#i just wanna knowwwwww okay

[apollos-boyfriend]

ren: hehe wouldn’t it be fun if all of minecraft was connected through the same universe ^_^ i think that’d be neat to have all our friends connected!!

me, shaking feverishly and foaming at the mouth: what are the theological implications of this

#icarus speaks #idk why i’m like this. if it’s the ex christian or just the mianite fan #OR THE MYTHOLOGY NERD #probably a mix of all three #i just wanna knowwwwww okay #how do the gods work. are they aware of each other. they seem to exist in multiple realities #or at least versions of them #IS there a greater being that created them? or did they just spawn in? #if you went to another sever/planet. would you still be able to feel your gods presence. #do they have any dominion over other planets. #*shakes rendog* tell me the name of god you furry piece of shit #<- /ref

[thelostboys87]

one episode of hannibal enough to plunge me back into my winter's slaughter hyperfixation. power of fucked up forest and crime scenes

#like omg i wanna make someone stumble upon a dead family at the dinner table!!!! #ws the only project i think i'd benefit creatively from light outlining and i think i wanna do it for nano again #bc it just fits seasonally #so im like okay so i start the ws era now :3 #i am very excited about revisiting it in my head there is winter's slaughter (mom just died version) which i dont want to continue #but from a want to preserve it in amber for the era it represents. im happy she exists but it would feel weird to do anything with it #because you knowwwwww #so now it's like winter's slaughter (actual book version). when the apocalypse novel i started for a laugh turns into a metaphor #for the full circle of the first year of my grief

[its-a-me-mango]

okay i know im late to this but like-

WEREWOLVES ARE MY FREAKING FAVOURITE CREATURES EVER???

your wolf smg4 design is so cool i wanna pet him lol

may i ask if you have some lore behind this? (if not thats ok just curious🤗)

WAAAA I'M SO GLAD!!!!!! I LOVE WEREWOLVES SO MUCH SO I'M SO HAPPY TO HAVE OTHER PEOPLE LIKE THEM TOO!!!! ;W;

Sure you can pet him! Good luck! :3

As for his lore, I went with the more "traditional" version of werewolves. Yeah turns out a lot of modern werewolf trivia and stuff is just for movies so I wanted to be a bit more true to real folklore with him. But also it's my AU so I get to add and remove whatever I want LMAO.

I'm not a writer at all (heck I can barely read) so forgive me for rambling lol.

Basic story is that, SMG4's hat got stolen and on his chase to get it back, he found a newer, cooler hat which he (stupidly) decided to wear. To no one's surprise it was cursed and now every night he turns into The Beast™ and wreaks havoc on everything around him.

I like showing him as just a big doggy but he's actually really dangerous, 4 isn't aware or in control at all as a werewolf so he has no memory of all the destruction he's causing. At first no one around knows its him but they pick up on it before he does (4's kinda in denial because he doesn't believe in werewolves), they all try their hardest to help him out to get rid of this curse while he's busy fucking shit up every night.

I like leaving his lore open ended (mainly so I can play around with it as much as I like hehe, and also I haven't decided) but in order for him to be freed from his curse, he has to either;

Find whoever cursed the hat and get them to remove it.

Kill whoever cursed the hat in the first place.

Die.

The angst potentials are out of this world maaan. I haven't made this AU to be ship oriented but you knowwwwww, I can make it gay for the hell of it tee hee! SMG3 is the first person he tries to attack/kill so I'm sure that does well for him lol. Also he keeps the hat on all the time and can't take it off, it repairs itself when he turns back into a human because oooooo the curse.

Thank you for asking though I promise I have more stuff planned for him soon! I've got a few fake screenshot type pieces I wanna do for him when I get the chance so stay tuned! :D

#mangos mystery ask box #smg4 werewolf #oh i did ramble. oops #smg4

[fairyhaos]

OK OK YENA BABES i need to share this with you sorry bc i am not okay omg, sooo i haven’t been a carat for that long only a few months and i finally realized that un haeng il chi is the song they curse in and oh my god first of all vernon and wonwoo saying fck yeah and stfu is everything AND I JUST FOUND OUT IT HAS A VOCAL TEAM COVER ON SOUND CLOUD?? AND SHUA IS THE ONE RAPPING STFU????? i am so not okay after hearing this i wanna hear them curse more in songs tbh😭😭 sorry needed to share this w you bc i am panicking since i just found the song and to know it has multiple versions of the units?🥹absolutely shook

I KNOWWWWWW IT'S FUCKING INSANE PLS H E'S FUCKING KNSANE i think this is the kind of thing that we as a community should Never have moved on from tbh

also did you see joshua's fit when they performed it god that man is so fine it's not even fair

#the collar and the gloves fuuuckkkkkk #fairyhaos.answers #ask #friends <3 #wonijinjin

[imafoolishfragilespine]

it's like okay i know my plans for tonight, but i don't know my plans for tomorrow and it would certainly be nice to know if i'm going out or not like either way it's my day to skip exercise so i won't have to worry about that but it's like okay will i have time to do my reading in the evening or will i have to do it earlier

and like as long as he texts me sometime in the next 24 hours i can manage but i'd really rather it be in the next 12 hours lol i want to know before i go to bed if our plans are on or not

at least i have my outfit planned and i can save it for another time otherwise but still please just say 'hey you can come over at x time' or 'hey actually we can't bc x reason' i just wanna knowwwwww

[twinstarlovers]

Okay I gotta tell you sum. So like you know how I posted earlier about soulmates & shit & I wouldn’t settle. Well tell me why this morning like I had a dream of this guy who I know & we ended up together & you know my dreams just be fr. I talked to him about it & we both realized we were manifesting each other without knowing. My friend is in a rela & she’s been telling me how good it is & all the shit she be doing & I would be like must be nice, I wanna do that & all that type of shit. So I think I manifested this dude. He’s a spiritual dude so I think he’s more of my last practice rela. I can tell he’s very giving & I know the universe is using him as a way to teach me how to receive which is already beating my ass & he ain’t doing anything, just the thought of it is scaring me. Don’t be mad Lamo ☝🏼😕, I still want you 🫵🏻🥺. I knowwwwww your jealousy issues are worse than mine because I’ve noticed the universe be making you witness my practice relas more than I witness yours 💀. But don’t be sad Lamo ☝🏼😕, I’m still gonna be here ♥️. You better than these people out here 🫵🏻😮‍💨. It you forever 🧸💗💖💘. Lamo gotta be a strong boy 💪🏼😮‍💨 strong baby Lamo 🧸💘. I gotta be better before I come w you☝🏼✨💗❤️‍🩹. The universe doing both of us wrong rn tho 💀 cus I am literally scared as hell to receive but I gotta go through w it. We both gotta be strong 💪🏼🥺💖.

I love YOU forever 🫵🏻🥹♥️🧸

[watch-my-cosmic-death]

Hi:)

I'm really sorry that nobody has asked you how you're doing on a long time:(

It makes me sad to hear that. I guess I'll have to keep an eye on you then:)

And no, I really liked thlse questions! Please don't be embarrassed! Well you might not think you're cool, but I absolutely do!! I always look forward to seeing what you post.

But thank you, really. I really appreciate it. It's been a journey, I can say as much. I don't think you're awkward at all<3

Hey :)

Its okay really. It’s just the way I grew up- it’s what I knowwwwww. I also don’t know how to act when people are nice to me- such as yourself. As sweet as you are please don’t feel the need to keep an eye on me- though again very very sweet. I don’t wanna become a burden on you.

I feel you think of me far to highly- I’m pretty much just a gremlin behind the screen reblogging things that makes me feel anything. Though I am glad you like some of the posts :) - I also look forward to see what you post tbf

It definitely sounds like quite the journey. I’m sorry you had to go through that. I admire your strength and your venerability. I would actually write a whole paragraph about how venerability is strength it’s self but we’d be hear for a very long time if I did so.

I’m so glad you don’t think I’m being awkward because I definitely haven’t had an actually conversation in a very long time. I can’t remember the cues properly. :)))

#r #asksss #this is me trying to play it cool #and massively failing #btw

[foreverlustfulfusion]

Still no! Wow! And here I thought we were close, hmmm...what's a fantasy that I keep secret on the level of those two...

Being pinned between you and bow as you eat until your guts eventually crush me and I go deaf just from listening to them work that close up, there's an idea!

. . . Okay so first of all , hot and a great idea.

Second of all i’m running out of people !

But now i really wanna knowwwwww

[ticklish-babygirl]

You don't know where I'm ticklish and can get to your cute feet faster 😝-TC

Oh I'm sure I can figure some of it out 😌😌 if you are who I think you are

Pffffft fite me. Watch me yeet before you get me, TC!!! 😤😤😤

#ask things #tickle crush asks #i do like being chased before being pinned 🥴 #in theory at least 👉👈🙈 #but TCCCC i wish i was brave or certain enough to knowwww you #i feel so close yet so faaaar and i just wanna knowwwwww #but slso im gonna miss your asks 🥺 #they do make my day brighter hehe #and im gonna miss the uncertainty and the mystery #maybe ill prolong more #okay too many tags imma stfu

[pinkoushi]

pls omg sorry im ranting so much

#BUT JUST. OKAY #my friend's boyfriend sent me a tellonym #dont even come for me abt the tellonym thing i did it as a joke and now im obsessed with it ok i love attention #ANYWAY her boyfriend sent me tell asking what activities you can do on valentine's day #and i knowwwwww he didnt mean to rub salt in my wounds but he sure dud #cant wait for another valentines day :)) all alone :)) #literally all alone this time bc most of my close friends are in relationships #obviously im happy for them etc etc but just. what the fuck man #just for ONCE i wanna do something special with someone but nah man im most likely gonna be suck at home studying #receiving snaps from my friend as they hang out #this year fucking sucks already man im so tired #ellen.complains

[tojigasm]

I CANT WITH THE DOMESTIC TOJI I CANT I CANT I JUST CANT OKAY ?!?@?!?! ITS TEARING ME APART IM CRUMBLING TO PIECES

I know anon omg I knowwwwww,,,, domestic Toji is so nice,,, I adore and live for domestic toji. He'd be such a good bf. I love domestic Toji sm ughh,,

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Could you imagine,,, just he comes up behind you while you're cooking and just,,, "Hey, baby," he's got his chest pressed up against your back, resting his head atop yours.

His hands run up and down your hips and stomach, squeezing at anything he can grab, lifting your shirt up, he runs the pads of his fingers over your soft skin.

"Smells good," he mumbles into your neck, kissing at your shell of your ear. You hum against him, your soft breaths in sync with his heavy raspy ones.

He grabs your wrist when you go to salt the pasta you're stirring, "Careful," he warns, "Tasted like I was eating a fuckin' desert last time."

Giggling, you let him add the salt, continuing to stir the now-soft pasta, his arm around your waist.

"You smell good," you kissed his chest through his shirt gently, he only hummed in acknowledgment, squeezing your hip.

"Wanna add the spices?" You pulled the drawer open, grabbing a few jars.

"Sure," Toji grabbed the small jars from your hands, pouring the spices into the pot.

There's a couple moments of silence before Toji speaks up again, "How was work, sweetie?" He pushes you to the side, leaning back against the stove to see you run your hands down your face.

Back resting against the island, you groan, "oh my god, you'll never believe what happened," you began to pace the kitchen.

Toji only smiles, one hand crossed over his chest, the other still stirring the pasta. He relishes in the domestication you've brought him, cherishing these small moments, the ones where it's just you and him, and the soft pasta as you tell him about your day.

#toji fushiguro x reader #toji #toji fushiguro #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk toji #soft toji #toji fluff #toji zenin #toji x reader

[sugarcherriess]

Trust Me Bro, Let’s Have Sex — Kevin Moon

[BestFriend!Kevin x GenderNeutral!Reader]

Warnings: Smut, soft sex, Kevin and reader are definitely in love but not exclusive and don’t care about labelling themselves as a couple.

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“what’s got your panties in a twist?”

when you had decided to visit your best friend Kevin, you had not even imagined he’d be in such a bad mood. he sighs every five minutes and keeps turning on his bed. the worst part? he’s not telling you what’s bringing him down so badly.

“c’mon man, your rancid vibes are ruining my day. tell me what’s going on?

a determined “no!” is heard, muffled in Kevin’s pillow.

“god damn it Kev. do you want me to order food for you? wanna go out? we’ll go to a park or something?”

“no…” finally, he has his face turned towards you.

“then what do you wanna do?”

“i don't knowwwwww,” he whines. rolling your eyes at him, you decide to leave.

“fine then. i’m leaving, call me when you’re not being a little bitch,”

you get up to exit the room but he grabs your wrist immediately, pulling you back.

“no don’t leave me”

this time it‘s your turn to sigh as he pouts at you. why is he so adorable? you both sit there in silence for a while while you think of something to make Kevin feel better.

you’re the first one to break the silence.

“hey Kev?”

“yeah?”

“do you wanna fuck?”

Kevin feels like his eyes are gonna fly out of their sockets-

“what the fuck-”

“what?”

“why would we have sex?!”

“why not? you’re in a bad mood. sex happens to be a great mood lifter. you’ll either stop taking whatever’s bothering you so seriously or you’ll be too fucked out of your mind to think of it. win-win,” you shrug.

Kevin does not understand how and why you’re taking this proposal so lightly. he sits up in front of you on the bed. how can you two have sex? you’ve been best friends for years? how can you just have sex?? and why is Kevin actually liking the idea???? he has to say no. there's no possible way that Kevin will dare ruin your beautiful friendship over a sour mood that needs lifting-

“okay.”

Kevin’s agreement shocks him. but it doesn't shock you. how are you so calm again?

“great! kiss me,” you’re staring into his eyes.

Kevin can’t wrap his head around the request you’ve just made. he’s so busy digesting this interaction that he just sits there not doing anything. so you have to take matters into your own hands. you grab his shirt collar and pull him to yourself, lips connecting in a mess of teeth and tongue. both of you note that both of you are great kissers. god this feels so strange but so good.

you yank Kevin on top of you from his arms, grabbing his face to kiss him properly. once you pull apart, you make another request;

“fuck me”

this time, Kevin doesn’t seem to hesitate that much. he quickly grabs your top and takes it off. doing the same to his own before diving in to kiss the column of your throat.

by the time you’re fully naked, Kevin has already kissed every inch of your body that he could reach. he sits back for a moment, catching his breath and taking the time to look at your body properly. he’s so mesmerised, you’d think he’s gone to space and is looking directly at a galaxy. well, he’d tell you the same if you ask him. you’re the most beautiful person he’s ever had the blessing of knowing.

“what are you thinking?” you ask him, cupping his cheek. god, you’re so in love.

“nothing. just love you” he responds, making you giggle.

“i love you too, dumbass. now are you putting your dick inside me or,,???”

Kevin shakes his head at your comment. of course he’s putting his dick inside you. how can he have you laying in his bed in all your naked glory, asking to be fucked, and NOT put his dick inside you.

he slowly starts pushing his cock inside your wet cavern and almost loses his shit. he’s so fucking gone he feels like he’d bust if you moved an inch-

“why do you look constipated? damn Kevin, it’s just me.”

“shut up, my god, please shut up,”

you make a move to laugh but Kevin catches you off guard with a deep thrust that seems like it reached your uterus. and you can do nothing but let out a squeal.

your squeal soon turns into moaning and whimpering as you get fucked nice and slow by your best friend Kevin. whom you love so much that you’d do anything for him.

it feels like a year has gone by with Kevin roaming his hands all around your body, grounding himself and appreciating your dips and curves. he pinches your nipples and fondles your chest, kissing your neck, your shoulders, everything he lays his eyes on.

sex with Kevin seems less like sex and more like just body worship. you have to keep reminding him to move because he keeps getting lost in you.

eventually, his hands find their way next to your head. he positions himself so that he can thrust faster and hit deeper, break the barrier and fall into an abyss of pleasure. and he does, you both do. he feels so light weight that he just falls on top of you, losing all the strength in his body.

you hug him tightly to yourself, rubbing his back and his head. he may be fucked out of any thoughts but he’s still has the right mind to reach down and pull the sheets over you two. hugging him to your chest, you rejoice in the fact that sex actually did help. you both fall asleep thinking about how much of a genius you actually are.

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A/N: I am in love with Kevin Moon.

#The boyz smut #kevin moon smut #kevin moon hard hours #the boyz hard hours #the boyz fic #kevin moon fic #kevin moon scenarios #the boyz scenarios #tbz fanfic #tbz smut #tbz hard hours #tbz scenarios

[adulthooliganism]

if you know me in real life you are NOT going to act like a freak about this with me or him okay okay thanks

ghhhhhh i need to talk about this Issue i have w someone but im afraid it's me causing issues where there shouldn't be any in the first place but my feelings are valid and i need to stop denying that but i don't wanna hurt anyone else's feelings or make things Weird but i come home from work and scratch my skin off because he won't stop touching me and i can still feel his hands on me but i know it's not malicious but we're not friends! we are friendly BUT he's my supervisor!! i do not see him or talk to him outside of the sole context in which he is inherently my superior!!! :((( he really is a good guy and this makes him sound awful :(((((((((( i just have a problems disorder disease ! one time my best friend of 4 years accidentally brushed my arm and i started crying. it's literally not him. i am just

but the next time this happens he won't be 23 (or whatever) and hot and the next person won't be as forgiving and so i knowwwwww it's for the best for both of us for me to be like hey just. as my supervisor it's kinda weird that you . rest your head on my shoulder. or (gently) punch your way from one arm across my back and to the other . et cetera . maybe just keep this in mind going forwards. but the idea of actually saying anything to him maybe makes me want to crawl out of my skin the idea of making him feel bad about it when i know he has no idea it makes me feel this way makes me feel so sick for some reason

honestly all i Need to say is "don't touch me" i don't owe him anything else but for some reason i see him and just cannot get those three fucking words out of my mouth

if you read all this . 1) thank u i Will kill and die for u 2) can i get some outside opinions on this. im too much in my own head about it and can't think right

[ego-tistical-prick]

WhAts yOuR NaMe ThEoRy (pls it's like 2:30am here and I have no braincells and I wanna knowwwwww) ((also kendra you're a doll and I think u stole all my braincells but tbh u make better use of them))

haha nerd your braincells are mine for the eating >:DDD also thank u for sending in an ask addressed to me now host can’t get mad at me for answering it uwu okay SO basically there’s the whole thing with dark side names being roman names or just being names of roman origin, janus is the name of a two headed god, virgil is derived from the roman clan name Virgilius (virgil was also the name of a particularly famous roman poet and virgil is an emo teen you cant tell me he doesnt write emo poetry but that’s neither here nor there) and remus is one of the mythical brothers who founded rome (alongside romulous)  but that not really important other than the fact the names have roman origins. now looking at the theory that was proposed about the remaining darksides (including janus) being representations of the speak no evil,  see no evil, hear no evil, we’re going to say virgil represents Do No Evil, seeing as being the embodiment of anxiety he’s the one with the most natural warning against in, as well as the first to become a ‘light side.’ Janus is Speak No Evil, having alot of emphasis on truth and deceit (seeing as it was literally his NAME for a while. way to go for the low hanging fruit kendra FUCK) and literally forcing peoples hands over their mouths to stop them from speaking. Throughout the entire DWIT video the other sides are constantly slamming their hands over their ears to try and Stop. Listening. To. Him. (which, how dare they might I add. Remus is fucking grEAT) Also on a lesser note he rips off his ears sooooo yeah. Odds are he’s probably going to represent Hear No Evil. Now this is the fun part- although it isnt completely relevant for the theory - ya’ll ever heard the phrase ‘Blind Rage’ ? or alternatively, Anger is Blind? Ever since the puppet episode where logan got so infuriated at not being listened to that he PHYSICALLY THREW SOMETHING AT ROMANS HEAD (yaaaasss queen) i’ve thought that the dark sode associated with him would orange, complimentary colours, and Wrath. This would make our fourth dark side to complete the unholy trinity of evil’s See No Evil. Now another funny thing with names is that alot of them seem to have similarities, All the light sides names (excluding virgil obviously) end in either ‘on’ or ‘an’, all of them making the ‘an’ though. With the two current dark sides (excluding virgil again, including janus) ending in ‘us’. janus. remus. Now back to virgil, seeing as names seem to be a theme here, with the light sides all ending (essentialy) the same and janus and remus ending the same, i believe that the next dark sides name will end in ‘il’, like Virgils. i’ve got like a few more paragraphs i’d write but honestly i’m impressed you made it this far so i believe the fourth dark sides name iiiiiiiiissssss--

Cecil. a roman name derivative of the latin term caecus meaning blind, eyeless. alternatively a derivative of the word káykos, meaning one-eyed, which would fit in with the fan theory (cough cough it’s not really a theory just a bunch of people being horny) that the next side will be pirate themed or just be missing an eye. Alternatively, it could be Cyril, which would be more fitting of a wrath-related side seeing as it means lord/masterful but its a name of greek origin, not roman.

ANYWAY TL;DR:

i really need to take my meds i think the fourth dark side is named cecil and i hope he’s a pirate 

#wow this is long kjgfjsgfr #this is 90% ramble i hope you guys dont just skip to the end #i put aloota work into dis #and my fingers hurt lol #kendra #kendra post #theory #sanders sides #wrath sanders #orange side #sanders sides theory

[destieliscanonnow]

GREATEST HITS RIGHT NOW !!! I wanna knowwwwww

I JUST sent that to you LIKE TWO SECONDS AGO WHAT TYPE OF A SOULMATE SHIT IS THIS??? Anyway ily let me just do it I am going to listen to it all over to actually give an idea CAUSE YOU DESERVE ONLY THE BEST!!!!

Snow Globe (I am still obsessed!)

Greatest Hits (I love the vibe I'm not even sorry)

The Secret Life Of Me (dude the whole song is WOW)

Violet!

Magnetic (THAT SONG FUCK)

Crying Over It All

Numb

American Graffiti

Fuzzy

See You In The Future

Fruit Roll Ups

Just Kidding

Lowkey As Hell

You'd Be Paranoid Too

Gladiator (Interlude) (I don't know if this was necessary okay?Jdbskbdsjbd)

Like It (I'm so sorry my wife is laughing in it BUT STILL I DONT LIKE IT -see what I did there?-)

Ice Bath

This album has two moods for me one is I AM IN LOVE and the other is EW NO you know? So this is really not the real thing GODDAMMIT

#i cant believe we did that at the same time xmavsjags #ily soooo much #kristen #youre like my fourth most used tag can you belieeeeve #did i do this wrong yes #do i care no #bdkavdksbdjsb #here it is anywaaay

[loveafterthefact]

Love After the Fact Chapter 62: Reach

Lance, Keith, and their friends have a brief but violent encounter with Daibazaal's top predator.

Trigger Warnings: -Blood/Gore -Death

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Lance isn’t sure exactly when it happens, but at some point, a few small amphorae start making their way around the table, and he starts to feel a little warm. One, he can tell, is a sweet, moist wine with a spice to it. It’s delightful, as is a much harsher liquor with a strong floral taste to it.

Unlike at the Frost Ball, Keith, while not quite sober, certainly isn’t drunk. He’s just a little more talkative, a little louder, a little more expressive with his hands, his ears, his face. His tail stays stubbornly wrapped around some part of Lance. The Altean is beginning to think it’s both a source of comfort and support, but also a bit possessive. He doesn’t particularly mind. He likes the idea that Keith’s proud to be with him, instead of uncomfortable or ashamed.

Everyone is slowly coming down from hysterics, still giggling at the awful cutscenes from Phantasm Killbot. Keith had been fascinated by the video game, having never really seen one before. He wasn’t very good at them, but improved a lot at the combat sections over the course of his playthrough with Pidge and Lotor.

“So, Keith,” Pidge begins, still giggling in Lance’s lap. “Did they get your bits right?”

“No. I don't have a red rocket.” Everyone laughs. “I'm a biped, for fuck's sake!” The laughter heightens, Keith grinning from where he’s still leaning against Lance’s side. “Also, I have eight nipples, not three.”

“If it makes you feel better, they didn’t get mine right, either,” Lance laughs. “I’m bigger than that.”

“Like hell you are,” Keith mutters.

“Don’t believe me? I can prove it to you.” Lance pretends to start untying his pants.

“Ew, no!" Pidge shrieks, covering their eyes. “Besides, Adam already told us!”

Lance’s hands freeze. “Adam told you?” He scowls, sighs. “Ah well. I have bigger problems. Judging by this, I am perceived as a cold, heartless, sociopath with a trophy husband whom I keep as a pet, along with the rest of my sizable harem. Go me.”

“Listen, listen.” Keith prods his chosen mate’s arm repeatedly, eager to make him smile, get his attention. “I don’t care what those fucks say about you. You are amazing, and beautiful, and every time I see your stupid face, it makes me smile.”

Lance bites back a laugh, though it shines in his eyes and scales. “Thank you, beloved. You are talented, and stubborn, and every time I see your gorgeous  face, it makes me smile, too.”

“What the fuck, Lance! You can’t steal my thing!” Everyone’s laughing, watching the young princes’ antics, teasing in their periphery.

“But it’s true! I love seeing your face. I’ll go track you down even when I’m supposed to be working just so I can see you.”

“Hm… Well, okay, but I would have expected you to be a bit more creative with you compliments, to be honest.”

“Wow. Tipsy you is merciless. I was not expecting to be annihilated in a single conversation.”

Lotor laughs, smirks at the two of them. “He gets it from his mother. She’s surprisingly… articulate.”

“Mnh, I dunno.” Pidge watches the couple closely. “I think Keith has his own, natural-born talent for it.”

“I have a natural talent for many things,” Keith declares, nibbling on some food. “But I’d never be mean about it. I just wanna make you laugh.”

“Aw, beloved! Quiznak, we need to drink together more often. All these cute little secrets-”

“I knowwwwww! I forgot how to shut up! I hate it!”

Lance grins, slips a bit of quintessence into Keith’s veins to take some of the edge off. He’s never really felt like this before, felt safe to be himself in company, safe to laugh, and goof off, and be physically affectionate with his spouse.

The last time he and Keith drank together, Lance only responded to Keith’s behavior. His people approved of his kindness for not scolding his spouse in public, but would never approve of this, of the way they lean against each other, touch each other, kiss each other.

This time spent on Daibazaal, where touch is more powerful than words, has him wondering if he’s the only Altean that misses their spouse while standing right next to them.

“Lance? You okay?”

“Yeah… I’m going to miss this when I go home. Being with you like this.” He tips their heads together. “I’d lose their respect in a heartbeat back home.”

“Hm.” Keith rubs his cheek against Lance’s shoulder, working his scent beneath the clothes and into the Altean’s skin. “Well, I guess it’s a good thing we-”

A horrific shriek cuts through the night, through their evening.

Keith’s interrupted by screams, shouts from outside. A crash of metal against stone, something falling over and tumbling over the street. Lance hears an unearthly shriek, sees the way the people around him tense, get to their feet. They draw their weapons. Lance follows Keith’s lead, rising to stand beside his spouse.

"A kronil..." Lotor takes charge. “Pidge, Ilun, stay here. Thace, get your kits. Everyone else… Arm yourselves and come with me. Lance, take Ilun’s bow.”

Lance already has Ilun’s bow, an arrow nocked and ready. More shrieks, but the screams have died down. Instead, elk are grunting anxiously, wolves growling and snarling. Mashan comes in, her younger siblings in tow. They’re immediately beset by Thace and Ulaz, checking over their kits for wounds and such.

“Daddy,” Mashan squeaks. “There’s- It’s outside.”

“We know, kitten. Stay here with Ilun and Pidge, okay?” Ulaz turns to his mate. “You stay too. You’re needed.”

Thace nods, not even arguing as he attempts to soothe his children. Lance follows the other Galra into the abandoned square. The citizens, including the hunters, have retreated indoors, apparently unwilling to face whatever made that awful shriek. The night air crackles, the hunting party’s animals are tense, nervous. Wolves taking a protective stance over their cubs, elk dancing where they’re tied for the night.

Keith presses up against his back, and Lance can feel him trembling. As if the restless tension isn’t enough to clue him in, the realization that Keith, fearless, semi-feral warrior prince who lifts grown Alteans off their feet and throws people across training yards, is scared.

Out of the corner of his eye, Lance sees a large shadow leap from the top of one den to another. Turning, he sees another shadow on his other side. There’s two, whatever they are. One lunges at a nearby elk, long fingers and arms diving down the animals throat, pulling its organs through its mouth. To say a chill courses through Lance’s veins would be an understatement. He understands the fear of the seasoned warriors around him. Noting that ends life in such a horrific way could be anything other than terrifying.

His heart is throbbing in his chest, but his hands remain steady. This is why these things are here. They followed the scent of food.

“Lance, stay close to me.”

“I will. I’ve got your back, beloved. I’ve got this.” He’s relieved when Keith doesn’t voice any doubts.

Granted, Keith doesn’t have time to voice anything before one of the creatures lands right in front of Lance. It’s horrifying. A long, thick tail; loose, hanging skin; four, bloody, long-fingered limbs; a dozen or so eyes swaying on stalks, turning in every direction- it doesn’t have a blind spot. It’s face is a collection of small, armored plates surrounding a beak dripping with blood.

The kronil lunges, long-fingered hands reaching for him. Lance ducks out of the way just in time, pulling Keith with him. In his peripheral vision, Lotor, Vrek, and Ulaz are engaging the other beast. No one else is around. They’re all hidden in their homes.

The kronil’s blood-slicked fingers miss Keith’s face by inches. If Lance hadn’t pulled him out of the way… Not something the prince wants to think about. Keith twists, swiping at the animal, but it dodges again, letting out a enrages scream, like daggers scraping down a pane of glass.

As the beast turns back to them again, Keith facing off this time, Lance realizes that this could be a problem. Keith has a sword, not a bow. The kronil’s vicious hands will reach him before he can deliver a killing blow.

“Keith?”

“Yeah?” The animal circles them, trying to find an opening where there’s not a weapon in the way.

“I know you think I’m a bad fighter, but I want you to stay at my back and I’m gonna square off, okay?”

“Okay.”

Lance finds himself facing the kronil, staring it down. He has two choices, keep his bow ready and wait for the beast to finally make a move, hoping he can kill it before it reaches him, or he can try shooting it from here and risking it dodging, leaving him slow to defend himself.

“Okay, here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to shoot at it. It’s going to lunge for me, you come in from the side and slice its hands off. Then, we kill it.”

“Sounds good. Do it.”

Lance considers the circling beast, eyeing the long fingers that wanted to reach down his throat and pull his insides to the outside. If he shoots at its hands, he could still get a beak to the throat. What he needs to do is slow it down. What he needs to do is…

He spies the primary eye that the kronil is using to watch them. It’s larger than the others, swaying, hovering as it moves with them. Decision made, Lance fires, arrow slicing cleanly through the eye. The animal shrieks, shaking its head. Enraged, it leaps at the couple, Keith leaping to the side, sword slicing up through the animal’s arms as Lance dodges its sharp beak, firing another arrow into the side of its head, missing Keith’s cheek by a finger’s width. Keith's sword plunges through the top of its armored head, and blood splatters over both of them, slick and warm

On the opposite side of the square, Lotor’s on the other, larger kronil’s back, twisting it into the beast’s heart. Seeing the fight is over, Lance turns to Keith just in time for the young Galra to pull him into an embrace.

“Hey, beloved. I’m alright. I’m alright.” He squeezes his spouse back regardless. “You’re not hurt at all, are you?”

“No, I-”

“Help! I need some help!”

Lance and Keith take off, trusting the others to secure the area. It’s another hunter, inspecting a glassy-eyed she-wolf, her belly ripped open, blood and milk pooling beneath her. Around her, a litter of cubs, dead.

Keith tugs frantically on Lance’s arm. “Fix it. You can fix her!”

“No,” Lance murmurs. “I can’t.”

“Why not?!” The hunter demands, purple fingers digging into their palms, claws shedding their blood. Keith whimpers, tugging at his clothes. Galra filtering into the square seem equally distraught.

“She’s in shock,” Lance explains, kneeling in the wolf’s puddle, laying a hand on her head. He closes his eyes, threading quintessence through her fading body. “Even if I could fix her, she wouldn’t live. Rapid healing is traumatic, and she can’t handle it… I’m sorry-”

Lance’s eyes flutter, quintessence pooling, glowing beneath his lids, beneath his scales. His pointed ears twitch, mouth curving into a deeper frown. “There’s…” His glowing eyes open, and he reaches beneath the she-wolf, pulling out a small, bloodied cub, stirring weakly in his hand. “Oh, you good mama,” Lance breathes, running a sticky, wet hand over her fur. “You did such a good job.”

Quite suddenly desperate, Lance sets the weak, bleeding pup down in front of the she-wolf’s nose, hoping it stirs something in her. It doesn’t. His heart drops, even in the fact of something he already knew was inevitable.

Life is hard without a mother.

“I’m so sorry, mama. You tried so hard.” Lance lifts his gaze to the heart-broken hunter, still cradling their wolf’s head in their lap. “There’s nothing I can do for her, but I can honor her sacrifice. I can take what’s left of her, and use it to save her cub.”

The hunter nods. “If you can do something, do it.”

Lance nods, draws in a shuddering breath.

“She’s not in pain. She’s too much in shock to feel anything. This will be easy for her. And kind,” Lance promises.

The hunter bows his head, grieving for the loss of their loyal friend.

Summoning his courage, Lance closes his eyes again, drawing his quintessence to tips of his fingers. Keith’s kneeling just behind him, cheek pressed in between his shoulder blades. Realizing just how affected his spouse is, Lance senses the gravity of this animal’s death, the importance her life held for the people.

Drawing on his love for the man at his back, Lance siphons the last of the she-wolf’s energy, threading it into the cub in his hand. When the mother’s life is depleted, he cradles the cub to his chest, sewing his small, damaged body back together as slowly, gently, and carefully as he can.

Lance only heals the cub to the point that it’s out of danger. Once its life is no longer in question, he hands it to the hunter. “He will need splints on his hind legs, and should be confined to a very small, soft space for the night. I can finish healing him tomorrow, when he’s recovered more.”

The hunter nods, carries the cub inside. A pair of hunters lift the she-wolf’s body, carrying her way. Lance turns to Keith, smiling wanly. “Thank you for your help, beloved.”

Keith shakes his head, presses their foreheads together, thumbs brushing over scales. “You have no idea what you just did, but you did it, and I love you for that. That, and so many other things.”

“I love you too, beloved.” Lance tips his head to kiss Keith’s lips. “Come on. We should go home and clean up. We’re all bloodied.”

“Yeah. Yeah, we should.”

Lance doesn’t miss an unfamiliar glow in Keith’s eyes, nor the way the Galra takes his hand first, before Lance has even offered it. Instead of mentioning it, he lets Keith’s tail wrap around his ankle, keeping close against the cold of night as they check on everyone before parting ways.

Daibazaal is dangerous, but he’s never been in safer hands.

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