#inquires.

@wcyfarer​ said:

"... care for a fucking? ... gay sex? Lil gay sex."

“Have you no respect for your twin sister, Aether?” He’s too wide open not to pick on at this point. “Lumine doesn’t like to share,” and neither does he for that matter. “Slut in theory but never in practice, much to your bad fortune I suppose.” He chuckles. “You can always go fuck Tartaglia, heavens knows when was the last time he had sex. I’m sure he’ll appreciate it.”

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VERY toxic  .  ding is treated more like a dog than a sibling  .  his brother will make him walk on all-fours even in public  .  punishments aren’t very swell either ranging from getting himself whipped to being locked in a cage from bad behavior  .  his brother only lets him eat once a day as well since thats an acceptable amount of time to feed ones dog  .  even though dingo is VERY mistreated he still LOVES his brother to pieces and does anything he can to be on his good side  .

TRUTH BE TOLD, it was a ROUGH couple of days, weeks? Honestly, who even knew how long it had been, since they found out about KURO and the whole ‘I’m not actually Shiro, I’m here to infiltrate and KILL YOU’ thing and then having to search for the ACTUAL Shiro and finding him lost in some astral rift thing-a-majig. Lance had no idea, it was A LOT to take in and a lot to handle and his brain couldn’t process even HALF of it.

But what he could gather, and what he already knew despite his original thoughts, and inhibitions about a certain RED / BLACK PALADIN slash, apparently part galra so now he’s actually part of the Blade of Marmora too? It would seem he had MISJUDGED Keith a lot more than he cared to realize. Maybe that’s how he found himself standing in front of the door that led to Keith’s room and where Actual-Shiro was resting. He’s been unconscious for days and they aren’t sure what to do about it. 

One hand stuffed into his jeans, head hung low, Lance let out a long sigh, he wasn’t sure how ready he was for the scene that was about to unfold behind the opening of this door but, he had some.... THINGS he needed to get off his chest, and he supposed, between losing close friends MULTIPLE TIMES and nearly dying almost every day, now was as good a time as any.

Lifting his free hand, Lance rapped his knuckles on the metal Altean door, tilting his head from side to side, as if to relieve some pressure in his neck.

@wxldetcmes the fox is sad/lonely/probably wants cuddles

– 𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗦 !

It wasn't like him, not in the slightest, to roll his sleeves up and bare his heart open for judgement. Especially from someone like her. Partners or not, he's always been a closed off individual since the day they met; it made sense, given his past and no matter how much she would've loved nothing more than for Nick to trust her on a new level, things like that took time. And Judy could wait.

That's why his sudden confession had her ears standing up straight, turning towards him first as if she'd heard him wrong. She couldn't help the little winkle in her nose as her body slowly turned, fully giving him her undivided attention. Something... was definitely wrong but given his expression, one unfamiliar to her, she decides not to push and ask.

She closes the distance between them, allowing her violet irises to fall to his arm, a hand reaching out to gently relax there and feel at his fur before eyes trailed back up to meet his own. An easy, soft expression rested on her features as her ears laid lax than before. Her tone was gentle as she spoke.