#feels good to be a puppyboy again

[jasperyourmutt]

hello! hi! the legends are true, I am alive, kicking, and barking. oh man. it has been a crazy couple of months for your boy. im not really sure how to start this update- so I guess i'll just start where I left off. May I started an outpatient treatment program for my PTSD and I am very happy and extremely proud to say I completed it last week. It was not easy, there were many bumps in the road, but I did it. I did it. The results have been pretty extraordinary, and while I can not get rid of my mental illness, I can happily say I now have ways of living happily and healthily with it . I am no longer living in extreme panic every second of the day! It is so refreshing! Unfortunately, things were not perfect while I was in treatment, and among some other shitty terrible things, I had issues getting my testosterone the entire month of june, thanks to my endocrinologist writing the script wrong. I was fighting with her and her office for over a month to get the prescription, and after they lied to my face and said it was the pharmacy's fault, I talked to my primary care doctor and she got my T for me in less than 2 hours. crazy how that works! being off my hormones pretty much ruined my life for a bit, which then impeded my outpatient treatment, but nonetheless, I am back on the right dose and I am feeling much, much better.

life has been pretty insane for me these last three months, but I feel like it is finally settling down, and I am in a place where I can take a deep breath and relax. I missed tumblr very dearly while I was gone, and am so excited to be back and chase my tail with the rest of you. so so so excited. woof. woof woof. wagging so hard.

[cutiefulism]

puppyboy!caleb who just wants to fuck a litter into u :((

cw — breeding (dadoy), use of gege, typical caleb activities except hes a germand shepard, pet names (baby, honey, wife but theyre not married). fluffy prequel here.

he thinks you should have known. all the signs were right there, practically jingling in your face.

“did you— mm . . really think i’d invite you over for somethin’ as harmless as a common cold?”

he knows you won’t respond verbally. can’t respond, he thinks, not when his hips are slamming against your juicy ass, cock filling you up to the brim after his fingers and mouth worked so hard to stretch you out.

and even that hadn’t been enough. he still had to go reaaaal slow, ease it into that filthy, drooling hole, and by then he was just so impatient that he couldn’t wait any longer! :p

caleb will be gentle next time, he promises.

saliva and tears dribble down your chin, rolling down your chest and onto his sheets, and he wishes he could lean forward to lap it all up with his tongue. instead, he nuzzles into the side of your tainted neck, pressing little loving pecks against reddened skin as if to make up for the brutal way he’s splitting you open.

“y-yer just so gullible, baby. always takin’ your gege’s word for fact.”

you attempt to shake your head, a few, rare pieces of coherent thought stringing together enough to actually speak. “ungh, ngh! n-no, ‘m not . . not dumb.”

look at you. stubborn as always, ready to defend yourself and your beliefs at a moment’s notice. it’s cute.

“of course you aren’t,” caleb coos with a breathy chuckle, and he takes your soft, warm skin into his mouth, sucking another bruise to join the others. “never said you were. you’re a smart girl. my smart girl, and that’s exactly why i have to breed you.”

he feels the way your velvety walls clamp down on his aching cock at his words, and he grins. he knows all of your little weak protests earlier were fake.

all those “but, caleb, i don’t think it’s a good idea, we’re not even married” and “i’m just not ready yet” and “we’re both so busy, how will we have time for the baby?”

that was all bullshit.

you want this. you know you do, and caleb definitely knows you do.

you’re just in denial. but don’t worry — he’ll fuck that out of you.

“it’s o-only right to— shit–” plap “spread my wife’s beauty and smarts–” plap “to the rest of the world, right?”

caleb slams forward, hips stilling for a moment as he whimpers against your bitten-up neck, and a desperate mewl leaves your own lips as the impact lunges you forward.

his weeping tip is smooching your cervix, ready to pump a load into your temporarily empty womb.

“say . . say you want it.”

you blink, brows drawing together as you try to focus through the drunken haze. “w-wha?”

“say you want my cum, say you wanna be a mommy f’me,” he groans, and despite the low roughness of his voice, you can hear that almost pathetic pleading underneath.

and how could you deny caleb like this?

your head bobs, throat dry. “i wan’ it. please, caleb. fill . . fill me up.”

that’s all he needs.

caleb’s thick tail gives a happy thump against the sheets as his hips start up again, this pace much more demanding than the previous. if you didn’t know any better, you’d think he’d be trying to fuck you into the mattress.

“thaaaat’s it,” he sighs, and all you can do is squeal as the bed creaks and rocks beneath you. “lemme stuff this pretty pussy full, honey.”

“i’ll . . f-fuck, ngh— give you as many pups as ya want. a whole . . a whole fucking football team—!” his words break off into a whine when you clamp down on him again, and he already knows what’s going to happen before you even try to say it.

this time, you really can’t speak. all you can do is moan and attempt silly, broken cries of his name, pleasure coiling to a fever pitch in your gut.

he knows you better than you know yourself, after all.

“mmf, a-ah, ‘m cumming— c-caleb!”

his name sounds so beautiful on your lips, like a siren’s call to his heavy, tightening balls and twitching dick.

within seconds of you gushing all over his cock, squirt spraying all over that dark, almost curly patch of pubic hair, his hips are stuttering, pretty violet eyes rolling back as he mumbles your name again and again like a damn prayer.

caleb dumps thick ropes of gooey seed into your warm, waiting womb and, oh, it is so much. much more than you expected, and it feels . . good.

a small bulge appears on your tummy where caleb has stuffed you to your limit, and you’re sure it’s going to leak out, make an even bigger mess all over your sheets.

the knot at the base of his girth swells, trapping his cum inside, and even if caleb had the traitorous thought of pulling out of you, he couldn’t.

even his basic biology knows that a single drop can’t and won’t go to waste.

he whines, hot, damp breath ghosting across your skin as he shoves his face into your neck again, that feral need mostly disappearing. you can feel his chest heaving in time with your own against your back, fluffy ears twitching.

“i’ll make up to you for rounds four and five, how about that?”

“l-let’s take a small break, okay? ‘m sorry for bein’ so rough on you, baby,” he mumbles, and your heart gives a helpless flutter at the genuine guilt in his tone.

you’ve never quite gotten used to his flips in personality.

doing gradients is actually hell on earth wtf

[saotoru]

puppy love

ʚ puppyboy!leon kennedy x reader

ʚ word count: 2.1k

ʚ content warnings: fem reader. hybrids. no plot. scent kink. heavy dumbification. breeding kink. ruts. panty stealing + sniffing. implied 'virgin' leon. slight degradation (leon is called bad dog). reader wears a skirt. overstim. marking. praise kink. oral (f). crotch sniffing. masturbation (m). cum fucking. mentions of pregnancy. leon speaks in broken sentences.

minors do not interact

the last thing you expected to own was a puppyboy.

it was by pure coincidence that you had stumbled on him. he was a sad sight: huddled and shivering behind the dumpster in the alley next to your apartment. yeah, you didn’t want to own a pet, but could you really leave a stray out in the cold like that? so you took him in—‘leon,’ the name on his collar read—bathed, fed him, and gave him a place to sleep.

you showed him a kindness he's never experienced before; cold rain and hard surfaces are all he’s known his whole life, but you’re different. you’re warm and soft and sweet—everything he imagined the perfect owner to be.

so it’s no surprise how quickly he grew to love you. a lot.

but sometimes, he wishes he wasn’t so obsessed with you.

because it'll be hours before you're home again, away at something called 'work,' before he can hug and lick and kiss you. the thought of waiting that long makes the hairs on the back of his neck prickle.

leon lets out a sad whine for only the empty apartment to hear. he misses you.

some comfort is all he needs right now. he pads over to your room, where your scent is the strongest, and climbs on the bed to bury himself into your pillow. the smell of your shampoo fills his nose as he sniffs all over the fabric before digging his face in it, trying to drown in your scent and pretend it's you. for a moment, it works. he imagines burying his face in your tits like this, imagines you scratching behind his ears and calling him a good boy in that sweet voice of yours. his tail wags at the thought.

but... it's not enough. he grows restless—the pillow isn't warm. it doesn't pet his hair or kiss his forehead or tell him he's a good boy. it's not you.

another frustrated whine. he sits up, tail thumping on the bed, unsure of what to do. he needs more. something that will satiate him for the next few long hours without you. nose hiked in the air, he sniffs around the room before catching a whiff of your scent coming from your closet. and then he sees it: your laundry hamper.

he feels no shame rifling through the dirty clothes nose-first. there's nothing wrong with missing you, with wanting to be comforted, right? it’s innocent enough—him sniffing out whatever article of clothing it is that smells the most like you and pulling it out with his teeth:

a pair of panties.

he carefully tucks them in his mouth and goes back over to your bed, settling down on your side again. he sniffs at it and something stirs in his tummy, but he’s not quite sure what it is. the fabric is thick with that sweet, heady scent, unmistakably yours. this is just what he needed. it smells so good, exactly like you and that spot between your legs.

leon takes another inhale and lets out a low whine, that feeling in his tummy stirring again, but stronger this time. it’s an unfamiliar ache. a dull heat that pools between his legs and leaves him dizzy the further he digs his face into your underwear. he’s not entirely sure why he lolls out his tongue and licks at the fabric, but the taste of you only makes the ache burn hotter. it triggers something; a throb so strong that it nearly makes him yelp.

he looks down at his body, to where it's hot and aching the most—his cock. fully erect, stiff and drooling against his abdomen, tip flushed a bright red. he whimpers sadly at the sight. it’s starting to border on painful but he's not sure what to do about it. he squeezes his eyes shut and tries to think about you.

with an experimental roll of his hips, leon lets his cock brush onto the mattress. he’s completely unprepared for the rush of pleasure it brings, making his body grow taut, back arched and tail stiffening. a shiver runs through him. it feels… good. he does it again, harder, this time letting out an unabashedly loud moan.

soon he's rutting himself on the bed while he slobbers and drools all over your panties. all he can think about is licking you like this, laving his tongue in that spot between your legs. the thought sends another hot pulse straight to his cock and him into a frenzy, hips are a blur as he licks at the crotch of the fabric, moaning over and over and over. he can’t stop. he's so far gone, lost in this new addictive pleasure that he doesn't even hear the click of the front door opening.

you frown. normally leon's greeting you with licks and hugs the moment you step foot through the front door, but your pup is nowhere to be seen today.

the apartment is small, and all it takes is a quick glance for you to see he's not in the living or dining room. the bedroom is the last place to check—and that's where you find your puppyboy sprawled on the bed face-first in a pair of your panties, letting out high-pitched cries as he humps the mattress fervently, too busy chasing his high to notice you're even here.

the sudden touch of your hand to his hair breaks him out of his trance. his dumb pup brain is so muddled with lust it takes him a few seconds to realize it’s you—you’re here, real, stroking his ears and smiling at him, and it's not just his imagination. immediately he pounces on you, wrapping you in a tight hug that knocks you back onto the bed.

his tail wags furiously as he smushes his face into you. "missed you. p-please, need you," he mumbles.

he's never felt this way before. feverish, sensitive to the point that he's uncomfortable in his own skin. consumed by some sort of need, an insatiable heat that gnaws at his chest and threatens to swallow him whole if he doesn't do something about it.

your touch comforts him briefly—the kiss to his sweaty forehead and your hands on his back allow him to relax a little. "my poor baby. puppy just wanted to taste me, hm?" you ask, looking over to your now chewed-up panties crumpled on the far side of the bed.

a low whimper is all he can respond with. part of him feels ashamed for what he did, for accidentally ruining some of your clothing. and maybe if his brain wasn't so dizzy with need right now he'd think about the consequences of his actions and apologize. but instead what comes out is, "please... c-can i?"

your voice is sweet but your words are not. "i dunno, leon. you're a bad dog, ruining my underwear like that."

you practically watch his heart break in those wide, innocent eyes of his. "n-no, please, 'm a good boy, 'm your good boy..." he cries, clutching you tighter. a bad dog? the reprimand hurts worse than any other punishment possibly could.

"then why don't you prove it, baby?" you spread your thighs apart and that's all the direction leon needs.

he wastes no time shoving his face beneath your skirt and bringing himself face-to-face with your still-clothed cunt and inhaling. your pillow, your panties—neither of them even compare to the source, or give him the same rush of pleasure that dragging his tongue up your labia does. he curls your panties to the side with a finger, giving him enough access so that he can slurp at your slick just like he imagined earlier.

he's so eager, so starved of your taste and approval and love that he grows pussydrunk too quickly, practically making more sounds than you, whining and moaning as he all but devours you whole, laving his tongue anywhere he can reach and pressing his face as far in as poassible. that heated ache from between his legs is even worse than before, when he licked at your panties like this, and if he let himself grind his puppycock on the bed right now he'd cum immediately, but he ignores it.

because all he can think about are your words earlier—bad dog. nonono, that's not him; he wants to hear you praise him, hear you moan his name all pretty and tell him he's doing a good job. so he pays attention to your every reaction instead, how you twitch and hum when he flicks his tongue over that sensitive spot on the top. he focuses there, puppylicking your swollen clit over and over and over, even when your thighs clamp tightly his head and threaten to squeeze him away he still doesn't stop, slobbering and sucking at your pussy til you're creaming all over his lips with a sob of his name, because he's desperate to be your good boy again.

that gives him the reaction he wants—the sounds you make are so pretty, his ears perked up to your every breathy moan as you buck your hips into his face and ride out your high, leon licking up every bit of cum that drips down your perineum.

when you squirm from the sensitivity and shove his face away, leon moves back up your body. he rests his chin on your chest and looks up at you with puppydog eyes, his tail wagging in slow, broad strokes. "did i do good?"

it takes you several seconds to reply. you lay there, ruffling his hair and ears mindlessly, still reeling from your orgasm. "y-yeah, puppy did such a good job. good boy, leon."

finally.

he's so happy he can't help but crash his mouth onto yours and kiss you. it's sloppy, a mess of teeth and tongue, but you find yourself meeting him with equal desperation. you let him lick into your mouth, tongue heavy with the taste of yourself as it slips against your own in a heated kiss. that's all he wanted to hear and he's so excited right now he could die.

and his heart nearly stops when you wrap your legs around his hips and murmur, "please, leon." the need in your tone makes his head buzz with adoration. his tip bumps against your labia clumsily and leon lets out a noise from the back of his throat. he's so pent up, basically edging himself all day and leaving his cock swollen and aching so hard that he could probably cum untouched right now.

and the moment he pushes inside you, he does.

he didn't mean to. but you're so wet, soaked from your orgasm and spit and now his spurts of thick cum, that it's impossible for his eyes not to roll to the back of his head. his entire body trembles from the overstimulation but he pushes further and further in, cock still stiff even after cumming, splitting you open until he's buried balls deep and his pelvis rests against yours. the drag of him in and out of you is loud, he's so loud, whining with every slow thrust that fucks his cum deep inside you, the squelch of your creamy pussy milking his cock and making him lose his fucking mind.

it’s not long before he’s fucking you with that same horny puppy pace that he fucked the mattress with earlier, only you feel so much better. better than he could ever imagine—hot and wet and addicting. he can't slow down, thrusts so so sloppy while he fucks himself dumb in your perfect cunt, tongue lolling out and eyes going crossed, poor puppy brain so overstimulated it's all he can do to not cum a second time right now.

"i wan' it," he slurs. it feels like words are impossible to form, his tongue too heavy and thick for his mouth right now. "wanna cum again, inside you."

"yeah? puppy wants to breed me?" you hum.

breed. that word sets him off.

pure instinct. that's what he's driven by as he humps you even faster, rutting his puppycock inside you so desperately, needing nothing more than to knock you up and make you his. "yesyesyes please," he begs. "wanna breed you, wanna litter of pups. please-"

his babbling is cut short by his own choked gasp as your legs wrap around his hips and lock him there, forcing him deep inside and unable to pull out.

"cum for me, leon."

and he's gone, cumming hot, thick ropes, filling you with nothing but him, claiming, marking you in the most primal way possible.

you're his, and no one else's.

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ʚ author's note: if you read this far thank you! this is my first full fic on here. feedback is welcome + vv appreciated :3c

[ohimsummer]

more puppyboy!satoru pls !! 🛐

— minors dni, fwb au <<33, crack, jealous! puppyboy! satoru 🫣

it’s the ass-crack of morning—the sun isn’t even out yet. despite a long night of faking orgasms, you’re exhausted. you’re trying to get your current hookup out the door, but he’s too busy hunting for the shirt he left the other night.

“it’s a red sweatshirt.”, he says. whats-his-face. “i know i left it here.”

with his measly performance last night, he’s far past overstaying his welcome, and also ruining your beauty sleep. a crime that will be met with the fullest extent of your sass.

“evidently you didn’t or you would’ve found it by now.”, you mumble, turning over to pull the sheets over your head.

“can you help me look?”, he sighs.

“i’ll look later, just go ahead.”

you can hear the exasperation in his voice. “look, i really don’t have time to—“

“if you didn’t have time then you’d be gone by now and not still looking around for a shirt.”, you snap at him from underneath the covers. “if it’s here somewhere then it’ll still be here when i get up.”

there’s silence, and then you hear him storm out the room, slamming the door on his way out. it just makes you giggle before you nod back off to sleep.

when you finally wake up a few hours later, you find a set of strong arms wrapped around your middle and a larger body coiled around you.

“good morning, ‘toru.”, you mumble gently, reaching back to thread through the messy locks of his hair.

you can feel his ears twitch even in his drowsy state, before shuddering as his warm tongue meets the back of your neck. “good morning, i missed you.”

so clingy, and so cute. you know he crept into your room minutes after your fling left, as he usually does because he hates sleeping away from you.

satoru makes it difficult to get out of bed, but with the promise of kisses and breakfast, he allows you freedom from the sheets. by that time, you’ve long forgotten about searching for the sweatshirt, instead basking in the warm heat of his embrace. his body molds against yours. satoru keeps his arms caged around your waist to sleepily waddle behind you and join you in your morning routine.

you’re more alert after washing your face and such, so you now notice the spot of red in the hallway. picking it up, you realize it’s a piece of cloth, ripped and ragged at the edges from having been gnawed to shreds.

“satoru?”, you hold it up so he can see it better. “what is this?”

satoru barely glances at what’s in your hand, instead keen on snuggling his face into the crook of your neck. “dunno.”

he’s such a terrible liar. “…right.”

you stop by the kitchen to throw away the random cloth, only to be met with a pile of crimson already in the bin. it’s unnecessary to ask what it is. you recognize it by ripped pieces of the designer logo.

“satoru, what is all this?”, you ask him again, slightly more urgent. “why did you do this?”

when satoru doesn’t answer, you pull out of his grasp, turning to face him. you’re met with the guiltiest look he can muster—ears pulled back, head ducked, and eyes low to the floor as he nervously licks at his lips. despite all that, his lips still poke out in a pout, clearly upset about something.

“it smells like you” is the only explanation satoru provides.

“so?”, you respond.

silence, and then, “i don’t like that guy.” another beat. “i don’t like that your scent is on his clothes.”

with that statement, the pieces fall into place. you just give a sigh, tossing the last shred of fabric in with the others and pulling your pouty puppy to lay his head against your chest.

“you don’t have to be jealous, you big baby. you’re way better than him.”

“i know i’m way better, he can’t even make you cum.”

you chuckle. “what, were you listening to us last night?”

“…”

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[fizzy-blood]

Okay but…what about a puppyboy Toby x reader smut?

PuppyBoy!Ticci Toby x Reader [NSFW]🐾🪓

MMMMM PUPPY BOY TOBY HAS ME GOING FERAL. Thank you for the request! I hope you guys enjoy this little bit of writing ^_^ I actually had a lot of fun with this one so yippee!! And again, my asks are open!!

Warning: 18+/NSFW content‼️[Puppy Play (obviously), Reader is more dominant in this one so I hope you like that, Reader is also implied to be AMAB but could also be read as someone(GN) with a strap, mentions of biting and scratching, use of a leash, hair pulling.]

I'm gonna get straight to the point, if you wanna bring puppy play into the bedroom Toby will always be the puppy.

He's still kinda aggressive but in a way that's more... Well... How about I just tell you what he does..

He'll bite you and scratch you, whining while you pound into him.

He loves it so much and is very good at telling you.

It's also just cute to see him squirm around and grab at the things around him, from the sheets to you to his own hair.

SPEAKING OF HAIR PULLING‼️💥💥

Oh my GOD he loves it when you pull on his hair..

He can't really feel the pain so he can just enjoy the feeling of you taking control and limiting his movement.

And speaking of limiting movement...

He loves it when you put him on a leash and tie him down..

LOVES IT. 🤤

So just buy him a collar and leash, he'll enjoy it thoroughly.

You could also get him some wearable puppy ears or a tail (the kind on a belt or plug, it doesn't really matter which one so you could probably pick for him.)

But something to remember when doing anything sexual, romantic or even platonic! Do not degrade him.

He hates it so much. Hates it.

So be nice to him, even if you're being really rough with him!

Also, he'd probably start creaming immediately if you praised him (ok not really but it would get him really close)

So praise is always good. (CALL HIM A GOOD BOY HE NEEDS TO HEAR YOU SAY IT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLE-)

You can also slowly jerk him off or even just touch him, he'll start whimpering and drooling almost immediately 🤩

Over all?? 10/10. Would recommend. NEED TO EXPERIENCE.

AND DONE!! I FINALLY POSTED NEW CONTENT!!! Also I'm sorry if it was a bit short... I've been dealing with a bit of writers block again so...😞 But I do hope you enjoyed it! Again, my asks are open so please feel free to send me ideas or requests!

-Fizz

(Toby themed dividers by @sister-lucifer )

[merakiui]

SPEAKING OF DOGBOYS

Mera :)

You can’t just call him one and not deliver the goods

Give me sad wet dog man as a puppyboy!

I like to imagine he watched TNBC once with you and you were obligated to buy the pathetic little guy a plush of Jack Skeleington. (Which he refuses to sleep without just like you) and now he is obsessed with the holiday

Maybe you even adopted him in October and that adds another layer of why he loves halloween, cause you chose him during the magnificent season!

Sincerely,

Mer eggs anon.

👁 👁 puppyboy Skully........ puppyboy Skully who is so clingy and affectionate and loyal, his tail always wagging when he's around you, but he also has a bit of a humping problem... ;;; oh well!!!! <3 surely he's just getting out all of that extra energy when he ruts against you from behind, panting in your ear as he creams his pants once again. No other reason to it, right?

Omg and getting him a Jack Skellington plushie, which he cherishes so much (not only because it's Jack but because you bought it for him)!!! His first gift from you! WAAA he's so happy!!! >w< he is the most devoted ride or die!!! You were so kind and compassionate to choose him, the awkward, lonely stray kept in the corner cage at the pound. And you fell in love with his fluffy tail and ears, one of which flops over cutely. He has always spent his Halloweens alone, but after you adopted him he's never known loneliness again! And you just understand him so well... you really are his dear human and he's your puppyboy, forever and always!! What can he call this if not a fateful encounter?

Skully can be a bit territorial sometimes. ;;; he just really dislikes the smell of others on you. >:( especially those noisy humans who bring you to parties and you always come home tipsy, tinged in all kinds of new scents. Those friends of yours really are troublesome... or when you were seeing someone and they broke up with you... oh, it hurt his heart to see you crying. He licked your tears away with that wet, warm tongue of his and you'd tried to push him away, but he was persistent until eventually you were laughing. He loves it when you're happy. After all, your happiness is his happiness. :D

To return to his energy, though...... it really is boundless, so much so that sometimes he just has to make sure you're fast asleep (drugging your tea) before he slides his dick between your thighs or tugs your underwear to the side to rub the head of his dick against your hole. It's so romantic to do it in this position, with his arms wrapped around you, or when he flips you onto your back and props himself up above you. He can't help it. You just smell so good and you're so warm and you look so cute when you're sleeping... before he knows it, he's fucking you and practically howling because it feels so good and your body responds so wonderfully to this connection. It must mean you want this as much as he does, right!!! But he'll clean you up and felch all of the cum from out of your hole, so when you wake up in the morning you'll never know!

Skully very rarely loses his temper. He's a gentleman, so very polite and considerate (incredibly affectionate; he's addicted to kissing you). But sometimes he just gets so...frustrated. You never listen to him. Don't you realize your heart is going to break again if you pursue another worthless human mate?! Why can't you just listen to him!!! He's your fated one, isn't he? You're meant to be together with him. No one else! It's a scary sight when Skully loses his temper and raises his voice. ^^;; and he's just so tall and strong,,, maybe the only way to calm him is by agreeing to his whims and further spoiling him. It's for the best, isn't it?

[jenosbigtoe]

i will kiss you so hard if you write puppy!jeno

mdni. nsfw 18+

pairing: puppyboy!lee jeno x reader

warnings: hybrid au, breeding

your pup didn’t know his own strength :(

you’d come home and barely have one foot in the door before you get tackled by your oversized pup, tail wagging so hard his whole body was shaking with happiness. he doesn’t even realize that he’s so much bigger and stronger than you so when he tackles you in a craze of excitement, you get the breath knocked out of you and fall right on your ass. he was just so excited to see you, his favorite person in the whole wide world.

“hi baby,” you’d coo, scratching behind his ears and rubbing his back affectionately. his fluffy white tail wagged back and forth violently and his ears twitched at the contact.

he’d whine and bury his face into your chest, squeezing you into a tight hug and sitting in your lap. “missed you so much. don’t ever leave again,” he mumbled against your tits.

it was so hard to resist your sweet pup when he looked at you with stars in his eyes and wide with affection for you.

especially when he got really needy, rutting against your leg, panting, drooling, tail thumping against the couch. he would look at you with those large puppy dog eyes and whimper softly. “baby please… need you so bad…”

your heart would melt at the sight. “oh pup…”

you let him take you hard and fast from behind. his hips would rut feverishly against yours, so desperate to meet his release and relieve the ache from his belly. he needed to breed you, claim you as his forever.

“pup!! so good, doing so good for me,” you moaned out.

his beefy chest was pressed against your back, arms caging you in to prevent you from escaping his relentless thrusts. his fat cock was pounding in your warm cunt so fast and so deep, heavy balls slapping against your clit and sending tingles down your spine. your precious pup always made you feel so good.

“ahhh, so close!! can i cum inside? i have so much for you, ah fuck, let me just cum inside this pussy. baby please let me breed you,” he panted from behind you, hips driving impossibly fast against yours and ear pressed flat against his head “please please please, oh god, please let me cum inside!! feel so good, fuck!!”

he was babbling from the intense pleasure building up inside him. poor pup was losing his mind. “can i? can i cum inside your pussy baby? need to cum inside, fuck, fill you up so deep. oh baby pretty please, pretty please. let me breed you <3”

a/n: freakiest shit i’ve ever written oh my 😵😵

[boycunt-toy]

wait actually hold on (puppy bath anon)

he’s scared at first so he tres to run away and cowers from the detachable shower head but your much stronger so when you hold him still so you can clean every inch with the warm water he just can’t get away. when you touch and rub him all over with soap he starts to relax and he looks so sweet and pathetic all sopping wet and nervous, so you tell him not to worry bc you’re in control, and he really needed this as you start to finger him while your sitting on the edge of the tub. you make sure to angle the shower head right at his little puppy bulge but he starts to whine and squirm as he tries to hump the shower head, after all he’s just a greedy pup who needs to be put in his place by a big strong alpha dog.

so you give up on the shower head and your dry clothes and pull down your sweats to slide into him so he can fuck himself on your dick while you rinse him off. he bounces back on you happy and stuffed full, no longer thinking about the water you carefully spray over his back and behind his ears while he moans and whines. he begins to beg you to cum, now you want to be a good boy? it’s too late, i’m done bathing you, pup

you pull out of him and he whines and begs to touch himself. no you tell him, we’ll just have to try again another time. don’t worry, you’re such a filthy mutt, you need this all the time anyway

"concept: giving your puppyboy a bath/training your puppyboy to let you bathe him"

ohhhhhhh anon I love the way your brain works. your puppyboy squirms too much so you have to go and put his collar back on, leashing him to the shower bar so he can't escape you. Chastising him because you have to be extra careful to clean under his collar now, just excuses to make sure your pup feels strong hands threateningly protectively around its throat.

Such a filthy mutt can't be trusted to bathe itself. They start associating the bath and getting soaped up with the showerhead pointed at their puppy parts and your fingers filling him. Soon the suggestion of a bath has your pup involuntarily hard and dripping, he starts bringing you a washcloth when he isn't even dirty to see if he can get pinned in the tub by a bigger dog

Training your pup that getting clean is a reward, but also training them to depend on you for their basic needs like a bath is so *chefs kiss*

[gooobraghhh]

Very sheepishly submitting myself to your tumblr tboy anon harem.

I've never cum before, whenever I've tried to myself it's too much and I tense up, even with toys. I think you could make me, though.

I would love to be ridiculously crossed-- polishing off a mickey of vodka, questionably high content edible just starting to kick in-- while sitting in your lap and laying against you. I wouldn't be in any position to refuse any more weed you'd like to give me, and would happily smoke however much of a joint, or hit a pen a concerning amount of times.

Sober anxieties completely stifled as I lose any higher order of thinking- gradually beginning to pathetically rutt against one of your thighs, trying to grab and caress your tits, breathily whimpering with my face buried in your shoulder.

Obviously, you don't have to let me get what I want. I would be so pliant under your hands that I could easily be moved, maneuvered to wherever you want me to be (I might have to be at this point, it's questionable if I could stand on my own). I asked for it first, it wouldn't be taking advantage to just help me a little to get where I want.

Forced down to my knees, I might try to warn you that I've never sucked cock before, but I can't imagine it would be that coherent. It doesn't matter, anyway. You'd probably have to softly hit me to remind me to open my mouth, and after that you could use my throat as freely as you'd like.

It would be the same when you lay me down. Through hopelessly needly pleas, I might try and say something, but god knows what actually comes out of my mouth. I wouldn't have enough sense to be embarrassed about that, or having lost my pants some time ago, or how I've been leaking through my underwear. I definitely wouldn't have enough sense to be embarrassed about how (as soon as I'm freed from my boxers) I eagerly spread my legs for you. Honestly, that's about as much physical effort as I would be able to put in in my state.

Take me however you'd like, command me to call you whatever you want, and i'd gasp for mommy every time you ram into me- whimpering as you pull out to do it again and again. I would beg for you, unintelligibly babbling as I shake, whining that I was almost there and trying to convince you that I had been a good enough boy to deserve it. That you're so, so good, and I just want you to touch me. Even if you don't, just you readjusting my hips to fuck deeper into my cunt has me yelping and gripping your sheets.

A few more thrusts directly into my g spot and I'm panting and crying, tensing and jerking my hips against yours as I finally cum on your perfect cock. I'd fall limp against the mattress, and probably breathing for a moment before completely passing out.

It wouldn't make too much of a difference, though- I'm still throbbing around you, still a perfectly fine, tight hole. It's not like I would remember anything that happened while I was awake, and definitely not now. There would be no reason not to continue fucking me, no consequences for using me however you want as I pant and mewl beneath you.

It would be a waste *not* to cum deep inside me at least a few times. Maybe more than a few. Enough times that I when I wake up, confused and sick, I'll feel how hard I had been used. I'd still have cum trickling out of me, and know that I was a bitch for breeding.

Shame that I'll never know how hard I came for you, though

-🐏 (if that's not taken!! ⚓ If it is? He/him)

Sorry for the gooner novel. You don't have to post this btw I'm aware of how mf long and possibly weird it is LMAO. I'm not even into this mommy puppyboy shit fr (side eye) this blog just has me feeling some kinda way. Finishing assignments as repentance godbless

Well it’s clear you can’t make yourself cum because the desperation here is just immense. What a dirty fantasy you have. Sheepish is definitely a good way to describe you. I mean you sent me an ask apologizing for this one the next morning. But don’t worry, it’s okay. Some guys are just perverts like you. They can’t help it. Maybe finally cumming would help with your dirty mind, guess we’ll have to find out won’t we? I’ll make sure to get you all fucked up first since otherwise you’re clearly to much of an anxiety ridden mess. You probably do a lot better all strung out and usable

[imrllytootiredforthis]

I was wondering, in your opinion who out of skz would be most into puppy play or overall pet play? I need to put at least one of them in a pretty tail plug and ears 💕

i think seungmin or hyunjin would be THE puppyboys-but they'd each have their own type of puppy ykykyk?

hyunjin is a pillow princess, he wants to be taken care of and loved without doing much of the work. definitely a brat too tho:

he puts on the tail and the ears along with some pretty (and slutty) lingerie just to distract you while you're working so that you stop to rail him into the next dimension.

he definitely tries to get you riled up in public. he says he wants to try on some clothes in the changing rooms while you sit outside, peeking his head out a little bit later, insisting you need to come in and look at how he looks. turns out the entire time he had his stuff in his back and here he is, in the changing room, wearing nothing but a collar and leash along with his pretty silky black ears though that match his hair<3

"fuck-please!" his hands grapple for some kind of purchase, nails digging at the walls before into the skin of your wrists. his eyes squeeze shut, a whiny moan clawing up his throat. "more, more, please mommy, want more~"

your chest against his back, holding him upright as his legs quiver and your hand works smoothly up and down his cock, all red and leaky from being all needy today.

but all of a sudden...you stop.

tears roll down his cheeks, hips moving desperately to find stimulation again as his teary eyes make contact with yours through the mirror. you smile and make a clicking noise with your tongue, like he's a misbehaving dog.

"puppy's don't talk jinnie,"

seungmin though, seungmin's a good puppy. he wants to do anything and everything to please you, wants to be praised and cuddled and coddled. wants to lay his head in your lap and be told that he's your best boy<3

he's so sad when you leave him at home for work every day. your scent still lingering around the house-which should make him feel comforted but just makes him feel needy most of the time. he normally spends his days lazing around, sleeping and eating, watching tv and calling or texting you when you're on breaks of whatnot.

he wants to be a good boy...-for you! to see the smile on your face, to get head pats and fingers running through his hair, playing with his fluffy ears. he wants to earn kisses and loves from you...but sometimes he gets a bit too needy.

he feels so bad, hot shame burning down his spine with every movement, with every slide of his needy cock against the fabric of your pillow.

with the other one he'd used to muffle his whines and cries but gave up on because he knows how much you love to hear him, so now he just clutches it against his chest, the smell of you on it filling his head with a kind of floaty feeling he only gets from you.

with every thrust the tail shoves deeper in, the tip of the plug pressing snug against his prostate.

he wants to cry.

he wants you.

"mommy-mommy!" he grinds harder, hoping if he squeezes his eyes shut hard enough and clogs his head up with the smell of you he can imagine you're here now.

that you're sitting in front of him, his drooling face in your lap as you tug at his hair, cooing at him and instructing him just the way you want him to hump your pillow like a good boy.

from some faraway place he hears the door creak open, footsteps.

from some distant place he hears something that makes his body freeze.

"seungmin? what are you doing?"

[sorrowfulrosebud]

Oh boy jokes on you, saying "give me Shoji asks" summons me from the void! How about werewolf or puppy boy head canons? Like he's had a hard life, and reader is just good and gentle to him? Calls him a handsome boy?

I AM FIFHTING THE URGE TO CONVULSE TWITCH AND DIE AHHHHHHHH ANON I LOBE UIUE BIG BRAIN SO MUCH

🜸 First and foremost, Shoji is definitely a big dog breed. I’m thinking like Tibetan Mastiff. Big, beefy boy with the fluffiest ears and MASSIVE tail.

🜸 I think reader would most likely have adopted Shoji in a hybrid adoption shelter. He had a very neglectful past; his mother passing not long after birthing him, being thrown from house to house. Some people were really mean and beat him, giving the poor puppyboynasty scars on his mouth 🥺🥺

🜸 He handed himself in to the shelter. He couldn’t afford to live on the streets since he needed a bed and food. Poor puppy just wanted a proper chance at a family 🥺

🜸 Many families pulled faces at the thought of keeping Shoji. He was so so big, and given his background they all thought he’d be too rough with the kids.

🜸 SOBBING THATS WHEN HE WEARS A MUZZLE TO MAKE PEOPLE FEEL COMFORTABLE BUT DOESNT REALISE IT CAUSES THE OPPOSITE ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

🜸 You end up wandering into the adoption agency, looking for a more mature hybrid to take home. You were brought in front of the MASSIVE hybrid who looked far too cramped for his pen :(

🜸 His eyes shone a little at the idea of being seen. You knelt in front of him, offering him a smile before seeing the muzzle.

The attendant at the agency led you through the heavy metal door amidst all of the noisy yapping of other hybrids. He knocked on Shoji’s door to get his attention.

Shoji’s fluffy ears pricked up. A meeting? Someone wanted to see him?! Quiet hope flooded his system. He hoped that this person would be lovely, and love him like he deserved.

You step back a little to give Shoji his space as he opens the door. The hybrid’s head bumped noisily against the door as you winced in sympathy. A small whine left his lips as he rubbed his sore ears, before shutting up and looking at you.

Your eyes widened a little bit at the sight of the bulky muzzle. You couldn’t recall a history of biting or aggression. Putting that aside, you smiled softly at the tall puppyboy. Shoji’s tail wagged slowly, bending down so he was sat on his knees in front of you. Again, your eyes widened at his practised submission.

You got to your knees too, leaving a respectful amount of space between the two of you.

“Hello, sweet boy. My, aren’t you so pretty,” you cooed softly, offering a hand for Shoji to sniff if he should so want. Onyx eyes widened.

He was…pretty?!

His head found itself slowly dropping, until it made contact with your hand. Your fingers worked a gentle rhythm near the base of his ears, hearing the womp of his tail behind him. You giggle softly, much to Shoji’s delight. Your head turns to the attendant.

“Can we get the paperwork started, please? I’d love to take Shoji home today if possible.”

🜸 You’d asked about the muzzle, your heart melting when the attendant said that he only took it off to eat. He said that Mezo was frightened of people seeing his face and being scared of him.

🜸 He also gave you his history. Mezo did NOT do well with abandonment. He was a very anxious hybrid, often bending over backwards for other hybrids so they would like him, much to no avail.

🜸 You took Mezo home that day.

The thick door of your home opened slowly, allowing Mezo to sniff around. His tail hadn’t stopped wagging since you clipped the generic brand collar around his neck. The leash hung loosely in your hand, making Mezo a little anxious but didn’t dampen his new mood.

You undid your shoes, placing them neatly on the rack. A hearty sigh left your lips as you faced your new puppyboy.

“Well my sweet boy, I’m super hungry. Would you like some lunch?” You offered him gently.

Mezo’s mind blanked out at the nickname.

He was…sweet?

“Mezo?” You asked him softly. Black eyes snapped back to you as he stood awkwardly in the hall. Is it too soon to ask for cuddles? You smiled at him softly.

“Here, come in the living room. You’re free to explore anywhere you like,” you explained happily, leaving to go to the kitchen. A quiet whine makes you turn your head around to the shaky puppyboy. Your heart melted at the sight of his teary eyes.

“Oh no, sweet pup don’t cry! I know new places can be scary,” you walk to him, slowly placing your hands in his snow white locks.

His tail wagged as his hands struggled to stay by his sides. You caught on immediately.

“Would you like to cuddle, my good boy?” You ask him softly. Mezo nodded wildly, following you to the couch. He kneels in front of you, wrapping his arms around you as he rests his face against your tummy. The muzzle rides uncomfortably into your tummy as you wince.

“Mezo? You know you can take the muzzle off. I know you don’t have a problem with biting or aggression.”

Mezo physically tenses beneath you.

“I know of your background. I know your poor face has been scarred. But please know,” you lift his teary face with your hands.

“I’m never going to give you up. You don’t need to keep the muzzle on whenever we’re in the same room. I understand if you want to keep your face covered until you feel comfortable, but I have some bandanas and masks. They’d be so much better for your poor skin,” you offered, kissing Mezo’s forehead gently.

Poor Mezo’s brain was melting. So much praise and choice was too much.

“M-mask please,” he mumbled shyly. You smiled at the sound of his gruff voice.

“Of course, sweet boy.”

[pathetic-tboy]

erotica‼️ cnc scene

im running through the woods away from the woman chasing me. i got a head start but i can hear her every now and then shouting something akin to "youre not gonna get far, puppy." im hardly wearing anything, just a collar and a pair of panties she let me keep just so she could emasculate me a little. i got myself out of the binds easily this evening. of course now its dark and i dont know how long ive been here for, or how i got here. beyond that, i dont know how far away from the rest of the world i am. the amount of time ive spent running tells me im pretty far.

im trying to stay quiet, but eventually i trip on the root of a tree, and yelp as i tumble. i hear her then. she found me. by the time i try to get up again she pushes me back to the ground.

"aw, we're not even that far yet." she teases me as she grabs my collar and yanks me so that im sitting down, looking up at her with wet eyes. "dumb little cuntboy isnt that fast, huh?" she coos at me while pulling my face so that my nose is pressed up against her hot bulge in her jeans. i turn away from it.

"ugh, please!" i cry out, failing to notice that shes fishing her cock out with her free hand. "let me g-" im interrupted by her warm meat in my mouth, pushing past my lips and down my throat. i choke around it while she fucks my face rough, as if she doesnt care if i can breathe. im whimpering but it just sounds like moaning from how fast shes fucking my mouth.

"aw, dumb little puppy, what was it you were saying?" she teases as she pulls my head down all the way onto her dick. i cant breathe anymore. i try to back up and push away, but shes much stronger than me. she holds me there for far too long. im getting a little dizzy.

"if you really wanted to get away, youd be fighting back harder." she finally releases me, i cough on the floor of the woods, gasping for air. "or are you just sooo weak that you just CANT get away?"

"ugh- please-" i whine as she covers my mouth with her hand, her other one breaching the waistband of my underwear. i gasp as she pushes a finger into my pussy, wet from the struggle.

"fuuuck, youre so wet, puppy, you must really want this." she takes her hand off my mouth and to my collar, and before i can argue, pulls me into a sloppy kiss. she pushes her tongue into my mouth while she expertly fucks my pussy with her fingers. i moan into her lips as i try to push her away, but i cant. im not strong enough.

eventually, she releases me, but only to yank down my panties, and grab my waist. she pulls my hips up flush against hers, and places my ankles on her shoulders. i cant even move away as i freeze up like a prey animal, only making obscene noises as she rubs her cockhead on my tdick. she notices.

"aw, wheres that fight? i love it when you fight, you dumb little puppy." she chuckles, spreading my wetness from my pussy to my dick.

"ugh, no!" i cry out, trying to move away, but she pins me down anyway. "im not a dumb puppy....."

"oh, youre SUCH a dumb puppy. so wet when im about to breed you." shes not even fucking me yet and i could cum. i freeze again at her words. i feel my tcock twitch against my will at the thought of carrying my attacker's baby.

"no, dont!" i buck my hips, trying to move away. "i cant get pregnant! not right now! testosterone isnt birth control please-" but i trail off into a moan as she pushes her cockhead inside my wet pussy.

"well thats the point of breeding, you dumb fucking puppyboy." all i can do is gasp loudly as she pushes inside me, filling me up. "fuck, youre so wet." she plants her hands beside my neck and begins pounding me. i moan as my pussy makes obscene noises around her cock violating me. using me. breeding me.

i push against her shoulders with all my might but she doesnt even move an inch. she just laughs at me. "fuuuck, youre so weak." and i feel her fuck me even harder. "i love it when you try to resist me."

"uhhhm, no!" i can hardly even voice a protest anymore as i moan. it feels too good. shes right, i realize. she was right all along. i do want it.

i grip her shoulders, dragging my nails down her back as i buck up my hips to meet hers. "f-f-fuck-" i stammer out between moans.

"what was that, puppy?" she doesnt stop fucking me like she owns my pussy, and she does. i know she does.

"feels- good-" i gasp out. i feel her pound into me even harder after i say that.

"fuuuuck," she moans out breathily, "yes, it does."

i grip onto her upper arms hard as my first orgasm washes over me. "im cumming! im cumming!" i cry out as my pussy spasms around her cock, trying to milk it for everything it has. but shes not ready yet. she keeps pounding into me, and i feel an even more intense orgasm rushing to take its place. "fuck- its too much!" i whine as i try again to push her away.

"aw, but you wanted it so bad before." she didnt stop. she keeps fucking me until i feel tears in my eyes. i cum again, crying out.

"fuck, youre cumming AGAIN?" she acts appalled as if she wasnt the one forcing me to. my pussy keeps making disgusting wet sounds around her invading prick. "fuck, i might just cum, puppy."

i gasp as i remember her threats to put a baby in me. "no! not inside!" i cry out between moans, but i scream as my third orgasm comes, even more powerful than the first 2.

"fuck, gonna cum, puppy." and i cant even voice another protest as i lay limply, pliant for her to pump her semen into.

she lays on top of me for a while, her cock still twitching inside me, making me moan quietly as i lay completely limp, still gasping for air and coming down from the powerful orgasms she made me have.

eventually, she pulls out, standing up and putting her soft dick away. she leans down, brushing a wet strand of hair from my face.

"aw, baby, was that fun?" she coos, rubbing my cheek with her thumb.

"mhm.... wuff." i mumble. she giggles.

"aw, ok, baby." she bends down and scoops me up into her arms. "lets go get you cleaned up, ok?"

"mmmm" i mumble tiredly, shutting my eyes and snuggling into her chest.

"aw, ok." she kisses my sweaty forehead and walks us home.

[cantalouupe]

having thots…..of cockwarming puppy luc……perhaps as a punishment…..

so sorry for this, it is not great but i wanted to post something and i've been eyeing up this ask since it was first sent to me </3

if there are mistakes i am sorry

nsfw!!! puppyboy!diluc x gn!reader

cockwarming, "punishments", diluc has ears and a tail and is referred to as a "hybrid" once, PUPPY DILUC

It was a little cruel, maybe. The tight crushing heat, enveloping him in a warm, wet cocoon that set his body temperature perilously high—gods, he wouldn’t accidentally set anything on fire, would he? He always feels like he has no control over himself when he’s with you, brain gone haywire like a computer being reprogrammed; or worse, like a virus, taking over the entire system and destroying everything, devolving until all that was left was you. 

He’s impatient, always in haste to get moving, to get off. You were surprised he’s lasted as long as he had. Usually, he would be ceaseless in his squirming and whining, asking you over and over if he could have you the way he wanted. Today, he seemed caught up in the current situation, sitting hard and still beneath you, not speaking until you deliberately shifted atop him, jostling him inside slightly.  

“Please,” he begs, “let me.” 

“Not yet, Diluc.” 

The tone of his voice twists into something frustrated, hands balling into fists, kept uselessly by his sides. You warned him when this had begun, a tsked “no touching” when he’d try to mold his hands against the smooth curve of your body. As touchy as he was, you note his restraint in not lifting his hands above his thighs, and mentally praise him, almost going to press your own hand against his face, touch his soft ears atop his head, and tell him how good he was being—no, there would be another time for that.  

Still, you can’t help but admire him. His obedience was something you reveled in; knowing someone as big and powerful as he is, willing and eager to wait for your permission, work for your rewards, and live for your praise. He could overpower you quite easily, if he wanted to. It wouldn’t be the first time, nor would it be the last, but despite this piece of information you are both aware of, he chooses not to. The need to be good outweighed the limited, finite pleasure he could chase for him. Though he’d been a little slow, mind lagging behind from all the time spent with the constant pressure of you around him and perched atop him, he understands that there would be consequences, ‘worse’ than that which he was being subjected to now. An unsatisfying, incomplete pleasure is more favorable than none at all. 

You begin to grow suspicious of him, though, when time ticks sluggishly by and his begging does not evolve into something more desperate. With careful movements you shift again, and you hear it, the hitch in his uneven breath, like a gasp at the unexpected movement. He waits for it, anticipating each subtle gyration and adjustment and meeting it with a small noise. You realize, a little too excitedly for someone dishing out a punishment, that he was even more affected by this than you could have imagined—he would end up coming from this, from you punishing him, cockwarming him for minutes and minutes and minutes, until time felt endless and the place where the two of you joined together became a fuzzily comfortable sensation. You thought he’d cry, make his sweet, pathetic noises while trying to convince you to let him have his way, but he’d managed a way around it, phasing through the punishment as if it wasn’t one in the first place. 

“You’re not supposed to be getting off on this.” 

If he does hear, he doesn’t respond, too busy preparing himself for the inevitable fall that he craves so badly. He starts to tense, head tilting back ever so slightly, body arching and growing taught as the pleasure mounted and overwhelmed him. His mouth is parted a bit, just enough for him to pant out hot puffs of air while he struggled to breathe properly, and it entices you, pulling you in until your breaths were mingled. You shouldn’t kiss him, really, not when you’re supposed to be disciplining him—it wouldn’t matter much now, seeing as this is barely a punishment any longer—so you don’t, but you stay close, leaning into his space. 

He whimpers a strained “’m g’nna come,” and you know that it’s too late to stop it. Pulling yourself off him would only push him there faster, the side of you slick and stimulating on his sensitive cock after being still for so long.  

Despite your plans being foiled, you’re a little awed. With just the sensation from him being inside you, no movement at all, he managed to reach his end easily; almost as easily as if he was fucking you normally. You’re still while you watch it, but decide to lift up a smidge so he can grind up while he works through his slowly built orgasm, letting him have these ending moments to move. As he rides out the waves, filling you to the brim with everything he had to give, you belatedly realize that that you’ve practically rewarded him, let him get away with exactly what he wasn’t supposed to do throughout this. He would never learn at this rate, with the way each punishment turning into a reward for him, a newly developed kink that’d be crossed off the list of potential ideas of acts that could work as a form of discipline.  

[yanderambling]

adrain with B, E, F, H, Q, U, X, and Y

ik its a lot and if there’s a limit pls do B, E, and Q

anyways love your work 😘😘 keep up the good work

yandere alphabet ~ Adrian

(masochist puppyboy!yan x bully!reader)

full alphabet here <3

Blood [How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?]:

Adrian has no real moral boundaries, and he obviously has a strong stomach for violence, so anyone in his immediate proximity besides you should be worried for their safety (they aren't, because there's nothing immediately threatening about him, but that's mostly what he relies on..) He tries to avoid a real mess when possible because he doesn’t want to be kept from you, but if he's fueled by a strong enough jealousy or anger, or god forbid he sees someone hurt you, there's no telling what he'll do in the heat of the moment (you probably wouldn't want to tell, if we're being honest)

Exposed [How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?]:

Adrian will lay every part of himself bare for you, mental and physical. He's open about his adoration for you, though he expresses it far more with his body than his words, and he finds it incredibly difficult to hide any of his feelings for you. So, if you want him to keep it down (ha) in front of others, you’ll have to promise him a very good reward. He enjoys being vulnerable with you physically, he loves the thrill of being completely at your mercy, so naturally he doesn't try to hide the emotions that come along with that (and naturally he wouldn't be upset if you scorned him for his pathetic displays of neediness...)

Quit [If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?]:

The idea of moving on would never even cross Adrian's mind, he'd be too busy trying to get close to you again. He would never leave you alone as long as he could physically (or digitally) reach you, no amount of verbal or bodily dissuasion will register as anything but affection to him <3. You could leave the country and go underground, hire private security or a hitman, but nothing short of a max cell and a military defense will stop him from turning up on your doorstep with a lolling tongue and a wagging, dirt-stained tail (even then, he'd give them a run for their money). Adrian has insane financial resources and absolutely zero morals, so you'd have to be pretty crafty to get him off your back, and it would still only work for so long- Adrian is loyal, like a good puppy should be!

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Can you do Dogboy Chiaki/General Chiaki hcs (both sfw and nsfw!!!) Mayhaps....

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character hcs with chiaki morisawa

sfw nsfw under read more

i had to make a header this is kinda fun might do thus more ofennbfyhhn....

sketch info: sex, just headcanons i guess!

SFW SECTION STARTS

chiaki morisawa is passionate, very passionate about things he likes, and he likes you! puppyboy chiaki would be way worse, too. He talks about you like you're a virus, in a positive way, of course, and he gets really touchy cause.. yknow? He's also a really big pda guy, holds your hand, kisses you, pets your head, and enjoys taking you out on dates n stuff... yeaaah.. there are no sad moments with this redhead or brunette.. i dont know what he is, but he is a great boyfriend!

this boy is a crybaby. it's horrible. whenever he's happy with you, tears, whenever youre sad, tears, whenever youre angry with anything, tears! its cute, and you can tell hes being sincere with it. chiakis spirit is so endearing and it encourages you, but your heart gets as heavy as a feather every time he looks at you when hes proud of anything. his eyes shine so bright, like stars!

Dogboy chiaki's tail is constantly wagging, no matter what. around you or the other group member, it's really funny cause when he hits his tail on other things, he jumps and is like, "What? huh?" and then keeps doing it, hes just so happy! and i know hes a smart guy, taking care of you and literally forcing you to look up to him. feels kinda... hot? idk lol, but when you flip it around on him and do things for him, Again. forcing HIM to look up to you, he feels so loved but so confused lol!!!

takes you on movie dates, goes to the park with you and stuff, its cute AND THEN HE POSTS THEM ON HIS SOCMEDS SOFT LAUNCHING YOU😭 and baseball games are a must with him, he introduces you to so much new stuff and its amazing AND THE INFO DUMPS ARE CRAZY.

but there are some times when his self-esteem gets low, and he NEEDS you there for him, He'll ask first, though, but he knows he doesn't need to. because you love him. reassure the sweet boy and kiss his forehead

i dont know what else to add im too focused on dmnd stream, sorry!

NSFW SECTION START...

Chiaki is definitely passionate, can't you tell? his eyes look like they've got fire in them when he looks at you, he will bite your lip every time you kiss, yes hes a loser, no hes not bad at sex.

While he fucks you, or if you roll that way, if you fuck him, he needs to be so close to you that neither of you can think. his smile is so charming while doing it, it feels like hes teasing you. speaking of teasing, i feel like he would rile you up on purpose, just to get a reaction of some sort out if you. pinching your nipples, nibbling at the shell of your ear.

and he has some embarrassing habits after sex, i feel he would say something stupid to lighten the mood, or end up talking to himself.

he overworks himself, and whos there to take care of him? you. somnophilia is also a yes with him. use him or have him use you, fuck him to sleep!

toys are one of the things he would use on you, or you would use on him very often. subby chiaki cries easily and cums so messily whenever you tease his cock. speaking of dick, haha.. his is thick and slightly longer than average n his balls are heavy, so full :v + hes uncircumcised.

puppy boy chiaki is even more enthusiastic about sex because he wants to make you feel good, yknow? He's uncontrollable, humping your thighs to get off while you're busy, making you suck him off even when you're busy, but i know he's doing his best. he holds your hand whether youre fucking him or hes fucking you, either way, hes still feeling good. tug at his tail n he's just gonna melt, chiaki gets submissive very quickly with you and jus wants to take care of you rather than you take care of him. he gives up easily though!

and im giving up right here, i gotta keep drawing enstars bodies

sorryyy im getting sleepy!!!

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hi! found your blog yesterday and just saw you were taking requests… i haven’t been able to stop thinking about your yuuji specially puppy yuuji. how do you think he’ll react to a reader who’s more of a cat person? is he all up in their space? sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong and playing it innocent? he’s such a good boy!

hi!! i love writing yuji, hes such a sweetheart 🩷 and especially puppyboy yuji!!!!

i think he honestly doesnt understand at first, doesn't get why you step back from him when he introduces himself, his head tilting and tail slowing down. he's a good boy! his owner tells him all the time!! so why did you just brush him off?

so he tries again, getting even closer and even trying to shuffle close enough so your hand rests on his head, because then surely, you'd pet him and realize your mistake. but then you put space between the two of you again and cross your arms across your chest so he can't try to get near your hands again.

it hurts his feelings and he definitely whines and pouts and looks between you and his owner with his big brown eyes until his owner says it's time to go. he'd ask what he did wrong because he must've done something wrong if you barely even looked at him! when he finds out its because you just aren't a big dog person, he wants to give you your space but he also wants you to like him.

when you eventually warm up to him, yuji is very much "give an inch, take a mile". you very carefully pat his head? he's leaning into you and rubbing against your body. you don't push him away when he gets near you? he's going to give you so many kisses, all sloppy from how wet his tongue is when he licks you. i think if you keep allowing it, he would definitely keep pushing it further and further.

yuji would find a way to get to your clothes or anything that smelled like you (he prefers your clothes, though), something inside him telling him to bury himself in your scent. you actually find him with one of your shirts covering his face, drool seeping through the thin material as he jerks off. he looks so dazed, panting and eyes half lidded with lust, he doesn't even try to apologize, really. he just says he couldn't help it, that he needs you.