#cuddly papa bear

[bubbledtee]

he is so damn leggy what the hell

#his sweatshirt 🥺 #he’s a big cuddly teddy bear #james hetfield #papa het #bub’s thoughts

[airyairyaucontraire]

hitting me RIGHT in my clone trooper feels as little Ahsoka sits down beside a wounded trooper (I thought at first he was dead because his helmet was off and his face was covered with a cloth but perhaps that was a field dressing?) and puts her hand on his arm to comfort him, and then he moves his other hand to cover hers - to say thank you and to comfort her.

They were such good boys.

#ahsoka tv #BRIEF MOMENT OF REX #GIVE US OLD MAN CUDDLY BEAR PAPA SMURF BEARD REX

[onelittlespiral]

Warning: Bear Attacks

As we move into the holiday season, we would like to issue our annual warning about bear attacks. With colder weather setting in, an increased number of bears will be driven indoors as they search for food, warmth, and mates. And bears are far more dangerous in confined spaces.

Take this specimen here for instance. At first glance, he seems like a kind, friendly, fuzzy man who would keep you warm through a cold winter night. Maybe not the most happening upstairs, but he means well. Would you believe that just this summer he looked more like this?

Young and cute, but certainly not the hairy beast we have seen him turn into this season. If you are going out this winter, be aware, and be alert for the warning signs and know what to do if a bear sets its sights on you. First, how do you identify a bear? There are a few common varieties, each with their own quirks:

You have the very standard Grizzly bear, warm and cuddly. Pronounced dad bod. Notice the expression, the signature bear smirk. This will be one of the earliest signs that a bear is on the hunt.

Of course you also have the muscle bears. Their signature muscles will be coated in a thick layer of fur, accentuating their size. Hair will peak out from beneath heavy biceps, and their tank tops give no doubt to the forest underneath. They will often infiltrate and train you up before attacking. They like their marks ready, bro.

Even the smaller, younger cubs present a danger this time of year. They may seem helpless, but let us assure you they are far more knowledgeable than they seem. They can cause some of the most drastic changes in age, hair, and temperament. Countless men soon find themselves caring for their cubs, foraging for them, and assuming responsibility as they age into papa bears for their sweet little cubs.

Now bears will all hunt in their own ways, but there are patterns to their behavior. First, bears tend to congregate together. If you notice one, be on alert for others. Second, beware of beer and whiskey drinks offered to you. These are the trademark drinks of several bear species. Third, monitor the air in a room. That many big, burly men will tend to warm a place up and start to sweat, and bear musk is among their most potent tools to pacify targets. And in greater numbers these effects can be amplified. Their fur traps the musk close to their skin, so the closer they get the more enraptured you will become. If you are subjected to a direct hit from, say, a bear’s pit, it may already to be too late.

In case you find yourself taken back to a bear’s den, all is not lost yet, but far more drastic measures may need to be taken. Continued exposure to them will accelerate any changes, so you must be quick and decisive. First, avoid any food they may offer you, no matter how starved you may suddenly feel yourself becoming. Feeding the insatiable new hunger will only awaken the bear that is growing inside of you. Second, avoid direct contact with their fur. They may appear warm and inviting, and their cuddles are indeed among the coziest in the world. But skin-to-fur contact encourages hair growth as your body grows a pelt of its own. Third, avoid getting under the covers with them. Their body heat will quickly begin to melt your wits and your body will begin sweating, creating a musk of its own to compliment. Take this young man for example:

He barely made it out from a cuddle session with a bear, but some drastic changes have already occurred. His 6 pack abs have begun their journey to a muscle gut. He can hardly go a day without shaving or a full beard will quickly cover his face. And the musk he now produces keeps him far hornier than he ever was before. The effect seems to be limited to just himself, for now. Can you believe he is only 21? Hasn’t been carded in months. He had to drop from his football team, no longer in the right shape for it. He now is much more suited to rugby. And he is one of the lucky ones. This one was not so lucky:

These two photos were taken mere days apart. He was, sadly, subjected to the final transformation: becoming a bear himself. After being taken to a den, accepting some greasy snacks, and cuddled into submission, this poor man was selected to be a bear’s mate. He was laid on his back, had his clothes removed, and the bear started massaging his legs and thighs. He ran his thick fingers over his hole and slowly worked his way inside to stretch him out for what was to come. It wasn’t long before his bear dick was pressed against him, and he felt the thick, veiny cock begin to slowly pump into his cavity. Once bears get started, it is nearly impossible to get them to stop. His thighs slapped against his target’s ass as his wild bush pressed against his hole. When a bear decides to breed, it is hot, steamy, and rough. Moans tend to erupt from victims as their body betrays them, fur pushing out from every follicle, minds consumed by thoughts of sex, food, and men. Their dicks tend to stretch to match that of their mate’s, growing thick as a beer can, and so sensitive. Any memories that conflict with the bear they are becoming are churned by a new, heavy sack. Testicles will swell to the size of golf balls under the effort. Their old lives leak out of their cocks as they are edged, molding beneath their captor until the bear is happy with their target. And then, the bear will come, pumping load after load deep into their new mate. The target’s belly bloats to contain it all, creating the signature bear gut that juts out over their new bodies. The effort will push any last memories out as their cock erupts. Both bears will quickly be exhausted, falling asleep in a sticky, smelly, sweaty heap. And then it’s over. We have yet to discover a way to revert any victims. Not that they would want to. They become enraptured with their new bodies, and begin to hunt on their own for new mates. It is said a bear has an insatiable appetite, and will change as many men as they can get their hands on in a winter season until they find the perfect mate for hibernation.

It is advised that men stay aware, stay alert, and stay away. Report any bear sightings immediately. And stay tuned for any further information.

#musk #transformation #male transformation #bear #warning #tf #male tf #reality change

[marksbear]

would you ever write for Hobie Brown ( Spider-Punk)?? hes SO cool and no one write for him 😭

if you can’t that’s totally okay, but if you do, maybe just relationship hcs??

ty papa bear <33

Yes of course I’ll write for him! You said it yourself he’s so fucking cool! And his piercings are so cool.

HOBIE BROWN “SPIDERPUNK” X MALE READER

-Any time he gets an idea for a new piercings he will you you first and see would you like it on him. 

-Plays the guitar for you all the time.

-When it’s just you two he’s very handsy and cuddly, but when it’s in public he’s the complete opposite. But he will stay kinda close to you for you can feel comfort.

-Not a big fan of pda.

-If you know he’s spiderpunk he’ll put his mask on you randomly and kiss where your lips are.

-Big fan of concert dates and arcade dates.

-You two will find stray cats and take them back home and nurse them until their healthy.

-Your parents were worried about you dating him, but they quickly accepted him and welcomed him.

-listening to music together sharing headphones all the time. Even at school.

-He’s very smart so he will help you study for a test or help you with homework. You don’t even know how he’s passing all of his classes because most of the time he skips them to be in yours.

-The other Spider-Man’s we’re shocked and confused that he didn’t have a Mj or Gwen. In fact he had a Y/n. And he kinda bragged about you.

-Watching and judging music videos.

-Your the only person who he let’s touch his face and guitar.

-Even though he’s very nonchalant, he gets jealous easily, but doesn’t show it until you two are in private.

-Before you two were dating he was surprised and suspicious that you were talking to him since a lot of people tends to avoid him.

-If you were the complete opposite of him he’ll love you even more. He doesn’t mind if your softer than him and that you like more brighter colors.

-He tends to paint his nails so he asks you can he paint yours.

-Likes the idea of having matching piercings or even matching clothes.

-His personality is like a cat while yours is a dog. Opposites but very good for one another.

THE END

#hobie brown #Hobie brown x male reader #hobie brown x reader #spiderpunk x reader #spiderpunk x male reader #spiderpunk #Marvel x male reader #marvel x reader #x male reader #male reader #the bear club

[goodday-goodmorn]

Not used to posting things so fast- But the brain worms have infected me and @auspicioustidings concepts give me life. Once again- another from them, i felt contractually obligated to write this because my auntie is in Vegas for her birthday right now.

The concept in question

Not the after effects of waking up- but rather the proposal itself. This one’s short cause i pumped it out real quick. Just a little dabble.

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Ah Vegas. City of love. Wait no that was Paris- city of… sin? Well that sounded too much like a trashy YA romance novel for your tastes so- Vegas, City of…

Vegas: City!

God maybe you should lay off the M and M’s. Lavender and Bright cyan blue little things from the M and M factory are making you really taste the rainbow. Shit that was skittles catchphrase wasn’t it? Actually- did M and M’s even have a catchphrase other than the sexy brown M and M? Though that was less a phrase more a person. Er- candy. Chocolate.

Pah! You should have never gone to the M and M factory. Stupid little chocolate candy is making you think far more than you can handle right now.

Seriously it’s messing with your head. You’d better get rid of them.

You throw your M and M factory bag onto the floor, watching all the candies scatter the pavement in an explosion of color. That's why the pretty colors are so dangerous and not sold in the normal packs. They make people all loopy. Cause there’s no other reason you would be so outta sorts.

Except maybe the daiquiri you’d had. And the Manhattan. And those shots. And whatever that weird drink in a glowing lightbulb was.

Okay maybe it wasn’t the M and M’s.

Which means you just threw them out for nothing oh no! 20 dollars down the drain. And your M and M’s!

You whine mournfully over the loss, sinking to the ground dramatically and cradling one of the cyan shelled candies close.

“Is everything all… right?”

You barely register the voice- British and a bit rugged- before you are drunkenly rambling out-

“No- i thought my M and M’s were evil but they weren’t and i killed them for nothing!” You cry out, the words making you even more emotional, you pathetically sob, holding the cyan candy in your palms to your chest.

“Come back! Liveee please. Papa didn’t mean it i swear, i didn’t know what i was saying- you got me all tongue tied!”

“Hey-“

Oh british man has a very nice voice, so smooth and gentle, more than you were expecting.

“It’s alright love. We can get you some more candies.”

You sniffle.

“R-really?”

He smiles like some sort of teddy bear. Gentle and soft.

“Yes really. Just gotta get you back to wherever you’re stayin at first. It’s dangerous for a pretty girl to be on the street like this.”

You nod sollumly. “For the m and m’s yeah. Hard shells- but thin. Can’t be carrying em’ out in the cold. Poor little fellows can’t stand it.”

“Think you should be worrying about yourself first love.”

He really does look a teddy bear when he smiles. A very warm and cuddly teddy bear. Very warm. And you are oh so cold. Maybe…

“…maybe i’m and M and M.”

You mumble with a little frown, looking away from his oh so pretty eyes to instead stare at the cracked M and M in your hand.

He chuckles, it’s a nice sound.

“Com’re lovely. You’re shiverin.”

He held you up and you cling to him naturally. To your disappointment and utter display he is not as soft as a Teddy bear. Such false advertising. When you burry your head in his chest, while warm and soothing- it is firm with muscle. Hard just like his arms and co-

“Not exactly what i meant by that sweetheart.”

He’s pushing you away! Away from the warmth.

“No, I'm an M and M- gotta be warm or else I'll crack! Do you want me to die?”You whine out trying to stay close but he’s very strong, holding you firmly away from his toned chest.

(And raging boner. Not that you noticed it.)

“I know, I know- here. I’ll give you my coat.”

He wraps you up in his thick but soft coat and you relax immediately, snuggling into the fabric. With your eyes closed you hear the rumble of his chuckle.

“There’s a girl. Nice and warm now?”

You nod, making a drowsy and soft little “Yup.”

“Good. Now come’on. You know where's your hotel at?”

“Huh? We can’t go there! We gotta get more M and M’s first. Silly.”

“Right, course. Silly me.”

You giggle a bit hysterical. He agrees with you so easily, letting you link arms with him and walking you to the M and M factory. He’s so silly. With his cozy coat and koala-esc smile and pretty eyes and rumbly voice and-

“I think m’ in love with you.” You slur out, gazing at him with half lidded eyes.

“Shouldn’t say stuff like that sweetheart. Might give a guy ideas.”

Ah Ideas, you’ve got a lot of ideas. So many fun ones- but mostly one that you blurt out after he gently pushed your hand away when you tried to pay for your new M and M’s.

“I think I wanna kiss you.”

Price pauses as he tugs you outside the shop. Looks down at you, clinging to his arm, wrapped up in his coat; with the sweetest face and clearly wasted out of your mind. Price isn’t a good man. A good man would have called you a cab to get you back to your hotel. Would have asked if you had any friends to get you there. Would have gently told you to go to the stupid M and M factory another time.

He’s not a good man but even Price isn’t fucked up enough to take advantage of a pretty drunk girl. Even if his self control is wilting the more time he spends around the mess that is you.

He shakes his head with a little sigh, leaning down close to you and mumbling.

“S’ not a good idea to kiss strangers love.”

“So then marry me and we won’t be strangers.”

…Self control John. Self control.

“Will you marry me please?”

You plead with the teddy bear man, he’s just so cozy and pretty you can’t help it. You wanna kiss him soooo bad but he’s right you can’t kiss a stranger! But if he was your husband then it would be perfectly acceptable. And you are an ordained minister technically so it all works out!

Price looks at you, your pleading eyes, your softness, you wrapped up in his coat and clinging to his arm. Pretty little thing.

…He deserves to let his self control slip just this once right?

#fanfic #fiction #reader insert #john price #price x reader #cod fanfic #john price x reader #go look at auspicioustiddings they’re cool #once more #Mahairi drables is like my favorite tag to look at #Also cause it’s likely they will see this- #Erm hello! #Again! #Cod #drabble #Should i continue this? #Unsure

[llondonfog]

Hi!! Feel free to ignore, but I was just thinking about kid silver being adorable AND Halloween because of the upcoming event...and this thought was born—

(This is so long I'm sorry 😭😭)

So, Silver gets de-aged (bear with me here lol)—maybe due to a potions mishap or a spell gone wrong, it doesn't matter which. It's during Halloween week, so everyone's kinda frazzled due to everything being set up, etc. Lilia gets called to deal with it while Crewel tries to figure out a counter-potion/spell wears off because nobody can get in touch with Malleus, and therefore goes to Diasomnia's vice to help take care of Silver (not knowing that they're father & son).

Silver spots Lilia and yells "Papa!" while running to hug Lilia—while Lilia tries to cover up what Silver said. Regardless, he still picks Silver up and cuddles him—he's a silly old man who loves his kid, who can blame him?

Anyway, kid Silver hijinks ensue: running off with the animals on campus, taking naps surrounded by deer, birds, squirrels, etc., calling Malleus "big brother" and Lilia "papa" while around other Diasomnia students (they wouldn't say anything, because Malleus looks so endeared by the little human and Lilia glares and hisses *unknowingly* at any of them who DARE to interrupt their family).

Silver sees Sebek and looks back at Lilia. He's like, "Why did you make him so tall?? Papa, change him back, please!" *cue puppy eyes* he genuinely thinks Lilia pranked him. As much as Sebek says that he dislikes Silver's behavior, he's actually the one to take him everywhere. "You shouldn't miss so much school, Silver! I won't let you besmirch Waka-sama's good name!"

OK, but back to Halloween—Silver dresses up as a knight, or a prince. Maybe a unicorn??? DRAGON?? Any of them are cute tbh. Anyway, they end up going to each dorm to trick or treat (on Halloween night ofc) and Silver charms everyone, because he's Silver. Then, you have Lilia behind him just being the creepiest little demon fae you've ever had the misfortune to see...

As they're going to one of the dorms to get more candy, Silver sees another kid pouting at the lack of candy said dorm has, and their meager amount. Silver, despite having only a few more pieces himself, gives the kid most of his, and gives the other kid a hug. "There, there, you can have some of mine."

Honestly, you can do whatever you want with this, but I'd love to see this written out more coherently, if you want lol

I've been thinking about this for a while, and I NEED more kid Silver being cute and adorable and pure!! He deserves to be cuddled by his family and to eat candy :D

oh my goodness, this whole entire prompt was adorable and thank you for practically writing the premise into my inbox!! i'm not sure this is coherent.....or cuddly....but my mood with lilia has been in a pretty introspective place for sometime so i do hope you find something to enjoy :')

(and i did end up keeping that paragraph after so many of you seemed to like it akaldjll what do i know about anything)

for a fae as long-lived as he, the concept of time is an ephemeral thing. one does not count the years in a decade nor the decades in a century; a fae knows time by the erosion of a mountainside, by the loneliness of an abandoned settlement, or even by the chance meeting of a human wearing the face of another long since passed. 

silver fills his arms, helmet askew and heavy with satisfied slumber, and lilia feels the ache of every day that has gone by since he was last able to cradle his son so tenderly in his embrace. 

he may be the only fae that now minds his days by the sharpening of his son’s features, a change emerging far too quick and now, strangely, unwelcome.

beside him, serene, the heir apparent to the valley of thorns— looking most pleased himself in their resplendent costumes so artfully reminiscent of the admirable long, yet any dignified mysticism is rendered charmed by the plastic pumpkin bucket clutched in his crimson-tipped claws, brimming with brightly wrapped candy. the overflow is nearly double the amount given to the visiting children, even with silver eagerly dispensing his sugary treasures to any who asked, for no dorm had been able to resist his solemn request coupled with those adorably drowsy eyes and plastic sword when he had so politely asked for one piece more so that their prince might experience trick or treating for the first time. not wanting to be the dorm known for stiffing the fae heir on the most magic-blessed night of them all, both toddling knight and noble dragon walked away, tiny hand in careful claw, with a bounty piled high between them and matching smiles on their twin eager faces. 

lilia had been so torn over which to get a photo of first, cheeks aching from stifling his laughter; the vulnerable delight on malleus’ face as silver so kindly presented him with his share of candy, or sebek’s ill-disguised fussing as silver’s sword had slipped from its sheath to drag across the ground. 

what kindness to be able to share such precious memories with them once again.

what cruelty to remind him of what would disappear tomorrow morning, crewel’s antidote ready and waiting for them in the dorm. 

“...i can see why silver enjoyed such a night of festivity and why he spoke on those memories with you so fondly,” malleus’ reflective tone scatters his wandering thoughts, leaving him to pull his focus back to the present with no small amount of difficulty. “I wish i could have participated in the revelry, but i understand now why you might not have invited me, lilia. the presence of their prince would have dampened any carefree spirits, and i would not have wanted to spoil the fun.”

a wry smile tugs at his lips at malleus’ inaccurate assessment, crooked and out of place, and he can feel the prince’s gaze weighty upon him with surprise, brows furrowing and lips parting with the question on his tongue— 

there had been no such festivities, no happily shrieking village children for silver to scamper among, sharing in the night’s delights and trickery with all the innocence of youth. 

there had only been an old fool of a general, taking it upon himself to fumble through the recreation of a human spectacle, for no other reason than he could not bear the sight of the boy’s features even mildly unhappy. 

he might have wondered how far he could have fallen to find himself repeatedly affecting surprise as he opens the door time and time again to a giggling child, but he knows better now; he had always been steeped in a miserable, lonesome darkness, and to nurture the vulnerable child curled into his chest was to bask in an undeserving light. 

without consent, his arms tighten around the slumbering boy in his arms, and malleus is wise enough not to comment. 

“I do wonder if silver will be able to remember tonight’s events,” lilia comments lightly as they continue their walk to the dorm, seemingly apropos of nothing and unbothered by the watchful gaze of his young companion. 

and he wonders which is more selfish; to wish it so, to have his son’s head filled with such saccharine-sweet dreams of a proper halloween as only a sweet and darling boy like none other deserves— or to cling to the lonely truth of the past, in which a bruised and battered soldier finds a purpose too kind for his bloodied hands in protecting that high and clear laughter of his child, delighting over and over again in the simple fact of his father opening the door.

#lettie's asks #twisted wonderland silver #twst silver #lilia vanrouge #twst lilia #i couldn't not put it in the tags after you practically gifted me a story of its own <3 #something something lilia experiencing a Regret about the loneliness of silver's childhood #and all that was stolen from him #but also that painful notion of a 700 yr old war veteran needing this human child to feel better about himself again #each of them wondering if the other cherishes those memories as much as they do (spoiler: yes.) #ah diasomnia #how you wreck me

[deadbydangit]

So I just read your Dbd Killers as parents and I was wondering if you could do the knight and the Oni too I'm sorry but I just love them so much and I just want to know what they would be like as parents you don't have to if you don't want to of course have a good day or night.

I absolutely can. I'm going to add another killer on there if that's alright. Please enjoy

Killers as Parents

Knight, Oni, Mastermind

Knight

First off, he doesn't really want to be a dad.

He never had any interest in children.

But he's also afraid he'd be an awful father.

He's terrible at expressing emotions other than rage.

The moment he lays eyes on the child, everything changes.

He'll become a papa bear.

His men are always around too, so the kids will have four 'uncles' to help out too.

God help anyone who lays a hand on this child.

Tarhos has very traditional views on what men and women should be doing.

So, if you have girls, expect him to be spending a little less time with them.

He will have a heavier focus on the boys.

From the moment they can lift a sword, they'll be trained.

If his daughter is interested in learning about the use of swords, he'll be hesitant.

You'll have to really prime him to understand that gender roles don't apply anymore.

If our son doesn't want to fight, he doesn't have to. If our daughter wants to learn how to use a sword, she can.

It might take him a while to understand, but he'll eventually get it.

He's not the most cuddly dad in the world.

But his children will always feel protected.

Even though he doesn't say it often, his kids know he loves them.

Oni

He's ecstatic!

Someone to carry on the family name.

Kazan never thought this day would really come!

He had a wife and son before, but he wasn't ready at that point in his life.

He's very ashamed at how little he paid attention and cared about them.

Now he's ready, and he's willing to make up for what he did.

He knows it won't change the past, but it at least brings him some solace knowing that he's really going to try this time.

However, he can't bring himself to hold the baby.

He's terrified he'll hurt them.

Just coach him through it and he'll slowly start to relax.

Kazan just needs you around to help him.

He used to be very traditional.

He had a very ridged view on what men and women should be doing.

However, after all he's seen in his life, his views have changed slightly.

If his son doesn't want to be a samurai, he'll be disappointed, but he won't hate his child.

But he'll still be teaching him basic self-defense, that's not up for negotiation.

If his daughter wants to learn how to use a sword, he'll be apprehensive, but he'll respect and teach her.

He's still going to want to put pretty clothes on her and put flowers in her hair.

He wants to see that beauty.

No matter what his kids end up doing (as long as it's something positive and productive to society) he's proud.

That being said, he can be very strict, but it's only because he wants to see his children grow up to be strong respectable adults.

But, in the end, it's because he truly loves them, just as much as he loves you.

Mastermind

Wesker is actually very excited to be a father.

Both of you, perfect beings, bring another perfect being into the world.

But he's also anxious about it.

He has so many enemies, and he's worried that you and the child will be a bargaining chip.

So, as much as he hates to do so, you both have to be a secret in his life.

It pains him to not be able to talk about how amazing his child and partner are.

But it's for your own safety.

He's often traveling for work, so he can't always be around

When he is able to be around, he's an excellent father.

He's willing to do his share of the housework, if not more, so you could get a break.

Playing with your children, teaching them skills, occasionally spoiling them.

He knows it won't make up for the fact that he's gone, but it's an effort.

No doubt they'll be athletically adept, so he would very much for them to find some physical activity to hone those skills.

His children will be respectful, polite, and well spoken.

He doesn't care if they go to work with him, or somewhere else to work (Just not the BSAA).

It's their lives.

As long as they make something of it, he'll be proud of them.

Those children will grow up to be honest, hardworking, intelligent people.

And, not for a second, will they deny that they had an amazing father.

#dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #dbd x reader #dbd killer #dbd knight #dbd oni #dbd mastermind

[mamaestapa]

https://www.tumblr.com/burreaux-drys/744341057968439297/considering-mark-is-literally-a-64-friendly?source=share

I could so see this with mark and ivy too!!! not dating, fake dating and real dating their both so so touchy with each other. mark loves holding ivy all the time and ivy loves being in his arms

mark and ivy both love physical touch. mark looks intimidating sometimes, but he really is just a big teddy bear who loves to cuddle. and miss ivy will take advantage of that…

whether she’s having a good day or bad day, ivy will just come up to mark and wrap her arms around him. he’ll instantly fold his arms around her and pull her into the tightest, yet gentlest embrace possible.

if the team and ivy are all hanging out at the house or someone’s dorm, ivy is always tucked into marks side. doesn’t matter what they’re doing: watching a movie, bingeing the bachelor, throwing the craziest party of the year, mark and ivy are wrapped up in eachother’s arms.

the boys definitely make fun of mark for how touchy and cuddly he and ivy are—fake dating and actually dating.

“jeez stop sign, you ever let the poor girl go?”

“you’re literally suffocating baby hughes”

“big bad papa estapa has gone soft, eh?”

if mark is upset or obviously heated about something, ivy just hugs him and he instantly calms down. something about his girls touch seems to just fix everything.

oh and when ivy falls asleep on mark for the first time he thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. it warms his heart knowing she feels safe and comfortable to fall asleep in his arms

#asks #cherry flavoured asks #cherry flavoured au #mark x ivy #mark e asks #hughes!sister

[theloveinc]

katsuki would NEVER hit his kids.

he is a cuddly papa, snuggle bear.

comes home tired from work and picks a random member of his brood and just drags them to snuggle on the couch, keeps them there because he loves them and his strength even when asleep is impressive.

does he roughhouse? yes, but would he ever deliberately hit his kid? no!

awww, i know! And after everything he's been through, too, he'd make such a deliberate effort to be gentle with his kiddos!! He doesn't want his house to become a place of pain and hate and resentment even if it's just verbal, so why would that EVER extend into the physical, too????????

dada bakugo is basically... if one of his kids isn't happy, HE'S not happy. Not until they're happy again. Thee end forever.

#it was crazy like the fic recognized he made progress but the son 'stepped out of line' and he couldn't control himself #like.... how does that work #also if ur baby momma or daddy doesn't love ur child more than u? that's a lil sus #like not u know... romantically but their care for the child is of utmost priority #bakugo #caitie answers #anon #child abuse mention tw

[tinytinybumblebee]

I imagine Halsin has to be cautious about his wild shape around the littles and explain to them that not all bears are going to be friendly and cuddly, Papa Halsin is a special case.

Of course the littles would never be alone in a situation where they could run into potential danger like that, but just in case.

🥺!!! Halsin explains that other bears or other fluffy creatures don't enjoy hugs. Rather, they like being watched from a distance, that is what makes them happy and Papa Halsin will gladly take those extra hugs♡

#agere #age regression #sfw #fandom agere #mailbox #bg3 #halsin

[tblsomedoodles]

ADOPTED AU MASTER POST

b/c i couldn't find a specific post and am making it everyone else's problem now. (chronological by category)

VIDEOS Home-Animatic Part 1 part 2 (in production)

ART Smoothy Comic Adopted at first Sight Cuddly Animatic Panel Animatic Panel (with How Angie got to '03 explanation)

FAN STUFF! (B/C THEYRE ALL AWESOME!) Angie gets back to Rise (Submission) Donnie finds Angie (anon) Another Reunion (by 14muffinz) Baby Angie with uncles and pop Art (by danny-doubledd) A little Snippit of Angie trying to make a portal (by maplegh0st) Sparing with Pops snippit (By maplegh0st)

break b/c a LOT of ask links reside below

ASKS & ANSWERS(D=has Doodle, C=Has Comic) {D} Leo's attached (With how they know he's from another dimension) Rise Family's reaction to Angie Missing {D}Both sets of boys meeting {D} Raphie's Legal Battle {D} Angie with Raphie's Sai (With how Angie gets back to Rise) '03 boys reaction to Rise Splinter Draxum gets a redemption arc when? '03 boys reaction to Draxum {D}Angie telling stories Angie with Brooklyn accent {D}Yeeting Hun How Rise Splinter reacts to Angie gone Rise boys finding out Angie's uncles really did fight alien dinosaurs {D} Portaling back to '03 {D} Who's Lou Jitsu? Father's day and how Splinters think of each other Angie's training and how it compares to Rise {D} Stealthy Angie {D} Angie Fire Meme {D} The Wall first Painted {C} Donnie and Angie reunited {D} Brother Reunion Grades April adding Handprints Rise boys reaction to multiple dimensions Leon and Raph react to Donnie's fetch quest Angie reacts to siblings being different turtle species Donnie being protective of the Mural {D} Donnie use Distract! Donnie cannot escape the group hugs Splinter reactions {C} Pop goes Turtle! {C} Angie calling Raphie Papa for the first time Angie aquiring more dads Fun Animatic fact '03 boys reaction to Angie leaving Angie schooling his brothers on how dimensions work What happened to Hob {C} Did the boys feel guilty for Angie disappearing? Angie using his Pops's sai? '03 boys just want to Adopt their counterparts upon meeting Mikey best uncle ever. always {D} Raphaels bonding over wressling and Ghost Bear stories. '03s meeting Casey^2 Angie reacts to Purple Dragons Donnie joined a gang (Part 1) Donnie joined a gang (Part 2) Donnie Joined a gang (Part 3 fin) {D} Angie's swearing habits Angie and Casey JR are bros Baby Angie and '03 Casey (or Angie's swearing Habits part 2) {D} Angie vs Rise Foot clan (devolves into mother hening '03 bros)

cont(b/c apparently i hit the block character limit : /

'03 boys finding out Mystic power What Rise boys think of '03 Mikey Casey and April love Angie (bonus Raphie parental panic) Angie training Angie teaching brothers to meditate '03 mikey thoughts on Angie {D} AU of the AU (if Raphie went with Angie to Rise) Angie serious fights Lairs look Similar Angie fighting like Raph is scary anon's cute headcannon Angie using everyone's weapons AU of the AU (baby raph in 03) {C}12 boys vs Dad Raphie 03's thoughts on Rise Krang would Angie have hand tremors after krang invasion 12 boys vs Dad Raphie cont 03 boys think of Rise Shredder and Karai Angie and Early mystics use (and 03 boys thoughts on it) Rise boys vs apocalypse future Rise April thoughts! A few miscellaneous questions (and more April thoughts!) Possible cannon changes Dr Delicate touch and Dr Feelings

will add more as they come in.

#adopted au #master post #will be editing as more content is made #this took me two days to complete #i did NOT realize i chatted with you guys this much #and i still have to make one for spider boys #b/c if i don't do it now #it will get long like this one #and i don't want to spend another two days linking posts #i've never done a master post before #so i hope this works well

[stopthatnel]

time

but with smut

a/n: i didn’t know how much i needed this until i wrote this and soft and needy!reiner? got my insides dancing to no music bro ong. i literally just picked up where i left off, so i’m reposting the whole thing, leaving the semi-SFW up on its own. wc: 1.9k.

all reiner wanted to do was sleep. after the longest day he could imagine, he wanted nothing more than to be curled up in your arms. it seemed perfectly aligned, coming home to find you passed out on the couch the tv playing softly. he chuckles. you hated taking naps, unless there was an absolute emergency, there was no way you’d willingly wake back up from one. so like the good man he is, he scoops you into his tired arms and brings you to your bedroom. he lays you down into bed, covering you with a blanket before sitting next to you. he was starving, but his stomach could wait until he gave you a kiss. he gently places a kiss onto your forehead, watching the ghost of a smile show on your lips, contagiously spreading to his.

reiner found that you’ve made him dinner, still warm sitting in a small tupperware on the kitchen countertop. you were so good to him, he can’t wait until he marries you someday. it’s been an hour since and you’ve shown no sign of waking up, reiner decides to join the party. he wraps his arm underneath your waist and pulls you closer into his arms, basking in the warmth of your body that lulled him to sleep.

when you wake up, it’s dark. your eyes shoot open to glare at the alarm clock on your nightstand that read 9:02pm. reiners arms were still wrapped around you, holding you closely, as if at any given moment you could vanish. you sigh and lean back into his arms, wondering if he had eaten. god, it was so hot. you fling the covers off your bodies, relishing the feeling of the cool air in contrast. you’d been sitting in silence listening to your lovers breathing for about thirty minutes. you clear your throat,

“reiner?”

a hum followed your call, his body shifting besides you, nuzzling himself closer to your back. “reiner, what time did you come home?” you ask gently.

“like four…” he mumbles. you’ve been asleep for six hours and if your math was correct, you weren’t going to be able to sleep tonight at all. reiner on the other hand still had hope, you turned over to face him, poking his cheek gently. “do you want to sleep still, or do you want to get up?” you ask.

“i don’t care… as long as i’m next to you.” butterflies bursted in your stomach at his words, you couldn’t believe how much you loved this man. you drag your fingers along the length of his arm, noting his choice of clothing, or lack thereof. as many times as you and this man have made love, your admiration and giddy feelings never dwindled for a second. he’s a perfect man, a tired man. and you were the ever nurturing care personified into the woman he needed. “god, i love you.” you say under your breath, watching a smile play on reiners lips as a response. his eyes slowly open, adjusting themselves to the darkness of the room. he pulls his arms from underneath you to stretch above him, falling onto his back when he feels it’s enough.

“how was your day?” you whisper. reiner locked his golden hazel eyes to yours and shrugged. “same shit,”

“different day?” you giggle. reiner’s heart couldn’t have thumped any louder, his feelings growing evermore physically apparent. he taps his chest for you to get closer to him, “yeah. you know me. that salmon you made was delicious, by the way.” you’re lifting yourself up to place your head on his chest, “yeah? i’m glad you enjoyed it, papas.” his eyes shined at the nickname, remembering its origins. the two of you had been on a walk at the park, and a little girl had mentioned how your boyfriend looked like a bear. without skipping a beat your response was “yeah, he’s a real cuddly one too. like papa bear!” his heart fluttered at the thought, pulling you closer, as if you could be anymore.

reiner dipped his head to give your forehead a kiss, then your cheeks, and lastly your lips. his warm breath fanned across your face, cheeks heating up to the affection. “you can go back to sleep…” you suggest. “why would i? the woman of my dreams is right here.” he counters. if your face got any hotter, you’re sure you’d be a tomato ripe for picking. you lean your head up into the curve of his neck, softly leaving a trail of your kisses down to his collarbone. you drag your hands up and down his sides and chests, deciding on rolling his pert nipples between your index and thumb. reiner’s breathing hitched at the contact, but he said nothing, letting you do as you please. you shift your arm from underneath you, switching hands and dragging the pads of your fingers down his pelvis towards his groin.

your fingers stop at his happy trail, neatly manicured tufts of blond slipping between them, mesmerized at how reactive he was being. “you missed me?” you ask, dragging your gaze to his. he widens his eyes and nods feverishly at your question, hips rolling as you gently grab the base of his semi hard cock. “so much, princess…” he whispers.

“i’ve missed you too, papa bear.” with soft flicks of your wrist, you observed the man falling apart at your touch. his eyes watched you with the utmost adoration, favoring the way you delicately stroked his cock as if he was porcelain glass. reiner was a strong man, and he knew, but you treated him as if he was a foam flower. you cherished and pampered his every need, most of the time he would never even have to speak on his desires. he would give anything to indulge in your gratifications for the rest of his life. reiner’s breathing hitched when you cupped his balls, rolling them in between your fingers.

you lift your head up to catch his lips between yours, the breathless kiss you shared reminiscing on the ever blooming passion between the two of you. reiner leans forward into your body, deepening the kiss between you, cupping your jaw with his calloused hand. he can’t get enough of you. his hand roams down your neck, through the valley between your breasts, settling on your hip, pulling you closer to him. his fingers tease at the elastic of your pajama bottoms, silently begging for them to be off. you smile into the kiss, lifting your hips up to help him slide them down.

your skin was hot to touch, as was reiner’s. he’s palming the fat of your ass, kneading softly. you hook your leg up onto his hip, pushing him onto his back, and you’re straddling him. his cock is flush with your cunt and throbbing underneath you, slick with his own pre cum almost matching your arousal. his cheeks were flushed, looking up at you with wide expecting eyes. a smirk played at your lips,

“you’re so pretty, papa bear…” you’re mumbling. an almost inaudible whimper falls from his open mouth when you grind down onto him. his hands fly to clutch your hips, digging his fingers into them until the pads of his fingers were white. you hiss at the pressure, placing your hands onto his broad shoulders. you grinded your wet cunt along the length of his shaft, gasping when the tip caught onto your clit.

“please, (Y/N)… i need you…”

“you need me? to do what?” you taunt. reiner almost never had to ask for you to supply his needs, almost. he bucks his hips into yours, holding your hips firmly to keep you place. “you… i need you… i need to be inside you.” he chokes out between grit teeth. you lean in to kiss his adam’s apple, feeling it bob up and down against the contact. trailing your hand down between your sexes, you stroke his slick cock, lining him at your entrance.

“take what you need, papas.” you mewl. with an almost feral thrust, reiner sheaths himself into your cunt. a throaty groan comes from his mouth when he bottoms out, his eyes screw shut, welcoming the way your pussy sucked him in and clenched around him; as if your body was begging him to never leave. he spreads his legs out, sliding his hands down to the round of your ass and pulls your cheeks apart. he lazily thrusts his hips, lifting and pushing you down on his cock. you raise your hands to your breasts, cupping them as you began to bounce against his thrusts. your breathing hitched as his cock dragged against your sweet spot, speeding up.

“fuck yes, use my cock princess. it’s yours, all yours.” reiner groans from underneath you. his hold on your ass never faltered, neither did his stare. he watched as your tits bounced deliciously in your palms, admiring the scrunch of your nose and furrowing of your eyebrows. “it better be mine.” you whine. reiner lifts himself up to your chest, nuzzling his face in between your tits, sucking and biting wherever he could. he wraps his arms around your waist, crossing them tightly as he fucks up into you harder. you cry out his name, hands flying around his head, clutching desperately for stability. his unforgiving pace clouded your eyes, your pussy spasming around his girth.

“like this baby?” reiner whimpers. he can feel himself coming undone, but he needs to hold out. “i need to make you feel good, princess. i need to, please.” he’s babbling over your moans, perspiration growing heavy on his brows. without letting your bodies separate, reiner pushes you onto your back and lifts your legs into a mating press. his balls are slapping against your puckered asshole, wet from your shared arousal. your legs hook onto his shoulders, watching reiner bite his plump red lips, babbling nonsense.

one of reiners hands found yours, intertwining your fingers together. the other finds your clit, his fingers drawing rough circles around your swollen nub. you choke out a moan at the action, squeezing his hand tightly as the coil in your stomach threatened to snap.

“please, fuck, please cum for me- i need to feel you around my dick baby.” reiner whimpers, feeling the last bit of strength he’d gathered slipping away. your eyes lock together as he thrusts haphazardly, desperately drawing rougher strokes against your clit, and with a completely blissed out face you say,

“i love you, so fuckin- ah- much.”

he lets out a guttural moan and with one deep thrust into your cunt, he’s releasing his seed into your gummy walls, whining your name over and over again. he continues to fuck you through his orgasm, bringing you to yours. you bring your legs down from his shoulders, your cunt gripping and gushing against his cock. reiners overstimulated whines continue to fall despite his attempt to hold them back. raising your hand and tracing his face, you let out a breathy chuckle. you looked so beautiful in this very moment, reiner wished he could stop time and live in it forever.

“i love you more.”

#aot smut #reiner braun smut #aot reiner #reiner braun x y/n #reiner smut #reiner braun x you #snk reiner #snk smut #reiner braun #reiner x y/n #snk x you #aot x reader

[moonleet]

lae'zel & halsin cg hcs? :3

oh yes i can absolutely do that for ya !!

lae'zel headcanons

initially, she has a lot of trouble warming up to the idea of regression. she's not... any ruder than usual, she just doesn't get it. in a strangely validating turn of events, after like. one or two prodding questions she just accepts it as one of the many strange things about faerun's inhabitants

this differs slightly if the little one is another gith'yanki. they'd have to explain it to her in detail - acting out their more ideal childhood, and all that. lae'zel would come to an understanding, then, i think

the minute "the little one" becomes "her little one", it's because she's feeling particularly protective. maybe the little one takes a tumble and stares up at her, sniffly and upset, and she just. helps them up and brushes them off and tells them they're strong and brave - before promptly hacking the branch that tripped them up into little pieces so her hatchling doesn't have to worry anymore

very, very intense about pretend play. you tell her that you need to go hunt down a scary monster together? she's taking her role 100% seriously, helping her little one stalk around and correcting their sword stance because they need to be prepared for anything!!

too permissive - or, really, too confident in her little hatchling's abilities - regarding weaponry. lae'zel sees nothing wrong with it - she could hold a greatsword just fine at that age! she's also corrective enough about proper technique, though, that her little one won't get hurt.

will raze the earth if anyone hurts her little one. she is fiercely protective: one wrong look at she's scooping them up with one arm and brandishing her sword with the other.

lae'zel carries her little one around a lot!!! for one, it means she can keep them safe easier. two, she genuinely enjoys cuddles even if she won't say it ever

does really well with a little one who doesn't mind roughhousing. she can keep up for hours with even the most active kiddos!

has an... interesting approach to the whole affirmations thing 😭 "you are strong and brave, and i will help you destroy any obstacle in your path."

halsin headcanons

oh he's so papa-shaped it's not even funny. he's experienced in caring for little ones, i think - you don't hit his age and his history with people without running into the concept of regression at least once.

completely accepting of any quirks to his little one's regression - why wouldn't he be? there's nothing in the world he can't handle.

while he enjoys play-fighting with more active little ones a lot - especially if his little one has a wildshape, too - he also does well with quieter little guys. he's more than content taking a nap with them in the sun, or reading to them softly, or quiet playing with stuffed animals

so, so good at creating a sense of safety, especially for little ones who are more anxious or reserved. he's very warm and open without being overbearing (ha. bear) and meets his little one where they're at with ease

the absolute best at soothing tears and nightmares!!! his very presence just radiates you'll-be-okay... and he makes sure to validate and comfort for whatever's going on, whether it's a small ouchie or existential horrors

loves loves loves when his little one asks him for help (or, if they're too small to even think about doing it by themselves): he's sooooo gentle and patient with them, and helps to the absolute best of his ability!

he cannot say no to sneaking a sweet treat for his little one. especially when they ask so nicely with their big puppy dog eyes... provided that they're sharing a sweet snack hehe

takes major dad-naps. his snoring can sometimes be a little much, tbh 😭 it's actually slightly better in his bear form, so for little ones who don't do well with the snores he'll wildshape into a big, cuddly, fluffy bear!

#thanks for the ask!!! #fandom agere #agere headcanons #bg3 agere

[bwoahtastic]

Oh deer orphanage : how is everyone coping with the coming of the cold ?🥺

I think some would love it! Teddy Alex is just chonqy and loves wearing a million layers of clothing, papa Kimi as polar bear is obviously vibing and lil otter Val won't let the cold stop him from swimming! Mousy Nicky would just burrow in blankets and be very snoozy and cuddly! And he will let the bread basket snuggle too!

Max and Charles both hate the cold cos they liked outside for a bit, they stick closer to papas and momma and don't want to go outside much at all!

#asks #oh deer orphanage

[eggcompany]

Will is such a good boy

Hannibal leaves Puppy!Will in Duncan's care for a whole week. Will does so well except for the last day. Sometimes a pup gets a bit horny. Thankfully Duncan is willing to help the pup.

“Hello.” Duncan said plainly as he welcomed Hannibal, who had several bags hanging from his arms, and a sleepy looking Will. Will was dressed in slip on soft shoes and green forest pattern pajamas and was holding a big snuggly looking blue bear stuffed animal. 

“Hi Will, that’s a cute bear.” Duncan said and ruffled Will’s hair as he passed. Gently  rubbing the bottoms of his flopped ears. 

Will walked right over and flopped down in Duncan’s chair and snuggled up all close with his bear. 

This wasn’t the first time Duncan had babysat the pup but this would be the longest time by far. Hannibal had asked him to baby sit for a whole week while Hannibal settled some business a few states away. Duncan obviously agreed since Will was just about the most exciting thing in his life now that he’s retired. 

Hannibal set down all the bags and turned to his friend. 

“This one is diapers and changing pads and powder and all that. This one is mostly food and formula and there’s a list of places he likes to eat from. This is clothes. This is toys. And this is Big stuff. You have all my numbers and where I’ll be and I am very late. Thank you Duncan. Bye bye puppy see you in a week. Be a good boy for Papa.” Hannibal kissed Will’s forehead and was out the door. They already had their big goodbyes at home. 

Duncan smiled and waved and said a small “safe travels”. 

It was still very early in the morning. The sun hadn’t reached over the horizon yet. 

Duncan walked back to the puppy who was already asleep. He slowly brought his hands behind Will’s back and under his thighs. Duncan easily carried the pup to his bed, slipped his shoes off, and tucked him in. 

Will would probably sleep until at least eight. Maybe nine. So Duncan took the calm time to unpack and look through everything Hannibal had packed. Diapers, pull ups, wipes, bottles, sippies, shorts, cozy sweaters, a few pajamas, plenty of panties, a couple brushes, and everything else a pup would need. 

Duncan took out one green bottle and a blue sippy cup with paw prints on it and put them on the kitchen counter. He got a box of milk flavoring mix and put those next to the cups. The man pulled together an outfit for when Will woke up. It consisted of a pull up (if needed), some plain green panties, a pair of loose black shorts that looked quite comfy, and a big fluffy yellow sweater. 

Duncan busied himself with cleaning up a bit more and placing some toys around and finding a good Disney movie to put on. 

Just as soon as Duncan sat down to rest a bit before the puppy woke up, he heard a small whimper. 

Duncan hurried to the bedroom and peaked in. Will was stretching his arms up and arching his back and had his legs all the way stretched out and his toes and tail strained too. Will yawned and blinked open his eyes and looked at Duncan. 

“Papa...” Will said and wagged a bit. He smiled a little bit. Duncan walked to the edge of the bed. 

“Hello detka, ready to wake up?” Duncan fluffed up Will’s hair and petted down his tail. Will’s huffed and wiggled. 

“Yes, Papa. ‘M hungry.” Will said and flashed his sharp pointy canines. Duncan thought it was so cute he booped his nose and said 

“Oh what scary teeth. So sharp.” 

Will giggled and made grabby hands at his papa. 

“Okay pup, bottle or sippy?” Duncan asked as he picked the other up onto his hip. 

“Sippy cup! Juice!” Will wrapped his arms around Duncan’s neck and stuck his face in the older man's neck, his ears tickling Duncan’s face. Duncan smiled as he carried the pup to the kitchen where his blue bear was waiting already. 

“Bear! Bear!” Will wiggled until he sat down with the toy in his arms. 

“Let’s get you dressed before you play with your cuddly. Put the bear down for a moment.” Will was happy to lift his arms up and let Duncan undress him. 

Soon enough Will was dressed in his day clothes. 

The day went smoothly. They ate, played inside for a while, went outside for a nice long walk, took a nap (Will took a nap in Papa's lap while Papa read a book), and had dinner. Nighttime came around and Duncan bathed (Will sat in the steamy air in his birthday suit) and then Will would get washed up and brushed. Will got wiggled into his pajamas. He would snuggle his blue bear while watching a cartoon on TV (because daddy didn’t need to know if he broke rules at Papa’s). 

Duncan was happy as can be watching the pup wag his tail sleepily and snuggle in his blue button up PJ shirt and matching underwear. He was almost asleep when he heard a small noise and opened his eyes back up. 

Will was looking at him expectantly. He wasn’t wagging anymore and he looked sleepy. 

“Time to go to bed?” Duncan asked and reached out to the pup who just looked at him and didn’t move. 

“Will? Something wrong detka?” Duncan dragged the limp babe up into his lap. 

“Hot. Scratchy. Wanna be not clothes please.” Will said in his usual patched up English. Duncan thing for a moment. ‘What does that mean?’ Oh yeah. Will. Odd Brained pup. 

“Okay Pretty. You can sleep in whatever you want.” 

From then on each night Will would strip down to his panties and ask for a “Papa Shirt” and go to bed in one of Duncan’s sweatshirts. 

Everything was fine. Everything was good. Duncan took Will out for walks and let him throw stones in the pond and let him roll around in the dirt and was fine with changing Will when he had an accident and started wearing his pull ups. Duncan was happy and Will was having a good time. He ate and giggled and played with his blocks and Bear. Will let his papa pet his thin little tummy and rub his back. 

That was until the sixth day. Will had stayed at Papas for five days before. But never six. 

Will was fine all morning. Fine at lunch. Happy going on his walk. But when dinner rolled around Will looked nervous. 

“Where Daddy? Car?” Will said as he looked out the window toward the road. Duncan was in the kitchen fixing him a plate of food and sighed. 

“Will, detka, puppy, daddy isn’t going to be back until Monday. Two more days but you get to stay here with me! I know you miss him but only a few more days.” Duncan explained in a gentle tone. He didn’t want to upset the pup. Will was always so tender hearted. Will looked back at him and his bottom lip trembled. 

Duncan quickly made his way over to the teary eyed puppy, abandoning the meal. 

“Oh baby, it’s okay. It’s okay. Daddy’s going to come back very soon. He didn’t leave you, he’s going to come back in a few more days. It’s alright.” Duncan said as he pulled Will into his arms. Will immediately started to cry and sob. He’d been left behind by people before, before Hannibal found him. 

“I wan daddy! He left me ‘hind! I don’t wan papa! No! No!” Will said and struggled in the older man's arms. Will scratched and pushed at Duncan until he let the pup go. Duncan had to jump and grab him though. Will tried to pull the front door open. 

“No, Will. You do not run away. Come here and calm down. Daddy did not leave you, he went on a trip. You need to just breathe. Here, poor baby. Always so emotional.” Duncan said as he pulled the struggling pup over to his chair and up into his lap. Will stopped struggling and sobbed and hid himself in his papa’s chest. 

Will eventually tired himself out and fell asleep. Duncan continued to hold him though. For almost an hour he just watched the puppy sleep. Duncan went and placed the pup in his bed and covered him up. He watched Will sleep for a while before slipping outside with his cellphone. 

“Duncan? What’s wrong?” Hannibal’s voice came through the phone's speaker. 

“Nothings wrong. Will just got very upset thinking you abandoned him. He cried himself out and is sleeping now. He attempted to run out the door. I’m unsure about what to do to help him.” Duncan explained and took a long breath of the cold night air. Hannibal sighed on the other end of the phone. 

“If he acts like that again tomorrow, call me. Has he been rubbing on things? He might be sexually frustrated.” Hannibal asked.

Duncan thought back to the last few days. One morning Will had woken up with wet underwear but Duncan had just cleaned him up thinking he had an accident. And then sometimes Will would rub his crotch up against his bear plush. Duncan never said anything though because he assumed it was normal for pups. 

“Some what. He hasn’t been humping chair legs or grinding on the bed or anything like that. He sometimes wakes up with wet panties or rubs himself in that blue bear kinda absentmindedly. He’s never acted like this any other time he’s stayed with me though.” Duncan explained. Hannibal hummed on the other side of the line. 

“Yes but he usually needs to get worked over every few days. He can usually hold off for about four or five days. Would you be comfortable... well getting him off, to say it crudely?” Hannibal asked. He really couldn’t make his way back to Duncan’s yet. Duncan thought for a moment. 

“Yes, I can do that. Just tell me how he likes it.” Duncan said and walked over to peep in his window. Will looked like he was still sleeping. 

Hannibal explained that usually just jerking the pup off would hold him off but since he hasn’t orgasmed in a while that there’s a small vibrator and a bottle of special slick in a bag in a side pocket of Will’s Big bag. Duncan agreed and went back into the house. 

Duncan walked over to the puppy who was sitting up in bed frowning. Duncan petted through his hair and rubbed at his ears. 

“Hey puppy... daddy called while you were sleeping. He said you might be frustrated.” Duncan said and sat down in the edge of the bed. He ran his hand down the back of Will’s neck and down to rest on Will’s bare thigh. 

“Fustrated?” Will said questioning. He tipped his head to the side and looked down where his papa’s big callused hand was laid against Will’s hairy thigh. 

“Sexually frustrated. Daddy says you might want me to help. Do you want papa to touch you Will? Make you feel good?” Duncan said and moved so he could rub deep circles in the tender fat on the inside of Will’s thigh. Will jumped and squeezed his legs together and his tails poked out straight behind him and his ears tensed. 

“Papa...” Will whined and leaned forward to push the top of his head against Duncan’s shoulder. Duncan cooed and pet his hair. 

“Aw poor baby. You really need it huh? Since you’re such a good perfect little pup you can have it however you want. Tell me what you want, Will.” Duncan said against Will’s fluffy hair between his ears. 

Will whined and moved to swing his leg over Duncan’s lap. Will kept his face nuzzled into Duncan’s neck, he sniffed and drowned himself in the strong smokey cigarette scent. 

Will panted lighted as Duncan ran his hand up the inside of Will’s shaking thigh while his other hand continued to pet and rub the pup’s head. 

“Papa~ hode on! Only- only daddy can- can touch my parts! He said so...” Will said after Duncan cupped the front of his cute yellow thong. The older man could feel the pup’s hardening cock. 

“Baby, you’re a good boy. Such a good boy. Let me take care if you. Listen to Papa, little one.” Duncan said lowly right into the fluff of Will’s trembling ear. Will was shaking as he held onto Duncan’s biceps. Will let out a shaky whine. 

“Papa... pease pease pease take care a me.” Will said and rubbed his hips back and forth against Duncan’s hand. 

Duncan smiled and fluffed Will’s hair before pulling away. Duncan ran both his hands up under Will’s shirt and pulled it up off him. The older man spent some time rubbing at Will’s nipples and petting down his chest. Will whined and ground his hips against nothing, his cockhead peaking out over the top of his panties. Will gasped and whined loudly when Duncan slid one hand to grab and rub Will’s ass and put his other hand down the front of Will’s panties. 

“So pretty. Such a pretty cock. Maybe if you cum you’ll feel better. Poor puppy.” Duncan whispered into Will’s ear before mouthing at it. Will cried out and thrusted feverishly against Duncan’s rough palm. Duncan wrapped his fist around Will’s little prick and moved his hand slow at first. He went slow until Will’s leaking precum made the slide easier. 

Will trembled and shook as he held onto Duncan’s shoulders. Will kept his eyes shut and his tail shook rapidly behind him. 

“Papa! PAPA!” Will called out and opened his eyes. 

He held onto Duncan’s eyes for a moment before he melted. He screamed out and then clunked against Duncan’s chest. Duncan used one hand to work him through his orgasm and his other hand rubbed Will’s back. 

Will calmed down after a few minutes. Duncan cleaned his hand and Will’s tummy and cock and kissed his head. 

“You did so well puppy. Such a good boy for me. I’m sure daddy’ll give you a treat.”

Hannibal did give him a treat when he arrived later that day. Many many many treats...

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waking up next to ted 😽

If he woke up before you, he’d spend a hot a minute just staring at you & feeling so full of love

if you woke up before him, you’d wake him up with little kisses that would make him giggle lol

definitely very cuddly in the mornings, & is very warm

he’s more likely to be the “okay time to get out of bed” one, tho

loves some morning cuddles with you & Henry

I think the longer you’re together he starts sleeping without a shirt so you’re always getting a beautiful view of that broad chest mm mm mm

is embarrassed about his morning wood at first

eventually embraces it and starts to initiate morning sex when you have time

hair would be a mess !!!

imagine him waking up sick omg, would be so cuddly and you’d immediately know something was wrong when you’re like “let’s get up” and he’s like “noooo”

comforting him when he has nightmares, which i feel like is pretty frequent tbh

would always want to wind down and de-compress from the day in bed by holding each other and talking about the day, feelings, etc

gets so used to sleeping next to you, his first away game without you is a struggle

gives me “sleeps in the dark, no light, white noise” vibes.

^ bc of that, Henry always sleeps the best when he manages to shimmy his way into the bed with you two. what kid willingly turns off the tv at bedtime lmao

brings you breakfast in bed practically every holiday, and henry bug ALWAYS HELPS!! is so proud of himself

would splurge on a nice mattress

and has nice sheets/comforter/duvet

when you’re pregnant, he always tells baby goodmorning and gives your bump some love before getting up & starting the day

you make the bed together every. single. morning.

is a “sweeps the bed every night under the sheets bc he hates feeling like there’s crumbs” guy.

“mama bear” and “papa bear” slippers !!!

^ and i hate cheesy shit like that but with him it just fits.

some mornings would just be warm and quiet, just you two breathing and mentally preparing for the day

requests are open! send stuff in!

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