#miss 🪷 anon!!

[simonzmama]

MISS ARI!! I HAVE RETURNED TO REST IN THE PRETTY PALMS OF YOUR HANDS ONCE MORE!!!!! i have a vacation coming up soon😞😞 i have to clean my apartment most of the time so I’ve not enough time to visit most of the blogs im a silly little nonnie for 😡😡😡😡 grrrr but ive been thinking about you miss ari!!! I am still lurking…still reading your writing! (i eat it up everyday! it’s like a meal!) you’re so sweet to me:(( i’ve missed you! :D more about meeeee hm……. iii am half filo and half japanese? i like writing, too! i love writing:D the only thing i cant truly write is smut so i follow blogs like yours to practice more and gain inspiration:0 you’re a really good smut writer ! i go :0 wheb you post!! oh oh oh i also really like pink and!!!! i come across as rather childish to some people because of my stylistic choices and well. my pillowcase has a unicorn on it. and maybe I am a bit childish but i don’t see the problem!! I also really like disney princesses…. you remind me of a disney princess!! my favorite is actually aurora, who is yours miss ari? do you like other media besides cod:0 and also also!!!! whats your favorite thing to do outside of this blog?:0 ahhhhhhhh i missed you so dearly …. how have you been? how is life? :D one more thing ; you’re so cutesie patootsie😞 like you’re the type of womam i could write poetry about😞 youre just ….. chokes))) SO COOL youre so cool😞😞😞😞

kisses, kisses x2, hugs, and luv,

-🪷

IS IT REALLY YOU? MISS LIL DELENAA?? where you going for vacay baby? n why wasn’t i invited? 😢😂 never feel obligated to talk to me sweet love, although i am always truly happy like a lil girl when i see the pink text in my inbox. 🙏 you’re a sweet silly babydoll n i’ll always be waiting for you mama

i’ve been thinking bout you too lil bunny, been missing your sugarrrr sweetness hunny. watchu been up to luvie you been busy?

thank you for pitching in sweet girl, it makes me giggle that you still reading what i write even when you don’t got the time 🤭 love you peach

filo n japanese??? you must be a beautiful women miss can’t even begin to imagine how lovely you look, your personality tells me all i needa know. you say you like writing too hmm? do you write on your blog? or just for fun ma? i’m curioussss bout you wanna know everything bout you.

yk if you ever need help writing something dear love, i gotchu. text me the addy n ill give you sum to write about 😂 although im so truly in awe how you may find me an inspiration that is so absolutely sweet n delicious of you to think. i appreciate much more than you may think pretty doll. thank you for all your kind lil words lovee.

people just be haters now a day, live that shi up like it’s a life style. i hope you neva let that affect you baby, i like you as you. with your lil unicorn pillow n all 😉 fuck other people 🖕🖕

i remind you sweet girl of a disney princess? 🥹 SHUT UP. that is much muchhhh to sweet baby, i love you 🙏 my favorite disney princess is tiana, her beauty is outta this world, she’s just so absolutely cute 😂 other than cod… i am a whore WHORE for avatar 2009..? 🫦 ion gaf if they blue aliens i will ride that big dick till it’s coming up my throat. now excuse me, n my language that wasn’t very cute n ladylike.. sigh. 🙂‍↕️ that’s bout it doe baby.

outside this blog, welp my life really doesn’t have much importance. nothing to really get into tbh. i live alone with my puppy n kitty, smoke till my lungs go black n get high off monomer all day. 👍 whatta bout you baby? watchu you like/do outside the escapism of this app?

IVE MISSED YOU. i truly have missed you peachy girl, i was getting worried my miss delena disappeared but i am more than happy to have you back up on my blog baby, im sure everyone else is too cu you’re so fuckin adorable. UGHHH 😫 i hate life 🤦‍♀️ i’ve been working through the days yk gotta get through i suppose 😂 hbu you mama? i hope you have been doing so amazing you deserve it sweet thing.

write poetry about me pls?? 😔 we can exchange words for each other cuz you are a heaven sent being that i have undiscovered words to speak on. you are such a beautiful sweet angel baby, thank you for being here. thank you love 💕

btw’s you’re cooler miss, always will be 😉

kisses kissez all the kissies in this world for you, i’m hug till your ribs break n i love you angel 💋

[bywons]

is everything alright to you now? i lost hope in this country and government. i just don't want to be here anymore.

🪷 anon

no, never until right justice is brought to every woman including her. not until very woman in india is fearless to walk alone at night. the authorities are failing us over and over, completely ignoring the main issue of this heinous crime and trying to bring her justice for dirty politics. i'm praying everyday, im disturbed and frustrated by this, i hope this issue meets an proper, just end. lets not lose hope </3

[ssahotchnerr]

I want to bite aaron's biceps 🧍🏻‍♀️

- 🪷

you and me both bestie 😫 i gotta have a cm marathon BUT only episodes where he’s in a polo hehe 🤭🤭🤭

[celestie0]

🪷 Jjk0 is proof that angry, jealous gojo is the hottest version of gojo. Dude was so pissed about geto and Miguel that he beat the daylights out of the dude for no reason except for a kfc breakup..#need

I love pathetic men (that are otherwise chill and composed) so damn much esp when the guy is shameless about their jealousy and desperation. Like ok Mr zestycles..what did you say to your cult leader ex boyfriend that made him blush and giggle right after he said he couldn't truly smile in this world?? 🤨

Just imagine ihm gojo (I know I'm obsessed with him but he's closer in age to canon gojo LOL which is why this scenario) just getting aggy as hell over someone being uncomfortably close to you..grown ass man bitching about it like... ur 36!! cock and balls out NEOWWWW👖📴🍆🫴🏼🍦😋

NO SRS bc i love silly boy gojo sm i want to kiss him but when he’s serious n locked in to get shit done n angry n inconvenienced n irritated n jealousssss 😓😓😖😖😪😪😮‍💨😮‍💨🤧🤧😵‍💫😵‍💫……he’s SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO yea lilypad anon i trust u get the vibe xD

like i dunno it’s like when u piss of the chill person n a light switches on in them n you’re like 😳…yo who’s this new guy…and where have my panties gone. but also now that i think about it gojo is 100% the type to go “no more mr nice guy” before beating the living daylights outta someone ✋🏼😭 and it’d make me wanna suck his dick 😔😕 #notproudofit

MR ZESTYCLES HAS ME ROLLING LMFAOOO

ok yes it is so canon that he took out his breakup angst on miguel 😭😭 poor dude caught SO many strays just bc a zesty slenderman who is also unfortunately the strongest person in the world couldn’t handle being broken up with by his big beautiful goth bf over TEN YEARS AGO ✋🏼😔 justice for miguel fr

also PLS ihm gojo is mr zestycles galore n pretty decently composed most of the time but i can’t wait to write the moments where he loses his marbles bc he can have a temper for sure ✋🏼😭 esp if someone fucks up or disappoints him lol i mean it’s giving suburban cool dad that’s super chill but when he flips you just KNOW you’ve done goofed up 😓😨……………but imagine the sex tho 🤭🤭🤭

[httpiastri]

https://www.tumblr.com/httpiastri/751915525323603968/i-have-so-so-much-to-say-abt-pepe-and-all-the-pepe

it’s not super sad i promise but it kinda felt like it at first but there was a moment where adrian campos said, “but if there’s a driver that fits campos perfectly right now, or is the embodiment of it, it’s pepe” and i’m not quoting him perfectly but it made me so soft inside because he also kept talking about how the driver is 100% of the effort and the car is fine with basics, but its the driver that matters and ive been emotional recently so i took it as him being a little mean about pepe but idk 😭😭 and all the pepe moments!!

i know youve posted a small montage of his hands before but god theyre actually huge im sorry but like im actually in shock whenever i see him

i hope you’re having a wonderful evening rn!!

- 🪷

okay ive watched it now and him saying that about pepe…. freaking melted my heart……… goddddd im so glad he's there with them, they fit so well together and i just 😭 i have complete faith that things will turn around!! i know they will!!!!!

and aaaAaA his hands there (and also the campos vlog)?!?! theyre literally HUGE??? what even-

like 😭😭 how am i supposed to breathe when i know he exists just a few hours away from me and he has these hands? and theyre not holding mine??????? not fair actually

also ofc just have to include this because 🫠 we've obvs talked about his temper before and……

idk this is just doing things to me, bye

[breathlessangelkisses]

🪷 I miss youuuuuuu 🥺😘

[mondaymelon]

I'm just letting you have Ur boys for now

And I was a lil busy with shtuff

🪷

society has collasped

i want to be a third grader again

[createacamillahect]

You’ve come to Canaan House on the Emperor’s summons. You haven’t seen Camilla Hect in years- maybe half a decade. You think of her often, but there was never any idea of seeing her again. It’s a bridge beyond what she’s allowed.

And yet, here she is, standing a half step behind her necromancer. She looks different. Her hair is longer, much longer. There are scars on her bare arms, and her cheeks are no longer round as they were when last you saw each other. She was childish in those faraway days. You were both so childish- god, you were just children, weren’t you? But now, it’s unmistakably clear- Camilla Hect is grown, and for better or for worse, so are you.

Tentatively, you approach her and her necromancer. You bow. You know them both, but you know the adept only very distantly. The adept’s eyes don’t meet yours the same way, as if your minds are all but magnetized to each other.

You came here for immortality, but now you’re not so sure. If Camilla Hect isn’t a part of immortality, you certainly don’t want it.

-🪷

The last time you saw Camilla Hect you were in her lap. Your hands were in her hair and hers around your waist. When you were in your teens, she had been your first kiss. This last kiss hadn't been the first, but the last in a series of passionate, albeit still objectively bad kisses. It had been as if you were one flesh. You don't know if you could be one complete flesh without her.

You hadn't kissed anyone since then.

Her tongue comes out and wets her bottom lip. It's the only tell that she's affected by seeing you.

"Palamedes Sextus," you nod, and bowing, take her hand and press damp lips around the middle knuckle. "Camilla," you say as her stoic expression flits hungry for a half a second.

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When you kiss her again, the kiss is objectively good. Though you haven't kissed anyone, you suppose you've gotten better through intake of new ideas. She, however, seems to have practiced and gotten very good. You wonder if that's how she gotten involved with Palamedes. She kisses your neck and grabs the back of your thighs as she picks you up to pin you against the cold stone wall. "Where's Palamedes?" you ask into the dark as she bites and laves the skin she reveals by your unbuttoning your shirt.

"Asleep," she murmurs against your skin, "don't worry, when I'm done with you, you'll be out cold."

[angelic-jeonghan1004]

Yellow, are you awake??? Miss you so muchhhhhh

muah muah from your lovely 🪷

Tears are in my eyes you���re so precious to me 🪷 anon I adore you dearly💗 sorry for not being up then, I miss you too! How are you? Are you well? What have you been up to? I’m sorry for my absence I’ll try to post more again I’ve been going through some stuff sadly but I’m better now! 💗 thank you for stopping by💕

[earthtooz]

Watching the first episode of Blue Lock (you finally wore me down).. who was going to tell me that the coach commentator guy is absolutely bonkers - 🪷

OMG HAI 🪷 ANON !!!! HELL YEAHHHH ANOTHER PERSON ON THE BLUE LOCK BANDWAGON !!!!!!

look i think he's funny... (and gross but wtv) but i think 'absolutely bonkers' is kind of underselling just how dramatic this man is. his character design alone should be enough to communicate how insane he is.

[simonzmama]

HI MISS ARI!!!!!!!!!! WAHH HELLO HELLO HELLO I AM SOO HAPPY. i have been taken in! as a silly lil anon! wahoo! yippee! i don’t know if you can tell but im galloping in joy rn hello? but hi! im 🪷 !! i have several different thoughts at once and most of the time they include COD men! I giggle my feet when you share your writing and when your writing gets a bit silly (read: you write toe curling, eye-rolling-back, type smut) i have to take a couple laps down my room! and i also like hello kitty! the place i live in is near a supermarket that sells real nice cleanser and its in hello kitty packaging and im like ?!!?!!!! WOH ?!!!! whenever i see it. and i call u miss ari bc … bc i like calling pretty women miss!! thank yew! have a goodnight!! xx

— kisses, 🪷

HELLO MY LUVIE GIRL!! you are not only my first, but my clearly most precious sweetest lil angel of anon baby!! so absolutely happy to have you here!! 🫠 i am just as ecstatic as you right now mama, you have no idea how utterly happy i am to have you as my lil baby hun!!

many of my thoughts are stolen n taken by cod men as well 😂 can’t help my obsession truly. 😢🤦‍♀️ thank you for being such a lovely sweet girl mama can’t express how sweet you are my lil luv!! now personally i had to take a couple laps round my room reading this cuz you absolutely just melted my soul you precious lady 🤦‍♀️😣😣

AYEEE buy me sum of dat hello kitty cleanser baby, neeeeeddd it 😔 i have the cutest lil hello kitty chair n gawddd im obsessed!!! i be throwing ass on that chair like ong 😂

you gotta gimmie sum name to call you cuz you a pretty lady as well miss. got the sweetest soul i just know you’re the most beautiful thing evaa angel 🙏

thank yewww for tunninggg in now night night my lil lovely kiss kiss for you hun 💓💋

[lil-puppy-prince]

Someone's down bad tonight huh?

-🪷

hehe when am I not?

[mischievousmoony]

hi i saw your request were open, and i really love you’re work and i was wondering if you could do something with james where the reader talks very quickly and quietly and often is told that she needs to speak up. and james always knows what she says and its kinda just fluffy? no worries if you don’t want to write!! have an amazing night/day

- 🪷

is this my first emoji anon? 🤭 thank u love, i had a lot of fun with this request

𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙

⟢ james potter x reader ⊹ 1.9k ⟢ warnings/tags: not bully per say but other students are rude, fluff

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"Miss. Y/L/N, have you found a group to work with?" Professor McGonagall asks as students around you huddle in groups of four whilst you stand alone at your desk, packing your things.

You mumble a response as you stuff your books into your bag, attempting to flee the scene as fast as possible. It wasn't anything to do with Professor McGonagall, but rather the fact that you always felt a little scrutinized when talking to anyone in a position of authority.

McGonagall squints as she tries to decipher your words. She finds herself having to make a guess.

"If not, I am more than happy to assist in finding–"

"She's with us, Professor!" James jogs over, returning from enlisting members for your group. As you straighten out your leafs of parchment, James starts packing away your ink and quill for you.

"And 'us' entails?" Professor McGonagall questions.

With a casual flick of his thumb over his shoulder, James gestures to a pair of Ravenclaws standing by the door.

"Very well," McGonagall hums in approval before walking off to ensure any other stragglers have found a group before they depart.

James would prefer to have Sirius and Remus as the other half of your group, but McGonagall has permanently banned James and Sirius from working together ever since they turned a simple demonstration into their own personal stand up comedy gig, resulting in some arguably intentional mishaps in their spellwork.

You've just latched your bag closed when James takes it from you and slings it over his shoulder without giving it much thought. He’s always absentmindedly doing you little favors, like it's his second nature.

"So, Cody has nothing better to do on a Friday night, why am I not surprised?" James says teasingly. "He’s insisting we hit the library and get a head start on the project. You free right now?"

"I'm free," you confirm, looking over James' shoulder at your group mates.

You hate group projects for a multitude of reasons. At least with most Ravenclaws— especially the two you're partnered with, Cody and Isla— you don't have to worry about them not carrying their weight.

This makes your main concern having to work with people you don't know that well. All you did know about them is that they're the kind of Ravenclaws that other Ravenclaws say give them a bad rap. They have a raging superiority complex, and you’d be surprised that James is okay to work with them if you didn't know him. That boy thinks he can make a friend out of anyone, save for some rivals he has in Slytherin.

So, you’re mostly surprised that they want to work with the two of you, but that probably has something to do with James being at the top of the class. Otherwise, they wouldn't normally branch out to students outside of their house.

You suddenly feel uneasy, realizing that for this project, you’ll be the student that the others are weary of not pulling their weight. You feel your hands get clammy over the potential judgement running through Cody and Isla's heads as James leads you over to them.

"Are we going or what?" Cody asks rather unmannerly.

James opens the door for everyone, "Lead the way."

You filter out into the hallway. Soon, the four of you fall in step with each other as James throws an arm around your shoulders.

"How long are we planning to spend on this today?" Isla asks.

"Well, if we dedicate the afternoon to it, we could get all of the research out of the way in one go." Cody responds.

James meets your eye with a sideways glance, and an entire conversation is shared through a couple facial expressions.

His lips curl into a knowing half-smile, See? No plans.

Your eyes twitch with amusement before they shift toward the pair. A microscopic scrunch of your nose conveys, I don't want to spend the whole day with these people.

His face contorts, Me neither, and he shakes his head, we can't anyway.

Your head tilts curiously.

"We have plans later," James verbalizes.

"We do?"

“Sirius got his record player repaired.” James smirks, “And I may have some butterbeer and a certain record waiting for us back at my dorm.”

Your eyes widen with excitement, “James, you didn’t!”

“Oh, but I did.” James says proudly.

“Sorry,” Cody interrupts, “you can’t work on the project tonight because you have to go listen to music?” Cody asks, and the rhetoric nature and judgmental tone are lost on you.

You dive into an explanation on how it’s not just any music, but your favorite band’s brand album. And not just that, but the limited edition record complete with bonus tracks not available anywhere else.

The record was wildly out of your budget and although record stores far and wide all received copies, they didn’t receive very many. You had accepted that you would likely never get your hands on a copy, but you hadn’t accounted for James’ readiness to move mountains at your whim.

You excitedly speak about your favorite band and everything you know about the new record, and it’s like you can’t get the words out fast enough. James listens intently, grinning widely and nodding along with your every word, interjecting occasionally with commentary of his own. You're too busy raving to notice the shared look between Cody and Isla.

"Is this supposed to be a private conversation or are we expected to understand you?" Isla sneers as the four of you reach the library doors.

James' grin falters as watches your excitement fade. You mumble out an apology, which James found completely unnecessary.

His tone flattens out from amused to deadpanned as he addresses Cody's earlier question, both to alleviate some attention from you and to deliberately ignore Isla, "We'll stay for an hour, maybe two. But after that, yeah, we're going to go listen to music with our friends."

Ever the gentleman, even when annoyed, he holds the library's door open for everyone. He eyes the back of Isla's head with offense as she passes, but his eyes soften when you walk through next.

The four of you quickly find a table, as not many are occupied to begin with.

James musters up a semblance of professionalism as he forces himself to stop glaring at Isla as she and Cody begin to discuss a plan for the project. Cody takes it upon himself to divide up areas of research without consulting the rest of the table.

"Hold on," James' brows furrow at his audacity, "What if I don't want to be in charge of researching the wand mechanics? And Y/N has an exceptional understanding of magical theory, she should be in charge of the magical formulas."

Cody and Isla's eyes fall on you and this time you don't miss their criticism.

"You have an exceptional understanding of magical theory?" Isla's face contorts into that familiar sneer.

James doesn't try to hide the way he rolls his eyes. He nudges you, "What was it you were saying earlier? The idea you had for the project?"

You gulp before you dive into an explanation. It feels like Cody and Isla were burning holes through you with their stares, so you try to distract yourself by gazing down at your hands as you them wring together.

In the middle of your explanation—

"Couldn't you at least look up so that I might have a chance at reading your lips?" Cody grumbles.

If looks could kill, James Potter would be a wanted man.

"S- sorry," you practically squeak. You do look up, but the glare on Cody's face intimidates you into mumbling even more. Even the most skilled lip reader wouldn't have a clue as to what you are saying.

"Merlin, could you just speak up?" Cody snaps his fingers in your face and your words die in your throat.

James suddenly wishes he had a beater's bat handy.

"Oi! Get your hand outta her face!" He raises his voice to levels that would surely attract Madam Pince's shushing any minute.

Cody retracts his hand but stands by his actions, "We'll hardly get anything done today if she can't even speak clearly. How do you expect me to deal with this?"

"Alright then, new plan," James says through gritted teeth. He stands abruptly, and his chair scrapes loudly across the floor as it shoved back by his sudden ascent. "The two of us will research the wand mechanics and magical formulas on our own, you two can have the rest. I'll let you know where we'll go from there next class."

James' hand finds yours in a grip that is surprisingly gentle considering the way he is currently conducting himself. He tugs on your hand, prompting you to rise from your own seat.

"You're just going to leave?" Isla asks.

At the same time, Cody protests the plan, "There's no way that I'm accepting that."

"Well, Cody, if you wanted to be in charge, then I guess you shouldn't have been such a cun–"

"James!" This time you're loud enough to speak over James' biting words.

"See you in class" are James' parting words to the very stunned Cody as he pulls you away from the scene.

Once in the hall, James can't help himself from raging over Cody's behavior.

"What a slimy git! Who does he think he is?"

You squeeze the hand that James still has wrapped around yours as he tugs you through the halls.

"James," you call gently.

"Don't know why I said yes to working with them. They basically cornered me, I'll have you know! I should've ran the other way when I saw them–"

"James," you try again, more firmly.

"Maybe if we talk to Minnie on Monday we can get our group switched. You don't suppose we can work with Sirius and Remus considering these extenuating circumstances?"

You dig your feet into the floor, "James!" you call out one last time, finally earning his attention.

James spins to face you, his hold on your hand not letting up.

"Yeah?"

"Calm down, would you?" You're voice comes out tinged with laughter.

James' troubles melt away at the sound of your laughter. His eyes search your face for any sign that it's false.

"You're not upset?" he asks, knowing you've been sensitive in the past to people's commentary on the way you talk.

"No, the look on Cody's face when we stormed away was healing enough."

This earned a laugh from James, "It was pretty satisfying."

James gives your hand another tug so that you fall into step with each other again. He only drops his hold on you to sling his arm over your shoulders.

"Dunno why people become such dunces around you." A playful smirk dances on James' lips, "Distracted by that pretty face, maybe, whereas I know how to multitask."

You shake your head at his antics, but your lips can't be stopped from curling into a grin.

"I can't deny the fact that you're the only one who seems to always hear me."

In the past, you've considered the possibility that James can always tell what you're saying because you feel more comfortable around him than anyone else, prompting you to speak more clearly. In actuality, James doesn't even need your words to know what you're thinking. He's known you for a long time, and he's spent every minute of it learning everything there is to know about you. By now, he might know you better than he knows himself.

"I guess I just might be the luckiest guy around, then, that I don't have to miss a second of your charm."

You sigh at his teasing and knock your shoulder into his, completely missing the genuine adoration in his eyes as he studies the way you smile at his words.

He can't wait to see how your smile looks when you find out that record he got you is signed.

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[httpiastri]

WAIT OMG I JUST REALISED THIS MEANS I CAN WATCH CLIPS FROM PREVIOUS STREAMS I MISSED

- 🪷

AAAAAAAAAA THIS IS THE GREATEST DISCOVERY EVER 😭😭😭😭 just have to share this clip that ive been going crazy over:

likeeee nonnie im so wrecked 🫠 the way you talked about christian's humor? i feel it 110%?? just the tone of his "hAAA?????" has me actually laughing out loud every time i rewatch it 😭 but also the way pepe laughs (and his gorgeous smile, kill me) at every word he says like man we get it, you're down bad for him 😭 but also pls keep it up because i'm down bad for you and your laughter makes my life brighter and-

also omfg his little stubble?? kill me????? i may have been thinking about helping him shave for the last like month or so but that's a thought for another time……

[lipglossanon]

Because

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puppy!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)

Shoutout to all of those who gave me the inspo! There are many anons and mutuals; the few I can remember are 🐶 anon, @rusty-phasma, and 🪷 anon

big kisses to everyone not listed as well; you guys are all amazing and thank you for encouraging me! 😭 💜

Warnings: 18+, puppy!leon, hybrid!leon, pet/owner dynamics, eager Leon, switch Leon, kissing, licking, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), collar and leash play, mounting, knotting, unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, reader says no but doesn’t really mean it so slight noncon if that’s triggering

Not proofread ✍️

Title from Because by Alice Cooper (cover of the original Beatles version)

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“He’s so cute!”

“Oh, he’s just adorable.”

“What’s his name?”

You let the chatter of strangers disappear into the background when bypassing the mall’s pet shop window as you walk to the parking garage. 

“Thinking about adopting him?”

High pitched laughter, “With those list of issues, no way!”

“Thought you said he was cute!”

“He is, just not that cute.”

Frowning to yourself, you turn to see what new addition they added to the storefront to garner so much attention. 

Oh.

He is cute. 

You glare at the retreating backs of the group of people laughing and giggling as they walk away from the window.  You step closer, now that you’re able, and just watch the hybrid as he tinkers with something in his hands. He looks really sweet, blue eyes almost shielded by his sandy blonde fringe. 

You step a little closer and he tilts his head to the side before raising it all the way to look up at you. He smiles, floppy ears perking up on his head as his tail wags. Internally, you’re yelling at yourself not to do it, but you find yourself looking down at the little page of information taped to the glass. 

“Leon, huh?” you murmur, eyes glancing over at him before going back to the paper. 

You can understand why they were snickering to themselves; he’s never had an owner and looks like there’s still a lot of room for improvement since he’s not fully house broken yet. Your eyes skim through the rest, but it’s just height, weight, etc. 

Turning back to him, you see that he has moved closer to the glass, eyes watching you excitedly. 

“Leon,” you mouth at him and he nods, stepping up to the window and placing his hands on it. 

Sighing to yourself, you hope you don’t regret this later, you place your hand on the glass with him repeating the gesture. 

You smile at him and his tail wags back and forth so fast it’s almost a blur. 

“Hi.”

You adopt Leon on the spot, probably the most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done in your life. The clerk helps you with all of the paperwork, happy the hybrid wouldn’t be stuck here too long. He informs you of the do’s and don’ts of hybrid care, giving you a folder full of information as well as a little duffle of items.

“He’s excitable so you’ll have some issues with him trying to run off. I’d keep him leashed til you get home,” the clerk hands you a leash, leading you to the back where Leon was taken as you filled out the application. 

“Hi,” his smile makes one appear on your face. 

“Hi, Leon, you’re coming home with me today.”

He dashes across the room startling you as he pulls you into a bear hug. 

“I’m so lucky, you’re so pretty and smell so good, and—“

“Leon,” the clerk’s firm voice cuts him off, quickly slipping a collar on his neck. 

Leon’s ears droop and he scuffs the floor with his shoe, “Sorry miss.”

“It’s okay,” you murmur where the clerk can’t hear, “I know you’re just happy.”

His ears perk up and tail starts to wag, “Yeah, yeah I really am.”

Leon bares his neck to you for you to snap the leash clip on his collar. He preens as you lead him out of the store and through the mall. Luckily you were headed home to begin with, so taking Leon straight there isn’t an issue. He behaves the entire drive home much to your relief, a little worried about what the clerk meant by excitable.

You find yourself falling into an easy pattern with Leon; he’s a fast learner, so he adapted to your routine pretty quickly. The housebroken issue resolved itself (he just never lived with anyone before so they had to say that on the form). He enjoys having his own separate room and loves taking baths. 

Leon even helps with chores around the house so by the time you’re home from work, you can cook a light meal for the two of you and relax on the couch. He always waits for you by the door, eagerly pressing against you and licking your neck and face in greeting. 

Today’s routine jars you when coming home, there isn’t a happy Leon waiting at the door. Frowning to yourself, you kick off your shoes and drop your bag on the counter. 

“Leon?” you call out.

Walking further into the house, you pass by your half closed door and hear whining. You pause and peek past the door frame, surprise making your eyes wide. 

Discarded knotting toys from the pet shop lay scattered all over the floor— obviously used recently as they’re all dripping with jizz. Looking over you can see Leon completely naked on the bed, buried in a pile of your clothes as he ruts into a toy. He looks fucked out already, hazy eyed and tongue lolled out, panting. 

“Leon,” you murmur, stepping inside the room. 

“Miss owner,” he whines, tail thumping against the bed, tears making his blue eyes seem bigger, “‘m sorry for making a mess. Hurts.”

Your heart beats fast as you take in his pitiful face. 

“It’s okay, it looks like a rut or heat of some kind,” you keep your voice soft, stepping up to the bed to ruffle his ears. 

He whines again, pressing up into your touches as hips keep humping into his toy, before looking at you with big eyes, “Oh no, oh I’m—“

He growls and you watch as his cock knots the toy, cum bubbling out of the sleeve until it’s spilling down the sides and coating your shirts and panties underneath. 

“Leon,” you watch dumbfounded as he ruts down, smearing the cum across your underwear specifically. 

“Smell so good, miss,” he moans, dilated eyes staring at the hem of your skirt, “makes me wanna—”

“No, Leon,” your voice is firm, “the toys are okay, but you can’t be… doing this every time, okay? This is my bed and clothes and it’s just inappropriate.”

He whimpers, head ducking down as he shrinks in on himself. 

Your hand hesitates but you softly brush his fuzzy ears, “Hey, I’m not mad, Leon. We just need to learn boundaries, okay? This is a very,” you pause trying to think of a way to say it. 

“Personal moment,” you gently move his head to look up at you, “I don’t want you to feel bad for something natural.”

“Not mad?” he sniffles, tail sluggishly wagging. 

You smile and pet him more, “Not mad, baby. You’re such a good boy for me.”

He smiles through his tears, “Love being your good boy, miss.”

Your eyes drop to the mess covering your sheets and he flushes hotly. 

“I’m gonna clean it up, just,” he trails off embarrassed, “I have to wait for my knot to go down.”

“That’s okay,” you stroke his ears one last time and step back, walking to the door, “I’ll go make dinner, just clean up and meet me at the table.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he murmurs, tail beating against the bed. 

A week goes by and there isn’t another incident, although you’re sure you’re missing some clothing items but you can’t for the life of you figure out what. 

Leon’s whines and whimpers can be heard throughout the house late at night, disrupting your sleep but you don’t have the heart to tell him to stop. He’s already mentioned how painful it can be if he goes too long without any relief. 

After endless google and Reddit searches, you’re at your wits end on how to help. The answers are all over the place but all agree that the toys are a temporary fix. You stumble across a thread run by hybrids themselves with much more informative and helpful answers. You bite the bullet and post your question to the page under a throwaway account. In no time at all, you have dozens then hundreds of replies. 

Aside from the silly joke or meme answers, you get a lot of information, all of it basically saying you should offer your hybrid help with his rut. A simple handjob can stave off urges for weeks at a time. You bite your thumb nail as you read the more steamy answers, feeling a pulse of arousal throb in your clit at picturing Leon in such a way.  

You hold off but by the end of the second week of Leon looking miserable, you finally cave and offer to help him (your own bubbling arousal and curiosity peaking). His eyes light up and you gesture for him to sit down on the couch. 

“Only my hand, Leon. And if you misbehave then you’re going to be sent to your room.”

“Promise I’ll be a good boy,” he nods so hard one of his ears flip backwards making you giggle. 

He smiles at you and licks your cheek, “So pretty, miss owner.”

“Leon,” you roll your eyes feeling shy, “sit next to me so I can help you.”

He quickly undresses and sits down, thigh pressing against yours, legs easily falling open as his cock bobs and leaks everywhere. 

Whining, he nuzzles into your shoulder, “s’this okay?”

You hum, “Yeah, you’re okay, Leon.”

Your hand reaches out and grasps his hot throbbing dick, making him arch up with a sigh. Biting your lip, you try to ignore how much you’re getting turned on from this. 

“Thank you,” he mouths at your skin, “thank you so much, promise to be so good for you.”

You suppress the shiver those words give you and slowly stroke along his thick cock. 

“You’re really big,” you mutter out loud before thinking twice. 

He groans, “That’s good, yeah?”

“Yeah,” you laugh softly, “it’s very good, means you’ll feel good inside someone.”

His cock kicks in your hand, globs of precum dripping from the tip to coat your fingers. You lick your lips and tease across his fat tip, coaxing more precum to dribble out. 

He pants and whines into your shoulder as you tease him, dragging out your quick handjob into something that edges him for hours. 

He’s slurring and whining against you, shoulder and neck soaked with his spit as he laps and licks at the skin he can reach. 

“Miss owner, I wanna cum, I’ve been such a good boy,” he whimpers, “wanna knot your hand, please. You said I could.”

“Not yet,” you’re so turned out, your panties are wet and sticky with slick, “wanna see how long you can last.” 

He growls and whimpers but lets you keep teasing his cock, playing with the head before feathering your fingers across his balls and knot. 

You watch as tears drip down his cheeks when he clenches his eyes shut. Feeling a little bad for him, you pick up your pace and jerk him off, getting a little rougher in your movement. 

“Oh, oh, that’s so good,” he mumbles, “gonna knot you, gonna knot my sweet owner.”

Your thighs clench together trying to alleviate the want building in your core. He growls and grunts as he pushes up into your fist, knot bumping against your fingers as it gets bigger. 

Snarling against your shoulder, he humps the tight tunnel of your fingers until sticky cum spurts from his tip, coating your hand as it drips down onto his knot and sac. 

“Good boy, Leon,” you keep your voice warm and soft, “you did so good for me.”

He keens in the back of his throat and nuzzles your spit covered skin.

“Thank you, I feel better,” he sighs happily, ears drooping as he yawns, “gonna take a bath.”

“Okay,” you reply as he shuffles to his feet and makes his way to the bathroom. 

You listen for the door to click before you bring your hand up to your mouth. Just pure curiosity is what you tell yourself as you press two cum covered fingers into your mouth. A moan slips past your lips as Leon’s salty flavor coats your tongue. 

Your phone buzzing jolts you from your illicit deed, arousal and shame warring in your chest as you quickly head to the sink to wash your hands. You look into your own eyes through the mirror; you were just curious that’s all, you project to yourself. 

100% nosey curiosity. 

So what if you got even wetter at tasting Leon’s thick cum. 

Now that you know what it’s like in your mouth, you’ll never have to think about it again. 

Totally not a big deal. 

Period. 

Hours later as you lay in bed, glaring at your watch face reading 2:37am, that little voice of doubt chimes in that maybe it was a big deal after all. 

You muffle a groan into your pillow, tossing and turning until you can find a comfortable spot. That Reddit page said you could offer a lot more than just your hand.. is the last thought you have before you finally succumb to the sweet embrace of sleep. 

The next morning Leon is rousing you much too early for four hours of sleep. 

“But you said we could go to the park today,” he pouts, his blue eyes pleading.

“I did, didn’t I?” you sigh to yourself, scrubbing a hand over your sleep filled eyes, “alright, I’m up.”

“Thank you,” he jumps onto the bed, tongue lapping at your cheek making you giggle. 

“Leon!” you laugh harder as he crawls completely on top of you, pinning you down to lick across your jaw and ear. 

“Thank you so, so much,” he hums against you, mouth panting as he licks across the seam of your lips. 

“Leon, don’t—“

Your words are drowned out as he licks into your mouth, sloppy puppy spit dripping all down your lips and chin. Whining, you try to push him off but he has your arms pressed down into the blankets. 

He hums louder, tongue now slowly lapping into your mouth making you squirm underneath him. Moaning, you go limp as his tongue flutters against yours, drooling all in your mouth so much you swallow it down before you choke. He takes it as a sign you like it, making sure to drip even more puppy spit into your mouth. 

Your nipples tingle as he deepens the sloppy make out, Leon rocking his hips down onto you as he keeps up the slow motion of pressing his tongue in and out of your mouth. When you shift your thighs, you can feel how your wet panties cling to your cunt. 

Moaning, you start to suck on Leon’s thick tongue, crossing that imaginary line you drew for yourself. You want this so why not let yourself have it? Leon notices the change and excitedly presses his mouth closer, now using his lips to messily kiss you instead of just licking into your mouth. 

At some point, Leon shifts enough for you to move your arms, but you only bring them up to tangle in his hair—being mindful of his soft ears. You sigh and mewl as he gets more aggressive, teeth nipping your lips before fucking his tongue roughly into your mouth. After deep, sloppy, spit filled kisses, Leon finally pulls away. 

“God, you smell so good,” he pants and chuffs against your neck. 

“W-what,” you clear your throat, feeling all out of sorts, “what about the park?”

“Can we still go?” his ears perk up, making you chuckle. 

“Yeah, but I need to get dressed.”

“Will you wear that pretty dress?” Leon leans up to look at you bashfully. 

You squint up at him, a confused smile on your face, “Sure, I guess. If the weather is nice enough.”

His tail wags, “It is! I’m gonna go get my collar.”

He scrambles off the bed and beelines it for his room, leaving your door open. You sigh and stare up at the ceiling for a moment, feeling like you should take a cold shower. 

Lugging yourself out of bed, you grab your change of clothes and head into the en suite bathroom. You finish your ablutions and change—shooting yourself a thumbs up in the mirror as you leave the bathroom. 

Stepping back into your room, Leon’s already crowding you, collar on as he presses the clipped leash into your hand. 

“You’re so pretty,” he gives you a wide smile, blue eyes gazing down to your dress hem, “smell so good.”

He drops down onto his knees and presses his face under your dress, burying his nose against your panty clad pussy. 

“Leon!” you gasp, hand tangling in the leash and pulling, but he rears against the pressure, tongue lapping at the thin lace gusset of your panties. 

You pull harder and he groans, bringing his palms up to press on your hips, sending you stumbling back against the wall. He quickly shifts with your body, nosing your thighs before sloppily licking against your cunt. 

You shakily pull up the edge of your dress until you can see Leon’s face. His dilated eyes flicker up to yours, hair ruffled and messy, ears twitching. 

“Leon,” you whimper, feeling his teeth tug and nip the fabric until he’s able to rip a hole into it. 

His tongue slips into the tear, making it larger until you’re basically wearing crotch less panties. Tugging on the leash just makes him grunt and moan into your pussy, tongue licking up the slick dripping from your hole. 

“Fuck,” you rock your hips making Leon growl, tail wagging behind him as his tongue flutters in your clenching hole. 

He moves up, tongue dragging through your pussy lips to circle your sensitive bundle of nerves til you’re whimpering.  

“G-good boy, Leon, right there, oh god,” you grind your sensitive bundle against his mouth as he suckles it between his lips. 

He whines and teases your pudgy clit with his lips and tongue as you yank his leash to keep his face right where you want. He pants and moans, moving his mouth against your pussy, tongue fluttering in and out of your hole. 

You tighten the pull on his leash and ride his face with a moan. You can hear how wet you are from the messy sounds of Leon’s mouth. He moves back up to lap and suck at your clit, tail thumping against the floor as he groans against the sensitive bud like he can’t get enough of your taste.

He finally pulls away with a huff, mouth swollen and shiny with slick. Before you can say anything, he’s standing up so fast you lose grip on the leash and he’s shoving you over the edge of the bed and flipping your dress up. Your panties are ripped in half and you feel his thick cock pressing into your hole. 

“Leon,” you try to raise up but he snarls and boxes you in, sinking his cock into you fast and deep. 

You wail and thrash as he grunts, rocking his dick deep into your soaked pussy until the tip grinds against the opening to your womb. 

Clenching and moaning, tears bead your water line, “S’too much.”

He licks the shell of your ear making you shiver, pulling halfway out of your pulsing walls to fuck back into your cunt. 

“Been wanting to knot your pussy for ages,” he whines, the sound of skin slapping together making you clench against his dick. 

“So naughty, letting me fuck your hand, cumming all over you, letting other pups know you’re all mine,” he mouths and lick all over the back of your neck and across your shoulders. 

“Just wanted t’help,” you mumble, feeling your pussy throb as he bullies his cock against your g-spot, bottoming out on every thrust.  

“Mm but you are helping now, miss owner,” Leon chuffs the back of your head, hips flexing as he ruts his dick into your greedy cunt, “sweet pussy all wet and willing for my puppy knot.”

You clamp down hard on his thick cock with a loud whine, “Oh, f-fuck.”

He picks up on that instantly and growls low, “Like my puppy knot? Wanna feel it lock me inside your tight wet hole?”

Hot arousal curls in your abdomen, clit throbbing at the thought of Leon knotting you. 

“Leon,” you mewl, fingers twisting in your sheets, cunt squelching loudly around his dick as you get even more wet and tight. 

“That’s it, miss owner,” he rumbles low in his chest, sloppily licking your shoulders, “get that pussy nice and slick for my knot.”

You’re coated in puppy spit and precum at this point, nipples hard and pointed as Leon drags you back onto his cock. 

“Gotta show you how good of a mate I can be,” he nips at your neck, “show you I can fill you up how you need, give you lots of pups.”

“Leon,” you whine as he bullies into your soaking wet hole over and over, “n-no pups, you gotta pull out.”

“But I gotta give you my knot,” he licks across your shoulder blade, “gotta breed your pussy deep.”

Shuddering, your arms give out, forcing your back into a deeper arch allowing Leon to fuck your pussy harder. 

“Gonna make you my bitch,” he growls into your ear, drooling all over your neck, “gonna mount you whenever I want, knot you so good you’ll beg for it.”

Hearing him call you a bitch in that low growl makes you press back harder into his thrusts, pussy squeezing his cock like crazy. 

“Leon,” you drag out his name with a moaning pant, “we can’t.”

“Why? Tell me one good reason why and I’ll stop, miss owner.”

“Cause,” your mind’s foggy with arousal, “cause…”

You shiver as he ruts deeper into your slick pussy, bullying that spongy spot in your cunt that makes you clench on him repeatedly. 

“Why?” he licks your ear, “cause you like it too much? Don’t want my dripping puppy cock filling you up? Giving you a thick creampie to make you feel nice and full.”

“Yes,” you moan, “I shouldn’t—“

“Miss owner, just let me do it one time, just so we both can see how it feels,” his voice is sweet making your thoughts syrup thick, “just let my fat puppy cock knot you one time.”

You shudder, pussy pulsing and fluttering around him as slick leaks down your thighs, “Just once?”

He growls in satisfaction, “Yeah, just once. Promise.”

You both know as soon as he knots you, you’re going to like it too much to stop. It’s why he laughs into your shoulder making you moan. 

“Can’t wait to empty my balls in your fat pussy,” he grunts. 

You wail as his tip knocks against your cervix roughly. 

“Love the way you sound,” he nips your neck, “love the way you smell, love how sweet you taste,” his voice dips into a deeper octave, “love how your hot pussy grips me so fucking tight. She’s really working for that puppy knot, huh?”

Drooling into the sheets, you whimper in reply, walls fluttering and clenching around his thick cock. The way he’s thrusting into your hole grinds your clit against the bedspread, orgasm steadily building higher and higher to its peak. 

“G’nna cum,” you slur out, toes curling as your hips shake, “gonna cum, fuck, Leon!”

You bury your face in the sheets as you cry out, cunt pulsing and milking his cock as he keeps railing you into the bed. 

“Yes, yes,” he snaps his teeth over your shoulder, “feels so good, gonna make me pop my knot early, fuck, take it, take it, miss owner, take my fucking cock.”

You keen pitifully as he bares down over your body, pressing his knot past the wet, clenching hole of your pussy with a low howl. Feeling his knot seal you together, your cunt clamps down around him tightly squeezing around his cock and knot. 

“Mmm so perfect,” he huffs against your ear, “doesn’t that feel so good? So warm and sticky inside? So much puppy cum filling you up.”

You mewl pitifully as he rocks against you, cock grinding all against the spongy spot in the front of your cunt making a second orgasm wash weakly through you. 

“Can knot you all day, miss owner,” he kisses the side of your cheek, “instead of going to the park,” he licks the corner of your mouth, “can I? Promise it’ll feel so good.”

You turn your head to suck his tongue into your mouth. He moans and eagerly licks into your open mouth. 

“S’fine, Leon,” you pull away with a sigh as he grinds your clit against the bedspread, “this’ll help, right?”

His tail wags happily, “Uh huh, help me out so much. S’okay to knot you again and again right? As much as I need?”

Brain feeling like thick syrup from the best orgasm of your life, you nod, “As much as you need.” 

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Hi! Could I please request Lavander with Eris?

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Lavender (Eris x Reader)

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, allusions to smut

Word Count: 1097

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A/N: I love me some Eris, thank you for requesting! I hope you enjoy it because I loved writing it! Please come visit again soon <3

EDIT: You're my first named anon, I'm SO excited! Thank you so much I really appreciate you, I hope you'll come again!

The fire crackling in the hearth flares in time with your husband’s frustration. He’s been bent over his desk all day, the furrow in his brow now seeming a permanent fixture. The title of High Lord had been hard on him, trying to repair everything his father had broken. You’re exponentially proud of him, however, your mate needs a break. You lean against the door frame of his study, clad in a silk nightgown and a barely-there robe. 

“Eris,” your voice breaks the quiet in the room like booming thunder. 

“One minute love, I promise.” He mutters, amber eyes scanning over another report or trade agreement. 

“Eris,” you try again, taking another step into the room. His eyes flick up to you for one second, the pupils going wide just a fraction. 

There’s no other tell that your husband wants to bend you over his desk, but every fire in the room burns hotter. 

“You look delectable, but I have to finish this.” He sounds mournful as he runs a hand through his hair. You hum, walking around to the back of his chair, and lazily draping your arms around his neck. Eris leans into your touch for a moment, exhaling a long sigh of relief. You drop a kiss onto his hairline as you rub circles into his shoulder planes. He practically purrs at your ministrations, melting into your soothing hands. 

“Take a break.” You mutter, planting kisses at the soft spot where his jaw meets his ear and he groans. “Let me take care of you, please.” 

“Are you asking or demanding?” Eris chuckles finally setting the documents down. 

“Your High Lady demands it,” You purr, “How about a massage?” You question and he hums his agreement, his eyes slipping shut as he lets you lead him away from his desk. Eris follows you like a man in a daze, blindly stumbling after your form like you’re leading him out of the underworld. When you finally enter your bedroom, Eris’s body almost crumbles in relief. He missed being in here with you, the comforting touches of the space you two share. You turn to face him and he’s knocked aback by your beauty, clad in your nightgown and robe as you begin to undo the buttons on his shirt. Finally, the fabric falls to the ground as you run your hands over the strong planes of his shoulders, down his biceps, and clasp his hands in yours. You press a featherlight kiss to his lips. 

“Lie on the bed,” You whisper against his lips, urging him backward toward the invitation of the soft mattress and cool sheets to fight against the ache in his bones. Eris follows your instructions leaning back on the bed and flipping over on his stomach. He feels your body, delicate and soft as you straddle his waist. You pause for a moment to uncork the bottle of sweet-scented oil before warming it in your hands and slathering it across his back. You run your hands across his back, skipping across like stones on water. Your fingers work each notch of his spine, trying to work out the knots that nest themselves between each vertebra. Eris wants to dissolve beneath your fingertips, forget everything he is, and all that weighs on his shoulders. 

The only thing he wants to be is your mate. That’s all he’s ever wanted anyway. 

He sighs letting himself sink down into the mattress as his mind finally settles. Eris has been so busy recently trying to rebuild the scraps of the court his bastard of a father left behind for him. You’ve been busy too, the newly established duties of High Lady eating a massive portion of your free time as well. You’ve missed each other, the restless golden thread is finally at peace now that you’re back in each other’s presence. After every knot in Eris’s back has been worked out, his eyes slipped shut and his breathing even you slip off his back and lie next to him on the bed. He reaches for you instantly, rolling onto his back and pulling you into his chest in one smooth movement. 

“Thank you,” he mumbles against your lips as he finally kisses you, sweetly and lovingly as he circles the back of your neck. You hum a response, deepening the kiss as you fist the sheets next to his head. You let yourself be kissed, enjoying the way he caresses your ribcage with a harpist's grace, gently plucking a tune in time with your sighs. Eris lays your head on his chest as he warms his hands, letting the fire in his veins soothe the cramping in the crook of your neck and shoulder blades, his other hand running the silk of your nightgown between his fingertips. 

“I’ve missed you,” You mumble into his chest and he noses along your hairline, taking a deep breath.  

“I miss you too, my love” Eris promises, “We will have more time once everything settles I swear.” You know he means it, and you can’t wait until everything settles down once more. Your eyes are beginning to slip shut, but Eris isn’t quite ready to let you drift into your dreams yet, too greedy for your presence. “Would you like some tea?” he asks, barely a whisper into the night and you nod against his chest. He slips away slowly, and you roll into the warm spot he left behind. He leaves the door open when he leaves, padding his way down to the kitchen instead of bothering a housekeeper so late at night. 

However, what he didn’t think of was that his hounds were also feeling neglected, and they missed their mother especially. Five of his hounds found their way into the room as soon as he left, quickly taking up their own territories on the bed. 

You didn’t protest as your personal favorite nestled his way underneath your arm. 

When Eris returned with two steaming mugs of tea he found himself ousted, and you fast asleep surrounded by a pack of sleeping dogs. Laughing to himself he set the mugs of tea down on the dresser, waving his hand to put out the candles in the room. He manages to worm his way back into the bed, rolling his eyes at the disgruntled sighs from the sleeping hound being moved. Eris finally fights his way onto his pillows and arm around your sleeping form as another dog lays its head across his lap. 

And for the first time in what feels like weeks, Eris Vanserra sleeps soundly.