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A Shifter’s Tale

Pt. 5 Contains Smut

Remi x Levi Lore

A Live Roleplay Transcript Series

Pt. 5

⚠️Content Warning⚠️

This part contains lemons, really aggressive, bloody, lemons. Also fluff. Also more substance abuse, and addiction.

Author’s Note: I know you guys are probably side eyeing tf outta me and Geez when you read this part but like....I gave you a content warning, leave us alone T_T LOL. Also forgive me I know I said I'd keep them short but the smut....was smutting ok. I also didnt feel right about releasing a chapter of them just, well, fuckin. Had to add more story depth as well. Art and Remi always by @aller-geez

Description: Two shifters on the run cross paths, how will they conquer their inner demons, self doubt and misery in order to work together to achieve their dreams. What will become of the Snow Leopard and the Black Wolf?

Geezie: Remi’s muscles burned under the strain of forcing himself from the comatose state he was in just moments before, but he easily pushed past it to grasp desperately at the leopard's soft skin. For just a brief second, he could see clearly between the drugs and alcohol, and as their lips met over and over again, the wolf could almost swear Levi was glowing within his arms. “I.. need to be closer to you..” his deep voice was muffled against the other's lips as he spoke between passionate kisses. Separating their mouths finally, the wolf’s bright white teeth instantly began to nip gently from the other's freckled shoulders, and up his throat to his jawline, where they settled to their final position right above the leopard's ear, hot breath cascading down his neck. “You okay?” Remi asked gently, not wanting to cause the other any discomfort because of the new drug in his system. Just as quickly as his lips disconnected from their passionate kiss, his teeth were gently nibbling the very top of Levi’s ear, his exhales hot against his freckled skin. As much as he tried to fight the growing problem in his jeans that were suddenly way too tight, his hips ground feverishly into the man on his lap, and his heartbeat that crashed in his ears almost drowned out every other sound around him.

Kezzi: Like small patches of fire burning across the very surface of his skin as Remi’s lips traced up and down his flesh, marking the areas with his teeth. Levi’s mouth opened just partially as he whispered the softest moan in response to each brush of touch. The leopard desperately clung to rip Remi’s shirt off him, only separating them for a moment to shed the material, as his palms immediately began to soothe and explore the flesh there. “I’m perfect…..just like you…” he said back to the other so softly, so carelessly like it was second nature to pillow talk with a man he’d met 3 days ago. Truth was, it was, to him, it felt like a lifetime as they entangled within each other’s bodies. Slender hips shifting, sliding themselves downward into the other. Friction. Finally, chills, ran down the leopard’s spine. “I need you…” he whimpered pathetically into the other’s stretched ear. His own mouth ducking through to reach Remi’s exposed neck, latching hold with his swollen pink lips, sucking, biting, pulling back with a pop he smirked to himself. Proud that he had made a bright, large purple mark against the skin he ravished, continuing to leave a trail that led from the man’s ear to his shoulder, sliding his wet tongue along the line of bruising, pausing at the other’s plugged ear lobe, teasing it gently with his teeth. His head was swirling between lust and intoxication, the heroin only forcing him out of the shell he was scared he would be in, should they be in this situation. He was ecstatic. He was ready. He was never sure of anything before in his life except this moment, and truthfully felt grateful to have someone so incredibly special to share this moment with.

Geezie: All of the hair rose on end across the wolf’s whole body, goosebumps quickly following as the other’s soft lips connected with his skin. He grunted from deep within his chest, his large hands snaking down the other’s body and gripping his hips with force as he pushed him down against his clothed member. Remi’s head fell back slightly, the glow of his eyes seemingly growing brighter with each passing second, and his eyebrows knitted together. “Fuck..” the wolf’s deep voice nearly cracked in the middle, his breath hitching and catching in his throat from the chills that ran up him. The same warm hands that forced Levi’s hips down were suddenly removed only to peel the shirt off of the leopard on top of him, their bare skin sliding across each other now. Remi’s muscles flexed expertly, although he felt as if he were purely vibrating from the desire that coursed through him. “I cant stop myself..” the wolf whispered aloud, forcefully grasping his bottom lip within his sharp teeth, causing a thick drop of blood to roll down his chin. Remi knew full well what he was getting into, as as much as his body tried to tremble and warn him, it was way too late to turn it off. As his chest began to swell with that same familiar warmth that he was so accustomed to, he could only prolong it with that same sexy smirk that made his eyes so bright they were almost hard to look at in the dim light of the bus. The dark crimson color suddenly stained his once white teeth, and his eyes seemed to slit down the middle, a truely terrifying sight to anyone, especially someone who was in the process of sleeping with him.

Kezzi: His breath caught in the middle of his throat as the other’s hands gripped tight to his haunches, forcibly grinding their lengths together. Their foreheads slipped together, hot breath ghosting past the other’s slowly sweating features as the heat between them rose, the bus and the substance within them, made it almost like a sauna in the space. The cat could no longer differentiate between reality and this building feeling of desire. Eagerly, he allowed the wolf to discard his top, feeling the other against him like this, was enough to give Levi full body chills. The lust that fueled him, only made him that much more desperate. It was only when the larger seemed worried…like he had to hold something back, that the leopard gave a reassuring purr to his now sexual partner, gently touching his palm to the man’s clammy cheek. “Don’t you ever fucking stop yourself…” the freckled skin vibrating underneath rough hands. “Take me…” he whimpered. “Take me please…” voice pathetic, lewd, so needy it was impossible for the raven haired to deny him. Something feral snapped inside of the leopard when he noticed Remi starting to bleed from his teeth. Eagerly, he pushed their lips together once more, fiercely. Hot passion steaming off their bodies as Levi’s tongue slipped past the other’s soft, stained lips, smears of crimson starting to form at the corner of their mouths. More, it was all he could consider, more. His hands making quick work, they dove between their two bodies and worked tirelessly to unfasten the throbbing cock from it's chambers. Freeing the length Levi gripped hold of it, slowly sliding his fist downward, and back up, swiping his thumb over the tip in a teasing fashion. He was ferociously kissing the other with desire he had not once felt before this moment, only suddenly, he broke the kiss, but their foreheads still rest upon each other as Levi’s hot breath whispered, “This is all yours…It can only be yours…” words dripping with sexual longing, panting with blood smeared across his mouth as his palm continued to work the wolf’s aching shaft.

Geezie: The purring against his already overstimulated muscles made Remi tremble very clearly, every cell in his body feeling as it if was vibrating on another plane. “I don’t-“ the raspy voice of the wolf was obviously strained as he struggled against his words. “want to hurt you..” Although Remi’s words fell on deaf ears; He felt everything. A guttural growl ripped from his chest as he arched his back to thrust his throbbing shaft into Levi’s waiting hand, and as his lips were once again captured by the man in front of him, all inhibitions that were under control the last time they fooled around went out the window. The burning within his stomach reached a fever pitch, and his skin even started to heat up beyond human levels as a small stream of blood escaped the corner of his mouth to splash against his chest. Small droplets cascaded down the wolf’s hot flesh, a few settling on Levi’s hand as he worked tirelessly to pleasure the larger. When their foreheads finally met, Remi’s chest was heaving with the force of his breaths, his emerald eyes so illuminated that his pupils were almost unidentifiable. “I know.. even before you knew..” He smirked devilishly, pausing only to lick the pad of his thumb slowly, sensually. His tongue was now purely crimson, his saliva almost completely replaced with blood, and as he pulled his thumb away, the thick coating of the red liquid could easily be seen glistening on his skin. In one fluid motion, he gripped Levi’s face in one hand, smearing the blood that once coated his finger all over his cheek and lips. “Then what are you waiting for, kitten? Remove those..” Remi barked his instructions, nodding his head to gesture to the pants that still sat on the others slender hips.

Kezzi: The leopard’s head was buzzing, fueled with pure desire for the other as his hands, and flesh melded together as one. Levi gripped tight to Remi’s throbbing length, pumping with sheer intention of making him feel incredibly euphoric. Mouths clashing with desperate fury, mixtures of blood and saliva slipping in streams down the sides of their lips. The leopard growled deep within the base of his chest, the first feral sound that had escaped his innocent lips. Levi shoved himself into the wolf, foreheads messily slid together as hot breath ghosted over those he once was just attached. “Stop thinking I’m so fucking fragile,” voice in a low whisper as he gripped the man’s lower lip between two rows of teeth, while the blood started to pool between them. He sucked roughly before releasing it with a pop. "Glad we're on the same page...." hissing with a stunted gasp as the wolf smeared his red stained DNA all over his pretty freckled face, it left the cat to shutter mercilessly in need. His free hand slipping and sliding up the crimson splashed bodies, almost painting abstract art across the wolf’s chest before he was given a very serious instruction. “Yes sir~” he mewled with a seductive twist of his body. Despite the heroin slowing him down, and managing to take his time sliding the article of clothing off his body, he did it. There he sat in all his naked glory, body flushed and stained already. He sat on his knees in front of the other, legs splayed outward, and palms supporting him from the middle of his body as they lay against the sheets. Levi bit his lower lip and looked the other up and down with glossed over and hungry ocean blues. Unable to contain the loud purr his throat emitted as he anticipated his next instruction. With a softly pink dusted face he looked up, like a truly desperate slut he whimpered outwardly now “How do you want me now, Master?” His hips shifting with anticipation, his own length dancing and leaking with excitement.

Geezie: “Oh trust me,” Accompanied by the same lust filled growl, the wolf’s large hands clapped against the skin of the other's thigh, and his now dagger sharp nails pierced the freckled skin as he gripped tightly to quite literally drag the leopard towards him across thin sheets. “You being fragile is at the bottom of my list.. Get on all fours.. now.” Remi’s loud voice boomed as he spoke his instructions, and it felt like the walls of the bus even shook. Waiting patiently for the white haired man to do as he was told, he Inserted his index and middle finger into his mouth, he sucked on his own appendages briefly before removing them, the stringy red saliva mixture once again visible. As the wolf’s own hand expertly pumped his thick cock that begged to be buried in the whimpering mess of a man in front of him, the other free hand that he had just lubricated slid up to press firmly against the smaller's hole, a rough and ominous laugh echoing out of him. “Describe how this feels to me..” the wolf commanded, and just as the words left his lips, his index finger danced teasingly over the soft puckering skin there, dipping over and around before inserting one fingertip into Levi and swirling it firmly against his tight walls. His shocking green orbs almost studied the other's movements to excess, every hitch of his breath, every twitch of a muscle, and holy shit the pheromones that completely assaulted Remi from every sense gave him a high that was easily comparable to the heroin that was recently injected into his veins. Everything was but a blur to the wolf at this point, but that wasn’t going to stop him.

Kezzi: The wolf’s commanding and dominant tone sent Levi’s body into full chills, as bumps rose to the surface of freckled pale flesh. The mixture of clawing and shoving, Levi could do nothing more than emit small yips of lustful sounds. Doing as he was told with a flushed nod, he turned his body around and slowly slid the front of his chest downward stretching his arms out in front of him, while arching his back, giving Remi a full and total view of his perfectly rounded ass. His cheeks just barely spread apart enough to give the wolf a preview of his awaiting hole before it was thoughtfully assaulted. His face laid to the side against the sheets of his bed, wiggling his haunches back and forth in a teasing manner, a sly mischievous smirk spread across his face. “Are you going to give me what I deserve then?” His sultry voice purred outwardly within the domicile, a cycle of huffs, grunts and soft whimpers echoed around them. Blue eyes rolled shut at the feeling of a wet digit pressing and tormenting his needing entrance, a sharp gasp leaving his lips before he flexed his body inward at the sudden intrusion. He tried his best to keep a smoother tone but he just sounded like a despairing whore as he mewled and writhed under the wolf. “It…it feels..S-so full…your finger is so ah-hah…long…soft…” he stammered, trying to focus on his task, but unable to stop his body from melting under his sexual partner’s touch. “All I…all I can…think of…please..More..” his eyes darted back behind him from his sideways position to take a peak at Remi’s glistening body, face fully painted red over delicate freckled features, his skin slickened with building sweat. The leopard sucked in his lower lip , gripping the sheets below as he pushed his hips backwards, now meeting and matching every thrust of Remi’s skilled movements. “Please…Remington…” extra emphasis on the other’s government name as it chimed through his ear drums like the feeling of a new Guardin song being dropped. “I want you so bad…” he gasped behind swollen lips, back dipped and ass raised in anticipation.

Geezie: “Yeah just like that.. tell me how much you want to feel me inside of your greedy little hole..” Remi growled, his voice almost unchanged even as his chest heaved from the force of his breaths. The single digit he had deep inside the other suddenly became two as his middle finger now prodded and stretched within the leopard, his hips bucking in tandem with the rhythmic motions of his busy hand. “You’re such a dirty whore that my fingers knuckle deep inside you like this gets you off, doesn’t it?” Remi’s emerald eyes glinted with mischief, and his long fingers made quick work of prepping the other for what he was really about to get himself in to. After what seemed like an eternity, the wolf’s fingers were removed ever so slowly, and without so much as a second thought, the raven haired man spat forcefully into his palm. Without letting the mix of fluids slip through the cracks in his digits, he gripped his own needy length forcefully to slick the contents generously across his skin. Even though Remi had massive hands, the dripping head of his cock still poked out over the top of his fist. The wolf couldn’t help the ragged gasping that rattled his rib cage as his body was thrown full force into overdrive by the sheer realization that all of this was really happening; he was consumed entirely by lust and desire. Looking down at the leopard again with his signature smirk across his face, trembling cock in hand and sweat glistening on his tanned skin, and when Remi was sure the other was 100% looking at him, his sultry voice could melt even stone statues. “Before I continue… Remind me again.. Whose cock is this?” A strong, built arm snaked around the other’s body to swiftly grip Levi’s dripping length in his hand, curling his palm around it to pump it up and down painfully slowly.

Kezzi: “I’ve never wanted anything more…” the cat panted in heat as his hind end pushed backward into each fluid motion of Remi’s expertly twisting fingers. His mouth hung open, a line of saliva trickled down the side of his lips as the dominant’s words rang like an orchestra of angels inside his fuzzy head. “Yes…yes Daddy…it feels too good…” panting desperately as his body vibrated and shook under the force. His knuckles turned white against the gripped sheets under the pressure of ecstasy as his sensitive length twitched and begged, a thin bead of sweat sliding down the side of his face before their eyes locked. Levi swore if the other wasn’t pinning him to this center of gravity, he would for sure have floated into the heavens above after that last sentence. “Fuck…” he whimpered unable to stabilize the swirling thoughts inside his brain. How? How did this man turn in such a sophisticated person like himself into a leaking, crying pathetic mess of slutty desires. “It’s yours…it’s always going to be yours….” The tone of his voice a seductive purr as he continued to rock himself backward trying from his own end to force the wolf’s rock hard length inside his desperate entrance. His eyes gleamed brightly with impatience as they found themselves frozen in this moment together. His hips thrusting with fervor and need into the raven haired’s palm, his body fueling with unbridled lust as the tension only continued to build within him. Levi’s nostrils filled with the intoxicating scent of the larger’s wafting pheromones, only causing the leopard to swirl deeper into a state of hypnotized desire.

Geezie: “That’s fucking right it is…” Remi hissed loudly, pressing the head of his circumcised cock into Levi’s awaiting hole where his fingers were a few moments ago, only just stretching the puckered skin but not entering. As he felt the smaller male buck eagerly into him, the wolf sucked his teeth loudly, breaking the silence that was otherwise filled with only the synchronized ragged breathing of the two. Shaking his head slowly, filled with disappointment, the pressure of his feverish head against the leopard's hungry entrance was removed, hovering just barely out of reach. “Aht, Aht, Aht…” he clicked his tongue, and slid one free hand deliberately up Levi’s back, his hot palm completely wrapping around the back of the other’s neck and gripping it tightly. “Did I give you permission to do that?” The same terrifying voice from the first day they met had completely taken over the already intimidating bass of the large man, and his nails broke skin on the sides of Levi’s neck from the force of his grip. “Don’t worry. You will learn little kitten.. some training and we could have you whipped into shape in no time..” The head of his cock was replaced against the leopard's needy hole, although this time a little more force was exerted against him, and his quivering pink head slipped half way into the man before it was promptly slid out again, but remained pressed against the opening. “Your slut asshole exists for me to fuck it.. and if you forget that..” again his head popped into the other’s tight walls, just to be removed again. “I guess you’ll just have to be punished..”

Kezzi: “All yours…” his voice weak, raspy from the position he was in. His ass stayed hiked up, his arms pushed down beneath his rapidly rising and falling chest. There was something inhuman that came bursting from the depths of Levi’s delicate throat when he felt the wolf poking and teasing his desperate hole. He moaned, but quickly sucked in a breath of muggy sex scented air, before his hips painfully froze where they were, learning quickly not to provoke the feral man that towered his trembling body. “Yes D-Daddy…I’m sorry…” he apologized sheepishly, feeling the other’s knife-like tone cut him deep within his groin, his cock only twitching as his body craved more of this unbridled passion. Coherent thoughts? Completely out the window as his opened mouth continued to weep and whine, a strong grasping hand at his neck now, he swore if he didn’t hold back the most he could now, he would completely spill at the slightest amount of depth. “How could I ever forget….?” Gasping in between his pathetic cries of pleasure, “It only craves you…” the second half of his sentence came out in a whisper so soft, you’d almost physically have to catch it to comprehend it. Oh, but there was no mistake for Remi, he could hear every syllable, every sigh, not once in his entire sexual career, has Levi ever felt completely lost in euphoria, worrying about cumming too early was never in his cross hairs, but tonight. It was taking every last ounce of strength to keep himself stable, and struggling…to answer his new Master’s commands. It’s not that he didn’t want to obey…he just…needed it, so badly, for 27 years he was fine but this moment? This moment right here was when Levi realized how absolutely addicting the feeling of this unsaturated and violent encounter was. Hoping the slight twitch of his hips went unnoticed as he couldn’t stop his body from begging.

Geezie: “Ah, you just cant help yourself, can you?” Remi breathed, unable to help his own self despite his instructions being disregarded, his hips acting on their own accord and bucking into the leopard. His thick cock slipped in about half way, and the exhale from the large man escaped in a sharp hissing sound. “F-fucking god..” the wolf’s breath hitched roughly, the grip around the other's neck tightening for leverage as he slowly slid the rest of his length into the quivering body below him. Shoving Levi down forcefully by the hand already on his neck, Remi’s entire body shook from a chill that rocked every cell in his body. He could clearly feel the rapid heartbeat of the other from within him, kicking up the intense prey drive that already was overpowering all other thoughts. With a sharp grunt, the wolf began to melodically move his hips, slowly thrusting in, and out again, his hot breath rolling across the leopard’s back. His hands slipped back down the smaller man’s torso, stopping at each little dip and hill like he was attempting to map out Levi’s body as he touched and caressed him. More crimson blood pooled at the base of his tongue and as much as he tried to swallow it, it just continued to spill over his lips. A rather large stream raced down his bare chest, and his skin felt as if it would boil over, his rhythmic thrusts slowly starting to increase in tempo and desperation as the leopard got used to him. “Good boy, just like that for Master..” Remi panted, his head falling back slightly as his eyebrows knitted together.

Kezzi: “I can’t…I can’t help…help it…” he repeated in confirmation as his hips slid back to meet the thick cock slowly sliding halfway inside him. Unbelievable relief with a slight sharp pain, he wasn’t used to anything this size, but he also wasn’t one to turn away from a little pain. In fact, it only intensified the pleasure coursing through him. Before long, he could feel Remi pushing himself further in, all the way. At full capacity, Levi let out a long, drawn out moan as his eyes slipped through the back of his skull. The leopard grit his teeth together, tears threatening to spill over his whitened waterlines, pressing his forehead hard into the mattress he let out a low pitched whimper as his virginity was snatched up by the wolf. His body never had felt so full, even having used dildos in the past, there was nothing quite like a real, pulsating shaft, sheathing inside tight awaiting walls. Sliding his now extracted claws down the delicate bedding, shredding the material without reserves, his toes curling subconsciously. The feeling of hot thick blood pouring down his back only furthered his over boiling lust for the man above him, purring and sliding his body into each touch, tickle and thrust. Eventually as he began to adjust to the sheer girth of Remi’s cock, his haunches started to tremble, pushing and matching each increasing pound. “F-f-…aH..k~” moaning between the sharp snap of thrusts the wolf tirelessly threw at him. “Yes…yeeesss…please..hard-er…” squeaking under his face that was smushed up against his rather destroyed bed.

Geezie: The leopard's muscles tried with all of their might to repel the large man, squeezing his cock tightly and subconsciously pushing back against him, causing the wolf to pant an almost inaudible lust laden moan. His length throbbed painfully, begging to be fully buried in the smaller man, something his entire body had been begging him to do for days now, which he gladly, finally, obliged. Just as soon as Remi was able to release the breath from his throat, began to steadily pump away, only removing his hand to occasionally swipe away the blood that trickled down both corners of his mouth, leaving huge blood stains across both of their exposed bodies. The sight of this gorgeous man.. The way he writhed in ecstasy, the way his whole body vibrated around his already needy cock when he purred that made the wolf see stars, the way he just did exactly what Remi told him, when he told him, and the kicker.. the way he just HANDED the wolf his V card in a gift box. The large man had Levi like putty in the palm of his hand.. As Remi’s ego inflated with each passing second, so did his roughness and desperation of his motions, and in seconds they were both completely blood stained, slide marks and hand prints decorating both of their bodies like they belonged in an exhibit. A few times he slammed particularly hard into the leopard's prostate, and suddenly the trademarked terrifying voice boomed through the choir of grunts and pants that filled the room. “I warned you that you were going to get yourself into trouble just innocently acting like that..” long claws penetrated the skin on the nape of his neck and he drug his hand deliberately down towards him, leaving large crimson scratches on the once ivory skin. “Now just look at you.. you’re such a greedy little mess..” The corners of his mouth turned up in a smirk as always, and he removed his claws from within Levi’s skin. “Tell me how much you want me to absolutely fill you up with my seed.. You’re Master’s little cum slut, aren’t you?” The wolf’s hot breath trailed like a phantom down towards the fresh slashes in the leopard's skin, and an already dark red tongue slipped across the flesh there, the blood pooling there now mixing with his own which nearly made his bright green eyes roll back into his head.

Kezzi: Levi’s body felt like it was about to give in from the pure pressure of the other’s rough treatment, but it truly only drove him more and more wild. The feeling of being so close to snapping, like the wolf might actually break him. He loved the sheer dangers of it. Chills ran down his painted spine. Continuing to press back hungrily into each pound and thrust he moaned with a high pitched desperation into the mattress below, fingers latched tightly to the ripped pieces of fabric. “I don’t regret a second of it…” he panted in between whimpers and whines. Truly, he didn’t. If anything in his life he was glad he saved his virginity for this very moment, this gets to be his first? This man? There’s a claim there almost…his body shuddered once again, eyes rolling around in the back of his head. Absolutely, no regrets. If this wasn’t what the afterlife had to offer, he never wanted to die. His body rolled with desire as he felt the wetness of blood pool in several places “Please….please fill my greedy hole, Master.. I’m your little slut..only yours…” he cried out before he felt his special bud being assaulted from behind. Levi’s vision almost went black, his hand came down to despairingly rub and massage his own leaking, aching shaft. “God….you’re …y-you’re going to make me-…cu-hAh-mmm..” his voice stuttered, his body shook, and his haunches flexed inward, then back out against Remi’s thrusts, miscalculated and messy, as he blew his load all over the top of already trashed sheets. “I’m so sorry…Mm-Master, I couldn’t hold it…” he bit his lower lip shyly, face blushing brightly as he crooked his head just enough to look back at Remi, linking eyes but despite having already spent his seed, continued to rock and push his hips back rhythmically with the feral man. “I want you to fill me so badly…” keeping that same hazy, heated eye contact.

Geezie: “Such a good boy..” The wolf almost purred through his teeth, his large hands once again being replaced onto the other's thin hips for leverage. Every whorish moan and involuntary spasm of Levi’s body under him felt like lightening through him, the volts almost enough to make Remi completely forget what he was doing. However, bound and determined to fight the drugs and alcohol in his system, he could only sneer and growl from deep within his chest as the leopard begged him, the action in itself snapping something within him. He was almost able to keep himself in check, until suddenly, he felt the walls around his thick cock tighten, something the wolf could not have imagined to be able to be done, and Levi’s hot seed splashing against the sheet in front of him, and Remi lost it. The most horrifying, guttural snarl ripped from his mouth, his eyes complete neon green with no visible pupil, and his once human sized canines began to morph to sharp points. The entire world was a blur to him, the only thing he could see was a red fog that blanketed his field of view. “Fuck, you’ve done it now..” Remi’s voice was haunting, the sweat on his blood stained skin enunciating every muscle along his body. In a blink of an eye, the wolf had Levi standing again in front of him, his rock hard cock still buried deep within the smaller man, and one full muscular arm around his neck and throat. His dark tongue slipped from his mouth and slid up Levi’s freckled face, leaving a red drag mark on his temple. The large man’s entire body was shaking at this point as he held up the other's body with one arm around his throat. Without missing a beat, the rhythmic motions of his hips bucking up against the leopard returned, and he sunk his teeth into the muscle of the other's shoulder, his sharp nails again piercing the flesh. “G-gah.. Fuck..” Remi panted loudly, his feral state making him oblivious to his complete loss of control. He could start to feel the leopard begin to go limp in his arms, and almost as if someone was watching out for Levi, just before he became unconscious, the wolf finally let out a moan that was dripping in ecstasy, his hot load completely filling Levi now and every muscle in his body was rigid as he came. As the waves of pleasure washed over him, he released his grip on the smaller male's throat finally, letting him gently slide to the floor in front of the raven haired man. It took a few seconds, but Remi finally came to his senses, and upon inspection of the once pale skinned white haired man that now looked like a crime scene extra, his bright green eyes widened. “Ah, shit..” he cursed himself under his breath quickly, searching Levi’s expression for a reaction to his unprecedented violence.

Kezzi: Just as Levi thought he had spent the majority of his energy, a new wave of strength hit him as the real fun began. It took him by surprise when their positions were suddenly changed, more importantly when he was completely lifted up and off the around by the man’s strong arm. The leopard’s ears rang loudly as the ability to breath was completely snatched from him, his ocean blues rolled back in his head as he allowed the feeling of Remi using him like a fuck toy send him over the edge a second time. Something that normally would take him by surprise had he the ability to comprehend what was actually happening. Not even a single hand on his cock, as his dangling limbs started pulsating again, his second orgasm rocked through his soul a bit quieter than the first. Airways constricted and vocal chords completely cut off. He was in pure euphoric bliss, he always had a feeling he was a bit on the unusually kinky side…but this exceeded all his expectations, this was more than he could come up with in a fantasy. Glossy sky blues rolled into the back of his head, the only sign of life being his trembling body. At the same time he spilled over for a second measure, Remi filled his greedy hole before loosely dropping him, covered in blood, saliva and cum, the cat came crashing to the floor…panting roughly to catch his breath, and the clarity of his vision. “I think…..you mean...Holy shit….” Levi gasped as he leaned up against the bed frame from where he was at, still desperately trying to come back to earth. His palms were out at his sides, flat against the floor, the bus was stuffy, hot. It smelled like a plethora of scents, sex, sweat, pheromones….it could almost send the spent cat into a need for more, but he sat there panting instead trying to allow the cloud of lust to lift away, before finally his soft breaths began to regulate. He looked up at Remi finally who stared at him with…slight horror. “What?” He asked tilting his blood stained face up at the wolf.

Geezie: Remi had to quickly brace himself with one hand against the wall of the bus to keep from completely toppling over. All of the drugs and alcohol in his system that he had been able to fight off when coursing with adrenaline moments earlier, seemed to hit him all at once, forcing the wolf to lean even his head against the wall for a second time. His eyes squeezed shut as he tried desperately to catch his breath. When he could finally focus them enough to see anything around him without pressing his forehead to the wall, Remi’s trademarked smirk was instantly on his face, although it seemed to have a little bit of embarrassment hidden within it as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Uh.. I’m missing a little bit of time there, at the end..” The now dimmed emerald orbs met Levi’s again finally, really taking in the full image. The small man in front of him had eight deep scratches in his back, as well as a bright red mark that was quickly turning purple around his throat, the wolf’s large bicep impression still visible on his fair skin. They were both equally covered in blood, which Remi was still unsure how much of it was his this time.. Shaking his head quickly to clear his thoughts, his face was somber now. “I didn’t uh.. do anything you were uncomfortable with, did I?” Remi was more than embarrassed to admit that he had lost control in the moment, and had it been another time, he could have easily killed the leopard and not even realized it. No matter how long the wolf gasped for air, he struggled to catch his breath from the life changing orgasm he just had, his large muscles quivering as he could almost feel them reabsorb the drugs and alcohol. He could not even begin to remember the last time sex had made him react that way, let alone have his partner still be Stan- well sitting, but alive, afterward.

Kezzi: Almost as if he’d been hit by a train in the middle of no where, the alcohol, the heroin, it came rushing back into him and his body slumped a bit against the bed he leaned on from the floor. Trying his best to fight off the drowsies from the substance abuse, as well, the sexual tirade he had just been apart of. His heaving gasps eventually subsided to soft huffs before he was cognitive that the wolf had been speaking to him. Slowly looking up, he flashed a reassuring and brightly joyous smile. “Uncomfortable? Nah. I’d go in for 3 more rounds if I wasn’t so….” His head slipped back to rest once more, spinning as he tried to remain composed. “Fucked up…” giggled a bit at the sound of that. At the rate that snails race, he managed to peel himself off the floor, looking now into the long mirror, twisting his body back and forth to take a gander at all the damage the was done to his pale flesh. “That’ll make for some great photos…” pondering out loud before he started to play in and smear the blood that was on his skin, he giggled making penis shapes and hearts. “Am Canvas!” Turning to look at the ragged wolf, the leopard was relatively fine, more so than fine truly, glowing. Finally walking up to him now he wrapped his arms around his tall, muscular neck and planted a soft but firm kiss on the raven haired man’s lips. “Thank you…” his tone sultry before he pulled back. “Shower or..” he looked down at the bed that was absolutely ravaged, torn to shreds, stained and ruined. “Oh…my poor bed! “ quickly gathering the mass of trashed blankets and sheets, tossing them to the floor. “I’ll grab the spares…” Levi blushed brightly.

Geezie: The wolf was perplexed by Levi’s response, still nearly expecting a more harsh reaction, but he knew better. Still silent, his toxic green eyes followed the smaller male as he got up finally to look in the mirror, before a deep, warm laugh erupted from within him as the leopard began finger painting across his skin. The other man just being authentic and goofy washed away whatever uneasiness Remi had in him. “Oh, you’re more than just a canvas..” If he hadn’t just expended every ounce of energy he had left in his body on their little pick me up, his bright green eyes would be twinkling as he spoke. “You’re a god damn master piece that belongs in a museum..” The words just seemed to spill out of the larger man, and usually he would catch himself before he crossed that line into flirting just a little TOO much and opening himself up to be vulnerable, but Levi, somehow, was different. He couldn’t imagine spending an hour without the leopard with him, let alone going their separate ways any time soon. This poor, innocent, sweet man was stuck with Remington, whether he liked it or not. The vibrations in the floor as the smaller man stood in front of him instantly quieted the inner panic that Remi was causing himself. Like they were a couple that had been together forever, the wolf instinctively leaned down a bit so the other didn’t have to stretch so far to kiss him. Although the kiss they shared was brief, it suddenly centered him, his breathing syncing perfectly with the leopard's, his muscles no longer quivering under him, and his eyes even seemed to be brighter when he opened them again. “Thank you for what?” Remi asked, slightly tilting his head to the side with a confused look on his face. Although he couldn't help but chuckle over the disaster area they had left the poor bus. “We can go get a new mattress and everything for you tomorrow? If you wanted to take a shower, I can put the new sheets on while you’re in there so they're ready to curl up in when you get out. I would say we’re okay not to, but maybe not now that I look us over..” He tried very hard to hide the amusement on his face, however you could clearly hear the smile in his voice, and the mischievous glint in his eyes.

Kezzi: Levi’s face turned up into a bright pink blush as the other spoke so highly of him. His heart pounded, and his stomach flipped, he couldn’t remember the last time someone genuinely complimented him…the look he got, the way it sounded. This, was genuine. Right? It had to be. He never knew what value words like that held, until Remi said them. “You’re so sweet…I think the same of you,” crystal blues closed happily as he looked up at the other, relishing in this moment together. Somehow, this one person could make him feel more alive than he ever had been before…mixed with the heroin and alcohol he really couldn’t feel any better either. After sharing the sweet, tender kiss, it was brought further to his frontal thinking that, wow, this, this really could BE something. In any sense, Levi realized he HAD someone to rely on now. It was so strange, as he’d been so lonely for so long and suddenly, here was this man. A little grumpy, a bit unapproachable, but so tender hearted…thoughtful and considerate to him. It was enough for him. More than enough. All Levi ever wanted, was a little consideration and care…and the universe sent it in a very strange way, but he wasn’t any less grateful. Remi’s confusion, however was enough to make him giggle before shifting his gaze, another bright rose color blush spread across freckled features. “Thank you for my first time…silly…it was, really amazing…worth the wait Id say,” brushing his hand through his soiled locks before turning about and collecting the new sheets. “Yes! That would be so lovely if you could do that, I already feel my thighs gluing together..” he grumbled a bit uncomfortably. He searched around his closet and pulled out a large grey crew neck sweater and a pair of boxer briefs. “Don’t miss me too much~” the cat giggled before sneaking away to the bathroom, he turned on the shower and let the water get hot. He looked himself over in the mirror again, unable to contain the enormous smile on his face. “Wow…” he whispered to himself as his delicate fingers traced every mark the wolf left behind on his skin. Quickly the mirror started to erase the reflection looking back at him, forcing him to reality again he hopped into the shower, scrubbing and washing every surface of his body, a bit saddened to. It felt wrong to wash any trace of the man off of him..but he knew he had to cause, well, he would be stinky and gross eventually. With a sigh he rinsed the soap off his body, and then stepped out, drying himself down.

Geezie: Having been completely caught up in the best sex the wolf had ever experienced, with any gender he’d been with, this large fact seemed to escape his mind completely. Once reminded of the significance, his emerald orbs nearly flew off of his face, almost surprised that even he could forget such an important detail. “Ah, shit. I totally forgot..” Remi chuckled, shaking his head slowly. “You’re definitely sure you’ve never done that before?” Sure, the wolf had an extreme body count to his name; he’d sexually been with any type of person you could imagine, but nothing compared to the raw, primal event that just unfolded between the two that even still made his heart rate increase to think about now. As Levi pulled out the clean sheets, Remi met him before he could walk the few steps to the other side of the bus to replace them in his own arms, a gentle smile on his face. “Don’t worry, i got ya~” the wolf was more than excited to be able to do something to help Levi be comfortable instead of the other way around, but was able to put his new suddenly manic state to the side as the leopard appeared in the doorway again. “Oh, i cant promise that..” Remi smirked, waggling his eyebrows ever so slightly on his forehead until the smaller man was inside the bathroom. As soon as the door shut, he worked tirelessly to stretch the fitted sheet across the sweat soaked mattress they both shared. Despite having the same amounts of blood and other dried liquids stained across his arms and the rest of his body like Levi did, he still meticulously adjusted the sheet so it hugged the slightly fraying material of the mattress under it without a single smear or scuff. The wolf stood back to admire his handiwork, his wide palms perched on his hips in an encouraged type of way, before swiping the outdated looking remote from the table beside him. Skimming through the show titles and movies, Remi finally settled on a harem anime called Shuffle!, a title he considered a comfort show as he’d seen it enough times to quote the entirety without skipping a beat. As the opening credits began to play with an upbeat Japanese song humming through the TV speakers, It didn’t take long for the anime to quickly jump to a lewd scene with the protagonist and another leading character, and the wolf couldn’t help but chuckle out loud to himself with his glowing green eyes locked on the tv. He would gladly help himself to curling up in a ball in the newly ripped nest of a bed behind him, but he knew full well how dirty he would make the fresh sheets. With a slightly defeated sigh, the large man settled for sitting on the edge of the bed, careful not to tread the very thin line that crossed over into “If you lean back at all you’ll be too comfortable and fall asleep” as he waited for the leopard to return.

Kezzi: Having laughed at the response, Levi shrugged collecting his things. “No but I’ve had some silicone training if you catch my drift…nothing that big though so…kudos to you and amazing for me~” shrugging simply before handing the sheets over and giving a light giggle to the wolf’s response. After having done all that, and taken the time to shower his body clean. The leopard stood in the bathroom after exiting, and looked at his still marked, but now clean frame. “Much better….” Speaking out loud to himself, he quickly ran out, to grab his phone, noticing nothing as he disappeared again. Levi taking the time and expertise to capture artistic shots of his newly made bruises and scratch marks. He was going to need that to post later. Once he finished his little mini photo shoot, he re-entered the space and actually took in the view, a pristine, well put together bed, and a very nervous and dirty wolf. Levi smiled sweetly, just taking in the sight of the haggard man , the cat was so happy to have him just being there, comforted that he didn’t scramble to get dress and leave with a grunt. He cleaned up the space, and waited patiently for him to get out. Just that simple act alone made him feel so complete. “Hey, you can go take a shower now if you’d like to relieve yourself of the ick,” biting his lower lip with a playful grin.

Geezie: The wolf sitting before him had closed his eyes briefly, quickly nodding off where he sat on the edge of the bed, and Levi’s voice nearly made him jump out of his skin, his ass leaving the bed by a good few inches. A few deliberate blinks finally allowed Remi’s glowing eyes to focus, and seeing a clean but still torn up man standing in the doorway, a large involuntary grin spread across his lips. “I even rescued a few from the sides of the bed..” He stated proudly, gesturing to the pile of stuffies with a simple nod. Standing now, the large man's body slumped a little from exhaustion, but still a soft kiss was placed against the leopard’s forehead with a smile. “Thanks, I’ll be quick.” The wolf grabbed the bags that contained all of his clothes from earlier in the day, seeming like it was a lifetime ago and not merely a few hours, and fished out a pair of white and grey joggers that felt more like sweats, and a black wifebeater, as well as a few toiletries he had picked up while out earlier. One last glance of gratitude was tossed Levi’s way, his white teeth clearly standing out in the dim light, before Remi scurried off to the bathroom. Once the door was shut behind him, it only took one of his huge hands to wipe the condensation off of the mirror, and the image staring back at him made the wolf cringe a little. He had nearly black stains from both corners of his mouth, the very last remnants of crimson still flecked across his plump lips and clear drag marks from the other’s body like hieroglyphics depicting the greatest hunt. Smirking at himself and his hot mess appearance, the wolf wasted no time squeaking the nob and prepping the water for himself. Once it was as hot as he could physically stand it, Remi slid himself between the curtains, washing and rinsing everything in record time.

Kezzi: Upon seeing that the wolf managed to rescue his lost soldiers from the depth crack of now, their, bed. He smiled happily and clapped his hands. “You’re the best! Thank you it looks wonderful,” appreciating the wolf for all his efforts. The male felt like his bus was more than just a place he could stay, it felt like a home with someone else, especially someone so special like Remi. “Enjoy your shower!” He said genuinely, leaning into the other’s affections before rocketing himself onto the now put together bed and snuggling tight to his black bat squish, Aldous. He turned to realize the tv was on and playing some animated show he had never seen. His eyes gazing upon the screen and finding himself stuck as the other took his shower. His head still swirling, and now with warm clean skin, it was like he could feel himself melt into the mattress under him. Time seemed to slow, actually, it more or less stopped existing. He was stuck there, just lost in the show, but not really retaining it. You would think it was maybe just because it was an interesting show, but as the leopard sunk more comfortably he realized the affects of the heroin still hadn't worn off, and he could now feel it taking him prisoner.

Geezie: After a few minutes, Remi emerged from the shower, long black hair all pushed back out of his face and his tanned skin once again free from any dirt or blood. His bright eyes scanned over himself in the mirror, he raised a sharp eyebrow and turned his head from side to side, making sure he didn’t miss anything. “Damn, i clean up good.” He nodded with that stunning smirk. Content in his work, the wolf scooped the stick of deodorant from the bag beside him, and lazily rolled it on, before replacing it and scrounging for the new clothes within. He promptly threw on the soft clothing that hung off of his toned frame in all the right ways, the wifebeater enunciating his strong shoulder and bicep muscles, and he tossed his damp towel over the curtain rod before finally exiting the bathroom. Steam pouring out in the space behind him. Refreshed after his shower, Remi reappeared in the doorway of the now shared bedroom, a soft smile on his face as he was greeted by the warm sight. He still couldn't wrap his brain around how quickly the leopard had become such an important part of his life, and how safe and at home he felt just being in his presence. “How ya feelin?” The wolf’s voice was soft and gentle as he spoke with a kind smile, sitting on the edge of the bed next to the white haired man. Almost like it was a reflex, one warm hand came up to comb his fingers through the white strands that blanketed the pillow under him. “You need me to grab anything for you while I’m up?” Remi turned his head ever so slightly to face the leopard, his smile inviting and endearing.

Kezzi: Levi’s eyes scanned and studied the colors, the lines and the depth to the animations dancing in front of him. Thinking a little too deeply about how every last detail, someone had to draw…fascinating. It was when the wolf brought a hand to his hair and voice rang in his ears that he snapped back into reality. His head leaned comfortingly into the gentle but large hand. “I feel really good…” answering him honestly as his eyes closed, just feeling the gentle warmth coming off the other’s palm. “I’d feel better if you came to lay with me though..” his blue eyes fluttered open, looking up at him now with a toothy grin, his body adjusting slightly to make the perfect space for the wolf to slide in easily. His eyes now visibly looking the other up and down, all clean and shiny…he almost wanted to make a mess again, but his muscles simply wouldn’t allow it. They did allow him to out stretch his arms in a grabby fashion to beckon the other fourth though. Levi was in pure bliss, finally having that feeling of wholeness every time he was near the man. He knew it wasn’t just the drugs either, because even sober all he could do was think about the next adventure, how he can help, the journey they would have…he started to think about his siblings and how much he missed them. Maybe Remi could help him get them back now that they were all adults…it definitely swirled around his many cycling thoughts.

Geezie: The smile that took over the wolf’s face forced his eyes closed, and he hummed softly in the back of his throat. “I’m so glad you’re enjoying yourself, cutie.” He breathed softly, leaning down to place another kiss on Levi’s cheekbone as if it was already becoming second nature. “Well, who would I be to deny you that simple comfort?” As the other made room for his large frame in the rather smallish bed, he couldn’t stop the smile that only got bigger as Levi’s arms grabbed for him sleepily. Remi slowly lifted the corner of the blanket that cocooned around the leopard and slid in next to him, one strong arm under the cat and around his shoulders, inviting the leopard to put his head on his toned chest. Once he had gotten situated in the soft bed with the other tangled around him, Remi couldn’t shake the distraction that seemed to plague the tired man in his arms. His his own anxiety reared it’s face in response. His fingers absentmindedly returned to the soft white threads that now fell over his own shoulder, combing through them and gently scratching Levi’s scalp as he finally exhaled. “What’cha thinkin about?” The wolf questioned cautiously, before finishing a little too quickly with, “You seem lost in thought. You okay?” He didn’t want to pry anything from the leopard, but Remi couldn’t help the anxiety of the possibility that Levi may be regretting some part of their current arrangement. The other hand that wasn’t around the smaller man’s shoulders came to rest on top of the freckled hand that was draped over his chest, giving it a very small squeeze before gently rubbing the pad of his thumb across the soft skin.

Kezzi: Quickly adjusting into the other’s body, molding together like perfect puzzle pieces. He snuggled his head comfortably and started to trace light patterns along the man’s top. He did this for a while, before hearing Remi ask him another question, he contemplated how he wanted to get it off his chest…but in true typical open book fashion he just let it out “….when I was little, I had two siblings….and when I was 8 the government took them from us…right now I feel so happy, truly almost complete,” he took a deep inhale in, then a slow exhale out. He could feel the emotions building, his eyes swelling as he pictured their happy childish faces. “But I think of them…and I wonder where they are …and with the money we made, I think I might actually be able to find them…I guess truly I was wondering….” Levi leaned his head up just enough to make eye contact, sincere ocean blues were on that of curious, slightly anxious emerald greens. “If you’d…be willing to do that with me?” He braced himself for possible rejection towards the idea. It would be more mouths to feed and bodies to house…but maybe they could afford another bus? There were many solutions buzzing in his head but none of which he could truly act on. Unless he had the permission and support of, well, Remi. His new, person? Truly he didn’t know what they were at this moment. They did just have a sexual encounter that wasn’t monetized …friends with benefits maybe? Levi wasn't sure, but he didn’t want to poke and prod the situation. He was happy to have whatever this was as long as he belonged by Remi’s side.

Geezie: Seconds felt like hours to the wolf, his heartbeat ringing loudly in his ears as he held his breath, waiting for a crushing blow from the smaller man. But when he was faced with such a simple, easy decision, all the air came rushing out of his lungs at once. Making a sharp, disorientating sound that even caught him off guard. Relief washed over him, his muscles relaxing almost instantly, and he was finally able to meet the leopard's concerned eyes that stared up at him innocently. The pure relief the wolf felt from simply not being told to leave would have had him agree to almost anything, and he didn’t even register how close to his own memories Levi was hitting. With a swift nod, Remi’s grip around the cat tightened slightly, the blood crashing in his ears rhythmically slowing before stopping as his heart rate decreased. “Of course.. I’d follow you to the ends of the earth..” The wolf’s words were gentle, and endearing, and now there was just an overall protective energy radiating around him. The corners of his mouth were tugged up in a more-awkward-than-usual smirk, already making fun of himself in his head before he spoke. “Just.. don’t make me leave..” the chuckle he emitted afterward was flat and lifeless. Remi knew how sad it was to already deeply fear losing someone he had only just met less than a week ago, but even the thought made his stomach turn and his anxiety skyrocket. Trying to recover from such an awkward response, the cogs slowly…… oh so fucking slowly…. began to turn in the wolf’s head, like his brain finally had enough time to catch up to the information he was fed earlier. With one sharp eyebrow arched, the wolf finally asked, “Wait.. you said you’re looking for your siblings?…” Suddenly, without warning, the sweet smell of his sister's perfume she had been wearing the night she had gone to that party wafted into his sensitive nose, and he was left speechless for a second as he was overcome with some of the emotion he continued to shove far down within him. The wolf’s body completely still for a few moments before he seemed to reset. “Not sure if I should be relieved, or spooked over that coincidence..” He finally breathed, still desperately trying to sort through the information he had about Meeko to somehow match it to a detail Levi was giving him, and if there was any way his own sister could be involved too, somehow. He didn’t know how or why, but the connection he felt with the leopard was like nothing he’d ever felt before. Not just on an emotional level, but even he couldn’t try to deny the electricity that shot through him at the slightest touches, and why the burning hot fire of rage that normally fueled Remington was but embers with Levi around him. Something was different, and maybe that was the connection he was looking for?

Kezzi: /Id follow you to the ends of the earth/ the words rang through his ears, and they comforted him, holding his broken heart back into one. He felt so full his face turned up into a genuine smile. “Good…cause same…” biting his lower lip a bit before burying his face into the other’s chest to hide the fact he was feeling pretty goofy happy. However, he did take a sharp turn again to look back at the man. “Leave?? Never! I’ve become accustomed to a certain standard of living now…aka you,” his eyes shined as he spoke to the other with confident vulnerability. His arms wrapping around him now in a tight squeeze, a reassuring embrace. It didn’t take long for him to feel the man relax under him, and eventually speak, but it only left the leopard confused. What did he mean coincidence? His brow cocked and he asked curiously now, “What do you mean?” His voice light, inquisitive as he traced the other’s face for any sort of clue. Did Remi also have siblings that were taken away? He did mention having a sister earlier in the day, Possibly…that’s the only thing that would make any sense to him. However, without jumping to conclusions he just simply waited for the wolf to elaborate.

Geezie: Watching the leopard completely light up at such easy, true words made his heart swell, and he just couldn’t take his eyes off of him. His adorable freckled face scrunched up with the force of the giddy smile, a bright pink dusting his cheeks, the wolf couldn't stop the smile that overtook his own face. Taking in a very full deep breath through his nose, Remi tried his very best to remove himself from the past situation, and tell it as an unbiased third party, despite the topic bringing up very real memories that seemed so far off.. It was undeniably crazy that it had been two weeks without the only person in his family that didn’t deserve their alleged untimely death, and he wasn’t any closer than he had been. Normally, he wouldn't even think about opening up about something so personal to him to a stranger, but at this point, Levi was way more than that. When Remi finally found the words to speak, he was slow; deliberate, as if he was preparing himself with his emerald eyes locked on the blank space between them. “Well.. I haaad? Have? As mentioned, A sister named Meeko.. She used to be the only one who could tolerate any time with me.” The same lifeless chuckle fell from his lips sadly. “I haven’t seen her in about two weeks.. She went to a party at some guy's frat house, and I was supposed to make sure she came home okay..” His breath hitched in his throat as he thought of her, and her innocent face, causing him to have to squeeze his eyes shut to rid his mind of the painful memories. “And honestly, it was right before my mother was dismembered in our house while I was gone..” The memory that came back to Remi as he thought of that day, and his mother, but that memory seemed to kick the wolf back to emotionless towards the events, instead of upset. “Kinda explains why you met me the way you did.” The last sentence was mumbled, still for the first time ever, rather ashamed at how he had greeted the leopard before. “Whoever found out about me getting a car from my uncle beat me there, and I found his whole garage trashed when I stopped by to get out of town asap..” His neon eyes slowly panned up to be able to read the look on the leopard's face, although he assumed he would be pitied, like everyone else seemed to.

Kezzi: Levi couldn’t help but sometimes notice how the joy on his face was contagious to Remi. His face always seeming to light up, the lines of stress would turn to that of happiness and it’s all he wanted for the both of them at this point. The moment Remi started to open up Levi’s face shifted softly, to that of someone who was very intently listening. He began to subconsciously rub the large man’s chest as he spoke. Tenderly he brushed a few strands of black hair away from the now seemingly emotionless man. “I’m so glad the universe brought you to me….” He whispered once the man finished speaking. “You have suffered a lot, and it also sounds like you don’t have any support…but!” He smiled gently now at the wolf touching his hand to the man’s cheek. “You have me now, and…we can help each other build back a family network..we both deserve it! But…thank you for sharing that with me, it must have been really hard to be vulnerable like that…I feel honored that you trust me,” nodding with confidence before his hand reached down, taking the larger’s and then bringing it up to his lips and kissing it softly. “We will find our siblings! I know if Meeko is your sister, she’s strong…we will find her…” reassuring the wolf with sparkling ceruleans, he didn't want to bring too much attention to the other's trauma. Risking it may send him spiraling while intoxicated, so Levi handled the following with love, and care. With reassurance and support.

Geezie: Remi was silent, completely dumbstruck by the leopard after every response. Where did this man even come from? Was there another planet that also contained shifters that were all as perfect, and compassionate as Levi? Because until now, the wolf had never met one. Emotions running high, Remi cleared his throat quickly as more of habit than the need, a dark blush, an interesting change on the man’s tanned cheeks as he tried to recover from the other’s kind words. Although he could only trip over his own syllables, stammering clumsily as his cheeks only got a darker shade of pink the more and more awkward he got. Once the soft cool flesh of the other’s hand brushed across his cheek, Remi’s body quite literally melted into it and quieted him and his anxiety slowly, before he was finally able to collect himself enough to put his thoughts back together. “Y’know Levi.. You are honestly the most perfect person I’ve ever met..” The twinkling in his eyes was nearly disorienting from the brightness, but a warm smile tugged the corners of his mouth. The wolf’s usually limited emotional ram was peaking, his emerald orbs now silently filling to the brims with tears. Remi had never even had his own mother run her fingers through his hair, or even just say that single word in an endearing, inclusive way… Family.. it was something that just always seemed so far away from the wolf.. But here he was, unable to tear his eyes away from Levi now.

Kezzi: Levi blushed brightly once more and buried his face back into the wolf’s chest with a smile wrapped around his face. “I wouldn’t say perfect…but from you? That means everything…” he mumbled gently into the wolf’s chest. He yawned softly before shaking his head back and forth. “We’re gonna find them…I know it…” he muttered once more before silence fell over him, unable to fight back the urge as his body slowly shut down. Between everything that happened today alone on top of the heroin slowly escaping him, his entire soul just felt tired. His chest slowing down as his breaths became deeper, his arms still wrapped tightly around Remi, his legs now as well, feeling content…safe…connected. Everything was going to be sorted and he was going to finally have a family again. Not that a family with just Remi, wasn’t enough, but if their siblings were out there…it was up to them to reunite them. Levi was more motivated than ever, he couldn’t wait to see them…Erin…Connor…he missed them everyday, thinking of them in everything he saw. Meeting Meeko, someone so close to Remi, feeling honored to share this journey together even. As the leopard drifted into sleep his fingers tightened their grip on the man below, almost afraid he’d float away while he was asleep.

The morning light shined through the colorful tapestries strewn about the bus windows. Levi’s face tickled as he could feel the rays against his lidded eyes. He became somewhat conscious, eyes still closed. Then he felt it. The sweating, the pounding in his head, and suddenly he felt incredibly nauseous…Levi slowly sat up, before it felt like a hurricane hit him, he quickly clasped a hand over his mouth, and with lightening speed and smooth reflexes, untangled from Remi. The cat hopped out of bed and tossed himself onto the bathroom floor, throwing up rather violently in the toilet. The leopard groaned softly, feeling worse than he’s ever felt in a long time.

To Be Continued…

Go to https://the kinky leopard.tumblr.com/tagged/canon for parts 1-4

#remixlevi #oc #original character #writer #fic writer #smut #roleplay transcript #roleplay #canon #RemixLevi Lore

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sys-out-print · 1 year

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cocktails + kinnporsche

it's very much procrastination featuring casual drinking and wiki spirals, the fuel for this episode of nobody-asked-but-listen.

cocktails: shown

1. Blue Margarita

“and for Lada…a little special, i’ll handle it”

the drink name was not mentioned but this looks to be a blue margarita:

tequlia + lime juice + blue curaçao + simple syrup + salt rim

a blue margarita introduces the colour by using blue curaçao instead of the more common orange liqueur (triple sec), which despite the decidedly unnatural colour, is an liqueur that is also orange flavoured (the colour is artificially added), and slightly more bitter than triple sec.

this was also served to tankhun during his virgin visit to yok’s bar (or at least a suspiciously similar blue drink).

🔗 Blue Margarita Recipe

2. Burnt Orange Old Fashioned

“make me a drink”

i mean, they already dropped the ingredients, it’s an (bourbon) old fashioned:

bourbon + sugar + aromatic bitters + orange rind

except! there is a slight variation.

serving an old fashioned usually involves squeezing and occasionally rubbing (no minds in the proverbial gutters) an orange peel around the cup, typically on the rim to let the citrus oil add a little extra flavour and aroma to the drink (a good cocktail tastes great and smells great, as is the common adage).

porsche torches the orange peel instead, which is interesting. the flame used might be to add some smoke and enhance the orange-y aroma (fire slightly caramelises the citrus oil).

or maybe, it’s just to add a little flair to the cocktail preparation. appreciatively, porsche taking the time and extra-ness to make a fancier old fashioned might just be an act of dominance posturing in the capacity of his station, behind the bar and beneath the unavowed threat of a bunch of mafia dudes in the bar sitting in a row like the rockettes.

🔗 Burnt Orange Old Fashioned Cocktail Recipe

🔗 Cocktail 101: How to flame an orange twist granish

🔗 The Blanchard Old Fashioned

3. Flaming B-52 Shot

“ffffiiiiirrrrreeeee”

a lit drink, literally. probably a flaming B-52 shot:

coffee liqueur + baileys + grand marnier + rum

or, a b-52 shot with flames (courtesy of the rum), served with a heatproof straw to protect the pretty faces.

porsche knows how to start a party. liquor com describes the drink as a good-looking shot that “goes down easily and is usually followed by calls for another round”, which was exactly what happened.

🔗 Flaming B-52 Shot

🔗 B-52

3. il cuore de kinn

“meaning?” “kinn’s heart”

very sweet, literally. from the short bartending kinn clip, the drink has:

honey: specifically a honey with the label “THAI HONEY” (which is also in my kitchen cabinet).

2. xii gin: it’s only in a blue bottle, which took some creative googling. had a suspicion it was a gin / tequlia / vodka of some sort, given how the drink is honey coloured (so clear alcohol, not flavoured liquors such as campari, kahua etc) and those are the usual alcohol used in mixes. xii gin is also a dry gin, which would be better for what i think this cocktail is.

3. lemon: it was on the cutting board (which is very messy, tell-tale sign that the man hasn’t worked in food service ever TT TT) with a huge chunk taken out of it, lemon juice was probably in that drink

as expected, there isn’t some ready recipe for one to be at a bar ordering kinn’s heart, but i believe this is likely a Bee’s Knees:

honey syrup + lemon juice + gin

the gin used should preferably be a dry one (see above on gin xii). the ingredients are shaken, which results in a cocktail that has a yellow hue identical to the drink that kinn is serving up — if it looks like a duck, swims like a duck, and quacks like a duck, then it probably is a duck.

side note: point to make is that most recipes call for a honey syrup, not just honey, like kinn is doing because honey doesn’t incorporate very well being a viscous liquid, especially in cold drinks (the cocktail is usually shaken with ice, because tepid cocktails should not exist).

earlier in the same episode, the drinks the boat party attendees are also drinking a similar drink.

🔗 Gin XII Provence

🔗 Thai Honey (Longon)

🔗 Bee’s Knees

🔗 Bee’s Knees Cocktail

cocktails: mentioned

1. Pink Lady

“for this beautiful Jang. Pink lady”

well, porsche sure knows how to pick em drinks, pretty drink for a pretty lady:

gin + applejack + lemon juice + grenadine + egg white

it looks cute and tastes more of candy than spirits but there is a lot of alcohol in the drink.

2. Shaken Vodka Martini

“and the charming kaproy, vodka martini, shaken, not stirred”

to remember that a customer prefers vodka (martinis are also commonly made with gin) in her shaken (martinis can also be stirred) martini is why porsche deserve a lot of drink tips.

this is also popularly known as the james bond drink:

vodka + vermouth + olives

shaking vs stirring

shaking a cocktail (usually with ice) dilutes the drink more (making it weaker) and chills the liquids faster, nothing you wouldn’t expect from going for a rough tumble with ice.

gin vs vodka

gin tastes “botanical” (herby) and vodka is easier to drink (aka less complex).

🔗 Classic Vodka Martini Recipe

🔗 007 Martini Recipe

🔗 James Bond requested that his Martini be "shaken not stirred"? Would it make any difference?

others

1. A T Beer

“what are you doing here”

i don’t think this beer is an actual product. the too-obvious placement should have tipped me off. Chang comes into mind when i think about a thai beer that also use green glass bottles.

🔗 Thai Beer Culture and the Most Popular Beers in Thailand

2. Remy Martin Louis XIII

“do what you want to do”

it’s an expensive cognac, more than a month of my wage kind of expensive. the slight confusion in the bottle being the Louis XIII (the cognac, not the french king) but the cap being more Martin XO (does not cost my monthly wage).

🔗 Remy Martin Louis XIII 700ml w/Gift Box

🔗 Remy Martin XO 700ml w/ Gift Box

3. Fever-Tree Premium Indian Tonic Water

“welcome to hum bar!”

not an alcohol but a mixer still counts right?

🔗 Fever-Tree Premium Indian Tonic Water Bottle

4. Generic Whiskey

maybe it’s bourbon, or scotch. it is just a brownish drink in a nice glass usually served from a crystal decanter and whiskey fulfils fictional tropes of both the mafia and rich people. the bar at the back also seem to only contain whiskey bottles.

5. Generic Champagne

it could be prosecco, but i’m not going to insult the Theerapanyakun wealth like that.

(okay, that's all)

#kinnporche the series #kinnporsche #alcohol #cocktails #please drink responsibly #and safely #and legally #writing

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rose---child · 2 years

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i think its funny how both neil cicierega and emmy cicierega are both influential in their field and until recently both of them hid in the background. lemon demon is now known as a name, but both of them have projects that they have worked on are well known

owl house

duck tales

gravity falls

sure thats not alot, but like those are well known shows

#rosechild

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badluck990 · 3 months

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Febuwhump Day 5 - Rope Burns

Mind control, why was it always mind control? Nathan had been doing this timeline travel thing for a couple years now. His head still hurt when Cecil gave the explanation each time,

“Basically there are some individuals who aren’t tied down to timeflow like they should be, this can manifest in a number of ways, like immortality or time loops. For you it appears like you seem to notice when the timeline changes while others get their memories essentially overridden.”

How or why Cecil didn’t have an answer about the timeflow thing was just something she heard myths about, nevertheless, that had been Nathan’s life for the past… Five? Three? Years? It was hard to keep track of time since this started. The point was there were some constants. For example, in literally every timeline the government(crown or not) was always corrupt. That was usually where they came in.

Nine times out of ten there was some mind control stuff going on. This was true in their original timeline before things got weird. But maybe that’s why they were the one being shoved around the timestream; they had their own control in the form of strings, like those of a puppet. They were stronger than many other types of control and could ride another's…Kinda.

They couldn’t break them out of the control unless it was really basic method, but as long as they stayed in range the strings wouldn’t fade and they could keep the original control at bay.

This time around they were up against a usual threat, a light poisoned girl named Angel. Seemed to be an issue in one of every five timelines. In this one everything was decided by a (probably rigged) lottery that took place on March 15th.

“Stop expositioning and tell me what you see!” Lemon growled

“Stop listening to my thoughts and do your job!” Nathan glared down at the window ears pinning back. “She’s got Ceil.”

“Who?”

“Oh, you guys don’t know her in this timeline.”

“Stop with the timeline shit and just tell me who she is!”

“She’s a greyhound, you know the creatures that turn everything they hold on them grayscale?”

“I know what a greyhound is, Nathan.”

“The point is one of her eyes still has color,”

“How?!”

“I don’t know! The point is Angel has them alright?”

“Fine, fine, let's just get them back to base already.”

The building in question was simply a bunch of ‘apartments’, granted as nice as they were, they weren’t sure if they actually counted as an apartment at the scale of ‘high-class’ they were at. But nitpicking aside they had to act like they had to act like they belonged there and get up to Angel’s room.

“You know it's weird?”

“Mhm?”

“She’s light poisoned but she had a window…”

“I’ve heard of light pollution but what in grandcloud’s name is Light poisoning?”

“It means light can kill her…in a very excruciating way. Her white hair is a tall tale sign of it.

“Maybe that’s not a thing in this ‘timeline’ and she’d just always had white hair here?”

“Are you trying to be annoying?”

“Duh.”

They ducked into the stairwell as they saw the pink dressy bitch leave her room, “I swear, why can’t they ever actually bring stuff up to the room like I ask,” she whined whilst Lemon and Nathan snuck in.

Ceil’s lottery had placed her as a personal servant, not the worst of fates. Better than being a corporate servant…Unfortunately when she tried to avoid said fate it meant that the person she was assigned to could choose how to subdue her and they choose control, essentially turning her into a quiet cleaning drone. Therefore she didn’t react hearing the dragon kick open the door behind her.

“It was unlocked, you didn’t have to do that.”

“Just do your thing Kitty.”

“I’m older than you, you piss colored flying piece of sass!”

Arguing that Nathan got to work letting the messy scribbles in his eyes move into straight lines as his strings curled around his fingers before lunging out at Ceil, pinning her arms to her side, she squirmed a bit. Occupational control. Of course it had to be one of the types he actually had some difficulty with.

“I think I can get her out of it, but I need you to hold on to me?”

“What why?”

“So that if it starts to reflect you can pull me out before it’s too late.”

“Roger that.”

Burning. White. Hot. Burning. She couldn’t look down to see what, but she was bound by a sort of burning rope. Within a second it felt like it had gotten under their skin and was moving around like a snake hunting for a prey it could not find. She wanted to scream but neither the rope nor her captive’s control would let her. Who were these people, what were they-

“Doing?”

She startled herself saying that aloud and turned around feeling the rope no longer burning, and while it was still wrapped around her torso her arms were free, and for the first time since she had been caught she could feel the world again.

The Animalistic the rope tied back to was kneeling on the floor trying to catch their breath.

“Good. I was starting to think it wouldn’t work. Names Lemon, the kitty on the floor is Nathan and he tells me your Ceil?”

“How do you know that?”

“Timelines,” he huffed out. “Too long an explanation to get through before Angel gets back-

“Do you know anything else about me?”

“You’re pink eye. Now then, my strings are keeping the occupational control at bay so we need to get out here fast and together.”

“There’s only the door, and she’ll probably be back any minute.”

“How about the window?” Lemon suggested.

“We’re on the fifth floor!” Nathan snapped.

“So? I can fly and carry you bo-”

Nathan’s ears twitched, “She’s coming, get the window open.”

Unlike the door Lemon actually tried to pry the lock itself into opening, not wanting to get glass into her wings. Just as it swung open Angel returned furious at the sight before her.

Thinking fast Lemon grabbed the pair and jumped. Angel tried to grab them only to stick her head back inside as her hair turned black.

Stupid Light Poisoning.

@febuwhump

#Febuwhump2024 #Febuwhump #Febuwhumpday5 #Rope burns #Mind control #Magic #Caste system #servitude #curses

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upkarma3 · 1 year

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lemonduckisnowawake · 7 months

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Living Before the Edge

Okay wow. I did not expect to actually do the @inklings-challenge but I somehow did! This was so fun, as well, so many thanks to the organizers who created this! I was on Team Lewis and decided to take the more sci-fi-ish prompt (though I fear it's more fantastical regardless). I shouldn't have to give and content warnings but please let me know if you think I do!

“Are you lost—”

“meluAAAAAAAAAN!”

A sigh.

“Are you—”

“Meluan, where are you, you little brat?”

The voice is close.

“Are you lost in the—”

The door burst open, interrupting Meluan’s third attempt to record her advertisement. She swiveled on her chair to see a very irate Wynan standing at the entrance, one hand on the door to keep it open.

Meluan considered jumping out of the window into the deep expanse of space, but she was pretty certain that Meryan had installed safety locks to avoid that happening…again. Eh, she’d get past them like always, but Meryan’s inventions were getting a lot harder to reverse engineer these—

A smack on the head and the door creaking shut reminded her that she currently had company.

“Ach, what do you want? What do you want?!” Meluan complained, shaking her head and rolling back, her chair crashing against the desk and jostling all the equipment on top of it.

Wynan was still glaring, her deep violet-black eyes boring into Meluan’s displeased form.

“You’re such an idiot,” Wynan stated, as if it was a fact rather than an opinion, her gaze settling back into something more neutral and relieved. “Meryan and I have been calling and texting your phone for the last half-hour. Relani even went outside to look for you, thinking you’d thrown yourself out again.”

Meluan grumbled, rubbing her head where Wynan had smacked it and using her other hand to dig through her pockets to fish out the phone she’d put on mute. “I was fine. I left you guys a note in the kitchen…”

Her words trailed off as she fished out both a phone and a sticky note attached to the back that said, ‘Will be in the silent room. Get me in an hour if I don’t establish contact within then.’

She stared at the yellow piece of paper with black ink stains.

“Oh…whoops.” Her eyes flickered to Wynan, who rolled her eyes. “Hey!” Meluan protested the action. “I was fine! I was planning on leaving a note, see?” She waved her phone with the note still on it at her sister.

“Key word being planning, actual fact being that you worried the three of us sick by disappearing during the morning,” Wynan sighed, settling down on the other chair and taking out her own phone. “Anyway, what were you doing?” she asked conversationally, texting the Meryan and Relani that Meluan had been safely located.

“I was just recording an advertisement for our station,” Meluan explained, pocketing her phone and the note once again and gesturing to the recording equipment on the table. She tapped the mic, sending an echo bouncing within the silent room. “But why were you guys looking for me? I’m not usually up in what we’ve established as the morning.”

Wynan raised an eyebrow at the first statement but didn’t comment, instead choosing to answer, “We have a new guest.”

Oh.

Meluan hopped out of her chair, remembering to switch off the mic. “Right, sorry…” she winced, fetching her jacket. “Lead the way.”

And lead the way Wynan did, going through the hallway of their space station, dramatically nicknamed the Abode Before the Void, then the A-Void, thanks to Meluan. It was a rather small station—not really a station at all, actually.

A-Void was a three-story house, to put it simply. It had a few extra features, such as a rocket engine and some additional parts that made it more…rocketish/stationish. But when one lost in the deep abyss of space would find it, their first comment would likely be and astonished, “Well, what’s a house doing floating at the edge of space?” When going inside A-Void, the same person would probably continue to be astonished on how it looked like a completely ordinary home with completely ordinary rooms, save for two, inhabited by completely ordinary-looking women.

When Wynan and Meluan found their way to the living room, they indeed found one such astonished person sitting on the sofa, blanket around them and steaming mug of one of Meryan’s concoctions on the coffee table in front.

“Welcome to the place you should A-Void!” Meluan exclaimed by way of greeting, sliding down the banister and bouncing up to land lightly on the coffee table.

While the figure in front of her did jump at her sudden entrance, the drink amazingly did not.

“Off the table, Meluan,” a new voice spoke up.

Both the figure wrapped in the blanket and Melun looked up to see a smiling woman with round glasses coming from the door. She carried a tray full of biscuits and cakes, which she promptly set on the table once Meluan had jumped off it.

“Sorry, Meryan,” Meluan muttered, not sounding sorry at all as she grinned impishly at their guest.

The figure swallowed, their eyes flitting from Meluan and Meryan.

“So sorry to keep you waiting,” Wynan spoke up, settling behind the sofa. When the figure flinched at her voice, jolting to look at her, Wynan added more carefully, “…would you care to give us a name?”

The figure swallowed, opening their mouth before closing it, hanging their head.

Meluan and Wynan exchanged a glance.

“Ah, can’t speak?” Meluan guessed, staring at the person, trying to get a better read when they nodded, confirming Meluan’s guess.

At first glance, the figure seemed to be a rather short and scrawny man, with dark brown hair closely cropped and sharp almond-shaped eyes. Their skin was about a shade darker than Relani’s but lighter than Wynan’s, and though their hunched posture was not very impressive, the knives they had strapped in multiple places and the muscles carefully hidden under their concerningly sheer sleeves—almost covered by the blanket—were not missed. Also not to be missed, Meluan noted, were their prominent tapered ears decorated with rather intricate earrings.

“Uh, don’t hate me for this but are you a man?” Meluan decided on blathering, sensing their discomfort at her staring.

Their guest blinked and rather guiltily nodded before grimacing at Meluan’s nonjudgmental gaze and quickly shook their head.

“…woman?”

A pause before they nodded, not really meeting Meluan’s eyes.

“Do you want to write down your story? Would you rather sign? Meryan here knows all the languages in the multi—er, world,” Meluan continued easily, taking a seat on the coffee table and smiling at their guest.

Their guest hesitated before slowly taking out her arms. “…who…are you? All of you.”

Fortunately, the sign language was one all three present knew. Given that, Meryan and Wynan stayed silent, letting Meluan do all the talking.

“Us? Uh…well, that’s difficult. You could say we’re sisters—we have another one but she’s currently outside,” Meluan answered, leaning back and looking up to the ceiling. Thinking about it some more, she returned her gaze to their guest. “I mean, our living situation is odd but we’re not anyone you should know, you know? But what about you? Do you have a name?”

The guest hesitated before signing the symbols for “solar eclipse.”

Wynan and Meluan both glanced at Meryan, unable to parse the language from the signs. For her part, Meryan took a seat on the rocking chair, frowning.

“Your name is…Sinnelia?” she tried and received an eager nod. Meryan smiled. “That’s a lovely name.”

The beam Sinnelia gave back to Meryan transformed her hesitant and somewhat pinched features into something softer, rather…adorable, too, despite her height. Actually…

“One moment, Sinnelia. You don’t have to answer this if it makes you uncomfortable,” Meluan broke in, tilting her head in suspicious curiosity. “But you’re…not a man or woman, are you? You’re a child, a girl.”

Sinnelia froze, whipping her head at Meluan, her brown eyes widening in fear.

“Woah, no need to look so afraid of us,” Meluan soothed, tapping the table. “We’re at the edge of the universe. And there’s no reason for us to send you back to wherever you came from. You’re a guest here, and you can run away from here at any time, too…though, uh, please at least steal some provisions from us first. And preferably a space suit.”

While Meluan’s words managed to take the edge of Sinnelia’s skittishness, she still looked tense. And also confused.

Wynan sighed. “Ignore her, Sinnelia. She doesn’t know what she’s saying half the time.”

“Well, it’s true,” Meluan protested, making a face at Wynan before her expression morphed back into something friendlier for the wide-eyed Sinnelia. “Don’t listen to her either, dear. Wynan’s just cranky because I caused some trouble.”

“If I was cranky every time you caused trouble, I’d be perpetually in a bad mood.”

“Are you not?”

A loud sigh from the stairway leading to the living room interrupted their argument. “Children, don’t fight,” Relani’s quiet soprano voice chided them.

Sinnelia jumped at the new voice, turning to see the other women’s dark-haired “oldest” sister in a space suit. When Relani caught Sinnelia’s gaze, she gave her a kind smile. “Welcome to our humble home.”

“And that’s Relani, our oldest sister,” Meluan explained to Sinnelia, handing her the still-steaming drink before the child could huddle back into the blanket.

Sinnelia took it, gratefully sipping the warm liquid and blinking at the pleasant taste. That was Meryan’s specific kind of magic for you.

“And our guest is called Sinnelia,” Meluan introduced. “Happy to see you back, Relani! How was space?”

The flat look Relani gave Meluan was response enough, and Meluan took that as permission to focus on their guest again. “Sooo…Sinnelia. Again, you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to. But what brings you to the edge of the universe?”

Sinnelia stopped drinking, the mug still in her mouth before she set it down and looked down at her lap, her hands tightly clasped together there.

“You don’t want to tell us? That’s fine,” Meluan waved off, nodding with a look that one would call smug if it wasn’t so full of mischief.

When Sinnelia looked up at her, she laughed. “I’m serious.” Meluan gestured at the other women and herself. “Again, we have no reason to probe about your life story, though you’re welcome to probe us about us! We love talking.”

“You love talking,” Wynan corrected while Meryan and Relani laughed. But her expression softened somewhat when Sinnelia stared at her. “But she’s not wrong. You must be feeling overwhelmed, after all, lost in space and now suddenly having four people be loud around you. We’re always happy to answer any more questions you have.”

Slowly unfurling her fingers from their tight grip, Sinnelia looked up, blinking at Wynan and Relani behind her before her eyes traced the line between Meryan and Meluan, settling at the last woman.

Lifting her fingers, she carefully asked, “What…is this place? I thought…there was nothing at the edge of the universe.”

Meluan laughed, throwing her arms out and almost hitting Meryan. “This place? This is the Abode Before the Void—”

“That’s the best name we have so far,” Wynan supplied.

“—it’s a…resting stop, if you want,” Meluan continued as if uninterrupted, tapping her fingers against the wood again. “It can also be a place to resupply, a place to talk, a place for…anything, really. Because you’re right that there’s nothing at the edge of universe, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t something before it.” Her sparkling dark eyes softened as she met Sinnelia’s brown ones. “And, you know…it can also be a home.”

Sinnelia blinked. “Is it…your home?”

All four residents of said home nodded as Meluan chirped, “Yep! It used to just be Meryan’s home here, then Wynan’s, then Relani’s, and finally mine. We weren’t always sisters but…the relationship kind of built from there.”

Meryan’s eyebrows went up at the comment. “Uh huh…don’t listen to her, Sinnelia. It was actually Meluan here first.”

Meluan glanced sideways at her sister. “Well, perhaps, but I said it was your home first. It was never my home until all three of you were here.”

At those words, Meryan and Relani’s eyes almost instantly teared up, and even Wynan looked away.

“Meluan…” Relani sniffed, skirting around the sofa to crush said woman in a hug.

“Argh, get off, Relaniiiii! What did I do this time?!” Meluan protested, startled at the sudden display of emotion from the other ladies. “Sorry, sorry, Sinnelia!” she sputtered, looking over Relani’s shoulder at the girl. “They’re all so sensitive, honestly, and I always make them cry—ouch! Too tight, Relani…”

“Sorry,” Relani unrepentantly apologized, letting the shorter woman go, turning to smile at Sinnelia. “Do you want a hug as well?”

Sinnelia startled and shook her head, blushing at the offer. “I see that you’re all very close…” she quickly commented. There was something almost longing in her gaze, a story untold before she shook it off, adding, “But I still don’t understand this place.”

Still behind her, Wynan crossed her arms over the sofa’s backrest, humming in thought. “Well, I’m not sure how to explain this,” she pondered. “It’s like Meluan said. It’s an abode at the edge of the universe…and anyone who finds this place can do whatever they want. Stay, leave, rest, even attempt to destroy it.”

There was a knowing smile exchanged between all four women at the last words that seemed to bewilder the poor child.

“Preferably don’t destroy it. I’m rather fond of this place, not that it can be easily destroyed,” Meryan added, grinning mischievously as she took a biscuit from the plate. She broke half of it and offered it to Sinnelia, who took it after some hesitation.

“Just know,” Meryan continued between bites of the bready pastry, “we’re very serious in telling you that you’re welcome to stay here as long as you need. Or want.”

Setting her treat back on the plate, Sinnelia stared at Meryan, her hand gestures small and tense as she asked, “I’m not…intruding?”

“Of course not. This house is always open to anyone who needs a home for the time being,” the bespectacled woman assured. Her eyes falling on Meluan, who was stacking the cookies while Relani was carefully rescuing them from breaking, she added, “And to anyone who ever needs to come back.”

“You couldn’t intrude on us if you tried,” Relani agreed. “Besides, didn’t Wynan and Meryan bring you here?”

They had, in fact, and while neither Relani nor Meluan had been present, they could guess that they had saved the poor child from the emptiness of space. The somewhat healthier state they saw Sinnelia in right now was probably due to Meryan’s particular touch on the drinks. After Wynan used her own touch to give the girl a restful sleep, and Relani whipped up some of her special food, she’d likely be in tiptop health.

But the child didn’t know any of that.

She merely nodded at Relani’s observation, her shoulders relaxing from the tension they’d been locked in. And looking back at Wynan, Sinnelia signed clearly to her, “Thank you for helping me when I was going to die…I suppose…I didn’t really want to die, given how grateful I am to be alive.”

“And thank goodness that you’re alive,” Meryan quietly muttered, rocking back and forth quietly. “I hope you don’t ever feel so burned and trapped that you believe you must flee to the cold edge of the universe to find healing.”

“Mhmm,” Wynan agreed, smiling when Sinnelia’s head jerked back forwards to gape at Meryan. “I’m just glad we found you when we did.”

Tears began to form in Sinnelia’s eyes.

Clearly, they had touched a sensitive area.

“Oh, woah! Ladies, keep the sappiness down a bit!” Meluan stammered, back on her feet. “There, there, Sinnelia, don’t cry. Or, no…just let it out. You’re all right to cry here.”

And she did…crying silent tears, head lowered and one arm covering her face. Wynan rubbed the girl’s back soothingly while Relani went to the kitchen to fetch some of her more savory treats and warm up more of Meryan’s drinks.

When Sinnelia had collected herself, however, she looked up at them all, eyes rimmed with red and looking more and more like the child Meluan had earlier noted she was. “I’m sorry,” she managed shakily. “I just…am scared that this is a dream.”

“No, no…dreaming is for sleeping—oof,” Meluan sputtered when Wynan threw a pillow at her face.

“There’s no real way to tell if this is a dream, true, except for our assurances that this is very real,” Wynan offered the girl. “But there’s nothing to be scared of here.”

That only set off more tears, though they seemed tears of relief.

“Unless you want to be scared! But again, if you want to run, at least steal some of our stuff before heading back out—ach, Meryan!” Meluan gagged when the other woman unexpectedly grabbed her in a chokehold.

Meryan chuckled. “Enough, Meluan, you’re confusing the poor girl, and she seems confused enough already.”

Tentatively, Sinnelia wiped her eyes as she offered the two of them a smile. “I’m…all right. And…if it’s all right, can I stay? Just for a little bit. I know I’m asking a lot when you don’t know me but I…want to stay.”

“Of course,” Relani laughed, offering the girl one of the more savory cold pastries. “I wish we could explain better what this place is, but for now, if you know that you’re allowed to stay here at this Abode Before the Void and rest, that’s enough.”

And after another drink from the mug, Sinnelia took the pastry, watery eyes shining.

…………

“Are you lost at the edge of the universe? Have you reached the final frontier and realized you want to go beyond? Well, my friends traversing this cold emptiness, my fellow lost ones who have wondered if going beyond to the void and emptiness is better than wandering this eternal frost…before you decide to take that step across the edge of your universe, won’t you consider sharing a meal with four rather bored personages? Our company may be wanting but our home and food should hopefully be enough to make up for it. And you won’t even have to look for us either. We’re more than happy to find you if you so wish. And anyway…”

A merry little laugh interrupts the cheerfully dramatic monologue.

“Our home is always right there before the edge of the universe. Feel free to come in.”

#inklingschallenge #team lewis #genre: space travel #theme: shelter #i suppose food and drink and a touch of visiting the sick as well?#story: complete #for the words!#lemon duck quacks #i hope i got the story posting format right for tumblr....#anyway christian themes in spaaaace! woohoo!#lemon duck tales

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possibly-in-wonderland · 1 year

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Here's a llama, There's a llama, and another little llama, Fuzzy llama, Funny llama, llama, llama, Duck.

llama, llama, Cheesecake llama, Tablet, brick, potato, llama, llama, llama, Mushroom llama, llama, llama, Duck,

I was once a treehouse I lived in a cake But I never saw the way The orange slayed the rake I was only three years dead But it told a tale And now listen, little child To the safety rail

Did you ever see a llama Kiss a llama On the llama llama's llama Tastes of llama llama llama Duck

Half a llama Twice the llama Not a llama Farmer llama llama in a car Alarm a llama llama Duck

Is this how it's told now? Is it all so old? Is it made of lemon juice? Doorknob, ankle, cold Now my song is getting thin I've run out of luck Time for me to retire now And become a duck

#someone end me

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zanvis-trash-blog · 5 years

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Top 10 ships of mine

(These aren't in order)

10: roman x virgil (sanders sides)

9: patton x logan (sanders sides)

8: logan x virgil (sanders sides)

7: Zane x Travis (aphmau)

6: daphne x velma (scooby doo)

5: gogo x honey lemon (big hero 6)

4: webby x lena (ducktales)

3: starfire x raven (teen titans)

2: raven x tera (teen titans)

1: kawaii~Chan x kaitlyn (aphmau)

As you can see I like gay ships

#aphmau #sanders sides #teen titans #duck tales #scooby doo #prinxiety #logicality #analogical #zanvis #whatever velma and daphnes ship name is #whatever gogo and honey lemons ship name is #weblena #whatever starfire and ravens ship name is #what ever raven and teras ship name is #whatever kawaii~chans and kaitlyns ship name is #gay

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therapy-ghost · 2 years

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ℝ𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕠

Hello, I am the Therapy ghost, and i am here to aid, help, and provide too you all.

This space is safe for everyone, wether you identify as a girl, a boy, a person, or anything that you can think of.

Will Not Do:

smut/lemons/limes

anything that will over sexualize a character

ships (i cant write them)

crossovers

incest

pedophilia

writing romantic for young children

Will Do:

fluff

headcanons(Yandere(platonic or not), friends, and dating)

(maybe) series

exchange match ups

playlist(for characters or pov’s)

scenarios

one shots

imagines

incorrect quotes

x reader(Female, male, Non binary, dont give a shit)

songfic

angst

Fandoms:

Mha/Bnha

Demon slayer

Tales of arcadia(3below, trollhunters, and wizards)

Resident evil (in general)

DC(Batfam, young justice, any of the movies, Gotham, and general to the comics)

Marvel(MCU, cartoons, anything)

jjba(all parts up to 6)

danganronpa (V1, V2, and V3)

twisted wonderland.

Avatar the last airbender

Legend of Korra

TMNT

Helluva Boss

Hazbin Hotel

obey me! Shall we date

Slashers(literally any, from Jason to Patrick bateman, to even Hannibal lecter)

The walking dead(all seasons)

monster high (generation 1 only)

the mighty ducks (movies only)

Wednesday Series

Pokemon(sun and moon, sword and shield, scarlet and violet)

Genshin impact

Harry potter(Movies and no marauders era)

Bully(like the game by Rockstar)

one piece(anime and Live action, no movie’s)

Request or ask anything,Tag me, reblog my posts and have a wonderful day, Bye Boo!

(And if i find that any of my work has been taken with out me being taged, there will be issues)

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findingjoynweirdstuff · 3 years

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Dream SMP Recap (August 15/2021) - Head Trades

Tommy builds himself a waterfall and goes fishing with Bad and Skeppy.

Foolish continues his new build, but when Bad confronts him about L’Sandburg’s destruction, the two work things out with a deal.

A brief summary of the week’s total events can be found at the end of the post.

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VOD LINKS:

TommyInnit

Foolish

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- Tommy looks at Phil’s renovations on L’manburg and says he’s decided to go back on his Netherite thing and get some better gear and a trident to do some building

- He travels over to Logsted while talking to chat and retrieves his stored items, though he leaves the Axe of Peace

- Tommy explores around the main area a bit before returning to his house

- He builds a waterfall leading down from his house to Puffy’s duck pond

- Then he visits the spider farm and Techno’s house to enchant

- While Tommy destroys the flag of Italy/Ranboo, Bad logs on to hang out and brings Skeppy along with him, and they talk about Tommy having COVID

- As a present, Bad hands Tommy a picture of clown Jack Manifold. Tommy promptly burns it

- Skeppy puts on Tommy’s head and Tommy demands to have it

- Tommy and Bad work on enchantments at the spider spawner and Foolish logs on

- Tommy, Skeppy and Bad bicker over the items and Skeppy and Bad go running. Skeppy logs off and Tommy takes Bad on a bonding fishing retreat while Skeppy trolls him by keeping the trident

- Tommy kills Skeppy and Bad immediately kills Tommy, guarding the pile of dropped things. After repeatedly dying, Tommy gets the trident and runs away to the L’manburg docks

- Bad and Skeppy show up at the docks and Bad gives Tommy a pickaxe. They keep fishing together. Then Bad leaves and Tommy fishes and talks to chat some more

- Tommy walks back home and calls Wilbur, who shouts about Tommy’s lavender pink shirt

- Tommy fishes at the pond by his house while talking to Wilbur, who fills him in on what’s going on with Hermitcraft

- Wilbur wishes he had a cat body and will wear the cat ears. Lovejoy’s new release date is the end of September, and Wilbur gives a very scientifically accurate explanation of “brain fog”

- Wilbur repeatedly tells Tommy to eat that cake until he gives in and does

- He suggests that Tommy build an advice machine for people to tell them their issues. The open area where the Targay used to be is declared the “field of advice” and Tommy gets “Mall” and “Blocks” discs from creepers

- While Tommy leaves Wilbur to entertain chat, Wilbur gets chat to prank Tommy by acting like he’s said something horrible and bannable once Tommy gets back

- With Wilbur gone, Tommy builds the advice machine

- Foolish continues working on his new massive build

- He asks Ponk for permission to use the blackstone from the walls of Lemon City

- Bad logs on and calls Foolish, furious. A little birdy told him that something had happened to his L’Sandburg territory. Foolish claims it was just a natural disaster

- Foolish says everyone hated L’Sandburg anyway and Bad declares him officially persona non grata

- Skeppy logs off. Foolish suggests that Bad might be able to take residence in his new build, but Bad only wants L’Sandburg

- Bad reaches L’Sandburg and is horrified to see the crater, with all the citizens gone. Bad is enraged and searches for things to destroy in retaliation. Foolish starts running over

- Foolish reaches the summer home as Bad considers tearing down one of the snake heads. Foolish has destroyed the second thing Bad cares the most about on the server

- Bad jumps down from the snake head and tells Foolish he has an idea for how Foolish can make it up to him: a head

Foolish: “You want head?”

- Foolish doesn’t agree to it at first, so Bad goes over and starts breaking blocks on the statue. Foolish stops him and grabs a creeper head to give him. Bad starts roleplaying a creeper

- At the reminder that Foolish possesses a true Sam head, Bad takes off the creeper head and says he wants that one instead. Foolish tells him Sam took it

- Bad asks for Puffy’s head next. Foolish doesn’t think it’s a fair trade

- Bad checks to see what heads he has. He offers to trade Karl’s head to Foolish in exchange for three other heads, but Foolish doesn’t accept

- The two continue to negotiate until they settle on a deal: Karl’s head for Puffy’s head

- They put on their respective heads and do their impressions of Karl and Puffy, then work out the terms of the exchange. The trade goes to plan

- Then Bad gets Foolish to take some pufferfish

- Foolish shows Bad his build and Bad builds a little house right next to it

- Bad and Foolish roleplay dating scenarios and Bad gives him advice

- The two continue to talk and hang out at Foolish’s build

END OF WEEK RECAP:

8/9 - Ponk finds out about Foolish and Sam’s date and cuts ties with him

8/10 - Nothing much happens.

8/11 - Eret returns to Dream SMP!

8/12 - George talks with a Wandering Trader in Kinoko and becomes a chicken...?

8/13 - Foolish starts a new mega build, Phil finishes renovating the L’manburg ruins

8/14 - Bad tells horrifying childhood stories and makes Sesame Street songs with Puffy and Foolish

8/15 - Tommy builds a waterfall, Bad trades heads with Foolish over L’Sandburg

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Upcoming Events:

- Ponk’s lore segment [MONDAY 8/16]

- Wilbur’s 9 planned streams

- Egg Finale Stream [eventually]

- Tales From the SMP: “Space Race”

- Ponk’s prequel stream

- Ponk’s current-day lore with Sam

- Puffy’s Lore Cast

- Sapnap’s lore

- Dream’s lore video

- Quackity’s casino opening

- Captain Puffy’s lore stream

#dream smp #dream smp recaps #long post #long posts

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augment-techs · 2 years

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“And you know damn well, for you I’d ruin myself” + Lauren Shiba because I think we need to try out new characters ❤️‍🔥

Red is everything, and usually the best of everything. Red is fine, Red is vibrant, is almost always the first picked, the leader, the forerunner, the strongest. Lauren got to be so sick of Red by the time that she went to live with Ryan and Olympius that she was beyond excited on the inside when he asked her if it was alright she wore some more simple colors until they got her settled.

The monochrome and the florals and the pastels were a comfort where the Red had always been a burden on her little shoulders. She wore a grey shirt with ducklings and one gosling on the hemline for a week straight just to see if she could and found that it amused Carter and Dana so much that the Pink Lightspeed Ranger bought her a collection of Andersen fairy tales with annotations and Carter took their whole group out to a city duck pond, "Just to have a good time. Also, the store was having a sale on frozen peas and oatmeal--golden opportunity." She was nervous, being out in a space so open, with so much light and sound, but Ryan didn't seem to mind when she sometimes balked at Carter's friendliness and found herself hiding against his legs. It didn't make him angry like it would have with her instructor Tanba, and didn't cause him to remind her she was the heir to Shiba and more was expected of her like with Ji (even if he meant well when he came to visit, told her about Jayden, some habits couldn't be shaken no matter how many hisses Olympius tossed his way when he was in the room). Ryan let her be nervous and brave in her turns in the same way he let Prince be fierce and domestic in his. He was patient with the both of them, and firm when he needed to be, but he never expected them to be some vague, idealized version of themselves that the samurai council and the demon hordes wanted and kept pushing at. So, Lauren was both amazed and confident going forward when they went shopping properly and she outright rejected Red being part of anything she wore or owned unless it was tempered or thin. She found she didn't need or want it. Plus, really, Olympius wore it enough for the both of them; he carried it off. * "What do you think of maybe getting signed up for lessons with Zack and Violet?" Lauren looked up from her dinner of softly cooked bass stuffed with lemon and garlic (which was very nice as long as she avoided the head that Ryan had burnt in an effort to make the rest more palatable) and looked at the Titanium Ranger curiously, Olympius still chewing at the disgustingly raw halibut, sardine, and eels while pretending to ignore them both. She watched his face, a habit she couldn't drop, looking for the expression to change when next she spoke, like what he said wasn't actually a question, but a statement decorated like one. When he tilted his head at her silence, her brain caught up with the words and she hesitated a little before speaking, "Lessons?" Ryan nodded, sipping from his weird lavender and honey tea and adding a little more blood they kept in the tiny creamer pitcher into Prince's milk as he finished off the sardines, "I figure it would be a good way for you to get used to more people being around before you go to school soon. If the council asks you about it, technically it can be used as an excuse to learn balance and speed and situational awareness." He paused, seeming to stall on the next words, like he always did when he knew technically he was doing the right thing but it would always sound weird coming out of his mouth--which Lauren understood completely after she heard Carter and Dana talking about his own growing up; how different he was compared to so-called normal humans and how that made him practically perfect to raise Lauren and Olympius--before coughing and continuing on, "Plus you could, I dunno, have...fun...with it? I think. I mean--if you want." This Lauren could work with. These times when Ryan reminded her a little bit of the little brother she looked after when he was struggling with something, or the father she was a little disappointed in the more she was away from the council when he tried to teach her a form in swordsmanship and stumbled to make it easy for her. "I'll go." * Every teacher and mentor Lauren ever had in the interim between her father's death and her best friends spiriting in (to save her life in more ways than one) was no-nonsense, to the point, and always kept a very passive face that was impossible for her little self to read. (It

wasn't always their fault, they grew up just as broken as she might have in another world; but it still hurt, looking back on it.) Violet and Zack were...the exact opposite of that. From day one, when Ryan had brought her to the Juice Bar (one of the many, many youth centers that most Ranger teams set up in their home towns, be it for food, or swimming, or dancing, or learning to fight with no pressure on the children to save the world, merely to grow into the best versions of themselves or to camp out somewhere undoubtedly safe) it became exceptionally obvious that these people she would get to know (and cherish) were nothing like the people she grew up among for two years. Zack was the life of the party in any group of people, warm as the sunshine just out of the winter's reach, loud as a boombox, and heavier than a god to keep others grounded when they needed help. Violet was probably the perfect mirror to that, all lightly sardonic, softly firm, sturdy as a forest of thousands of trees that drew back to a single organism, quiet as a hare, light as a feather when others were down on themselves. Lauren didn't know that someone could use dance to draw out their confidence, or use it to anticipate another person's style--in a fight, in life, in romance. But Zack was an excellent teacher, even if her first impression of him was quite ridiculous in bright purple Lululemon yoga pants and a pitch black tank top that had all the mothers that watched from the sidelines eyeing him like a piece of meat. And of course he crashed into the bin where the punching dummies were kept, so that certainly didn't help; though it did make her laugh at an adult for the first time in her entire life, so maybe that was the point? When Zack covers ballet, showing them the form and the way to put on (the most uncomfortable, agonizing) shoes, he seems to be grinning just long enough that Ryan questions what's got him so happy and she almost wobbles from the pirouette she's been in for fifteen circles at his answer. "Lauren seems really good at this. I think she might do better on the ice with Vi than in just floor dancing." Zack sounds proud of this discovery and when Lauren looks over, she finds that Ryan seems torn between agreeing with him outright and glancing nervously at where she knows Zack's wife (well, one of them; it took a while for her to figure out he was also married to Trini and Jason) keeps her skates. Which he grew into a habit of calling boots with knives. They discuss it at home, and when they go to the park she hears the grownups discussing it again, guesses that Ryan simply dislikes the idea of her being somewhere technically outside of the Juice Bar--the ice rink is a block away and doubles with a swimming pool on the other side of the building because the facility owner scored a contract from an Olympics committee--which only has Violet around to keep an eye on a dozen kids; and what if he had to go to work in an emergency and forgot to let her know? Or Lauren got sick or hurt and they couldn't reach him because of his Ranger duties? Mr. Cranston and Skullovitch looked ridiculously calm at the Titanium Ranger being so fussy and nervous over the tiny human that had come into his care, citing that he never got this worked up over Olympius; to which Ryan responded, almost guilty, "But she's different." "Because?" Billy coaxed, pulling out the lunch it was his turn to pack for the playdate. "Because she's a squishy human." "Ah, ah, ah," Skull waggled a finger, tapping Ryan on the nose like he was the only real adult there, "Try again." Ryan looked hesitant, thumbing his nose where Skull touched him and muttering so Lauren had to hold her breath to hear him and she almost started crying--but in the good way, like when she watched Homeward Bound and A Goofy Movie and it hit her that happy endings were just as important as all the noble sacrifices the Council made her read about in old scrolls and ancient tomes. "Because I don't want to push her...and I don't want her to get hurt." * Vioet caught

Lauren's hesitation, her first time on the rink and her options given of what to wear. Little but closely attentive eyes looking out on the ice at all the other little girls in white and bright pastels and all the little boys in mostly black with a little bit of red here and there. Her hand remained in the air, between the black skates and the white skates, as Violet cleared her throat and caught her attention. "White is traditional with the female skaters, at least when it comes to championships and competitions, but you can wear whatever you prefer. I don't like putting too much emphasis on tradition when it's kind of ridiculous," Violet smiled down at her, the tools to sharpen her own skates put away and the blades making the same sound of a sword and she set them to the ground to start putting them on. Lauren kept the black. * * There were no Black Samurai Rangers. Lauren grinned wide and pleasant as she set the books back into the carrying case they'd come in; all the information she'd need tucked away in notes in the little pink notebook Dana had given her for no reason at all. The books would go back to the Council Archives and Lauren would continue to plan. She didn't keep secrets from Ryan and the others, at thirteen understanding and knowing that they wouldn't stand in the way like the blowhards and strictly insufferable assholes always dressed in crisp tunics and kimono that came to see her every three months. They helped her and loved her and never once tried to get her to do something that went against her better nature. They'd proven to be more noble than the Samurai elders again and again, the month previous especially so: she'd gotten her period and they had sent Tanba--with the scars Spike had given him from porcupine bristles and defense so bright and shameful against his tanned face--to her with a long list of suitable candidates that she'd be expected to, as Prince so eloquently put, "fuck and breed with" once she turned sixteen. Prince incinerated the paper the moment he saw it and Lauren had never seen Ryan so angry as when he'd yanked Tanba out of the Lightspeed base and Carter had to run off and stop him from maiming the man while Dana and Kelsey talked Lauren down from an anxiety attack. (Lauren had decided, after Spike had been called in to participate in a night of movies and cuddles and promising that he was big enough to turn into a cassowary and leave Tanba with some really big scars if he came back, that the Council shouldn't be in charge of anyone's destiny. She didn't care if she ruined hundreds of years of tradition, she was definitely not going to be a Red Ranger puppet for them to use in this never-ending carousel ride that should have been broken long before she and Jayden were born. She still intended to be a Ranger, she just had to find the right symbol and focus and way to get to it. Lauren already knew her Color, so the first step was already taken, she just had to go the rest of the journey.) * Lauren met Kevin three years before he would be called upon to help in the fight to defeat Master Xandred, exactly three weeks after she had gotten her hands on the Fox Folding Zord; the tiny thing still waiting to be woken up as she contemplated her path and her symbols and worked out a way to perform the sealing symbol in earnest after begging Bulk and Kim to set up a youth center or dojo or something in Panorama where they could meet and keep an eye on her baby brother. Violet sort of inadvertently got the swimming and skating teams into a kind of prank war the first time she got pissed off at Kevin's dad questioning her about exposing the perfectly-aware-of-the-situation teenagers she was in charge of to her very openly known poly relationship (or as Spike liked to call them, out loud for all to hear whenever someone did the same and pissed him off: Uncles Zack and Jason, and Aunt Trini) at the doors that brought people from the twenty-nine degree pleasant chill of the ice rink and over to the pleasant seventy-three degree warmth of the swimming

pool. Kevin was the saddest looking thing on both sides of the door when Violet more than made her point verbally with the (unknown at the time, but oh, how that changed) former Blue Samurai Ranger that was on Lord Shiba's old team, the man almost looking chastened as he marched out to go to work and left his son to continue his practice. And he was sad, not in the "my parent is completely embarrassing me for no logical reason" sense, but in the way that Lauren was starting to take notice kids only looked when they didn't really trust their parents with certain things about them. Like what they actually liked to do, and that they hated the sports and groups they were signed up in; the kids that gave themselves bleeding ulcers trying to maintain the air of calm superiority in their grades and mannerisms; the kids that desperately wanted to wear little bits of clothing and colors that "weren't appropriate" for their gender. And...so on. When one of the boy skaters in Lauren's league tried to give Kevin a hard time about it later, it was obvious Kevin had been waiting for it and hadn't expected Lauren to get in the middle and change the other's mind with a few words and a shoulder shrug and, "Leave the honey rabbit alone, Victor; he already has to live with the man, no reason to drag it out here." The too much brawn and not enough brain shambling around in a rough approximation of a human blinked at her a couple times, as well as Kevin himself, both for different reasons. Victor, for all of his many faults, never let anyone on the rink or in earshot get away with being homophobic and was probably processing her words as he looked between the sturdy blonde girl (probably sizing her up, too; she'd woven half of her hair with metal studs and worn Ryan's leather jacket to the rink that day--she looked very biker chic) and the swimmer that hadn't stood up to his father, but also had never said anything offensive before on his own. The swimmer, for his part, just mouthed, 'honey rabbit' with a look of bewilderment as Victor's puffed up righteous indignation died down. "Fine. They're not the same person, but," Victor swung back to look at Kevin, refreshingly serious without Monty being at his hip to look after, "I better not catch you pulling the same shit." Then he'd walked off like the situation hadn't even happened, leaving the two to stand before each other in something like curiosity and semi-sour gratitude. The "thank you" Kevin offered up was stilted and shy, but Lauren waved it off with the simple explanation of, "My family deals with this kind of shit from other parents every so often. I don't like it, it's rude and unpleasant, but I'm not gonna blame you for your dad's behavior. It didn't look fun from where you were, so I assume he's done this before?" The silence and the look spoke volumes. And Lauren had spent years being best friends with her foster brother and a 'whatever' so her instinct was to fix things, even if only temporarily. Looking at her watch, she counted fifteen minutes before she was supposed to meet said bottomless pits outside so they could give her a ride to her waiting Sealing Symbol lesson (that she knew by heart, but with Mr. Oliver and Cameron from the Ninja Storm team, at least it wasn't as annoying to go through the motions and she always got another little hope from Cameron about the Pink that would be joining her brother's team). The smile that stretched her face as she thumbed towards the swim team's locker area was wicked but not unkind, "If you're not in a rush, don't suppose I could ask you to help me swap out the advanced swim team's uniform shorts for a couple little goodies? I've had this in the works for a while, but I need someone to watch the door." "...You do realize I'm on the advanced team?" "Exactly! They'll never suspect you, and I promise to leave you the best looking goodies." Somehow, this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Lauren swapping out the blue swimsuits for black speedos with waterproof bunny tails that all of the swim

team wore--including Kevin, face stoic--for the entire time she had Spike record them the next day; and the swim team constantly trying, and failing to retaliate. (It certainly kept Kevin's father from ever pulling anything on Violet and her paramours again, and got Spike ready to spy on all of Shiba house without being seen unless he wanted or needed to be at Lauren's request.) * * The kanji that Lauren ended up choosing and imparting her energy into to awaken the fox folding zord turned out to be so simple and beautiful that she almost cried when she managed it all in one go. Ryan was even okay with her getting it as a white ink tattoo, it was so small and simple, but meant so much. "化" the kanji for "transform" or "change". By the time the ink was dry and the possibility for infection was gone, Lauren had written a letter to Jayden (one more in almost four hundred she'd written and sent along with Bulk or Kim to give Jayden in his own lessons, just to let him know what was happening with her and that there was a silver lining to Xandred's continued existence and that she never forgot or stopped thinking about him) to tell him it wouldn't be long now. She gave the letter to Bulk with a grin as the little black fox played with J.J. and Nick, Spike having been begged to watch them so both of their parents could have a naughty weekend (he would have said yes regardless of the bribe of fifty pounds of deer meat his uncles David and Stan had stacked like so much edible gold in the walk-in freezer at the Skullovitch-Cranston house, regardless of the bribe his Aunt Kat had given in a plastic card with a month's worth of allowing him any kind of coffee he wanted up to five times a day) and her roped into the shenanigans due to Ryan telling her to take it easy until her energy returned after activating the zord. The man smiled back at her, tall as a mountain and soft as a teddy bear as he tucked it into his biker jacket and took his dinner to-go like he always did after checking in on his nephews to be sure neither of the youngest burned down the house--this being Ryan's, it didn't have quite as many security features as Skull and Billy's--and that Spike didn't lose his mind trying to make sure Nick's recent defiance of everyone with authority didn't pull the rug out from under him. "We really need to start thinking about your options, honey." Lauren blinked, effervescent blue eyes shining from the TV light as Spike tucked the kids warm and safe into the squishy pillows and blankets that always smelled earthy from whatever sweat Spike accumulated and the royal sage scent built into the washing machine. Nick was drooling into the almost jade shirt J.J. had seemed to be wearing every other time Lauren saw him; the little fox zord almost seeming to purr in the nest of the hair completely filled with the scent of the sun that Spike marked and loved from the moment his uncles brought Nick home with them as a baby. Spike wiped Nick's drool and looped a blanket under his face as he spoke his next words, plain and honest and nothing flashy, "Kevin's dad was acting weird last week and all those TV reports coming in from Panorama. What do you want to do?" * * Lauren didn't walk onto the Shiba house property when Spike offered her a ride before he started her request of spying on and helping every one of the new Samurai Rangers as much as he could. She'd taken Kevin's "A family thing came up, I won't be here to see you take gold, but I'll try to see you on the big screen if things cool down a little. Sorry, Vixey," and very awkward attempt at a hug for the green light that it was meant to be the day before. She'd hugged him back and told him to take care of himself, too; and absolutely did not think about how his dad was watching the two of them from the sidelines and hoping they'd banged and he'd gotten her pregnant in case Kevin didn't come back. She took a deep breath when Spike landed on four hooves with brilliant orange wings, antlers glistening in broad daylight, and was a little too proud when her

knees didn't buckle at her feet touching the ground as Spike slunk down and shrunk perfectly into something suitable to their needs. It took an awful lot not to snort at how cute he looked in black and orange, button nose sniffing to make sure all the rangers had entered Shiba House and his fluffy tail following his looping around her ankles as the "see you later" that was all he could manage with limited speech patterns in this form. She waved him onward, herself perfectly in shadow among the forest that she only had hazy recollections of at five; bright yellow hair in a bun so as not to catch the light as she raised her binoculars, just as a little push to keep her focus--remind her that her plans had purpose, not to blow it, do her best. Lauren watched as Spike walked right through the sealing spells around the gates, fox paws silent as he made his way along the back veranda and into the kitchen entrance, tail flicking back and forth in his own little "good luck" sign before he was completely out of sight--and her reach for the next twenty months. Turning her head, changing the range on the binoculars, Lauren found the yellow hair not too different from her own that she could have spotted even without the goggles. He looked good in Red. Almost as good as she looked in Black.

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