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My Self-Summary

Back home, I'm a noble, the son of a Margrave, but for most of my life I've been a knight and a soldier. I'm mostly just looking for a good time and people who are open-minded enough to enjoy it with me, maybe try out some new things. There's a lot here I've never gotten to experience and I'm interested in changing that.



Outside of that, I'm a connoisseur of fine food and fine teas. I enjoy cooking, gardening, horseback riding, chess, and discussing a wide variety of topics, whether it's art, fiction, theoretical ideals, or more esoteric topics.

My Future Plans

Enjoying myself to the fullest here. Making conections and meeting new people. Experiencing all this place has to offer and finding those interested in exploring it with me.

My Talents

Varied and many. I had a robust interest in pursuing pleasures of all sorts back home and I hope to keep expanding that knowledge and skillset here.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

I enjoy books on a variety of topics, but I've never seen a movie. Plays and operas are far more common in my world and a comparible form of entertainment. I like a wide variety of dishes and have a fondness for trying new dishes from distant places. I have a fondness for spices and rich flavors.

My Ideal Partner

I'm very adaptable and tend to adjust to whoever I'm with, making this a very broad category, since I have a varied taste in companions as well, depending on my mood. I find people interesting and like as many varieties here as I do in my favorite dishes.

Height 6'1 Body Type broad and muscular Smokes only when casting fire spells Drinks yes Drugs only healer prescribed Sign ...Gemini? Apparently?? Education Garreg Mach Officer's Academy Occupation Noble Paladin Income ... Children dear goddess no Pets Felix Horses Hobbies Reading, cooking, chess, tea, horseback riding, hiking. not dying.

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER

both, depends on the atmosphere

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

neither

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

yes

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

what does this even mean??? and what's a nija?

.05 TITS OR ASS

yes

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

tea, although coffee is interesting, i will have to try more of it

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

spicy

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

both have their fine qualities

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

depends on who's wearing it. some people are just very much one or the other.

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

yes

Personality Type
Campaigner: ENFP-A

ENERGY

79%

Extraverted

MIND

55%

Intuitive

NATURE

61%

Feeling

TACTICS

61%

Prospecting

IDENTITY

61%

Assertive

personality test. art credit.

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Comments

[deferences]

[while he isn't fully aware of how great that is, he's still surprised he was able to make someone speechless by saying something he felt would be simple. reconsidering, however, it makes sense that sylvain is shocked. how often is it that an individual just casually says, ‘oh, yeah, i know that place where you live and some of the people you know?’

it makes him feel a little sheepish, somewhat embarrassed that he'd mentioned anything at all, and he ducks his head, shoulders pressing against his ears as he twirls the pretty red daisy between his thumb and forefinger.]

Wild things can happen when you world-hop, [is the only response he can manage. how else does he explain it, really? he imagines he's met a lot of folks that others around here know, too, but. will he ever be confident enough to tell anyone else? (maybe.)

funnily(?) enough, the dimitri he knew was quite calm and collected, at least until they broke into a haunted-ass mansion to murder monsters and save anyone trapped inside.]

[philancer]

So you… world-hopped to Fodlan? Or somewhere else?

[ Nope. Sorry. None of this makes any sense. You might have broken his brain a little. ]

[deferences]

[whoops??? well, that wasn't his intention, but it's completely fair and valid, given what he's saying is pretty baffling.]

Somewhere else. A place called ‘Amani’, where people were taken from their homeworlds and put into a simulation. [pause, a moment for him to consider, then he asks,] Has anyone told you what that means? [just in case, that way he isn't leaving sylvain floundering for an answer about that, too.]

[veardant]

[ tighnari's chest is heaving, his heart pounding in his ears, every inch of his body on fire, tingling..

he won't last much longer, already he can feel his orgasm building, and he's wild with the need to be filled up to bursting, to be knotted and bred after their energizing chase. every thrust of sylvain's cock deep into his body feels exquisite, he's not sure that he's ever felt so good, so nice and full, the girth of him stretching tighnari's cunt so deliciously. ]

I'm close -

[ he whispers harshly, his chin tipping up to better expose his throat to sylvain's searching mouth. ]

[philancer]

[ He cocks his head to the side, considering that there might be more than one meaning, in that case. ]

Something like a test run? A mock battle, or just a scenario?

[ That was as close a description he could come up with, unsure if that's what Sizhui meant. ]

So... you're telling me Dimitri and Byleth were also taken to this... simulation? On another world? How long ago was this?

[deferences]

[sizhui hums, lifts the daisy and taps his cheek with it, trying to figure out how to explain while using what sylvain knows.]

A test run or just a scenario could work; the scenario being, for example, a world that isn't real. It's made up and inside your head, but you're living it like you would exist in this aforementioned world. Like you're test-running it. [does... that make sense? not exactly, but he can work with it for now.]

Yes, they were there, alongside others from different worlds. [a moment's hesitation as he considers, the flower lowers again and his expression creases faintly.] I coexisted with them in Amani for a year and a half.

[philancer]

[ Teeth latch onto that pale flesh as Tighnari bares his throat for him. There’s a soft, possessive growl that rumbles in his chest and the back of his throat as he bites down. He feels that heat grow more intense i response, hips snapping deep.

He’s close, too, and feeling the way Tighnari is shuddering so hot and wet around him, along with something instinctive in him reacting to that bared throat… His hips snap his cock deep as his orgasm hits him like a bolt of lightning.

It feels… different, though. Even more intense than usual, and his cock… the base of it feels like its swelling, but it happens so fast he doesn’t even have time to realize what’s happening before whatever that is presses inside the tight clench of Tighnari’s cunt and that just makes the other fox’s body feel even tighter around him.

Tensing with a hoarse cry, he feels that pleasure start to spill over him as his cock pulses hotly, spilling inside the other man’s body. He tries to keep rocking, keep moving, because his body is humming with sensation and he can’t seem to hold still. And that orgasm is still happening, longer and more drawn out than anything he’d ever felt. Far more intense as that swelling at the base of his cock grinds down against the walls clenched tight around him. ]

[veardant]

[ he can feel it moments before it happens, the swelling of sylvain's knot catching on his walls with every thrust, before at last it sinks in deep, deep enough that it almost feels like too much, like he'll be split in half by the force and girth of it. then comes the warm flood of fluid, sylvain's spend spilling inside of him in thick ropes, filling him up so perfectly, breeding him deep and thoroughly.

how can he possibly hold out after that?

writhing against the grass, tighnari's claws scratch hard at sylvain's back, leaving desperate red welts behind as he snaps his hips frantically upward, chasing the high that grows closer and closer until - ]

Ah - oh gods -

[ tighnari's vision whites, his tail thrashing as his legs coil around sylvain's middle, strong thighs squeezing tightly, heels digging hard into the small of his back. his cunt clenches hard, clamping tight as a gripping fist, milking his partner for every last drop. ]

[philancer]

A year and a…

[ Yup. You broke him again. He’s trying to do math in his head, ]

I don’t understand. They were both missing for a time, but…

[ Five years, in fact, give or take. But he feels like that’s something one of them would have mentioned. ]

[deferences]

[sylvain and his literal mathlady.gif moment.]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause you distress. [or so it seems? maybe he shouldn't have mentioned anything at all or he simply could've kept it to himself if he knew it was going to cause . . . this.]

Missing, though? From your homeworld, you mean?

[philancer]

[ Sylvain can only breath out a string of curses - maybe mingled with Tighnari’s name (or a choked off version of it) when the man somehow tightens even farther around him, clenching down so tightly that Sylvain swears he sees stars. Buried tight and caught there, he can only ride through it, his cock spilling in the most drawn-out orgasm he’s ever experienced, all of it more intense than he possibly could have imagined.

He loses track of time. It might have been moments or minutes or far longer, before is body slumps over Tighnari’s and he’s left panting raggedly for air against the other man’s throat. That scent is still thick here, but his head is spinning, body shuddering, and he can’t bring himself to care at the moment. He feels too good, even while Tighnari’s body still clenches all too tight around him. He still can’t move.

And he’s pretty sure he has a tail tangling with Tighnari’s, but that’s even weirder to think about so he’s trying not to. ]

Fuck. That was…

[philancer]

[ He hates math, be impressed he stopped to ponder at all.

He waves off the distressed comment with a gesture of his hand, however, because that’s not quite right. ]

Confusion, more like it. And yeah, they were both missing for a span of time at the beginning of the war back home. Technically, everyone thought they were dead, but that turned out to be untrue, fortunately. But it seems odd that they never mentioned something like… that.

[ Maybe they thought no one would believe them? Which, okay most people thought Dimitri insane already and the Professor had always been a bit eccentric, but… ]

[veardant]

Mhmm..

[ tighnari can only agree. sylvain's weight folds over him, and he's quite a heavy beefcake of a man, but tighnari adjusts to hold him comfortably, both arms around sylvain's broad back, padded fingertips slipping across sweat-slicked skin as he pants hard, chest heaving.

it was spectacular, is what it was. tighnari's not sure he's ever come with such intensity before, it'll certainly be a hard record to break, and to be perfectly honest, tighnari still isn't entirely sated. he could go for another round or four before he's exhausted. slipping one hand into his lover's damp, scarlet hair, tighnari presses his mouth along sylvain's jaw, tasting the salt of his sweat as he drags his tongue along his ear. ]

Not finished already, are you..?

[ he whispers, while his cunt throbs, squeezing all around the knot inside of him. ]

[deferences]

[oh! well then, he'll have to keep that in mind if there ever comes a time where he can congratulate him properly.

despite the way his shoulders relax, sizhui bows his head in understanding.] Confused is at least slightly better than distressed. [normally, he'd add a laugh at the end of that, but listening to sylvain talk about war, one where dimitri and byleth were actually both missing for some time . . . ] To tell you the truth, I'm still trying to figure out how it works, but... I think time stops when you're taken from your world? And then it restarts once you've returned. [there's really no other way to explain why he's been gone this long and hasn't seen anyone he knows for a whole year-and-a-half until arriving at the resort.

it does, however, make sense that people would think them crazy if they started talking about world-hopping; sizhui feels it most times when he describes it, but people seem to take it in stride (even if sylvain was confused).]

[philancer]

[ Another choked off groan as he feels Tighnari clench tight around him. He shudders, his cock still twitching and pulsing hotly from where he’s trapped within the other man.

Fortunately, the VR pod seems to have activated some of his suit traits - not that he’s aware of that - so he’ll be able to keep up with the man in heat beneath him. But he does know that his body is still humming with hunger and need despite having just come. The need to stay buried inside the other man is still strong, even as he grinds his hips down, still anchored in place by his knot. ]

I don’t think so, no. But I… can’t move much? Was this… supposed to happen?

[ It’s hard to think still, with Tighnari’s scent still thick in the air around them, with the man’s tongue teasing against his skin and his body wrapped tight and squeezing around his cock. ]

[philancer]

[ He’d never heard of anything like that but it makes him wonder… ]

Do you think that holds true for here, too?

[ His brow furrows with a frown as he considers that option, because if that were still true here, that meant he’d still have to go back to…

Shit. He didn’t want to think about that. ]

[deferences]

It could. There are places in the hallways where you can get lost for days at a time, yet it seems shorter as you're living it. Or vice-versa.

If we're lucky, time won't have changed at all from the moment we were taken from. [unless, of course, that's the opposite of what sylvain wants and he will hope for that instead— once he's given confirmation, at least.

for now, sizhui considers sylvain's expression, breathes a sigh then turns and offers him the daisy with a small smile.] Perhaps we should talk about something else for a little bit?

[veardant]

[ tighnari can't help his soft and breathless laugh, nor the way he groans low and rough when sylvain's hips grind down again, pushing his knot even deeper. ]

Mm.. it's called a bulb, or a knot, something evident in canids. Along with some of my own structures, it keeps us.. tied together.

[ he could launch into an entire biology lesson on why and how canids tie together for mating, but somehow tighnari thinks that would ruin the mood. so instead he slips his hands into sylvain's hair and pulls him in for a deep, heated kiss, tongue curling into his mouth to taste him, to lock their mouths together just as their bodies are locked together.

humming softly, he crosses his ankles over sylvain's lower back to keep him there, though he hardly needs to, considering the way they're tied together. his thumbs rub gently at those soft, fluffy ears now sprouting from his ginger hair, and tighnari smiles. ]

Sorry. If it's too weird, we can stop.

[philancer]

[ He makes a face at that, because he actually doesn’t know what’s worse - being returned to that very same morning and having to face that battlefield anyway… or coming back afterwards and having to deal with the inevitable aftermath.

Neither option is a good one, in his opinion, which is why he’s been trying not to think about it too much.

So he latches onto that out with a relieved smile, reaching out to take the flower with a soft huff of laughter. ] Yeah, that’s probably a better idea. And our drinks are likely getting cold. Should we return to them?

[deferences]

Or if it's unlucky, I hope you're returned to a time where it would be more [pause] convenient? Ah, no, that isn't quite the word... [look at him, immediately trying to fix his mistake again. whatever he says, though, it seems like the situation is just sort of dire for sylvain, no matter the context.

however, he doesn't apologize again, surprisingly. he nods in agreement toward the other man's suggestion, lets the flower be taken then idly gestures with the same hand.]

You're right, we should, we wouldn't want them to need to be reheated. [another moment's hesitation and he adds,] And we still need to try the coffee! [he's definitely still excited for that, too.]

[philancer]

[ His ears are surprisingly sensitive and the touch of those fingers send shivers of pleasure shuddering down his spine as he leans into it with a soft moan, eyes fluttering shut. It has his cock giving another heated pulse deep within the other man, still thick and hard despite his orgasm, and the knot still swollen at his base.

He knows how dogs mate - he’d been witness to the hunting hounds his father had always been so proud of. He’d just never expected to experience it personally.

But he manages a faint shake of his head, even as he kisses Tighnari back hungrily, moaning again softly against his lips as his tail flicks restlessly behind him. ]

It’s weird. But I don’t want it to stop. Feels good, too.

[veardant]

[ tighnari smiles against those kisses, his thumbs and fingers continuing to rub at those handsome red ears of his, enjoying the texture of the fur beneath his touch. he doesn't often get to enjoy these features in other people, after all - valuka shuna are few and far between, and as far as tighnari knows, he's the only one here at the resort at all.

so he'll take his time, tracing the triangular shape of them, rubbing the pink interiors even as he spreads his thighs wide and pushes upward, rocking against sylvain so that there's some movement between them. the knot keeps them tied, but they can still move a little bit, tighnari can enjoy the sensation of the tug of it at his entrance. ]

Mm.. it does.

[ he agrees, one hand remaining where it is, while the other smooths down sylvain's broad back to begin rubbing gently at the base of his tail. tighnari is sensitive there, so he's willing to bet that his lover will be, too. ]

[philancer]

[ He chuckles and doesn’t offer that he’s not sure there is a convenient time for him to return to.

Honestly, the less he has to think about home while here the better, he thinks.

So he just claps a hand on Sizhui’s shoulder and guides him back to the little pavilion and their waiting drinks. ]

Come on, let’s give it a try before it gets cold. I think some people prefer it that way, from what I’ve heard, but I think they brew it differently, as well. They seem to do that with tea here, too.

[ he sounds a little baffled by that. Why would anyone want to drink tea gone cold? ]

[deferences]

[which is fine, sizhui would much rather they move on and he stops digging the hole even deeper; it would do him well to remember that not everyone's homeworld is a place where things are hunky-dory, after all.

even better if sylvain doesn't want to think about it, either.

the hand comes down on his shoulder, he casts it a glance then upturns to the other man again, letting a small smile come across his face.] Cold coffee? Hmmm. [see, he's heard of iced tea before and has tried it, but still finds hot tea far superior in that case. iced coffee, though, may be a different story depending on how it's brewed.] I take it you haven't had iced tea, then? It's usually rather sweet but it's not the worst thing I've tasted.

[philancer]

[ Sylvain makes a sound that is half-moan and half-purr as Tighnari’s fingers stroke against his ears. As someone who’s always enjoyed the feeling of fingers in his hair, this is that times ten and his eyes go half-lidded in pleasure as he sinks down against the other man, boneless with pleasure.

Only to jolt and groan when he feels Tighnari shift beneath him, his body clenching down on that swollen, sensitive knot that still keeps them tied together. It feels intensely good, making his hips rock in automatic instinct, the need to grind down against the man beneath him, keep him filled and full a burning demand at the edge of his awareness.

And then those fingers drift down to tease against the base of his tail and he doesn't bother to bite back his surprised gasp as he shivers at the sensations. ]

Fuck! That…! Is it supposed to feel like that? [ is that what it feels like for Tighnari, too? He’s gonna have to take notes. For later. ]