#pet exam

[iceman-soup]

amab reader x bot!soap

Though it's technically unspoken, the whole base knows that rottweiler!hybrid!Soap is yours. Sure, he should be Price's - he's the captain, of course. Or even Ghost's; why wouldn't he be, they're so close after all?

But it's you that he follows around all day, at your heels without even being instructed to do so. His tail whacking against your legs as it wags almost constantly, only speeding up when you pet or kiss him every so often.

On breaks, it's always you who he curls up on the sofa next to, head on your thigh as you scratch your fingers through his hair. His eyes either closed in bliss or looking adoringly up at you, ears pricking up whenever you speak.

Sitting with you in your office, whining when you tease him for wanting to crawl up onto your lap as you work. He just won't listen to "you're not a lapdog, honey," and climbs up onto you anyway, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, soft ears ticking your cheek, not moving even when someone comes in to talk to you.

Making sure everyone can hear him yap your name from your room when you're pounding into him, holding his tail out of the way with one hand and the other firmly between his shoulder blades, steadying you as you lean down to mutter praises to him, your pace not slowing even as he whimpers and cums.

Watching as he limps a little the next day, your eye being the one he catches if someone asks him if he's alright. Not being able to hide your smirk when he winces upon sitting down, his tail wagging a little even so when he sees you staring.

[clownmfxx]

heeghe hiii @goldenstrwbrry >:0] throws this and runs

ive been getting random ideas and ended up with silly doodles of a band au ver of their kinito 🏃

[pippindot]

The baristas said she could come inside while we waited for our post-vet treatsies.

[wilhelm-in-places]

Semicircularhelm

[screamingcrows]

🎲🎲 For whoever you wish, babes <3

Your wish is my command 🫡 You rolled 43 (so close to the answer to the ultimate question of-) "Great, who cares?"

Suggestive, pet play?, power imbalance, MDNI, pet names (doll, sweetheart), use of 'master'

Pantalone's tendency to get lost in the sound of his own voice had come as a surprise, not that it mattered much, the velvety sound was easy enough to get used to. If only he'd talk about something other than mora and his newest acquisitions.

You'd been curled up on one of the plush couches in his office since morning as usual. But since he'd returned from the latest meeting with the rest of the Harbingers, he'd been gripping his pen a little tighter, speaking a fraction louder, and perhaps most importantly, made sure to list every single thing he'd done for them this week.

It wasn't your business to inquire how it had gone, and truthfully, you didn't want to for fear of setting him off. He most likely wasn't paying attention to you anyway, speaking for the sake of it rather than to anyone in particular.

"Great, who cares?"

Despite how much care you normally took around him, your words spilled over before your mind could intervene. Pantalone always teased if it was because you enjoyed riling him up.

There was nothing enjoyable in how his eyes opened just a crack, liquid gold bubbling dangerously.

"Come again doll," his voice soothed your nerves, curling comfortably around you.

You knew by now that it was nothing but show. The weight wasn't that of a lover's hug, but a snake moments from constricting.

"I simply said 'that's great'.."

Lying was risky with him, never taking kindly to even the smallest betrayal. You prayed to whatever would have you that he didn't hear the shake in your voice.

"Did you now?"

Pantalone was smiling when you looked over, the corners of his lips sharp enough that a kiss would end in bloodshed. Your heart hammered in your chest when his right arm reached out, the click of a lock ringing through the office. Every drawer in his desk was locked, but only one of them had its key always inserted.

"Remind me, sweetheart, who picked you up off the frozen streets? Who is it that pampers you, makes sure you never have to go back to that scum?"

A gilded leash was still a leash. Ice ran down your spine when you noticed the riding crop in his hand, bile rising in your throat as a phantom ache from weeks ago when he'd used it last returned.

"You do, Master," soft and placating was the only way forward, the only way to lessen the inevitable.

A brief hum of satisfaction was all it earned you to use his preferred title, but you would take what you could get.

"And who should you be eternally grateful, loyal, to doll? Go on, we've practised this," still soft enough to fool anyone walking by outside, but you recognised the blades that lined his words.

Shaking, you slid down the chair and onto the cold floor, eyes downcast as you hear the click of his heel approach.

Brown leather entered your vision, his shoe pressing down on your thigh, the skin underneath being twisted painfully.

"I shouldn't have to instruct you anymore," his charm had burned out and left the words frigid.

A small sob threatened to wrack your body, hands shaky as they steadied you against the floor. The snap of leather against his palm caused you to jolt, knowing his patience was already worn thin. With tears streaking down your face, you leaned forward and let your tongue dutifully run along the leather, screwing your eyes shut as you tried to drown out the sound of his mirthless chuckle.

[babygirlwolverine]

the longest most stressful day at work today and I’m utterly drained. I need a hug and some poolverine stat

[acegodzilla]

Still exhausted after his vet appointment this morning

[hikarinokusari]

He stole another scarf of mine.

[sevicia]

Sorry for what I'm about to say here but something evil is happening to my body by which I mean I finally truly understand this post

[ill-doit-anyway]

Day 53/100

// 23/09/23//

Took a midterm

Went to the zoo with my bf and my brother

Ate together

Went to the "live science museum" at the planetarium

[weather-mood]

twelve days: round up!

This was so much fun! Thank you from @brightfelon and I to everyone who read, commented, and had festive fun this holiday season reading twelve days! And a huge thank you and so much love to @diasdelasombra for the wonderful calendar and graphics 💕💕

All chapters are now up!

Eternal Yuletide

Our Eternal Yuletide bingo badge collection! Thank you to @iwtvfanevents for organising, we had such fun incorporating the prompts!

assorted fun

the twelve gifts

chapter art (part one, part two)

the twelve days playlist

[tarancho]

spidersona sketches + her and a teenage variant of johnathon

fun fact: the soul of a tarantula merged with her body, and now it won't shut up.

also she molts (and might grow some extra legs in her spider form, still figuring out how that will work); will sketch that out later.

[musicalsiphonophore]

it drives me nuts when people study for grades with no interest whatsoever in actually learning the content or skills required

it is probably just me being weird and superior about it butbfucking hell grRrrrRRRRRRR

kids asking if something will be on the exam before they even begin to try and learn it… kids getting frustrated at teachers who explain even slightly beyond the syllabus… kids cheating and using chatgpt to study rather than actually trying to get information into their own mind… any extracurricular stuff being for application purposes with 0 genuine interest… have you no curiosity?????? do you not wish to make the most of the teaching time to learn things about the subjects you chose because they interest you?????

[pastafossa]

Some sad health stuff about a pet so scroll on if not your thing.

So my poor old kitty Cato. I don't post as many current pics of him cause he's not looking great. He's lost a ton of weight in the past year or so, upset stomach, fairly skin and bones now. Vet put him on prescription food and an elimination diet 5 weeks ago. And while he's stopped losing weight, and stopped vomiting so much, he's still not gaining his weight back, either. I'm technically feeding him more than the bag recommends, too. He's getting fed four times a day, almost an entire cup of food total which is HUGE when - even at a healthy weight of 9 pounds - you were a small animal.

I'm worried there's something wrong at a deeper level. He should be gaining weight back, and he's not. He's always, always hungry. He's sore if touched around his back half unless you pet him very gently. And you can feel all his little spine notches when you pet him.

I have had this cat for 13, almost 14 years. I realize that might not seem like a lot depending on age. But at mine that's a very large chunk of my life. And the idea of having to weigh what his quality of life is of this cat I've raised from a kitten, who has curled up with me by my pillow every night until fairly recently, who always follows me and sings to me and bonks his head on my face... this feels way too soon.

[unforgivenn]

WOLLEMI DAY 4- AT WEAPON'S POINT

AU of where Caleb *somehow* managed to escape and just starting out his new life happily... hopefully..

CW: Pet whump, Recaptured, themes of captivity, emotional whump, guns!!, shock collar mention, lil bit of angsttt, fear. a lot of it.

Caleb set down the grocery bags, feeling a sense of relief wash over him, finally back in a familiar space where he could begin to rebuild his life. His parents had tried convincing him to stay with him but he just needed some time alone and thankfully, they understood. He hummed to himself, moving towards his room and his closet but froze when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Well, well, well, look who decided to crawl out of their hiding hole..." He could basically feel the shit eating grin behind him. Caleb closed his eyes letting some tears drop down his cheeks.

"Dominic..." His heart pounded so fast that he felt it might leap out of his chest. Dominic sighed before grabbing his hair and twisting it pushing him to the wall letting the boy let out a pained cry. He looked at him. Caleb hadn't ever seen him this mad.. And he had seen him mad quite a lot.. He was sure he wouldn't be able to even support his weight if it wasn't for the hand in his hair.

"Guess you've lost your manners too during the time." Dominic slammed his head on the wall as he groaned feeling blood drip down his forehead and nose. He suddenly felt the cold, hard metal of a gun pressing against his temple, the weight of the gun, almost as if it's pushing him down. His heartbeat pounding in his ears, loud and erratic.

"Oh god.. please.. sir please.. I-I swear I won't- I'm so sorry- Please.." He spoke in a shaky, unsteady tone, voice filled with desperation and fear. Brief flashes of all those horrific memories filled his mind. A backhand slap shut him up.

"Goddammit. Do you fucking know how long it took me to find you?! This time I've got to make sure that doesn't happen again.." Dominic paused for a few seconds letting the words settle in Caleb's slow and occupied brain. "You ran away in hope of your family. Didn't chya?" Caleb's eyes suddenly snapped up to his. "Now you won't have anyone in hope for to run away right?" Dominic smiled coldly.

A gut wrenching cry escaped his lips as the reality of his loss sinked in. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he realized there was no escape from The Dominic Sinclair. "No.. God.. P-Please tell me it isnt true.. I'm sorry! I-I wont escape again! Just please.. T-They didn't do anything.."

"Oh pet... Something that's done can't be rewinded hm? Now get up. We're gonna miss our flight."

The whole way Caleb was silent, as if he was waiting to wake up from this horrible nightmare. Dominic had forced a shock collar on him if he decided to do something funny, although Caleb was pretty sure that wasn't going to happen.. There was no point anymore..

[maliciousalice]