[theepridenthunder]

w/ Maui on the beach ... @grimmacing

" If your myth was all about you pulling islands up from the ocean... i just figured you'd be a master at diving is all?" Audrey shrugged with his hands on his hips. They'd been wading in the more shallow parts of the water for a while now. Having his memories back made him more inclined to befriending other gods, maybe kings and other STRONG warriors.

" Can you summon whales and dolphins like Aquaman or is that not a thing?" The Grecian himbo continued to yap. Now block the sun from his eyes with his hand. " I never had an island sort of get away before..." He gave way of all his arrogance with a bit of truth. As this was again all about how he and the other demigod could bond. " Also i lowkey hate fish. Like I get the ick." His noses crinkles and his pouty pillowy lips curled while quivering in slight disgust.

[theepridenthunder]

✎  status:  open

✎  location: Just outside of Pellar's town.

✎  estimated  time:  2:22 pm on a Saturday.

Just his luck. On a day around town where he took off from his work. Pulled his Mazda RX-7 out the garage he had it parked in. Gave it a quick soapy shirtless wash & shine before deciding to take it out for a spin. The engine would begin to stall, the body would rattle , all before he was popping the hood releasing a plume of smoke in its wake. Nearly on his way back into town , his joyride came to a sudden hault on a winding woodsy road. Only Audrey was confident he could fix his problem rather quickly easily, he thought - with the use of his toolcase- that he did not have.

Minutes past. And he's nearly gearing up to lock his car and start the jog back into town. 2 and a half miles or so. But suddenly there's someone pulling up beside him. He drops the hood of his car with a bashful yet still charming smile. Was his luck starting to improve ?

[thrcughthewccds]

Conan was on his way out to his favorite spot in the woods. He'd gotten into another fight with his grandpa and needed to clear his head. Walk around in nature, throw some rocks, maybe find some...

Hello.

He slows his motorcycle down, coming to a stop near the nice ass in tight jeans leaning over a smoking car on the side of the road. He recognizes Audrey the mechanic immediately and he can already feel his mood lifting.

"I knew you were smoking hot but this is getting ridiculous, Addie."

He turns off his bike, kickstands, and steps up next to him.

"How bad is it?"

[theepridenthunder]

Did he look like a damsel in distress? The thought crossed his mind as he used the hem of his tee-shirt to wipe his brow. Seeing the other man arrive on his motorcycle was like a knight pulling up on horseback to save the day. Does that mean his overheated and smoking engine was the DRAGON ?! The pretty boy with amazing hair almost wanted to kick his tire. And curse the gods with his frustration. But miracles happen when you let them. So let them he did...

With a deep breath he made himself smile a rather charming smile. Before joking right back at him " Know any good mechanics?"

"Uuuh , not too too bad we should probably drive away before it explodes. Care to give me a lift back to my garage? I forgot my stuff in my other - " He trails off a bit. Feeling like he was over explaining. When the other guy already seemed keen on helping him.

[theepridenthunder]

w/ ... your pick but Herc is doing stretches and stuff on a cliff over looking the sea @petalsandwinds

He had jogged most the forest and up a mountain to get here. At a vantage point but really somewhere more so serene and calming. Closer to the heavens also by chance. But hero only seen the lush green grass and colorful wild flowers that sprinkled it as a rather aesthetic place to train.

Working on strength and agility he found a small boulder that weighed roughly 70 pounds to lift and press during the workout. It was a beautiful morning. The young demigod just wished he had his modern day creature comforts like music or a energy drink to fuel this process of his.

Conversation would just have to due as he spots the other man approaching with each sit up he does. Drawing nearer and nearer until he could make out a face.

"Hope you brought some water with you?" He huffs as he sets up fully. " Come to enjoy the view? It's really something. Well from up here at least-" He inquiries while carding a hand through his curly hair.

[theepridenthunder]

" Folks still need to eat , Father. "

Wesley begun. Mirroring his Stepdad's curious and conflicting gaze back at him. This sort of work ethic was ingrained in him by the lionesses of the tribe. The curse having been lifted left Kovu recalling it all in waves and flashes. The hunts, kills, and learning how to survive the savanna from it all. As well as how it seemed to have accumulated into Kovu being more cunning than the average male lion. Though Wesley did enjoy a good nap now and again. And in his hearts of hearts still dreamt of the kingdom he could have inherited.

The similarities between them both never ceased to dawn on Wesley. The remembrance of this alone was enough to make the young lion grimace.

" I'm happy you can still relax and be so "kingly"... call it conditioning or true leadership maybe but I like to use my strengths and talents for the benefit of the pride and also myself..." Was he scolding the older man? This couldn't possibly go without reckoning could it? As he gripped the cooler handles once more he looked to Scar. Trying to silently gage where this conversation was headed.

"Father i-" He tried to begin a tail saving sort of apology just a beat to late.

[bredgrimmed]

“ and it's your job to ensure that they do? ” 

before ever deciding to become wesley's stepfather, enzi should have remember what his brother went through after becoming a father. now, the bite that was coming out of his son was enough to make him want to put him in his place. as he looked over at the younger man, his jaw tightened. he didn't bother hiding his displeasure either. most parents would have taken a gentler approach, especially nowadays. with their core memories unlocked, he felt more like scar in the pride lands than ever. which meant he wasn't going to let that attitude slide. 

if power was something that he still wanted, then he had to make sure that kovu could still fall in line. he couldn't have his own heir sassing him.

“ if you have a problem with the way that i do things, then stop hiding behind cheap meanings of what you think it's like to be a king and challenge me head on. whos has been king between the two of us? ” he moved his right hand over to grab wesley's neck, applying some pressure as his fingers squeezed around it. enzi pulled the man back so that they were closer together, wanting to make sure that he couldn't back away. 

“ too late. you spoke your mind. already. i should use the belt on you. ” a growl slipped out through his teeth.

[theepridenthunder]

The apology was to try and assuage any bit of contempt that could be stirred up in the elder lion's heart. Wesley was just doing what was natural of younger lions who were maturing to do. He'd fished , secured food. And planned to share it with a few others to gain their favor. Strategizing as a prince who wished to one day be King would. He thought that part wouldn't need said. His Stepdad would just get it. After years of knowing him curse or no curse. But Scar was never too forgiving. Which was also why Kovu was never so bold or daring.

Fumbling over the cooler as he was pulled in. The former monarch and mob boss' grip on his neck was undeniably vice like. Something Wesley didn't see coming so he fell into it unprepared. Close now all the younger had in defense of himself was his words. Though it was needless to say how much he knew they needed to be chosen carefully.

"It isn't, Father... but it was a thing to do. And something that'll be beneficial to us later." He explains " ... I didn't mean to challenge you , your grace... I simply wanted to impress you. Maybe even prepare dinner for Us like I would. I don't think any of my actions justify it but if you say the belt is best... I guess i will just have to take it." Wesley let's his big eyes and pretty lashes work in his favorite. Batting them as he talked and talked.

Explaining himself with a sort of sweetness and submission in his tone one would have thought he never possessed before. If they weren't Enzi or somebody else who was ever lucky enough to see it.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺. (  add " + " to reverse the action  )

[ door ] sender holds a door open for receiver

[ groceries ] sender helps receiver carry their groceries

[ compliment ] sender randomly compliments receiver

[ gift ] sender gives receiver a gift

[ pay ] sender pays for receiver's shopping / food

[ help ] sender and receiver help out at a busy place

[ share ] sender shares their meal with receiver

[ scarf ] sender hands receiver a scarf while out in the cold

[ cookies ] sender and receiver bake cookies together

[ bandage ] sender (re)bandages receiver's injury

[ care ] sender takes care of receiver

[ flowers ] sender brings receiver flowers just because

[ prepare ] sender prepares breakfast / dinner / etc. for receiver

[ charity ] sender and receiver do something for charity

[ umbrella ] sender shares their umbrella with receiver when caught in the rain

[ directions ] sender helps receiver find their way

[ blanket ] sender brings receiver a blanket when they are cold

[ listen ] sender listens to receiver getting something off their chest

[ ride ] sender offers receiver a ride home

[ shelter ] sender gives receiver a place to stay

[ protect ] sender is receiver's shield (literally or metaphorically)

[ snack ] sender offers receiver a snack

[ defend ] sender stands up for receiver being treated unfairly

[ surprise ] sender surprises receiver to cheer them up

[ move ] sender helps receiver move furniture / boxes

[ study ] sender helps receiver study

[ tears ] sender wipes away receiver's tears

[ clothes ] sender helps receiver change clothes

[ stay ] sender stays with receiver because they asked them to

[ up ] sender helps receiver who fell up

[ promise ] sender fulfills a promise once given to receiver

[ birthday ] sender does something special for receiver's birthday

[ fear ] sender helps receiver face something they are afraid of

[ nightmare ] sender comforts receiver after a nightmare

[ hair ] sender does receiver's hair

[ praise ] sender praises receiver when they doubt themselves

[ photo ] sender takes a picture of receiver

[ donate ] sender and receiver pick out things to donate

[ water ] sender brings receiver water without being asked

[ company ] sender keeps receiver company when they had a bad day

[theepridenthunder]

He leant in. Wanting badly to be kissed. But to be seen and heard was enough. Or at least for Wesley it was for now. Watching as brown sugar was added into the mix. He licked his lips in anticipation. Though he was listening as Sam explained his reasoning behind his choice to put in more effort. That almost felt like a bit of life advise. If the younger man didnt find that he was already a bit of a perfectionist he'd have been made inspired to take it to heart. Work ethic wasn't where he needed improvement or exploration. But play... The delivery boy never played, well with anyone other than himself. His life up to date was lacking thrills and proper enrichment, maybe?

" I don't do anything half ass Mr. B... So I agree um completely. It's extra sweet now i bet if you try it?"

Wesley bit his lip as he caught on to Sam looking him over. The way his cheek was touched gave him butterflies. Why did he want to impress the man so badly? He really liked his flattery.

"Oh it is , Sir... do you like home-cooked meals Mr. B?"

Wesley asked wanting to gain more knowledge about Sam as well as extend himself & his service to him. It was dangerous how much and how ready the cub was to give pieces of himself away.

If only to The Shadow Man.

[thrcughthewccds]

Sam takes note of the look in the boy's eyes, the way he unconsciously leans into him, the bite of his lip. Sam doesn't think he's ever had a boy so fully infatuated with him.

"Why don't you taste his for me," Sam says, taking a spoonful and lifting it to Wesley's mouth. "It's for you after all."

He watches the boy taste it, then moves to grabs two mugs from the cupboards.

"I occasionally like them," he says. "I spent a lot of years having to make meals for myself. Now I can go out and let others make exquisite food for me. Maybe if you're good, I'll bring you along. Get you a nice suit to wear, candle lit table, a few accessories if you're extra good."

Sam taps the floor with his foot. "Sit here," he quietly orders, testing just how much Wesley will do for him. He pours the hot chocolate into the mugs.

[theepridenthunder]

That sounds like a date. A real fancy one. Like out of a movie or a fairytale or something. The younger thought as he sipped from the doctor's spoon. It was good and sweet. Made just to his liking. Wesley hummed his approval before setting the spoon down beside the steaming pot. Fully anticipating his delicious treat as he watched and listened to the other man while he retrieved their mugs.

" Sounds so fancy and nice, Sir. I'd like it a lot. I can be good... But I'm not poor - i- my stepfather is pretty well off. He's a businessman. I just like working , both my jobs interest me." He went from mentioning Enzi to looking on at Sam in slight disbelief. He'd traveled from behind the kitchen island to somewhere that was the far side of the kitchen. Just by a small cherry oak dining table.

At first Wesley interpreted the command to be 'come sit at this table.' But with a seconds long pause he reassess the words meaning. Giving the stove a quick glance before standing from his seat at the kitchen island.

A deep breath to center himself made the material of his tank top cling to the ridges of his abs as they flexed passively.He walked the foot and a half to him. Before gracefully kneeling on the titled floor of the older man's kitchen. Following his orders to a T.

" Thank you again , Mr. B." He states in such a clearly and rather joyful tone. Almost as if he were exactly where he wanted to be. Knelt down, his bum on his heels and his hands folded it his lap. Awaiting his hot , delicious, late night treat. " In case I forgot earlier-" He added for context.

[theepridenthunder]

He let himself be guided through the man's living area and to a seat in kitchen. Brown eyes widening with curiosity as he watch Sam , with his sleeves already rolled up , move about. He picked hot chocolate because truthfully he wanted something sweet but also more so instant. A powdery mix stirred into water that was kettle steamed at the most. What was set before him looked thought out. Involved and requiring quite a bit. A hot sweet drink triggering triggering the youngers fight or flight response was a thought or momentary feeling so real and ridiculous that it made him chuckle slightly at himself. Retrospectively.

He let his tongue sweep over his plush bottom lip as he regrouped. Still wordless as the Shadow Man mentioned the delivery. Thanking him once more. Reminding him of just what had him here now. Watching Samuel set a pot of milk to steam. " It's no problem. I think working over night suits me best as well. Cat naps and boat runs monopolizing most my daylight hours, Mr. B. You're gonna make it from scratch like that? - with cinnamon? ... I uh also really like brown sugar..." The former prince couldn't help but peer into the sauce pan as it heated up and Sam stirred. Wonder playing on his features as he was awed by someone else taking care of him in a way all be it small.

" I cook a bit. I usually catch fish or buy a bit of meat and veggies at the farmers market...do you like it or are you just trying to impress me because I'm- sweet? That's it , right? Mr. B." Was this it? Sam disarming the rather timid were-lion. Who now suddenly chose to stay & yap. And enjoy cocoa rather than panic and flee.

[thrcughthewccds]

"Brown sugar? Never thought of that. Let's try it."

He reaches up to grab some of the brown sugar.

"And yes, I am making it from scratch," he says, stirring the milk and chocolate as it slowly melts together. "I know it's ironic, considering what I paid you to do, but nothing is worth doing if you don't take the time to do it right. Otherwise, you end up with half-assed jobs."

Just like when digging up dirt on people. You don't stop at the first thing you find. You go until there's nothing left to find.

"You must get some real fresh fish. Tasting good, I bet."

Sam gives Wes a sultry smile, letting his gaze drag up and down his figure again. Then he brushes a finger along Wesley's cheek.

"That's right. Sweet as sugar. And I love sweet things."

He leans forward, almost about to kiss him but then pulls back with a sly smirk.

"And a hard working boy like you also deserves sweet things."

[theepridenthunder]

He leant in. Wanting badly to be kissed. But to be seen and heard was enough. Or at least for Wesley it was for now. Watching as brown sugar was added into the mix. He licked his lips in anticipation. Though he was listening as Sam explained his reasoning behind his choice to put in more effort. That almost felt like a bit of life advise. If the younger man didnt find that he was already a bit of a perfectionist he'd have been made inspired to take it to heart. Work ethic wasn't where he needed improvement or exploration. But play... The delivery boy never played, well with anyone other than himself. His life up to date was lacking thrills and proper enrichment, maybe?

" I don't do anything half ass Mr. B... So I agree um completely. It's extra sweet now i bet if you try it?"

Wesley bit his lip as he caught on to Sam looking him over. The way his cheek was touched gave him butterflies. Why did he want to impress the man so badly? He really liked his flattery.

"Oh it is , Sir... do you like home-cooked meals Mr. B?"

Wesley asked wanting to gain more knowledge about Sam as well as extend himself & his service to him. It was dangerous how much and how ready the cub was to give pieces of himself away.

If only to The Shadow Man.

[theepridenthunder]

✎  status: open

✎  location:  The docks

✎  estimated  time:  8 :30 pm Tuesday ( the sun is just starting to set )

He'd stayed on the fishing boat all day. Well since this afternoon. Traps needed checking or resetting. And today just felt like a good day to sail. It had rained last night. So he wasn't out for deliveries the night before. Well rested. He managed to get lots of work done. Docking for lunch and then bringing the boat with multiple coolers filled with catches in for the evening around sunset. Sweater off in nothing more than swim trunks and a sun visor with the fishing company's logo on it. He worked lifting trunk cooler after trunk cooler of the boat.

It was repetitive but fulfilling work. As Wesley loved sailing. But also loved repetition or a routine... a bit of order. He was wiping sweat off his brow and admiring the colors changing in the sky when he noticed them lingering near by on a bench. Panting he lifted a hand in greeting, acknowledgment of the other's presence. Before continuing his work. He had to get these coolers into storage before he could even think to call it quits for the evening.

" How has your day been?" The lion prince made conversation while passing them by.

[bredgrimmed]

honestly, where wesley got his work ethic was beyond enzi. not only did he try to show him the path to getting the easy way out in pellar's town, but with their memories returned he realized that he also tried to show him the importance of sabotage in the pride lands. wait until you had to strike. don't work any harder than you had to in order to get something. outsmart everyone so they're the ones doing to physical labor. that could explain why his stepson was probably physically stronger than him though. he didn't waste his time in trying to get any stronger either.  

yet, someone was going to have to do it around the house. far be it for him to be the one carrying that heavy lift. so, enzi sat down on the nearby bench and didn't even bother offering to help wesley. it was clear that he got off working this hard. why else would he be sweating in a place that wasn't even their home? god, he was going to have a lot of work with this one. scar would have to figure out a way to drill things back into his head. 

“good, you know, relaxing since we're no longer in pellar's town. how was yours?” his brows furrowed together. 

[theepridenthunder]

" Folks still need to eat , Father. "

Wesley begun. Mirroring his Stepdad's curious and conflicting gaze back at him. This sort of work ethic was ingrained in him by the lionesses of the tribe. The curse having been lifted left Kovu recalling it all in waves and flashes. The hunts, kills, and learning how to survive the savanna from it all. As well as how it seemed to have accumulated into Kovu being more cunning than the average male lion. Though Wesley did enjoy a good nap now and again. And in his hearts of hearts still dreamt of the kingdom he could have inherited.

The similarities between them both never ceased to dawn on Wesley. The remembrance of this alone was enough to make the young lion grimace.

" I'm happy you can still relax and be so "kingly"... call it conditioning or true leadership maybe but I like to use my strengths and talents for the benefit of the pride and also myself..." Was he scolding the older man? This couldn't possibly go without reckoning could it? As he gripped the cooler handles once more he looked to Scar. Trying to silently gage where this conversation was headed.

"Father i-" He tried to begin a tail saving sort of apology just a beat to late.

[goldenagememes]

The ultimate affectionate gestures compilation (deleted post by fierymcmes)

Send one of the following prompts for my muse to reach out affectionately to yours !

Feel free to combine them ( example: send [ brush ] + [ push ] for my muse to brush the loose strand of your muse’s hair our of their face and then push it behind your muse’s ear ), reverse them ( example: send [ reverse + caress ] for your muse to caress my muse’s cheek ) and/or add details.

[ brush ] - to brush the hair out of your muse’s face / eyes / forehead

[ push ] - to push the loose strand of your muse’s hair behind your muse’s ear

[ caress ] - to caress your muse’s cheek

[ tilt ] - to tilt your muse’s chin gently to prompt them to make eye contact with my muse

[ curl ] - to curl my muse’s fingers under your muse’s chin while resting a thumb on their cheek, not quite tilting but just… holding

[ cup ] - to cup your muse’s face with my muse’s hands

[ place ] - to place my muse’s hand over your muse’s hand where it’s placed on my muse’s cheek

[ boop ] - to boop your muse on the nose

[ Eskimo ] - to brush my muse’s nose against your muse’s nose as in Eskimo kiss

[ nose ] - to kiss your muse on the nose

[ palm ] - to kiss your muse on the palm

[ knuckles ] - to kiss your muse’s knuckles

[ cheek ] - to kiss your muse on the cheek

[ lips ] - to kiss your muse softly on the lips

[ forehead ] - to kiss your muse on the forehead

[ lean ] - to lean forward and press my muse’s forehead against your muse’s forehead

[ pepper ] - to pepper your muse’s face with kisses

[ eyes ] - to kiss your muse’s closed eyelids

[ tears ] - to kiss away your muse’s tears

[ wipe ] - to wipe away your muse’s tears

[ gaze ] - to gaze into your muse’s eyes

[ roll ] - to roll my muse’s eyes at your muse affectionately

[ scalp ] - to massage your muse’s head

[ pat ] - to pat your muse’s head

[ top ] - to kiss your muse on the top of their head and then settle my muse’s cheek against it while holding them close

[ chin ] - to set my muse’s chin on the top of your muse’s head while holding them close

[ hair ] - to place lots of short, sweet, messy little kisses to the crown of your muse’s hair

[ run ] - to run my muse’s fingers through your muse’s hair

[ twirl ] - to twirl a strand of your muse’s hair around my muse’s finger

[ comb ] - to brush your muse’s hair

[ braid ] - to braid your muse’s hair

[ whisper ] - to lean close to your muse’s ear and whisper something to them

[ tickle ] - to tickle your muse

[ cheer ] - to try to cheer your muse up

[ faces ] - to make funny faces at your muse

[ shove ] - to playfully shove your muse

[ hand ] - to place my muse’s hand on your muse’s shoulder / neck as a way of supporting / comforting / reassuring them that my muse is there

[ shoulders ] - to wrap my muse’s arm around your muse’s shoulders

[ massage ] - to massage your muse’s shoulders and/or neck

[ soothe ] - to rub your muse’s shoulders soothingly

[ rub ] - to rub your muse’s back

[ body ] - to give your muse a full-body massage

[ snuggle ] - to snuggle to your muse’s side

[ support ] - to support your muse with an arm around their waist

[ lift ] - to lift your muse up in my muse’s arms

[ trace ] - to trace your muse’s scar/s with the softest press of my muse’s fingertips

[ ask ] - to ask your muse about their scar/s

[ scar ] - to kiss your muse’s scar/s

[ back ] - to hug your muse from behind

[ rest ] - to hug your muse from behind and rest my muse’s cheek against your muse’s back / shoulder

[ rock ] - to hold your muse and rock gently from side to side

[ tuck ] - to tuck your muse against my muse’s chest, covering them with the front parts of my muse’s jacket / coat, in order to keep them warm

[ head ] - to rest my muse’s head on your muse’s shoulder

[ cover ]  to cover your muse with a blanket / jacket / coat when they’re lying down

[ drape ] - to drape a blanket / jacket / coat over your muse’s shoulders

[ jewelry ] - to put a piece of jewelry around your muse’s neck

[ tie ] - to help your muse do their tie

[ smooth ] - to straighten your muse’s collar / lapel / brush a hand over your muse’s clothes to smooth it out

[ feed ] - to feed your muse

[ drink ] - to help your muse drink

[ pull ] - to pull your muse down to sit on my muse’s lap

[ bed ] - to push or pull your muse back on the bed when they try to get up

[ lap ] - to place my muse’s head on your muse’s lap

[ guide ] - to guide your muse to place their head on my muse’s lap

[ hide ] - to guide your muse to hide their face on my muse’s chest

[ help ] - to give your muse a hand when they’re stepping up or over something

[ touch ] - to touch the back of my muse’s hand to the back of your muse’s hand as if inviting to hold hands

[ thumb ] - to run my muse’s thumb over your muse’s thumb while holding hands

[ hold ] - to hold your muse’s hand and interlace our muse’s fingers

[ fingers ] - to play with your muse’s fingers absent-mindedly

[ nails ] - to tidy your muse’s nails and/or do a manicure

[ makeup ] - to help your muse put on their makeup

[ shapes ] - to trace imaginary shapes on your muse’s skin

[ pain ] - to kiss your muse where it hurts to soothe their pain

[ heartbeat ] - to place my muse’s head upon your muse’s chest, right over their heart, to listen to its beat

[theepridenthunder]

✎  status:  open

✎  location: Just outside of Pellar's town.

✎  estimated  time:  2:22 pm on a Saturday.

Just his luck. On a day around town where he took off from his work. Pulled his Mazda RX-7 out the garage he had it parked in. Gave it a quick soapy shirtless wash & shine before deciding to take it out for a spin. The engine would begin to stall, the body would rattle , all before he was popping the hood releasing a plume of smoke in its wake. Nearly on his way back into town , his joyride came to a sudden hault on a winding woodsy road. Only Audrey was confident he could fix his problem rather quickly easily, he thought - with the use of his toolcase- that he did not have.

Minutes past. And he's nearly gearing up to lock his car and start the jog back into town. 2 and a half miles or so. But suddenly there's someone pulling up beside him. He drops the hood of his car with a bashful yet still charming smile. Was his luck starting to improve ?

[theepridenthunder]

✎  status: open

✎  location:  The docks

✎  estimated  time:  8 :30 pm Tuesday ( the sun is just starting to set )

He'd stayed on the fishing boat all day. Well since this afternoon. Traps needed checking or resetting. And today just felt like a good day to sail. It had rained last night. So he wasn't out for deliveries the night before. Well rested. He managed to get lots of work done. Docking for lunch and then bringing the boat with multiple coolers filled with catches in for the evening around sunset. Sweater off in nothing more than swim trunks and a sun visor with the fishing company's logo on it. He worked lifting trunk cooler after trunk cooler of the boat.

It was repetitive but fulfilling work. As Wesley loved sailing. But also loved repetition or a routine... a bit of order. He was wiping sweat off his brow and admiring the colors changing in the sky when he noticed them lingering near by on a bench. Panting he lifted a hand in greeting, acknowledgment of the other's presence. Before continuing his work. He had to get these coolers into storage before he could even think to call it quits for the evening.

" How has your day been?" The lion prince made conversation while passing them by.

[dungeonwriter]

𖥔⋆｡°✩ LOVESICK FOOLS ⸻ a collection of action prompts centered around sweet moments, lingering affection, and the little things that make love feel warm. adjust as necessary. add + reverse as needed.

sender falls asleep against receiver's shoulder halfway through a movie.

sender pulls receiver closer by the sleeve of their sweater.

sender wraps a blanket around themselves and receiver.

sender hooks their pinky around receiver's.

sender rests their head in receiver's lap.

sender presses a quick kiss to the top of receiver's head.

sender quietly cleans up after receiver while they're distracted.

sender saves the last bite for receiver.

sender writes love notes and leaves it somewhere receiver will find it.

sender curls up beside receiver on the couch.

sender grins every time they catch receiver looking.

sender snaps a candid photo with receiver when they aren't paying attention.

sender bumps their shoulder against receiver's while walking.

sender dramatically flops across receiver's lap.

sender nudges receiver's foot beneath the table.

sender automatically looks for receiver in a crowded room.

sender shifts a little closer to receiver without realizing it.

sender lets their knee rest against receiver's.

sender finds an excuse to sit beside receiver.

sender lights up the moment they spot receiver.

sender lingers a little too long after saying goodbye to receiver.

sender watches receiver from across the room with a soft smile.

sender gently wipes something from receiver's face.

sender points out constellations to receiver while the two of them lie beneath the stars.

sender ends up covered in flour while baking cookies with receiver.

sender pulls receiver into an impromptu dance in the middle of the kitchen.

sender absentmindedly doodles on receiver's hand while the two of them talk.

sender gets caught staring at receiver and immediately looks away.

sender carries receiver after they admit they're too tired to keep walking.

[theepridenthunder]

Get ur own personal para starter from me today 😭🤧

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑰𝑽𝑬 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑼𝑨𝑮𝑬𝑺. (  add " + " to reverse the action  )

GIFT GIVING

[ handmade ] sender gives receiver something handmade

[ flowers ] sender surprises receiver with flowers just because

[ souvenir ] sender brings receiver something special from a trip

[ wanted ] sender hands receiver something they wanted but never would've gotten for themselves

[ practical ] sender offers receiver something they mentioned needing

❛  i know it's not much, but i saw this and thought of you, so i wanted you to have it.  ❜

❛  you said you needed a new one, so i got it for you.  ❜

❛  don't make a big deal out of it, please. just take it.  ❜

❛  i wasn't sure what to get you, but this felt right.  ❜

❛  i wanted you to have something that was only yours.  ❜

QUALITY TIME

[ date ] sender takes receiver out on a date

[ visit ] sender surprises receiver with a visit just to spend some time together

[ quiet ] sender joins receiver to sit in comfortable silence

[ home ] sender spends the day with receiver at home together

[ night ] sender stays up late talking to receiver

❛  we don't have to do anything. i just like being near you.  ❜

❛  i cleared my schedule for you, so now you have my full attention.  ❜

❛  i like doing ordinary things with you. let's make a day of it.  ❜

❛  do you want some company? i have time.  ❜

❛  honestly, i just needed an excuse to spend some time with you.  ❜

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION

[ comfort ] sender verbally comforts receiver after a hard day

[ important ] sender reminds receiver how important and loved they are

[ enough ] sender assures receiver that they are enough

[ compliment ] sender gives receiver a compliment

[ proud ] sender tells receiver that they are proud of them

❛  i'm so proud of you, you did such a great job.  ❜

❛  you always make things better just by being here.  ❜

❛  you can do this, i believe in you wholeheartedly.  ❜

❛  you're more than enough, and i'm lucky to know you.  ❜

❛  you are not hard to love. in fact, you are loved by so many people.  ❜

PHYSICAL TOUCH

[ cuddle ] sender initiates cuddling with receiver

[ warmth ] sender offers receiver their body warmth

[ shoulder ] sender pulls receiver close so they can rest their head on their shoulder

[ gentle ] sender brushes hair out of receiver's face

[ kiss ] sender kisses receiver's forehead/cheek/etc.

❛  come here, you look like you could use a hug.  ❜

❛  let me hold you for a minute; i've got you.  ❜

❛  you're freezing. give me your hands, i'll warm them up.  ❜

❛  i like being close to you like this.  ❜

❛  you don't have to pull away if you don't want to.  ❜

ACTS OF SERVICE

[ repair ] sender fixes something broken that belongs to receiver

[ sickness ] sender takes care of a sick receiver

[ chores ] sender helps receiver with some chores

[ space ] sender makes receiver's space more comfortable for them

[ clean ] sender cleans something up for receiver

❛  you looked tired, so i already took care of it for you.  ❜

❛  sit down and relax. i'll handle it.  ❜

❛  you don't have to do everything alone, i can help.  ❜

❛  i did it because i wanted to make your day a little easier.  ❜

❛  let me help; i don't mind doing it.  ❜

[menwhre]

[absolmemes]

☾ lustful action prompts.

a litany of prompts exploring intimacy and sexuality. mature audiences only; do not interact if you are a minor. add +reverse to reverse the roles. combine prompts by sending multiple at once. only use these prompts to portray consensual scenarios.

[beg.] sender makes receiver beg before giving them what they want.

[fumble.] sender struggles impatiently with receiver's clothes.

[shh.] sender stuffs their fingers in receiver's mouth to keep them quiet.

[tug.] sender grips receiver's hair to pull them closer.

[tie.] sender binds receiver's wrists with rope / belt / tie / etc.

[bite.] sender sinks their teeth into receiver's neck / shoulder / skin.

[scratch.] sender rakes their nails down receiver's back.

[drip.] sender drips spit into receiver's mouth / onto receiver.

[69.] sender and receiver go down on each other at the same time.

[needy.] sender teases receiver about how desperate they look.

[deep.] sender pushes receiver's head down during oral until they gag.

[eager.] sender holds receiver's head still and fucks their mouth.

[anchor.] sender pins receiver's hips while eating them out.

[grind.] sender grinds their hips into receiver while receiver gives them oral.

[press.] sender pushes a hand against receiver's stomach while inside them.

[hold.] sender grabs receiver's hand to hold while they have sex.

[pin.] sender pins receiver's wrists above their head.

[straddle.] sender straddles receiver's body to restrain them.

[clutch.] sender clutches receiver's jaw to hold their head still.

[hollow.] sender presses a thumb into the hollow of receiver's throat.

[cradle.] sender cradles receiver's throat in their hand, applying light pressure.

[stay.] sender cockwarms receiver.

[breed.] sender fucks receiver deep and finishes inside.

[stare.] sender forces receiver to maintain eye contact.

[cling.] sender wraps their legs tight around receiver's waist while they have sex.

[elevate.] sender places a pillow beneath receiver's hips during sex.

[suckle.] sender sucks on receiver's chest and nipples.

[eavesdrop.] sender fucks receiver where others can hear but not see.

[praise.] sender praises receiver for taking it well.

[hush.] sender forbids receiver from making a sound.

[chokehold.] sender locks receiver's throat in the crook of their arm.

[mark.] sender leaves hickeys on receiver where they will be seen later.

[nuzzle.] sender buries their face in receiver's neck mid-fuck.

[rut.] sender gets caught up, fucking receiver harder without warning.

[theepridenthunder]

Dipping in and out of the 24 hour convince spots and basting the heat in his car while going from drive thru to drive thru could only get the younger so far. Tonight was relatively slow. Tips were horrible. But some how just as Wes was full of yawns and ready to call it quits for the night. Sam's order was batched to him. The app chiming with all the stats. Their orders completed history, how he's starred as the eclectic man's preferred shopper. This was order 92 between them. And that was nearly 100. And this was their sixth encounter since Wesley had greeted him properly one afternoon and they began to chat.

If he had a mother and any caring and cautious family or supervision around him ; Sam would be the sorta odd man he'd be warned to avoid on late night runs like this. Tonight's cart that needed fulfillment included questionable items to anyone who cared to notice or had an active imagination. The stealthy little were-lion wasn't alarmed or bothered. 2 extreme hold rolls of duct tape in hand while he trapes dusty isles for a pair of pruners. And heavy duty garbage bags.

Maybe the man planned to do yard work in the morning? Who knew? 200 dollars says Wesley couldn't bother to begin to care. He just gathered and purchased before driving nearly on autopilot to the shadow man's place. His long limbs giving a bit of a visible shiver as Sam came to opening his door.

He was cold suddenly. Yes... Dressed only in a black gym set. Mesh and cotton making up a tank top and gym shorts. He could use the warm. " Ya - You don't have to Mr. B ... I was headed right home. " He tried to reason but before he noticed he was in the Doc's foyer. Door shut behind him.

" Uuh maybe some Coco then? Um please?" Brown eye only meeting Sam's stare for a short second. The loner cub still felt awkward being someone's company no matter how many years he continued age.

He held out the store bag for the other to take remembering what it was that originally brought him here.

[thrcughthewccds]

"Of course. A sweet thing like you, deserves sweet things in return."

Sam takes the bag from Wes and, placing a hand on his lower back, leads him to the kitchen. Sam's house isn't the biggest by any stretch of measure, but it's still rather big, especially for someone who lives alone. He settles Wes on a seat at the island bar and moves to make some hot chocolate, pulling out milk, chocolate bars, cinnamon, and nutmeg out. He puts a small pot on the stove and starts it up.

"Thank you for this," he says, moving the bag toward the end of the counter. "I know my late night deliveries must seem strange, but what can I say? I'm more effective at night."

He smiles at Wes, giving him a slow once over to really appreciate the sight.

[theepridenthunder]

He let himself be guided through the man's living area and to a seat in kitchen. Brown eyes widening with curiosity as he watch Sam , with his sleeves already rolled up , move about. He picked hot chocolate because truthfully he wanted something sweet but also more so instant. A powdery mix stirred into water that was kettle steamed at the most. What was set before him looked thought out. Involved and requiring quite a bit. A hot sweet drink triggering triggering the youngers fight or flight response was a thought or momentary feeling so real and ridiculous that it made him chuckle slightly at himself. Retrospectively.

He let his tongue sweep over his plush bottom lip as he regrouped. Still wordless as the Shadow Man mentioned the delivery. Thanking him once more. Reminding him of just what had him here now. Watching Samuel set a pot of milk to steam. " It's no problem. I think working over night suits me best as well. Cat naps and boat runs monopolizing most my daylight hours, Mr. B. You're gonna make it from scratch like that? - with cinnamon? ... I uh also really like brown sugar..." The former prince couldn't help but peer into the sauce pan as it heated up and Sam stirred. Wonder playing on his features as he was awed by someone else taking care of him in a way all be it small.

" I cook a bit. I usually catch fish or buy a bit of meat and veggies at the farmers market...do you like it or are you just trying to impress me because I'm- sweet? That's it , right? Mr. B." Was this it? Sam disarming the rather timid were-lion. Who now suddenly chose to stay & yap. And enjoy cocoa rather than panic and flee.

[theepridenthunder]

what is your one motto to live by?

Kovu feels like he isn't qualified to answer this one. He lived a life far too high strung ro dance and cheer while rolling anybody or creature to live care free. So after a long pause and a breathy sigh he spoke.

" Probably... Probably that your first instinct is the best. Uh- in most situations- if you are intune with yourself." He winced not sure why those were the words of "wisdom" his mind pieced together to deliver.