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Essential Gear for Traveling with Pets: Your Guide to Safe and Comfortable Adventures

Traveling with pets can be an incredibly rewarding experience, allowing you to create unforgettable memories together. Whether you’re planning a weekend getaway or a cross-country road trip, ensuring your furry friend’s safety, comfort, and well-being should be a top priority. In this article, we’ll explore essential gear for pet travel, from safety harnesses to portable water bowls, to help make…

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Fourth Order of Business:

'Tips For Moving House.'

•Keep a stock of;

-White Vinear

-Washing detergent

-Washing powder

-Essential oils

-Cloths

-Scrubbers and scrubbing brushes

-Wet wipes/moist towelettes and cleaning products handy.

-Bandaids/Adhesive strips (for any boo boos)

-Painkillers

-Pain cream

-Heat packs

-Cold packs

-Cough lollies

-Cold and flu relief stuff etc. Keep a first aid kit/medicinal supply handy.

-Cheap mop with a good supply of disposable heads (For cleaning walls, windows and floors.)

-Cheap brooms, dust pans and brushes.

•Try having an air filter running nearby you while you're cleaning, or dusting. They may help filter through the worst of it.

•If you are running short on time and have to move house quickly- just pack everything- shove everything in boxes and go. Then you will have ample time to sort through and throw out what you need to throw out once you're at the new location.

•When cleaning the place you are moving out of; a vacuum cleaner with an extension part, or long hose is great for getting into hard to reach places, especially the top shelf of tall, built in cupboards.

•I personally found it really helpful to have either a show, movie, music, YouTube, or audiobook playing on my laptop while we packed and cleaned; this may be helpful to you too.

•If you can help it; keep a supply of non perishable foods stocked in your pantry like;

-Cooking oil, or just use butter if you can

-Pasta

-Rice

-Noodles

-Soup (Packet or canned)

-Baked beans/Canned beans

-Canned meals/stews

-Canned vegetables

-Pasta and other sauces

-Spreads ie. Jam, peanut butter etc.

-Salt, pepper,

-Sugar

-Flour

-Coffee & Tea

-Dried fruit for baking

Have some fruit on hand if you can, but don't stress if you can't.

And a Cooler/Esky for;

-Eggs

-Milk

-Butter

-Meat

-Cheese

-Chocolate

-Cat food/Dog food

-Ice

(Take it from me; if your fridge and freezer gets unplugged and taken away too soon in the moving rush, but you're still residing in that house and you still have a connected stove/oven this will save you.)

•Keep your meals filling and simple!

-A couple of cans of beef chillie with some pasta, pasta sauce, salt to taste and served with cheese? *Chef's kiss* (Also add some baked beans, or mixed beans, or canned corn to beef it up and it's delicious too!)

-Rice with a can of mixed veg, salt to taste, fried bacon, or any meat of your choice really and a jar of Cabonara sauce? Lovely!

-Several cans of beef and vegetable stew/soup, add a bit of extra salt, maybe some butter and add some flour to thicken it, or leave it as is with some buttered bread- Wonderful!

-Good old cold meat and salad wraps, or sandwiches.

-Simple pizza wraps with pasta sauce, bacon, cheese and what else you might have on hand to throw on them.

-Make a big batch of choc chip pancakes.

-Peanut butter and jam/jelly sandwiches are always a better option than nothing; especially if you've got little ones, or even teens to look after.

•If you want toasted bread, but the toaster has been packed and your oven toaster is broken; you can use your oven, but you have to watch it closely or it'll get too hard and it's not enjoyable- Or, if you kept a stove top fry pan around, use a bit of butter with the bread in the fry pan and there you go! Fried bread. It should also work great on a Barbeque too. You're welcome.👍

•Purchase a pack of those big disposable oven trays to have on hand if your kitchen is all packed up. (Full Credit to my Dad for this suggestion, really saved me so much trouble more than once! Thanks Dad!)

**If you wash/soak them in hot, soapy water immediately after use, they can be re-used a couple of times if the food isn't caked on too bad.**

•Disposable plates, knives, forks, cups, spoons and paper towel will also be your closest friends.

•Keep at least one sharp knife around.

•One big spoon, or scoop for serving- a spatula is an okay, versatile substitute for this as well.

•If you can get packs of disposable coffee cups, do so, but if not, keep a couple of mugs in the house; possibly even ones that you won't mind giving away after you're all moved out because let's face it; you'll already have enough stuff to sort through once you get to your new place.

(This will keep you a little more sane especially if you can't afford to buy coffees and all that. We still want to be able to enjoy life even during the craziness of moving because we aren't monsters.)

•If you are near any local secondhand stores and you have time; donate, donate, donate!

Donate;

-Extra toys that are no longer played with, or at least can be parted with.

- Books you don't use and don't mind giving away

-Extra bedding that you can do without.

-Extra clothing that hardly gets worn, doesn't fit,or you don't like anymore.

-Things you, or the kids have grown out of that aren't ruined.

-Extra kitchenware that isn't essential.

-Empty notebooks.

-Un-opened extra office supplies; as long as it's still in pretty good condition; donate it!

Or, if you don't have time to while you're moving; donate all extra, unwanted stuff to the nearest secondhand store/place asking for donations once you're settled into the new place.

•Keep mattresses (for as long as you can, if you can), air mattresses, camping mattresses and the like handy, even sleeping bags may be helpful.

•If you have a lot of old, broken furniture that you need to dispose of; if you have a hammer, especially a sledgehammer and a screwdriver, even a non electrical one will do; you can dismantle a lot of it yourself by just unscrewing and hammering a lot of the pieces a part.

•The wood can be mulched and thrown away in the garbage over time, or tossed into a skip bin. I would not recommend using the mulch on your garden, or burning the wood as they use a lot of chemicals and glues that can damage the lungs when they off-gas from being burned.

But yeah; turn on your favorite music that gets you pumped while you have fun smashing furniture into oblivion!

•If it has nails, use the back of a regular hammer to carefully pry them out if you can.

•Wear protective glasses to avoid flying wood chips!

•Wear yard gloves.

•Wear closed in shoes- Industrial/general Labourers Work boots highly recommended.

•Wear long sleeved shirt and long pants just as a precaution.

When Transporting pets:

•Cat carriers are great for transporting not just cats but other pets of smaller size as well.

For Cats;

•Place a drop of Lavender oil right in each corner of the cat/pet carrier.

•Place a small pile of dry food in the center of the carrier and place your kitty in it.

The Lavender helps calm them and the food keeps them happy/distracted for a time.

•Some cats are happy to just chill in the carrier while you drive; others find it easier to stay calm if the carrier is mostly covered with a towel or something of the like, making sure they can breathe of course.

•If you are travelling with dogs; lay a tarp down beneath them so if they vomit or have an accident, take them and the tarp out; hose 'em off, problem solved.

Traveling with kids and pets:

You/kids:

•Take ginger biscuits or ginger cubes for car sickness and a snack.

•Bring a nice smelling hand sanitizer- Trust me, this will save you after any kind of really gross, germy messes.

•Bring snacks, drinks and something fun for yourself and for the kids to do on the drive to the new place if it's a couple of hours or so away.

Well, that's all I have for you at the moment.

I hope these suggestions are helpful to you.

Remember;

You Are Not Alone.

Keep Your Chin Up.

Take Care.

& Walk Tall My Friends.

All The Best for Your Journey.

V. - The Woman in the Yellow Dress.

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12 Must-Have Pet Travel Essentials for Safe and Happy Adventures

12 Must-Have Pet Travel Essentials for Safe and Happy Adventures https://ift.tt/AY3i89I Traveling with your pet is an exciting adventure, but without proper planning, it can turn stressful—for both you and your furry friend. Whether you’re hitting the road for a weekend getaway or flying across the country, having the right pet travel essentials is key to a smooth experience. In this comprehensive guide, we’ll walk you through everything you need to ensure your pet’s safety, comfort, and happiness while on the move. Why Pet Travel Essentials Matter Pet travel essentials are more than just a checklist—they’re a commitment to your pet’s well-being. Pets are creatures of habit, and sudden changes in environment, routine, or comfort can lead to anxiety, illness, or even injury. Proper gear can make all the difference in how your pet copes with travel. 1. Secure Travel Carrier or Crate A high-quality, airline-approved pet carrier is a non-negotiable item. Look for carriers with ample ventilation, soft bedding, and a secure latch system. If you’re flying, make sure it complies with IATA standards. Tip: For road trips, a crash-tested pet crate provides maximum safety and minimizes distractions. 2. Adjustable Harness and Safety Leash Your regular leash might not cut it when you’re navigating busy airports, crowded rest stops, or new hiking trails. Invest in a durable harness that offers better control and evenly distributes pressure across your pet’s chest. Pair it with a reflective leash or one with a shock absorber if you expect sudden pulls. 3. Collapsible Food and Water Bowls Space-saving and lightweight, collapsible silicone bowls … Read the rest

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Jessica Monroe Has Released: 12 Must-Have Pet Travel Essentials for Safe and Happy Adventures

Jessica Monroe Has Released: 12 Must-Have Pet Travel Essentials for Safe and Happy Adventures https://ift.tt/HA85lZW Traveling with your pet is an exciting adventure, but without proper planning, it can turn stressful—for both you and your furry friend. Whether you’re hitting the road for a weekend getaway or flying across the country, having the right pet travel essentials is key to a smooth experience. In this comprehensive guide, we’ll walk you through everything you need to ensure your pet’s safety, comfort, and happiness while on the move. Why Pet Travel Essentials Matter Pet travel essentials are more than just a checklist—they’re a commitment to your pet’s well-being. Pets are creatures of habit, and sudden changes in environment, routine, or comfort can lead to anxiety, illness, or even injury. Proper gear can make all the difference in how your pet copes with travel. 1. Secure Travel Carrier or Crate A high-quality, airline-approved pet carrier is a non-negotiable item. Look for carriers with ample ventilation, soft bedding, and a secure latch system. If you’re flying, make sure it complies with IATA standards. Tip: For road trips, a crash-tested pet crate provides maximum safety and minimizes distractions. 2. Adjustable Harness and Safety Leash Your regular leash might not cut it when you’re navigating busy airports, crowded rest stops, or new hiking trails. Invest in a durable harness that offers better control and evenly distributes pressure across your pet’s chest. Pair it with a reflective leash or one with a shock absorber if you expect sudden pulls. 3. Collapsible Food and Water Bowls Space-saving and lightweight, collapsible silicone bowls … Read the rest

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The 12 Must-Have Items for Your Next Pet Road Trip

There’s nothing better than hitting the open road with your dog riding shotgun. But just like you wouldn’t leave home without packing your own gear, your pup deserves the same level of preparation. Having the right pet road trip essentials ensures your trip is smooth, safe, and fun for everyone—paws included.

Whether it’s your dog’s first trip or you’re a seasoned travel team, this checklist covers everything you need.

1. Travel Crate or Seatbelt Harness Safety comes first. Use a well-ventilated crate or a crash-tested seatbelt harness to keep your dog secure during the drive.

2. Collapsible Bowls Compact and easy to clean, collapsible bowls are perfect for giving your pup food and water on the go.

3. Water Supply Always bring more water than you think you'll need, especially in warmer climates or remote areas.

4. Food and Treats Stick to your dog’s regular food to avoid digestive upset. Pack portioned meals and a few travel-friendly treats.

5. Waste Bags A must-have for bathroom breaks. Keep a roll in the car, in your bag, and even clipped to your leash.

6. Leash and Harness Pack a sturdy leash and a harness your dog is used to wearing. Consider a backup just in case.

7. Dog Bed or Travel Mat Bring a familiar mat or bed to help your dog relax at hotels, campsites, or inside the car.

8. Toys or Chews Bring a favorite toy or long-lasting chew to reduce anxiety and boredom during long drives.

9. Towel and Wipes Useful for messy paws, wet fur, or quick cleanups. Microfiber towels take up less space and dry fast.

10. ID Tag and Microchip Info Make sure your pup’s tag is up to date with your current phone number. A microchip offers added security if they get lost.

11. Vaccination Records Some parks or accommodations may require proof of vaccinations. A digital copy works too.

12. First Aid Kit Pack basics like bandages, tweezers, antiseptic spray, and any medications your dog takes regularly.

More Travel Tips for Dog Owners

Want more helpful tips for hitting the road with your pup? Check out my previous post on 👉 7 Dog-Friendly Travel Tips Every Pet Owner Should Know

It covers how to prep, plan safe stops, and travel smart with your dog.

Final Thoughts

A successful pet road trip starts with preparation. These pet road trip essentials will help you avoid common issues and keep your dog healthy and happy throughout the adventure. The key is thinking ahead—pack with purpose, travel with care, and enjoy every moment of the journey.

If you’ve got a favorite item that’s saved your trip before, I’d love to hear it. Drop a comment or tag me in your dog-on-the-road photos!

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🌍 7 Dog-Friendly Road Trip Essentials You Should Never Forget

Traveling with your dog is one of life’s greatest joys. But packing for them? That’s where things can go sideways—fast. You can’t just toss in a leash and some treats and hope for the best.

After a few road trips of my own (with both wins and whoops moments), I’ve created a go-to list of travel essentials that every dog parent should have before hitting the road.

Here are the 7 items I never leave home without when traveling with my pup.

🐶 1. Collapsible Food and Water Bowls

Space-saving and super handy. These bowls fit in any bag, clean easily, and keep your dog hydrated during long drives or rest stops.

🛏️ 2. Travel Mat or Portable Bed

Dogs need rest too. Whether you’re crashing at a hotel or camping under the stars, giving your dog a familiar, soft space to sleep helps them settle down faster.

🐾 3. Seat Belt Harness or Crate

Safety first. A crash-tested seat belt harness or travel crate keeps your dog secure and prevents distractions. Plus, it gives your pet a sense of stability on winding roads.

🧳 4. Dedicated Dog Travel Bag

One bag. All the essentials. I pack food, poop bags, wipes, toys, and a blanket in a separate tote just for my dog. It keeps things organized and easy to grab.

🐕 5. Updated ID Tags and Microchip Info

You never expect to lose your dog—but on the road, anything can happen. Make sure ID tags are current and your microchip info is up to date, just in case.

�� 6. Clean-Up Supplies

Accidents happen. Always bring:

Biodegradable poop bags

Dog-safe wipes

A towel or blanket (multi-use for spills, naps, or clean-up)

🐕‍🦺 7. Comfort Items

Travel can be stressful for some dogs. Bring a favorite toy or something that smells like home. Familiar items reduce anxiety and make the trip more enjoyable.

✅ Bonus Tip: Don’t Overpack, But Don’t Underprepare

It’s a balance. You want to travel light but still have what you need. These 7 essentials are the core of every successful pet road trip—and I revisit this list before every drive.

🐾 Final Thoughts

Every trip is a learning experience, but packing smart can make a huge difference. With the right gear, you’ll spend less time worrying and more time enjoying the road together.

What’s in your dog’s travel bag? I’d love to hear what your essentials are—drop them in the comments or tag me in your next adventure post!

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If you're a boating lover with a pup who enjoys splashing around, you need to check out dog water ramps! These essential accessories make it super easy and safe for your furry friend to hop in and out of the water. Perfect for older dogs or those with mobility issues, these ramps feature non-slip surfaces and a gentle incline to help all breeds enjoy their time on the water.

After testing a range of options, here are my top picks:

POP Inflatable Dog Ramp - A portable solution that’s sturdy enough for big pups. Quick inflation and easy setup make it a winner.

PUP ON! Inflatable Dog Ramp - With its massive platform and bright colors, this ramp makes it easy for your dog to climb aboard safely.

Snagle Paw Inflatable Dog Ramp - A solid choice with a wide, stable design. It’s a breeze to store and perfect for those pool or beach days.

WARDIX Inflatable Dog Ramp - Lightweight and versatile, this ramp works like a charm at any water spot.

LUFFWELL XL Dog Water Ramp - Extra-large and stable, but keep an eye on durability. It’s great for bigger dogs but a bit bulkier to handle.

When choosing, think about your dog's size, ramp material, and how easy it is to set up and store. With the right ramp, your boating days will be filled with fun and safe adventures together!

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Safe Travel: Top Dog Seat Belts for Your Pup

When it comes to traveling with your furry friend, nothing is more important than their safety. That’s why investing in a reliable dog seat belt is a must for pet car safety. With so many options available, it can be overwhelming to choose the right one. But don’t worry, I’ve got you covered. In this article, I’ll introduce you to the top dog seat belts that will keep your pup secure and…

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The colonel's uniform

Caleb x female reader

Words: 5.1k (pls forgive me)

Content: reader has a thing for uniforms, a few dog metaphors to describe caleb, CMNF, slightly jealous caleb, mean-ish dom caleb, but also switchy/sub caleb, his hat used as a blindfold, evol used as restraints, some unserious roleplay, one instance of “attagirl”, gloves on while he teases you, pussy spanking!!, safe word check-ins, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), multiple orgasms

a/n: thank y'all for voting in my wip poll! this was inspired by his cafe dialogue when you say you prefer his hat from the fleet; the line is used verbatim (you’ll know it when you see it) Read on AO3

A few months ago, when Caleb had just come back into your life, you blamed your inexplicable feelings toward his new uniform on the fact that you wanted to see beneath all the layers. You were desperate to peel back the restricting outfit—only metaphorically, you convinced yourself—and see what secrets and hidden pain laid under it all.

But even after that feeling passed and you worked through your complicated emotions surrounding what Caleb had become, you were still left feeling…tense whenever you saw him in that damn uniform.

It takes you a few more weeks of inadvertently acting all flustered and shy around the colonel before you realize what your problem is. You notice it every time he tips his peaked cap down over his stormy eyes. Every time he adjusts the aiguillettes draped in front of his chest or runs a gloved hand down the length of his body to smooth out any wrinkles in the fabric.

Caleb in full Fleet regalia is your Kryptonite.

Even though you two have long since confessed feelings for each other, you keep this little secret to yourself. You master the art of subtlety. With stolen glances, you quietly admire the winged accents along the broad back of his coat and the way his gloves fit snugly on his long, slender fingers.

It’s easy to believe you might get away with your depraved thoughts and your silent, simmering obsession. Maybe Caleb will never find out how much you dream of grinding yourself on him without taking a shred of his clothing off.

That plan goes straight out the airlock when you let your guard down one evening.

You’re just visiting him in Skyhaven for the week. It’s about time for him to return home from work, and you anticipate the usual: Caleb half-changed already—his coat, gloves, and harness folded over his arm when he enters.

Instead, the sound of the door clicking open reveals the length of his coat, all his gear still carefully arranged on his tall body. You’re officially screwed.

After a long day at work, he somehow looks even more devastatingly handsome. The strained smile on your face twitches when he flops down onto the couch beside you, apparently too lazy to change out of his clothes just yet.

Work seems to have left him in the mood to rant. And really, you don’t mind listening to him vent. Even if he only mentions endless paperwork and frustratingly stupid mistakes from subordinates who should have known better. In fact, you cherish this moment.

There aren’t many opportunities for Caleb to share details about his work with you—always claiming confidentiality when you know he’s mostly doing it out of some twisted sense of protectiveness. So you’re grateful he’s confiding in you a bit right now, finally revealing what’s on his mind instead of keeping it close to his chest.

And you swear, you’re listening to him. You’re trying to.

But how can he expect you to pay attention to the words coming out of his mouth when he’s sitting so casually beside you in his slightly rumpled uniform?

It looks like the day wore him down. His tie hangs a bit loose around his neck, and the crisp lines that usually define his coat and pants have now softened into feathered creases. His colonel’s cap is thrown haphazardly on the coffee table in front of you, and you have half a mind to beg him to put it back on.

Your eyes travel the expanse of his chest, following the strap of his leather tactical harness before getting lost in the shiny insignia on his left breast. What would it look like if he proudly bore your mark instead of the Fleet’s?

“Helloooo,” Caleb says as he leans closer to you with an amused smile. “Ground control to Major Pip-squeak. Have you even been listening to me?”

Heat flares across your cheeks, embarrassment blooming as you blink like you’ve just snapped out of a trance. Hopefully he didn’t catch the exact direction your eyes had wandered—or magically guess the thoughts that went with them.

“Huh? Oh, yeah…yeah, I was listening,” you quickly reply, trying to hide the lie in your voice. “You were saying something about paperwork, right?”

“Pips, that was ten minutes ago.”

He sounds unimpressed, but you know he's not really upset you zoned out. There's only concern and curiosity on his face. The latter half is what you need to shut down quickly. It’s time to switch tactics.

“Oh, right. Silly me.” Your chuckle sounds less carefree and more nervous than you want it to. “Hey, shouldn't you change into something more comfortable? I’m sure that uniform is stifling, yeah?”

Shit, that sounded too suspicious.

You're about to backtrack, but Caleb catches on quickly.

“Y'know, you've been actin' real strange lately,” he says slowly.

He's not necessarily accusing you of anything, but his brows are furrowed in that way they always are when he thinks you're keeping things from him.

A thousand curses flood your panicked brain. Changing the topic made things worse, so now it’s time to act stupid.

“Hm? Strange?” Your voice cracks, but you soldier through it and hope he doesn’t notice. “Nope, nothing strange here.”

Throwing in a small shrug for good measure, you hope the casual act will somehow cover the way your entire body has gone rigid.

It’s not really surprising he sees right through it all.

His playfully narrowed eyes inspect you carefully as he leans in even closer. “No, you’ve definitely been acting weird,” Caleb argues. “And it's only when I'm wearing this uniform.”

He's hit the nail on the head, and you make it way too easy for him to see it. His knowing response is a simple chuckle, but it doesn't have its usual lighthearted lilt.

There’s a familiar, faraway look in his eyes now. You’ve noticed it more and more often, ever since you reunited with him. But you still haven’t figured out what it means.

When his gaze finally returns to you, his voice is eerily calm, but there’s a shine of unshed tears in his eyes. “Do I scare you when I'm dressed like this?”

The question catches you off guard, knocking the breath from your lungs. You two have had this conversation before. Caleb can be terrifying when he’s hyper-focused on certain things—like protecting you, whatever it takes. But fear is not at all what you’re feeling right now.

Scooting closer to him, you cup his face, desperate to erase that strange, sad look in his eyes. “No, that’s not it,” you say sternly. “You could never scare me, baby.” The first half of your statement is true, at least.

Even if he catches the slight hitch in your voice that gives you away, he seems to take you at your word. He breathes a sigh of relief and nuzzles into your hand, the tension dissipating from his body with your gentle touch.

For a second, you almost forget your previous embarrassment at where this conversation was headed. But Caleb’s mind is a steel trap when it comes to anything involving you—especially if he suspects you’re hiding things from him.

He lightly tugs your hips, carefully maneuvering you to straddle his lap. “Then what’s been bothering you?” he asks, his voice a soft whine. He’s pulling out all the stops to get you to confess, giving you those big puppy dog eyes of his and even pouting cutely. “C’mon, you know you can tell me anything.”

You want to deflect. Want to keep telling him nothing’s wrong, but the words never make it past your parted lips. Because now you’re on the colonel’s lap, and the heat of his body is searing through all those layers of fabric you’ve spent far too much time ogling.

Thought abandons you. All that exists is the coarse weave of his coat beneath your hands, the faint creak of leather as his harness shifts with each breath. There’s a sharp trace of gunpowder clinging to him, cut through by the familiar, grounding scent of the cologne you love.

And then you catch the way he looks up at you. So willing and ready to fix whatever is troubling you. It’s like all you have to do is snap your fingers, and he’ll heel like a good boy.

He’s the colonel of the goddamn Farspace Fleet, but you’re the one pulling his leash. That thought has arousal heightening in your body, its greedy chokehold so tight you can practically taste your own need.

Your breath shudders at the same time your self restraint cracks.

It’s instinct causing your fingers to curl slightly into the lapels of his coat. Worst of all, your hips roll. Just the slightest movement, subconscious and slow. But god, you feel it—the tiniest bit of friction.

Caleb feels it too.

He stills. One brow lifts ever so slightly.

“Pip-squeak…” His voice is a low warning that makes you want to keep testing him.

His hands settle at your waist, thumbs pressing into your sides not in restraint, but in silent acknowledgement. He doesn’t push you away, doesn’t scold you. He just waits, assuming you’re only trying to distract him from his earlier question.

But it's exhausting denying yourself what you've wanted for so long. It’s easier to just show him what you need with trembling hands.

You slide your pointer finger beneath one fold of his lapel and glide it down to the center of his chest. When you switch your attention to the metal tip of one aiguillette, you can’t help but tug experimentally, entranced gaze locked on your colonel’s large frame jolting a bit from the motion.

Now it’s clearer what you want. No more hiding from Caleb’s eyes as they darken with lust and amusement.

“Well…would you look at that?” he whispers to himself, realization dawning on his gorgeous face.

You feel the shift in his body. The way he draws in a shaky breath. The way his posture straightens like he’s readying himself to stand at attention. He grins, wide and wicked and entirely too pleased with himself.

“And here I thought you were just shy.” His voice drops further, low and teasing—like you’re back in college and Caleb is the big meanie who caught you looking at something naughty and wouldn't let you live it down. “Turns out you’ve been tryin’ not to pounce on me every time I wear this, haven’t you?”

That smug look on his face pisses you off. But your pussy loves it. He leans in, nose brushing your cheek while he waits for a reply you stubbornly don’t want to give him. 

It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it out loud, because Caleb’s observational skills are always sharp around you. You don’t need to use that pretty mouth to form words when he knows deep in his bones that he’s right.

He rocks his hips ever so slightly beneath you—just enough to make your breath stutter and your eyes flutter closed. There’s only a second of delicious friction before he’s ripping it all away from you with a chuckle.

A surprised yelp escapes you as he effortlessly lifts you from his lap only to toss you right back down onto the couch—so you're seated where he was a few seconds ago—legs parted just enough by the fall.

Not a second passes before he slips down to the floor in front of you, settling on his knees and pressing lazy kisses to your neck, over the thin fabric atop your chest, down the curve of your stomach. His hands rest heavily on your thighs as he leans in closer, trailing even lower with each kiss, until he’s fully nestled between your legs.

His affection is relentless—a steady, simmering thing that never quite lets up. Even now, with his lips brushing the waistband of your shorts, he can’t resist toying with you. The way he pauses there is deliberate, maddening.

Caleb has never been one to rush moments like this.

He eases your shorts down with aggravating leisure. The fabric kisses its way down your thighs, making you shiver. He keeps his eyes locked on you the entire time, watching your breath hitch and your hips shift restlessly under his touch.

The moment the shorts reach your knees, he dips his head and presses a single, reverent kiss just above the band of your panties. Then his hands shift, curling beneath your thighs. He lifts your hips just enough to slide your shorts down and off. The fabric falls to the floor, forgotten, while his gaze never leaves you.

Tugging on the hem of your shirt, he murmurs, “Take this off too.”

Where Caleb is all slow patience and eager to drag this out, you’re the exact opposite.

You don’t even think. There’s no hesitation in your limbs. No self-consciousness. Just an urgency that makes you tear the shirt over your head and toss it into some far-off corner.

Your chest rises and falls in a rush of breath, completely bare to him. The sight of your exposed skin has his jaw tensing and pupils dilating.

He always does this—looks at you like it’s his first time seeing you. You normally find it incredibly endearing. But right now, you nearly whine in impatience.

“Goddamn,” he mutters, not even trying to hide the way his gaze drinks you in.

But he doesn’t pounce yet. Instead, the cool leather of his gloves tickles your legs, stroking in slow, reverent passes that leave goosebumps in their wake.

One hand trails upward, pausing at the edge of your underwear. Then it dips just low enough to brush against the growing wet patch at the center—and he groans when your legs instinctively spread wider for him.

You’re burning beneath his stare, almost every part of you laid bare and aching for him. And he’s still fully clothed. But for once, you don’t want him to take a stitch off.

He hums in smug amusement and brings one thumb to press over the soaked spot on your underwear, rubbing a slow circle before gliding upward until he nudges your clit through the fabric.

“Is this what you wanted?” he asks, his voice laced with that perfect mix of tease and tenderness. “Is this really all because of what I’m wearing?”

The soft brush of lips against your thigh feels like a brand. Like he’s staking his claim on you before looking up again with a cocky tilt of his head.

“Do you like the colonel’s uniform,” he murmurs, "or the guy wearing it?"

Is he seriously jealous right now? If you weren't so high-strung with need, you’d laugh. Only Caleb could be jealous of his own damn clothes.

After all this tension and the way he drags out your pleasure at a torturous pace, you might as well let the green-eyed monster fester inside him.

You pretend to think it over with a quiet hum, as if his question requires careful deliberation.

His fingers still, and one brow arches in mock disapproval. But you see the smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth—he’s amused, even as he clings to the role of the cold colonel.

“You're cruel, baby,” he growls, pressing his thumb to your clit with firmer pressure. “If it's that hard to decide, maybe I should give you some private time alone with my uniform.” His voice is lower now. That usual trace of playfulness is gone. “But first…I think you need to be properly disciplined for keeping secrets from your commanding officer.”

He snatches his hat from the coffee table behind him before obscuring your field of vision with it, angling the brim so it’s half on your face and down low enough that you're plunged in darkness.

“Wha– ugh, Caleb!”

You reach for the brim, intending to yank it off so you can glare at him. But he stops you easily. Gravity tugs at your wrists until they're pinned loosely at your sides.

There’s a soft tut of disapproval, and then comes the sudden sting of your panties being snapped back against your wet heat.

“Don't move, soldier,” he warns smugly, as if you even could. “You're under the colonel's command now.”

The pressure of his Evol fades, but he clearly expects you to stay obedient. And for now, you do. You know better than to test him—at least, not yet.

Still, in case you forget, he reminds you with icy authority, “Insubordination will not be tolerated. Understand?”

This is unfair in so many ways. All you want is to see him, to touch him. But the hat, the rules, the aching need between your legs—it’s all too much.

You can only reply with a frustrated huff, and the sound soon melts into a whimper as he finally hooks his fingers in your panties and begins tugging them down your legs.

Once they’re off, there’s a deafening beat of silence before Caleb finally breaks it. “If you need me to stop, you know what to say, yeah?” His voice is gentle now, a jarring shift from the commanding edge it had a moment before.

You’re grateful for the check-in, but right now all you want is for him to keep going. You nod eagerly, but that doesn’t seem to be good enough for the colonel.

“Say it out loud, pip-squeak.”

“Apple juice,” you reply breathlessly, repeating the safe word you and Caleb have used in the past.

“Attagirl.” His praise curls around your spine like a hot wire, setting every nerve on edge.

You can’t see his face beneath the hat still shading your vision, but you can feel his eyes on you. You’re willing to bet they’re dark, hungry, focused entirely on what’s between your legs.

He proves you right with the slow, deliberate stroke of leather gliding up your inner thighs and brushing against your quivering heat. He’s touching you again, finally. But it’s frustratingly soft, every sensation dulled by the smooth barrier of his glove. The feather-light contact makes you twitch, hips rolling instinctively, desperate for more.

The chuckle that rumbles from his chest tells you he’s clearly pleased with how responsive you are. “You’re so wet for me already,” he murmurs, lazily dragging his fingers down your slit to collect your slick and smear it against your clit. “Bet you’ve been like this since the moment I walked through the door in this uniform.”

It’s addicting when Caleb gets like this—so drunk off the sight and feel of you that he can’t stop yapping about everything he wants to do to you. It’s as if touching you sets something loose in him that was hiding beneath the surface before. You try to bite back your moans, straining to hear every delicious word he spills against your skin.

More of your arousal gets captured between his fingers. You can hear it clearly with each obscene squelch from your cunt.

Caleb groans in appreciation of a sight only he can see. “You're makin’ such a mess for me, baby,” he says, voice rough with desire. “Maybe if you hadn't lied to me, you could have seen the way you’re soaking these gloves you seem to like so much.”

You can't stop yourself from huffing out a retort from beneath his hat. “But I didn't lie–”

Smack!

Your whole body jolts at the sudden, delicious sting of his palm landing hard against your swollen pussy. The seams along his gloved fingertips brush against your clit on the way down, and the sharp tingle of pain mixed with pleasure nearly unravels you. His name tears from your throat in a yelp, and he just laughs like this is the most amusing thing he’s ever seen.

But even though you can practically hear the sick smile on his face, he’s still Caleb, still careful. “Was that okay?” he asks, voice soft and grounding despite the burning heat between the apex of your thighs. “Do you need to use your safe word, baby?”

You shake your head fast, too desperate to want this to stop. Your clit throbs, greedy for more of that delicious sting. And your thighs tremble where they press around his kneeling body.

He gives you a moment anyway, even if you’re trembling with need instead of nerves. And then, finally, he strikes again.

The second smack is sharper, leaving a slightly more intense sting in its wake. Heat blooms across your pussy with startling clarity—and that’s when you realize he’s taken off his glove.

The next hit comes just as quick. His palm against your soaked, sensitive flesh makes your toes curl. With each spank, blood rushes to your clit, making your cunt slicker, hotter, and hungrier than before. It doesn’t take long for the pleasure to build during each frustrating pause when Caleb juxtaposes the pain with tight circles rubbed against your aching bundle of nerves.

The feeling soars higher and higher in the pit of your stomach…and then you anticipate the tension about to snap in a sudden rush.

It’s overwhelming and unstoppable all at once.

“Fuck, I’m going to–” is all you manage to cry out before his fingers are inside you. Two thick digits plunge deep into your pussy and curl hard against your g-spot like he knows you’re about to come undone before you can even warn him properly.

Your orgasm crashes over you so violently you convulse. Your thighs squeeze around his broad torso, the harsh fabric of his uniform lightly scraping your smooth skin like a possessive claim: you’re his to break apart, and his to hold together.

That familiar, magnetic pulse of his Evol clings to your body again. It keeps the hat firmly on your face and pins you down as your slick gushes around his rough fingers. There’s no escaping the intense pleasure he pulls from you.

You whimper through the aftershocks, mind spinning, body trembling. But even now—blissed out and soaking wet—your cunt still clenches helplessly around his fingers.

It was all too soon. Too fast. The sweet release you were craving just minutes ago now feels like a hollow ache, a need left open and begging to be filled.

“Calebbb,” you whine beneath the hat, too wrecked to deliver the scolding he deserves. “That…that was so mean!”

Condescension drips from his voice as he coos in reply, “Aww, poor little thing.” The mocking lilt of his words makes you throb on his fingers all over again.

Luckily for you, he’s nowhere near done yet. You've barely caught your breath and he's already moving his fingers again, sliding them in and out at a lazy pace while his other hand—still wrapped in cool leather—snakes up your trembling body to play with your pebbled nipples.

“Want me to kiss it better, sweetheart?” he asks before shifting closer and blowing a gentle stream of air right on your clit.

His mouth just hovers there for a few painstaking seconds, taking his sweet time in getting you all riled up again while you squeeze his fingers with your cunt.

When a fat glob of spit lands on your heated skin and drips down to meet his fingers, you struggle to keep your hands by your side like he demanded. The added lubrication only amplifies the sounds coming from your greedy pussy. It’s sucking his fingers deeper inside with loud squelches—and you’d be embarrassed if you weren’t busy getting your brain turned to pleasure-filled mush.

But Caleb doesn’t waste the opportunity to keep being a big meanie.

“Ohhh, listen to that,” he purrs through a satisfied groan. “She’s practically singin’ for me.”

That infuriatingly smug tone seems impossible for him to keep at bay. His fingers curl inside you with pinpoint precision, nudging your g-spot in a rhythm so calculated, so perfect, it has you twitching for him.

“At least this pretty cunt never keeps secrets from me.” The words are muttered so close to a growl that you can barely tell if you actually heard them or imagined them, lost beneath the growing sounds from between your thighs.

You’re going to lose your mind like this. You’re seconds away from being locked up in a padded room if he keeps this up without putting that sinful mouth of his where you need it most.

Clawing helplessly at the couch, your voice breaks with desperation. “Please, Caleb! Stop teasing me.”

Some merciful god above must take pity on you because finally, Caleb decides you’ve been punished enough.

His Evol yanks the hat off your flushed face and throws it to the other end of the couch. You’re relieved to be able to see him again, but slightly annoyed he’s not putting it back on himself. Your disappointment only lasts a second though, because the sight you’re greeted with nearly makes you come on the spot.

As soon as your gaze meets his, he smirks. And then his mouth descends upon your clit like a man possessed. His mouth latches on with zero hesitation, tongue flicking with terrifying accuracy. One deliberate stripe, then a harsh suck that rips his name from your throat in a breathless cry.

And all the while, he watches you.

Bliss is written all over his face, and he moans against your sloppy center like this is all he ever needs in his life. Caleb doesn’t just eat pussy to make you feel good. He eats it like he never wants to part from your glistening folds. And when he enjoys a meal, he makes a mess out of it.

With each curl of his fingers inside you, you’re dripping more of your arousal across his chin and down his damn wrist. And he is smearing it all back on your twitching pussy with a depraved moan, eager to make you feel more, so much more pleasure than you can imagine.

He only parts from your clit for a second to demand that you keep your eyes locked on him, no matter how good he’s making you feel. After all, your attention should be trained solely on him while he licks and sucks on your swollen clit. He wants to look into your eyes and pinpoint the exact moment you come because of him—and only him.

You’re so close to giving him what he wants, your hips jerking as you start to grind against his mouth and hands at a more feverish pace. He gets the hint immediately, moving faster to match the rhythm you desire.

Any control the colonel had a few minutes ago is gone. It’s washed clean from your wetness and from the way he melts into the soft, needy heat of your cunt. Now, all he can do is look up at you in worship while he whines a whole damn symphony against your flushed skin.

You try to hold out for him—god, you try—but your body’s already a trembling mess, wound so tight it only takes one more flick of his tongue to unravel you completely. Your second orgasm of the night tears through you with a cry of his name as your hips roll against his mouth in a final, desperate grind.

Caleb doesn’t let up.

He keeps curling his fingers, keeps moaning against your drenched pussy like he’s savoring every drop of your pleasure. The intensity leaves you shaking—mind hazy, body spent, nerves frayed in the best way.

By the time you slump back against the couch, sweaty and panting, he’s already surging up to steal a kiss from your lips. It’s all desperation and greed, his tongue curling past your lips to share the taste of you and swallow your sweet whimpers.

When he parts for air, you find yourself suddenly boneless in his arms as he lifts you like you weigh nothing at all. His Evol helps him along and caresses your skin as it ensures you don’t squirm in his hold.

You expect him to tease you about how wrecked you are—maybe even throw you right back onto the couch and start again. But instead, he carries you deeper into his home, feet moving with purpose.

It’s clear where he’s taking you without even needing to ask. Of course it's the bedroom. Of course he wants more. So do you.

There’s a beat of tense silence as he crosses the threshold, the anticipation burning in your veins. He could take you against the nearest wall, could push you into the mattress and ruin you completely, but he doesn’t. Not yet.

Caleb once told you he likes to take his time when he shows his affection. And he’s always stayed true to his word. But you’re still getting used to the way he drags out every moment of pleasure between the two of you.

When he finally sits down on the edge of the bed, he keeps you in his lap, cradled but not restrained. The pull of his Evol has faded now, but you don’t make any move to leave his arms. You simply shift to straddle him, legs settling on either side of his hips.

Even after your intense orgasms, you still want more. And it doesn’t take a genius to know he’s going to fuck you now.

You wait—for his hands, for his voice, for anything. But he leans back to lie on the soft bed. You watch in confusion as he folds his arms behind his head. And does absolutely nothing.

One blink. Two. He’s still just lying there.

“Well?” he drawls, voice low and unbearably smug. “You said you like my uniform so much. I’m givin’ you your alone time with it.”

Your breath catches at the implication. That cocky bastard.

Alright. Two can play at this game. You just need to persuade him with the gentle rock of your hips. It seems to work for a second, causing his cock to twitch beneath you. But he still doesn’t budge.

“Caleb,” you whine, “stop playing around.”

He only smiles wider at your plea, eyes sliding half-closed like making you squirm is better than any other pleasure you can provide.

Desperate to convince him to do something, you ask, “What happened to you barking out orders and calling all the shots, hm?”

Still not even a flinch from him.

“We both know you’re always the one in charge, baby,” he says so simply it makes your jaw tick in annoyance. “So go ahead. Use me.”

It seems he’s settling in for the show, arms folded behind his head as if he has all the time in the world.

This isn’t just him being a tease anymore. It’s a full surrender wrapped in a smirk.

And then he promises, “I’ll follow any orders you give me, Colonel Pip-squeak.” He knows you can’t pass that up.

The uniform you’ve been obsessed with is all yours now, but the man beneath it has always belonged to you. Maybe it’s time to remind him of that.

I'd like to give a big shoutout and HUGE thank you to @walleeli for beta reading this and giving me fantastic feedback And I'd like to thank my bff @sirianisrock for dealing with my usual antics, indecisiveness, and listening to me rant about this fic for days LOL ~ Creds: mdni banner by @/cafekitsune glove/apple dividers by @/thecutestgrotto

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"This portal will bring you back to your time safely."

The young teen, well kid in Dick's eyes said before them, pointing towards a green vortex. Dick felt relieved but also a twist in his gut. Time travel adventures always had their pro and cons. He was sure that they hadn't messed up anything, Damian wouldn't end up with a new hair cut this time, nor any of his brother. Hell Jason was even apparently cleaned out from some bad ectoplasm.

Yet...

They had spend some time here, fixing Ra's newest dumb idea to get Damian back on his side. They had bonded with this kid from the past. A young hero at the age of 14, barely older than Damian himself.

The kid had gotten tricked by Ra at first then they ended up in his time resolving the mess and bonding with this kid. Like really bonded with this kid. Like B starting to mentor the kid like he did all of them. Tim tinkering and engineering with him. Jason bantering and joking with the kid, even Damian bonded with him, thanks to one size changing ghost dog. Not to mention Dick bonded with the kid a lot too.

And it sucked in Dick's opinion. He glanced at his family, even if they all were in gear and wearing masks, he could see the small signs in the way they where holding themselves. The small indications, movements barely noticeable to anyone else.

Hell he could even see it in Bruce, the way the man tensed just a little bit. The small twitch of the man's lip, the little minuscule tilt. It was all there and only for the Batfamily to see.

Dick put on a smile, burying that twisted feeling in his gut.

Like they all did.

Like they all were forced to do.

He watched Tim make one last souvenir selfie. Well they all had one with the kid. Made at various points during their stay in this time. Even Damian sneaked making one using the excuse of wanting a selfie with that big green ghost dog.

"We will be on our way then kid." He tried sounding cheerful and by the smile the kid gave him, he was sure he hit the right tone of voice. "Don't be a stranger when we meet again."

He smiled still, knowing his family caught on to the fact that he said 'when' not 'if'.

Because it was obvious.

In their short time here, they all but officially, had adopted the kid into the family. Dick would joke that he kid would fit right in with them while they were here. Jason lamenting how Bruce had a type with kids. Bruce had had that minuscule uplift to his lip whenever they had joked around with the kid.

But again, this wasn't their time.

And that's why time travel sucked.

You make bonds, maybe even new family.

But they wouldn't be there when you are back in the time you belong.

But Dick was determined. When they stepped through that vortex, when he looked back at the kid waving to them. He knew what he had to do the moment they were back in their time.

He just hoped the kid would remember them, remember his words of not being a stranger.

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Ghost Haunters-DCxDP prompt

Danny has two YouTube channels about ghosts.

The first is the one he runs with his friends called "Ghost Haunters"

Each episode opens with them picking out a haunted sight and studying the history of the place and the ghost that haunts it. Then they stake out until night and do impromptu food reviews of local restaurants as well as sightseeing.

"Alright we are back at the Gilroy haunted house for the night. You know the drill Tuck is staying in the van to record and monitor the cameras we set up. He'll talk to us through the comms when he can and warn us if something appears. Sam is in charge of all the occult items like the Ouija board for when we want to get the ghosts attention. Val is on cleansing everything with the spiritual items and herbs."

"Actually it's my job to make sure that we don't die with my hunting gear."

"Val, I told you! Nothing that hurts the ghost. We won't to catch it not kill it. Only use the certified safe Fenton tools."

"Fine, fine. But if it does end up being too dangerous I'm shooting it."

"Anyways that leaves me the leader to do my job. I'm gonna punch it! It's my goal to fist-fight every ghost we meet. Tonight I'm going to coat my hands and salt and stone cold stunner this ghost."

The house rattled ominously.

"My challenge was accepted."

Yep, that was the show. Danny aggravates every ghost which leads to wild ghost hunts as the team has to survive the entire night until they manage to catch the ghost.

It was a well-known show and everyone watched the episodes, especially the ones with guests.

Then there was the other channel. It was hosted by Phantom as he travels around the ghost zone documenting the ghost beasts in a crocodile hunter style show.

"Take a look at this. A pack of Banshee wolves. They are hunting a chimera shade. They are natural enemies and it can take an entire pack to take down just one."

"Take a look at these ripe man eating mandrakes. I usually mix these with hexradish, stabbage cabbage and vilregret (vinaigrette) to make cold slaw."

"These Xolo dogs tend to wander in and out of the ghost realm. They make perfect pet for mortals but us ghosts have our own breeds."

Everyone is sure that the videos are not real but an amazing CGI TV show. It's fun ans creative and everyone plays along and rolplays that's it all real and make video suggestions for the future.

There is a part of the fandom that wants both channels to have a crossover but nothing has been confirmed.

Currently, the Wayne household is split on which show is better.