#Dont judge me im tired

[icarusredwings]

Bad dog

Tw: puppy play, dominance play (except wade sucks at winning), slight voyeurism

Read this really good puppy Logan fic and I can't stop thinking about Logan getting so jealous that he just starts humping the hell out of him until he submits and then leaves as like a weird dominance/punishment thing.

Man, imma bouta sound like the biggest weirdo for this... oh well.

So I imagine that when ever Wade goes out and he comes back smelling like someone else, Logan has to change that. Obviously, it's part of his nature.

Now, what Wade didn't expect is when he's talking to someone at the door for Logan to just come over and start trying to hump him, grabbing at his hips and attempting to get Wade's attention, trying to bend him over enough to lay on his back, shifting to poke him through his jeans, etc all while Wade is internally panicking.

"Uhh Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I just got a rescue dog recently, and he's a big jumper- Down boy! Off! Aheheh.. heh...puppies. You know?"

"Aww what kind? Like a mastiff or a great dane?

"Oh no, Hes a big smelly mutt." Logan trusts a bit harder, making Wade have to bite his tounge from groaning.

"Can I pet him?"

He sees Wades hand go back and try to push Logan off, whos succesfully mounted him and now Wade is half bent over, holding the door and trying to push his face away from him while Logan is literally dry humping him through his shorts.

"NO! No I- He's reactive! Super reactive! He-he bites too!"

"Oh im sure hes not that bad if hes just a puppy."

Logan, whos still playing along, lets out a snarl.

"So you should leave before he gets out." Wade says.

"Oh. Alright. Have fun with your new puppy wade!"

"Heh heh- Ohh- Bye!"

Before he slams the door, trying to stand up, pushing his hands off of his hips but Logan pulls him back more, growling. "So whos that?"

"Just a friend, god what are you a gaurd dog? Get off." He says, but hes smiling and hoping he dosn't obey.

Logan of course smirks and says "Im trying."

"T-thats not what I mean and you know it! Off! You nasty dog! When company is here? Really??"

"I dont know him." Logan growls, leaning him over a bit more, his thrusts getting a bit harder.

"He's just my ammo guy Logan, it's fine."

But he didn't litsen, trying to push Wade down over the arm of the couch but he didn't let him, holding himself up and felt a wash of pants fall over him from the preasure and the idea of Logan humping him infront of Dan.

"Such- a- bad- boy!" He whines inbetween being used like a rag doll, Logan leaning over his back and growling into his ear, putting his body weight on him.

His hand comes back, trying to reach before grabbing his jeans, thumb struggling to unbutton and unzip the poor pups pants.

This is only met with Logan biting his shoulder, a yelp coming from him as he's then roughly shoved down into the couch.

Before Wade can even sit up, he feels Logans boxers against him, keeping his nails in his hip, pulling him back. By now he's panting a bit, growling at him to stay still.

Wade knows the drill, Whining and moaning softly with each movement before he shifts, putting his arms around him, thrusts becoming sloppy with the curve of his back, chin between his shoulder blades.

"Fuck, Oh fuck- fuck fuck fuck, b-Bad dog! Y-you're suppose to obey! This is your last chance! Off!" He's whining.

Logan decides that hes not holding still enough, a hand shoving his head into the cusion of the couch, other hand holding up his waist.

Groaning, Wade finally went limp, eyes loling back as he relaxes his arms, spreading his legs a little bit for him.

This pleases Logan, Leaning down to bite his neck, pulling up just a tad, hips quickening.

So here he was. Dry humping the fuck out of him, his personalized tags jingling with each trust, Wade whining the perfect way.

"Mmmhmhhmmhh" He whines, like a bitch in heat. The sound that usually would make Logans imaginary tail wag, and signal his instinctual duty to breed him but not this time.

This time, right before he can get too excited and shred off his clothes, Logan stops. He lets go Wades neck, pulls away, and goes to the bathroom with a click of the door.

Leaving Wade here, bent over the arm rest of the couch, a wet spot in his pants, and drooling.

"Hey- Hey wait!! Noo!! You can't just do that! Ugh! You fucking mutt! You didn't even finish breeding me you coward! What the hell was that?!"

Obviously, Wade is not happy about this. The ultimate tease.

Alternative ending where Wade shifts around, strips his shorts off, spreads his legs open and calls for him again.

He pats his thighs and whistles for him. "Here pup! Logan! Here puppy puppy puppy!"

And instantly Logan comes out of that bathroom way too red and far too happy to decline. He rushes over to sit on his knees and wade ruffles up his chops. "Good boy! Oh what a good recall you have, yes you do! My big stong pup! You want a treat? Hm? Come'ere."

And before he can even say anything Logan starts licking the hell out of him like someone told him there was peanut butter in there or something.

Wade gasps, Hand coming up to pet him the entire time. It ends with Logan breeding him in missionary and his tounge so deep down Wades throat that he's a slobbery mess by the time their done.

"Good boy.. such a good boy. I love you Logan.. you're such a good puppy for me."

By now Logan grunts, embaressed still at how fast he came when Wade called for him and how eagerly he just licked him for 4 minutes straight while stuffing him with what Wade called his 'Puppy juice'

Rubbing his stomach and petting his head, Wade mutters. "Do you think I could handle a whole litter?? I mean.. I think i'd have to have a C section."

Logan burried his face into his neck, red. "...shut the fuck up wade.."

[pricetagged]

Idk how to label this. Wifehunter John?

The idea of possessive/obsessive John manipulating a situation and stealing a wife for himself struck me, so just coughing the idea up while I sneak away for a coffee before I actually have to start work in 20 mins 💖 entirely unedited, abrupt ending

Masterlist l Part Two

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For someone married to his job, he has put quite a bit of thought into what he is looking for in a wife. Namely, that she's already married.

His reasoning is threefold. He can admit to himself, firstly, that it satisfies his need for control. Competency. He's a busy man with a demanding job. Not quite retired yet, no time to build his own from scratch. With this, he gets a wife boxed up and ready-trained. Broken in.

Secondly, the need for control bleeds into his saviour complex. She'll need a shoulder to cry on, someone strong and capable to get her back on her feet. She'll be feeling a little fragile. Needy. Perfect.

And thirdly, it does something wild to his jealous, possessive streak. The idea of taking something precious, of breaking her bond to another man and tying it to him? Delicious. The idea that she used to be someone else's, that he has to imprint himself onto her knowing that in doing so he is erasing the imprint of another man? It has his teeth aching, grinding even as heat rises in his belly. Stirs at him.

The idea swirls lazily in the back of his mind, never quite finding the right time or right partner. He bats at it a few times, lazy cat playing with the notion, seeing how far it can stretch before it snaps. Eyes up pretty things everywhere he goes, glancing down at their left hands just to check, but nothing quite tugs on that string. Until one day it does when he's outfitting the security system at your house.

It's side work. Cash in hand, word of mouth. Something to keep him busy when on mandated leave. Something to keep in mind as his retirement from active duty creeps closer. And your husband is a real piece of work, all blustering braggadocio energy. Young buck, not knowing his place in the herd. Not knowing that he'd be better scratching his antlers off on a tree than going head-to-head with a gristled thing like John.

It's like John's energy, his presence in the house, sends alarm bells ringing in your husband's mind (Be the man. Don't back down. Puff up your chest and strut). And it plays so perfectly into John's hands because your young buck doesn't realise that what he's really doing is fawning. To John. (Look at me, be impressed by me!) He makes his biggest mistake in putting you down in front of him, trying to sidle up to John and create some kind of desperate camaraderie. Ordering you to bring tea to the men at work. Rolling his eyes at your attempts to talk, to ask questions about the work being done. Waving you off so he can stand and watch the proceedings. Like he could supervise. Like he has any clue what he's doing.

Only the promise of the long game keeps John from levelling him with a hard look, from calling him outblike he'd love to.

He hears you both in the in the other room, having swatted the young buck off like a particularly virulent pest. Noisy and bothersome. Not needed - or wanted- in this home. And entirely too stupid to realise that John wasn't being jocular in his dismissal.

You've been scribbling away for the past few days, something occupying your time, keeping you happy and hidden away in the kitchen.

"You're not serious, are you?"

"Well, yes," he hears the slight quaver in your voice before you find your footing. You've got at least a bit of spine. Good. "You said that I should find an occupation. Not just 'laze around the house playing housewife'. This is what I-"

"Oh come on, I didn't mean- You don't think that this is viable, do you?"

"Well... I love gardening. And I'm good at it. And there's no reason that it can't be more accessible for people, especially with the current economic-"

He cuts you off with a scoff. "Dear, just- I don't want you to be disappointed. I think you don't quite understand the time and effort this will take. And you know nothing of marketing, publishing. Why don't you put that away and start on dinner?"

And oh, isn't that delicious. He can taste it now, that idea that has been swirling. It's thick, almost tangible on his tongue. The tension in the house, the bitter lacryma of stifled tears. The slight acidity of words you left unsaid. It has his mouth watering, pupils dilating.

And when he's packing up that evening, tools and materials tucked in to the heavy workman's case, he swings by the kitchen on his way out. Catches the way something is jutting out slightly from the bin, lid slightly askew. When he pulls it out he realises it's some kind of notebook, carefully (lovingly) bound. Pictures pasted, mindmaps and notes and plans scribbled in the margins. Your gardening tips. Kitchen scraps, window boxes, rooftop plots. Urban gardening. It's deeply thoughtful, well researched.

A labour of love, lying in the rubbish.

Sweet, clever little thing. That just won't do.

He leaves your house with a little piece of you tucked away in his toolkit and a nice plan forming. He'll be back, of course, not quite finished with his work. He'd planted a few little links into the system he'd almost installed, projecting not just to the monitor in your home but also in his. Got to keep his eyes on you, keep you safe and cared for in ways that your useless husband can't.

Finding that book was a boon. He'd say it was divinely ordained if he believed in all that. It weighs heavy in his toolbox as he whistles out the door.

Now, how to get you alone and return it to you..

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This idea may have been done before? I'm not sure, sorry! I've seen a lot of possessive John floating around. Tagging @stellewriites because I said I would last time, and you've been so encouraging of my nonsense.

Anyway I've got like 4 long-form WIPs that I'm working on, so I may never actually write this one but thought I'd share since that image set I just reblogged made me feral 💖

[kiisaes]

SURE LOL making this its own post so I don't bother op with how genuinely annoying I am

"what's your educated take on bakugou" (this is the primary litmus test. if you have a dogshit opinion about him I am terminating the conversation effective immediately)

"what do you ship in this series, if you ship at all, using strictly the text with no fandom interference" (testing to see if you can separate canon from fanon, because fanon has severely warped many's perception of canon. I think most, if not all, big ships in this series were sabotaged by the fandom - either by misinterpreting the characters in the ships or artificially inflating/deflating their importance to the story)

"what are some general themes and takeaways of this narrative"

@bakugous-broken-toothbrush

[callistoe]

I've had hdg content on my dash without me doing anything to attract it and I'm not sure if I should be offended that tumblr thinks I'm into this, or flattered because tumblr is correct

[fatuismooches]

HIII 🐓 ANON HERE!!!!!!

I come bearing you a new scenario.....one that has been slowly rotting my brain (help)

WHAT ABOUT ESCHER?? Like.... imagine if while Dottore was disguised as Escher he fell in love with reader ? (Need more Escher x readers... im a lil insane)

- 🐓 anon

When Dottore was sent out to Tatarasuna, he only had one goal in mind - simply to cause a minor inconvenience for Inazuma. What he did not expect, however, was meeting you. Someone who he initially wouldn't give a second glance to, but soon found himself uncharacteristically seeking your company.

What drew him to you was how you seemed to be an outcast. Which was strange, because if even a puppet could be accepted, why was a human isolated from the rest of the group? It was a bit intriguing to the scholar. Perhaps because he had gone through the same thing. With enough veiled inquiring, he found out the circumstances were similar too - you had attended the Akademiya but left because you had found it inadequate, in your words. Oftentimes it seemed like Escher would "test" you on things. On morality, how far you'd go for an experiment, on many hypotheticals. You were never sure if you passed these tests from his unreadable expression, but he seemed more pleased at your lack of ethicalness than a good person should.

Well, now he found you much more interesting. You, on the other hand, would naturally be suspicious of the mechanic. He seemed so gentlemanly and charismatic on the outside, but you couldn't help but get a weird feeling. However, did you care? No. Somehow he was still attractive with the graying hair.

He wouldn't fall in love with you that quickly, no, he would define his interest in you as merely that - interest. Nothing more, nothing less. However, he is willing to pursue this interest, just to see how it goes. It could benefit him. He is in need of another assistant as always. Perhaps you could be the fit he's always desired. And so he would offer you a choice - join him in the Fatui, or perish along with the rest of the village. (The choice is obvious.) Or if by some odd chance, he did like you that much, you're just getting yanked back to Snezhnaya.

Dottore ended up getting two useful things out of Tatarasuna. A new test subject, and a new loyal assistant, who he would soon learn to love.

Thinking about this Reader helping him create the segments and gradually learning more about him through them...

[redfoxv]

My outfit for today if you even care ^w^

[deltaruinedcoco37]

has this been talked about yet?

maybe spoilers? if you havent watched the TRASH FRIENDS smg4 episode

so yall know the SMG3 color theory post by @shygirl4991?

Im not much of a theorist so i can't really add much but I did notice something, maybe I'm reading into the it too much...

the theory was about SMG3's "villain self" vs "real self" but im thinking of it in this scene more like "not really him" vs "real self"

so...

If we're going by Shay's logic then this is his "half self" which means... he's still not being completely honest with smg4 and mario :(

give our boy some therapy already luke!!!!!

sorry if what im saying makes absolutely no sense i am very sleep deprived.

[local-gun-witch]

[firesmokeandashes]

Set Fire To The Rain

"I hate the rain," you say

You hate it because it's a reminder of you weakness

You hate because it reminds you of your shortcomings and failures

You hate it because it tears apart everything you pretend to be

You hate it, so I shall burn it

I will burn the rain so it will hurt you no more

I will burn it until it becomes nothing but ash

I will burn it so you may live freely without the burden of your past weighing down on upon your back

I will set the rain on fire for you my love, and only you

[dinkdonkjoolian]

yk how ppl put subs over like pretty soft music?? well im watching subs and guitaf noodlin slides into my autoplay reccomendation (like it walways does when im in this kind of mood) and like.... could i make my own over top of this??? could i make a sub at a comically low volume and???? combine it with my fsvorite video??? ever of all time????

[nabsthevulture]

Man I'm just not okay anymore and I don't know what to do about it

[born-in-hell]

Just bc i saw badboyhalo trying and failing miserably (/pos it is a sound ppl have a lot of difficulty w and it is so nice to see ppl trying) at saying "não" here's a quick guide for how to say the "ã":

Guys im not joking, u guys have this sound too.

Ok take the word "under" uknow the sound of that first u? Its the same sound of the "ã" in portuguese (or at least close enough).

That's it. Now just transpose that same sound to the word "não" and congrats!!!! U've managed the worst sound in portuguese.

[toaster-fire-art]

been drawing an obscene amount of these two as school eats me alive but hey! I got a job on my uni campus so I am so happy I get to quit my miserable one. This is now my little treat in celebration.

[wendybergmann]

disclaimer: I love ted lasso but this season fully cemented the large underlying issue I have with this show, namely its relationship problems

- sam and rebecca: I feel like there was tons of discourse when this was happening so I won't rehash it but i personally don't like how the show tried to push the narrative that there wasn't an issue with the relationship by talking about some of the glaring issues with it (age, power dynamics, etc.) within the show and attempting to counter them. I personally was against this relationship and the stress I felt this season every time they shared a loaded look took ten years off my life

jane and coach beard: red flags galore. I naively thought the show was going in a direction pre s3 where coach beard would have a storyline about getting out of this abusive relationship and was looking forward to this topic being addressed and done respectfully. I quickly realized this season that this was not the case when ted made a comment about how jane and beard's baggage fit together. I feel like this is a case of two "quirky" characters being in a relationship with red flags that are soothed over by just being like "these two people are weirdos, of course their relationship would seem weird/different" instead of just recognizing it for what it is: abusive

- jack and keeley: this was honestly the tipping point. I initially loved that they were making keeley canonly wlw (and yes, I know it can seem regressive to need a relationship for a sexuality to be "canon" but the references in earlier seasons did give me a vibe of straight humor where girls joke about experimenting in the past but it not being meant to mean anything more. maybe I am wrong to think this but given the state of media even today, sue me) and jack and keeley did have great chemistry right away. I have no problem in discussing toxic relationships, even in queer relationships, but the show irked me by having relationships such as sam/rebecca and jane/coach beard being supported by the show while the 1 wlw couple be the one where the red flags are discussed, brought up, and certified by the show by having them break up and show jack's true colors in the aftermath. to say it rubbed me the wrong way would be saying it lightly and the nicest way possible

- michelle and the therapist: yes i forgot his name. it's dr. something or whatever. the detail of ted having an aversion to therapy because his marriage counselor seemed to be against him when he went with his wife only to reveal that they started dating is just outwardly disgusting. the finale to even have him not even try to be invested in the game for michelle and henry's sakes and then have him sitting further away on his phone makes me wonder why are they even together. she doesn't seem that into it and it seemed to only be used as a plot device to show ted growing by being open and honest to his ex wife about his feelings and to be a driving force in having him feel left out of his son's life. why were they still together in the end is a mystery but I guess not shocking

[coridallasmultipass]

I hate when my phone won't let me have 2 audio sources running at the same time (depending on the app). I know what I'm doing, let me hear the discordant noises. My brain has built-in audio separation for music. It came as compensation for auditory processing issues. Don't make me pause the music.