#My dog's curly tail does this

[norman-fucking-reedus]

Guys I’m thinking about Rick and Daryl fighting, like Daryl is definitely a professional little brother and spends all day wrecking havoc upon Rick (and maybe a few others)

also I know Daryl is a hardcore hair puller. In the bed and in fights. When he and Merle would fight, it was like a second nature for his hands to latch onto to curly hair, yanking the strands and on one occasion knocking his head into a wall

me when rickyl but also brotherhood

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On the outside, Daryl Dixon was quiet, dark, and mysterious. He was a dusty book that had been closed and locked tight for decades, never opening up no matter who or what tried to pry. Most people would think that he was just one of the ones that never expressed any type of concern or emotion, but really, Daryl’s just a silent person. Until someone he knows pops into the picture.

“Get tha’ fuck off me! Get tha’ fuck off of me!” His voice rang out through the community alongside side Dogs chaotic barking.

People rushed out of their homes at what they thought were very distressed cries, Carol’s bow loaded and almost aimmed as he stepped out onto hers, only frowning deeply when she saw what all the ruckus was.

Daryl and Rick were wrestling in the dirt, the huntersman pinned down underneath the officer in a very uncomfortable looking position. Dog was barking at the two of them, tail wagging in the air as he stood in a playful position, standing over his defeated owner.

“Blah blah blah. You’re just a sore fucking loser” Rick laughed at him, pointing a finger in Daryl’s face, and pulling it away when his sharp teeth clamped down. “Gon’ make mah dog eat you alive” The man grumbled and squirmed.

“Gonna make the walkers eat you both alive” You sighed from where you had approached behind Rick, Dog now eagerly lapping and jumping around you as you too stood over your defeated hunter. “Seriously?” You shook your head and pushed Rick off the man, watching the way he dramatically fell over. “He started it! I was bein’ nice” Daryl frowns, and so does Rick, sitting up to face Daryl who had childishly wrapped himself around your leg. “Nuh uh, no! This asshole tried sticking mud down my pants!” Daryl cackled at the sentence and you knew he was gulity.

“You two are grown ass men” You huffed, shaking your leg slightly only for Daryl’s to tighten his grip. Absolutely wonderful.

“He needs to be put in time out” Rick grumbled, and you wondered if you were getting paid for this. “Time out?”

“Time out?” Carol approached, bow and arrow no longer in hand.

Daryl pointed at Rick, while Rick pointed at him, both men staring daggers at each other. “Him! He fucking started this!”

You share a look with Carol as the men bicker, and it’s quite funny untill you feel a sudden emptiness at your leg, and Daryl is hurling a ball of mud at Rick, who unfortunately catches it with his face. “Now I can really call ya ‘shitface grimes’” Daryl laughed as he climbed to his feet, standing behind you as Rick wiped his eyes clear, immediately locking them on his target.

Daryl doesn’t wanna admit that he didn’t think Rick would just go right around you, yelling when the officer took a swipe at him. “Stop it yew shit eater!” Daryl ran away with Rick hot on his heels, Dog sprinting right alongside them and barking excitedly.

“Can you imagine a small mini version of all that?” You shake your head, smiling softly at Carol. “You have got quite the character on your hands. Clinging to your leg? He must love you” You laughed, peering up the street where they had run off too, a cloud of dirt forming as they tussled, and from Daryl’s very loud screams he was probably getting what he deserved. “Dealing with him? He better love me” You scoff, knowing that your giant manchild loves you more than life itself.

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Each press of the cotton to his skin makes him hiss, and he winces at the burning sting of alcohol. “No more fights” You frown softly, tilting Daryl’s head as you cleaned his wounds, gingerly placing bandaids over them. “But he-“ “Yes I know he started it, he also finished it” Daryl pouts, legs swinging off the countertop. You stick a bandage over his nose, and kiss his forehead. “All better. I want you in this house before it’s too dark, okay?” Daryl drops onto his feet, and plants a quick but eager kiss on your lips. “Yes mama” He tosses over his shoulder as he snatches his crossbow off the floor, barreling out the door with Dog. You watched them go, a smile tugging your lips. It faded at the sound of a Rick’s high pitched scream.

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looks around because I dont know what happened and because I really like childish Daryl now and wanna write more

#the walking dead #daryl dixon #norman fucking reedus #the walking dead daryl #daryl fanfiction #daryl x reader #twd #daryl dixion imagine #daryl x female reader #twd daryl #twd daryl dixon #daryl twd #daryl dixon smut #daryl dixon fanfiction #daryl dixon fanfic #daryl imagines #daryl x y/n #daryl x you

[taintandviolent]

The Dork Theory ; Max Cooperman x reader

summary: Against better judgement, you decide to go to a college party. You run into a familiar face there, and you decide to test a long running theory to do with dorks and big 🍆 . Shameless smut ensues.

warnings: smut without plot, pnv, car sex, unprotected sex, handjobs, oral sex, degradation/shaming, recording.

a/n: max deserves it. he really does. not beta-read. this was just a whim kinda fic, so I hope it's not total garbage. enjoy! thanks for reading if you did.

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It was a party, so you were forcing yourself to do party things. Or so you kept telling yourself. Really, it was a live streaming event for some stupid college fight, which was an event that you wouldn’t be caught dead at – under any circumstances. It wasn’t your scene, you couldn’t care less about fighting – outside of the carnal, hormonal fact that you got to see rippling muscles and displays of strength. At times, even you were simple. Whatever fight had already happened and judging by the sudden uptick in shouts and cheers, you assumed the preferred candidate won. The party was now in full swing with people mingling and drinking excessively. Ah, college. 

Admittedly, you weren’t one for college parties either. It was a place to drink, screw, and in most cases, as a byproduct of the previous two mixing, fight. Of those three things, you only really enjoyed one of them and hadn’t done it in a while – long enough for you to crave it. Maybe that’s why you came to the party to begin with; to get some tail. Albeit hypocritically, you were also drinking. You weren’t drunk, but definitely heading there; your head felt fuzzy as you stared into your half-empty red Solo cup. Whoever had mixed the drinks had erred on the side of too strong.

“Well… hey there.”

You looked up from said cup, one brow quirked. In front of you, stood a guy who looked oddly familiar, but you couldn’t place him. Eyes narrowed, you scanned him from his shoes to his lush, curly brown locks. He wore jeans and a Something Corporate t-shirt. Really? You realized you’d seen him earlier, schmoozing with girls, explaining something very passionately. They hung on his arms, but seemed distant – but no, that still wasn’t where you recognized him from. 

He was scanning you up and down, lingering on all the right parts of your body; your hips, your breasts, your face. Finally, he spoke. "My name's Max, what's yer--"

"Wait, hold on." You pressed a single finger against his lips, which pressed back into your finger, almost like he was kissing it. 

"Max?" 

He nodded, still compressed against your fingertip. He didn't need to confirm it, really, because just like that, it all came rushing back; it had been years but you knew exactly who he was and you were about to make sure he remembered, too. You withdrew your hand with a breathy chuckle. 

"Like... Max.... Cooperman? The chubby kid who was always recording fights in the schoolyard?"

Ouch. Max cringed, knotting his mouth up to one side. Starting off strong with this one. “Yep, that – was me. And for the record, I was a part of those fights from time to time. And I trained -”  

"Ohhhh my god," you breathed, cutting him off as you covered your mouth with your hand. "You were such a dork, you know that, don't you? Like, such a dork.” 

“Okay, alright.” he said, looking behind him for a brief moment. “I came over ‘cause I have a policy that no cute girls are allowed to stand alone, especially at one of my parties. Are you just gonna’ stand here and bust my balls all night?” 

So he thought you were cute. Your cunt clenched — you’d take that thought to the bank. You grinned inwardly, rocking back and forth on your heels. “I can, if you want me to.” 

He cocked his head like a dog, unsure how to take that. “What, are we gonna’ play fight?” 

“Something like that.” 

You reached forward, teasingly slapping his cheek. With an intrigued expression, Max caught your hand and yanked you towards him, looking at your lips. You mirrored his gaze, wondering what they tasted like, and if they were as soft as they looked.

You couldn’t deny the facts; he wasn’t the dorky kid that you passively paid attention to. He stood taller and had trimmed down, a result of likely more physical activity and maybe better eating habits. The attraction that bubbled up in your core wasn’t new, it had just been dormant for many years. You ran your tongue along your bottom lip, wetting it and Max’s dark brown eyes followed your tongue as it travelled, a smirk stretching across his lips. 

"You still have that Mustang?" 

"Pffft, of course I do." 

“You wanna’ um…” 

Wide-eyed and eager, Max nodded. “Uh, YEAH?” 

The two of you made your way outside, with Max quickly navigating you to where his car was parked. The cool night air bit at your skin, goose flesh erupting over anything that was exposed – mostly your legs. Now in front of the car, your eyes swept over the Mustang, admiring it. You weren’t a car girl, by any means, but you knew when to appreciate them. This was decidedly one of those times. He took care of his car, that much was apparent. 

With a deep breath, you turned back to Max, an expectant smirk on your lips. “So, is this the part where you tell me you’ve had a crush on me since high school?” 

Max laughed as he leaned against the door of the car, shaking his head. You were cute, but this wasn’t a teenage romcom. “Actually, no, I don’t know you. I mean… I wanna’ know you.” 

He reached for you, snaking his hands around your hips to pull you closer. 

“Ohhoh shit, someone gained some confidence when they lost that baby fat, huh?” 

“Damn, okay.” He looked away, almost annoyed, but the lust that was now coursing through his system trumped any fleeting anger. “You seem to know a lot about me.” 

You paused, taken aback as you stared at him. You did. Because while he didn’t remember you, you remembered him. You’d always had an affinity for dorks and paid attention to them, despite cringing at their cornball behaviour – because if you knew one thing, it was that the weird, shy guys were always hung – and there was one particular day where you’d made your opinions about Max Cooperman. 

It was May, somewhere in the middle of the month. You were in a hurry to get to 4th period when you heard a bunch of guys shouting and jeering at each other. The natural instinct to watch a fight took over and you slowed your steps. 

You’d only paused for a second, not wanting to be late to class. He was fighting behind the bleachers, bright, red blood running down his top lip, fists up in front of his face, shouting at some guy: “I got this, bro! I got this!” 

You blinked. Back to reality. 

“Maybe I knew you. Maybe I thought you were cute,” you confessed, letting the alcohol take over your nerves. “Maybe I have a theory that dorky dudes have big cocks.” 

“Butterball Cooperman? Cute? What am I now then, huh?” 

You chewed your lip, not saying anything. Max caught your glance, looking at you with a hunger in his eyes that promised it would lead somewhere — it was the kind of look that said, Hey. My dick just woke up and it’s because of you. You crushed your lips against his, tangling both of your hands in his warm curls. A whisper of fucking hot echoed in your mind. Max didn’t need to hear it, he felt the heat coming off your body, rolling towards him in waves. With his groin throbbing, he connected your bodies again, pulling you tight at the waist. His free hand stretched behind him, fumbling for the door handle. 

“Wanna’ find out?” He asked, breaking the kiss. 

You nodded. 

Max threw the door open, and pulled the driver’s seat up, allowing you some space to crawl in first. You leaned in — making sure your ass was on full display in the short, denim skirt you’d chosen earlier that night — and moved  quickly to the passenger side. With your knees pressing into the black, leather interior of his backseat, you sat upright, making room for him as he joined you. 

He faced you, leaning his back against the window and angled his hips towards you, knees to his chest. You stretched forward, tapped one side of his closed knees. “Lemme in, Cooperman.” 

Immediately, they fell open, exposing the bulge in his jeans. There was a dirty, devilish little smirk on his face; he knew you were looking, sizing him up. Not such a dork now, huh?

“Theory proven?” 

“Maybe. I’ve gotta’ see.” 

You palmed his half-hard cock outside of his jeans, the tips of your fingers tracing the faint outline, until they came to the tip. Applying pressure, the pad of your pointer finger swept back and forth into the squishy flesh until your finger was met with a wet spot. You’d given a fair number of handjobs in your life, enough to be confident in your skills. 

“Shit,” Max hissed above you. “Shit.” 

Underneath the fabric, you felt his dick shift in his jeans. With a pleased smirk, giving him what he so clearly wanted, you unbuttoned and unzipped, allowing his hard-on some room to breathe. The bulge pitched forward slightly as you reached for the ruched edge of his boxers, and pulled them down over his balls. His cock now free, it flopped heavily against his stomach, searing hot on his abdomen. It was about as long as you’d expected, but much thicker. With a wanton gaze, you took hold of the shaft and began stroking, feeling the veins swell with each pass. Every so often, you paid special attention to the underside, gliding your fingers over the thickest veins. Eventually, his cock stood at attention, the tip reddened and leaking profusely. You bit your lip. 

“Ooooooh, Max Cooperman has a big thick cock.” You tittered in a teasing lilt, still fondling it. He whimpered loud, a high pitched desperate sound that filled the car. You hadn’t expected him to be so whiny, but somehow you weren’t surprised — it seemed appropriate for that nerd in the schoolyard. Whiny then, whiny now. Every obscene word was punctuated with a whine, like a teenager getting his first handjob. He rutted his hips helplessly against your fingers, grinding his stiffness into your grip. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, just like that - fuck.” 

Almost to shut him up, you craned forward to kiss him again, your mouths crushing together in violent desperation. After a few seconds, Max sloppily broke the kiss to look down at your hand, saliva stringing from his bottom lip to yours.

“Oh my fuckin’ god,” he breathed, watching your fingers as they stroked his swollen cock, paying special attention to the scarlet, almost purple head. His cock twitched again in your grip, expelling more precum. “Oh my fuckin’ god, holy shit, holy shit…” 

You were delighted by the position of power you were in, and even more than that, delighted by the way that Max was literally coming undone in front of you. All his acquired cockiness had melted away, replaced by the desperate dork you remembered. 

“I knew he was in there,” you whispered under your breath before giving his cock a firm grip, milking another whine from his lips. Max was too far gone to even respond logically to anything, you weren’t sure he’d even heard you over his ragged, uneven pants.  

Feeling adventurous (and perhaps cruel), you extended your tongue, flattening it against the underside of his cock. The salty pre-cum oozed onto it. Max gasped, lifting his hips upright, which forced his dick further into your mouth. You pulled back, shaking your head softly. For a moment, he did nothing but stare at his own cock, watching it as your hand drug up and down over it, working it inches from your lips. You thought he was going to lose it, but with a heavy breath, he lowered his hips again and went back to breathing unevenly.

“Please,” he begged incessantly, his voice a few octaves higher than usual. “Please lemme’ fuck you…”

“Uh-uh.” 

Max whimpered again, bumping his head against the window repeatedly like a kid throwing a tantrum.

“You can’t, Max. There isn’t enough room here.” 

“Yeaaah, baby, yeah there is. We’ll make it work.” 

You paused for a moment, surveying your surroundings. Even with the seats pushed forward, the backseat left little room for moving around, and the oddly placed hump in the center was undeniably impeding any laying down. Max’s hips were already jutted up oddly, you couldn’t picture laying down atop of it… unless….

“You wanna’ fuck me, Max? How bad you wanna’ fuck me?” You asked, already knowing the answer. 

Slack-jawed, he nodded, his curls bouncing. The collar of his shirt was a shade darker with sweat. “So bad. So fuckin’ bad, you have no idea. You can’t even fathom.” 

You thought about it. And thought about it some more, until finally, you said: “Move over.”

Obediently, Max scooted his hips up, his dick bobbing before he shifted himself onto the floor, allowing you to crawl forward, using the curve of the backseat like a sex pillow, your ass tilted up towards the now very fogged up back window. Your cunt was already warm and aching from giving him head, and with a deep breath, you imagined the wet slit that would greet him as soon as he got up behind you. 

Curious, you reached up between your legs, pressing them into the satin fabric – just as you thought. Soaked. Finding the hem of your underwear, you yanked them to the side, exposing her. Your middle finger then slipped inside, dragging some of the slick down to your clit, which you tapped, bringing the sensitivity higher. 

“Oh shit,” he gasped, seeing this erotic display that sent spikes of arousal straight to his already engorged and aching cock. Still on the floor, but now behind the passenger’s seat, Max leaned forward. Still awkwardly positioned – you silently applauded the desperation in which he did it – Max went for your cunt, bending his head at angle so that his tongue could flick out against your wet folds, getting a taste of your sweet, leaking juices. You couldn’t help but moan into the leather, clenching and shaking as he lingered there for a moment, just lapping at it, swallowing and mouth breathing heavily onto her. 

“Fuck–” He straightened up, and used the back of his hand to wipe off his chin. “You taste so good, baby.” 

You wiggled your ass in response, smiling against the seat. After a little bit of strained and clumsy maneuvering, Max was finally behind you, dick in hand. He shuffled closer, his jean-clad thighs pressing into the backs of your bare ones. Using his free hand, he glided over the curve of your ass and down your spine, as far as the jean skirt would let him. You felt the warm head bumping into her over and over again with a haphazard rhythm, strings of precum dripping down onto the seat below you  – he was jerking off into your cunt. 

“I thought you were going to fuck me.” 

“I am,” he panted. “I am… this is just too good. Fuck! I wish I had my camera.” 

After using the tip to play with your wetness for a bit longer, Max finally lined up and sunk his cock inside of you, using your hips to pull himself deeper. He bottomed out – the stretching heat burned, filling you from wall to wall as his hips began bucking instinctively, finding a carnal rhythm – you let out a low moan. You begged, wanting him to press himself as deep into you as he could.  

“Record it,” you suddenly ordered. 

“Wha-?” he choked, out of breath and still pumping himself into you. 

“Record it. You have your phone, don’t you?” You arched your back, pushing up into him. 

“You serious?” 

“Yeah, I’m serious. It’d be hot.” 

Still in awe of your lustful demand, Max reached in his back pocket and pulled his phone out. He quickly navigated to the camera app, tapped the red button, and held the phone above you, getting a wider angle. The flash was on; he pulled his thick, glistening cock out of you slowly, while his dark eyes darted back and forth between watching you and watching it on the screen. Knowing he was going to have this to later jerk it to… shit – his breath hitched in his throat. He bumped his hips into you a few times, popping the head into your cunt.

“Yeah, you like that?” 

At first, Max breathily answered, but remembering he was recording, cleared his throat and answered in a lower tone. “Fuck yeah.” 

“Oh stop,” you laughed, wiggling your hips on his cock. “Afraid to let your dorky voice out again?” 

“Shut up, I’m not a dork.” 

“Yeaaaah, yeah you are. A big dork with a big cock.” 

Much to his own dismay, Max whined, picking up speed as he hammered into you, his little desperate bunny humps rutting against your pussy, sending shockwaves through your core.  The sounds of skin slapping against skin, paired with your broken moans and Max’s pathetic, horny whines filled the car. He’d never really been one for degradation, but the way you teased him, throwing your verbal right hooks every chance you got, had him in pieces. Every time you did it, his dick twinged painfully, stiffening past the point of comfort. He took hold of it, jerking it a few times into your pussy. Making sure the camera was capturing it, Max went back to thrusting, sinking his aching cock halfway in before bottoming out again. The video would never see the light of day, you knew it. He’d have to mute it to save his ego, and what was the point of muting porn? Max was way too whiny to show his macho friends, every other thrust was accompanied by a desperate little whimper. 

“Shit, I’m gonna’ - I’m gonna’ baby, oh my god, I’m sorry I’m gonna’ – auuggh!”

With a final whimper, Max yanked his cock from your pussy, allowing his orgasm to burst out over your exposed cunt; hot, milky strings decorating your folds and ass cheeks.

Immediately after pumping the rest of his cum onto your ass, like a gentleman, Max sunk two fingers in your pussy, curling them up to masterfully find the sensitive, spongy flesh inside. So, he’d had practice, too. You took fistfuls of the seat, digging your nails into the soft, polished leather. Thankfully for him, you were close, so the way he pumped his fingers in and out of you brought you over the edge within a matter of seconds. 

With a final: “Ffffuck!!”, you clenched around his fingers, pleasure rupturing your entire core. You squeezed your eyes shut, riding out the orgasm and backing up into his fingers to increase the pressure. You heard Max hiss in a breath through his teeth as he watched you, enjoyed you, and recorded you in your most intimate moments. The thought drove your orgasm forward even further. 

As the pulses subsided, you flopped down heavily, out of breath and drenched in sweat. You pivoted your body, rolling back over onto your back. Max was still recording, absentmindedly playing with your still weeping cunt. You watched him with a smile, entertained and enamoured that he was so invested with you. With a little dinging sound, the recording finally ended, and he tucked the phone back into his pocket. 

You two sat in silence, breathing heavily until, in a moment of post-nut clarity, Max said: “Shit, I was supposed to spar with Matt.” 

“Who?” You couldn’t care less. 

“Uh, my friend.”

“Mm, well… Matt is just gonna’ have to take a rain check. That’s too bad.” 

He laughed, leaning his head against the window again. After a few moments, he spoke again, his voice soft and low.  

“So, your theory is true, huh?” 

“Oh, yeah. It’s true. Took me years to prove it, but… it’s definitely true.” You leaned up and ran your pointer finger along the inseam of his jeans, smirking to yourself. “Definitely true.”

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[starstruckkittensweets]

puppy love

Chuuya Nakahara x Reader

fandom: bungo stray dogs

My latest fixation, Chuuya with puppies! My precious boy deserves to be happy with a doggy of his own, so I decided to play into this little fantasy of mine (and his, probably). I'm planning on writing more parts to this lil series, I think it's helping me get out of my writing slump. Also parts of this fic are inspired by Shiloh, one of my all-time favorite books (so much nostalgia...) and a bit of a reference to that one puppy episode from Wan. And the panel I used for the banner is from the BSD manga (I think it's ch. 24) I hope you enjoy!

warnings: mentions of stray animals, Reader cries but it's in relief, mostly fluff, pet names (mostly "doll" but used only once in this part), the start of a slow burn perhaps? || words: 2k

Part I | Part II | Part III

He’s halfway through his usual trek home, muscles burning and head pounding from another successful night’s mission, when he realizes he has a shadow.

Chuuya doesn’t let up his pace; stay calm, don’t give anything away—but he has to wonder, who could be this stupid to try to follow a mafia executive? And they’re not being subtle about it either. Making no effort to conceal their breaths or their footsteps—

Wait a minute…that sounds too light to be footsteps…

He sucks in a breath and turns around to face the culprit. Hands clenched into fists at his sides, preparing for a fight—

“Woof!”

Staring up at him is perhaps one of the cutest fucking dogs he’s ever laid eyes on. (Not that he’s seen many dogs, but the point still stands.) Pointy ears, fuzzy orange fur, white paws and a belly that definitely looks too plump for a street dog.

He stares at it. The dog stares back, pink tongue lolling out the side of its mouth.

“…Woof!”

It takes every ounce of strength he can muster not to melt right then and there on the sidewalk. A thousand squeals on the tip of his tongue, gloved hands itching to scratch under that fuzzy little chin of his.

Never mind any dog hair, fuck that. Who’s gonna try to turn their nose up at this little cutie?

Chuuya briefly scans the area—not a soul in sight, just him and his companion beneath the lamplights—before dropping to his knees. The dog paws at the ground, his curly tail swishing madly in the air.

“C’mere boy,” he keeps his voice soft, holding out a hand. But the dog doesn’t budge. He just stares at him with that big dumb smile of his.

That really adorable dumb smile.

He tries again. The dog tilts his head and refuses to move. So Chuuya tries another tactic: “C’mere, girl?”

Still doesn’t move a muscle. Although now the dog looks amused as he paces from side to side, just out of Chuuya’s reach.

Yeah, gotta be a boy with that kind of attitude.

Chuuya sighs before pushing himself off the ground. Ah well, guess he’s too nervous to approach humans. Can’t really blame him for that; this city’s got its fair share of unpleasant people. He deals with them all the time, so he can kinda relate.

He shoves his hands back into his pockets (try not to think about how soft the dog’s fur must be) and turns on his heel to head home. It’s getting late anyway, and he’s got to get an early start tomorrow morning. He can’t be spending all night moping around some stray puppy following him around.

Even if he is the cutest thing he’s ever laid eyes on.

But he only gets a few steps in before hearing the unmistakable click-click of the dog’s nails against the pavement. He stops, the dog stops too. He glances over his shoulder, biting back a smile at the dog’s happy face.

“What do you want, huh? I don’t have any food, so if that’s what you’re looking for…”

Not that he looks like he needs any treats to begin with. He’s seen a few of the dogs roaming around Yokohama, all skin and bones as they pick through tipped-over trash cans. And the stray cats are no better, ears flat against their skulls as they hiss and claw at everything in sight.

So why does this dog look so fucking proud of himself?

Chuuya sighs and whistles to himself—and suddenly the dog comes running.

Two dirty paws plant themselves on his dress pants, that’ll surely be hard to get out, but how can he get angry when the dog’s trying so hard to reach his face? He chuckles under his breath as he kneels down to his level, as the dog plants kiss after kiss on his face with his slobbery tongue.

“Who knew all it took was a whistle?” he says more to himself than to the pup. The dog’s tail is wagging so hard he thinks it’ll fall off, the tiny little thing that it is.

He slides one of his gloves off, letting the dog sniff his hand before scratching him behind the ears. He was right, his fur is so soft… And his smile only gets bigger when the dog licks him again, not even minding all the drool.

But then he stiffens, slipping his fingers through the dog’s fur, noticing a red band of leather fastened around his neck. A collar? No way he’s someone’s pet. Then again, he does look a little too spoiled to be wandering the streets for food.

He curls his finger around the golden tag dangling from the buckle. No name, only an address he thinks he recognizes. Right on the edge of Yokohama, where the scent of sea salt is the strongest. Is it someone’s house? Apartment? Maybe a  shelter of some kind?

Chuuya steals another look at the dog, at those sweet brown eyes and twitching wet nose, trying his best to ignore the icy clench of his stomach. Maybe it’s for the best, just to bring him back. What’s he gonna do with a dog, anyway? Not like his job allows for much time raising a puppy, anyway.

Even one so cute as this little guy.

“Alright,” he sighs, scooping the pup in his arms, “let’s get you home.” He tries not to dwell on how warm the puppy is, or how softly he nestles his face in the crook of his shoulder.

And definitely not the way he can feel the pup drifting off to sleep as he starts down the sidewalk in the opposite direction. Gentle puffs against his skin, his curly tail twitching against his wrist.

“Kotaro! There you are!”

The engraving on the pup’s collar has led him to a tiny little shop a few minutes from the port. A bit shabby with a torn sign on the top and windows that have definitely seen better days, and he’s about to turn tail (no pun intended) until he sees someone nearly fly out through the set of double doors.

“Kotaro!” Your voice is strained, tears streaming down your cheeks as you sweep the puppy into your arms. Clutching him as tight as you can, smoothing down the fur on his head as he stirs awake from his little nap. “I was worried sick… How did you escape again?! I could’ve sworn I locked the doors… You’re just lucky I came back downstairs when I did—or else you would’ve been out there all night long!”

The puppy only wags his tail, staring up at you with those silly eyes and sweet little “smile.” He knows it’s your weakness, how could you be angry at a face like that?

Oh, well. As long as he’s safe, you can’t really hold a grudge against him. Not when he’s back in your arms, safe and sound, and it’s just the two of you, just as it always should be.

It’s only when you hear someone clear their throat that you realize you’re actually not alone. You hastily wipe your eyes with the back of your hand—it’s a little difficult with a nearly-twenty-pound dog in your arms—and stare up at the man before you. Kotaro’s savior, your savior. And suddenly you feel a fresh wave of tears surge forth.

“Thank you for bringing him back! I’m so sorry if he’s caused you any trouble, I know he has a habit of bothering people when he sneaks out—I thought I’d kept him inside this time! He just has a thing for running away like the little troublemaker he is. He’s still young, hopefully he’ll grow out of it when he’s older, maybe he’ll mellow out and settle down, and then…”

You bite your tongue and avert your eyes. No need to scare off the stranger with your incessant rambling, especially after he was so nice to bring Kotaro back to you. But he only shakes his head, a soft smile on his lips as he tips his hat over his eyes.

“Don’t worry about it, he didn’t cause too much trouble.” He lifts a hand, allowing Kotaro to sniff him before scratching the fur beneath his chin. “Keep an eye on him, though. You don’t want him getting lost out there, especially this time of night.”

“I know… I swear, he’s gonna give me gray hairs before the end of the year. The other dogs aren’t even this mischievous, I don’t know where he got it from!”

Wait, other dogs?

He glances over your shoulder, towards the dingy windows of the shop. Pet supplies and part-time shelter, the sign plastered on the glass says. And sure enough, the closer he looks at your outfit, he can see little bits of dog fur clinging to the fabric—some gray, some brown, some white, and then a hint of orange thanks to Kotaro.

Just how many dogs do you have in there?

“Anyway, I just wanna say I really appreciate you bringing him back here. You didn’t have to, I know you’re probably busy. Let me just run inside and get my wallet, I think I have some left over if you want—”

But he’s quick to shut you down with a shake of his head, even a wave of his hands for emphasis. No money, he’s already got plenty of that to spare. And besides, it doesn’t sit right with him, paying him for something that should come naturally to any decent person.

And he doesn’t want to sound mean, but judging from the shape of that little shop of yours, you look like you can use every last cent you have.

“Oh, if you say so… But still, why don’t I make it up to you sometime?”

An uneasy silence settles in the air between you; Chuuya blinks as he watches you shift your weight, partially hiding your face in Kotaro’s fur.

“…I mean, you don’t have to—I just wanna pay you back some way! Maybe I can treat you to lunch one of these days? I don’t have many days off, but I can make it work! Or maybe…do you have a dog of your own? I can give you a discount on anything in the shop!” You throw an arm out to the double doors behind you, still holding Kotaro to your chest. “Name it and it’s yours! I really don’t mind, it’s just me here anyway. Well, me and the dogs, all nine of us.”

Wait, nine, including yourself…

“You have eight of them?!”

A laugh bubbles up in your throat at the look on Chuuya’s face. He reminds you of a child on Christmas morning, staring at the presents strewn around the glowing tree. He doesn’t seem one to enjoy the company of dogs, given his fancy attire and confident aura.

And yet, he still brought Kotaro back home, when he could’ve easily turned and walked the other way. You’ve learned not to judge a book by its cover, after all.

“Eight dogs, and hopefully more by the end of the year.” Your cheeks grow warm beneath his startling blue gaze. (His eyes are really pretty up close, aren’t they?) “…I can tell you all about them on our lunch date, if you’re interested.”

He blinks, eyes flitting back and forth between you and the dog in your arms. You’ve got guts, he’ll give you that; he can see it in the way you talk to him, the way you hold the puppy in your arms. Gentle as ever, but a fire brimming in your eyes. You love this dog, no doubt about it.

And you’ve got seven more inside? Do you love them all the same amount?

What breeds are they? How did you come to adopt so many dogs at once? Or did you adopt them at once, or sporadically over the years?

So many questions, and yet the night is crawling by. He shakes his head again, giving Kotaro one last scratch behind the ears, before meeting your gaze once more.

“Lunch sounds perfect, doll.”

Your lips pull up in a smile, and he can’t help but notice how it nearly matches the one on Kotaro’s face. Bright and eager, melting under the attention of the ones around you.

And yet your smile is infinitely prettier, and he finds himself thinking about it as he starts the familiar journey back home, as the night hours slowly tick by.

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Enchanted~..

Chapter 2

Yandere!Strawhats x witch! Fem reader ❤️

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The man slowly smirked, putting his face in one hand as he lazily raised an eyebrow.

“Tell me, are you a nymph?..” he asked, his voice dripping with utter amusement.

Blinking and slowly turning to him, you smiled and chuckled softly to yourself, growing flowers to sprout all around you as you picked one up gracefully.

“A nymph?..you mean those almost powerless women who are labeled after different parts of the world and are only remotely useful to the gods if they’re beautiful?”

Twirling the flower between your fingers, the man watched with his interest piqued. His smirk slowly growing as he slightly leaned closer, his eyes following your every move.

The dripping of water was heard as you moved your body towards him. carefully, you leaned closer to him, staring into his eyes with a devil like grin you never knew you could pull off.

Drip

Drip

Drip

It felt like your eyes were..connecting to him somehow..like they were glowing together..with understanding of the powers you both had.

“I’m a witch.”

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You were shocked.

Stunned even..they wanted..you to join their pirate crew..? A life full of adventure and passion.. just what could possibly wrong..?

Staring at Luffy’s big doe eyes you clenched the flowers you were hiding to make Choppers flower crown. Thoughts were swirling around in my head like a dog chasing its tail.

Ever since you were young, stuck in this island still, you always dreamed of adventure..was this your chance to take it..? The pictures of pirates..the gold..the danger.. this all seemed like a dream..you could explore new places with these people who seemed very nice..a little too nice though..

That wouldn’t be a problem right?..you were probably just thinking that because they were from somewhere different and-

“Y/N..?”

You snapped back into reality to see the crew you met not only a few hours ago, staring at you with concerned and a bit of confused expressions on their face. Blinking and fixing your posture, you tried to look a bit confident and not like butterflies were fluttering all through your stomach like you turned yourself into a frog that ate them.

“Well..what would I even be if I were in your crew..? What role would I play?”

You asked, leaning a bit closer with the tilt of your head. Did pirate crews even gave witches?..were you even cut out to be a pirate?..what in gods green earth would Mother Eve say about all of this?!

Luffy grinned, his usual cheery attitude shining so bright you almost thought you needed to summon a few vines you cover your eyes.

They just absolutely loved you.

Couldn’t really get enough and they all could agree on that. You were kind, smart and hilarious..there was something so so alluring about you they couldn’t pin point! They didn’t care what this old lady ‘Mother Eve’ said! You just had to join! No matter what job you did, you were joining and there was no doubt about it.

You were so bewitching and they found it absolutely…

Beautiful.

“It doesn’t matter! We’ll come up with somethin’!”

Luffy Said, swinging an arm around your waist with his signature grin showing.

“Yeah! Don’t sweat it! You’ll be our…uh..witch! Every pirate crew needs a witch!”

You raised an eyebrow then laughed softly, were these even pirates? They were way too nice. Looking at the long nose male, you admired his curly hair and milk chocolate skin. You had a good feeling about them..

A thought then suddenly crossed your mind. Why didn’t you think of this before?!..Mother Eve would absolutely never allow this! Dread washed over you as you just thought about the beating you would get with that stupid stick of hers..

This caused you to unconsciously sigh, a frown making its way to your lips.

This unexpectedly, got the swordsman’s attention.

He turned his head towards you and then out his hand on your shoulder. His hand was rough, and big. His tan skin and storm grey eyes almost made your heart sing. His touch was protective and you could tell he wasn’t use to being gentle..he could try though..

Were you using a spell to read deep into his emotions? Maybe..but that’s not important!

“What’s up now?..if you’re worried about joining..luffy’s an idiot, but we manage.” He said, his voice deep but also some calm. You looked up at him and into his eyes, how could they want you to join after only a day..?

It made no sense! Yes you made them laugh, showed them your tricks and spells. You had something in common with each and every one of them, something you liked to do which you both prided yourselves in but that doesn’t really mean they should trust you so soon…

Even the one you know as ‘Zoro’ seemed very..infatuated with you already!

Taking a deep breath, you looked over to the pirates you’d met not long ago. Specifically looking at luffy and clutching his straw hat in your hand, cheeks flushing at the more of him putting his hat on your head.

“I..I need to speak to Mother Eve about this..”

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As all eight of you were on your way, you had to go into the deep forest filled with dangerous creatures and such. So you decided to be a good host and utter the words of your best spell and there, a giant floating flower appeared.

“Here, those forest are deep and very dangerous, it’ll be a hassle just getting through!” You said with a soft smile. Getting on the flower, it bounced a bit but as you thought, it was soft and light. Just as you thought.

Luffy, Usopp and Chopper seemed to be seeing stars as they jumped on immediately and seized you with questions instantly. This made you smile widely as never before did you have anyone to share your spells with..your thoughts, your ways..

It was nice..

Actually having some adventure and people to adventure with.

If Mother Eve does get convinced..you’ll have the best time ever..

Right..?

As you kept getting closer and closer, your heart beat was growing faster and faster, like a drum beating a rhythm so loud it could be heard miles away.

“So Y/N…what’s this..Mother Eve like exactly..?”

Robin asked, her voice smooth as it could be. Her blue eyes stared into you, examined you, almost making you blush and squirm. She was pretty like the wind blowing on a fresh summers day, her black hair moving with every tilt and turn of her head.

“Well…i guess you say I see her as a mother figure heh…she can be a bit mean sometimes but she definitely cares..she just wants to keep me safe!”

“Yeah, but that’s what we’ll do when your with us! You’ll be safe no matter what..”

Nami’s deep brown eyes got in as she rested her hand on your hip in a friendly manner. You both then locked your sights on Luffy, Sanji and Zoro.

Zoro was bickering with Sanji and Sanji was most definitely bickering back. All the while Luffy was laughing at them like it was the funniest thing ever. A smile made its way towards your lips.

“You see those idiots over there?..” she said, you didn’t even have to look at her to tell she was smiling as well.

It seemed like this boy Luffy..he was sunshine and light himself..

“They’re stupid but strong..they all look out for us.”

She then looked at you her voice growing as soft as a feather.

“We both know you can fight but..depend on us. We’ll stick through.” She said, this made your heart absolutely warm. Though, it was strange how her grip seemed to slightly tighten in a protective manner. You thought nothing of it..these were genuinely good people! You could trust them..

Now arriving at the house you andMother Eve shared, you took a deep breath.

“Now..before we go in..please be careful about you say..she is very..sensitive to vulgar language..” you said with a sweat drop, looking to the side.

“Yeah alright! You guys got any food in there?! I’m starving!”

“Idiot! We just ate like thirty minutes ago!!”

You raised an eyebrow but slowly turned the door knob and..

WHACK!!

“Child!! Where in witches magic have you been!!?”

she said.Her dark green eyes examining you from head to toe like they always did. That stick was becoming your mortal enemy! Ever since you were young it was at least.

“Ow!!”

You groaned from the hit, rubbing your head and glaring at the wretched stick her hand.

She eyed you again, something that thought was scarier than summoning ten bears all at once! Now looking back her eyes widened, with the quick snap of her fingers she had rope wrapped around all of your new friends! Her jewelry made clinging sound every time she moved, that sound you knew since you were young..

“And who in gods name are these people?! They’re not pirates are they?” She Saïd giving them a nasty glare, one that made you bite your lip nervously.

“Well uh..you see the thing is..-”

“Yeah we’re pirates old lady!! And we wanna take Y/N to join our crew! So let us go so we can talk!!”

Luffy why?!

Everyone but him of course gasped, shushing hun and whispering ‘you idiot!’ ‘Hush!’

WHACK!!

“Never speak unless spoken to boy!!”

You groaned softly, looking down. Were you ever going to convince her?..

For the rest of the night almost every single one of the crew members got hit once.

Sanji of course was being his usual..friendly self to Robin,Nami and especially you! Sometimes looking places where he wasn’t supposed to and-

WHACK!!

Luffy kept trying to recruit you and just wouldn’t shut up about you becoming a pirate and ‘sailing the seas and going on adventure with them’ even stretching his arms around you in a very tight hug and-

WHACK!!

Oh and zoro with his rude comments..should I even go on..?

DOUBLE WHACK!!

Luckily Robin, Chopper and Nami didn’t suffer from any Nami got very close! You almost could laugh at…everyone didn’t surprise at all by determination and again..they all cared so much..there was your heart..

Ba-Dump

Ba-Dump

Eventually at the end of the night you all decided to get some fresh sleep and try again tomorrow..you knew luffy convinced Mother Eve just a little right?

Little did you know at night..the boy with the straw hat gave orders to the swordsman. Faces dark, and hearts full, these orders would change your life forever..

The next morning you decided to go the Straw hats campsite and check up on them, to your surprise they were packing and seemed..over joyed.?

“Y/N!!”

A cute voice said as the little reindeer known as chopper hopped over to happily. With a smile you bent down to his height, you noticed he still had the flower crown you made him yesterday.

“She said yes!!”

Your eyes widened, you felt like a bunch of rocks hit you.

“A-She did..?”

“Yeah!”

His little hoof then handed you a letter folded rather nicely.

“Here’s her letter! She went somewhere so you’ll just have to come with us now!”

You were to shocked to speak, where did she go..?

“But-”

Before you could finish the reindeer already had your hand. There was that look again that made it hard for you to say no..you could feel the rest of the crew watching..

“Come on Y/N!!”

End of chapter 2~

A/N: OMG IM SO SORRYYY this took so much longer than expected guys :(( but I still will be posting again I promise!! Ideally tried to make this log but like quick to read at the same time! I’m so sorry that I’m super duper late but it’s only because I try to make these chapters long and good to read, I’ll still be posting a story request today so stay tuned! I hope you liked this!!

Goodbye my pretty petals 💖🌸🫶🏼

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[pedrotonin]

Paring: Joel Miller x Female Reader

Summary: You finally make it to Jackson. Joel's not happy.

Rating: Explicit. 18+ MDNI

Wordcount: 2,5k

Warnings: none

A/N: As always: English is not my first language. If you spot any bad mistakes, please let me know!

You almost have to run to keep up with him. He's walking really fast and has not looked back once. Christ, what's his problem? Regretting what had happened, probably. You don't, but the thought of facing his partner (his wife maybe?) is not something you look forward to either.

After two more hours in near silence he stops, "we're here." You were daydreaming about him again and didn't even spot the high, wall like fencing until it is right in front of you. You gasp, now spotting several people...with guns, already aiming them towards the both of you. Joel steps in front of you, but you barely register the gesture, too busy trying not to panic.

"It's me! Joel!" he shouts.

"It's Miller!" one of them exclaimes. "We thought you were fucking dead!"

Joel grabs your arm and makes you stand next to him. Before he can say another word, all of the guns are now aiming towards you. You raise both of your hands and try to stay calm, taking a few steps back until Joel catches your arm.

"Easy, easy!" Joel puts up his hands as well.

"Who is she?!" someone yells.

Joel shields you with his body again and you cower behind him.

"She's with me, calm down!"

The men mumble and whisper and suddenly the gate opens and a curly haired man with a dark mustache steps out. "Joel," he sighs, before walking over and grabbing Joel by the shoulders, a relieved look washing over his face. "Where were you, man?"

"Tommy," Joel holds onto the man's arms, ignoring his question. He steps to the side and gestures towards you. "I found her looking for Jackson. She's not sick."

Tommy looks you up and down. "Hello," he offers. "Tommy."

You nod, not sure if he's friendly or not. Tommy takes Joel to the side and the two of them start to talk, about you, probably. Suddenly, Tommy whistles, loud, like really loud. You're confused at first, but then you see a large dog coming through the gate and running towards you. You don't know what to do and before you know it, the animal comes to a stop and sniffs your legs, barking and growling as he does. You hold your breath, willing yourself to stay still. Then, all of a sudden the animal starts wagging his tail, licks your boot and sits.

"Fuck you!" you hiss at both men. The dog starts licking your hands now. "Could have given me a fucking warning!"

"Lovely," the dark haired man sighs, while looking at Joel. "Bring her in, show her around. We have no vacant houses at the moment so she has to stay with you and Ellie. With that mouth on her the two of them will make a great pair. Good luck." Then he turns towards you. "The dog made sure you aren't infected. Welcome to Jackson." You ignore him. Asshole.

Ellie. So that's her name. And now you not only have to face her, but you have to fucking live with her. The only consolation you have is that Joel doesn't look to happy about it either. Not that he ever looks happy. He grabs your arm while walking inside. You tell him to let go, but he just squeezes a little harder, telling you to shut up. You try to pull yourself out of his grab, ready to shout at him, wrestle him if you must, but then you notice your surroundings. People...lots of them. Houses, horses, laughter...children. Your mouth opens and closes while you take everything in. There's even a store, and a bar, ha! You want to laugh, like, hysterically laugh, but one look at the man next to you and your mood turns just as sour as his.

He walks towards a decent looking, wooden house. It's old, but well maintained. A porch surrounds the entire front and side. He opens the front door, and dissappears inside, the door closing behind him. You awkwardly walk up the few steps leading towards the door, not sure if he wants you to enter just yet. Maybe he wants to greet his wife first. You wait a couple of minutes and just when you're about to enter, shouting erups from inside.

"I thought you were dead!"

"Look, 'm sorry okay! Just calm down!"

"I hate you!"

The sound of footsteps approach the door and you take a step back.

"Ellie!"

"Nah ah, fuck off Joel, you don't tell me what to do!"

"Ellie! Wait!"

The door opens and you take a few steps back, coming face to face with an exceptionally angry looking....teenager? What?

"Who the fuck are you?!" she yells.

Before you can answer, Joel appears behind her. "Ellie, calm down! She's... I-" Ellie storms off and Joel groans. "Fuck!" He pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Lovely," you mimic the man from before. Joel slumps his shoulders and holds the door for you.

It's nice. The furniture seen better days but what to expect during times like these. It's clean and somewhat cosy. Joel shows you around. The upstairs has two bedrooms and a bathroom. Both the bedroom doors stay close. "You don't go in either of these," he warns.

"I'll take the couch," you offer.

"Damn right you are," he mumbles before walking downstairs again.

Joel leaves the house shortly after, you suddenly hear the frontdoor close. You wander around the house and decide to make yourself comfortable on the couch, reading a book with funny puns you found. After a while you doze off.

You're rudely awoken by the teenager some time later. She slams the book you were reading on the table. "This is mine!" she hisses. "Who the fuck are you?"

"Your father found me-," you start, but she immediately interrups you.

"Joel is not my father."

"Okay, sorry. Joel found me and-"

"Joel found you," she fakes a laugh. "Found you and fucked you probaby, and...let me guess, now you want nothing more than to stay here with him? How cute."

"We haven't fucked," you emphasize the word 'fucked'. You want to add the word 'yet', but you dont. She's angry enough as it is.

"Yeah right," she mutters, before she grabs the book and turns to leave.

"Hey," you call after her. "What washes up on tiny beaches?"

She stops to look at you.

"Microwaves."

She blinks and you see a tiny smile form across her mouth before she goes upstairs.

You watch her go as the front door opens and Joel walks in with a bag.

"I got you some clothes and toiletries," he gives you the bag. "Maria offered them to me."

"Maria?"

"Tommy's wife."

"Tommy seems to thrust you," you take a look inside the bag. "Just letting you bring me inside like that."

"Tommy's my brother."

Ah. That makes sense. "And Ellie?"

"What about Ellie?" He eyes you suspiciously.

"You told me you don't have any children."

"...and I don't."

Before you can question him further, he changes the subject. "You're expected to help around here. Each and every one of us have jobs. Maria expects you at the bar this evening."

Spending the rest of the day reading (Joel lend you a few books), showering, and trying on some clothes, you decide to wear a cute floral dress and braid your hair into a dutch braid, before meeting Joel, who agreed to take you to Maria.

The bar is just a block away from Joel's house. He opens the door for you and you find a friendly looking woman waiting inside.

"Joel," she nods, before shaking your hand and intruducing herself as Maria. She gives Joel a hard stare and he leaves. You instantly like her.

An hour later you know the ins and outs of your new job. Maria warns you it's mostly men coming in and that your floral dress might not be such a good idea when you don't want to draw too much attention. It doesn't make you change your outfit though, let them have a look.

You should have listened to her. The men get drunk fast and they annoy the fuck out of you. You lost count how many tried to flirt, some even had the nerve to outright ask if you were interested in sex. Joel had come in somewhere during the evening, sitting at the bar, growling towards the men that tried to touch you in their drunken state. He even grabbed one by the neck and flung him towards the exit.

"So, you're here to babysit me?" you ask him, while refilling his glass of whiskey.

"'s needed darlin'. You're drawing too much goddamn attention in that dress." His eyes rake over your body and you feel your cheeks flush.

"I can take care of myself you know," you bend down to put the bottle away, making sure your ass is on perfect display for him. Facing him again you see his eyes darken and his nostrils flare.

"Stop," his voice is low, sending shivers down your spine.

"Stop what?"

"Taunting me," he finishes his whiskey in one gulp and gives you the glass. "Another."

"Say the magic word and I might," you smile. But instead of saying please, Joel stands and walks out of the bar. You sigh, he's so easy to rile.

An hour later you find your way back to the house. Exhausted and ready to take off this goddamn dress. You sneak into the house, not wanting to wake Joel or Ellie. Softly closing the door, you suddenly find yourself pressed against it. The force of it makes the air leave your lungs. Your feet are kicked apart, both of your hands secured next to your head.

"There she is," Joel whispers into your ear. He shoves one of his thighs between your legs.

"Let me go," you hiss, trying to free your hands.

"Say the magic word and I might, " he imitates your voice and words from before.

"Joel..."

He turns you around and brings his face inches away from yours. "You have no idea how much I wanted to bend you over the bar and fuck you," he whispers against your lips. You moan and try to kiss him, but he doesn't let you. "And this dress," he takes a step back while taking you in, "this fucking dress has me hard all evening." He steps into you again, his hands cradle your face, his lips inches away from yours. You lean in again and close the distance. He moans into your mouth and your knees buckle at the sound. His tongue slides against yours while he presses his hips into you, his hard lenght pressing deliciously against your belly. One of your hands slides down his body and you palm him through his jeans. "Fuck, baby," he whimpers against your mouth, while pushing into your hand.

You waste no time. Pushing against his shoulders, you make him walk back until he sits on the couch, while you kneel in front of him. You lean forward and kiss him through his jeans, while your hand makes short work of his button and zipper. He lifts his hips and you push his jeans and boxers down in one go, freeing the most beautiful erect cock you've ever laid eyes on. It smacks heavily against his stomach. He watches you with hooded eyes as you lick a stripe from the base to the tip and suck the plump head into your mouth. He bucks up a little, his hands fist into your hair. You take him as deep into your mouth as you can, until he hits your throat and you gag around him. Coming up for air a string of saliva and precum connects the two of you together. You both moan at the sight. You take him in your mouth again, bobbing your head up and down, relishing at the sounds that leave his mouth.

"Fuckin' christ," he pushes you off of him and makes you stand. "Take off your panties, leave the dress," he orders.

You push your soaking panties down your legs and straddle him. He puts one hand on your hip and with the other he guides his cock between your folds. You let your slick coat him before you slowly sink down until you feel the coarse hairs at his base. His head is thrown back in pure bliss, eyes closed as he takes your hips and helps you ride him.

"Driving me crazy with this dress. Driving everyone crazy," he mumbles, while he rips the dress down your body, freeing your tits. His large hands each grab one, while he sucks one of your nipples in his mouth, alternating between biting and licking it. You need more.

"Please, more, harder," it comes out as a gasp.

His hands move to your hips as he holds you in place while he starts to thrust up inside you so incredibly hard, it has you flying forward onto his chest.

"You.like.it.hard, baby, hm?" he struggles to talk in between his hard thrusts.

"Yes, yes Joel, fuck, I'm so close," you gasp.

"Good girl, you're such a good girl," he whispers. "Come for me, I need you to come for me."

His words drive you over the edge and your orgasm crashes over you. Your pussy clenches around him so hard, he has to stop his movements. His arms go around your back, holding you against him, while wave after wave of pleasure crash through you. When you feel your body start to relax, you open your eyes and push yourself up so you can look Joel in the eyes. His eyes are near black, pupils blown wide with lust. He grabs your hips and stands, taking you with him, his cock somehow manages to stay inside you. In a few strides he has you on the kitchen table, where he resumes his brutal pounding. It doesn't take very long until he pulls out and comes all over your dress, which is still draped around your hips. He slumps forward, his hands on either side of your hips, trapping you. He's breathing is all over the place, face buried in your neck.

"Oh God!! NO!!! EWWWW!!!"

Joel groans and you peek over his shoulders to spot Ellie at the bottom of the stairs. She shields her eyes as she turns around and runs upstairs again, screaming "EW, EW, EW, fucking EW!" until her door closes with a loud bang.

"Oops," you grin as your hands tangle in Joel's hair. You pull his head back and kiss him lightly on the lips.

"Maybe you shouldn't wear this dress again," he murmers against your lips.

"But will you fuck me when I wear something different?" you smile. He slides his tongue inside your mouth as an answer.

Upstairs you hear Ellie put on some loud music, probably to block any more sounds coming from you and Joel.

"Maybe I should be allowed inside your bedroom," you smirk.

"Hmm," he smiles against your lips.

You shriek as he hauls you over his shoulder and takes you upstairs.

"I'll give you a tour right now."

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #joel miller #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fanfic #joel miller smut #joel miller the last of us #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x female reader #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal characters

[doberbutts]

why do dobs have such curly tails? is there spitz in them?

No, but spitz aren't the only ones with curly tails, and even some spitz don't even have curly tails.

I was just discussing this with @elvenferretots last night because I get a lot of negative comments on Fenris' tail from doberman people. The issue is that the majority of dobe people in this country have no idea what their dogs' tails look like because they cut them off 🤷‍♂️ so they are unused to seeing a natural tail and somehow believe their dogs have german shepherd tails when breeding for an upright tailset.

Compare these two images of a fairly young Creed. His tail was docked, so it is impossible to know exactly how much curve he had. One of these looks far more natural than the other, no? If the docked nubbin is held up, the significantly more likely answer is that there is at least a moderate curve to the tail.

In this one, the curve is more extreme, but his tail is also being held higher. He may have had a looser curve than that, but the tail would still curl somehow.

Compare this to my natural dogs:

Fenris with his fairly high tail set looks like every other doberman with a docked tail. This is why I say when you breed for an upright nubbin like this, what you're breeding for is curly tails.

Phoebe has a lower tailset, but it does still curve and does curl in a wide arc over her back when she's excited about something (peep the old fencing solution lmao). When held loosely, it falls rather than curls in a tight arc over her back the way Fenris' tail does.

Technically none of these are 100% correct, but Creed's was the most correct as the tail is supposed to be a natural continuation of the spine rather than snapped up over the back or hanging freely between the legs.

This bitch, who I got off a quick Google, illustrates the "continuation of the spine" I'm talking about. Her tail still curls, but not to the degree of Fenris'. Again, she was produced in a country that has banned cropping and docking for quite some time, so there's a clearer picture of what tails and ears are being produced. In this country, as well as the country Fenris was produced, cropping and docking is still the majority expectation, and so it is significantly more difficult for breeders to actually know what these tails are going to look like. In addition, most people *prefer* the upright nub to one that sticks out of the spine line that, show and working breeders both.

Phoebe is working line, so "looks like a doberman" is the standard she was bred to rather than any nitpicking over tails. Fenris, as well, is half working line.

His father, Sarek- pure working line, also has an upright nub, which means his tail also would probably curl over his back to at least some degree.

And his mother, @themiscyradobermans's Elsa (super pregnant here)- American/Canadian show line and South American blend- also has an upright nub, meaning her tail would also curl, again the degree of which is unknown because these dogs are docked.

Fenris' tail is *really* curly for the breed (but not as curly as I've seen in other dobes), but at the same time some curl should be expected.

AKC vs FCI standard- despite the original standard stating the same as the AKC, once FCI ruled that dobes need to be natural all the time, the standard changed to define the higher tailset as correct since so many people had spent so many decades specifically breeding for an upright tail nub and thus immediately got curly tails when they stopped being allowed to dock.

[thelovelylolly]

Modern au!Poe (no sw) x f!reader meet cute, Poe is going with his dog on a walk to the park and reader is a dog magnet but shy and sort of afraid of people ♥️ please? 🙏🏻

Cute Dog (modern au)

Summary : While on your daily walk, you run into a cute dog and his good looking owner. Warnings : none :) Notes : i havent written for poe in a while, so im excited to write this! (not proof read btw)

With spring just around the corner, you looked forward to your daily walks through the park. Flowers blooming, trees regrowing their leaves, animals returning from hibernation. If you ignored the allergies, it was your favorite time of the year for walks.

After working from home all day, you were ready for some fresh air. You laced up your converse, put on your hoodie and grabbed your headphones before leaving your apartment. You were lucky, your apartment was right across from a park with a bunch of paths.

You put your headphones on and hit play on your music before walking across the street to the park.

You were about half way through your walk when you heard barking. At first, you brushed it off as some dog just barking. It was a city park, there were bound to be dogs around. But the barking got louder and closer.

You looked down and saw a corgi racing towards you. You stopped, taking your headphones off as the corgi jumped onto your legs. You laughed, bending down to give the corgi some pets.

"Hey there, bud, what are you doing?" You asked, crouching so you could look at the tag. As you continued to scratch behind the corgi's ears, you lifted the shiny tag. "Bee-bee? Where's your owner, Bee-bee?"

You noticed the orange leash attached to the collar, grabbing it so Bee-bee wouldn't run away. You continued to pet Bee-bee, causing his tail to wag even more.

"Bee-bee!"

You looked up and saw a man running towards you, clearly out of breath. You quickly stood up, the leash still in hand, and watched as the man slowed to a stop, catching his breath. As you looked at him, you took in his features. His curly black hair, the stubble on his jawline, his shirt hanging just low enough to show the shiny chain underneath.

He was very handsome, making you suddenly shy.

"I'm so sorry about him. Sometimes he just gets excited over nothing and runs off," the man said, his hand on his hips as he ran his other hand through his hair.

"I-it's fine," you replied quietly, handing the leash over. "He's a cute dog."

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure my friends only visit to see him," he joked. "I"m Poe, by the way."

You told him your name then started to play with the hem of your sleeve, your attention going to that. Poe started to walk away, but Bee-Bee stayed put, still looking at you.

You looked up and saw Poe trying to get Bee-bee to go, but Bee-bee wouldn't budge.

"Looks like he likes you," Poe said, smiling a little.

"I guess he does," you answered, bending down to pet Bee-bee again.

You could feel Poe's eyes on you, making you a bit nervous, but you just kept petting Bee-bee. Maybe if you pet him enough, he'd get bored and would leave with Poe.

After a moment, Poe spoke up. "Uh, I know this may be a bit forward, but would you want to get some coffee sometime?" He asked.

You looked up. "What?"

"I mean, you and Bee-bee get along and you seem really sweet, so I just thought we could talk over coffee or something? If not, that's totally fine. I know this is kind of forward and out of nowhere."

You stood back up, a soft smile on your face. "I'd, um, I'd like that."

"Great! Would the cafe down the block work tomorrow morning? Around 10?"

"Yeah, that should work," you replied. "As long as you bring Bee-bee, too."

Poe laughed and you two said your goodbyes. You started to walk away, a pep in your step now. You were excited to see the cute corgi again, but you were mainly excited to see his handsome owner.

#poe dameron x reader #poe dameron x you #poe dameron fanfiction #poe dameron fanfic #poe dameron modern au #star wars modern au #star wars fanfiction #star wars fanfic

[sonicfanthenightfury5099]

What dating a Werewolf Michael Myers would include:

Note: This HeadCannon is based on my Halloween AU Howlloween, where Michael is a Werewolf. This post may contain some NSFW topics, so Minors DNI and readers beware.

Part 2

Watching out for his Large claws, those and his Teeth are his weapons when he's Wolf out

Michael is very protective of you, especially knowing of his curse that he has. He'll make sure you're safe especially when he's out on his nightly hunts in Haddonfield.

Due to his lycanthropy, his strength doubled and heightened his sense. But he learned to control his strength being with you. You would've had you back snapped like a twig if he did.

Michael's change can be controlled, he can change at will and can do it day or night soooo be cautious around him when he decides to Wolf out.

Michael would take you on a ride on his back and run through the woods in his Wolf forme.

When it comes the day, you want to have a baby with him. He won't protest he wants a little litter of pups.

Michael doesn't want to infected you with this curse, so he keeps to soft love bites.

When you first met Michael, he was in between his transformation into his wolf forme. Making eye contact is what cause him to target you, but when he did catch you he was going to attack you, making you his dinner it was something about you that made him want you. He let you go afterwards, but later in the night he'll swing by to see you.

When he's human, he's wearing that white mask with the blank expression cause he's not comfortable around you yet.

But when he is comfortable, he'll take it off he'll put it back on when he's out hunting.

When he wolf outs his fur down his back and his Mane is curly due to his hair being curly. Dark brown with light shade in his fur with yellow eyes.

Getting him into a bath will be hard if he just goes in himself. But if you're in the shower, he's joining you.

Michael will eat big portions of red meat cause the whole Werewolf thing he has going. At the Sanatorium, when he wolf outs the staff gave him a live animal to feast on. So you better buy a lot of meat when you go out to for groceries.

Get him some pants that are baggy and have spandex in them cause he wrecks his pants from the whole changing into a monster part.

(NSFW) In the bed, he's giving you a great time. The increased stamina he has he'll be going at it till he busts.

(NSFW) He might change during the act, causing you to feel him getting bigger. When does eventually bust he howls when he's fully transformed. You may have to ask him to change back cause he might hurt you with them claws he has.

Giving him a belly rub when he's in his Wolf forme is a plus for him.

Scratch behind his ears, he loves it.

Scratching him in that spot will have him doing that classic dog leg movement and tail waging.

When he's human, he'll give you a kiss on the forehead and a kiss on cheek. But he'll steal a kiss on your lips, you'll have to steal one too before he puts his mask on.

When he's a wolf, get ready for wet nose and wolf kisses. Full on wet tongue on the face type kiss. Just make sure it doesn't get into your mouth that's how you can turn.

Give him lots of love, he'll give you a gift. Knowing him, it will probably be a Deer he caught while hunting.

#michaelmyers #werewolfau #michael myers x reader #werewolves #halloween1978 #howlloween

[f1-disaster-bi]

Charlando anon heree. After seeing the picture of Charles with the little puppy from Doni Nahmias, can you maybe write where Charles adopts the puppy and surprises Lando? <3

The pictures have me absolutely just adkfha because 1. so so so so adorable but 2. why is he carrying it like I carry my purse 🥺😂

But absolutely I can write something for my dearest Charlando Anon ❤️

Charles was vibrating with excitement as he made his way home. He couldn't stop grinning, and every time he glanced at his passenger seat when stopped at a red light, his grin only grew with the adorable sight beside him. There, resting in a little wicker basket filled with the softest bedding and blankets, was the most adorable little puppy that Charles had ever set his eyes on. The little guy was fast asleep, snuggled down into the blankets and the little soft toy Charles had brought with him. His fur was a medium brown colour, and curly. His friend who worked for the shelter had told him that the pup, nicknamed Brownie, was the runt of the litter and had been abandoned. He seemed to be a miniature mix of a poodle and golden retriever but they hadn't been too sure of his ancestry. Charles was just happy to be giving the little guy a good home, and excited to surprise Lando with the pup when he got home. They'd been talking about adopting a dog for months now, and had agreed that they weren't specifically looking for any breed or even a puppy. Charles had gone to the shelter to have a look, and hadn't expected to fall in love with a dog straight away but the pup had toddled straight into his lap the first time he had met him, and fallen asleep. He reminded him so much of Lando that he had immediately applied to adopt him. It had been hard to hide the supplies from Lando that he'd been buying the last few weeks while visiting the shelter to make sure Brownie was doing well. When he'd finally gotten the go ahead to take him home today, Charles had been watching the clock tick down until he could go get their newest addition. The little pup made a snuffling sound as Charles stopped the car in their driveway. He reached out, scratching behind his ears softly as Brownie made a goofy face at him and relaxed again. "Let's go meet your other parent, yes?", Charles grinned as he carefully got himself and the pup out of the car and into his new home, "Lando, baby? I have a surprise!" "If it's another ugly pair of pants, we're getting a divorce", Lando called out from the kitchen, making Charles roll his eyes as he set the basket down gently. The pup stirred, letting out a big yawn as he looked up at Charles and started wagging his little tail so hard he nearly knocked himself over. Charles cooed softly, petting the puppy softly as it wriggled closer to the edge of the basket where Charles was sitting beside it. "Oh my god", Lando gasped as he entered the room, freezing a little as he looked between Charles and the puppy, "Did you....you adopted a puppy?" "I did. He reminded me so much of you, and look at him", Charles smiled as the puppy licked at his fingers, "I couldn't say no" Lando didn't say anything else. He just carefully approached them and dropped to his knees before the basket. Charles watched as his partner offered the puppy his hand to sniff and the smile that erupted along with soft giggles as the puppy licked at his fingers. He petted the little pup for a few moments before he picked him up and cuddled him to his chest before kissing his head. Charles managed to snap a picture of the moment before Lando was looking at him again. The little pup already drifting off to sleep in his arms. "Does he have a name?", Lando asked as Charles moved to sit beside him and scratch his ears gently, "Cause he kinda looks like a Steven" "He was nicknamed Brownie, but I think Steven suits him", Charles smiled as the puppy let out a soft happy sound, "Oh, I think he likes that. Maybe Steve for short?" "Our little Steve", Lando agreed as he leaned in to kiss Charles's cheek, "Steven for when he's bold but I don't think this little guy has a bold bone in his body, do you Steve?" All they got in return was a little snore that had them both grinning like idiots.

This is Steve:

#charlando anon #charlando #charles/lando #lando/charles

[fluffyhare]

im already curious abt the new OC!! Ingrid looks so lovely~

what inspired the head shape, btw? im also very intrigued by the "one grade ahead" comment... lil Avery in school :((((( /pos so adorable

Hello! I am touched by your interest in her, thank you! 💙 She is based on cirrus clouds, pictured above.

I'm going to infodump a bit here, because clouds are my special interest (shocking nobody, haha) and all of my characters are based on real science. I'll put it under a cut, because I know not everybody appreciates my long-winded expositions, and that's perfectly okay. 💙 I'll talk a bit about your second point toward the end.

I'll start with Avery, since he's the one you know!

Avery was inspired by cumulonimbus clouds, which are the only genus of cloud that can produce all types of weather conditions. While nimbostratus can produce rain, snow, and sleet, only cumulonimbus can create thunder, lightning, and even tornadoes (if they get angry enough). All clouds can fluctuate in size, but cumulonimbus are able to grow larger and are physically stronger than any other genus. Cumulonimbus clouds, like all genera, also have their own species; Avery, specifically, is a cumulonimbus calvus (flat bottom, puffy top). If you were to touch Avery's skin, you would be able to feel that there's a storm inside of him. Looking closely, you would see that his internal "texture" is always shifting and moving. Cumulonimbus clouds always have a mixed composition (a mixture of water and ice crystals), and they can span all layers of the troposphere, so their internal temperate can fluctuate.

Worth mentioning here is that being of a specific genus or species does not mean anything for a cloud's personality; they can vary as much as human personalities can. It would be wrong to make assumptions about a cloud's about disposition based on their appearance (which, by the way -- any cloud can have any body type. The form/shape of their body is not determined by their genus or species, only their head shape, physical abilities and composition).

That said, all cloudkind are generally friendly and altruistic; they exist in a society that is based on compassion and interest in the welfare of its members, not competition.

Ingrid is based on cirrus clouds, specifically, cirrus unicus (pictured above). In Latin, the name means "curly hooks"; they are generally thin, whispy clouds, sometimes also called mares' tails. Cirrus is the only genus that contains the unicus species. Unlike cumulonimbus, cirrus clouds can only form at high altitudes and are composed of ice crystals, which is why she is always cold and would be cold to the touch, too. Optical phenomena, like sun dogs, halos, and cloud iridescence are often associated with cirrus clouds. They cannot produce weather phenomena, but they are often an indicator that stormy weather is coming soon.

On Avery and Ingrid's relationship, they grew up together, and their families are very close. Education is incredibly important in cloud society and is, of course, free and accessible for everyone. I'm planning on writing more about them and their friendship in the future. :3 I think they would have been so cute as kids, too! Personally, I have worked around children for much of my career, I have a huge heart for kids and find them fascinating.

Importantly, if I ever draw my characters as children, it will be for storybuilding purposes only and will NOT involve tickling. Canonically, tickling does not even exist as a concept in Cirropa, and Avery is the only cloud who has ever left.

#ask #fluffylore #avery nimbus #ingrid aurora

[fryingpan1234567]

That Hermitcraft hero AU list I promised

yeah. here you go (:

edit: no art for y’all lol if you saw the original post congrats, but if you happened to have aphantasia or are just not good at visualizing, sorry! no art, it doesn’t go over well lmao

happy reading!

Impulse: SV

powers: electricity + thunder

info: he’s really good with press lol he usually goes on missions with kids because they all love him- during the day, the iDimpy factory ‘bought’ the Hermit Compound and ‘converted it to a chocolate factory’ and Impulse runs it lol (dw it’s still for superheroes, the bottom couple levels were just edited a bit HE MAKES REALLY GOOD CANDY)

appearance: MR. IMPULSE AS WILLY WONKA MY BELOVED (his super suit is metal like Iron Man and has a glowing yellow i in the middle)

Zed: Worm Man

powers: sheep [: (NO HIS NAME DOESN’T MAKE SENSE IT’S FOR THE MEME)

info: fs a mad scientist- he teaches middle school science during the day XD

appearance: blond, blue eyes, ram horns that he tells his students is just a headband, lab coat + goggles even when not in the lab lol- his super suit is just. Worm Man. you know

Tango: Blaze

powers: fire + can change back and forth between super form and civilian 

info: he’s super funny lol 

appearance: yellow hair that looks like fire (it is actually on fire in super form), red eyes, sharp teeth in super form, if you’ve seen @lunarcrown ‘s Tango art that’s the fit style I’m thinking for the super suit

Keralis: Cyclopes

powers: siren Keralis my beloved

info: he loves kids but has kind of a spooky look to him- don’t worry, they warm up to him eventually and even call him Papa K!!

appearance: larger than average eyes but is otherwise basically normal lol his super fit is just like Aquaman style yk lots of scales

Bdubs: Apollo

powers: photokinesis

info: shreepy boi, moss hoodie, short (don’t tell him)

appearance: floofy brown hair held back w/ a red bandana, Latino, super fit is just a Greek chiton lol (he’s glowing bright enough you can’t even see him most of the time)

Ren: Red King

powers: werewolf

info: he can control which form and how he acts in said forms pretty much always- scary wolf hulk for bad guys and fluffy puppy for kids

appearance: in human form he has ears and a tail :DD

• Doc: 77

powers: let’s imagine a cross between the Hulk, the Winter Soldier, and a creeper

info: he is very good at fighting (: he’s cyborg and has green in super form

appearance: literally like seven feet tall

Scar: the Wizard

powers: telekinesis, magic

info: he is actually disabled, he just uses telekinesis to walk around as a super lol (HE HAS A MASSIVE MAGIC CAT THAT HE DISGUISES AS A NORMAL ONE DURING THE DAY)

appearance: covered in scars (obvi), bright green eyes, suit is Hot Guy fit

Cub: Bear

powers: Vex wings, skulk

info: he’s very friendly, but his super state is, uh… possessed. by the Deep Dark. I’m sure it’s fine

appearance: dark curly hair, galaxy eyes in super form but otherwise normal blue, super fit is just him covered in skulk- I’m thinking Venom vibes (SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS CONCEPT)

Grian: Evo

powers: BIGASS PARROT WINGS (and advanced sight)

info: pesky bird boy lmao he does the Jurassic Park claw tap thing when he’s hunting + on stealth missions

appearance: yeah he’s got bird feet lol he doesn’t leave the compound very much bc he can’t really disguise or lie about that

Pearl: Moth

powers: moth wings + antennae

info: she is in fact an alien but it’s okay she’s very nice unless she’s hunting with her dogs

appearance: again wings and antennae, brown hair with lighter streaks, purple eyes, super fit is like Storm/ Starfire

Gem: Dawn

powers: fire but in sunset yellow/ orange/ red/ purple colors lol

info: she’s actually descended from Gaelic royalty lmao

appearance: deer horns, orange hair which in super form turns to a fire ombré like Starfire, suit has pink honeycomb patterns

• Cleo: Medusa

powers: necromancy and turning people to stone (:

info: she died in Ancient Greece and rose as a zombie after Hades, who fell in love with her, granted her “life”. she is immortal 

appearance: a zombie lol (but a hot one I promise you) with orange snakes for hair

Stress: Monster

powers: flower queennn

info: she doesn’t like dark/ stealth missions as much, but she’s all for patrol whenever

appearance: always has a flower crown for some reason?? eyes glow pink when she uses her powers and the suit is like that one fanart of Isabella from Encanto as Spider-Man

Iskall: Doom

powers: lmao they’re just a cyborg

info: a very nice person, they just can’t seem to say hello correctly

appearance: brown hair, cyber eye, tol, they pretty much wear the suit everywhere and tells people it’s cosplay and they’re their own biggest fan

Etho: Kitsune

powers: snow/ ice/ illusion mist

info: he may have accidentally adopted the New York Governer lmao whoops (he hates kids except for this one)

appearance: white hair, mask to cover scars, one red eye damaged by redstone, really tall, white fox ears and nine tails in super form

xB: Crafted

powers: Black Widow style with a big white wolf (he and Jellie get along I promise)

info: we love him but he’s an antisocial dork

appearance: black hair, blue eyes, literally just. a guy. he’s a guy. he wears fins behind his ears so people think he’s more dangerous lol

Hypno: Memorizd

powers: memory wipe + telepathy

info: he’s the main one who deals with civilians lol especially if they saw something they weren’t supposed to 

appearance: aaaalways wears the black bandana over their hair, tol, emo /j- the suit is like a ninja

Wels: the Knight

powers: lmao he’s a knight idk what to tell you

info: he’s a knight with standard knight principles, but he’s chill about it. he likes theater but makes fun of the fact that he likes theater lol

appearance: blond, blue eyes, tol, he fights in a modern-looking suit of armor that keeps most of its medieval design

• Jevin: Slimer

powers: slime boi (like Frozone x Honey Lemon but slime yk)

info: he’s in the same boat as Grian- there’s really no disguising being made entirely of slime

appearance: teal slime lol (it runs in the family) supposedly he’s got a way to turn more human-looking but he hasn’t quite figured it out yet

Xisuma: Void

powers: time, space, and interdimensional portals!!

info: he and his twin are the leaders of their own groups, and they’re actually from another dimension and can’t breathe oxygen

appearance: that’s why he always wears a helmet! it’s his bones suit :DD

False

powers: superstrength, but she doesn’t use it very often

info: she’s like the Hermits’ resident suit maker that’s what she does lol

appearance: blonde choppy hair held back with welding goggles, brown eyes, covered in freckles

Mumbo

powers: none unless you count exceptional redstone skills

info: tech guy!! when someone busts something, they go straight to Mumbo

appearance: black hair, mustache (because of course), tol??, suit. always. Mumbo what

Joe

powers: none

info: the medic, because lord knows they need one

appearance: green hair lol

Beef

powers: none, but he’s really good with knives 

info: he makes the food and potions, but the Hermits keep telling him not to wear that bloodstained apron around everywhere. it’s suspicious

appearance: again with the apron, and he’s scarily buff. kids are scared of him but he’s very nice really

~~~~~

Impulse had known for a very long time that he wasn’t exactly… normal.

Which isn’t a bad thing! But, the static shock people got when they touched him while he didn’t feel a thing, storms brewing when he had less-than-ideal days, and really mostly the fact that his phone never died when he held it- the charge almost seemed to be going up- all that did not seem ordinary.

So when he was recruited for a hero team because everyone at his school had apparently reported his strangeness, he wasn’t exactly surprised. But he was definitely ready to make a difference.

~

So Zed was some kind of sheep/ human hybrid. Did that make life a lot more difficult? In some ways, yes, but mostly no.

See, he had really good hearing. And he never had to worry about riding his skateboard, because his balance was always perfect and his skull was uncrackable. Plus he can jump like five feet on solid ground, which is pretty sick.

But people still thought he was weird. They all knew he’d grow up to be a hero… or a villain. So there was always a thin line of separation from the rest of the world, like they wanted to treat him like a fragile thing that could potentially attempt to end the world in the near future.

He would never, of course. But the only place he could really find contentment was with the Hermits.

~

Tango had discovered his powers in a… less pleasant manner.

Basically all he remembered was yelling. It was scary, he was seven years old, and… something just broke.

Then there was fire.

His parents, as far from that title as they were, did not make it out. Somehow, he managed to escape unscathed. Physically, anyways.

Foster care was pretty lame, but it was better than his old home life. Still, the only people he views as family are his team.

~

Keralis had loved singing for as long as he could remember. Especially because everyone loved to listen!

His mother had come from the sea, and his father was a fisherman. Keralis liked that his parents were sort of like a fairy tale. His mother taught him how to sing when he was young, but especially to control what he sang. She said he could really hurt people, and while at the time he didn’t know what that meant, he went along with it.

Until one day at a summer camp, they had a screaming contest (they were middle schoolers, don’t question it). Every window in the camp shattered, and six kids had to go home with ruptured eardrums.

He was immediately handed over to the American Hero Monitoring compound. There, he met X and Bdubs, and they didn’t mind his voice. Plus his parents visited on weekends! The only thing he loves more than singing is being a hero.

~

Bdubs and his brother had learned early on that not everyone likes heroes.

Maybe they shouldn’t have shown people that the two of them could play catch with a ball made of actual light, because they were then immediately accused of witchcraft. Witchcraft, really? Is this the sixteenth century?

Their family was forced to move to New York, and the AHM got ahold of both boys not long after. Because they bragged once, to a bunch of classmates in a small-town school that they’d been going to their entire lives. Bdubs opted to be a hero; show people that he can be good, but Puncenge wasn’t quite ready to forgive them all. He promised he wouldn’t ever use his powers for bad, but when he broke out of the compound with X’s twin, Bdubs didn’t go with.

The rest of the Hermits would probably kill him if they found out he was still in contact with one of America’s biggest supervillains.

~

There was a famous werewolf cryptid in Britain, and a lot of people were after him.

The original Hermit Initiative Program, with only Keralis, Xisuma, Tango, and Bdubs- well, their first mission was to capture him. Luckily, it wasn’t all that difficult.

See, Ren was not a monster. Most of the time he lived in town and was just… a normal dude. On the days where he was too sore or lazy to put a hat on and hide his tail somewhere inconvenient, he just let people believe he was a furry, because he couldn’t give less of a fuck.

So tracking down a guy with literal wolf ears and a tail wasn’t difficult, especially when he wasn’t doing much to hide. Ren was more than happy to get away from the hunters and to a place where he could just live and be normal.

~

Doc was the result of several government experiments- none of them good.

When scientists had discovered a new species of what looked like furry green things that walked on three legs and looked sad all the time, they figured whatever it was should be kept hidden from the public.

Especially after one of them blew a crater in the side of a mountain and killed three people. 

A recently convicted scientist himself was selected to be, uh… tested on. It was a lot of blood and pain, but hey, that’s not a bad exchange for immortality and infinite explosive material.

~

Scar lost mobility in his legs thanks to a particularly risky mission in his rookie days- he got every civilian out, but there was definitely a cost.

It’s okay though!! His telekinesis allows him to move freely when he’s super-ing, and he has a big magical cat to keep him company at home. He was more than thrilled when there was an offer extended to him to be a Hermit, although he found it funny that it took them so long to locate him (a disabled person could never be a hero! *cough* Daredevil haters *cough*)

~

Cub was a scientist who… may have flown a little too close to the sun. See, he wanted powers, and he was successfully able to give himself wings! Unfortunately for him, he was too curious to stop there.

See, he’d found something called skulk deep, deep underground, in a buried city he and his team were excavating. Something big and very, very loud kept killing them whenever they took more than a few steps in, though, so the site was declared off-limits to everyone.

But Cub snuck in by himself, all the way to the center of the city. There was a portal there, and when he stepped through it… well, he either met God or Satan. Either way, now he’s basically Venom but with a much better color scheme, and he can no longer die! The only catch is that he’s a little bit possessed when using his powers, but the Hermits are there to look out for him.

~

Grian learned how to hunt very quickly and very suddenly, on the day superheroes were made illegal around the world.

Because, well, the best of the best were after him.

A bird boy! And a pesky one at that! Who used to be a hero! Everyone wanted to get their hands on Evo, and unfortunately, Grian was forced into hiding. Not that it was difficult- he had wings and razor sharp talons, so it wasn’t like anyone non-super could really get to him, but that didn’t stop people from trying.

He’s all for staying in the Hermit compound all day. It means he can lay out pranks while all the normal people are at work.

~

So maybe Pearl was born in Area 51. That didn’t exactly make her an alien. Maybe. Probably. 

Listen. She has wings and antennae, plus a big pretty spaceship DNA-encoded to her, but did that mean she wasn’t from Earth? Of course not! There are plenty of weird people there. Plus, her ancestors were worshiped by the people of Sanctuary. It’s like… fine.

She’s happy to be a hero, of course. When she got an in on the most prestigious hero group in America (Australia was totally dominated by some clown who looked like a gingerbread man), she was absolutely all in. Hermits are better than some lazer beam, anyways.

~

When Gem transitioned, she didn’t think it would come with fire powers. But hey, bonus.

She kept her antlers, but she actually liked that part. Her people didn’t see her as any less of a princess or priestess, if anything they loved her more for bringing that kind of power to their city, Dawn, which she took for her hero alias.

She had two groups she was a part of, actually, plus with the business of being Gaelic royalty to a group of people previously thought to be extinct, she had a full schedule. But she of course wouldn’t trade it for the world.

~

Cleo lived in Locri, Italy, way back in Ancient Greek times. She loved her patron goddess, Persephone, and didn’t actually mind Hades. She worked in the city’s mausoleum and crypt, so she got used to death pretty quick.

Well, Hades took a particular interest in her. Not that he could do anything, of course, she was a priestess of both him and his wife. But he harbored a crush of sorts all the way through her life.

She did die. She was mortal, after all. But she was so gorgeous, Hades couldn’t bear that loss, so… he granted her eternal ‘life’. She was green and missing a few pieces and was messily sewn together, plus her fiery orange hair had turned to snakes like Medusa’s, but she walked the earth again.

She never died again. She can’t, which makes her the ideal hero, although she won’t hesitate to paralyze you for a comment about her hourglass shape-

~

Honestly, Stress didn’t even want to be a hero, mostly. She owned a flower shop and she’d gotten there with the help of exactly zero men, and she didn’t have an interest in changing the world or anything.

Only problem- she had superpowers, and they were sort of hard to contain. Whenever she got antsy, cacti started to grow out of her carpet under her feet, and after getting those stupid invisible thorns stuck between her toes one too many times, she decided to get out and do things with her powers.

The Hermits were happy to have her, and she’s happy to report that she and the other girls are almost their own little team within the big group- and they’re fine-tuned to perfection.

~

Iskall’s modifications were actually their choice. There was an offer by some mysterious guy in a suit to be rich and powerful beyond belief, and since they were sick of living on the street, they took it.

So they ripped an arm and an eye out. Was it worth it? Definitely. 

No one makes fun of them anymore, for being NB or anything else, and they did pay them a lot. The only catch was singing onto a government sanctioned hero organization, and they were happy to go with their girlfriend to the Hermits. She slapped them for being an idiot and allowing themself to be experimented on, but she was happy to have them along.

~

If you don’t know what a Kitsune is, it’s a Japanese mythical creature that has two forms: fox and human (usually female). They’re kind of like sirens, and they’re absolutely stunning, but very manipulative and usually malicious.

Etho picked the name for the fact that he’s like half fox lol not that he’s evil; his ears and nine tails match the color of his hair. He is in fact immortal, but he doesn’t find that out until someone tries to off him and it just… doesn’t work. He can scar and be wounded, yeah, but death can never catch him.

~

There are a number of ways to become an assassin. Maybe you were raised since you were a kid. Maybe you were drafted by the government to cut back your sentence Suicide Squad-style. xB signed on in high school for extra credit.

Yeah, his history teacher was secretly a hitman, and students could sign a contract of silence to go on missions for extra credit. Sounds sketch, but it wasn’t terrible. He learned how to kill a man in over a hundred ways just with his hands and didn’t have to learn a thing about the Cold War through all of high school.

He decided just killing people was sort of immoral… although mostly that if he got good enough heroes would start to notice him. He figured if he couldn’t outrun them, he’d better join. And it was a good thing he did- he got his car-sized dog because of it.

~

Hypno was the most popular kid in his school for one reason: he had control over people’s memories. When someone asked him to make their teacher forget a due date, it magically happened. If an admin found out and tried to stop him, he wiped that as well.

Maybe he got a little carried away. He panicked one day and used it on his parents, only he put in too much effort in his lack of control, and… next thing he knew they were asking who he was and why he was in their house.

He hid from the AHM for as long as he could, thinking he’d be arrested. When they finally did track him down, they agreed to not throw him in a cell on one condition: join the Hermits. Honestly, not a bad deal.

~

In high school, Wels was… a huge nerd.

Yeah, he was on the varsity football team. But all his real passion went into theater and larping.

He and his twin brother, who was in the same boat, were exploring an abandoned excavation site behind their house one night, when the floor caved and they fell into the depths of what looked like an old buried building.

There were voices. The boys were knighted by ghosts and gifted unbreakable suits of armor. They left that site and had to pretend like everything was normal and fine with their lives. It came with a dope sword though, so who’s complaining?

~

Being made entirely of slime was cool because you couldn’t really be injured, but not as great because of how plain weird that made you.

Jevin and his cousin Charlie, who was also a hero, were in fact made of slime, as is their whole family. It’s just a weird gene that no one will specify on, but Jev doesn’t really mind.

The thing is, he’s resistant/ immune to pretty much everything. Extreme temperatures just sort of make him slower, and everything else goes through him or gets stuck in him. Not all that convenient, but it’s a nice perk when saving people. He doesn’t have to worry about himself.

~

Xisuma and his twin are the most powerful beings to ever exist.

Both of them can open portals through space, time, and other dimensions. They’re the only recorded people with that kind of power, ever. It makes them good leaders, but when one is constantly trying to destroy the world while the other is always trying to stop that from happening, scales balance out. If they were on the same side, there would be zero crime anywhere. Ever.

~

False started her business building little robots to make people’s lives easier, like a Roomba modified for carpet or a drone that pathfinds from your fridge to your living room to deliver drinks, and then it evolved from there. 

When it started to get a bit too big to handle, that’s when she conveniently met Mumbo.

The two of them had been working on something highly illegal- a weaponized drone in the shape of a person to be piloted around like a dummy hero- when Evo and Medusa fell right through their warehouse roof, singed around the edges and badly hurt.

Mumbo and  False’s service was so highly rated, the Hermits decided to officially adopt them into their team.

~

Joe and Beef share a kitchen/ lab, which is a good thing, because they’re kind of in the same field. Beef makes potions and food, and Joe is the healer. They’ve always been Hermits, as in assigned by the AHM always.

When various Hermits come in to steal food Beef usually throws either the nearest piece of fruit or a knife, whichever is closest to his hand. Everyone knows you don’t touch the cookies until you have express permission.

And Joe has patched up so many burns, bullet wounds, and stabs, that stitches are literally a no-brainer and he can be watching a movie in the background without a problem. It’s much more fun when heroes are made legal again so he can actually repair real damage made by supervillains.

The Hermits love them, don’t worry, no matter how many needles or knives are pointed their way.

~~~~~

so! there you go! please, PLEASE ask me to write stuff for this au, because I’m more than happy to do any hero scenario you can think of! if you want a villain list I’m sure that can be achieved, and although they’re mostly just Helsmits, it’s a fun concept.

so you know, think up a mission and send it my way. I’m so ready. what did you think?

#Hermitcraft #hero au #impulsesv #zedaph #tango tek #keralis #bdubs #docm77 #rendog #GTWS #goodtimeswithscar #cubfan #grian #pearlescentmoon #geminitay #zombiecleo #stressmonster #iskall #etho #xbcrafted #hypnotizd #welsknight #ijevin #xisumavoid #xisuma #falsesymmetry #mumbo jumbo #joehills #vintagebeef

[eeveeas123]

My Fakemon Creations! (No visuals/drawings at the moment) 💛Serveepal💛 🩷Inspiration🩷My autism service dog along with the red and white colours of the Canada flag 💜Appearance💜Mostly white with red marks made to resemble the vest of the average service dog, long black eyelashes, black eyes, 4 black paws, red heart on its face, floppy ears, 2 red stripes on each leg, smooth fur, long skinny tail, around the average size for a Labrador Retriever 💚Type💚Fairy/Normal 🤎Pokédex Entries🤎”This intelligent Pokémon loves nothing more than pleasing its trainer, because of its skill range, it is a common service Pokémon” “A bond is crucial for this Pokémon to perform at its best, however, if you are so much as nice to it, it’ll soon grow very attached” ❤️Learnable Moves❤️Baby-Doll Eyes, Body Slam, Calm Mind, Charm, Covet, Dazzling Gleam, Detect, Dig, Double Team, Draining Kiss, Extrasensory, Extreme Speed, False Swipe, Force Palm, Headbutt, Heal Pulse, Helping Hand, Howl, Hyper Voice, Lick, Moonblast, Mud-Slap, Play Rough, Rapid Spin, Return, Swift 🩵Abilities🩵Cute Charm/Clear Body 🧡Other🧡Gender ratio is 50%M 50%F, does not evolve 💛Brainbring💛 🩷Inspiration🩷A mix between a queen, hairless cat and the concept of some people not understanding autistics (I’ll explain soon in its Pokédex entry) 💜Appearance💜Tiny, completely hairless beige body, pointy ears, curly grey tail, red eyes, wears a bright green crown with a red flower gem on it, large sharp claws 💚Type💚Psychic/Grass 🤎Pokédex Entries🤎”This Pokémon has the power to hypnotize people and make them giddy, strangely, it doesn’t work very well on people with a certain neurological disorder” “It can be difficult to raise due to its love of ‘happy’ hypnotism but a trainer’s patience will eventually pay off, it dislikes loud city noises” ❤️Learnable Moves❤️Acrobatics, Astonish, Attract, Bounce, Captivate, Confuse Ray, Confusion, Energy Ball, Fake Out, Flatter, Glare, Grassy Terrain, Heal Block, Hex, Hone Claws, Hypnosis, Lash Out, Leaf Storm, Leech Seed, Magical Leaf, Psybeam, Psychic Terrain, Rest, Strength Sap 🩵Abilities🩵Unnerve/Telepathy 🧡Other🧡Gender ratio is 50%M 50%F, does not evolve

#eeveeas123 #pokémon #pokémon games #autism #service dog #autism service dog #pokémon sv #pokémon scarlet and violet #pokemon #fakemon #pokemon sv #scarlet and violet #pokemon scarlet and violet

[abellaheart-blog]

Picrew Links

Picrew Recommendations with Links. I listed about 20+ Picrew makers, many are Male and Female Friendly. Descriptions are what to expect. I tried to recommend cute picrew makers since I know its hard finding good ones. Many have limited options for skin tones but I recommended a good amount with various skin tones. Some include Halloween options, blood, elf, animal ears/tails or antlers, demon features, wings, references to disney, hello kitty, sailor moon, animes, etc. I also recommended a goth girl maker, a plus size friendly maker, a barbie maker, many male friendly ones too, and so much more.

Cute Chubby Maker- This is the best picrew I could find for all my thick queens and kings.

Picrew Link

Male and Female Friendly, Various skin tones, beard options, tons of hairstyles, eyes, accessories, clothes, lipsticks, animal companions on shoulder, earring options w/ reference to sailor moon and hello kitty, glasses options, hand poses, Lgbtq backgrounds and badges, extra facial features. This has so much to offer.

2. Poicon Maker: Picrew Link

Tons of skin tone options, clothing, Female and Male friendly, so much options. Tons of accessories, clothing, backgrounds, hairstyles, curly hair friendly, etc. Lgbtq backgrounds

3. Picrew LInk

Various skin tones! Male and Female friendly, wings, horns, animal ears, elves, tails, tons of accessories and clothing options, various glasses, various hair color and eye color as well as hair styles, the eye options are awesome: heart eyes, heart broken, swirly eyes, etc. plenty hand options, so much more

4. Picrewの「はりねず版男子メーカー」でつくったよ！ Picrew Link

Picrew both Male and Female friendly. Only one skin tone. Features include tons of eyes colors, hair colors, hairstyles and mouths. Clothing options: not a lot of options about 16 and they're basic, theres many options for accessories. Extra Features: Dog ears, Cat ears, Masks, Freckles, Blushing, Dark under eyes, etc.

5. Taybee Character Maker: Picrew Link

Various skin tones, Female/Feminine, Tons of options for lashes, eyes, mouths, hairstyles, hair colors, accessories, clothing, hair colors Extra Features: Bunny ears, cat ears, wolf ears, horns, glasses, eye patches, hand poses, etc.

6. Picrew Link

Only 1 Skin tone and Female/Feminine but tons and tons of accessories/clothing, hair styles, hair colors, eyes, hand poses, etc

7. Bee's Character Maker: Picrew Link

Male and Female Friendly, Various accessory options, hand poses, some skin tones not many, horns, glasses, pet rat, does have freckles, scars, beards, etc. Clothing options are limited but good handful to choose from. Also good handful of hair colors, eyes, and eye color. Lgbtq badges

8. Picrew Link

Female/Feminine, limited skin tones, many options for hair color, eyes, mouths, hair styles, eye colors, tons of clothing, glasses, accessories, good handful of backgrounds and colors. Extra features: demon tails, horns, bunny ears, cat ears, freckles.

9. Picrew Link

Male/Masculine! Handful of skin tones but a ton of hair style options for long and short hair, tons of hair colors, good selection of clothing (formal and casual), plenty of eyes, mouths, noses, accessories, glasses, animal ears, various hand poses, tons and tons of accessories, tails, wings, backgrounds and colors.

10. Picrew Link

Female/Feminine, 3 skin tones light and tanned, tons and tons of accessories, clothing, hairstyles, hair colors, eyes, mouths, limited backgrounds but some colors to choose from.

11. Picrew Link

Female/Feminine, Only 1 Skin Tone option. However A ton of options, horns, elf ears, animal ears, glasses, accessories, hair colors, hair styles, tons of clothing options.

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12. Picrew Link

Female/Feminine. 1 skin tone option but variety of cute accessories, hand poses, hair color/eye colors and so much more.

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13. Picrew Link

Female/Feminine and only one skin tone but various options! Cute too. Plenty of outfits, accessories, nail polish options and backgrounds.

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14. TSIOX's Avatar Maker- Picrew Link

Male and Female Friendly, Various skin tones, hair color and eye colors. The clothing is casual and limited options but there's a bunch of fun options for hair styles, mouths, and some accessories.

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15. Magical Girl Maker 💞💖 This one had to be recommended since I added Sailor Moon as part of the cafe/matchups

Picrew Link

As the name applies, Female/Feminine. Only 3 skin tones for pale and tanned skin. Hair colors are colorful but no dark haired colors, same applies to eye colors. Various options for accessories, colors of clothing, eyes, mouths. Also eye patches, round glasses, tons of hair styles, scepters, cute color backgrounds and sailor moon references of course.

16. Kemo Witch Maker- Yet another must to recommend. Halloween themed but also beasts, witches, fairytale themed.

Picrew Link

Female and Male friendly, Various skin tone options, eye colors, eyes, hair styles, tons and tons of accessories, extras such as horns, wings, rogue, references to fairytales, story books, animal hybrid options such as tails and ears, familiars/pets, eye patches, Halloween options as well

17. Fluffy girl maker: Picrew Link

Note: Only 2 skin tones, Female/Feminine, elf ears, fairy wings, angel wings, multiple eye colors and hairstyles, limited clothing options and backgrounds but variety of accessories.

18. Picrew Maker

Female/Feminine. Various skin tones and hairstyles, lots of nice backgrounds and accessories to choose from

19. Plastic Girl is the title but it's a barbie maker!

As the name applies, Female/Feminine. Tons of skin tones! Lots and lots of hairstyles and hair colors, short hair and long hair, tons of accessories and makeup options, eyes, mouths, clothing, glasses, hand poses, lots of cute backgrounds, and more.

Picrew Link

20. Goth GF Generator

Picrew Link

As the name applies, Female/Feminine. Tons of skin tones, Several hair colors, lots of eye colors, hair styles, tons of accessories, tattoos, piercings, small details such as freckles beauty marks, makeup, tons of mouths to choose from, and so much more. No background options

21. Picrew Link

Male/Masculine, tons of skin tones, natural eye colors and hair colors, various hairstyles but for short hair, only 2 long hair options and they’re ponytails, various clothing options both casual and formal, various glasses, different facial hair options, tattoos, masks, piercings, etc.

22. Scuff's icon maker

Picrew Link

Male and Female Friendly, Various skin tones, facial hair options, can be Halloween themed, various choices are animal ears, antlers, demon, elf, lgbtq backgrounds and pins options, colorful background colors

23. Cbrplatanitos maker

Picrew Link

Male and Female friendly, tons of skin tone options, various eyes, facial extras like makeup art, various scars, facial hair, beards, beauty marks, piercings, tons of earrings, horns, elf ears, several plushies: fnaf, sonic, animal crossing, kirby, monster high, bts, vocoloids, and so many more recognizable characters. Animal companions on shoulders, Lgbtq backgrounds and pins.

References to among us, Jojo's bizzare adventure, Sanrio/Hello Kitty, Saiki Kusuo, south park, gir, video games, and so much more

#picrew maker #picrew #picrew avatar #avatar maker #not my art #art not by me #art not mine

[sonicasura]

Persona 5: Blast Tower Scramble

You can thank this post I stumbled upon for the further ramped up version of 'Peppino being P5 Joker's Dad. Going to get my hand on Antonblast once it comes out so there might be more whacky stuff. Enjoy.

This is similar to my original post but Peppino Spaghetti AND Anton Blast are Ren's parents. I won't go into details about how our boy is born other than it was unexpected with a side of cartoon nonsense. Universe figured might as drop a kid on them like a eldritch troll. Also considering Anton's design is partly based on Oni Masks, there is a personal headcanon that he has some Japanese heritage.

The two definitely had quite an interesting time when it came to raising Ren B(last) Spaghetti. Moles somehow joined the list of animal friends much to Anton's despair. Do know he was an exterminator at the time and the underground dwellers love to mess with him on the job.

Kid Ren said 'Too bad' so Anton has to be friendly to his son's three moles: Chomp, Scratch and A.B (short for Ankle Biter). Peppino was chuckling at the irony in the background cause his husband teased him about the rats/mice/raccoons. Maxxie, Anton's dog, doesn't really care much. Ren is like a Disney Princess but the kind who would sick his animal friends on someone.

Annie is the chaotic aunt to go with Gustavo's responsible uncle schtick. Half of the money in the swear jar is from her. (Anton makes up 38% while Peppino gets the remaining 12%.) She absolutely gave him a small hammer as a little kid and encourage him to whack his Pops Anton on the toes a few times. Or gave Ren enough sugar so he will torture his parents with a sugar rush later before babysitting time is up.

There is going to be further differences with Ren thanks to this change in parents. He looks the same as a human but in toon form, his skin is sheer lobster red. The group honestly thought Ren and his dad were Tengus for a hot second. Both are mischievously destructive after all.

I'm also in the group that supports Anton being demonic headcanon so guess whose half demon! Ren's demon nature had remained dormant for most his life as he never gotten into a situation to flare it awake. Well not for long thanks to Kaneshiro's Palace!

Ren was already feeling shitty and stressed at this point. The Palace of Avarice further eggs him on since Oni type Shadows are a common enemy throughout it so they are extra hostile in a territorial manner to him. Piggytron boss is what breaks the camel's back though.

Ren's demon form definitely takes after how Anton's is usually depicted. (Haven't made my design for him sadly. 🥲) Thick black fluffy fur covering his entire lower half alongside his upper arms, side burns to go along with his now long curly mane around the neck and go down the entire back. Goat hooves replacing his toes while his fingers are replaced for razor sharp claws.

Can't forget the Oni like fangs, serpent like tongue, long spade ending obsidian tail or black with yellow slit eyes. There are differences though as some of Ren's demon form take after Arséne/Satanael. Mainly two pairs of black feathery bat wings and large horns highlighted in glowing red fiery markings.

His friends than just obvious enemies freaked out while Ren is just screaming 'FINALLY' in his head. (The boy been trying to awaken it with some help from his four year old pink little hedgehog sister.) Other than being a 10 ft(human)/12 ft(toon) devil, Ren's personality remains mostly the same except for a touch of very affectionate puppy.

This form isn't restricted by the Velvet Room Contract as it hadn't been awake at the time. Poor Sojiro since Demon Ren is a pouncing hugger when he gets the zoomies and is HEAVY. He's also a cuddler with a steel grip so good luck with that.

Ren's demon heritage does give some credibility to his other world story. It isn't the toon part although Haru still believes him. Speaking of that, Anton wasn't happy either when Ren vanished.

How he disappears is a bit different from the original version. It been out of hatred by someone hates Peppino and Anton so malicious intent remains as the main motive. Ren still punches Shido's lights out alongside camping outside Leblanc.

Anton goes after Satan thinking he's responsible while Peppino is stuck dealing with the events of Pizza Tower. Both reunite at the final Palace in Royal and help beat up Ren's former councilor. Anton is bringing in his hammer from his new demolition job.

The Golden Pizza Cutter is joined with a Silver Hammer which summons the construction worker alongside his coworker Annie. Both are heavy hitters that prioritize in striking large groups and can shatter Physical resistances with their hammer/mace. The Thieves' Den also comes with an additional mode called Ballbreaker.

A combination of Anton's sewer adventure in Anton Ball and the game's Punchball Tournament mode. Though Pops is banned from both. He had a large problem in the past that took time to get rid of. Peppino rather not fix up his pizzeria and ban his husband again.

Anton was definitely ecstatic when he found out Ren gotten his demon form. The two absolutely roughhouse like that, often dragging a reluctant Arséne into the mayhem. It's usually done away from Peppino's Pizzeria as they rather not cause the pizza chef more trouble with repairs. Anton is a bad influence on the Phantom Thieves.

He indulges in the chaotic antics with Johanna, Zorro and Goemon usually reigning him in than just the teenagers. Anton absolutely let them join in on a few shifts at his job cause why not? Getting to wreck old abandoned buildings is a nice stress reliever for humans, half demons and Persona.

Plus he can give Ren his late Christmas present. Considering Anton uses a giant hammer while Annie has a mace, he thought his son deserved his own tool of destruction. Thus Ren becomes the proud owner to a anchor sized pickaxe! Good thing Brulo added an enchantment so he could wield it in his non-toon form.

Rip the Shadows when Ren brings out his new weapon. I don't know what's worse. Being stabbed by a knife, shot in the face, or bludgeon via giant pickaxe. Although all three can happen at the same knowing how much of a chaos agent Ren is.

Anton definitely took meeting the Persona a lot better than Peppino. If he isn't trying to cheat at Tycoon, then he indulges in an game of arm wrestling or pool. No tables were harmed when Anton went against Zorro. (Complete lie as they shattered one to splinters just like that one match with Peppino.)

He loves the insane things the Phantom Thieves get into. Anton got a translated replica of their Calling Cards and figurines from the Thieve's Den Palace Maker. He was over the moon when Futaba gave him a video recording about the time his son summoned a demon lord to kill a god on Christmas Eve.

Overall Anton ramps up the shenanigans into a chaotically explosive cocktail. Hope he doesn't overdo it as Sojiro won't hesitate to ban him from Leblanc. And Coffee Dad is armed with One Shot Medjed for extra incentive.

#sonicasura #back on my bullshit #persona #persona series #persona 5 #persona 5 royal #persona scramble #persona 5 strikers #persona 5 tactica #p5 #p5r #p5s #p5t #ren amamiya #persona joker #p5 joker #pizza tower #peppino spaghetti #pt #pizza tower peppino #anton blast #anton ball #antonball #dynamite anton #persona 5 tower scramble blast edition #crack #crack treated seriously #antonblast #anton dynamite #peppiblast

[dayedreamm]

Do better pt 2

Letitia wright X curvy!black!reader, actress!reader

Summary: although you planned for a relaxing evening it soon became ruined due to some drama on the internet.

pt1 is here

The video looked like a party.. As your eyes wandered the video … its there on a railing you see your fiance being grinded on by kehlani. THE KEHLANI. You were mad. No furious with her did she not think in those in those few seconds that she had a whole ass girl not only a girl but a fiance at home. Speaking of the devil letitia tries to call you on face time but you simply press decline just to notify her you were there and declined her call on purpose. “Are you ok darling” you agent asks you once again. “Yeah im doing just peachy” you say as your voice is craking “she tried calling me but i simply declined her she doesnt deserve my anger toward her right now” you say to your agent. “Wait Y/N maybe you should just talk to her yk hear her out” your agent says in an effort to save your relationship “ NO FUCK THIS THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY DAY MY RELAXING DAY WITH ME AND MY PUPPY…. I am not talking to her” you snap. Your agent goes silent “look this is the best thing for yall you dont have to tal just hear her out atleast… and there are people blowing up my work phone with questions about you…. How about this i hol off the reporters and all the questions until you guys get this sorted out ok?” you agent says “ok fine” you say giving in “i love you girl stay safe” she says waiting for your part “i love you too stay alive” you say as you end the phone call…. 5 minutes later Tish still blows up your phone with texts and facetimes and you just stare at the phone deciding if you shoul answer. All of a sudden your puppy hops on the couch beside you and stares at you “i should talk to her huh” you say talking to the adorable animal in front of you. All it does is wag its tail.. “ ill take that as a yes” you speak with the dog and fianlly answer one of the many facetime calls she makes. Letitia imdideately starts rambling to you sorrys and pleas “Y/N im so sorry my love please it was just harmless dancing it didnt mean anything” she says and waits for your response “ma please talk to me princess you know i would never hurt you intentionally” she says in an apologetic tone. Those two nicknames make you fold at anytime of the day blush starts to fill at your cheeks but you hold your feelings back. However you decide to talk “Letitia..” you say. She hated that you called her by her actual name, you would always say some funny or cute nickname to spark her attention. “Letitia… you never call me that cmon call me on of our nicknames” she says in a whining tone “sorry those names are reserved for non cheaters only” you say still angry with her. “Baby please i didnt cheat i wasnt thinking right i swear” she says trying to help the situation “no trust me you were thinking just fine when you grinding back to herTAPPING HER ASS IN THE PROCESS.” you say now enraged. “Look can we please talk about this” she says in a begging tone “were on the phone are we dummy” I say now talking rudely “ no i mea-’ but before she can finish you cut her off “ hold on someones at the door” you say hearing the door bell.

------------------------------------------------------ You open it to see….Letitia… there in all her glory. Now if you wernt so mad right now you would have gien her a hug and pressed numerous kisses on her face. Although, now that wasnt the case. She smiles slightly and opens her hands wide trying to take you into her embrace but you back away “no way you waltz in here thinking you deserve to touch me. Dont touch me letitia” you say sternly. Oh but she wanted to. She wanted to so badly. You were waring a light pink mask that brightens up you face making it glowing, you tied up your black curly hair into a messy bun with a few strands hanging loose in the front, not to metion you had on one of her button ups (that was big on you cause you were a little shorter than her) that hung off the shoulder seeing as the buttons werent fully done toward the top that was pretty much the only thing covering your curvy body glowing body that and your black underwear. Tish was going feral at this point noticing your appearence. “How can i resist you always look so good in my stuff ma” she say bitting her lip imagining certain thoughts with you “well you can resist i believe in you all you have to do is not touch me” you say still with a straight face “ok im going to put my bag in our room then we can talk about this ok?” she says determined to make things right with you “whatever ill be in the bathroom” you say then walk off to the bathroom to wash the mask off your face ‘relaxing day my ass’ you thought to yourself… once your done you dry your face and sit down on the couch, tish joins you wearing sweatpants and a tight shirt, she tries to sit next to you but you only move far away. “Really i cant even sit next to you” she says. You look at her and roll your eyes, it was only at that moment did she really get a good look at your face now that it was clear. You skin reflecting beautifully off the sun through the windows, you adorable big eyes which look like youve been crying, and her faviorite you big plumped lips that had a natural pink shade that she would constantly bruise anytime she got…. She fucked up big time….

You admit you guys didnt break up as you still loved her you just set better ground rules for your relationship and she willingly listened… after 1 hour and 30 minutes of a deep conversation you give her a hug and she pulls you into her lap immediately kissing you like she was hungry for you. You admit you were so inlove her muscles showed through her tight shirt as her hands traces themselves around your thighs. But you stopped her for a quick moment. “tish let me tell you sum real quick” you say sternly but her eyes had other plans scanning around your body as if it was her dinner. “Letitia” you say with a little more force and she focuses he gaze on yours letting her hands massage under your things “yes ma” she saida little raspy you smile a little at the nickname “listen we had a nice long talk and established that some things had to change in our relationship… i just want to let you know” you grab her jaw so shes forced to look at you in the eyes “pull a stunt like this again and you will never touch let alone see this body or me again are we clear ms wright” you say in a dominating tone. She smirks and nods her head 

“Crystal Princess”

#letitia wright #letitia x reader #angst #fluff

[daydreamerfox]

SKETCHTEMBER DAY #10

Today is JJ's day! He's also one of @theprofessionalpromptmaker's OCs and just look at this adorable cat boy!

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More about him and the sketch under the cut!

Jamie has cat ears, cat tail and yes, he does purr when he's enjoying something. He's pretty much a cat boy, even in personality. He has a hard time trusting people, but when he does he can be very affectionate and caring! He can create different kinds of plants with his powers, he can heal people and he has lightning powers! He's basically immortal since even if you do kill him he comes back to life after some time. JJ loves books and he's a romantic! He feels like finding his soulmate is something really important to him (There are other things that are also important to him, though, like vangence over a certain someone, but no one needs to know that, shhh, let's not talk about it) He works as an assassin but usually keeps that a secret He's a nerd who loves studying about new things and finding about about stuff... but I think Poss can explain it a little better than me:

"The most main character energy of my OC roster - this is Jjheminee, also known as Jhemie, Jamie, and JJ. His go-to alias is Midnight, but sometimes he uses ‘Emerald’ or ‘Kitty’, depending on the situation. He is trans masc, but has female personas for work. He is an ex-royal due to being born under unfavorable circumstances that led to him being banished from the royal family when he was a preteen. His life had many bumps from there - an adventure full of various angst and forbidden knowledge. But now he is living in the human world, seeking revenge against the person who caused him to be born into such unfortunate circumstances. He works for the man who played a role in screwing up his life, and has many side hobbies so the revenge plan is very slow going. But that’s fine. He’s patient. That or he’s gotten super sidetracked from that goal. He loves books, knowledge, technology, dogs, kids, and kinky sex. He’s a cat boy with very long and very wavy/curly black hair, green eyes, and dark tan skin. He has plant and electricity powers. Animals, plants, and kids tend to like him since he’s got the soul of the deceased God of Life, who reigns over fertility, plants, animals, health, and other adjacent categories."

About the sketch: It was nice to draw a character I'm a little bit used to draw already after spending a few days drawing characters I've never drawn before this challenge! Something I'm really happy about is the fact that I've noticed that even when I draw someone wearing a simple outfit (like JJ's oversized hoodie and ripped jeans) I've been able to add more detail than I used to. For reference I used to put a black t-shirt on everyone and everyone looked kinda the same imo, so improvement!

#art #illustration #doodle #sketch #sketchtember #original character #cat boy #oc #daydreamerfox #digital sketch #digital drawing #digital art #digital #brart #brazilian artists #🦊 the ocs #oc; jj #lgbt #trans #gay