Facing Fears!
This drabble is for @self-indulgent-paw-patrol’s Paw Patrol Appreciation Week! It will be about Chase confronting his fears surrounding Adventure City, saving Ryder in the process!
This is a drabble of a scene in Paw Patrol: The Movie. Spoilers ahead!
“Ryder!” Chase called over the pounding rain and howling wind, “Ryder?! Where are you?”
He spotted a blinking red light in the distance, telling him that Ryder was over there somewhere- and that he needed to be saved.
“Ryder, I can see your light! Hang on!”
Chase began to run towards the source of the blinking red light, through a tunnel of metal caused by the falling of a tower extension to the top of the building he was on, but suddenly slid to a stop just in time to avoid careening over the edge of the split in the tower with a sharp gasp.
Peering down over the edge in horror, Chase saw a long drop into the street below him. If he were to fall, there would be no chance of survival.
Breathing hard and fast, he slowly backed away from the edge, heart racing, legs shaking.
Chase stopped backing up a couple feet from the edge, taking a deeper breath and shutting his eyes. “I can do this,” he murmured, then repeated, more firmly, “I can do this.”
Then he puffed out his chest, sitting down momentarily. “I can do this!”
He hopped to his feet. “Arf, grappling hook!”
The tool was deployed, shooting out across the large gap. But the wind was too strong, and it swept the hook sideways.
The police pup gasped. “Oh no!”
As he watched it fall, the sound of the grappling hook’s line running out reached his ears; the hook had gotten caught on something!
Chase was thrown onto his side, crying out in terror. “Ah!!”
It pulled him closer and closer to the edge on his belly, and try as he might to get a grip on something, anything, he kept sliding, and fast.
“Ahhhhh-!”
Then Chase was tugged down over the edge.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”
But he was still hanging on by his paws!
“Disconnect pup-pack!!” he yelped as his hat blew away in the roaring wind.
The pup-pack was promptly detached from Chase’s back. He watched it fall, breathing heavily in fear and shock, but he did heave himself up and onto the fallen tower’s wall again.
Facing the blinking red light, Chase felt a horrible sense of impending doom for his owner crash over him. He backed away more, cowering further and further away.
“Ryder…”
The shepherd lowered his head, closing his eyes.
Then his master’s words echoed through his ears as he lifted his head once more.
“I chose you because you were the bravest pup I’d ever seen.”
Chase’s fear rapidly began to fade, and, as courage started to rise inside of him, he let out an intense scream, filled to the brim with emotion.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!”
As he screamed at the top of his lungs, he raced towards the edge, gathered all the energy and strength he had, and leapt.
Time slowed down, but the look of sheer determination and bravery on his face didn’t waver.
When time flashed back to normal, Chase found himself crashing into the other edge, over the gap, and onto the other end of the tower’s split.
He grunted in pain as he did, as he’d landed on his ribs, back legs dangling beneath him.
Chase strained hard for a moment, pulling himself to his paws on solid metal.
“Ryder…?”
Hopefully it wasn’t too late…
Chase rushed towards the light until, jumping onto a big block of broken concrete, he spotted Ryder. The boy was pinned by his legs under a large slab of concrete, but Chase didn’t take note of that right away.
Ryder coughed due to the dust and debris in the air. Chase started towards him. “Ryder?”
Ryder looked up, and a wave of relief came into his eyes. “Chase!” he exclaimed, “I can’t believe you found me!” He pressed the button on his suit to make the flashing light stop.
Chase smiled proudly. “You can always count on me, Ryder.”
There was a meaningful pause between the two, but then a few electrical cords behind Chase sparked, and he gasped, looking back. “C’mon!” he told Ryder, “we gotta get outta here!”
“I can’t, I’m stuck!” Ryder answered, pushing on the slab pinning his legs down. It caused more dust to fall onto him, and he coughed more.
Chase, realizing that Ryder was indeed trapped, jumped up onto the concrete block behind him. “On three, pull as hard as you can!” He readied himself, as did his owner. “One… two… three!”
The police pup gripped Ryder’s shoulder pad in his teeth, tugging as hard as he could; Ryder pushed against the slab with all his strength, too, but Chase fell backwards.
“Agh, it won’t budge!”
Ryder gave him a resigned, sad look.
Chase, in turn, looked at him in desperation.
Then his gaze hardened. “One more try!”
Ryder put his hands on the slab, pushing with everything he had; Chase leapt down beside him and squeezed under the heavy concrete trap. He squared his shoulders and struggled to lift it with his back. “Rrrrrgh-!”
With Ryder’s and Chase’s might combined, Ryder was able to pull his foot free after a few seconds, and Chase jumped out from under the slab just afterwards. It crashed against the ground with a thud.
Both of them were panting, tired, and dirty, but as Chase regained his breath, he heard Ryder say, “you did it!”
Chase smiled. “We did it.”
Ryder knelt down, and Chase accepted his embrace.
“I told you you were a hero,” Ryder said, arms wrapping around his beloved pup. When Chase pulled away, Ryder stood.
“Come on, let’s get out of here.”
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I posted 16 times in 2022
That's 7 more posts than 2021!
11 posts created (69%)
5 posts reblogged (31%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
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@femmified
I tagged 15 of my posts in 2022
Only 6% of my posts had no tags
#ab/dl - 14 posts
#diaper caption - 13 posts
#diaper humiliation - 13 posts
#ab/dl caption - 13 posts
#mommy kink - 7 posts
#mommysbaby - 7 posts
#diaperboy - 7 posts
#ab/dl girl - 6 posts
#ab/dl boy - 6 posts
#ab/dl babygirl - 5 posts
Longest Tag: 25 characters
#choose your own adventure
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Diapered With No Way Home
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"I heard Daredevil shows up at the end!" Tristan exclaimed.
His friend Noah covered his ears. "Agh," he responded. "Don't tell me that. I haven't been on Twitter in weeks just so that I don't read any spoilers."
The two walked through the theater with tubs of popcorns in their arms and tickets for the newest Marvel movie Spider-Man: No Way Home in their pockets. The pair of lifelong Marvel fans had returned home from their respective colleges just in time to continue their tradition of seeing the newest Marvel release together.
And this wasn't just any ordinary Marvel film. No Way Home was going to open up the Marvel multiverse. Characters from outside the MCU timeline like Doc Ock or Venom could show up and Tristan and Noah had watched the trailer reveal close to a hundred times, theorizing on what possibilities the multiverse could unfold for future films.
However, the one thing that the two friends could have never predicted was about to unfold tonight. A real-life ripple in the multiverse was about to open up in their very theater.
It happened all in a flash. They both felt the ripple affect their surroundings as they were unwittingly transported to another dimension. They collectively did a double take, only noticing a slight uncanny difference in the first moment. The theater looked almost exactly the same at a glance; however, Tristan quickly realized that everything had gotten bigger! Or... they had gotten smaller. The ticket-taker, who was now looking down at them, had grown in proportion with everything else. Tristan and Noah spilled their popcorn in shock.
"Do you need help finding your Mommy?" the ticket-taker asked, bending down to one knee in order to meet their eye level.
"Oh boys," said a voice. Tristan and Noah were immediately swept up by the arms of a ten-foot-tall woman! "You know better than to run away from Mommy, now don't you?"
Despite their cries and screams for help, Tristan and Noah were taken to the cinema's bathroom (the woman's restroom, mortifyingly) by the giant woman they only knew as "Mommy."
Although they didn't understand how they had arrived in this new dimension, their brains quickly raced to understand its rules. People from this dimension ranged from ten to twelve feet in height and the world's objects were obviously designed to accommodate them. People of Tristan's and Noah's height, around five and a half feet, were treated as children.
So, Mommy began removing their adult clothes: graphic tees, ripped jeans, and boxer briefs, leaving the two men to hide their naked shame with their hands. One of the other women in the bathroom giggled at that, causing the two to blush even more.
Tristan was changed first into a pair of training pants covered in designs of different characters from Paw Patrol. He did as he was told when Mommy asked him to raise his arms, fearing retaliation. She dressed him in an green-and-white striped shirt and snapped a pair of shortalls in place, making feel and look the part of a toddler. But, it wasn't complete until Mommy shoved a bulbous baby blue pacifier into his mouth.
Unfortunately, Noah, who had been waiting to pee just before the start of Spider-Man as to avoid leaving during the middle of the action film, had unfortunately released his full bladder into his pants at his initial sight of the giantess. So, his eyes went wide as Mommy pulled an oversized diaper out of her bag.
Noah eyed the jump from the changing table to the bathroom floor, which was actually quite far relative to him, and took the leap. There was no way this woman could put him in a diaper! Tristan watched intensely as his friend ran his way across the bathroom floor. However, Mommy's leg length was much longer and so she simply had to idle behind a fully sprinting Noah and was able to reach him in only a matter of steps.
For Noah's disobedience, he was placed ass-up on the changing table as Mommy delivered a few light smacks to his poor exposed bum. Tristan noticed that Mommy barely put any energy into what could be described as "taps," but Noah's reaction to each one was that of an absolute beating. The grown man was left red-faced, sobbing, and snotty by the tenth one. Knowing better than to question Mommy now, Noah laid as silent as possible as his crotch was wiped, powdered, and taped inside the diaper.
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#4
St. Philomena's (Choose Your Own Adventure)
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Note: Something special I made to thank all of you for 1000 followers! Enjoy your time at St. Philomena's Reform School. Comment to let me know which ending you get and, if you're really feeling up to it, see if you can unlock every single ending!
You get home from another long week at work. You throw down all the mail from the mail on your dining room table, sitting down to sort through it all. Gas bill, electric bill, insurance, bill, bill, bill. Had your life really become this dull and mundane?
It was at this moment you got to the last package in the pile. It gave you pause. The return address read, "St. Philomena's Reform School for Misbehaving Adults." You thought that there must be some kind of mistake, but the address matched your name.
You tore the package open. Inside was a plaid gold and turquoise schoolkid's uniform. But, unlike a child's uniform, it was made to just your size. Puzzled, you read the letter that came alongside it.
Click here to accept your invitation.
305 notes - Posted May 20, 2022
#3
From Chad to Charge
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Nicole blushed. She wanted to listen to what her date was saying, but she got lost in his beautiful blue eyes.
Nicole had matched with Zeke on a dating app and they had hit it off straight away. Ok, so Zeke wasn't Nicole's usual type - she usually went after tough guys. But, she had been burned in the past and she thought Zeke was cute. Plus, straight off the bat it was clear he was INFATUATED with her. His first messages skipped the usual flirts and pickup lines; he jumped straight to wanting to take her to dinner, offering to pay for it all, etc. It honestly came off a bit desperate, but Nicole had to admit that seeing the cute boy practically beg to take her out was pretty hot.
"So, what do you do for a living?" Zeke asked with a boyish smile.
"I'm a front-end developer," Nicole responded.
"Oh..." Zeke said. "Is that with, like... computers?"
Ok so he doesn't seem all that smart, Nicole thought to herself. But, maybe she liked that for once. She could tell this guy was eager to make her happy and it was only the first date! She could use a bit of a Labrador boyfriend. In fact - it was a bit rude to notice - but Nicole could see the bulge in the man's pants he was so excited.
Nicole took a sip of her drink before she began to dumb down her explanation. Before she got a chance to explain, however, Nicole was interrupted as a couple walked up next to their table. Zeke's goofy smile disappeared as the woman appeared to be upset with him.
"Tr- Trish?" Zeke asked nervously, clearly recognized the woman. "Wh- What are you doing here?"
The woman who Zeke had called Trish placed her hands on her hips. "That's Mommy to you, young man," Trish responded. "And I should be asking you the same thing."
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#2
The Hypnotist
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"You are about to fall into a deep sleep"
Rachel nodded with her eyes closed.
"Now... sleep!" the hypnotist commanded, swinging a pendulum in front of her.
Rachel's head dropped as the hypnosis took control and she entered her trance. Her hand continued to hold on to that of her husband, Evan.
The hypnotist James turned to his friend Evan. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" he asked. "Once I alter her mind, it can't be changed."
Evan nodded. He had put a lot of thought into this. It was the last chance to save their marriage. The pair had moved in together after their wedding ceremony to disastrous effects. Evan worked an eight-hour job in banking and it was too stressful coming home after a long day of work to a messy house and no dinner made. He knew he shouldn't expect that from Rachel, who also worked eight hours albeit in teaching, but with both of them working, there was no way their shared house would be habitable.
He had asked Rachel to quit before, but she had taken it as quite the insult. She found it unfair that she should be the stay-at-home partner and she only got angrier when Evan reminded her that he made significantly more banking.
So, he turned to his friend James. Evan hadn't believed hypnotism could actually work. But watching James help people break their bad habits or forget about former loves, Evan had realized the effectiveness of James' profession. So, he asked him if he would help the couple with their situation.
Of course, Rachel would have never had made herself a willing participant. Evan made a small white lie that she would be hypnotized to quit smoking, and under those circumstances, she had excitedly agreed. He did feel bad for lying, but it was to help both of them. And so, Evan prodded James to finish altering Rachel's mind.
James sighed. "When I snap my fingers, you will awake," he instructed. "And your main priority will be taking care of Evan and your house."
James snapped and Rachel woke from the trance.
Evan and Rachel returned home while Evan patiently waited for the hypnotic spell to take effect.
It wasn't long until it did. The next morning, Rachel sat down with Evan and explained to him that after some thought she had decided to quit her teaching job so that she could look after him and keep the house clean. Evan applauded her decision, internally hyping himself up for a clean house and fresh dinner for when he returned from work.
And for the next week of work, that's exactly what he got. His clothes were picked up off the floor and washed, the carpets were vacuumed and spotless, and the dishwasher was empty each day. Better than all that, Evan got to sit down as soon as he got home to a cooked dinner: chicken, scallops, pasta, stroganoff, you name it! All the guilt Evan had from his manipulation had washed away. This was the life.
The second week, however, things began to noticeably change. Yes, the house was still clean upon getting home. But, his wife's dinners started to change. Chicken was replaced by chicken nuggets; pasta by mac and cheese. Instead of getting a beer with dinner, Rachel would pour him a tall glass of milk.
"Do you think you could make that mushroom stroganoff again?" Evan finally asked on Wednesday in front of a plate of pizza bagels.
"Silly boy," Rachel condescended. "You wouldn't like mushrooms. They're icky." She stuck out her tongue as she tied a napkin around her husband's neck in case he clumsily dropped any of his dinner on himself.
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My #1 post of 2022
Rage Quit
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Dodge. Dodge. Heal. Slash. Special Attack. SHIT!
Melanie punched the armrest of her couch. "Fuck!" she shouted. Those advertisements weren't kidding. Blood Legends VI: Underworld had just come out today and supposedly it was the hardest game in the series.
Melanie was a self-proclaimed pro at Blood Legends, but she was not a gracious loser. She mostly resorted to playing campaign-driven video games now since her bad attitude when losing had caused most of her friends to avoid playing competitive multiplayer her at all costs. She had even been disqualified from local tournaments for poor conduct. A grown woman throwing game equipment in rage was frowned upon.
And the new game had proven itself to be a challenge so far. Despite her proficiency at the other entries in the series, Melanie had found herself stuck at the game's second boss for an hour and a half. If she lost to the Necromancer one more time, she would have to return to Nabonidus Castle and farm more healing potions.
The game may have been hard, but not everything in the advertising had been true. Melanie had heard that supposedly the game would punish poor gameplay by affecting the player's real life. She had scoffed. How would that even be possible? Besides, she had lost to this boss long enough and the only way her life had been affected had been the enormous loss of time.
Melanie walked up to the Necromancer once more.
Slash. Slash. Combo. Dodge. Slash.
"WHAT?!" Melanie screamed, standing up and stomping as the necromancer killed her character with a blast of dark magic. "Bullshit! I hit fucking dodge! This game fucking blows!" Melanie threw her controller across the room in an absolute tantrum. Though the controller left a crack in her wall, her outburst didn't end there. She flipped over her coffee table before laying face down on her couch and screeching into her couch.
"Looks like somebody isn't MATURE enough for this stage," the Necromancer cackled as "GAME OVER" appeared on the screen. "Try again."
Mel sighed and sat back up. Odd, she thought. She hadn't heard that dialogue response so far. No matter, she acknowledge that she may have overreacted. I mean, how hard could this be? If she really focused and gave it her all, she could beat this. She grabbed her stuffed unicorn Princess from the other end of the couch and cuddled it for good luck.
After a brief moment, she went to return to the game before realizing that her controller had landed on the other side of the room where she had thrown it. With Princess in one hand and her other hand firmly planting her thumb in her mouth for sucking, Mel toddled over to where the hole in her wall was in her adorable unicorn skirt and pink-and-purple striped fluffy socks.
She grabbed the Fischer-Price controller from the floor and sat her butt on the floor in front of the TV, not having the energy to jump up onto the couch itself. Her eyes locked and her thumb removed from her mouth, she was ready to tackle the challenge and pressed "Resume" on Necromancer's Math Adventure.
She only needed five correct answers to defeat the Necromancer's magic with the power of math. "13+9" appeared on the screen. Mel placed her babyish controller on her lap and held up her fingers to count. Wait, she only had ten fingers. Mel frowned. After a moment of thought, she remembered! She could start with three fingers and pretend it's thirteen.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9!" the grown woman counted out loud as she held up an extra finger for each number. She had two fingers up at the end. So, the answer was... twenty-two!
"Blast!" the onscreen Necromancer cried. "Your math is too powerful!"
"Yes!" Mel cheered following what seemed like an incredible victory. Only four more questions.
"4 x 7" followed. Mel let out a high pitched whine. Multiplication?! No fair! She was no good at times tables! She used all the power in her brain to focus. 20, she guessed. Wrong. 26. Wrong again. Her final guess was 32.
"Looks like your math skills weren't good enough to defeat me," shouted the Necromancer. "Better luck next time!"
"Poopy!" Mel yelled as the "GAME OVER" text reappeared. "That's no fair! Multiplication's too hard! No fair! No fair!"
Mel continued to shout as she kicked her arms and legs against the floor, causing her beloved stuffie Princess to take a beating against the ground. Once her fit ended, she threw Princess at the couch and crossed her arms letting out an audible "hmph."
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