#i found him as a puppy

[libraryspectre]

I miss my dog that I only dreamed about last night and never existed in the real world so bad

#he was a gray and white pit bull with blue eyes #i found him as a puppy #i named him yukon #severely distraught to wake up and find out he wasnt real

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 271

“Grandmother is visiting,” Damian suddenly said with no warning and with his usual not-quite demanding tone. 

“Who?” Tim wasn’t the only one to startle, seeing as Bruce had practically froze, a downturn to his lips in a silent show of confusion. 

Damian scowled. “Are you deaf Drake? Grandmother is coming to Gotham to, quote, make sure I am being properly cared for.” None of them had known that Ras was with anyone actually. At least Tim was pretty sure that would have been in the files. 

“Oh?” Dick didn’t quite crouch to Damian’s height but it was a near thing. “She-” “He,” Damian corrected, interrupting him. They all exchanged a glance before Dick continued. 

“Is he coming to the Manor or…” 

Damian scoffed again, a tiny bit of a flush against his face. “No, Grandmother will most likely be staying with Akhi-”

Now wait one moment-

“YOU HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER?!” 

#DCxDP #DPxDC #Prompts #Deadly Decisions #Danny & Ras are the homoerotic rivals that no one knows if they’re flirting or attempting a murder #It’s actually both they’re just also both Immortal #Danny to Jason: You can become a crime lord if you finish college- you’ve said you wanted to get a degree this is ur chance #Dusan (nodding): Mother has made all of us finish at least our basic education nephew #Why yes this does mean that RH has just made the heads in a duffel bag debut & the bats have no clue it’s Jason #Normally Danny wanders the universe but RAS (affectionately derogatory) HOW DARE U TRY TO HIDE THE GRANDCHILDREN #Morally Gray Danny #He’s well over 300 and that has an affect lol #Also has some fun fae vibes thx to his ghost half & human half finally balancing out #Let Jason & Damian be brothers #Tiny Damian: Akhi look I found a frog :> #Jason (newly not brain damaged & has no clue who this small child is): …. That’s great #Tiny Damian: *GASP* Akhi you can talk now :D #Fuck it- all the Al Ghuls deserve fangs from ecto contamination #Is Danny actually Dusan & Talia’s mother? No one knows and no one wants to ask the probably immortal fae being okay #Danny brought Damian a ghost hound puppy & Jason an original signed Pride & Prejudice book #How come Bruce wasn’t aware of Danyal? Talia forgot to inform him that the mother she was speaking of is in fact still alive #He disappears for a decade sometimes longer she was using past terms how was he supposed to know

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

YALL HOLY SHIT

LOOK WHAT SOMEBODY DROPPED OUTSIDE MY HOUSE

#omg omg omg ive literally pined after this moment for years #ive always wanted a shed antler.... #AND NOW I HAVE IT!!! #now if you all will Excuse me #i need to go wash this puppy!!! #bc deer are Not clean and im not gonna just let an antler Fresh From The Outdoors in my room #i dont think it needs a Soak but #yk. a good scrub! some soap! hot water! #just to make sure!!! #photos from the bog #oh im so happy. oh im so Stoked #shoutout to my stepdad who found it!! #when i turned and saw him holding it up outside #i nearly leapt through the glass in my Complete delight #i finally have an antler <3 where the fuck am i gonna put this <3

[lovesickeros]

☆ decadence divine [ act I ]

{☆} characters arlecchino, neuvillette, furina {☆} notes yandere, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings yandere content, stalking (implied), kidnapping (implied) {☆} word count 2.3k

ARLECCHINO

Arlecchino was wont to leave social gatherings to her subordinates– the private meetings were where she thrived. It was so much easier to lure your prey into a trap when you didn't have prying eyes and ears waiting for the barest hint of blackmail.

She clicked her tongue in distaste, her eyes narrowing beneath the mask of the fox as she set down her cup sharply. It was difficult as it was to draw them from the safety of their bubble– at the slightest hint of danger, her quarry would run. A chase would be fun, but she couldn't risk getting caught here. The political nightmare it would cause..it already gave her a headache. She had to be discreet.

They weren't making it easy, however.

Which is why she never liked crowds. But this chance didn't come by every day. She wasn't going to simply let it pass by because of a little danger. She'd have them eventually, it was just a matter of how. There were already numerous of her own lingering in the crowds, hidden beneath the masks that every patron bore. It was difficult to stand out amongst the flurry of masked patrons constantly shifting around the room, moving from one conversation to another, gliding from one dance partner to another.

Her heeled boots clicked sharply against the tile as she stalked through the crowds, keeping a wide berth yet always lingering nearby– she was sure they could feel the vague sense of being watched, but with the huge crowds..her lips quirked into a grin with the barest flash of teeth. There were a great many ways to break them in– she'd spent a great amount of time and mora to get anything she could for blackmail, if she so wished. She had the backing of the Fatui as well if she played her cards right– it wouldn't be difficult to convince them that they were a valuable target, and none of them would dare to question just what she did with them afterwards.

Perhaps a bit of play, first. Test the waters. She was familiar with playing the polite gentleman, despite her status as a Fatui Harbinger. Stage something for her to intervene, perhaps, to look the hero. The look of shock when she revealed the wolf beneath the wool..she could see it already. That wide, doe-eyed look as they realized the monster they've followed blindly like a lost lamb..she was beginning to see the appeal.

All it took was a few hushed words and subtle signals before the tiles started to fall in place, her hand gliding along their lower back as she leaned over their shoulder with a thin, predatory smile. She'd have to organize for the agent to be released later, her eyes following as the Gardes dragged him out of the room in a flurry of curses, but for now..she tilted her head to peer down at them, polite and almost apologetic.

"You aren't too startled, are you? Now now, there's no need to look so..scared, poor thing. I won't let another lay a hand on you," She cooed in a sickly sweet tone, the husky rasp of her voice whispered in their ear like dripping honey. "You have my word. Now, why don't we get you some fresh air? Come. Allow me to escort you."

Her lips pulled into a jagged grin at the relief in their eyes– the blind lamb following the shepherd as it led them into it's maw. Just a little longer, and she could finally have her own caged bird– a pretty thing to admire, to protect, to possess.

Something no one else would ever touch again. Something hers.

NEUVILLETTE

Neuvillette was not one for parties. The intricacies and delicate handling of public relations he oft left in the capable hands of Furina, rather then himself. It was only at her behest he even attended at all, but he still felt rather..out of place amongst the bodies constantly shifting through the ballroom like a constant rush of water from one end to the other, no rhyme nor reason to the flow. The only thing that kept him afloat among the tides was the mask of the deer obscuring his face– even if it was exceedingly difficult to truly hide himself among the crowds, most passed over him without second thought.

Though he had to be honest with himself, even if he couldn't bring himself to admit it to Furina despite her insistence that his attendance was mandatory. He had his own reasons for coming– selfishness that left a sour taste in his mouth. It was purely by chance he'd seen the briefest glimpse of them prior, and he..was intrigued, that was all.

He refused to let his thoughts linger on the sleepless nights he spent prying every piece of information he could from loose tongues and obscure documents, every moment he managed to squeeze in between trials spent lingering in their most favored locations– cafes, stores, restaurants, the like.

Now a masquerade.

He tried not to let the guilt gnaw at his conscious, but it lingered like an age old scar that still ached.

So he relegated himself to simply residing in the further corner, nursing a goblet of water like a fine wine, trying not to let his eyes stray to the brief glimpses of them through the ever moving bodies filling the center of the room, dancing like puppets in music boxes.

Still, his hand twitched in an instinctual desire– a need to clasp his hand in their own, to touch his lips upon their knuckles, to indulge in a moment of reprieve and unshackle himself from the mantle that bears heavy upon his shoulders. He seeks reverence, worship, but not of himself– but towards the one who had drawn the eye of the dragon amongst the waves of humans he'd seen come and go for a great many years.

No one could compare, he is certain. None have left him as breathless, as hopelessly infatuated, as the one who made him wish only to kneel at their feet in senseless reverence until he could no longer speak. A hopeless man, indeed, if he has never even truly met them.

Instead he's spent his time prying into their life from the shadows. Caution, or simple cowardice?

He dares not ponder.

Yet in his ceaseless pondering he'd blocked out the world without, failing to notice the figure stepping up beside him until their hand brushed against his elbow– just the briefest touch, but it had his pupils narrowing and his entire body tensing like a coiled spring. That touch..bliss. It left him breathless and lightheaded as he tilted his head to regard them, his lips parting in a shaky sigh. They are as beautiful as he remembers– even with their face obscured beneath the mask, he would never forget them.

"Greetings, Monsieur– I hope I didn't frighten you too much." Their laugh made him feel rather faint, just the sound of their voice making his hand tighten around his cane. "..Not at all. I was simply lost in thought." He admitted apologetically, trying to reign in the urge to cup their face between his palms. A dangerous thought. He didn't want to scare them off when they'd provided him a priceless opportunity.

"My apologies, you must have needed something. It was rude of me to have been so absorbed in my thoughts to have ignored you." He continued, gently turning to set his goblet down– offer them his full attention, be a gentleman. The words rang in his skull like a ceaseless alarm, blaring and rattling his thoughts as he gently took their hand in his own. It was a split second decision– an indulgence, but he could simply not help himself. Even with his gloves between them, he felt like he was going to lose his composure just from such a brief touch..

He truly was a hopeless man before an altar, praying for a salvation he intends to bury deep beneath the waves– to keep it hidden in the darkness of the depths that only he can reach. A selfish man, he must be, to even think of it, but it is an itch that he cannot scratch. A need that must be satisfied. He cannot allow any hands but his own to tend to them, to know what it feels to touch them, to hear their voice and see their eyes as he prays– prays like a man starved, devotion born of desperation.

"I hope I did not make you wait too long." He smiles, soft and affectionate, like the bloom of spring beneath the winters chill– yet just as deadly, only masked by the sweet fragrance of flowers.

He had waited too long.

No longer.

FURINA

Furina was right at home amongst the crowds– where the masks obscured the identities of most, it was impossible to not recognize the charming banter of the Hydro Archon beneath the mask of the lamb as she graced the masquerade with her presence, speaking with a silver tongue to any who would listen. A truly enthralled audience fitting for the grandest of performers in Fontaine.

But her eyes lingered not on the people who's praise dripped from their lips like honey– yet so very bitter upon her tongue. Even the mask obscuring her expression did little to hide the longing that had her visibly deflating like a popped balloon. She hated all the eyes on her, really– it was suffocating. She was only putting on a show in the foolish hope that they'd finally pay attention to her. Just her luck, she supposes, that instead she's had to throw herself straight into the role of Archon without a pay off..

They hadn't even spared her a glance! It would be infuriating if not for the fact she couldn't even keep her composure just seeing them across the room. They didn't even have to look at her and she could feel the heat rush to her ears as she forced another smile at the crowd gathered around her. It was unfair how easily they could fluster her without even knowing it– her heart was thumping so hard against her ribcage she felt like it might burst.

Her only solace was the fact none of the patrons seemed to realize she'd clocked out of the conversation, her thoughts and eyes lingering on the distant figure– what a lovestruck fool she makes..it was a chance encounter she'd seen them during one of her outings. That was all it took to enthrall her, evidentially, try as she might to have ignore it for months.

They never left her mind for longer then a day, in the end, and she had to face the fact they had managed to enrapture her so deeply she felt like a newborn lamb learning to walk whenever she so much as thought of them. What an embarrassment! She..she was the Archon, she had a reputation to maintain, she couldn't be seen fawning over a human.

But oh, she still longed for it, beneath the veneer of a God. She'd watched them more times then she'd admit even to herself, wishing to find herself in place of those who'd hands were cradled so casually in their own– to hear their voice, their laughter, as often as she pleased..like a fine delicacy she so badly wished to taste, yet so far from her reach.

Would they think her pathetic for her infatuation? She pursed her lips at the thought, trying to bury the sour mood beneath her faux image of the Archon. Yet it lingered, and with only the quietest of excuses, she slipped into the crowd like a ghost– she needed to leave before she did something..stupid. Neuvillette would surely have a few choice words with her if she did, and she was inclined to avoid such a fate.

She..she just needed a moment to collect herself was all. That was it. She could go back to playing Archon for a little longer, she just needed a moment to herself. At the very least, the balcony had been regarded as off limits so late into the party– which gave her an opportunity to slip out of the public view for the briefest of moments. A welcome reprieve– she was starting to feel suffocated amongst the crowds.

Perhaps on instinct, she reached for the mask, lifting ever so slightly away..only to let out a startled yelp at the touch of a hand on her shoulder, the mask slipping back into place far too easily. It made her lightheaded, even now, but she dared not to dwell on it.

But when she turned sharply on her heel to chew out the person who'd followed her and had the gall to scare her..oh, she was done for, her ears flush with heat. The brief glimpse of their eyes beneath the mask, the curl of their lips as they smiled– her heart stuttered in her chest, and she was certain it had stopped all together when they clasped her hand.

"Y–you.." She wanted to be angry, to brush them off and leave with her rationality in tact, but the warmth of their hands on her skin rendered her speechless. She was no better then a fish on land, struggling to fill her lungs with air as she drew in a shaky breath. "Ahem, you caught me off guard. That's all. Surely you do not make it a habit to sneak up on people?" She huffed in indignation, trying to mask the fluster that threatened to break through her carefully crafted facade.

Ah, what a cruel twist of fate..she'd slipped away to escape their allure, but here they were, dragging her back into their orbit without even knowing how deep her infatuation ran. They were alone, too..it was a chance she wasn't sure she'd ever get again.

Maybe, just this once, she could do something for herself rather then everyone else.

She buried her guilt, the fear– buried it beneath the need to be seen.

"But if you want to make it up to me.."

#genshin impact #genshin impact yandere #genshin yandere #neuvillette x reader #yandere neuvillette #yandere neuvillette x reader #arlecchino x reader #yandere arlecchino #yandere arlecchino x reader #furina x reader #yandere furina #yandere furina x reader #fic tag #pats neuvillette this noodle dragon can be so pathetic #aiming for pathetic desperate and slightly guilty. it gnaws at him knowing he's keeping you like a bird in a cage #esp if you react extremely negatively hes like a kicked puppy #not outwardly but internally hes a MESS. sobbing crying wailing #furina and neuvi sopping wet kittens u found in a cardboard box in an alley #vs arle thinking abt all the crimes shes going 2 commit in the process w/o an ounce of guilt. blackmail? check. kidnapping? check. #a little murder for flavor. as u can see im coping horribly w being practically snowed in rn i need 2 be put down #its like 4 degrees out rn (fahrenheit) and getting colder ueueueue i am dying.......... #only thing keeping me going is my furinameow plushie coming. eventually. staying strong just for her................. #also needs 2 be mentioned all the stories r separate ksjfkhdsf #no not everyone in fontaine is yan and trying 2 kidnap sorry for getting ur hopes up.. #yet #anyway u cant convince me arle isn't bribing (or just straight up forcing) her agents into doing stupid shit so she can “save” you #and make you owe her #two silly goofy little creatures vs the personification of gaslight gatekeep girlboss (heavy on the gaslight) #also split this up in 3 parts bc. lol. lmao. im not writing 9 characters at once goodbye #also all the masks do actually have significance i have an entire essay on why i gave each animal to specific characters okay

[catgirljaneway]

if there's one thing Kathryn Janeway is gonna do, it's look at her employees like the 🥺🥺 emoji

#star trek #trek thoughts #girlie put them big ass eyes away #it's the looking up that gets me #girl u look like a kicked puppy #“pwease for me???” vibes #love her but GIRL #ok it's really sweet ngl but I have to make fun of her!! #it's also funny when u remember they r TECHNICALLY her employees #ofc they are also her found family she's given mommy issues #but that's another thing #god she loves them so much #she definitely fucks them all up a bit #but you can't deny just HOW MUCH she really loves them all #except maybe neelix because she's not looking at him in any of these #I jest #I promise! #i love neelix #it's just funny #captain janeway #janeway #voyager #star trek voyager #kathryn janeway #st voyager #voy #star trek voy

[nyxi-pixie]

thinking about how out of the 4 party members its actually will who gets the most girls😭😭

like?? jennifer hayes? the girl at the snowball? that random girl in his class in cali? he doesnt know any of them theyre just all like yeah this gay mfer w a fuckin bowl cut is where its at 😤😤

#like?? mike found a stray puppy on the roadside and shes Canonically the only girl not disgusted by him #lucas put his whole pussy into kidnapping max into their party so the forced time together=dating #slay king #dustin pulled suzie and thats very cool of him but again #only girl thats interested in him #MEANWHILE #GAY WILL IS PULLING EVERYONE😭😭😭😭😭 #like the other party members have to force(?not the right word) interactions w girls before theyre interested #meanwhile will just exists and women are like 🥰🥰😍😍🥰🥰 #and hes like NO I LIKE M E N MEN PLS LEAVE ME ALONE IM SCARED #byler #will byers

[krakrac]

some very sillay skirk and ajax scribbles, the last one being unsurprisingly a few weeks old (the "chramst" is meant to be the bite sound whatever it is in english, i switched into czech there for some reason 💀)

transcription under cut because i cant be bothered to make my writing intelligible

Pic 1:

Ajax: "MOOM I frew up." (<- drank the Abyss Monster™)

(Happened for the third time this week.) (It's tuesday.)

(Secretly moved because he called her "mom".)

Pic 2:

Ajax: "Master, I think I'm dying." (← almost fucking died fighting the narwhal)

Skirk: "Oh you've grown so much." (← grandma mode)

Pic 3:

Skirk: "Hey, boy, lunch. Or dinner or whatever."

(Mysterious abyssal substance (yummy))

#this is for silly purposes only #because i view their canonical relationship as more of a #'weird ass fucked up woman found a wet dog of a puppy kid and decided to teach him fucked up stuff' #not really a mother-son relationship but she def is a kind of a huge teacher slash parent figure for him #skirk #skirk genshin #skirk genshin impact #tartaglia #childe #childe genshin #tartaglia genshin #genshin #genshin impact art #my art #art #fanart #genshin impact #genshin fanart #genshin impact fanart #skirk fanart #childe fanart #tartaglia fanart

[acetier]

will you be drawing any more of torin and varre? no rush at all, but i am lowkey obsessed with them now 👀

ask and you shall receive, anon :^)

#torin #varre #white mask varre #elden ring #varre x tarnished #tarnished #oc #ace draws #ask #replies #sorry it took so long to respond OTL #pls accept this humble offering :'^) #also pls click for higher koala-tea #torin and his pathetic skrunkly little war surgeon murder wife #varre and his sad wet puppy man tarnished he probably found in a swamp somewhere #also feel free to ask me literally anything abt torin! #might take me some time to answer tho since i will be answering with more art of him lol #i have created So Much Lore™ for him #if u give me the chance i will never shut up abt him haha #i finished elden ring finally so i'm working on more art of other characters too!

[quippip]

my silly little trimax theory that i will forever stand by is that i think razlo was the one who actually ran forward to catch jasmine when she fell off the roof when they were kids.

my main reasoning is that when he runs forward, he’s completely obscured in shadow, with only his left eye visible. which is how razlo is often portrayed in livio’s flashbacks!!

[Image ID: A panel from Trigun: Maximum volume 9, depicting the scene in which Livio runs forward to catch Jasmine as she falls off the orphanage, roof. In the panel, he rushes between two kids, who are depicted in normal detail, while he himself is obscured by shadow with only his left eye shown as a single white dot. end ID]

while I do think it was livio who was fronting by the time he actually caught jasmine, i sincerely believe it was razlo who got them running in the first place. plus, we see this scene from wolfwood’s point of view, and of course he wouldn’t be able to actually know if it was livio or not in that moment

#trigun #trimax #razlo the tri punisher of death #razlo the trip of death #livio the double fang #razlo is FIRST AND FOREMOST a PROTECTOR do you HEAR ME???? #also in my humble fucking opinion i do NOT think razlo MEANT to kill that puppy #like i'd bet money that it was a situation of him not knowing his own strength vs how fragile a puppy is #like we literally do not know what ACTUALLY happened #we only know that wolfwood saw razlo in the alley then the dog was found dead there and livio had blood on his hands #anyways. razlo apologist rant over #i just care him

[inafieldofdaisies]

Character Cards: In Hope of Tomorrow & A Trial of Errors |  Template by @marissources

WIP Whenever Tag | Tagged by @nightbloodbix @corvosattano @direwombat @socially-awkward-skeleton

Tagging, @strangefable @strafethesesinners @unholymilf @florbelles @euryalex @g0dspeeed @aceghosts @voidika @theelderhazelnut @purplehairsecretlair @clicheantagonist @cassietrn @adelaidedrubman @josephslittledeputy @josephseedismyfather @trench-rot @onehornedbeast @harmonyowl @shellibisshe @madparadoxum @macs-babies @carlosoliveiraa @wrathfulrook @dumbassdep and anyone with something to share <3

#okay i'm so counting this as a wip project this week because of the time the set took to put together :D #Sabrina gets two; because of the AU (rhymes oof) <3 #poor Seb's full name takes like half the graphic and just makes me laugh so much #Leslie's came out looking so sleak and is my attempt at making him want to be shipped finally... and stop being a sad puppy (to no avail) #i pretty much found the perfect picture for Cal's of Zorro -> climbing up a bunker stairs; Calahan is so helping him up with “Come on/ son” #I'M LIVING FOR MER's and THAT DRESS. <3 #tagged <3 #wip whenever #wip: a trial of errors #wip: in hope of tomorrow #character moodboard #moodboard #character template #character reference #character background #wip tag #oc: sabrina donovan #oc: mercedes “mercy” sibley #oc: calahan hartley #oc: oakley moore #oc: oliver mckenzie #oc: leslie parish #oc: savannah donovan #oc: candice “candy” donovan #edits #myedits #ocs #fc5 ocs #fc5 deputy #far cry 5 oc

[foldingfittedsheets]

Wyvern is still at the shelter. My betrothed didn’t want to know but I couldn’t resist checking on him. I look every day to see if he’s found his people yet and I get devastated every time I see his little bat ears at the bottom of the page looking hopeful.

I tried to make a Craigslist ad to talk him up but it got flagged and removed. I hate the idea of him in there, I just want him to have a nice home and love.

#ramblies #another puppy got adopted instead of him and I got so upset #I wish I knew anyone who wanted a dog but no #and they just got a bunch more dogs in #I wish we hadn’t called him wyvern he’s the very last on the page #if he had an earlier letter in the alphabet maybe someone would have found him by now #every time I cry about him I make myself go on a walk #I might be mourning him in our lives but I can at least remember to build on the fitness he helped me achieve

[yeehawbvby]

Lae'zel confessing her attraction to me, me rejecting her with Astarion in mind, and Astarion confessing to me immediately after felt so bad.,,.,,, why can't the whole squad just be a gigantic polycule....

#tbh i havent found karlach yet and i was planning for her to be romanced in my next playthrough #but i think i rly wanna try wyll next actually? he's such a silly guy i love him #one of these days ill try lae'zel too but. she's scawy kinda. but her puppy eyes at some points are so cute #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #astarion #astarion bg3 #bg3 astarion #baldur's gate iii #baldurs gate #baldurs gate astarion #baldurs gate iii #baldurs gate 3 astarion #baldurs gate laezel #lae'zel #laezel bg3 #laezel baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 laezel #lae'zel bg3 #lae'zel baldur's gate 3 #shut up crisa

[coffeemira]

need an age regression/de-aging fic where a post-KH4 riku has to take care of a younger sora, and bb sora is just completely awestruck over how strong and kind and pretty (and tall!!) his best friend riku got… and is so transparently smitten that riku, who is actually dating present-day sora, is just like: wow we really were oblivious how did either of us miss sora’s glaring crush on me??

#soriku #i’m picturing like… sora right before kh1 or post-kh2 #old enough to have butterflies over this other riku but not quite old enough to know what it means yet #just a puppy crush #there’s angst potential too if it’s kh2 sora before he found his riku #so he throws himself sobbing at older riku #but a BBS sora bouncing around teen riku would be very cute also #anyway i would write it myself but i don’t have the time #also am not confident about writing children #i just want riku getting to see firsthand that he wasn’t the only one pining for years and years #and that sora always loved him even at his worst #8yo sora doesn’t care that his riku teased him sometimes he still wants to play games with big riku #10yo sora doesn’t understand why his riku said they’re too old to hold hands #and is thrilled that big riku is happy to give him hugs and ruffle his hair #kh1 sora doesn’t care about their old ‘rivalry’ or that his riku was working with maleficent #he is just overjoyed to learn that riku came back to the side of light and that they get to be friends again #kh2 sora is loud about how much he missed him and very impressed by how far riku has come as a keyblade master #(also blushes when he sees him working out and then is confused as to why) #(i am thinking of that one manga panel where sora talks about riku’s “big arms” and how he can carry big logs by himself lmfao) #any of these soras would follow a cool older riku around like a duckling and be wowed by everything he does i am convinced

[puptoy]

Being a Good Toy

I already had an oral fixation but the hypnosis has rly helped me be the dumbest sluttiest little cum-licking cockpet I can be! I love when he rubs his big perfect cock on my face and strokes it while I lap n worship his heavy breeder balls. I swear his sweat smells better when he's turned on... Every so often he gets a good grip on my hair and stuffs my mouth full, making me suck n gag n drool, trying my best to fit it in my throat even though we both know it's too big for me. He's a little sadistic like that... he likes to watch me struggle to take it.

I love how easy it is to let all my other thoughts drain away and just let him fill me up. Sucking and slurping and giggling when he smacks his drool-wet dick against my cheek, dragging it over my face just to make me look like a messy toy. I love it when he shows me my place: underneath him, licking his big cock and begging to swallow his cum. I love when he makes me call myself names, just to see how much I'll humiliate myself to please him: dumb cunt, bitchboy, fucktoy.

Yes, yes, yes. Last time he visited, I remember him using me to jerk off like that one morning... I wear a mask to bed, so I was still blindfolded and half-asleep when we started snuggling... he gripped my hips and rutted against my ass, getting all worked up until he just had to use me. I was soooo sleepy but even as I woke up a little more, my head was totally blank. My whole existence narrowed down to be a good toy, be a good toy...

When he tells me he's close, I know it's time to open my mouth and show him my tongue. Beg for it. Please cum inside, let me, please, cum in my mouth, I need it. I dunno if I was always such a cumslut, but I'm not just pretending 'cause I think it would be hot to want cum in my mouth. I really, really, really want it! Want him to grab my hair and fill my mouth with his cockhead, hurrying 'cause he doesn't wanna spill a drop outside. Wanna hear him sigh and feel him pulse on my tongue, gently suckle 'till I've got all the aftershocks. I show him all the cum on my tongue before I swallow and he praises me. Good puppy. There's my favorite toy...

#i luv being a toy #gonna eat dinner n then im gonna listen to some new hypno training audios and get even subbier #specifically found some that instruct you to be obedient to ur partner #which i like #i think it would work even better if it was his voice but hes a busy man #mp3s just give his puppy a lil training on his behalf #im sleepy n i wanna be a brainless cocksleeve 2night #hypnok1nk #me and him #dumbification #bd/sm toy #nblm nsft #tw somno #just in case? cuz half asleep

[shawolsos]

Hello, I am once again pushing my Charlie/Babe = James/Lily agenda.

#listen i have this like disease where i think every couple has jily vibes #but this is like one of those rare occasions where i could give like a powerpoint presentation on my reasoning #honestly hear me out #listen i have a vision #way already like RADIATED snivellus #and then charlie was like a fluffy bespectacled puppy boy (who was like concerningly self sacrificial) #and he was madly in love with this insanely hot bubblegum bitch type who found him annoying yet kind of likeable and amusing #and had an incel bestie that was obsessed with them for like a decade and hated the bespectacled puppy boy as a result #and JOKINGLY i was like “omg its them 😭” #and then apparently the writers of the show read my thoughts and went “oh you wanna BET???” #because lest we forget the minute canon detail that lily heard james—[gunshot] #omg this is unhinged im sorry #pit babe the series #charliebabe #babecharlie #jily #marauders #marauders era #cerys rambles

[cybertron-after-dark]

may i please request a scenario / oneshot with tfp shockwave being vulnerable and affectionate with reader in his own way?? him unmasking and feeling safe :'-] thank u so much if ur able to write this I love how sentimental your work is

Oooouuughhh anon your compliments fuel me, I'm gonna make the fluffiest, tenderest shockwave x reader drabble you ever did see

"So which variant is this dude?" You ask, carefully navigating Shockwave's desk as you make your way to the console, colossal screen displaying a diagram of a reconstructed Predacon. You really feel like a mouse around Shocker, especially when you have to step around all this massive equipment that lays in your path, made for hands that could hold your entire being. You're relieved when one of said hands is offered for you to climb onto, and you're carried to the console.

"This would be classified as the Sinnertwin build," he explained, his voice monotone as ever, but you don't miss the slight perk of his antennae or the slight speed increase of his words. "A two-headed creature, one of the original Predacon variants from the Well of All Sparks. In theory, the dual processors will yield more intelligent specimens. Easier to train, more adept at hunting. From the connecting sensor nets and the link between the two processors, it is equally likely that the resulting beast will be of one highly efficient mind as it is likely to be of two. I will not know until the final product is fully formed and deployed, but the study of it's interconnected nature could yield breakthroughs in both improving the cortical psychic patch, and..."

The sudden halt of his infodumping has you tilting your head in confusion. His antennae are flipped down. Something's bugging him.

"...I apologize, I let my excitement overtake me. Illogical on my part."

"Don't stop."

He perks up again, and turns to look straight at you.

"You wish to know of the practical applications of advanced sensor bioengineering? I was unaware you had any use for such information, I can direct you to some of the more useful research-"

"Shocker, I just like hearing you talk about the things you're fascinated with."

Shockwave goes silent. He shifts, a bit, optic fixed on you in a dumbfounded stare.

"Ah..."

He pauses again.

"...I am... Unused to my research being valued outside of its results. Most do not care to hear the intricacies." He looks to the floor, uncharacteristically sheepish. You take the opportunity to ease his concerns.

"I don't need results, I just like hearing you excited and in the zone. I mean... I like you, so why wouldn't I like hearing about what's important to you?" You explain.

"...thank you. I... I find you endearing as well. With that established, shall I continue?" He asks, and you don't miss the tiny hint of hopefulness in his voice."

"I'd like that."

#shockwave autism event 💖 #shockwave #tfp #maccadam #i did so much research on tfp predacons for this drabble #and found that apparentky there was an online game about hunting predacons in shockwaves abandoned lab #apparently one of the preds we never see in the show used to follow him around like a puppy #they were really leaning into preds being shockwaves pets #thry really just said 'shocky can have a little confirmed emotional attachment. as a treat'