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gimmeurtmi · 6 months
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writerenchantress · 2 years
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babyboo + dnb with dragon dream
|| The first time it happens, Dream almost drops the basket he's carrying, and catches it only at the last second.
"Papa?" Ranboo asks, innocent eyes staring right up him, ears perked. "Good?"
"Yeah, starlight," Dream manages to whisper, weak at the knees. "Perfect. Stay close, okay?"
Ranboo nods and obediently trots by his side, his tail still linked with Dream's, as if it's not making Dream have a crisis. His son is holding his tail. His beloved darling soon has linked their tails to stay close.
This is fine. Dream is okay. It's fine.
He doesn't tell Techno, but keeps thinking about it for the next week, and then his husband is barrelling into him as soon as he's back from the marked with Ranboo, eyes wild.
"He held my tail," Techno rasps. "He linked our tails, Dream."
Dream simply smiles and kisses his husband.
It becomes a tradition, that they always follow - whenever they go somewhere, they hold tails. Ranboo is by their side always, since he's an affectionate child, and his tail is always linked with either Dream's or Techno's. It's such a deep but innocent to express their feelings, a gesture that appeals so much to their hybrid sides.
And to Dream, to the dragon sleeping curled in his chest, nothing is better than having his son and mate curled in his tail, small and snug, warm and protected. Ranboo is so tiny that he easily fits in the coils of Dream's tail even when Dream's not transformed, but now their son is sleeping on Techno's lap, his husband curled in Dream's tail.
"Who would've thought," Techno muses to no one in particular, and Dream's chest erupts in purrs that put them both to sleep.
And even years later, when Ranboo is a grown man, someone independent and strong, just how their raised him, he still links his tail with theirs - old habits die hard, and Dream has to admit that he and Techno often reach out first, for old times sake.
And sometimes, when things get hard and the word feels cruel, they all sleep pressed against Dream's belly, his giant wigs hiding them from harm.
His treasure.
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rongzhi · 1 year
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There’s this douyin account for a cat shelter and everyday he livestreams to adopt out cats and he’s always just like
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Something something time is a flat circle
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[Thanos meme. Part one: image of Thanos leaning and looking up from Endgame saying: “You could not live with your own failure
Part two: same image of Thanos now looking down, labeled as ‘Phone guy is Purple guy’ saying: “Where did that bring you? Back to me. End.]
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redysetdare · 28 days
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All this aroace character shipcourse has proven to me that a majority of people that interact in fandom cannot actually interact with characters and media outside of shipping and genuinely I believe you need to learn how to interact with media outside of shipping.
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ryuzumisama · 6 months
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The Pale Elf
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captainswhore · 14 days
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you see price sitting like this when you walk into a room post mission- and you know exactly what it is he needs.
he's licking at you and holding your thighs open with his rough palms- and you can't take it. his calluses and his beard and the fabric of his sleeves are rubbing at your legs just right- but not enough for you to lose focus on his hot tongue rubbing on you and in you and you've never been wetter in your LIFE.
his only problem? you're still moving too much. he can't reach where he wants to inside of you because you keep wiggling out of his way. his hands want to touch you everywhere- not just hold your thighs still. this is when he begins to squeeze at you everywhere, and tell you to rest your thighs on his shoulders.
"b-but price- hhnngh ohmygod- i c-can't. they're too big. thighs are too big"
you whine at the loss of contact, but then you look down and see him staring at you with massive pupils and a wet face. "lovie- my shoulders are broad for a reason. rest your thighs on em and i swear they'll have enough room"
and you listen, and you're crushing his ears with your thighs, and he's never been happier. the next time you look down? he's rutting into the mattress and you see his hips stutter when he groans into you and your vision goes white
(@chamomiletealeaf and i had SUCH A HORNY discussion about this and she told me to post it so here i am- and also omg photo creds to her. we've gotta reign it in lmfao)
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sidsinning · 2 months
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This is totally random but I am happy they replaced his purple snake with a golden snake from the pilot to the show
purple one looks more like a worm than a snake and the gold snake makes his design more put together and cohesive
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why am I talking like I'm doing an art critique at school
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tabooiart · 6 months
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Don’t be so formal! We’re all paly-wals here. I mean, look at us. We even hold court in your own tongue and form!
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chalkrub · 1 year
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do you think it’s a friendly wolf
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civetside · 4 months
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hello guys it's me miss consistent art style!!! wrestling AU????? sorry i am smashing my 2 current interests together as ya do, gideons trying to be a cool pro wrestler and harrow is her manager
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justanotherfanfolks · 3 months
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So Cater's new groovy...
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Oh, I see you TWST.
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Ok, something something feeling of drowning, trapped, trying to call for help, no one listening, something something.
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puppetmaster13u · 3 months
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Prompt 177
Now Dan is no coward. He’s not. 
But this stupid child body does have an effect on his reactions to things and honestly it’s a horrible thing that’s too small and too weak for him to use all his abilities. He could barely manage a fireball if he concentrated, yet everything caught fire with a mere outburst! His control was utterly gone, and a tantrum resulted in having to wear a stupid child leash backpack. 
It wasn’t like he was really a child, and it wasn’t like he’d get lost or some stupid shit that Danny would insist. Ugh, this isn’t even fair, technically he was older than him yet was stuck in a smaller body that he kept tripping over! 
Urgh, he’s even insisting on rewarding ‘good behavior’ and shit- must have talked to Jazz or something- because… Oh. No he wants the constellation bear, give! His star bear now, no takes back and, urgh, stupid baby body! 
Well, on the other hand, it’s utterly hilarious how much Danny sputters whenever he calls him Mom, not to mention strangers’ utter befuddlement. He ignores how Danny seems to be trying his best to live up ro the title. 
But! As he was saying, he’s no coward! He’s also not an idiot though, and having no control over his powers isn’t exactly a good thing. It’s really not a good thing when there’s a murderous-looking hero that he thinks he might have maimed in the future- which they apparently remember- staring down at him. So, he has to call in the big guns to fix this. 
“Mom, there’s a creepy fruitloop staring at me!” “There’s WHAT?!” Hah. Take that hero he doesn’t remember the name of.
(Behold the Grumpiest of Babies)
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 7 months
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Get Their Ass.
[First] Prev <–-> Next
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thedisablednaturalist · 5 months
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I think some of us ambulatory wheelchair users are getting pretty close to (or already are) throwing full time users and higher support needs disableds under the bus. And that shit needs to be shut down NOW.
It's the problem of: "how dare they treat us like those people!"
The problem with ableists isn't that they assume we can't walk The problem is they assume we don't need our wheelchairs if we can. That we don't need our handicapped placards or transport vehicles. That we are taking advantage of other "actually" disabled people, that the ableists also don't give a shit about unless they're using them as an excuse to be ableist.
The problem with ableists isn't that they assume we are intellectually and/or developmentally disabled. The problem is they assume that every intellectually/developmentally disabled person needs to be treated with baby talk, dismissal, and ignorance. That they don't see them as people and refuse to listen to intellectually and developmentally disabled voices without making fun of them.
Stop throwing people with higher support needs under the bus. Stop doing what the abled neurodivergent community did to all physically disabled people. Us cripples gotta stick together and fight for one another, not push one down to make ourselves somehow look better to ableist fucks.
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soap-ify · 5 months
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nsfw , minors dni .
okay but what if poly!141 with owner!price and hybrid pets!reader, ghost, gaz and soap
price adored his taskforce a lot. operating alongside powerful and trained dog hybrids was surely an experience, especially when he himself was just a human and the others treated him as if he was their owner. he started having a thing for it too, especially since ghost, gaz and soap were just so ruthless in the battlefield but with him? they were just some pups needy for his attention!
price thought that he didn't need anyone else other than his three beloveds, but that all changed when you came along.
you were recommended into the team by laswell herself — your reports are nothing short of outstanding and guess what? you also happened to be a hybrid. you were a great fit for the team.
you felt confused and anxious when you first met the whole team. price was more than welcoming, stern yet warm in his greeting as he introduced you to the others and went over the expectations. you were somewhat relieved to find hybrids like you — especially ones that were trained in similar harsh environments in order to be perfect for the military. humans seemed to either despise or fear hybrids — but price wasn't like them.
it didn't take you long to finally be aware of the dynamic they all had.
soap was the first one to be all comfortable and touchy with you amongst the other two hybrids. he was energetic and a menace, wagging his tail while he had trapped you beneath him, your gaze all confused and shy. "ye are such a sweet wee pup." he cooed, smothering your face up with kisses while simultaneously grinding his hips with yours. it wasn't long until you had started to hump against him too, feeling just so horny and warm, puppy ears twitching happily.
gaz had caught you and soap grinding against one another like some damn dogs in heat — which you guys technically were. he was all pouty and moody about the fact that you two were having all the fun without him. how cruel! he was quick to pounce onto the bed, grabbing your face and pulling you into a sweet kiss, eager to taste the adorable new pup in their team. he was more gentle than soap, but playful in his own way too, nipping on your sensitive puppy ears to watch your eyes glisten up with unshed tears while you were lost in this blissful tangled mess you were trapped in.
the night had ended with both of them rutting into you — gaz laying on his bed with you on top of his, his chest pressed against your back while his cock was nicely stretching your tight ass whereas soap was on top of you both, his cock ramming into your soaking cunt so desperately while his hands pawed at your tits through your shirt, both of the pups already so lovestruck by you, their cum dripping out of your holes.
ghost had always kept his distance from you ever since you had joined the taskforce about two months ago. you had started thinking that maybe he loathed you or something, but that all changed when you had sheepishly made your way to him in the middle of the night, visibly shaken up from an awful nightmare you had, your cheeks streaked with tears. you didn't even know why you had come to him out of the other two hybrids or even price. maybe because your room was the nearest to his. ghost would have initially kicked you out, but seeing this new pup so vulnerable pulled at the strings of his heart.
he had scooped you up in his big, strong arms and let your face nuzzle into his firm chest while you laid on top of him, soft sobs leaving your lips while you vented on and on about how the nightmares never stopped ever since you were initially rescued from the place where they tortured and trained the hybrids. a damaged pup just like him, he thought while his large hand gently rubbed the back of your head. your cries had slowly died down into soft sniffles, those teary eyes of yours gazing at his face so fondly — unmasked and fully bare for you. it was the first time he didn't bother putting a mask around you after all.
he had let you stay in his room for the night, his sweatpants lazily tugged down as his cock dragged in and out of your sweet tight cunt, his thumb playing with your clit to make you forget about all your troubles, your head nuzzled into the crook of his neck. he didn’t bother pulling out even when you had fallen asleep, relishing in the way your warm wet walls were wrapped around his shaft, unconsciously clenching.
price had waited until you were nice and comfortable with all his pups. of course he knew about the naughty little things you had been doing with the other three. and even though he had wanted it to happen, he didn’t let the opportunity of teasing you pass away.
he had you splayed on his lap, your mouth clumsily sucking on his cock while his large callused hand delivered firm slaps on the soft flesh of your ass, the sting causing your tail to flinch and straighten up while you whimpered around his cock, sobbing. “tsk, such a bad pet. getting stuffed with my pups’ cocks without me knowing?” he would huff some smoke out after taking another hit from his cigar.
he wasn’t a big meanie though! he kept caressing all the slap marks on your ass after he was done spanking you, his other hand giving you the head pats that you craved so badly from your owner, his cock still stuffed in your pretty mouth.
“be a good girl f’me, hm?”
you eagerly nodded, his hand pulling your head up from his cock to give you a kiss.
sometimes, price would let you all have fun together with him. you and soap would messily be sucking on his thick cock while gaz would be clumsily rubbing his angrily flushed cock on price's hand, pleading to cum since price had been edging him for hours. ghost on the other hand was given permission to fuck you since he was price's good lieutenant — always quick to finish tasks. so while you were on your knees sucking price's cock, ghost was already behind you, working your sweet cunt open with his fingers so he could fuck you later, soap whining besides you since he also wants to be fucked by his lt!
they all were smitten for you, and it was only a matter of fact until you'd fall in love with them too — unless you already were.
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