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bonny-kookoo · 8 months

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Jungkook x Reader/ Yoongi x Jimin

𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓣𝓸𝓸𝓽𝓱 [Milk]

While Yoongi realizes that Jimin might not be that much different from you than he thought, and Jimin starts to accept the fact that he's no longer your number one, Jungkook starts to develop feelings towards you that he's never really felt towards anyone before.

Tags/Warnings: Human!Yoongi, Human!Jimin, Rottweiler hybrid!Jungkook, Cat hybrid!Reader, Enemies to friends to lovers, mentions of past trauma, some Yoonmin here and there oops, Main story focus are MC and Kook though, hybrid courting behavior, major fluff, some suggestive themes, mentions of heat, healthy portion of angst with a side of heavy flirting, Jungkook's dirty mind oop-

Length: 3.4k words

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Jimin has noticed a new issue, every morning when he wakes you up before he goes to work.

Usually, you'll be sprawled out like a starfish in your pink fairytale canopy bed, all comfy and tired and a little grumpy, most of the time. But these days, he can sometimes only spot maybe a leg peeking out from beneath the blankets and stuffed toys now littering your bed.

It's Jeon Jungkook's fault, the dog boy having been showering you with things he deems you should have left and right- even worse than Jimin himself used to do.

Yoongi has been explaining to him that Jungkook isn't fully aware of the cause of his behavior yet- after all, the canine hybrid has never really been so strongly romantically interested in anyone before. Sure, Jungkook has had someone he was seeing intimately here and there before, but never a full blown relationship. It came with the stigma around him and his breed- most other hybrids tend to steer clear of him, and rather keep him at an arms length, so to speak.

He'd always been good for some fun for others- but no one ever took him seriously, so the canine hybrid had simply lost interest in romance entirely at some point.

So, considering you very much don't just see him as a quick fuck while simultaneously being very open about what he can and can't do with you, it makes it all the more unsurprising that the dog hybrid has been growing feelings for you. And if anything, Yoongi has been growing increasingly frustrated with the both of you- because you're both just so insanely oblivious.

Jungkook finds tons of excuses as to why your behavior towards him could just be friendly in nature, and not intimate or romantic- and so do you, constantly.

Cuddling? You're just very touchy, you cuddled with Jimin all the time, so now that he's more occupied with Yoongi it's only logical you'd go and find someone else to provide comfort for you.

Jungkook gifting you stuff that's originally his own? He's just happy to have a new friend, and probably believes that he can keep your interest in him with casual gifts. Or maybe he just wants someplace to dump his old stuff.

purring and bumping into him? You just like attention, and this is the most typical cat-way of gaining attention he could think of.

It's stupid, the way you both clearly are interested in each other- and yet find millions of excuses as to why the other isn't.

"Hey, princess-" Jimin hums, moving a large green dinosaur plush to the side to reveal your face. "-come on, let's get up now, hm?" He asks, and you look at him with a slightly hazy look for a moment, before you clear up. Your cheeks are flushed as you stretch, before you cringe at yourself- and Jimin can only assume why. "You wanna go clean up while I make breakfast?" He chuckles, and you nod, groggily untangling yourself from the blankets to go inside the bathroom, while Jimin moves to change the sheets.

He's gonna have to check in with the local heat-hotel for a room for you- the slightly darkened patch on your sheets and the clear signs in your behavior giving him the last reminder that you're probably close to your heat.

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When you don't visit yet again, Jungkook becomes a little restless as he watches the window, Jimin leaving the house to go to work. "Do you think she's sick?" Jungkook wonders towards Yoongi, who simply shrugs with his coffee.

"Don't think so. Jimin said she's close to her heat so that's probably why she's staying at home." He casually mentions, making Jungkook freeze for a good moment, before he looks over again.

The dog hybrid hasn't actually ever thought about that.

He has been smelling something unique coming from your garden yesterday when you were taking a nap out in the grass on a blanket- but he didn't actually connect the dots that that enticing smell had been you. And if you're just close to your heat and not actually in it yet, and you're already smelling so nice, how much would it change when you were actually fully in it?

Suddenly, his brain starts to create rather.. scandalous scenarios.

You probably wear underwear that's just as cute as all your dresses and skirts and blouses- little bows decorating the pastel colored fabric covering your most intimate parts. With the amount of time and care you put into your skincare all the time, you must feel like absolute heaven- and he wonders what your reaction would be if he was to explore his theory with kisses on your skin. You get so awfully cute when you're shy- he loves the way you blush sometimes, or hide away in embarrassment- would that be what you'd do if he was to approach you with intentions of lust?

He's sure he wouldn't be able to control himself if you were to lay in his bed, behind raised up and soft tail curled over, presenting your body to him, quietly begging for him to breed you. He'd make sure you wouldn't have to suffer at all during your entire heat- and now he has to think about the fact that by now, your bed must be absolutely littered with the things he gave you.

Good. His scent is probably all around you now. Have you started to give into your instincts already? Now he has to think about you amongst his sheets, your hands between your soft thighs-

"i-Im gonna go shower real quick!" Jungkook suddenly bursts out, fleeing the scene and leaving a laughing Yoongi behind.

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Throughout the day, Jungkook tries to distract himself, even when Jimin visits later after work, sitting in the living room with Yoongi. He's making himself a snack when he overhears the conversation going on- ears instantly tilting towards the two at the sound of your name spoken.

"They said it's full, and the other one is hours away." Jimin sighs, running a hand through his hair.

"What about surpressants? I mean, it's pretty much an emergency now." He suggests, unsure. Jungkook doesn't go into heat after all- his rut has only been set off a handful of times in the past, and it only took the hybrid a day or two to snap back out of it. Yoongi has never had to deal with hybrid heats before- so he's unsure what to really say now. Jungkook cringes as the mention of surpressants, though.

"I'd honestly rather avoid that. She's allergic to most blockers, and those liquid sirups for kittens makes her nauseous and miserable. Ah, this is horrible!" Jimin complains, putting down his phone.

"And a heat partner?" Yoongi asks, making Jungkook swallow down a growl of his own- something his owner notices briefly, though he brushes it off as him maybe having spotted something outside that probably set him off a little. "That way she'd be through with it quicker, right?" He wonders, and Jimin shakes his head.

"She.. never had a heat partner before." He reveals. "And she doesn't like the idea of one either. She's a bit scared of sex, mostly because she's never experienced it before." He shrugs, crossing his arms.

"I mean, they're tested and everything though. She'd be safe, and those people know what they're doing-" He starts, and by now, Jungkook can't hold himself back anymore.

"If-!" He buts in, sitting down on the couch, trying to seem nonchalant but failing miserably. "If, you know, she doesn't want to, you shouldn't push her. Hybrids in heat can often make decisions they'll regret later." He offers, and Yoongi looks at him with suspicion, before he smirks, sharing a glance with Jimin. "What?" The dog hybrid asks, when Jimin seems to catch on.

"You think-?" He starts, and Yoongi shrugs.

"She's pretty comfy with him. Likes him." He says. "If you talk to her about it now she'll be clear enough in the head to make a decision too. And Jungkookie can surely be gentle, I imagine." He teases the now red-faced and wide eyed hybrid, who looks like he's being held at gunpoint.

"Would you do that, Jungkook?" Jimin wonders, looking rather.. serious. "Help her, I mean? I'd leave the house in your care for the time being. She usually takes a week at max- so you'd have to take time off." He says, and Jungkook swallows hard.

"I mean.. it's up to her." He shakes his head. "I won't decide anything without asking her first." He denies, and at that, Jimin suddenly smiles softly.

"Then I think Yoongi is right." He nods. "You could be the perfect solution."

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"I'm not having sex." You deny, crawling up into a corner on your bed, away from Jungkook who sits on the edge of it. "Nuh-uh." You shake your head, crossing your arms.

"We don't have to." Jungkook agrees, staying where he is and respecting your need for distance. "But without help, you'll be miserable." He reminds you, and you huff to yourself.

"I'll be fine." You argue. "I wanna stay at a hotel."

"The hotels are full." Jungkook sighs. "Jiminie has been trying to squeeze you in for days now, they don't have any space anymore." He softly says, trying to push through your clear anxiety. "Do you want a female heat partner then?" He wonders, and you shake your head.

"I don't want anyone!" You snap at him, ears pinned back, and Jungkook nods- until he spots your eyes tearing up.

"Hey, I'm sorry I pushed it-" He starts, but you shake your head again, pulling your legs closer to yourself.

"I- ugh, this is so stupid!" You yell, attempting to throw a babyblue dog plus, before you rather hold it close, as if feeling guilty for trying to cause it harm. "I wanna.. I don't wanna have sex." You growl at no one, pushing your face into the dog's soft fur. "I don't wanna be alone.!" You whine, and Jungkook can't help but whimper under his breath as well, your distress making him equally nervous. He needs to make you feel better.

"Do you just want company?" He asks. "I can just be here, I won't touch you-"

"But I want that!" You finally burst out. "I want that- but I don't want that!" You complain, and suddenly, something clicks.

"We don't have to have that kind of sex." He reassures you. "I can do other stuff to help you. I don't have to, you know, be inside you." He says, and at that, you look at him.

"That's bullshit." You huff. "You'd get nothing out of it then." You say.

"I'd be close to you." He shrugs. "And I'd get to help you. Sounds good to me."

"What if your rut starts? Then you'll just.. do it, because I won't be complaining about it with my sex-hungry brain, and-" You hiccup, swallowing thickly. "-and then I'd hate you, and I don't wanna hate you-"

"Hey, kitty, princess, no." He shakes his head. "I'm not like that. If you say you draw the line at penetrative sex, I'll respect that." He tells you, and you take a moment to calm down, breath slowing down to a more reasonable pace.

"why?" You wonder quietly, watching him intently now.

"Because I don't want you to be miserable." He offers. "I want to help you, because.. I care about you."

"I'm constantly mean to you." You huff.

"You're not, actually. You're a bit.. rough around the edges, yeah, but you're a nice person." He smiles encouragingly. "You're.. I- uhm.." He looks down at his hands for a moment. "Uhm, this might be a really bad moment, forget-"

"No!" You suddenly say, dashing forward, looking at him with wide open eyes, desperation clear in your face. "S-.. say it.?" You almost whisper, and as he looks at you, feels your warm hand on his, he realizes it fully himself as well.

"I like you." He says, quietly. "And I.. want you. I'm not sure- I.. don't really know, this is a first for me, I've never really.. felt like that about someone before. And I'm not making that up." He chuckles nervously. At that, you sit cross legged now, closer to him, entire posture having changed now.

"Me neither-" You tell him with wonder, before you shake your head, correcting yourself. "Like- the part about feelings and stuff, not the part about making stuff up-" You rant, and he laughs, cheeks a bit red.

"So we'll just.. see where it goes?" He asks, and you nod after a moment.

"Guess so." You smile shyly.

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"You'll get used to it." Yoongi reassures Jimin, who's been noticeably down these past few days, watching the dog hybrid constantly roam around you, basically having entirely taken over the place Jimin once filled in your life. "When Jungkook started working, I felt like that too." He tells his now boyfriend, who looks at him a little unconvinced.

"I feel like she hates me now." He sighs, watching how Jungkook pulls on your leg to get you out of the way, you having napped right in the middle of the hallway, blocking the way out the bathroom. You're laughing, clearly being a menace for no other reason than to get onto the dog hybrid's nerves- but it's not really working, since he instead just plays around with you. "She doesn't need me at all."

"And that's a good thing." Yoongi shrugs. "She deserves to be independent. And emotionally, she will always need you. You'll just have to.. share that attention now." He offers as an explanation, and Jimin sits back in his chair, sighing.

"…but I don't want to." He mumbles to himself, making Yoongi laugh as he takes a sip from his coffee.

"You sound just like her." The oldest teases, watching how Jungkook is now leaned over you, your behind pushing suspiciously into him. "Hey, not in the hallway you horny idiots!" He barks out, causing both Jungkook and you to snap out of the moment, getting up in embarrassment, before you push the dog and run outside into the backyard, initiating a game of tag to get rid of the awkwardness.

"I'm just.. so used to being her number one. And now I'm not." Jimin sighs, turning his head a bit to look outside where it's become suspiciously quiet.

"Well, better get over it you big baby." Yoongi teases, getting up and running a hand over his head as he passes by. "You can be my number one now." He passes by-

before his voice is heard again outside, yelling at both of you to get back inside where he can see you, Jungkook and you laughing as you run away from the playfully frustrated human.

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You know exactly what you're doing- and so does he.

It's like you're both in a war, trying to see who's gonna break first- him or you. You've started to run around in the shortest shorts and cropped tops, tail always held high to make sure he always get's a good whiff of your scent whenever you pass him- eyes constantly searching for his reaction, proving to him that you're doing this on purpose. You've also begun to scent his clothes, steal his stuff, and enter any room he's in just to knock something over or gain his attention, before you dash away again, zoomies a constant occurrence.

But he's not just letting himself be beat up like this.

From casually walking shirtless, flaunting his physique and tattoos in the process, to running his fingers up and down your back, right on your spine, stopping at the base of your tail whenever he reaches it. He knows you're close by now, but you're still not letting yourself go just yet, seemingly testing if he's just as good at controlling his urges as he said he'd be. And he's very much eager to prove himself to you.

Jimin and Yoongi are staying at his house, while the younger human has gifted Jungkook the keys to the house you're normally occupying with Jimin, offering him some privacy during your heat- but also probably to have some alone time with his own partner now as well.

Nevertheless, Jungkook wonders what the next few days will bring. What will you need to feel good? What does he have to provide in order to make you comfortable? He's never been so anxious about sex or anything about it before, apart from maybe his first time when he was a teenager still. But with you, it's somehow different again- he wants to make sure you know that he's not only interested in you in terms of lust-

but maybe love, too.

He's currently prepping the last few things- fridge stuffed with your favorite snacks he'd ordered, when he notices a shift in the air. You've not really gotten up this morning, but he'd just guessed that you might just wanted to sleep longer. Jungkook had slept on the couch downstairs in the living room, so he's not really checked up on you yet- but maybe he should.

The moment he opens your bedroom door, he's practically attacked by your scent- like a solid concrete wall it pushes him back a little, as he swallows down any instincts for now, instead searching for you amongst what can only be described as chaos.

All the blankets are thrown all over the place. Plush animals are on the floor and the bed, the sheets are crumpled up and pushed around- but most of all, you're nowhere in sight. Even as he calls your name you won't show yourself- and it sets him off a little, as he enters the room and uses his hybrid senses to somehow track you down.

It leads him into the connected bathroom, where he finds you nesting in the empty tub- skin flushed, a bit of sweat on your forehead as you whine, complaining about the light bleeding into the otherwise dark room. You'd put up a towel over the window to keep out the sunlight.

He feels his fingers itching to offer you some sort of comfort, but he's also a bit hesitant. He needs a moment to collect himself, make a mental plan about how to help you, because you're obviously distressed and in full heat now. What he doesn't understand is why you wouldn't seek him out at all- even now, with him in the room, and you having obviously recognized him, you don't ask for anything at all. If anything, you seem sick.

Something's not right.

"Do you wanna maybe sleep somewhere else?" He carefully asks, but you shake your head, tail between your legs slightly sticky with the slick between your thighs- but the smell of distress and the sight of you in clear discomfort makes none of it affect him in a sexual way. "No?" He repeats, and you continue to shake your head once more, rather nuzzling into what he now recognizes is his sweater he'd taken off yesterday.

"No.." You deny, squeezing your eyes closed. "I'm too hot anywhere else.." You slur a little, curling up more as if to seek comfort. Jungkook feels his own instincts flaring up, protectiveness filling his brain as his brain works with every little cell to create a solution for you. Jimin didn't mention any of this at all. Jungkook doesn't know if this is normal or not for you- he only knows that he's never seen behavior like that.

So he walks out the bathroom, quietly, closes the door and makes his way to grab his phone, calling your owner. "Jungkook?" Jimin answers quickly, reassuring the dog hybrid at least for the moment. "Everything alright? Do you need something?"

"She's nesting in the bathroom." He rushes out instead of properly answering or greeting the human at all. "And she seems to have a fever- is this normal for her?" Jungkook worries. "She seems distressed- she smells so upset, what do I do?" He asks, and Jimin sighs on the other line, before he answers.

"We've been to doctors before already. It sometimes happens-" Jimin explains, his tone sounding rather defeated. "-no one really knows why. I'll come over and take over-" He starts, but Jungkook immediately cuts him off.

"No no no, tell me what usually helps? I wanna take care of her, please." He asks, and Jimin looks at Yoongi for a second, unsure- before he makes the decision. It feels like he's officially giving you away and out of his care- but maybe Yoongi is right.

Maybe it's time to not be selfish, and change.

"Okay." He says, before he starts to give the dog hybrid instructions on what to do.

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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V seems to be a.. fan of cats.. and you’ve mentioned how he would react to a clingy reader; but how would he react to a bubbly dog hybrid one?

(feel free to ignore! c: love your works!)

To say Vince wasn't a dog person would be an understatement to how deep his dislike ran. For his eight birthday, his nanny loaded him and his sister into the family car to pick up a present for the girl after she had a fit while he was unwrapping his gifts. Yet another day ruined by her need to be the center of attention. Vince knew there was no hope in regaining what little joy he had as soon as they left the arcade, but nothing could prepare him for the decade long torment awaiting him at the paws of what his sister chose as her prize.

Shadow. The beast was a rottweiler a head taller than him standing up. V had always been a late bloomer, so it was easy for the dog to pin him whenever it decided he was in need of its affection which was more frequent than he would have liked. It seemed to like him more than its owner if not taking pleasure in his screams. A drooling, lumbering pile of fur he had no escape from exceplockedck in his room like most of his troubles. Living with Shadow until his parents finally let him move out thoroughly tarnished his outlook on dogs no matter the breed. He swore to himself that in a place of his own not one dog would ever make it past the front door.

"V, welcome back!"

But he was well known for changing his mind at the drop of a dime.

V drops his things and braces himself against the doorframe as you leap from the couch and into his arms, squeezing the air from his chest as you pounce putting all your weight behind it. He helps your legs around his waist and waddles over to the couch where he collapses on the cushions still cradling you to his chest. He kisses the ear posed in range near his lips and lifts you briefly to free your wagging tail from being pin down to his leg. He snuggles into your fur, inhaling your calming scent.

"Missed you..."

The tag attached your collar rattles with the bark of your laughter. "That's usually my line! You were only gone about ten minutes though.."

V's desire for a roommate were far from innocent or a need for cash. The various odd jobs he did online, and the money his parents poured into their adult children left him well off, but he needed something that money couldn't buy - in a realistic sense. With previous quests for companionship falling short the next best option to him was finding a roommate who'd he could get to fall for him one way or another. In his mind, romance was a guarantee being in such close proximity to another person. The perfect crime..til it you showed up.

Seeing a hybrid of the same animal he'd grown to hate wasn't how he planned for his weekend to go. You appeared with no warning and nothing in hand but first month's rent, a backpack, and a print out of his ad. Just like with Shadow and his food your sob story and puppy eyes made it hard for him to turn you away. He let you sleep on the couch with the notion that you would be out by morning. It took that exact amount of time for him to never want you to leave his side.

"Does that mean you didn't miss me too?"

The gasp that tears through you catches him off guard. You're offended he even asked something like that. "Of course I did! I just didn't want to tell you this time since you came back so soon.."

It takes all of V not to kiss you. That overbearing need for attention and affection transfered quite well into a hybrid of your class. V despised physical contact depending on the day, but he couldn't resist taking you in his arms whenever you came to him. The shedding was tolerable too since it meant you found comfort in his bed and your scent would be left behind when it was time for him to wind down.

"But what if I like you missing me? What if that's the only thing that wakes me up every morning and coming home whenever I have toleave?"

"That's a good question... Guess I'll just have to prove how much I miss you go." Your claws in his jacket, you unleash all your pent up energy in the wet kisses you leave along his neck, face and jaw. V humbly accepts your display sneaking some of his own. He was still on how he felt about others, but when it came to you he was proud to say he was a dog person.

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haveyouseenthisskeleton · 7 months

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what makes the boys absolutely smitten/melt?

Undertale Sans - Papyrus being happy and his friends being happy. He doesn't need much more.

Undertale Papyrus - Cute little toddlers waving at him. It kills him every time.

Underswap Sans - The neighbors calling him a hero because he brought their groceries home on his way back from work.

Underswap Papyrus - His service dogs just looking at him with hearts in the eyes. He loves his dogs more than humans sometimes.

Underfell Sans - When his S/O gives him sad puppy eyes when he says no to do something with them. He's so damn weak.

Underfell Papyrus - Doomfanger always sleeping on his desk when he's working because that's the only place she feels safe.

Horrortale Sans - Seeing Willow, Grillby and Toriel smile again for real.

Horrortale Papyrus - When the little grandmas he comes visit every week say he's cute and a brave boy, and that they're so glad he's in their lives.

Horrorswap Sans - When his brother brings him breakfast in bed because he knows when his missing leg is hurting.

Horrorswap Papyrus - Anyone signing "I love you" to him, really. He's desperate for affection at this point.

Horrorfell Sans - Kids coming to him so he can defend them from school bullies. He feels so important when they're doing this.

Horrorfell Papyrus - Doomfanger still coming to see him every morning in his bed despite how bad her osteoarthritis is hurting her. He can't lose his cat, he would never get over it.

Swapfell Sans - When his S/O makes him coffee before going to work because they know he's cranky in the morning.

Swapfell Papyrus - Free chicken mcnuggets coupon in magazines. What?

Fellswap Gold Sans - Alphys screams of rage when he absolutely destroys her for the fifth time in a row.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - When anyone buy him a gift, bonus point if it's art supplies.

Outertale Sans - People saying they learned a lot of things about space thanks to him.

Outertale Papyrus - When the kids he's taking care of as a nanny are finally napping after 3 hours of struggle lol.

Dancetale Sans - People bringing him his favorite flowers, because they're really hard to find so he knows you care.

Dancetale Papyrus - Little kids running to him at a dance party to have him as a dance partner.

Dancefell Sans - A nice sunset without his brother screaming or taking pictures behind.

Dancefell Papyrus - When people copy his dance moves on TikTok because it inspired them.

Farmtale Sans - Helping a mama animal to give birth and naming the babies.

Farmtale Papyrus - When his S/O buries him under a mountain of plushies so he feels safer when they have to leave for work.

Mafiatale Sans - When his magic tricks are finally working on someone and they say it's actually good when it's really shit.

Mafiatale Papyrus - When his boss says he's the best element of the team and that he's glad he's here because nothing would be done without him.

Mafiafell Sans - Sleeping surrounded by his 20 American staff and rottweilers.

Mafiafell Papyrus - When Asgore affectuously calls him his son.

Ink - Error saying he will behead him if he keeps annoying him more.

Error - Chocolate. Lots of chocolate.

Disbelief Papyrus - When Asgore hugs him in his sleep, finally calm and relieved of all stress.

Dustale Sans - Killer scratching him in the right spot.

Killer Sans - Seeing Dune have zoomies around the house like a crazy husky but actually he's a skeleton.

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takami-takami · 9 months

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A Dog Unfed.

includes— hawks x reader. angst. hurt/comfort.

warnings— animal abuse analogy. discussion of drugs and cravings. be warned and avoid this if you need. sorry for spoiling the subtext lol, but it needs a tw. though, i encourage you to apply this however you feel it apply.

perhaps we all have a dog.

Did you ever tell him?

The fullest extent of it all, the thorny vines that adorn your past— more bondage than decoration, a dragging weight against your throat and up your nasal cavity. A growth, an infestation, a plague on your subconscious.

It is a dog you unwittingly adopted— a drooling rottweiler that smacks its jaws and begs and paws at your thighs, pleading to you each night: "I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry. Please feed me, I'm hungry."

Everyone who has ever seen your dog has mistaken you for it.

Everyone who has seen your dog has peered down their pudgy little noses, muttered "mutt", spit it and clinked their heels away; or perhaps they simply looked on in sneers of smiling horror, down past their clutching pearls.

"This is you? By god, my goodness! An animal, an animal!"

You used to hate your dog.

You used to lock it in chains outside, let its fleshy paws burn and blister against the cement in the heat of the blaring sun. You grew tired of feeding it, of crushing up its kibble, of leaving it out to dry then quenching its bottomless thirst.

Now you just sit with it.

You sit by its side with your knees to your chest, listening to the cicadas chirp their prayers. Some days, you even let your back burn against the molten floor, a grounding heat while you lie down flat; but every day, every position, your eyes always remain locked on it.

You stare as it rests on its side, fusing to the glistening cement. You listen to its keening whines and dying breaths with a familiar pity and an unbearable disgust.

You blink, unfeeling again now.

You're sure it will never die, no matter how many hours it spends dying.

You never wanted to show Keigo your dog; even though a part of you is screaming and begging to present it to him, a gift from your innards, dirty in the palms of your blistering hands.

Keigo is just like everyone else, you assume. He is kind, he is gentle, he is an angel among men and he is the exact same as everyone else.

You've come to realize a person's good qualities— openmindedness, kindness, empathy— mean nothing in the face of what one is taught. No one is immune to propaganda, and there is no shortage of that nowadays against people with dogs.

The part that makes you doubt your assumptions is this: Keigo has honey in his eyes; flicks of gold specks dusted along the amber of his irises, a sticky kind of love swimming in them that drips down to his lopsided and infuriatingly safe smile.

You could never fathom his nose upturned, as he has been on the ground too many times to do that to another; nor could you picture a sneer from a mouth as sweet as his, honeysuckle and gentle, bright yellow.

So one night, you allow it to spill, hoping for him to soak up your blue one last time.

It's not uncommon for you to spend the dim of your nights at Keigo's home— his real home, the one the commission has never barged themselves in, the one he keeps hidden from every soul in this world but one.

It is uncommon for him to listen to the water of his shower run for several hours.

If you had feathers as sharply perceptive as his, you'd detect the nervous pacing of his leather boots against the carpet of his bedroom floor, even through the sheetrock that separates the two of you. The patter of the showerhead is far too consistent for his liking, very little movement being detected at all and his mind is bouncing off countless possibilities while sticking to none.

Those worries overflow from the cup of his bleating heart, bleeding when he turns sharply toward the bathoom door, resolute.

With a barely audible thud, his forehead traps golden strands between it and the wooden door it rests against.

He doesn't ask you if you're okay. Keigo never bothers with questions he already knows the answer to.

"Baby, open the door. Please," he begs. "I promise, it's okay— just need to be with you. Please."

The song of your sobs muffled through the door causes his feathers to sting an unbearable itch.

How his heart is just as red as those wings. It begins to drip, the string connecting him to you pulled too far for him to take. It— he needs to be with you right now.

A palm slides up the plane, resting firm by his cheek. The air of his breath hits the wood, fogging back against his lips.

"Please, let me in?"

His hopes blossom in the heavy pause that follows.

"...The door's unlocked."

Keigo knows. He could have pried it open in a heartbeat with a single feather even if it was locked, but trust and respect are precious commodities. They are irreplaceable, yet entirely and easily breakable.

Slowly, the knob creaks open, the careful movement still startling your spine stiff. The heels of your feet gently propel you backwards, firmer against the icy wall at the furthermost corner of the shower. The expanse is wide enough to accomodate fierce wings, wide enough to swallow your comparitively puny body in its open jaws.

Curled in on yourself, soaked, and trembling; this is what Keigo sees when he enters the room. This is what he sees when he dashes over, mumbling words you don't quite catch— some are familiar. "Dove", "sweetheart", "oh, my baby."

Down, he kneels by your side under the pour of the synthetic rain. The fabric of his shirt clings to his skin now, hair soaked just like yours; a wet dog all the same.

And with your tears plopping down against the flat tile, scratched knees held to your chest, you allow it to spill.

It spills through the hiccups, it spills through the wet of your cheeks; and above all, it finally spills through your confession, nose upturned to look up at his shaky gaze.

"Oh, angel..."

You can hear the palpable crack of his beating heart in that voice; but even if you didn't, the rustle of scarlet feathers that puff out in protection give his wounds away.

Keigo busies himself with a racing thought: how could he not notice the signs? He knew there were secrets nestled in the cavity of your ribcage, tandrils of some sort of ivy even he couldn't quite recognize.

You have a weight, shackles chaining you to be left out in the midday sun.

He could tell— it's not the same as his; it's another flavor, another disease, another beast of its own, but in the most abstract of ways, he could see it: you're just like him.

"Why didn't you tell me," he rasps, cupping your cheeks with shaky palms. They tap and squish like they're searching for signs— distress, hurt, anything.

You smile a mimicry of his, pulled from your most precious memories, and silently beg for that wobbly smile back; but it does not come. Instead, his eyes begin to shine, glassy and wet.

You've never seen him cry before.

You've never felt as desperate for his yellow as you do now, but you have felt this pathetic and small, once. You have felt like an animal, desperate to be domesticated— a synonym for loved.

"Y-You don't need to worry! I'm good, I'm still clean, see? See?"

As if that's the only thing that matters, you tip your chin towards him to offer your pupils as proof.

Such a gesture may shatter hearts, and Keigo is but a man. Despite it all, he is but a man.

He declines the offer, your words more than enough for him— his body opts to tackle you in an embrace instead, clutching your skull close to his hammering chest.

With each wide-eyed blink, the droplets resting on your lashes flick onto his chest. The soaked strands of your hair cling to him, both bodies drenched now by the roaring downpour above.

Water cascades in heaps onto the floor below. It never stops.

With your cheek pressed against his sternum, his scent invades your senses. He smells like cedarwood cologne and thickets of the forest, a warm signature. It matches his labored breaths: sturdy and weighty and masculine.

"I thought you wouldn't see me as a person anymore," you confess.

He hushes your worries as your eyes flutter shut, kissing the crown of your head with unwavering pride.

"Dove... You're my person."

Keigo thumbs away your tears and pulls back to offer you a wobbly smile.

You offer your own in return— a real one, too, this time.

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The greatest advice you've ever been told was "don't start". The words felt feeble at the time, like a joke passed down through unproductive seminars in high school out the mouths of stuffy men in suits, men who spoke of the boogeyman and jumped out behind chairs.

It meant nothing at the time.

It means everything now.

It helps you explain a little better to people who've never had a dog.

The words "don't start" are a language they do not speak; and yet, it helps to say it to their mirrored face, to imagine the breadth of your world could be pressed compact into those two tidy little words.

Talking to yourself helps you pretend you're understood.

Even though it is not necessary to be understood before you can be loved:

Don't start.

#block me if ur gonna clown on the topic here. I love you people who can relate you are safe here i am kissing you i hope this reaches you #uhhhhhh this one is a little. Um. Anyway be mindful if u read 👍#🖋 writing #🍧 sugar #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #bnha x reader #tw substance use #mha x reader #angst #hurt/comfort

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blue-sterling0357 · 9 months

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Hi! If that's okay could i request Ciel with an older sibling reader that has three dogs? Specifically a Pomerania, a rottweiler and a dobermann, and the two bigger ones are also protection dogs.

The dogs are very friendly and the bigger ones are also very protective of both the reader and him (especially the rottie, those dogs are overprotective).

(Ciel deserves a good elder sister, also thank you for requesting this!)

Ciel X Elder sister! Reader:

You have three dogs!

✲ You were Ciel's elder sister and got the luck opportunity to study abroad, you often visited your younger twin brother and spoiled them, O! Ciel and R! Ciel both have good memory of you as were Ciel’s elder sister and had already left for education to a boarding girl’s school by the time the manor was burnt down and the whole manor was rebuilt again, you still couldn’t visit your brother until a few years later. You were devastated by your parents’ death and your brothers’ disappearance! You were raised by Madam Red until you graduated!

✲ You had finally finished your studies, got a good paying job and were living normally when you finally got the chance to meet your younger brother, you were told by Tanaka how things were going on around the house since the moment Ciel returned. He told you about his mysterious and efficient butler, Sebastian and the chaotic trio which ruin the manor from time to time, Mey-rin, Finny and Bardroy!

✲ Things have changed around the household, Tanaka wrote to you, and finally you were visiting with you three fur babies! (I’m naming your dogs because yes) The Doberman, Momo, and the Rottweiler, Zomi, were your two babies and your guard dogs but you had a demon as well!! It was a Pomeranian, coffee…..SHE WAS A BIG DEMON!! But a cute demon!!! But a demon nonetheless, she was in charge of your house…..And boss of Momo and Zomi, they’re boys btw…..

✲ So when you came visiting, Coffee was literally yelling your ears off in the carriage and Zomi and Momo were both hiding their ears under their paws because they didn’t want to hear her chattering your ears off because of how she doesn’t know where she is….And the thing is when you reached the manor, you told Ciel you had three dogs and Sebastian obviously wasn’t happy with the news but had to listen and so when Ciel and Sebastian came outside the manor and you opened the door to the carriage, Coffee jumped out FIRST AND FOREMOST! She always does…

✲ But the moment Coffee saw Ciel, she shut her mouth and waddled towards him and Ciel being the dog lover he is picked her up and the EXPRESSION ON YOUR FACE WAS PRICELESS, coffee HATES being picked up and she never shuts up unless she is sleeping so her shutting up and not caring she’s picked up shows she is a fan of Ciel, you then stepped out and then Zomi and Momo stepped out behind you, they honestly didn’t care much about anything other than the fact that there was another person who smelt like you, they swarmed Ciel closely sniffing him making Ciel giggled as you hugged Ciel tightly, Sebastian backing up because he hates dogs…

✲ Ciel was excited to meet you again and like before you brought gifts to spoil your brother! Ciel not only excited to meet you but also your dogs, he got along with the three very well, especially Coffee who had taken a special liking to him and Sebastian for some reason, Coffee would often go up to him and rub herself on his feet, which not only made Sebastian cringe and shrivel up internally but also entertained Ciel because he knows how much Sebastian hates dogs! You always apologize in place of Ciel and Coffee to Sebastian but he always says while kissing the back of your hand “It’s alright, m’lady, after all if I can’t handle them what kind of butler would I be?” and you’re blushing pink…

✲ Ciel is always babying your three dogs, giving them snacks, even if you and Sebastian stop him, he won’t, he will sneak them snacks and your three dogs are always beside him, cuddling him when it’s his bed time, they no longer cuddle with you and you’re now upset and cold….but then you cuddle with Ciel and all three even if Coffee annoys you sometimes, but it’s bearable you’ve been handling for long now!!

✲ Ciel is also teaching Coffee tricks in trade of treats, something you never thought to teach her or any of your dogs for that matter, you only just wanted to live with them, play with them, feed them, cuddle them (Zomi & Momo), and care for them…Yeah, no teaching Zomi and Momo was something you may have thought of once, but Coffee was out of the question….

✲ Ciel, you, Zomi, Momo, Coffee and (sadly) Sebastian all go around in early mornings or maybe afternoons to play with dogs with all immense energy, and you get some exercise in, have a breather form lives and maybe sun if you’re lucky, I mean it’s England after all…

✲ Ciel with you, his elder sister’s/older baby’s permission, will use your dogs for finding clues, peoples and other things in his cases. He will understand if you say no, but the queen’s guard dog need his own guard dogs as well and Sebastian isn’t enough, Coffee’s angry screeching on Sebastian and Zomi’s warm hugs and Momo’s kisses are something he apparently needs to survive in his cases…

✲ Okay, but we need to specially mention Sebastian for handling THREE dogs plus a new puppy (you) for his old puppy (Ciel) all without an angry breakdown (at least not in front of you/ciel/any other servants/dogs) or being hostile, so he deserves a pat on the head and a week of un-connecting using his cats...no?

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locallixie · 1 year

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Hiiiii💗💗 could you do a stray kids reaction to someone shady walking up to their s/o and their Doberman or Rottweiler goes to protect them? 😭💗

fluffy bodyguard ; boyfriends/husbands!stray kids' reactions.

🖇—... boyfriends/husbands!stray kids' reactions to their dog protecting their s/o.

✧.* 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ; fluff, soft, boyfriend!stray kids, husband!stray kids, established relationship au, married au, gn!reader.

✧.* 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; pet names.

bang chan—...

Like the attentive husband he is, he rushes inside as soon as he felt your cold hands brushing against his. Leaving you confused with your little Rottweiler standing outside the door.

You were cold, you supposed, 'cause your cold hands never really bothered you so much. You thought you were born with naturally cold hands. But guess that didn't sit well with your husband.

"Are you cold, little guy? With all that fur of yours, I don't think this weather stands a chance." You smiled at your dog, Camy. Despite being a 'agressive' breed, Camy is such a sweetheart. An anniversary gift from your husband.

A guy that obviously look out-of-place started walking up to you from across the street, you have never seen him walking around your neighborhood, something was up.

"Hey, you there. Can I have a word—?" Camy began barking, walking on his little paws to be in front of you. The guy took a step back as Camy scared him away from laying a finger on you.

"Hun, are you alright, that guy was looking at you weird from the begining." Chan finally came back with your winter coat and scarf, he placed his hand on your back to reassure you that he's there.

"Little Camy's here protecting me when you're away." You told, seeing his short tail wagging from side to side in joy.

Chan ruffled his head, "Oh, he did? What a good boy!"

lee know—...

Why need a dog? Minho is already dangerous enough to scare strangers and creeps on the streets away. He perfered cats over dogs anyways.

But...he just couldn't say 'no' when it comes to you. And when he said choose any, he was not prepared when you chose the most agressive breed of dog in the pet shop.

His three cats at home already thinking about teaming up to take their new sibling down, like father, like children.

He would trained it, like what its breed was mostly used for. Service work, guarding work. Trained it so it can protect you when he's not there beside you.

Out in the open, and he already see a weirdo walking up to you. "Ahem, are we gonna have a problem here?" Minho stepped in before the stranger gets too close to you. The Doberman standing beside her owner, a chain around her neck to keep her at bay.

"Look man, I'm just talking to—" They began but was quickly cut off by your boyfriend.

"To my partner, yeah, I know. I can't help but notice that they're not enjoying your company." He held the chain loosely in his hand, "So I advise you to back off, before I feed you to Nari."

"Dude—" Nari barked loudly, poking her neck toward the stranger as a way to intimidate them.

Minho's gaze held fire, "Get lost."

changbin—...

You had your Rottweiler ever since you were little, you're glad that she is still with you 'til this day. She bark at almost everyone, especially people who just simply look suspicious. She was trained to protect you since day one, she looks after you a lot before you started dating.

Dokki barked at Changbin the first few times she met him, that was when you just began going out with him. Now married to the guy, she probably loves him more than you.

But you feels safe going outside with Dokki, being an anxious individual that you are, people absolutely terrified you. Still, you would take her with you and your husband when going on walks.

Changbin is jealous yet happy to see Dokki chasing off randos out in public for you. Jealous that he was supposed to be the one protecting you, happy that he won't have to worry when you're out without him with you.

Guy would probably bicker with your dog to be your personal bodyguard. 100% would fight for your affection if he feels like your dog is hogging too much of it.

hyunjin—...

You, your boyfriend of three years, and your two house doggies. Kkami and Todo get along with each other well, sometimes their playing gets a bit too physical but most of the time they're fine.

A long-haired Chihuahua and a Doberman was a interesting mix to say the least. One small, one big. Kkami, surprisingly, was the more agressive one towards strangers.

"Todo, Kkami~ Where are you, babies?" You called them, holding the leashes in hand as you are about take them out for a walk. Hyunjin is currently getting home from work, so it's just you and your two dogs for the time being.

The two came running out from inside the house, all excited to be outdoor after being stuck in isolation the whole day.

You didn't get far until you felt a presence, dragging behind you closely. Todo acted before you could react, almost tripping you with the leash. Barking violently, then biting at the stranger's pants.

"Bad dog! Bad dog! Let go off me, control your dog!" Todo completely ripped a piece of fabric of the poor creep. Take it as a warning! Stay away, or else.

Standing there, still processing things, with your Doberman chewing on a piece of fabric that he just ripped out from a stranger's pants. You were so stuck that you didn't notice your boyfriend coming to you.

"Hey baby, how was your— What is Todo chewing on?" He too would be surprised just as you were, maybe even more than you. At least his child made him proud by protecting his soon-to-be spouse.

han—...

He was scared to bring Bbama over for playdate with your dog, that maybe your dog might devour his. You assured him that it is unlikely to happen, your Rottweiler was a trained yet friendly dog so he have nothing to worry about. Either way, he should get used to her, 'cause you two are getting married soon.

You held him close as you two strolled together in the park with your two dogs. "Baby, that guy is looking at you weird." He whispered to you.

You kept walking, and the guy kept following you both. What does he want from you? Can't he see that Jisung is walking with you, and is your fiancé? You took your left hand out of your pocket, hopefully your engagement ring might discourage him.

"You there," The guy finally approached you, and to you directly. "Looking real fine, can I—" Maxi barked first, which pushed Bbama to bark with her.

The man tried to pet Maxi, "Sir, please don't pet my dog." Your fiancé warned, Jisung trying his best to remain calm in situation like this.

Maxi growled, and barked, getting the creep to leave you alone. Or she'll might just bite his finger off.

Jisung petted her head, her rough fur brushing on his soft palm. "Thanks for the help, girl."

felix—...

He doesn't care what you are bringing home, he probably finds a way to love it wholeheartedly. He thought your 'scary' Doberman was so adoreable, and you were just exaggerating things to make your dog look bad.

So cute and so well disciplined. He almost never see Chase even remotely close to scary at all. But at times that he did, Chase can be so hostile towards a selective group of people, especially when he's out with you.

Someone shady is coming to harass you? Don't worry, Chase is here to bite their entire hand off! The growling, the barking, the threatening stance. All here to keep creeps away from you when Felix is unavailable.

"[Y/N], shouldn't we give them a warning? I mean, Chase is kind of a threat." Felix asked, holding your hand in his after he found you trying to keep your dog away from murdering a guy that was making you uncomfortable.

You stared at your boyfriend, "If Chase hates them, there's probably a reason why, Felix."

seungmin—...

Guy is already quite terrifying when he's angry, then add a equally terrifying dog. You are walking around with scary dog privileges, ain't nobody messing with you whenever you're out on the streets surrounded by strangers.

If your husband is too occupied to cuss out creeps that keep disturbing your peace, your Rottweiler got you covered. He will do anything to make his owner happy, maybe even resorting to violent.

"Please leave me alone, I just want to get home." You told to the drunk guy that insisted you get a drink with him. You lost your husband while walking on the streets, and now you're freaking out.

Your calls are finally answered, "Get the hell away from my partner!" Your husband with Haebi on a leash, and they were mad.

"On the count of three, or I'm letting my dog eat you. One...two..." The drunk guy quickly ran away, stumbling all over the places. The anger on Seungmin's face was still very visible, and his grip on the leash tightened.

"Uh, hello? Where did you go? Haebi and I've been looking everywhere for you." Your husband is a lot scarier than your dog, in your opinion at least. He's sweet, but damn does he make you worried for your life sometimes.

i.n—...

Solid guy, not really wanting to get into confrontation with strangers out in public. He finds it adoreable that your large Doberman was acting as your bodyguard everytime you're outside.

He likes being the strong, heroic boyfriend that protect you, but sometimes it's just nice to sit back and watch your dog scaring sketchy people away from you.

Of course, he can't let Solli take his job and replace him as your protection. He want to 'save' you when he can, with Solli as a extra helping hand. Or paw?

"We work well together, right Solli?" Jeongin asking your dog, after intimidating some rando by just standing there with Solli growling at them.

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ivyfox-illustration · 6 months

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thesupreme316 · 5 months

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Can I make a request with the boys with a reader who is introverted and how the boys make them feel more comfortable (please add Daniel Garcia he’s my pookie🤭)

AEW STARS React To: Having An Introverted S/O

Pairings: Daniel Garcia x Reader, Eddie Kingston x Reader, Max Caster x Reader, Ricky Starks x Reader, MJF x Reader, Hook x Reader, Christian Cage x Reader

Word Count: 837

Supreme Speaks: otay sorry for being late but here is another post. also OVER 300 FOLLOWERS??? thank yall so much for the support and love yall show my posts💖 please remember that you are loved and appreciated!

Warnings: GIFS ARE NOT MINE, slightly proofread, fluffy as shit

Taglist: @hooks-martin @sheinthatfandom @triscillal @cassie0sstuff @eddie-kingstons-wifey @hookerforhook @batzy-watzy @wwenhlimagines

Daniel Garcia (ya pookie):

Okay I am convinced that DG is an ambivert

Mans is both extroverted and introverted

So he understands when you need to wind down

Would constantly take you to your favorite places

I would also like to think that DG is that person who would drop everything for you if your battery dies or if you don’t feel well

Isiah: Danny, where are you go-

DG: My baby needs me, now move mushroom

Is perfectly fine with you being shy/introverted and doesn’t judge you at all

Hook:

As an introvert, he doesn’t give it any thought

He would find your introverted self adorable

I think to make you more comfortable, he would participate with you in various activities

Because of him being private, he won’t force you to do anything that you don’t want to

Keeps a list of many things you like to do

Doesn’t force you to speak or introduce yourself to others

Knows that you don’t have plans so if he needs to run errands; he’s dragging you with him

If anything he’s your security guard while you sit in the corner on your phone or reading

Ricky Starks:

OKAY LISTEN

We know how spectacular (and bold) this man is

But he is super understanding and caring

Know when he needs to tone it down so doesn’t overwhelm you

He will push you to speak to others but he wouldn’t want you to change

Ricky will try to help you find new comforts but is okay with just the two of you sitting at home and watching tv

To make you comfy, he’ll tease you with loving remarks, letting you know that he adores your introverted self

He’ll also talk for you if you want him to (cause Jesus that man can talk)

Eddie Kingston (ma husband):

LOOK

In my mind, Eddie is sensitive and can detect how people from first meeting them

So when he first meets you and sees how introverted you are, he immediately attaches himself to you and becomes your guard dog

He prefers to sit in corners anyway, so your introverted life is his speed

Hates to push “out of your comfort zone” but he will support you in whatever you do

Will ditch whoever to come and check on you; it doesn’t matter who they are

To make you comfortable, he will speak up for you (especially if you can’t say no to people)

Tbh, its like Rottweiler x Black Cat type of relationship

Christian Cage: (ma sugar daddy)

Teehee this man believes you are just adorable beyond relief

Doesn’t mind doing the majority of the talking when you two are together

I feel like he’ll introduce you to others and if you don’t show interest/or speak up, he is quick to leave with you in tow

To comfort you, he will tone down his extrovertness (? Idk if that’s a word) and make himself available for you to warm up to him

He doesn’t wanna scare you off

Christian will even let up on the teasing and “bullying” others just to make sure that you’re okay

But he will buy you gifts to let you know what he likes you

I feel like overall, the man is changing his himself and personality to adhere to you and your interest

Max Caster:

I will admit it (cause this is how I visualize it)

He initially fucks up

Max is so damn loud and hyper that he scares you off very quickly

After calming down, he apologizes to you and actually becomes close to you before asking you out

He tries to make you louder and (boldly) confident but is told repeatedly by Anthony and Billy that you prefer to be away from the spotlight and like to be quiet most of the time

From then on, Max tries his best to ensure that he’s not being too loud around you

To make you comfy, I can see him trying to make you laugh at any place or time (so he still doesn’t shut up)

Man is whipped for you and will do anything to make you feel comfortable

That includes taping his mouth shut

MJF:

Hehe this man

He will gladly be the mouthpiece of your relationship

Unlike other people, MJF will loudly announce that you guys would need to leave and not lie

“Okay you marks, you all with your repulsive faces and boring personalities are draining my lovely yet quiet significant other. So…we are leaving, peace bitches”

He’ll introduce you to others..but that’s it for fear that you’ll get overwhelmed

Like Ricky and Max, he can talk your ear off if it’s what you need

Or he’ll just sit down and watch TV with you like Hook

Since dating you, he’s calmed down with his arrogance and tries his best not to get angry

Around you….he’s still an asshole to everyone else

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jungle-angel · 1 year

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Early Risers (Bob Floyd x Reader)

Summary: Christmas morning under your roof is nothing short of special

It had been one hell of a Christmas, a blizzard having started on the way home from church the night before while you, Bob and the rest of the Dagger family had gathered at the ranch in Montana to celebrate.

The kids had been quiet on the morning of Christmas Eve, playing round after round of beanbag toss in the large expanse of basement while the grown ups were left to take care of business. That was where the real craziness had ensued.

It had all begun when Coyote, Rooster and Hangman had been sent on a liquor run, only to return with a truck bed containing half the store. Bob, your beloved and most patient of husbands, ran his hands over his face in exasperation despite the good intentions.

Fanboy and his grandparents had shown up an hour later with Abuela Alma taking charge of the kitchen. You and her had the time of your lives as you cooked away, the house filling with a whole different array of smells that attracted the boys quite easily. Unfortunately, they were met with Alma’s swift hand and a dishtowel when Javy, Mickey and Rooster tried to sneak a taste of the tamales that had just come out of the oven.

The kids had done the same thing, imitating their uncles and their grandfathers, though Alma was a bit softer with the children, shooing them away to the basement and warning them that if they didn’t wait they’d spoil their dinners. The both of you however, started to lose patience pretty quickly when Tank, Bob’s two year old Rottweiler sat close to the kitchen counters, pawing your thigh for a little taste of the food.

Getting the kids ready for Christmas Mass was a nightmare in and of itself. Auggie, Nicky, Pete, Danny, Thomas, TJ, Sebastian, Roddy, Tiago and Gabe all complained about having to wear nice clothes, chasing each other through the house and whipping each other with their ties before their fathers all grabbed them to keep them from getting out of hand. The girls were a little easier, but keeping them from getting their clothes messed up? Phoenix and the guys all thought piloting through the canyon on the Uranium Plant mission was much easier than that. Finally, they decided to let the kids curl up in the living room to watch “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” if it would help keep them quiet.

Christmas Mass went off without a hitch, everyone going early in the evening while the food warmed at home. It was so crowded that you, Bob and the rest of the squad all had to stand at the back, the kids resting on the floor for the time being while Father Gonzales officiated. Joe and Irene pulled their truck around after all was done, you and Bob loading up Auggie, Patrick, Deidre and Baby Rudy so that their grandparents could take them home. You and Bob on the other hand, rode home with Maverick, Penny, Amelia and the boys, all of you totally caught off guard by the blizzard that started before you had gotten up the driveway.

Twelve hours and ten million reruns of “A Christmas Story” later, you, Bob and the rest of the family poked your heads into the living room to find all the kids asleep on top of the huge pile of unopened presents under the tree. No one could resist the thought of snapping pictures of the kids all asleep in their plaid Christmas jammies, some of them snoring away from having woken at three in the morning to see if Santa came.

The kids awoke soon enough as everyone opened their gifts, overjoyed at the thought that was put into every one of them. The kids played with their new toys or read through their new books while you and the rest of the squad let breakfast cook in the oven or hauled out the remaining liquor to make mimosas. You and Bob couldn’t have imagined a more perfect day, a day where all of you were together, surrounded by your family and friends and the people who loved you most of all.

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