#The Bitey End of the Dog

[blueboyluca]

You hear the term “quality of life” all the time but what I’ve really become very adamant about talking about is something called “quality of death”. And I think our society, especially in our culture and society, which I know you’ve done so much work in talking to people about what our society is doing to dogs in terms of just healthy young dogs and our expectations, but the same thing is our expectations and understanding of what death is and what end of life should look like. We don’t talk about it enough, what quality of death is. Death seems like such a scary, final thing and it is final but it doesn’t have to be scary and it can be celebrated and it can be done in a really kind, peaceful, non-emergency, non-painful way and that’s what I really strive for with these dogs.

That’s not to say I won’t get a dog that someone will tell me, “I know he doesn’t have long, he might only have a couple of weeks” and I’ll take him and I’ll be like, I know this dog only has a couple of weeks, and 24 hours after having this dog I’m like, this dog can never die because I love them so much – I get super attached. But what I’ve realised is that I cannot hold on for me, I have to let them go for them. It’s not about having them go on their worst day, that’s what I’ve really learned. A lot of these dogs have chronic illnesses – all of these dogs have chronic illnesses or ailments or age – and they’re never going to get better. This is not something that’s going to improve. It might plateau, I might have them feel better when they did when they first came and they weren’t on any medicine, but they are never going to go back to puppyhood. So I have to make those decisions for that dog when they tell me, and not be selfish about it, but also when I’m realising that they’re on that downward curve now, they’re on that downward spiral, and I owe it to them to not just give them a good end of life but also a really good death and have them be cognisant and aware and have a great last day before that happens and that gives me a lot more – I’m not going to say I don’t mourn their loss or feel sad when they go, but it gives me a lot more peace in knowing that I’ve given them that rather than I shouldn’t have waited, that type of regret that some people have felt.

— Helen St. Pierre, Old Dogs Go to Helen – A Special Episode Dedicated to Our Older Friends, The BItey End of the Dog

This was a really excellent episode that gave me the words for something I also strongly feel is important – “quality of death”. It was really wonderful to hear Helen’s experiences with senior dogs, I learnt a lot.

#dog quotes #euthanasia #quality of death #podcast #The Bitey End of the Dog #I am slowly trying to ingest more media that will prepare me for this kind of thing #I think it will be an important knowledge base to have #I want to make sure that I do right by my dogs at any stage

[zappedbyzabka]

Kreerence <3 (gnaws on ceiling fan)

#The way Kreese is so possessive and obsesssive about Johnny is so good #The way Kreese would not hesitate to kill someone for him. He’s so fuckin obssessed he nearly killed JOHNNY #We never see him show a soft spot unless it’s with Johnny or women….and don’t even get me started on what that implies #He would literally throw Daniel off a cliff ZERO hesitation if Johnny wanted it. He would be elated actually #Daniel is nothing more than a pest to him. it’d be like squishing a bug in his eyes #but alas Johnny isn’t into killing people. He’s still so soft at heart even after all his training #and ​still seems to LIKE Daniel (a nice guy with a good soul and gentle hands) in some ways. which is so damn annoying to Kreese #And gosh Johnny’s love for him. So wild and confused. wanting his love back and to make him happy. Make him TELL him he’s happy #Kreese was at his absolute lowest after he lost Johnny for his own actions #for hurting whats precious to him. For losing everything important #That’s why he didn’t leave Johnny alone throughout the entirety of CK #Johnny really said ‘fuck off and learn to treat me right’ #Kreese: WaH Baby no I care about you more than anyone come back— #can’t wait to see how this pathetic❤️ behaviour continues in the new season #But what would have happened if Johnny had stayed after the choking? came back the next day to Kreese who was like a bitey dog with its tai #between it’s legs. staring at the marks on Johnny’s neck with disgust. he likes leaving his marks on Johnny #Likes hurting people with no mercy—But god. not Johnny. At least Not this much. How can he possibly make it up? #He does end up making it up. Gets Johnny back by slowly allowing himself to love better #at least with Johnny. Now they cuddle on the couch together and buy each other holiday gifts #Gosh I could talk about them so much #john kreese #kreerence #tw possessive behavior #tw unhealthy relationship #Turned healthy

[felis-cervus]

holy shit my dad is going to get my kitten killed

#so #I just got a kitten a few days ago #her name is pepita and she is an angel #but he keeps taking our VERY LARGE DOG (German Shorthair Pointer) into my room (where she stays w/ the door shut) to meet her #or taking pepita to the living room to try and introduce them #...and at first it was a bit funny because he was so scared of her and the size difference was kinda cute #but now he's getting 'more comfortable' with her and at the end of today's little 'session' he started to get nippy and bitey #and considering this little bastard is a hunting dog #i am scared as hell that my dad or brother is going to try and have a 'play date' between my baby kitten (who's less than 12 weeks old) #and this big ass dog that's literally trained to hunt small animals and could hurt her so easily by accident #...i'm scared #if i come home from work and my baby is dead i'm going to lose my shit

[frogchiro]

I keep thinking about cat girl reader being affectionately bitey!!And pawing or making biscuits on the Dogboys thighs or stomach and just overall being super cuddly!!

She is all about the a bit more rough affection!! She loves biting and headbutting as a sign of her love, her sharp claws digging into the soft flesh of her dogboy companions or even into the thick skin of the huge bull hybrid, Price, but to him it's more like a relaxing massage while the boys like Soap and Gaz often whine a little bc of the prickly feeling but they endure it all because they love you so much! They want their kitty happy!

Also biting dog hybrid!Simon on his shoulder, biceps; even his back, tummy and his thighs aren't safe from your insistent affection! He may growl and snap his maw when you fig in too deep but ends up snuffing and licking your ear to say that it's okay and you may continue ♡

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #hybrid au #hybrids au #cod x reader #cod mw x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #john mactavish x reader #captain john price x reader #john price x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x reader

[f4nrir]

Request: [Mig + Tall!M!Reader], comfort or smut its your pick

Miguel suffers from uncomfortable side-effects of the DNA alterations (think werewolf where its a full moon-y occurance) that makes him more feral and bitey, Reader comforts him.

relieve me

— pairing; miguel o’hara x male reader

cw: sub!miguel, dom!reader, comfort / soft in the beginning, hand job (reader giving), praise, lil bit of degradation.

word count: 1.1k

miguel seemed more agitated than usual as he bounced his leg up and down in anticipation, unable to keep still in his position. you reached for his head, wanting to brush a few strands of hair off his face but he grabbed your hand before you could do so. his talons dug into your skin causing you to yank your hand away, hissing in pain as you glanced down at your palm. they didn’t pierce your skin but it hurt enough and miguel noticed it, turning his head away in shame.

“what’s this about?” you questioned as you approached him once again, careful with your movements so you didn’t set him off. miguel let out a small huff, still unable to sit still until you put a hand on his shoulder. it seemed to ground him as he began to loosen up, noticing how his body softened at your touch.

he turned to look up at you with sad eyes, slightly intimidated by how you towered over him. you noticed his deep crimson hues as he spoke, “the serum– it’s not working that well right now, it’s suffocating to deal with the alterations,” he murmured, a slight whine becoming apparent in his voice towards the end. you swiftly moved your other hand to run your fingers through his hair, pulling his head toward your body and he obliged by burying his face into your abdomen. soon after, you gently rubbed his back and he hummed in pleasure.

you urged him up from his seat, causing him to groan. “c’mon baby, let me help you” he perked up at your words and stood up from his seat then followed you into your shared bedroom. you sat on the bed and patted the space between your legs as you leaned against your bed frame, finding a comfortable position to stay in. miguel tilted his head before scurrying to find his spot, his back facing you as he laid down between your legs. you massaged his scalp and trailed your hands to his broad shoulders, squeezing at his muscles. a small grunt escaped his mouth as you continued, now focusing on his arms. he leaned into your body and looked up at you, a small pout forming on his face. you chuckled and placed a soft kiss on his forehead, then scattered it all throughout his face.

“you feeling better?” you asked as you held his face in between your hands, your thumbs gently caressing his cheeks. he closed his eyes and leaned into your touch, “much better. thank you.. but” he shifted a bit, not paying too much attention to his movements. he gently grabbed your hand and placed it on his crotch, grinding against your palm as he kept your hand in place. “i think this is much better, no?

you let out a sigh as you slowly palmed him through his pants, giving in to his desire. miguel’s breath hitched at the touch and bit down on his lip to prevent himself from moaning. your other hand made its way up his shoulder and then to his neck, wrapping your hand thoroughly around it. miguel whined at your touch as he bucked his hips into your hand, desperately searching for friction to use.

your fingers squeezed in the area right below his jaw and you leaned your face down, only an inch away from his ear. you closed up the space and nipped at the curve of his ear, your hot breath fanning against him which caused a shiver to go down his spine. deciding he couldn’t take it anymore, he put your hand in his pants and forcibly touched himself to feel some sort of relief. you slightly struggled to get your hand out of his grip but once you were able to, you roughly grabbed his face.

“look at you, acting like a pathetic dog in heat” you paused, before tightening your grip further, “how about you be a good boy and listen to me, yeah?” he whimpered at your assertiveness, finding it attractive with how easily you were able to gain control of him. you pressed pressure on the tips of your fingers, reminding him to answer you. he quickly nodded his head, fully surrendering himself.

you chuckled as you pressed your lips to his forehead, before trailing your hand down to his neglected cock. he whined into your touch, lifting his hips just enough to get more friction. “please, please more sir” he begged whilst muttering it under his breath, giving into his wants and pulled his pants down just enough for his cock to be let loose. miguel looked down at your hands, memorizing each movement as you worked on him and soft moans would leave his lips as you progressed.

“mi querido.. look at how pretty you look while i’m touching you, hm?” you coo in his ear, placing a soft kiss to his temple as you stroked his cock and teased his slit with your fingers. miguel moaned at the contact and attempted to move his hips away, but was stopped when you easily trapped him in between your legs. “you’re doing good baby, i know you want this. you want some relief, don’t you?”

miguel couldn’t speak, as moans spewed from his lips and whispers of your name left his tongue. you couldn’t help yourself either at the sight of him like this and began grinding on him, taking whatever friction was there to be offered. he leaned into your body to give you some relief, causing a slight groan to escape from your mouth. “sir, please… i’m so close please let me cum.. please!” he pleaded as he looked up at you, searching for approval.

“how could i say no to you? come on guapo, show me how good you feel,” miguel began to buck his hips up into the air with your words of encouragement, his desperation only growing further.

“please..” he muttered under his breath as he began to shake underneath you, fastening your pace on his cock while your other hand soothed his shoulders. “c’mon baby, come for me” and just with those words, miguel threw his head back into your chest as he coated your hand and his stomach with his cum. a guttural mewl mixed with his desperate moans emitted from him as he came and his chest heaved, attempting to catch his breath.

“you did so well.. good job love,” you placed a kiss on his forehead once again before placing another on his lips, his sharp fangs lightly grazing your lip. he pulled you in for a deeper and more passionate kiss, causing you to moan into his mouth. “more,” he whispered as he began to move against you, purposefully grinding on your bulge. you grip at his waist, holding him in place as he continued.

“can’t get enough of me, can you?”

tag: @anglhrts

#— zeppelin’s files 📁 #miguel o'hara x male reader #male reader #miguel o'hara x reader #top male reader #dom male reader #miguel o'hara x you #spiderman 2099 #x you #x reader #sub character #mlm smut #spiderman 2099 x you

[queersolarfandompage]

Hilson Masterlist:

A bunch of fics I’ve read in the last month, month and a half. All works are completed and over 9,000 words per fic.

My Love’s an Arbutus - Rated G

House gets a soulmate, WIlson gets Hanahaki. It ends suprisingly well for both of them.

Handle with Care - Rated G

This is the story of how James Wilson ended up on his best friends doorstep with a baby in a carseat he’d stolen from the maternity ward, and the chaos that followed.

A Thousand Teeth (And Yours Amoung Them) - Rated T

Sometimes, when House gets too overwhelmed by his emotions, he gets a little bitey. This is five times House bites Wilson, and one time Wilson finally bites him back.

Systemic - Rated T

Ever since Wilson moved in, House has presented with some inexplicable symptoms. Fortunately, he has a team of talented doctors to aid him with his diagnosis.

Touch Therapy - Rated T

It’s not that House needs the human contact. It’s just that when you’re sharing an apartment, these things happen sometimes.

I Never Sleep With Married Men - Rated T

House and Wilson are married. It’s not what you think.

Double or Nothing - Rated T

House kisses Wilson’s cheek as part of an ‘act’, it feels too natural to him, so, of course, he has to turn it all into a game, Wilson catches up pretty quickly. The duckings try to not get scarred for life.

The Line of Thought - Rated T

Cameron, Foreman, and Chase keep on trying to get into the little details of House’s love life. House doesn’t like that one bit.

In the Eye of the Storm - Rated T

House does not want Wilson to invite his subordinates over for dinner, and he definitely doesn’t want them to be stuck there due to an unexpected snowstorm. But could the two of them find what they need?

Drew Stars Around my Scars - Rated T

James Wilson loves Gregory House in secret, but perhaps he is closer to knowing than he realizes.

Oreos, a Cane, and a Hell of a Lot of Diapers - Rated T

Hilson AU in which House and Wilson are waiting for the birth of their two babies. Watch them survive their first few weeks of parenthood along with the struggles it takes to be a parent.

Impossible - Rated T

“Wilson, hey-“

“…This is James Wilson. I can’t get to the phone right now, but if you leave a message, I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.”

Oh.

There was a long, sustained tone, and House cleared his throat.

“Wilson. I’m sorry for what I said to you in January. It was over the line, and I shouldn’t have gone there in the first place. I know you don’t want to talk to me, and… I’ll respect that. I just wanted you to know that I’m…”

He looked down at the flowers.

“I’m sorry.”

House and Wilson both have Hanahaki Disease, and would rather die than give up their feelings.

No Need to Worry (Making Up Your Mind) - Rated T

House makes the mistake of telling his mother he can’t join her for Christmas because of his new boyfriend. Somehow, this becomes Wilson’s problem.

Something to Prove Series - Rated T

Something to Prove

When House suddenly want to initiate a relationship with Wilson, Wilson is overjoyed. The feelings he’d held for years are finally mutual. Or are they?

Marathons

House and Wilson decide to let the other people in their lives in on the fact that they’re dating. But no, they can’t just sit them down and tell them. Of course not. That would be too boring.

After School - Rated T

Gregory House is incredibly bored with his life when James Wilson is hired to teach Anatomy & Physiology alongside him at Princeton Plainsboro High School. Though he wants to maintain that same monotony he’s grown comfortable with, House quickly finds out that one school year can change a lot.

Life’s Harsh and Sweet Lessons - Rated T

House and Wilson find out that a simple act of kindness can turn into something so much more for all involved. (I love this fic so much. They’re just gay dog dads.)

Losing Balance - Rated T

There’s a new case for House, in which Wilson gets stuck by chance. The relationship between the patiend and his best friend brings up new issues House and Wilson have to deal with. While the first simply chooses to ignore them, the second is forced to face the changes in their friendship and the influence that the people around them have on it.

Gaseous Nebula - Rated T

After a hard day at work, House and Wilson intend to spend their evening watching the Princeton Philharmonic Orchestra. Instead, the building collapses, leaving on of them trapped in peril and the other desperate for answeres. The chaos drives them to revelations about themselves and each other, but it may be too late.

Ship of Fools - Rated M

The Captain’s a tyrant and possibly a madman, but when the crew rebels it’s Wilson who gets caught in the crossfire.

Bait and Switch - Rated M

Wilson tricks House into participating in a bachelor auction to benefit the hospital.

Fool’s Gold - Rated M

Don’t threaten what isn’t yours. (Dragon AU)

Old Machines - Rated M

Wilson said, “So we’re just two friends who want to have sex with each other, who aren’t going to do anything about it.”

Spoken with the increduility of a beautiful person with low impulse control. House shrugged.

“We’ve been that for years. Why mess with success?”

Wilson was looking at his mouth. He sounded strained. “I don’t think what we’re doing qualifies as success.”

Not as Easy as it Looks on TV - Rated M

House and Wilson share an intimate moment. the likes of which Wilson had never seen before in their three year relationship. It drives Wilson to realize he wants to marry House, but of course it’s never that easy, is it?

That’s How Strong My Love Is - Rated M

For once, Wilson doesn’t fall into a relationship, much to House’s irritataion.

Fresh Feeling - Rated M

House is tricked into going on a team-building trip with his colleagues. He does far more bonding with Wilson than anyone else.

Love Is The Drug - Rated M

What happens when two best friends love each other to the point of hating each other? They try to date and sulk about it.

The More It Took Away - Rated E

House has been hiding this little secret of his for years. Too bad it’s coming back to bite him on the ass.

The Escalated Butt Dial - Rated E

He thinks it must be an accident. Because all he hears is shuffling and soft… clapping? He’s about to hang up and laugh because House butt-dialed him while drunk when he hears it.

A very, very obviously sexual grunt. A moan, if more specific. Whatever. Not whatever. He can’t really breath right now, or think; call back laterr.

He wants to hang up. This is an invasion of privacy. This isn’t okay. House butt-dialed him while masurbating, for fuck’s sake. And it’s not like he wants to listen. Right? So. Just hang up.

The One-Eyed King Takes All - Rated E

The classic crew plays strip poker.

You’re the Only One That Never Gets Old Series - Rated E

You’re the Only One That Never Gets Old

An accidental kiss… and a few taht are not so accidental.

Let’s Take A Breath (Before We Go, Go, Go)

House kisses Wilson to piss off an homophobic patient. It might ahve been his best idea yet.

Keep Me Where the Light Is - Rated E

House has his Earth shattering, (good) knee weakening, life changing revelation about Wilson at such an inopporune time, that he’s tempted to laugh. He would have, if he hadn’t been hands deep in his patient’s organs.

Absinthe - Rated E

Wilson wants a new apartment, House is up to no good, and strange metaphors abound.

Experimental Procedures - Rated E

An offhand comment leads Wilson to test out some unusual methods of pain relief for House. (They’re extremely effective.)

Familiarity (Breeds Contempt) - Rated E

House and Wilson stumble into a relationship, but they run into problems before long.

Around We Go Once More - Rated E

Stuck in a small university town out of the country with Wilson, House is up to day 104, of a ‘grounghog day’ style constatly recurring day scenario. Seeing as the day will repeat, he figures it would be safe to try and seduce Wilson; the one he’s always been attracted to, but never acted on it, for fear it would ‘ruin the friendship.’ This is not as easy as he planned, particularly as Wilson refuses to take him seriously.

Stay With Me - Rated E

House has always depended on Wilson’s friendship, but now he finds himself depending on him for his very life - and Wilson realizes that both mean more to him than he ever realized.

I’ll See You In Court - Rated E

Every year, the council chooses ten alphas to participate in the breeding run — this year Wilson has been chosen. He’ll be forced to bond with whichever omega he knocks up whilst he’s in heat. When House hears, he’s forced to take action. There’s only one way to get pulled from the yearly run, and taht’s to file an intent to bond. And in order to file an intent to bond, you need an omega willing to go through with it.

There’s only a week until Wilson’s heat, but luckily, House knows just the omega for the job.

Things That Go Bump - Rated E

Wilson has nightmares. House gets a headache. Everyone tries to diagnose just what’s going on between them.

If He Spends That Dough (Imma Throw Him a Bone) - Rated E

James Wilson loves to feel needed, so who is hOuse to refuse him?

Money, sex, and love is all you need. In that order.

Howler Tone - Rated E

The calls always happen late at night, and they’re extremely sporadic, with weeks, sometimes months bridging between them. They talk on the phone otherwise, of course; about patients, or dinner plans, or carpooling. Typical stuff. But the calls that always end a certain way always start a certain way.

House develops a new vice. Wilson, as always, enables him.

He Won’t Tell You That He Loves You - Rated E

In which Nolan pulls at the Wilson thread, and House can’t stop it all from unraveling. Repression is a hell of a drug.

A Valuable Friend - Rated E

Wilson has been recieving mysterious late night phone calls. He’s rather House kept his nose out of it - but we all know how well that goes.

Baby Mikey - Rated E

House gets a visitor that will change his life, while Wilson struggles to figure out exactly who he is and where he fits into House’s new life.

Buy Some Time, It’s On My Dime - Rated E

The one where House is a phone sex operator.

You’re So Fuckin’ Special (Run) - Rated E

It was full of pictures.

And all of them are of Wilson.

In Every Lie, In Every Truth That You’d Deny - Rated E

Wilson just needs someone to take care of while he recovers from yet another divorce. That’s all this is.

Ath least, that’s what House thinks.

A Patient’s Guide to Living with ICS - Rated E

House and Wilson share a hotel room at a medical conference.

Hooked (On Feeling Low) - Rated E

There are things even House cannot control.

Can Wilson continue picking up the pieces?

A Modest Proposal - Rated E

Tritter’s case agianst House still depends on subpoenaeded testimony from Wilson. To save House from losing everything, the doctors of PPTH decide on an unusal solution, which in turn leads to unexpected consequences. This is a story about the sacrifices we make that turn out not to be such great sacrifices after all.

Silk, Lace, and Satin Bows - Rated E

“What’re those,” House lilted, taking a firmer hold on the blanket and tugging, even as Wilson cluched the blanket to his chest, his eyse impossibly wide as he shook his head.

“It’s nothing,” Wilson gritted out, cheeks flushing hotly. “I just… I borrowed some underwear from Sam. It’s nothing. Just get out, House,” the younger man hissed, clutching the blanket more firmly to his chest.

The Marrying Kind - Rated E

The one where House is a wedding planner and Wilson keeps on getting married.

TGIF - Rated E

House is stuck living the same Friday over and over and over and over again. A Groundhog Day AU with a medical mystery, the pursuit of true love, and egregious references to Bill Murray and Andie MacDowell.

Correlation Does Not Equal Causation - Rated E

“This… this hasn’t happened before.”

“Most people say that in the opposite situation.”

Alternatively titled: Wilson Doesn’t Actually Have Whiskey Dick

Don’t mind me just adding another fic here.

Grin and Bear It - Rated E

In a world where soulmates can feel each other’s pain, Wilson had always grown up wondering if he really had a soulmate. Sure, he could feel the occasional twinge like that of a bruise or cut without actually seeing one, but he had always chalked those up to random aches and pains that everybody got.

Wilson would keep this mindset until both he and House begin feeling agonizing leg pain, and a realization dawning from it causes Wilson’s entire life and well-being to change forever.

I’m always looking for new Fics so if there’s a fic you think is missing from this list, let me know and I’ll check it out!

#house md #hilson #james wilson #malpractice md #medical malpractice #greg house #gregory house #hate crimes md #house #fanfic #masterlist

[aroaceleovaldez]

I need to see more demigods who bite. Like jason totally feels the need to bite stuff, and leo half-jokingly suggests getting him a chew toy (like a dog). Nico absolutely bites to show affection, (maybe not willy nilly like jason but still) like just randomly biting people he's close with shoulders or hands because he just loves them so much (jason both bite to express affection and stim)

Anyways petition to normalize neurodivergent people who bite as a form of expressing affection or stimming.

oh absolutely. I actually have a tier list of "which of the Argo II crew & co are most likely to bite:"

Jason gnaws on people to show affection. He is extremely "Everything I love belongs in my mouth and everything I hate belongs between my teeth." He mostly stopped doing it for awhile cause of the whole "being trained to be the Perfect Praetor™" and having to mask a lot more, but he picked it up again a bit when he and Reyna became friends cause she didn't care and then more with the Argo II crew. He definitely hoards chewlery. He also definitely bit Krios real bad when they were fighting, if not outright killed him with his teeth.

Nico is a younger sibling. He has no qualms against biting in fights, any fight, but he does associate biting with fights. Jason tries to friendly-bite him one time and Nico just takes it as declaration of war and they end up tussling for like five minutes. After he gets used to Jason though he picks it up a bit too, mostly just chewing on people's hands. Also I 100% hc that when he was in Tartarus he just went full teeth-and-claws mode to survive. Honestly he bites more in regular combat and even training than Jason does, mostly just cause he's not above fighting dirty. If it works, it works. Also I hc he has sharp canines and is small so he might as well.

Frank's third but only on technicality cause shapeshifting. When he's human he's pretty much equal level to everybody else which is "only bites as a last resort."

Everybody else is pretty on-par with each other but Percy is probably just sliiightly more likely to bite not for any particular reason, he just considers it a valid fight tactic in a pinch (unlike Nico, who just considers it a general fight tactic). Also he got the oral stim adhd vibes. He has a lot of chewlery. They're all sea-themed, of course. Thalia is also pretty equal to Percy in terms of "biting as a valid fighting tactic."

Annabeth is also like. She's less likely to bite than Percy but more likely to than the rest of the crew. It's just a valid battle tactic under certain scenarios to her (and that includes training). She does consider it a low-blow though. She's also definitely got the oral stim adhd too. Lots of chewlery, rip her pencils and pens, etc etc. Her and Percy probably have a shared chewlery collection.

Piper is not the bitey type but she does have little to no formal combat training so yknow, wet cat technique. I do also totally believe she'd also have a chewing stim though. Like yknow how I draw her with the little braid sidebangs? Yeah she definitely chews on those and that's part of why she wears her hair like that. The other reason is that braiding it is one of her other stims.

#pjo #riordanverse #jason grace #nico di angelo #percy jackson #annabeth chase #piper mclean #headcanon #headcanons #adhd #Anonymous #ask #yippee stimming hcs #not gonna tag Frank or Thalia cause they're only passingly mentioned #im just very amused by the potential of Jason ''bites affectionately'' Grace vs Nico ''younger sibling'' di Angelo #Jason: [friendly bite] :) || Nico: SO YOU HAVE CHOSEN DEATH. OUR BATTLE WILL BE LEGENDARY. || Jason: *MISTAKE MISTAKE MISTAKE-* #the difference between Jason and Nico is that if Jason intends to bite in combat he *means it.* he is taking a chunk out of his opponent. #he also does it rarely but would prefer to do it more. he's willing to bite in combat he just doesn't cause he was trained otherwise #Nico meanwhile bites as casual violence but may also take a chunk out of opponents if opportunity presents itself #cause Nico was trained to fight scrappy when not relying on skeletons #Jason also bites affectionately but Nico doesn't he's just stimming. Percy is also just stimming #long post // #i have actually thought about this genre of hc a lot before #i have opinions about the argo II crew's biting habits

[extrajigs]

Wanted to expand on some domesticated animals of Mirum. These are basically cat-dog birds, ranging in size from cat to medium sized dog. Still need a name for group over all, suggestions appreciated! In depth info below the cut! 

1. The OG This is the wild ancestral form, basically the wolf to the dog. They are from the grass/shrub lands of Mirum and spend most of the year scrounging around for food until the end of the wet season. Once the floods are over they pop out babies like nobodies business while feeding on the debris left by the flooding. By the time fire season rolls around their numbers are pretty scarce. They travel in little groups with multiple hens and one big buff man! But this man does not necessarily need to be a male, or a bird even! They were the first species domesticated by the chimera and the only one to leave Mirum with them.  The ‘Natural’ Breeds These are just the morphs bred into these fellas without any magical manipulation involved, so they still look relatively close to their wild ancestors.  2. The Cupid  These are purely pets, originally kept just for eggs they lost that purpose as more efficient birds came around for that. Now they just make docile lil lapbirds. Though inattentive owners will find old eggs hidden throughout the house if they’re not careful. Most of the time though they tend to stay by their owners ankles.  3. The Ruff Fluffy lil guys who make for great pest control, they’re a very sporty breed despite everything and need a lot of energy to stop them from destroying their surroundings out of boredom. Will do well with another ruff or dog of similar size, though they can be a bit of a bully in the care of a lax owner. 4. The Gallop Literally just made for running, can keep up with a chimera at full sprint and at a normal long distance run. For those with a more active lifestyle. Though they will just as happily laze around all day, just happy to be included honestly. These are also the best swimmers of the natural breeds with their extra oily coat.  5. The Dome This is a purely ornamental bird, stocky and colorful they are the most relaxed of all the birds. Most prefer chimeric company to that of other birds and have a habit of separation anxiety when not with their owner. In line with that, these are the most accepting of chimeric ‘talk’ with most quickly getting accustomed to projected commands. Though please don’t overwhelm your bird, casting the full range of sentient experience unto lesser beings CAN and WILL cause them existential distress! Not to mention your personality may displace your pet’s. 6. The Fluff  The original pillow stuffing. These guys feathers are softer than any other. Keeping a mostly downy ‘undercoat’ for their whole life. That being said these guys can get absolutely RANCID if not kept clean and tidy. Only for the most advanced and attentive of owners unless you want an unholy dingleberry beast skulking around. They also are VERY bitey.  7. Crested These are historically for eating, but have grown to be a very pish posh fancy breed. Most are pure white, thanks to inbreeding, and albeit are not the sharpest tools in the shed. But if you are looking for a bird who may just ignore your commands but love you eternal, this is your bird! 

That’s them so far, will make the magical monstrosities later. Also wanted to try a different lineart style. Thin is nice but I miss my chunky brush. Glad to have tried it though! 

#mirum #chimera #chimera adjacent really #fantasy #birds #need name aaaah i cant think of a good one for these still tho HM #speculative biology #spec bio #Speculative Evolution #spec evo #art #no true north

[jazzyblusnowflake]

ship questions, huh Who's the most bitey among the Violent Biting Biscuits? Who's the most romantic? Who's guilty of the most cheesy lines? Who's the most guilty of jumping the other two for activities?

jesus uhhhhh lessee-

Bitey? V and Uzi are fighting for that position lmao- they like being a little rough with eachother- but in the end probably mostly Uzi- V likes to bare fangs for show, Uzi ACTUALLY bites- especially people she likes :p

Romantic has to be N i think, obv XD Uzi hates doing anything related to it- V is probably the most knowledgable on it from her time on earth and knowledge on human imitations, but as her current personality is, she would rather die than to be mushy- and N is.... N is a gentleman and tries his best, but often comes as a nervous wreck and too shy- but in the end, N wins this round cuz when he puts aside his nervousness for the sake of his partners, he knows how to ease them and make them feel good in a romantic sense, he just needs a lil bit of a confidence boost :p

the cheesiest lines would probably be N again- but only on rare occasions- again, V and Uzi are too self conscious to actually try to be cheesy or romantic too much- but N sometimes still makes attempts- in which Uzi and V cringe a bit but ultimately cant resist lmao. sometimes Uzi might join in but have regrets later pfft-

and jump the others? that award goes to our pint sized little toaster- Uzi being as touch starved and affection starved as she is, after getting close to the two murder machines that give her scary dog privileges and are built as superior fine ass machineries- literally could not after a while- keep her hands off them. shes shy in words but in actions, shes easy to please, anything V and N could do to her she would melt- and she craves it. not saying shes horny all the time though, im just saying she takes the first place on this bar by comparison lmao-

#snowballflo #snow rambles #murder drones #nuzi #vuzi #envy #murder drones envy #n x v #biscuitbites #violetviolence #violentbitingbiscuits

[blueboyluca]

There’s been fascinating discussions about resource guarding on the recent episodes of The Bitey End of the Dog. In the Jean Donaldson episode, she had a really interesting perspective about resource guarding in pet dogs today as a "useless” behaviour.

I want to be really clear that I would bet my house that the underlying driver of it is the inheritance of very important software that animals who don’t have ubiquitous resources – so if you think about giraffes or zebras, there’s not a lot of guarding of grass or guarding of browse. However there might be fights among males for females because that is a scarce resource. In a carnivore or an omnivorous species such as wolves – from which dogs are arguably derived – you kill something and it’s very very unlikely you’re going to have ubiquitous moose and deer and rabbits and what you need to eat, so it behooves you, if you have a corner of carcass or piece of food, that you guard it from your conspecifics, especially if you are a social species. So dogs have inherited this and amazingly it has been conserved so well considering we have not been for two hundred generations selectively breeding to retain it. If anything we claim to not like it and yet it persists in a good many dogs, which to me that is fantastically interesting.

And because, as I said before, it’s no longer under selection pressure to be efficient, to be aimed strictly at food in a situation where there is scarcity – dogs first of all don’t have scarcity, most pet dogs are fed to the point of obesity or near obesity. They expect their meal once or twice a day. And they also are not selectively bred to do so. So what’s happened is it’s drifted so now dogs will guard useless, from the evolutionary perspective, useless things such as tennis balls, such as a stick, etcetera, which no wolf – that would be weeded out, it would be purged from a wild population because behaviour is expensive and aggression is very expensive behaviour. It’s not only calorically demanding, it also risks injury to one’s self so it’s not something that you just want to do willy-nilly and yet we have domestic dogs who are doing it.

And then Sindhoor Pangal in her episode had some really interesting comments about the bigger picture in regard to resource guarding amongst street dogs.

Do not forget that a dog evolved in an ecological niche that included human beings which means that we are a big part of their resources. We determine their survival. They have come to learn how to use us as a resource, not only asking for food – and that’s another thing, a lot of people think that dogs are primarily predators, that’s not what we see with free-living dogs. They are primarily beggars and the next form of food is scavenging. So the first form of food is convincing you to give them the fabulous cheese, right? So communicating with us, getting resources from us or medical intervention from us, resolving conflict – I’ve had dogs that used me, when they realised that I’m a friendly person, to use me to help resolve conflicts with other dogs. That’s just fascinating. So when we talk about resources I think we have to factor in the human resources as well and see that it does play a huge impact towards how they behave towards conspecifics and us.

We owe a lot to Darwin but I think one of the things I think that we probably have been suffering from is the idea of “survival of the fittest”. The notion of it, the way we’ve pictured it with this idea of fight to the top, fight for survival, life does not work like that. Especially if you look at a street dog you realise that when there is conflict over resource, fighting for it, regardless of whether you win the fight or lose the fight, you are worse off for it because you are likely to have sustained an injury and if a street dog sustains an injury it can get infested, maggots, and the dog can die. And so even if you don’t get the food, often the more sensible thing to do, the survival of the fittest – the fittest is the one that not fights the most ferociously, the fittest is the one that knows when to walk away and pick another day and knows when posturing will work. And a big part of posturing is conversational, a big part of posturing is knowing who that posturing works with. You roll up your sleeves and you say, “I’m ready for a fight” and you see the other person stand up and is bigger than you and you say, “Oh all right, maybe not” and you definitely see that in street dogs, you definitely see it in all social beings. That’s just the most sensible thing to do, it’s just more adaptive to do it that way.

When the lockdown happened, that was an interesting one. So when you have animals that have evolved in an ecological niche with human beings, something like a country-wide lockdown where all the human beings disappear, all the establishments close, all the butchers and the restaurants close, now you have significantly changed the environment and you have dropped the resources significantly. So we did actually see a sudden spike in dogs moving all over the place, leaving their territories, getting into new territories, so there were fights based on that and they had to kind of look for new sources. There was a lot of stress and tension so we did see that. I was talking to some of the feeders, many of them who started stepping out and feeding the dogs, I was following up with them. I was just doing a very small bit outside my house but I wanted to talk to people who were feeding in large numbers because their dogs had now scattered. And they said that after the first week or so, they quickly learnt about their new reality, they learnt about their new neighbours, they learnt that there was no need to fight, they learned to share limited resources that had dropped in quality and quantity. Because the first few weeks and months of the lockdown, we ourselves were struggling for provisions and food so people really didn’t have much to feed, there was no meat at the butchers so we were trying to make do with eggs and bread and whatever we could and things that streeties don’t particularly want to eat, but they said OK, they started eating it, there was less food that they learned to share and new social dynamics they had to negotiate to say, right so we’ve got to figure this out. We’ve got to learn to share. What makes them do that? What makes them go from fighting first week and then the second week realising, right, this is not making sense, let’s try to talk this out? Don’t you sometimes wish we’d do that a little bit more, human beings?

I so love listening to these clever people talk about these broader cultural, ecological and evolutionary concepts around dogs and humans.

#The Bitey End of the Dog #Michael Shikashio #Jean Donaldson #Sindhoor Pangal #dog behaviour

[ohbo-ohno]

more ghoap x reader petplay plz ?? my puppygirl heart is singing fr omg

yeah duh im never not thinking about this!!

super nsfw below the cut

sometimes simon makes you fuck in johnny's cage. it's not really big enough for it, but he loves to watch johnny's shoulders push against the bars of the cage, his hips bouncing off of it as he tries to get enough room to fuck you properly. you end up forced to the floor of it, maybe pushed right up to the bars and just staring out at the bedroom as you lose your fucking mind

forces you to kneel at the cage door, fucks you while you're locked inside. swings the door shut when he's done, leaves you alone for the rest of the night. throws a blanket over the crate so it's nice and dark for you to sleep :(

simon lays with you in his lap, your back to his chest, and holds johnny by a leash while he fucks you. pulls the leash when he wants johnny to thrust more, shoves him back by the chest when he needs to stop. sometimes he yanks real hard, pulls johnny off-balance and gives him a sloppy kiss for reward

when johnny gets too bitey with you simon muzzles him. a wire muzzle, one that lets him talk, but has a little cage in the shape of a snout covering his mouth. means he can't even put his lips to you, just moans and groans and slobbers desperately :/ begs the whole time for just one more bits, one more kiss

simon keeps you kneeling by his feet sometimes. runs a hand through your hair if he feels like it, but mostly just appreciates the warmth of your head on his knee

when you or johnny have been mad you get chained to a wall in the living room, left to sit on top of a dog bed. the chain is only long enough for you to kneel up, not long enough for you to stand or get off the bed :/ he leaves you muzzled, makes you sit there all day and watch how real people live

forces johnny to sleep at the foot of the bed when he's too horny. can't even handle cuddling up next to a pretty girl without wanting to fuck her :/ horny puppy. ties him down there when he keeps trying to sneak back up

#asks and answers #ghoap x reader #bo writes

[majoliish]

Bitey reader!!

Bringing my writing on this blog into existence with a little series carried over from my main.

Basically, it’s the characters reacting to being bitten by a reader who bites/chews/gnaws/whatever as a sign of affection (can be read as platonic or romantic). 

Gender neutral reader (referred to as ‘you’) x the main cast (separately)

Lucifer - He does not take being bitten very well. His immediate response is to bop you on the head and scold you as if you’re a misbehaving dog. He’s had his fair share of his brothers attempting to bite or prod at him in some way or other and learned long ago that it’s better to put a firm stop to it right away and not let up. Though, if you happen to be close with him, he’ll eventually catch on to your reasoning, and he may just turn a blind eye to you chewing on his clothing or accessories when the two of you are alone.

Mammon - Puts up a huge fuss at first, grumbling and groaning and yelping dramatically, even if you didn’t bite him that hard. He’ll cradle whatever part of him you decided to nip at and give you the most pathetic, betrayed look that he can manage. He’ll pout and pull away whenever you approach him after that, putting up this whole charade as if he hated it, but really he’ll stand close to you and pretend not to notice as you approach, it’s like he’s trying to bait you into biting him once again. 

Leviathan - Is initially super confused and embarrassed. Loudly announces to anyone and everyone around you both that he’s currently being bitten and isn’t sure what to do or how to react. But for some reason, he won’t just directly pull away. He kind of lightly scolds you, as if to keep up appearances, but you may find that he keeps glancing shyly over at you every now and then after you stop, or placing himself subtly between you and anyone else you may be prone to chewing on.

Satan - Not at all impressed (at first, anyways). He draws back sharply and scolds you harshly, asking a slew of questions as to why you would ever even consider doing such a thing, what you’re hoping to gain from it, why you’re attacking him, of all demons. He acts kind of aloof and snooty about it, making a careful point to move away from you if he’s worried you might start biting him once again. Though, if he manages to get to the bottom of the mystery and figure out you’re doing it out of affection, he may just allow you to have a little nibble.

Asmodeus - He absolutely takes it as some kind of flirting and plays right along, purring at you all coyly, batting his eyelashes and twirling his hair. Though if you bite down too hard, or for too long, he immediately begins to scold you for ‘daring to mar his gorgeous skin with unsightly bite marks’. However, he has no qualms about biting you back if the opportunity arises, sinking his teeth in and marking you up.

Beelzebub - No real tangible reaction overall. His brain just kind of goes ‘ah yes, this is what we’re doing now.’ and he’ll bite you back with little to no hesitation. This is well within his purview and it actually kind of delights him that you’re speaking his language. Not many of his brothers are really open to his more nontraditional displays of affection so he’s pretty excited that he has someone who shares some of his quirks. Be careful though, if he’s snacky, he may end up biting you back quite a bit harder than intended. 

Belphegor - He just sort of … accepts it. Having Beelzebub as a brother means he’s been used as what is essentially a living chew toy for long enough to be entirely desensitised to it. He’ll have an initial moment of confusion when he realises it’s you and not Beel who is biting him, but he just lets out a defeated sort of sigh and ruffles your hair while just letting you do what you like (so long as you don’t bite too hard). 

Diavolo - Finds it super amusing, chalks it up to some strange human tradition and laughs it off. He thinks it’s really cute and endearing, and though he may find it a little odd, it’s not entirely unheard of for lower-ranked demons to communicate through biting and scratching, so why wouldn’t humans? He may tentatively ask if it’s polite in human culture for the party receiving the bite to bite back, because the behaviours of other species are something he takes a keen interest in.

Barbatos - A little bit confused at first, and will take some time to try and puzzle out the reasons behind why you may be doing such a thing. His initial conclusion is that you must be hungry, and suddenly he’s offering you food. He’s learned enough over the years to know that perhaps this isn’t quite a common behaviour exhibited by humans, but he’s too polite to actively discourage it.

Luke - Gets super offended at first, flinches away and gives you the biggest watery-eyed betrayed look. He’ll inform you (quite loudly) that that hurt and he doesn’t appreciate being bitten even one bit! Though he has his own share of non-traditional ways of showing his affection, he struggles to understand when others do too. He’ll cross his arms and kind of hunch in on himself when you approach if your attempts to bite him become a recurring interaction between you both.

Simeon - He’s just… politely confused, for the most part. He may ask a few questions or gently shake you off, but he won’t outright stop you. He finds it kind of amusing, and it’s the kind of quirk he finds a little bit fascinating. He kind of asks around, trying to figure out the answers as to why you’re biting him, so soon it becomes a pretty well known fact that you seem to just like biting others for some unknown reason.

Solomon - It doesn’t really throw him off in any major way - he’s met a lot of different entities, from all walks of life. So long as you’re not some kind of vampire, werewolf, or other creature whose bites might affect him negatively over the long term, he’ll just let you do whatever you like. He catches on to it being affectionate very quickly, and sort of grins smugly to himself about the fact that you seem to like him enough to display it as openly as this.

Please don't repost, steal, copy or otherwise plagiarise my writing! I do not consent for my works to be translated and posted elsewhere, or used to teach bots!

#my writing #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me writing #om! #om! barbatos #om! satan #om! asmodeus #om! diavolo #om! lucifer #om! solomon #om! luke #om! leviathan #om! simeon #om! beelzebub #om! belphegor #barbatos #barbatos x reader #lucifer #lucifer x reader #obey me fluff #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #solomon x reader #simeon x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #luke x reader #mammon x reader

[lemonandlime22]

Angsty Bitey child!Yuu idea

Warning(s): sad, possibly soul crushing, not edited

Word count: 570

A/N: I’m so sorry I haven’t posted anything, me and my family moved across my state and it was just a lot but the move is finally over, but I’ll still be busy cause of organizing and all that stuff for the next couple of days. I wrote this on my phone so the formatting is prob different.

[Bitey child!Yuu Masterlist]

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Yuu had an amazing day, they hung out with all their friends, Cheka even visited and they both played for hours. But now they were all tuckered out and were laying in bed snuggled up to Grim with their arm locked around him like usual. Being some comfy it was easy for little Yuu to slowly drift off to sleep….

Slowly the small child opened their eyes. They were met with the thin line of bright sunlight that peeked through the two buildings on either side of the alleyway’s over hanging roofs a few feet away from them. They sat up rubbing their eyes with a yawn, they looked at their surroundings to take note of the few belongings they owned that were scarred around the concrete ground.

On the other side of one of the cardboard box flabs were 4 old cards that nearly hung on to themselves, a diamond, a club, a spade, and a heart. On top of them was a long dead and wilted rose that looked to be very crudely ripped of a bush.

Safety under a rock laid a cut out picture of a lion and a picture of a hyena that used to be connected to the lion, both clearly very old and weak. With only a leg under the rock was a small plushy of what they believed was a wolf, but it had been to chewed up by one of the stray dogs to be completely sure.

In between the two piles was a third. At the bottom were two ripped up teal pool noodles that used to be one but had been torn in half. On top of pool noodles was a rubber purple octopus that used to be sticky and squishy but was now covered in to much dirt you could barley see the purple.

Next up was a toy gold bracelet that was surprisingly clean considering what it was surrounded by. Wrapped around the bracelet was a small rubber black snake, one that could be found in any gift shop.

Closer to the box, on the opposite side from the cards and rose, was a plastic doll with blonde and purple hair. On top of it was a dirty once white feather, and a long rotten apple that had not once been bite into before it rotted to its core.

Off to the side was a small blue box of matches but it only had two inside of it, one long working and a shorter one that had broke in half and was unusable due to a crumbled tip.

In the corner further from the rest of the piles was a long pice of thorns that were ripped off the rest of the bush. Inside of the thorns were dirty old pair of you vampire teeth, with a small pile of various animals tufts of fur and feathers, and last in the pile was a small plastic toy croc that had missing limbs and was very chewed up.

And lastly right next to the small child in the side ways cardboard box were three scrap sheets of white cloth, and a rag doll with big blue button eyes that resembled a grey cat.

The small child picked up the rag doll and laid back down onto the various scraps of fabric with it comfortably in their arms. They smiled, so very happy to have had another good dream!

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In short this angsty idea is like if all of twst was made up by Bitey as a way too cope with their loneliness, and it’s all just dreams and their imagination.

This was originally going to be the ending of the choose your own adventure but the fluff ending one the poll lol.

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#twst #twisted wonderland #twst yuu #twst mc #twst au #twst angst #twst characters #twst dorms #twst child yuu #twst x gn reader #twst platonic #twst drabble #disney twst #drabble #twst grim #bitey child yuu

[doberbutts]

OK this is a weird one & u don't have to respond but I just wanted to say that like, it's about how you've spoken about owning a gun or PPD before. I'm in the UK and I'm very much a minority but I've never had anything too terrible happen. And then today a man threatened to beat the shit out of me and my dog, and called me slurs, and we were alone in a field while he was in a car. And that was the first time I've ever thought "oh if I had a gun this wouldn't be as scary, I would be a lot.safer". Of course if I had access to a gun so would he, so there's a major downside. But also if my dog were a big dog who could defend me I wouldn't have been anywhere near as worried or scared. I just wanna thank you for how candid you are about Defending Yourself because yeah, I sure am thinking about when I can get a bitey dog - I hoped it wasn't something I needed but it turns out maybe I do.

This is an older ask, one that was buried at the bottom of my inbox and I never really knew how to respond to it.

To begin: I have never owned a gun in my entire life. The closest would be a brightly colored plastic water gun from the dollar store in the early 90s, and even then my parents weren't super comfortable with their kids handling them, so I think they were in use all of two or three times before they went in the attic for storage and never returned. I never had any sort of fake gun besides that, even one that didn't fire anything. I remember playing with a plastic light-up gun (no chamber, you pulled the trigger and the sides and barrel lit up and it made a loud laser pew pew noise) at my cousin's house once and my mom caught me and FREAKED OUT even after I showed her it was fake.

I do, however, know how to fire a gun and know gun safety. I have held and used guns in the past, as a child. My mom's family hunts for sustenance as they are often too poor for the grocery store and ammo can be gotten cheaper, and my Grandfather was adamant that no grandchild of his would go hungry because they didn't know how to shoot game. I startled a friend of mine when I correctly mimicked firing a rifle during a story I was telling, because he exclusively knows me as someone who does not like guns, and he did not expect me to know how to hold one.

I understand gun culture is very different here than in the UK, and that the above paragraphs may come as a bit of a culture shock to you. I don't know the UK self defense laws very well as it's not really my country, but I've heard they are very restrictive on what you can do to protect yourself without getting in trouble for having a weapon in the first place. I would tread lightly when thinking about getting a protective dog to defend you. You might end up with having your dog taken away.

[desceros]

You & GB are RUINING me with your blurple villain Leo au How dare you sirs?! You've turned me absolutely feral a slobbering bitey mess /pos

Unfortunately for you activating my hyperfixation also means activating my obsessive brain spinning... Questions be upon ye!!!

Did Lamb-chan grow up with Donnie? How did she first meet villain!Leo? What did she do/say that flipped Leo from "you're a pretty dumb innocent little lamb huh" to "you're *mine* I am keeping you forever"? How did Donnie react the first time Lamb-chan came home smelling like Leo? Is that what snapped his control, the moment his instincts drove him to finally (thoroughly) demonstrate just how well he can take care of her? How did Leo react the next time he saw Lamb-chan & she smelled like Donnie?

I humbly submit these questions in the hopes that you may see fit to give me any crumbs nay even specks of delicious brain food that can be spared 🙏 pls & ty 🙏🙏

[after i gush for twenty minutes about how this is all their fault for enabling me] oh man i love questions

EDIT THIS GOT SO LONG. OH MY GOD. IM PUTTING IT UNDER A CUT also hi @gbao3 <3 please add your thoughts to this as well

so it aaaaaaall started with this post, with leo being the wolf and donnie being the sheep dog.

as such, you're childhood friends with donnie, since sheep dogs grow up with their sheep. i imagine he's basically always been a little in love with you, but it hasn't always been... ah... healthy? like. when he was young it was that kind of 'when we grow up let's get married bc we're best friends' love. and then as a teenager it became kind of an obsession. doesn't the world know how important you are to him? can't you see how dangerous it can be without him to protect you?

it's during this stage that he's maybe a bit self-destructive with it, literally at one point putting himself between you and another mutant, ending up with him having the scars on his shell. he mellows out a little as he grows older, to the point where now it's just a fact of his life that he's in love with you and there won't ever be anyone else; it's less of a fire inside of him and more just. yeah. duh? of course i love them and would die for them? zzzzz next question. but he's still very much the kind of person who asks you your itinerary down to the fifteen minute mark when you leave so he can make sure to know exactly when you'll be home.

i suspect that as lamb-chan, as much as you also love donnie, that can get a little, uh. overbearing. to say the least. i think that you have a habit of slipping out from time to time (since you live at the lair where donnie is always always always watching), just to breathe, to get away from it a little. the world looks a little different without donatello at your side, after all, and you're a little curious. so maybe you wander a little too far, sometimes.

and leo. god. leo is a breath of something that feels like air, but you're not sure what it is.

i don't have the exact first meeting pinned down in my head, but i do have this mental image of him sitting on a fire escape, one knee bent up to his chest and the other hanging down the side, a toothy grin on his face as he mockingly asks what a soft little thing like you is doing on this side of town. and you see him and you're just like, oh. he. he looks a lot like donnie. so you're a lot less scared than you probably should be, and that—that fascinates him. what kind of world do you live in where he's all but a perfect picture of the underbelly of the world, and you smile at him?

what would it take for you to look at him like everyone else does?

so he invites you to come back again. and you, well, you're just like. wow!! friend shaped!! so you do. but this time leo's not on the fire escape. he's on the ground, and he circles you a bit like a predator would. he's looking for you to be uncomfortable; to be afraid. but he made one small mistake; the shape of his smirk, now that he's close, is eerily familiar. it looks so much like donnie's, you could swear the two were twins. and it makes it so, so hard to be anything other than curious. mikey and raph don't look so similar to donnie, after all. why does leo?

so it continues like that until one day, leo says something and you laugh. and that—that hits him like a bludgeon to the chest. it's not like any laugh he's ever had directed at him before. and when you open your eyes, wiping away the amused tears, your gaze is so fucking soft. in that moment, leo realizes that he's hungry. and you—you look like you'd taste so. good.

meanwhile donnie is like. no really. where the fuck are you going. and one day he follows you and who the fuck is this guy with his arms around you. (but i think i'm going to leave that one for another day bc i have a nice one-shot in my drafts folder about how that'd play out)

#ask tag #blurple villain au #pspspspsps gb come and talk blurples with me #yes yes i know i should be working on symphony I COULDNT RESIST. I GOT AN ASK ABOUT THE BRAIN WORM AU

[inkyquince]

Patreon Post: Teacher Fuck Fest

content warning. stupidly dubcon (in river's, its both sides who are undergoing the dubcon), filming, spanking, rough sex, cum play, free use. Puppyboy reader, stuck in the wall, dubcon.

If your brain was slightly more human, then it would be cursing your dog side. But it wasn’t. So your only thought was about how to get out of his hole and continue chasing the catgirl into the park. Mason had sent you out from the swimming pool after refusing to do anything but a doggy paddle and you got distracted on your way out, spotting a dark tail poking out of the trash cans. Now, you’re here, stuck, in your swimsuit and your ass stuck out just behind the hedges of the staff car park.

You’ve been hanging there for too fucking long, at least for your impatient canine brain and all you could do was kick your legs and grumble every time your slowly drying swimsuit slipped down your body a bit.

Meanwhile Mason was at the end of his patience for you. You were one of his favorites until you went missing and suddenly you were just… Different. Bratty and bitey and suddenly not at the top of your class anymore, giving up on the breast or back stroke, in case happily padding with your weird new tail wagging wetly in the water.

Worst of all, he told you to wait in the changing room for him to give you a stern talking to but you were goddamn gone. Mason had just given the class a small break as he left to chew you out, but now here he was, going to talk to Leighton about this when he caught sight of something, just as he was crossing the car park. A little ass sticking out of the hole in the fencing that reached all the way around the school.

… He hated the fact that he could tell it was your ass. Not because he’d stare! Just because… Mason would y’know be around you every afternoon on weekdays and he could start…. He was not going to finish that thought. Instead he marched over to you, his eyes struggling not to drop down and admire the freed flesh of your tight swimsuit. Jesus, he remember just staring at you when you first came back, this fucking… This disgustingly fat bulge in your trunks. You were just inviting the others to fucking grope you, not that you minded.

Shaking the thoughts free, he came closer and closer before resting his hands on his hips.

“Now what exactly are you doing?”

Your tail jerked in surprise and the hair on it began to rise in hostility.

“Were you trying to escape school grounds? That’s going to earn you a detention with Principal Leighto-”

“Just shut up and get me out!” You barked, your claws scratching at the fence.

Mason blinked in surprise and took half a step back, utterly bewildered. You used to be one of his favorite students. It didn’t matter if you sucked at swimming, you were always a good listener and was never perverted towards him, like some of your peers, or even the headmaster. But now?

Now you were a foul mouthed mongrel.

And he knew what to do with disobedient mongrels.

Mason usually prided himself on his patience, especially with his students, but it all boiled over. He was at his limit. Without a thought in his head, except the red filling his vision and how pretty it painted your skin, he raised his hand and roughly backhanded your ass with a loud slap. You stiffened up with a yelp and remained frozen, ass still thoroughly perked up.

“Are you going to listen now?” Mason snapped. Your tail flicked a bit, almost shy but Mason saw it as a taunt. “... Fine. Fine! I’ve always had patience when it came to you but you’re throwing it in my fucking face.”

He couldn’t take it anymore. You were less of a dog and more of a bitch.

With a fluid yank, your swim trunks were ripped down to rest on your ankles, your bare ass and fat cock bare. Much to Mason’s chagrin, your tail began to wag, as if you couldn’t help but to be turned on by this. He never wanted to listen to those disgusting rumors about you, even when you were more of a human than a disgusting mongrel you are now.

Despite his angry thoughts, the red slowly began to drain from his vision, instead replaced with a faint pink hue. It was unfair. You were the one who made him pay attention to you like this. From the time in the locker, to the pond, to…. Everything. You were fucking with him and he couldn't help the way his cock began to harden underneath his tight swim trunks. He glances at the sky, as if begging for help to prevent what he was about to do, but he still pulled his cock free with a swear. It was only payback. For being a brat, for the locker, for having such a juicy cock hidden away in those shorts, flashed at him when hanging out at the pond.

Your whines grew louder as his cockhead dragged against your hole, catching on your rim a few times before he roughly shoved himself in, his breath hitching. You gave a loud bark and he roughly dug his fingernails into your hips, hissing at you to shut up.

His thrusts were hard and cruel, but fast, as if he could only get out of this fast enough, it wouldn’t count. It wouldn’t count that he was using his favorite student, that you were moaning so unabashedly on his cock, that he’s been waiting for this for so fucking long after all that perverted staring. You cum, hands free on his cock, and he leaves you dripping thickly and stuck in the wall. Mason promised himself to come back later, he just needs to get back to class, but something cruel and hungry was fine with leaving you, all alone and defenseless out here for anyone to see.

And someone did see.

Winter was heading back to his car to retrieve one of his favorite historical items to show to the class before adding it to the museum’s collection but stopped short of his car, seeing a cute little ass poking out of the fence, cum dripping down from an abused little hole. How long have you been there? And more importantly, why weren’t you in his class that morning? Ignoring the fact he knew your ass like the back of his hand now, just from all the dunking's he put you through, he walked closer, idly squeezing the flesh of your ass with his gloved hands. You gave a startled bark and Winter just smirked at the sound. He wasn’t the biggest fan of your transformation, truth be told. You were less careful with artifacts, and struggled to listen to his lesson plans. Worst of all, since you were gone, he couldn’t punish you like he used to, after class and in the museum.

Stepping away to his car, he unlocked the boot and took out the paddle he was going to replace the old one in his classroom with, since the splinters had begun to form along the sides. The new one felt comfortable in his hand and he smiled down at it, lightly tapping it against his palm before heading back to you.

The first rough smack against your ass had you yelping, kicking out your legs and panting, your feet digging into the harsh gravel of the ground as you tried to pull yourself forward, through the hole, to no avail. Winter smiles at the growing welt on your ass, and readied the paddle again. He missed this. The heavy thwaps against your ass, smacking the flesh over and over again, his cock slowly getting harder as you whined and barked out as your ass was abused. Winter wasn’t very sentimental, but you were always one he enjoyed watching being punished.

Once the fifty punishing smacks were all fully counted and you were twitching, Winter finally unzipped his trousers with a sigh. He wasn’t going to fuck you, no. He prefers marking his work properly. If he was a younger man, he’d be embarrassed that he came all over your ass in just a few strokes, but he was aged and completely fine with the way he painted your skin with his seed in just a few moments. He gives your abused flesh and idle pat and leaves.

Not that his departure left you in peace for long. Not since your favorite teacher to sniff at was heading out to take a phone call, only to freeze, his thick fingers paused over the keypad of his screen. Doren could only stare, his lips slightly parted behind his bushy ginger hair. He immediately drops his phone and strides over, settling his hands on your hips.

“You alright, lad?” To which you could only whine and your tail weakly wags at the sound of his voice. “Fuck. Okay, let’s try and get you out of there.” Doren firmly gripped you and began to slowly tug you out, your struggles to get out the other side having lodged you further into the fence, so it was a struggle.

What was worse, was that your ass, still slowly dripping cum, was pressed right against his crotch, staining his trousers. How could this get worse? Well, you made it worse. You were so happy to have Doren here, helping you, with his warm, rough hands trying to get you out, that your tail was wagging wildly, your ass wriggling excitedly for freedom. Doren is just a man. He is just a man, and you’re just this delectable little puppy who likes to press your nose into his side whenever you two are alone.

What else was he supposed to do, but get stupidly hard?

“Calm down.” Doren muttered softly, more to him than to you, but in either case, it was a plea. A plea for his cock to stop swelling so thickly.

It was just… You wouldn’t mind? The way you acted in his apartment, the way you pawed at him, it all pointed to you… Not minding.

“... Give me a moment, lad.” Doren whispered hoarsely as he slowly unzipped his cock, the throbbing need becoming too much for him to ignore anymore.

Your hole was so fucking inviting. Even fucked loose, the way your rim was just so sloppy and pretty, open all just for him. You didn’t even know what a fucking tease you were, what a intensely sexual fantasy you had become in his dreams. You could be fucked out and covered in stranger’s cum and so far gone you were drooling, and he’d still walk up to have his turn.

Biting down hard down on his lip, he lightly patted his fat cockhead against your loose rim, loving the way it would catch on his erection, as if begging him to push all the way in. Which he did. Your hole took him easily, all the way to the base. This wasn’t how he wanted his first time with you. Humping at your hole, whispering for you to just give him a few moments, and then he can get you out. His fat cock filled you blissfully, making you moan and whine, your cock dribbling thickly as he fucked you, ruined you.

His cum is thick and copious, your ass struggling to hold any of it. After he finished, Doren just tried again, huffing softly, more from the sex than trying to get you out. A few minutes passed before he patted your ass and promised to come back soon, he needs something from the wood working department to help get you out.

When River found you, he almost died. Fell backwards with his bag full of math textbooks to take home to grade. Nearly hit his head. Instead he scrambled away, and got to Leighton, telling him there was an issue in the carpark and he needed to come look at it. Poor River. Actually trying.

It didn’t turn out as he thought it would. It never does. Not where Leighton was concerned anyway. So there it was. His neck gripped tightly, the whirring of the camera loud in his ears, along with the thrum of his heartbeat and blood rushing, sloppily fucking your ass as you panted and weakly kicked, even as your tail wagged excitedly. Leighton just watches, slightly behind River as he palms his cock, absolutely delighted there was the perfect stuck in the wall scene unfolding right in front of him. Though he did wish that there was more cameras aimed at the car park, so he could get the full footage, see who else fucked your squirming little body.

River was just frozen up, unwilling to disobey the headteacher, but worse, his cock feeling too good for him to be totally disinterested. His breath was too shaky, even as disgust beaded like sweat along his back, other mens’ cum coating his own cock.

With a ragged breath, his hands slowly found your hips, to help pull you out, even as he fucked into you.

Which ended worse for River. He should have known, ever since you mounted him in the classroom for pulling your ears. After all the tugging from Doren, he managed to pull out, only to stumble back and land on his back, splayed weakly out on his chest, still sitting on his dick.

You were going to get off of him now, weren’t you?

Of course not.

Not when there was a twitching cock under you, and you had yet to go soft.

Leighton adjusted the camera to properly capture this half feral dogboy student roughly gripping River’s shirt as he bounced stupidly on his cock, his own knotted prick leaking thickly all over the two of them.

Sirris eventually found you. Poor puppy, too numb to move after River stumbled away and Leighton just patted your cheek and came over your face. With a soft coo, he took a blanket from his car and wrapped it around you, herding you gently to the Staff Room so he could clean you up in private in the toilets connecting to the room.

With gentle caresses, he cleaned the cum off your face, admiring the way your tail wagged as he gently stroked your sides, but nothing prepared him for the way you began to sniff at his crotch, a strange gleam in your eyes. It’s something he saw when he first started learning about biology, and they talked about how the biologies of submissive dogboys can randomly kickstart a heat. As he attempted to tug you away, you were already lapping at his crotch, trying to sniff and taste his cock, that was hardening quickly under all the attention. You were also so much stronger than him, pushing him down to slobber all over his cock.

Sirris just managed to fumble with his phone, messaging Sydney that he was going to be late to the sex shop before leaning his head back to enjoy your drooling tongue on his balls.

#patreon post #leighton the headteacher #sirris the science teacher #river the maths teacher #doren the english teacher #mason the swim teacher #winter the history teacher #dol #degrees of lewdity #nsft #quincewrites