#i also wanted to add that dogs chase their own tails

[starlitmark]

Summary: A friendly reminder: Don’t challenge your two large dog hybrid boyfriends Pairing: Alaskan Malamute!Ming x fem Netherlands Dwarf Rabbit!reader x Bernese Mountain Dog!Yunho Tropes: poly au, hybrid au, abo au Genre: smut Rating: R 18+ Warnings: abo dynamics, hybrids, polyamory Smut Warnings: unprotected sex, knots, predator-prey play, dirty talk, pet names, nipple play, spontaneous female orgasm Word Count: 1,154 Host Tags: @sanjoongie @thelargefrye Note: part of the Mr. Wolf universe Before You Interact February Filth Masterlist

Listen to ♡ Paranoia by Kang Daniel

“It’s not like you guys could outrun me anyway.” You poke at your boyfriends, “I’m a bunny. Don’t they outrun dogs all the time?”

Mingi growls lowly, “Watch your tongue, cottontail.”

“Wanna test that theory, bun?” Yunho adds.

A shiver runs down your spine. Yunho’s eyes are dark as he stares at you. Something in the air has shifted. His typically smooth pine scent sharpens, and the undertones of dark chocolate become more present. Even though your eyes are fixated on Yunho, you can still smell Mingi. Your nose twitches as Yunho’s scent mingles with Mingi’s spruce and winter air scent. You glance at the hallway and debate your best course of action. Either you could stay here like a bunny trapped in the corner by big scary wolves, or you could find a hole, bolt down the hall, and make a game out of it. 

The second option seems far more appealing. You turn your small upright ears to the side, listening to where Mingi is on your left. He isn’t moving, but you know his eyes are fixed on you. Yunho is directly in front of you, and he’s not budging any time soon. The space just to your right is wide open. If you move at the right time, you could easily make it down the hall and into your bedroom. Yunho’s eyes shift to Mingi for a moment. That’s the opportunity you needed. You bolt. You make it about halfway down the hall before you find yourself thrown over Yunho’s shoulder. In hindsight, you should’ve known better. Both your mates are dog hybrids, hunting dog hybrids at that. Mingi walks up to where you and Yunho stand in the hallway. One moment, your eyes are on the ground, Yunho’s fluffy dark brown tail also in your field of view. The next, you see Mingi. His finger is under your chin, making you look at him. He’s bent over slightly so as not to strain your neck too much.

“You wanted to play chase so bad. Let’s see how well our pretty little prey can handle the consequences.” He hums, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Again, I can outlast both of you. We all know bunnies last far longer than any dog can in bed.”

Yunho tugs your tail, making you squeak, “Let’s see if you’re still saying that when you’re hanging off our knots.”

Mingi finally moves his hand from under your chin and steps around Yunho to walk ahead of both of you into the bedroom. His spruce scent follows him in a waft of air. It makes your head spin with need. Your own scent must’ve sweetened because Yunho’s fingertips dig into the flesh of your thigh before following the other dog hybrid into your bedroom. You don’t even get a moment to process what’s happening before Yunho is throwing you onto your bed and quite literally ripping your clothes off your body. Mingi pulls you into his lap, his fluffy white and grey ears poking up out of his blonde and red messy hair. Your bare pussy against his joggers feels like both heaven and hell at the same time. You immediately start to grind against him. A low growl from him stops your motions. Instantly, you bare your neck to him, ears pinned back against your head.

“That’s a good little bunny. Listen to your alpha.” He smirks.

“M-mingi, please?” You whine.

“Please, what?” He teases, teeth gently grazing against your mating gland.

You whimper at the feeling of his sharp canines against the sensitive skin, “Need you inside me so bad.”

Your fluffy tail wiggles a bit in anticipation. Just as you think Mingi is going to sink his teeth into you. Your other mate, who has been relatively quiet since ripping your clothing off, pulls you from his lap. You’re sitting back against Yunho’s bare body. You can feel his hard member pressed against your back just beside your tail. Yunho lifts your body as if you weigh nothing and guides you to sit down on his cock. A loud moan escapes your lips as he starts to move you to bounce on his cock.

“That’s a good little bunny. So good for your alphas, aren’t you?”

You nod, “Feels so good!”

Yunho chuckles against the shell of your ear, “And to think, you were talking so big about how a little prey hybrid like you could outrun and out fuck us. You’re leaking slick, bun. You’re such a fucking mess.”

“Yun– alpha! Fuck!” You moan loudly.

Mingi stalks closer to you and smirks, his sharp, pearly white canines on display as he does so. He drops his head in front of your chest before sucking one of your nipples into his mouth. You squirm and whimper at the feeling of Yunho fucking you, combined with Mingi’s tongue swirling around the hard bud. His hand moves to stimulate your other nipple. You can’t help but bury your hands in his messy, dual-colored hair. The moment you do, he uses his free hand to grasp your wrist in one hand. You’re rendered completely helpless. Yunho’s knot starting to bump against your leaking entrance makes your mind completely blank. 

“You gonna cum on Yunho’s cock, cottontail?” Mingi teases, his sharp teeth teasingly nipping at your nipple.

“Feels so–” You cut yourself off in a broken moan.

“So what, bun? You already that fucked out that you can’t explain yourself?” Yunho teases further.

You can’t hold back your orgasm anymore. Your body shakes, and your pussy convulses. As you ride out your high, Yunho pushes his knot into you. The feeling of him finally popping it in sends you into a second, much more unexpected orgasm. You feel tears start to roll down your cheeks at the intense feeling. Mingi’s teeth still tease your nipples as you come down from your high. Although Mingi didn’t get to knot you at the same time as Yunho, the cum on both his thighs and yours is evidence enough that he came at some point during your back-to-back orgasms. Mingi finally moves away from your sensitive chest and places kisses against your mating gland. You positively melt at the feeling. A moment later, Mingi’s lips are gone from your neck, and although you can’t see it, you can still hear him kissing. He kisses Yunho’s mating gland as well, and the other alpha growls at him half playfully. The sound of the growl has you whimpering and grinding against his knot.

“You’re fucking insatiable, bun. Is our pretty little prey hybrid desperate still?” Yunho tsks.

“Please?”

“Maybe I should give attention to that cute little clit of yours while you’re stuck on Yunho’s knot.” Mingi suggests a condescending hint to his tone.

You clench around Yunho’s cock.

“I think our little cottontail likes that idea.”

“I really really do.” You admit.

Mingi smirks, “I best get to work then.”

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[thelov3lybookworm]

I literally just sent a cassian request but this one popped in my head for Lucien. Lucien falling in love with a smokehound breeder from the autumn court. Introduced to each other by eris when he’s going to pick out yet another smokehound for his kennels. The litter that was just born has the smallest tiniest runt that lucien takes pity on and he keeps visiting the breeder to make sure it’s ok and he gets the dog AND the girl in the end bc OF COURSE he does. He deserves the world. 🥹

Better place-

Summary: Lucien wants to go out, Y/n knows a better place.

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A/n: i thought this would be longer, but it turned out like a drabble 🫠im so sorry 😭

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Y/n smiled softly, her heart doing weird little backflips in her chest when Eris's brother grinned, his mismatched stare fixed on the little puppy, Berald, jumping around, chasing its own tail.

The male laughed when the puppy ran headfirst into his legs, bending to scratch behind the hound's ears.

He seemed so genuinely happy, Y/n considered telling him to take the pup home.

Y/n had first met Lucien two months ago, who had tagged along with the high lord of autumn when he came to get the strongest pup in the recent litter.

Eris, now high lord, had started adopting the strongest hound that was born every month, wanting to add more and more hounds to his army of canines now that his father was dead.

Lucien had apparently started visiting autumn court more frequently, having begun to rebuild a relationship with his very misunderstood brother. Eris, taking up any excuse for spending time with, arguably, his favourite brother, had decided it best to show Lucien the smokehound breeder he got his hounds from.

And now, Lucien had been visiting more recently, having taken a liking to the smallest pup in the litter. Also because he worried so much about the tiny thing.

Y/n had only had seen and cared for such weak pup maybe once or twice before, so when Berald was born, it was a surprise.

"He looks healthier than he did last week." Lucien mumbled, glancing up at Y/n with glittering eyes.

She smiled at him, wondering what the weird feeling that spread through her chest was, goosebumps rising under the sleeves of her dress under his intense stare. "Yes, he's been getting better."

Lucien grabbed the little pup from the ground, holding his wiggling body close to his chest as he stroked the top of Berald's head.

"Um... hey Y/n, can I have a word with you?"

Y/n blinked at the sudden seriousness in his voice. "Uh- yeah sure. What is it?"

His chest expanded with a deep breath, and Y/n could see the resolve hardening in his eyes.

"Have you tried the new restaurant that opened up a week ago down the street?"

Y/n stared at him for a moment. "Yes. I tried it the day after it opened."

Lucien visibly deflated, his eyes falling to Berald, who stared up at the redhead. Suddenly, his head jerked up, and with a lazy grin, he leaned close.

"Will you come with me to that restaurant? I've been wanting to go, but I don't want to go alone."

Y/n was dumbfounded, both at the invitation and his proximity and she was sure he could see her burning up.

"Yeah... yeah sure. But I know a better place-" Y/n smacked a hand over her lips, her eyes widening at her own boldness.

His grin widened. "Great. I will pick you up after sunset."

"Okay..."

Y/n could do nothing but watch and blush as he reached out, grabbing her hand gently and placing his lips on her knuckles, a mischievous gleam in his eye.

Then he straightened, turning to drop Berald back to the ground before walking away.

Y/n stared at his retreating back, then turned to stare at Berald, as if the pup could give her the answers she sought.

The only answer she got was that she was not going alone on the date tonight. Berald needed to come too.

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[thtupidity]

the animated series powescaling, im a powerscaler now wsg

(explanations included)

Jake🛹

He's high average due to his stamina, speed, and i'd argue all the surfers have pretty high endurance (especially Jake) since of how often they get injured, walk off pain, and run face first into trains (stationary or moving). I'm also willing to bet he weighs more than the other surfers since he's constantly eating some snack, while you can argue that he burns his calories... constantly consider thats a lot of food..

Fresh📻

Placing him below Jake, I'm going to say his speed and stamina are also comparable to Jake, while its stated that he doesn't get out much due to his family, it doesn't seem to affect his athleticism. Although he most likely weighs less than Jake, so if he were to say try to use his body weight to tackle someone it would be less effective than Jake's attempt.

Tricky🩰

Placing her below Jake, on the same level as Fresh for the same speed, stamina, and endurance ranking, I want to take her ballet skills into consideration, I've never done ballet but i imagine its physically straining, however we never see her ballet abilities be used in a way that can positively affect her strength. If we do see her use her skill to her advantage, i'd be willing to place her above Fresh.

Yutani👽

Placing her in "Subject to change" but if i had to i'd put her currently either below King or in below average, I do believe the Yutani is an alien theory (specifically one heavily aligned with Infinity, like Frank) so I think it's plausible for her to receive a power up.

King👑

He's placed at the tail end of Average, nothing notable really. He could arguably fit just fine on weaker than average, but since he's running along with the subway surfers (despite still not being one himself in canon), so i'm going to give him the same speed, stamina, and endurance as the others.

Dog🦴

Putting him in string because that dog is literally DRAGGING a heavy grown ass man like its nothing, bro was made to pull sleds in the arctic. I don't have much more to add to that little dog got the strength of a towtruck.

Guard🔦

Putting him above average since he's a full grown adult with noteworthy stamina, im also going to mention his physical strength, since doesn't have trouble with running on his own despite his size. Even though he's shown to be out of breath sometimes, he never truly stops or gives up his chase which is admirable shout out bro.

Frank🐰

Do I need to explain myself? Frank is shown to have multiple superhuman abilities such as his remarkable speed and his own canon feats, like the fact thats he's able to solo Donkey Kong. This also definitely isn't his full capabilities and there's definitely more to his skillset that we haven't seen.

wow. i might be the first subway surfers power scaler

#subway surfers #//this is probably my dumbest post #//i had to fight so mant demons not to give guard the bear emoji...

[aboredindividual]

Omegaverse Catalogue of general Vulgarity, insults and curses

! Warning, following post may have offensive content to some audiences so exercise caution!

I have been inspired of pack-the-pack's post about curse words in omegaverse so i decided to do my own with some revision and additions. Some words may be directly linked to the post but i will also add my own and diferently interpret others.

The following will have insults, curses,vulgar phrases, slurs and profanities.

Insults & slurs :

Towards Alphas :

Knothead -A person person, typically an alpha, who acts like an asshole. It can also be used for a person who think with their dick first instead of head.

ex. Sleeping around like he does requires a impossible levels of ego.Geez what a knothead

Heatstall- Slur made to diminish an Alpha sexually and socially. A heatstall is a person who is so poor at bed that they have a power to stop person's heat . It can also be used for peson who is unatracctive because of their looks and/or behaviour.

ex. it really is a shame that he turned out to be a total heatstall, the way he treats staff is unacceptable!

Loose Tie- it means that their knot is not enough to keep person attached enough to them. Loose tie is a way to tell a person that they cannot secure any close interpersonal relationships.

ex. Being a loose tie that he is, it doesn't suprise me that she left him

Knotless- It is used to describe a person who does not follow through with their plans or words. Can also be used towards a cowardly person.

ex. You Knotless bastard! You promised to be here for me at the gathering but as always you left me alone with these wolves!

Stray Dog - describes an alpha who notoriously sleeps around with omegas and female betas.

ex. Listen to me, that stray dog isn't worth it. He'll just take what he wants and leave you when he's satisfied

Cat-pole - Designed to demean Alpha females sexually and socially. It’s a way to mock a female Alpha’s “retractable anatomy” which evokes thoughts of a cat’s claws; also doubles as being an offensive more “subtle” replacement for “pussy-dick”.

Ex. Why should we listen to a cat-pole like you? We've got enough alphas to steer the wheel.

Bitch- can be used as a regular insult or a slur. It comes from a fairy-tale notion that alpha who recieves penetration will turn into an omega. Bitch can be used as a slur to alpha who engages in such acts or can be an insult that implies that an alpha lacks a spine, sucking up to other and being metaphorically ,,fucked'' by them in turn.

ex. Grow a spine and stop acting like a bitch!

Tail-chaser- resembling a dog chasing its own tails, the insult implies that the alpha who chases after a person for sexual favours without success

ex. She's been tail-chasing him for the whole night without response it becomes almost sad.

Runt - Meant to diminish alpha's strength and position in pack. It means being the weak, incapable or pack reject.

Ex. Little runts like you should not be hanging 'round those parts of the city.

Lone wolf - an alpha who was left by their partner or kicked out of their pack. It generally is used towards rejects.

Ex. A lone wolf like you has no say in it!

Towards Betas :

Stump- designed to insult and diminish Male beta's sexual prowess as they do not have as powerfull appendage compared to their alpha counterparts.

ex. Why should i settle down for a stump?

Knotless- when directed at betas it is used as a demeaning connotation of a beta anatomy

Ex.Are you sure you want to settle with a knotless guy?

Left-over - It is used as an insult to insinuate that the beta will never be the first choice when it comes to dating.

ex.You can try as much as you want but you will always be a left-over.

Tatty - used to demean Beta females implying that their wombs are not as skillful as omega ones because they are a beta. A tattered womb.

Ex. I cannot you settled for her tatty ass instead of me!

Crummy- the same meaning as Tatty.

Beta tester- designed to deman beta sexualy and socially. That they are only a ,,test'' before person enters a real relationship.

Ex. You are nothing but a beta-tester. Do not have high hopes that your relationship will last.

Towards Omegas

Puppymill - used as an insult to omega, insinuating that their only purpose in life is to have children

Ex. Do not get lavish ideas omega, you are nothing but a puppymill

Bitch- i think the name serves for itself

Knot-hole- similiar to puppy mill but also lowers the omega to status of a sex toys, where they are only holes used for fucking.

Puppy-pooper- Directed towards male omegas. Comes from ignorant and incorrect belief of what the targets anatomy looks like. People ignorant of this think that the place where male omegas birth their children and defecate are one and the same. It is used to diminish the omega's ability of having children and establish their childrens' ,,dirtiness".

Ex. Why would you willingly tie yourself down to a puppy-pooper?!

Stud- directed at domineering omegas. It can also be used towards abusive women who try to control every situation available.

Ex. A stud like her will never have a chance at finding a partner

Knot tease- the same meaning as cock tease

Knot dropper- describes an omega who is so loose that their hole cannot hold the alpha's knot anymore. Comparable to being called a whore or a slut.

ex. Do you try to win a knot dropper title by the way you sleep around?!

Tail tease- the same meaning as Knot tease

Tight-fit - Used towards omegas who were brought up strictlty and thus are much more traditional mindset in courtship and lifestyle.

Ex. A tight-fit like her may be more trouble than it's worth, you don't want to die of boredom after all

General Insults

Scent-deaf - refers to a person without a tact; someone cannot for their life read social cues.

ex. Why the fuck did you say that, are you scent-deaf?

Knotsucker- same as cocksucker

Knotlicker- generally it means slut or whore, but can also be used towards a person who is a bootlicker while also expecting some sort of reward for it.

ex.Im outta here, this whole room is full of knotlickers

Overbred- same as knotdropper.

Tail twister- A cowardly person who will be first to give up.

ex. This ride is not for a tail twister like you

Glandless- same as Scent deaf

Neck-sniffer - A pervert; sleazy person

If people have more ideas for curses and insults, make sure to comment down below and share your ideas. :]

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[undiscovered-horizon]

So what about Eddie with someone who’s obsessed right back and it’s like that song “unhealthy obsession.” Like sneaking into each other’s place to steal their stuff and you both don’t think the other one knows you exist. Let wackos love other wackos.

It's an interesting concept! An obsessed/yandere partner is something Eddie would definitely be into. After all, they speak his love language...🌺

🫀REQUESTS ARE OPEN🫀 || Batman-inspired playlist

Riddler with an obsessed/yan! partner

You guys are like a dog chasing its tail.

Definitely confused that someone wants his undivided attention

Relationship so toxic Britney Spear's on the phone with her lawyers

What got you initially interested in Eddie was, paradoxally, his lack of presence. In any social setting, dude's practically invisible

So there you were, at a diner, drinking your milkshake and pondering your loneliness when HE came in

A person so easy to overlook you couldn't keep your eyes off him

I mean, he looked so adorable! All awkward and meek it was as if he was silently begging for someone to love him like he deserved

And you were definitely the one to give it to him

So that night you followed him out of the diner and to his home

Little did you know, he also remained not indifferent towards you

Yes, Eddie did notice that romantically miserable person sipping their milkshake by the window

He caught your interest and you caught his

The first time you broke into his apartment, you were so excited you nearly knocked a few things over

Because it's his space

If he has any posters, movies, books, magazines etc. that could indicate his interests, you take pictures of them. For science.

You also took pictures of his aftershave and/or shampoo to buy for yourself

This huge chest of drawers in Eddie's apartment has all drawers locked. 'Their' is scratched into the wooden surface and you're about to start World War III thinking he has a partner

Even if that were the case, their term would end quite quickly and rapidly

A little murder never killed nobody. Or something like that.

You stole at least one article of Eddie's clothing. You wear them whenever you're having a bad day

You definitely have creepy stalker-style pictures of him - printed out and with lipstick kiss stains on them (you give him /pictures of him/ a kiss every morning. Is there a better way to start your day?)

Eddie was equally giddy walking through your space

Definitely nicked a few things and lay in your bed imagining what it would be like to lay there with you

He definitely gathered hair from your brush/comb and keep them underneath his pillow/mattress

You visited every store in Gotham to get the same glasses he wears - no matter whether you wear glasses yourself

Eddie would definitely steal one of the mugs/glasses from your sink and keep them as a piece of you

If you find any evidence of other people being in Eddie's life (no matter who they are), you add them to your blacklist. They might or might not suffer "unfortunate accidents". For legal reasons I cannot disclose any details

He sniffs your clothes. Maybe gets a little too into it

If you have a stuffed toy, Eddie gets a copy of it. Definitely talks to it about anything and everything

Bonus: sprays it with the perfume you usually wear

He knows the places you frequent and you know his. On quite a few occasions you missed each other because you were looking for one another. Told ya: dog chasing its tail

There is some excitement about Eddie not knowing about you. Simply put, if he doesn't know, he can't reject you. He can't stop you from being close like a fly in the wall

Carrying the keys to each other's flats on the same keychain as to your own. Because you kinda do live there too

Sometimes he hangs out outside of your window and watches you until you fall asleep

If or when you find out he's the Riddler, you're the number 1 fan

Selling homemade merch and anonymously donating the profit to him

The darker corners of the internet quickly recognize your #1 fan status

This leads to a funny situation where Eddie knows of you but not about you

You may or may not have committed a crime in the name of the Riddler... multiple times.

The only things worth knowing are those connected to Eddie

Speaking of crimes and Eddie: he had assaulted someone because of you. Maybe they were getting a little too close to you or they were mean or they became suspicious of him

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[alpimerealmsystem]

Some Therianthropy Stuffs

So this is something I wanted to start, basically I asked A LOT of therians/lycanthropes/otherkin on this app what needs to be represented more in our community. I'll be starting with who responded first, and their idea for what needs to be talked about is phantom limbs, general shifts and small behaviors from our kintypes! These ideas are from @rummageraccoon so thank you so much and please y'all enjoy my rant about these things. ALSO I USE OTHERKIN AS AN UMBRELLA TERM. I'm too lazy to type out everything multiple times

Ok I'm going to start with phantom limbs cause that's what I experience the most in these topics. Phantom limbs are where you feel a certain limb on your body that you just don't have (examples can be tails, ears, wings, claws, fangs, etc.) Phantom limbs for me can be as I'm running on a slightly unbalanced surface I can almost feel my tail keeping my balanced cause my theriotype has a tail as long as their body to keep them stable while running through mountains. Another phantom shift I get, which isn't entirely related to my known theriotype, is I can feel my ears get tucked back if I'm annoyed, agitated or scared. Like I can feel them press against my head. I've heard for other people in the community phantom shifts can also be things such as feeling your ears perk up when you hear a sound from far away, or from what I've heard some people with a bird kintype can feel their wings in certain circumstances.

Next is small behaviors from our own kintypes! These can range from so many different things depending on your kintypes! I've heard for wolf/dog otherkin that sometimes they subconsciously chase an animal like a squirrel or bird. Or for people with cat kintypes it's like sitting or laying like a cat. The possibilities for these are really just endless. I've heard everything from vocal stuff, to even just moving your body in a specific way. Something that I do is I curl my hands under just ever so slightly when I take a step, and that's cause that's just generally what cats do when they walk. Another thing I can personally relate to is random vocal stuff, for me this can be triggered but it may be random as well. Sometimes I will do a whole yowl that my snow leopard kintype would make.

Last but not least, shifts! These can range from dream shifts, perception shifts, phantom limbs, and a lot more. For the sake of this I'll give some examples I've heard from other otherkin and let y'all add more if you want! For some people shifts can be like their first thought on something isn't how a human would view it. I think a great example of this is someone paying for lets say a burger. They hand the money to the cashier but their first thought is "Why am I handing this paper and these coins to someone when I could just hunt for the food myself?" And of course this is only an example but I think that generally captures what certain shifts can look like. A shift is when your brain temporarily thinks like your kintype, and it can be a few seconds to from what I've heard even an hour or so. Dream shifts are also quite common in the otherkin community. It's basically where you see yourself as your kintype in your dream! Some people experience this every single night and some none at all. Shifts don't make you an otherkin, some don't get them at all, and of course these are just examples!

Quick edit: I will be doing stories about all this stuff, but it's insanely late but I saw they replied to my question so I felt the need to write four paragraphs worth of stuff :')

Another edit: story for this one is out :p

#Therianthropy #Otherkin #Alterhuman #Alterhuman community #lycanthropy #Therian #Therian community #Otherkinity #otherkin community #Theriotype #nonhuman #otherhearted #Sin And Their Mission

[mochamoth]

Hah Aosth fanfic💪‼️

Just a fanfic about Scratch and Grounder hanging out, mostly did it as a first time thing. Sorry if this is OOC btw, I'm not good at writing! Also sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes I was very tired when writing this 😞.

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Grounder was sitting on the couch, watching some rubbish reality tv. Admittedly he was bored, just staring off and barely taking in the show.

"GROUNDER!!"

"AH!!!"

Grounder jumped off the couch at the sudden call of his name. "Get up! We're getting milkshakes!" Scratch demanded excitedly. "Scratch you scared me!!" Grounder whined. "Let's go," he pressured on, standing right above Grounder. "Didn't Doctor Robotnik say we can't have mi-" "Geez do you WANT to do something fun for once or not?!" Scratch interrupted. "Yes?" "Then let's GO! BWAH HAH AHAH!!" Scratch shouted, yanking Grounder off the floor and making him yelp in surprise.

"What even gave you this idea in the first place?" Grounder asked, still being carried by Scratch like a hand purse. "Dunno!! I was just bored!!" Scratch exclaimed. "Well can you at least put me down?" Grounder mumbled. Scratch just dropped him right on the floor. "OW!" Grounder cried out. "Whoops!" Scratch nonchalantly chuckled. Grounder shook the fall off and caught up to Scratch, glaring at him. ".. You told me to drop you!!" "Nuh uh! I said put me down!!" "Well you should've said it louder, sheesh!!" Scratch scoffed. Grounder pouted and sneakily stabbed Scratch in the thigh with one of his drills, getting a clucked yelp out of him. "HEY!" He trilled. Grounder smiled smugly. ".. I swear GROUNDER!" Scratch cawed, giving his brother the warning to get running. "Oh shIT WAIT WAIT!" "NO!! GROUNDER GET BACK HERE!!!"

They chased and fought eachother pretty much the whole way to the store, only stopping so they wouldn't get kicked out (they were already on high watch just for being badniks). They found somewhere out in a field to sit, private but nice. ".. Why the hell did you get that?" "Get what?" "THAT!" Scratch pointed to his drink. "What's wrong with chocolate, strawberries and peanut-" "THERE. WHO ADDS PEANUT BUTTER TO A MILKSHAKE?!" Scratch yelled out. "It's good!" Grounder yelled back, not as loud. "It's not!" Scratch argued. "Oh so what your sugar-high inducing slop is any better," Grounder sneered. "It is not slop!!" Scratch crowed. "I can't even tell what that is besides 'give me every dessert in your kitchen', it's grossly sugary," Grounder groaned. "It tastes like a dessert, not some smoothie thing," Scratch huffed. "Scratch you need balance with flavors! You can't just add random sweet shit and expect it to taste good!" "It DOES taste good!" "Ok then let's swap!" Grounder settled. "Fine!" The two swapped their drinks, and Scratch found he really didn't mind Grounder's. "Hey this is actually-" "SCRATCH." Grounder interrupted with a gag. "Oh it is NOT that bad," Scratch clucked. "I'm a robot and I think I got like- 12 cavities!" Grounder winced, handing Scratch's drink back as Scratch gave his back. "Whatever, I like it," Scratch tossed his head. "Good thing it's your's then," Grounder sighed, drinking his own again.

".. How mad do you think Doctor Robotnik's gonna be when he finds out?" Scratch asked suddenly. "I had nothing to do with this, I was forced," Grounder outright stated. ".. He won't notice," Scratch shrugged. "Yea, when he goes to repair you next time you'll smell like a birthday cake candle," Grounder quipped. "SHUT IT! I like mine and that's all that matters!!" Scratch cawed in embarrassment. After that it was silent. Both robots just chilling, drinking, staring at the clouds. ".. That one kinda looks like a dog," Grounder stated randomly. ".. What?" "The cloud, it kinda looks like a dog," Grounder pointed up. "... You dumb bot that's a bear!" Scratch growled. "It has a tail, Scratch, bears don't have tails!" "Well dogs don't have massive paws!" ".. Some can!" Grounder pouted. Scratch paused. ".. Yeah I guess that's true," he agreed. Then, it became silent again..

"You done?"

"Almost. Why?"

".. LAST ONE TO THE LAB HAS TO BE PLAYER TWO ON THE GAME, BWAH HA AHAH," Scratch shouted, laughing as he sprinted off.

"HEY NO FAIR," Grounder yelled back, following.

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Again this is my first fanfic I'm posting here so sorry if it's not that good (ironically I've gotten worse over the years 😭 2021 was my prime 😔).

#aosth #aosth scratch #aosth grounder #scratch and grounder #adventures of sonic the hedgehog

[holdenfanning04]

Before You Bring Your Teacup Puppy Home

Climbing up apparatus is also fantastic, since it supplies your feline with physical stimulation. Cats take pleasure in climbing up and jumping, so you might like to play some of your cat's toys on various levels, as this will motivate exercise, which is particularly important if your cat is a little overweight. When these fundamentalchanges and lodgingshave been made, it is time to gear up for the intros. Put your feline in a safe, enclosed space home alone cat toys . Offer her a blanket to roll around on. Feed her on the blanket, put her toys on it, and rub catnip on it. Let her wallow on it for a couple of days. Take the blanket and give it to your pet. Let him roll on it and chew and slobber on it. After a number of days, offer it back to the feline. She will smell it and, probably, hiss and spit at it. This is typical. Provide her a couple of days to get more used to the aroma.

You have to be prepared to raise a child into a well acted and loving adult pet dog. For example, teacup pet breeds are more susceptible to being a "frady feline". I am here to provide you guidance per say my own experience on raising animals. I have actually had cats, dogs, rabbits, ferrets, small rodents, fish and even ventured into promoting wildlife with terrific success. Cats are not going to be found of pet toys make from rawhide, but they do have the requirement to play. They play more when they are kittycats, however adult felines require workout too. There are many kinds of toys that make sounds with squeaks and bells, that will provide the excitement of the chase. Some are basic toys baited with catnip that they will bat around and go after through the house. Some move on wheels or even with a small motor. Other excellent family pet toys for cats are flexible poles that have things dangling from them like strings or plumes. Cats love them and these get them moving, even when they appear to want to sleep all the time. Cats will play with practically anything. There are numerous family products recommended as toys for cats. As a pet parent, you are responsible to ensure the important things they have fun with are safe. Elastic band, paper clips, foil balls and plastic milk caps are not intended for animals to play with or chew on. Do not be tricked by enabling your pet to have fun with items that were never ever intended for animals play. Now, budgies aren't expensivefamily pets to keep. Far from it. However there are costs that feature owning any family pet. The obviouspreliminaryexpense is a decent sized cage, but you have actuallymost likelycurrently home alone cat toys realized that. A regular supply of food, grit, sandpaper and mineral blocks does add up. As well as the need to purchasebrand-new toys every from time to time, so your budgie does not get tired with them. We're still uncertain how it happened, but an hour approximately later our doorbell sounded; there was the old mean man from next door. Mama let him in out of large politeness. If it had actually been me, I would have banged the door on his foolish face.But what a surprise! Old scrooge (his name, as it turns out, was Mr. Roy) can be found in with a lot of flowers to lay over Daisy's grave. Despite my hatred of his callousness, I couldn'tassistbutrejoice at that. I had been preparing to ask mother for some cash to purchase good toys for home alone cats flowers for Daisy and this resolved that problem. Although little in size, ferrets can be found in all patterns and colors. The 'albino' or all-white ferret is extremely popular amongst ferret-lovers. The other popular options are sable, chocolate, silver, and cinnamon-colored ferret. You can also choose the ferret whose pattern you like the very best. Some frequently-occurring patterns are mitts with white feet, pandas with white heads, badgers with white blaze, and Siamese with dark legs and tails. good toys for home alone cats

#best cat toy for home alone cats #good toys for home alone cats

[somnambulants]

strays

summary: Yelena has a thing for adopting strays. You have a weakness for giving her whatever she wants. word count: 1.2K

warnings: potentially has slight spoilers for black widow!

You love your girlfriend. You really do. 

You’d do anything for her that she asked. 

This is why when she starts collecting stray animals like an elderly woman that is particularly fond of antiques, about a year or so into your relationship, you decide to let it go. 

You don’t know a lot about her background —only what little information she voluntarily has given up — but you do know she’d never had pets, not as a kid or even as an adult and so you’re willing to indulge her in this.

It starts with a dog. 

Then another dog. 

And another. 

And then all of a sudden you have four dogs that sleep curled up beside both of you in your bed every night. 

You don’t mind that – you’ve always liked dogs. Maybe four is a lot – especially since they aren’t little dogs and may be more accurately described as small horses than dogs -- and the amount of hair that comes out of them is insane. 

But the way Yelena’s face lights up every time one of them comes bounding over to her for a pat is worth all the extra vacuuming you have to do.

And plus you love the dogs too, and after adopting four of them you kind of just assume that Yelena is probably content with that and you’ll live out the rest of your days as dog parents. 

 You’re right in a way but totally wrong at the same time. 

 A couple of months after adopting the last dog, you come home one day and as soon as you step inside the front door, you promptly lose your footing as you step on something, only just managing to stay upright by clinging to the doorframe. 

 A tiny little fish-shaped toy is what you’d tripped over, you realise and an orange blur chases after it as it goes flying across the room thanks to your foot. 

 What the -- 

 It’s a cat. 

Definitely a cat. 

You straighten up and close the front door, watching the cat as it pounces on the toy and then flips it into the air somehow. 

This is also when you notice the giant scratching post in the corner. And that you know for sure hadn’t been there when you’d left this morning for work. 

Comprehension quickly dawns on you. “Yelena!” 

Clearly having been already there, Yelena rounds the corner almost immediately with a look you’ve become all too familiar with on her face. It’s a sheepish, borderline guilty look. 

 Still clinging to the doorframe, you point at the cat with your free hand. “What is this?” 

She glares at you, covering the cat’s ears as she picks it up, cradling it to her chest. It blinks up at her contentedly and you can hear faint rumbling as it starts to purr. “He is our new pet. Meet Mr. Fuzzy.” 

 Mr Fuzzy? 

 You look at her, then the cat, then her again. Your girlfriend is still looking at you, now a little apprehensively, at your silence.

She visibly relaxes and grins at you when you reach out to run a hand through the cat’s fur though, seeming to sense that she’s won even though there was no chance of there ever being a battle. 

 Like you’d ever deny her anything she wants. 

 You sigh. “Welcome to the family, Mr. Fuzzy.” 

 It comes as no surprise when you return home a couple of weeks later and find that Mr. Fuzzy now suddenly has two stray kitten companions because, in Yelena’s own words: “he was lonely being the only cat and he needed some friends”. 

 You don’t argue and just silently add more cat food to the grocery list. 

 -- 

It’s a few months later, the cats are all settled in and surprisingly get along with the dogs quite well, when Yelena seems to decide you needed yet another pet. 

Only this one is less fluffy. 

She returns home with a cardboard box in her arms and before she even crosses the threshold completely, you can hear something shuffling around inside the box aggressively, as though it’s trying to escape. 

 As she gets closer you realise there’s words on the side of the box: randy’s reptiles. 

 Oh no. Your heart sinks. “What’s in there?” 

 You have a sneaking suspicion you already know and that all the books on snakes that she’d been reading the past few weeks weren’t just out of pure interest like you’d thought. 

 You want to kick yourself a little for being so naïve. 

 The shifty look on Yelena’s face all but confirms what you’re thinking. Then she undoes the handle of the box and opens it and yep – you were right that’s definitely a snake. 

 You suck in a breath, jumping up from where you’d been sitting on the couch and backing away. “No. Nope.” 

 The snake, having left the box, is now winding up her arm slowly. Yelena frowns at you. “Why not?” 

 “It’s a snake!” 

 “I know!” she exclaims, now grinning widely. She doesn’t seem to notice that the snake is now dangerously close to her neck. “Cool right?” 

 You grimace, trying to keep your voice from showing your fear. Snakes ate that up. You were sure of it. You can see the ruthlessness in this one’s eyes as its tongue flicks out every few seconds. It was basically taunting you. “That’s not what I’d call it, exactly.”

 “Oh, come on!” she begs. “The guy at the store said no one wanted him! He needs a home!” 

 She has a pout on her face that seems a little upset, but you know her well enough to know she’s not. She just knows that you’re the worlds biggest sucker and the second that it’s directed at you, you’ll fall apart and give in to whatever she wants. 

 And she’s right. Damn her. 

You bite your lip, eyeing the snake warily. “Fine. No more pets though.” 

The pout is now real. 

“But –” 

 You cross your arms. “No. More. Pets.” 

 So that’s that; Sheldon the snake quickly takes up the entire left corner of the apartment and he has every possible thing you think a snake could want as well as a steady supply of mice. 

You do have to admit, to yourself only – Yelena can never know -- that he is kind of cute for a snake. Like a little noodle. A little murderous noodle. 

With fangs. 

-- 

(Almost another year after that, after being surprisingly good about following your ‘no more pets rule’, Yelena rolls over one night while you’re in bed, sitting up on her elbows so she can look at you. 

You already know what’s coming by the speculative glint you can see in her eye, so you return your attention to your book, trying to finish the last sentence on the page before -- 

 “--can we get another dog?” 

You close your eyes and sigh. “We have four dogs already, ‘Lena. No.” 

 As if to solidify your point, one of the dogs that was curled up next to you lifts her head and turns to lick your check. Fondly, you give her a pat and she wags her tail happily. 

There’s a pause and you think that might be the end of it until: “...what about a tarantula?” 

 “No!”)

#yelena belova x reader

[drarrily-we-row-along]

Day 136: Long Drive

Sorry friends. The second half of my week last week was really difficult and I went away for the weekend to recharge. Without further ado, here's the next ficlet. Thanks for your patience <3

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Harry loved the States for a lot of reasons; it was way easier to disappear here than in England; even if people knew his name, they were way less likely to recognize his face; you could basically pick any climate that you wanted and find a place that suited you; and lots of other weird things.

But mostly he loved road trips.

He loved the entire concept behind getting in a car and just driving. The road unfurling endlessly in front of him, windows down, radio turned up and blaring whatever struck his fancy. With Max in the car beside him, wagging his tail and sticking his head out of the window, Harry felt practically weightless.

"Alright, buddy," he told the pittie when he pulled over to grab some breakfast at a little diner, "You hang out in the back, yeah?" he asked, scratching behind his ears and pressing a kiss to the broad bridge of his nose. "Go on," he said, nudging him toward the back that Harry had magically enlarged and turned into a comfortable living space.

Muggles had campers and rvs but with a little bit of magic, the beaten up Subaru served him just fine.

He got out and hit the lock button, listening to the satisfying little beep as he headed toward the diner, catching up his curls and tying them into a loose messy bun on top of his head.

The diner was cute, all red and white checkered decorations and a counter with spinny stools. Harry sat down at one and grabbed a menu, perusing and trying to decide what to order when he heard the crash of something being dropped to the ground and breaking.

His head snapped up and he blinked, wondering if it had been too long since he'd gone to sleep because he had to be hallucinating. "Malfoy?" he spluttered.

(Read more below the cut)

But before the other man could respond there was a shout from the kitchen in the back, "Damn it! You clumsy, stupid ass!" the man shouted and Harry felt himself recoiling from the anger in his voice. "You'll be paying for that!"

"Yes, sir!" Malfoy shouted back, bending over and hastily sweeping up the pieces.

"Well don't mess around with that now!" he shouted. "You've got a customer, you worthless piece of-" his voice trailed off as he slammed a door in the back but Harry could fill in the rest.

"Malfoy?" he repeated as the man in question stepped over to him. "How on earth did you find me?" he asked.

"You found me, Potter," he snapped. "Not the other way around. Now what can I get you?"

"You actually work here?" Harry asked in befuddlement.

Malfoy gritted his teeth, "Obviously. Otherwise I wouldn't be wearing this stupid apron and I wouldn't be getting screamed at by the arsehole that owns this place. What can I get you?" he repeated.

"Umm," he said, glancing down at the menu, "I will definitely have a cup of coffee. And then maybe the first special on your board with scrambled eggs, bacon, and rye toast," he said. "And also grape jelly, if you have it."

"Got it," Malfoy replied, scribbling on the ticket. "Coming right up."

He spun on his heel and strutted off before Harry could say anything more and Harry just stared after him, wondering if he was dreaming.

Malfoy was back a few minutes later with a mug and a coffee pot, filling Harry's cup and sliding it over to him.

"Thanks," Harry said, reaching for the sugar. "What are you-"

"Look," Malfoy hissed, leaning over and keeping his voice low, "Please do not blow this for me. I know that you have no reason to help me but I really need this job, Potter."

Harry blinked and by the time he'd unstuck his tongue from the roof of his mouth, Malfoy was gone again.

It wasn't long before the other man emerged once more, carrying Harry's plate of breakfast. "Here you go," he said as he set it down and slid a couple of grape jelly packets toward him. "Enjoy. Do you need a warm up on your coffee?"

"Uhh," Harry replied, glancing at his half full cup, "Sure."

Malfoy nodded and grabbed the pot to refill his cup.

"When do you get off work?" Harry found himself asking.

The other man's brow furrowed, "Why?"

He shrugged as he slathered jelly onto his toast, "Thought it might be nice to catch up."

"To catch up?" Malfoy repeated. "Is that code for-"

"Hear about your life," Harry supplied.

Malfoy's eyes narrowed, "Fine. I get off at 10:00. If you pretend that you are just a customer passing through I'll give you fifteen minutes."

"Done," Harry replied easily. "So what touristy shite is there to do in this town until 10:00 am?"

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After he finished breakfast, Harry ended up just taking Max for a walk and then to the dog park to chase a ball around him. He'd worked hard to train him the first few months after he'd found him abandoned, tied up to a dumpster and all but starving. And Max had learned quickly, mastering basic commands in no time which was for the best, since people took one look at him and decided he was scary.

He wasn't, he was a sweet boy who loved people and who loved to play but it didn't seem to make any difference. Still, once he was trained, Harry had started taking him to the park and he wouldn't let other people bully them out.

Around 9:30, they headed back to the diner and Harry settled Max into the back, making sure his water bowl was full before he climbed back out of the car and leaned against the hood, waiting.

Malfoy emerged a few minuted after 10:00, looking a bit disheveled in his black t-shirt and skinny jeans, and immediately lit up a cigarette before looking around and spotting Harry. His eyebrows rose like he was surprised to see him before he squared his shoulders and made his way toward him.

"Hey," Harry said, straightening up as Malfoy approached him.

Malfoy blew a stream of smoke out of his mouth, "Hey?" he asked. "Is that really what you have to say to me?" He shook his head, "Just get it over with Potter," he said. "If you want to gloat just fucking gloat so I can move on and go get my groceries."

"I don't want to gloat," Harry protested.

"What do you want, then?" he asked scathingly.

And that was the question, wasn't it? What did Harry want? "Why are you working here?" he asked.

Malfoy rolled his eyes as he exhaled another puff of smoke, "It's amazing where you end up when you're a convicted death eater whose wand is monitored," he replied. "Then add to that the fact that it didn't seem to matter where I got myself set up in muggle London, someone found me and within hours I'd lose whatever job I'd been working. So here I am, just trying to get by and who should appear but the savior himself," he said with a little mock bow. "I should just put my two weeks in here now, at least-"

"I'm not going to tell anyone you're here," Harry said quickly.

"Right," he huffed sarcastically.

"I'm not," he argued, "Because if I told them where you are, they'd know where I've been."

"You're running away too?" Malfoy asked, cigarette dangling loosely from his fingers as he stared at Harry in surprise.

"Obviously," Harry replied. "Come on," he said after a moment. "Your feet must be killing you. I'm sure that arsehole doesn't give you breaks," he added as he opened the hatch.

"You want me to climb into the trunk of your car?"

He rolled his eyes, "I know you think I'm an idiot," he said, "But I'm less of one than you think. Just," he crawled in and stood up, "come on."

After a moment Malofy followed him through but before anything else could happen Max bounded over and all but climbed onto Malfoy's lap.

"Max-" he started to scold before Malfoy started talking over him.

"Oh, hello you sweet baby," he said, pulling Max further onto his lap so he could pet him better and scratch his neck. They looked ridiculous, Max was almost as big as Malfoy, but there he sat anyway, "hello. Aren't you a lovie?" he asked. "Yes you are. You're a giant lovie," he said.

And in that moment, Harry's mind was made up. "Have you ever gone on a road trip?" he asked.

Malfoy looked up at him and Max licked a stripe up his cheek. He laughed and stroked his side, "What?" he asked.

"Have you ever gone on a road trip?" Harry repeated.

"What is that?"

"Like a really long drive," he said. "Where you just get in your car and drive and stop for food when you want to and sleep when you want to." He scratched the back of his neck, "Max and I are headed to California to see the giant redwoods."

"That sounds nice for the two of you," Malfoy replied, steadily patting Max.

"Come with us," Harry said.

The other man blinked. "Sorry?"

"Just," he shrugged, "What else do you have here?"

"A job-"

"That you hate."

"A flat-"

"That is probably smaller than this," he said gesturing to the space they were sitting in.

"What happens when you get sick of me?"

He shook his head, "Come on. Just come with us. If I kick you out I'll give you $5000. That should be enough to help you settle wherever you want, right?"

"Why?"

He stared at him for a moment. There were a thousand reasons that flitted through Harry's mind, a thousand things that he could say, but none of them made any sense. Not yet at least. "Why not?" he settled on.

Malfoy took a slow inhale and then nodded once. "Fine, but you're going to need to make a second bed and we have to stop for my stuff."

"Done," Harry replied, grinning and feeling the familiar feeling of freedom that he felt when he was gliding down the open road unfurling in his chest.

Finally, he was going on an adventure worth having.

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Day 135: Off-Guard | Day 137: Symmetry

#100 drarry drabbles in 100 days #sorry I've been awol for a few days #drarry #drarry drabbles #road trips #down and out draco #running away #freedom

[echoalyssa]

Hi,

I'm sorry if I'm bothering you. I just wanted to ask if you could write something for Chase Hudson. Maybe were you are in the Hype House and they have snakes there. But you are kinda afraid of them, but with the help of chase you touch them. But also like fluff and you hug him, something like that. I don't know if that is possible or not I just wanted to ask because I like your style of writing.

Please stay healty and love u

Snakes | Chase Hudson Request

Authors Note: You aren’t bothering me at all! I love getting things sent to my inbox! I hope you enjoy this, I had lots of fun writing this! I’m actually super into snakes and reptiles so almost launched into a paragraph about morphs... oops. Love you too :)

Chase had recently begun fulfilling his dreams of starting his very own collection of snakes. Now most people would go for something fluffy like a dog, cat or hamster. Though you couldn’t exactly collect those animals. And while Chase loved the fluffy animals, his vampire self had always been the most drawn to those scaly slithery worms.

They just scared you... the lack of limps, the split tongue, the fangs, the thought of one getting loose. It seemed Chase was always coming home with a new snake, always ready to add another one to his collection.

And now Chase is pulling your hand in an attempt to drag you into his bedroom where all the snakes lived. You were screaming and kicking, yelling his name and fighting to get away because... ew snakes. Wasn’t that something that mostly everyone feared?

“Chase! Please, no!” The rest of the house is partly laughing and partly feeling bad because they didn’t like the snakes themselves. “Anyone but me!” You holler, digging your heels into the ground to create some friction and hopefully stop the pulling... to no avail.

He drags you through the door and slams it shut behind the two of you before his long arms wrap around your waist and pull you into him.

“Babygirl... it’s okay I promise. Please just let me show you my babies?”

His voice is begging and because it’s him... your boyfriend you can’t help but relax into him and nod your consent.

After a few moments his grip on you loosens and he looks at the door, still slightly worried that you’ll bolt for the door as soon as he reaches for one of the snakes. Which, quite honestly, is still a possibility.

“So this is my rack,” he gestures to a shelf housing a bunch of plastic bins in the corner of his room. “Currently I’ve got five but my sixth baby will be getting shipped next week as soon as the weather gets better.”

He pulls one of the bins out and you squeal, squirming back towards the door.

“There’s heat tape on the bottom which keeps them warm, because that’s what they need. The rack is just temporary because once we have our own place I’d like to get them into large enclosures so that they’re happier and it looks prettier. They actually all need to be fed today, but dont worry because they’re all on thawed rodents.”

“EW CHASE!” You yell at him. Of course you were glad he wasn’t chucking live rats or mice at them but it was still terrible to think of it.

He laughs, “They couldn’t be vegetarians even if they wanted to.”

He pulls out a fully black snake and the animal immediately curls around his hand and begins to climb up his chest and wind around his neck like a scarf.

“Chase!”

He laughs softly, not in a way that would ever come across as making fun of you but you know that he would never do that. It’s okay, she’s harmless. I do this with her all the time, this is just how she’s most comfortable.

“She could strangle you!”

He smiles and easily removes the snake that was wound around his neck only to let her go back. She seems to settle into him and decide to go back to slee.

“That’s...”

“Want to touch her? Or at least let me come a few feet closer.”

You had to admit, you’d never seen a fully black snake and you could see why Chase was intrigued. While you’re watching the snake Chase steps closer to you, so that he’s barely three feet away. Allowing you a good view of her. She truly is a beautiful creature.

“You can poke her if you want to. I’ll even hold her head or cover her eyes so she can’t see or get to you.”

She was so fascinating, and slowly the fear was ebbing away, you may never hold her or interact with any snakes larger than her but you couldn’t deny the fact that you wanted to poke her.

So very tentatively you reach out a hand a poke her, close to her tail. It’s quick and you quickly retract your hand after it’s done. She’d felt very smooth and hadn’t even moved from her perch on your boyfriend. And because you had done it once, the curiousity in you growing. So you reach out and stroke her. Letting your fingers run over her scales. You pull away after you reach the end of her.

That’s about all you want to do with her but Chase is beaming. “I’m so proud of you,” he says softly as he puts the snake back. He leans over to kiss you softly and then pulls back to grin at you.

“Want to see another one?”

#tiktok #tiktok star #chase #Hudson #lil Huddy #chase hudson #chase hudson imagine #chase hudson x reader #lil huddy x reader #lil huddy imagine #snake #chase hudson snake

[wolf-and-bard]

The Geraskier (and Lambden) H2O: Just Add Water AU of my dreams (bc Mermay is almost over and I haven’t done a thing for it and putting Geraskier into my favourite teenage shows is too much fun; this got long and messy):

-Geralt, Eskel, and Lambert grew up on the coast of Australia on an estate that is very big and private with its own sectioned-off part of the beach; among all their surfer kid school friends they are definitely the outcasts; they keep to themselves a lot and everyone thinks it’s because of their overprotective father who keeps them from throwing the best parties and also doesn't want them to go out into the ocean or have swimming lessons

-Vesemir is overprotective, but not for the reason everyone thinks; whenever he and/or his boys come into contact with water, they turn into mer-boys, complete with shimmering golden tails; he hoped this genetic oddity would pass them by, but it didn’t and so he taught them to be very careful for fear of them getting hurt

-they all cope with this in different manners: Geralt and Eskel mostly use their ability to do good; they protect little turtles from falling prey to predators, they collect trash from the bottom of the ocean; they also wrestle in the water a lot; Lambert tries to forget this is a thing and stays as far away form any body of water as he can; he spends most of his time secluded in his room, listening to edgy grunge music; sometimes his brothers can lure him out for a round of waterball in their private pool

-Jaskier is one of the popular kids one grade below Geralt (together with Lambert). He always gets the lead role in theatre, he has dozens of friends and a cool band and his outfits are outrageously fashionable; he vlogs a lot, he vlogs so much that anyone who has half a mind to get invested in his life will know everything from his morning routine to the night cream he uses; his favourite cafeteria lunch, the name of his teddy bear and his least favourite cousin

-Jaskier is also determined to befriend Geralt and his bros; he grew up in the same street as them and ever since he discovered Instagram, he’s been dying to take some shots in that house; he’s been over once, when Vesemir made the mistake of inviting a few kids Lambert’s age to his birthday party which ended up in a cake-throwing disaster; little Jaskier thought it was a great idea to tow the garden hose in and clean everything which ruined Vesemir’s favourite rug and had Geralt turn into a mer-boy on the spot; needless to say, Jaskier attributes this memory to a fever dream

-So, Jaskier starts following Geralt and Eskel around (he knows he’ll have no luck with Lambert) and they brush him off every opportunity they get

-What Jaskier doesn’t realize is that Geralt is hardcore in love with him, like so much so that his poor teenage mind cannot stop producing hormones on overload; he spends a lot of time out in the depths to distract himself from this

-What Jaskier also doesn’t realize is that he is falling for Geralt; it’s only for the sake of the 'gram, he tells himself, and because his followers seem to love the chunky mysterious senior with his strangely white hair

-Jaskier’s followers figure it out, the whole school figures it out, Lambert and Eskel figure it out (Geralt lets the guy sit at their lunch table, of course they’re in love) and eventually, even Geralt figures it out. Only Jaskier doesn’t and Geralt has a big-ass secret to keep anyway

-and so, to get rid of his pent-up frustration, he dives deeper and deeper; Eskel starts to worry, Vesemir says it’s just a phase, Lambert plainly doesn’t care

-Speaking of: Aiden is the snarky rich kid / bully that spends way too much time obsessing over uncovering their secret (bc he thinks he’s smart and always thought something about Vesemir was weird and he doesn’t like how they make such a fuss over their privacy). when he invities the three to one of his pool parties, he tries everything to make them reveal what they have going on, but Geralt doesn’t even show and Eskel keeps disappearing to play with Aiden’s dog and so Aiden is stuck with Lambert whom he definitely has a crush on, but won’t ever admit it. they’re enemies, okay? there’s a lot of tension and they end up drunkenly making out behind garden shed, something they both regret in the morning; Lambert doesn’t leave his room for a week straight and feigns a flu so he doesn’t have to meet Aiden at school; Aiden and Jaskier are friends ofc

-one day at school Geralt and Jaskier hang out on the lunch break alone because Eskel’s on a zoo trip with his class and Lambert is avoiding Aiden so he spends all his time holed up beneath the seats of the football field writing angry poems; Jaskier’s forgotten to charge his camera battery so it’s just them, stealing fries off each other’s plates, actually talking for once and Geralt’s sweating because Jaskier sits so close their knees bump and he looks ridiculously cute in his pastel dungarees and there’s this spot of ketchup on his nose that Geralt’s just itching to reach out and wipe away

-Jaskier isn’t all that hungry and he watches Geralt devour a third slice of pizza when he remembers his stupid childhood fever dream; he tells Geralt all about it, the cake fight, the ensuing mess and how he distinctly remembers Geralt growing a fish-tail and flopping around on the living room floor while Vesemir was screaming at them all to get out. “Funny, isn’t it? What your brain can make up?”; Geralt turns chalk-white and splutters a fake laugh

-he isn’t at school the next day and neither are Eskel or Lambert

-nor the next

-they are all a bit afraid, cautious and they just need to spend a few days, just the four of them, throwing themselves into the waves and being free of the shackles of their secrets; they chase each other around, they play some water ball and Vesemir makes them hot cocoa and rubs them dry the way he used to when they were younger and still unable to handle their transformation well

-as he does this, Vesemir thinks about moving somewhere more secure where there are less people, but he can’t take the boys’ life away; Geralt is clearly happy with Jaskier, Lambert’s coming around to opening up to someone, even if that someone is a giant asshole, and Eskel’s too easily unsettled to move elsewhere

-by the third day the boys don’t appear at school - and answer none of his texts - Jaskier gets unsettled; his followers urge him to just go and visit Geralt (they also finally enlighten Jaskier about his own feelings) and Jaskier does. thankfully, his camera is still uncharged and he forgot his phone at home or he would have filmed what he saw as he climbed their garden fence very ungracefully (no one opened the door)

-Geralt went too far out, too deep and got caught in the undertow of some massive waves, then was pulled under and cut himself on some rocks; Jaskier just about catches Eskel and Lambert dragging their brother ashore, his tail flopping helplessly; there’s blood washing away in the waves; Geralt’s eyes are closed and Jaskier understands with rare clarity that somehow this is his fault

-he hurtles towards Geralt, kicking up mud, so afraid that Geralt is going to die and as he does so he calls for Geralt, ignores Lambert’s curses and Eskel’s glower. They gently lower Geralt to the sand where the other two are out of reach of the hungry waves and Lambert runs for Vesemir, Eskel crouches down by Geralt’s tail, inspecting his wounds; meanwhile Jaskier is completely unfazed by the mer-boy thing, he simply drags Geralt’s head onto his lap and strokes his hair, apologizing over and over

-once Geralt is transformed back into human form, his wounds are patched up and Vesemir has given him a thorough lecture, he and Jaskier cuddle on the back porch couch and Jaskier keeps altering between laughing and crying; it’s ridiculous, Geralt is a mer-boy, but also he looked so fragile being hauled out of the water and Jaskier just loves him so fucking much

-and Geralt loves him back. and that’s how a spot of angst orchestrates their happily ever after

-meanwhile Aiden finds out when he has Lambert over for some making out one day and thinks it’s a funny idea to deposit his not-boyfriend in the pool mid-kiss; Lambert just floats in the pool, arms crossed, tail beating, waiting for Aiden to call the cops on him, but Aiden is super turned on and jumps in the pool with him and there’s more making out

THE END

#the witcher #my geraskier dream aus #geraskier #geralt x jaskier #mermay #merman!geralt #and co #jaskier #lambert #aiden #eskel #modern au #let's pretend like I'll write this for mermay next year #lambden #silly #high school drama #fluff #angst

[asingleheart-shapedbraincell]

Obey Me! Brothers as Werewolves

Lucifer

Gonna remind everyone now that alpha theory was disproven and actual wolf packs act as family units

That being said - alpha, clearly

Not because he's the strongest (though he is) but because he's the most nurturing

Considers all his brothers (and you) to be his responsibility and under his care

Second biggest in wolf form (next to Beel)

Thick, dark fur, great in winter but in summer hates how hot and itchy it gets. Shedding his winter coat is an EVENT. Scratch him and fluff just falls out by the handfuls

Hates how patchy he looks when shedding, very grumpy when its happening

Refuses to ask for help when it comes to brushing out his coat, but if you're somewhere private he is very happy to just lie there whilst you brush out all that itchy loose fluff

Also just very nice to pet in general, but rarely let's you outside of softer moments :/

Not outwardly aggressive - when correcting his brothers behaviour hes more likely to just growl softly instead of going for a full snarl. If he actually shows his teeth then things are serious and you might want to have some final words with your jugular

Isn't very affectionate in public, but is very protective - wherever you go, if hes in his wolf form hes by your side, or at the very least is keeping an eye on you

If anyone he doesnt like the look of approaches you, he calmly places himself between the two of you. If that isn't enough trust me, a staring contest with those eyes isn't going to last long

Mammon

Pretty boyyo

White fur thats not nearly as thick and long as Lucifer's but still has a substantial ruff

Uses his wolf form to run away from loan sharks a lot (hey, four legs are quicker than two, right?)

Also loves the attention he gets from girls - he knows he's handsome in both forms, but girls say it more when they think he can't understand them

Sheds the least of all the brothers, but since his coat is so pale his hair is more noticeable so he still gets flack for getting it on the furniture

Hes still needy as a wolf

You know those videos of huskies throwing massive tantrums??? Yeah, hes on that level, his dramatics only kept in check by his tsundere nature

Loves it when you pet him. He'll pretend he doesn't, but the second you stop hes gonna start whining

(Doesn't) hate it when you baby-talk him

Not generally aggressive within the pack, just prickly - maybe a growl or a huff here and there, maybe a snap if someone's really pushing his buttons

He is possessive tho

Will physically put himself between you and other people to get your attention. If the other person doesn't take the hint, then he's showing teeth

If you don't let him sleep in the room with you, you'll open your bedroom door the next day and find him curled up outside

Definitely wants to put his head in you lap and have you stroke him til he falls asleep but refuses to admit it

Gets jealous if you're petting another brother at the same time as him and will throw a tantrum and try to shove them away from you

He was your first pact, which means he has first dibs on all cuddles!!!! What do ya mean that's not a rule??? Thats totally a rule!!!!

Leviathan

'Hes not dog friendly'

Spends very little time in his wolf form (its hard to game without opposable thumbs)

Does sometimes shift out of shock tho

Like, if you kiss him unexpectedly, poof! There's a wolf infront of you, who's blushing lobster red underneath all that fur

Will hide under the bed

✨separation anxiety✨

Glued to your side in wolf form, because he doesn't like or trust other people or wolves (and definitely NOT because he likes your company and wants you to maybe pet him 😳😳😳)

Kinda likes that you can't see him blushing when he's in wolf form

Will lie next to you and wait for you to initiate pets. Especially loves it when you scratch him behind the ears.

Because hes a shut in and doesn't spend a lot of time in his wolf form, his fur is the messiest - patchy winter coat, small tangles, really just needs a good brush (but only if you do it)

Not really aggressive to others, just not friendly. Maybe a growl every now and then, and sometimes a tantrum gets thrown, but thats it

Satan

Still quite cat-like

Hes not going to be throwing any loud husky-like tantrums

Doesn't like that he can't read books in wolf form (difficult to turn pages without hands) but does enjoy the emotional release for his anger when it comes to hunting Hell-Hinds and other demonic deer.

Fur is short, sleek, a lovely pale gold and well-kept (when it isn't bloodied by his most recent hunt)

When he isn't hunting he does enjoy stretching out infront of a fireplace and warming his fur

Is unopposed to being brushed when he's in the position, and may even allow you to pet his head gently, but thats it

Might lay his head in your lap tho

Sheds the least of all the brothers

Still tries to control his temper in wolf form, but you better hope he maintains it because those teeth can issue you a one-way ticket to the afterlife

Sometimes snaps or growls at his brothers, but is more likely to just leave the room if they're annoying him. If they're in his room then they're getting chased out with their tail between their legs (except Lucifer who wouldn't invade his space like that)

Asmodeus

Who's a pretty boy???? Who is???

Its him!!!!!!

Friendliest of all the brothers, if only because he loves the attention people give him

Will walk up to you and just wait for the compliments (not unusual, tbf)

Doesn't love the hunting side of being a wolf - mud???? Blood??? Sweat???? In MY fur??????? I don't think so

Only really partakes when necessary, or if he's decided to go for a roguishly disheveled look that day

Uses his wolf form as an excuse to get affection that would be less appropriate in his human form - belly rubs, giving you puppy-dog eyes to be let up onto the bed, getting you to give him a bath - stuff that Lucifer would be more likely to reprimand him for when he wasn't a wolf

Softest fur of all the brothers - sleek, silky and always throughly brushed out, even when shedding. Plus, loves being pet so long as you don't mess up his fur too much.

Beelzebub

GOOD BOY GRANDE

The biggest of boys, the goodest of boys

Loves being in wolf form because its even easier to get food from people

You think his puppy eyes are bad NOW??? WAIT UNTIL HES AN ACTUAL PUPPY

Very comfortable in his wolf form, spends the most time out of all the brothers like that

Has absolutely no shame begging food from people's tables, no matter where you are. Also has no shame stealing food from people's tables, but will whine and act ashamed if they yell at him

Dont yell at him. He's baby.

Incredibly fluffy red coat, that and the amount of muscle underneath makes him the biggest wolf in the pack by far

Big doggy grin that could melt any heart

So tall that when he wags his tail you have to make sure it doesn't sweep everything off the table

Also loves being pet and doesn't mind baby talk at all. You can treat him like an actual dog and he won't get mad - he'll play fetch with you if you really want, but as a warning, the stick might end up more than a little chewed

Will, however, also go digging through people's bins

Also kinda slobbery

Is pretty much never aggressive, but then again, who would be stupid enough to provoke something with that much muscle and teeth???

If you scritch the right spot behind his ear his leg kicks out. He's not ashamed. More scritches pls.

But his favourite spot for scritches are under his jaw and his chin

WHAT ARE YOU EATING??? HEY!!! NO!!!! WHAT IS IN YOUR MOUTH???? BEEL YOU CANT EAT CHOCOLATE WHEN YOURE A WOLF!!!!! DROP IT!!!! DROP IT!!!!

Belphagor

Smallest of the wolves

Enjoys sleeping in wolf form because the fur adds an extra level of cosiness

You will just find him curled up in a nest of pillows with his nose tucked under his tail. Or flopped across a sofa, until Lucifer yells at him to get off the furniture

Has that intense stink-eye that some huskies are capable of.

Sometimes forgets to shift, or can't be bothered and will just wander around attempting to do people things until he realises hes in the wrong body - you ever gone to brush your teeth and then realised you need hands for that???

Definitely walks around holding his cow pillow in his mouth, or sometimes a plushie

Or dragging a blanket

Honestly its very cute

Does enjoy being gently pet as his drifts of to sleep

Which is good because his fur is always mussed up from his last nap

But if he falls asleep on you???? You're not moving. Sorry not sorry. This is your life now.

Little wolf bleps when he sleeps ➖👅➖

Has definitely vomited in Lucifers shoes as a wolf at least once, simply out of spite

Thick fur, but not long. Sheds a lot, but his fur is so dark you don't see it as much.

Lets out little muffled woofs and yips when he sleeps, and twitches when he dreams of running

If you scratch the right spot when hes sleeping, his leg will kick out the same as Beels, but if you do it when hes awake he'll get embarrassed and either leave, or give you a warning nip

The most aggressive with other pack members - hes just kinda bratty. Huffs a lot and is quick to give out little nips when he isn't happy, though he isn't much of a growler and never goes farther than that

Won't play fetch like Beel, but if you're REALLY lucky, he'll bring you a plushie of your own when he joins you for a nap

(Also, im relatively new to the game, I know there was a vampire event, if there was a werewolf event im unaware of it atm, but this is just for fun anyway)

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me swd #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #obey me beel #obey me asmo #obey me levi #werewolves #obey me au #obey me werewolf au #obey me werewolves #werewolf au #obey me werewolf

[the-slasher-files]

Alright allow me to overanalyze on Asa Emory’s character, if you don’t mind... 

THE COLLECTOR AND HIS DOGS

Basically this is just me nerding out over dogs and the life of having working dogs also the connection Asa might have to them, so don’t mind me. Now if you do not know I am a person who owns 3 dogs myself, is a big dog lover, have worked with many many different types and characters of dogs, and also follow different sports and clubs with dogs involved. So from experience and research this is where I get this info I'm gonna share ;) hope you enjoy my ted talk🔪💕

In the first movie The Collector Asa has a German Shepard chained up outside the home, using it as a first of many strings in protection. Later on in the movie you get a better look at the dog and what it can do; searching and wanting to lock onto a target, any target. Now this is different from protection work and leads more into a German dog sport called schutzhund. This sport is the ability to test just how good your working dog is at working, it is based from protection work, to tracking, to obedience, to bite. 

This training style is very severe in some cases, and this is what the police use for their training more often than not. It takes a very particular person to have dogs in this sport, even if it is just for fun. And we all know just how particular Asa is lol. 

Now who is the type of person to put their dogs into this? A very interesting one. First of all, anyone who is really into this work will hand pick the type of dog they want, from breed to working lines (meaning how well the dogs parents did in competition, as well as how the breeder is with other dogs). Now you can choose as well where you get these dogs from, could be from Europe to America doesn’t matter, it is up to the soon to be owners choice. Either way these dogs are expensive and need heavy hours set into them to achieve the level of training Asa has his dogs working on, and even more so in the second movie by working together. These people often have a huge thing with power and control, which we already know from Asa, but also they usually need/have extreme self-discipline wanting to be perfect in every aspect, could be a dogs position next to you if they aren’t as close that gets you fucked up because they could not defend you properly. Everything needs to be flawless. 

With all this work, self-discipline and control it can be extremely rewarding, especially for Asa in this case to see someone get their face ripped off, it is in his sadistic nature. Even having the dogs presence is often enough to intimidate anyone, in a lot of police work situations people will flee or hide somewhere if they know it is just a single officer, but once the dog gets brought in people more than likely surrender, fast and easy. If anyone of Asa’s collection pieces chooses to run or hide, the dogs can sniff out where they go, they can out run people and will bite, at least without the dogs people could have a chance. Another good thing about dogs is that they alert, if Asa is working and the dogs bark he will know exactly where that person is easily. 

So to overview what I just rambled about before getting into the next topic, Asa is a very control oriented person, needing to have power over something and be very strategic in doing so. Getting off on the intimidation and fear factor of his victims, and even more so when people get bit. These dogs are also for his own protection, caring about himself and his beautiful collection first, and maybe even caring for the double life he leads more. It also can make Asa’s life easier, not having to always make the kill himself, and this leads me to believe that it isn’t really the kill that gets him off, it is the chase, the skill he has taken and the victims skill of getting away that drives him. Almost uses the dogs in more annoyance just because people aren’t dying and getting in his way or messing with his stuff. I mentioned skill a sentence back and I want to bring it up again because I think it’s important; Asa can appreciate the skill of his victims, it makes it more thrilling but also I think he has a deep appreciation for his dogs skills, being extremely hard working and intelligent creatures, like himself and some victims. Now with the thing about Asa taking his favorites, he is trying to find the right one, the perfect one, making more sense for him to have dogs, Asa can mold his perfect dog, using only working dogs, dogs that love to please and want to be perfect for you.            

Now moving on to the next topic - Connections. So this could go two ways, a good way and a bad, no in between. The majority of people grow extreme bonds with their dogs, especially their working dogs, all the hours you put into the training and you have to trust your dog and they have to trust you. In the military specifically dogs build one of the strongest connections with the soldiers, they are their comfort because they see the same things and yet still have a wagging tail, they can save each others lives, protect one another and appreciate each other deeply for skill and for love. Now there are other people, most common in police work because the dogs can sometimes be too intense or have certain contracts but, these people don’t take their dogs home or when they are home they stay in one room or kennel mostly. Sometimes there are dogs that just can’t adapt to home life and just want to work, but sometimes they can make wonderful family and house dogs. At the same time it is up to the owner choosing what they want for the dog. 

Something strikes me with Asa that he genuinely loves his dogs but at the same time some of his actions make me think twice. In the first movie the dog is chained up away from the dangerous traps of the inside, he is protecting the dog at first, but moving along in the movie he releases the dog into the home going after Arkin. Now this is the dogs job mind you, so Asa trusts him, but also you can see a lot of traps or dangers have been removed so the dog can work safely and knows the dog is smart enough to avoid some of the obvious traps. He lets him work but also wants to help the dog, perhaps not wanting the dog to get seriously hurt or maybe just finally finishing Arkin off. Also the scene where Asa is outside and calls off the dog when he is biting a guy, again maybe for safety of the pet maybe just to watch the man struggle. Ultimately the dog dies in the first one, but Asa watches very carefully when the dog is going after Arkin, and there is almost a ‘sadness’ or maybe curiosity to Asa’s face, and I think he knows in that moment his dog is sadly dead. 

In The Collection you don’t see the dogs really work that much, you only see them barking at Abby then barging in the room with Asa, so it is hard to really see any connections. From both movies I would say Asa takes the dogs with him for the most part, takes them to ‘jobs’ and brings them to the hotel. Now at the hotel it is important to notice the dogs do not have free range or else we would see them probably a lot more. My best guess is that Asa cares for the dogs and doesn’t want them getting hurt by his traps until he knows who the people are, that’s when he loses it, literally going in all guns a blazing. When he does bring the dogs out they are only with him, aka his control and protection side coming out. Now in this scene Asa has an assault rifle that he uses in tandem with the dogs, but I noticed carefully watching the scene, Asa never shoots towards the dogs, he lets them work, again trusting them deeply, if he did shoot around not caring for them the bullets would have defiantly hit Arkin and wounded him or killed him. Of course after this scene we don’t really get to see Asa in any sort of grief, (which I really wanted lol) he is just busy trying to kill everyone else and not get caught by the cops. 

Then in the final scene of The Collection we see Asa’s home, this is like months after the events at the hotel from what I can tell, but we see no dogs, not a trace. Simply he maybe could not have gotten anymore dogs since his collection was destroyed and he doesn’t really need dogs to protect his stuff any longer, or maybe Asa did not find new dogs that he wanted yet, or just maybe they were locked in the house away in a room, keeping his house spotless. Who knows it is all up to the person watching, I don’t think they expected a dog crazy person to be diving this deep lol.

So my final thoughts. I personally think Asa really likes his dogs and they bring him good company and something to have power over in his regular life. Once you have a dog, especially dogs that take so much work and training time it is very hard for people to just stop having dogs. Also being a biologist I think he can deeply appreciate them for their intelligence and skill. If anyone says Asa would like cats you can fuck off because look what happened to the cat in the first movie, it was clumsy and got itself killed, plus look at his house, not a thing knocked over lol, a cat would never do for him. Anyway thank you for coming to my ted talk and letting me nerd out! Fill free to add your own thoughts.       

This is Aero from the first movie, a German Shepard that might be from some European lines, but looks mostly American to me.     

Now I sadly couldn’t find these dogs names, but these 2 are a little different. To me the one on the left looks like a European line longer fur german shep. While the one on the right looks like a belgian malinois maybe with some shepard in it. 

#welcome to my ted talk #character analysis #asa emory #the collector #the collection #horror #slashers #slashy types #my writing #dr emory #dogs #working dogs #the collector 2009 #the collection 2012

[nattikay]

So I saw this post while browsing toa tags the other day. While I don’t think being obsessed with the school mascot automatically makes Toby a furry (though it is funny to joke about lol) since “being a furry” actually just means “being a fan of anthropomorphic animals” and doesn’t necessarily require any form of costuming or interest in such, it did get me thinking, hmmm...if he was a furry, what would his fursona be? 🤔 And from there I started wondering what Jim’s and Claire’s would be as well because y not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  

BUT WAIT, I hear you say--haven’t you already drawn the trio as werewolves and wolfwalkers etc.? Wouldn’t those be their fursonas??

Well yes....but actually no.

I guess it’s a little hard to explain, but there’s a nuance between “[person] but as an animal” and a proper “fursona”. While a fursona is an animal character used to represent its person, it doesn’t have to physically resemble them at all as you would expect [person]-but-as-[animal] to. For example, if you were to design me but as a cat, you’d probably give it light brown fur and green eyes like I have irl. But my fursona, unlike my human self, actually has blue fur and purple eyes. You can give your fursona matching physical traits to your own if you want to, and some people do, but most use only a pinch of their irl appearance, if any at all.

The choices people make when designing their fursonas vary wildly from “it looks like me irl” to “it looks like who I want to be”  to “I just really like this color scheme” to “this particular color/marking holds deep personal meaning to me” to “this particular pattern represents a particular defining moment in my life” to “idk it looks cool and i vibe with it” etc. etc. etc. Everyone has different reasons of varying depth for the decisions they make in designing their fursona.

Therefore, to design a fursona for Toby etc., it’s less a question of “what would this character look like as [insert species here]?” and more of “how would this character choose to present himself with his own [animal] character?”

And that’s a much trickier game than just transferring a character aesthetic to a new species. ^^; We have to kinda dive into the characters and makes some guesses about how they, if given infinite creative freedom to design an animal avatar with no rules or limits, would choose to present themselves.

So all that said, here’s what I came up with:

Starting with Toby because he’s the one who inspired the post. I think Toby might choose a wolfdog fursona. A lot of people who choose wolves as fursonas consider themselves to be overwhelmingly loyal to their friends, a trait that fits Toby very well. However, while Toby likes to be “cool”, I don’t think he really thinks of himself as much of an “alpha” type--he’s more of a sidekick, and he knows that, and he’s ok with that. He’s the wingman. So what better way to incorporate that than to add dog into the mix? Man’s best friend=Jim’s best friend. Sociable, humorous, and unwaveringly loyal. Wolfdog it is!

With the species decided, we can move on to the design itself.

I can’t imagine any form of Toby in anything other than warm colors. This is extra emphasized by the flamelike patterns on his legs and tail, which both speaks to his desire to be totally awesome-sauce as well as acts as an allusion to his flaming warhammer. It’s fairly common (not universal, but common) for people to give their fursonas a more “ideal” physique than the person actually has as a sort of way to live by proxy physical goals or fantasies they’ve been unable to attain irl for whatever reason. Given that we’ve seen Toby struggle with fitness from time to time, it wouldn’t shock me to see him take this route. His wolfdog self is still relatively short and stocky, but it’s all muscle, babey. 

This fursona is strong, fun, boisterous, and generally just kicks butt. Concentrated awesomesauce flows through his veins. Just don't mess with his friends, or you’ll feel the flames!

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Moving on to Jim. Jim was the hardest to nail down, and most definitely the hardest to keep my personal biases out of oof. Which I may have failed to do anways because yes, ok, I made my favorite character a blue feline, sue me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  But hear me out first!

For Jim I ultimately settling on a cheetah/lion hybrid.

Cheetahs, in a way, are sort of the underdogs (er...cats?) of the feline world--at least, in their local ecosystems. They are built wholly for speed, not strength--and as such, just about every other large predator in their environment has them beat when it comes to raw strength. Remind you of a certain Trollhunter? plus the long lanky legs. don’t forget those lol

However, because of this disadvantage, cheetahs...usually surrender. They know it’s not worth it to defend their kill from larger, stronger opponents, so they’ll give it up and just catch something else. This aspect doesn’t quite fit our protective, selfless protagonist all too eager to risk everything to save his loved ones--so a pure cheetah may not be the right choice.

So what animal is brave and protective? That’s where the lion part comes in, of course!

Why not just make him a pure lion? Well, a little similar to making Toby a wolfdog instead of a pure wolf. A straight-up lion feels a little too “chad” for our sweet Jimbo. Too much of a jock. 

Jim has the humble underdog nature of a cheetah as well as the bravery and fierce protective drive of a lion. Cheelion? Leetah? idk, but let’s design it!

Like Toby and warm colors, I don’t think I can possibly associate Jim with any color but blue. While it’s never directly stated, given that we’ve never really seen him wear any other color (with the exception of the Eclipse armor), I think it’s pretty safe to assume that that’s his favorite. Blue sweater, blue jeans, blue shoes, even his backpack and bedsheets are blue. So naturally, his fursona would be predominantly blue as well! Plus some yellowish accents to (somewhat) match the natural colors of his chosen species(s).

I imagine he originally designed the character without horns, but then added them after becoming the Trollhunter, since it became such a major and impactful aspect of his life.

His lion’s mane also continues down his back in imitation of the “mantle” found on baby cheetahs. This youthful feature could subtly represent the fact that he’s been forced to grow up too fast and take on so much responsibility so young--so his fursona can still be young and carefree as long as he likes even while his real self struggles with the weight of the world on his shoulders.

This fursona is relaxed, calm, and confident. He’s not just cool--he’s crispy!

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Lastly but not leastly, we have Claire. Out of the three, I think Claire was actually the easiest to choose--or at least, I had the clearest idea of what I thought she might go for.

Claire is a bit of an interesting duck, because while she’s shown to be fairly popular at school, she’s definitely far from the stereotype of The Popular Girl™. Yes she’s smart and pretty, but she’s also a little spunky or even a bit quirky--she’s a theatre kid, she’s a huge fan of hard rock band Papa Skull, and while I wouldn’t quite call her “rebellious” per se, she’s certainly willing to bend some rules if she feels the situation calls for it (not telling her parents that she was going to the concert with Steve, literally sneaking into Jim’s basement to try to find out what was up with him, etc).

That said, I think Claire might go for a hyena fursona--something a little out of the box, but not totally out of left field. (she also shows a slight Gurl Power™ streak here and there “the staff was not meant to be wielded by man--” “I am not a man!!!”) and if you know anything about hyenas...well, yeah lol)

I think Claire would lean into her punk-rock “rebellious” side with her fursona design. This character is completely free of the pressure of being the councilwoman’s daughter and having to maintain her mother’s public reputation, and thus allows Claire to express a less restrained side of herself. She has a bold semi-edgy color scheme with bright accents (and some earrings to match her person’s hair clips) while still remaining feminine and (her own brand of) fashionable. 

This fursona is spunky and sassy; she’s spicy and sweet all rolled up into one. She knows what she wants and she’s not afraid to chase it down. She lives her own life and she’s dang proud of it.

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....sooooo yeah there’s my take on what Toby’s, Jim’s, and Claire’s fursonas could hypothetically be. And I guess since this post was inspired by a joke about Toby’s infatuation with the school mascot, here’s just some quick thoughts on how they might approach fursuiting to end us off:

Jim I don’t see as much of a suiter. He might try it once or twice if given the opportunity, but at the end of the day it’s not really his cup of tea--he’d rather act as the “handler” for his friends, if anything.

Toby and Claire, on the other hand, I could definitely see as suiters. In fact, with her interest in acting, Claire would probably particularly enjoy it--she’d be one of those suiters who really gets into character, absolutely refuses to break the magic publicly (outside of any actual medical emergency), and popular at cons because she just performs so well. 

Toby, meanwhile, would be the more chill type--uses his normal voice in-suit, isn’t really too stressed about “breaking the magic”, just kinda hanging around like he would normally except “look I’m a talking dog, cool right?”. 

also while I was typing this it occurred to be that since Eli is canonically a cosplayer then he could be a fursuiter as well; in his case i imagine he actually made his own suit it’s a protogen and it’s full of little LEDs and other electric gadgets, it’s not the prettiest thing ever as sewing is not his forte but boy did he try!! good for him. good for him

#so anyways I put way too much thought into this...enjoy I guess? #trollhunters #tales of arcadia #toby domzalski #jim lake jr #claire nuñez #furry #my art

[supercorpkid]

April Fools.

Supercorp, Kara Danvers x Daughter!Reader, Lena Luthor x Daughter!Reader

Word count: 1515.

“Mom, I’m the most horrible person in the world.” You say as soon as Lena steps in the house.

“Your uncle Lex will be so sad to hear that he got dethroned.” She smiles, too proud of her own joke, and you smile back at her, getting distracted for a second. You remember what you were doing and stop smiling immediately.

Lena does her entire routine before going inside. She takes off her coat, hangs her purse on the hanger next to the door, before making her way to the kitchen.

“Mom, I’m serious.” You show her the broken glass on the kitchen floor and Lena furrows her brows. She has a moment of realization and she looks at you, mouth agape.

“No.” It’s the only thing she says.

“I’m sorry! I swear it was an accident.” You watch her coming closer and kneeling on the floor picking up a broken piece.

“Tell me this isn’t what I think it is!”

“Well-I-Yes?” You say, almost like an apology, and she looks up to you from the floor.

“What happened?” She’s getting angrier by the minute.

“I flew in and I didn’t-”

“YOU FLEW IN?” She stands up. She looks like she’s about to spit fire. “How many times did I tell you not to fly inside the house?”

“I know! It was an accident, I thought I had control!” You tell her trying to hold your laughter. You honestly don’t know how she’s falling for it. You flew in? Your powers are not even back yet. And you have a cast on your leg. It’s obviously not a good lie.

“You thought-My God! I swear I think you do this kind of stuff just to aggravate me.” Lena puts her hand on her forehead. “Clean it up.”

“Ok.” You drop your head low. “But can you hold this for me?” You ask, giving her the vase you presumably broke and she looks at you at loss. “April Fools.” You give her a smile and you hear her breathing deep before looking at you.

“I can’t believe you did this.” She looks annoyed, but you see she’s trying to hide a little smile on the corner of her lips.

“Mom. Mom.” You point at your leg. “I mean, it’s your fault you fell for it. I literally have a cast on my leg.”

“Yeah, yeah. I guess I walked right into that one.” She finally smiles a little. And you kiss her cheek. “You still have to clean it up, though.”

“Totally worth it.” You smile before cleaning the floor.

“The weirdest thing happened to me today.” Kara says landing inside of the living room, and you and Lena look up to her. “Every time I flew around in my Supergirl suit, people would just honk and wave.” She sits on the chair with a serious face trying to think what was going on. You press your lips together, trying really hard not to laugh.

“Is that a bad thing?” Lena asks, confused.

“No. I just… I don’t remember doing anything to make them celebrate my presence so much.” Kara says and you turn your head to the side, because it’s getting harder not to laugh.

Lena lifts her eyebrow at you, but says nothing.

“Well, honey, it’s probably just appreciation for your work.” Lena says and Kara stands up, agreeing. “Or…” She adds looking at Kara’s back. “Someone put a ‘honk and wave’ sign on your cape.

“WHAT?” Kara tries to look behind her cape, doing a little twist. She keeps turning around a few times and you can’t help but burst into laughter. “You didn’t!”

“I mean…” You point at her looking like a dog chasing its tail, and Lena helps her out of her cape.

“You! You! How did you do this?” Kara asks, looking at the printed words on her cape and you shrug. “Can I make it disappear?”

“You cannot.” You laugh your answer and Kara huffs sitting back down. She stares at her cape for two minutes.

“What am I going to do? Fly around with a ‘honk and wave’ cape?” She pouts and just imagining it, makes you laugh harder. “Stop laughing! It’s not funny! Why would you do this?”

“It’s April Fools.” You defend yourself and Lena agrees with her head.

“Believe me, I too was a part of this nonsense.” Lena takes Kara’s cape from her hands and looks at it, investigating it.

“I should ground you.” Kara says crossing her arms, and that, that is the funniest joke you’ve heard all day. You fall on the floor, laughing so hard your stomach hurts, and there are tears falling from your eyes. Kara’s eyebrows are pinched together. “I am not joking.”

“Sorry.” You wipe a tear and sit on the floor, looking back at her. “I thought you said you were going to ground me.”

You hear an annoyed hiss and you look at Lena who is looking at you like you’re in deep trouble. But you can’t be, it’s Kara. Kara doesn’t ground you, like ever. So, it’s cool.

“That’s exactly what I said.” She looks way too upset over a stupid joke. “And because you had this reaction, I think it’s the right thing to do.”

“What?” You sit up straight, looking shocked. “It was a joke! Just a prank. For April Fools.”

“You went too far. You ruined my cape. How do you want me to wear it now?”

“You could just stop wearing it all together. Capes are lame, anyway!”

“You’re lame.” Kara replies and your eyes widens. “And you’re grounded.”

“MOMMA!” You stand up in complete shock and disbelief. “You-But-You can’t.”

“I absolutely can! What? Do you think that only Lena has that type of authority?” Kara grabs her cape and gives it to you. “You’re grounded, and you’re going to fix this! Now-” She takes a deep breath. “Go to your room.”

“You can’t be serious!” You look at her face that looks extremely serious. “Are you? Are you serious?”

“Dead serious.” Kara takes another deep breath. “Go to your room, young lady.”

Even Lena reacts to that. She makes a loud surprised sound and you look at her, almost asking for help. Lena shrugs, and you can see her eyes tinkling like she thinks that’s the sexiest thing Kara has ever done.

“Wow. Just wow.” You pull the cape completely out of her hands. “When did you become so old?”

She doesn’t answer and you make your way to your room, complete upset by the awful turn this took. Kara has never once grounded you herself. It’s always with Lena’s push or consent. And calling you ‘young lady’? Wow, that was a low blow.

You look at the cape knowing exactly how to remove the stupid ‘honk and wave’ joke, but you’re so mad you don’t want to do it. Regardless of how annoyed you are, you still do your best to remove the print from the thick fabric, and you do a pretty good job, making it look almost new.

It’s Kara who comes to tell you it’s time for you to go to bed, like they do it every night. So, she opens the door from your room, and without saying a word you give her the cape back. She examines it, looking satisfied with the result.

“Very well.” She says throwing her cape over her shoulders. You’re rolling your eyes and biting the inside of your mouth, looking very angry. “What’s with the face?”

“Are you serious?” You throw yourself in bed. “You grounded me.”

“Yeah, so?” Kara looks at you like you’re giving her attitude for nothing. “Lena grounds you all the time.”

“Yes! Lena! Not you. And certainly not over a joke!” You grunt. Kara gives you a little smile and that just makes you frown harder.

“Oh, what? Did I forget to say?” Kara comes closer to you. “Happy April fools, loser!” She then starts laughing at you, making you furrow your eyebrows harder.

“WHAT?” You bark, dumbfounded.

“What? You think you’re the only one who can pull pranks?” She throws herself, still laughing, next to you and wraps her arms around you. “I got you big time.”

“You-Wait.” There’s a smile trying to come out from your lips, but you hold it. “I’m not grounded?”

“No!” She takes her phone out of her pocket and goes to the album. “Look at your reaction when I said you were grounded.”

“You filmed it?” You’re beyond shocked and Kara is so proud of her prank you can’t even be mad at her for it. You two watch the video together, that Lena was filming by the way, and you laugh at your reaction and the expression you make when she says ‘young lady’.

“See, I’m still young at heart.” She kisses your cheek, getting up from the bed, and you smile at her. “By the way, it’s on! I can’t wait for next year.”

“It’s so on.” You agree and you also can’t wait for the next April Fools. You know Kara really well, and this whole thing just escalated to a prank war. It’s going to get wild and awesome!

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