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astraymetronome · 4 months ago

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the idea of raccoon!Tommy taking a tiny and dunking the in water to wash them before nomming them is SO cute <33 I love it

Yeah! I love laundry bears! They're adorable and honestly shouldn't be seen as gross, at least in my opinion. I think it would be cute if a pred had a tell before they plan to nom someone. Even if it's just subconscious or something!

Tommy would probably do it all the time and, in my example I'ma use Tubbo, the tiny would be able to calm themselves or be like 'oh, okay-' basically it's a way to communicate without actual words- But I'm not gonna do that.

This is the fic I teased in the other ask-

ANGST FOR EVERYONE!

Anyhoo- here's this tiny treat of The Prime Duo ^^

It used to be a tiny treat. Instead it's a full course meal- aka: it's over 7000 words long

TW: Vore, Thoughts of Fatal Vore, Speciesism, instincts, and angst.

Tommy was quietly humming to himself as he went about working on an assignment for school. The 15 year old was frustrating himself over the fact this stupid essay was over something so simple and logical. The teen had chosen to take an agriculture class to learn more about farming so that he could understand Techno's love for it a little more.

The smell of dirt and grime had always been an immediate no for him but the fact he was being told to write an essay on the importance of washing fuckin' vegetables was getting on his nerves. Of course, you wash your veggies! You should wash everything you eat regardless of the type!

He didn't do it because of what people assumed, his classmates would tease him over dipping fuckin' chicken nuggets in water. Yeah, it made it soggy but he learned a lot about it when he did that. If it absorbs a lot and becomes super mushy, then it probably has been sitting out for at least two hours. If it doesn't absorb much then that tells him it's a perfect thing to eat! Plus it won't feel weird on his tongue or anything.

He had a secret feeling this essay was his teacher's way to show their distant for raccoons considering they'd done a lesson on farm pests and chose to focus on his kind. Yeah, raccoons do tend to go after sweet corn and cherries, both of which aren't viable in their area!

He found himself chitting to himself, flexing his hands in anger. Phil always doted over his little hand movements, calling them his grabby hands of anger, but all it was was his instincts wanting him to find something to burrow with and hide until he calmed down.

Tommy closed his laptop, cursing quietly before he proceeded to step out of his room and start heading downstairs. His tail swished in annoyance before a small sound reached his ears. They perked up as he turned to face it, seeing a familiar face sitting on the kitchen counter. He smiled at the sight of the borrower, happy to see someone he liked right now. He hid his hands, knowing he'd not be able to keep from picking them up if he tired.

"Dream, did dad leave out some Cheerios again?" He questioned, smiling as green eyes darted up to him. Dream was a borrower that had been living with them since Tommy was a little kid. The two of them knew each other well and often got into plenty of antics. Though, Tommy hasn't had a lot of time for him as of late.

"Yea- 'he o'd ma' did," The small man said, his mouth full of the sweet cereal. The teen rolled his eyes, knowing for a fact Dream had probably requested to have some set out considering the borrower's sweet tooth. He swallowed before continuing. "Said he has to work the closing shift." Tommy nodded as he listened. He held back a whine, having wanted his dad to curl up with him in the man's nest. It wasn't as good as his burrow but Tommy knew his dad couldn't fit inside it due to his wings so Phil's nest was the next best thing.

"That makes sense, the hospital tends to be busier in the winter."

"That's very true, can't let everyone die." Dream said earnestly. It was enough to confuse Tommy out of his bit of frustration, the teen's laugh filling the room as he giggled.

"I'm sure Momma won't be too mad about the few he takes back." He said with a gentle sigh. Tommy's tail swishing behind him as he happily let a chitter build in his throat.

He was smiling as he proceeded to place his head on the counter, ignoring how the cold marble felt against his chin. He was near Dream, watching as the borrower munched on the cereal. It took a moment before Dream pushed three of the wheat based rings towards him. Tommy let his nose twitch, sniffing them before he proceeded to quietly stick his tongue out.

He let them stick to his tongue before pulling it back into his mouth, quietly chewing them before he gave an eye roll. "You don't need to share it with me." He said fondly, not noticing the slight discomfort on Dream's face at his action.

"You're clearly in a bad mood Toms." The borrower said, the man's mouse-like tail swishing and wrapping around Tommy's finger on top of the slight discomfort in his voice. "Come on kid, you can talk to me. If we need to curl up in your burrow we can." Dream said calmly, quickly hiding the sound of his nerves. The teen found himself scooping him up in a second. He made sure to hold the man carefully, a purr leaving his throat as he walked towards the stairs and back up to his room.

"Someone's an eager beaver." Dream said with a chuckle, laying against Tommy's thumb as he was carefully brought upstairs. He took a few moments to get up to Tommy's room before they both were sitting in front of his borrow. Tommy's bed was around 2 and a half feet above the ground, the space under it being packed full of blankets and pillows.

He held the borrower by his shirt, using his teeth, as he carefully crawled his way into the plush space. His tail wished as he gave a purr and quietly curled into the space. The moment Tommy was on his back he let go of Dream and gently held the blonde borrower to his chest.

Tommy nuzzled at the man with a soft purr, immediately relaxing a little bit as he held his friend before he moved to just let him lay on his neck. Tommy would probably be more controlling over where he lets Dream lay if he was deeper into his instincts but it was mostly surface level. He felt the borrower move, resting just under his Adams apple as the small man spoke.

"So what's got your fur ruffled?" He asked calmly, no blame or accusing in his tone. Tommy liked being around Dream, the borrower never treated him like an animal or like a baby. His tail swished as they sat in the warmth of his burrow.

"It's my stupid teacher, I'm pretty sure he's being a dick about the fact I'm a raccoon hybrid." Tommy mumbled as he proceeded to quietly lay on his back. He had one hand on his collar bone, feeling Dream's tail wrap around his pinkie finger before he continued. "He keeps making these sly comments about vermin. I understand that, because it's an agriculture class, but it's directed at me. Even Purpled feels like it's insinuating he doesn't like me."

Tommy was a little angry but the tapping on his chin was enough to get him out of it. He leaned his head to the side, letting Dream crawl up his jaw and onto his cheek. The borrower sat before speaking. "Tommy, if it's something you're genuinely getting upset about you should tell your dad or Techno."

Tommy held back the urge to shake his head, instead just humming as he spoke up. "I can't. It's childish to get my dad involved, and if I tell Techno it'll cause some unnecessary drama since Mr. Squid and him are friends." He mumbled a bit before bringing a hand up to hold Dream against his face, nuzzling him for a moment before his nose was tapped.

Tommy pulled away as the little voice spoke. "Well, how about I go with you tomorrow? I'll be able to tell you if it's actually targeting comments or not." He let his blue eyes drift over to the small form in his hands, looking unsure before Dream continued. "If not it's fine, but if you don't choose who to tell I'll tell Techno myself."

Tommy gave a loud groan at the comment, immediately tucking the borrower against his chest, feeling the small thing laugh, able to hear the quiet chuckle that escaped him.

"Fine, you can come with me tomorrow, but you're staying hidden in my hoodie all day." He said quickly. Tommy was well aware his family was considered oddballs. It wasn't like anyone knew they had a friendly relationship with borrowers but most of his peers thought his family was strange due to the immense amount of hybrids types.

Dream had curled back under his Adam's apple, the flicking of his tail almost ticking the giant teen as the small man spoke. "Deal. Now get a bit of a nap. I'm sure Techno will know where to find you for dinner." The blonde borrower said calmly, gently tapping Tommy's chin before they both settled down for a bit.

Tomorrow will be fine, right?..

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Tommy could feel himself sweating and he had the insight to know Dream was in the same boat of panic. He had the borrower hidden in his hoodie pocket with his phone and the raccoon couldn't help but be nervous that Phil would notice something was wrong. They'd never let him take a borrower to school if they knew about this and he'd probably get in trouble when he got home if they found out about the fact he brought Dream with him.

The teen grabbed a slice of toast from the table, taking a bite to show he planned to eat it before he slipped his school bag back over his shoulders. He plans to let Dream have as much of it as he wants after they were at least a block or so from the house. He called out a goodbye to Phil, knowing Techno was already on campus.

Tommy relaxed as they got far enough away before he took another bite of the buttered toast and then sat down in the little backway he took to get to school. He placed his hand in his pocket, carefully letting his palm lay flat until he felt small hands grab his fingers and a weight settle on his palm.

"Finally! I forgot how stuffy and loud pockets could be!" The blonde said quickly. It broke a laugh for the teenager, smiling at the release of tension Dream brought with the little comment. He settled the borrower onto his thigh before holding out a bit of the slice of toast. The tiny man eagerly snatched a piece of it, eating at it like a starving animal. Tommy found himself rolling his eyes as he spoke.

"You're not that desperate for food."

"So what! You guys haven't had toast in a while and I love it!"

Tommy groaned before he leaned back, still watching the borrower as he spoke. "Today is gonna take forever-"

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The day had been going well so far, at least as far as Dream could tell. Tommy had been talking with all his friends and they didn't get caught in Techno's class either! It was a great day! The borrower had to admit he snuck a few peaks from he sides of his hiding place, knowing full well that he risked being seen or worse, grabbed. Regardless, he wanted to help Tommy in any way he could considering he's watched the kid grow up.

He could sense the kid's nerves as the last class of his day began to grow closer. He recognized that Tommy was very uncomfortable, the teen fidgeting on top of everything he could hear. The borrower was used to picking up noises humans couldn't considering he was so much smaller which meant quiet noises often seemed a lot bigger and more imposing for him. He could hear the raccoon's heartbeat, able to recognize the distant and uncomfortable sound. He could also make out Tommy's stomach, he was very used to the sounds but he could tell the difference between hunger and discomfort.

Being this close to a human, let alone a hybrid human, would make a normal borrower scream and panic even being caught inside something a human was holding, let alone in one's hand. He was used to being near them at this point, Tommy loved to carry him around all the time when he was a tot and Dream was only 8. Now the two of them were 15 and 20 years old, and the bond of being pseudo-brothers had turned real after a while.

He was used to human touch and it wasn't something he wanted to give up, the Crafts were his family and he had no reason to think of them otherwise. None of them saw him as a meal or some toy to throw away. He offered to help Tommy figure out what his teacher was doing because, despite the assumptions, Dream was actually very good at understanding emotions and words but, right now, he couldn't understand anything.

The entire classroom was full of sounds, speaking, squeaking, and thudding. Tommy had his hand around him, thumb rubbing his back as the teen seemed to be laying his head down on his desk, using his free arm to cradle his head. Dream was happy with having a comfortable touch with how loud everything was, he burrowed his head into the teen's palm, carefully trying to hide before everything went quiet.

Tommy removed his hand from his pocket and he listened to the kid's panicked heartbeat pick up before he went ahead and tapped the boy's abdomen through the fabrics to try to remind him he wasn't alone. He listened as the boy sighed and the class started up.

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"Alright, class! Don't forget that your essays are due tomorrow. Don't forget that if you add things from this lecture to it, I will give out extra points." Mr. Squid said simply before he went ahead and began a lecture on pesticides. It was pretty boring if Tommy was honest, unable to focus on anything considering that he'd learned about this from late-night lessons with Techno. When he couldn't sleep, he'd find himself in his big brother's room, listening to him plan lessons or ramble on about something he was currently hyperfictioning on.

Tommy has listened to his brother talk about natural and chemical-based pesticides for hours and never once did the man make him feel as though he deserved to be on the other side of these kinds of things. He knew full well his brother never used chemical pesticides unless absolutely necessary and, when he did, he would always inform those in the house. He knows the reason Techno talks about it is because Tommy had a bad habit of snagging plants from the vegetable garden before they were finished growing when he was in middle school.

The teen had noticed a small section added the next year that his big brother took care of but always made sure he never used things on it without informing Tommy first, he'd 99% sure it was added just for him but... He hasn't really messed with it as of late.

Well... not since this school year started.

Tommy used to giggle like a menace when he was caught pulling a carrot from the garden, and Techno would call him a little vermin! It hadn't ever been in a way that made him feel bad, but after he started classes with Mr. Squid, he hadn't been able to handle being called anything similar to a pest. His eyes drifted from his paper, and he saw that his teacher was scribbling down key points for the lesson.

The teen turned his attention to the small weight in his hoodie pocket, carefully placing his non-dominate hand into the fabric tube before he rubbed at Dream's back, able to feel as the tiny purred and nuzzled closer to his touch. He let his free hand start to take his notes, enveloping himself in the pattern of glancing up and down, up and down, until a hand on his shoulder grabbed him out of it.

"Mr. Innit-Craft, I've called your name 5 times now. You need to pay more attention." Mr. Squid said sternly. His touch wasn't hurting or anything but Tommy really didn't like being touched by people, it was a part of his raccoon instincts, not enjoying contact with people outside his nursery. His blue eyes drifted towards the man's face, swallowing nervously before his teacher continued. "Regardless, can you tell me what pesticides do when consumed since you seem more interested in your drawings than my lesson?"

Tommy lifted his gaze, back to the board seeing a collection of questions that hadn't been there just five minutes ago. He gave a nod before speaking up.

"Well, if people were to eat too much of it, it will-"

"No, Mr. Innit-Craft, what happens to a critter that eats it."

Tommy felt his heart sink for a moment, taking note of how Dream had gone still in his pocket before he opened his mouth. The teen was at a lost for words before he gave a small smile. "Well..." He started, his words lowering to a whisper as his tail curled into his lap, hiding the pocket of his hoodie and, in turn, the borrower inside.

"I'm not running a seminar, Thomas. Speak up for the class to hear." The man said as he stood up straight and began to walk to the front of the room. "I better be able to hear you this time."

Tommy could feel his heart pounding in his ears as he got to his feet. His eyes drifted over his peers, taking in the sight of normal humans and a wide range of animal hybrids. Not a single other 'scavenger' type animal among the groups in the room. The raccoon hybrid took a deep breath, his ears flicking to each little sound in the room.

"Like with people, if an animal were to eat too much of the contaminated crops they'd probably-"

"Give us an example."

"W-what?.." Tommy found himself saying.

"An example. Like rats, possums, or even... raccoons." Mr. Squid said causing Tommy to freeze up. He looked down at his feet before he spoke up again, able to feel the concerned taps against his fingers by the borrower still tucked away in his pocket. His heartbeat was filling his ears and he couldn't help the shaking of his voice as he spoke, not really paying attention to his words as he droned them out.

"If a raccoon were to eat contaminated crops... depending on how much they've eaten they'd suffer from mild sickness, chronic poisoning, nervous system collapse, liver and kidney failure, or even death." The teen said simply before he looked up and made eye contact with his teacher. There was this sick sense of joy in the man's eyes, enough that Tommy knew he really was trying to make Tommy feel bad. His ears began to flatten back at the soft snickers of his classmates before he began to shove things into his bag.

Tommy couldn't stomach another second in the classroom...

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Dream felt his stomach sink when Tommy rushed from the classroom. He could hear the teen's erratic heart rate and his panicked breathing, knowing all Tommy would want to do right now would be shifting his body into the shape of a raccoon and hiding in the closest thing to a burrow. He didn't expect Tommy to duck into a side room. Tommy was quiet other than the panicking breaths and the soft hiccups he could pick up,

The borrower took this as a sign they were alone as he peered his head out of the hoodie pocket, looking up to see Tommy's face. The boy's face was red, a mix of anger, sadness, and fear dressing his expression. He blinked a little as a tear fell on the top of his head, causing Dream to take his eyes off the sheen appearance of his little brother's face. He shook his head, trying to ignore the feeling of liquid dripping down the back of his neck.

"Tommy?... Maybe we should go to Techno's classroom." He said calmly, glancing around to see that they were tucked into a corner in a bathroom. He yelped as a hand scooped him up by the front, laying on his belly as he was draped over the interdigital part of Tommy's palm. He didn't expect to be held like this since, normally, the teen was very careful with how he handled him.

The boy's hold was firm but still soft enough to not cause him any pain as he glanced up, squirming to get a better look at the raccoon teenager. He pushed his hands against the pads on his hands, able to feel the soft yet textured sensation of Tommy's paw pads as he was quickly lifted. His eyes drifted from the boy's face, now watching the mirror they were standing in front of. The sound of rushing water grabbed his attention as he looked down.

"Tommy? What's going on, talk to me, kid!" He said quickly, not understanding why his little brother wasn't saying anything or doing much of anything he could think about. He looked up, taking in the glazed-over look in the raccoon's eyes on top of how narrow his pupils seemed to be.

He'd seen this before, most of the time whenever Tommy was curled up in his burrow or Phil's nest after a really bad day. 'Okay, Tommy's just really freaked out. Everything will be fine, I just need to get him to Techno or find a way to convince him to call-' Dream's thought process was quickly interrupted by the fact his head was drenched in water. He went to take a breath in his panic, only to suddenly take liquid into his lungs instead of water. Panic flooded him just as much as the cold fluid drenched his clothes. It felt like an hour of being submerged before the hissing of the faucet stopped and he coughed harshly, forcing water up and out of his lungs as his chest burned.

Dream greedily gulped air down, panicking now that he looked like a soaked rat, and looked toward his little brother before he froze. Tommy's gaze was still glazed over but it had a hint of valuation behind it. He didn't understand the way he was being looked at, but his instincts were screaming that something was really, really wrong. He needed to get Tommy to put him down, or he needed a way to get into contact with Technoblade.

"Tommy!" He called out before shaking as he shivered, of course, the cold was already getting to him. "Tommy?" He continued as he was lifted upwards, faster than he'd like to experience at his small size. His eyes widened as he took in the look on the teen's face. It was closer than he had been of his own fruition. His instincts screamed in fear as he squirmed and tried to dig his fingernails into the teen's palms, not managing to do much of anything as his lips parted in front of him.

Dream's heart fell into his stomach as he watched the boy's mouth open, seeing deep reds and pinks that decorated each muscle inside. He couldn't do anything, being forced to stare into the chasm as warm breath washed over his face. The moisture he could feel inside each exhale didn't need explaining since the sheen that covered everything made it rather clear why. He could see the light scaring in the very back, able to recognize where his tonsils used to be. "Tommy!" He yelled, unable to use his hands to brace himself due to the fact his hands were pinned.

He was shaking as his body was forced closer and began to enter the kid's mouth, he couldn't believe Tommy would do something like this! He's always been such a sweet kid who didn't mind the fears borrowers held, he understood that they had natural fears and never even considered pushing those boundaries, and yet here he was, his upper body sprawled across the teen's tongue as his legs kicked in fear. He could hear his heart in his ears and his breathing seemed to echo across the space as he squirmed before his hand slipped across one of Tommy's teeth. He didn't hesitate to yelp as pain shot through his palm, his hand suddenly feeling more wet despite the saliva and water that was soaking him.

The hum that sounded out around him as the nosy muscle pressed into his wound, now frightened him more than anything else was at the moment. He looked over his shoulder, taking a shuttering breath as he took in the sight of white, clean teeth, strong enough to break him in two if Tommy so desired. He felt dread, anger, and sadness all at the same time as he was pushed and prodded.

"Tommy! Let me out! Please, Toms, stop this!" He yelled out as the tongue pressed him up and against the roof, a loud gulp sounding out as saliva was pulled down the throat. The sight caused him to freeze, watching the liquid go down told him he wouldn't be getting out of this. He yelled, trying to push the roof of his mouth to have an attempt at keeping himself from being swallowed, but it didn't work. An eager push made him lose his hold before an ill-timed movement caused his head to dangle over the end of his tongue. Dream was no longer on his stomach, the borrower had managed to get to his back as he took in shuttering frightened breaths that turned into screams as the throat pulled him inside. The gulp brought him into a slick space, no longer able to get any form of grip before a second one pushed him down further, the movement not stopping as he slipped away.

His eyes were tightly closed as the sound of a heartbeat began to fill his ears, getting louder and louder as he sobbed out of fear and anguish. He never imagined he'd be dying inside his little brother's stomach. The soft wooshing of lungs had joined the fray but the heart had died down, softer than before but still present as his hand touched something thicker and seemed to block him off, only to have it yawn open, depositing him into a resting chamber.

The walls around him were uncomfortable, shifting curiously to try and feel him. Dream was quick to try and get to his feet, his head hitting the top of the stomach and causing him to slip back onto his back. He was scared to he in here, glancing around with hesitancy before he ended up noticing that he was sitting in a pool of liquid. The sensation on his skin wasn't one of burning, but he swore that it was! There was no other option other than that he was sitting in a pool of stomach acids.

The borrower found himself curled up against the wall that gave him the most amount of leniency. He covered his ears, not wanting to listen to the sounds around him. The thudding of a heart, the wooshing of lungs, but... most currently, the sound of gurgles and groaning that seemed to surround him but it was mostly coming from his right. He didn't want to die... let alone in the stomach of someone he saw as a brother.

He wasn't even thinking about the fact Tommy had eaten only an hour or two ago, yet nothing else was in here.

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Techno was pretty used to his own silence. He enjoyed it when his students were in the classroom and learning but his free period was the best. He could read through the mix of essays and assignments without disruption or anything similar and focus on his own priorities without students bothering him every 5 minutes. He was in the middle of reading through a pretty good essay on, The God of That Summer when his eyes noticed a person standing in his doorway.

The man sighed as he pulled his glasses off and placed them down on his desk, finally turning to face the person as he spoke. "Can I help-" He started before pausing as he took in the sight of his little brother. Tommy's eyes were red and swollen, tear tracks still gracing his face as the teen made his way towards him. Techno got to his feet as Tommy approached before the man met him halfway. He could barely see the blue of the raccoon's eyes, telling him enough he understood what he needed to do. The piglin scooped his runt up, gently holding Tommy close as he closed the door to his classroom with his foot and quietly made his way back to his desk.

The piglin didn't take his hand off Tommy's back, gently rubbing between his shoulders as he carefully held him. "Hey Toms... You're pretty out of it kiddo." He found himself whispering. He would have assumed this was just an instinct rush if Tommy was purring, but the kit was doing none of the sort. The teen was trembling, his tail wrapped around his abdomen and his hands tight enveloping his shirt. His eyes drifted to the backpack by the door to his room, and he leaned back at his desk as he let his mind wonder to where his little brother was supposed to be.

He sighed as he pushed it aside, for now, he'll talk to Simmon later, Tommy was his priority.

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Tommy blinked his eyes open and found himself curled up in the living room. His head was against something warm, and he heard the beating of a heart and soft, gruff purring that he recognized as belonging to his older brother. The teen felt his face flush red as he quickly moved to sit up, swinging his head up before a faint squeal left the person he was sitting on as his head hit something.

The teen looked forward, blinking as he took in the sight of Techno's head leaning back, the man's chin already turning a shade of red from where he'd head-butted him. "Shit- Sorry!" Tommy said quickly as he reached up to feel his brother's face, carefully nuzzling the piglin's chin to try and negate the hit despite knowing there was no real point in doing that.

Techno quickly pushed him away, "Stop it, I do not need your little kisses, Tommy." The man said simply, a fond laugh dancing on his voice.

"THEY-" Tommy started to raise his voice before he shoved it back down and cleared his throat, embarrassment spreading across his face. "They're not little kisses..." He grumbled. He didn't like it when they called his instincts cute little names like that but the stupid thing had stuck since he was a toddler.

The pink-haired man simply laughed for a moment before he calmed himself, cleared his throat, and spoke up: his face and voice seeming more serious.

"Tommy... Why did you run out of Squids' class?" The man asked simply.

The raccoon hybrid felt his ears lay back, looking up at him hesitantly before he fidgeted and gently picked at his hands. "Oh... um..." Tommy whispered, looking unsure as he glanced over his shoulder and placed his hands in his hoodie pocket.

The lack of a small form in the fabric sleeve made panic swell in his chest. Dream should still be in his pocket unless the blonde snuck out after they got home and that made no sense. The borrower would have immediately told Techno what happened and stayed to make sure everything was fine before he'd even consider running off to hide in the safety of the walls.

Tommy gave a nervous swallow before he glanced up and opened his mouth, "Mr. Squid... I don't think he likes me very much." He said calmly. There was no way he was going to get around this.

"Simmons not liking you is not gonna cause you to come to my classroom in the middle of a Panic-induced instinct attack, Tommy. What really happened?" The man said plainly, without any judgment or anger in his voice. Techno wasn't blaming Tommy despite how it sounded, he was just trying to make sure Tommy was honest and told him what he needed to know.

A whine left the raccoon-hybrid before he glanced over his shoulder and spoke up, not wanting to look his big brother in the eyes as he spoke. "He keeps singling me out... He makes me answer all the questions on pests and vermin..." Tommy mumbled as he let his gaze drift down to his lap, his hands having began to fidget at the ends of Techno's braid. "He made me tell the class about the side effects pesticides and poisons have on animals, specifically... raccoons."

Tommy kept quiet after he finished his sentence, his eyes not leaving his hands as he carefully messed with the end of the piglin's braid, he'd redo it if he had any gold beads or clamps to add to the intertwined hair but he didn't so there wasn't much of a point. It took a moment before his brother's big and callused hands gently cupped around his little ones, rubbing the back of the dorsal side of his hands.

"Shit, Toms... Why didn't you say something sooner?" The history teacher questioned as he leaned forward, placing their foreheads together as he gave a soft chuff. Tommy relaxed at the familiar position and sound, his mind able to relax at the piglin's sign of affection and care.

"I thought I was overreacting."

Technoblade sighed in response to that. "Either way, I could have talked to him and helped clear up the misunderstanding."

"I know..." He said softly before a soft movement in his abdomen caught him off guard. Tommy managed to not make a noise at the sensation, able to recognize the familiar weight of something sitting in his storage. He didn't fully understand it, he didn't remember eating anything, especially an asshole borrower or some kind of mouse, but he could worry about that later.

"Now," Shit... he missed everything Techno was saying. "You head upstairs and curl in your burrow till Dad gets home. I know for a fact he's gonna want you in the nest tonight." The piglin said simply as he picked the raccoon up and carefully placed the teen onto the floor. Tommy glared, trying to play off his lack of listening as his big brother began to head down the hallway, no doubt heading to the backyard to call someone, Tommy had a feeling he could guess who...

The teen groaned as he flopped onto his bed, toeing his shoes off as he hid his face in his pillow. The hybrid was annoyed that this day had gone so horribly. He could feel the soft weight shifting in his abdomen, quiet growls leaving his actual stomach as clawed hands dug into the walls of his storage. He needed to move whatever it was to his actual stomach before he had to deal with a sore organ for a few day.

The teen wasn't super used to this, pulling the squirming form up and out of his storage. He didn't like having to take them back up into his mouth, but it was something every human could do so it wasn't weird, before swiftly swallowing the form's body. Having half of a borrower in your throat and the other half in your mouth wasn't the best experience considering they're decently long, but this one was bigger than he was used to.

Tommy coughed a little as the form disappeared into his chest for a second time, no doubt less happy this time compared to the first. He didn't seem to mind at least, pulling himself out of bed to change into something more comfortable as his stomach gurgled, filling the tiny space with a squirming meal. He couldn't help the chittering purr that built in his throat, the more animalistic side of his brain enjoying the stimulation and sensation of something in his belly.

Either way, he didn't want to be himself right now. Letting his instincts take the reigns sounds nice as he crawls into his nest...

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Dream had come to the idea that he was safe where he was. He'd been in here for a solid hour or so now and the saliva at the bottom had disappeared at this point. The walls were plush and slick but they didn't really move around him all that much, just reacting to his own touch from the looks of it and the sounds had died down a bit, mostly just being a gentle bubbling that had gotten quieter and seemed to grow further away.

He felt uncomfortable still, not entirely sure what was going on, whatever rush had caused Tommy to do this was still active so it wasn't like the two of them could have a proper conversation. The borrower had almost managed to doze off at the sound of Tommy's and, he's assuming Techno's, purring. He wouldn't normally like to get himself into their more sensitive moments since he wasn't an actual member of their family but it felt nice to be included for once even if neither of them was, at least not fully, aware of him at the moment.

He'd listened quietly as the two of them began to talk, pride swelling in his chest as Tommy told someone about the bad attitude that Mr. Squid had been showing. He shifted his weight, leaning forward to rub the wall he leaned against only to be squeezed. He released a soft yelp, not expecting it as his tail flicked around in annoyance.

He'd have to scold Tommy later, this may be a good place to hide him but that didn't mean he enjoyed being eaten and kept in a flesh sack. He felt as the teen moved around, smiling that his little brother was heading to his room. The soft sway of his movements was actually more than gentle. It made him sleepy but the borrower assumed it was his own instincts trying to trick him into feeling like it was a nest. It wasn't so he didn't want to stay in here much longer.

His peace was quickly interrupted by a growl, feeling the muscles against his back twitch as the rumbling sensation went down his spine. Dream physically cringed away from it, slipping to the other side of the stomach- He couldn't forget that he was laying in someone's stomach. The space wasn't fun, his movements were rather restricted and limited to the soft space.

The grow was followed by a rumble before a louder groan escaped the area as he pinned himself against the furthest wall he could, shaking a bit. This was fine... He wasn't in Tommy's real stomach, that much was clear to him, but it wasn't nice to hear the actual sounds of hunger just next to him.

"Tommy-"

Dream's words were interrupted as he was thrown into the wall to his right, the one of his left pushing him against it before the area squeezed. He clamped his eyes closed as his body was forced back into the esophagus, squirming due to the constricting space. His upper body was pushed back onto the teen's tongue, a shutter of relief leaving him as he reached forward to try and grab onto a fang, something for a safe hold to keep himself secure. He barely moved his hand before the tongue pushed into it.

The pause he felt, confusion etching his face, quickly turned into panic as the muscle rose higher, the grip on his waist loosening for a moment before a loud gulp sounded out. He was forced back down, a panicked yelp leaving him as he was tugged deeper once more. He clamped his eyes closed, trying to ignore the sensation as tears dripped down his face. He'd been safe, so close to being secure. Why was Tommy swallowing him again?! He didn't understand why this was happening.

He'd felt his legs being tugged into an open space again, his entire body following in moments. For a second he thought it was just the other stomach again before the acidic scent hit his nose. Within seconds he was on his knees, pressing his hands against the roof of the stomach as he glanced down. There was a very shallow puddle of murky water in the bottom. It carried the biting smell but it wasn't all that strong. He felt nervous as the organ gurgled, sounding pleased as it shifted around him.

Tommy was moving around him on top of the stomach, the purring he could hear was frightening, knowing his little brother was pleased to have him inside of his stomach. He was nervous as he pushed before he felt the teen crawl. He was assuming they were in the burrow now, a soft tingling forming on his foot as he shoved again, opening his mouth to yell.

"Tommy! Let me out of here!" He called out, feeling a weight settle over him. The purring was still going, having not faltered at his works. Dream growled before he looked over his shoulder. This wasn't a fun idea, but it seemed like his best bet as he shifted to look at the exit and then turned his eyes back to where he'd come in through.

"Fuck it..." He groaned before he crawled over, sitting in front of the sphincter hesitantly before he reached forward and shoved his hands into the area. It wasn't fun, feeling the strong muscles trying to contradict his choices, but Dream needed to make sure Tommy got him out. He refused to sit here and take it when he, a part of him, had a feeling that this wasn't intended. He'd seen the boy in instinct waves, Phil always said he needed to avoid him during these moments and now he understood why.

His legs were already burning. It wasn't a horrid sensation, but it felt like his legs were numb with the carbonated tingling that he often felt when he accidentally rested on his limbs wrong.

He shoved his way forward, his hands almost slipping on the slick flesh of the throat as he squeezed his head through the sphincter. Within seconds an unhappy gurgle sounded out before he was squeezed back down into the stomach, gasping for a moment before the plush walls closed in on him once more. A frightened yelp had been his sound of opposement, before he was quickly shoved up and out of the organ.

Dream loudly coughed as he was forced into a hand, shaking a bit as he lay on his stomach. He needed to relax and take a few moments to adjust to the light and no longer haveing soft flesh all around him. His tail wrapped around his leg as he glanced over at his little brother, an uncomfortable laugh leaving him at the unhappy look on the teen's face that swiftly turned to horror.

Tommy then spent the next 3 days basically constantly making sure Dream felt safe around him. He even would give the borrower little treats and help him do anything he asked. If Dream would occasionally ask to sleep on Tommy's abdomen, no one knows.

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

Thank you for reading! Sorry this ask took so long but any of the ones I haven't answered yet, I see you Bkdk person, and the two Tommy ideas, I promise I will get to those!

This was supposed to be a short story, maybe 1,000 words but instead it turned into this-

I don't regret writing this, but it took literally months. I've been working on this on and off for weeks now.

I hope you all enjoy it!

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Unlocking The Word Of Knowledge

Source: Unlocking The Word Of Knowledge

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dragonridernoobie · 3 months ago

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Imagine Mabel from gravity falls somehow required a favor from a horrifying looking monster in the forest and now Mabel have this smaller but cute version ( monster!child!mc )of this monster and weirdly enough it looks liked a dog

Mable would 100% do this and would beg grunkle stan to keep them XD

Mable x Pet Monster

Warning: Bad English probably

"NO MABLE! We are not spending our money on a candy bar that most likely won't have a ticket in!"

"You don't believe in the magic dipper! Come on!"

"No!"

"Fine! Then I will go get my own money!"

Mable says while she walks to the door of the gift shop and slams the door shut. She storms to the forest, kicking rocks, sticks, and anything kickable.

"Who do he think he is? Saying what we can spend our money on or not. He spent it on his dumb pen collection! Why can't I spent it on my own tbings!"

*whine*

Mable freezes where she is and looks toward the noise. She slowly goes to it and looks through the bushes. There, in front of her, is some creature in a net.

She inches closer and looks at the creature. It looks at her with fear. Mable feels horrible and starts to cut the net.

"You are gonna be ok, you will be ok."

When the next is fully cut, the creature stands at full height and looks down at Mable. Who just looks at the creature with stary eyes.

Creature: Not my Art!!!!!!

"LOOK AT YOU! YOU ARE SO FLUFFY!!!"

Mable says while hugging the creature. The creature looks down at her and makes small chitter sounds. Mable keeps talking before a noms come into view. They laugh when seeing Mable.

"You're brother is not here to portect you this time! We will make you our queen! Hahaha-"

The creature stands on all fours and roars. Scaring off the noms who don't even look back. Throwing Mable on its back and running through the forest. The whole time, Mable looks around amazed.

When they get to a clearing, the monster stops and ge tly puts Mable on the ground. Mable looks at the monster with star eyes and then screams in excitement.

The monster jerks back in surpsied and confusion. When Mable stops, she turns to the monster

"You are so awsome!!!! I am gonna name you shadow! I am gonna beg grunkle stam to keep ya!"

When Mable came home around 8pm, Stanly, Standford, and dipper were there looking for her.

They asked here where the hell she went.

Mable explained she found a new friend and pet.

She asked into the darkness for Shadow to come forward.

Stanly and dipper gasp and stand back in fear but standford looks amazed. Since he never seen this monster before.

Mable explained that they freed them from a net and they protected them from the norms.

Stanly argued with Mable about keeping this THING while standford and dipper take a closer look.

When standby realized he was losing the argument he just gave up.

He let's Mable keep the monster as a pet as long as she cleans up after it.

She doesn't, but it becomes part of the family.

#gravity falls x reader #gravity falls #dipper pines #mable pines #stanly pines #standford pines #mable x reader #monster reader #gravity falls love

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tobiasdrake · 4 months ago

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Dragon Ball Daima, episode 5. Time to meet the new girl for realsies.

For like forty years.

Goku's leaving out information that's extremely relevant to the new girl's question. The reason he has the skills of a middle-aged martial arts master is because that is literally what he is.

We're still going to the castle? I thought we turned around to go chase the Dragon Ball instead. Maybe I misunderstood.

Gloom n' Doom was trying to leave her behind but we all know who the real star is, and he accepts bribes in exchange for friendship.

He also accepts friendship without bribes. He's just nice. But he's not gonna turn down some onigiri if you're offering.

We have a name! Between Glorio and Panzy, it seems the denizens of Daimakai have flowers for their name pun theme.

(Goku, you named your son after rice. You have no room to talk.)

Not sure if the exchange over whose name is weirder is meant to be a parallel to Goku's first meeting with Bulma. Very rarely do the punny names get called out as funny in-universe.

They're going the "Everyone has their own unique superpower" route for the Majin, I see. And Panzy's is....

Telekinesis.

We've seen telekinesis a few times. Chiaotzu and Guldo are the most prolific telekinetic characters. But they're also...

Like. They both kinda fall into the category of "Characters who got exactly one fight and then fucked off or died." We've never had a character who was important to the plot and had abilities centered around psychic powers.

I hope that's about to change but Dragon Ball is notoriously terrible with its female characters so I'm not taking anything for granted.

Panzy is completely ruining Glorio's vibe as our solemn guide to the demonic lands and he can die mad about it. XD

Weird thing to have a character say before cutting to a montage of everyone pleasantly sightseeing with no trouble whatsoever while happy fun-time music plays in the background.

The front gate is HUNGRY OM NOM NOM NOM

Is....

...is the plan to raise Baby Dende like an ordinary child over the course of many years so that he imprints on Gomah and comes to see this castle and its occupants as his home and family?

Is that what we're doing here?

(Wouldn't he still have his memories? Goku and the others do.)

Oh, she is definitely like the king's daughter or something. There's a reason she happens to know the most convenient way to and from the castle. Glorio needs to learn how to read a room.

You know, I really thought they were gonna tease that out a bit longer.

She's got her own distinct style to her but she's definitely a bootleg copy of Bulma. Child genius female super-mechanic who attaches herself to Goku after seeing how powerful he is and happens to be the daughter of the most rich and powerful family in the region. There's visibly a lot of Bulma in her character DNA.

Even her logo on the front of her shirt often looks like a C because of the stuff covering it.

Which is kinda making me start to wonder if Glorio is a bootleg copy of Future Trunks. Grim and serious demeanor, showing up out of nowhere in a magical fantasy vehicle, leaning on a weapon but also being able to fight without it, that jacket... Huh.

HAHAHA NO

Goku, sure, but Kaioshin is one whole Fuck No in the realm of fighting Majin Buu. It is thoroughly established that he'd be up shit creek without a paddle in a straight fight with Buu.

...

In fact, so is Goku. The only form of Buu that Goku has ever been a match for is Fat Buu. And that is strictly hypothetical, based on Goku's impression of Buu versus how strong Super Saiyan 3 is supposed to be..

Strictly hypothetically, his Super Saiyan 3 could waste Pure Buu too. We all saw how well that worked out.

"Wait but wasn't Goku holding back so Vegeta could have a turn?"

Common misconception but no. Vegeta accuses Goku of that, but Goku was sincerely giving Buu his all and getting wrecked. Super Saiyan 3 is the only form Goku has that can match Buu on paper, but Super Saiyan 3's drawbacks prevent it from being able to match Buu in practice.

So. Uh. No. There is not a single person in this room that can cash the check that Glorio's stupid mouth has written. Not counting sequel series that haven't taken place yet at this point in the timeline, the only time Goku has ever been on Buu's level was when he had Vegeta to fuse with.

Seems legit. I like the cut of his jib. We should definitely make him king.

He commodifies women as bargaining chips to be bought and sold by their fathers. I don't like the cut of his job. We should not make him king.

Goku proving himself by fighting all the royal guards at once is a fun fight, well animated, and nicely paced. But I particularly enjoyed this moment.

Goku transforming to Super Saiyan not to actually go Super Saiyan but just to use the burst of ki that comes from it as a radial attack to blow the goons away. Weaponizing the power-up itself.

Some real "Shazam hits his opponent with the transformation lightning bolt" energy going on here.

...

I legit thought this guy was going to, like, reveal some sort of power that lets him teleport directly to Earth and then bring back Vegeta, Bulma, and Piccolo in a snap.

I'm looking forward to having Panzy on the team. Especially when Bulma gets here. I can't wait for Bulma to meet Discount Bulma.

#dragon ball #dragon ball daima #drake watches dragon ball daima

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fiber-optic-alligator · 11 months ago

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Is drift gonna nom us when he finds us in earth?

Oh no, absolutely not. He’s not going to try that at all until he’s regained your trust. Drift sees noms as the ultimate way of protecting you, comforting you, holding you, etc. Within him, you are shielded, tucked away in his cozy depths, the perfect place to relax. But now you are gone, and he has to rethink everything he’s done to you…and he realizes that maybe him eating you wasn’t as comforting for you as it was for him. If he does find you, he won’t try anything. Until you agree to it with your own clear consent, he won’t do it for a long time.

#gator answers #transformers #transformers g/t #drift x reader #soft vore #safe vore #maccadam #desperation vs domestication

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restinslices · 1 year ago

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LKBS AS FIRST TIME DADS

tried to make these as differently as possible

Bi-Han

His baby is planned so he's not as nervous as other people

Bi-Han is ridiculously confident. He's helped with his younger brothers and he knows the basics of what a baby needs so honestly, he's pretty sure he's got this in the bag

He did not have it in the bag

Here's the thing; his younger brothers didn't depend on Bi-Han to survive. They had their parents. Plus, Bi-Han spends too much time thinking about his child as an adult warrior and completely skips over them being a child

This baby is depending on him and his partner at all times and they're a baby

I'm gonna make them all girl dads because listen-

I think patience would be something he'd both struggle and be good at

He's patient when it comes to small mistakes, like knocking something over but he can be a bit impatient when it comes to developing certain skills and when they make bigger mistakes

Y'all know how Kratos is hard on Atreus but it's because he cares and want him to be prepared for when he's gone? That's Bi-Han

He'd also struggle with saying things in a child friendly manner. I don't mean swearing, I mean he has to pause and think “how do I say this without hurting their feelings?”

He naturally has a harsh sounding tone so he has to try his best to not sound mean. He can't double down

Since I mentioned speaking, he is not using a baby voice

People get excited with their first kid and are like “oh my gosh look at my little baby!” and speak all high pitch but he's not doing that at all. He's using his normal voice and adult words with a newborn

Some people have nicknames for things. For example, when my nephew was younger we'd ask if he wanted “nom noms”. Bi-Han doesn't see the point in doing that. He's asking his toddler “do you want food?”

I can understand if people would think he'd be this super grump dad that hates all types of noise but in my head Bi-Han understands that kids make noise and cry. Does it annoy him? Yes. Is he screaming for them to quiet down? No. His world was never gonna stay quiet once he decided to start a family

Speaking of yelling, I don't think he does it often. Bi-Han is the type to pull his kid to the side and quietly threaten them. Like when your mom would pull you to the side and say if you kept acting up in the store she was gonna whoop you in the bathroom

He also has “the stare”

Shit gets shut down quickly

The definition of “wait until I tell your dad”

He'd train his daughter like he'd train anyone else. He's not going easy on her. If anything, he'd be harder on her because she has more to prove

There's so much he doesn't know how to deal with since this is his first child and honestly, that emo phase probably kicked his ass more than he'd like to admit

The bang, the extensions, the checkered wristbands, the studded belts-

It's embarrassing for him to mention how genuinely concerned he was. He had no idea what was going on and telling her to train harder didn't take the hair dye out her head

Speaking of which, I think Bi-Han’s biggest mistake as a parent would be trying to mold his child into becoming a mini him. It's not because he thinks he's 10/10. It’s because he's a solid Grandmaster.

“Back in my day we learned obedience” type shit

The type to say “I hate when my dad did this” then proceeds to do it to his child

He'd need help when it comes to emotional awareness and seeing his child as their own individual

He may accidentally snub them of childhood moments they deserve. It's not with malicious intent, it's more of a “our enemies don't sleep so we won't either”

Imagine if him and his kid ended up having the same distant relationship him and his dad had-

Tragic but definitely possible

Kuai Liang

Probably also had a planned baby

He may only want one child because he's worried he'll end up having another him and Bi-Han

Which is why I think it'd be funny if he had twins-

Follow me camera

He's expecting one baby. That's it. That's all.

So when it's revealed he's having twins, he's shocked and afraid

Bi-Han’s betrayal did a number on him. He doesn't really know why Bi-Han was so angry. He knew about his frustration but he didn't know it'd go this deep and he'd let their father die. He's worried he'll upset one of them and history will repeat itself

Him dying isn't the problem. The family breaking up is what he's worried about

Because of this I think he'd accidentally become a helicopter parent

He's overly affectionate to his children. Affection is fine but he smothers them and watches everything they do

He tries so hard to keep the family together, but it does the opposite. Now his kids are desperate for space. Both from him and each other

Before we get to that sadness though, Kuai Liang is a great dad

He trains them and if one has his powers and the other doesn't, he makes sure to not show favoritism

Idk if he'd be corny enough to buy his twins matching shit. If he doesn't, Tomas will and he won't stop him

Anything they give him, he's 100% keeping

He uses a hair tie they painted pink instead of his usual one

He frames all of the pictures they draw for him

He attends all their little tea parties and let's them harass him about how much sugar is in his tea

He doesn't spoil them but he doesn't not spoil them

He doesn't give them everything they want but he'll get them stuff if it makes him think of them

Like a doctor's toy he randomly saw

He tries to be very active in their life when he's not busy

He has safety plans in case his clan is attacked. They're at war and he doubts the Lin Kuei will spare his children

I think all the brothers would let their kids know about their job and their responsibilities. No point on keeping it secret. They'll have to do it one day too

Some parents get really sad when their kids grow up but I don't think he'd get sad. Idk, I just think he'd see it more as an accomplishment. Not everyone makes it far and he's always worried about their safety

Remember when I said his kids would want space?

This would probably happen in their teen years and he'd be so confused because wdym he still managed to fuck up?

I think how he'd feel would be a mix of “well they're kids” and “damn, I blew it”

Overall I think he'd put way too much pressure on himself when it came to becoming a parent and this stresses him out more. At some point though he'd have to learn to let them be them and learn that honestly there's not much he can do

He does his part by being a loving father. He can't make them stay together or make them stay loyal. That's just the goal

Besides that I think Kuai Liang would honestly be a pretty solid dad. He genuinely loves and cares for the people around him and it'd show with his children. He'd do all the dumb shit some dads are too embarrassed to do with their children.

He's just a bit smothering

A lot a bit-

Tomas Vrbada

He actually wants multiple kids

He doesn't want a whole football team but wants his own little family

His kid is probably planned too and I think he's possibly the most excited

I can really see Tomas being a good dad and I think starting his own family that's just his would mean a lot to him

Yeah he has Kuai Liang and their new clan and for a while he had the Lin Kuei but it's not the same. He wants his family that's only his and is related to him by blood

So with that being said he's already reading books and watching videos before the baby is even here

He still feels unprepared when she actually gets here

First of all girl dad Tomas has no shame. Put the makeup on him. Dress him up in the dumbest shit imaginable. Have him do a duet with you. He's doing it all

Overall he wants to give this child a way better life than he had

His family was killed so the bar is in hell but moving on-

I think Tomas could accidentally spoil his child. Can y'all see it? I can see it

My sources or reasoning? I just think he's the most likely out of the 3. He goes from “I'll give them a better life” to “and I'll buy this and this and this-”

Don't get it misconstrued though, he's still training them to be a warrior. War is everywhere and he got some shitty ass luck

Imma be real… Tomas might be a leash parent-

I can see him getting tired of this kid running off and he gives up and buys it

I can see him teaching his kid to do all that smoke shit and they accidentally fly up in the air

This is another reason for the leash

I can see Tomas feeling like an outsider with the Lin Kuei so he tries his best to make his child feel confident

And that confidence can easily turn to arrogance

He's complimenting their abilities at every turn and I think balance can be something that slips his mind. He's thinking “man I wish I got more compliments and felt more seen growing up” and takes it to an extreme

So his child is now kinda a cocky asshole, which is something you may expect from Bi-Han’s kid but his would grow up being a bit insecure in a “I can never please him” way. Tomas’ kid is arrogant because “my dad is always pleaded with me”

It's hard to get right

He's present in everything. Not in a smothering way though, he's just there

If he has to miss any important milestones or events, he definitely tries to make up for it

Like if he missed a dance performance, when he comes back he'll ask them to redo it in front of him

He wants to be present for everything, even if it's small. Idk. I think he'd just really value these moments he'll never get back. He'll have more kids but he'll never see this particular kid dance ballet again

He adjusts nicely to parenthood I think. It's a challenge but he's confident enough to take any failure he does on the chin and move on

And if I said he takes the emo or scene phase really well, what are y'all gonna do?

Some kids do coke. Listening to BVB seems like the better choice

Definition of a spine made of jelly

Puppy dog eyes work with him. I don't make the rules

I do, but moving on-

The spoiling part would kick his ass so bad. He'd have to get that shit under control at some point because it's like, no shit your child becomes defiant and spoiled. You give them everything

They'd have a positive relationship overall. I think spoiling would be the main problem

My thoughts are unorganized as fuck and I'd like to apologize because now I'm going back in time to say he'd take his child hunting as soon as he could

His family hunted together and it was usually a nice fun bonding activity so he does it with his child

I mention this for the first child because his judgment of what's appropriate at a certain age is so off

She's 4 and he's “saddle up. Let's go hunt this large unnamed animal!”

Nothing bad ever happens to the Kennedy's-!

His child is kicked by whatever they were hunting

Has to be reminded several times that his baby is not a buff grown man like he is that can take some damage. They cannot just thug it out Tomas

Besides the multiple injuries and spoiling though, he'd be an alright dad with his own little family

Probably plans on having another one once his kid is like,,, 2 because he's insane

#mk1 #mk1 2023 #mortal kombat 1 #bi han sub zero #bi han #kuai liang scorpion #tomas vrbada smoke #kuai liang #kuai liang mk1 #tomas vrbada #bi han headcanons #kuai liang headcanons #tomas vrbada headcanons #subzero Headcannons #Scorpion headcannons #Smoke headcannosn

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ruckooos · 3 days ago

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Hello!! Could you do a gender neutral reader with a biting problem with the Black dragon boys? Or even any character you want to write for. I know it's weird but we need more weirdos who bite rep 👀

RAAHHHHHHH A FELLOW PERSON WITH BITING PROBLEMSSSS + BLACK DRAGON ASKSSSSSSS 👹👹 I'll keep it true to ur request and do the 3 men 👹 and dw worry about weird, I strive to cater to weird.

NOM NOM NOM

ERRON BLACK, KANO AND BOTH KABALS x gn!biting-reader

BIONIC AUSSIE CYCLOPS FINE SHYT

If you bite for stress reasons, I don't think he'd notice immediately

Yeah you tended to bite your finger, a pen, your thumb or whatever, but he didn't really pay much mind to it. You were functioning and not much was out of the blue, since it seemed so normal, but the more you two get closer and more personal, I feel he'd notice it more than a sore thumb (ba dum tss) (sorry)

It started small. Your finger. Ok, he's done it before and knows people who does it from time to time.

Then it moved to other objects. Strange, he started to think, but oh well, it didn't seem that big of an issue.

Then he started to notice that every single interaction between the two of you included you nibbling or biting on something! *gasp*

He's not gonna lie, he found it a bit bizarre at first. Why would you be putting things in your mouth, and biting on them? (YOU CANT TALK ABOUT HYGIENE, AUSSIE MAN, YOU PISS EVERYWHERE)

Kano'd confront you about it casually, maybe you two are walking together, or you're talking across from each other just hanging out. The moment he sees you bite on something that isn't food, he'd go: "Why do you do that, toots?" He'd gesture to your mouth, "I ain't judgin', but why you leavin' marks all over the place?"

You'd then have to explain to him that sometimes your mind gets too overwhelmed, and moving the pressure onto the jaw takes away the pressure in the head. He starts to get it then.

Would 100% buy you fidget toys just so that you don't train yourself to bite things to deal with stress. Fidget spinners, yoyos, puzzles, music and all the like that can combat or even distract you from your struggles, he's buying it without a second thought.

And, come on, look at this mannnnnnnnnnn. LOOK AT THIS BEAR. Kano would urge you to tell you why you're stressed in the first place. If it's grades (if you're in college), if it's incompetent workers or unfair shifts in your job, or if it's just the weight and speed of life caving in on you --Kano's your guy.

"Come onnnn, love... You know me, you know what I do, I can help you easily! Now what's got you all wrapped in a bunch, hm?"

If Kano saw you starting to bite more often, he'd swiftly go over to you and soothe you. "It's alright, love, it will allll be alright. Don't sweat it, let me help you..." He'd whisper into your ear, resting your head on his shoulder as he rubbed your arms, gently pushing away whatever it was you were biting.

BUT IF YOU BITE JUST SUBCONSCIOUSLY (like me fr 🙏) Then it's a whole other thing.

I'd love to imagine that he buys you silicone chew necklaces (i want one ughhhhhhhrfwdiawdiuashdi) in all colors and sizes and scents if you want variation.

I feel like it would be a bit harder for him to deal with/figure out because it doesn't stem from anything, you just do it.

If he sees you start to lift something to your mouth to bite on it, he'd swiftly go over to you, (lovingly) slap it away from your teeth and just put the necklace in your mouth.

"Ah ah ah! Nooooo don't bite your pen, use your necklace!"

If your biting tendencies translate to love bites, then it's a whole 180. He doesn't like it.

...

OR DOES HE- *gets shot*

So you wanna nom nom on a mass murderer and omnicidal sadist? Love that for you.

Let us first address the elephant, no, the WHALE in the room that is Kano's arms. It's free game right there

We ALL see it, you can't deny the guns on that man. Untapped territory goes wild.

Imagine you two are just hugging normally on the couch, arms intertwined with one another, taking in each other's scent, totally immersed in relaxation

AWWW SO CUTE AND ROMANTIC. anyways you open your eyes and put your head on his chest, but your eyes immediately flock to the absolute wall that is his bicep

THE TATTOOS ON THIS MAN. Like wisps. Like sirens, beckoning you into the sea. You adjust your head closer and he thinks not much of it, until he's met with a small but tight nibble.

"OY WHAT IN THE FUCK" He'd exclaim, jolting from yall's romance, (which he so rudely interrupted with his outburst 🙄). He looks at you and sees your teeth on his arm, just kinda lying down there and looking up at him like nothing was wrong.

"Hmph," he'd grunt, "Well excuse me but I'd appreciate it if you took my fuckin' arm out yer damn mouth"

You'd sigh in disappointment, going back to lie down against his chest, holding his hands, which he obliges to

big mistake

just a few seconds later your biting on the length of his fingers, not deeply, but just nibbling.

"Why are ye doing this? I don't get it. Don't bite me..." He'd snap, but not angrily, more of stunned and confused.

For the first few times you'd do it, he's convinced he doesn't like it. But a small kindle in him, like an intrusive thought, keeps questioning and interrogating.

"Are ye sure you don't like it? Aww you just don' wanna get flustered in front of them!"

He'd scoff these thoughts away, and you'd assume that it was a hard no on love bites. Until...

You notice that he's purposefully wearing things without sleeves whenever you're nearby. You also realize that he starts to angle his body in a way where his biceps are right in front of your face; and not to mention the fact that he stops wearing gloves whenever you're holding his hand. He'd put his hands on your cheek, or moving hair away from your face, his fingers veryyyyy conviniently grazing past your lips.

Hmmmm... food for thought.

One day, you'd eventually just shrug and take your chances.

You held his hand, brought up his finger and nibbled on it, making sure your teeth were tucked behind your lips. He didn't stop you, he didn't even pay attention to it.

The bones in his fingers were straight, not limp, almost as if he was offering his fingers for your biting pleasures.

Hmmmm...

mercenary country bumpkin hot guy

If you're stressed about something and you start to bring your thumb/pointer/middle finger/ring finger/pinky/hand/boot up to your mouth to bite, this man IMMEDIATELY sees it

Come on. He canonically shoots buzzards without looking AND is an assasin, this dude's eyes and intellect are unmatched.

This man's keen vision has already figured out that you're stressed, what you're stressed about, how the stress manifests, and can tell WHEN you're stressed (before you even say or do anything)

"Hold it right there, mister/missy/sugar." He'd interrupt before anything can enter your mouth, "take that ___ away from your goddamn mouth"

It can sound like he's mad, but he's really not :3 He either sounds horny or ptfo with everything with no in between, so don't feel even more stressed that he's mad with you.

He just doesn't want you to form that addiction/foster that problem. aww so sweet (i wanna bite him)

Since he now knows that you get stressed and they can have detrimental(?) effects on the physical, he knows to balance out his resting bitch face and show you he cares.

For example, his boyfriend senses goes off roughly 10 minutes before your next bite, and thus goes over to you, no matter how far away you are from him, and give you a candy before you can even lift your hand

How in the jawbreaking fuck does he do it? You have no clue. He must've gotten some imaginary hold on invisible CCTVs from the future to be able to figure out your mannerisms with SUCH ACCURACY.

I can just imagine you just sitting down on the bench, drained from rushing impulsive thoughts of your struggles, just on the verge of a breakdown. You bring up your hand to bite on your thumb, when out of nowhere a gloved hand gives you an already unwrapped lollipop (I say already unwrapped cuz ngl those chupa chups be hard asf to open).

You look up at your man to just see him towering over you, guns on his back, and giving you a strawberry caramel flavored lollipop.

"How did yo-" "I'm your man, I always know."

Once he sees you put it in your mouth, then he gives you a quick kiss on the forehead and cheek, then turns to leave.

You have to respect the grind and punctuality of murderous Mr. Cotton Eye Joe over here; he's got you covered beyond realms.

But if you're neurodivergent or you're just hyperactive, then this man is on DOUBLE watch.

Before he leaves you alone, he's arming you with lollipops, gum, chips, and a (loving) death glare to not bite. Ofc he also gives you water and an apple cuz he values ur health <3

Tbh he's only giving you "junk" because he doesn't know any other finger foods that aren't, until he stumbles upon that one dark fact tiktoks (we all know those infest his fyp) that says the teeth can easily bite through your finger like it can a carrot.

computing... computing... computing... COMPUTED

You kiss each other the next day, and he hands something to you, a tupperware.

Huh, that's strange. you think to yourself. Candy doesn't come in tupperware!

Well isn't that a nobel peace prize in the distance, dumbass (lovingly <3) IT ISNT CANDY

You open that motherfucker up to see... I kid you not... Sliced carrots, sauteed with soy sauce.

*collapses on the floor* (this is just self indulgence for my asian ass)

Just as a cherry on top, they're all sliced to be approximately the same size as the finger you bite the most. so...

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Why does he take it so seriously?

If you ask him that, he would honestly be insulted, offended and disrespected, he'd look mad (take a wild guess. He isn't).

I mean I CAN'T BLAME HIM. Let's take a look at you: talented, gorgeous, etheral, kind, loving, the lohl, perfect. You biting on yourself or something harms your teeth structure in jaw, which if we were to translate to Erron Blackese: You're harming yourself.

That just won't do because thou shalt not desecrate the thing he adores the most in the world, so boom that's why he gaf.

Now now now, dear people, if this were to be in love bites. This man will volunteer.

Since this man is a trad simp, that means he is willing to do whatever so that you don't hurt yourself (or what he thinks that is in his translations 😒...)

So if you were to just be cuddling and loving on the couch, cozy as shit and just snuggling like birds. He'd just be lying down, half asleep and half trying to enjoy the time he has with you, when all of a sudden... *nom nom nom*

Since this mf deals with guns and whatnot, i'm gonna take an educated guess and say that it's kinda numb on his arms (yknow from all the shakin). And along with the fact you were hiding your teeth behind your lips, I don't think he'd notice it that much.

In his head, he was way stronger and much more capable to deal with the "effects" of bites than you were (wowwwww ok ic how it is ERRON), he just shrugged and let you do it.

"Yeah, sure, fine, whatever. As long as it ain't on you, bite as much as you want, I don't give a rat's ass..."

Like Kano, you'd find him offering you his hands more to nibble on. He finds it ticklish.

I LOVE THIS MAN YOOOOOOO

SPEEDY MCGEE

AHHHHHHH

SPEEDY MCGEE MY MANNNN MY HOMIEEEEE

If you're stressed about something, oh prepare to have this therapist swooping right by your side.

Since he's *ahem ahem* more youthful, than the two other idiots (lovingly), he'd go about this much more understandingly.

The first time he sees you bite something, he just thinks you're bored. He sees it as your beige flag and doesn't think that much of it. But he does take a mental note of it.

Once he starts to notice you biting objects way more often than you should, he starts to get weirded out. Not weirded out at you, but like there was an enigmatic undertone that he could not put his finger on.

I'd think he's a bit awkward I the first few times of realization to ask you about it (bbg 🙏🙏🙏), but he is actually worried about why you do it.

100% went on Google about reasons why you might bite things, and ends up discovering Pica disorder. Needless to say, he got frantic about it, and the next day you don't find any paper clips, coins, loose metal or any small, sharp things

If you just so happened to need one of these things, when you go up to him and ask if he has any, he would probably be running whole MARATHONS internally, thinking you were gonna eat them.

When you two are just hanging out like the lovers you two are (love that), he lets his guard down.

Big. Mistake. Speedster.

Lets say you two were having coffee in your shared home (or his apartment if u don't live together). You both are sitting next to each other on the coffee table, holding hands and shit.

You lay your head on his shoulder, just being all comfy and stuff, holding your hand close to your chest to feel warmth. Your mind kinda drifts away like a log in a current, and you start randomly daydreaming of things that could go wrong (same)

You start thinking about your job, your future, your Hobbies, your home, or your life, getting wrapped up in your paranoia that you partly lose consciousness of your jaw

"Uhm... excuse me, do you...mind?" You hear the voice of Fast Fine Shyt™️ snap you back to reality. You look down and see that you were just biting on the tip of his two fingers, his hand held down by both of yours. You look up at him to see a horrified look, drizzled with fear on the poor man's face.

My mans thought you were a Tarkatan anomaly, and he didn't know whether or not to square up or freeze and hope you don't take chomp. He chose the latter.

I can't blame him. The way you were holding his hand like a snack handle genuinely looked like you were gonna bite his hands off. You weren't a sloppy biter though, it was more of weird than dirty.

"Oh my god oh my god I'm I'm sorry!!" You blurt out apologies rubbing his hand and setting it down. He chuckles, not responding, but the way his laugh trails off makes you think he was just relieved you didn't bite off his hand.

After that day, he monitored you 24/7. He'd spy on you from a corner, scrutinizing your every move, trying to guess what you'd do next. When you're holding big things like plates, books, your phone etc., he doesn't do anything.

But the moment he sees you hold something smaller and thinner, he speeds over, yanking it from your hand.

Doesn't fucking matter what it is 💀 you could be stirring your drink with a teaspoon and he'd run over, grabbing the teaspoon from you and stirring it, handing your drink back to you with peering eyes, confiscating the spoon.

You could be WRITING SOMETHING DOWN in a notepad and he'd rush over, grabbing the pen.

"This is a bit too much, don't you think?"

"Shut up. Here, tell me what you were gonna write, I'll do it for you."

Ironically, you're more weirded out about the situation than he is.

Since you're a legend who stands up for themselves, you decide to inquire about why he's acting weird one day.

The moment you ask why he's acting strange, he'd freeze for what feels like an hour, before exploding with worry about you eating screws and getting hurt. Not to mention how he's concerned you're gonna become a cannibal (you don't know it, but the coffee table incident wasn't the only time you were biting him)

You just kinda look at him funny🧍‍♂️

And then it clicks.

"Ohhhhhhh the biting!". "YES THE BITING". "Oh! I just do it when I get stressed.". "..."

KABAL YOU DOOFUS JUST ASKKKKKK

Anyways, he's way more relaxed than before, but still 100% cuz WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE THIS STRESSED ALL THE TIME?!?!?!?

If you're paralyzed with swarming thoughts, brain flicked off, the only thing moving is your hand for you to bite on, this man notices.

"Heyy... heyy..." he'd say, gently, "Are you okay, darling? What's wrong?"

This man is sensitive and emotional, he ain't afraid to get down on his knees to show you he cares. If you're like me and you feel like your stress is too much to be other people's problems, he'd laugh in your face (lovingly)

"Darling..." He'd smile at you, holding you close, "I kill people. Nothing you can say will faze or even be an inconvenience in the slightest to me! And if it is... well, I'd be damned rather than let my baby go through that alone."

(SORRY BUT THE THOUGHT OF HIM SAYING "Darling, I kill people :)" IS FMUUUUU)

Is prepared to hold you close and not let go until you tell him what's wrong. If you tell him you're fine and you truly don't need to talk, he'd allow you to go on with your day, but he'd make it clear as Norwegian water that you can always go to him no matter what.

But if you do talk to him and open up about it, his playful jocose attitude will wither away; only kind and understanding Kabal is left.

No matter how miniscule or serious; no matter how short or complicated, he will listen, not once showing signs of losing interest or focus. Bro is locked in for his love

Once you're done, he'd continue to dissect your problem with you until both you and him understand how you feel. He'd then go on to explain why he doesn't want you to bite things, and how he thinks it's harmful to not verbalize your struggles, no matter how insignificant it may seem.

This heart to heart between the two of you honestly tanked the rate of your bites. You'd find yourself going to him more and more frequently, relying less on letting your thoughts linger negatively, and starting to go to people who loved and cared for you.

He's overjoyed, to say the least.

But if you're an ADHD person, then he's got just the thing.

lets be real with ourselves here. He has it too.

If you're just hyperactive and you need that constant stimulus to just feel something, then his master plan is to distract you.

Were you gonna bite something else? He'd stop you dead in your tracks and ask you a profound and useless question, just to interrupt your train of attention.

Oh, what's that? You were gonna bite your finger? Nope! He grabbed both of your hands and forced you to dance with him, making sure to be extra left-footed to make you laugh and forget to bite at all.

I'm a firm believer that he would now offer his hand (or his arm if he's feeling frisky) to use as a replacement. Literally gnaw on them all you want, as long as it isn't you you're biting, he's fine with it.

You're listening to music, just vibing to the sounds of the bass, completely immersed in the instruments and this figure you were doodling for fun.

Oh what if this was a dog? one two three four, star shapes, angelic connections, train stations in Paraguay... uhhhhhh... should I become a hyperpolyglot? I should make a list. Yeah... I'll make a list. You set your pen on paper, making a haphazard list of random languages you thought were cool, until you reached a dead end. I should learn 15 languages, but I only have 12... three more... three more... hmm...

You bring up your pen to your teeth.

"HEY Y/N!" The charismatic, loving voice called out. You turned your head to Kabal.

"If the show is called Alvin and the Chipmunks, does that mean Alvin isn't a chipmunk himself?"

"I---" You stammer, your brain trying to come up with a solution only for an even weirder one to reform into a question.

Kabal chuckles, walking over to you and giving you a kiss on the forehead, nose, and lips, holding your hands.

"Don't worry about it." He then leaves. Huh... random

Oh! Arabic! That's a good language... You suddenly remember your train of thought.

You turn back to your paper to write it down, but...

"Where the fuck did my pen go?!"

Cue Kabal snickering on the other side of the room.

AUTHORS NOTES:

AND SCENNEEE. gosh i had sm fun writing this shit 😭😭😭 I especially had the most fun with Erron cuz that was hilarious. I'm so creativeeeeeee. Hope u enjoyed it anon. You better enjoy it cuz i procrastinated my 3 literature essays for you 🙄 (it's 100% my fault) love you all <333 I also i know i shouldnt rant i know i know, but i do lowk wanna say that I have this huge issue with my ADHD that makes me put trinkets in my mouth and just nibble. No matter what it is i just wanna bite it, that's why I have a scar on the side of my pointer 😭 SORRY FOR RANTING OK OK IM DONE HOPE U ENJOY

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sparklingcid3r · 7 months ago

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hc that the biggest red herring fight paul and darry got into was when bob tried to fw pony on his way home from school. darry does not play abt his brothers, esp against a soc and pony defs being smaller anyways? paul took bobs side tho

I’d prob call this more foreshadowing in terms of the deterioration of their relationship but YEAHHH let’s talk abt it!! I’ll eat this shit up nom nom nom

It’s funny bc I just read a post abt Paul beating up on Pony w his new fuck buddy and Darry pulling up w Tim Shepard in his bag and OHHH MY DAYS it was like Thanksgiving feast 🙏 Idk if that’s relevant but I wanted to put it out there bc I’ll prob end up taking some hcs from the post so if you read it and see it here yk where it came from lol

Also if we’re doing this whole triangle btwn Bob, Paul, and Darry then ig I should try and establish ages. And bc I could go over how like “oh so bob could be a junior while paul is prob a senior in hs rn meanwhile darry is a year older and spent half a semester at college, so canonically paul and darry were in two different grade levels and bob pulls up to Paul’s side from the underclass” it’s a lot easier for me to point at paul and say “SUPER SENIOR🫵”

this is what i mean when i say im a certified yapper literally noneee of that shit mattered

Alr let’s go‼️

- When Pony came home from school battered to hell Mr. and Mrs. Curtis were just worrying about cleaning him back up and making sure he was alright. Mr. Curtis would prob be the one who wanted to give him the talk abt defending himself but the Missus was having none of it. Life’s hard enough without fighting

- They know who Paul is and have an alright opinion about him, they like that he extends his hand out to Darry the way parents do when their kids are making friends you don’t expect but don’t disapprove of. Darry is the reason Paul doesn’t jump Pony or Soda, he knows he’d be thrown aside in a heartbeat if that were to get back to him, and also Paul’s suchhhh a whore for having all his limbs intact and teeth inside his mouth

- Bob’s more of a masochist yk. But not on purpose bc all he saw was this scrawny little greased up mouse with his head tucked down walking all by himself, both hands on the straps of his backpack and wanted a piece of all the action that other Socs get from jumping the East side’s equivalent of a wet stick

- Pony is the one who rats Bob out to Darry, not because he’s aware that Darry already had his sights locked on Bob’s snake ass from the beginning, but because Darry is Superman to Ponyboy and is always ready to throw hands for his brothers (behind closed doors ofc, he’s not gonna toss away his spot on the football team for just anything r u crazy??)

- Darry might be a little crazy tho, we’ll get to that later trust

- He takes the civil route to start off and talks to Paul abt it bc he just knowwws that Bob’s been Paul’s little sidepiece while Darry and Paul have been drifting the closer they get to graduation, but they’re still close enough that Darry can go to Paul abt shit like this and get him to listen

- Except not really, bc Paul just says he had nothing to do with it and that Darry can’t rlly expect him to have his back when a greaser gets what all greasers have coming

- So anyway Darry pulls up to Bob talking abt “yo wsg robert why don’t u come outside rq i just wanna talk” man JUST SQUARE UP

- I’m playing he doesn’t do that

- What Darry actually does is sneaky bc at his core, doesn’t matter if he believes it or not, he’s a greaser and he can fight filthyyyy

- So catch Darry pulling up to a grad function (with that madras drip on iykyk🙏) and pulling Bob aside for just a little talk, it’ll only take five mins

- When he’s got Bob and his solo cup brimming w that nasty jungle juice alone, all he does it sucker punch him in the face. It’s glorious, no witnesses. The man drops like a cartoon peter griffin style

- And Darry doesn’t even stay. He shoulder checks Paul on the way out and he’s gone with the wind

disclaimer: anon i’m sorry i wrote this at like 3am and am posting it now lmfaoo i’m so sorry if u wanted smth serious 😭🙏 if any of u think that i think this is canon pls don’t🙏🙏 this is just me having fun w an ask that im very grateful for🫶🫶

#the outsiders #the outsiders darry #darry curtis #the outsiders headcanons #the outsiders musical #the outsiders ponyboy #paul holden #the outsiders paul #bob sheldon

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jakeysbuttsheeks · 1 year ago

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Godfather | 1

Warnings: profanity, age gap , mature themes, mentions of overdose , drug use , substance use , death of parent , orphaning , other weird shit

Pairings : Jake X fem reader

18+ mdni

When Jake was in college he met a guy called Mike , one of the closest guys he was friends with.

Mike was 8 years older than him . He got along really well with Jake's band and with his brothers . He was almost considered family .

Until Mike went down a stump. Addiction to every drug on the planet and god knows what else . Mike ended up have a kid by accident at 18 .

The girl didn't want the kid and gave Mike the responsibility to take care of it. Jake and his brother's helped Mike through fatherhood, although they couldn't do much with his drug addiction.

Mike had overdosed 18 years later and left Jake and his friends was mortified with it.

Mike had made Jake the kid's godfather . And that kid , was you . Now almost 18yr old teenager that had to stay with your dad's rockstar best friend Jake till you could fend for yourself because you literally did not have any other family.

Jake on the other hand had his whole family delighted to welcome you into the family .

☆⋆⋅─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────⋆⋅☆

It was almost a year since your dad died and It had been a month since you moved in with Jake. He was never really the responsible type but you could tell he was trying.

You never understood why, but there was always an awkward when you were alone with him . A weird unspoken tension. You thought maybe it was because you didn't know Jake enough to feel comfortable living with him . But that wasn't true because you'd known Jake your whole life , he practically helped take care of you more than your own dad did.

Maybe he was just shy you thought , or uncomfortable?

Whatever it was , you couldn't spend more than 10 minutes alone in the same room with him without it getting weird .

You were thrown out of your thoughts when you felt a tap on you shoulder, making you startle before you turned to see Jake standing next to you .

"how many times did I tell you not to keep the volume basting? You're gonna go deaf love" Jake spoke as you slid your headphones down your head to rest around your neck .

"sorry-" you mutter as he walked past behind you .

"it's alright doll I just don't want you to get deaf so young" Jake spoke fast "Anyway, I'm making dinner so be down by 6 alright?" He said , shuffling in the kitchen .

"okay" you say before you slipped out of the kitchen and headed up stairs.

Why did you have to act like that ? Jake's a good person and you knew no matter what, he would never take advantage of you or anything of the sort . But you couldn't help how you acted. You wondered if he noticed your behaviour. You wondered if he was the only one that felt the weird tension.

You lay in bed , blasting music and scrolling through tiktok. And then you looked at the time and decided to go have a shower.

You turned on the Bluetooth speaker in your room and cranked the volume to max and went for your shower .

Jake rarely came upstairs , it was almost like he'd given it off to you with the guest bedroom and bathroom and a nice balcony. He had everything he needed downstairs anyway. His soundproof home studio, his bedroom , the dining, the kitchen , the living room and a nice porch outside all for him .

Even though no one had actually verbally divided the house like this , it just became a staple nom between the two of you .

You finished your shower, hot and steaming as you came out . It was your monthly everything shower and you had shaved everywhere and , done your skincare and hair masks and you really took your time with it.

You walked into your room , the music blasting as you stripped yourself of your towel and started dressing. You always had your room door locked so you didn't have to worry about Jake walking in (or so you thought).

"y|n-!" The door swung open and you screamed and grabbed whatever you could to cover your fully naked body.

Jake didn't even say anything he just spun around and slam the door back closed. So much in mearly a second .

You felt ashamed . This was only going to make things so much more awkward.

Meanwhile Jake was still in shock, he knew he shouldn't have barged in like that . But he had called out for you almost a hundred times before coming to upstairs and knocking on your door. But you couldn't hear him because you had your music blasting .

"fuck" he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration and guilt as he quickly went back downstairs.

You shut your music off for good , realising he must've called out for you and you couldn't hear him . You had completely forgotten about dinner at 6 .

You got dressed and took a few moments to gain the confidence to go back down and face him , ready to pretend nothing ever happened.

You walked into the kitchen and quickly grabbed something to eat before attempting to rush back upstairs but Jake stopped you .

"y|n we need to talk" he said , and you could swear you lost all feeling in your feet . Your throat went dry and your pulse fastened .

"come sit" he gestured for you to come and sit with him in the living room , his eyes on the tv .

You slowly crept up and sat yourself on the love chair next to the couch Jake was sitting on, picking at your food for a couples seconds of silence as Jake turned off the tv.

"look i-" he started, taking a deep breath to continue.

"I'm not going to pretend that I don't see you're uncomfortable with this whole thing anymore y|n" he starts .

"We haven't spoken about your dad or anything for that matter and I thought I wouldn't bring it up until you were ready but-" he sighed .

"We were so close before your dad died love, and I know this is all alot for you to process and take in and I only want to make it easier for you" he spoke as you felt tears prick your eyes.

"But I can't do that if you're not comfortable with with me. And it seemed to me like you're uncomfortable and I wouldn't blame you-" he continued.

"I kept calling out to you and I even banged on the door and I thought something had happened to you so I barged in- I shouldn't have- I didn't mean to-" you watched him as he spoke . He was terribly embarrassed, his face red with guilt. You felt sorry for him .

"no Jake it's alright really" you stop him and he left out a soft breath of relief to himself.

"No but if you're not comfortable staying with me . You could go stay with Josh or the others. My parents would be happy to have to too" Jake offered.

You stayed quiet , thinking it over .

What happened today was terribly awkward for the both of you. Considering the weird tension that you felt around him that drove you mad .

"my parents that is?" He smiled , knowing he had read your mind and you couldn't help but break out a smile too. He knew you better than you knew yourself.

You nodded and he mouthed a small 'okay' to himself before his eyes fell to your plate of food .

"you didn't take veggies" he exclaimed with playful anger and you laughed out a groan before getting up to serve yourself some veggies that Jake had made specifically for you .

It was weird how much tension eased once the two of you spoke about things. It was almost how it used to be when you dad was still around.

Jake was right. The both of you were very close and playful and he was your favourite uncle as a kid. Things just got different as you grew . And even worse after your dad died. The two of you had so much unspoken stuff that y'all had to talk about to go back how y'all used to be .

But for now , staying at Jake's parents house seemed needed .

NEXT PART

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happy-tree-friends-imagines · 2 years ago

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Camping with the Bears - Bears X Reader Short Scenarios

Hello everyone! These are some short writings I posted as a quiz on Quotev, you can check that out here: https://www.quotev.com/quiz/15375373/Camping-With-Bears-Friends-We-Bare-Bears

I haven’t written anything in a long time so I hope you guys enjoy these as much as I do! If you take the quiz, the results include: Grizz, Ice Bear, Panda, Charlie, and Nom Nom. This is just a short camping scenario that I thought of because I’m bored and I thought you guys might be too. You will find Grizz, Ice Bear, and Panda’s stories in this post and I will post Charlie and Nom Nom’s in another post so this one doesn’t get too long. It is assumed in these stories that reader and the bears + friends are already dating. But you could choose to read these as friendship if you squint past the romantic stuff.

Gender neutral reader!

Enjoy~

Grizz

"Grizz!" You exclaimed. "Where are we going?" You laughed as your boyfriend scooped you up off the couch, blanket and all, holding you tightly to his chest as he spun around. "Yeah! We're gonna go camping!" He cheered. Before you knew it, you were packed and in the car. You both decided to camp in the forest on a mountain that was little more than a few miles away from the beach, which you could see as the car zoomed down the mountain-side highway. The smell of pine-trees and redwoods was refreshing and the faint ocean breeze tickled your nose. Grizz chose a beautiful spot in a meadow clearing with the perfect balance of forest and ocean view. "Isn't this great?" He asked, taking the camping items from the car and setting them around your camp spot. "It's perfect," you agreed. "I'll get started on the tent and you can go gather some fire-wood." You reached for the tent bag right as Grizz did. "Woah, one second doll~ I've got the tent covered, you go explore and relax!" You raised an eyebrow at him. "You sure?" "Uh, yeah I'm sure." He grinned wide and your heart melted. You smiled back at him. "Okay... I'll be over here if you need some help though!" "Don't worry baby doll, I've got this," he promised. You walked aways into the woods, picking up pieces of log here and tiny bits of kindling there. But you were more interested in your boyfriend's actions going on behind you. Yeah, he told you he had the tent covered. But in reality, he had no idea how tough a tent was to put up. He wasn't going to let that stop him though. "This goes in here... yeah! And then this goes here," he thought out loud. You watched from the corner of your eye as he struggled with the tent poles. "Then all you gotta do is-" you giggled to yourself, hearing him struggle to pitch the poles into the ground even as the whole thing began to tip over on itself. You looked away for one second when: WHACK! "OOF-!" You twisted around just in time to see Grizz holding his middle, hunched over as if he had been throwing up. Your eyes widened in realization of the tent having fallen apart, he had tried to force the pole down until it snapped back and hit him harshly in his stomach! You were back at his side in seconds. "Grizz, honey are you okay?" The injured man gave a shaky thumbs up at you in an attempt to downplay his pain. "N-never be-better." "You goof," you helped him to sit on the ground nearby with a cold bottle of water to hold across his stomach. A few minutes later and the tent stood sturdily and soundly, you clapped your hands together as you finished getting all of your belongings inside. "Thanks, doll~" Grizz praises when you give him a kiss on his forehead and hand him another water bottle. "Next time, just ask me for help, okay?" ... Over the next few days, you two just go with the flow. You want to take a hike? Hell, yeah, let's go do it! Grizz wants to go down to the Beach for the day? Sounds like a plan! It's super relaxing and exciting to be spending this camping trip with your boyfriend. During the day, you hiked, climbed trees, went swimming, and maybe secretly solved a local crime or two! At night, you stayed up late telling stories, roasting marshmallows, and snuggling close while watching the stars (in-between chasing off food-stealing raccoons of course!). Once again, it was an end to a perfect day. Grizz huffed loudly as he threw down another load of logs near the fire, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand before throwing you a goofy grin. The sun would set soon, but from the look in his eyes, you could tell Grizz had an idea. "Let's go for a night hike!" He announced excitedly. He handed you a flashlight, throwing a backpack over his shoulder after fishing out his own light. You agreed happily, following your boyfriend into the darkening woods in front of you, feet falling upon a worn, narrow trail. You came across a river not too long after. Flicking on your flashlight, you could just barely make out the shadows of the fish swimming below. "Your majesty~" Grizz dramatically bowed down to you, hand held out for yours. You eyed the fallen tree he was standing on, it was wide and had landed directly over the river as if creating a crossing specifically for you. You laughed as you put your hand in his. "You sure that's safe?" Grizz gently pulled you up to join him on the tree. You stumbled forward a bit, catching yourself in his arms. "Hey, as long as you're with me, you'll always be safe," he promised. You could feel your chest tighten at this. The shadows around you lengthened, a sudden burst of orange light shining through the dense forest onto the both of you. Grizz's face turned towards the last of the light, eyes growing wide, mouth falling open in a quiet "wow". With a smile, you held onto his hand tightly... turning to watch the sunset too, you could see why he's so entranced, it's beautiful.

...

Ice Bear

"Camping could be fun!" You agreed with your boyfriend. "Where would we go?" "Ice Bear wants to go to the beach," said Ice Bear, scooting closer to you on the couch. He pointed at the pictures on the computer he held on top of his lap. You both looked through them for awhile in awe of how beautiful it looked. After a quick search of the nearest beach camping ground, you both packed up the necessary food and supplies for the next few days. Ice Bear borrowed a truck from a friend and soon, you were off on the road. You could see the seagulls cresting the clouds before you could see it. You could feel the sand in the wind as you gently held your hand out the window as you approached. The sun shone warm across your face. You were closing your eyes as you basked in it when you could finally hear it. The waves. They crashed against the sand like thunder upon rain. As they came to the shore, they brought golden specks of sand and tiny silver shells. As they went away again, they revealed the hurriedly digging sand crabs and slippery scales of retreating fish. On and on again they went, back and forth, back and forth. You grinned, not noticing Ice Bear's eyes softening as he looked over at you. Soon, he carefully parked the truck, backing up so that the tail end was facing the sea. You both jumped out excitedly, rushing to get everything set up just where you wanted it. Ice Bear lugged out his favorite travel grill and ice chest of goodies. You took to work setting out various towels and a beach blanket upon the sand along with a sheltering umbrella to shield from the sun. Everything was going perfectly. You were smoothing out the sand beneath the beach blanket to allow a better setting when it happened. Ice Bear was busy preparing a grilled lunch for the both of you. He didn't realize it, but when he was cooking, he hummed gently to himself a song he had heard when you first met. It was so quiet, only the very trained ear could hear it. Luckily, you were one so special to be able to hear him when he thought he was silent. But suddenly, he was. Silent. Nothing but the hiss of the grill could be heard. Your head popped up from over the umbrella. "Ice?" You questioned. He was standing there behind the grill as still as can be. His hands were drawn in front of himself, very much unlike him if he were entranced with cooking. You eyed him suspiciously, standing to make your way to him. "Are you okay?" You reached for his hand that he held to his chest. He flinched when you grabbed onto it and your eyes widened. "You burnt yourself!" You quickly opened the cooler and twisted open a bottle of cold water. "Let me see-" "Ice Bear is okay." "No, you're not okay!" You argued. "You're hurt!" You took his hand into yours again, more carefully this time. You poured the cold water onto the burn and inspected it for yourself. In reality it wasn't that bad. It looked as if he had just accidentally brushed against the front of the grill with the side of his hand, turning the skin an angry red. "You have to be more careful," you pouted, leading him to sit on the ground next to the ice chest where you prepared a cold compress and some Neosporin. Ice Bear said nothing as you tended to his hand. He watched you as you muttered to yourself about how he should be more careful, but that he was going to be okay. You flipped his hand gently within your own as if you were handling an injured baby bird. Ice Bear felt his face begin to heat up with all this attention. It wasn't long before you were pressing the back of your hand to his forehead, checking for a fever because of how red his face was getting all of a sudden. Ice Bear just blinked up at you with soft eyes as you concluded your check-over. "Alright, now you just sit over here and I'll finish up the food-" You cut yourself off as you glanced over at the grill. "Oh crap! It's burning!" Carefully tucking your boyfriend underneath he umbrella you were previously under with a stern, "Stay here," you ran over to the grill to try and save dinner. A lot of smoke and some charred lumps of food later, you had scavenged what edible parts you could of the burning food on two plates and brought it over to your boyfriend who had been patiently waiting where you had left him. "Ice Bear's sorry," he stated, eyes still soft as he looked over your disgruntled form. "It's not your fault, Ice. I'm just glad you're okay." You smiled at him then and his eyes grew, if that was even possible. "I love you," he reached out a hand and cupped it beneath your chin. You swore you could feel tears in the corners of your eyes like some cheesy romance novelist. "I... I love you too." He pulled you close then, moving aside to allow you a place at his side. Soon, the plates were empty, both your bellies were full, and sun began to set over the sea. The golden rays of light turned to a fiery orange, skipping across the crashing waves, and onto your skin. You relished in the warmth, shielding your eyes with one hand to see the horizon, you spotted a jumping pod of dolphins. Just when you were about to call out to Ice Bear about your findings, you turned to find that he had already seen it. He sat there next to you, eyes wide in awe, a perfect silence enveloping the both of you. Still, you smiled softly at him even if he can't see it now, cuddling closer with your head on his shoulder as the sun disappeared from sight.

...

Panda

"Camping?" You asked skeptically. "I don't know..." "To be honest, I've only been once before. But I'd really like to try it again, with you." Panda admitted shyly, nuzzling his head into your shoulder as you both sat on the couch. A long talk later and a few encouraging words for everyone and you were packed and ready to go. You both decided to camp in the woods. One, because it was the closest in case of an emergency and two, because Panda had said he had camped in the woods before. "I'm nervous but excited at the same time!" You said, helping to unpack the lifted-tent from the car. Panda agreed, helping you to set up the tent as a team. The leaves from the trees were a brilliant green and gave off a pleasant smell like that from a candle. The weather had been perfect all day so far and you couldn't be happier with how the set up was going. That is until... "Oh no!" Panda yelled, rummaging through his luggage. "No, no, no!" He panicked, this time running over to the car. The nervous man threw open the glove box, moving numerous papers, napkins, and a questionable amount of parking tickets to the floor. "This can't be happening..." Panda was on the verge of tears. You rushed over, holding onto his arm, concerned he might be injured. When you saw nothing was physically wrong, you asked, "What's wrong? What are you looking for?" Slowly... very slowly... Panda lifted the tiny rectangle in his hand, a glittery charm hanging from a braided string. His phone. "I-I forgot the phone charger!" You swore you saw a tear fall down his face. You knelt next to him, "Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry." "I guess we'll just have to save the battery for emergencies and maaaaybe the occasional picture~" You attempted to help him see the bright side. "If worst comes to worst, we could get someone to bring the charger to us. It's not the end of the world." You smiled shyly, adding quietly, "You can always look at me if you get bored." Panda choked on air, blushing furiously. "Y-your right... about the not being the end of the world part!" He pretended not to notice your last comment, though he had already begun taking your advice. ... The next couple of days, you both took your time. You searched for the prettiest places to explore in that area. These places included: the stunning oak trees as they towered above most everything around them, the large and gleaming lake (famous for coupled boat rides, which Panda just had to sneak a picture of both of you at), a traveling ice cream truck, and the several cute small forest creatures around the camp. Before you both knew it, it was the last evening at camp. Panda had a great idea, seeing the sun was beginning to set. "Let's go up that hill to get a better view!" He explained. You both held hands as you walked through the field of blooming plants and flowers trailing up the hill. When you got to the top, you both were stunned. It was beautiful. You could see most everything from here, the lake, the ice cream truck as it drove away, the tops of the oak trees, and the small forest creatures retreating into the woods for the night. You turned to Panda now, opening your mouth to voice all that you had seen, only to fall short of words. His back was to you as he had become mesmerized by the sunset. Wrapping your arms around him from behind, you nuzzled your face into his shoulder... you both watch in a comfortable embrace as the sun disappears.

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(Sorry Panda’s is so short! I just can’t get a feel for his character lately ^^;;)

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