#And you have to wounder how he'd feel about that

[patchwork-crow-writes]

25 - Imprisoned

We used to play in the light together - don't you remember? Oh, how simple things were back then, how happily we co-existed in our sublime little bubble...

It all went wrong so quickly, didn't it? The world outside was cruel, and rushed in too quickly for you to catch your breath. Playtime came to an abrupt end, and you put me away with all the other lies.

At the bottom of a plastic box, I gasped for air, crushed by darkness and neglect. I cried for you, there in my lonely prison... but you couldn't hear me anymore, could you? I begged for answers, to know why you had forsaken me, knowing that no response could ever assuage my heartbreak.

Were you no longer capable of maintaining our bond? I wouldn't have minded, as long as I could still see you. Were you trying to protect me from your misfortunes? I would have stood with you through it all, no matter how bad it got. Or... were the reasons more mundane? Had you... simply grown bored of me? Decided that I was not worth the embarassment of pretending - pretending to be something you were not, and could never be?

I rebuilt myself here, in the void beyond your care. My prison became a home, and then a castle, and then a fairytale. Now I stand as prince of those who, like me, were lost to the dark. So please do not worry yourself about me, my light. I have forgiven it all, and will welcome you back with open arms.

And soon, we shall play together again, in the darkness where we belong.

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The Dark Menagerie No. 25

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[wolven91]

Good Trade

"That was someone's passport!" Shouted Nate, storming into his room, his breath ragged from impotent rage.

"Saah, calm." Urged the fik as he stepped into the human's quarters. A clawed hand found Nate's shoulder and gently drew him into the furred chest of the fik warrior. The human was shaking, adrenaline and anger still pumping through his chest to the point he could feel his heart shuddering, skipping beats.

"Saaaaah..." Murmured the warrior. The fik, Yiktar, was not a medically inclined fik, nor was he a negotiator. He was a warrior, his specialty was causing vicious injuries and threatening uncooperative folk those injuries if they didn't comply with the demands of the clan.

The pair of them had just returned from a trader vessel, one that had taken one look at Nate and produced a tiny booklet with a crest on the front. Inside, a small picture of an unknown human stared back from the protected page.

The trader had immediately demanded a ridiculous price or a trade of more human memorabilia for the booklet.

Nate had to leave, his chest had gotten tight and he'd started to feel lightheaded.

Yiktar ushered the young man to his bed; a giant thing that was more for one or two of the fiks to curl up with Nate in the bed as well than a piece of furniture just for him .

"Hai, breathe Nate, yes?"

Nate nodded and breathed in through his nose, held it, then slowly let it out. He was already calming down, distressed as he was from seeing something so important, relegated to the breast pocket of an ursidain blood sucker.

Nate had to remain calm. His heart just wasn't strong enough to handle prolonged bouts of stress. If it skipped too many beats, then he'd be in even more trouble than just being upset about a passport.

"Saaah, there... Is good. Yes?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm okay Yik. I'm sorry for-"

"Hai! No. No sorry. Nate do nothing, Nate react... normal. Yes? Yes." Yiktar stated, asking himself a question and answering it just as well. Nate merely smiled and a single chuckle worked its way free of his chest.

"Why do you do that?" Asked Nate, smiling up at the fik, despite him crouching at the edge of the bed.

"What? Do what?" The older bipedal rat asked, his nose and whiskers twitching in genuine curiosity.

"Ask yourself a question and answer it?" Pointed out the human, feeling much better already.

"Sah! Simple. If one wants good conversation. One must look for intelligent ones for conversation. Yiktar need not look far, only as far as reflection." Yiktar explained, as if explaining something simple or obvious. Nate couldn't help but laugh, grinning up at the grizzled warrior who merely took on a look of mock hurt.

"Sah! Betrayer! Wounder!" Accused Yiktar with a wide grin, pleased with the fik's ability to distract the fragile human.

That distraction was short lived as the human's quarters opened to let in the clan ermin, a small army obviously filling the corridor outside, hushing one another to allow the ermin to talk.

"Sah, may I enter, young Nate?" Asked the white furred fik, leaning on a staff that she didn't quite need yet.

"Of course, you never need to ask Seer." Replied the human, who had the urge to shuffle off the bed, but the ermin, seemingly knowing what he wanted to do, gestured for him to stay sat down. She crossed the room with ease, sidestepping the coffee table despite having no eyes. Both having been replaced with nasty looking scar tissue years before Nate appeared.

"The clan has something that they wish to return to you." Rumbled the seer, before raising a hand and showing a small booklet, pinched between her claws.

"The passport? How could you-" But Nate's words died on his lips. The crest on the front of the passport, previously gold, was partially covered in red.

The ermin twitched, turned the booklet over, as if observing it, despite the impossibility.

"Ah, saaaah! A mistake, but minor." She mumbled, before wiping the booklet against her own fur. The pure white, went bright red immediately. But as she handed the passport over, it was now clean and no evidence of what had marred it remained. The ermin nodded.

"Back with its rightful owner." She rumbled again, before turning away.

"Not quite, wise one." Nate retorted. "I need to find its owner."

The ermin grimaced, and only turned her head, keeping her back to Nate.

"Saaah... An impossible task. Hai, but not for lack of intent. You would be wiser to honour the former owner, and protect it now. Whether by your hand... Saaah... or one you trust."

Nate flipped the booklet open.

"Joshua Embleton. He's dead, isn't he?"

The clan, still just outside, were perfectly silent. Yiktar, had his head bowed and had been still since the ermin approached. Only the human dare ask such a direct question of the clan ermin. She merely nodded once, before leaving, the clan parting for her like smoke.

The door closed and Nate was alone with Yiktar again. The fik rested a clawed hand against the human's knee and gave it a soft squeeze. The human frowned.

"What happened to the trader?"

"Sah, what trader?" Yiktar asked innocently with a blood thirsty grin.

[starliights-shining]

Bayverse Megatron and Optimus prime w gn cybertronian crush

Where he gets asked by reader's old friend, "Are you their conjux?" Cause apparently anyone who knows reader well enough knows that they're into large mechs who can definitely dominate them.

Also also, reader reluctantly explaining to him as to why he got asked that question

Hi hi! SOrry this took so long to come out, but don't worry its here now! I hope this is what you were looking for, Enjoy :)

Charaters: Bayverse! Optimus Prime, Bayverse! Megatron

Warnings: Megatron got a small spice kick at the end other than that none

Optimus Prime

He'd questin why the Bot is asking him and not you, but then wouldn't really be worried about it.. He might wounder if you two look that comfy and cozy with each other. He'll bring it up to you, expecting it to be some simple and easy mistake, but is a little worried and confussed when you hesitate to tell him why they asked him. Honestly I feel like he'd find it just a tad bit funny and would even ask if they assume things like this alot. With Optimus I feel like its all light hearted.

You spent a lot of time around Optimus Prime, I mean he is leading the autobots in a battle over Earth. The same battles that were in and the same battles he asks for your expert opinions in, So of course you spent a lot of time with him. Helms clicking together as you both looked at the same holo projected map of the battle fields. If you asked anyone from an outside perspective they’d say you two looked quite cozy for just ‘co-workers’, which gets you in this situation. Face to face with them as they ask why that boy asked if he was your Conjux.

His cobalt optics staring down at you, you could feel them watching, taking in every bit of your small frame while you thought about how to tell him the reason. Your processor moving quicker than you can actually keep up with. You felt yourself shrinking into your frame, shoulder plating coming up to touch your audio receptors, you honestly didn’t want to be in this situation. If they could have just kept their mouth shut and not said a single thing, you could have your feelings and further more information to yourself. Your optics searched for answers in the surroundings.

“So, I would like for you to answer.” 

Your optics flickered back over to him, locking with his blue optics, those same blue optics that seemed to be searching yours for an answer. You thought more, you could just turn around and walk away, or maybe say it super fast so he doesn’t understand, or you could ‘man up’ as Sam would say and tell him the real reason. You sighed, lowering your shoulders and moving closer to him. Your servos go to grab his and you look down at him. Studying the grey metal and all their scars. You finally look back up at him, Squinting your optics as you smile sweetly. 

“Promise you won’t be upset or mad or weirded out or,” 

He cut you off. 

“I swear.” 

You smiled, letting out a small sigh, you guess now is the time. 

“They asked you because they know,” 

You trailed off, the one thing you were trying not to do, because primus knows how hard it is for you to get back onto the same sentence. 

“They know what?” 

He was confused, which is valid, he has every right to be confused. He should be so confused that he doesn’t want to know why they asked him such a question. It would make your life so much easier right now. 

“They know,”

You took a deep breath, the thought to just spit it out crossing your processor. 

“They know I’m into bigger mech who can like totally dominate me in any situation whatsoever.” 

You took your chance, a sigh leaving you. You now stood servo in servo with the Autobot leader with a terrible poster, helm looking straight at the ground between the two of you and your optics squeezed shut. 

You heard him chuckle, the sound causing you to open one optic and peek up at him. 

“What nonsense, all this for that.”

You were awestruck, stuck looking up at the ‘larger totally dominating’ mech frozen. You could hear him talking, see his mouth moving, a smile gracing his features but you can’t hear him. He gave your servos a light squeeze, bringing you back to him. 

“Don’t fret, this will not change my views on you.” 

You let out a relieving sigh, a small smile forming on your face. 

“It enhances my views of you.” 

Megatron

Is confussed, gives the Con who asked the question an evil look and pushes them away. Honestly I think he'd take it as in insult. He'd say something like, "You think me, Lord Megatron, Is soft to some random Con." He truly thinks they saw him as weak, weak enough to have a conjux, he cannot concern himself with such minor things during this war. When he brings it up to you about being asked, he'll just stare at you, waiting for some or any response. After explaining he'll take it as a completement that they asked, and even thought he looked dominating.

Once again you find yourself in the questioning crossfire of your leader, Megatron, after one of your dearly beloved Cons let their mouth slip. Asking Lord megatron if he is your conjux, landing you this great conversation with the war criminal. He seemed uninterested, more concerned on why they’d think he’d marry and have a weakness during such a turning point within the war. His optics actually hadn’t even landed on you, more concerned with Starscream.

He trailed off, punching and pulling things off Starscream while also yelling at the Mech. He just so happened to be doing the one thing that got him asked the question. Your smaller frame standing in front of the ruble Megatron called his ‘throne’ watching as he ‘dominated and controlled’ the screamer. His assault came to an end, pushing Starscream away with his foot and saying something about him being useless, oh well not really what you were focused on. 

Your optics stared at the leader, his back turned to you as he let out audible intakes, you could see his frame moving up and down from where you stood. The damage from his fights with the Autobots shows you the wear and tear of him. Besides his face the only thing that drew your attention was his wound, the gaping gash peeking over his shoulder plating with its screeching red and fire orange melted end, the little bot critter trying his hardest to put him back together. He stretched, showing off the movement of his joints and other moving metal, he turned around, facing you. That face mixed with displeasure and satisfaction traveling into his optics as he looked down on you. Your own optics not paying much attention to his, just taking in the way he frame looked, traveling all over his chest plating and then down to his midsection, your optics taking the way his midsection tapered into his hips, primus you loved it. 

“You do know why you’re here. Get to the point and start answering questions.” 

Your optics flickered up to his, cherry red staring you down. You felt like you were shrinking, in a terribly good way. You would smile up at him, but seeing as his temper is already short, you didn’t. You brought your servo up to your mouth, letting out a throat clearing noise as you got ready to speak. You stepped up to the Mech, keeping a serious face, your mouth opened and then it hit you. You didn’t know exactly what to tell him, How to say it, and how to explain it. You looked away, for this might be the first time since you joined the Decepitcons you’ve held yourself back around him. 

“Go on, I don’t have all day.” 

You lifted your servo, squinting an eye and smiling, your optics looking up at him. He's just looking down at you, crimson optics staring holes into you, waiting for an answer. You thought you’d play with his time, the worst that could happen is he yells at you, stands over you, or kills you. 

“What did you call me here for again?” 

He scoffs, backing up and sitting in his, pile of trash, throne. 

“Why was I asked if I'm your conjux.” 

He slumped in his chair, manspreading out his ass and a servo coming up to support his helm. You froze, shoulders slumping, you wanted him, you wanted to sit in his lap and be dominated by him. You shook your helm, once again locking optics with him and sighed, why waste time when he already has you right here. 

“They know that I like mech who can dominate at any time.” 

Your voice got smaller and quieter the longer you talked, you were sure Megatron couldn’t hear what you said. You looked away from him, taking interest in the leftover scraps he pulled from Starscream, before you heard him hum. Your optics flickered back towards him, locking with his cherry red’s. 

“Interesting.”  

He didn’t seem upset or anything, more pleased. You guess it's because it sounded like a compliment, they thought he was your conjux because he looked dominating. So he has no need to be upset or angry at you, too bad the poor bot who asked barely got away after asking him that. 

“Perhaps, I can show you true dominance.”

[konigsblog]

Screaming and crying- because I just know those bois would treat me well :(

also, thank you, other anon for your kind words-

and! Thank you, königsblog :>

uh- I was woundering on how you think soap specifically would..handle me? I really love soap-

…and his fuckin accent-

uhhdghsbrr that man has me on my hands and KNEES! ;v;

(Really though, thank you guys- it’s something that I’m embarrassed about and that I normally have to hide, so the reassurance y’all gave legit almost made me cry-)

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he'd press a vibrator to your clit, watching as your legs begin to shake with escasty. your lips parted in arousal pleasure pooling again your cunny. slick running down your legs, soaking the bedsheets beneath you, his hips repetitively slamming into you. “good girl, bonnie.”

you could feel his breath against your ear, your own coming out in pants when you felt the coil threaten to snap. sucking hard bruises against your neck, wrapping around your nape, his cock leaking inside you when your walls squeezed him tightly, your orgasm washing over you.

[cyborg-franky]

Getting Matching Tattoos with their s/o

- Wouldn't mind getting a matching tattoo with his S/O but they'd have to be serious as tattoos tend to mean alot to Law. - Wouldn't want you to get something he already has, they already have their own meaning to him. - If you wanted them on the same place you'd need to pick somewhere he still had space. - Maybe something on your legs. - He's fussy, you'd show him so many designs and he'd be picky and annoying about it. - Doesn't like the idea of your first ever tattoo being matching with him, maybe if it was the second or third. - Would end up getting something with a heart motif maybe. - Or a little polar bear somewhere.

- Would feel so incredibly flattered and flustered you loved him enough to want to match with him, - Would ask you like a thousand times if you were 100% sure. - Isn't super fussy, would let you choose. - Suggests you don't get it as big as he has his ones. - Would hold your hand if it was your first one. - In the end you get playing card motif or you get one each of the smiley faces he has on his hat. - Is so happy and proud you match.

- YOU WANT MATCHING TATTOOS WITH HIM? oh he loves you too. - He'd want something nice and subtle though as it'll be his first also. - You had to talk him out of wanting to get your name explaining why it's a bad idea but he'll still try and do it. - He is fixated on you getting his name somewhere only he can see at first. - Then you go through ideas with him and he likes the idea of having them somewhere everyone can see that you both match. - Maybe a set of kitchen/chef related things if his s/o likes to cook. One of you has a knife and one has a fork but done in a really cute style. - Or matching fish, cute little simple fish silhouettes on your wrists.

- He is so up for it, absolutely up for it, with his s/o or his friends. He would get a tattoo that matched all his friends if everyone else was game. - Over excited, picks out so many things, you have to reel him in a little. - Wants to get a tattoo for his brothers, for his friends, for his s/o just wants everything all at once. - You wounder if it's a good idea at how he changes his mind on the design over and over but his eagerness makes you happy. - Would totally get a straw hat design with you or his jolly roger. - Also would love to get the X with you and everyone he cares about.

- He'd be pretty pleased you wanted to get something matching with him. - Advises you against anything as big as his one, he doesn't doubt your pain threshold it's just very intense. - Is chill about your choices, he doesn't mind what you both get. - You'll need to push him for more input, sometimes he's just too chill. - Will tell you over and over how to care for it before you even get it. - Tries to talk you out of getting a full on phoenix, too on the head. - In the end you both get a pretty blue watercolour style feather in matching places. - Would probably get other matching ones with you too.

[oh-for-fic-sake]

The Detectives Den

Masterlist

Summary: walter take you to a cabin for what you thought was a romantic weekend, but he has an ulterior motive afterall mateing season is just arou d the corner~

Warnings: Adult Situations +18, Smut, rough sex, primal sex, male dom, werebear Walter, Mating, Breeding, Turning, Noncon Bite?, claiming bites, soulmates, au shifter

A/n: so here it is! The were bear i started months ago and abandoned but picked up again today because of this post. Typos ahoy!

Taglist: in reblogs

You cried into the matress clawing desperately unsure if it was an attemt to help the huge male above you, or tryingmto escape him. For some reason since being here at the cabin he seemed different? Instead of being your huge soft teddy bwar he was wild, dark and growly both at peace and on edge. It was like he was now this big bad bear of a man, growling and strong all macho 'chop wood and start fire'

You grunted as he rutted harder almost fucking your hips pff the bed sending your feet scrabbling on the wooden floor, your socks sliding on the smooth wood.

"oh god~ sl-slow down! WalteAGH~" you cried out pressing up onto your elbows and stamping a foot on the floor grunting. Walter snarled into your back almost viciously before pressing an open mouthed kiss to your back lappjng the salty skin. He growled feeling his inner beast beat on his own restraint. The beed to uck and bit was almost overpowering. He wanted you dripping, ozzing his cum as he stained your perfect frailty with his venomous bite and change you for the better. He needed it like he'd never needed anything in his life. It was his own fault he was so needy and eager... restless. Hed had you at his side for six months far to lost in his bliss of having his mate he'd all but forgot about the mating season untill he was weeks away.

He snarled grolwing deeper and deeper his inner bears bellows trying to break through damanding you put your head down and take your mating properly. Face down ass up and minimal complaints! The deep sounds echoed through as the harsh breaths and grunts fanned over the sensitive skin of your shoulder blades.

"W-walt! Fuck please- hurry!" You whimpered over your shoulder as the large hands of your lover held you still bent over the bed pinning your hips into the matress and he thundered away, burrying himself to the hilt again and again still trying to feed you every thing he had and more. You cried out as he arched, tipping his hips striking your clit with his heavy sack moaning out his pleasure, the small pats making his cock twitch flexing agaisnt your tight channel as he speared you pryingnyou opene like never before.

These were no calculated strokes, he was fucking you with little care to how you withered and cried at his onslaught. Maybe thats why he brought you out here? You were deep in the woods and no one could hear you scream out your pleasure.

He growled low in his throat again biting back at his beast who was watching as you keened and scrabbled bent over on the bed your bare back glistening, tiny beads of sweat rolling down your sides. The scent of your arousal was enough to make him rabid, he needed this! Needed the release. His instincts were screaming savagely just below His mate! His female! His entierly!

And you were. He'd known the second he'd seen you in the cells. He thougt you were coming to bail out your foster dad who'd been caught at the center of a party filming a snuff film. A dark bdsm practice where the sub was unknowinly 'snuffed out' usually sufficated or break their neck from trying to escape. Either way it was a disgusting practice that was hard to pin blame, who was the one to arrest? The person tying the bonds? The dom? The spectators?

As it turned out you were there to cuss him out and hand in evidence phone records, emails, previous incidences. It turned out your father had been arranging these snuff films as a quiet hitman business silently offing people for a price.

Walter had gone out of his way to protect you, luring you to him with sweet dates and raw sex appeal. It had taken just over two months but he managed to secure a relationship with you. Youd been a couple for six months now, and finally it was time!

Finally he could claim you as his own kind did. Allbeit a tad late with only weeks to get you used to your rightfull place. Beside him. Below him!

He'd managed to et you out here to his den, secluded in the forest for a month long stay, mot that you knew it'd be a month. He'd said it'd be a long week end, you wasnt the outdoorsy type... well not yet.

"Shh, shh mate~ calm down you'll get there, just not yet... don't come yet we need- I need you to hold on for me" walter growled lowly into you making you sob and slump on the bed moaning into the covers. He moved slower trying to remember you were human, no matter how close the season was he couldnt mate you just yet. He had to give you the bite, then claim and help you come around to your new form and mate you... all in three weeks. If he tried to mate you properly now youd never survive him.

"Bu-but Bear!? Please i cant!" You wailed grunting and pressed back on him urgently unaware of just what was about to happen. He almost felt guilty, but it was better this way. Bite and help them transition then breed and continue the line. Or risk looseing you? His one mate! Once you were turned you'd feel the bond and wouldnt leave. It was how things were done, tradition!

Walter shook his head ridding the doubts that collected in his mind before chuckling... if only you knew how right you were~. Because be was a bear, a grizzly to be exact. It always brough a smirk to his face when you called him that, it'd soon be an inside joke between you. For every shifter there was a soul mate. The wolves had it easy,being pack animals their mates were mostly wolves themselves. But bears? No. Bears were solitary and their mates tended to be human.

For everything that happened in his life, he never imagined getting such a sweet gentle mate! You were a prize, his prize. Gifted to him by the old gods. You'd love and raise his cubs to be strong, fierce boy's and dainty smart females. His mind drifted, he couldnt wait to fill you, to plant his seed inside your womb and watch you create his cubs. But first he had claim you.

His eyes glazed as you beat at the bed arching your back to him trying desperately to pull him deeper clenching your pussy tight trying to force him to his own end where you could join him. You walls trembled as the suckled on him desperate to have walter quake at the knees and rut you into a tantelizing climax.

Walter snarled eyes now flickering with the burnt red brown that his beast held, the copper tinge glowing with a primal rage and need to latch onto his female and hold her still, repriand his sow for trying to take control and steal his seed before he was read to gift it to her!. Thoughts of tearing the skin and biting you twisted around his mind like a raging storm, his fangs ached. The venomous gift that would seal your fate to his forever thrumming in his jaws eagerly waiting. He was ready. He.was .ready! Years of woundering, then months of play the human game had made him impatient. He needed it, needed to feel the bond tie you together!

"Fine! You asked for it!" He snarled, an inhuman tremorto his voice made you pause, just as you tried to turn and question him you screamed out in panic. Walter bit you. Hard!

You thrashed squealing and panicking, kicking your splayed legs as your neck siezed, cramping. You muscle constricting around what felt like two deep thorns searing into you. Then a deep burn built. You cried in panic, fat tears rolling down your face mind bearly grasping what was going on around you. The shunts of your lovers hips became heavier and more pronounced, every breathnow a severe growl ratteling your bones. His cocks invasion slicing through the pain and terror as he moved faster and harder into you hitting your clit.

You wept tears streaming down your face as he fucked you rougher growling into your neck. Then despite the pain and fear the knot in your tummy snapped and you came around him. The trembling and mind numbing orgasm tore through you making you massage his still thrusting cock. You sobbed collapsing, giving up the fight as your sensitive body ached.

As if rewarding you for finally giving in Walter released your neck leaving it wet. You shuddered knowing that there would be blood but there wasnt much you could do about it. You keenesoftly as he roared over you victoriously painting your insides with his essence, lightly fucking into you. Instinct driving him to scent your cunt as deep as he could for your change, so youd smell of him warding off all other males in the area. This female was taken.

"Fuck. Fuck that was- better then the stories" he hummed over you smileing to himself head hanging down feeling at peace now his mate was claimed and would change. You'd be like him, strong fierce and safe. Able to take care of yourself and protect yourself and his young... fend off any vile human, fend off anyone but him~ your bear, your male, your mate!

"W-walter? My neck? What did you do?! Whh did you!- it feels funny it tingling" you panicked as walter pulled away from you befor slowly crawling onto the bed pullingnyou gently onto the soft bedding tugging you up to rest on your back.

"Its fine, perfect even- its the venom getting to work love" he explained cooing at you wiping you down patting the wohndmon your neck. In his spare of the moment bite he'd been rougher then he could have been, and that was part of the reason his venom was making you go limp already.

"V-VENOM! WHAT VENOM?" You bellowed now bawling panting, hyperventilating eyes wide and tears rolling down your face. His heart clenched as your hand waved in the air trying to hold him but you couldnt feel it, only a heavy numb limb that was useless.

"No, no its not bad- not bad my we t little mate... your turning, you'll turn and be like me" walter said hushingnou craning over you taking your waving hand an pressing kisses to the palm.

"Turn?! What are you- you bite me! We need help! Im gojng numb! Cold walter im bleeding out! Am i bleeding!?" Yu yipped still not understanding what was goingnon? He bit you... HE BIT YOU!? you tried pryingnyour hand free wanting to feel the damage on your neck. The room was spinning, you were growing cold you felt li,e you were dying!

"No shh your not bleeding, your turning... youve taken the bite soo well, so well love... you'll be fine... you'll sleep and then wake up stronger then ever" walter hummed fawning over you, giving you small gentle stroke's he knew he couldnt sit you down and explain, you were falling fast. He just had to reassure you untill you drifted off into the change.

"Wha?"

"Shh im here im here mate... your gonig to be a bear just like me" he whispered softly grinning down at you unable to stop. He was too damn proud, he found you and bit you! Youd be with him always!

"Bear?" You muttere trying to hold him closer as the room began shimmering, lights and blaack dots laceingnyour vision as the heated chill rushed through you drowning your body in a strange soothing yet frightening feeling.

"Yes... I'm a shifter, I brought you here to- to my den, the den of my forefathers, ive given you the bite just as my father did to our mother inthis very cabin!" He rushed trying to explain best as he could not liking the scent of terror on you. He never wanted to scare you, but fear was inevitable. Still if he could ease your worries before you succumbed he would.

"What- walter im- its fuzzy!" You cried desperately tryingnto cling to the little consciousness you had. But it was getting harder as the seconds ticked by.

"Hush im here, it's the change my love... youll be like me... a bear shifter- and just before mating season too...You'll change and then we will mate over and over untill your carrying my cubs~" walter said as a lump swelled in his throat. His father had said this was the worst bit. The fear and panic as your new found mate fell to the transformation. But as the guilt and anxiety sent in so did the excitement of your furture. Your mateing, your family-cubs and a den of your own! It was enougn to make the grown boar cry like a young cub!

"W-walt your scaring me~" you slurred as the room began spinning, a hot sensation coursing through your veins but your skin was cool and prickling.

"Shh its okay love, you need to sleep, just rest when you wake things will be... they will be perfect, sleep, give in don't fight, you dont want to be awake for this part" he said movi g to lay your hand back down at your side. Then sat up besode you looking around for another pillow tomprop under your head.

"W-walter! No, dont leave-" you cried bawling frightened as your eyelids got heavy, he sounded as if he was drifting further from you. Bringing another wave of panic, especiallywhen he placed your hand down.

"I'm not, i wont leave you, not for a second my beautiful female" he said leaning over you holding your chin peppering kisses over your face. Making sure you felt he was still there even as you drifted into the comatose state that would protect you from the pain of your initial transformation. You cries slowly doed off as you closed your eyes unable to fight anymore and let the black take you.

Walter stayed put watching you with baited breath. Now it was his job to gaurd you. Protect and care for you as the grueling first shift took holdand he spied what bear you'd be. The venom in all shifters was the same, each becmea different animal in accordance to their individual traits. He was a grizzly one of the largest bear, his cousin geralt was a polar bear and sy a kodiak. He knew youd be a bear because you were mates, and thats just how it worked.

He sat back cringing as you grunted moaning as things began to shift, your body would rid itself of toxins and ailments first. Flush your system before the real process began. He stood from the bed making his way to the bathroom to fetch the many damp towels he'd need to clean you up. It had been him to insight the change and now it was his duty to care for you through this difficult transition. And it would be is absolute pleasure, because this was the all important duty for him as a male his kind, this would tighten his bond with your beast. He would oversee everything and help you, even help break bones to help you shift faster. Anything to get you through a full shift cycle, to beast and back so you could awaken that little bit faster and begin your life as a true pairing. Despite th grusome nature of the event, walter couldnt be more pleased because thos was the true beginning of his life with you, and he wouldnt change a damn thing.

[dreamkenn]

I'd love to know about draken and go ham with strong, sexy, or both :D do what feels right.

no edit we die like men, mention of biting/leaving bruises in the sexie bit (there’s no actual smut)

🩰the move draken's most proud of: for this one i had an internal debate but! i think if draken were to start pole the moves which are big and flashy, so dead lifts or something like a iorn x, would be less challenging to him since he already has a lot of upper body strength & core. so when he got remi bridge* he was so surprised with how much more flexible he'd gotten inadvertently through practice, and how despite having an easy start with some moves given his strength- his balance & technique had really improved. how he can now so easily lift his legs into this knot like formation also the kinda pole cred that comes with doing remi bridge because it hurts!! also also it's a v good move to show off well developed shoulder muscles & abs in lmao

🩰the move draken's most impressed by: okay okay so, draken is a protective soul, the moment he sees you lift into an invert** his heart is already racing away from him in concern as you seeming float upside down- no matter how many times he's seen it before, his heart will always saw in wounder and concern much like at anything you do. as you shift and adjust your leg, bringing it up to the pole he's sure that if your hands were to even shift on the pole he'd have a heart attack. it's as you hook your outside leg on that he slowly starts to relax, releasing an intentionally held breath as he sees your leg lock securely around the pole- back arching and extending to for a gentle curve. his moment of brief respite & appreciation is short lived as, having found your if not comfy then secure grip, you lift your hands away back arching into a gemini***

on a slightly more sexie note, there's another difference with gemini, how the familiar plush of your thigh is distorted by the grip on the pole, now instead of moving  wrapped up in his large hands, it’s pushed against by the pole, holding you so delicately in the air. it’s fun when the class ends too! as not only is gemini a beautiful move, but (especially when learning) it has a tendency to leave a small line of bruises along the inside of your thigh- somewhere draken is determined to keep his monopoly over 

i didn't know whether you wanted him or like reader poling so i did both because i love draken & you!! pls ignore that i'm attempting to run a writing blog without reading comprehension lmao    for this ask game

photos under the cut tumblr don't kill my blog for me talking about a sport owo

*remi bridge! draken doesn't have this good of lower back flexibility but don't tell him i said that- it hurts your feet like hell, next to the right/bellow is **an invert! this is how you get upside down lol! (you don't hold that position that's it's own move called a chopper! but it's a position you should move through to do a clean basic invert)

and lastly! *** gemini, i'm not sure how clear the transition is from the images but you can quite naturally move from an invert or held chopper to a gemini, in the case of the above photo you do so by hooking your left knee & allowing your body to naturally tip backwards (i'll find a gif if that is you want that'll be much easier to explain)

[britishsass]

for your maligustus au i was woundering is there a scene were we see whats going outside when raz gose into his dads mind? like with the psych 7 the aqutos and the inters if that makes any scene?

There should be one! I just don't have the energy to write it as of late. Here's a few quick things I'd like to note about it/little snippets. A whole bunch of things and a couple snippets.

Helmut couldn't breathe. He was drowning, he was going to die, he couldn't even think. There was water everywhere, everything was cold, he was going to die-- Bob held close, taking his husband in his arms, shielding both of them from the flood. His shield was weak, but with Helmut trembling, he made sure to use everything he had to protect him. He couldn't let go. Couldn't leave him here. "It's going to be okay. I promise. I promise, it'll be okay..."

Lucy thrust her hands out, pushing the water away. Even so, two watery shapes lunged into the Heptadome. Wolves. Why wolves? She had always used snakes, so wolves... "Compton, can you handle them?" She asked, keeping as much out as she could. It was hard to focus on everything at once. "I-- Alright." Compton took a breath and gave Cassie's hand a quick squeeze for confidence before stepping closer. "H-hello, wolves. Is there something wrong?" One barked at him, and he raised his eyebrows. "...Help? What's wrong? How can we help?"

...

Lucy is working with the others and protecting the Heptadome, where they're set up.

Bob and Helmut hold onto each other the whole time. Bob is desperate to protect Helmut this time.

Compton manages to understand the wolves and figure out what Augustus thinks is going on. Hearing it's because he thinks he lost everyone and how everyone else is lying to him.

Cassie is helping to boost Lucy and Bob.

Otto and Ford are frazzled as heck. Ford keeps trying to go outside to help out only for Otto to remind him what happened last time and to remind him that Raz can handle it. Eventually, Ford teleports out, dragging Otto with him, and they work to get people in the splash zone (Sasha, Milla, and Gristol) to safety. Otto is very much just being dragged around. He'd try to make something, but at the moment... He's kind of out of ideas. Even his electrokinesis would just cause a bunch of collateral.

Lizzie is with Norma, since Augustus knocked her out in a moment of intense emotion (See: Inner Storm) and trying to get her back to consciousness. They have a moment when Norma finally wakes up.

Gisu is with the Aquatos, helping them with evacuation.

Morris is making broadcasts to warn folks of what's going on. He got onto the Motherlobe PA and is telling everyone how to get to safety.

Adam is stuck making sure Gristol doesn't escape, and he's also very much chewing him out the whole time for how this is affecting everyone else.

Sam manages to befriend one of the wolves to get much, MUCH closer than she should be, and she uses that to get around, scouting for anyone else who needs help.

I feel like the interns should do more here, but I don't know what they should do. I'm just really bad at this bit, hah. Sorry it's not a story! I wish I could've made a story for it all. But I couldn't figure out how.

[pmiller1]

Taken home a Flowerpot.

Frisk: Chara... What wrong? You're feeling down.

Chara: Sorry Frisk... it just *Look through window to Mount Ebott is*

Frisk: Just what. Coming on, you may be in my head, but you had to tell me.

Chara: You sure he'll okay down there?

Frisk: Oh. I'm sure Asriel is will and okay down there.

Chara: Yes. But it really isn't fair. We try the Save him. I try to save him. But he down there stilling being some plant. He deserved better.

Frisk: Well I don't know what I can do. He'll already be Flowey by now.

Chara: But it still him. I know Asriel. He does't like I put him in.

Frisk: Chara, You had nothing to do with him being a flower.

Chara: He dead because I want to take some Human souls and kill myself. He had every right to back down. If only I knew it was a bad idea.

Frisk: I know you blame yourself for that, but it better for him if you life him be. *Close they homework book* Now Chara, I'm sure we can take about this tomorrow. *Heading to bad* Night-night Chara.

Chara: Yeah, Night-night. *Still looking at window* *Sigh* Azzy, I miss you. *Looking away, only to see... a flowerpot.* Hmm...

-----

*Noise of Walking on rock, grass and trees*

Frisk: *Waken up, then noticed that they are moving on they own.* What the---

Chara: *Through Frisk mouth* Sorry, didn't mean to wake you. *Still making Frisk's body walk*

Frisk: Psi! What are you doing? Why am I out in the wood pass this late?

Chara: I'm taking him home with us!

Frisk: What?! *Taken controlled, tripling the body*

Chara: Come on Frisk. He need to a home. He need his sibling. I can't leave him down there.

Frisk: And what, are you just going to tell our mother that Asriel is a flower, don't you think that he want anyone to know.

Chara: You know that even as flower still a kid inside, he need me!

Frisk: He doesn't know that you inside my head Chara.

Chara: And what? You just going to let him to talk to my grave!

Frisk: ..........

Chara: Just... Please, let me take him home. I want my brother back!

Frisk: ...Alright. But after we had back home. We will do this tomorrow.

Chara: Okay. *Picking Frisk body up.* We do this together.

-----

Toriel: You sure about this, Being Flowey, that taking flower to here?

Frisk: I know Toriel. But he already consider me as his best friend.

Toriel: But he...

Frisk: I know. I know, he did try to kill me, binder you and my other friend up.

Toriel: I'm still not to sure Frisk.

Frisk: I made sure he wouldn't do anything bad to me or anyone else. I will even take good care of him.

Toriel: Well I'll suppose you can keep him. As long he doesn't plan on hurting up.

Chara: *Still in Frisk body* Thank Mom! *Hug and then kiss her like a mother and they kid*

Toriel: Ohoh, My my Frisk easy there.

Frisk: Sorry. Toriel.

Toriel: Just as long take some safety with you.

-----

Frisk: *Outside the door, Now wearing, a bright jackets, walking boots and a backpack with all the climbing kit, the plant pot and small spade along with some sweet and chocolate as rations, And a miner hat.*

Chara: You feel too safe.

Frisk: Whatever, let go and pick up the flower.

Sans: pick who up?

Frisk: *Jump by Sams just now being there, fallen off to the floor than to safety weighting them down.* Sams don't do that.

Sans: sorry *wink, shrug* ive saw you was wounder what youre doing?

Chara: *Through Frisk* Nothing that you should know.

Sans: easy frisk no need to talk to uncle sans like that

Frisk: I was just going for a walk to Mount Ebott. I kinda want to take a look and see how it doing?

Sans: really? you arent here to pick up the weed arent you.

Frisk: *Sigh* What if I am, Sans. He isn't that bad.

Sans: well he arent good from i seen of him.

Chara: Well you aren't a bad person yourself. Mr "You be dead where your standing"

Sans: hey now, youre still here arent you, not after we all up here and youre the queen new kid, id wouldnt think of killing you.

Frisk: That good and all. But I must be going now. *Walking off* See you latter Sans.

-----

Frisk: You know Psi, You don't had to talk to Sans like that.

Chara: I'm sorry but I just don't like the guy. Sure he make pun and joke, but the way he said to you before and after that, he really show me what he is. I hate to say it but if he was protecting you then you'd wouldn't had any fair deaths to reload.

Frisk: Do you think he'd know about the reset?

Chara: Maybe... He remind me of someone... I just don't recall who... he really made Omar, the Yellow Soul had a hard time to... them... that it dry out his determination all to for a test that he did had the skill to reset.

Frisk: *Stop walking* Wait, You saying that the other Human before me had the same power to reset?

Chara: Yeah. They all gave up living. Having see my father take they last breath. In some way. They quit living.

Frisk: Hmm... that would explain why Flowey had six save files.

Chara: Yeah, it would also explain how Flowey came to be really, as well as the Amalgamate.

Frisk: *Shutter*

Chara: Just think what it was like to him, it just be lost, confused, alone... I sure don't want to know what made him become someone who'd "Kill or be Killed" and full on evil.

Frisk: *To Cave entrance to pit fall, where they fallen* Well maybe he can tell us his side of the story. *Taken on the climbing kit.*

-----

Frisk: *Climbing down with a rope, Hitting the bottom*

Flowey: Well, well, well, look who it is, Frisk the Human.

Frisk: (Chara, if you may.) *As Frisk own arms move into the bag pulling out the Flowerpot out*

Flowey: How you life going. I bet it must be really happy up there with your friend and your love one.

Chara: *Got the pot out. Moving to him.* Asriel... I-i...

Flowey: What?! You think I would even stick my non-existent ass in that?! *Us his own root to knock off the bot off they hand* Well I'm sorry but that is not happening.

Chara: *Just look at them. Feeling hurt and...*

Flowey: Did you really think I would---

Chara: Shut up!

Chara: S-shut up... and get in the pot.

Flowey: Um... *Just look at them*

Flowey: Wow Frisk. I didn't think you'd be so loud.

Chara: Asriel! It me, you idiot! *Point to they grave*

Flowey: *Look at Chara resting bed and to Frisk whom as very red eyes* C-C-Ch-Chara?

Chara: *Give the Flowey a nod*

Flowey: What... Hahaha... Hey there buddy? What are you doing here inside Frisk body...?

Chara: What do you think I'm doing? *Picking up the pot* I'm taking you home with us.

Flowey: But... *Use his root to point at Frisk body* Did Frisk out you up to this?!

Chara: No. I just... I just... *Teared up* I just want you to come home with us.

Flowey: Chara. I can't. I not what I use to be. I can't go home with you. You had Frisk. Why can't you make them happy.

Frisk: (Chara. May I.) *They eyes now darken, showing they are in controlled* Flowey, Asriel... Can't you make them happy, After All they want is they brother back home living with us? And to be fair, you aren't too bad to had as a brother myself.

Flowey: I don't understand. After everything I've put you through...

Frisk: Well I wouldn't save you if Chara didn't care for you. I can feel they warm love to you, can do care and they want you to come home with them.

Flowey: I... thought you was them. I hold on to this idea that they would make me feel. And I've pass it into you. Do you really want someone whom couldn't tell you from them?

Chara: But I was here, I was always inside them. I know how mush you miss me. I miss you Asriel. I really do?

Flowey: If only I could feel what warm love that we both use to had. You must be lucky to feel whatever they are feeling.

Chara: It isn't fair. You don't deserved to not feel love, hope and compassion. I don't know what to do, I just want you back.

Flowey: You really want me to come with them?

Chara: Yes. You don't had to tell anyone who you are. Just as long you home living with us.

Flowey: Well... I'd guess it wouldn't hurt. Not that I can feel pain.

Chara: Thank you, Brother. Thank you.

Flowey: *Face of Asriel* Hey, hey easy there Chara. It will be okay.

Chara: Haha. Thank you Asriel.

[cyborg-franky]

Nsfw alphabet with Thatch please??

Thatch supremacy on the rise, yes, good.

N/SFW UNDER CUT

A - Alone time Thatch enjoys his alone time, he defiantly reads romantic erotic novels, hides them all behind actual books so if anyone comes in his room he's not teased about it. Jerks off once a day? helps with stress.

B - Bondage He's done it once or not, like any good sailor he knows how to tie a good knot. He's low key though, nothing over the top, wrists, his or his partners, bound to the bed frame.

C - Crying Turn off - he stops and babies his partner.

D - Dominance Oh he's a switch for sure. Its very mood dependent with Thatch, he likes a good wrestle with a strong partner to see who gets to top. He likes being a gentle top with partners who are bottoms though.

E - Extra info He'll try anything once. Well, most things. He likes when his partners dress up for him, has a kink for thigh highs.

F - Food play Thatch stares into his fridge and wounder where certain things go, is never pleased. Not into food play.

G - Group sex Look me in my eyes and tell me if you don't think Thatch is down with being part of a three or many. He likes being kept on his toes.

H - Humiliation Not so much, maybe teasing if his partner has gotten really worked up.

I - Impact play Just a little playful spanking, likes to leave a red hand print on his partners ass but nothing extreme.

J - Jelly He regrets the time he didn't have lube at hand and used cooking oil. But lube, just standard.

K - Kissing Thatch likes being kissed, he likes to feel appreciated with gentle kisses. He also likes to cover his partner in smooches.

L - Lighting Dim lights, atmosphere!

M - Masochism He doesn't like pain for pains sake. He enjoys when his partner is so into him they loose it, bites his shoulder, runs long nails up and down his back. Pain that's caused from the passion of the moment.

N - Not yet [orgasm control] He likes to let his partner teeter on the edge sometimes, he likes to tease and when he knows his partner is close, he slows down, delays it and build it up.

O - Outdoor sex He doesn't mind, after a few beers and constant flirting from his partner he'd not mind finding a quite place on deck, maybe outside behind some crates..

P - Photography 100% in a modern AU he's the type that will take pictures, never shows them to others though, maybe do a movie or two..

Q - Quiet please Likes when his partner is loud, screaming the place down, he's a fairly vocal man too. Moaning and saying filthy things in your ear.

R - Routine Thatch's routine is weeks of flirting before he makes a point that he likes you. Cooks you dinner, treats you to wine, see where it goes from there... it'll start out in a heavy make out session like he's a horny teenager.

S - Sleepy sex He's an early riser [ohoho] so is more awake then most his partners so he doesn't really have 'sleepy sex'

T - Top or bottom Switch baby

U - Underwear Standard boxers, if he was in a rush he wouldn't care if he accidentally put on someone elses if they were clean.

V - Voyeurism He likes to watch.. and be watched.. he doesn't care if someone sneaks a peek at him, it's flattering really.

W - Water He likes a fondle in the shower...

X - X-dressing

Y - Yes, Master All used in a gender neutral context 'baby' 'babe' 'doll' He likes to be called 'commander' 'sir'

Z - Zones He really likes when people touch his lower back, his thighs, when people run their hands up his calves. He loves it.