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28 Days

This is part of the KSmutClub Monster Smash Project - Prompt Werewolf

Jimin X Reader Werewolf AU (Tiny bit of Jungkook x Reader)

Summary: A late night run leaves you coming down with something. A Cheating Boyfriend. Whole new world opens up to you which has been under your nose the whole time. Everything within you heightens.

Words:10387

Warnings: Swearing, drinking, SMUT OFC! (Slight BDSM themes, Switch Jimin)

Hope you enjoy :) I had soo much fun writing this! Have some potential ideas for a part two so let me know what ya’ll think :P.

Day 1

Eyes wide, heart racing. Sweat began forming a thin layer on your skin; you were freezing.

The contradicting temperatures of your body refused to settle. Swallowing was uncomfortable with how dry your throat was; you peered over at the silhouette of your sleeping boyfriend held there in exhaustion as you slowly left the warmth and comfort of the bed

Thank god I didn’t wake him

The gem had answered your panic stricken phone call earlier that evening after a dog big enough to be a wolf had chased you while on your evening run. The noise of the awful snarl still ringing around your mind like a pinball machine. Even In its frenzy it had thankfully only managed to leave a semi deep scratch etched into your calf. It seemingly realised its actions and charged away. It bled all the way to the emergency room; it definitely didn’t warrant emergency attention but Jungkook forced you saying it’s a wild animal and ‘you got to make sure you get shots, don’t want you dying of rabies on me’ you remember him joking. You reminded him rabies was more of less non-existent in the country but he was probably right. They put skin closures across it as it wasn’t serious enough for stitches and put a standard sterile white dressing over to protect it. It may not have been serious but it was fucking long, nearly most of your calf. The first dose of your antibiotics was working its way through your system already; they’d decided to give some intravenously.

Avoiding the minefield of clothes trip hazards you made it into the living room, the pale moonlight was converting to a pale dawn. The glass coffee table in the middle of the room danced with shimmering grace in the glow. The light dimmed in the kitchen area, too far away from the window. You hit a switch which illuminated the under cupboard lights bringing life to the marble sides; the carpet turned into tiles, feet not appreciating the temperature or softness change. Reaching up into the cupboard for a glass, you jumped when the front door opened. You was just in one of Kook’s oversized shirts and in this position your underwear was definitely on show. No longer on tip toes you turned as his older brother waltzed in launching his holdall silently onto the sofa which absorbed the noise.

Short leather jacket adorned with zips, simple white V neck shirt tucked into black skinnies and leather biker boots. Yep his standard attire. He looked too good even though you hated to admit it. His eyes were worn and withered, exhaustion seeping off him. Your presence in the kitchen knitted his brows together but you spoke first.

“Jeez Yoongi you like hell, what happened to you?” you spoke softly.

“Could say the same to you” he countered nodding down at your leg.

“Guess I win!” You admitted “I got attacked by a dog, but like it was massive! I was running and it caught up with me out of nowhere and…”

His head popped up from behind the fridge door from where he was busy searching for sustenance.

“Wait… by a dog? How? Where?” Concern blossomed in his naturally dark eyes.

“As I WAS saying, I was running and it just caught up with me and his claw just caught my leg. It kind of backed off when I fell and ran off. Did I say it was huge! Like beaming yellow eyes too!” you placed your glass on the side behind you and leaned against the work top arms folded.

“Yeah but WHERE?” he asked curt.

Jeez he can be so cranky when he’s tired

“Erm… In Crest Park Woods” you responded ignoring his bluntness like you would assignments; also hesitant as you knew your location would likely trigger…

“I’ve told you both not to go there at night! Shit” he barked albeit quietly, huge frown announcing displeasure. He suddenly seemed agitated, almost panicky with his movements.

“Well I tell you to put the dishwasher on and you ignore me the same” you bit back defensive against his unwarranted agitation.

“Besides I’m fine, I didn’t need stitches, the doctors gave me antibiotics, stop being dramatic”

“Why did you let her go” his harsh words directed behind you. Jungkook had appeared in the living room doorway, heavy eyed and rubbing them to some form of life. His hair poofy and messy, shirtless, trackies hanging onto his hips admiring the view above.

“Hey, I can’t tell her what to do man, I was training for most of the evening, got her call when I was getting changed” even his words were sleepy.

“You know I tell you it’s not safe at night” he reiterated

“No parks or woods are safe at night in this day and age Yoongi” Kook piped up.

“Y/N please come back to bed, take the weight off your leg” he pleaded drowsy.

It was too early for this.

“Fine” you droned eyes rolling your disapproval quietly grateful to be out of this situation which you could sense was starting to sour.

“Oh you can’t tell her what to do?” You heard Yoongi jab at Jungkook as you left. As you’d expect from brothers they bickered, but they generally had a pretty solid relationship, I mean Yoongi was letting Jungkook live with him rent free while he was at Uni. He did annoyingly well for himself. Since you and Kook had been together he’d even let you more or less live there too; he was scarcely home and you’d prefer to have some privacy with your boyfriend here instead of your cramped hall room. You showed your gratitude by making sure everywhere was clean and tidy and making sure there was always enough of dinner left over for him in the freezer whenever he decided to come home.

“What are you…doing?” you mumbled still paralysed by sleepiness. You were half aware of Jungkook not-so slyly sliding his hands under your shirt groaning happily cupping your breasts, pushing up closer behind you, you didn’t really need to know what he was doing or wanted, you could feel it.

“Seducing you idiot” he toyed, fingertips gliding down your side, your thigh. Switching direction and coming up on your inner thigh teasing the way he knows your weak for.

“Yoongi baby” you reminded, annoyingly your room backed onto his and you struggled to be quiet sometimes. You’d faced many awkward glances with Yoongi too many mornings and you didn’t want to start again.

“He’s out” he breathed onto your skin at the back of your neck.

“He’s never out in the morning” you blurted out contesting him

“Exactly” before his lips latched onto the side of your neck dragging a gasp from your throat. You couldn’t fault his logic, your body way ahead of your thinking pushed back into him.

“Jesus baby how hard did you cum?” You got asked rhetorically in your state of euphoric exhaustion.

“You mean how many times?” you added chuckling within the breaths you were struggling to take. Collapsed side by side, hot messes perspiration soaked.

Sex with Jungkook was never terrible, far from it! But today everything felt amplified, everything had a surge of electric exaggerating every touch, the strength of the contractions of your muscles were on another level.

You’d never felt anything like it; your brain flooded with oxytocin, you drowned happily.

“My plan to keep you off your feet for a bit longer was a success then” he mentioned before downing the rest of his glass of water from the bedside table

“Seriously Kook I have a scratch on my leg, It’s not like it’s…” You felt the blood drain from your face, your skin went deathly cold, your body heated up from the head down simultaneously. Lurching from the bed; adrenaline making sure your muscles could carry you to the bathroom.

The last 5 minutes you’d touch wood not brought anything else up. Kook was still on hand, holding your hair off your face gently stroking your back. The typhoon in your stomach had mostly dissipated but you still hugged the bowl like your life depended on it.

“How you doing beautiful” he asked from behind

“Yeah I think I’m good” He took your response as a cue to release your hair and went and grabbed you some fresh bottled water from the fridge.

“Where did that come from?”

“Beats me” you sipped in delicate mouthfuls from the glass anxious to not disrupt whatever was settling your stomach.

“You don’t think?”

“What?” you answered

“We’re always careful right?” his words were hesitant as his brain scanned through every last time between you.

Shit! We’re 23 this will not be it!

Some superficial nausea returned as you too tried to remember every last time.

“Yea…h?”

The response wasn’t as confident as he wanted. You’d recently switched up contraception to the implant as your pill taking had become sketchy at best.

He returned from the drug store with a test and had also acquired an abundance of sweet things for you.

“Whoa where are you off to” his tone disapproving of the fact you were up and dressed lacing up your black boots.

“I told you I feel absolutely fine now” you pressed finishing the last bit of toast in your hand. You saw his frown come to fruition and you stopped any response with a kiss. Your hands caressing both his cheeks.

“I promise I’m fine. I can’t miss this lecture. You’re the absolute best. Now are you going to let me do this and then leave?” In his absence you’d pretty much convinced yourself that the pair of you had been careful and it must have been the antibiotic’s or something.

He sulked on the bar stool around the breakfast island where you’d implicitly told him to stay while you waited. His eyes were wide, worried as he stood up when you walked back into the room.

“See told you” handing him the negative test like the massive I told you so sandwich it was.

“Am I free to go now?” you teased as he tugged on your jean belt loop catching you in between his thighs.

“You’re free to go” he per-missed only after you’d kissed him and told him he was the best. Again.

Day 7

“Ugh!” you shivered, Sambuca burning horribly down your throat, your shot glass turned and slammed onto the side. Face creasing up in that Sambuca after taste disgust.

“Hey Y/N we going start cards against humanity you in?” Your friend Laura called from the centre of the living room playing a link in a chain of a circle of people from your class and a few others.

“Obviously” you called back. She’d dragged you to a house party in an attempt to help you get drunk and to forget about Jungkook for a night.

Jeon fucking Jungkook!

He’d decided to destroy your nothing but amazing year relationship by getting so blind drunk he ended his night with someone from his swim team on his dick a few days ago. He confessed straight away. You ended up in a rage filled teary mess and he just dissolved into a balling mess pleading; every apology saturated with remorse. You made damn sure you didn’t care how loud you were in Yoongi’s place. You left leaving Jungkook there completely ended with.

You were a wreck. With that wreck aside you were still a physical wreck, still suffering with sudden bouts of sickness, excruciating pain all topped off with ridiculous hornyess. You could even swear your smell and taste were better. The Dr’s had done some tests including another pregnancy test; everything was annoyingly clear; no clinical answers in sight.

“Hey you need a drink in your hand to play” Hobi announced shoving yet another vodka and coke in your hand as you sunk to the floor cross legged next to him.

Apparently Hobi and some of the other dance majors can really fucking drink. Put your class to absolute shame!

The music was at a reasonable volume but to your ears it was pounding, your vision was fuzzy and your mind a pleasant haze. You took yourself off to the kitchen for the actual sensible purpose of grabbing yourself some water and then popping to the loo.

On your return your floor seat was by taken.

He smells so fucking good.

Jesus what’s wrong with me

“Hey, can I have my spot back” You were practically stood over him, his back towards you as you just faced the messy black hair.

Your heart beat shot up irrationally; nothing prepared for your how beautiful he was, like seriously if anyone needs a Prince Eric casting you’d found him. The dark hair did not dim the brightness of his smile nor the mischievous look in his eyes as he took ALL of you in; your scent, your simple but apparently effective attire of a tight fitting with sleeveless white top tucked into a pair of high waisted jeans. He dropped his knees fully crossing them.

“You can sit here if you like” smirking; his tongue grazing the side of his mouth and tapping his lap. A few chuckles at his quip from the circle.

“Don’t you think you should at least try that with a girl whose in your league or at least get me a drink before you ask for anything like that” you bit back bemused, sure your eyes were glimmering with insincerity. He was not out of your league, this guy was the reason leagues were created in the first place.

“Oooooohh” Hobi and few others cooed in unison. The guy’s eyebrow shot up above a smile before he chuckled and conceded

“Touche”

“Of course you can sit back here” his tone suddenly lighter, genuine.

“Seeing as you missed the introduction, Y/N Jimin, Jimin Y/N. He’s just transferred to Dance” Laura said her tone laced with a childish disgust.

“Don’t have to say it like I’m disgusting” Jimin said falling into the sofa opposite you.

“Oh I do” Laura joked.

Until the game finished you just couldn’t concentrate; Jimin’s gaze was like a black hole, absorbing your attention with no mercy. Easily dragging laughs out of you as he eventually joined in the game. You noticed the sparkle his eyes always shone when he looked at you; you could even swear there were sometimes strange yellow flecks that danced amongst the coffee brown.

“I am done” you announced standing up, taking a second to stable your alcohol infused state.

“Yeah I think we all are” Laura agreed.

“Jimin can walk you to your room he’s going that way” Hobi pushed. Jimin and you once again got sucked into each other’s gaze. The pounding of your pulse felt deep in your stomach.

What the fuck is going on, this effect is not normal, even with how hot he is

“I think I can manage a short walk across campus”

“I am going that way, May as well, pretty company is always good”

“LAME!” Laura toyed.

“Fine, I suppose your right” underhandedly returning the compliment.

“So what’s your major” He idly asked

“Virology”

“OOFF, heavy” he observed.

“You are not wrong” you agreed chucking, grateful for the cool breeze to sooth your sudden increase in body temperature.

“I assume you know Hobi and Laura from Dance?”

“Yeah just like she said I just transferred, the uh dance teacher and I did not see eye to eye at my old uni”

“Dance hey”

“Something amusing?”

“From your look I wouldn’t have guessed in a million years”

“And what look is that exactly” He inquired genuinely curious.

“Well I mean leather jacket, ripped jeans, slightly baggy t-shirt, I mean I pegged you more maybe for like music or even maybe biomed”

“I mean it’s too early to introduce pegging” he toyed, mischievous.

“Ooookkkaay, like I may be drunk and we may have just played cards against humanity but we are not close enough to discuss that shit!” Hitting him in a playful manner on his arm.

How it escalated you don’t even know, you’d ended up shoved against a wall in the stairway of your dorm building; his hands grabbing everywhere they possibly could in a rough manner. It wasn’t something you were used to it but fuck could you get used to it. His mouth catching your heavy breaths, lips hungry on yours. It was like a fire had been ignited that you never knew you had. And it was with a stranger, but it felt so right. Your hands were not innocent either, oh no! You were pulling him to you in sheer desperation.

“Please tell me we’re near your room” he panted already scrabbling at the buttons of your jeans.

“Well I mean if you wouldn’t have pounced on me you’d have discovered we are really close” wasting no time in having your hands trailing his abs

“Couldn’t help myself, you just smell so good…”

Ditto!

He was shoved on your bed immediately. Leg straddling his waist; both your shirts already scattered on the bedroom floor. His hand gripped tightly in a fistful of your hair controlling the force of your kiss.

Until he stopped.

“What?”

“We shouldn’t”

What a time for a change of heart you sighed to yourself

“Serious?” mouth already pouting sitting back on your legs and his erection straining against his jeans.

“I mean god I want to” his lips were plumped up from all the attention.

“But you’re waaayyy more drunk than me and It wouldn’t be right, and I want to make you sure you remember how good I’m going to fuck you, even If I have to starve myself of this” applying pressure down your trousers feeling you over your underwear, your moan ricocheting into the room

“Fine! But don’t tease” you ordered slapping his hand away, climbing off him lying next to him in a huff.

“It’ll be worth it, I promise”

“You better make sure it is! You probably shouldn’t stay here though because there’s no way I won’t make you beg for me to fuck you if you’re here too long.” You teased.

“Ooo fighting talk huh? You’re probably right. I’ll see myself out. You can make yourself cum thinking about me though, I won’t have any objections to that”

“Well you’ll never know will you!” lip between your teeth as he flashed his smile which was so saccharine saturated you were at risk of a coma as he left.

Again in your drunk state you happily walking into a huge mistake

*knock knock*

“Y/N?”

Giving Jungkook no more time to talk about anything; you dragged him into a heated, completely lust filled kiss which he accepted no questions asked. He was pushed onto the sofa; him forced underneath you.

“Yoongi… could be home… any minute” he managed in between the assault on his lips.

“Shut up” you demanded tugging at his shirt, a desperate plea grinding on his crotch. He returned in kind ridding you of your pyjama top. Putting you underneath him on the sofa, leather cool against your skin. Yanking your trackies on the floor before chucking off his. You tugged on his long hair; wanting to avoid the pain he followed the direction of your pull gaining leverage over him enabling you to be on top again. His cock pressed against your folds

“Wait don’t you… want warmi…” hands resting at your side fingertips gently indenting your skin, hair half covering his eyes.

“Nope” you interrupted sinking down onto him cutting off any more words, replacing them with breathy moans.

“Fuck” he breathed rolling his head back. He always absolutely loved when you used him just to get off.

Your hips rocking rough, desperately seeking the relief you needed. Hand gripping to his chest enjoying the muscles beneath your fingertips rippling. You started clenching around him still dragging yourself closer.

“Jesus if you keep doing that I’m not going to last much longer” he whined. Knowing your body and the lack of clit stimulation was hindering your orgasm he tried to help. You swatted his hand away. He was delusional if he thought he deserved that. Pinning his hands above his head he got the message. The visual stimulation of you circling hurriedly on your clit had his eyes rolling up, fists clenching. As always he managed to hold off until your muscles starting convulsing around him before falling hard into his own release.

Apparently once wasn’t enough for you, easily going another couple of times before completely crashing in his bed. Another mistake.

Day 8

You woke up alone.

Thank god

There was however a note

-Let’s talk when I’m back - JK

How about no, he could go away for the week coming back to nothing!

You scrunched it up, feeling a slight pang of guilt for giving him hope.

Mouth dry, you headed to the kitchen

“Well, I wasn’t expecting to see you here again” Yoongi admitted slouching around the breakfast bar with a bowl of cereal.

Thank god I put on a shirt

You rolled your eyes.

“Please don’t, apparently alcohol causes me to make massive mistakes” you blurted out.

“Sorry he’s your brother” you added

“Its fine, we’ve all been there and he’s not exactly in my good books. I’ve give him hell don’t worry. He’s been a mess all week”

“Good!”

Excruciating pain spiked through your stomach rippling out to your chest. You doubled over in pain. Yoongi rushed over to support you, firm hand gripping at your waist and arm

“Im fine, I’m fine” ushering him away as the moment passed. More dreading what was next, the nausea and sickness.

“Here drink this” Yoongi handed you a homemade looking drink in a glass bottle. The army green liquid was lumpy and the thought of it anywhere near your mouth increased your nausea ten fold

“I feel sick already, definitely not” sipping the water that Yoongi had also sweetly provided.

“I’m serious it will take the nausea away in a heartbeat, just a mouthful, trust me it’s an old recipe of my grams” One eyebrow considerably higher, you gingerly took the bottle and unscrewed the cap. Opting not to even dare sniff it pinching your nose and swallowing; face scrunching shaking your head. For good measure you chugged the rest of your water and still held your nose for the taste to completely pass.

Boy wasn’t lying

“I am not even going to ask what’s in that but Jesus it worked”

“Probably best you don’t, and you’re welcome” he beamed.

“Well I guess I better get out here I got some serious revision to be getting on with”

Day 15

It was 1am, you were staring blankly at your work books, black lines of font all blurring into a mess in front of you. Your eyes rolled as you found your coffee cup empty. You were in a student café which had the genius idea of opening weirdly unsociable hours for all those late night crammers. You frequented this place a lot. The super comfy sofa area often had groups trying to cram together, people dozing from too much reading. You always took your refuge at a table, always sat facing one of the windows, you found the orange hue from the streetlight calming and not having to make eye contact with anyone else in the café suited you right down to the ground.

You’d found a small piece of paper in your jacket that Jimin had slyly slipped in the pocket a few days ago, you’d completely procrastinated texting the number. Not trusting yourself with how you’d act if your meeting again was anything like the last. Not that you didn’t want it.

Thinking about him apparently had the memory of his scent which now flooded your sense. Out of nowhere a coffee cup appeared beside you briefly masking the smell. You removed your headphones and turned to the source of the coffee giver.

The smell was not from memory.

“Latte with an extra shot” he announced

“I asked the server what you had before” he mentioned in response to the perplexed look primed his way.

“Umm, hi, thanks” he helped himself to a seat opposite, mere moments into your interaction the hunger was already festering.

“Not gonna lie I’ve been waiting for your text like an impatient child” he confessed stroking the side of his cup, looking down avoiding the eye contact.

“Sorry, I’ve just been swamped and I may have been staring at your number desperate to text but I didn’t know what to say”

“How about, hey, fancy meeting up to finish what we started” he joked, you closed your books attention drawn completely to him

“Oh you’re putting that straight out there then” feeling the flush of blood rushing to your cheeks, his shoulders shrugged, devilish smile returning

“If you don’t ask you don’t get. I would have happily responded to that”

“Well I mean normally I’d say buy a girl a drink first but I guess you’ve just ticked that box”

“Exactly”

Your walk to the halls was longer than normal. Under the cover of the poorly lit areas of the campus the pair of you hungrily shoved each other against trees grasping everywhere lips barely parting. You suspected your back was at best grazed.

“I don’t…even know why you do…this to me, I hardly know you” you panted slamming your door shut with Jimins body hard against it.

“Fuck knows but I feel it too” In a brief moment you was apart his eyes scanned you before literally tearing your shirt off buttons popping everywhere.

How strong is he? That’s like a movie thing

Your bra was unclipped with one hand before it joined your shirt.

He’s got moves, give him that

He picked you up from under your behind, legs wrapping round his waist. Your turn to be shoved against the door. Your back was definitely grazed, the pleasant sting confirmed this.

Your neck, collar bone was plastered with blossoming red marks. He even sunk his teeth in at the curve of your neck.

“Enough foreplay” you breathed. He chuckled through a growl which went straight to your core.

“Impatient” he stated a smirk growing wide bunching his cheeks up.

“Can’t wait to test that”

“My dorm mate is away tonight” the pair of you cocking your eyebrows. He set you down, backing you up until you knocked into the table, tugging his white v-n off, fingertips digging into his sides pressing him flush against you. He came willingly. Taking one of his hands you guided him under you the waistband of your unbuttoned jeans. Gasping finally having the contact against your folds.

“Want me much?” in response to how wet you were. You just dragged him into a kiss.

“Can’t have you waiting that desperately for me can I”

“Please don’t make me” you whined as he rushed to have you step out of jeans and underwear.

“You’re beautiful you know that” he exhaled drinking you all in. You were pushed hard half on the table, perching as he dropped to his knees.

Unbeknown to you he could smell your arousal the instant it started pooling. It completely intoxicated him like nothing before.

A deep growl escaped his throat nipping at the inside of your thigh. As weird as it was to hear such an animalistic growl you’d be lying if it wasn’t sexy as fuck.

He teased, lips going everywhere it wasn’t throbbing. He sensed your frustration from a mile off.

“Say please!” he ordered, smirk felt against your thigh.

“Fuck…Jimin PLEASE!” you begged. Hand flying straight to tangle in his hair. He sucked at your bud answering your plea with warm harsh flicks of his tongue.

“Want more?” Warm breathe fanning at your core.

“Mmmhmm” was you all you managed with your head rolled back. He granted your wish thrusting two fingers inside and going back with his tongue flat licking wide stripes.

“Don’t stop” you whined, feeling your leg muscles tighten. He granted your again as he sped up quickly pushing you over the edge pulling even tighter on his hair. Satisfied accomplished smirk was graced him.

“Don’t think I’m finished with you” he forewarned. Pulling you off the desk spinning you round, bending you over kicking you ankles apart. The light clinking of his belt causing a surge of excited anticipation which was delayed a few seconds by him putting on the condom. Slicking himself with your arousal before sinking into you.

“You feel just as good as you taste” he moaned before his hips began bucking into you. You turned to respond but you was met with him in a harsh movement turning your head to the front wrapping his fists in your hair tugging you harder on him. You settled digging your finger into the outside of his thigh.

“Jesus Jimin” you wailed. Jungkook was rarely rough with you and only know you realised how much you’d missed it.

“Too hard?” he asked slowing down pulling nearly all the way out teasing at your entrance awaiting further instruction.

“Fuck no” you cried, he slammed back into you; your free hand balling up into a fist. His free hand made its way round your waist. You went and met his hand, allowing you to take the lead his hand resting on yours gliding him in between your legs.

Boy gotta know how you like it!

“Ready to cum yet” he grunted, noticing how jerky his hips were going; he definitely was. The sleek words at your ear selectively just heard ‘cum’. You did what you thought he’d just told you.

“Jesus how tight do you wanna go” he spluttered as he came. He left you panting slumped on the table while he went to the bin. Managing to stand he pulled you into a kiss hands at your cheeks, soft against your flushed hot face.

“Give me ten minutes and we’re going again” he said almost in a whisper.

“You have five and I’ll damn make sure you’ll be begging me to let you cum this time”

Day 16

You stirred, rolling onto Jimin’s chest, which for a moment threw you. It was nice, his natural scent a comfort when combined with the soft contact of his skin. It also provided more than comfort, currently a chimera of comfort and also a ridiculous turn on for no reason whatsoever.

Christ, It likes I’m on heat or something

Safe to say you was now awake. His arm weakly fell round your waist, still in a sleepy daze. Taking your time, creeping your fingertips stepping lightly down his chest, his stomach finally ghosting up his thighs. His thighs were actual masterpieces of tone and muscle you’d be graced with.

The grip on your hips increased slightly when your hand wrapped around his cock

“Mmm morning to you too” he mumbled shifting to be more flat on his back. Biting your lip through glazed over eyes you started moving your hand. As he grew in your hand and his eyes finally opened dragged awake by your movements and you grinding light circles against him.

“That’s so good” still in a sleepy mumble. When you stopped he let out a whiny exhale and you shrunk down in between his legs.

“Will this be better?” you teased licking a stripe at his tip.

“I think you should show me it is”

“I think we should play a game” you suggested lifting your mouth from him after not letting him cum three times.

“You’re torturing me already” he panted. Your arm mopped up any saliva that had accumulated round your mouth as you sat up. You abandoned him in favour of bringing some toys for you to play with.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No” he agreed, chirping your shoulders up you lined him up at your entrance and slowly sunk down. In a natural move his hands went to your hips. You allowed this. When his hips bucked up into you. You did not allow this.

“You are not doing that” you ordered tightening your thighs at his waist

“What?” he breathed, face like it’s the most ridiculous cruel thing he’s ever heard; rolling your hips savouring how he felt inside you

“You are not to move. At ALL!”

“You are going to lay there and not move while I make myself cum 3 times on you”

“You can do that?”

“Yep, you do not buck your hips and you do not cum understand. Then I promise you can have me how you want” One thing about being with Jungkook. His stamina was ridiculous and he damn sure trained you well. You rocked your hips.

“What a reward!” he breathed your movement catching him off guard.

“Hope you like be…..”

You clenched around him in response. Grabbing the first of your selected toys; your bullet. He was way more vocal than JK and it was amazing. It was beautifully soft considering also melodic, his laboured breathes in between really hit as his head rolled back. His fists twirled in the sheets beside you pouring every ounce of will against his want fuck you.

“You’re doing so well” you panted, heat flowing across all of your skin enduring the aftershocks of your second orgasm. Your leg muscles growing tired from the constant tensing, your nails had left small red half crescents in a pretty field on his chest.

“I’ll treat you just a bit” Offering him the remote of your wand vibrator.

“I don’t think I can concentrate to operate that and not to move” he whined.

“You damn well better try you” You whined curtly kissing him in a desperate hurry. Considerately he put it on the lowest setting first, this time you would definitely need to move. So you did rocking your hips back of forth careful not to move up and down; judging from Jimin’s moans he wouldn’t be able to last with that kind of motion.

“Je…sus this is so hard” he panted, knocking the speed up to full, the area of the wand reaching more than just your clit; vibrations radiating out to the spring in your core on which were near breaking point.

“Ahh almost…there” hands firmly griping his shoulders, his face leaking frustrated concentration.

“Please cum baby” the plea came in a sweet desperate moan. His words moaned like a sexy mantra sent you over the edge; crying out even louder when he pushed up into you once in a hard thrust.

“You know you’re the first person I’ve ever even partially submitted to” Jimin was sprawled out your bed catching his breath with you equally sprawled next to him

“Yeah? How come”

“I like to be in control, but with you I don’t know, it just feels different, like I want to do anything with you as long as it gets me against you”

“Well I’ll take that as compliment” you preened.

“How in control do you like to be?”

“Oh you’re going to find out” he warned

“Now who’s got fighting talk?”

Seemingly fully recovered like nothing has happened, he clambered onto of you. Your hands pinned above your head.

“Now you said I could do what I wanted with you” any hint of the soft adorable voice had gone, fire ravaging behind his eyes.

“I did” eyes scanning his body smirk growing across your face.

“Well you’re not leaving this room until I’m done with you, if anything gets too much tell me, if you like something in a different way tell me. Okay?” his head nuzzled in your neck taking in your scent, noticing the shift in your heart rate. You nodded also swearing you could even hear his racing pulse.

“You’re so beautiful, it just blows my mind” he breathes angling straight for your neck.

You napped until noon, but was it even a nap if you’d been completely fucked half into a coma?

Your body was wrecked. You felt bruised in the best way possible, red flowers had bloomed all over your body. Each one a sweet token of how good his mouth felt on you. But right now you wasn’t bothered about how exhausted your body felt, pain suddenly ravaged your senses to beyond caring.

“I’m fine” you wailed, tears trickling down your cheeks. The pain had now moved from your stomach to what felt like everywhere.

“Jesus Y/N you are not fine!” He argued, hand gently stroking your back as you were curled into as much of a fetal position as you could.

“Just give it a minute” you pleaded.

“It will go away”

You hated he hated to see you like that so feeble and helpless. The pain passed as you’d accurately predicted.

“Can I take you somewhere?” He asked, you wasn’t going to say no to the gooey chocolate of his eyes, hair draping lush over his forehead.

Opting for some loose ripped boyfriend jeans and a grey hoody pulled up shrouding as much of you as you humanly possible. The pair of you walked off campus; hand in hand. His hand took ownership of yours the second you’d locked your door, and how beat you were you were not going to refuse any sort of comfort.

You’d stopped caring about the potential of Jungkook seeing you as it had already happened. You’d had the messages begging first. They quickly turned into downright anger at you moving on so quickly. He even had the audacity to accuse you of already seeing Jimin behind his back. You made sure you told him where to stick any contact with you in the future.

You walked down a familiar street. Emerald green leaves adorning the trees in a row either side of the newly re-laid road.

Where are we going?

Just as you were about to pass Yoongi’s place, Jimin directed you down his path.

Now I’m lost

“Uhh Jimin wha…” His door was already knocked. Yoongi of course answered. Nothing but bafflement burnt onto your face as his face came into view. Yoongi’s face grew equally confused.

“Yoongi you gotta tell her for god’s sake, she needs to know” Jimin was stern, taking no no’s for an answer as he ushered you inside passed Yoongi who had no words as Jimin near enough barged passed.

“Tell me what? What’s going on?” Your voice raised amongst the confusion

These guys know each other?

you stood arms crossed, eyebrows together leaning on the breakfast bar. The boys looked at each far too sheepishly, wordlessly communicating.

“You might wanna sit down”

“Yoongi seriously just tell me what’s going on” Jimin looked at you before looking down, a deep sorrow had started to diffuse of his aura, it turned your stomach.

What on earth

Legs carrying you and your exponential rage out of the house. Your eyes felt puffy even though the tears had yet to leave your eyes. Apparently rage causing them to evaporate.

“Leave me alone” Now the tears started as you shunned Jimin who was trying to hurry behind you.

A werewolf, a fucking werewolf!

Your thoughts had fused, overloaded with unbelievable information. Yoongi and Jimin confessed to apparently being werewolves, apparently Yoongi was the alpha of the so called little pack of people who are apparently also students.

“Are you all on crack?” you had exerted. Your refusal to believe what they were saying left them no other choice than to shift in front of you. You froze, two majestic huge wolves in front of you, Yoongi larger than Jimin. They were both black furred for the most part; Jimin’s wolf had a white diamond under his neck, breaking up the darkness. Before your brain could process the ridiculous sight you’d witnessed they’d changed back…naked! Thankfully they were behind the island. They told you the dog that scratched you was a werewolf and all the pain and issues were due to you turning and your body preparing for the first full moon.

“Y/N slow down!” Jimin pleaded. You ignored him.

And on top of all that, Yoongi admitted that as soon as he realised he sent Jimin in your path to keep an eye on you and make sure you was okay. The betrayal from both these boys was painful you couldn’t decide if you wanted to slap them both or not.

“No, what makes you even think you can come with me? Everything was a lie” you spat.

“No it wasn’t” He defended

“You heard Yoongi when he’d smelt we’d slept together, he scolded the shit out of shit me! Surely that proves that wasn’t what I was told” You’d stopped stomping away, his eyes were glistening under the moisture collecting in them

He was right, but none the less you were still furious at him and at Yoongi. You had about two weeks to get your head round this shit before you had to shift. On full moons werewolves have to turn, no choice whatsoever. After your first transition you can then elect to turn into a wolf at will at any other time of the month…apparently.

“Well why did you do it then, if Yoongi had told you specifically not to then?” He tried to bridge the gap between you, offering you hand. All he got in response with a glare.

“I just couldn’t help it, you’re just incredible!.

We couldn’t help it! You corrected in your head

“I think we’re essences” You met his comment with a blank look, arms folded waiting for an explanation.

“It’s like an animaly thing” he explained

“It’s pheromones, but werewolf specific ones. It’s not super common really, when two werewolves have pheromones that … bounce off each other I guess, It amplifies attraction exponentially. Hence why we literally can’t help it, our primal senses are essentially pulling us together” Your shoulders dropped, arms unfolded and went to your hips. His face contorted in apology.

“So what you’re saying is this” you waved to the pair of you back and forth

“Is made up and chemical?” shrouding your disappointed from your tone. He eyes widening, filling with panic

“What? No no, I mean well kinda. For the whole matching pheromone thing to actually work and kind of activate there has to be an attraction already. So it just kind of amplifies It I guess? Yoongi tried to explain it to me once and I was way to out of it to take it all in”

You couldn’t bare the pained expression which was slowly spreading on his face, this guy was a good one despite how much right now you wish he wasn’t

You’d calmed enough to accept Jimin as you allowed yourself into the pull of the embrace. Now the tears fell, down your cheeks and onto his shoulder. You nudged your head into his neck and let the rage filter out until there were just sobs of fear and overwhelm. One hand stroking the back of your neck, the holding firm at your lower back. His scent tranquil, steadying your panicking system, slowing down your manic mind.

“Am I going to be okay?” you sobbed, bleary eyed looking for his for comfort again and again.

His smile was relieved if it was anything and leaned back away from you slightly, sweeping the strands of hair from your face.

“Of course, you’re with us now. We won’t let anything bad happen to you. We look out for our own”

“What if I hurt somebody? Will I remember? I don’t want to hurt anyone”

“You won’t, not with us. On full moons we remember very little it’s more like a red mist clouds your mind” You panicked

Not helping!

“But…Yoongi is a good alpha and makes sure that we are all secure and can’t get out and hurt anyone. When we turn, when we chose to we remember and have full control of ourselves it’s just the one night”

“Why didn’t he tell me?”

“To be honest he should have but I think he was just in denial and upset about it seeing as you were friends” You both started walking together in the direction of your halls, even in the state you was and as angry as you were you still wanted him with you.

“Wait is JK a…?” the words flooded out

“No no, he has no idea either and that’s how Yoongi wants it”

“So who turned me then? It must have been one of you guys right?” he stopped, hesitant, collecting his words before continuing his delicate steps.

“No… It was another wolf from another pack” The pair of you finally reached the park, the other side was the campus and your bed! You took his hand earning a small relieved smile.

“Why say it like that?”

“They’re kind of dicks, and they certainly don’t have any care in the world about chaining themselves up or hurting people”

“Oh… I won’t turn out like that though will I?” this time you were the one that stopped walking.

“No” he chuckled.

“I’m sure they were assholes before they were turned, it’s just that it’s a bit risky our pack taking you in as our own”

“Oh?”

“It’s just a weird pack thing, essentially we’ve nicked one of their babies and that generally is frowned upon even in the wolf world”

“But they just attacked and left me?” You could feel a lump form in your throat, now feeling like a huge burden.

“I know, I know this is where the whole they are a group of dicks comes into it. Please don’t worry about it, that’s for Yoongi to deal with not you. They probably don’t even know what happened that night. Come on let’s get you home” His hand escaped yours and pulled you close to him, arm draped over your shoulder.

“Can you stay?” you asked with a weak saccharine smile.

“If you promise to not cry again tonight” he offered.

“I think I can manage that”

Day 28 – Day of the full moon.

Your concentration was non-existent in your first lecture, your insides felt like they were crawling; a constant itch that couldn’t be scratched. You were irritable as fuck. You didn’t make it to your second lecture. You were opting for your room with closed curtains, imagining the quiet solitude on your way from campus. The quiet of your thoughts were quickly consumed by the smell which certainly never meant any quiet.

“Are you stalking me now Mr Park?” You turned knowing from the strength of the scent exactly where he was. Sweat covered, dark hair clinging to his forehead. The glistening muscles hidden poorly by the loose low vest top, you could even make out his v lines sat above his shorts through his damp shirt. His hands trailed through his hair pushing it back off of his forehead.

“No” he denied out of breath

“I knew what time your lecture finished and so timed my run around it” he explained.

“So you timed your run so you could see me come out of my lecture? Sounds like stalking to me”

He responded with a strong punch to your arm.

“Would you rather have someone else stalk you?” he queried hooking one arm over your shoulder, one of your hands held onto that hand and as you both walked together in perfect sync.

“And I came because I want to know how you are? Full moon day is never a good day, especially when it’s your first”

“I’m going insane, feels like I’ve got all this energy, my skins crawling. The smallest thing agitates the fuck out of me” He squeezed your hand noticeably harder.

“Why do you think the rest of us do nothing, I can’t believe you didn’t listen to me and went to class in the first place. Want my advice?” You stared back at him knowing full well he was going to give it to you anyway.

“Running, It takes the edge off trust me” resolute in his words.

“I hate running, I’m not fit enough” you complained.

“Well have you tried since you were bitten? You’ll have incredible stamina now and you’ll probably enjoy it”

“I think I’ll pass today, I’m feeling way too irritated for that. What time do we have to meet the others?”

“Half six so we’ve got a few hours, don’t panic. In fact I think there’s a few things we could do that might help relax you” You didn’t need to ask what they were. He’d pushed you up against a tree, lips dancing heated with yours, his hands already tugging your blouse out of waistband in pursuit of skin. With him nuzzled at you neck kissing and nipping at your favourite points earning him gasps from your lips. Your eyes nervously scanning the park around you. The path you’d just been pushed off was under two rows of high trees in bright green bloom. No one was around. Every touch of his lips or his skin on yours was more electric than normal, every sensation amplified; the pool of warmth between your legs desperately having your core already gagging for attention.

“Jimin…please…take me home” you whined, you needed him so fucking bad. He groaned at your neck coming up to meet your gaze, the animalistic yellow flakes burning hot around the coffee brown circles.

“Your body is telling me you want me now” a surprised squeal and moan flew past your lips as his hand had flew up underneath your denim skirt and circled at your already engorged bud as well as gliding his hands through your arousal. You grabbed his wrist to stop him, pulse surging with a chimera of fear and pleasure.

“No one’s here” he reassured

“And I’ll hear if anyone’s coming. Remember, super hearing!” he doubly reassured. You too had the enhanced hearing and apparently you were not used to using it to your advantage. Your grip on his wrist faltered opting instead to hurriedly to grip at his shirt, refusing him to be anywhere but against you. The rays of the afternoon sun were bleeding in through the gaps in through the trees, illuminating just how exposed you really were. It was exciting.

“I had no idea you were so filthy” the words were breathed so close to your lips, his finger teasing at your entrance thumb gently swiping at your clit.

“Shut up!” you snapped

“Just fuck me already” you ordered, your hands aiming for his member underneath his shorts. He stopped you. Instead dropping to the floor ghosting his hands up either side of your leg, your eyes hungry, fixed on the devil smirk that wasn’t in his lip bite. Your hands interlinked behind your neck growing more warm.

Hitching up your skirt only to pull your red lace thong down getting ruffled in the bark at your feet.

“You’re seriously not going to go down on me in a park”

“Am I not?” Eyes glistening with satisfaction, the smell of your arousal clouding every bit of judgement he had. His eyes were quickly filling with unbridled lust. You didn’t even get a chance to reply, leg hitched over his shoulder. Your head rolled back into the tree

“Ow! Uhh!” Jimins mouth attached to you licking your folds stopped and gazed up at you as you rubbed your head where it stung.

“You okay?” his chin already glistening.

“Yeah, please…carry on” he chuckled and planted his face back in between your thighs. One hand secured to your hips the other etching dangerously closer your entrance. One of your hands was failing to grip across the rough bark, the other tangled in his hair.

“You better cum for me again baby” Jimin urged gently placing your leg back to the ground. He grabbed your chin forcing you into a kiss, not caring you could taste your own cum on his lips.

“What here?” the panic seeping back into the bottom of your stomach scraping more at the fear of being so open and exposed.. He paused eyes looking left utilising his enhanced hearing, checking for any approaching people..

“What? You’ve already just done it once. We better be quick” shoving you around and your chest into the tree. He yanked your hips back; kicked your legs apart already taking himself out of his shorts.

“Don’t think that will be a… uughh” Jimin easily pressed into you

“Problem”

“Good…fuck I’ll never get bored of how good you feel” he praised commencing the bucking of his hips. His hands slid and trickled up your arms to cup around your balled up fists; hips thrusting stronger reaching that velvet patch inside you. You un-clenched your fist allowing your fingers to cross with his.

“You better cum quick beautiful someone’s coming” he stuttered in your ear. Oddly, the heightened risk of your exposure had you clenching around him

“Pleeaasee… keep doing that” he pleaded with desperation against your neck. The conscious intermittent tensing of your core had the muscles holding more pleasure each time.

Desperate relieved climaxes ravaged the pair of you; he left no time for you to enjoy the come down leaving you. Apparently there was no time to recover your underwear from the floor as he sorted himself out. You swept your hair hurriedly over your right shoulder; Jimin lost control and managed to clamp his mouth down hard at where your shoulder and neck met. It being ‘that’ time of the month his teeth were sharper; you’d been left with a nearly full mouth bite on your skin, tiny dots of blood had started emerging through bits of the red mark

“It’s not enough is it” he asked in breathy recovery.

“No” annoyed at the satisfaction that you was yet to feel. Hungry smirk on his face, his normal coffee coloured eyes melted into a boiling swirl of chocolate.

“Welcome to full moon day” he grabbed your hand and started walking with you; leaves and twigs crinkling under you. A person entered the woodland tree cove glancing your way mildly puzzled why you weren’t walking on the path.

“I’ll be fucking you again before my cum’s even finished leaking out of you” As sexy as his words were it was going to be an uncomfortable rushed walk to your dorm.

Apparently he didn’t want to wait the distance to your dorm so he directed you to his. His living space passed you in a flash before you shoved him onto his bed; he stripped himself as you went to his bottom draw.

“Will this be enough?” enquiring holding the short handled flogger and pinwheel in your hand.

“Better see if it is” he challenged. You rushed off your clothes in an impatient flurry

“Please ….” His impatiently fuelled whine escaped as you straddled him. Your needs mirrored his but you was slightly in more control this time round.

“I’m not ready yet “you lied, and he knew it.

His chest blooming red in strips where the leather had struck.

“Harder” you granted his request putting more weight into the pin wheel on his chest, pricks of blood bubbling up from the tiny holes.

You couldn’t explain it, everything you felt was intensified today, yet you feel you needed to max out your tolerance which was apparently infinite today. You assumed it was the same for him. The throbbing in between your legs became unbearable, a screaming siren refusing to be silenced.

“How about now, I’m begging you”

“Is that really begging though? I can’t even tell how much I need to hear you whine for me. I need to feel you so bad. Maybe I should just get myself off to watch you squirm” you rocked your hips so his member could feel just how bad.

“Noooo, I can’t, come on that’s not fair, you’re feeling what I’m feeling right now. Please let me fuck you, I want you shouting my name, I want your muscles to ache, I need you quivering around me while I fill you up”

“Mmmm much better” kissing him harshly while you let him flip you on your back.

“I’ve never wanted to beg for anyone before, you’re just on another level”

“I’ve never let anyone have control before, you’re just too intoxicat…” The pleasure of him pushing into your shocked your system, you’d never felt anything like it, you were almost worried how much your climax was going to ruin you. If it was going to be like this every full moon the fact your life had been turned on its head it was worth it and you’d even look forward to it.

“Jesus, I’m going to be waiting for the full moon so much, this is incredible” his head dropped. The dark hair hanging shading his face as he needed a moment.

I swear he’s reading my mind

“I’ve got to go slow otherwise I might explode” he breathed in between a sloppy kiss at your mouth

“Agreed” his hips rocked in even bucks leaving him fully inside you for a perfect second before painfully slowly leaving you; tip hovering at your entrance. The slow build up was blissfully exhausting. Muscles already struggling to hold the tension. His chest flush to you; a thin layer moisture starting to permeate from the contact; him being overwhelmed rendering his arms incapable of supporting. All of his energy focused onto not losing control. His palm spreading across the bottom of your cheek and neck. The only support he could manage was on his forearm pushing into the mattress. Head nuzzled in your neck; he couldn’t get enough of your scent. Every time you fucked, his head already gets drawn there; like a bee to the most delicious pollen.

Fingertips digging into his lower waist; a wasted attempt at diffusing the painful tension building in your core.

Out of nowhere his hips stuttered, teeth latching onto your already sore neck. You didn’t think you were ready but the deepness of his moan; so deep and melodic sent you spiralling over the edge. Your climax ravaged your system for what felt like ages; to the point you couldn’t take it. Like you had a choice at this point; your spasming muscles swept your body into a tsunami of feeling; washing all strength from you.

What weight wasn’t on you was now dropped onto you. Heavy pants permeated into the room.

With him still inside you and the pressure against your clit was feeding your aftershocks; you knew he’d picked up on this when he’d starting moving in gentle circles. The sensitivity was too much!

“Alright! No more please” you pleaded, he obliged rolling over next to you exhaling a chuckle

“Well that was… intense” you finally managed.

“I can’t even right now, I’ve never experienced something so damn euphoric” You knew it was mostly down to you being essences or whatever but you still took it as compliment for the sake of your ego.

“Shit!” you exclaimed when you clocked the time on your phone. Shooting out of bed rummaging everywhere retrieving your clothes. Jimin equally panic stricken, the last thing he wanted for your first change was to not be in a secure environment. You wouldn’t cope with not knowing if you’d hurt anything or anybody.

Your legs ached and burned by the time you’d power walked to Yoongi’s second house, yes second!

The basement was a hive of activity. You’d been shocked to learn Hoseok and Laura were also of the wolfy nature. It did kind of baffle you how a dance and Virology major became such good friends. All of the guys had welcomed you and bonded to you as one of their own. Yoongi’s shoulders relaxed when his eyes finally reached you.

“You guys reek of sex” You was unsure if this was a casual scold or an amused statement, his stoic face gave nothing away. The others chuckled

At least they have a filter to not say anything, avoiding you the awkwardness of the blood rushing to your cheeks. The clank of the metal gates rattled through your sensitive ears as they were shut. Each caged now occupied by a person slowly undressing.

“It saves the clothes” Jimin explained without prompting; he was shoving the bag with your clean stuff into a metal grey cabinet at the far end of the cage. Any oxytocin racing your system was purged and replaced regretfully with adrenaline. Your heart rate raced with fear slowly filling your eyes.

“You’ll be fine Y/N” Hoseok called.

“It will be morning before you know it” Yoongi added placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. You leapt into his arms and squeezed him tight; when you felt a squeeze back he pulled back.

“Go on” he prompted.

“You’ll be with Jimin, you’’ll be fine, he’s probably the sweetest natured out of all of us” You offered a weak smile, any confidence drained. Jimin took your hand and lead you into your confinement. He shut the door reaching through the bars and turned the key and left it in the lock.

“Shouldn’t we take it out?”

“Wolves don’t tend to have thumbs, we’ll be secure I promise” He tried to keep his response as sincere as possible but a definite smirk leaked through; corrupting his lips.

“Hey I’m new to this!” you complained. He motioned his fingers beckoning you to him, you really wanted to pout and refuse but your body beat you to it carrying you to him. His hand sloped at your cheeks

“I know, I’m sorry. Do you want me to chain you up?”

“I got it” you confirmed slipping out of your jeans and jumper. Your eyes were scatty, no one but Jimin could see you exposed but being in such an open space still made you slightly uncomfortable. The nippy draught instantly dragged goose-bumps onto your skin; covering you.

“Wish you were chained up under better circumstances” He clinked the heavy shackles shut round his ankles, he sat knees up leaning against the wall in nothing but his boxers staring up at the ceiling.

“Wish you realised when to be more appropriate” You teased back, not fully against the idea he suggested.

“You’d hate that”

“I suppose that’s true” you confessed sliding down to the floor in your underwear

“You’ll lose them” he pointed directly at you, you followed his finger direction as best you could; assuming he meant your underwear.

“I’d rather lose one set a month than sit in cage completely naked”

He held his hand up in defeat agreeing with you.

“What happens now?”

“We just wait, you’ll probably turn first seeing as you…”

Every nerve you had burst into flames, ricocheting through all your muscles as the shift took hold of you.

#bts smut #ksmutclub #kscproject #kwritersworldnet #smutcentralnet #sub-bts-network #bangtanarmynet #networkbangtan #btsguild #jimin smut #park jimin #BTS jimin #28 days #jimin x reader

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fandom-necromancer · 4 years

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657. Hold my hand until it’s over?

This was prompted by the amazing @smolandangry001! Enjoy!

Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900

‘Gavin, let me see your hand.’ ‘No!’ ‘Gavin…’ ‘It’s fine, tin-can, it just hurts, that’s normal- No! Don’t!’ Nines didn’t allow “no” to be a sufficient answer. Not when it was his human’s health he wagered with. He had grabbed Gavin’s hand and turned it, the initial pain from it forcing the man to be quiet and obedient while Nines examined it. The back of his hand was swollen and red, bordering a slight purple even. The tension must hurt like hell and Nines ached with it knowing Gavin would simply hide it from him like the damn cats he loved so much. ‘Gavin, this needs a doctor. You told me you were bitten this morning, but this doesn’t look good.’ ‘I don’t look good too, toaster. Still you love me. Please, no doctor!’ ‘No. I would have let you off the hook if this had healed nicely. But that is too dangerous. What if it had rabies? You know that’s not curable.’ ‘Phcking… Fine. You win. But I will be complaining the whole time and you will regret this!’ Nines didn’t react and turned to get his coat from his chair. Inwardly he was relieved his human had accepted his fate. A little complaining would be a small price to pay for knowing Gavin well and healthy.

Their way to the doctor was silent, Nines let the radio play swallowing how much he hated it when there were people talking on it. Gavin laughed at one of their jokes, so maybe it had been worth sitting through it. They were arriving, Nines interfacing with the receptionist android to transfer the information needed. Now all left to do for them was waiting. They sat next to each other, Gavin leaning against his side and Nines laying an arm around his shoulders to let him rest more comfortably on his slightly less hard chest. Sometimes he wished for the squishiness of humans or some android in the caretaker-line. But the Detective had never complained about his military-grade metal hull. Twenty minutes of waiting later they were called into an examination room and Nines noticed his human’s stress levels spike upon entering.

‘Hello, my name is Doctor Lawry, how may I help you?’ The woman held out her hand for a handshake, but Gavin just stared at it, an apologetic smile on his face that didn’t hide how uncomfortable he was. ‘Hello, I’m Detective Reed. I was bitten by a racoon this morning during a chase.’ ‘Okay, let me take a look.’ The doctor sat down and took Gavin’s hand, pressing on it just to earn a hiss. He knew It was meant to access the damage, but did they have to poke at it that way? ‘How does one get bitten by a racoon on a chase? The poor thing a wanted criminal?’, the woman chuckled, trying to lighten the atmosphere a bit. ‘No, we searched for a human, chasing their car up to a park. Then we searched for them there, I heard the rustle of leaves and investigated. Of course, the bastard was a racoon, not our criminal.’ ‘I would arrest it for assault’, Doctor Lawry continued with the jokes and Nines relaxed a bit as he saw the human’s stress levels decreasing.

‘Okay, so, the wound is infected, we will prescribe some antibiotics and the swelling should subside the next days. But you’d have to get some immunoglobulin shots in case it had rabies. Won’t take long.’ Gavin cursed under his breath. ‘Something wrong?’, the Doc asked, while filling the syringe. Gavin stared at it, then looked away and shuddered. ‘Ah, nothing’, he stammered. ‘Just that I might am a little bit very much afraid of needles?’ ‘Maybe your partner can distract you a bit?’ She looked up at Nines who had stood there as a silent observer up to now and he nodded. He stepped next to Gavin expecting him to give him something to work with. But the man looked up to him, blushing a bit like he always did when they were close together in public. It was as ridiculous as it was cute from Nines point of view. ‘Err… Could you… Hold my hand until it’s over?’ ‘Of course, Gavin.’ Nines took his human’s healthy hand and gently squeezed it. ‘I’m here. How about we go get a coffee after this? It’s on me. Any place you would like to go?’ That had him thinking at least, while the Doc prepared the shot and turned around. ‘How about that cosy one on the corner next to the bus stop?’ ‘We can also go to the fancy thing near the river’, Nines suggested, as the Doctor was ready. ‘Nah, couldn’t stand to look at all these suits and ties from the higher-ups and feel -Ouch! Phck, that-‘

‘So, the cosy one it is!’, Nines nodded as Gavin scrunched up his nose at the dull pain from the injection. ‘That would be it’, Doctor Lawry smiled at them both, pressing a pad to where the needle had been extracted and fastening it with tape. ‘I’ll make your receipt ready. You can get it at the reception. Have a nice day!’ They took their leave from the examination room; in Gavin’s case it was more of a flight. They fetched the piece of paper and walked outside.

‘Okay, Nines, just so you know it: I’m getting the biggest, most expensive thing I can find in this damn coffeeshop!’, Gavin threatened as he entered their car. ‘Anything for my brave warrior’, Nines chuckled fondly as he turned on the engine and drove off.

#detroit become human #dbh #Reed900 #Gavin Reed #RK900 #have some fluff because yes I DO love Nines I just also love torturing my bois...#Gavin got the biggest most exotic thing and didn't like it at all but drank it out of spite

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babystray-rescuecat · 4 years

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We just got back from the vet. It’s the same brand of clinics but a different location. It’s farther than the last vet but it’s actually within our city so I don’t have to worry about crossing borders and such.

We really like this new vet. She’s thorough. She’s got a good command of her staff, and she explains everything including the associated charges beforehand.

Now, for the good news and the bad news.

Good news: Kittens are healthy. Adult cats are mostly healthy too, like weight and body size. Dumpling’s platelet level has normalized! 🙌 Mimi can be spayed. Everyone has been dewormed. Tofu, Soybean, and Rieska have started their vaccine series.

Vet says I gotta wait for the series of 3 shots to be completely finished before I can neuter them tho which, I think, is bullshit. TNVR cats get both rabies and fvrcp vaccines the same day they get spayed/neutered. I know that comes with risks too but like... I don’t have the rest of my life to be taking care of the cats. I’m being pressured by my mum to get them adopted asap. I’m running out of funds to feed them too. Anyway...

Bad news:

Dumpling has mastitis and her belly/chest is swollen. Possibly something wrong with an organ or false pregnancy or actually pregnant. I had to cancel her spay surgery yet again! ☹️😞

Siomai has a fungal skin infection. We don’t know why she’s being chased by the boycats. There’s no test available to check hormone levels and such. Not here anyway. The vet did mention too that it’s possible a reproductive tissue was left behind during her spay surgery. Anyway, I hope her overgrooming stops with the shampoo.

Poor beat up Wonton needs time for his wounds to heal.

At least now we have treatment plans for all of them.

Got saline solution and wound sprays for Wonton. Medicated shampoo for Siomai. Antibiotics and warm compress for Dumpling’s swollen tiddy. Then check up next week with a repeat blood test and possible ultrasound/x-ray.

They’re all a good weight. Wonton is heaviest at 3.2kg! Big boy! BaoBao our little jumbo siopao at 3.0kg. Dumpling and Siomai 2.9kg and 2.7kg respectively. Kittens all around 1.5kg.

Oh! And one more good news. They decreased their blood test cost from 900 to 500. So I paid less than I thought I would this visit. I’ll reallocate those for the next one bc Dumpling needs a follow up check.

I’m really trying hard to focus on the positives. There’s no sense dwelling on the bad stuff. Just gotta get the sick cats their meds so they can get healthy as soon as possible. Get spayed/neutered and adopted.

Thought the visit would take us 5 hours. But it only lasted 2. Good thing too bc both me and the cats were getting hungry.

#cats #stray cats #rescue cats #stray animals #rescue animals #september 22 #2020

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Freddie’s chihuahua was being attacked by a cloud of bats. Or, possibly, Freddie’s chihuahua was attacking a cloud of bats. It was hard to tell who the actual aggressor was, under the circumstances, but history suggested that Ellen was probably at fault.

As soon as they burst through the front door, she dropped the bat she’d been chewing on and tried to look innocent. The bats may have also tried to look innocent, but Freddie wasn’t familiar enough with the expressions of bat-clouds to tell.

“I can’t believe you,” they said as they scooped her up. “Now you’re going to have to get rabies shots.”

“I don’t have rabies,” said the cloud of bats, which was now a very large man sprawled out on Freddie’s porch. He was stubbly and tousled, which would have been a better look if he hadn’t been wearing shorts and a Hawaiian shirt. They were, at least, black linen and not jorts. He had an enormous and ugly wound on his leg, pure black against paper-white skin.

Freddie looked at Ellen, and her stained black teeth. Then they looked back at the man.

“I’m going to go get a first-aid kit,” they decided.

“That would be nice,” he said.

With Ellen firmly secured into her kennel, they re-emerged into the porch with a plastic briefcase full of gauze and unguents. They assumed there were unguents. It seemed like the kind of thing a first aid kit ought to have. They’d also brought a damp washcloth, which they offered to the strange man so he could clean himself up.

“So,” they said. “You’re…”

He sighed. “Yeah.”

“A vampire.”

“What?” He made a face. “No. I’m a delivery guy.”

“… you can turn into a cloud of bats,” they pointed out.

“Yeah,” he said. “It takes a lot of bats to carry most packages. One bat would be a very inefficient delivery service provider.”

“You’re bleeding black,” they said, looking at their various bandaging options. Fortunately, the chihuahua-mauling looked much better now than it had. They offered him a tube of antibiotic ointment, which they were not convinced did anything, but which was the only unguent available. They were deeply dissatisfied at their unguent options, and would keep it in mind while purchasing future first aid kids.

“It’s ink,” he explained, smearing almost the entire tube on his leg. “In case I forget my pen.” The print of his shirt was a variety of cocktails on a black background. He wasn’t wearing a name tag.

“I don’t think I’d feel comfortable signing for a package with someone else’s blood,” they said.

“I try not to forget my pen,” he said.

“It’s almost midnight.”

“I know it was supposed to be here by eight,” he sighed. “You’re out of the way, it happens.”

“You’re also, like, eight feet…” They gestured to where he’d sprawled. “Long.”

He grinned. “That’s just good genes, is what that is.”

They bit their lip to suppress a grin in return, handing him gauze pads. “I mean, like–tall. But lying down.”

“Yeah, I got that,” he said, pressing the gauze pads against his leg. “Oh, did you think I thought you meant…? My dick? Like a dick thing? Because I didn’t. It’s not that big.”

“Oh, okay.” They were trying to keep their face neutral. It wasn’t working. They were also awkwardly working out how to wrap a bandage around his leg without getting his hand stuck. It involved a lot of getting their arms all wrapped around a strange man’s leg and trying not to make eye contact. He smelled like a broken ballpoint found in an otherwise empty backpack.

“You usually only get those kinds of proportions in things that can’t move,” he said, apparently oblivious. “Like barnacles. They can’t really, you know…” He made a gesture that approximated his hands humping each other, which at least got them out of the way of the bandages. “Instead they’ve just got to reach. With their dicks.”

“You know a lot about animal dicks,” they said.

“Yes,” he agreed, “which from your tone I’m realizing isn’t something I should reveal within the first half hour of meeting someone.” He accompanied this with a pair of silently apologetic fingerguns.

“Probably not,” they agreed. “I’m sorry you got mauled by a chihuahua.”

“There are worse things to be mauled by,” he said.

“Are there?”

“It’s an ancient and noble breed.” He said this very seriously, the way Freddie often did when defending their dog-related life choices.

They held out their hand. “I’m Freddie, by the way.”

“I know,” he said, accepting it for a shake. His hand was warm and calloused and practically swallowed theirs with the size of it. “I saw it on the label. I’m Arby.”

“Oh,” they said. They tried to think of a way to tactfully move on. “Like the meat,” they said instead.

“It’s short for Garbanzo.”

“Oh,” they said. His hand was still holding theirs, even though the handshake was over.

“I prefer Arby.”

“Yeah,” they said, which felt like a safe response. “I can see that,” they said, continuing to talk for some reason. “Meat’s good,” they finished, and should not have.

“Yeah,” he agreed. “I should probably go get your package.” He gestured to the lawn. They looked, and saw it sitting dented in the grass. The cardboard was long, and broad only at the base.

“Okay,” Freddie said, “I can definitely see why you thought I’d be down to talk weird dicks.”

“Yeah.”

Freddie was forced to confront the reality that, not long before, a cloud of bats carrying an enormous cardboard phallus had been flying toward their home. And they hadn’t even been able to take a picture of it to post on Twitter.

“Would it help if I said that it’s actually a poorly packaged, but very cool sword?”

“No,” he said. “That’s… I would say that’s worse, actually, in every possible respect.”

“A cool sword, though.”

“Everyone thinks their sword is cool.”

“Shit.” They huffed and sat on the stairs. “Yeah. It’s totally a huge… dong. I guess.”

“I was going to leave it under this table,” he said, “but your dog got pretty pissed.”

“She does that,” they said, muffled because they’d buried their face in their hands. Then they pulled themselves upright, and trudged into the yard to retrieve their mail. They had to carry it back held in both arms. “… I have a really poor sense of scale,” they explained.

“Ordering online is rough,” Arby said sympathetically.

“Are you good?” they asked.

“I think so,” he said, clumsily moving to stand. When he did, his head almost hit the roof of the porch. Freddie had to lean back a little to look up at him. “It’d be weird if I asked you out, right?”

“What?”

“I normally wouldn’t, but you seem like you’re into huge dongs, so.” He grinned.

“Wow.”

He faltered. “Not that I… that’s still too big,” he said, waving a hand at the three feet of cardboard in their arms. “That seems unsafe.”

“It is.”

“You should probably consult your doctor or something before–”

“Were you thinking coffee or a movie or what?” they interrupted, and he grinned again.

“How about I just give you my number, and you can text me so we can decide?”

“I’d like that.”

“Cool.” He licked the tip of his finger, and started writing on the cardboard.

“Wait, your spit too?”

“It’s a whole thing,” he said. He had to lick his finger every time he started a new number. “There,” he said when he finished the curve of the last 5.

“If you don’t hear from me, it’s because I hurt myself with a huge dong and now I’m in a coma,” they said.

“I was always planning to assume that,” he said with a knowing nod. “Later.” Then he turned into a cloud of bats (one of whom was mummified in gauze, and had to be carried by the others) and flew away.

Freddie watched the cloud disappear across the skyline before shuffling back into their house and shutting the door. They opened the indiscreet box, and contemplated the contents. Then they pulled it out, and gave the sword a few experimental swishes. It was still covered in foam to keep it from cutting through the cardboard. The handle gleamed with silver filigree.

“I think it’s a cool sword,” they said defensively to no one. Then they slouched. “It’s totally not, though.”

#original #mbmbam #look... things happen #fanfic #i guess????????#i don't know how this happened

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After the punk match I doze through the rest of the pay-per-view but when it came time to sleep I was way too congested and I started wheezing.

I was up when using the rest of the night I would lay there with my eyes closed and listen to my chest rattle but I would never actually fall asleep for more than a few minutes. This happens almost every time I have nasal problems it goes into my chest and starts messing with my asthma and lungs.

I had to be up at 8 to take our youngest cat Deucey to a vet appointment because she has been peeing all over the floor when she is never done that in any other house. The vet gave her an ultrasound and a big dose of antibiotics and then cleaned and repacked her anal sacs(!!!). She also got a rabies shot. Poor baby. Found out my big girl is over 10 lbs now. In 4 more months she will be 6 years old

I had left the window open again because yesterday it was 80 degrees. When I got up this morning it was 29.

I came home watch some of the pay-per-view that I had slept through and called in to mdlive to get some meds.

I managed to get in maybe 20 minutes of study time.

Hubby's wrists are swollen from standing groceries again. Sometimes it's like we are both so old and broken down. Someone I knew from high school who had been married to someone who graduated the year before us suddenly lost her husband this week. I don't know what happened but I don't think it was covid related because she never had said anything about him being sick. It seemed to come completely out of the blue so I'm guessing it was a heart attack which really freaks me out because he was only 1 year older than us.

In the picture she posted while he did look a lot different than when we were in high school he did not seem to be overweight or out of shape, at least no more than any of us 50 year olds are.

MD Live hooked me up with antibiotics, steroids, and cough suppressant. I took them all without eating. A little light-headed before I managed to cook some dinner and now I'm hoping to God to crawl in bed and sleep.

So many school breaks are like this. It is like my body knows exactly when I have a break in my schedule that keeps me going right up till that break and then when I have a day off it completely implodes or falls apart.

#sick me #kinda sick cat #death mention #growing older #teacher on break

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Merry Fuckin' Christmas

Random Christmas Smut :

Daryl Dixon x OC - Mature content @soythedemonqueen a couple days late but here’s your Daryl smut. :) xoxo xoxo

It was Christmas Eve and Daryl found himself at a shithole in the Kentucky, his rig broken down with a load of timber. He’d been on his normal route up to Michigan when his engine light flashed and steam poured from his hood. The poorly repaired radiator had finally shit the bed and Daryl was stuck, with no repair shop open for miles, until the twenty-sixth. He would be bedding down in his cab for a couple days and the only two places open within walking distance, was a greasy spoon diner and a shady as shit bar. He chose alcohol over food when his day spiraled into the shitter even further, as the skies broke above and sheets of rain poured down on his walk to town.

‘Merry Fuckin’ Christmas.’ He scoffed inwardly while sipping his beer.

Daryl glanced at the dirty blonde that sided up to the bar shortly after he arrived, her denim jacket soaked from the rain outside. She ordered a whiskey, her voice husky but smooth. Raking a hand through her hair, the damp woman asked, “Got a problem?” Grunting in return, Daryl turned his attention back the bartop below his elbows and the sweaty beer glass in front of him. He wasn’t going to push his luck and interact with anyone, he wasn’t sure how much worse his day could get, but he wasn’t going to gamble. It wasn’t as though he would even speak to woman in a bar on a normal day, but the way her body was stretched, her bra showing under the wet tshirt, it had his throat tightening and mouth drying out. Daryl tried to remember the last time he’d gotten laid, his mind shuffling to a drunken romp in a trailer a few years back. That train of thought only led to memories of times he preferred to forget, his solitary life on the road fitting him much better. “You gonna stare all night or what?” She asked, before sipping her drink and raising an eyebrow. “Ain’t starin’?” “No? You got a lazy eye then?” Narrowing his eyes, Daryl growled, “Ain’t got no lazy eye.”

Snickering, she signaled for another double and drawled, “Good to know. They always bother me. I can never tell what fucking eye is actually looking at my tits.”

Choking on his beer, Daryl felt his lips twitching at her dry humor. “Guess you’ll know when I am then.” Smirking at him, she turned slightly in her seat and waved a hand over her torso like a gameshow host. “Well, get it over with, cowboy.” Snorting, Daryl glanced at her cocked eyebrow and twisted lips. “Not gonna fall for that shit, I look and you’ll jus’ punch me in the balls.” Laughing with an appealing rasp, she bumped him with her elbow and drawled, “Well, fuck. You’ve got me figured out already.” A smile tugged at his mouth but he shoved it away to appear unaffected by her pouty lips and sparkling blue eyes. She was sexy as fuck and Daryl couldn’t help but slyly trail his eyes over her tight jean covered ass and long legs. He felt the rumblings of want in his gut, the resting beast, that he’d thought died, shaking itself awake.

“So, what’s got you in this armpit on Christmas Eve?” “Could ask ya the same.” He grumbled, throwing back the rest of his beer before asking for a whiskey. Something stronger would be need to subdue the throb growing in his Levi’s, the flirty blonde heating up the room. “You could but I asked you first.” She drawled. He scoffed, his eyes flicking over to her before answering, “Truck broke down.“ “Sucks to be you. The family’s probably pissed huh?” Shrugging his shoulder, Daryl ignored the attempt at getting information and grunted, “Your turn.” “Me, oh well I’ve always wanted to celebrate the season in a bar that could give me sepsis. You know, make me thankful the rest of the year when I don’t need antibiotics” Rolling his eyes at her half assed answer, Daryl sipped his drink and ruminated on what her story could be. She didn’t seem the type to keep close friends or family, her salty attitude, abrasive at best and irritating at worst. “Well, I suppose I should introduce myself since we’re both stuck drinking this watered down shit. I’m Grayson.” “Grayson?” “Yeah, friends call me Gray or G if your hip like that.” “Hhmp.” Daryl grunted, his mouth rolling the name around and finding it somehow fitting for her to have such an odd name. She wasn’t a normal girl you’d meet in a bar, her sense of humor quirky and smile edging on sarcastic. “You gonna tell me yours or do I need to keep calling you cowboy?” “Daryl.” “Daryl huh? Yeah I see it.” “See what?” “Just look like a Daryl.” Cocking an eyebrow at her, he grumbled, “That a insult?” “Nope. Just look like a southern boy. Sound like a southern boy. Name fits.” “From Georgia.” Daryl offered surprisingly revealing something about himself. “Good ol’ boy then.” “Ain’t no good ol boy.” “I’m sure you’re pa was.” Grunting, he looked away and rolled his shoulders uncomfortably, as the sting of the scars on his back flared at the mere mention of his old man. “Touchy subject.” She quipped before throwing back the rest of her liquor. “Noted.” “So where you from?” He grumbled, avoiding the obvious landmine topic.

“Kentucky, well. Sorta. Born in Nevada but the parental units weren’t exactly parental so I was shipped off to the nearest relatives. So Texas, then… Nebraska. Michigan and finally the great state of Kentucky.” “Damn. Thought I moved a lot.” “Yeah, I don’t settle roots.” She snorted, “this place is been home for… three days.” Snorting, he glanced at her as she drummed her fingers on the bartop. “You get a room at the hotel?” Grayson asked, her eyes flicking to the bartender while pointing at her glass for another round. Daryl would’ve been surprised at her getting another drink if she didn’t seem like the type of woman who could hold her liquor. “Nah. Stayin’ in the rig.” “Comfy.” She deadpanned, sipping from the glass. “Slept worse places.” Daryl drawled, his lip curling slightly as she laughed. He like the sound and he liked that he had her making it. “Well, by all means. Get a wicked crook in your neck, meanwhile I’ll stretch out on my queen sized bed after a hot shower.” Daryl’s eyes slid to hers as she bit her lip, the woman playing coy. A rough sound escaped his throat as he contemplated what her statement and face were telling him. A heat began to spread from his groin, a slow roar that tightened his balls and deepened his breathing. “Could use a shower.” He heard himself muttering, his eyes catching the way her throat bobbed at his statement, a flush painting her cheeks pink. “Best settle our tabs then Daryl.” She drawled, pulling out her cigarettes. “I’ll be outside having a smoke.” With that, she wandered out of the bar and Daryl scoffed in irritation.

‘Figures.’ He grumbled, the man realizing she was just using him to buy her drinks for the evening. Throwing down a few bills after getting the total from the bartender, Daryl headed for the exit. He was pleasantly buzzed at least, the man figuring she would be long gone by the time he found his way outside. His evening wasn’t a total loss, the anger from being stuck momentarily forgotten.

Sliding out onto the tiny patio, he cupped his lighter as he lit a smoke. Sucking in a deep drag, he startled as her voice rasped behind him. “About time. Thought you were gonna puss out.”

His eye twitched at the taunt, his nostrils flaring as smoke was exhaled. “Ain’t no a bitch.”

“Good.” She quipped, tipping her chin to the beat up pick up truck. “Get in then.”

He hadn’t expected to wind up in some hotel room with a strange woman but there he was, watching her peel off her soaked coat and kick off her boots. Daryl removed his leather jacket, his shirt soaked down the back of his collar and chest. “I’d offer you the shower first but I’m kinda a bitch.” She rasped, her lips twisting into a smirk as she removed her jeans and t-shirt. He swallowed thickly as he saw her translucent bra and panties, the sheer fabric soaked from rainwater. “Those look uncomfortable.“ “They are.” She rasped, teasingly pulling at the material. “Take ‘em off.” He growled, his hand adjusting the swelling in his jeans.

Licking her lips, Grayson slid her panties down and tugged off her bra leaving her smooth skin exposed. Biting his bottom lip, Daryl yanked his shirt off before reaching for her hips. He pulled her against his front, her soft skin feeling scorching against his chest. Growling when her mouth slid along his collarbone and nipped the skin sharply. “Easy.” He grunted, his fingers curling into her soft hips and narrow waist. “Don’t need no rabies shots.” Smirking, her tongue soothed the red spot she’d caused. “Sorry, cowboy.” “Get in the shower.” Daryl rasped, his hands guiding her backwards. “Freezin’ my balls off.” “Well, we don’t want that.” She muttered, her tongue swiping across the tattoo on his chest.

Grayson pulled the curtain open and turned the faucet on, steaming rising almost instantly as the shower head sputtered alive. She climbed inside and cocked an eyebrow. “Wearing jeans in the shower Daryl?” “Nah.” He grunted, dropping his jeans and boxers without hesitation, despite the anxious rattle he felt up his backbone. Daryl wasn’t the most confident of men but he knew he had a decent body and his dick was nothing to be scoffed at. The sight of her eyes widening and lips parting at the view, however, had his ego swelling as much as his dick, the muscle flexing as she licked her lips hungrily. “Like that, darlin?” He asked, the words rolling across his lips like gravel as he stroked his cock. “Yeah.” She gasped, hers eyes flicking over his body before focusing onto his groin. “Fucking get in me already… Here, get in here already… I mean.” “Right.” He drawled, his lips twitching as she seemed flustered under his gaze. “You don’t want me in you then?” “Yeah… I do.” “Yeah?” “Fuck yes.” She growled, her hand clutching his wrist and pulling him into the shower stall. Kissing her deeply, Daryl curled his hands into her blonde hair, holding her face to his. He dove into Grayson’s sweet mouth, his tongue curling around hers, sampling every corner of the needy heat. She was greedy, her teeth clacking against his as she sucked and nipped his lips. “Fuck.” She growled as he pressed her into the tile wall, his leg rubbing between hers. “Like that?” He growled into her neck, sucking on her pulse point as she squirmed against his thigh. “Yeah.” She moaned, her blue eyes fluttering closed as his hand cupped her breast, his thumb brushing across her hard nipple. “Want more, darlin’.” Daryl muttered behind her ear, his tongue tracing the shell and lobe. “Yeah.” Groaning at her exploring hands, her fingers finding their way to his cock. He pressed his forehead against the cool tile and panted as she stroked a tight grip around his aching dick, the head swelling with every pump. “You like that, cowboy?”

Grunting, Daryl pulled away and spun her around to face the wall. A squeak was followed by a needy moan as his hand dove between her legs from behind. Curling into his fingers through the wet lips between her spread legs, Daryl growled deeply as he found her soaked and fluttering. “Want my dick, sugar?” “Yes.” She hissed as his fingers plunged inside. “Now.” Groaning as he rolled his hips against her ass, his dick sliding along the slick skin.

“Damn, darlin’. Alright. Alright.” He rumbled into the curve of her neck, his tongue tasting her as he slid into position. The heat between her legs felt overwhelming, the sensation causing his fingers to curl into her hips and teeth to sink into her shoulder. He could feel her walls fluttering with every push, his dick pulling delicious moans from her throat, as she clawed at the wall. “That’s it.” He grunted, his hips settling flush with hers. “Take it all, sugar.”

Grayson moaned, her eyes flicking to him over her shoulder, blonde hair plastered to her forehead. Daryl growled at the sight of her lust blown pupils and swollen lips, the woman desperate for him. “Hold on, sweetheart.” Daryl rasped into her ear, before snapping his hips at a rapid pace, driving himself inside the tight heat. “Fuck.” She moaned, her ass pushing back into his groin as she arched her neck onto his shoulder. “Yeah.” He growled into her neck, biting into the soft flesh and sucking deep bruises into the pale skin. “You like it hard?” “Yes.” Grayson panted, her cheek flush against the wall as Daryl boxed her in with wide shoulders and thick arms. One hand buried itself into her hair and tugged her head back and to the side, stretching the curve for better access. His tongue licked a long line up the delicate skin, circling the love bites he’d left. A smirk curled his lips at the sight, his eyes meeting hers as she stared at him in a daze. Kissing her lips gently, Daryl moved his other hand between her body and the wall, his fingers stroking her soaked lips. He felt himself pumping into her, the dual sensation curling his toes and tightening his balls. Thrusting into her with rapid and firm pumps, their skin slapping and feet slipping. Growling as she clenched around his dick, Daryl could feel her teetering on the edge of an orgasm.

“Come on, darlin’. I feel ya.” He growled, his fingertips flicking her hood sharply. “Cum for me.” A whine rose from her arched throat, her mouth dropping open as she shuddered underneath his weight. Daryl pushed inside as far as her tight little body would allow, soaking up the feeling of her fluttering walls and wet lips. He rocked his hips into her, his body pressing her into the tile as he panted into her wet hair. “Fuckin’ so tight.” “You gonna cum, cowboy?” She rasped, her breath choppy and hoarse. “Fuck yeah.” He grunted, his hips slamming into her ass, the soft flesh bouncing with every thrust. “So deep.” “Yeah, do it.” “Fuck.” Daryl snarled, his hands grasping her breasts as he slapped his hips into her over and over. The clench of her around his aching head, had Daryl losing all control of his body. Shoving himself into her, he pressed the petite blonde into the wall while rocking the last throbbing pulses into her. “Jesus.” Daryl panted, his breath sharp and hurried as he sucked on her neck. Sliding from her body, Daryl stepped back and allowed her to turn around. She gave him a flirty smirk as she did, kissing his jaw and cheek before planting one on his lips.

“I’m not sure if I made Santa’s naughty or nice list, but I sure as fuck believe in holiday miracles now. Best present ever.” She replied her eyes bright and playful.

“Only present I ever got.”

Cocking an eyebrow at the statement, Grayson drawled, “well that’s unacceptable.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” She muttered before dropping to her knees. “Guess I’ll need to make sure it can never be topped then huh?”

Daryl groaned as she took him into her mouth. “Merry fucking Christmas.”

[Part Two] [Part Three]

#the walking dead #daryl dixon #daryl x oc #twd #fanfic #fanfiction #smut #merry fuckin christmas #one shot

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20 Questions with Dr Ferox #21

Looks like it’s time for another round of 20 questions and comments. I’ve tried to tag you all again, but if you asked on Anonymous I have no way of tagging you.

Anonymous said: Do you prefer treating certain animals over others? I'm friends with a few vets and I know one who's pretty much specialized in cats and another who can treat most companion animals but has a strong preference for dogs (good thing dog vet was out hiking with cat vet when cat vet's dog got a face full of porcupine quills lol) .

I do have a preference for cats, we just seem to come to a better mutual understanding, and I'm very softly spoken in person so the cats are less inclined to panic. I used to get along well treating cattle for some reason too, but I'm pretty exclusively in small animal practice these days.

Anonymous said: Does your clinic have a Facebook page? If so - how would you feel if clients posted pictures of their pets to it? My vet recently got my rat through a tough injury and I'd like to post a picture of her now that she's all healed up, but I don't know if that'd be weird or if any of them would even see it.

We love it when it happens. Happy pets with a nice comment on our Facebook page is always welcome. Sometimes we let people email us photos and we post them for us too.

Anonymous said: I know is Aus we're usually told to take injured wildlife to our local vet. Do you mind it, or should they be taken somewhere else instead?

It's perfectly fine for triage, but if somebody brings in an endangered species with a reasonably good prognosis, we'll often recommend it goes to a better equipped clinic for that species. Note very clinic has UV lights for turtles, for example.

Anonymous said: Hello, many years ago I lost my chihuahua to a broken back which I believe stemmed from him jumping onto our couches and beds so often. The experience was very traumatizing for me but now I have another chihuahua who jumps often and I don't often take him to the vet so I was wondering if it is common for smaller dogs to hurt themselves from jumping so often?

To actually break the back would be unusual, but slipping an intervertebral disc so that it prolapses up into the spine is relatively common after jumping off things in tiny dogs.

@justaphage said: I've been wondering about probiotics (this is not a question about the health of my dog, she's getting treatment). Multiple times (and with two different vets) when my dog had diarrhea they gave us a probiotic along with the dewormer or antibiotic and I've been thinking: my doctors never prescribed or suggested that when I'm sick in a similar way. Is there some difference in what we know about dog/human probiotics or is it just a difference of the culture of medicine.

It's probably more a culture of medicine than anything else, but also probiotics are kind of wishy-washy in terms of clinical evidence. There's some evidence to say they're sometimes very useful, but other times not so much. Keep in mind though that dogs are also much more likely to eat poop from other animals and so will be picking up all sorts of intestinal microflora.

Anonymous said: I came across your weed toxicity post for pets and had a question: a friend of mine recently told me he got weed extract for his anxious rescue pet (can't remember if it was a dog or cat) but prescribed by a veterinarian I didn't ask him more about it because I was too confused at the moment, knowing that weed does not have the same effects on dogs and cats as it has on people. do you think this is legit or was he bullshitting me?

It's hard to know, especially given that I have no way of knowing which country you're in, or what your laws in relation to marijuana are. Certainly there are some veterinarians working on cannabinoid extracts with known concentrations and milligram dosages, but if I was told this locally I would be extremely skeptical.

@fallowsthorn said: On the "cats don't usually get round tumors" thing - weirdly enough, our cat has a bunch of them. Our joke is that he gets a new one every time he goes to the vet, because every single time, the tech says something to the effect of "well this isn't normal for cats but...." They're just little bumps of fat, they don't grow, and he doesn't poke at them or seem in pain, but he's got like twenty of them by now and it's super weird.

It is super weird. Cats usually get inflamed fat rather than fatty tumors, but there's always somebody that does things differently.

Anonymous said: Hey Dr Ferox! I'm just asking purely out of curiosity, have you ever had a kitty patient come in with an aural hematoma?

I have once, but I can't remember whether it had been in a fight or had an ear infection, or both. We treated it surgically, the same way as a dog.

@daedricprincessxoxo said: I've decided to start as a technician before becoming a veterinarian, after a CVPM at a big-deal hospital told me how much she recommends it. After ages of financial constraints, I finally began the course to become licensed!! I'm to excited not to share!!!

That is very exciting and great to hear. Best of luck with all of it.

@insatiable-obsession said: Hi I love your blog! It's so informative and real, and I'm trying very hard to get into the vet world (unsuccessfully applied to several vet clinics and hopefully going to vet tech school next year!) I was wondering if you have any advice or opinions on zoo work/zookeeping? Also to give you a fun break from all the vet questions, do you prefer: sunset or sunrise? Camping or going to the beach? Christmas or Halloween? Pen or pencil? Sweet or savory?

I really don't do much with zoos and prefer not to analyse them too much through a veterinary lens, because I want to keep them as something fun. Like everything else in life zookeeping is possible to do very well, and possible to do very badly. You could pop across to @why-animals-do-the-thing for more zookeeping connections.

Anonymous said: I'm so annoyed right now. So ever since my friend got a dog we were trying to get them to get him fixed (her dad who's totally hyper masculine is against neutering) then they got a girl dog and refused to get her fixed (we convinced the mom but not the dad). They tried to rehome the girl earlier in the year and until tonight they've refused to get one of them fixed. Tonight the girl had 9 pups and it's the only thing that convinced them to get her fixed (after she's done nursing) They also are keeping one of the male puppies. The dogs go out on a cable because they don't have a yard. The dogs are big too they're an staff bully breed mixes.

I don't know what to tell you Anon. It's a poor situation for those animals to be in, but I can't tell you anything to make it any better, and as long as their minimum welfare standards are met, the animals can't be seized.

Anonymous said: I am considering harness training a new cat. I have only indoor cats. If I allow my new cat out in a harness will I need to do anything different for care of my indoor cats, because all the cats will be in contact together at home. My indoor cats are up to date on their rabies and distemper vaccines, do they need anything else?

You should call your own vet about what concerns are relevant locally. You are very clearly not local to me and I cannot give you specific veterinary advice, but I suspect parasite control is going to be important for your cats.

Anonymous said:What do you do if your pet dies at home? Like with the body?

Depending on where you are, you can have the option to bury your pet at home, or you can arrange burial or cremation either through a vet clinic or a pet crematorium directly.

Anonymous said: I have a 3.5 month old kitten and he occasionally like tries to eat litter? i use a clay bases non clumping litter and i move him away whenever he starts but like? Could there be a medical reason? Is he just weird? Were taking him to the vet soon to be neutered and im going to ask them then. Thank you!!

There is no way for me to tell whether your kitten it eating litter because it has a nutrient deficiency, an abnormal behavior or is just chewing on things with a novel texture. Hope your vet visit goes well.

Anonymous said: Hi, not sure if you can help, but figure it's worth a shot! I'm in my parasitology class and I'm having the hardest time keeping the Spinose ear tick and the ear mite straight in my head due to their extremely similar scientific names(otobius megnini and otodectes cynotis respectively) and both residing in/around an animals ears, can you offer any advice?

Sorry I don't have any advice for you, other than O. megnini being an overseas parasite and not one I have to deal with.

Anonymous said: I came across your blog while having a nasty bout of heartburn and I got to wondering: can animals suffer from acid reflux or have symptoms similar to GERD in humans? If so, do you know of any cases or treatments?

Small animals can also suffer acid reflux and subsequent oesophageal ulcers. It's particularly common in brachycephalic dogs. There are a variety of potential predisposing causes, some of which are managed medically, but some require surgery. Hiatal hernias are a good example.

@softlyfiercely said: Am curious re: your thoughts on a childhood memory. We had snails in our yard growing up (southwestern USA) and we loved them. My brother & I fed them lettuce & built them little stick-and-leaf villages. Once we brought one inside to show a family friend. He dropped it. Its shell cracked & it looked in bad shape. We were distraught and begged mom to bring it to a vet. She did not. But would a vet have been able to help? How do zoos care for endangered snails? Can snail shells be repaired?

Some clinics equipped for exotics can and will treat snails, but not very often. It's possible to repair small areas of damage to the shell, so long as the body has not been damaged and does not come into contact with any glue or compounds used.

@malted-shark said: Just wanna' say. Sardine sounds like my Basil at the vet. He has aggressive on his chart and they legitimately have to launch a liquid sedative in his mouth. I wish I was kidding. I wish he wasn't such a nightmare at the vet. He's like that at home sometimes too. Particularly, he doesn't like it when things aren't done EXACTLY to his liking and don't dare try to restrain or hell is to be paid. I just let them handle it, I get scared of him.

With cats like this, sometimes all you can and should do is sedate them for an exam. It's stressful for the cat and dangerous for the handler otherwise.

@peaceofpuregold said: As a primary human to two feral (currently not so feral with a lot of patience, training, and good luck in the mix) can confirm at least 70% of the feral cat escape phrases. All I was missing were the washing machine related ones. I might use this to make a bingo card.

If you do make a feral cat bingo card, let us know!

@hesmyboi said: Came for Trashbag, stayed because I adore animals, I like your style, and I'm having fun learning about veterinarian stuff

And we're very pleased to have you here with us. Thank you.

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Tips and tricks from my travels

Interrupting the usual posting schedule for something a bit different (I’ve got time up my sleeve and thought it would be handy to document my packing list for later on).

My packing list!

Clothing:

7x tops (light/short sleeved)

3x sports tips

2x thermal tops

1x long sleeve top

1x 3/4 sleeve top

2x bikini top and bottom

1x full piece togs (with sleeves to avoid jelly’s!)

1x denim skirt

1x denim shorts

1x jeans

1x full length tights

2x 3/4 length tights

1x sport shorts

1x elephant pants

1x wool stockings

1x normal stockings (I find these good to wear under jeans to make them warm)

2x dresses

14x underwear

4x bras

2x sports bras

2x sneakers (I left with one and bought a second in LA. My ones I bought with me have lived a good life so second was in case they die)

2x jandals/sandals (again left with one but on the road realised my sandals weren’t waterproof so new jandals were needed for showers. Picked some up for 28 pesos in Mexico!).

Accessories:

1x travel pack (I went with the MacPac Orient express as it felt the best when I put it on. It’s 65L including the smaller bag)

1x day pack (mine came with my big bag)

1x drink bottle (stainless steel/insulated to keep whatever is inside cold/hot - which ever it was to begin with!). This is one of my absolute must haves and it surprised me others aren’t travelling with them. Mine as a wee handle and I loop it to my bag with a carebena

1x travel pillow

5x luggage (TSA approved) locks. My large pack uses two, small pack one. Then two spares. One is for on lockers at hostels. The other has a longer loop which Kimberley said was handy to have in India for long bus journeys. Haven’t used so far but nice to have.

2x random shoppings bags (to use for beach or food carrying)

1x headlamp

1x torch

1x money belt (I got the gotravel one as it truely can’t be seen under clothes)

2x hat (1 is a sports one so good for sweat and water)

1x fast dry towel

1x sarong (I picked this up in Mexico to use as a beach towel)

1x sleeping bag sheet

1x sunglasses

1x 5 pack of carebenas from Kathmandu

Bathroom:

Shampoo/conditioner - I don’t use sunsilk at home but discovered they do 200ml bottles the day I left (and I couldn’t fit my 350ml bottles I normally buy!)

Moisturiser

Face wash

Razors

Toothbrush x3 (I don’t like using a tooth brush for too long, especially on the road)

Toothpaste

Floss and floss sticks (I love these!)

Hair brush (mini) and wide tooth comb

Hair ties

Face wipes (you could use baby wipes!)

Cotton buds/pads

Nail polish (purchased a mini one on the road)

Sunblock - one large liquid and also a large aerosol spray (so I can do my back alone). Also special face sunblock.

DEET!

Medication:

Vaccinations - I went to the doctor and was topped up on everything needed for stock standard vaccines you get at home. I had done this also for Asia a few years back so it wasn’t many.

On top of this I was vaccinated for rabies, yellow fever and I had dukoral (a vaccine you drink) which covers you for cholera.

Paracetamol

Ibuprofen

Immodium

Antibiotics

Allergy medication

Ondasetron

Nausea

Altitude sickness

Malaria medication

Eye drops

Ointments for every skin ailment

Vitamin C tablets

Melatonin

Mini first aid kit

Plasters of a variety of shapes and sizes

Strapping tape (had ankle issues before I left)

Eyedrops

I don’t have charcoal tablets but I’ve met a lot of travellers who do

Electronics:

Cellphone

Kindle

2x portable chargers (left with one but picked up a second in LA as it was cheap and smaller than my Deloitte one). 2 is excessive.

1x headphones (I have the wee ones so less bulky)

1x book (not electronic but sits with them in my pack)

What was overkill:

Travel insurance

Research research research!

I ultimately went with Cigna because they would cover hikes at altitude from 4,000m - 6,000m above sea level (if you’re with a guide company).

Usually I go with Southern Cross Travel Insurance (without thinking about it) but they didn’t have any kind of cover for high altitude cover from what I found/spoke to them about. I also spoke to 1Cover and they suggested their sister company itrek. I found itrek to be double the price and seemed to need go be booked from Australia. Cigna was a last minute find! But a good one.

As they say if you can’t afford travel insurance you can’t afford to travel.

Doctors visit

See medication section of my packing list for both the drugs I took with me and the vaccines I got.

Highly recommend seeing a travel doctor (only they can do the yellow fever injection in NZ / I went to WorldWise in New Market).

However for prescriptions I went to my normal GP as this way they are subsidised to 5$ per script. Travel doctor prescriptions aren’t subsidised (this is what they told me). But they will help you figure out what prescriptions you need.

For melatonin, I picked it up in the USA last year. You can get it in NZ (prescribed) but it’s more expensive (5-15$ a pill versus I spent that amount on 100 in the USA). I prefer melatonin to other sleeping pills that the doctors offer which are subsidised. I only really use it on planes to help with time shifts).

Also, book doctors appointments as early as possible.

Rabies is typically 3 shots over a month plus there is currently a shortage in NZ. I was only able to get it because they gave me another type of vaccine (4 injections in a week in your skin rather than muscle) and because the particular vile had previously been approved and I was deemed high risk (given length I’m away).

Medicine bag and bags packed at the start!

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verifiablebot · 7 years

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alright guys listen up

this day and age people ain’t got a lot of money. i don’t, you don’t - but you have this cat right, and you can feed it and love it, but you dread the day you have to take him to the vet cos he got sick and you don’t have much savings. i know that feeling.

now i will preface this by saying if you straight up cannot afford to give your animal basic medical care like spaying/neutering, heartworm medication for dogs, and rabies vaccinations, you should really look at rehoming your animal or not adopting a pet in the first place. intentionally denying an animal basic medical care is cruelty. i don’t mean like ‘oh i need to wait til i get paid next to take her to the vet’, i mean ‘i do not make enough money to get my cat shots and also feed myself.’ if it’s the latter, maybe skip on fido or fluffy, aight? pets are a luxury; don’t take on the responsibility of another being if you aren’t completely positive you can care for them.

BUT. this is where it gets better. so your dog has worms and your cat has a cold and you’re just like ‘man vet visits are just so expensive just for some pills to treat what i know is the problem.’ that’s where i got you. a LOT of common medications for common minor pet ailments can be bought over the counter, without a prescription from a vet. if you know within a reasonable doubt what the problem with your animal is, by all means save yourself a few bucks and just order that shit from amazon. it’s a life saver.

‘but shazza,’ you say, ‘i don’t know what medications to use!’ well good thing you have me. or google. but i’m just gonna list what i know here to make it easy. my credentials, you ask? first off, i am not a vet. however, i worked at an animal shelter for 2.5 years, working directly with our shelter vet. additionally, i fostered kittens for several different shelters for over 5 years, again working closely with a vet. you learn a lot about common animal diseases and their treatments by dealing with strays on a daily basis. i own rabbits as livestock, and all you fellow homesteaders and farmers out there know that it’s really just not cost effective to bring a herd of 27 animals to the vet, so you gotta handle some things on your own.

good enough for you? great. on to it, then. with every one of these suggestions, if you pet does not show improvement within a few days, seek veterinary help!

you can also feel free to message me any time for advice! but again, i’m not a vet! i just make it a hobby of studying animal health and medications because of what i do.

Amoxicillin - the most common antibacterial medication in cats and dogs

treats: respiratory infection (coughing, sneezing, snotty nose), urinary tract infection, secondary skin infections from mange or wounds, pretty much any kind of bacterial infection.

amoxicillin is something pretty much everyone has bought to treat SOMETHING at some point in their pet owning lives. it’ll treat pretty much any kind of bacterial infection known to man and is relatively safe to use. it’s commonly sold under the brand name Clavamox when you get it from a vet. however it’s also a common fish medication and can be purchased on amazon. this link will get you 30 500mg tablets for about $30. that’s plenty to save for next time, and all that is like the price of the vet exam itself. dosage is 5 - 10mg per pound of weight every 24 hours for three days. generally with cats we cut the pill in half. you can grind the pill and mix it with water or chicken broth and syringe it into your pet’s mouth if they’re one of the ones that don’t take pills well.

you may also commonly see doxycycline used to treat URI and UTI in dogs and cats, maybe mixed with amoxicillin (they call the concoction ‘moxy’.) doxycycline is a prescription-only medication and can help the infection clear up faster, but usually amoxicillin alone will do the job.

NOTE: amoxicillin should NEVER be given to rabbits. all penicillin like medications are toxic to them and you may end up with a dead bunny. unfortunately it’s common for non rabbit-savvy vets to prescribe pencillin. so this is me saving your rabbit’s life. check out MediRabbit for more information on bunny-safe medications!

WORMERS. everyone’s favourite subject

eww. your dog’s pooping worms again. time for a vet visit. NOPE. there are tons of over the counter wormers. you’ve probably seen a bunch of them and maybe even used them. guess what - they’re way cheaper on amazon.

now i dont know about you guys, but i’ve had a bitch of a time finding tapeworm medications over the counter, especially for cats. i live in an area where the fleas are just abysmal despite using really powerful flea medications on my animals, so i deal with tapeworms a lot. a lot of otc wormers do NOT target tapeworms, so it’s important that if you know you’re dealing with tapeworms (little rice-sized wiggly things on your pet’s butt and where they sleep,) to make sure you’re buying a wormer that contains fenbendazol.

for dogs: there’s lots of different brands, but panacur is the one your vet will prescribe to you, and wow, it’s on amazon for $14. amazing. make sure it’s the right dosage for your pet’s weight.

for cats: drontal will likely be the brand your vet prescribes, and it’s $30 on amazon for one adult cat’s dose. Note: i managed to find 8 tablets previously for only like $16, but the seller ran out. do a search when you need this because you CAN get it much cheaper, but this is what i could find as of today.

ivermectin: this medication will treat most other worms that aren’t tapeworms, so hookworms, roundworms, etc. you can buy about 40ml of it on amazon or at your local farm feed store for about $30 or $40, but it’s not really cost effective to get that much for one or two treatments as it spoils easily. dogs in the collie families should not be given ivermectin as they are particularly sensitive to it.

note: if you treat your pet for worms and they still have really bad smelling diarrhea and are lethargic, you may be dealing with coccidia or some other amoeba or a bacterial infection that will need vet attention and medications.

itchy itchy mange and mites

dog losing patches of hair and is covered in scabs? cat is scratching at its ears and shaking its head a lot? you probably have mites. mange is a super common ailment in dogs and is caused by two different type of mites - sarcoptic and demodex. they’re both treated pretty similarly - with shampoo and antibiotics.

shampoos are fairly easy to find over the counter at pet stores and online. i have never needed to use it myself so i can’t recommend a product, but this one seems pretty good for mange and other skin issues. i’ve also heard of using food grade diatomaceous earth as a dusting on several species of animal to treat mites and fleas, but i’ve not tried it myself. and remember, never use a mange shampoo on a cat!

secondly, most mange, especially demodectic mange causes skin lesions and scabs which the dog can open, leading to secondary skin infections. that’s where giving them a dose of amoxicillin can help the healing process.

FLEAS.

the bane of every dog owner’s existence. this section is less about cheap methods for flea control, but more a psa on what NOT to do. unfortunately fleas are a thing you just cannot skimp on. you can’t. especially if you have nuclear fleas like i do.

BAD:

flea collars. outside of the seresto collars, flea collars aren’t worth your time. at best, they do nothing. at worse, they cause painful chemical burns on your pet’s neck. like, there’s a website dedicated to people who have horror stories about using hartz collars and topicals. it just ain’t worth it.

cheap topicals. again, i already mentioned that there’s a website dedicated specifically to hartz products giving pets chemical burns. but pretty much any cheap topical medication will be at best useless and at worse dangerous. if you buy it at walmart, or at petsmart without needing to be let into the cabinet, it ain’t worth it.

GOOD:

pretty much the only otc flea meds worth your time are advantage/advantix and revolution. unfortunately, they’re also expensive. but it’s worth your dog not going bald and bloody from scratching - not to mention all the other problems fleas bring, like tapeworms, heartworms, and a ton of diseases. just be glad you probably won’t need the super mondo expensive prescription only ones like i do

eye stuff

another of the most common things i find with strays is eye problems. and they always look AWFUL but are almost never as bad as you think they are. animals get eye issues for a variety of reasons - scratches, bacterial infection, whatever. at some point you’ll wake up and your dog will have a red swollen eye or some crust. it’s probably fine.

treatment: clindamycin. brand name vetercyin, that link will get you a little bottle of gel for about $17. it also comes in drops. this stuff is a lifesaver for livestock owners and people who work with rescues. just smush a little in the eye twice a day and it should clear up super quickly.

i also recommend doing periodic flushes with saline solution when an animal has an eye problem, especially if the eye is crusty or swollen. warm teabag compresses are also a popular remedy. this helps break up crush and lessen swelling, which helps the animal feel much much better.

vaccines

this is probably the single easiest way to save money on your pets: give them their shots yourself. i don’t really say this lightly though - it’s not just sticking a needle in your cat and going. you have to know what you’re doing, but it’s not really that hard to learn. if you can find someone to teach you, do that. if not, youtube can really help. basically though, make sure there’s no air in your syringe, stab with confidence, and NEVER go into the muscle. if you draw back on the plunger and get blood, try again. it’s best to pinch the skin and go in at an angle so you have less of a chance of getting in the muscle. the most popular place is the back of the neck, but i prefer to go in the back leg. it’s up to you.

you can save a TON on vaccines when you buy them from your local farm feed store. if you live in the city, get in your car and drive. it’s worth it, trust me.

please be aware though that the most important vaccine - the rabies vaccine - can ONLY be given by a licensed vet. so you will have to cough up the money for that visit. you can think of it as your pet’s yearly physical too though so it feels a bit more worth it. you absolutely will have the thought of ‘just give me the needle i can do it myself’ as you sit in the waiting room for an hour though.

you can buy cat and dog vaccines at most farm and feed stores, including tractor supply co in the US, which i find has the best prices. they’re between $5 and $10 per vaccine, and it comes with instructions and a syringe. i think their syringes are really awful. I recommend tossing them and buying some monoject ones from drs. foster and smith. much better quality needles that require less force to go in.

another thing i’ll note is the pipette they give you with the bordatella vaccine for dogs is garbage. it’s much easier to draw the vaccine up with a needled syringe and then pop the needle part off. use the syringe sans needle to push the liquid into your dog’s nose, then run before they sneeze it all over you.

it’s worth noting as well that doing your own vaccines means you do not have veterinary records that may be required when boarding dogs or booking them into daycare. i put the stickers from the vaccines vials on my pets’ rabies certificates just to show that they were given, but some places may only accept a signed receipt from a vet. if you don’t board your dog or send it to daycare, this won’t be an issue, but if you rely on that for their welfare while you work, maybe have a conversation with your daycare or vet to work it out.

that’s about it guys. and again i am by no means saying this to be like fuck vets or anything - i love vets. i wanted to be one when i was a kid. i just totally understand the dread of ‘ugh my dog’s eye got scratched and irritated so now i have to spend $50 on a full fuckin exam just to get some medicine for it.’ i’m not writing this to replace actual veterinary care. but i am pretty sure if you have a bit of an itchy eye or a cold you don’t immediately go to the doctor. you go to walgreens and you get some eye drops or some cough syrup and head home. this is basically just walgreens for your pets, aight?

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