♚ : ❞ HUNGER FOR PINE

ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ; ɴsғᴡ ; ᴀs ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʙʏ ʀᴀᴄᴄᴏᴏɴ.

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Since I gained control over this blog again, I can finally post here that Theron has been moved to a multi-muse blog over at @funereasque!

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Despite buying Lucinda traditional Indian dresses (such as saris) for her to wear within the palace, Theron is upmost considerate for Lucinda's like for mori kei fashion. He thinks she looks absolutely adorable with cottage core vibes and it absolutely drives him insane (in a good way [wink wink]) when seeing Lucy with Lydia in such comfy clothing.

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Today is his little lamb's ( @flieuthi ) birthday. All meetings have been canceled and the tiger king is gladly spending time with his pregnant mate and his adorable princess Lydia. Shopping, eating many sweets and spending time at their private cabin is a must! And of course, a little private time once Lydia is tucked in for the night.

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Tumblr, you are still a shitty.

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flieuthi​:

                Lucinda was in such a good mood for her birthday, she actively ignored the cussing. A soft rumbling escaped deeps within her throat, pleased by his words.           The young royal squirms and giggles in delight from his touched, offering him sweet kisses today. The scent was entirely new creation of hers - of pomegranates nectar, fresh orange blossoms, vanilla and amber. Soaking in all his affections, she returned them with sweet kisses and tender touches until he spoke to her.            Her eyes lit up suddenly, her mood was rising even more.  ❝ I would love that a lot! Especially the cuddling. ❞ As the Tiger snapped his jaw at her, she jumped before preening as she stood on her toes, wrapping her arms around him.  ❝ You are the only master cuddler for me.❞           Her had canted to the side,  ❝ Hm? Alright! ❞ For once Lucinda would’ve summoned the shadows, allowing the darkness to engulf them until appearing on the porch of her cabin. She didn’t release him as she pressed her forehead against his,  ❝ What did you need to ask me, Vesryn? ❞

      “Damn straight I am.” He chuckled while he held her closely once arms were found wrapped around his neck. Theron allows the shadows to engulf them, giving her plenty of kisses upon lips and cheeks as the coldness surrounds them.      It doesn’t take too long for them to reappear at their destination. The warmth of night made him wish he could feel the cold of shadows, but honestly, Theron was meant for the heat. Fire does burn within his belly (metaphorically of course).      A grumble of a growl vibrates within his chest as he picks his queen up and carried her off somewhat to plop down upon the ground. He shifts her gently, positioning Lucy just right to where he cuddled her between his legs.       “Well...I know the last time I had asked you was a few years ago. So, I was wondering if you’d be ready to have another baby with me? Our little tanuki is old enough to handle herself now without our constant...whatever.” He huffed, a bit nervous about the topic from some reason. When is he ever nervous?      “Now, I’m not bringing this up because I don’t have a fucking male heir. I don’t fucking care about that. The family has plenty of others to take the throne.” Eyes of red rolled in pure annoyance over silly political bullshit.     “I want to have as many fucking kids with you as possible. I love you so fucking much, Lucinda. You drive me wild whenever I know you’re near. Your scent. The feel of your warm touch and soft fucking voice. How you feel against me. How you feel when I’m inside of you. Lucinda, I love you so fucking much that I could just eat you right up.” He mused, giving his queen a light tickle at her sides.       “Mm, I just want to make love to you all the fucking time, little lamb. You know you’ll be the reason behind my madness. You’ve already infected me.” That shouldn't’ be taken as an insult anymore. Theron had came to terms with the “blessing” he had been given a long time ago.       The tiger king buried his face within her soft locks and takes in the scent of her shampoo and added floral scents she produced on her own.       He started to pant lightly while nibbling against Lucinda’s ear.       “What do you say, little lamb? Do you wish for your tiger to breed you? To give you a child during your heat? Life can be the greatest gift, Lucinda. My gift to you on such a day.”

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flieuthi​:

             A fit of giggles escaped the fossa as her mate and her took quite a tumble; however, he was always so gentle with her. As Theron made sure his full weight was upon her by, turning to his side, the female clung to him.          Her laughter filled the room, finding his rough lips and whiskers against her softer skin tickling her. She headbutt him back, allowing the softest of mews to escape her. Before she watched her mate shift before her eyes.          ❝ if I pout right now for even suggesting it would that satisfy  you? ❞ she inquired on cue, pouting before returning the kisses.  ❝  Are we allowed to go to the surface? ❞

       “Of course it would fucking satisfy me. Why wouldn’t it~?” He jests as lips formed into into a rather toothy grin.       Hands lightly pinched and caressed Lucy here and there as he hummed in content. He loved how she smelt today. A change in shampoo perhaps? Maybe a new lotion that just made her skin even softer yet? Whatever it is, Theron would never be displeased. He loved this woman too much to even care.       “Hm? You’d like to go to the surface, huh? Perhaps to your cabin? We could sit outside for awhile before turning in and having some high quality time with your master cuddlier here.” He coos, snapping his jaws at his queen playfully. “I’m fucking good at it aren’t I?”

      “I do have something to ask of you. I’m just curious is all, but I’ll ask you when we get there.”

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flieuthi​:

                she could smell his scent anywhere. but the tug upon her clothing made the queen turn on ever so carefully, along with the chuff. lucy purrs before wrapping her arms around her mate’s neck:  ❝ Vesryn! ❞ the young queen had occupied herself with the magnitude of birthday wishes and gifts but none of those matter when her mate was here.  ❝ You remember what day it is? ❞

            A lowly groan came from her king as he felt her arms wrap around his neck. Large paws had then been placed upon her frame as if trying to give the woman a hug. However, his weight caused both to topple, but Theron made sure to keep her safe and sound from said weight on the way down: turning himself to the side before hitting the ground.        Rough tongue laps at her cheek before whiskers tickled her face as he gave her a few sniffs. A light head butt follows suit with another chuff.       Theron lays there with her like this for a little while before he shifts to his mortal guise.       “As if I could ever forget my lamb’s birthday. Maybe I should one of these days just to see you pout.” He’ll chuckle lowly, giving his mate a few light kisses upon soft lips.

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@flieuthi​

             The giant mass of a mossy tiger came from behind the queen, gently taking a piece of her clothing within his mouth, giving it a soft tug to gain her attention. And of course, a chuff had followed suit.

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I’m still around! I think I have some time to write things once again! My partner, he just recently gotten a job and he doesn’t come home until 6:30-7:00 pm EST now. Yeah yeah, I should make some time for myself, but I really do enjoy being in call with him (and his friends when not in a solo call) all the time. Anyways, thanks for understanding my lack of attention on my blogs and just LURKING all the time.  If anyone wants to chit-chat on Discord, let me know and I’ll give you my Discord for sure. c:

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The tiger is mad at me because today is his mate’s birthday and I’m feeling too lazy to write stuff.

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flieuthi​:

                   His words and the attention of his notorious stinky face made her eyes narrowed as she lets out an angry chirp. “Don’t taste the air!” she huffed lightly. Naturally, her cheeks redden even more. BRIGHTER THEN BEFORE. A soft grumble escaped plush lips, “I’m no–…”  Her words abruptly cut off as he brought her into a sweet, lingering kiss. 

      How the queen melted within his arms as her tail sways swayed and curled as she returned the kiss only to part. “I’m always happy with you. Is my King happy?”

           “I wasn’t tasting the air, I swear~.” Like before, his rough tongue licked slowly up his Persephone’s cheek. Honestly Theron kept in mind they both agreed to wait longer for having another child and is rather proud of himself for ignoring her annoying heat. His schedule has been well planned out to help avoid any accidents.       The tiger king chuffed, nuzzling against his mate that he held within his arms with as much warmth he could ever offer her. “Am I?” A snort. “Of course I’m fucking happy. But, little lamb?”

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flieuthi​:

                Lucinda gasped a little, knowing that Theron was correct.”A-ah, y-you snuck them between!” she repeatedly, only to light beat on his chest gently with her fist. There was nothing malicious or bitter about it, it was all playful and teasing. “You meanie! How I’m supposed to keep up if you cheat like that!” By this point, she whined as he pulled away from he to pinch her cheeks. “H-Hey, leave those along, Vesryn!”         By this point, she drew closer to Theron. “I think my life would being boring with you. I wouldn’t be able to wake up in the morning to see your handsome face or hear your chufing, Being close to you, loving you is all I want.” The Kingdom was flourishing and people were growing fond of the Queen especially who wore more and more. Even more importantly, they created life - a beautiful baby girl who was their sunflower. 

       “Thank you for creating this garden of love for us.”

           “You should know how I play games, little lamb!” He’ll chuckle as Lucinda lightly beat on his chest in a false tantrum. When the nymph pulled away from his gentle teasing though, he gave her the good ol’ stinky face. He wasn’t trying to taste the air, but rather just using it as an excuse to make such a face at her in the most childish ways.       “You’re such a fucking sap. Come here.” Theron’ll growl out, lacing digits within Lucinda’s hair at the back of her head and drawled her in for a sweet, lingering kiss.       “Anything to make my queen happy~.”

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Theron still plays with the kendama Lucy had sent him years ago.

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Theron and Lucy have such a healthy relationship. They are so gross. :U

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flieuthi​:

            IRK.  The fossa’s fur bristles as her tail thrashes about annoyed in herself. He was right!  “…I missed the ones after lunch,” she stated. Admittedly her cheeks heated up, dusted with a deep rouge. For now, Lucinda won’t correct him since she didn’t want to spoil the moment.       The growl made her ears arouse only to feel him nibbling upon the flickering appendage. Responsive chirping escaped her lips as she let this happen, leaning against him.

       “But you wouldn’t want a refund anyways.”

            “I mean, your lips were on mine for quite sometime during lunch. Remember? You were nicely settled in my lap and lunch was everywhere else but being eaten. You were definitely too caught up to even catch those little “I love yous” between all those kisses.” The tiger king snickered, pulling away from Lucinda just a tad so that hands may pinch at flushed cheeks. Of course he’ll let her go after he’s done teasing so that she may rest against him as she always does when they’re this close.       “Of course I wouldn’t. I have no fucking idea what my life would be like without you, little lamb.” Perhaps he’d still be in the guard and not on the throne. He wouldn’t know about Drago being his grandfather or Aiden being his dad. He wouldn’t have a beautiful little girl either.      Looking back on things, his life was so bland without his fossa. There were times when he had fun, but nothing compared to being with his destined love. He worked too hard to have her at his side to throw this life with her away.

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flieuthi​:

                     The lick upon her cheek made her purr loudly.before leaning against him. A giggle escaped her, “Hmm, well, we are up to two-hundred and fifty-one times today. You broke your record.” Naturally her tail coils around him, “I love you too. Forever and always.”

            Eyes of red blinked once -- twice -- and thrice as head cants. “You’re fucking lying! I feel like I’ve at least said it two-hundred and seventy times. You definitely miss counted!” Even after all this time of Lucinda scolding him of his hash language with her, Theron still keeps it up no matter what!       With another growl vibrating within the king’s chest, Theron arms to give an ear of Lucinda’s a gentle nipping followed by a few licks of a tongue for a little bit of affectionate grooming.       “You better because I can’t get a fucking refund~.”

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