#chaos puppy

[firstpersonnarrator]

As if you wouldn’t climb Klaus Mountain.

[where-the-tumbleweed-plays]

Tumbleweed is getting very curious about the puppies. Still uncertain, but getting braver

[starlightseraph]

so Idk if this is fandom lore, but while I used to watch and love House while it was airing, it wasn't until yesterday I really started looking into fandom and fanfic...but what's this all about RSL being the biggest Hilson hater, and Hugh Laurie being the biggest Hilson fan about??

basically it’s a running joke in the fandom about a bunch of interviews from during the show’s run in which rsl got super annoyed by anything that could, by any stretch of the imagination, imply hilson. and hugh laurie would always try to shut him up and very directly imply hilson.

from very early on in the show, hugh laurie said that he’d be fine with canon hilson as long as it was well written, and that he expected house to “go through” cameron, cuddy, and wilson if the show were to go on long enough.

rsl, on the other hand, started like a cat every time someone mentioned even the possibility of hilson, which i find hilarious considering it’s partially his fault.

these are the most famous examples:

there are many more examples, both of hugh laurie basically waving a pride flag (quite literally saying “romantic love”) and of robert sean leonard panicking, and then some more of them both being really weird about the whole thing (as in just being strange as people lol).

[batsyheere]

The dynamics between Dan, Danny and Ellie are so funny to consider. Danny is far too used to handling Sam and Tucker at their worst and now he has an additional gremlin duo who picked up whatever madness was in Vlad's system when he decided cloning was a great idea. (Danny is highly aware that it is not a good thing to have more him in the world and has resolved to better avoid clone plots). Meanwhile Dan and Ellie will fight over the most random, inane things, but the minute it's about family they band together into a proper terror and the only beings able to stop them are Jazz in her disappointment if the situation calls for it, and sleep deprived Danny who does not realize his exhausted presence is like a terrifying parental figure catching their kid doing something stupid.

It gets even funnier when Jazz finally breaks out of the mindset that she needs to be in charge and instead enjoys herself, and so the only leash for the three most feral Fentons (honorary and named) is a perpetually tired teen/young adult.

Now drop that in Gotham.

[suckmyarschkarte]

"Who was it? Ibou?"

[ssprouttz]

So funny story while drawing this I zoned out and rendered it. Its so unserious

Thank you @st4rrmii and @yasamlynn for this specific scenario

[adelphenium]

favourite davo pic feat. poor matthew tkitty tkat..

[hermioneismyrealname]

Can't believe this hasn't been done yet...

If I had a nickel for every time Fort beat up a character who deserved it and the fandom collectively hated, whilst being realistic with the punches and being hot doing so... I'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's GREAT that I have two.

[st4rrmii]

We as a society need to have a serious conversation about how puppy coded CT s1 ep4 Ben was because it actually drives me insane

[chickenspine420]

Been thinking a lot about being a dog lately

Hhnngg... collar.s... bone...p paw 🐾

[certified-monstrosity]

[/i failed a midterm i studied hard for, yall know what that means]

[/kinky venting ooOOOoo]

Ashtray Pup

concepts: petplay, mommy kink, sadism (tw!), praise, intox, scent kink

i had a rough day. class was a drag and im not in a good mood. that is, until i get home.

my puppy is waiting for me inside with his collar on and leash in his mouth for me to take hold of. and better still, he's in one of my favorite outfits of his. he must've been able to tell i was off over the phone.

such a smart pup.

from the moment i take his leash, i automatically feel a bit of stress float up off of my shoulders. but there will be more to come, and he knows it.

"it was a long day for mommy, pup. youre gonna fix that for me, ok? can you do that, darling?"

petting him and taking him to kneel in front of me while i sit on the edge of my bed and pull out a joint. i put it to my lips and i dont have to utter a word for him to light it for me.

he learns pretty fast for a puppy, truthfully.

i tip his chin up and hold the joint to his lips until he starts to cough and choke on the heavy smoke.

"shh, it's ok, good pet~ you can keep going, puppy, mommy's got you~"

i tap the ashes off against his shoulder and he winces but then leans into the heat. so pretty.

the joint passes back and forth between our lips, though it never leaves my hand. occasionally ill tug on his leash while he's holding a hit and make him choke. but that only gets him higher.

every time i need to ash i press it against his skin somewhere else. this leads to him squirming and blushing, and his eyes gradually glaze over, turning a gorgeous shade of pink.

as i feel the heavy, hazy, warm sensation melt into my mind, more and more of the tensions of the day ease out of my muscles.

i lay up against the pillows on the bed and he moves almost immediately to carefully take off my shoes and set them aside neatly.

"how precious, even when youre stoned you remember your training~ such a good boy~"

my legs spread lazily and i tug him onto the bed by the leash, one hand on his shoulder to force him down between my legs. he's so cute like this, a blushy mess.

it's obvious that smoking has had certain effects on his poor, sensitive body. his face is flushed, his breath is unsteady, and his underwear stopped fitting comfortably a while back.

"my pretty thing, you love it when i use you like this, dont you~"

all he can do is whimper. he's just a pup, after all, i don't expect anything else. he's a needy little puppy all high and hard and desperate to make me feel better no matter what he has to do.

petting his hair before i take a loose handful, pulling my skirt up with my free hand, and use it to press his face against my underwear. im already wet just thinking about what im gonna do to him, and the smell is making his poor puppy instincts even messier.

"aww, you like that don't you, pup~"

my fingers slide my underwear down my legs and i guide his face into my sopping heat without warning, grip tight on his leash to keep him from going too far too fast.

letting his tongue fuck me slowly and greedily for a bit until i tug his leash to see his pretty face covered in my slick and his drool.

i turn onto my stomach and pull his leash over my shoulder, relishing in the sound of his gasps and whiny whimpers as he's forced into doggy with his breath against the back of my neck and his hips involuntarily humping mine.

the sweet little thing cant help it, he's a puppy, it would be impossible for him not to rut against me in this position. so i order him to pull his underwear down and proceed to grind my hips up and back against him.

its slippery, warm, swollen skin on skin until i finally yank his leash forward and force him into me.

i hold his leash tight, keeping him fucking me deep and slow.

"nnnh~ such a good boy~ doing such a good job for mommy, pup~"

we stay rocking back and forth, groaning and huffing, his weight leaning on top of mine and his collar pulled tight around his neck by the leash in my grasp until

"be a good puppy and spill for me~"

we both cum hard and collapse together on the bed, exhausted but happy, the treachery of the day forgotten.

cuddling him into me and kissing him all over his face, scratching his back and telling him what a good pet he was and how proud i am of him for listening so well.

[weirdtinkerbellversion]

Feb 3. Prompt: King. Word count: 80 @jegulus-microfic

Regulus had argued with James when they were furnishing their home that they didn’t need a King-sized bed, especially since Regulus always needed to be close to James at night. He caved when James had given him that look, and Regulus was a weak, weak man.

But now, with Harry cuddled between them and their cat Bean claiming a corner of the bed to herself, he couldn’t be more grateful for a large bed to keep his entire family close.

[academic-vampire]

𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖔𝖎𝖓?

[disruptivevoib]

I am staring at you with big pleading eyes

A Static perhaps? 🥺 :D

Wonder what he's looking at

[ode-to-fury]

Friendship Astarion is so important to me. Like I know everyone is horny for the sassy elf but like… what if he learned to care for someone without sex? What if he tried to manipulate Tav into bed and they told him no? And then… kept being nice to him? Kept taking care of him and expecting the same in return? What if he doesn’t have to fall in love to realise he wants to live a life where he cares about things and makes his own decisions? What if he tells them about how he used his body anyway? What if they tell him he never has to again? What if they hug him and expect nothing back? What if they put their head on his shoulder and nothing else? What if, for the first time in 200 years, he felt safe enough to joke and laugh and not put on a show because it’s obvious they don’t feel that sort of attraction to him anyway? What if he just had a best friend?

[satans-knitwear]

Sleeby Sabine.