#muzzle anon

[fatuismooches]

Hi hi, it's me muzzle anon again ! How are you? I hope you are doing well, also sorry for this long rambling-

I juST remembered that when lyney and lynette were announced (?) some people thought that they would be One playable character, so I immediately thought how fragile reader and dottore being one playable character lol

just switching between them when you do a charge attack like furina's ability but instead of just color palate changing, a whole new person gets on the field lol

It's fun to imagine what their voiceline would be :]

Especially if we imagine that the only reason you would switch would be because they are in a fight when changing so the voicelines would be worried and/or intense?

And also fragile!reader being a support character and dottore being a DPS would fit the whole "we only need/have each other" mindset going on ?

ALSO ALSO when you add them to your team they could come into the screen dancing? Waltzing into their section then standing close to each other <3 evil couple being cool vibes

Their idle and voicelines probably would be still the same ?, talking as if the other is not there but maybe one special idle is like that one twirle/dance (?) idle from honkai star rail with Clara and Svarog? OH and Clara stumbles in that idle and svarog catches her , makes sense since fragile reader stumbles while trying to dance too so Dottore catches them by their waist and smirks, sharp teeth full display

...Also you know how characters has voicelines for hits/ damage? Reader and Dottore could have voicelines for warning each other to be careful, especially Dottore getting very worried when reader takes a heavy hit but when it comes to other characters he just goes scara mode maybe worse than, "Why are you even here?" or similiar to xiao going, "Weak."

(And maybe reader comparing the character that took damage to Dottore, praising him while degrading them gently lol <3)

Tho I'm not really sure how the teapot would work lol maybe there would be an option to switch them like you switch from night to day lol OR they automatically change when it's day/night I imagine that fragile reader would like the day time more and Dottore night, because he is a shady guy (and also because when he looks up to stars he remembers the Akademia days he had with reader and how they used to also stare at the stars <3)

With them being considered one character, now they are together forever <3

Sorry for the long message again <3 also english is not my first language so sorry if some parts seem weird I just rambled a lot without checking since i got very excited of the idea of a playable reader after the last post ehehe anyway hope u and everyone has a nice night/day!

- muzzle anon

OH MY GOSH NFKFEWFE I JUST LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS MUZZLE ANON... ugh fragile reader and Dottore being playable is so real!! And i too remember that about the twins!! man that was really long ago huh? Anyway...

I ADORE the idea of them switching while doing a charge attack!! omfgrfwfr I can just imagine reader doing a dramatic, fancy pose and then it switches to Dottore rolling his eyes at your antics and adjusting his gloves... ugh he loves to indulge you, doesn't he? And hear me out too: instead of pneuma/ousia... two different elements/weapons too. They're just meta like that 😌 and extra supports who? Bennett? Nah, we don't need him. Reader is all the support Dottore needs to one-shot everyone <3 I imagine Dottore is the one who tries to hoard the screen time (he prefers to fight instead of you, he's worried about you pushing yourself too hard, but eventually he has to realize that he has to let you do your own thing too... he's hella overprotective still)

THE ADDING THEM INTO YOUR PARTY ANIMATION... CHEF'S KISS. I like to imagine reader is the one who tries to take the lead in this stuff :) Because even though they're still sick they're better than before, so they want to take advantage of that as much as they can and show Dottore how much they've changed :) You pull him into the frame of the screen and he twirls you around as you fall back into his chest, hands still intertwined :3 (traveler looking at your dramatic asses) AND THE IDEA OF DOTTORE CATCHING FRAGILE READER DURING THEIR IDLES...... UGHREGR WHY DO YOU BLESS ME WITH SO MANY GOOD IDEAS. Reader trying their best to hide their lousy skills from Dottore so they can get better on their own, but nope! You should have known that your husband is always watching you, nothing gets past him! He catches you by the waist only to pull you back up with ease and spin you around flawlessly, chuckling as you stumble right back into his chest.

Dottore would straight up not care at ALL about the other members if they got hurt 💀, I imagine he'd only speak if anything happened to you, or he'd be condescending about how useless they were 💀 reader is similar but they're nicer to others, like if a fellow Harbinger got hurt, they'd worry, but if it was an Archon or someone that annoys them, in general, they'd just laugh at them (and receive little to no healing)

In the teapot, I like to imagine they have two separate bodies there when you place them, so they just always stand next to close to each other. When you talk to either of them, both of them will end up having a conversation with you. Also, when you make them specific furnishings they like each of them and will comment on the other's tastes lol (Dottore - makeshift lab, you - cozy Sumerian room)

"Huh, will it kill you to put away the research? You do not need a lab in the teapot, dear."

"Oh, but I do, [Name]. How else will I make your medicine?"

"Ah... sorry about that. How about you come to my room later so we can relax?"

Traveler: ...

They are truly the embodiment of do not separate.

UGH I CAN GO ON AND ON ABOUT THEM!! 😭 let's not forget the matching skins... you and him in the Akademiya's uniforms again ;) AND DONT APOLOGIZE MUZZLE ANON!! I LOVE THIS AND LONG ASKS!!

[whumpshaped]

concept: whumpee with a shock collar, except whumper uses it to program them into being affectionate and touchy and “sweet” until whumpee is terrified at a lack of physical touch and clings to whumper like they’ll die the second they let go. <3

and maybe if/when they get out of there, they’re shaking the whole time because whumper isn’t there to touch them!! and whumpee can’t ask caretaker to do it in their stead because good pets don’t ask for things. good pets sit there and take it. as they deserve.

- 🎉

tw conditioning, shock collar, electrocution, captivity, pet whump, intimate whumper, muzzled, dehumanisation

“Come on, sweet. I’m not asking for a lot here.”

Whumpee glared up at their captor, the muzzle making it impossible to cuss them out. They weren’t going to lay their head in that demon’s lap. No fucking chance.

“Nothing bad would happen to you,” they went on. “I would pet your hair, maybe, because I don’t think I can stand not to. But other than that? Nothing at all.”

Whumpee braced themself for the shock. They could withstand it. They had, for at least five times now. It wasn’t that bad.

“Okay, just one more thing, and then I’ll shut up and just shock you some more.” Whumper raised the remote, showing Whumpee the buttons. “You know there are multiple levels to this, right? And that you’re on level one right now?”

Okay. That… that didn’t cross their mind. Whumper must’ve seen their surprise, because they gave them a few more moments to consider their choice. When they didn’t comply, they sighed and turned it up a notch.

“Suit yourself.”

-

Whumpee had been glued to Caretaker’s side ever since the rescue. They were a shivery, trembling mess, babbling incoherently about how they needed Master, how they couldn’t go to prison, because they needed them, needed to be there in their lap, and at their feet, and in their bed, and under their desk. Wherever. It didn’t matter, so long as they got to touch them.

Caretaker let them babble, gently petting their hair whenever they broke down crying. It wasn’t the same. Caretaker didn’t have the remote. The collar wasn’t even around their neck anymore, not really, but they could feel it, the memory of the prongs digging into their skin and promising pain beyond comprehension.

They didn’t let Caretaker go anywhere without them. They were the clingiest pet, just as they’d been taught, and progress was very slow with all the panic attacks they’d been having whenever Caretaker tried to push them a little.

There was no collar to train them. No Master to tell them what was right and wrong. Only the maddening uncertainty of ‘I don’t know, Whumpee, I really think we should try again’.

They rubbed their bare neck, watching helplessly as Caretaker took a few steps away from their bed. They were cautious and slow, constantly murmuring praise as they went. They didn’t get to the door before Whumpee jumped out of bed and ran after them, collapsing at their feet in a sobbing, apologetic heap.

[whumpandothercomfort]

maybe one more thing with masochist whumpee?

Whumpee has, perhaps, ended up with Sadistic Whumper specifically BECAUSE their pain tolerance is so high. Whumper keeps finding it a little too easy to break their toys. A stronger will is required.

Whumper was not specifically looking to purchase a masochist because half the fun of inflicting pain is the fact that it hurts. But they're open to experimentation.

Whumper straps Whumpee down to a table, immobilizing the major joints to make struggling difficult. There are a lot of torture implements hanging on the walls. Like, a lot.

"I'm going to muzzle you."

Whumpee swallows.

Whumper retrieves a fairly standard muzzle -- straps to cover the mouth and hold it closed. Then they pause. "Open up."

"Please-" Whumpee begins.

"Open up."

Whumpee obediently opens their mouth. Whumper slides a small metal plate behind their teeth -- just big enough to dig into the roof and bottom of their mouth, just thin enough to cause pain.

Whumpee is almost silent as Whumper fits the muzzle over their face. They only make a noise when Whumper tightens the straps to force their teeth together, making the metal bite harder. It's a desperate whimper, their muscles twitching spasmodically, their eyes wide.

"Good pet," Whumper murmurs. "It hurts, doesn't it?"

Whumpee closes their eyes, nodding just the tiniest fraction.

Whumper strokes their cheek with a thumb. "It's good, isn't it?"

Whumpee whimpers again.

"Look at me."

Whumpee's eyes open, but their gaze is unfocused. Glazed. Their pupils are huge with helpless, unwanted pleasure.

"Good," Whumper says. "You're nice and obedient like this. I think we'll just have to keep you in a little pain all the time, won't we? Is that what you need?"

Whumpee's soft, muffled protest is undermined by their body's response. Their fingers and toes both curl, their eyes rolling back, breathing heavy.

"It's good you found your way to me, really," Whumper says. "There's no one who can take better care of you than me."

[ohnoitsz1m]

shepvance plsplsplsplsplspls 🙏🙏

It is done :]

I just realized gheyre matchies with their ear+face markings

Sketch i didnt like

[willowser-but-nsfw]

have u ever thought of human dragon bakugo with a muzzle on .. and poor him hjs love language is biting OMFAO

omg...have not considered this...anon your brain is so ✨️✨️✨️

PLEASE he's so upset. something happens — maybe some guards try to get him back and a scuffle ensues and you're caught in a crossfire, and while he's so concerned with making sure you're okay, he doesn't realize someone is coming up behind him with a muzzle, and they manage to get it on him before he can fight them off.

okay. scene set. act ii.

and you...have no idea how to get the thing off LOL like with the first muzzle on his big dragon head, it was easier !! screws were bigger !! but this is so much more complicated akfjakfbja and you probably spend like. hours, sitting behind him trying to figure out how to undo the latch or pull it from his mouth, and it doesn't help when he's furiously sticking his fingers through the cage and YANKING. LIKE WE'RE GETTING NOWHERE SIR.

he has to deal with it for a few days. and he's PISSED. BEYOND grumpy. BEYOND grouchy. he spends every night trying to get comfortable, constantly bumping you in the back of the head with the metal. he wants to nuzzle into your hair and give you little bites under your jaw, even on your cheeks, wants to kiss you when you eat little biscuits in the morning and have dollops of honey clinging to your bottom lip.

IT DRIVES HIM CRAZY !!! HE'S SO PISSED !!!! he's tearing at this thing all the time, wedging his fingers between the strap and his head trying to make it loose, probably hurting himself in the process. one night you sit with him in the bathtub and he just WHINES. like full on whine coming from his throat, you've never heard it sound so desperate.

but. oh man. oh me oh my. when he finally does get the damn thing off...you two probably don't leave your little room at the inn for a few days LOL and you come out with a few more bruises than usual, little teeth marks everywhere.

omg. can you imagine like. feeling so bad for him that he can't indulge in his biggest source of affection, and so you try to get him off just to relieve some of the tension and he's just like. leaned back on his elbows, watching you with his little lidded eyes, thrusting into your hand with the fucking muzzle on !!!! brain short-circuiting. bye. probably got tears in his eyes, because it's scratching one itch but not the other aldnskdbaoajsj. BYE BYE GOODBYE.

[kissesandarsenic]

I'm a pup but, true to form, I also like to bite. How would you handle me?

A muzzle would work a treat on you. Keep you from biting and I get to see the mixture of shame and anger in your eyes as I coo at how cute you look now that you can't hurt your Owner. Forced to be a good dog for me instead of a vicious mutt.

If you decide to lash out at me in other ways, you'll be leashed in the corner of the room until you learn your lesson with only a pillow to make yourself feel good.

If you continue to play up, we'll get a cage with some sort of fucking machine. Either something with a dildo to stretch you out or a milking machine. You'll be overstimulated until you're a whining pathetic mess that has learnt their fucking lesson.

Play up again after that, and I'll add a shock collar. Then do the whole thing all over again.

[ssreeder]

“Since he’s relayed to Zhao, a horrible person, he can’t be that trustworthy.”

Iroh. My dude. My guy. You’re the brother of Firelord Ozai

Iroh hypocrisy?? In this economy?! Pfft. Someone muzzle that man.

[lipglossanon]

Thinking about hybrid Leons and muzzles.

For puppy Leon, you do it because his mouth is basically attached to your cunt 25/8. He begs to fall asleep suckling it, he begs to lick it good morning in the morning, and he begs to make out with it when he sees you after to work. Your clit is becoming constantly engorged, sticking out through your panties, and it’s /so/ sensitive. You tell Leon that he can still use his puppy cock with you, since you can never deny either of you the feeling of him knotting you, but he’s wearing a muzzle for a bit to make sure your clit heals a bit. He’s begging for anything else, he promises he’ll be a good boy and just suck on your pussy lips, just stick his tongue inside, you can’t deny him his favorite meal, please! But you know if you let his mouth anywhere near your pussy, he’ll suck your soul out your clit, and you would be too horny to stop him. So you have a pouty little puppy humping you like his life depends on it, his tongue trying to slip out through the muzzle to at least taste your skin but he can’t reach and he’s already to fucked dumb to understand why and he’s whining and whimpering and crying for a taste of you. Finally, you just grab your drenched panties and stuff them through the muzzle to get him to shut up, and he slobbers all over them like they are the only thing keeping him alive. Puppy needs a taste of you more than he needs to knot you, and that’s saying something.

For dog Leon, you have to do it because he can’t stop himself from biting you and honestly the wounds are getting a bit excessive since y’all fuck so much. Not to mention, you have an important event coming up with a lot of people, which makes Leon more possessive which means he gets more ruthless with his bites, breaking the skin to show off the indents of his teeth for days. You finally put your foot down with the muzzle, and say either he wears it to make sure he doesn’t bite, or you don’t duck until after the event is over. He’s pissed, wanting nothing more than to hold you down and put you in your place with his teeth holding the back of your neck, you’re his to fuck and mark as much as he wants. But you stay firm, telling him you won’t back down from this, that you will safe word out of the situation because the bites are starting to effect you physically and financially (since it will effect your job). He growls, more so at the fact he has to wear a muzzle because you don’t trust his self-control (rightfully so he reluctantly agrees) than you setting a firm boundary (he makes a mental note to tell you he is proud and happy that you expressed a boundary with him and that you were willing to use your safe word even when he seemed aggressive, because he may be driven by his instincts but he still loves you and needs you to feel safe and respected in this relationship). He’s mashing his teeth, snarling and trying to bite at you as he fucks into you violently. He’s cum twice but it doesn’t feel the same, nothing is satisfying if he can’t feel the give of your skin at his teeth, can’t taste your sweat on his tongue. His dirty talking is worse than it’s ever been now that he doesn’t have the ability to muffle it with your neck, and if you weren’t so knot drunk maybe you’d be more scandalized by it, but right now you’re only capable of cumming around your dog man’s fat dick

- 🐶

🐶 anon!! 🙌 🙌 😌 🙌 🙌

Oh my 🥴 🥴

Puppy Leon is so desperate 😩 😩 he just needs you so bad 😩

and dogman Leon being angry and snarling and gnashing his teeth while he fucks you? So hot 😵‍💫 😵‍💫 🤤

I love you 🐶 anon 😌

[sunshowersanddandelionwine]

YOU ASKED AND YOU SHALL RECIEVE

(this is going to be Long so prepare yourself XD)

Murderbot Diaries:

I have no idea if you've ever read the murderbot diaries books by martha wells (which, if you havent and have any sort of interest in science fiction PLEASE READ THEM THEYRE SO FUN) but the character of secunit is SO ghost coded its not even funny

for those unaware: secunit is short for security unit, which in the world of murderbot are partially artificial and partially human constructs created as cheap labor. secunits are considered property rather than people, despite being totally sentient. they are not, however, autonomous. secunits have a thing called a "governor module" that will essentially fry their brains if they do anything to go against the company/their client's orders. secunits can be repaired and reissued to new clients, so the whole thing is just super fucked up

anyway, back to the au. ghost, like murderbot, manages to disable his governor module somehow and is able to act completely autonomously. however, he's been so Fucked Up by you know... being a secunit, that he doesnt exactly know how to be autonomous or his own person, so he just. Doesnt. and he continues to protect clients as they come up, doing his best to hide the fact that hes able to act freely.

enter the 141 survey crew, who are his latest group of clients that hes been tasked with protecting. its a much smaller group than he's used to, only seven members compared to dozens and dozens, but that means he's the only secunit sent along which is for the better tbh. the members of the survey include laswell, price, gaz, soap, farah, alex, and roach.

for once in ghost's life, he's not treated as a looming threat or an inanimate object, but an actual person with thoughts and opinions of his own. and he Does Not Like This At All.

at least, not at first. but he finds his walls start getting eroded by these idiotic humans and their idiotic tendencies to make the worst possible choices. (especially a certain engineer with a taste for explosive materials, but thats neither here nor their)

of course, something has to go wrong, as it always does. there are two other survey teams on the planet - kortac and shadow company. and according to a message sent by one of them (not sure which yet lmao), something is hunting them.

and soon, the 141 is going to be hunted to

im trying not to directly copy the plot of all systems red (the first murderbot novella) so yeah!

Muzzled:

this is going under the read more because its getting too long lmao

cw for mild mouth trauma and general blood/violence

SO this one is fun.

ghost is still part of the 141, alongside gaz and price. he's a werewolf (obviously XD) and somehow, a mark gets the drop on him while he's shifted into his full wolf form

he wakes up in a tiny iron cage in a dank basement, with a burning pain across his snout, jaw, and neck. his captors managed to muzzle and collar him with pure silver, keeping him as weak and docile as possible. hes still fucking dangerous as shit, but this way they can at least handle him.

his captors, a group of hunter/poachers, have a shitton of other supernaturals trapped in the basement with him. they come down to gloat, and with them is a strange man. he doesnt talk smack like the others. he moreso tries to blend into the shadows and disappear. but ghost cant tear his eyes away from the bright blue eyes lurking in the darkness. or the thick iron band locked around his throat.

the man is clearly inhuman, but he cant - or wont - speak. hes tasked with taking care of the "feral wolf" (ghost) for the duration of his stay. from the precise wording of the orders, ghost knows exactly what the man in.

fair folk. something powerful, too, given the iron bands around his wrists as well.

days of ghost plotting his escape pass, and ghost and the fae start to come to some sort of wordless alliance. they take care of each other as best they can from their relative cages, finding solace in each other that they cant find anywhere else.

something happens later down the line, maybe gaz and price are getting to close to the operations, but the poachers decide that its time to cut their losses and skip town. they order the fae to "take care of the wolf". ghost's heart drops, because he knows that a fae cant disobey an order given by the keeper of their true name.

but in the poachers' haste to get things wrapped up, they made a mistake. they left the order unclear and open ended.

and the fair folk always take notice of loopholes.

the fae unlocks ghost's cage and releases him from the silver. ghost, rather than just go up and slaughter the entire organization himself, decides to be extra and lets loose every single other creature trapped down there with him. they all go and massacre the ring, but ghost doesnt. because the fae collapsed on the floor of the basement, dropping his glamour in the process. and the sight is grisly.

he's skin and bones, barely any muscle or fat on him at all. the iron ring around his neck and the iron bands around his wrists hang loose, showing the thick rings of scar tissue on pale skin. but the worst is his mouth.

coarse, rough thread seals his mouth shut, the wounds red and angry and irritated. locking the fae's strongest weapon away, keeping him firmly under the whims of his captors. he may have had the freedom of movement that ghost lacked, but he was as much a prisoner here as the rest.

ghost somehow manages to get them all out safe, and he finally gets the fae's name. his true name. not the silly little nickname he gave him in his head while watching him clean the basement day in and day out (soap).

for the first time in months, simon and johnny speak to one another.

there you go, hope you enjoyed! @bl-nk-sp-ce

[fatuismooches]

IT IS ME, the muzzle anon, hello again

after almost 1 year in hospital, im starting uni this year finally :]

being sick really reminds you how nice it is to be healthy, so while I was thinking about dottore and fragile reader I just had thought that reader probably had days where they felt like they were dying as they were laying on their bed. They already have an unknown disease that makes them weak and then a sudden fatigue hits them one morning and they can't even open their eyes, can barely move their hands, their whole body trembling and such- I would be very dramatic when I am sick, literally crying and thinking, "Yep, this is the end."

so imagine going, "I think this is the day I die..." to Il Dottore, tHE DOCTOR.

Dottore just goes, "No. 🤨"

To be honest it probably isn't the end it just their body trying to fight the sickness but reader just immediately starts writing their last will and testament.

"For Boattore, I left my drawings, for Zandy, the plushies I have, for Clowntore, I-"

Then the next day reader is okay, and like, "😐"

(As okay as they can be at least)

So Dottore and the other segments are repeating everything reader said to tease them now.

(Yeah they love reader, yes they were worried, but now that they are okay they are allowed to make fun of them)

swoosh

have a nice day <3

MUZZLE ANON... i just want you to know the muzzling Dottore brain rot still lives in my head rent-free. And congratulations on starting uni! That's such a huge step and I wish you the best, I'm very proud of you and hope you'll do amazing ❤️

Mhm, fragile reader definitely had bad days like that. The pain can be so bad and all you can do is lay helpless, unable to do anything besides wait for it to pass. Even when it's not physical pain, sometimes you simply don't even have the motivation to get up. It's just... really bad sometimes and you can't even predict when it comes, so it just hits you out of nowhere. And every time, you can't help but stress out and worry about what will happen next. Will the pain pass over? How long will it stay? These relentless headaches, aches, and sores? When can you finally get back to normal and go about your life? It seems like an eternity from now, and you can't help but wonder what will happen until then...

The first time you say that he nearly drops the vial he's holding. Did he miscalculate your pain? Is it more grave than he thought? He's going through all his notes again and asking you a bunch of questions rapidly. Until he realizes you're just (mostly) joking and being extra paranoid. His response is always to not be so nonsensical as he sighs every time. You're not going to die while he's around, he says matter of factly. Writing your will is... sort of a morbid kind of amusement for you. Yeah, ignoring the fact that you're planning for your own death, it's kind of fun to decide which segment will receive a little piece of you. There's a section for each of them with a mini-essay. Ahem, just don't let little Zandy know about this because you don't want to deal with a crying child blubbering about how you're going to leave him. And YEAH i imagine fragile reader says some pretty funny and weird things when they're sleeping or half-conscious. Segments are definitely listening in and write down everything you say to bring up later 😭

[mars-ipan]

dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime dogjime

get him a muzzle

okay <3 yay <3

[befuddled-calico-whump]

some Lex comfort…if you will 😌

Wishful Thinking/Remember the Why

[punkrock-bottom]

someone should muzzle and leash you so you’ll stop posting nonsense

If you think that would stop me touching haven’t been paying attention

[misc-obeyme]

ty for feeding me tantan content once more 🙏

🐈‍⬛

Of course, 🐈‍⬛ anon, I am pleased to be of service~

Everybody needs more Tantan content in their life, as far as I'm concerned. 💕

[beast-to-be-tamed]

i wanna be your backstage knotting toy so bad. would love if you were to fuck me in your changing room because you were nervous to go on stage and needed a tight little boycunt to knot to help relieve stress. it would be even better if it's getting closer to when you need to be on stage and your knot still hasn't gone down yet so you make us both cum a few more times so you're able to finally pull out. you would leave the room stinking of sex and pheromones, going on stage and making everyone closest to the front go wild with the idea that their favorite hotshot werewolf rock star has sex right before a performance.

-❤️ (he/they, ftm)

Me? Nervous? Never.

But I can only imagine how cute you'd be, parading the hickeys I give you around during the concert. Everyone knows I fuck a cute groupie before a set, but you'd be the shiny new novel toy. I bet you'd like staking your own claim on me, your scent cloying in the air when I fuck the next bitch on my list.

Or maybe you're so good I don't fuck anyone else during the tour. You'd have me all to yourself. You'd like that. Wouldn't you, doll?

[robin-5-technically]

⁉️⁉️⁉️, 🐈‍⬛🚫🚫🚫🚫🙅‍♀️👎👎👎👎 Boo. 🍅🍅🍅🍅

For your own safety.