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#and yet people think mushing is abusive like lol okay
darkwood-sleddog · 3 years
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At the end of the day all dogs, no matter what they look like or what they were bred for, are DOGS. And as such they still want to enjoy the doggie aspects of life. Running and playing and sniffing and digging and engaging with humans in a positive way.
Like your Frenchie would love to run up and down a hiking path the same as my dogs if given the chance but their conformation makes it difficult for them. It’s not that they are lazy or don’t want to. Their brain does not perceive difference, their body simply does not accommodate fun dog things.
Your little dog still wants to interact with others and say things with dog body language and get that body language listened to and respected the same as my dogs but society’s interpretation of what is appropriate around a toy dog and a larger dog is unfortunately different. Their brain does not perceive difference, simply society does not think they are a danger when they react negatively to their boundaries being pushed in a way they do with larger dogs.
Somehow we tend to treat different breeds as separate species, but they are all dogs, all Canis Lupus Familiaris. And they all deserve to do dog stuff. Thank you.
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moon-stars01 · 3 years
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~Call Me Beep Me~
Hoshi x Reader
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Author:prkjimin
Summary:Kwon Soonyoung does not know how to text
Pairing:Soonyoung(Seventeen) x Reader
Gene:fluff,friends to lovers,texting
Rating:General Audiences
Word Count:1147
Call Me Beep Me
kwon soonyoung, y/n learns, does not know how to text.
 and maybe that's a little unfair to say, because soonyoung does know how, if his endless list of conversations dating to a year ago say anything. he just isn't very good at it.
 he doesn't understand the careful etiquette of texting; replying too late to time sensitive messages and abusing emojis, sending multiple texts all on different subjects in the span of four minutes.
 he also, for whatever god forsaken reason, decided at some point autocorrect wasn't a necessary, resulting in messages more often than not being a scrambled incoherent mess that leaves y/n guessing if soonyoung’s piss drunk somewhere or just typing too quickly (it's the latter, most of the time.)
 Y/n’s phone buzzes one night as she’s trying -- and failing miserably -- to cram a unit’s worth of biology into her deteriorating brain, turning it to mush inside her skull.She nearly pounces on her
phone, welcoming the distraction with open arms until she sees the mess of letter on her screen and soonyoung’s contact name (which consists of the elders initials and an onslaught of star emojis that he just won't let y/n change).
 She almost sighs when she swipes the message open, wondering if decoding her oppa’s message would cause more of a headache then trying to teach herself biology.
Ksy
10:27pm
Momdy!! r u fiished work???
 Y/n furrows her eyebrows, wondering if her dysphericing skills are lacking or if soonyoung had just referred to her as “mommy”
 Y/n
10:27pm
what
 
She sends back simply, throwing her phone back onto her bed because she knows soonyoung won't bless her another response for at least twenty minutes, turning back to her heavy textbook reluctantly.
to her surprise, her phone goes off again less than two minutes later.
 
ksy
10:29pm
oh lol ur nt my mother
 
ksy
10:29pm
ur nubmers r the sam but differnet
 
Y/n huffs a little airy laugh, unsurprised at the mix up between contacts because she’s pretty sure soonyoung has still yet to save a single number apart from the local pizza delivery.
 before y/n can type a response however, her phone is buzzing again, the younger slightly surprised at how active soonyoung is.
 
ksy
10:30pm
but if u send me mkney for allowencd u could b my mommy;)
 
Y/n nearly chokes when she reads over the message, going through it a third and fourth time just to ensure this isn't a stroke or hallucination, half convinced now that this is one of the rare occasions that soonyoung’s drunk and his brain is beginning to seize function when she realizes she's read it correctly.
 
Y/n
10:32pm
oh ya that's me, ur two year younger bdsm sugar mommy dom who's actually a whole infant
 
is what she ends up sending in response, deciding to go along with soonyoung’s joke somewhat because she doesn't wanna be that girl who can't platonically joke around about being in sexual relationships with her friends.
 again, soonyoung's response is surprisingly fast and y/n has to wonder if the elder had possibly been waiting for her text.
 
ksy
10:34pm
smh no bdsm mommy’s here
 
and then,
 
ksy
10:34pm
i'd settle for some vanilla kisses with you though
 
it's the lack of misspellings that really gets y/n, picturing soonyoung sitting on his couch, or floor, or bed or wherever and deliberately pressing each letter in order, words joining together to create a sentence with some sort of intentions that y/n isn't sure of just yet, unsure if she actually wants to know.
 
Y/n
10:37pm
lmao are you feeling okay??
 
the younger sends, only a little less concerned for her own well being as she finds herself reading soonyoung’s messages again. maybe he'd gotten his phone stolen, or maybe y/n’s being pranked. there's a million motives that could be lingering behind soonyoung’s messages besides real, actual mutual interest in y/n so she tries not to let herself get too invested.
 
ksy
10:40pm
ofc
 
ksy
10:40pm
got a little 2 confident behind an innocent joke n accidently exposed how i felt, ooPs
 
Y/n frowns at this, confused as to what soonyoung’s implying as another hundred scenarios whirl through her brain.
 
Y/n
10:41pm
what do you mean?
 
ten minutes go by without a response and y/n almost screams when she hears her phone go off, unlocking it quickly to reveal soonyoung’s message because she's almost driven herself insane trying to conjure up a reason.
 ksy
10:53pm
i just mean that i genuinely do like u but i approached it w a joke which leads this to b weird now lol
 
Y/n wishes she could describe the feeling in her stomach as anything other than a violent, rumbling hurricane of emotion but she can't as she slaps either hand over her steadily warming cheeks, barely aware she's squeaking until the sound echoes back into her own ears.
 her hands are shaking as she types a careful response, rewording it twice before finally bringing herself to hit send and then she's hovering over her device like a hawk, jumping at every sound and cursing at every instagram notification.
 Y/n
10:55pm
i really hope you aren't fucking with me bc i actually like you soonyoung and it’ll be really uncool if you're just doing this for a laugh js
 
ksy
11:00pm
is that how lowly you think of me? ouch :( </3
 
ksy
11:00pm
i really do like you y/n l/n
 
at this y/n jumps into the call app, typing soonyoung’s number easily -- because she's good at remembering things and not because she's spent so many hours staring at the other’s contact okay? -- and biting her lip a little harder at each rhythmic ring until soonyoung answers.
 “kwon residence, how may i help you?” he answers, cheery and perky like he hadn't just flipped y/n’s entire world on its head.
 “you're an asshole ,” y/n breathes, laughing in almost disbelief and then there's an echo of an equally pleased laugh, light and innocent that sends y/n's heart soaring.
 “oh man, you could have warned me if you were just calling to verbally abuse me over the phone,” soonyoung jokes and y/n can practically hear the pout in his voice.
 “it’s due diligence, you almost gave me a heart attack. how could you of all people think it's a good idea to confess over text?” Y/n squawks but she's still smiling brightly, giddy at the realization that this is real.
 “in my defence, i had a really good speech prepared with a little love letter and all, but you were going along with the joke so i got ahead of myself.” soonyoung says, clearing his throat a little before y/n has a chance to reply, and then;
 “are you down for some vanilla making out right now?”
 Y/n can only yell in response.
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