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blackopals-world · 7 months

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(The horny has taken me)

Nsfw:"What are the Yuus' sex life with their partners"

(Fem!Yuus because the male dynamics are completely different)

After this we go back to regularly scheduled wholesome content.

Riddle Rosehearts x Maid!Yuu-

Very vanilla. They are satisfied with missionary and cuddling after. You'd think they'd have a master/servant vibe but they don't bring that into the bedroom. Light flirting and teasing in public but they won't ruin their image with indecency. But Riddle does have a mommy kink and a praise kink. Yuu takes full advantage making Riddle lose his mind.

"It's okay baby, you can cum. Cum for mommy sweetie."

"Yesh, mmmnn! Mummy!~♡"

Leona Kingscholar x Vet!Yuu-

Leona doesn't initiate sex. He does however bother Yuu when he's in the mood, which is alot. Yuu will wait as long as possible because of their work. She isn't worried about Leona losing interest because he won't. Leona wants anything he can't have. Yuu waits until the end of the day to give her partner what he wants which leads to rough sex. They love rough sex with biting and scratching. They will go at it like animals and you'd think they hate each other. Whether fighting or making up the answer is sex.

"Where do you think you're going? You said you could take it. You sounded so cocky a minute ago. Now take it!"

"Shut the hell up! Unng~ If you'd just slow down I could adjust-nmm!"

Ruggie Bucchi x Chef!Yuu-

Food and fucking, what better than that. Yuu has a slight feeding kink. Not a fattening kink though. She just likes striking the moment Ruggie is full and relaxing. Ruggie doesn't try to escape at that point all he wants is to use Yuu's thighs as a pillow. I know the question. Do they do the thing? Yes, they do the syrup and whipped cream thing.

"Ayanfe? You're giving me that look."

"Mahal, get the chocolate syrup. I think you deserve an early dessert."

"Yes, Ma'am!!"

Jack Howl x Writer!Yuu-

And they call it puppy love~

But seriously they are too saccharin-sweet for kinky business. They are too pure! Too innocent! Too loving!

Until Jack gets in the mode and desperately clings to Yuu. He gets all whiney and tosses his tough guy persona. Lots of nudging and cuddling his girlfriend as she focuses on typing. He literally gets so horny it hurts as he waits as patiently as he can. He tries not to bite when he can finally mounts Yuu but he can't help it.

"Ja-akk please slow down! You're too big to-oo go this deep! I'll cum if you-ah!"

"Sorry...it feels so good. So tight. Please let me mark you."

Azul Ashengrotto x Marine Biologist!Yuu

Extremely kinky. They both understand how mentally fragile the other can be when it comes to love. One wants to be loved the other wants to love. Yuu is a bit obsessive which translates to body worship. Azul's controlling nature leads to using Yuu. They both are obsessive actually. Sexually Yuu will sit on Azul's lap while he talks to clients, kissing and nuzzling him while he pays no attention. When guests leave she will switch to blowing him under his desk. Yuu loves cock warming but Azul knows he won't be able to focus the entire time. He ends up breaking character every time and fucks Yuu over the table.

"Pearl, you look amazing wrapped around me. You'd look better with a collar and a leash wrapped around my hand. It will be easier than pulling you by the hair."

"Mmmn~♡"

"Sorry, I forgot how much you love that."

Floyd Leech x Orca!Yuu-

You ever seen a small dog on a big one? Sorry. Had to say it.

Biting so much bitting. It's just natural for them. They will also go it at a moment's notice. No fuss. No build up just raw animalistic fucking like nature intended. They aren't kinky because that implies that they aren't just fucking. They don't even care if they get caught, at least Floyd doesn't.

"Floyd! What the hell! Can't you two do it in your dorm? I sit there!"

"Fuck off! Can't you see we're busy."

Jamil Viper x Dancer!Yuu

Too tired to put extra energy into fucking. Unless Jamil is particularly agitated. Then he's rough and possessive. God forbid Yuu has a competition and is practicing with someone else. They love having sex when one of them feels jealous and let it be known Yuu gets jealous especially when others talk about how hot Jamil is.

"Do. You. like. It. When those girls complaint you when I'm right there?"

"Do you when you have your hands all over your partner? Do you think he'll care if I send him a picture of you riding my cock right now?"

"Only if you send it to your fan girl too. You're mine hibibi~"

Rook Hunt x Special Forces!Yuu

Insatiable. Fuck more than Yuu's prized rabbits. Kinky is a word they redefined. Really into BDSM but surprisingly they also switch roles alot. Enjoy predator/prey play, degradation, and bandage. While they aren't in an open relationship they have had threesomes. Vil can pretend all he wants but he has slept with them.

"Rat, if you make another sound I'll be forced to strike you again."

"mon amour, s'il te plaît, frappe-moi plus fort-ackk!!!"

Vil Schoenheit x Gardener!Yuu

Hate sex. I mean if you can't stand another person's personality but still find them extremely attractive you might just have fuck about it. Spiteful biting, clawing, and cursing. Vil may be prim and proper in public but this is different. He actually enjoys letting loose and Yuu doesn't complain about being held by the throat. Their little tryst will devolve once all the anger is gone to actually making passionate love.

"You were so mad earlier, you even broke broke skin this time. Now you're acting like a mother hen."

"Silence. Stop moving you are going to get the ointment everywhere. Do you want a scare?"

"Yes! I thought I made that clear. I can't wait to wear it everywhere and explain how I got it."

Idia Shroud x Otaku!Yuu

Toys. So many toys. They can't do it without edging, vibrators, pocket pussies, or dildos. God forbid they find something new to try out. They also love dressing up in cosplays. You don't want walk in on them, their is bo telling what they are doing. And yes to those wondering Idia does get pegged.

"Idia don't pout. I said clip-on not strap-on. I know you are disappointed but we already had plans."

"I know, but I thought I was my turn."

"Okay fine, but I still get to edge you."

Ortho Shroud x Dolly

Malleus Draconia x Noble!Yuu

What do you do if you need to save a dragon from a princess? Honestly, Yuu is very proper and keeps Malleus on a short leash. Premarital sex? Scandalous! They still do it in secret which leads to stealthy sex where they avoid getting caught. This is different because a railed-up dragon is hard to control but getting the even more stubborn control freak princess to back down is harder. It's a battle of stamina from there. Yuu hangs on out of spite.

"I'm...surprised you've lasted...my love."

"I'll pass..out after you...do."

Lilia Vanrouge x Celestial!Yuu

"Me and my wife saw you from across the bar and we really like your vibe."

Okay, seriously they are a bisexual couple who are no strangers to a bit of fun. They just don't have lovers around the kids. They are still very committed to their marriage. They have never told Malleus what their relationship with his parents was behind closed doors. Or Silver about his mother in Yuu's case. And yes that does make them brothers. It's complicated.

"We can always see if Crewel is willing to join us."

"Dear, I think as long as you're posing as a student it's illegal no matter how old we are. Plus I doubt the boys will forgive us if we go that far."

"I guess I have a goddess all to myself then. What a selfish man I am."

Silver Vanrouge x Odette Crowley

Well technically she's a dullahan, so.... Removable head. So you know.

I doubt he'd do it though. It would be pretty hot though. But he's on that respect woman mindset.

Sebek Zigvolt x Disciplinary Officer!Yuu

He's guilty of disturbing the peace officer! Please punish him! She has the crocodile in a chokehold and he ain't going nowhere. Sit.Stay.Beg. He follows orders like a puppy dog. That riding crop isn't for show and yes it's charged. But if he's a good quiet boy he gets rewarded.

"I'm glad we finally got to put that loud mouth of yours to good use. I'll keep my promise, if you make me cum I'll let you out of the cage."

(Okay, the last one has me sweating.)

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yandereloversblog · 2 years

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What about Bonten but sort of in a harem situation :0? Do you do that? Cuz I'm really curious about the general dynamic

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝙶𝚊𝚗𝚐

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚢𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 "𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢" 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘, 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚢𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞, 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝙷𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙺𝚘𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚒, 𝙺𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘, 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚘𝚖𝚒 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒, 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒 𝙼𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚞𝚔𝚒

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 , 𝚄𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚎𝚝, 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚛, 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎-𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2530

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Of course I do harems, have you seen my wattpad stories?... I mean they're pretty dry rn but they're harem related.

Let's get one thing out of the way first: Mikey will always place number 1, he's your top priority. If you want something, like to go outside, you go and ask Mikey first. If you genuinely want cuddles Mikey should be your first choice if he's there. Sure maybe one of the other executives found you first, but if Mikey falls for you too that's that; he's number 1, number 2 and 3 are the privileges for the others.

You're not allowed to breath most of the times, Sanzu's overbearing personality and Kakucho's over protectiveness suffocate you to death, Mikey is his own breed as he never tears his eyes off you, even to blink! Though Kakucho's leniency for your happiness cancels some of Sanzu's strict rules and scolding.

Ran and Rindou are always there to provide some sort of activity for you, they make sure you never stay in one place too long. Mochi is like scary dog privileges together with Kakucho, they're your unofficial bodyguards that are on watch 24/7 whenever you go out. But they're a duo that actually let's you have fun and let your leash loose.

Koko and Takeomi are a nice break, they usually just let you just hang around while they work yet they're also the most demanding. Koko always wanting you to wear what he buys and Takeomi just wanting your attention and affection at all cost.

They shower you in gifts, affection basically everything but freedom. A negative is that their hugs are always so tight, your clothes and diet are controlled by them, their kisses always linger for too long, you're always marked with something whether be it clothes, collars or hickeys, not to mention having to deal with the punishments that befall you when you deny them something -depending on the person-

'So how did we come to this.' You thought to yourself, actually, it was hard to even think with the atmosphere in the room. It was suppose to be a normal meeting between the executives and they let you attend because you all were going to go home right after yet Sanzu, like a dumbass, started a brag about how you were Bonten's precious gem, then he said "Now you just need the tattoo." Like you were an animal that was ready to be branded... Everyone assumed Mikey would choose the place where your tattoo was suppose to be, then Mikey presented them with the gasoline to start the fire:

"Wherever they want."

Then they started to argue, yeah that's right, the executives didn't ASK you where you wanted the tattoo. You weren't allowed to pick it as they would be picking for you.

"Can't I choose it?" You sighed out, a little irritated, all eyes turned to you and there was no sound made for a few seconds before Ran lightly laughed at your suggestion "Darling, don't be ridiculous, this is an important decision. You can't just choose it by yourself." And Koko followed suit with a few words of his own "Exactly, it needs to be meaningful. So sit there and let us handle it for you.."

Unfortunately you were sat on Mikey's lap, you didn't want to know what would happen if you just got up and walked away.

Then they started throwing verbal insults and suggesting places they liked the tattoo to be on.

"They should get one on the front of their neck like us! It's a very visible place and everyone can tell at a glance who they belong to." Rindou scoffed in annoyance, glaring at Sanzu who sat right infront of him, the pink haired male stood up and slammed his hands on the table "Fuck off Rindou! They should match with me! I'm the one who's keeping them in check while you and Ran might as well get [Y/N] lost one of these days because of how much you like to run around!"

"Hate to say it but Sanzu is right, if I wasn't with them last time we went out you two would've lost [Y/N] in the alleyways in the middle of the night." Mochi added with a scoff, rolling his eyes "Shows how much you care about them..." Kakucho mumbled to himself in a growl, mismatched eyes narrowing to glare at the two brothers.

"The fuck did you just say!? You're talking like [Y/N] has a blast around you when instead they seem miserable as soon as you enter the room!" Now Rindou stood up, only thing holding him back from punching one of the three was Ran having a light grip on his arm and pulling Rindou to sit down again, yet the older brother's whimsical smile was strained from the annoying accusations "Why don't we relax? [Y/N] doesn't need to have their tattoo on the same exact place as ours." Ran's carefree smile stretched to a light smirk, swiftly changing the subject "Why don't we make them get it on their thigh hmm?~ Maybe inner thigh specifically." Now Rindou, Mochi and Sanzu both stood quiet as they imagined that.

"Or their lower back, that'd be a nice sight as well." Takeomi joined in with a dark chuckle "Or their chest right in the middle." Mochi added in and Kakucho immediately was at attention on that "Maybe on the left side."

"Oh so it can be in the same place as yours huh!?"

"Sanzu, shut the fuck up." Koko sighed in annoyances "... I hate to say it, but while I do like Ran's, Takeomi's and Kanji's ideas, you do realize the tattoo artist would have to see them take their shirt and pants off." The long white haired male explained and had the others dumbfounded for a few seconds "... Maybe we can give them the tattoo ourselves then." Mochi suggested and Rindou, shaking his brother's hand off, immediately stood up and walked off.

"And where are you going?" Sanzu snarled and followed after him "Gonna search up a wiki how on how to do a tattoo." Before Rindou could even touch the doorknob Sanzu grabbed him by the back of the shirt, tugging at his hair on the process and dragged him back.

"No you won't! I will!"

"Bitch go right ahead! Your dumbass wouldn't even know how to if you tried learning it for a year!"

"Sanzu let my brother go."

"And what are you going to do if I don't!? Just stand there stupidly like Mochi and Kakucho do!?"

"Oh so you want your ass to get beaten today huh you pink bitch!?"

"You ain't gonna do shit Mochi!"

"Rindou stop whining over your stretched blazer, I can smell it's cheapness from here so there won't be a problem when you get another one."

"Yeah, cheap like the hairspray you use."

"Rindou what have I told you about bullying the less fortunate?"

"... Oh so you want to do this today huh? Say goodbye to your salaries."

"Hey- Why'd you do that for!?"

"You think I wouldn't notice because of the children fighting? You're not allowed to smoke when you're in the same room with [Y/N]."

You sighed softly once somehow the argument turned into a heated fight yet again, Sanzu was now fighting with Mochi, Ran and Rindou were getting their allowance cut by Koko and Kakucho had walked over to Takeomi and slapped his whole pack of cigarettes out of his hands because Takeomi wasn't allowed to smoke infront of you this entire month, the two scarred man death staring each other. It was scary, at this point you were just waiting for one of them to pull out a weapon and start shooting like last time.

You squirmed uncomfortably on Mikey's lap, the Bonten leader having hid his face on the back of your neck and through the entire argument he kept gently kissing at it.

Maybe Mikey found the fights amusing as he continued to let it happen everytime, especially to such a childish degree when you were here like he thought they'd entertain you. You heard an annoyed click of the tongue once you uncomfortably shifted yet again and Mikey sighed, finally leaning straight and looking at everyone "Enough."

And they immediately stopped. Sitting back down on their previous seats. All attention on you and Mikey.

Mikey then leaned to the side and made you look at him "Where do you want your tattoo angel?"

Now you thought you'd have a choice. But not really. It was clear by how Mikey had been kissing the same place the entire meeting ever since Sanzu mentioned the tattoo, lips lingering on the back of your neck as a few hickeys were made when everyone started fighting.

"On the same place as yours..." You answered back with a small smile, forcing your lips to tug into a bigger smile when Mikey placed his head on your shoulder. A pleased smile on the leader's face as well, eyes staring at his executives and daring them to say a word.

Your relationship with the executives noticeably changes when everyone is involved. Ran and Rindou can't punish, tease or be strict with you whenever they want, Mochi and Kakucho can't be as affectionate as usually, Koko and Takeomi can't demand too much and Sanzu can't act or do with you as he pleases because deep down he places you above himself since you're fully Mikey's property.

All because Mikey is in the picture, holding them to a level he deems fair by his standards, able to take or give privileges when it comes to you simply depending on his mood.

"It's decided then."

However, this dynamic can change the more you accept them. These men aren't stupid, they know damn well who they are and what their standing is in the underworld; at the top.

So when they see that you are actually afraid of them they are desperate enough to take control over that fear to keep you from running away.

However if you're NOT scared of them and genuinely enjoy their presence/love them and whatnot it will be a different story -basically have Stockholm Syndrome-

"[Y/N]~" Until the moment was ruined by a certain purple haired male, Ran wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer to him, Rindou in front of you and blocking Mochi from sight "We came back from our trip and look what we got you!" The younger Haitani grinned as he held up a pretty jewelry set up, a few bags hanging from his arms and you could only assume there were more gifts.

"Oh." A slight gasp left your lips when seeing the clear box "For me?" You glanced at Mochi with a surprised smile and he immediately nodded "When you went out last time I saw you staring at them." Mochi grinned as he handed you the sweet delicacy from the fancy shop "How'd you figure that out?" You giggled, happily placing them on the counter and completely ignoring or missing the indication how Mochi knew about that when you were alone despite them all being away "Let's eat them together after dinner!" But you turned to look at him with such a bright smile that had his heart pulsating "Of co-"

But your eyes shifted back to Rindou and you smiled "Thank you, but nevermind that, did you have fun in your trip?" Your sweet giggle had the boy's face heating up as he nodded, he was about to say something before Mochi interrupted him "Oi, don't butt in." "Quit being annoying, I'm just showing her the gifts!"

You giggled helplessly at the bickering before feeling Ran nuzzle his face onto your hair "Come on, pay attention to me too~" Ran let out a pleased hum when you hugged him back, kissing your forehead just for you then to be ripped away from him. Ran's smile was etched on his face but the look on his eyes was cold as he glanced at Kakucho who stole you away.

"Let them breath, you've just come back and you're already overwhelming them." The scarred man glared sternly at Ran, his hands on your shoulders. Kakucho's grip on you tightened a little before he let you go "Are you alright?"

"Enough of this bullshit. Quit wasting their time." And just like before you were stolen away yet again. Sanzu placing you to sit on the couch and immediately sitting next to you, throwing an arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer to his chest "Did you feel lonely without us?~" Sanzu's lips stretched into a grin as he awated your obvious answer.

"I'm fine Kaku-chan, you always worry so much~" You lightly teased the scarred man with a grin and lifted your hand up to pinch his cheek, Kakucho let you, and his usual stiff expression melted into a soft smile by your touch "It's you, I can't help but worry darling-"

Playing dumb you hummed and tilted your head "Hmm... Did I?~" The question caused Sanzu to flinch and glare at you, you reaching up to playfully pinch his cheeks, making Sanzu grumble and pout in annoyance "Obviously not." Takeomi mumbled as he sat on your other side "That would mean I didn't miss you either Omi."

Takeomi turned to stare at you and sighed seeing your smile "My bad." You giggled and playfully threw both your arms around their necks, hugging them close. The brothers glaring at eachother while laying their heads on your chest "Of course I was lonely without you! I was just teasing~"

"Well you gotta stop teasing like that." You lifted your head up to see Koko looking down at you, his white hair tickling the side of your face from how close he had leaned down to look at you "I really didn't mean it though." You huffed, to which Koko couldn't help but to lean down further and kiss your forehead.

"Koko, that's not fair! I wanted to kiss them too!"

"[Y/N] let me go! I wanna kill him-"

"And lose that position? Go ahead, I'll have 'em all to myself."

"I told you to quit fighting so loudly..."

They all stopped once seeing Mikey had entered the room as well, silence overcame the previous fighting as Mikey walked towards you, Sanzu and Takeomi.

"Move." Mikey ordered the two, eye lids lowering to an annoyed glare which caused Takeomi and Sanzu to quickly stand up and remove their hands from you. Mikey then turned his stare at you and you smiled back at him, ignoring the light blood soaking his clothes "Welcome back Manjiro~" You opened you arms and without hesitation Mikey gave into your embrace. Sitting next to you to where his thigh touched your thigh, hugging your waist with his head lying on your shoulder.

His face tilting to make contact with your neck as he nuzzled and gently kissed just above the collar wrapped around your neck "We left for quite a while, sorry." You nodded, reaching up to pet him and kiss his head "It's alright, as long as you weren't hurt and are here now."

Mikey stood quiet, only cuddling you before a grin appeared on his face, his face having heated up to a bright pink.

The leader of Bonten always has to say the last words.

"You're so sweet~ no wonder we love you, angel~"

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zoeythegoodgirl · 1 year

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Teacher's Pet

Your professor has called you into her office. You know you're not doing so well in her class, so you're nervous she'll tell you that there's no way you'll pass. As you close the door behind you, you notice her typical baggy t-shirt and jeans have been replaced by a more formal but low-cut blouse and pencil skirt. They accentuate her figure quite well. You dismiss this with the thought that she probably had a date after, but hope she doesn't notice your slight blush.

"Sit," she says, gesturing towards the chairs in front of her desk. You comply, and she sits on the opposite side. "I'm sure you know already," she begins, "that you're not doing so well in my class. You're a bright girl, and I want you to pass. The good news is it won't take much to push your grade back up. I'd like to offer some... extra credit." The sly smile on her face goes unnoticed in your relief.

"I might have a pet that needs taking care of," she replies to your question of what she has in mind. When you ask her what kind, she opens a drawer in her desk. You expect her to pull out a picture of her dog or cat, but you're completely unprepared for what happens next:

"Hopefully?," she giggles, placing a collar and leash on the desk in front of you. "Hopefully, that'd be you." The sight of the collar fills your vision, and you turn redder than you ever thought possible. How did she know the color to get to match the dress you're wearing?

Suddenly, you become aware of your surroundings again, and you notice your professor giggling. Your eyes involuntarily flicker towards her cleavage, that much more enticing in the current context. Somehow, you turn even more red.

"Don't speak," she says as you try to stammer out a reply. "Just try it on." Almost as if you weren't in control of yourself anymore, you comply. You find it fits perfectly. You can't possibly be any more red, but somehow you find a way. "Good girl," your professor coos. "How do you like it?" The only response you can give is to bury your face in your hands.

"That's good! Sweet pets don't need to use words," she says excitedly. "Will you be taking the assignment, then?" You nod with more eagerness than you intended, causing your professor to giggle even more intensely. "Come," she commands, "let's go get you some other colors." You meekly reply that you can't, and when she asks why, all you can do is gesture to the tenting in your skirt.

"I see! Seems we already want the first assignment!" You don't notice your professor has moved to be sitting next to you until you feel her hand gently sliding up your thigh and under your skirt. "I'm sure you'll get an A+!"

The rest of the night passes in a blissful blur. After you're taken care of and back in your apartment, you go through your normal bedtime routine. As you drift off to sleep, you remember your promise to wear your collars to your professor's classes, and think to yourself that this will be the easiest A you've ever gotten.

The smile doesn't fade, even in your dreams.

#zoey needs

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yanderepuck · 1 year

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I know you guys never get tired of my petplay so I've COME TO GIVE YOU MORE OF IT

Obviously it's Theo. Who else would it be.

I feed you Theo stans well, not with content you really want, but I feed you.

This goes a little hard and has quite a bit of degrading

"Say that again, hondje."

You whine. You can't even see him but you can imagine that hot stupid grin on his face. "P-please, master."

"That's what I wanted to hear," his voice for deeper and you just knew he already had a plan.

Theo has you blindfolded with your hands tied above your head. Your shirt is already unbuttoned, leaving your chest exposed.

You gasp and arch your back as you feel Theo's mouth on your breast, each hand cups one of your boobs while his mouth gives attention to your nipple. As you squirm you can feel his hard member against you.

Using some teeth, he gently bites your nipple and pulls it. It sent a shock of please through your body, causing you to moan. His hands squeeze and massage your boobs and his mouth pulls away.

"Look at how flushed you are just from that," he then grabs the bottom half of your jaw to make you look in what you guess is his direction. "It's so pathetic. I love it."

Your bottom half squirms more, wanting some sort of pleasure, just anything.

"Go on and speak, hondje. Be a good girl and use your words."

Your mouth already feels dry and you just got started. "I- I want you to fuck me."

"And who am I to you?"

You whine again. "My...my master."

"Good girl," he tugs on the leash he has you on. "My good little hondje is finally learning."

He lifts your skirt up and rubs you through your panties, you're already soaked panties. This teasing has lasted longer than you can stand, and much longer than you thought Theo could control himself.

You rub your legs together for more friction but he quickly spreads them apart.

"Stay."

You whine and try so hard not to squirm that you forget to breathe. You feel him moving in the bed and then hear the sound of his clothes dropping to the floor. Why does he get to see you sprawled out, helpless in the bed and you can't even see his chest?

You end up pouting at this thought, and Theo obviously notices. He pulls the leash enough to force you to sit up. "What's with that look. A whining dog doesn't get what they want, you know."

The air seemed to be pushed out of your lungs as you were so forcefully pulled up. You couldn't even speak now, just let out soft moans from the feeling of the collar choking you.

"I like you like this more," he strokes your hair and kisses you roughly before letting you fall back into the bed.

His touch is gentle despite how quickly he's trying to get your skirt and underwear off. You do your best to help him by moving your hips up.

"Hmmm. Look at how beautiful you are."

His hands glide up your legs, squeezing your thighs, and grabbing your hips. His hands slide under you to firmly grab your ass.

"And you're all mine to use."

He presses his tip against your opening, but doesn't enter you yet.

You whine again and start to squirm. He's so close but still too far. "M-master please!"

"Please what?"

"Fuck me already. I want you so badly it hurts," if he teased you anymore you think you would cum just by touch, that's how needy you are.

"Aww, aren't you adorable when you beg," he pushes his tip inside. "But don't forget I'm the one who makes the rules."

Theo wraps the leash around one of his hands to keep it tight. With his other hand he holds onto your waist firmly.

You're so wet is cock just slides right in. You gasp and pull your hands against their restraint. How do you keep forgetting how big he is. You think you would be used to his size by now.

"Why don't we try fitting all of me inside you. I should be able to feel you all the way up here," he presses his thumb against you, just below your belly button.

He slowly pushes more of himself into you, watching your face contort as he stretches you. "I think I'm getting closer," he presses more firmly on your skin.

Theo takes one of your legs and puts it over his shoulder so it's easier to get deeper. You gasp and pull your hands again.

"Almost there," he chuckles deeply. He's looking down and watching his cock disappear into you. "You're doing so well, hondji. If you keep this up I'll give you a reward."

Youve been biting your lip, not wanting to scream or moan too loudly. You are technically getting what you wanted, his cock inside you, but he's going so deep you aren't sure if you can take it all.

"There we go. All the way in."

You didn't even notice but you were holding your breath. You finally let your lip go and moan. Theo runs his hand against your abdomen. "I can feel me all the way up here."

He can tell you're trying so hard not to move. Your legs are already trembling from your self control.

"I think I'll stay like this for a bit. You are my personal cock warmer after all."

He loosens the leash and rubs his hands up your torso to grope your breasts.

"I've always wanted to put my cock between your tits and pleasure myself that way," he squeezes them roughly, almost too rough.

"M-master," you moan much louder than you expected. "P-please fuck me," you're breathing got heavy. "Fuck me and fill me with your cum," your walls started to tighten around him, anything for the slightly bit of movement.

He moans. "I guess I've had you wait long enough," he ends up pulling out just enough to leave his tip in, then once he has a good hold on your waist he slams back into you.

You yell out, not expecting him to thrust with so much force, but you don't have a chance to catch your breath. He keeps thrusting, but he's not going as deep as you know he can.

Theo moans and uses you the way he wants.

You already feel your body reaching its climax. With as much teasing as he did, you knew it wouldn't take long, but you knew Theo could last a while.

There have been times you've needed a break and he hasn't even cum yet, and this might be one of those times.

Theo leans down and kisses your lips roughly. "You're going to cum already, aren't you?"

You're at the point already where you can't even speak, you're already overstimulated that you can't form words, only moans and whines.

He chuckles. "I didn't realize you loved my cock this much."

Theo didn't slow down, even after he got you to cum twice. After the third time he slowed down and pulled out of you.

"Let's try something else."

You can't tell if you were relieved or upset that he's left you empty now. All you could do was pant. Theo turns you over into your stomach and makes you get on your knees.

"Would you look at that," he grains as he grabs your ass, then spanks you. You let out a yelp and jerk forward slightly. He moves you back to where he put you. "Stay!"

He spanks you again and then rubs the red mark he left. You whimper and bury your head into a pillow.

"Good girl," he purrs. "You're being such a good girl," he strokes your hair before grabbing a fist full of it and pulling your face out of the pillow. "but I want to hear those moans and screams. I want you to scream my name every time I make you cum," his voice got lower and lower as he spoke in your ear. "Can you do that, hondji?"

You nod your head "Y-yes master!"

"Good girl," he lets you go and strokes your hair down, fixing the mess he made. "Now keep your pretty little ass up for me."

He speaks your legs slightly and enters you again. He moans as he pushes himself all the way in before thrusting again.

He's hitting at different angles now, and it's easier for him to get deeper, meaning your screams get louder. Every time you try to muffle yourself he pulls on your leash and slams into you.

"T-Theo!" You scream his name as you cum again, and each time after that you scream his name. You wonder how much longer he's able to go. How isn't he tired yet. You're barely doing anything and your body feels like it's going to collapse.

Suddenly he loosens on the leash and holds your hips firmly. "F-fill me, master!"

Theo keeps a firm hold on you until he finally cum, thrusting in you deep. His moans might actually be louder than yours.

He rides out his high, giving little thrusts until he's done. He carefully pulls out of you and you both collapse at the same time. Your body goes flat on the bed and he lays down beside you, both of you out of breath.

As you're trying to get your breath back he unties your hands and takes the blind fold off. It takes your eyes a minute to adjust and see anything.

Theo unlatches the leash but keeps the collar on you. "Come here," he's so out of breath but he pulls you into his arms and into his chest, kissing the top of your head.

"Theo?" you breathe heavily.

"Yes?"

"Let not have sex for a while after that," your body is basically a limp. He could throw you across the room and you wouldn't even care.

He chuckles "I'm pretty sure that's what you said a few days ago."

#smut smut smut #ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp theo #i went s little hard on this one #but i couldn't help it #i got so into it that i wrote it in two hours

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idolelysia · 9 months

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kaveh x alhaitham (top kaveh) bdsm & pet play with breeding kink <3

anonymous asked: Could you write Kaveh x Alhaitham with Top Kaveh, pet play, BDSM, degradation, and D/s dynamics. Also if you wouldn't mind I would love to see there breeding kink (ofc if you aren't comfortable with writing that I understand)

of course, not a problem at all! see under cut <3

cw: bdsm, degradation, pet play, d/s, breeding kink. this is kavetham for those of you who are only into haikaveh <3

Something snaps in Kaveh. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does, Alhaitham finds it hard to keep the satisfied smile off his usually unreadable face.

It’s usually a petty argument that tips him over the edge, Alhaitham knows how to push his buttons, treading the line between actually pissing him off and letting him know he’s up for more. It’s worked in his favor today; because now Alhaitham is on his knees, wearing nothing but his boxer shorts and a green-and-silver collar; a leash attached to it, the other end wrapped around Kaveh’s delicate wrist.

“Thought I’d taught you better than to scrap with your master,” he says, giving it a tug as he walks in a circle around him, hard enough that Alhaitham feels the cold metal of the collar tight against the base of his throat. “You know what happens when a pup misbehaves, right?”

Alhaitham whimpers.

“And to think, I was feeling sorry for you…,”

“Sorry for me?”

"Thought maybe you were desperate. Feeling all hard and hot and het up and pathetic, wanting nothing more than to mount me from behind," he tugs again. "And filling my stomach with your seed. Yeah, I thought so."

Goosebumps spread across Alhaitham's arms, Kaveh's words make him shudder, the familiar fire in the pit of his stomach rushing right down to his swollen crotch stoked by the fact that his master can read him like a book. Even when he fucks him, it's on Kaveh's terms. Just one word, one stop or pause, and he can ruin Alhaitham's night - Kaveh loves playing with him, edging him like that, so much that it's been a long, long time since he's been able to lose control inside of him, breed him until his tiny stomach swells up from how much of his cum he's taking...

Where's your composure, Haitham - he wonders to himself as Kaveh raises his eyebrows, staring down at his dump pup. He can feel drool pooling at the side of his lips, and is pretty sure Kaveh can read every thought on his mind.

"But you know what, Hayi?" He pouts. "Bad dogs don't get what they want. How else will they learn?"

Kaveh lets his shoulders droop and mock-shrugs as if it's all Alhaitham's fault; then looks at his end of the leash. "I better keep this on you for a while. Don't want you running off your heat all around the house. I've had a long day, I can't put up with your begging."

Alhaitham blinks, knowing what's coming but begging it to not be true. Kaveh crosses over to the dining table, bends down, and ties the lead around one of the heavy legs. Then, he returns to Alhaitham's side, grinning.

"Got something to say, Hayi?"

"Kaveh, please -,"

"Aghh," he sucks the air between his teeth, scowling. "I was really hoping, for your sake...,"

Kaveh reaches into his pocket and slowly produces two items, dangling them in front of his face. A pair of rope cuffs, and a...

"Ballgag. Handcuffs. Those should allow me to have a peaceful evening of looking over some client briefs without having to worry about a needy pup humping my leg, right?"

When he's finished tightening the cuffs behind his back, such strong rope that any attempt to wiggle out of them would only result in burn on Alhaitham's wrists, Kaveh pats one cheek condescendingly before placing the gag into his mouth. Alhaitham struggles against it, but Kaveh is a pro, his fingers quick and skilled at fastening the clip around his head, his eyes glimmering with satisfaction.

"Now," he chuckles to himself, stepping back to admire his work. Alhaitham's vocalising comes out as nothing more than faint muffles and the sound of air sucking and pushing through the small ventilation holes in the ball. Kaveh cocks his head for a second. "I have to go get my Kamera. Document what a pathetic little slut you are."

(end)

#kavetham #kaveh x alhaitham #haikaveh #kavetham smut #genshin smut #haikaveh smut #kavetham fanfic #haikaveh fanfic #genshin fanfic #prompt fill #answered #writing #*

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beast-to-be-tamed · 6 months

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Been scrolling through your blog and god, you're making me insane. I can't stop thinking about trying to ride you during a rut, and I have to keep yanking your leash back with one hand and scratching your ears and tugging your fur with the other because if you buck inside me too often I won't be able to lift myself to ride you, and I want to show you that I'm grateful, that you're a good boy for me, but leash-choking you just makes you buck harder, and I have to lean my weight forward on you as we're both scrambling to maintain control, and I lift my hands up to clutch at your neck and jaw and stroke you, pet you, but every thrust upwards makes me tighten my grip over your jugular just that tiniest bit. Would you drool? Wanting so so badly to let go and fuck me to screaming? We're both shaking for it. I think i'd see stars feeling you try to swallow under my hands, choke a little even as you thrust deep.

Goddamn. I don't get like this. I'm always so collected but I feel feral for you, and I'm not even a wolf like you. Cause sure you're a pup, but you're a wolf much more than that. I wanna sink my calloused hands into your fur and tug and pet after we're done, feel your knot shift inside me while I scratch and stroke you all over, so sated. Fuck, You wouldn't mind if I tightened your collar a little, would you Johnny? For next time? When I've got my mouth on you, to remind you please don't to cum yet, I need you inside me proper, wanna feel you fill me up and watch your face in the ecstacy of it. I love seeing you orgasm. Or maybe when we're stretching together, working out. I tug it to remind you to focus. Need my big bad wolf in good shape after all, so we can keep up with each other. But right now? Just warm n fuzzy while I stroke you, both of us half asleep. You don't mind if I curl into you and snuggle close, right, Johnny-boy?

~ 🥂

(I'm not used to sending asks, and I always get so nervous around other dom-leaning ppl bc I don't want to impose my own preferred dynamic/make em uncomfortable. Was this good for you, bud? Did ya like it?)

I fucking loved it, champagne anon. Holy shit. I'm worried my response will be lackluster in comparison, in all honesty.

I'd be so happy to wear a collar for you, darling, hear the tags jingle as I fuck into you, a happy reminder of how hard I'm pounding into your tight holes. I'd be so good for you, fuck you the way you deserve. And I'd love the reminder that I'm yours, love to feel you tug on it when I'm misbehaving. I'm a dog, need some guidance from my owner and all. You can't expect me to know!

I'm kind of obsessed with your calloused hands, too - I never thought I'd find that sexy but, fuck, anon, you've got me there. Do you play as well? I'd love to jam with you sometime if you do, bounce riffs off each other all night. Nearly as good as sex, if you ask me.

Would adore cuddling with you after the fact. Sweetheart, you've painted my dreams here. Obsessed.

#🥂 anon #johnny barking #nsft #nsft text #werewolf nsft #monsterfucking nsft #monster fucker #werewolf boyfriend #bd/sm kink

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too-much-tma-stuff · 11 months

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Tma fanfic request- werewolf gerry taken into an animal shelter as 'large injured dog' getting adopted/fostered by person of your choosing

Gerry had known this was coming really, no matter how smart he was he was sort of bound to have animal control called on him at some point. he was smart, and he tried to stay out of the way, but his transformations weren't anywhere near as predictable as media made it seem. It happened more closer to the full moon but he couldn't always predict it which was why sometimes he was the large dog lost in town.

This hadn't been the first time that he had had animal control called on him, but this was the first time that they had caught him. He had to give the dog catcher some credit, he'd had to be very clever to corner Gerry. Though if he had really been willing to hurt the human he still would have gotten away, well, here he was. Here being a kennel in the local animal shelter with no fingers to unlatch the door of the cage and let himself out. He had to get out though, or he might get caught turning back into a human!

He paced back and forth in the little space he had, trying to think. He stopped abruptly and his perked up when he heard voices coming his way. "Honestly Tim you can't keep going on like this," Someone hissed angrily. "Having a pet will do you good, make you think about something other then how the ~universe has wronged you~," he sounded very exasperated.

"Great, it's not enough that we're all going to get hunted and die by crazy monsters, I have to get an innocent animal involved. When it gets full of worms I'm going to make you deal with it," the other man drawled, peeking Gerry's interest even more. These two *must* have been touched by the dread powers, would they recognize him?

Two tall men came around the corner, one dark haired and slim, conventionally attractive features made interesting by what looked like pockmark scars on visible skin. The other was blond and broader, they were both looking annoyed but the dark haired one was straight up angry. They both paused when they saw Gerry, he was sitting staring back at them, ending up in a staring match with the dark hared one, Tim?

"See? Don't you think a dog like that might even make you feel safer?" The blond asked, gesturing at Gerry and glaring at Tim.

Tim, now looking stubborn and sulky. "What's he going to do against the worms, martin?"

"Jane Prentiss is dead and burned," Martin said, rolling his eyes. And wasn't that interesting news? "We're being hunted by doors and mannequins now, do keep up."

"Ya and our freaky boss."

"Well a dog could help with the boss couldn't it?!" Martin shot back and Tim sighed.

"Fine, but just to make you shut up. And when something eventually kills me you'd better take care of it." He snapped before stomping off.

Alright, this was going better then expected, it seemed like he was about to be 'adopted' by someone who might actually understand his situation. Not only that but... he'd been without a hunting partner since Gertrude died, and he missed Pack. Could these two, or at least the angry one be Pack?

It wasn't long before the two came back with a attendant babbling about how Gerry shouldn't be adopted yet! He'd only just come in, he hadn't seen the vet and he'd shown signs of aggression during pick up. Martin was all sweet smiles and comforting words now, talking circles around the attendant while Tim continued to sulk.

When the attendant handed Martin the lead Martin handed it to Tim, who eyed it uncertainly before stepping into the kennel. Gerry sat still, watching Tim, he wasn't the biggest fan of leashes besides in some very specific circumstances, but this was his best shot for getting out of the shelter and through this experience without getting caught and experimented on.

Tim made a 'huh' sound and then clipped the lead to the collar they'd managed to wrestle onto Gerry. He smiled a little and patted Gerry's head, who didn't try to stop his tail wagging a little as he leaned into the petting, it did feel good. "Well alright then, I guess I'm going to have to figure out a name for you," Tim said thoughtfully and Gerry huffed, making him smile a little wider.

"We'll make sure he goes to a vet I promise," Martin is telling the worker reassuringly as he waves to Tim who comes out of the kennel with Gerry trotting at his side.

Martin relaxed once they were in the car and only then did Gerry notice he'd been tense, he was good as that, was he web? Tim got into the backseat with Gerry while Martin was in the front starting the car.

Finally out of the kennel and feeling safe Gerry noticed how long the day had been. He was exhausted, and he wanted these two to be pack, they felt safe. He lay down and put his head in Tim's lap, the human made a slightly startled sound and then relaxed, starting to pet Gerry's fur again, missing the knowing look Martin gave him.

It felt nice, and as Tim started to test out names and Gerry ignored or growled at them it felt natural. Martin and Tim started playing a sort of hot and cold game, trying to figure out what Gerry's name would be, it was sort of fun. And when eventually they got it Gerry's ears perked and his tail thumped against the car seat as it wagged.

"Gerry it is!" Tim laughed, scratching behind Gerry's ear. "Welcome to the madhouse Gerry. I wonder how Jon would feel about me bringing a dog to the Archives."

The archives? Wasn't that where Gertrude had worked as well? What a small world, well that made them even better potential pack didn't it?

"Oh he wouldn't like it," Martin said absently.

"Martin," Tim said, suddenly delighted. "Have you brought a dog into the Archive before?"

"W-well I didn't mean to," Martin stuttered, blushing brightly, flustered as Tim started to pester him for the story.

Gerry would have said it felt like home if his home had ever been happy, as it was it felt better then home.

#martin blackwood #tim stoker #gerard keay #hunt!gerard #werewolf!gerard keay #the magnus archives #fanfiction requests

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huraiyra · 6 months

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sorry for vent posting guys you can scroll away really fast now. if youre reading this please be advised I am using a metaphor I am fine lol

but damn I do not feel like a person. I've been this way my whole life and as a teen I thought I had dependent personality disorder bc I just wanted others to make every decision for me and I would ask permission to eat or watch TV or use the bathroom even if I didn't NEED TO and people would be like why are you ASKING. and as I grew up I realised that my fear of making the wrong decision and ruining my life for myself was so stupid. I used to think if someone else ruined my life it would be okay bc at least it's not me. and others know best. but a decade later and I feel like a fucking dog being paraded around to show off its obedience and it gets disciplined when it barks and when it makes a decision against its owner it gets its leash tightened tighter and tighter till it feels like it might die. and I can't escape it. my dependence is self imposed but I can't survive on my own and maybe I learned how to think and eat on my own but I fucking suck BUT I'M WILLING TO TRY but there's no way out. I'm stuck here. what am I without my mom to control me. I'm afraid of leaving I love my home I just want to be taken care of but this leash isn't comfortably snug anymore it's starting to hurt. if I stay here there's no way I can fight them. some day they'll hold me down and have me married and then someone else will hold me down and... more imminent, soon I'll be shoeholed into another career that will damage my body again. my mom says the damage is my fault and if I cant do it I'm a worthless idiot who should die bc life is pain and that's final. but today my doctor said there's no reason to treat me for weak legs that can't stand and a brain that's spasming and making me want to off myself if I can just... quit the job that's making my body do that. how revolutionary. I'm crying freaking out bc all my parents tell me is tht theres no way out and I have to work jobs I hate bc work sucks and thats how life is and why did my doctor have to give me hope? but if I'm a dog what decision does the dog have. I don't know how to want. I don't know how to be interested in things. my depression doesn't let me like anything and bc of this I'm being controlled. maybe if I wanted something I could do it but all I want is comfort. as long as I crave only the comfort of my bed and the softness of my mother's arms holding me I have to deal with the leash. it's not a bad deal but by fuck I should not deal with this any longer. I can't force myself to leave bc I'm unemployed and psychotic and living alone—even my brother knows I'd fall into pieces from lack of money and general insanity. what the fuck do I do. I like being a pampered puppy but I'm a human and I need to accept it. no matter how psychotic I am, no matter how I've never believed I am a human, I am. my autism says I'm scared of other people and only my mom halfway gets me and I just want simplicity and depression says stay in bed and my health says I have no future and my psychosis says stay in a small ball or else everything will hurt you and my family says I need to listen to them and life is only pain and I need to embrace pain and shut the fuck up and do whatever they say or else. but I need to survive. I can't keep doing this. what do I do? dog on a leash... I can't make myself cut through it. can someone else do it please? I want a different owner. but I don't think any owner is going to be as comforting as my parents. their (prev physical and lifelong psychological) abuse is mixed with so much love I still doubt it's abuse even though I know. they've loved me as much as they're capable of and they do truly take care of me. I need to be my own owner but how the fuck. every few days I cry and want to die to end all of this bc the worst part is that after I get away from them all my problems will be worse bc I'M the problem and my parents love is the only thing keeping me in one piece. I'm a dependent pampered dog that can't run away and can't handle a leash. I just keep ruminating and ruminating and I can't do anything. what the fuck do I do?

#pipe down moppet #abuse m

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rjalker · 11 months

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Dog owners, especially the negligent motherfuckers who let their dogs roam uncontrolled and off-leash, need to learn the difference between a "friendly" dog and a "Well trained" dog.

It does not fucking matter how "friendly" you think your dog is if they have no training or proper socialization.

It does not matter if your dog is "friendly" when

it's literally snapping at people's arms and legs and tearing their clothes with its teeth.

it's literally leaping up to put its paws on people's stomachs or chests and shoving them to the ground.

it's fucking massive and heavy and goes around body slamming into people by running into their legs or shoving against them

it runs up to strangers at full speed without any way to stop it

It's barking and growling and snarling at people and refusing to let them leave an area, or following them

it's straight up bowling children over and "playing" with them by tackling them or hitting them with its paws so they can't get up or get away

it doesn't listen to your commands at all and continues harassing anyone it wants and you can't stop it because you either don't have it on a leash or aren't strong enough, or willing, to pull it away

its harassing and even murdering wildlife because you ignored all the "dogs must be kept on leash" signs and think your dog chasing the endangered birds is funny

the people who came to the park to enjoy themselves are afraid of dogs and did not fucking sign up for your unleashed pet to terrorize them while you stand back just saying, "it's friendly" like that'll change the situation in any way when you have literally no control over your animal

My mom's two new puppies are entirely friendly. They like me.

This does not change the fact that Bandit will knock me over if given the chance because he's been taught to fucking??? Run between people's legs to get attention. And throw his heavy, clawed paws at you if he wants to be pet. And thinks slamming his butt into you with enough force to make you fall over is just a way of playing.

This does not change the fact that Lucy has already ruined one of my brand new shirts by biting fucking holes in it because she thinks literally snapping her jaws shut on people is friendly behavior. I have marks on my hands and arms from her teeth literally closing on my skin and dragging. She fucking leaps an entire gods damned foot straight up into the air and snaps her teeth at you. She fucking bit me on the elbow yesterday and hit the funny bone and made my whole lower arm go numb for ten fucking minutes. She almost bit my fingers when she leapt up to grab my food out of my hand.

Whether or not you consider your dog to be "friendly" or not has literally zero fucking bearing on whether or not they're going to harm people.

If your fucking dog is allowed to run around off leash and uncontrolled, that is not a safe dog to be around.

If your fucking dog has been trained to bite, snap at, body slam, and hit people with its paws, that is not a safe dog to be around.

If your dog turns into an overexcited bomb waiting to go off the moment it sees a stranger, and thinks any of the above behaviors are "friendly", that is not a safe dog to be around.

Stop fucking letting your dogs hurt people and then pretending like it's magically okay because they're "friendly".

The friendliest fucking dog on the planet is still capable of seriously injuring someone without feeling a single ounce of aggression, and as all of you people like to fucking forget, even the friendliest dog in the world can still become aggressive and still purposefully fucking attack people.

When you're out in public, keep your fucking dog on a leash, and keep it under control. Do not fucking let it run up to people without permission. Do not let it snarl and bark at people. Do not let it tackle people or stand up on its hind legs and push them over.

If you can't train your dog to properly and safely interact with people, you have no business bringing your dog to public spaces where it's going to hurt people or wildlife.

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symptoms-syndrome · 8 months

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I was able to clarify some of my feelings and the reason I'm feeling them in therapy yesterday.

I compared it to like. If I had gone to dozens of doctors across my years of life, and they all said I had a tumor. And now I go to a new doctor, and they say..."no you don't! There's no tumor here." I feel like that's hard to believe. I could believe something like "the tumor is smaller than they thought," or "the tumor is benign and not as malignant as we thought," but the tumor not being there at all? That feels suspicious. That feels like maybe they're not looking hard enough. If they can't see the tumor are they even a good doctor at all? How can I treat the tumor I've been going to doctors for forever if the new doctor says the tumor doesn't exist?

Similarly, my therapist talks about trying a new direction with therapy, compared to my previous therapy. But this doesn't feel like a new direction, it feels like going directly backwards. Not different from before, but directly opposing it.

Therapy was always, always about behavior. "Don't let your emotions control you," "don't let your emotions manifest in [behavior.]" Emotions were the root, but the problem wasn't the emotions, it was that I didn't have control over them. I wasn't able to push them aside enough. "Take those and throw them in the garbage," as Seba put it in therapy. "And now you want me to root through that garbage?" Similarly to that, I said that therapy always felt sort of like leading a dog on a leash. They go towards a pile of garbage and you pull them away because that's not good for them. But now it's like. My new therapist sees the dog trotting towards some garbage and goes "oh, you want to check that out? Okay! Let's see if there's anything good in there." No!!! You pull the dog away from garbage and continue on your walk, that's how it's supposed to be. Because garbage isn't good for them.

It felt helpful to talk to my therapist about it, even if I didn't feel totally resolved in the end. There's still a lot of doubt honestly. About being on the wrong path. Not seeing the right professionals. A strong, strong urge or need to quit and find someone who will therapize me the proper way. The strict and direct and no-bullshit way. It feels like I've just slammed into a wall. Refusing to make progress in this direction. Stubbornly digging my heels in the ground. This was fun, the compassionate, curious, me-led therapy. But it's time for real therapy.

I don't know what's going to happen from here. I mean, I think I'm still going to go even if those p/Parts of me are kicking and screaming about it. Even if it feels like doing nothing for an hour. Mostly because finding a therapist at all is kind of a bitch here.

I also identified that a lot of it is sort of triggered by a lot of the language I've been reading or my friends have been using. I compared it to those articles put out by conservatives that are like, "kids are identifying as grass and skipping school to photosynthesize!" to try and get people to not support trans stuff. Like, it's so dramatic and hyperbolic that you want to throw the whole thing out altogether. Words like "vicious abuse" and "deep trauma" (even words that have a very direct and explicit meaning that describes the actions exactly, like The Big R Word) and that sort of thing, saying that what people did to me was something horribly unforgivable and cruel, all that stuff. Makes it feel too dramatic to be reasonable. I don't want to be believed at the cost of being realistic. Maybe people are just taking what I say at face value too much. Maybe people aren't digging enough to uncover the real story, the actual, not dramatic thing that my brain twisted up into something horrible and spat out as a soap opera tragedy. These things sucked, sure, but lots of things suck. Falling off your bike sucks. Failing a class sucks. Getting broken up with sucks. I feel like maybe I was just experiencing things that sort of sucked. And because of something wrong with my brain, that tumor that my new therapist can't see, my brain spat it out as a totally different story.

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theadventurek9 · 1 year

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Yesterday I shoved a doodle with my foot.

I am extremely anti confrontational. I honestly wish that would change. I was hiking with Aayla and Rebel down a local trail when I saw two people and a doodle running off leash about 50' in front of them.

This trail system is on leash. (don't get me wrong I'm not a law abiding citizen with this, but Aayla gets leashed when I see other people, she never approaches people or animals) this day I had Aayla on a long line for some recording purposes.

Dog spots us and takes off full speed at us. I yell for them to call their dog back, that I had a cat. They called the dog's name once, which it didn't even pause.

I tell Aayla to go say hello so I have enough time to try and pry Rebel out of the tree she scrambled up and put her in the backpack. The doodle starts barking a bunch at us. Aayla is acting as a great barrier for the dog to us. People are still about 100' away.

Once Rebel was secure I pulled Aayla in, who is now too ramped up to really be able to focus on me from the dog yapping and darting at around us. I give a let's go command and Aayla follows me to start trying to get distance.

Finally ran into the people and just managed to glare at them when I wanted to chew them out. They didn't say a word either to me.

Their dog followed us, continuing to bark. So I finally turned gave it a shove with my foot (it was trying to jump on Aayla) and gave my growliest "get!" And swung Aayla's leash in it's direction.

People finally came running over to get their dog.

I just powered on walking. It took one more "get" and leash swing to send the dog off.

If you can't control your dog leash the damn thing.

I want to buy and use shield spray but honestly I feel like I would scare Rebel even more. She recovers fast from dog interactions but I think the noise would cause more fear that she wouldn't recover from. Conditioning her to the noise could be hard.

Leash swinging and smacking the ground is probably what I'll resort to. I've been able to defend Aayla from some aggressive dogs with it before. Any dogs that don't respond to that probably wouldn't respond to shield spray either.

#i really dont mind well behaved dogs off leash that mind their own business #this was just an over excited and friendly doodle puppy but i still dont want it #i think so often of people with reactive or DA dogs and my heart breaks for you guys #i fully stand behind the fact that aggressive dogs deserve the peace of being able to be walked without being concerned about friendly dogs #i cant figure out how to educate people without being angry

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iidigestive-readerii · 1 year

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The Good Jedi: Part Six

Korkie woke with a jolt, feeling someone staring at him. He rose to an elbow with a grimace, not bothering to hide his pain. "Do you watch all your prisoners sleep?"

"Prisoner?" Maul clucked his tongue, putting a hand on his chest. Even through the glass of the cell, slouched against the wall he was imposing "Your words wound me."

"Only my words? Damn."

"You have your father's wit." Maul inclined his head as he watched the young man gradually rise to a sitting position and then stand, leaning against the wall for support before straightening. He looked at the makeshift bandage, made from the bedding, on Korkie's leg, drenched in old and fresh blood. "His stupidity as well."

"What do you want? There are cameras everywhere. Vizsla can't have let his dog off it's leash and - "

Maul scowled, raising his fist with anger, as if to choke him - then froze as Korkie looked at him in boredom.

"These cells are lined with Beskar." Korkie knocked on the glass. "Most Force users can't do anything here."

"Clever." Maul shrugged at the scoff he received, glancing around the prison. He waved away the guards approaching, and they scurried away in fear. "Rivalries and war create some truly intriguing ventures,” he looked Korkie up and down. “Very intriguing.”

Korkie eyed the Sith - former Sith, Dark Side user, whatever. "Enough with the foolery - what do you want Maul?"

"You don't share your parents love of words? I expect more from a prince… you bastard."

He stepped closer, close enough where his breath was fogging the glass. The pain tried to fog his thoughts as well, though he shoved it down, keeping his fingers still despite the reflex to grab a non-existent weapon at his hip. Any weapon, he didn't care. "Not when my people are dying in the streets."

Maul stepped forward, lowering his voice. He seemed a bit amused. "You share your father's lack of self-preservation."

"Give me an answer Maul!" Korkie slammed his fist against the wall, feeling it splinter beneath his skin. A flicker of satisfaction flared as he watched Maul jolt a little in surprise. These cells were designed to even keep the most powerful Force user inside, regardless of species.

"You have much anger in you… that's excellent. Use that."

"To come to the Dark Side?" Korkie asked mockingly. "I'd tell you to get kicked in the nuts but you don't have any."

"Watch your tone." Maul scanned the room, making note of the number of guards around. He grumbled low in his throat in annoyance. "There are thirty of them and two of us… I presume you know how to use a weapon?"

"What?"

"I'm breaking you out - oh no, none of that." Maul rolled his eyes as Korkie took a step back. "Mandalore will fall if your mother dies."

"And who's fault is that?! You tried to kill her!"

Maul shrugged as he began to pace. "I did - but your Prime Minister will all but give Mandalore to the Separatists if he takes control of the system… and Darth Sidious will be one step closer to winning the war."

"...you know who the Sith Lord is? You know his identity?"

"I have my theories."

"What's stopping you from killing me?"

Maul froze, then knelt to the ground, almost in reverence. "I swear on my brothers lives I will not cause harm to you, young Kenobi… yours or anyone's in your clan. You have my word."

The guards were starting to take notice that the conversation was not a simple interrogation… but something much, much more. Some of them shouting, jogging towards them. Or Vizsla had gotten suspicious and sent people down to investigate. Probably both.

Korkie sighed, knowing that he'd have to kill some of his people, unloyal they were, for the greater good. His mother would hate him for that reasoning… but his father would understand. "Have a spare lightsaber?"

Maul grinned, hopping upwards and slamming the hilt of the Dark Saber into the control panel. Alarms and lights started to blare and flash all at once.

The door slid open. Korkie caught the lightsaber that was tossed before him, frowning a second.

The Dark Side user shrugged. "I raided your chambers."

Korkie stared into the cameras of the cell as he moved his fist, crunching the cameras in one fluid move. He smiled, the light of his amethyst blade creating shadows on his face as he ignited it. He dipped into the opening Sorseu position, listening to the sound of blasters cocking around them as guards finally caught up to them. “Ready?”

Maul rolled his eyes, igniting his saber. "Kenobi's…"

Mini chapter... maximum punch :D

A03 and tumblr links coming soon!

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moriavamp · 1 year

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Okay, you sensitive little princess. Let me lay this down for you.

You are the most complicated person ever, Terri. Oh I’m sorry!! I don’t fit your friend category, I can’t call you that!! Up yours. You identify with every gender ever and I don’t even know if that’s fucking possible and it makes no sense.

You claim to have DID, but got mad when an alter of mine said anything?? But when your “alters” were mean, it was okay!!

If anyone says one thing wrong, your little clan attacks. “Beloveds” is like an actual guard and it’s embarrassing. Imagine defending someone as horrible as you with their ENTIRE chest. You, Terri, are put on throne. You are not all that.

“Oh!! But they’re struggling mentally!! So it’s okay!!” Let’s not forget about the time they were the reason I almost offed myself because of how horrible you, your alters, and friends treated me. “They’re a people pleaser and wants everyone to be okay!!” Complete lies. You are FAR from a people pleaser. You are not selfless, you are SELFISH.

You’re literally a piece of shit who gets anything they want by playing victim. The amount of times you have vented to me when I never wanted you to/without warning. Stop being a bitch and own up.

Get wrecked Stan lol

A. I identify as non-binary. Not "every gender ever". I'm simply non-binary. B. I have NEVER said I had DID. I said I have a PERSONALITY DISORDER. And your alter called my friend a proshipper for shipping a harmless ship just because your "alter" got mad. That's just dumb. My plurals were only "mean" because you legitimately were putting so much stress on me that my health was at risk.

C. I don't control Beloveds. You expect me to keep them on a fucking leash or something?? They're not a dog, they have their own free will. I'm not gonna tell them what to do. I never said I wasn't at fault to some extent. I was, I'll admit that. You made me do this, honey. You're the reason for this. I banned you from my server and all this only happened because you can't understand the term no. I tried to come to an understanding but you wouldn't even consider what anyone but yourself wanted. I cried on a VC from the sheer stress of trying to make everyone have what they wanted.

BTW I vented ONCE. Full censored all of it too. Stop lying and playing the victim, you fucking hypocrite. You also called my plurals pets and followers, so fuck off. All you’re doing is harassing me, and if you’re trying to bully me off the internet, it won’t work.

#Usually I'd fucking delete these asks and move on #But I know who this is and I'm fucking over this shit #I'm trying to move on #And you're just proving my point as to why this fandom is terrible #You are part of the reason I hate South Park and it's community #You complain that I wouldn't leave you alone #Which I did btw #You just kept bringing yourself into my DMs #It's been so long since all of this happened #And LOOK WHO THE BITCH WAS #Did I crawl into your DMs? No.#Did I leave you alone? Yes.#I don't need to be arguing with a thirteen year old.#I'm sorry you feel like this. But go fuck yourself.#I'm trying to leave this all behind me.#And you won't fucking let me.#Leave.#Me.#Alone.#I'm really sorry that you're so blind that you think I'm the only person who did this #But like legit #Get out of my asks #Get a life #I'm moving on #You should too.

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thewomanwhobloggedlikeaman · 11 months

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The audacity & selfishness of some dog owners is genuinely baffling to me. Like.....in what universe is it ok to let your dog pee & poop in someone's garden and trample their flowers? Truly unreal.

"Waaahhh my dog stepped in the garden before I could intervene" boo-fucking-hoo look up from your phone and pay better fucking attention to what your dog is doing.

"Waaahh my dog is big/strong/whatever and I can't control them!!!" Well then you need to invest some time in training your fucking dog. Not being able to control your dog while on a leash is irresponsible and unfair to your dog tbh.

"Waaahhh my dog was off-leash and I couldn't stop them!!!" How about don't have your dog off-leash on the sidewalk in the middle of the city b/c it's dangerous for your dog!

Hot take, but if you aren't willing to put in the time and effort to be a responsible dog owner then you simply should not have a dog.

#i love dogs i promise but irresponsible dog owners drive me up the fucking wall #i know this post is a lil cranky & hyperbolic i do not need ur Not All Dogs/Dog Owners commentary ok i get it #also i tried putting a fence up but someone kept stealing it #apparently it is very important that their dog be allowed to shit in my tree-well garden specifically #nevermind that there are plenty of other tree-wells for their dog to go in that don't have gardens in them

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zellen420 · 9 months

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Warning ⚠️ meaningless rantings

Ok so. Abit about me, I have had clinical depression since I was 9 years old. It doesn't exactly go away or get better. Cupple that with ADHD the inattentive kind, and dyslexia it's hard to feel that people understand your train of thought.

So I've seen councilors, psychologists and psychiatrists. I've even been on antidepressants. Wall I feel that those treatments are grate. I've had enough poor experiences that I'm kinda at a point where dealing with a professional would course me just as much issues on its own that it doesn't feel exactly worth it. Especially as history has dictated that the moment I felt stable and confident enough in my care to stop hiding and open up. I would be met with some circumstance where my providers would ternate treatment. Or it would become immediately clear that this person is not a safe provider.

So hear is my problem. I have a hard time being motivated to do much more than exist. I feel it has hurt my relationships and stunted my life in general.

You see I know there are things, techniques and "strategies" that work for me and I should be using .. I'm not. Becouse making sure I take my medication is such a challenge that there are many days where that is realistically all I've accomplished.

I hate this

I hate that I can't seem to sleep without headphones becouse if I let myself lission to the silence of my own breath my inner voice rears its head like a ugly hydra prepared to grow louder on more violent with every attempt to quiet it's yamerings of every bad thing, sad moment, disappointment, let down, broken promise , short coming, or interaction that I've ever had. So without a numbing I don't sleep

If I don't have other people to feed I can go all day without thinking of food. And frankly I tend to eat mostly out of routine to avoid my hand shaking and my cat getting mad at me. But with that I do tend to have safe foods that I eat over and over that are frankly tarrable for my system.

I want to be more active.

I think if I move more it may help

My back if fucked

But I'm afraid to walk in my nabourhood. Partly becouse I'm embarrassed to be seen. Mostly becouse of dog owners who don't understand that some people don't want to see your dog. Yes even if you think it's well trained and cute. Your dog isn't something I want to interact with, especially when it is off leash running towards me on a trail marked "on leash only"

But yah know. That makes me the asshole right. Because your choice to brake the rules and let your animal run up to me, where I should be able to safely expect that these owners have control and care for there animals, made me feel unsafe and triggered a anxious shutdown.

I hate leving me house.

I have nowhere to go.

I have no friends that I see regularly.

I can't afford to join a class .

I'm afraid to meet people. Becouse that tends to go badly.

Part of me just wants to go to sleep

But I can't

The thoughts keep me up

They tend me be my mother,

But it's not just her voice

"welp.. you have a multifaceted personality."

"if you don't stop eating you'll always have a rotund figure"

"just try harder"

"You have a unconventional face"

"you have no idea how hard it is to find a dark haired doll with blue eyes. Blue eyes just seem to come with blonds"

"if your eyes are blue then so is a elephants ass"

"dont touch her it's probably contagious"

"why would I be friends with a girl that looks and sounds like a boy"

"you only have long hair so people think your a girl"

"we all know your not a real girl"

"no feaks or foureyes"

"what's the skirt for? Hiding your fat cock?"

"Holy shit it has tits!"

"I'm so glad Im not ******"

"why are you with her?"

"yah know now that I've actually talked to you. Your really easy to get along with."

"you know I can't let anyone know we hangout"

"why should I ? My partner Is more important than you (ther child)!"

"smile"

"never mind. Umm don't smile"

"come take the photo for us. Thank-you !Perfect then everyone will be in it"

"I thought he only had a step daughter"

"your the first born?!"

"I didn't know _____ had a older sister. They never mentioned you"

" youed better be good at something"

"your brother will naturally be more successful than you"

"meeting/getting to know you had been.... 'interesting'"

"fat girls need to give good head. Otherwise who would date them?"

"I figure my face is only a few centimeters above my titts. I'm sure if I can get the focus up from there long enough they won't see my belly"

"if all your friends are hot, and your not conventionally attractive, well we all know what that means.. right"

"she's grate to have around the creeps run when they see her with us"

"why would anyone give a sit about your birthday?"

"you should totally sell this online! I bet If youed try it would work !"

"just do it"

"oooohh your _____s kid?. Damn"

"I promise"

"ignorance is bliss"

"if only we had met another time"

"you only have titts becouse your fat"

" we thought you where ace."

"your interests are.... Unique"

This is the lullaby my brain sings to me each night . I just want to not hate myself thank-you

Like youed think I would have fetishised this by now.

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