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sourlove · 1 day
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Omg the jock is so cute I was wondering if maybe we could get a scenario thing we're maybe reader and jock are at a diner on a hot summer night just chilling idk how you want to interpret that but I love your writing so far ♥️
TW: YANDERE THEMES BUT NOT REALLY SHOWN. LUCAS IS A GOOD BOY
A/N: I immediately thought of like a small town in the 50s or 60s when I read this lol.
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Thanks for the ask!
The heatwave that settled over the town had everyone abandoning their houses in favor of hanging out at the lake or starting up their barbeques. You, on the other hand, were heading to a date with a certain someone that evening.
"Y/N! Y/N! Over here!"
You had barely even stepped into the diner when you were swept into a bear hug. You didn't even have to guess who it was, by the way your feet completely stopped touching the ground.
"Hi Lucas," you said wearily. The star football player grinned at you, eyes bright from beneath shaggy, golden curls. You snorted and ruffled his hair. "You doofus, didn't I tell you to get a haircut after practice today?"
Lucas pouted. "I wanted to get here before you did. Look, I got us a booth! You said you like booths so I got us one!"
"Yes, I can see that. Thank you, Lucas." You sighed as he dragged you to a seat at the back of the diner, where the crowd was thinner. Lucas squished himself next to you, instead of opposite, rendering the booth pointless. You didn't mind anyway, as you were used to Lucas doing this.
"What can I get you lovebirds today?" the waitress asked, giving the two of you a grin. You smiled back at her. She had always been kind to you and had on more than one occasion, smacked Lucas with a newspaper for trying to makeout with you in the diner. She playfully glared at him and he stuck his tongue out at her, hugging you closer.
"Hey, Donna. Can we just get two milkshakes and some fries?" You asked, ignoring the way Lucas buried his head in your neck.
"Sure thing, hon." Donna walked away to place your order and you patted your boyfriends head gently. Honestly, it was too hot for his shenanigans. You let him stay like that for a while, though. As much as you refused to say it out loud, sometimes you really enjoyed being smothered by Lucas. It was comforting, like a heavy weighted blanket draped on top of you.
Lucas sighed happily as you combed a hand through his curls. "I thought you said you like when my hair gets long? I was growing it out for you."
"I love your hair, short or long, baby," you said. "But not when it gets in your eyes. If you fumble on the field again, I think Coach is gonna get his scissors and hunt you down to cut it himself."
"You love me?" Unfortunately, everything else you just said was obsolete to this boy. "You mean that, don't you?"
"Of course she does," Donna chimed in, holding a tray of your food. "There has to be a reason she would put up with you slobbering all over her."
"Thanks, Donna. Um-there's only one milkshake?" you questioned.
"Yeah, and two straws." She winked at Lucas. "Enjoy!"
Lucas beamed and immediately stuck the straws into the frothy drink, looking at you with such hopeful eyes, you couldn't do anything but sigh and lean forward to drink. You had to admit, the cold drink was just what you needed to stave of some of the heat of the day. Your eyes fluttered close as you savored the sweet taste.
When you opened them, Lucas's big brown eyes stared back at you.
"What is it this time, Lucas?" you asked with a huff.
"You're just so pretty." He smiled sweetly, the big dope. "I like looking at you."
You and you smacked his arm, though it hurt you more than it probably hurt him. "You're such a sap."
"A sap for you, honeybun~"
"I said don't call me that in public!"
"But whyyyy?"
You stuffed fries into his mouth to shut him up, giggling at his puffed out cheeks. He begged you for more and you rolled your eyes but relented. Sometimes saying no to Lucas was like kicking a puppy, there was no logical reason to. You could practically see his tail wagging as he ate greasy diner fries form your hand, licking your fingers clean.
"Let's go home," he whispered softly when all the fries were gone. The look in his eyes was so intense you grew flustered. Lucas grinned and tossed a few bills on the table, pulling you out of the booth.
You called out a hasty goodbye to Donna and she smiled at the both of you from behind the counter. There was something odd about that boy and the way he looked at you. But then again, who was she too stand in the way of young love?
The night hadn't gotten much cooler, but there was a little breeze stirring up the heat. The smell of grilled meat and distant laughter told that people were still enjoying their evening. You would have to swing by to your neighbor's house later. He always saved leftovers from his barbeque for you and Lucas.
Lucas held your hand tightly as usual. He didn't seem to be in a rush like he was on other nights. "What's on your mind?" you asked, swinging your hands back and forth.
"You."
Shocker. You laughed and shook your head in disbelief. "I can't always be on your mind, dummy." He glanced at you in confusion.
"Why not? You're the best thing that ever happened to me!"
You stopped walking and stared at him. He tilted his head, the action making his curls fall into his eyes again. "What's wrong, honeybun?"
The stupid nickname, the shaggy hair, the dumb, sweet smiles. Everything about Lucas that you once thought was annoying, now made you smile about your boyfriend. This was bad.
He yelped when you suddenly dragged him down by his collar to mash your mouths together but soon reciprocated the kiss happily. When you released him, his face was flushed with another stupid grin plastered over it.
"What was that for? Not that I'm complaining!"
"Nothing," you hummed, linking your fingers again. You would have to get the leftovers later, it seemed. You had plans for your boyfriend that night. "Nothing at all, baby~"
A/N: Everyone seems to love Lucas! And I don't blame you, he's the sweetest boy. Thanks for the support! If you enjoyed this, leave a like, comment and reblog. My asks are open though I might not reply to them immediately, I will try to reply to all.
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moonyswarmsweaters · 2 months
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Idk why but I find it extremely entertaining the idea that Regulus, even though incredibly intelligent, cannot for the life of him figure out muggle ‘magic’ tricks. How muggles achieve such things without any real magic is his life’s biggest mystery. What makes it even worse for Reg is that James is surprisingly talented at doing them and refuse to tell him how it’s done.
James using that to annoy his boyfriend in arguments like
Regulus: You are SO irresponsible! How could you……
James: *pulls out a deck of cards * Regulus: Don’t you dare
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kaionyx · 21 days
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I hope everyone who claims they want to be with me knows that i’m not this hard dom all the time. Yes I post about the many dark and sadistic fantasies I want to do someday, but that’s all they are. Fantasies. In fact, i’m actually a complete nerd and a huge one at that.
I can infodump constantly about the different conspiracies I have or about my favorite game for hours, bring you different rocks and things I find and explain to you how they were made and how old they are. Talk about certain points in history and give you facts that I know you aren’t going to remember but I say them anyway just because someone new is listening, I could go on and on.
But inside the bedroom i’m nothing more than a feral dog in a rut that sees a warm set a holes to fuck his litters into, forcing each and every one of these sick and disgusting thoughts that run through my head onto the precious bunny I claimed. Growling and repeating faux sympathy and all those degrading praises they love so much while marking their neck with bites and scratches from holding them in place as I abuse their little frail body until I had my fill.
Then it’s right back to the sweet, loving boyfriend from before until it inevitably repeats. I guess in a way you could say it’s almost like a golden retriever but yknow, in a scary way.
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themanfromeire · 29 days
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James Potter is 100% the type to fall for scams. My guy would give away his social security number if you asked nicely
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revwatts · 22 days
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Petition to make
'loud, chaotic and dramatic husky girlfriend x sunshine, lovable and adorable golden retriever boyfriend'
to happen.
"Chaos follow me everywhere I go." Boyfriend x "Are you calling me chaos!?" Girlfriend
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indeedgoodman · 5 months
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gegshshsbsbbsba · 6 months
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“james is a golden retriever”
“james potter = golden retriever”
like yes but like also… orange cat
like have you ever seen these ppl on tiktok posting abt their orange cats??
like that chaotic energy
the zoomies
the absolute embodiment of hyperactive adhd
(i believe both i just thought i should put this out here)
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whoisspence · 3 months
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[pt 4/4] dating spencer reid in every season | winter
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lucy-gray1075 · 20 days
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finnick odair and black!cat reader
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geminijade · 11 days
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He's So Babygirl 💕💞
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rashoumon-homo · 2 months
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Puppy Boys
-> various x gn!reader, sfw, pet play
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Thinking about puppy-coded characters. The ones with golden retriever energy and a goofy grin all the time. Maybe a bit of a himbo. Always so sweet and happy and eager to please.
You find yourself calling him a good boy without even thinking, but he loves it. You can practically see that adorable tail wagging behind him with how proud he is.
One time you slip up and call him puppy out loud. His eyes go wide as he begs you to call him it again. It’s such a cute nickname and it fits him so perfectly.
You’re nervous to bring up the idea of pet play, but it turns out it’s not much of a transition from your regular relationship. And now that you have boundaries and labels, you’re both able to relax into your roles more. He loves wearing his collar so much— the gentle weight around his neck reminds him that he’s yours. And he’s over the moon every time you call him your puppy or your good boy.
When either of you has had a bad day, you put the collar on him and sit on the couch together, throwing on some old comfort show. He lays his head in your lap and you softly pet his hair until he falls asleep like that, curled up into you.
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Characters: KIRISHIMA (My Hero Academia), BEAM (Chainsaw Man), ITADORI (Jujutsu Kaisen), Denji (Chainsaw Man), Midoriya (My Hero Academia), SASAKI (Sasaki and Miyano)
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Author’s note: this was just a fun lil warmup for me tbh. From idea to posting, this took like 20 minutes I think. Lmk if you wanna see more posts like this, it was a little different than usual!
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valenli · 2 months
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A Flat Coated Retriever anyone? He's literally the cutest..
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herigo · 5 months
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itsgxsly · 9 months
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Mick Schumacher is the perfect golden retriever boyfriend and I need more fanfics of that
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o-birdseed-o · 4 months
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Soap is a Golden Retriever
Ghost is a black cat.
That is all
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slut4procrastination · 4 months
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will graham is tired of hannibal’s puns
hannibal: will-
will: make one more joke and i will turn into a vegetarian
hannibal: you hurt me will
i love these two so much muchuchuchcuch yes! drawing mads’ got me a little frustrated, hugh's beard too. like they are trying to kill me (me when i make excuses for my bad skills)
instagram | twitter | art account | pinterest
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