#and also a wolf cub in the making

[typhoonquixol]

What do you mean they can see everything?

Tim: Jason. You have your tumblr profile set to public. People can see who you follow, and what you've liked.

Jason: No.

Tim: Yes.

Jason: So then everyone can see...?

Tim: Yes.

Jason: How many people know about my account.

Tim (smiling wickedly): Enough.

Jason: How to I make it private?

Tim: Why would I tell you that?

Jason glares at Tim with the hatred of a thousand suns.

Jason: Even if I deleted the account you'd recreate it by hand wouldn't you?

Tim: yep.

Jason, hands clasped together, leaning forward: I will pay you.

Tim: I could take over Wayne and Queen industries in a week if I wanted to, money doesn't matter to me.

Jason: Then what do you want?

Tim reaches behind the couch and picks up a black motorcycle helmet. He'd planned this interaction. Sonofa-

Jason: No.

Tim: no? Alright... Damien is going to love scrolling through so many-

Jason: FINE. Fine. Fine. You can use my bike.

Jason digs into one of his dozen breast pockets, pulls out his keys, and tosses it to Tim.

Tim: Cool. I'll give it back Friday night after I take Bernard out. You have until then to delete the account or set it to private.

Jason: Can't you just... hack the likes away?

Tim: That many? Not a chance. So either suck it up or delete it.

Tim walks away, satisfied and looking forward to driving the infamous Red Hoods bike into a brick wall.

Jason watches him go with pure hatred and respect. He opens his phone and checks. Sure enough he can see other peoples likes. He flicks back to his page and scrolls through his likes. 10,000 in just one month. How long had he stared at his phone on patrol?

He was never going to understand technology again was he...

Tim walks Bernard out of his apartment, promising him something really special. They finally get outside to the curb and Tim dramatically points to... nothing.

Bernard: Uh, cool. So are we walking to the surprise?

Tim: I left it right there what hap- I need to check Tumblr.

Bernard: Tumblr?

Tim: Yes.

Tim opens his phone and looks at Jason's page. He's posted a photo of himself driving in the middle of the street laughing like a maniac.

It is then followed by re-posts of several cutesy photos of animals hugging each other. Specifically of wolfs curled around their cubs, carrying them by their scruffs, and so on. Damian has already commented on seventeen, demanding why Todd would hide this from him.

Tim: That petty little...

Bernard: So what was the plan?

Tim: I blackmailed my brother into giving me his bike but he chose to expose the himself rather than let me use it.

Bernard: You mean that brother?

The six foot tall brick house that is Jason Todd appears behind Tim and slaps his brothers shoulder.

Jason: I said you could use my bike little bro. Not which one.

Jason sweeps his arm towards a vintage 1983 Honda Shadow he'd parked a few spots down.

Tim: Your kidding.

Jason: I'm not

Jason, leaning in closely to whisper: Because I know you wouldn't dare crash this one.

Jason, loudly chuckling: Have fun on your date. See you Bernard

Bernard: See you Jay.

Jason walks off cackling. He gets a ping on his phone. It's Grayson.

Grayson: Why didn't you tell me you liked wolves??? I could have been sending you wolf memes daily.

This is then followed by a tidal wave of adorable wolves.

Grayson: See? See i can give you memes. Jason let me make you happy!!!

Jason already regrets his decision.

[n1ghteeea]

Hey sorry it's me again, but I like your posts too much sorry again 😭

I was wondering, what do you think of "Ghostbuster of the year" and "No one comes to Lupusville"? They're my fav eps and would've liked to see you talk about them. In my opinion Lyta's character concept is very cool :>

(Ps sorry again if this is lie the third time I ask something)

Wow I didn’t know ppl loved this ep so much lmao. But I agree that it’s fun!! Not my very favourite but it’s definitely up there: it’s cute, I like the concept, it’s also written by JMS and it makes it almost automatically good.

Some of my favourite parts are the guys’ very in-character eeping (I love that Winston is beating someone up in his dream, you go boy). Also a huge fan of Janine and Slimer playing cards FOR MONEY like where is Slimer gonna get cash to pay her back? Who knows!! But if I was Peter I’d hide my wallet.

Also this is a hilarious image, why is he cat.

I also love the Gregor’s name producing a lightning joke, overall this ep is really funny and well-written. Lyta is cute, I love her immediate fascination with Egon lmao, she picked one guy and could not care less what was going on with the others. So real of her.

I do also wonder what happened to her once they got to NYC. Like, did she go to school? Where does she live now? Do they talk? So many questions and not many answers.

[jd-loves-fiction]

Sorry, two requests in one go but I NEED TO GET THIS OFF MY SYSTEM OR I FORGET

Same platonic dynamic with Boothill, Welt, Jing Yuan and Blade with reader who turned into a small child all of a sudden (around 2-3 years old, so toddler)

🌑 RAAHHH FEED ME (I couldnt resist the angst sowy :)) Also am I crazy or do they all give girl dad... they all feel like girl dad's to me, expect maybe Jing Yuan 😅

✦ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥 ✦

Possibly the most experienced in this field actually???

Not to remind y'all of the absolute angst of his backstory, but he adopted a little kid in the past so... he's actually pretty knowledgeable when it comes to kids

Doesnt make this smooth sailing tho

Firstly, he's super confused on how this happened and how to undo it - spends so much time stressing about it that he almost forgets he has to take care of you now until you start screaming

Now that he's looking at you, oh you're so cute it should be illegal

Cuteness aggression to the max with the most self-restraint a man could possibly have (knowing he could easily seriously hurt you)

Once he accepts that his only option is waiting it out, he's focusing on making sure you're comfy

Surprisingly very in tune with your wants and needs

Overall, you'll be well taken care of with him, though the moment you're soundly asleep, memories of the past come back to haunt him, reminding him of all he lost

Though he reasons with himself that the past has passed and all he can do is keep going without letting it drag him down

And you're helping him do just that ❤️

✦ 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐭 ✦

Utterly confounded

Mostly just curious

How did this happen? Do you still have your memories? Did your brain also revert back?

But he also cant deny how freaking cute you are🥺

Very gentle, holding you close, whispering softly even if you're screaming - makes you sleepy immediately

If you start screaming incoherently he's gonna have a hard time figuring out what you need but will try his best and remain calm the whole time

Does anything you want him to, literally

Want to play dolls? He's making a cute voice and everything. Want him to read to you? Putting on the softest tone known to man and putting you to sleep before you're through the first page

This also applies to food - whatever you want to eat, he's letting you, since he knows this situation must be pretty stressful and he doesnt want you start screaming at him :(

Once it's over he probably wont mention it again to you in case you think it's embarrassing, but will keep the sweet memory close to his heart - it makes him feel fuzzy to think he could take care of you when you're so vulnerable

Also you're just so damn cute, he cant get over it 😭

✦ 𝐉𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐮𝐚𝐧 ✦

Give him a second he's gonna have to laugh about this for a while

Decent experience with teens and older children because of Yanqing and other students he's trained, but toddlers?

No clue, he's so lost

Genuinely tries to apply lion cub logic

It's the closest experience he's had to raising a kid ok?! He's trying 🥺

Probably ends up getting yelled at by Yanqing because no, human children do not work in any way similarly to lion cubs >:(

After that he's trying a little harder

He's surrounded by people who know more than him on this so he's putting you on his hip and carrying you around while he asks them what to do

Comes back to his office after and puts you down, not realizing that you're crawling over to Mimi

Nearly has a heart attack once he does realize but it's all good, Mimi's a good boy and just naps while you play with his mane

He was honestly ready to use you as an excuse to not do this work and seeing you napping with Mimi just solidifies it for him

The next time Yanqing comes by to make sure you're ok, he finds you all cuddled up on Mimi, so he leaves with a fond sigh

Jing yuan was totally awake btw

✦ 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 ✦

Oh sweet god he is not equipped for this AT ALL

Immediatly running to Kafka or Firefly for help (Silver Wolf is suddenly not so mysteriously absent) and they are somehow even less helpful than he is

Grumbling the whole time but does try his best to care for you

Does NOT know why you're screaming pls stop 😭

Has a surprising among of patience - he knows what children are like, so he's not blaming you for anything you do or losing it on you

He's good at keeping himself calm when the situation doesnt require him to lose his shit

Excels at... napping :)

Honest to god cant think of much else to do with you besides putting a sword in your hand, which both Kafka and Firefly scold for even thinking about

Cant really blame him, that's what his parents did and he turned out just fine :) (Note the sarcasm)

Something in his cold (literally) dead heart warms at the sight of you fumbling about and smiling sweetly at him

He never thought himself particularly inviting but he sure doesnt mind that you think so

The whole situation has him pondering his past but most of all, his humanity - what he lost of it and what he still has

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

hello could i pls have a continuation of the octopus child who’s scared of octavinelle with Leona and 2 random characters (you pick ofc) thank you⭐️

Octopus Merchild Reader Scared of Octavinelle (2) | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

“I’ll stay with someone else! I don’t want them eating me in my sleep!”

Crowley is taken off guard when you duck under his legs and escape through a loose board 

He thought because of your cephalapod heritage you’d be thrilled to be taken care of by those in Octavinelle 

Also if you don’t go to live with him certain students were going to release some…darning photos

You’ll take his confusion and his general disgust of the place to run back to the school

Squeezing through tiny crevices until you’re in the mirror room and jumping through the one you’re sure can stand their ground against those creepy twins

“Oi what are you doing here kid?”

Leona, exactly who you’re looking for, finds you immediately

Walking through his training dorm members right to you

“I gotta hide here! The bad guys are gonna take me!”

He already knows who you’re talking about

You both have had conversations about them before

He’ll sigh look around and quickly lead you to his room

“Keep training, if I hear any of you skipped a lap I’m beating you into the next season.”

He’ll set you down with the intentions of putting you down for a nap

But you’re  far too worked up now that you’ve made an intense realization

“Wait if they fight you…”

“Yeah?”

“But there’s two of them and only one of you…”

“What, you don’t think I’m strong enough to take them both?”

“No way! They’ll make you into fried catfish!”

“Oi!” 

So after no z’s were being had he pulls a trump card 

or maybe two

“Hishishi you hiding out with us, little cub?”

“Ruggie-senpai please don’t make light of their fear.”

“Ruggie! Jack!”

Immediately all the fear you seem to have had is all gone

Now that Jack and Ruggie+ were here

“Feeling better, brat?” 

“Of course! With Jack’s big muscles there’s no way they could beat you guys.”

“Hehe you mean alongside him right?”

“Hmm not really…Jack can turn into a big wolf so..yeah.”

“...”

“.....”

“Don’t look at me like I was the one who said that.”

Eventually after a game or two you’ll doze off

Cozying up to Leona as he rests his eyes while Ruggie and Jack lay out the situation

They seem to get on the same page 

That is until something comes to mind

“Wait has anyone seen that cat?”

“Grim?”

“Yeah…isn’t he like always with (Y/n)?”

Suddenly the phone rings

“I believe we have something that belongs to a friend of yours. Mind putting them on the phone?”

[fancyfeathers]

Yandere!Batboys as Villains with Robin!Darlings AU Masterlist

@anonymousx521 just answering this in a full post lol

From this post

By rebel you mean runaway with their mother back to Gotham, hunt down and free their mother’s sisters, and her youngest girl becomes Robin, her second youngest daughter becomes Batgirl, and her eldest and her only son makes the name of Wolfbat (namely a reference to the injured and orphaned wolf cub he found as a child that Damian let him keep, but when his sisters tease him about it he denies it and says it was because it sounds cool).

Alfred is so relieved when Damian’s darling returns home after so long, but he is certainly surprised by the children she has with her, but he is certainly happy that the manor is back to life.

But Damian is not happy after when he returns home to find his wife and children all missing and reports of sightings of them in Gotham, he is absolutely enraged. He even gets angrier when he sees photographs of not only his darling in her Batwoman suit but also his children all dressed up in their own costumes.

When his darling hunts down and finds her sisters after all the years apart, finally rescuing them after the almost twelve years they have all been kidnapped by different people, Damian could care less about her sisters in this moment except they add an extra wall between him and his darling as the three other missing vigilantes return to patrolling Gotham.

Then on top of that it doesn’t help that his darling has had a certain romance with the new Superman, Jon Kent, when she was in the Justice League. That romance rekindles when Jon sees her after hearing the rumors that she is alive, everything just instantly clicks back in place and it stings when he is shown the footage of his children in their little costumes running up to Superman and the two little girls, Robin and Batgirl latching onto his legs while his tween son, Wolfbat, tries to act tough, but when Jon ruffles his hair and tells him how brave he was and the tween can’t help but crack a smile.

No…

No…

No…

This isn’t right…

That is his wife, those are his daughters, that is his son…

They were born and raised and born in the League of Assassins and that is where they should stay…

They should not be in a disgusting hell hole of a city, playing dress up with their mother, and treating some farm boy as their new father like he never existed.

But Damian remembers how thrilling it was when his darling was first Robin and he chased her for the first time, pinning her down on a rooftop and carving into her back. He remembers the euphoria he felt seeing her panic and fear as he tormented her physically and mentally…

Then seeing his children when he first confronts them when they are alone on patrol for the first time and seeing his son shelter his daughters behind him and glaring up at their father despite the palatable fear and terror the three children felt in that moment, Damian just could not help but feel amused.

I love the idea of the children the batboys and their darlings have together being members of the Batfamily

Like I don’t know but the idea of Dick’s kid calling themselves Arco-Bat… get it cause they were probably raised by a former acrobat, but they mostly just chose that name to annoy their father but he ends up finding it somewhat cute..

Then I don’t have any idea’s for Jason’s kid.

Then it is a stretch but I like the idea of Tim’s kid calling themselves Wildcat since wildcats are some of the only predators to owls. I also think it is a cute and unintentional reference to @yandere-wishes Catfam stories which I highly recommend.

I dunno, suggestions are welcome.

[fence-time]

Playground AU but the children are powerful supernatural creatures that just so happen to be children the parents drop off so that the poor caretakers have to deal with.

Grian and Pearl are avian fledglings, are are always seen digging up and eating bugs from the playground. They don’t have enough feathers to fly, but just enough to glide, and their love of heights makes it a common occurrence for them to start climbing on the bookshelves and tables.

Gem and Lizzie are fae creatures, and are from different courts. Gem is from the Summer Court, while Lizzie is the heir to the Spring Court. They have this… really creeping unblinking stare that bore into your soul. They trained the small animals from the nearby forest to attack people, and have on multiple occasions, let a bear try to maul someone.

Scott is a unicorn satyr. He can create rainbows, is always photogenic, and can heal minor wounds. What’s the issue you may ask? Scott will more often than not, waltz out of the building, plop down in the soccer field and begin eating the grass. He’s also very fussy about his clothes. One time a tree branch tore his clothes, so he used his horn to set it on fire, causing a minor forest fire.

Scar and Cub are vexes and are basically the twins from the shining. Always at the end of a hallway, asking for something. They also are entirely carnivorous, so they sneak out into the forest, find the nearest wild animal (squirrel, bird, a god forsaken wolf at one point), kill it and just… eat it. Blood gets everywhere, and both use the blood and viscera as art supplies. Scar once gave Grian a bird’s head, covered in glitter, stabbed on a stick covered in a mixture of blood and paint.

Joel is an ogre. He’s also quite temperamental. He’s also egregiously strong for his age and once threw an entire desk out the window. He often gets into fights, and has difficulty controlling his strength. He has currently destroyed a window, 2 desks, 4 chairs, 1 door, 12 bathroom doors, several paintbrushes, a wall, a concrete wall, a metal and wooden baseball bat, and the monkey bars.

Skizz and Impulse are an Angel and a demon respectively. Their true forms are enough to make anyone faint or go temporarily insane, and they can control the ambient temperature around them. Their clans are at constant war with the other, despite the two of them being extremely close, and whenever their parents pick them up, the two families immediately start fighting in the parking lot.

Bdubs is a sandman. He’s able to make dreams literally materialize out of sand, and he uses this to create giant sand kaijus, tanks, dragons, monster trucks, and even a castle, all made up of sand. He also has a bad habit of sleeping in the most weirdest and convoluted places in the school. They once found him on the school’s intercom system sleeping peacefully.

Etho is a boogeyman. He is a living nightmare, able to meld into the shadows themselves and cause horrific nightmares. Unfortunately, due to his inexperience with these powers, he often just ends up tripping into someone’s shadow or unleash a torrent of spiders into the classrooms. Did I forget to mention he’s made up entirely of spiders?

Jimmy is the token human. He’s just a dude who’s entore class is made up of the supernatural. He’s well liked, but often starts or gets roped into one of his classmate’s shenanigans. He’s also chronically unlucky, causing him to always be in the wrong place at the wrong time. He breaks a bone at least once a year and is a regular at the nurse’s office.

This is getting long so I’ll just list off the rest: BigB is a creaking dryad, Cleo is a zombie (duh), Tango is a blazeborn, Ren is a werewolf, Martyn is an oracle, Mumbo is a vampire, Zedaph is a jabberwocky, and Doc is a… goat cyborg thing.

Awhhhhh this is really cuteee :0

I have a feeling this etho and Scot wouldn’t get along 😭 a single spider crawls onto scotts jumper or smth and suddenly the buildings on fire :P

[just-some-random-blogger]

Yeti

Cregan Stark x Martell!Reader

Summary: Cregan takes you hunting with him and, you get caught up in a snowstorm. Needless to say, the cold is a formidable adversary to your Dornish self.

Word Count: 2k+

Warnings: fem!reader, wife!reader, mentions/depictions of violence/gore/horror, smut (pwp tbh, semi-public sex, breeding kink, cunninglingus, vaginal penetration, dirty talk, praise kink), cregan 'don't fuckin scare my wife' stark, fluff, typos, etc.

A/N: haha head. no thoughts. only wolf hubbie. and ok just roll with the folklore i added just just Tagging: @pinksirensong @aralezinspace @sloanexx

"WHAT?" I quip, breath condensing with the cold air.

The men around me let out deep, hearty chuckles upon hearing my concerned exclamation. Cregan chuckles under his breath and shakes his head. The fire in the middle of our group crackles.

"Aye, I saw it with my own two eyes," the oldest of the men in the hunting party says, "twas the biggest beast I'd ever seen." He scratches his white beard. A shiver runs down my spine. It wasn't just because of the wind.

"Lord Stark," a voice calls from behind, "we've finished setting up the tent."

Cregan turns to the approaching men and nods, "very good. Thank you."

"When mi cousin went missing," I turn to the man by my right as he speaks, "mi aunt saw a seer to ask if they could get 'is body back if 'e was dead," he says, "and, by the gods, instead, that night, there was a loud screech and claw marks on the trees. In the end, they erected a stone for mi cousin without 'is body."

I shudder and wrap myself tighter into my coat.

"D'ya know the story about the headless, lady?"

My expression twists, along with my insides. I shake my head.

"Well," the man continues, "long story short, an entire heard of sheep slowly started losing their heads and there were large footprints that trailed off the farm every time it happened."

I clench my jaw, "... how horrible."

"Aye. Yetis feed messily. They say that if you find sheep organs in the snow, you ought to run cause a Yeti left that there."

Cregan rolls his eyes but then catches the way my face continues to contort.

"Didn't all of the sheep on that farm have their guts gushing out of their necks?"

"I think it also happened to the cows-"

"That's enough," Cregan shakes his head, leaning on his knees, "I will not hear another word of the kills of snow figments while we're out in the snow."

"But it's not a figment."

"Milord, you know that even your father had an encounter with the Yeti-"

"The Yeti kill mi dog-"

"Enough, I said!" Cregan blurts louder than the rest. He stands from his spot, and in turn, his cloak, which he had wrapped around me, is pulled off my body. He stills, having forgotten he'd done that, and looks down at me, reaching hand, "in the tent with you."

I do not take his hand. I instead grip my furs tighter as I slowly stand. He does not fault me for it, though he does let out a grunt.

The men share another laugh. They watch as I struggle to move from my spot, as I was practically twice my size with all of the layers I had on. Cregan had even given me his outer coat, leaving him one layer less, yet still, he was unfazed where I was practically rigid with frost.

"Poor Dornish cub," one of the men mutter.

Cregan presses his lips together and adjusts the woolen hat on me. He wipes the snowflakes off my lashes before placing a hand on the brown bear fur on my back, "waddle quicker then."

I do not snark back at his remark.

One crunch in the snow after the other, my boots finally take me to the tiny, makeshift tent.

Cregan reaches out to me again, making me look back at him with wide, inquisitive eyes. When I do nothing but stare, he mutters, "the coat, love."

I furrow my brows at him like he called bloody murder, "but I'm cold!"

Cregan blinks then shakes his head, "I'm only going to dust the snow off."

I shake my head and shudder, breath condensing in the air.

He purses his lips and grabs me not unlike a rag doll. I squeak and just let it happen. He brushes the snow off me, muttering something under his breath as he did, then guides me into the tent.

When he kneels down by the makeshift bed on the ground, he and takes off his cloak, "will you be sleeping with the whole wardrobe on you?"

I plop down next to him gracelessly and pant, "if you wish for me to survive through the night."

He draws out a deep breath. It looks as though smoke left his lungs. Cregan makes a pillow out of his cloak and motions to it.

I gratefully lie down, although with all the layers on me, the cloak-pillow was a bit too low. Still, I fluff it up and it suffices well enough.

"Will your men be alright outside?" I mutter as I gaze upon the blanket and fur tent they built.

He grunts as he stands, "there've been worse winters, sunshine." He then begins to walk off.

"Wait," I knit my brows, "where are you going?!"

Cregan turns back and places his hands on his hips, "I wouldn't want to intrude on you and your fur. There's barely enough room for the two of you."

"Cregan."

"Oh, Hush, hush," he waves his gloved hand and moves to close the tent's opening, "I'm keeping watch so my bear cub doesn't get eaten by a Yeti."

"That's not funny."

I hear the sound of his boots stomping away.

It was bad enough that I was shivering intermittently in my sleep, thus why I kept waking up, but then I had an awful nightmare about the gargantuan, white-furred snow monster. Now all I could do was pray to R'hllor that I remain strong enough to get through this storm.

I further solidify when I hear a deep cry from a distance.

... no... not a Yeti. That's simply my mind playing tricks on me.

And yet my heavy eyes are now wide open.

I roll on my back and sit down as I listen to the wisp of the storm, anticipating another shriek.

I sniffle and shudder as dread bubbles in my belly.

"I am not waiting for the Yeti to creep in my tent, gods no," I mutter to myself as I crawl out of my tent on all fours.

As I emerge out of the warm cocoon, I yelp when I look up and find myself faced with a snow covered man laid back on a tree truck. He looked as though he was dead. I let out louder yelp when I realize the man was Cregan.

I run to him, no longer caring that cold was seeping through my fur and quickly brush the snow off him. Because of this, Cregan groans and finds consciousness.

"W-"

"ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" I rub Cregan's face with my hands.

He scowls at me, "is it morning?"

"W-what?"

He groans as he sits up, "dammit, girl, I was sleeping."

"WELL HOW COULD I HAVE KNOWN THAT!" I quip, "you look like you were about to make friends with the Stranger."

Cregan grabs my arms as his face slowly contorts, "I'll have you know I am the vision of health, bride."

I let out a sound as he leans in and wraps his arms around me, bringing his face into my neck. The feel of his cold nose against my skin makes me gasp. He mumbles, "so warm."

"Cregan," I brush the building snow on him, "let's go into the tent."

And so we did. Or at least as much as the Stark lord could fit inside.

Once we were situated in the tent, I laid next to Cregan, who kept moving because of his legs that were sticking out. After a while, he began shifting me as well. He pulls me into his chest and claws my coat off, "away with these furs, dammit."

"Cregan, I'm cold."

My words and my attempts to keep myself warm are futile as my hulking husband rips the source of his ire off me, "I can warm you better."

"Cregan, please," I grab his hands when he tries to undo more of my clothes, "it's too cold for this."

I am wholly defenseless when he shifts on his knees and shoves me on my back. He situates himself between my legs and pulls his gloves off, "I'll leave you sweating."

I whimper when I feel cold begin to seep through as he pushes my skirts up, "Cregan-"

"Shh, shh, shh," he digs his finger into my hips, " 'm just going to warm my face. You felt how cold I was."

With a rip, my pants and smallclothes were down. The yelp that leaves me is repeated when I feel Cregan's frosty lips on me.

Cregan sinks down and throws my legs over his shoulders. At this point, his bottom half was sticking outside the tent. That, added to the sounds I was making through my glove-muffled mouth, made for the most obviously obscene act you would ever witness in the woods amidst a storm.

"Come now, pretty girl," he mutters between kisses, "no one will hear you through the wind."

I whimper when he swirls his tongue around my nub.

"And even if they do, they'll know to blame it on the Yeti."

True enough, I begin to grow warmer and warmer, and louder and louder.

"Mmm, fuck, Cregan," I reach down from him and dig my fingers into his hair, "I feel warmer now. So warm."

He hums against me, eliciting a moan from my lips. He sighs hotly on my core then nips at my thigh, "so sweet and soft, and all for me."

I whimper and arch against him as he continues to lap at my increasing wetness. I bite down on my lips as the sound of his feasting fills my ears.

"Cregan," I sigh as I pull on his roots, "need more."

He barely lifts his head and whispers against me, "not warm enough?" His one brow quirks.

"Need you inside me," I mutter, seeing my breath fog up in front of my face.

Cregan chuckles then sigh, "see, you woke me up," he retorts, rubbing his cheek against my thigh, "I'm going to need you to beg for forgiveness first."

I grunt when he sinks back down on me, "please, husband. Forgive me. I'm begging you. I need you."

Cregan chuckles louder, "how wanton, not even putting up a fight--"

"Please," I pull his hair again, "please."

He shakes his head, so very clearly meaning to rub me with his nose, "I'm enjoying this enough already."

"My love, please. I want you in me," I pant."

With that, he sinks down darts his tongue into my folds, making me squeal. He continues at it then makes me yelp when he grazes my flesh. He croons, "like that, pretty girl?"

I whine helplessly as he continues. I can practically feel his grin against me. I scrape his scalp with my fingers, "Cregan."

He chuckles and relents, lifting his head, "oh, what now?"

"I need your cock in my cunt."

He laughs then clicks his tongue, "my, my, Lady Stark. How uncouth. Is how they raise the ladies in Sunspear?"

I let out a whimper when the cold bites my exposed flesh after Cregan pulls away. He presses his fingers into my thighs, "what would you give me if I fucked you, wife?"

I answer exactly as I know he wants, "an heir."

He huffs heavily through his nose and gets on his knees, "just one?" He brings both my legs into one arm as his other works on undoing his trousers.

"As many as you want, my lord."

He hums and eventually frees himself. I sound leaves me when I feel how cold but hard he is, "good girl."

Our groans mix as he sinks into me and pushes my knees into my chest. I feel warm slick on him as he rubs into my chilled cheek. "Fuck. You're so cold," he mutters. He proceeds to pepper kisses all over my face, "let me take care of you."

I reach for his face and begin to grunt when he bucks into me. If it weren't for all of the clothes still on my back, I'd surely have my skin gashed by the end of this.

"Fucking gods," he growls against my temple, "so tight and hot."

He pushes his hands behind my knees and picks up the pace.

I throw my head back and helplessly whine as he slaps into me. He pushes down on me and pins me in place. He pants against my ear, "this warm enough for you?"

"Mmm, gods, yes-"

"Gonna fill you up. Burn my come into you. Make you carry my pups," he licks my skin then nips at me, "make you heavy with my seed. Put so many pretty babes into my pretty bride."

My fingers dig into his hair as his mouth trails down my neck. He asks, "you want that don't you?"

"Yes, wolf."

He gruffs and snaps his hips rough, "good. Good."

I grow warmer as he moves quicker. Soon enough both our bodies are warm to the touch. I peck his cheek and bask in the feel of him. At a point, his movements become erratic and aggressive.

"My pretty cunt. Mine, mine mine."

"Cregan-"

"Yes, darling. I'm here," he sighs, "fucking my pups into your soft belly and warming you up. Feels better than all those fucking pelts right? Warmer. Warmer. Warmer. So fucking warm."

I squeal as I feel myself get pushed on the edge.

"Come on, love, give it up to me."

I whine erratically.

"Come on, pretty girl. Milk my cock and take my cum. Fuck, just like that. Come on. Don't be difficult. Come on, my little-- oh, that's it."

Cregan's movements do not relent as I come undone and spasm beneath him. The knot inside me breaks into a thousand pieces and I'm sure if there was a Yeti out there, they'd be running the other way after hearing me.

A few moments later, he, himself, twitches and fucks all of the smug comments he meant to say out of his system.

His movements grow increasingly languid until he comes to a stop.

He breathes against my neck and finally releases his clutch on my legs. He adjusts his hold on my thighs and makes a cushion out of me, not that I mind. In fact as I catch my breath and wrap my legs around him, I warn in between breaths, "don't you dare pull away, Stark."

He presses his lips on the top of my head, "never, Stark."

[giuseppe-yuki]

I HAVE A THOUGHT oh btw it's the original wolf!reader anon who's also the anon that sent in the ask about the groupchat hehe ANYWAY BACK TO MY THOUGHT

Ollie's gf is a bear. But not just any bear - a bear CUB. Like she's just a little cub and everyone is like: OLLIE WHY DO U HAVE A CUTIE PIE WJFNEJFJEJJFJD

Paul Aron's gf is a bird that likes to nest in his hair because it's so fluffy

Going down the Prema pipeline now but like - Dino's gf is obsessed with dinosaurs and wishes with all her heart that she can turn into one... And then she finds out that she can turn into a komodo dragon. She goes: welp, that's the closest I'll get!!

I have so much more omg 😭 but yeah too shy to go off anon for now

helloooo wolf!reader anon! i'm always down to chat :)

my thoughts under the cut!

pictures credits from pinterest :)

that would be perfect for ollie's gf to be a bear cub. i imagine she's clingy like a bear cub too, and it would be common for her to just scamper towards ollie when she needs some love, and to crawl up his long legs. unfortunately, more often than not, ollie would end up with the legs of his sparco racesuits and sleeves of his alpinestars fireproofs accidentally ripped up from her long claws. not that he minded, though. he would just pick her up both of his hands and give her a big smooch on her nose. at first, the prema manager in charge of racesuit distribution would be pissed the constant ruined clothing, but like everyone else, she would fall into the loveable bear cub spell and then spoil ollie's gf rotten. ollie has not only protective boyfriend instincts, but also fierce momma bear-like traits too. god forbid someone tries to harm his girlfriend- they always seemed to have their balaclava's ripped up and radio headphones cords cut before a big race!

i like the idea that paul aron has a songbird!gf. many of the f2 drivers joke that paul is like a princess with a feathery friend, just like george russell and his deer. nevertheless, he takes pride when his gf flutters around his head, singing the most beautiful tunes, or when she nests in the fluffy blonde ringlets on his head. when the jokes go to far, he knows that she doesn't hesitate to dive bomb the offending person and attempt to peck at their eyeballs.

it's not a secret that dino's gf loved dinosaurs. her phone case and background are pics of dinosaurs (she makes sure that a polaroid of her boyfriend is visible from her phone case at all times, though), she takes great care in putting up dinosaur string lights around the driver's room, and she knows every line from jurassic park. hell, even her boyfriend's name is dino. when she found out her special ability, she was over the moon. komodo dragons were basically mini dinosaurs! when she went out in the paddock, some people might have found her scaly, amphibious outer layer scary, but dino loved every bit. when he had bit of spare time from racing, he made sure to research every page on google and read every book on komodo dragons from cover to cover to make sure he could best take care of of his gf when she shifted. in return, she used her scary nature (and toxic/venomous spit) to piss off irritating reporters or touchy fans.

not to worry! thanks for the thoughts :) i've seen other blogs do emoji anons, so if you feel comfortable, you can pick out an emoji to use as your signature so you don't have to repeat yourself every time you send in an ask! 💕

[murasaki-cha]

I have to say Little Wolf is probably my favorite song in the entire musical because of how the term "little wolf" is used with two different meanings.

The suitors say it as a mocking term, they are making fun and underestimating Telemachus. Meanwhile Athena says it as a praise, as an encouragement.

Telemachus is, to those who underestimate him, a small harmless wolf cub they can play around with. But to those who believe in him, he's a young wolf who sure has bite and should not be played with.

And also I freaking love the parallel of Telemachus figuring out Athena's identity on his own just like Odysseus in Warrior Of The Mind.

[sandraharissa]

How I would do Warwick:

make a parallel arc to Silco in s1, he's a monster dad now, have him be a corrupted version of a protector like Silco was a corrupted revolutionary in s1

have Jinx hallucinate Silco via fishbones and have the 2 daughters be haunted (whether positively or negatively) by the ghosts/zombies of their fathers, a shark and a hound

use Warwick being drawn to blood as a way of making him the peacekeeper still, discouraging infighting between gangs/chembarons bcos ppl don't wanna draw out a werewolf who's gonna kill them all

have him throughout his arc slowly regain memories, giving us insight and paralleling the current events by showing us glimpses/broken memories of his relationship with Silco, the falling out and the first revolution

use Warwick to explore young Vander's anger issues, why was he known as a hound? show that

have broken memories result in lol-esque lines to Vi like 'Zaun needed you' and stuff, he could meat it to Vi, but he could also be confusing ppl, like Vi/Jinx and young Silco (or Cait/Jinx and older Silco)

explore him putting too much responsibility on Vi and parentifying her

give him a monster dad arc that mainly centers on Vi but also Jinx a bit

with Jinx make it about them being revolution symbols, strongest heavy-hitters around who ppl will follow to their deaths and explore their anger issues and guilt over hurting their family and their new life/identities as monsters

with Vi do more than just have a two headed dog on her jacket, show how as an enforcer and Cait's right hand she continues the bad and good that came with Vander's protector/peacekeeper attitude towards the undercity. create parallels about leadership and violence not being the answer. In lol Warwick's bio or smth he can initially only remember a little girl screaming a name (and his bearded face), have that be Powder screaming after Vi so that he would recognize Vi's name, connect Vander being experimented on for a decade to Vi's time in prison, how they're both mama-wolf without any cubs etc. focus on gauntlet imagery with Vi and tie it to Vander and violence like they did with the eye imagery and trauma in s1.

have resurfacing memories of tragedy make him more unstable

we can also have some kind of Vander-Silco Vi-Cait parallels

now all that is based on stuff in s1 and pre-existing lol stuff that I could extrapolate from. I'm not gonna draw out a whole arc for Warwick for s2 (it'd be extremely hard to do and require writing out arcs for all characters to know how exactly they intersect) but I'm just saying, all of this seems like no-brainers to me.

[kiame-sama]

I feel like with all of mc's kids baby leashes would become common. Like mc just starts leasing her kids when they go on family outings for her own sanity and so her babies don't cause mass property damage.

I also feel like mc will become a master at throwing the chancla. Obviously, her monster babies take 0 damage from the Styrofoam sandel, but it's the feeling of mothers' anger that makes them fear the chancla.

Also if mc doesn't punish the kids who will? Cause there's no way their dads are those men are too soft on their half human babies.

But which kids are the biggest snitches like I could imagine one of the peachicks always snitching but also maybe one of the wolf pups. For some reason I feel like jamils Nagalings would be ride or dies. Like those snakes wouldn't snitch (unless mother is really mad). Gnoll cub would fold if you give her 20 dollars though....

Lilia is King of the Children. He is a gentle yet firm father and is the most practiced of the Hoard when it comes to taking care of the young. Even though they are half-Human, Lilia knows how to parent after rearing several children prior. All of the non-dragon members of Malleus' Hoard and Malleus himself was reared by the Bat Fae. He won't hesitate to step in during any large family function and put any of the present children- half-Human or not- in their place. He is a good father.

Jamil would actually keep his Children in line between him and Kalim. The Naga is smart and knows how to keep others in line and does it out of love. Even Kalim's son is kept in line by Jamil.

Jade is the law maker of the Octo-trio. Azul and Floyd are overly indulgent and quite enabling of their young, so Jade puts the rules in place and enforces them strictly. Jade is the decision maker when it comes to the larvae and fry asking for things or for sweets. Jade will not go against the Human's wishes, so the Human is still the final say.

Rook is the enforcer of the Schoenheit-Hunt household and will keep the Driderlings and Peachicks in line. Rook is fair and firm despite his adoration for the young, often being the levelheaded one of the group. Vil is the fun-dad and absolutely adores his little babies and Rook's babies, seeing them all as his.

Papa Hades is the overall rule maker for Idia's little offspring, just as he has been for all the Shrouds. He is a compassionate yet fair influence and treats the young very kindly.

The Lionesses keep the young in line, from cubs to pups, they know how to raise good members of a pride. Like having a bunch of aunties who will tell the Human any and all bad behavior, the ultimate deterrent. Jack's pup- who looks most like the Human- often goes over to Vil and Rook's household to be with the Peachicks and Driderlings so he can learn to model from Vil. He is extremely well behaved and the Lionesses shower him with affection for it.

[picturejasper20]

Speculation on Danny Phantom: Fair Game

With the premise and cover art of Fair Game getting released recently, i would like to do some general analysis of things i noticed and maybe how this could be tied to the graphic novel's plot.

First of all the premise is in part about how Danny is seen as an enemy in Amity Park because in this timeline ghosts were blamed for the asteroid event happening.

This already gives a lot of vibes to the episode ¨Public Enemies¨, when Walker tricks the whole city into thinking that Danny is their enemy. It is also the episode that Wulf was introduced and became an ally for Danny.

This is another important aspect because Fair Game has Wolf being one of the protagonists of the book by asking Danny for help with looking for a ¨wolf cub¨ of his (who is very likely Danielle).

Speaking of Danielle, her part of the cover shares a lot similarities with the title card of episode ¨The Million Dollar Ghost¨

In ¨The Million Dollar Ghost¨ has Danny being hunted by tons of ghosthunters that were payed by Vlad as a distraction while he steals the Fenton Portal.

In the Fair Game premise it describes Danielle being chased down by Danny's classmates to hunt her, much like it the Million Dollar Ghost episode happens to Danny.

Maybe we could see some parallels or references in Fair Game to The Million Dollar Ghost episode if the book cover is makes reference to that.

Another thing one can notice from the book cover is that story mostly seems like it going to take place in a nearby forest.

This reminds me a lot of ¨Claw of the Wild¨ episode, that takes place in a camp in a forest too. In addition to this, it happens to be an episode in which Wulf is a protagonist.

Other episode that takes place in the wilderness is ¨Maternal Instincs¨ with Danny and Maddie as protagonists. However, i think ¨Claw of the Wild¨ episode makes more sense in here since Wulf is a central character in Fair Game.

On last point, Fair Game starts both Valerie and Danielle as protagonists in the story, with i assume would be Valerie as part of plot A and Danielle as plot B.

One's mind quickly jumps to the Season 3 episode ¨D-Stabilized¨, which has Valerie meeting Danielle and in the end her helping with saving Dani from Vlad.

Both Danielle and Valerie get some good development in this episode and it is last time they both have an important role since the episode that follows it is the series finale.

Despite being recognized as one of the best episodes in the series, one issue that the fans have with D-Stabilized is that the plot that sets up at the end with Valerie learning about Vlad being Plasmius never got a proper conclusion within the show. Not only that, Valerie didn't get a satisfying conclusion for her character arc neither nor getting a proper scene when she learns that Danny is Phantom.

So what i could see happening is that the events of D-Stabilized are going to play a crucial role in the plot of Fair Game. We are very likely going to get some form of conclusion for Valerie's character arc that the series didn't give her.

What i'm curious about is that if Vlad could play some secondary plot in this novel since his character is both tied to Valerie and Danielle's. If there is one thing i would like to see is Vlad having a conversation with them and apologizing for the way he treated them if he is still trying to make amends.

Both Valerie and Danielle need to have some form of closure with Vlad, specially Valerie because the series set up for that plotline that was never given continuation.

These would be the parallels i found with the new things that have been revealed of Fair Game and some of the ideas of what i think the story of the novel could go. If more gets revealed later on i could make another post like this one.

[milessunflowers]

Congrats on 100 followers 🎆🎆🎆!!!

If you don't mind, I'd like a bear hybrid!Oliver Bearman x wolf hybrid!Kimi Antonelli x jaguar hybrid!male!reader who's the grandson of Ayrton Senna and is spectacularly hotheaded and temperamental (and would probably get fined numerous times with the new FIA rules) so that most expect that he also drives aggressively like his grandfather but he's actually extremely precise and clean like Prost.

Sorry if it's too long.

Thank you!

TYSM 🫶🏻 ALSO I AM LOVING THIS IDEA SM!!

bearhybrid!oliver bearman x jaguarhybrid!senna!male!reader x wolfhybrid!kimi antonelli

synopsis: no one is surprised how much you get fined during the new season, but what is more surprising is how obsessed your boyfriends are with you and how cleanly you drive

author's note: tysm for the request!! i literally obsessed with this bc it's like a perfect balance plus i feel like ollie and kimi would just be absolutely obsessed with you no matter what. hopefully this is comprehensible bc my head is kinda fuzzy from my medicine plus my right eye is half open so hopefully it's good!

no one is surprised when you become a rookie for the 2025 season

you were an amazing driver after all, plus your grandfather would be so proud of how far you came (even if you never met him)

however, they didn't expect you to have two adorable and sweet boyfriends (who just so happened to bat and play with your tail all the time)

youve got a happy, overgrown bear cub and a happy wolf who follow you around (funny enough you are like a month younger than kimi) and you seem genuinely happy around them because your tail whisps around behind you

and you purr a lot with them

like a lot more than around anyone else

and when you're racing, you are like so competitive but surpringly clean when it comes to racing

you don't wanna risk getting fined more because you drive wrong

you already pay thousands because of your temper

which kimi and ollie are consistently trying to calm you down by rubbing against your side or petting your ears/tail because that always seems to calm you down

you are also super quiet when you walk around so you spook them a lot at night on accident

walking behind them to get water when they are getting water (spilled water and broken glass ends up on the floor quite a lot)

but you're also really cuddly but take up a lot of room

between you and ollie, kimi is practically on the floor most nights

that or you are sometimes sleeping on the headboard because it stimulates a tree branch in a way

sometimes, ollie and kimi will make a sort of den simulation on the bed so you curl up with them in a fort of blankets and pillows

but most of the time you are on the headboard which you had to get a thicker one so you didn't accidentally fall on your boyfriends heads

back to racing though, you are incredibly talented

like rookie season you hardly dnfed, only did like twice which was pretty good and you could consistently score points up in p8

the battles you had with others for higher up positions were incredible and incredibly clean which was at first surpring since ayrton senna was your grandfather

but fans turned out to love it since you seemed like prost in ways

made it a real debate on you were like more

you just wanna race and have fun with your boyfriends

also, you don't have social media because it pisses you off with all the rumors that surrounded you and your relationship with ollie and kimi

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[delightfulhidingnook]

His Best Knight, The Queen

(Dark Cacao Cookie x Reader)

Chapter 1

You are one of the best warriors that Earthbread has ever seen, practically a master with nearly any weapon, though you mostly preferred your bow and arrows, best to try to keep enemies as far away as possible. Hailing from the Milk Tribe, you travelled back and forth from the Coffee village delivering stuff, gathering essentials and just helped in any way you could depending on where you were, all your good deeds ended up turning you into a sort of local hero. At one point you had made a friend, Affogato Cookie, he would tag along in your travels and even ended up hailing a hero title of his own as well though he didn’t do much, all the dirty work was yours alone. But you also did consider his company to be work plenty so you were happy to share the local hero title with him, he ended up being what you would consider a best friend.

It didn’t last long though, after having not seen him for a while during your trips to the Coffee Village you began asking around, eventually you were able to find out he left the village, no one knows where though. You were a bit sad, he left without saying goodbye, no doubt to go make something of himself, he always did talk about wanting more and having a place in life, you decided to be happy for him and wished him all the best in his adventure. Your loneliness however was cut short as well during one of your wood gathering trips, after cutting down a tree you heard a very high yelp and a small black blur running from the fallen tree to behind the next tree over. You pull out your bow and carefully approach where the creature had hidden itself, upon closer inspection you find yourself face to face with a dark fur cremewolf cub, poor thing was wounded, the tree probably fell on its paw.

“Aaaaaaww, sorry little guy, I didn’t see you, here, let me patch you up.”

You grab a branch and rip off a bit of your own cape to attach a splint, but as soon as you get close, the little fur ball bites you, letting out a small growl.

“Ow I’m trying to help you jerk!!”

The puppy barked, it's eyes filled with fear, an idea popped into your head, luckily you always pack a lunch before you leave, you pull out a covered bowl, it's still warm.

"You like Hot Jelly Stew?" You opened up the bowl and nudge it toward the small cub.

In no time at all, the small critter takes the bait, scarfing down the stew and allowing you to attach the splint to the little guys paw. Afterwards you let him finish the rest of the stew while you went back to cutting the fallen tree into logs. By the time you finished, the puppy had disappeared, leaving behind only the bowl. Assuming the cub went back to it's family you packed up and left to the Coffee Village to drop off the wood.

You ended up seeing the puppy again and again in the woods but every time after eating it would disappear, you ended up remembering to bring two bowls of stew and you ended up eating together. One day you notice the splint is gone, probably chewed off no doubt, you decide to put your hand out to pet young cremewolf. It growls at your hand in warning and you retract your hand and point at the cub.

"Stop being dramatic I wanna pet you!"

You reach your hand out slowly and pet the small cremewolf, your hand moves to the back of its ears and the cub seems to enjoy it, leaning into your touch, tail wagging.

“Aaaaaaawww you’re not so bad, just a little sweetie pie, yes you are, is that what I should call you, sweetie, oh yes you like that name don’t you.” Your voice devolved into baby talk as you pet the cub.

You became closely bonded, Sweetie eventually joined you everywhere you went, people seemed stunned to see that you tamed a dark fur crème wolf, they were deemed untamable. But Sweetie carried his weight as he got bigger, and bigger, eventually becoming your trusty trained steed, the Milk village was even kind enough to build him a special sled to make hauling easier. Both of you made your way through the snowy woods and in the distance you could hear the familiar roar of the two dragons.

“Aw, those jerks again, they’re so annoying!”

You looked over where you could see the two dragons, your eyes suddenly widened as your gaze wandered to the edge of giant icing ridge, you squinted, there was a person.

“Who the hell is stupid enough to go toward the dragons while they’re fighting?!?! Ugh, come on Sweetie, we gotta stop an idiot.” You held onto Sweeties fur and with a bark he changed course toward the icing ridge.

The wind blew harshly, cold air and snow swirling violently as the two beasts clashed. The mysterious figure was holding his own in a fierce battle between them wielding nothing but a single giant sword. You were almost up the ridge, who does this idiot think he is, battling the dragons, he was gonna get himself killed. You pulled out your bow, the guys back was totally exposed, before the black dragon could come up on his six, you shot it, the beast roared in pain, pulling back. But with another swing of his sword, the mysterious figure seemed to call down lightning, you hopped off of Sweetie, pulling him down as the figure let out a critical attack.

Suddenly the wind was still, there was a warmth, the sun, had come out, the dragons had been defeated, you were suddenly faced with a giant purple blade only a few inches from your face.

“Who are you?” Asked the strange figure.

You look up and are met with purple eyes, like amethysts, he had long, black hair with a single white streak in it. Sweetie growls, warning the unknown warrior to back away, you get up and signal for Sweetie to sit before raising your hands in defense.

“Not a foe, just came here to make sure you were alright, not everyday you see a stranger stupid enough to come up here and just defeat two dragons by himself, but I mean I helped a bit too so you can thank me later.”

“Did you now?”

“Black dragon was gonna come up behind you and crumble you back into flour if it hadn’t been for me, you’re lucky I was passing by on a delivery.”

It suddenly came to your realization that this delivery would be very much late “Aw dang! I totally forgot about the delivery I was making!!”

You hopped back onto Sweetie and reached a hand out to the mystery warrior man. “If you’d like you can hop on, Sweetie and I don’t mind giving you a ride into the Coffee Village.”

The stranger nodded quietly and took your hand, hopping up and taking a seat behind you.

“Alright Sweetie, mush!!”

As you made your way down the mountain and back on track toward the Coffee Village, you turned toward the silent stranger.

“You’re not much of a talker are you? But people are gonna want to know your name after what you did, I’m Y/n Cookie, how about you?”

“Dark Cacao Cookie.”

“Well, please to make your acquaintance Dark Cacao.”

And this was the beginning of a whole new adventure.

[gatorbites-imagines]

can i just say how much im loving your petvincibles / pregvincibles posts ?? <3 i would love to find out how many babies each variant has !! :)

Honestly, they can have as many children as they want since they will live for thousands of years, but let's keep it in the timeline of a normal human life for now. 

Some will have explanation, some will not. Yippee. 

Sinister Mark 

Two, Three at most. 

After his miscarriage, it takes Sinister Mark a longer time to feel stable enough to try again. 

High-top Mark 

Four or five. 

Prisoner Mark 

Anywhere between two to four 

The first two are twins and were born smaller and weaker 

20/20 or lenseless Mark 

Anywhere between four to eight, guys a horndog and is competitive. 

Flaxan Mark 

One or two, i think he takes quality over quantity very seriously.  

He wants to be able to be as present and capable with his kids as possible. 

Mohawk Mark 

Honestly? Three, maybe five.  

He doesnt like being pregnant as much as the other ones, but he also loves getting rawed way too much. 

Long Hair Mark 

Five. Hes too pretty and active, and he likes being pregnant. 

Bug eye Mark 

Two 

Half mask Mark 

Three 

There would have been more, but he likes swallowing too much. 

Maskless Mark 

Three, or six. No in-between. It was triplets both times. 

Full Mask Mark 

Two. It was twins.  

In the first years of your relationship (like.. The first 50 years, cuz viltrumites, human ages, etc), he doesn't feel comfortable or like he can do it right. But it comes later on. 

Moustache Mark 

Either one or ten, there is no in-between.  

Shiesty Mark 

Two. He likes fighting and getting into trouble way too much to stay pregnant for long. 

Omni-Mark 

Seven or eight, he likes it, a lot, okay?  

It also makes him feel like he's more than just a killing machine, and it gives him love and purpose. He also loves being your “housewife” and all that. 

Viltrumtie Mark 

One.  

Has lived with viltrumites so long that they ways have rubbed off on him. Only has this one pregnancy when he's in his prime, and the time and setting is right. 

Bulletproof Mark 

Three.  

Faceless Mark 

Four. Second pair was twins. 

Empire Mark 

Five. 3 and 4 were twins.  

Original Mark variants (OCs) 

Cyborg Mark 

One. It takes him a good while to even feel like he deserves it, and even longer to figure out how he can do it with his mostly mechanic body, without the baby being messed up somehow. 

Evil emperor Mark 

If you count all the kids he's has in the past, then he's in the hundreds. They are all dead. He killed them. 

But with the reader, he either has like, two very big babies that become prime examples of viltrumites. Or, he has like twelve. They are also big deals, but less is more. 

Viltrumites are actually alien Mark 

Depends on who's pregnant, you or him. 

If its him, then you could fertilize multiple eggs at once, if its in you, then he can only fertilize one since your body isn't built for it like his is. 

Tiger Hybrid Mark 

Like, eight or ten, depends on how big his litters are, since tigers get between two or four cubs at a time. 

Wolf Hybrid Mark 

Straight up? At least fifteen. Also depends on how big his litter is, since wolves can have between two to ten pups a litter. 

Bunny Hybrid Mark 

Has the king title of having most cubs. His pregnancies are the quickest, but he also has the smallest cubs. This means there is a likelihood of some not surviving. 

At least twenty, if not more. Thanks to him being a bunny and all. 

Vampyr Mark 

Honestly, probably none. Hes half undead, and Mark would fear what that would mean to a fetus. 

If he does have one, it's just the one.  

[balrogballs]

2 meter snake anon here: Now i’m begging you to write a little ficlet of Aragorn going missing or being waylaid in some ride through the forests only for Elrond to find him surrounded by all the little weird creatures and beasts he’s raised as pets, faithfully making a protective circle around him. Hell, the wolf cub Aragorn rescued is probably the one who led Elrond his way 🫵🏼😭

I am mildly sleep deprived and quite literally dictated this to my phone whilst on a bicycle so you may encounter typos and it frankly sounds like a deranged 1920s children's story, but have fun x

How Glorfindel the Second Came to Stay 

"My dear Glorfindel, how old are you?" 

"Two thousand eigh—" 

"Both lives, thank you," Elrond snapped, clicking his fingers in front of Glorfindel's face in a gesture reminiscent of a fiery-haired addition to his family tree. "Quickly now, or can you also not count in addition to being clearly unable to perform to bare minimum standards of childcare?"

"Eight thousand, nine hundred and forty six." 

"Outstanding!" the lord clapped his hands. "And Estel, how old is Estel?" 

"Fifteen," muttered Glorfindel. "Possibly sixteen." 

"Six! He's six! And as such, what do you mean," Elrond affectionately linked elbows with the captain of his guard, looking both perfectly cheerful and supremely dangerous. "What do you mean I leave him with you for a grand total of two hours, two hours, Glorfindel, you take baths longer than that on a weekly basis — only for him to disappear for three days, and then be brought back by a procession of wild animals?" 

"Oh Elrond, you exaggerate!" exclaimed Glorfindel, gesturing at the sight before him. "There was no procession. Perhaps a small entourage."

Reader, it was indeed a procession. By which this narrator means that Elrond was greeted at the gates two hours ago, not by the Glorfindel-led search parties he had sent out to look for his foster son, but by a very self-important snake. And Elrond, having been understandably rather frantic, did not question the fact that the foster son in question was not brought back by said search parties led by the (overpaid) captain of his guard and his troupe of very expensive warhorses. 

Instead, he was borne atop the back of a very small Oliphaunt which had its trunk curled carefully over the sleeping child, ensuring it didn't fall off. Behind and before the child walked two large warthogs, heads held high as though they too were named Asfaloth. In the middle of the parade was a bear - an authentic, honest-to-goodness, pukka, full-sized bear, a card-carrying member of the genus and species Bear, ambling along and occasionally nudging Estel to ensure he was securely laid on the Oliphaunt's back and that the beast's trunk wasn't squeezing the child too hard (Oliphaunts, whilst well meaning, were notorious forgetters). At the forefront of the parade – for that was what it was – was a very self-possessed snake, which slithered gracefully and somewhat imperiously across the gate and unlocked it for his brethren. 

("Oh look," whispered Erestor from a suitably high window, nudging Lindir with a grin. "It's Elrond's family, all come to visit at once!") 

Elrond, for his part, stood very still and did not even blink. Not even when the Oliphaunt deposited the child at his feet and the bear gave him a cheery look that said he got lost but found us quite quickly. But he talks too much, my lord. We had to bring him back. Elrond did not blink when the warthogs jumped into the pond and gave themselves a bath near the inordinately expensive fish, and you best be sure he didn't make eye-contact with the snake for even a second, even when the snake in question looked him head to toe with an extremely dismissive air, as if to say is this the famed lord of Imladris then? I am not impressed. 

In fact, he didn't move until Glorfindel rode in. For Glorfindel cantered in looking far too happy for an elf who had been bested by a warthog, and that was enough to rouse Elrond from his stupor, grab the captain by his ear and give him an earful so deafening and profanity-laden that the Oliphaunt burst into tears and the bear seemed to mutter so much for kind as summer. The procession of animals slunk out silently, hoping not to be noticed by anyone other than the now awake-Estel, waving a cheery goodbye to his old friends.

All except Glorfindel the Second, who wound itself comfortably around his shoulders, christened from a safe distance by Lord Elrond - whose fear of snakes was marginally edged out by his newfound irritation towards Glorfindel the First, and his inability to look after a child that had been literally strapped to his belt.