#argon scenario

[doodle-pops]

I Don’t Care

Argon x reader

Warnings: nothing at all

Words: 600

Synopsis: Argon learns the hard way not to mess with you.

Staring at Argon, his eyes wide with disbelief and filled with a potent mixture of betrayal and bewilderment, you stood your ground with an unyielding resolve. This situation had spiralled into an unexpected battleground, and it left both of you grappling with questions. Why were you attacking him, the person you cared for most? What had transpired to warrant this sudden culinary combat? The answer, though apparent, weighed heavily on the atmosphere—it was him, he was the root cause of it all.

Originally, your intention had been nothing more than a warm and inviting one. You had lovingly invited your cherished partner to join you in baking treats for the children at the music hall. These young performers had dedicated themselves tirelessly to preparing for their upcoming play, and you had wanted to surprise them with a delightful gesture of appreciation. But what had unfolded was far from a typical baking session.

The initial surprise came when, in response to your simple request for the cup of flour, Argon decided to take matters into his own hands and, quite literally, dump it over your head. Flour dusted your hair and clothes, and you were left stunned by his unexpected attack. In retaliation, you swiftly retaliated, flinging a handful of flour right back at him, marking the beginning of this flour-filled battle.

For ten frenzied minutes, the two of you engaged in an impromptu flour war, the kitchen becoming a chaotic battlefield. It all took a sudden turn when Argon, in the midst of the chaos, slipped on a patch of butter and found himself sprawled on the kitchen floor, his back against the cold tiles.

Now cornered and helpless, Argon’s wide eyes met yours with an expression of sincere remorse and a tinge of desperation. “Please don’t do this, I’m sorry!” he pleaded as you menacingly raised your hand, clutching an egg. His pitiful pleas only seemed to stoke your desire to continue this unconventional skirmish.

“H-how could you do this to m-me?” he stammered, casting you an imploring look with puppy-dog eyes. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his dramatic display. Argon always had a flair for theatrics.

“You brought this upon yourself,” you retorted, your voice laced with determination and a mischievous smirk.

“I’m sorry. I love you, and I won’t do it again,” he pleaded, his hands clasped together before him, desperation etched into every word.

But your resolve remained unshaken. “Not good enough,” you declared, your voice firm and unyielding.

Argon’s eyes widened further, his desperation reaching new heights. “But I said I love you!”

You leaned in, your voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper as you brought the egg down with a swift, satisfying motion. “I don’t care.”

There was no time for Argon to react as the egg exploded against his head, splattering egg whites and yolk across his hair and face. With a triumphant twirl, you spun around, your hands plunging into the flour bag. You dumped it on his head, unleashing a cloud of white powder that settled like a gentle snowfall. Without missing a beat, you dashed to the other side of the kitchen, leaving Argon sitting on the floor, defeated and lamenting his fate.

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[likeadevils]

who do u think ehc is about?

either a daydreaming about real love situation or someone she was never publicly linked to. on a minute detail level, the gemini thing doesn’t line up with literally anyone— will anderson and dianna argon are both tauruses, zac efron is a libra, eddie redmayne’s a capricon, harry and ed sheeran are both aquariuses, everyone else i can think of she’d either known for years or hadn’t met yet, like there was really no even halfway plausible new gemini love interest in spring of 2012. the freckles and green eyes thing also doesn’t super add up— everyone it connects to are people who taylor has denied dating in one way or another, and that’s a boundary that i personally don’t feel the need to cross.

i think the biggest inspiration was its narrative purpose on the album. it seems to me that a big thing taylor was doing in spring 2012 is collecting more upbeat songs— she already had a ton of breakup songs, but commercially i think she was afraid of making the album too much of a downer, and artistically she also wanted love songs that reflected the “intense desire” half of red relationships. the majority of the stuff she writes in spring of 2012 circle around that narrative or sonic purpose— holy ground, treacherous, come back be here, message in a bottle, run— so i think it’s probably an extension of that mindset. don’t get me wrong, she was also writing nothing new, we are never getting back together, the last time, and i knew you were trouble, but i think the things she was really jumping at the chance to write were, you know, everything has changed type songs.

she’s also more prone to those daydream songs then i think people give her credit for. like she absolutely changed the face of modern pop music by embracing that diaristic, incredibly personal, niche details type of songwriting, but she took that same approach to describing daydreams and worse case scenarios and passing fancies long before folklore

#asks*

[chasseurdeloup]

Hunter's Moon || Gael and Kaden

TIMING: July Full Moon SETTING: The pines PARTIES: @lithium-argon-wo-l-f and @chasseurdeloup SUMMARY: Gael and Kaden run into each other again, under very different circumstances than last time. CONTENT WARNINGS: parental death tw (mention), suicidal ideation tw (brief, passive)

The moon was high in the sky, uncovered by clouds, a soft glow around it as it sat amongst the stars. Looking up, Kaden wondered if that was a comforting sight for some people. Maybe it was even beautiful. The full moon was never any of those things to the hunter – never had been. Full moons only meant one thing: hunting. It was the three days every month that, no matter what, he would be risking his life for the good of mankind. Had been ever since he was old enough to join the hunts. What was he, twelve years old? Thirteen? Didn’t matter much because even when he wasn’t the one risking his life, his parents were. Only one of them had managed to make it back home every single time. Full moons brought nothing but anxiety, pain, and death.

He was hoping to avoid the last part at the very least. He adjusted the shotgun slung over his shoulder as he continued his trek through the woods. Andy was watching over Alex, making sure that she didn’t break out. They were covered. He should have just stayed home, up in the loft, drifting off to sleep, not worrying about what the moon looked like outside. He couldn’t, not in any good conscious. He knew too much he’d seen the dead bodies of people torn apart by werewolves. He also knew how many werewolves were probably slated to die tonight at the hands of other hunters. Neither sat well with him. 

Kaden didn’t have much of a plan of how the hell he was going to be the one to mitigate any of this shit, but he had to try. The shotgun and his pistols were loaded with tranquilizers. He still had his silver knives with him, but he also had a few flares and smoke bombs. So far, the night had been quiet. He’d seen an agropelter in the distance, a deer or two, but no wolves. He wasn’t sure if he wanted that to change or not. Too many horrible scenarios churned through his thoughts while he wandered the woods, playing out over and over, relentless and unending. Every time he considered giving up, just forgetting it, they’d resurface, pushing him to stay just a little longer.

The chill down his spine tearing him from his thoughts was almost a relief. Almost. The pinpricks spreading across his shoulder blades were sharp and specific, unmistakable. This wasn’t any shifter or monster; a werewolf was nearby. 

Kaden crouched, pulling his gun to him, readying it to be fired, careful to keep his steps soft and silent. The hunter positioned himself behind a tree with plenty of brush at its base. Even if he hadn’t been able to hear the wolf tearing through toward him, he could feel it all over his skin as the monster approached, every hair on his body standing up on end raising the alarm. For now, though, he waited and watched, lining up his shot. He wasn’t going to get a lot of opportunity to get this right. 

Pain. Dark. The scent of trees and animals that had been there but weren’t anymore. A breeze rustling through the trees but not carrying anything important with it other than air that relieved some of his body heat. The lithe creature shook his head, the fur on his neck moving in a ripple afterward, licking blood off his maw after he crunched down on the hollowed bones of a bird foolish not to have reacted quickly enough for the wolf to catch it. It wasn’t enough. Gael’s lolling tongue dropped bloody feathers from his mouth, wanting to keep the flesh but not the bits that didn’t taste like anything. He lay on his stomach lazily, his back legs out behind him as he finished up his treat, flexing the powerful, clawed phalanges on his forepaws as he lifted his snout to find a lead on something else. A deer, or… something else, perhaps? Cleaning one of his paws, he got to his hind legs in a stand and used his other forearm to dig a shallow hole where he put the remnants of the bird, then took a few steps forward and used his back feet to scrape dirt over it. As he did so, the wolf swiveled his head loosely, trying to catch a stronger variant of that unusual scent and as he did so, he felt his stomach clawing with hunger. The sensation increased his need to track and find whatever it was and it pulled him in an allure, the mystery of what it could be with the unspoken promise of something decidedly bigger than a bird. Forward, to the side, to the other side, back the way he came as he placed his paws on trees and craned his neck to sniff at the bark. Something here, mixed with a smaller animal. Not the same scent. Time was irrelevant but he felt he was getting closer and one of his ears twitched, hearing faint movement through the brush. Instinctively, he lowered himself onto all fours, long arms both stretching in front of him and tucking underneath his chest as he kept himself low to the ground - he was hunting now, hunting the new scent. He crept forward, looking around acutely for something, anything– And his bright eyes fell upon a shadow against another shadow but more importantly, a gleam of light. That was where the scent was. It belonged to that brief light and before he did anything else, he lifted himself onto his back legs once more, stretching himself as tall as he could be, tilted his head back and howled. Victory, location as though pulling other wolves to see what he’d found even if he didn’t know what it was. A punctuation for the moment - a feast.

No matter how much Kaden wanted to hold onto the idea that werewolves were people, that they were otherwise human, the howls still gripped him with anxiety. There was nothing human left in the form that was stalking, creeping toward him. The beast that raised itself onto its massive hind legs was all monster, nothing but instinct and the thrill of the hunt. The hunter had heard that some werewolves could achieve some level of control over their wolf form but, even if he did believe that, this was certainly not the case there in the woods with him. The only thing he could see in the creature’s eyes was bloodlust. 

Kaden remained steady, even as shivers slipped down his spine, raising his shotgun, aimed down the sights right at the monster. He was used to aiming for the heart and he had a clear shot, clearer than usual, and not that it would be a bad shot if the tranquilizer dart hit there. Instead, he wanted to hit the beast’s neck if he could. His calculations for the amount of tranquilizer he’d need to take down a werewolf were a guess, it wasn’t exactly noted in his family’s hunter journals. The best he could do was hope he was right.

And pull the trigger.

Zip.

The dart flew, pinning itself right into the monster’s neck. For good measure, Kaden let loose another shot and considered a third. But there wasn’t time. Two was risky enough. The hunter spun on his heels and took off running as fast as his legs would carry him through the brush, not daring to look behind him. He didn’t need to check to see if the beast would come after him, he knew better than to second guess that. He also knew the tranqs wouldn’t kick in for at best fifteen minutes. It could be an hour. Maybe more. Either way, he had to put as much distance between himself and the werewolf fast. 

With the howl satisfyingly released, its tone beautiful and horrifying as it sounded not like human but not like wolf either, Gael cast an intense, wide-eyed stare to the origin of the scent among the trees and dropped to all fours again to make his way over - he wouldn’t start running until whatever it was did, that was a waste of energy.

Then suddenly a whistle, which caught him off guard then the sting of something in his neck. He recoiled but didn’t have time to do anything about it when he felt a second sting, then no more. Spontaneously, frustratingly, he stopped where he was. Growling and pawing at his neck, his claws fervently scratched the areas and grazed over something unwelcome. Scratching more and shaking his head for extra measure, he managed to dislodge two shiny, metallic things with sharp ends and fluffy other ends, shining in the full moonlight. He sniffed at them briefly, smelling blood on them but any curiosity he had over them was quickly overcome with rage as the sound of something running away from him pounded in his ears.

They come from that thing, they had to have and Gael wasn’t going to let this prey get away, especially not as he felt the two puncture wounds in his neck that had to have been from the creature. He broke into a sprint, starting on his hind legs but quickly deciding to use his forelegs as well for extra speed, though he used the occasional tree to give himself an extra burst of speed. It didn’t take long for him to eye his target - a non-animal creature, a new scent but a target nonetheless and he notified the figure of his presence as he caught up with a loud snarl before making a running leap, arms outstretched and maw agape, ready to clamp down on whatever it could.

Kaden ran as fast as his feet would carry him, dodging roots and rocks littered on the ground as best he could, taking advantage of any stumble by throwing himself into the momentum. Branches slapped his legs and his arms scraped against rough bark as he slid through any openings he could find between trees. His breaths were heavy, his lungs desperate for air with every lunge forward. Kaden knew the key was to control his breathing, not to let it control him, but the adrenaline and the pace made it hard to keep that control. 

He dipped his hand into his pocket on a straightaway, digging for the flare he had stored. The smoke bomb was in his other pocket, ready as well. He knew he was going to need them both and he hoped they would get the job done, but it was all a matter of when to use them.

The hunter knew he shouldn’t look back, knew he couldn’t afford the precious milliseconds that would take from his time to flee. The shiver down his spine only grew stronger, he knew the beast was closing in, he didn’t have to look. But he wanted to know if there was any way to get the advantage, anything he could do to make it out of this alive. 

His eyes darted behind him, trying to catch sight of the wolf in his peripheral vision, but he was tumbling to the ground, spinning over himself before he could get a glimpse of anything in particular. When his world turned back right side up, rows of sharp teeth lunged for him, clamping down into his side, tearing through his flesh. 

Kaden screamed out, his vision going white from the pain. He trashed his limbs, kicking and shoving to try and get out of the monster’s grasp. Fuck. He had to think. He had to stop and think. He had to push past the pain and remember what it was he had with him. Remember. Fucking hell the pain– No. Remember.

The flare was still clutched tight in his hand. Right. He flipped the cap off and pulled the tab to light it, holding it like a torch to the beast’s face. 

As it had been willed, Gael’s quarry had lost its footing, rolling and coming to a stop just in time for the wolf to descend upon him. He forced his neck forward, collecting a mouthful of the human in his jaws and his teeth effortlessly ripped through the material. Using clawed hands to keep his prey as still as he could, he felt warm blood gushing between his canines and even though the human flailed and made contact with his rippling body, he single-mindedly burrowed his snout in the hole he made in the human. ‘Sport’ wasn’t a concept the werewolf understood but he DID know what ‘fun’ was and this was unlike anything he’d ever had before. The experience was new, fresh, human flesh grazing his tongue and the exchange of energy heating the air. The scream was unique as it pierced his ears that swiveled wildly. He kept his eyes wide and a purr seemed to rumble through him. The experience didn’t last nearly as long as he wanted it to, however, as one of his ears twitched to something sharp and his bright gaze only had a second to snap his gaze in the direction of it when suddenly he was met with a hiss of burning light. He yelped, pulling his snout of the side of the human and abruptly letting go of the writhing body, spraying blood all over the dark ground as he recoiled from the menace that affronted his vision. That was also new and he liked it a lot less than digging his nose into the flesh, forcing a tail that had been swaying with excitement to bristle and pin to his hindquarters. He cowered from the light, the threatening hiss of the artificial animal and while he wanted to go around it and continue his activity, he was held at bay where he stood on his hind legs, clawing at the grassy dirt and snarling at the bloody human - the scent of violence was in his nose and his paws could’ve reached the body if he wanted but as this was an unfamiliar situation, he wasn’t sure how he COULD get rid of it… one of the human’s legs? Try to bite the arm that held the burning light? He did neither of those and instead his amber eyes danced with the fire, darting between it to the human’s face threateningly, keenly, daring him to do something else to try to get away - fire or no, he was Gael’s.

The flare worked long enough to get the beast to release his grip on Kaden’s side. He screamed in agony and wanted to writhe away, curl up into a ball and pretend that could ease the pain. He knew better. He grit his teeth and willed himself to remain holding the flare up to the monster. It had backed away but only for now. He could see the bloodlust in its eyes reflecting back in the light of the flickering flames. It would only stay back for so long. He needed something else. Kaden kicked away, sending dirt and rocks flying up from the heels of his boots at the monster as he squirmed backwards on the ground. He didn’t make much distance from the wolf, but it was better than nothing.

The ranger threw the flare at the monster’s face, hoping to throw it off guard long enough for him to wrestle the smoke bomb out of his pocket. As soon as it was in hand, Kaden pulled the trigger and threw that, too. The rest of what he needed was in his pack, the one pinned to the forest floor under his back. Arms, he had to get his arms out. He shrugged them out of the straps as fast as he could. Biting back against the pain, Kaden winced as he flipped himself over. His hands were covered in his own blood, slipping and sliding as he tore open the pack. He grabbed in and found another smoke bomb, activating it and throwing that at the wolf, too. 

His fingers found a few more flares and his pistol. Kaden took them all and started to crawl away. The world around him was getting fuzzier, his body felt both lighter and heavier at the same time. Shit. He didn’t have long to get away. If he didn’t, he would die here. 

The last spike of adrenaline shot through him and Kaden pushed himself to his unsteady feet, pistol in hand, aiming the barrel in the direction of the wolf. The distance between them was covered in smoke, the ranger couldn’t see the beast well enough to hit it even if he wanted to.

Part of him wanted to. 

No. He used what was left of his strength and the adrenaline flowing through his veins to run, get away, ready to light another flare if he needed to. 

The werewolf didn’t know how long the flare would last but going by how the human struggled to get away from him, kicking up stones and clumps of dirt and bringing him more screams of pain, it probably wasn’t going to last much longer. Carefully, keeping his eyes on the human keenly, his tail started to wag again with the latent excitement of sinking his teeth into the meat, the adrenaline in his limbs making him hop over a few steps, getting a little closer– 

Then in another unexpected twist, the human threw the thing at him. Surprised yelps tumbled out of Gael and he pinned his ears, hastily retreating a few more hops and dancing around the burning light, growling loudly at the human and deciding to move on towards him - the small fire wasn’t anything he needed to be lastingly afraid of. Dropping onto all fours again, he bared his blood-slicked fangs once more, clacking them and getting ready to pounce again. Yet another twist, making this rather simple night decidedly not-simple anymore was something colliding with his shoulder - he hadn’t even noticed that the human must’ve pulled something new from somewhere else while he was distracted with the fire that was thrown at him and as soon as whatever it was made contact, it exploded into foul-smelling smoke. He raised himself onto his hind legs again, backing up as his vision started swimming and his nose and mouth were filled with the odor and his original activity of tearing the human apart was overwritten with the new one of ‘get out of the smoke’. So he did, snarling loudly and swinging his head around as his blurry vision just saw smoke and the remaining light from the fire. He was confused but more importantly, he was getting mad again and ultimately he decided to make a dash forward in an attempt to get out of the cloud but everywhere he turned seemed endless in the smog that surrounded him. He was turned around, having lost the scent of the human he had pursued and by the time he finally seemed to find his way out of the haze, he turned his blurry gaze to the ground where the human was… gone. The werewolf lifted his head, rubbing at his nose as he went to the spot where the hunter was before, keeping his head low to the ground. The iron of blood managed to make its way back into his sinuses and he jerked his head to follow it when his bright amber eyes fell back upon the visage of the human limping into the brush. Snarling, he broke into a sprint to cover the distance between the two bodies and yet… He didn’t run for long, panting as he slowed down considerably though he felt himself pushing forward. He stopped, his tongue lolling out of his sticky mouth, and he stretched his back legs out behind him once more. As though something washed over him, he found it difficult to keep himself focused. Between the stench of the smoke, the light of the fire still in his eyes and the stinging on his neck, he pulled himself back onto his feet with a soft whine and he all but abandoned the chase, suddenly deciding that he needed to find somewhere to curl up. He was exposed and suddenly aware of how tired he was, though he didn’t understand why. But this was an exciting night… he’d tasted human flesh for the first time ever. He wondered why he hadn’t before… and when he could taste it again.

Kaden was slowing with every step. He could barely keep himself upright, but he kept going, kept pushing as far as he could make it. Just one more step, one more, it could be the difference between life and death. He couldn’t tell if his hunter senses were fading due to distance from the werewolf or from the blood loss. The edges of his vision were going black, blurry. He stumbled, lost his footing, and fell to the ground. There was too much pain to determine its origin. It was too much. All of it was too much. It would be easy to just let it all fade, to let the darkness–

No. He couldn’t. Let it. He pushed himself onto his hands and knees, crawling, ever inch in agony. Trail, nearby. He was pretty sure. He just had to get close. And hope that someone found him. Hope that it was someone and not something. In this town, it could be anything. Just had to make it to the trail. When his arms gave out, he kept going, clawing into the dirt with his fingers, determined to find someone, to not be alone, to make it, to… 

The adrenaline had faded. His strength was gone. The black had crept in, his vision faded away, and the world went dark. 

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[lukas-dark-miracles]

Final Flyers

PARTIES: @lukas-dark-miracles & @lithium-argon-wo-l-f TIMING: June 4th LOCATION: On a Bench Downtown SUMMARY: Lukas contemplates how his final flyers should look like. Luckily, Gael is there to help. CONTENT WARNINGS: Death of a Family member (Uncle), but to be Fair it's Lukas lying.

Lukas had finally rented a room at a local business to actually have the meeting. That meant that he could finally have the location up on his flyers - which meant that he should actually get those out. It honestly was becoming more complicated than he originally anticipated. While he’d always been organized as a Priest, a lot of that was scheduled outside of him and he had guidelines to follow. Now - for better or worse - it was all on him. So he was sitting very quietly on a bench outside of a building thinking seriously about what he should do. 

After all, it looked less silly than what  Lukas had been doing before - looking at flyers he had put up and staring intently at them trying to figure out if he should take them down and replace them or just take a marker and put the location and time of the first meeting. It looked much less strange for him to sit and ponder it, even if he still looked tense and honestly like he was lost. “It would look like graffiti if I do that though,” he muttered to himself trying to figure out an actually good solution. “Maybe if I put a sticker at the bottom instead?” 

Man, he was sore. Some of these nights made Gael feel truly old, a sensation he simultaneously denied and hated when the thoughts came knocking on his brain at unreasonable hours of the night or morning. He felt horrible that he had missed Mass, almost more so than how much his body hurt. However, he wasn’t going to be deterred from at least taking a walk even though all he wanted to do was crawl back in bed or maybe even collapse on his couch. So he took his little blue car, drove to a public parking lot where he left the thing and went for a walk with naught but his messenger bag and a tall thermos full of hot coffee. He’d walk around aimlessly, trying to assimilate himself back into public, find somewhere to sit and hopefully not fall asleep, then get back in his car and head home. 

That was the plan, and Gael was executing it well as he walked for an indeterminate amount of time, offering half-lidded eyes and a friendly, if tired smile to passersby when suddenly he walked past a bench with a man sitting on it and he stopped a few feet down the sidewalk. He furrowed his brow and carefully took a few steps backwards until he was sufficiently in front of the man, a pale individual with an expression that made it seem like he was conflicted with some big decision. 

Gael paused; was it his business to bother this stranger? Probably not but the guy looked like he was lost and it wasn’t in Gael’s nature to ignore someone who could use help. Worst case scenario was he got told to buzz off. “Excuse me,” He said softly so he didn’t startle the man from whatever he was looking at. “You okay?”

Lukas hadn’t been paying attention - even if this wasn’t his biggest  moral quandary to be solved - it still consumed him. After all, he was trying to make a good impression on the people of Wicked’s Rest - his people- and he should be thinking carefully about everything. Still, he hadn’t realized other people were paying attention to him. So when he heard a voice saying excuse me, he almost jumped. Luckily he caught himself so only his eyes moved to study the other instead of his whole body. 

“Oh - Ah sorry,” Lukas said, realizing that the other was worried about him. He still was getting used to being around humans again and realizing that he was fixating on a problem that probably wasn’t very important. He reached the back of his neck to rub at it for a second as he continued, “ I am fine, I’m just trying to figure out something fairly silly. I’m trying to figure out how to update posters and didn’t know which way would be better.” He gave the other a sheepish smile. “It’s apparently one of those days where I can’t quite understand what to do. You know?”

When the stranger responded and their eyes caught each other, Gael offered a half-smile in response to the other man. “Posters?” He repeated. “Like, do you mean you have a couple of different types and you’re trying to find out which one you’d rather use or are you literally trying to update posters you’ve put around town?” He found himself asking; he hurt all over but he was astute when it came to identifying when something was either a problem to be fixed, a puzzle to be solved or a challenge to overcome. It wasn’t until after he asked the question that the answer seemed obvious but he brushed it off - he wasn’t the only one with his mind not quite connecting the dots as well as they should today.

“May I?” He asked, extending a hand in a show of assistance to the stranger. “In my experience, a second pair of eyes tends to be helpful when faced with two strong options.” Gael thought he’d offer just in case the stranger could’ve used it - helping others tended to make him feel better in general and again, if the man sitting before him didn’t want it, that was also acceptable - maybe a little small talk would help put things into perspective for him.

“I would like to update some that I already put around town,” Lukas said with a sheepish smile. “I didn’t know the time when I originally put them up, and now I do. I just wasn’t sure if I should take down the old ones and put new ones up or save them somehow by writing the times on them.” 

At the question Lukas blinked but complied, showing the stranger the two sets of posters - one that he had just neatly wrote the new time on the poster and the other where he had redone the poster all together. “Sure. I mean if anything you might be able to tell me which way looks better. I just wanted people to not think it was graffiti or a trick you know. I can’t say that I’m very good at this kind of thing.” After all, he’d feel horrible if someone didn’t come because of something as silly as the presentation. 

“If you’re worried about graffiti, then I recommend we just take the old ones down as we find ‘em and post these new ones up.” Gael suggested as he glanced between the two options that the stranger presented before him, eyes dancing on the details, the inconsistencies and differences. While he personally wasn’t put off by addendums on things such as posters or notes, he also knew the general populace tended to regard things like that as either unprofessional or, as the other man had mentioned, as though it wasn’t to be taken seriously.

As he read the posters, however, he tilted his head and a familiarity crept into him. “You’re… the guy online who was starting the support group.” He said slowly, his gaze transitioning from the papers to the man who held up. “The one who apparently got a lot of flirts on anonymous, right?”

“Ah you’re probably right,” Lukas said, nodding to himself a little before he caught the bit about ‘we’.  “Oh - I don’t want to take your night away from you replacing posters.” After all, Lukas didn’t want to assume the man’s help. It wasn’t exactly pride - he thought getting help from others was absolutely fine - but he had scattered the flyers all over town and that was much more of a time commitment then the others probably realized. 

At the question Lukas nodded and said, “ Uh - Guilty as charged. I really didn’t think that post would get popular, but I am glad that the messages stopped.” Lukas had to block some of them, but he felt pretty reassured in doing so. “I have also been putting up posters since I don’t think the entire town is online, or at least I’m not sure of it. Figured it couldn’t hurt. Were you one of the ones that responded? Sorry, if I hadn’t caught your name. ” 

Gael nodded with a small smile. “I am! Uh, Gael,” He offered a hand for the other man to shake. “I think it’s wonderful that you’re committing to this - I think I mentioned this online but I’d like to reiterate that it takes a special type of person to do something like this for the suffering people of the town.” He remarked; indeed, there did seem to be a lot of people in and around the town that had burdens on their hearts and minds. And while Gael wasn’t one to bully people into following a religion, he did wonder what could’ve been done in lieu of it.

Speaking of religion though, as Gael kept his eyes on the man, he could’ve sworn he recognized him. The eyes, the facial structure, the cheekbones in particular… He’d have to wait for a name before he made any assumptions or said anything so instead, he tilted his head slightly. “It’s really no trouble; the least I can do to assist your project is help you hang up some posters.” He offered with a half-shrug. “My day is at my disposal and if I can use it to help others, that makes it worth it in my book.” He paused. “And His, too.” He pointed up at the sky mildly; part of his test, the recognition.

“Gael, It’s nice to meet you,” Lukas said, shaking the man’s hand and repeating his name, a habit he had to keep people straight. Afterall, he used to have to know entire congregations and while it got easier over time, you learned the tricks to be able to name people. “My name is Lukas. Ah - I remember now. Yes, I think there’s a lot of help that this town can have. Much like any other place, people have pain and sorrows, but for some reason I think this town is special in that sadness - and hopefully in the joy that can come with community.” 

Lukas smiled and continued, “That would be wonderful if you had the time. It could be easier I think with more than one person - but only if you didn’t have something else to do.” While he was talking, he carefully stood up taking his file folder that contained the new posters as well as his bag that contained ways of keeping them up. After all, even if the other got bored or had to leave, a little help might pass the time at least. At the mention of God, Lukas tilted his head and said, “Ah - Are you religious then? My Uncle used to talk like that when he was explaining random acts of kindness.” It was a lie, Lukas didn’t like telling, but he had been told that they had managed to put a memorial up of him in his old Church. His angel had said they should just burn the place down - but Lukas had convinced her for now that he could just say that he was his uncle.  

His hand was icy and it caught the professor off-guard, though that wasn’t the most curious thing about Lukas. If there was one thing Gael could smell without needing the brain injury for, it was sniffing out someone who wasn’t telling him the truth. What was the proverbial saying, ‘you can’t bullshit a bullshitter’? “I am!” He replied with enthusiasm, not letting his doubts on the validity of Lukas’ claim show through his genuine emotions. “Have been for a looong time.” He chuckled, taking a step back as the other man stood. “I mean, I’ve only been here for a few months but it didn’t take long for me to find the Parish,” He added, nonverbally pointing in a few directions for Lukas to indicate which direction they should go first. “The one I go to has a memorial for your uncle… They mourn his loss every day, it seems.” Gael kept his tone pleasant and light; maybe there was a reason why this stranger he found sitting on a bench was going out of his way to lie to him. If he was lying. “Is Lukas a strong family name?” He asked absently as the two walked. “I get it - I had two Tío Carlos’.” He wasn’t being dishonest, but then again, they came from two completely different families and names had a habit of being much more recycled where he was from.

Lukas nodded pleasantly, not particularly worried. After all, it wasn’t really up to him if the other believed him or not - but well Father Lukas was dead. He would have been twenty years older than he looked now, and most definitely dead. “I admire that, most people seem to be shaken in their faith at least a little.” He said, truthfully as they started to move. 

“Ah you must be a Catholic then,” Lukas said with a soft smile realizing that the other probably was connecting something. At the tone Lukas raised his eyebrow and nodded. “He was a good Priest. It was a tragedy what happened to him on his mission.”  At the questions with the names he couldn’t help but laugh and said, “I had the name first - Ah well you see when you're a priest you get to change your name and I begged my Uncle. We were born on the same day and I thought it would be special especially because he was going to leave for school. I must say now it was a little selfish of me, but I was about seven when I asked.”  Lukas looked sad enough remembering who he had been. In a lot of ways, Father Lukas had died that day - and while he didn’t like lying he was too attached to the name his mother had given him. Light. While it was a bit ironic now, it was at least something that connected him to her. Something he couldn’t shake. 

“I’m sorry - It is still hard to talk about,” Lukas said, his voice actually choking up with an emotion he wasn’t sure was rightfully his. “I - left the faith shortly before he went missing and - well I don’t think they are connected but I’ve spent my life thinking about it.” Although the words weren’t true, there was a tether - Lukas did feel guilt not being a priest anymore. Even though he was sure this was what he was supposed to do, it still hurt. It was always going to hurt. “Sorry - You didn’t want to help me because of my family woes,” He said giving Gael a small nod. “It is good news that they do seem to miss him.”

Gael listened to Lukas explain the connections that, until they were explained, didn’t entirely make sense in his brain and even as Lukas provided answers, something still didn’t sit right with him. He looked JUST like the picture, the blue-eyed man with the lively expression and the high cheekbones. And yet… It was his uncle. The memorial itself was old, too - he didn’t have the precise date but it was over 15 years ago if he remembered correctly.

He pushed all of these coincidences aside though - the man he was talking to lamented and carried a genuine emotion in it when he talked about his uncle. “No no, it’s fine.” Gael tilted his head slightly. “I asked and you told me. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bring up bad memories.” His own tone was truthful - he acknowledged that sometimes his curiosity was short-sighted and foolish, and it was a challenge for him to think about things in a grander scale, how his questions would make others feel if they had to think and talk about these seemingly innocuous things, at least to Gael.

“They do.” Gael reciprocated the nod and glanced at one of the posters that was put up before the time was changed. “Well the old posters don’t look BAD,” he regarded, popping his neck as he took it down to replace it with one from the pile. “I’m glad we’re going with these new ones, though.”

Lukas shrugged slightly at the other’s apology and continued lightly, “It’s okay. I -the memories are pretty strong now that I am back in this town.” It was true enough, he was a Priest here after all. The people in this town were his to care for and shepard, even if his new mission was darker than it was before. In many ways, his old self was dead and he did mourn it. He missed being a child of the light, but he knew deeply that this was his road now. Still, the other didn’t need to witness this switch, and he hoped very much that Gael wouldn’t. After all, he wasn’t put together enough to go into the Church yet - although he thought it was just a matter of time and will than anything completely out of reach. He would try again as soon as he could hold the rosary in his hands again.  “I’m sure even if you didn’t ask I would have ended up being emotional about it. It is good to remember he was loved.” 

Lukas gave the other a gentle smile and when he looked at the poster he couldn’t help the laugh that went through him. “It’s okay if you think they looked bad. I am not very good at graphic design. I think you are right and these new ones would at least be more informative. Thank you again for helping.” 

“No no, they don’t look bad!” Gael chuckled. “I think my brain was just thinking about the other option where it had the marker on it that said the new time.” He gave a light-hearted half-shrug. “And it’s no problem, not even a little one. I like helping out.” It wasn’t untrue; he was in pain right now for sure, but every person he interacted with, every conversation he had, served as a distraction from the ache that thumped his bones.

He still couldn’t shake the idea that there was more to Lukas than met the eye… he knew that some people left the church for their own reasons and he didn’t want to press the matter, especially since it seemed to make Lukas emotional, which he completely understood - he didn’t have to wonder how something like that would affect him. However, something caught Gael’s attention and as they continued to walk, he addressed his companion once more. “So you were born here then moved?” He asked. “How long have you been back in town?”

“Oh - good,” Lukas said feeling a little silly but still laughing with the other, “On both accounts it seems.” After all, right now seemed rather normal to him, and he liked that. Lukas liked being around people - he always had. So even if him and Gael had started out strangers and probably still were, it was nice. It was easy to walk with the other, especially as he seemed to at least dropped his previous lines of questioning. 

At the set of questions Lukas nodded at the first question before properly answering, “Oh yes. I’ve only been back for a few months I believe. Time seems to blur here.” He thought that was true enough, after all why would he bother to track something as silly as time when he was going to live for eternity? Still, the other might not currently have that promise. “Are you from around here? I thought I knew most people - but that might have just been hubris on my part.” 

“Yeah, tell me about it. Hard to believe I’ve been here for over half a year already.” Gael agreed as he hung another poster up - the way time seemed to work in the town was a psychosomatic blur sometimes and a creeping trail of ivy others. Like Shrodinger put a clock into the box instead of a cat; both telling time and broken until you opened it up.

That made ZERO sense. Gael shook his head free of that absurd train of thought and regarded Lukas again, holding his hand out for more posters as they walked. “No no, it’s– I’ve only been here for, well–” He faltered with a laugh and motioned with his free hand in the air as though he were pointing to the previous point of the conversation. “About half a year. Over half a year. I’m actually from Guatemala,” He explained. “Then I moved to Arizona, then to Massachusetts, then to here.” The entire time, he kept motioning with his hand, feeling the residual soreness melting away as he became more familiar with Lukas and finding his demeanor to be gentle, friendly, if a little cold but only literally - the man looked like a specter.

“Sorry, that was the long version of ‘no’,” He laughed in spite of himself.

Lukas nodded trying to learn more about his would-be poster companion. He hadn’t been in town for long at all and that was good for him at least. Lukas was careful around people he knew would have known him, but there were always so many variables that he simply didn’t care very much to cover. After all, he wasn’t planning on hiding forever, just until he was certain it wouldn’t matter much. 

“That’s quite a world trip,” Lukas said as he carefully took down posters here and there and replaced them with new ones. “You must find it very cold here, although I suppose if you lived in Massachusetts for a while you must have gotten at least a little used to the cold.” He noticed the motions Gael seemed to make, wondering for a moment why but deciding that it was probably too much to actually pry into. “I don’t mind long versions of answers,” Lukas said with a chuckle himself. “Are you here for the cryptid culture or school then?” Lukas continued, “From what I’ve heard from visitors that's why most people come here. That and the school, of course.” 

Gael tapped his chin in thought for a brief moment before he inhaled. “Honestly I had no idea this place had so much cryptid culture.” He admitted, not untruthfully - cryptids were never his strong suit, as was nothing else that wasn’t based in science. Religion was the only exception to that rule. He could totally see where Lukas was coming from though, considering that there seemed to be an entire amusement park dedicated to cryptology. Sometimes when he thought about it, the whole town reminded him of a Stephen King novel with how… strange it was.

“I’m here for the university, yeah.” He nodded. “I’m the chemistry professor at UMWR.” Gael then looked over at the taller man. “What about you? Any hobbies or profession aside from being a poster-designer for an up-and-coming support group?” 

“It can be pretty surprising if you aren’t expecting it,” Lukas said knowing that most people that found themselves here often found that their lives were a bit stranger than they had been in other places. It was something he had, as a human, chalked up to the atmosphere of a town near the ocean up in the New England area. After all, many horror novels did use this as a setting. Now, of course, he knew a little better that the strangeness seeped into this place. 

At the confirmation that it was the University Lukas couldn’t help but be a bit proud of himself. “Ah. That’s wonderful to hear. The University I believe in is pretty excellent. - Oh I probably should have been calling you Doctor then?” At the question Lukas couldn’t help but chuckle and said, “I’m a freelance writer. Mostly I write advice columns and opinion pieces.” It was a skill that had transferred well enough from his priesthood days. “Something Wicked News is one that I write for often, and overall I think it is an excellent local paper.”   “Something Wicked News, you write for them?” Gael asked dumbly. “They have some really solid articles!” Even if an alarmingly large amount of it was reporting on missing people or strange anomalies that were seen around town. He wondered if he could recall something written by the man in the past, not that he knew better then. Obviously. He then shook his head to address the earlier question. “Nah, just Gael. The kids call me ‘Professor Córdova’ but.. I dunno, I never really thought about it.” He paused and replaced another poster with the updated one, leaning back for a second to make sure it wasn’t completely crooked. “And you got me on that weather thing, too.” He realized that he forgot to address it earlier. “Gives me an excuse to wear sweaters though - never really got to use them as a kid.” He glanced down at one of his arms before mentally comparing it with Lukas’. “You seem like you get really cold in the winter.”

“Yes, occasionally. I appreciate that, although I think I would have to leave that more to the daily staff there,” Lukas said thinking of the work that they did. He was probably not exactly a journalist, but he did enjoy writing the advice articles at the very least. 

Lukas nodded again, glad enough he hadn’t actively been disrespecting the other. He had a habit he was slowly breaking of being overly formal with people. After all, he wasn’t connected to God anymore; he didn't need to.  “I get it. I just know that some professors might care.” At the comment Lukas chuckled and said, “I suppose you might not have. It would be a hard winter here if you didn’t have any here. - I’m pretty used to the cold at this point. I don’t think I notice it much.” It was true enough, even as a human Lukas was used to the Maine weather, missing in his concentration the fact that the other hadn’t asked if he felt cold in the winter. “I’m sure you’ll get used to it too.” 

Carefully looking at the rest of the posters in his folder he nodded and said, “I think - yes that’s all the corrected ones I had. I must thank you again - you’ve probably cut my day in half, Gael.” Lukas pushing his glasses back on his noses by the brim - a habit he never seemed to get rid of no matter how many times he had been told that it wasn’t Priestly - he gave the other man a smile. “It was very nice to meet you - if you want me to walk you back to where you were I don’t mind.” 

“Oh, for sure.” Gael gave a light shrug. “Professors, the daily staff, et cetera. We’re both two pieces of well-oiled machines. Or… I like to think so.” He added, lightly jabbing at the university’s lack of funding and equipment when it came to that incident in the mines a few weeks ago.

His mind was traveling. He needed to get better about that. “And I’m that way with heat. Guatemala can get very humid. At least Arizona was dry heat.” He laughed as Gael followed Lukas’ gaze to the remainder of the posters, considering how long they’d been at it and realizing that it didn’t seem like it’d been that long at all. “Sure thing! It’s really a lot easier to do stuff like this with someone.” He smiled at his companion; fortunately, they seemed to move from the awkward start of Gael improperly recognizing the man as his late uncle but the more they talked about innocuous stuff, the easier it got. “Time flies when you’re… I won’t say ‘having fun’ but it was nice getting to know you, too.” He popped his neck with a satisfied grunt and nodded in affirmation.

“Yeah, let’s go back. And keep me posted! Maybe I’ll pop into one of those meetings one day.” The words came out easily despite his internal gnawing that he really didn’t need it; he was very thankful that someone kind and polite like Lukas was getting one going. Gael would just settle for helping in mundane, everyday ways like helping hang posters.

#para: Gael #our gentle sins; para #wickedswriting

[kiwi-tmntfan]

Made this a while ago and just now decided to post it here as well because I'm a chaotic gal and don't know what I'm doing with my life. Presenting... a random rottmnt scenario I made up (featuring me lol)

Me and Don: *laughing on the floor*

Leo: *staring at us, annoyed*

Raph: *confused* What are they doing?

Leo: Keira told me joke, which was NOT FUNNY by the way, and now... *gestures to us*

~ earlier ~

Leo: Hey, Keira! Know any good jokes?

Me: Oh, sure sure. *can't stop laughing*

Leo: *slightly confused*

Me: Ok ok, sorry. I'd- *wheezing* I'd tell you a chemistry joke- *dies*

Donnie: *walks in the room*

Me: Sorry. *wheezes* I'd tell you a chemistry joke, but all the good ones argon *dies even more*

Donnie: *also dies*

Leo: *confused*

Donnie: Oh, I use chemistry puns too.. but only periodically

Me: *even more dead* Hey Dee, did you hear about the date between Oxygen and Potassium?

Donnie: *knows what's coming* No, I did not.

Me: It went OK.

Donnie: Ahh.. Now, do you know which chemical element is the best?

Me: I don't think so..?

Donnie: Gold, because it's Au-some

Me and Don: *laughing the entire time while exchanging chemistry puns*

~ present ~

Raph: Oh..

Mikey: Are they ever gonna stop? It's kinda freaking me out..

Leo: I'm not sure, Miguel. But I do know that K and Dee should never be in the same room. Ever. Again.

Raph and Mikey: Agreed.

#i'd totally draw this if i could draw #not sure if don would actually laugh as much as i would but #idk maybe i could write it more realistically sometime #also formatting on the website on mobile is an absolute PAIN #yes i don't have the app #leave me alone /lh #k i'm done rambling now #wait no i just thought of something to say #chemistry puns will be my downfall #hey i should make that the name of my blog #especially since i already mention my name in my pinned post #anyway #i'm actually finished now lol #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt leo #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt raph #rise donnie #rise leo #rise mikey #rise raph #rottmnt scenario #tmnt #tmnt donnie #tmnt raph #tmnt leo #tmnt mikey #tmnt scenario

[oraclekleo]

List of Idols and Actors I know or follow

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Requests status:

K-Pop Readings - CLOSED

List of Idols and Actors I included into my ultimate chart and into the Compatibility Calculator:

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Groups:

(G)I-DLE

2PM

3YE

A.C.E

AB6IX

ARGON

ASTRO

ATEEZ

B.A.P

BAE173

BigBang

BIGFLO

Black Pink

BLACK6IX

Block B

BtoB

BTS

BZ BOYS

CIX

CNBlue

CRAVITY

DAY6

DKB

Dreamcatcher

E’LAST

EXO

f(x)

GHOST9

Golden Child

GOT7

GreatGuys

Highlight

History

iKON

IMFACT

IN2IT

INFINITE

JUST B

KARD

KINGDOM

KNK

LUCENTE

LUCY

LUMINOUS

Mamamoo

MAP6

MONSTA X

MY_st

N.Flying

NCT

NIK

NOIR

NU'EST

OMEGA X

ONEUS

ONEWE

ONF

OnlyOneOf

Pentagon

Red Velvet

Seventeen

SF9

SHINee

Shinhwa

Stray Kids

Super Junior

TAN

TARGET

Teen Top

TEMPEST

The Boyz

The King

The Rose

TVXQ

TXT

U-KISS

UNIQ

UNVS

UP10TION

VANNER

VAV

VICTON

VIXX

VOISPER

Vromance

WEi

Winner

WOW

Xdinary Heroes

ZE:A

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Actors + Soloists

Ahn Hyo-seop

Ahn Jae Hyun

BoA

Byeon Woo Seok

Demian

Do Ji Han

Earth

Eric Nam

Gao Hanyu

God

Gong Yoo

Gun

Ha Sungwoon

Hirose Tomoki

Hong Jong-hyun

Hyeok Geun Choe

Cha Hyunseung

Ishikawa Plowden Luke

Jaejoong

Jasper Liu

Jay Park

Ji Chang Wook

Ji Soo

Ji Sung

Johnny Huang

Jongkook

Jung Il Woo

Jung Won Chang

JUNNY

Kang Daniel

Kang Haneul

Kim Jaewook

Kim Soo Hyun

Kim Woobin

Kinchiku Yuuki

Kwak Dong Yeon

Lai Leon Yi

Lee Dong Wook

Lee Jae-wook

Lee Jehoon

Lee Jong Suk

Lee Joon Gi

Lee Min-Ho

Lee Min-ki

Lee Soo Hyuk

Luo Yunxi

Max

Mew

Mike

Nam Joo-hyuk

Off

Park Bo-gum

Park Hae Jin

Park Hyung Sik

Park Seo-joon

Sakaguchi Kentaro

Satoh Takeru

Seo In Guk

Simon Dominic

Simon Gong

Song Kang

Song Weilong

Sota Fukushi

Sung Hoon

Takhon Paing

Timmy Xu

Tsao Yu Ning

Tul

Vardy Wang

Vincent

Wang Rui Chang

Wi Ha Joon

Woo Do Hwan

Xiao Zhan

Xu Kaicheng

Yokohama Ryusei

Yoo Seung Ho

Young-Kwang

Yu Christian

Zee

Zhang Zhe Han

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Members of the listed groups who went solo

+ You are allowed to request any idol or actor or celebrity you like as long as they are 18 years old or older. Including non-asian ones.

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[tolkien-feels]

So which Fëanorian does Idril, also Turgon's kin, attach to? I vote Celebrimbor because I've managed to contrive a scenario where he ends up in Gondolin after Nargothrond falls. They can bond as the last two fourth generation Finwëans who remember Aman (while Turgon wrings his hands despairingly in the background), and Idril can have a cousin who isn't trying to marry her.

I have no idea about Argon though. Amrod and Amras?

I actually headcanon that Argon takes his father's side and doesn't hang out much with the Feanorians. When he does, it's usually with Celebrimbor, in keeping with my headcanon that Argon is very young, and Fingolfin is Maedhros's age.

Idril is a good girl who has no close friendship to any Feanorians. She was too young in Aman to be friends with any of them (more like, collective Finwean kiddo who has feud immunity), and after her mother dies, she doesn't like the guys her father doesn't like. By the time she's grown up enough to think for herself, she's already in Gondolin so she doesn't meet any of them, not really.

If it helps, Finrod breaks Turgon's heart by refusing to hate the Feanorians with him :/

[lalsingh228-blog]

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Honeymoon Sweetheart

Argon x reader

Kinktober 2023: First Time

A/N: This was surprisingly difficult to write, keeping in tune with Argon's personality and not straying.

Warnings: fem!reader, virgin reader and Argon, first time, fingering, soft sex

Words: 6.1k

Synopsis: It's yours and Argon's first night as a married couple.

List of Requests

“Does it feel good?” His voice was delicate, filled with anxiousness and thrill as he looked on. Hands slightly shaking, not from their actions, but from the fear of messing up as he looked at your ethereal form lying on your back, cocooned by messy sheets and discarded pillows lying aimlessly about the bed. The blinds around the bed were halfway opened, providing just a small peak into your personal paradise in your new chapter of life.

The image of long, inky hair, flowing over his broad shoulders and down his semi-nude figure was captivating. Your husband. It was exhilarating to use the term after aeons of courting one another, he was finally here to tie the knot and sail away into forever with you. Your Arakáno, the young princeling of the Noldor was finally yours and entangled in the best positions you could imagine. Fingers buried and nestled deeply within your spongey walls, crooking away at your sweet spot with a feigned innocent look on his face. As much as he attempted to hide his enthusiasm visually, he knew you were able to read his facial expressions.

Curling your fingers into the sheet as he pressed against your sweet spot, your legs jolted and your back arched off the bed at the rise in pressure. Your lids were hooded and staring up at his hovering figure over yours. One hand gripping the pillow under your head while his long torso was covered in a sheen of sweat from the humidity, he batted his lashes at every micro–expression your face conveyed. The ‘O’ formatting of your mouth whenever he pressed against your spot and the biting of your lips to suppress your moans whenever he pumped his finger faster made his trousers uncomfortably tighter. He was sure to have combusted before you two actually engaged.

In his hovering position, he leaned his body lower, already enjoying the feeling of your lips on him from the entire evening, he swallowed them again. The little gasp you let out into his mouth from the abrupt action, combined with his fingers crooking repetitively against your sweet spot, one of your hands immediately shot out to curl in his hair. You were unsure of whether to push him away or pull him closer as kissed you with passion. Kissing him like still was wholesome, and to see him slowly letting loose under comfort was warming.

Digging your heels into the mattress and pushing yourself upwards as the pressure built, you were whispering into the kiss, “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, keep going!” wanting for your bliss to wash over you like spring rain. It surprised you that he only asked questions whenever he was confused or unsure, and with his lack of ‘why’ at this moment, you had an inclination that his siblings and cousins bombarded his poor brain with their knowledge—they refused to leave him alone the entire night, so you could only imagine what they stuffed into his head.

“Káno, so close. I–I can feel it, oh God! Keep going please.” Eyes shut and breaking the kiss to whimper, you missed the small victory grin he produced to understand that he was about to accomplish a great feat, doing something right.

Looking down to where his fingers were wedged between your thighs, he was baffled by the glistening effect on his palm and wrist under the peaking moonlight, slithering through the blinds. His eyes left your face to stare awestruck at the work of art you were producing all over him, understanding that you were about to orgasm all over his hand. With nonstop motion, Argon repositioned himself swiftly, without losing stamina, to kneel between your legs, wanting to obtain a better view.

However, finding your squirming to be obscuring his view, a large palm was placed flat against your stomach to keep your still while his fingers pumped and curled according to your earlier commands. Little gushes of your arousal could be seen trickling out as his fingers thrust vigorously while he felt the increasing tightness of your walls around his fingers as though you were sucking him back in with every pump. An awe–like laugh slipped out at his amazement.

“You're so perfect,” he whispered, his eyes locked on your arousal, aware that you were on the brink. Your body thrashed on the bed, legs clamping around his hand, back arching off the mattress, and your hands gripping the sheets without concern for tearing them apart. All that remained was for him to witness the transformation of your angelic state into something even more ethereal and divine.

Panting and squealing as the burning sensation intensified, you shot up, your hands scrambling to hold onto Argon against your sweaty body as you trembled. Your hands slid from his sweaty torso as you shook from the intensity of the buildup. However, you could still feel his fingers slowly pumping, not yet withdrawing but remaining buried to relish the warmth and imagine what it would feel like for his cock. His poor member twitched and strained against his trousers, and if he didn’t remove them soon, he would likely explode before he could relieve himself. Yet, he continued to respect your pace, not wanting to shock you with his completely naked form.

Grinning as your smaller figure clung to him and trembled in the aftermath, he rubbed your back while you buried your face into his torso. The hot breaths escaping your mouth added to the heat of the moment, making his anticipation nearly unbearable. He tossed his head upwards to gaze at the canopy above, mumbling a silent ‘Fuck’ before returning his loving gaze to you. It was at that moment he decided to withdraw his fingers from your heat, savouring the sound of the squelch and the sensation of your inner muscles clinging to him like a secure blanket.

You looked up at him through hooded eyes, meeting his boyish smile with a giggle as you tilted your head upwards, silently demanding a kiss. Complying with your request, he met your lips in a tender embrace, two mouths coming together to savour the softness of your post-coital glow. Your fluttering giggles were like music to his ears, washing away his nerves as you prepared to embark on the next stage of your journey together.

Pecking his lips repeatedly, on the seventh kiss, you pulled away “Are we still…you know, continuing?” you asked with a hint of nervousness.

Blinking out of the trance you placed him under, he hesitantly nodded. “Only if you want to,” he said while sporting the hardest erection in his trousers. If anyone were to touch him, he’d explode. But of course, being raised with manners, he would have surely disappeared into the bathroom while you were resting and relieved himself.

“Uh–huh, of course, I want to continue,” you reacted, shuffling to your knees before him. “I’ve waited long for this moment Káno…” Sucking a deep breath after you spoke, you looked away from his piercing eyes to rake your eyes down his abdomen to meet his bulge.

Swallowing, you cast another glance at him before extending your hand to meet the ties of his trousers. He didn’t flinch or move, remaining still as he sucked in his breath, watching as you undressed him. Your nimble fingers slowly untied his trousers, almost as if you were waiting for him to halt the sequence of actions. However, you continued until the strings were undone. All that remained was to remove the material from his body, baring himself naked to you, just as you had done.

Gathering enough courage, your finger gripped the edges of the waistband to tug when his larger hands engulfed them. “Wait,” he began, “let me remove them. I still have to come off the bed.” There was the attempt to fit in a joke to ease the tension that settled throughout the room.

With a reassuring smile sent his way, you folded your legs sideways on the bed as he got off the stand at the foot. His tall and slightly muscular stature loomed over you, bearing remnants of scars from his tumultuous battles during his youth. The most prominent scar, an angry pink and jagged one, ran from his right shoulder to his left hip—a reminder of the blow that nearly took his life when he was an impetuous youth. Multiple times since the night had begun and he had revealed his shirtless form to you, your fingers and lips had traced those scars as if etching them into your memory.

His inky hair cascaded over his shoulder, most of it flowing down his back, with loose strands gracing his chest. With taut muscles and a proud posture, he gripped the flaps of his waistband and tugged the material down his hips, letting it slide down his legs. Throughout the entire process, his eyes never met yours, as they remained fixed on the carpeted floor. Strangely, embarrassment painted his face and body language, which surprised you once the trousers were completely off, and he returned to his full height. To you, there seemed to be no reason for him to be ashamed, especially when he had encouraged you to embrace your own nudity before him.

“Arakáno?” you called out, noticing his fists were clenched at his sides. You weren’t sure if the action was based on his awkwardness or the hard–on he was sporting. It appeared painfully angry with the leaking precum. From the looks of it, you were definitely baffled by the size and blushed a little at the idea of all that being inside you very soon. Would it fit? You hope it did.

He lifted his eyes to meet your gentle gaze, feeling your doe-eyed gaze penetrate the barriers he had erected. From where you were, your sweet voice called out to him, urging him to come closer. His footsteps dragged hesitantly across the carpet until his leg bumped against the foot of the bed. His head still hung low, his fingers fidgeted at his sides, and his toes tapped nervously against the floor.

“Káno, my sweet, sweet Káno,” you called again, this time, shuffling closer to the edge of the bed and rising to your knees. Your head reached his torso, still a great distance from his neck or lips—where you wanted to be. With your right hand outstretched, your cupped his nap, indicating you wanted a kiss.

Eager and willing to comply, he had relished the taste of your lips ever since that moment at the altar when he first kissed you. He tilted his head to meet you halfway, his enthusiasm nearly threatening to unbalance you from your kneeling position. However, you were saved by his strong arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer to him. To help ease his tension, you ran your other hand through his hair, tugging and scraping your nails against his tender scalp. You loved the way his body became more relaxed and pliant under your touch. He fell deeper into the kiss, his knees momentarily buckling before he steadied himself with you as support.

Your laughter escaped the kiss, causing him to accidentally kiss your teeth, eliciting a soft whine from him. Eager to return to your lips, his arms travelled up your back to grip your head, keeping you focused and in front of him so his lips could capture yours once more. With a touch of ferocity, Argon treated your lips as if they were a delectable dessert, biting and tugging at them, savouring every moment as though honey had been drizzled upon them. Each time your lips parted for breath, your hands would wander down his body, scraping your nails against his washboard abs, and you couldn’t help but grin as he groaned or trembled.

As you teased your fingers lower, his kiss slowed, moving from your lips to the junction of your neck. Once your hands reached his pelvis, you felt him freeze against you, awaiting your next move. To say you weren’t nervous about attempting the next step would be an understatement; you were riddled with jitters. What if you made a mistake, and he didn’t like how you were touching him? What if he felt too embarrassed to say anything about it? What if he decided to end the entire encounter and called it a night?

“Are you alright?” he murmured into your neck. “Do you want to stop?”

“No, no, I’m fine. Just…” your voice trailed off hoping he would catch the tone of what you were implying.

Not wanting to leave the session hanging and feeling a teaspoon of confidence, mostly to deal with his aching cock and put it out of its misery, Argon's right hand released the nape of your neck and found your hand. He didn’t look down to observe his actions but kept his face buried in the crook of your neck while your hand continued its ministrations. Guiding you to meet his cock, he felt your hesitation when your finger brushed against the tip, and in response, he hissed at the sensation.  

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to—”

“It’s alright; it just felt good,” he replied.

Amazed at how his cock had twitched in response to your touch, you extended your hand to meet him again, this time wrapping your fingers around his middle. He released a sigh of relief the moment your hands closed around him, his own hand gripping your wrist tightly before sliding down to encompass your fingers around his cock. There was a pregnant pause that hung in the air, neither of you making a sound before his hand guided yours in a slow, deliberate motion up and down his length. As you parted your lips at the sight, you were caught off guard by Argon's whimpering in the crook of your neck.

His breathing quickened as his hand continued to guide yours, helping you to twist and apply the right amount of pressure to provide pleasure. The way his abdomen clenched and became taut, flexing as he found relief, was mesmerizing. Unbeknownst to you, this reaction wasn’t solely due to his release; it was also a response to your delicate touch on such a sensitive part of him. Feeling you hold him so tenderly in your hands sent his heart fluttering and pulsing excitement through his cock.

Pushing more of his head into your neck, he panted and groaned, finally dropping his hand to let you work. “You can…You can—the head, swipe for friction…”

Raising your brows as you processed his words and fought off the confusion, your thumb swiped at the beads of precum that had gathered at the head of his cock, and you spread it along his length. As requested, this reduced friction as you tried to apply the same pressure he preferred, squeezing and twisting with both hands. “Is this good?” you asked meekly, turning your head to brush your lips against his hair.

Unable to convey his satisfaction verbally, his hands tightened around your waist, and he pushed his hips into your hands, matching your pace. The more he thrust his hips, the more precum gathered at the head, allowing you to collect and spread it over him. But Argon didn’t want to stop. No, he wanted to cease before he climaxed in your hands prematurely; he desired to finish inside you, marking your union. Yet, he was torn between summoning the strength to pull away and continuing to revel in the bliss. His whines were a clear indication of how much he was enjoying the experience.

As his hips continued their rhythmic movements, he managed to pull his head from your neck and return to his towering height. His lips were parted, eyes closed, and his body was covered in a sheen of sweat. His thighs were tense and trembling, and it was a miracle he hadn’t already reached his peak the moment you touched him. Suddenly, his left hand shot out to grip your wrist, halting your motion.

 “Oh, I–I’m sorry,” you cried out, withdrawing your body from him and returning to a sitting position.

Opening his eyes in response to your frantic reaction, he looked down and furrowed his brow. “No, no,” he reassured in his typical worrisome tone. “It’s just, um, I, uh... It was feeling really... good, but...” He sounded embarrassed, struggling to explain that your actions were making him feel so good, still in the awkward stage of expressing his desires.

“But?” you encouraged him.

As he fumbled with his words, finding it nearly impossible to articulate his desire, it brought back memories of his cousins cornering him and outlining how his night would progress step by step. A subtle blush couldn’t help but rise to his cheeks.

Realization dawned on you, and you couldn’t help but feel a bit silly for not realizing sooner. “Ah, you want us to lie together now,” you mumbled.

Pleased that you had grasped his point without him having to blurt it out and sink further into embarrassment, he let out an exhale of relief and nodded rapidly. “Hmm, yes, yes!”

As you shuffled further up the bed, Argon stepped forward, gingerly climbing onto the mattress. You settled your head against the single pillow and let out a deep breath. The excitement was still there, but now the nerves had taken centre stage as the main event was about to begin. No amount of preparation could truly prepare you for this moment. Your fingers were curled into the bedsheets, and your legs lay straight along the bed, making it difficult for your loving husband to find a comfortable position.

Noticing your nervousness, he remembered his brother’s advice about soothing your nerves by gently massaging your skin, particularly your legs. Still kneeling with your feet brushing against his knees, he reached out and began to slide his hands up your legs, applying gentle pressure and kneading your flesh. He carefully observed your reactions, gradually increasing the force as he moved past your kneecaps and up to your thighs, where you seemed most tense. In addition to his hands, his lips came down to follow, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses over your thighs. Your not-so-subtle moans escaped your lips and met his ears, encouraging him to continue and move higher.

His body caged yours like a predator savouring its prey, exploring and relishing every inch of your body before making its move. His lips and hands worked in harmony to gradually ease you, primarily focusing on your thighs and pelvis. Occasionally, he planted kisses on your lower abdomen, chuckling softly as you sucked in your belly and then shifted his attention to your mound, listening to your reactions. Your responses encouraged him to push past his nerves and fully embrace the idea of making you his one and only. He was growing bolder and more confident with each passing moment, evident in his increasing assertiveness.

Leaving bites and nibbles on specific areas around your pelvis, his lips moved upward, treating each breast with the same tantalizing attention before reaching your lips. He wasted no time in reclaiming your mouth, parting your lips to slip his tongue inside. With your consent and enchantment, your legs were guided apart, wrapping around his waist and allowing his throbbing cock to rest against your heat. He swallowed your gasps and moans, rocking his body to glide his cock through your slick folds, creating delicious friction. The pressure of him nestled against you caused your walls to clench desperately, even though there was nothing to grip onto.

Your hands left the sheets and reached for his back muscles, embedding your nails into his shoulder blades as his rock persisted.

The kiss was hurried and clumsy, causing your nose and foreheads to bump against one another, sometimes your teeth would knock. This made him pull back to catch his breath with a playful grin before diving back in for another attempt. No longer were his movements jagged, but now filled with fluidity and confidence. In his mind, he reminded himself that it was his duty to see this moment through and provide pleasure to his wife.

He giggled into the kiss and pulled away, leaving a string of saliva to connect.

“What’s so funny?” you asked.

With a loud exhale, he gently shook his head, brushing a few loose strands of hair away from your face. “It’s nothing, really,” he began, “I just can’t believe that I’m married, and you’re my wife, and I’m your husband. I love the sound of the word; it makes me so happy,” he whispered against your lips, grinning like a love-struck puppy.

Feeling giddy from his comment, you laughed alongside your husband, showering in the elation of being a married couple. “It makes me happy also, husband. I love you,” you whispered against his lips, giving a peck at the end.

At that moment, he felt like he could lose himself and turn into a blushing tomato at the sweet words you spoke. Your words had the magical power to make him feel soft and tender, and there was nothing he wouldn't do if you asked him to.

Flickering his eyes to meet yours as the laughter between you two subsided, a wave of seriousness settled. As his body shifted to rest his weight on his knees and arms, there was an increased weight pressing upon your heat from the bending of his hips angled towards your sex. Instinctively, your nails curled into his shoulder blades upon the new shift in position and your hips pushed into the weight, enjoying the sensation of having his cock running through your fold and unknowingly teasing your clit.

“Permission to engage My Lady?” His charisma was peaking in this moment, accompanied by his adorable smile.

Your heart faltered at the smile and subconsciously you nodded your head, trusting that he would take care.

With a slip of his hand between your bodies, they recalled their previous route and slithered two fingers past your entrance to test the waters once more. There was a small intake of breath on your end as his fingers scissored and twisted the deeper they travelled producing obscene sounds. He crooked and pumped those long, slender fingers like he previously did, right away pressing against the edge of your sweet spot to get your body ready for what was to come next. You couldn’t believe you were this aroused the entire time and because of him? The awareness turned you on even more and led to audible moans escaping your lips.

You repeatedly muttered his name in an endless chant as his fingers delved deeper, and he too breathed heavily, closely observing the subtle movements of your hips rolling to meet his fingers and the way your stomach contracted. However, he was determined not to spend another moment with his fingers inside you when his cock was yearning for more.

Exercising self-control, he promptly withdrew his fingers and smeared your arousal over his throbbing member before aligning it with your eager entrance. Both of your gazes remained locked on his cock as the tip pressed against your wet slit. You held your breath, your stomach sucked in, and your shoulders tensed from the anticipation, the air heavy with suspense. Time seemed to crawl by as his hips drew nearer, gradually penetrating your passage. Initially, the sensation as he slipped inside was neutral, but as he persisted, a slight discomfort built up, causing you to shift.

Quick to notice your discomfort, Argon paused and gauged your expression, worried that he was hurting you. “Are you…in pain? Do you want me to stop? Just say it.”

“No, no, no. It’s alright, it’s alright. I can handle it,” you panted with your eyes squeezed tightly. “Keep going,” you encouraged.

Putting his trust in your response, he resumed his movements. Gradually inching in, he couldn’t help but shudder at the intense heat surrounding him. Your walls continued to flex and adapt, accommodating the discomfort, which in turn caused his toes to curl from the unrelenting tightness that seemed to suffocate him. Perhaps his cousins had neglected to mention this particular aspect during their discussions. His head spun as he slid deeper, wondering just how long it would take before he was fully engulfed. It felt like an agonizingly slow process, stretching on for what seemed like hours.

However, your agonising wait was over when his panting turned into a long grunt, and he nearly collapsed on top of you. Beads of perspiration rolled down his temple and dripped off his chin, falling on the pillow. His eyes were shut taking the moment to relish that his most anticipated moment was over. “Eru!” he cried and flopped his head beside yours.

But from your perspective, impatience seemed to be your current state. While he could bask in your warmth at another time, right now, you needed him to take action. “Love, please, I need you to move,” you whimpered, your tone filled with pleading urgency.

You didn't have to request it again as his hands swiftly adjusted to secure your hips, preventing any squirming so he could proceed. Initially, his movements were somewhat erratic and uncoordinated as he struggled to find the perfect angle and rhythm. The overwhelming pleasure clouded his thoughts and made it challenging to maintain a steady pace in his thrusts. Fortunately, when your hands ventured down his spine and gripped his buttocks, he paused his movements briefly and took a deep breath.

You rocked your hips upwards, ignoring the fading discomfort and pushed his hips downwards to meet your thrusts. “Move with me Káno, move with me. Just like that,” you instructed.

He found it incredibly arousing that you took charge of the situation, guiding his hips to match your rhythm and setting a new tempo. His breath caught in his throat as the sensations began to build once more. He marvelled at the sight of your hips meeting his, allowing him to penetrate even deeper. The comforting embrace of your velvety walls snuggled around him, pleading for him to stay longer with each withdrawal, was nothing short of sensational. Despite your guidance, he managed to maintain his rhythm, and he found your assertiveness to be incredibly seductive. He hoped for more opportunities to experience your leadership in intimate moments.

Amidst the symphony of your moans and his grunts, only muffled by the curtains that cocooned you in your private world, the bed rocked and creaked beneath your passionate movements. Your hands fumbled to find a secure grip as the heat between you intensified, causing sweat to coat your bodies. This added to the smooth friction of your nipples brushing against his chest, pressed firmly to your body, as you both sought to feel every shudder and ripple. The knowledge that you were both lost in the moment, driven by your sounds and touches, brought a fresh wave of pleasure.

Reaching for the hand that gripped your hips, you guided him to touch your clit with a soft plead as his hips slapped against yours and grew in vigour. “T–Touch me Káno, right there,” you breathed.

With each dip and roll of his hips, perfectly synchronized with his fingers tracing circles on your sensitive nub, your thighs must have taken on a reddened hue due to the intensified tempo, all while they remained ensconced around his slender waist. It was a marvel to behold as he surrendered to your warmth, delving deeper and deeper to alleviate his own yearning and provide you with satisfaction. Despite being a novice, he displayed a newfound roughness now that he had discovered his rhythm. With every forceful thrust, your teeth chattered against each other. Yet, it was sheer bliss; it compelled you to bury your head in the pillow and squeeze your eyes shut to fully savour him.

The sensual undulations of his hips, their rhythmic back-and-forth motion, the substantial and robust glide of his cock within your passage, and the insistent tapping of his tip against your sweet spot all coaxed his name from your lips, a sound he cherished above all else. Your utterance of his name was synonymous with pleasure and served as his motivation to continue his fervent actions, whether you cried out, moaned, whimpered, or squealed. A sharp thrust aimed directly at your sweet spot caused you to scramble in his grasp, your nails digging into his backside and pulling him closer, driving him even deeper into your heat.

With each thrust, your arousal coated his cock, glistening with a delicate ring of moisture at the base. He skillfully adjusted his movements, moulding your insides to fit him perfectly, a constant reminder that he was made for you. The rhythmic motion of his length sliding through your velvety walls, snugly embracing him in warmth, stirred a swarm of eager butterflies in your stomach. They danced around, fluttering downward until they reached your core, intensifying the building sensation. Subconsciously, you tightened around him occasionally, adding to the already pulsating pleasure he experienced.

From his vantage point, he had a clear view of your reactions beneath him—the arching of your neck, which allowed him to kiss you. He wasted no time, starting with gentle nips and grinning at your delighted squeals. His tongue slipped out smoothly to soothe the nibbled areas, gliding over the skin before transitioning to his lips to leave you with additional love bites as if the ones you already had were insufficient. His kisses acted as an enigmatic catalyst, evoking a series of incomprehensible utterances from you, as if you were reciting an enchantment. Your loving husband remained undeterred, only more motivated to work harder to elicit further reactions from you.

“You sound so good sweetheart,” he praised into your neck, dragging his lips upwards to meet your sealed lips and deliver a kiss to them.

Instinctively, you welcomed his entry. This time, the kiss differed from all the others; it carried a touch of tenderness and care, assuring you that he would love and cherish you endlessly. There was no trace of aggressiveness, even as his hair cascaded over his shoulders and onto the pillow, creating a private curtain between you and the outside world. This was your personal little paradise, where both of you could revel in bliss and happiness. It was mesmerizing to discover that throughout your life, you had the ability to bring out the best in him, revealing sides of him that no one else knew existed. This was your Arakáno, your husband.

As you leaned into the kiss, deepening it to convey your emotions, you gasped into his mouth as waves of pleasure reached a familiar peak. The same heights his fingers had achieved earlier were now being revisited through the combination of his skilful thrusts, filled with determination and passion. His fingers traced patterns on your clit, and his body pressed firmly against yours. It was simple yet incredibly effective, a source of profound pleasure that surpassed anything you had experienced with others in your bedroom encounters. Just being entwined with him like this was enough to provide every ounce of satisfaction you desired.

Arching your body into his, your nipples brushed against his chest, and you broke away from the kiss with a whimper. Your eyes darted upwards, giving him a doe-eyed, glossy, and starry look as your sensitivity intensified, making everything feel like it was ablaze. The weight of his cock pressed against you, sending waves of ecstasy rippling through your body. The gentle tug as he withdrew, followed by the smooth re-entry, left you panting, and you hadn’t anticipated how overwhelmingly pleasurable it would be. The sensation was indescribable, and mentally, you savoured each feeling to revisit later when you needed him.

The signs of your impending orgasm were clear, and Argon sensed it too. It was a stark contrast to the sensation of his fingers being clenched by your walls when you tightened around his cock in an intense manner. You refused to let him escape, pulling him in and silently begging for him to stay nestled in the depths of your warmth. Groan after groan escaped from him.

“Ohmygod Káno, I feel something,” you cried into his ear.

Your toes curled, and your back arched off the bed as your legs tightened around his waist. Your heels dug into his back, creating a vice-like grip that left him with no other option but to finish within your walls. He grunted in response to the unbearable squeezing, while your walls clamped down on his cock, massaging every inch of him and pulsating with heat, urging him to climax faster. He couldn’t hold out for long, despite his desire to do so.

You were the first to break through and reach climax, your dams breaking and waves of pleasure washing over your body like spring waters. Your second orgasm felt more soothing and less intense than the first, cooling your body and dissipating the indescribable heat. However, it was interrupted by the welcome sensation of your husband’s release flooding your insides. Your soft moans mixed with his loud groans as his hips jerked and his abdomen clenched before he finally stilled to release himself. The intensity nearly toppled you over, causing the hand that had been rubbing your clit to slide away as you grabbed onto your hips for stability.

Feeling his body heat dissipate, he experienced a profound sense of relief, and he heaved a deep breath in an attempt to calm his racing heart. The erratic pounding of his heart sounded like thunderous hooves drumming in his ears. If he could hear it, he was certain you could feel it too.

Though he wanted to flop onto your body, he instead gingerly lay down, covering your entire form with his own. Lost in the afterglow of ecstasy and coming down from your shared high, you found the situation comical and couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Your smaller frame quivered beneath his, sending tiny vibrations coursing through his body. Despite the fatigue creeping over him, he stole a glance at your giggles, wearing a confused expression. What had he done now?

“What seems to be the cause of your humour now?” he quizzically inquired, rising of your body to withdrawn himself.

The sensation of him pulling out was unsettling and foreign, and it didn't help when you felt his release follow afterwards. Your toes wiggled uncomfortably, and your face contorted with discomfort—a bath would be a welcome relief to wash away the uneasiness.

Shaking your head, you grinned at him comically, wearing an expression of exhaustion. It warmed his heart to see you looking so tired and dazed. “Nothing really. It’s just how you flopped on top of me like a blanket. Sometimes I forget how big you are,” you chuckled. “But, um, do you mind if we also freshen up?”

Resting on his haunches and gazing down at your languid body, he offered a wry smile. “You forget how big I am,” he smugly whispered. Lowering his head to conceal a restrained chuckle, you watched with amusement at his reactions. “Don’t worry, I’ll be careful not to crush you with my big self.”

“Arakáno!” you exclaimed, lifting yourself off the bed to sit upright and lightly tapping his arm. “Don’t tease me like that!”

Clutching his stomach as laughter bubbled up, he threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh. “I don’t think I’ll ever tire of teasing you; I adore your reactions,” he teased once more.

Rolling your eyes, you playfully pouted until you felt a finger hooking under your chin and tilting it upward. His eyes sparkled differently than they had at the start of the night. There was more life in them, a hint of mirth and a sense of home. “I love you.”

There you went again with those three words that made his heart soar to the heavens. Were you trying to give him a heart attack during such a romantic moment? The blush rising to his cheeks betrayed his response to your heartfelt words. Everything felt different, imbued with more meaning.

“Why don’t we freshen up first, and then we can express our love for each other some more?”

“Agreed.”

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Disposable Puncture Needle Market  Analysis by Top Key Players, Industry Overview, Supply and Consumption Demand Analysis to 2031

The global "Disposable Puncture Needle Market Market" report indicates a consistent and robust growth trend in recent times, projecting a positive trajectory expected to persist until 2031. A significant trend observed in the Disposable Puncture Needle Market market is the rising consumer inclination towards environmentally sustainable and eco-friendly products. Furthermore, a notable advancement in this market is the increasing incorporation of technology to elevate both product quality and efficiency. Cutting-edge technologies like artificial intelligence, machine learning, and block chain are actively employed to develop innovative products that outperform traditional options in terms of effectiveness and efficiency. The Disposable Puncture Needle Market Market Research Report for 2024 highlights emerging trends, growth opportunities, and potential scenarios envisioned up to the year 2031.

By delving into the latest trends, the report keeps businesses abreast of the dynamic market environment, helping them identify emerging opportunities and navigate potential challenges. The meticulous analysis covers various aspects, offering valuable insights into the historical performance of the market and presenting the current (CAGR) status.

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Who are the biggest Disposable Puncture Needle Market manufacturers worldwide?

Merit Medical (U.S.)

Medax (Italy)

Izi Medical Products (U.S.)

Hologic (U.S.)

Moeller Medical (Germany)

Geotek Medical Products (Turkey)

Imex Medical Group (Brazil)

Argon Medical Devices (Plano, TX)

Stryker (U.S.)

Remington Medical (U.S.)

The Disposable Puncture Needle Market Market is described briefly as follows:

The global disposable puncture needle market size was USD 105.9 million in 2024 and the market is projected to touch 202.4 million by 2031, exhibiting a CAGR of 11.40% during the forecast period.

SWOT Analysis of Disposable Puncture Needle Market Market:

A SWOT analysis involves evaluating the strengths, weaknesses, opportunities, and threats of a particular market or business. In the case of the keyword market, we'll be looking at the factors that can impact the industry's performance.

Pestle Analysis of Disposable Puncture Needle Market Market:

To better comprehend the market environment, a five-force analysis is performed, which takes into account the bargaining power of the customer, the supplier, the threat of substitutes, the threat of new entrants, and the threat of competition.

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What are the Types in Disposable Puncture Needle Market Market?

Biopsy Needle

Injection Needle

Drainage Needle

What are Applications in Disposable Puncture Needle Market Market?

Hospital

Ambulatory Surgery Center

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Geographical Segmentation:

Geographically, this report is segmented into several key regions, with sales, revenue, market share, and Disposable Puncture Needle Market market growth rate in these regions, from 2017 to 2028, covering

North America (United States, Canada and Mexico)

Europe (Germany, UK, France, Italy, Russia and Turkey etc.)

Asia-Pacific (China, Japan, Korea, India, Australia, Indonesia, Thailand, Philippines, Malaysia, and Vietnam)

South America (Brazil etc.)

Middle East and Africa (Egypt and GCC Countries)

Some of the key questions answered in this report:

Who are the worldwide key Players of the Disposable Puncture Needle Market Industry?

How the opposition goes in what was in store connected with Disposable Puncture Needle Market?

Which is the most driving country in the Disposable Puncture Needle Market industry?

What are the Disposable Puncture Needle Market market valuable open doors and dangers looked by the manufactures in the worldwide Disposable Puncture Needle Market Industry?

Which application/end-client or item type might look for gradual development possibilities? What is the portion of the overall industry of each kind and application?

What centered approach and imperatives are holding the Disposable Puncture Needle Market market?

What are the various deals, promoting, and dissemination diverts in the worldwide business?

What are the key market patterns influencing the development of the Disposable Puncture Needle Market market?

Financial effect on the Disposable Puncture Needle Market business and improvement pattern of the Disposable Puncture Needle Market business?

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TOC of Global Disposable Puncture Needle Market Market Research Report 2023

1 Disposable Puncture Needle Market Market Overview

2 Market Competition by Manufacturers

3 Disposable Puncture Needle Market Production by Region

4 Disposable Puncture Needle Market Consumption by Region

5 Segment by Type

6 Segment by Application

7 Key Companies Profiled

8 Industry Chain and Sales Channels Analysis

9 Disposable Puncture Needle Market Market Dynamics

10 Research Finding and Conclusion

11 Methodology and Data Source

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Cryogenic Equipment Market Located Worldwide Trends and Application

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The Comprehensive study on Cryogenic Equipment Market includes historical data as well as share, size, and projection information for the major players, geographies, applications, and product categories for the years 2024 to 2030. The Market study includes comprehensive insights on the competitive environment, description, broad product portfolio of key players, SWOT analysis, and significant business strategy implemented by rivals, revenue, Porters Five Forces Analysis, and sales projections. The report also features an impact analysis of the market dynamics, highlighting the factors currently driving and limiting market growth, and the impact they could have on the short, medium, and long-term outlook. The main goal of the paper is to further illustrate how the latest scenario, the economic slowdown, and war events affect the market for Cryogenic Equipment.

Cryogenic Equipment Market is growing at a +7.2% CAGR during the forecast period 2024-2030. The increasing interest of the individuals in this industry is that the major reason for the expansion of this market.

The Top Key Players profiled in the report: 

Linde plc, Air Liquide, Air Products Inc, Chart Industries and Parker Hannifin Corp.

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Cryogenic Equipment Market Segmentation:

Cryogenic Equipment Market by Product, 2022-2029, (USD Million, Thousand Units)

Tanks

Valves

Vaporizers

Pumps

Other Equipment

Cryogenic Equipment Market by Cryogen Type, 2022-2029, (USD Million, Thousand Units)

Nitrogen

Oxygen

Argon

LNG

Hydrogen

Other Cryogen

Cryogenic Equipment Market by End User, 2022-2029, (USD Million, Thousand Units)

Energy & Power

Chemical

Metallurgy

Electronics

Transportation

Other End-Use Industries

Based on geography, the global market for Cryogenic Equipment and Disruptions has been segmented as follows:

North America (United States, Canada, Mexico)

South America (Brazil, Argentina, Ecuador, Chile)

Asia Pacific (China, Japan, India, Korea)

Europe (Germany, UK, France, Italy)

Middle East Africa (Egypt, Turkey, Saudi Arabia, Iran) and more.

Strategic Points Covered in Cryogenic Equipment Market Directory:

To study and analyze the global market size (value & volume) by company, key regions/countries, products and application, history data, and forecast to 2030.

To understand the structure of market by identifying its various sub segments.

To share detailed information about the key factors influencing the growth of the market (growth potential, opportunities, drivers, industry-specific challenges and risks).

Focuses on the key global manufacturers, to define, describe and analyze the sales volume, value, market share, market competition landscape, SWOT analysis and development plans in next few years.

To analyze the growth trends, future prospects, and their contribution to the total market.

To project the value and volume of submarkets, with respect to key regions (along with their respective key countries).

To analyze competitive developments such as expansions, agreements, new product launches, and acquisitions in the market.

To strategically profile the key players and comprehensively analyze their growth strategies.

 The report provides insights on the following pointers:

Market Penetration: Comprehensive information on the product portfolios of the top players in the Cryogenic Equipment

Product Development/Innovation: Detailed insights on the upcoming technologies, R&D activities, and product launches in the market.

Competitive Assessment: In-depth assessment of the Cryogenic Equipment market strategies, geographic and business segments of the leading players in the market.

Market Development: Comprehensive information about emerging markets. This report analyzes the market for various segments across geographies.

Market Diversification: Exhaustive information about new products, untapped geographies, recent developments, and investments in the Cryogenic Equipment

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Some of the key questions scrutinized in the study are:

Which companies are expanding litanies of products with the aim to diversify product portfolio?

Which companies have drifted away from their core competencies and how have those impacted the strategic landscape of the Cryogenic Equipment market?

Which companies have expanded their horizons by engaging in long-term societal considerations?

Which firms have bucked the pandemic trend and what frameworks they adopted to stay resilient?

What are the marketing programs for some of the recent product launches?

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Fusion Fuels: The Evolution of Welding Gases

Welding gas market also known as shielding gas, is a mixture of several gases that are chemically inert or semi-inert in nature. The commonly used welding gases are helium, argon, carbon dioxide, acetylene, hydrogen, and oxygen. Welding gas plays a major role in the commercial welding processes by protecting the welding area from moisture and other atmospheric gas mixtures. During the welding process, different gases present in the atmosphere react with the welding material causing several complications such as reduced weld quality, porosity, and others. Welding gases are employed in different welding procedures, including laser welding, oxy-fuel welding, metal arc welding, and others.

COVID-19 scenario analysis:

The outbreak of the COVID-19 pandemic has severely affected the welding gas market.

The governments of different countries imposed countrywide lockdowns and stringent travel restrictions on national and international transport. This halted the manufacturing facilities. As a result, the usage of welding gas in different commercial welding processes decreased significantly.

There have been major degradations in the construction activities caused due to the lack of workforce, which also affected the usage of welding gas in a negative manner.

Top impacting factors: Market scenario analysis, trends, drivers, and impact analysis

A major factor responsible for the growth of the global welding gas market is the development of the construction industry due to rapid urbanization across the globe. The growing number of construction activities in both residential and commercial sectors is likely to increase the demand for welding gases in the industry. Moreover, the growth in metal manufacturing and metal fabrication industries has also added to the growth of the welding gas market. Welding gases are also extensively used in automobile and aerospace industries to ensure superior build quality and better performance. Despite increasing adoption of welding gas in several end-user industries, there are certain factors that restrain the growth of the welding gas market such as strict regulations of Occupational Safety and Health Administration (OSHA) regarding the usage of welding gas, which is explosive in nature.

The Asia-Pacific region holds a significant share of the global welding gas market, owing to the high number of construction activities in developing nations, including India and China. The markets in North America and Europe are also expected to witness lucrative growth due to huge automobile and metal manufacturing sectors in the regions.

Key benefits of the report:

This study presents the analytical depiction of the global welding gas market along with the current trends and future estimations to determine the imminent investment pockets.

The report presents information related to key drivers, restraints, and opportunities along with detailed analysis of the global welding gas market share.

The current market is quantitatively analyzed to highlight the global welding gas market growth scenario.

Porter’s five forces analysis illustrates the potency of buyers & suppliers in the market.

The report provides a detailed analysis based on competitive intensity and how the competition will take shape in coming years.

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Polyurethane Elastomers Market Development 2023-2035

Research Nester published a report titled “Polyurethane Elastomers Market: Global Demand Analysis & Opportunity Outlook 2035” which delivers detailed overview of the polyurethane elastomers in terms of market segmentation by type, end use industry and by region.

Further, for the in-depth analysis, the report encompasses the industry growth indicators, restraints, supply and demand risk, along with detailed discussion on current and future market trends that are associated with the growth of the market.

The global polyurethane elastomers market is segmented by end use industry into automotive, building & construction, footwear, machinery and others, out of which, the footwear segment is anticipated to hold the largest market share during the forecast period, backed by the growing demand for footwear worldwide, along with the numerous favorable properties of polyurethane elastomers for footwear manufacturing, including properties such as high abrasion resistance, provides aesthetics and others.

 The global polyurethane elastomers market is anticipated to grow with a notable CAGR of 3% during the forecast period, i.e., 2023-2035 on account of the growing applications of polyurethane elastomers across the end user industries and the growing trade of polyurethanes. Polyurethane elastomers possess properties, such as enhanced toughness, flexibility, load strength and others, which makes it one of the most demanding raw materials for manufacturing different end use products. The International Trade Centre (ITC), in one of its statistics, stated that, the exports of polyurethanes peaked to USD 77.46 billion in the year 2018 from USD 55.70 billion in the year 2010.

Regionally, the global polyurethane elastomers market is segmented into five major regions including North America, Europe, Asia Pacific, Latin America and Middle East & Africa region, out of which, the Asia Pacific polyurethane elastomers market is anticipated to hold the largest market share owing to the presence of nations such as China, which is known to be the leading exporter of footwear globally, coupled with the growing demand for high-performance sports footwear in the region. In other statistics by the International Trade Centre (ITC), footwear exports in China registered a growth of USD 356.33 billion in the year 2010 and it grew to USD 478.04 billion in the year 2019.

Beneficial Properties of Polyurethane Elastomers that Aid Manufacturers in the End User Industries to Drive the Market Growth

Polyurethane elastomers have numerous benefits over conventional elastomers. With the growing advancements in chemicals sciences, there is a rising demand for advanced chemicals, such as polyurethane, backed by the numerous favorable properties possessed by the chemical, such as, aging resistance, chemical resistance, greater flexibility, weathering & ozone resistance, durability, heat resistance and others. Such a factor is anticipated to drive the growth of the global polyurethane market during the forecast period.

However, concerns for the health hazards associated with the manufacturing of polyurethane elastomers is anticipated to lower the market growth during the forecast period.

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I like the Turgon/Maedhros idea, but at what point would it take place? In Valinor? After Fingon died? Or even in Valinor after they come back to life? And I love the idea of nolofinwion gangbang, but who would be in this gangbang?

so the turgon/maedhros scenario is a Logistically Improbable setup where maedhros visits turgon’s camp during the tail end of the Nirnaeth, between fingon’s death and when turgon’s host manages to actually finish hightailing it out of Anfauglith. based on a kinkmeme prompt, bc i love having other people make up ideas for me; however it is currently Rough going bc every time i try to write part of it it comes out in a completely different style, and also i haven't fully worked out character motivations yet. so that's a while away from being done

the nolofinwion gangbang is just “fingon gets railed by aredhel, turgon, and argon”. elenwe & turgon aren’t married yet (but they are engaged) and nolofinwe is busy somewhere with his royal "i don't feel like writing him into this fic" duties. VERY important ones. this is inspired by another kinkmeme prompt that asked for aredhel/fingon and i was like. well. you know what family DOESNT get to have a lot of terrible incestuous sex in The Fanfics? i think i should fix that :)

#ask #by 'terrible' i mean 'morally reprehensible' not 'bad sex-wise' ofc #the sex is banging. it's just that it's also heavy dubcon &. incest <3 #that one is in waiting bc it's got a LOT going on and i want to describe it all in loving detail #which takes A Lot of work. and i've got other stuff going on in my life rn. unfortunately. #nonymous #i got the answer

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Global Blood Pressure Transducers Market to Grow with a Notable CAGR during 2021 – 2029; Increasing Geriatric Population and Rising Prevalence of Hypertension to Help Drive the Market Growth

Research Nester published a report titled “Blood Pressure Transducers Market: Global Demand Analysis & Opportunity Outlook 2029” which delivers detailed overview of the global blood pressure transducers market in terms of market segmentation by type, technology, end-user and by region.

Further, for the in-depth analysis, the report encompasses the industry growth indicators, restraints, supply and demand risk, along with detailed discussion on current and future market trends that are associated with the growth of the market.

The blood pressure transducers market is segmented by type into reusable and disposable, out of which the segment for disposable transducers is anticipated to hold a significant share in the market by the end of 2029, which can be credited to their significantly low cost and ease of use. The disposability of these devices also helps in reduction of hospital infections, which is also anticipated to contribute to the growth of the segment during the forecast period. 

The global blood pressure transducers market is projected to grow with a notable CAGR during the forecast period, i.e., 2021-2029, on the back of surge in occurrence of high/low blood pressure concerns, increasing ageing population and detrimental lifestyle changes. Furthermore, technological advancements and growing government expenditure in healthcare sector are also expected to contribute to the market growth.

Geographically, the blood pressure transducers market is segmented into five major regions, namely North America, Europe, Asia Pacific, Latin America and the Middle East & Africa, out of which the market in Asia Pacific is evaluated to grow at the highest rate over the forecast period. This growth can be attributed to increasing investments to develop effective medical equipment by manufacturers and rising health awareness in the region.

Growing Prevalence of Hypertension and Increasing Geriatric Population

According to the World Health Organization (WHO), the number of people aged 60 years or above is estimated to grow from 1 billion in 2019 to 1.4 billion in 2030.

Owing to the increasing population of ageing people and rising number of incidents of hypertension, the occurrence of blood pressure related medical issues is also growing, which in turn is estimated to result in an increase in demand for these devices, further driving the growth of the market.

However, lack of skilled experts and the measuring accuracy issues observed in these equipment are expected to operate as key restraints to the growth of the blood pressure transducers market over the forecast period.

This report also provides the existing competitive scenario of some of the key players of the global blood pressure transducers market which includes company profiling of Utah Medical Products, Inc. (NASDAQ: UTMD), ICU Medical, Inc. (NASDAQ: ICUI), B. Braun Melsungen AG, Edwards Lifesciences Corporation (NYSE: EW), Argon Medical Devices, Inc., Koninklijke Philips N.V. (NYSE: PHG), OMRON Corporation (TYO: 6645), A & D Company, Limited (TYO: 7745) and Hillrom Services, Inc. (NYSE: HRC). The profiling enfolds key information of the companies which encompasses business overview, products and services, key financials and recent news and developments. On the whole, the report depicts detailed overview of the global blood pressure transducers market that will help industry consultants, equipment manufacturers, existing players searching for expansion opportunities, new players searching possibilities and other stakeholders to align their market centric strategies according to the ongoing and expected trends in the future.     

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Out of Reach

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Elenwë’s Marriage Advice (with examples), Part 1:

How To Kiss Your Husband (when he’s three heads taller than you)

A series of one-shots from various scenarios.

Words: 353, Chapters: 4/8, Language: English

Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Elenwë (Tolkien), Turgon of Gondolin, Argon | Arakáno, Fingon | Findekáno, Finrod Felagund | Findaráto

Relationships: Elenwë/Turgon of Gondolin

Additional Tags: Fluff, Light Angst, Elenwë and Turgon being cute

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