Loop's Boys

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[kettuskinchanger]

While he didn't wear his fur as often as some of his pack mates, Asher did take to it when pouting. Catching Kettu's scent, he rushed over to her, tails flying freely behind him. Half slamming into the redhead, he let out a long pitiful whine.

Staring up at the blue sky, Kettu wondered if the little things whirring about her vision were actual birds or if she was hallucinating them after her head had connected with the ground. Then she heard them arguing to one another, and was relieved they were real. She closed her eyes as her hands sought out the furred head of her assailant. Slowly she sat up, wincing a little at her now aching spine, she eyed the other fox. Whatever he was upset with, she couldn't guess. But she rubbed his ears anyway for a second, before gathering a firm grip of his cheeks, and pulling his face closer to hers, looking him in the eye. "Asher," she said his name sweetly with adoration, before her tone went flat.

"Slow the fuck down."

She got herself up again, moving her shoulders from side to side to stretch before shifting and nuzzling her slender furred body under his chin, licking his face affectionately. Gentle little love bites followed along his neck and shoulder. Then with a sudden move, she turned and jumped back to bite and give a solid tug to one of his tails before she turned and pounced on him. If he was going to play rough with her, she would do the same, if only to distract him from whatever had upset him. It was easier than talking him down from whatever minor inconvenience he had decided to get dramatic over.

The little red fox hoped it wasn't coffee again.

[loops-boys]

Asher gave another whine as she started to rub at his ears. It was soothing, but he was still far too upset over Riki and Hye staining one of his cloaks. He'd even tried washing it before he went into full pout mode.

Bright eyes watched her as he was drawn in closer to her face, he was about give her a quick lick when she chastised him. Already pouting, her words just drew a half screamed complaint from the prince. He just wanted spoiled til he felt better.

His tails curled around to rest on her hip when she snuggled in against his side, happy to take comfort physically like this too. Her little nibbles were answered in kind; she wasn't the one who'd upset him. Though he yelped when she suddenly bit one of his tails and tugged at it.

Turning about, he snapped at the air between them sharply, jaws slamming together audibly. Play in this form wasn't exactly his strong suit, but he'd been working on it lately.

[loops-boys]

Black Dogs and Orange Foxes

Starter for @kettuskinchanger

New worlds were always hardest on Diarmuid. He struggled with new things, fear making him want to form and swallow pearls for his own safety as he had through out his youth. The massive use of them when he was younger had left his mind unstable at best these days. And he’d promised not to form the pearls anymore unless he had absolutely no choice these days. Especially since he’d lost the ability to narrow the focus of his abilities as insanity had started to settle in on him. These days, his pearls formed with all the knowledge withing a five mile radius which did all the more damage to his psyche.

Still, sometimes he was tempted.

Never so much as when he was faced with a child he couldn’t soothe. Whether this one were physically present or not, he truly didn’t care. He just wanted to soothe the small child sitting under the tree crying. Kneeling a few feet in front of her, he gave a soft little ‘woof’ that was much more canine than most humanoids could make. It was laced with the calm that his Black Dog form offered without shifting in case she was alive so he didn’t ruin this planet for the pack too quickly.

One ear twitched slightly against his scalp when he heard another person approaching. Maybe they knew this little one, maybe they could soothe her. Looking up, his hopes were lowered when a pale skinned redhead approached them; the little girl was clearly Asian with her dark hair so them knowing her was less likely.

“I want to help,” He spoke carefully, forcing his words to form more slowly than he normally did. Though he didn’t know he shared a language with her, trying Korean first as a prayer to whoever might be listening. His heartache showed in his tone as he spoke, gently reaching out to brush a strand of dark hair out of the little girl’s face.  “I just don’t know how, little one.”

[loops-boys]

Of Foxes and Birds

Closed Starter for @kettuskinchanger

Now that he had claimed this house as their den for this world, Su-Bin was incredibly picky about how it was kept up. Halfway through washing the dishes from breakfast, his vibrant amber eyes flicked towards the door at the sound of someone approaching. It wasn’t the pack; he had their footsteps memorized. Silently begging for whoever it was to continue past their house, he turned his attention back to the dishes.

Only to squawk (Fuck off!) sharply when whoever it was stopped at his door and began to knock. 

Though it was less a sound of aggression than it was one of exasperation. Standing up and drying his hands on a towel, he sighed softly and stepped over to the door.

“What do you want?” The dragon mix’s face was practically blank, almost disinterested even.

[loops-boys]

Of Smiles and Nightmares

Continued from HERE with @kettuskinchanger

He had woken from his dream in near terror thanks to a dark dream and sought out whichever of his pack he found first. It had just happened to be Kettu that he’d found and sank to his knees next to her to line him up to bite her arm. As always, Virgil had been careful not to break the skin while still getting enough pressure to soothe himself. When he finally felt like he could breathe again, he stood up again, a hint of translucence starting to show.

He let himself be pushed down into a chair, his embarrassment fading him out slowly. Surprise widened his blue eyes, but he stopped fading out finally, when Kettu settled herself in his lap. The tender kiss soothed him, the feel of her thumbs against the sensitive velveting on his cheekbones calming him from the touch of a mate. After all, he’d never let anyone but a mate touch any of his velveting.

Biting his own lower lip, he was much less careful and a hint of blue started to bead up on his lower lip quickly before he managed to answer her. “You…you…were all d-dying…And I couldn’t st-stop it….”

[kettuskinchanger]

Kettu’s lips parted in a soft gasp when she saw the blue, and without a thought leaned up to lap it away, pressing her lips to his again. When she drew back, she remained near enough to nuzzle his cheek. “Feel me, Virgil. In ye arms, roight here, solid an’ true. We’re safe here.” She leaned in and rubbed her head against his jaw, spreading his scent on her. “See? Here we are, mixed t’gether, ye an’ I, honest an’ true. No one is hurtin’ us.” Her voice was full of rich loving warmth, and she held onto his upper arms with her hands.

Everyone here is our friend, we’re safe. We’re surrounded by so many capable people. Who I trust, entirely.” Snuggling close to him, she quietly and perfectly, imitated a cat’s purr for as long as she was able with deep breaths before she began to feel a touch lightheaded for it. She slid her arm up to wrap around the back of his neck, the other sliding up his back. “I promise, it was only a passing fear, no’tin’ is happenin’ t’ any o’ us.” It made her heart ache to know he was so afraid, but she understood it. She’d lost her clan before, near everyone gone. That was a sort of pain that never left, She knew what it was to fear that happening again, and though she meant her words with all the conviction in her, she knew there was always a chance that the worst could happen.

“Remind yourself, there’s a lot o ‘ reasons why we cherish our present. Love an’ be happy wit’ all ye have. Be grateful fer who ye are blessed wit’. I’m so happy every day I see ye face, Virgil. Ye a part o’ me now. All o’ ye are, an’ I couldn’t be happier. Jus’ t’inkin’ o’l losin’ any o’ ye… I couldn’t bear it. Ye no’ foolish t’ fear what ye can’t stop. It’s terrifying t’ feel ye can’t stop fate. But ye don’t know dat will happen. I’m no’ sayin’ t’ be a fool wit’ ye head in de sand. We know a few lads loike dat, aye, but ye alert, ye aware, an’ ye wise. Take heart, know we are strong t’gether. Especially ye lads. Sometoimes de best aid t’ fear is faith, in what an’ who ye love.” 

[loops-boys]

The press of her lips helped remind him that it had only been a dream and nothing more. She was alive. They were all alive. Leaning slightly into her as she nuzzled at him, he barely even registered the way she occasionally brushed his velveting. As she spoke of feeling her, he was quick to wrap his arms fully around her, all but clinging as she scented him. He sometimes felt dumb for all his worries and insecurities, but some how the pack always knew how to handle him even on his weakest of days.

Virgil gave a tiny purr back when she stopped, wanting to let her knew how much he appreciated it even if he knew she couldn’t keep it going the way he could. The way her hand settled against the velveting on the back of his neck had him whining softly even as he leaned into her a little more heavily. He was easily distracted by such touches still. One day he would learn to handle his mates touching his velveting the way his mother had adjusted to the touch of his father, but one never knew when that adjustment would come to him. 

“I can’t lose any of you...” Which he meant perhaps a little more strongly than most as once mated, a Cheshire would never be able to forget them. If a mate died, instinct usually insisted that they rewind time to change that fact for the pain that would be left in their heart and soul. “I know you’re all strong, but it felt so real. And no matter how I fought, I couldn’t get free, I couldn’t help anyone...” He felt another round of tears start as he tucked his chin to his chest, his arms tightening around her and his voice dropping to a tiny whisper that only her animalistic hearing probably let her hear.

“Don’t leave me...” 

[loops-boys]

Of Smiles and Nightmares

Continued from HERE with @kettuskinchanger

He had woken from his dream in near terror thanks to a dark dream and sought out whichever of his pack he found first. It had just happened to be Kettu that he'd found and sank to his knees next to her to line him up to bite her arm. As always, Virgil had been careful not to break the skin while still getting enough pressure to soothe himself. When he finally felt like he could breathe again, he stood up again, a hint of translucence starting to show.

He let himself be pushed down into a chair, his embarrassment fading him out slowly. Surprise widened his blue eyes, but he stopped fading out finally, when Kettu settled herself in his lap. The tender kiss soothed him, the feel of her thumbs against the sensitive velveting on his cheekbones calming him from the touch of a mate. After all, he'd never let anyone but a mate touch any of his velveting.

Biting his own lower lip, he was much less careful and a hint of blue started to bead up on his lower lip quickly before he managed to answer her. "You...you...were all d-dying...And I couldn't st-stop it...."

[kettuskinchanger]

Xue Yang didn't want to look up, didn't want to let her see the way his fear had to be showing on his face with the flood of panic that was drowning him, but he was a good boy. Though just as he started to lift his head, Kettu changed her order. Hitting his knees was much easier to do. Leaning forward, he slid graceful to his knees, turning to face her and resting his hands palm up on his thighs as his back straightened. When she stood up, he couldn't help but wince slightly, another soft, "I'm sorry" passing his lips. Though instead of dishing out a punishment of any kind, she turned and walked into the kitchen where the remnants of the lunch he'd shared with Wei Wuxian.

Watching her start cleaning up had another surge of panic washing through him and the brunet flipped his hands, nails digging into his flesh out of habit. He'd learned years ago that hurting himself before anyone could raise a hand to him made it easier, as if that moment of low pain could ready his body to take the anger of the coming punishment. Though when she turned back towards him Xue Yang was quick to flip his hands over again as they were supposed to be. Wincing at her question, he gave a subtle nod of acceptance of her rules. "No!" The answer was immediate, but shaky and tremoring with fear. "I swear! I don't even know how I....I....I didn't want to."

Kettu didn't miss his hands, but she said nothing on it now. He'd done enough, in her mind, but she knew he wouldn't accept that. Accidents happened, that much she knew so painfully well, and this time it had little consequence. She wished she had been as lucky.

Sighing slowly, she muttered about having a long talk with Wei Wuxian later. From her tone it was going to be more of an ass-whupping than a talk. She reached out and took his chin turning his face to hers, tipping it left and right for a second as she examined his expressions. He was still high, she could tell that from his eyes alone. Baked into something she couldn't discern indica from sativa, so she hadn't a clue what sort of ride he was in for. "At least the dumbass didn't get my stash, you wouldn't be upright." Shaking her head, she rose and went to the door, locking it, before she returned to his side.

"I am not angry at you. This wasn't your fault." She leaned her head closer to his, "But, I can't let you go off like this now can I?" Rising again, she left and came back with her favorite lead, clipping it onto him. "I suppose I'll just have to watch you all night." There was a little subtle smirk on her lips and her eyes full of mischief, were turning more golden. "I can't decide... should I keep you on your knees or not." She tapped her finger, painted in pale blue nail polish, against her jawline. The silver lotus ring on her hand glinted in the light. "Tell me, which would you think more fitting?"

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[kettuskinchanger]

Wei Wuxian winced at the redheads snarl and nodded, quickly gathering his things. "I'm sorry." His words were soft in embarrassment, he was quick to slip out the door. He really hadn't meant to cause any harm, but it had still happened. Impact was sadly far more important than intent.

Lost in his panic, Xue Yang didn't so much as look at her when she sat next to him. While Meng Yao had so far only ever given him perfectly manageable punishments, the panic over messing up this badly had still taken a fierce hold of him. Wincing at the command in her voice, the young man sucked in a quick breath and forced himself to answer her through the fear gripping him. "I thought I could trust him, I didn't mean to take anything...I swear!"

There were not many strict rules between Xue Yang and his master, but one of those was that he would be sober. Meng Yao wouldn't, couldn't, risk having a relationship with someone who used drugs.

Kettu closed her eyes when he answered. She was kicking that idiot's ass later. "Look up, Kitten," she said with a clear demanding tone again, "in fact, knees. And with proper posture." She stood up and went to the leftover food, picking up plates with her back to him so she could shift her nose just a slight bit. It was uncomfortable to say the least, and her nostrils were dry and irritated afterward. Thankfully they weren't a ridiculously high dose. These were more her dose than anything. Taking everything over to trash or wash, she made a point of cleaning up his mess for him, in front of him. While he was not allowed to rise yet.

When she was done and everything was tidy again, she walked over to him, still drying her hands on a towel. "I will ask, and you will give me the truth, these are my rules." She waited long enough to hear if he objected. "Did you request them?" As she asked, she reached up and brushed crumbs off of his shirt, slowly and deliberately. "Tell me now."

[kettuskinchanger]

Lan Xichen watched after his wife in confusion for a few moments before shaking his head and heading to the car to go back to work now that his wife had left.

Xue Yang hadn't moved from where he'd first sat on the couch after he'd finished sharing his lunch with Wei Wuxian. Though now he had his knees pulled up to his chest and was rocking back and forth as he repeated, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Even Kettu's arrival didn't stir him; his hands clenched against his legs, the skin blanched and at the verge of splitting under his grip.

Kettu was glad to see that they’d eaten, at least he wasn’t going through this on an empty stomach. “Wei, get your things and go,” Kettu snarled low at the young man. She was livid, but was doing her best to keep it controlled. Lan Zhan could sort him out. Not giving him a second glance, she walked to the couch and settling gingerly beside him.

She said nothing at first, sniffing the air quietly before she spoke in a calm but confident tone, “Tell me what happened.” She was careful not to sound upset with him, but at the same time, but still commanding.

[kettuskinchanger]

The moment she answered the call from Wei Wuxian, the young man was talking. "He's not doing good and I dont know how to fix it. I just wanted to help him relax a bit! Instead he's freaking out! What do I do?" Normally he would have called Lan Zhan, but he'd already told Wei Wuxian not to bring his special brownies to Xue Yang’s. So hopefully Kettu had an answer.

Kettu listened in stunned silence until the idiot stopped talking. “YOU WHAT!?” She bellowed into the phone, jumping up so fast she upset her chair. The entire cafe turned to look at her, and she shot her husband an apologetic look. “I’m on my way, don’t let him leave.” Snatching up her purse, she shoved her phone into it and leaned down to kiss Huan. “I’m sorry, Wei is an idiot, I have to go. He... ugh. I’ll text you.” Another quick peck and then she was striding out of the building, already calling for a cab. As she opened the door to the apartment, she stepped in cautiously, looking around trying to assess the situation as much as she was able. “Wei? Xue Yang?” Calling out softly, she shut the door and slipped out of her shoes as she walked in to look for them.

[loops-boys]

Of Chocolates and Kittens

 @kettuskinchanger​ HERE

When he focused again, she was biting her lower lip as adorably as she could. Her eyes sparkled as she watched him, happy that her food had gotten such a reaction. “Calls it Honeycomb. Has honey but it ain’t really dat, I ought know. At me own weight thrice over in comb honey by now.” She brought forward a black and white checkered gift back that was practically overflowing with more morsels of crunchy sweetness, each wrapped in plastic wrap to keep them fresh. “I hoped ye would loike ‘em. No’ too hard? Meng Yao said he nearly chipped a tooth!” She pouted, lower lip jutted out. “So I came fer a second opinion. Himself said ye loike sweets, so I whipped up anot’er batch fer ye.”

Xue Yang couldn’t help the way he licked his lips again, chasing the last hints of the sweetness clinging to the flesh. He’d spent so many years with sugar limited, only days when he’d done something so extremely well that Wen Chao thought he deserved it, and now it was practically an addiction. Though thankfully Master still kept him in check so he didn’t overdo either. 

“I’ve had more crucnchy things.” The teen shrugged slightly as he carefully brought his hands together between them, hoping to subtly tuck his knife away again. It wouldn’t due to upset her. Especially when she was holding out a bag of these delicious treats, temptation far too strong as it always was for him if Master wasn’t telling him what to do. “It’s good.”

[loops-boys]

Painting Interruptus

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Kettu’s expression was immediately apologetic when she saw she had startled him into messing up his work. “Oh! I am sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you, I just didn’t want to draw attention getting here. Zewu-Jun gets a little fussy about me wandering around.” She stepped closer and set the basket beside his workspace. “Ah, and your lines were so clean too! I’m so sorry.” And she did seem quite honest.

“I noticed you were painting too, and I hoped you might be able to help me. The tradesman I purchased my favorite lining brush, the very tiny ones, isn’t going to be here for another week, and I’ve had an accident with my brush. I hoped you might have a spare I could trade for?” She lifted the cloth on the basket, showing a paper wrapped parcel of honey cakes, along with a very high quality set of pigment powders and small mixing bowls. “I wouldn’t be so worried, but I’m actually crafting a present at the moment and I don’t have time to wait on my supplier.”

The willow tree outside his room had caught his attention that morning and he’d been trying to paint it correctly. Alas, a sudden thick blotch of black ink spread in the middle of one of the branches he’d lined didn’t quite fit. Keeping the fan between them as if it were enough to make this acceptable, Nie Huaisang gave an uncomfortable chuckle and shook his head. “No harm done, Lan-Furen.”

At least her interruption had been one painting screwed up, not a half dozen and many of his brushes as well. He didn’t fear his Da-ge, the older man’s promise to always protect him still held too close to his heart, but he knew that Nie Mingjue had violent moments where he lashed out. Their father had too...

Shaking his head slightly, he cleared his throat before forcing a smile to his lips again. “Of course I have a brush you could have. But wouldn’t it have been better to wait til morning when we would be in public?” Even if it were for a gift they wouldn’t necessarily be able to figure out exactly what it was simply by asking him for a brush....right?

[loops-boys]

Darting into the room, Kettu zeroed in on her prey, her grin widening with a sort of crazed glee. Sprinting up she skidded, poorly, to a halt in front of Xue Yang. “Try it!” Full of giddy energy she pressed a chocolate to his lips, waiting for him to taste the honeycomb confectionary.

The sound of her feet had the teen flinching and his wrist flexing to drop the blade from his forearm into his palm. Though he processed the red poof of her hair before he could fully draw the blade on her. Master would be quite offended if he upset her like that. Making himself stay still, he went cross eyed trying to look at whatever was being pushed to his lips. It took him a moment to do as she asked, the scent of chocolate registering on his and his lips parting. Master said she'd never hurt him and if there was anything he could trust these days, it was Master's word. So she must not being a threat.

A low moan formed in the back of his throat at the rich sweetness filled his tongue, his teeth biting through it slowly. Most sweets were good, but this went way beyond that. It felt almost unfair to know that it existed when one day he couldn't have anymore. Licking his lips as he finished it off, he slowly refocused on her face, confusion and excitement shining in his dark eyes.

"What is it?"

[loops-boys]

Kettu knew it was probably unwise, but she slunk out one night to visit the guest halls. Her own supply was depleted, but she had seen one of the young cultivators who came to learn this year had a stash. So she had waited until she saw him go in alone and followed. Likely his companions wouldn’t be far off and she didn’t want to make a fuss of it. She was quick to slip into the guiding. “Hello? Nie?” Bright eyes looked for the boy with the fan, a small woven basket in hand, a cloth over the contents.

Nie Huaisang knew that he shouldn't have a room fully to himself, but most of the clan was content to avoid him and had all opted to room with one another leaving him a room all to himself. Which had been quite appreciated as it meant he could enjoy his artworks, all of them, without having to deal with the looks his clan mates gave him. Settled at the low table in the middle of the room, he was sitting and working on a painting with one cup of Emperor's Smile to sip at as he pleased.

Jumping when someone suddenly spoke from inside his room, Nie Huaisang whined as he noticed how his brush had pressed far too heavily to the paper. Looking up, the center of his deeply pouting lips stained by his ink, amber eyes widened when he spotted Lan-Furen. Whisking a fan from his sleeve, he waved it nervously in front of himself. What in the world was she doing here? And in his room with no chaperone?

"Yes, Lan-Furen?"

Oh shit, what new was about to reach his Da-ge?

[loops-boys]

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