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Hobo Heart : *glaring at the servants from his comfy, high space*
The servants, who keep making 'awww' sounds at him : *notifying their king of the cat prince's favorite spot*
A few minutes later
Hob : *smiling proudly at the pile of comfy blankets and pillows that was now on his sweet little terror's high space*
Hobo Heart, who protested and hissed that he didn't need any of it : *sleeping soundly in it*
Dream : I knew he would give in eventually
#your skeleton grin au shitpost#spooky throuple#dreamling#dream of the endless#hob gadling#hobo heart#the sandman#dream x hob x hobo heart#king!cow hob x warprize!cat dream x warprize!cat hobo heart
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Thinking about warprize cat!dream having king cow!Hob's bigheaded baby.
Cats do tend to hide when it's their time is it not? So I imagined Dream slinking (waddling) through the corridors when he feels the first twinge, and suddenly he feels like he has to press close to the wall. Everything is just so vast and open, TOO vast and open, and it makes him extremely uncomfortable. Cow architecture is made to fit many people at once because they're extremely sociable, high ceilings, big rooms, big windows, big everything. Dream feels slightly nauseous, even if it didn't bother him before.
So he hurries through the castle, searching for something, not quite knowing himself for what exactly, when he gets closer to the servants areas and happens upon the first (huge, built-in) linen closet.
In the blink of an eye, Dream is inside and curled up. It's narrow, dark, soft, and smells good, and the best thing is that nobody's around.
This changes of course when, a few hours later, the contractions get worse and he can't keep quiet anymore. Also the whole castle is searching for him because he just kinda vanished.
The first poor servant who tries to open the closet gets their face full of claws. The light hurts Dream's eyes (and he's hurting enough already, thank you) and also he needs to be safe.
Through the haze and his own pained sounds Dream can hear more people arrive and then leave again, and then there's a soft, soothing voice, reassuring him that nobody's gonna disturb him, that that is gonna be okay.
It's Hob. Hob sits himself in front of the closet and keeps watch, and talks the whole time to keep Dream grounded (and has a hard time not opening the doors himself with all the sounds coming out).
He's rewarded when, after a particularly nasty hour of screaming, he's tugged into the closet by a weak paw, the doors shutting behind him.
His eyes have a hard time adjusting to the dark and the air is thick with the smell of amniotic fluid and sweat and blood, and then something squirming and slimy and warm is pressed into his arms. Hob's entire existence screeches to a halt the first time their child drinks from him.
He's kinda lost to the world, cradling them in one arm, Dream in the other, half asleep and drinking from his other teat.
That's probably why, when someone tentatively tries to open the closet again, he decidedly shoves it closed again with his foot.
(The linens are kinda ruined, tho. But that's a price Hob is absolutely willing to pay.)
(🦒 anon was kind enough to let me know that this one came from them!)
I absolutely adore this idea. And God do I feel bad for Dream. However many months of carrying Hob’s huge baby have truly done a number on him already, and he's so ready to not be pregnant!!!! He'd dearly love to be back in the cat kingdom now. They tend to set up special nooks and crannies like catperson sized cardboard boxes for their pregnant individuals to retreat to when the time comes. Cat midwifes are also very "hands off" - nobody interferes unless there's a serious problem. To be honest, Dream wouldn't mind a helping hand just to haul the baby out by it's adorable little horns. But he knows that it's best to let nature take its course.
The labour is worth it in the end, because the baby is perfect. Dream even finds himself thinking that another one wouldn't be so bad. The sight of their little one suckling enthusiastically from Hob is truly one that Dream will never forget (and he is very grateful that his husband is a portable source of milk, because he really needs it right now).
Hob finally emerges from the closet hours later with the baby latched on firmly to his teat, and a very exhausted Dream wrapped around him like a deflated serpent. At this point he's thinking that they'll just remodel the closet into a birthing suite... because the way Dream keeps looking at their newborn so adoringly, he gets the feeling that it won't be the last time it's needed!
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Hobo Heart : *hurling insults at his former advisor in the form of yowls and hisses*
Corinth : *gasp* How dare you talk about my mother that way?!! (•̀д•́)
Hob and Dream : *calmly enjoying a refreshing drink while watching*
a little funny while my mind gets creative again *flops*
#your skeleton grin au shitpost#spooky throuple#dreamling#dream of the endless#the sandman#hob gadling#dream x hob x hobo heart#king!cow hob x warprize!cat dream x warprize!cat hobo heart#hobo heart
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Your Skeleton Grin (Chapter 1)
"Is there anything that I could get you, good sir?" The words spoken by the kind cow barkeep brought a devilish smile out of the cloaked man sitting at the counter, whose eyes were hidden behind round sunglasses "Just a glass of water, dear. As much as I'd love to try all of your tavern's specialties, I sadly have somewhere to be afterwards so I can't afford to stay long".
The man's smile broadened as he was given the requested glass of water, taking the time to thank the handsome man in front of him before taking a sip, letting out a pleased sigh as he relaxed in his seat, his mind starting to drift until he heard the cow hybrid ask him a question. "What is it, dear? I didn't quite catch that, I'm afraid" The tavern's owner smiled, waving off the apology before repeating his question "Are you here in the area to meet up with someone? I don't mean to pry but you look like you came from a different region, one that is not the closest to ours".
The question was asked out of pure curiosity, as a way for the hybrid to break the ice but in an afterthought he glanced at the man who was still smiling, he was about to apologize until the stranger with the dark lenses answered, his tone playful "I have indeed traveled a long distance yes, but it is more so to make sure that the someone gets to where he needs to be. The last thing I want is the poor thing to run off in fear, so it is my job to make sure that it doesn't happen" He smirked as he continued to drink his water, glancing at the barkeep with a grin as he watched him clean up the counter. If Corinth wasn't so busy with his current goal, he would have done more than just have a quick chat with the pretty lad standing in front of him but unfortunately he knew that it was not the time for seduction. Later, perhaps, when the one he had long called with fondness his 'little prince' would finally be were he truly belongs, he could go back to the tavern to have a long conversation with the handsome owner. With a sigh the stranger finished his drink, bidding his goodbyes before leaving behind a hefty leather pouch full of gold coins with a whispered promise of coming back to the cozy pub as he walked out of the establishment with a grin.
Without looking back, the strange man made his way silently into the large streets of the town located in the cow kingdom, his long cat tail swishing as he pulled back the hood of his cloak to let the breeze cool his cat ears as he grinned "You will thank me in the end, my sweet little prince" He muttered as he stared at the sky, waiting patiently for the inevitable arrival of the young man to whom he swore allegiance long ago. While the cloaked figure lied in wait in the shadows, the palace was full of joyous and festive energy as the ruler of the cow kingdom smiled, watching his beloved give suggestions to the royal staff, answering their every question and soothing their worries as they were preparing for the arrival of their important guests. Still smiling as he looked on, Hob began to reread the letter that started it all : it was a letter from a far away cat kingdom that found itself constantly at war, requesting the cows for aid and suggesting a potential alliance to which the king didn't waste any time sending a letter of his own to let them know that the cow people would do everything in their power to help them.
The second letter from the feline kingdom arrived just as quickly as the previous one, stating that they would send over their prince to the castle with his trusted men in order to discuss all the details of their mutually beneficial alliance and all that would entail. In order to give the court ample time to prepare everything to ensure the royal feline's comfort, it was agreed that the cat delegation would arrive at the doors of the palace at sundown where two guards would escort them inside to meet the king to talk for a bit, before moving the meeting to the dining hall where the talking would be begin as they have their meal (there was no doubt in Hob's mind that the prince would be very hungry from the long journey). Just as the king began to worry about the possible hurdles the prince might have encountered when traveling, his husband's velvety voice brought him back to reality "Is there something troubling you, my love? You need not worry, for I have taken the liberty of handling everything" His lover's smile made the cow ruler's heart flutter as the dark haired cat pressed a loving kiss onto his lips, curling up on his lap and letting out purrs as he did so.
"I know, Dream, and I thank you for it, but", Hob let out a sigh as his fingers ran gently through his consort's untamed hair, smiling as he watched the ravenette's eyes close in contentment "I can't help but worry that something might have gone wrong. Their kingdom is constantly under threats of invasion and it's far away from ours, what if the prince got himself hurt? Or worse, taken hostage by another kingdom?" The king's distraught expression worried the cat hybrid greatly, so much so that he began to sit up on the bovine's lap and began to tenderly stroke his cheek with pure adoration in his icy blue eyes "I am quite certain that if there was to be any obstacles standing in their way, the prince and his advisors would most likely take a safer route to reach us. I have faith in them".
The king consort's words, which were spoken with confidence, eased the cow's worries, allowing him to finally relax as he wrapped his arms around the pale's man waist to pull him into a loving embrace "I love you, my beautiful Dream" He whispered against the shell of his lover's soft ear, chuckling at the sound the feline let out "And I love you just as much, my dear love, my king..." The pair soon exchanged a deep passionate kiss as the cow ruler took his beloved in his arms to take him to their chambers to feed him his favorite meal while they lay in each other's hold until the sun would begin to set, both of them unaware of what was happening outside of the castle. "Your highness, please cease! We are simply trying to bring you to safety where we can clear up this situation, there is no need for violence!" The guard's soothing tone of voice only angered the white-haired cat that was accompanying them unwillingly, resulting in more hissing and threats that left the second royal guard standing at his side petrified with fear.
Even with his arms wrapped up in chains, the prince was still a threat with his scratching attempts and his constant hurl of insults, making it very difficult for the bovines to lead the way to their destination "I still don't understand why that strange cloaked man told us to bring him with us without telling us why the plans have changed, this situation is odd" The cow's words brought a nod of agreement out of his companion, who glanced once or twice at the very angry feline which made the skull-faced terror let out a blood curdling yowl that made the pair moo in terror. Even though they had learned how to adapt to any situation, none of the training that they went through had a course on what was the proper way of handling very angry wounded princes with blood on their face, chin and scars over their body so when they saw the castle ahead at long last, the two guards let out a sigh of relief as the three of them stepped through the open gate.
The sun had already set outside yet there was no sign of the cat people's prince or his minders, which began to worry the members of the royal court deeply, even Dream was beginning to wonder if something terrible had happened to their guests afterall. Just as he was about to make the suggestion of forwarding a letter to inquire about the group's whereabouts, two terrified guards rushed in the throne room with a very angry cat person with odd white-skeletal markings all over his grayish-black coat, who kept glaring at the court as the king stared in bewilderment at the sight before him. The cat seemed to have got himself in a fight, the large gashes on his body and the blood being a clear indicator of that fact but what confused the ruler the most were the shackles around the skull-faced hybrid's wrists "Why is this feline chained? Surely there had to be a more peaceful method than this one, I am sure. Remove his shackles this instance and start talking." Hob's tone was stern as he crossed his arms, brown eyes narrowing as he waited for one of the royal guards standing before him to explain the situation quickly while a servant began to remove the white-haired hybrid's chains, as the king had ordered.
"We are not the one's who chained him, your majesty, we found the prince in this state in the middle of the capital. We were told by a man wearing a cloak with dark lenses that we would find him there, but we swear that we did not hu-" The collective gasp that left the mouths of the people in the room interrupted the guard, soon the air was filled with hushed words of concern and confusion which stopped at the raise of the cow king's hand. When silence returned, Hob got off from his throne to take a closer look at the prince, whose stare was full of hatred as the king stood before him "What happened to your delegation, your advisors? Where you ambushed?" The king made sure to speak in a soothing tone to not agitate the clearly frightened prince further but instead of giving a reply, the cat pulled out a sealed scroll that he handed over to him with a scowl still on his face.
The message contained in the scroll began with a courteous greeting, wishing the king and his entourage good fortune before finally getting straight to the point : the cat kingdom, as a way to celebrate the upcoming alliance between their two realms, were giving the bovine royal their prince as a gift in an act of good will. There was more in the parchment that he was holding but Hob couldn't bear to read on further, a shaky sigh left his lips as he gave the scroll to a servant so that it could be used as kindling for the fireplace. As the ruler tried to compose himself, the prince took in the sight before him in confusion : he was shocked by the handsome brown haired, soft-bellied cow hybrid's treatment of him when he was lead in the palace.
His eyes soon focused on the king's appearance, staring at the small horns peeking out his brown hair, noticing the way his floppy cow ears twitched a few times before finding himself staring at the bovine hybrid's large chest, supported by a what seemed to be tight fitting top before directing his attention to the beautiful king consort's plush peony lips, his throat went dry as he wondered how it must feel like to kiss the both of them. The skull-faced cat was so enraptured with the royal couple's appearance that he didn't notice the dark haired male that was standing at the ruler's side speak to him "Huh?" The young man's confusion brought a slight smile out of Dream, who got a bit closer to their guest "The servants shall lead you to the royal bath chambers in order to properly wash you, those gashes of yours will need tending to as well and you will be provided with comfortable garments. I will be accompanying you to ensure that you do not feel any distress or discomfort. Your safety and your well-being are important to us". The prince's confused demeanor went back to it's previous hostile one, his posture defensive as he followed the royal staff, his eyes staring daggers at the calm consort who seemed to be unbothered by their new arrival's attitude.
Dream himself was once a prince gifted to the cow people a long time ago when his own kingdom had fallen to ruins after the war, terrified and severely underfed but with the kind ruler's love his overall health had improved and he soon became Hob's consort, sharing some of his duties in order to be helpful as much as he could for his lover. Even though the skull-faced terror of a prince's attitude was dreadful at the moment, there was no doubt in the raven-haired cat's mind that the young feline would grow more accustomed to his new life but right now the main priority was to make sure that he properly tended to it was in no time at all that the very angry cat person was now sitting in the bathtub, hissing as the servants cleaned his wounds but not once did he attempt to gouge out their eyes, instead he remained still as much as possible in the hopes that it would be done swiftly.
The pale male's attention for his part was focused solely on the many scars that were scattered on the cat's intriguing coat, some of them reminding him of the wounds he had seen his men sustain in the war, he was focused on analyzing them that it was only when he heard the prince's hostile voice "I have finished my bath, so you can stop staring now" The words startled Dream a bit, who immediately apologized before turning away to offer him some privacy as his wounds were treated and when the young cat hybrid was finally dressed they all went to the dining hall to have their meal as they had previously planned. The dinner went surprisingly well, their guest seemingly having calmed down a bit as he was starting to eat under the tender gaze of the king, who felt his heart ache the more that he looked at the scars on the feline's body.
After a moment of silence, the prince spoke at last "I thank you all for being this welcoming to me, despite my awful behavior. My name is Hobo Heart and the reason why I am here is just as the scroll mentioned, however I only had learned about this change in the plan when I had returned to my kingdom after having won the war" The feline then began to explain how despite his attempts to make the royal family see reason, he was shackled and tossed in a carriage that was meant to carry him to his destination, and as he described the countless sleepless nights that he had endures, it took all the strength in the king's body to not pull the white-haired male into a tight hug.
When Hobo Heart had finished talking about his situation, the cow ruler let out a sigh as he looked at him, his brown eyes full of warmth "My dear prince, would you like to rest in my chambers for a while? It wouldn't be of any trouble to me, besides you do seem quite worn out from your journey and I would like to give you a more nutritious meal since I couldn't help but notice that you haven't eaten much. If you are alright with it, I would like to remedy that" His soft words were followed with a stroke of his fingers on the prince's cold hand. The king's gentle touch made the feline's heart flutter as he nodded, a small yelp leaving his lips as he felt Hob pick him up gently in his strong arms as he was carried to the royal chambers, followed by Dream, who kept smiling fondly at the two of them. Hobo Heart was still confused as the king lied back against the soft cushion on the lavish bed, making sure that the prince's head was resting comfortably against his chest while his lover helped him pull off the shirt that supported his large teats.
When that was done, Hob gently guided the white-haired cat's head towards one of them, pressing on it as he murmured soft words of encouragement "Take as much of my milk as you need dear, it would pain me to see you go hungry...If you ever need anything, simply ask and we shall provide" The cow's soothing voice comforted the prince as his mouth latched onto the nipple and, closing his eyes a bit, began to suckle while letting out soft purrs that made the royal couple's heart melt. "That's it, there you go...drink as much as you want, you are safe here" The king smiled as he watched the cat hybrid relax in his gentle hold, drinking still until he eventually pulled away with a satisfied expression on his face as the ruler's fingers moved through the feline's white hair in a relaxing motion, repeating his words of affirmation as the prince drifted off into a peaceful slumber. Hob soon pressed a tender kiss onto the male's head as he pulled a soft blanket over his sleeping form, smiling at Dream as he watched his lover lie down next to him, the two of them determined to make sure that the prince gifted to them would have a happier life in the palace.
at long last, it's finally done 😌😊 i do hope you all enjoy *scurries away to get a wheel of cheese*
#your skeleton grin au#spooky throuple#dreamling#dream of the endless#hob gadling#hobo heart#the sandman fanfiction#dream x hob x hobo heart#king!cow hob x warprize!cat dream x warprize!cat hobo heart#cw male lactation#cw lactation#cw breastfeeding#cw: cat hybrids#cw hybrids#cw: mention of undernourishment
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Dream : *intense staring at Hobo Heart's scars*
Hobo Heart : (•̀-•́) *angry glares as he just got out of the tub*
Dream : *is all red as he realized that he was staring w a y too much*
Hob : *aww noises from another room*
am I working on it? yes. will there be plenty of Hobboobies? we all know the answer : y e s. and soft tummy because yeeeess. And Hobboobie sucking so expect that to happen (＾ω＾）
#your skeleton grin au shitpost#spooky throuple#dreamling#dream of the endless#the sandman#hob gadling#dream x hob x hobo heart#king!cow hob x warprize!cat dream x warprize!cat hobo heart
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The cow kingdom was known for it's kindness and resilience so when a letter from a cat kingdom that was always at war (they never could get one peaceful day) sent a letter requesting their assistance, the king immediately sent a letter back, stating that the cow people would help in every way possible. It was soon discussed that the prince from that kingdom would arrive at the palace at sundown with his advisors to form an alliance that would benefit the two kingdoms greatly and it was with excitement that Hob prepared everything for the cat people's arrival, with the advice of his consort Dream, who was gifted to him a long time ago when his own kingdom fell. Due to Dream being a cat himself, his wisdom was very much appreciated so when the sun began to set, all preparations were made to welcome their guests.
When the prince and the advisor didn't arrive, the king found himself getting worried : did they face trouble along the way? It was just as he was about to send out a letter that his court heard a bloodcurdling yowl, mixed with a lot of insults and threats that left the servants quite terrified as the guards came in the room with a very angry cat person. The cat person had blood running down his chin, blood splatters on the white half-skull marking on his face and large gashes on his body, as if he got himself into a scuffle. Hob frowned at the sight, asking the guards why his hands were chained up, to which they quickly explained that he was already like this when they went to fetch him. An audible gasp echoed through the court : the one standing before them was none other than the prince who was supposed to be accompanied by his own delegation. When asked why he was in this state, the prince refused to reply and instead showed them a scroll all the while glaring at everyone, the contents of the scroll stating that as a gesture of good will, the cat kingdom would be giving the cow kingdom their prince as a gift to celebrate their potential alliance. The king was livid, there was no mention of this in the letter sent to them but he didn't want to just send the poor prince away so he made sure that he would get bathed and taken care.
Dream was asked to supervise the bathing as to make sure that the servants didn't accidentally tick the warring prince, which he did so without a problem : the prince didn't attack but he did give a few hisses and glares, it was clear that he wasn't going to make it easy. It was after being given a proper meal that Hobo Heart, the cat prince gifted to the king of the cow people, began to explain that he had just returned to his kingdom when he had learned of this change of plan and no matter how much he protested, he was sent off in the carriage anyway. The wounds and the blood were from the battle that he was in, he didn't have the time to patch up due to being told to return to his people immediately. During the conversation, Hob was trying to not cry while vowing to himself that the prince's new life in the palace was going to be much better, he was going to protect the cat all costs with the help of his beloved and give him all the milk that he could give
to everyone who don't know Hobo Heart, been wondering about him or just stumbled on my fics, allow me to enlighten you : He is a character made by an artist named Chris Oz Fulton, whose specialty lies in horror, hence the character's appearance. He is a Creepypasta but in my stories he is either human (Safe In Your Love, Fields Of Dandelions) or something entirely different : the only thing that doesn't change is the appearance and the name. Hope this bit of information was helpful
also this AU is called Your Skeleton Grin, title from the song of the same name by Lord Of The Lost
#your skeleton grin au#spooky throuple#dreamling#dream of the endless#the sandman#hob gadling#dream x hob x hobo heart#king!cow hob x warprize!cat dream x warprize!cat hobo heart
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Corinth : *grinning way too much at Hob and Dream*
Hobo Heart : *drags him off by the tail, making sure to go down a flight of stairs*
Hob : *eyes wide as he hears thumping sounds, yells, hisses and yowls before it all goes quiet* Should we do something or?
Dream : I believe we should let them be, perhaps we could assign to Corinth the position of our sweet prince's scratching post
Corinth from afar : Nooooooo!! Not the razor!! Have mercy! (╥_╥)
Minutes later
Hobo Heart : *snickering because he shaved his former advisor's tail*
i am working on it and will hopefully post it eventually so until then have a long funny where Corinth suffers for his treachery
#your skeleton grin au shitpost#spooky throuple#dreamling#dream of the endless#hob gadling#hobo heart#dream x hob x hobo heart#the sandman#king!cow hob x warprize!cat dream x warprize!cat hobo heart
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Hobo Heart : *hanging from the curtains*
Hob : Would you like me to get you down?
Hobo Heart : *huffs and glares* I am fully capable of doing that myself
Hob : *watches him struggle* Stuck?
Hobo Heart : ...*sighs* yes...
Dream : *shaking his head as he goes to help him get down*
hopefully this will help me write *waddles off in clown shoes*
#your skeleton grin au shitpost#spooky throuple#dreamling#dream of the endless#the sandman#hob gadling#dream x hob x hobo heart#king!cow hob x warprize!cat dream x warprize!cat hobo heart
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Can’t stop won’t stop thinking about warprize cat Dream and cow Hob.
It came up a bit on discord but I’m obsessed with Dream being insecure about his barbed penis. His past owners were not fans, and he would get punished if it “got in the way” while he was servicing them. So with Hob he tries his best to keep it covered up, or to lay on his stomach when they have sex.
Hob, of course, loves everything about Dream’s body (although he loves it best when Dream is healthy and comfortable), but beyond that he actually really truly wants to experience those barbs on his skin. The few times he managed to catch a glimpse of Dream’s cock Hob practically started salivating at the thought of it inside him, in his arse or his mouth or rutting against his belly or tits.
He’s already been working hard to help Dream grow more confident and comfortable, so he figures there’s no need to feel too guilty about focusing some of his efforts on getting Dream confident and comfortable about his prickly cock specifically.
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YESSSSSS.
Look, Dream has already worked out that his new "owner" Hob is weird. Or maybe cowpeople in general are weird. Anyway - Hob is kind, good natured, gentle... and he's so fucking horny, Dream can barely keep track of him. Hob’s appetites seem endless. He's trying hard not to tire Dream out, so some nights he'll head off for a nice long bath and Dream can hear him pleasuring himself. He's insatiable and it's kind of... fascinatingly hot. So day by day, the more he's exposed to what Hob likes and how Hob acts in bed, Dream starts to hesitantly believe that Hob really and truly does want to see and feel his cock. So one day, Dream lies on his back instead of his front. He lets Hob have a good look and a little feel, and then he gets shy again... but it's progress.
A week later, Dream is sitting in Hob’s lap and rutting his spikey cock up against Hob’s soft plump stomach. He's clumsy and hesitant, but it feels really good, and Hob isn't yelling at him... in fact he seems to like it! Dream does at least feel safe fucking against Hob’s tummy since it at definitely won't cause any lasting damage. He'd feel so awful if he hurt his kind, sweet owner's hole...
Hob is proud of his precious catboy. He's being so brave and confident, even though Hob knows that he's scared! When Dream finally cums, Hob showers him in kisses and treats. He can't wait to show Dream that his body is appreciated and loved for all its unique glories! One day he's getting that lovely spikey cock inside him - and he just knows that it'll be heavenly!
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Following the cow!Hob/cat!Dream and warprize brainrot - 1689 AU?
King Hob is mentally and physically defeated when he’s bound and dragged into Dream’s throne room to be given as a gift. He’d fought as long as he could, but the final siege had left him scrawny and gaunt. Queen Eleanor and Prince Robyn had succumbed to fever so recently that his chest is still swollen with milk despite his poor condition. He’s expecting that whatever they’re going to do to him, he won’t survive much longer.
King Dream seems unimpressed with this gift from Burgess’s warmongering kingdom, but his interest is clearly piqued when he scents the fresh milk staining wet patches on Hob’s thin tunic. He beckons for the cow to be brought closer, then slashes the fabric in half with one sharp claw. Hob blushes at this latest torment - he’s already lost everything and now he’s standing in front of this court with his tits out on display.
Of course his embarrassment isn’t complete yet - King Dream leans forward and licks delicately at one plump nipple with his rough tongue and Hob moans involuntarily, deep and lowing. King Dream’s eyes flick up to meet his as he carefully takes the nipple in his mouth and suckles deeply - Hob discovers what a humiliation kink is when he realises he’s hard in his breeches. Dream drinks his fill, purring the whole time, before ordering this cow to be taken to his personal chambers.
As he’s dragged away, milk-stained tunic flapping around his bare breasts, Hob’s not so sure he’s ready for death to take him just yet - he’s got so much to live for!
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Poor sweet Hob 😭😭 he's having such a rough day.
But. It gets better. Once he's deposited in the cat King's personal chambers, Hob is immediately tended to by Dream’s closest personal servants. Jessamy kindly removes his ruined and stained clothes, without any judgement towards his state of arousal. Hob is then thoroughly bathed (the servants are clearly expecting a fight over this, but Hob is not a cat - he quite enjoys his soak in the warm water). He's so sleepy by that point, but then he's served a lovely dinner (the cat people do at least realise that Hob is a strict vegetarian) and of course he's starving, so he foregos sleep in favour of eating his fill for the first time in many months.
Dream comes to his chambers and finds his new cow companion spread out and snoring on the royal bed. This brings a smile even to the King's face, and he dismisses the servants silently before climbing up onto the bed and curling around Hob. Despite the recent hardships Hob is still pleasingly soft and Dream purrs in contentment as he settles in for the night.
Next morning Hob wakes to the familiar sensation of a hungry mouth at his teat, and he almost imagines that he's back with Eleanor and Robyn... but he quickly remembers the true circumstances. Its not so bad though. Soft, warm paws are kneading gently against Hob’s thighs, and it's like a nice massage. It's not long before Hob is hard again, and this time there's nothing to preserve his dignity. One of those soft paws moves upwards, and all two soon Hob’s cock in being thoroughly petted by Dream. And the king doesn't stop sucking away on his tits until there's nothing left to give.
Hob discovers that now, his purpose is to sate the cat King's thirst. No longer a king in his own right, he exists only to please Dream. And yet, there's something rather freeing about that. Not to mention, Dream seems to be generous, and fascinated by Hob’s pleasure... perhaps he'll be more than just a source of milk for the King after all...
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Listen. Listen. You KNOW I love angst, but now I can't stop thinking about cat!Dream and cow!Hob where Hob is the king, but Dream isn’t a warprize…
Hob is out in the gardens one day and sees! A cat person! On palace grounds!!! He’s just laying in the sun, casual as can be, and Hob is so stunned he just calls out like “Hey!! You can’t be here!!” And the cat barely opens one eye to shoot Hob- the king- a very unimpressed look before completely ignoring him. So Hob calls for the guards, but by the time they arrive the mysterious cat is gone.
Later, someone sees the dark haired cat person wandering INSIDE the halls of the palace (the palace of the COW kingdom) and are like “wtf are you doing here??” and the cat just says “I live here, obviously >:/” turning his nose up and continuing on his way. He keeps being seen around the castle, mostly just meandering, although he will occasionally knock over a vase if he thinks it’s ugly, and people have tried to get him out but he just scales the walls and none of the cow people can reach him!! They’re all very confused because he CLEARLY isn’t an assassin or anything, he’s just. Here. And he won't leave.
Finally one night Hob wakes up and the cat person is LAYING ON TOP OF HIM. He panics a little (maybe he WAS an assassin after all) but when he goes to sit up the cat just glares at him.
“Stop moving. I am comfortable.”
“...What?”
“I. Am. Comfortable.”
He leaves no room for argument, and even a king like Hob just can’t bring himself to disturb the pretty kitty when he’s gotten so cozy on top of Hob.
A few hours later Hob is awoken again, this time by a hand gently smacking his face.
“I’m hungry.”
The cat person (Hob finally learns that his name is Dream, though Hob will affectionately call him a little Nightmare) won’t leave him alone, but Hob IS royalty and is used to sleeping in and doesn’t want to move and that is how Dream first starts drinking Hob’s milk. It is, of course, all downhill from there.
(Just. Dream literally being one of those stray cats who just show up and are like “I live here now and you are my person and you’re just going to have to deal with it” and Hob as “I’m definitely not a cat person no we can’t keep him actually I would die for this kitty”.)
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I love it 😭😭 asshole cat Dream is the best thing in the world.
The thing about the cow kingdom is that the citizens are basically very chilled out, and they are not particularly inclined to make a fuss. So when Dream learns this, he basically thinks to himself - well, I can probably get away with moving into the royal palace. Chances are, they won't hurt me and will eventually just let me be. Which is exactly what happens. However Dream didn't anticipate that the King of the cow kingdom would become completely obsessed with his new kitty friend.
Now Dream must submit to the indignity of being snuggled. Kissed. Cooed at. Tickled. Hob won't leave him alone. When he leaves his rooms he literally picks Dream up in his arms and takes him to the counsel chambers or throne room or wherever. Dream can wiggle and run away whenever he wants but that's not the point! It's humiliating to be picked up and pressed into the King's plentiful bosom, then carried around the palace like a toy!
Dream would definitely leave... but the King's milk is so sweet and rich. Its the creamiest Dream has ever tasted. And Hob gives such good cuddles, and his soft cow body is perfect for curling up on for a nap. So on reflection, Dream will stay and submit to being kissed and fussed over by the silly cow King.
...this is as close to an "I love you" as Hob will ever get from his little Nightmare.
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Warprize cat!Dream the morning after his gifting to cow!Hob.
Dream has been undernourished and stressed to the max and he's absolutely exhausted the next morning even after a belly full of milk and and a tender orgasm and a good sleep. He's practically listless and Hob knows he needs more than just milk to recover his strength.
Hob considers having food brought up to his rooms to feed Dream but he needs/(discovers he very much wants) to show off his new prize a bit for political reasons, so he brings Dream down to the huge dining hall for late breakfast (a king is never late, brunch is served when the king wishes it to be). Dream is so slight and so skinny that it's nothing to shift him around. Hob sits Dream in his own lap and supports Dream against his chest, cradling and shielding him against his soft chest and feeds him the best bits.
Hob assures Dream he doesn't have to worry about anything right now, just eat and drink some more of Hob's warm milk and Hob will carry him back to bed to rest some more as soon as the meal is over.
This is so somft, I just love it!!! Skinny scraggly Dream being propped up in Hob’s big soft lap. Leaning back against the King's soft round belly and pillowy chest, just opening his mouth and chewing whatever Hob picks out for him. Cowpeople are naturally herbivores, but (hopefully) extensive research was performed before the new cat warprize arrived. So there's plenty of fish as well as the usual leafy greens and dairy products.
After breakfast Hob carefully shifts Dream in his arms so he can gently rub his poor thin stomach - Dream is too listless to move around, so he'll need help with his digestion. Plus he seems to love the belly rubs. It's the first time he purrs in a public setting and the whole court melts. So cute!!!! Rumour has it, catpeople only have one stomach compartment, which is a little odd. But it's good to know that they enjoy similar physical touches to cowpeople.
Then it's time for more milk, and Dream sleepily sucks away on the King's generous teat before falling into a doze. He's still sucking in his sleep, which is great. Hob wants him to get as much nourishment as possible. Maybe he'll make sure that Dream gets to feed during the night if he ever wakes up hungry... he'll have to make it extra clear to his prize that he's allowed to drink from Hob whenever, wherever.
Now it's time to get Dream back to bed. Breakfast was a complete success, and everyone's talking about how the King doted on his poor little prize. Its great PR for Hob, but most of all? He's just glad that his pretty kitty has a full belly now. Hob will make sure he's never hungry again.
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So there's this piece of art on Pillowfort that's human cow Hob and its been living in my head rent free since I saw it and I have thots.
So I would like to propose semi anthro au warprize Dreamling. Dream is the King of Cats whose kingdom was challenged. Bovine soldiers are not hugely uncommon, but they usually tend to be huge bulls that are just huge and solid enough to plow through anything. The pretty soldier with brown patches looks more like an adorable dairy cow in Dream's eyes and after the fighting is over, he selects Hob as his personal prize. After all, a cat of Dream's status always needs a source of fresh cream. And he is so looking forward to wrapping himself around his pretty new milk cow and teasing him with light brushes of his tail and listening to him scream so pretty while Hob bounces on Dream's barbed cock.
Anon you got me SHAKING with this one…….. I don’t need another wip but the temptation to make this into an absolutely debauched fic is sooooo strong.
Hob wasn’t even supposed to go into the army - but he needed money, and as he’s fairly strong and robust he was allowed to serve. His fellow soldiers always made fun of him, though. Partly because he was so obviously not cut out for being a soldier, but also because he couldn’t even produce any milk at that time. The army diet was too bad, the conditions were bad… so when Dream sees him, he knows that he’s got to take this adorable creature in and help him to serve his true purpose.
Hob is moved in to a pretty little room next to the king’s. He has attendants who care for his needs, he’s put on a good, rich diet and the king comes to visit every day. He talks to Hob about their shared interests, and he’s always touching him with delicate white hands (and those terrifyingly sharp claws). Hob develops quite a crush on the feline king.
Luckily, as soon as Hob starts producing milk, his relationship with Dream gets ever more intimate. The king wants to taste his milk each morning, so Hob is sent into the bedroom and allowed to climb right into bed with him. Dream is always full of praise for how delicious the milk is, how Hob is doing such a good job at producing more each day. For his good work, the king starts rewarding Hob with kisses and sweet touches. And soon that escalates…
Hob accompanies Dream almost everywhere in the palace as a symbol of the king’s wealth and power. He can stop any time to drink from his own personal milk cow, as is befitting of a king. Hob is also just very pretty, and everyone takes pleasure in looking at his soft brown eyes, fluttering eyelashes… and of course the teets which provide delicious milk for the king. It’s not uncommon to see the king of the cats with his prize squirming in his lap, Hob’s legs spread wide as he desperately tries to take Dream’s cock deeper. He’s learned to be so good when the king fucks him full of cum. Apparently it makes his milk even sweeter…
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Warprize cow hob who isn’t used to his tits being suckled…he never had any calves and he hasn’t been producing much milk since he’s been in the war. He would just pump with impersonal machines.
And so not only is having his new cat king suckle on him a very new sensation, but his tongue is so rough that hob can’t help squirming and lowing. He just can’t get used to it and he’s soooo over sensitive. It’s especially bad when dream holds him down and just licks his nipples over and over until drops of milk form and start dribbling down his chest.
Dreams going to have to start binding his hands behind his back to help him stop his reflex to cover his tits. It may be new but hob needs to learn his new purpose.
Ooo yes!!!
Poor Hob. His titties are really sensitive, actually, just like anyone else's! He wants to curl up and protect his chest from the world, but the cat king simply won't allow it. He hisses softly in reprimand until Hob unfolds himself and allows Dream to suckle again. It's not that it doesn't feel good - it does! It's just so much and Dream is so relentless. He'll be at Hob teat all day sometimes, sucking or licking or pawing at his plump chest. Hob’s beginning to think that being restrained would be a mercy.
He will get used to it eventually. With his wrists softly cuffed behind his back, his chest is really and truly on display. The whole court can see him whine, jiggle and leak as the king lavishes him in attention. It would almost be pitiful, if you couldn't see the expression of rapt pleasure on Hob’s face. Or the cum drying on his stomach and thighs. The sensitivity may be extreme, but at least he's getting something by way of a reward...
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Have we played with this cow!Hob variant? Naturally produced cow milk can be addictive. 😈🐮😈
The cowpeople of the Gad Kingdom are a secretive people. They are gregarious and welcoming to visitors, but rarely do visitors stay and visitors certainly don't learn cowperson secrets (no one even considers that a cow could have a secret,,,,,,,they're so sweet!)
What no one knows is that cow milk in repeat, "large" quantities is addicting. Drinking directly from a cow's teat can addict a person in months. And cows are only somewhat aware that catpeople are extra susceptible to the addictive qualities of the milk (not a lot of cat visitors; not many cats who aren't prickly; and none who voluntarily discuss drinking from a cow).
There have been rumblings that the royal cat family, the Endless, are considering invading cow territory - they are getting poor advice from an evil war council.
Prince Hob is willing to go undercover (no one knows what the cow royal children really look like) as a prize/gift/Courtesan to see if he can addict the Crown Cat Prince Dream to his milk and turn his head and turn the march to war.
Hob was not expecting Dream to get hooked so fast or look so very good blissed out on Hob's milk - soft and happily receptive to Hob cock. Hob has a job to do yes -- stop the march to war; and he along with the other cow agents "given" to the evil war council cats will do that. But it might break Hob's heart to leave his Dream.
A Dream who may or may not survive the withdrawal.
This is soooo good. I know there are plenty of opportunities for angst here, and I'm sure we can explore them!! But.
I can't stop thinking about when Hob finally returns to his native kingdom once the war has successfully been prevented. The Endless family came around to seeing sense, and Destruction has been put at the head of the war council. He has a level head and an excellent moral compass, and Hob and his allies are sure that there will be no war, now. So, Hob goes home. But he's not alone.
He now has a very dignified cat companion. It's a kind of outreach from the cat kingdom - Dream isn't a warprize, he retains his own autonomy, but he's going to live among the cow people to absorb their culture. And yeah, he's been doing a lot of absorbing already, by the looks of it...
Fortunately the cow people think it's cute how the royal cat prince nudges his face up in between Hob’s tits and gives him that soft little look with his big blue eyes. Hob always gives in and lets him suckle immediately (it's his fault that Dream is so needy after all). Although sometimes it's a little inconvenient to have a fully grown catboy hanging off his tit.
Then again, Dream is adorable when he's "lost in the sauce" so to speak. He looks so satisfied, he's gained some weight, his fur is so shiny and healthy. As long as Hob takes care of him and keeps him close, it doesn't seem like his little addiction will cause too much trouble.
Then again, if they are separated... I think that Dream would scratch and bite anyone and anything in his quest to get his Hob back... no matter the consequences.
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ok but
bratty sub hob in the warprize au <3
‘oh, you’ve captured me? i’m a prisoner? fuck you’ *knocks over vase*
‘if i behave i’ll earn more freedom? no :)’ *tries to escape nightly and unionizes the servants*
hob is all for being fucked by the king but dream has to earn it!!! a good spanking usually helps and eventually dream starts fucking hob to exhaustion so he stops trying to escape at night <3
Ajsjsjdjfgj I'm laughing so much but this is also very very hot. Hob being a brat and acting like a cat at the same time is very amusing.
For the first few days of being Dream’s captive he refuses to allow the servants to bathe him, refuses to eat until he nearly passes out and spends the entire time glaring at Dream. He's hoping that the king will just get sick off him but Dream is just as stubborn as him, if not more so... and Hob begrudgingly begins to accept that.
So he wears the pretty outfits and eats the delicious food, and he decides to try a different tactic. He is so fucking rude to Dream, the servants literally gasp and expect him to be executed on the spot.
But Dream isnt letting him go that easily.
He grabs Hob around the waist (Hob regrets not eating for those few days because he's weaker, now), puts him over his knee and gives him a spanking that he'll never, ever forget. He oscillates between sniffling and begging for mercy, and kicking his feet out like spoilt a child. He's also very, very horny about it, which Dream obviously notices. Something changes in their relationship after that. Hob doesn't accept his situation entirely, but his escape attempts are more like... going down to the kitchens at 2am and eating a fuckload of cake.
Honestly, Hob just needs a lot of attention. As long as Dream keeps him occupied and happy, he's more or less a good boy. A couple of orgasms each day, being allowed to ride Dream’s cock until he's satisfied, and he's as good as gold. But if he doesn't get what he wants then he does tend to revert to Fucking Shit Up. After which he has to be fucked into submission until he's drooling and apologising for being bad.
And then the cycle begins again, and Dream wouldn't have it any other way.
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