#she just wants to pet the ears and stroke the tail ok....

[salty-autistic-writer]

Snippet: Buck saves a cat. She doesn't want to let go.

Buck has always loved animals. He smiles at dogs when he meets them on the street. He also pets them whenever he gets the chance to. Buck thinks that coming home to a dog with a wagging tail would be pretty amazing. But he also wouldn’t mind a cat or a bird or any kind of pet, really.

A lot of his childhood friends had pets. His parents never got any. Too much work, too much trouble, too expensive.

Now, as a firefighter, Buck is never sure if he should get a pet, since neither he nor Tommy are home a lot. But he does think it might be nice to have a pet in the future. Someday.

Buck didn’t know that “someday” would come so soon when there’s a fire at a farm and he fishes a screaming kitten out of an already smoking heap of hay.

Thick smoke is still rising up from the charred remains of the barn. Fortunately, neither humans nor animals were harmed. Quick thinking and acting saved a lot of lives today.

Buck looks at the saved kitten, making sure she’s alright. Underneath a thin layer of soot, her fur is white. She looks like a little fuzzy marshmallow.

And … she just won’t let go. Her little claws are digging into the thick fabric of his turnouts and she keeps rubbing her face there, making little pitiful noises. Buck looks down at her, amused. She’s so cute. But he clearly has to hand her over to someone. He already asked around, trying to find an owner. But no one wants to claim the white ball of fur.

“Cats just live here,” one of the farmers tells Buck, shrugging. “They sleep in the barns and hunt the mice. Sometimes they multiply and sometimes a few of them are driven over by a car. Nature balances itself, you know?” “Sure,” Buck mutters, glancing at the kitten which looks up at him with wide-open blue eyes.  He swallows and chuckles nervously. “Uh. Marshmallow. You really have to let go now, ok? Maybe your mother is somewhere around, huh?”

The kitten just rubs her head against his chest again, purring.

“Looks like this cat is going home with you,” Chimney says with a grin.

Buck perks up, eyes widening. “What? Uh. No. I can’t, I …”

“Cats choose their family,” Hen chimes in, smiling. “Seems like this one made her choice.”

“I …,” Buck turns to Bobby, begging him with his eyes to save him. But Bobby just laughs and says, “Congratulations, Buck. You’re a father.”

Buck sighs. When he looks down into those eyes again, he realizes he’s ready to admit defeat. For now. “Come on, Marshmallow. We’re going home.”

When Tommy comes home, Buck is sitting on the couch and Marshmallow is lounging on one of his knees like a little white Queen. He washed the soot off, brushed her fur and gave her some water as well as cheese. He really has to buy some proper cat food.

Tommy stops and stares at the picture in front of him, clearly astonished. Buck smiles weakly. He gestures at Marshmallow, who looks at Tommy attentively and with her ears pointed towards him, but remains sitting on Buck’s knee confidently, licking one of her paws, probably chasing after the taste of cheese. “Yeah. So … this happened.”

Tommy blinks. “Ev. Why is there a tiny white cat sitting on your leg?”

Buck clears his throat, stroking down the arch of Marshmallow's back. “That’s Marshmallow. We got called to a farm fire and I saved her. She apparently decided I’m her new father now.”

“Marshmallow. You called a cat Marshmallow?!” Tommy asks, raising his brows. Buck shrugs. “I couldn’t think of anything else. She’s small, white and looked a bit burnt before I washed her. But … We can still re-name her right?”

“You want to keep her,” Tommy says. It’s not a question.

Buck swallows. He looks at Marshmallow and can feel the love for her blooming in his chest. “Yeah. What do you think?”

Tommy tilts his head and approaches the couch. “I’m more of a dog person. But cats are fine, I guess. Hey there,” he smiles at Marshmallow and carefully reaches out to pet her. Marshmallow ducks and makes a hissy noise, her claws piercing Buck’s jeans and stinging like little pinpricks.

Tommy frowns, pulling his hand back. “I don’t think she likes me,” he says and sounds disappointed.

“Give her a few hours,” Buck says, amused. “She just got here. I'm sure she's going to get used to you soon enough."

Turns out Marshmallow doesn’t want to leave Buck’s side at all. She follows him everywhere on her small paws, her tail raised and butt wiggling while she hurries to keep up with his steps.

When he goes to the bathroom and closes the door, Marshmallow sits outside, meowing in a demanding way and scratching at the door.

When he goes to bed, Marshmallow sits on the floor and meows until he picks her up and she can snuggle up against him, purring. A small, soft, warm ball of fur.

“I’m starting to feel jealous,” Tommy says, kissing Buck’s neck from behind and glancing at the cat.

Whenever he tries to touch Marshmallow, she ducks and looks at him skeptically. At least she doesn’t hiss anymore. Still, Tommy sulks over the fact that Marshmallow is so focused on Buck and Buck tries to convince him it’s just a matter of time.

Then, two days after Buck became a cat Dad, he comes home after going to the grocery store for some cat food as well as proper bowls for Marshmallow. He opens the door and is greeted by silence. When he walks into the living room, he stops and has to keep himself from laughing.

Tommy is taking a nap on the couch. And curled up on his evenly rising and falling chest, is little Marshmallow, also fast asleep.

Buck takes a picture with his phone and leaves the room on tiptoes, with a smile on his face.

They’re both cat Dads now.

[ken-dom]

Interview With The Mermaid

Holland March x afab!mermaid!reader

Summary: Holland gets into the tank to interview you. He is, of course, immediately distracted. After all, you’re a mermaid and he’s curious about your anatomy.

Warnings/content: nsfw, light making out, heavy petting??, finger talk?, alcohol, drunk Holland, underwater shenanigans

Two huge hands spread warm around your waist and you turned sharply, tail swishing beneath you in the water to find your balance.

You appeared to have been accosted by a man in his vest and boxer shorts, a beyond ruined cigarette hanging loosely from between his lips and a cast on his arm that you were pretty sure he shouldn’t immerse in water like this. He looked a mess, but god did his eyes sparkle.

He looked absolutely smashed. Completely dazed. You wondered how much a person needed to drink to find their way into the mermaid tank and actually try to capture one of you.

You couldn’t help but smile and stroke his cheek. Poor baby really thinks he has a chance with the mermaids? He’s bold though, you’d give him that.

And he was gazing at you as though you were magical, so, feeling playful, you leant in and pressed your lips softly to his, the sodden cigarette slipping out and floating slowly away as he eagerly opened his mouth. Your tongue brushed against his lightly and you could taste the alcohol, even beneath the water. When you pulled back, he looked blissful, eyes closed and a dumb, longing smile pulling at his moustached lips.

You wanted to dive back in for another taste, but you were running out of breath.

As you prepared to float up for air, he opened his mouth to speak but all that came out was bubbles. You smiled and shook your head.

He gestured something at you with one hand,the other still firmly planted against your waist. You kind of liked how it felt. How big it was.

You shook your head again and pointed upwards.

The dumbest smile you’d ever seen spread across his face then and he nodded, holding onto your hand as you swam up.

‘Ok, sweetheart, what were you trying to tell me down there?’ you asked softly after a deep breath, curious just how intoxicated he was.

He shook his hair like a dog fresh from the bath to move it away from his eyes before slicking it back with his fingers. It was only then you realised just how handsome he really was. Wow.

‘Ha’ two quessions,’ he slurred.

‘Go ahead.’

‘’ve you seen Amelia? She’s… I’m ‘melia… and I needa find-’

‘Don’t know who you’re talking about,’ you stopped him before he lost his train of thought completely. ‘Next question.’

‘How’d I getta your junk wi’this tail in the way?’ he slurred, clumsily pawing at the join where your costume met your flesh.

You laughed out loud at that, gently, but heartily.

‘Honey, even if you could get to it, what exactly would you do with it in a this state, hmm?’ you cooed, stroking his cheek again. He pressed his face into your caressing palm with a dreamy sigh and butterflies exploded in your stomach.

Get a hold of yourself, you scolded mentally.

But then he flashed that stupid grin again and your heart raced. It turned into a smirk and he leant in to whisper in your ear.

‘Could do things you - hic - can’t imagine wi’these fingers, baby.’

His arm in the cast had snaked around your waist, and his other hand began clumsily sliding down over the curve of your stomach beneath the water to where the apex of your thighs would be if you weren’t a mermaid, and he rubbed slow, firm circles into the faux scales covering your heat with his fingertips all the while, nipping sloppily at your neck.

Even through your mermaid suit, his massaging fingers sent sparks of pleasure shooting through your core. But you couldn’t carry on — not here, and certainly not in your costume. It was torture. You needed to feel those fingers. Really feel them.

Closing your eyes in frustration, you managed to whisper, ‘Hey, come here.’

You pulled him away, guiding him in the water until he was in front of you and letting him stare longingly down at your bare chest (and current lack of junk below), ‘Listen, honey, I’ll be off in an hour. Think you can sober up a little by then?’

He eagerly nodded at you, eyes wide as though you’d promised him the world.

‘I’ll have shed my tail by then, so you can do whatever you want to me with those supposedly unimaginable fingers of yours,’ you cooed, picking up his hand and sucking a thick finger into your mouth breifly.

Holland’s breath caught in his throat as your tongue swirled around his digit, and he was glad his boxer shorts were loose fitting because if he had his trousers on right now the whole party would be able to see his hard on through the viewing window if they stood at the bar — and how could he seriously interview any more guests when they’d all seen his schwanz stood to attention just from a kiss and a quick fondle?!

You leant forward and sealed your lips over his again then, tongue playfully dancing with his. One last little taste to keep him hooked. Not that you needed to try.

‘What’s your name?’

‘Holland,’ he breathed.

‘Go get dressed, Holland. Sober up. One hour, ok?’

‘One hour,’ he repeated in a whispered breath as you swam away beneath the water again, displaying your magnificent tail and bare chest for all at the party to see as he watched you longingly, waiting for his boner to go down. ‘One hour, then I can finally find out where mermaids keep their junk. Fuck.’

[bataridder-blog]

QUICKLY KISSES MORDRED'S CHEEK AND SPRINTS AWAY.

“..Eh?” She was left blinking once the Archer darted away after the peck on her cheek. What the hell was that about?

..Ah, but coming into full realization, a wide grin crossed the Saber’s face. 

“Dammit, come back!” With that same stupid grin, Mordred charged after the feline. 

@licntari

[sinner-as-saint]

Is it ok to ask for morpheus

Dream x succubus reader

Dream meets someone in another persons dream only to find out its a succubus . R is too innocent as a newly tansformed demon she didnt intend to hurt someone it was out of hunger

OH-

Themes: smut, succubus!reader

He knows what you are the moment he sees you of course, but he didn't expect to find you in the state that he did.

You were stressed, worried and scared. And in front of you, in his own bed was a passed out man.

"What did you do, demon?" He asked in that voice that was deep and smooth and darker than the depths of hell.

"I didn't touch him, I promise," You said quickly, seeming a little on the verge of tears. "I guess I... I couldn't ease into it. I was so, so hungry and he passed out just as soon as he saw me." You spoke sheepishly and Morpheus could easily tell that you weren't new to this.

You didn't have the arrogance of most succubi. You were a little uncomfortable yourself. The sight of a slightly shy and awkward succubus made Morpheus smirk just a little, mainly because it was so rare but also because you seemed oblivious to how dangerously, hauntingly beautiful you were.

"Come with me." Was all he said and he reached out to grab your wrist.

You merely blinked and all of a sudden, you were no longer in that man's bedroom. You were somewhere equally as dark, just more spacious.

"Where are we?" You asked, eyeing Morpheus with a cautious stare. He could tell you were still on the edge. Especially when you asked with a shaky, lowered voice, "Who are you?"

"I am Lord Morpheus, Dream of the Endless. This is my realm."

Your heart raced just a little faster as you took in the man standing in front of you. Somehow, he seemed more powerful than earlier now that he was where he belonged - in his kingdom. He was so alluring it scared you. And you couldn't look away, no matter how hard you tried.

"I... I shouldn't be here." You said. "I have to go back."

Morpheus smirked as he stepped closer to you. "Do you? I thought you were hungry, little demon."

Well now that he mentioned it...

Breathlessly you answered, "I am." You were enchanted, entranced just looking into his eyes - like two pools of stars, bright and mysterious but so, so beautiful.

Morpheus took another step forward, you took one back. And again, and again until you were trapped between him and a cold wall. Your wings tensed up behind you and he noticed.

"Then I can't send you off while you're still hungry, can I? That would make me a terrible," He leaned closer to whisper into your ear, "...terrible host." He reached out with a finger and traced the outer edge of your wing, knowing damn well that it was a sensitive, highly erogenous zone. "What do you say, demon? You know I can satiate your hunger."

You almost whined as he traced mindless circles on your wing. "Please," You whimpered, clenching your thighs together.

Morpheus' eyes glowed in this darker part of the room. "Shh," He cooed, "Come here," He whispered, stepping closer, "I'll take care of you."

His hands were on you immediately. Caressing, petting and fondling your warm body while his mouth carefully kissed yours. He was slow and caring for just a minute or two before he turned ravenous.

Nibbling and biting and grabbing you to pull you closer, to press your scantily clad body to his dark, cool clothes.

"Poor little demon," He whispered against your open mouth while his hand found its way in between your legs. "I can feel your hunger. You want this so badly, don't you?"

Your tail instinctively wrapped itself around his wrist, pulling his hand closer to where you desperately needed him. "Please," You whimpered again, grinding against his fingers the moment he touched you.

"There you go," He encouraged, "Take what you need."

His fingers slipped inside you, stroking you until you were purring like a kitten in his arms. Your face contorting in pleasure, your wings splayed behind you, your tail wrapping tighter around his wrist as he made you come all over his hand. That little bit of energy you absorbed from him was enough but he wasn't done yet.

Morpheus had your legs wrapped around him while your wings hurt just the slightest bit as he pressed you against the wall and kissed you even harder, deeper.

"You want more, don't you, little demon?"

You nodded, pulling away just a little to look down and watch how he buried his cock into you. You whined, watching your body swallow all of him deliciously. You moaned breathlessly as he sped up and started pounding into you. You whimpered, feeling all of him just stretching you out, filling you up, moving rapidly in and out of you.

You could hear your moans echo around the room, along with his grunts and groans. You took a little more from him and you could feel the energy coursing through you - making your orgasm feel even better.

With one final thrust, Morpheus came inside you with a strained groan which only made you clench harder around him. You were both breathless and satiated at the end of that quick fuck.

"There you are," He cooed, "All happy and full, hmm?" He smirked, caressing your cheek one last time before he said, "Now be a good little demon, and go home."

[chippedaxe]

I love your writing and i was wondering if i can request how mcyt would react to a demon s/o also if you want you can make it nsfw if your ok with that :)

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Title: Demon s/o Hc's

Warnings: NSFW is included, there will be a warning when it comes up in the fic. Demons mentioned, maybe a bit of religion, praise, degrading, sub reader (dom reader for George and Karl) , maybe a bit of dumbfication idk

Pronouns: They/Them, non specified genitalia.

Synopsis: The reader is a demon and this is how their s/o (the mcyt's) react to that.

Word count: 1.3k

Note: I am not doing requests in order btw, I'm just completing the ones I feel like doing first.

- I LITERALLY HAVE A DRAFT OF THIS EXACT IDEA BUT IN REVERSE (SO THE READER IS MORTAL AND THE MCYT'S R DEMONS) great minds think alike! Don't they, :) anon?

The reader has demon horns, a spiked demon tail and fire powers.

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SFW

c! Dream

- He finds it cool and amusing to have you as his demon partner, he appreciates how warm you keep him in the winters too by the way.

- He would probably flick your tail randomly while you two are just chilling together.

- You'd use your fire to warm you two up in the winter, your body heat would be enough to warm Dream up normally however.

- He would miss that warmth very much when he's in the prison, he would feel somewhat comforted by the prison's lava however as it reminds him of you.

c! Sapnap

- He would drag you places by the tail if you were refusing to go, he would also pull on your tail to get you out of bed.

- He would snuggle up with you and collect your body heat whenever he's cold, he would be pushing you away and avoiding you when he's hot though.

- He gets so hot and sweaty around you sometimes and it'll come to the point where he has to kick you out of the room and it'll upset you.

- He of course feels bad and invites you back in immediately after, but you refuse since he made the room smelly :,(

- You can basically turn a whole pool into a sauna and he loves that, not when he's trying to cool off though.

c! George

- I feel as if he wouldn't really notice at first to be honest, he'd only figure out that you're a demon when he wakes up and you've destroyed his pillow with your horns "When'd you grow horns?" George asks.

- He will cuddle up with you at night to keep warm, his body just curling up around you and sleeping peacefully.

- Your tail sometimes rips the sheet so you have to tuck it into your pants when you go to sleep.

- You have to be extra careful while sleeping or your horns will ruin the pillows again and George won't be very happy with you..

c! Eret

- She treats you like a little pet, he will have you sitting beside their throne and will ignore you unless they need something. She will glance over and give you a bit of affection by petting your head.

- "I'm a demon! Not some pet!" you growl "Of course, dear" Eret smiles "Don't patronize me" you cross your arms and pout. Eret really does warm your fiery demon heart.

- You will obliterate and burn all that he wishes, if someone is up to be executed then you will set hellfire on them.

- Eret enjoys the way your tail wags like a puppy when you're happy "you're absolutely adorable, dear" Eret strokes your cheek "I'm not cute! I'm a brute! I'm a demon!" they laugh at you.

c! Karl

- You milk your demon privileges to the maximum "I can't go near water, I can't wash the dishes!" you lie and he believes you "I can't wash the clothes, I never learnt how to do all that in hell, sorry!" you get yourself out of many chores by doing this.

- He would probably touch the tip of your horns and then cry immediately when it pricks him, you then kiss his boo boo better "why'd you touch them?? They're sharp!" you wail "They looked shiny!"

- You're literally immortal so Karl could visit you at any point in time and you'd be there!

c! Punz

- He’d probably find you dangerous at first, worried that your fire would also be something he needed to take caution if but he calmed down when he first spoke with you.

- Your fire would be splattered uncontrollably, things would be set ablaze by accident and Punz would need to put it out (or leave it to burn if he simply didn’t care about it)

- Both if you are usually very warm people in temperature so you two being together would create some weird type of infinite heater (this also means that you two get very sweaty very often however)

NSFW

c! Dream

- He would grab onto your horns and use them as support as he thrusted into you, he would also flick your tail to tease you since it’s so sensitive.

- He would have burn marks and scratches all over him by the time you two are done, you will also almost always be leaving a trail of smoke when you’re done cumming.

- He’d enjoy the large bloodied marks he gets from your teeth sinking into him during sex.

c! Sapnap

- He would use your fire and body heat to indulge in some of his temperature play fantasies.

- He would stroke your tail and kiss your ears while railing into you, he’d be praising you and telling you how good you’re being.

- if you prefer degradation than he’d be pulling on your tail and shoving it between your teeth as a gag to keep you quiet while he fucked you dumb “dumb little slut.. aren’t you meant to be a demon?”

c! George

- You know how I said that the bed would get ruined from your demon features? Yeah a lot more than just the bed would be broken by the time you two are done fucking.

- You’d ride George when he’s feeling tired, his hands would be groping your warm flesh and he’d whine at the feeling of your sharp fangs just gently gliding over his skin and nibbling on his collarbone.

- He’d probably grab your horns if he wanted you to either slow down or go faster.

c! Eret

- She treats you like absolute royalty in the sheets, their hands will be all over you and praising you “you look so gorgeous, so perfect for me darling~”

- if you prefer degrading than he’d be tugging on your horns and pulling at a collar around your neck, they’d pull you to the floor and have you suck her off “you’re demon scum. You think you’re above me? Get down and suck.”

- He’d be petting your hair/ pulling on your hair while either fucking into your or having you ride them.

c! Karl

- Karl would touch your tail one day and then wonder what happened, he was tossed to the bed and was now getting fucked by you.

- Your tail coiled around his body, your hips shuddering as you rode his cock. “Oh god!” Karl moaned out “I’m a fucking demon; not God” you’d remind him.

- There’d be many marks on you, your arms and shoulders would be covered in scratches, your neck would be covered in small bites and your lips would probably be a bit sore.

c! Punz

- SUCH A BIG MESS. You think that being a demon automatically makes you the dominant one? Punz doesn’t fucking think so at all.

- it’s a constant fight of who is the top or bottom in your relationship. You’ll be riding him and then he’ll suddenly be trying to ram into you, there’s never a clear winner!

- Tie his hands up with your flexible tail when he’s being naughty, let him grab onto your horns and fuck your face, spit fire at him when the pleasure gets too much and you’re just not able to control it anymore <3

[lonely-lost-soul]

Under the Floorboards (Pt. VII)

(Technoblade X Reader) Pt. I, Pt. II, Pt. III, Pt. IIII, Pt. V, Pt. VI, Pt. VII

     Your eyes cracked open as soon as the sunlight spilled into the room, your eyebrows furrowed together and a hiss of pain spilled from your lips. You brought your arm in front of your face to block out the sun, Technoblade should've closed the curtains the asshole. As you pulled your hand away from your face you couldn't help but pause, a delicate golden band with a blue diamond sat on your ring finger. You sat up in surprise, immediately buckling in on yourself pain radiating through your abdomen. You licked your cracked lips before uttering a simple,

     "Ah fuck."

Something stirred next to the bedside, you turned your head in the direction of the sound, Technoblade was draped over the side of the bed. His hair was a rat's nest, sticking up at odd angles and ends, frizzing out in all directions. Drool was stuck to the bottom of his chin, his hands gripped the sheets tightly, his eyes screwed shut. He looked upset like he was having a bad dream. Looking around the room briefly, you noticed his robe and crown were hung up in the closet, food was left half-eaten on the vanity. How long had you been out? Trying to make as little noise as possible you slowly peered out the window, outside you saw a little shack built into the mountain. You must've been out a while if Technoblade is letting someone ruin his real estate value like that. Blinking in surprise you saw Ranboo emerge from underneath a hole, a smile spread across your lips as he paused and looked up at the window. You gave a small wave, his mouth appeared and his jaw dropped, he began to wave back enthusiastically before charging through the snow towards your home in a sprint. You knew you only had a few moments before the lanky boy burst up into the room, you carded your fingers softly through Technoblade's hair, you've never seen him in such a dead sleep. Normally, your stirring and movements would've woken him up minutes ago. Maybe Phil give him something to knock him out? That's a very likely answer.

     "Bubba's..." You cooed tenderly kissing his forehead, "Time to wake up." You felt him shift, his face scrunching up uncomfortably as his eyes blinked open. Dark bags were prominent as he grumbled in displeasure until his eyes focused completely on you, he sat up swiftly and grabbed your face. "Ow, gentler please."

    "You're awake." His voice quivered as he began stroking your face and cheeks, "You're actually okay." You tilted your head to the side in concern, his usual stern eyes filling with tears, "I thought you were dead." Technoblade held you close burying his face into your chest, his nails digging into your back. All you did was rub his shoulders and let him hold you like you were porcelain glass. "You were out for a week, Phil helped me tend to your wounds." He said after a few moments of silence, "NEVER do that to me again."

    "I can't make any promises but I don't plan on it." You smiled as he pulled away from you, his eyes still red from reluctant tears. Techno leaned forward to press a passionate kiss to your lips, his hands cupped your cheeks as he kissed you like it was his last moments with you. You saw fireworks erupt in your vision and you visibly melted into it, pressure you didn't know you had was suddenly lifted off your shoulders.

     "Oh my god. I'm-I'm sorry." Ranboo sputtered, throwing open the door and tossing his hands over his eyes frantically. Techno practically threw you across the room, the only thing keeping you from falling over was his tail that had wrapped around your waist during your kissing session. His entire face was bright red,

    "Kid what the heck." He groaned, "Knock please."

     "Sorry I was just excited, I saw she was awake from the window." Ranboo rubbed the back of his neck, as he looked at the two of you.

     "Aw, were you worried about me?" A smile came across your face as the boy blushed furiously under your gaze, one cheek was bright red and the other was a bright green just like his eyes. He hesitantly bobbed his head in a nod and a soft, motherly look spread across your face. Technoblade saw the look you gave the teenager of the corner of his eye and his heart turned to mush in a matter of seconds, these kids were gonna be the death of you. "I'm sorry to have worried you, but look I'm a-ok now!" A smile spread across Ranboo's lips as he walked further into the room,

     "Well, that's a relief." He sat cross-legged on the floor smiling up at both of you, Technoblade sighed and ruffled his hair. His eyes widened looking up at the blade, little stars seemed to dance in his heterochromatic orbs.

    "Thanks for looking out for her. I'm sure Phil told you but you saved her life, I owe you one. I don't take that lightly." Technoblade nodded at him with a serious look on his features as he took his hand off of Ranboo's head. Ranboo looked shell shocked at the genuine honesty of your boyfriend, "Now never mention this to anybody or I'll kill you." The look of awe on his face fell immediately and it turned into a sheepish smile, his shoulders slumping forward.

    "There it is," Ranboo sighed. You couldn't help but let out a joyous laugh at the interaction, both men turned to look at you and grinned at one another, they were both happy to see you laughing.

    "So when did you move in with us?" You asked Ranboo with a hum gently stroking the top of Technoblades head once again. He had to bite his lip to keep from letting out a happy sigh, he hadn't felt your hand in his hair in so long could you really blame him? Ranboo looked thoughtful for a moment his eyebrows furrowing, he rubbed his claws together like he was searching for the answer.

    "Sorry I- oh! The day after you all blew up L'manberg again Phil came to me and asked if I had a place to stay. I obviously didn't have a place to stay anymore." He gave an awkward laugh, "So here I am."

     "Well, we are certainly happy to have you with us. Right Techno?"

    "Ehhh," You glared at him sharply and he held up his hands. "He's gotta prove himself first Princess you can't blame me for being on edge."

    "Eh, that's fair. Still, I'm just happy to be here." Ranboo beamed brightly unfazed by Technoblade's hesitance, something told him that Technoblade really didn't mind him living on his property. "Oh, I'll contact Phil and let him know you're alright! He'll probably want to know about your condition, yeah that's what I'll do."

Reaching out you took Ranboo's hand as he went to stand, he looked a little surprised as he stared at you. "You ever need anything, please don't hesitate to talk to me, I know that what happened was traumatizing. So please, I'm here for you if you need me." His ears seemed to press back against his head, his eyes widened considerably.

     "Thank you." He practically yelled pulling away from you to scurry out the door, he was completely and utterly flustered by your kind words. It reminded you so much of Technoblade when you first met him you couldn't help but smirk at him. He raised an eyebrow at you a frown gracing his features,

    "What?"

     "He acts exactly like you. He's going to fit in great here." Technoblalde looked at you like you had three heads,

     "Ya know, I can't believe I ever missed hearing your voice."

    "Oh fuck you." You gently cupped his chin and kissed the corner of his mouth, "I loved and missed you too you big lug." Technoblade closed his eyes and smiled adoringly at your gentle caresses, "So..." You whispered softly in his ear, "what's with the ring?" He tensed in your hold and you felt his forehead hit your shoulder.

    "An...an engagement ring." He admitted quietly, your eyes lit up and a smile spread across your lips. You hummed in response and began to pet his hair soothingly,

    "I thought a certain pig said that we'd only get married if I didn't get hurt."

     "Yeah well whoever that was sounds super cringe. Imagine basing a marriage on something like that. Men am I right?" It got a giggle out of you and he pulled away to flash you a smile, his large hand cupped your cheek and you snuggled into it.

You nodded your head, "Can't live with them clearly. Since all they do is lie." Technoblade nodded with a straight face, "but in all seriousness this for real? Cause like I'm totally gonna make out with you if it is."

     "Oh, it's super for real then."

    "Stop I'm being serious!" You whacked him lightly in the chest,

     "It's for real," His face lost its teasing smirk as you both locked eyes. "I'm head over heels for you (Y/N). You make me so happy, you're the only one in my life who makes me feel...feel normal," You watched his eyebrows furrow, "I knew I loved you and I knew that you were it for me." Technoblade sighed and leaned back picking up your hand and interlocking it with his own. You couldn't help but notice the golden band on his left hand, it mirrored your feminine ring perfectly. "When you were dying, or when I thought you were dying all I could think about was that we never got married. That we couldn't blow more governments up together or go on adventures. So yes, it's for real, I want to marry you officially if you want a small wedding we can do that if you don't want a wedding at all I don't care. I just wanna be yours forever."

Your heart fluttered in your chest and butterflies flew around in your stomach. As brutally honest as he always was he was more than a little emotionally stunted, you knew this was hard for him. You leaned forward and kissed him, it was long and passionate, you felt his fingers curl around your hair. As you pulled away you felt him try to chase your lips with a frustrated whine,

    "I wanna be yours forever Techno. You're everything I ever wanted in life, I've never been happier than when I'm by your side. All my life I've been a wanderer, going from place to place, never really having a home. You gave me the one thing no one has and it's exactly that, a home. Plus, you're so feral which is so hot." You added just to watch his face scrunch up and you felt him push you down against the pillows.

    "You ruined the moment. I changed my mind, the wedding is off." He huffed with no real feeling behind the words, "you should rest."

    "I've been resting. Help me get up I wanna go outside." You scoffed with an eye roll swinging your legs over the side of the bed. You noticed your ankle was wrapped in a tight bandage, you frowned wincing as you tried to put pressure on it. "Fuck, how long am I going to have to wear this?"

     "At least a month is what Phil said, we need to make sure there is no lingering damage. Can't have my anarchist wife not be able to cause trouble with me."

     "Oh? I'm still allowed to cause trouble with you?"

     "Obviously. Especially since I'm getting you a totem of undying just to cover all my bases." Technoblade stood up helping you to your feet, "you're doing great Princess, let's see if we can make it out front." You gave him a tentative smile as the both of you slowly made your way down the ladders and outside. You never thought you'd miss the cold winter weather stinging your cheeks but here you were. "Cold?"

    "Only a little." You smiled up at him and felt his cloak drape around your shoulders, he must've grabbed it before you left the room. You buried your face into the pure white fluff at the top and closed your eyes, it smelled like Technoblade and that brought you comfort. He usually smelled like gunpowder, shampoo, and cedarwood, it was by far your favorite smell. Technoblade's hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you flush against him. The both of you just stood there enjoying the flurries of snow as they fell down around you, his thumb gently brushing against your hip bone.

After a while of peaceful silence, Technoblade seemed to grow restless his gentle brushing turned into inconsistent taping, eventually, he pulled you in front of him only to begin to sway with you in your arms. "You getting bored?" You looked up at him and reached to cup his cheek in your hand, he hummed pleasantly at the contact.

     "A little."

     "Aw, my poor baby," You cooed and he grumbled under his breath at the sarcastic tone your voice took. "Kidding, don't get pouty I'm messing with you, if you want I can read to you? Or do your hair cause it's...a mess."

     "You mean you aren't head over heels in love with this unwashed rat's nest?"

     "Unwashed." Your nose scrunched you and he smirked wickedly, "I know that look. Don't you fucking dare-" You let out a shriek as Technoblade began to rub his head against your cheek, making his hair fall over your shoulders. "TECHNO! TECHNOBLADE YOU ASSHOLE STOP IT RIGHT NOW!"

     "What? I'm being loveable and soft. Is this not what you want?" He purred holding you tighter against him as you wiggled in his arms trying to break free of his vice-like grip.

You growled at him, "NO! You dick!" Technoblade could only snicker at your dismay but pulled away from you per your request.

    "I'll go shower," He pulled away to scratch at his head "want me to set you up by the fireplace? I'll meet you there when you're done?"

    "As long as you shower I'll do whatever," You huffed and he snickered picking you up to carry you inside the house. "Stinky pigman," His face shifted into the said creature and he poked you with his nose. You rolled your eyes as he sat you down on a chair, reaching up you scratched his snout, he made a dulcet sound before pecking the side of your head. The fire popped and crackled as the heat warmed your frozen cheeks. Snowflakes melted in your hair making you shiver from the brief chill they let off, closing your eyes you took in a deep breath of air.

Married, you couldn't believe you were actually getting married...to the man of your dreams no less. You held up your hand in front of you and traced the delicate details on the band, you felt at peace, this wedding needed to happen as soon as possible. You barely wanted to waste any more time, god knows what could happen in the next coming months, who was going to come and try to kill the both of you again. You'd have to mention it to Technoblade when he came back to see if he was okay with basically eloping. You stretched like a cat snuggling into the cushions, you'd have to get a dress though because you're not showing up to your own wedding in Netherite armor. Floorboards creaked above your head signaling Technoblade was out of the shower and getting ready to come to greet you downstairs.

You turned away from the sound, your lips pressing into a thin line as you let out a shaky breath. Tommy had been discovered under the floorboards of this very house after the rough start you had bonded with the rambunctious teen and wanted to keep him safe. Obviously, everyone knew how that ended, a part of you hoped you weren't projecting that lost care onto Ranboo. It wouldn't be fair to Ranboo if you treated him like another Tommy, the child you wish you could've helped.

Twirling your fingers around your (h/c) hair you only delve deeper into those thoughts. You wanted to help Ranboo, you wanted to help all the kids, the trauma they all have gone through had to be tremendous. Ranboo living on the property was a start, away from the crater of a failed country and anyone who would want to hurt him. You were going to protect him, this wasn't going to end up like Tommy's betrayal, you'd make sure of it.

TINK

Technoblade would probably call you insane if you mentioned this plan to him, but then again he was never one to feel pity or sympathy for those he didn't consider family. Even so, you hoped this boy would open up to you and consider you a parental figure in his life. Hopefully, Technobalde would warm up to him as well, you both all could be a little family.

TINK

Okay...maybe that was jumping the gun. You barely know him, for all you know he could secretly be helping Dream as a double agent or something. Okay, (Y/N) now you ARE being insane that's absurd.

TINK, TINK

What the FUCK was that sound. You turned to the window and could only make out a little smiley face in the corner of the glass, for some reason unease settled in your stomach. Where did that come from?

    "Princess?" His sonorous voice filled the room crashing over you like a wave of clarity amongst the ever-growing fog of your mind.

You jolted in your seat before turning towards your fiance, "Hi bubbas."

    "Hallo," Technoblade was shirtless his scars on full display as well as his muscles. One was way more important than the other to you, you can guess which one. His pajama pants sat loosely on his hips as he wandered over to sit in front of you, his head resting between your thighs. You had to hold back a giggle at the pleased look on his features, his hands came up, giving them a soft squeeze.

     "You having fun?"

Yes. OBVIOUSLY. You could crush our head with those thighs, so yes. So soft. We need to stay here forever.

     "They're okay," He replied casually as your fingers carded through his pink hair. "I definitely don't want you to try crushing a watermelon."

     "Oh my god." Your shoulders began to shake and you placed your forehead on top of his own, he only smiled softly. Your laughter was sweet and made him think of a small little bell chiming in the air.

     "You're gonna braid my hair now right?"

     "Obviously."

    "Thank you, Princess."

You were a little taken aback by his genuine tone, there was no hint of sarcasm or his usual teasing voice.

You love him more than all the stars in the sky.

He looked up at you with his big red eyes, as you began massaging his scalp. He let out a throaty moan, his eyes fluttering closed at the feeling of your blunt nails on his scalp. "Jesus Princess, you're a goddess."

     "As long as you never say I rival Aphrodite you can call me a goddess all you want." He laughed and nodded his head,

     "You have yourself a deal."

     "I can't wait to marry you as soon as possible."

     "You're really obsessed with me huh? You a fangirl? That's a little creepy not gonna lie."

     "Oh, I'm your BIGGEST fan. I live in your house and sleep in your bed."

    "Cringe," You rolled your eyes dramatically but pecked his lips stroking his cheek with your thumb.

    "Seriously though, can it happen as soon as we can."

    "How do three days from now sound? Just so we can plan properly and gather some things we need- if you want a like actually wedding." You nodded eagerly,

     "Yes, please. That's all I need."

    "Then it's settled."

The smile on your face was all he needed to know he made the right decision not only in marrying you but rushing the wedding,...three days. Oh shit, he was gonna be a husband in three days. The voices in his head collective said one phrase,

We're fucked.

~~~

Hi guys! Thanks for all the love for my story! Have fun with this chapter, a Karlnapity x reader might be in the works next. Not that this story is over, after all there’s still a wedding to attend. 

ALSO please go read my friend quackity-love-bot’s new fic! Here’s the link: https://quackity-love-bot.tumblr.com/post/642241693382557696/skyfall

Enjoy ;)

[lady-ragnvindr]

Lmao, here have this horny brainrot I did while waiting for the angst <3

Oh, by the way The Diluc x reader fic has like a small bit of Jean x reader.. Are you OK with that? 👀

Anyways back to the brainrot

-🍷 anon

Earn it

Cat! Sub! Diluc x Owner! Dom! Reader

⚠️: Pegging, Overstimulation, Degradation, Begging, Slapping, Pulling of Hair and Tail, nipple play, Mommy kink, Pet play, Reader being mean and rough etc. (???)

Reader is a female

Hue, hue enjoy a screaming diluc begging

Finally after God knows how long, (Y/N) finally had time to spend with her precious little kitty lulu (Diluc). The two of them decided to take a stroll around the city of freedom just to get some fresh air

The two of them didn't realize that they reached the marketplace of Mondstadt until something caught the redhead's eye causing him to stop in his tracks -his s/o doing the same thing aswell-

The object that Diluc was ogling at was a collar. A glittering crimson collar with a shiny golden bell attached to it. It also had a beautiful big black bow at the back side of it.

(Y/N) saw how Diluc was eyeing the said collar, a smirk forming across her face as an idea began to form inside the back of her head.

She turned to face Diluc -who is still staring at the collar- and began to speak

"So..you want that collar I assume?"

She asked "innocently" her smirk from before never leaving.

Diluc was hesitant on giving an answer at first. But he is a good kitten. He never lies to his owner and always as in ALWAYS tells the truth no matter what.

So... he simply nodded, a blush forming on the apples on his cheeks as (Y/N) began to chuckle at his cute action.

"How adorable 💗"

She complimented, patting Diluc's beautiful red locks as she began scruffing behind his cat ears, causing diluc to purr loudly. His knees suddenly growing weak from the sudden touch his lovely owner is giving him.

"Diluc."

She called, his cat ears perking up when she called his name.

"You know that I don't give anything for free right~?"

He nodded.

"You also know that good kitties only get a reward when they work hard on something right~?"

He nodded the second time.

"Well... "

She stopped for a moment, -Diluc still focusing on her intimidating gaze-

"If you want it so badly... "

She continued, pulling Diluc close to her as she whispered into his ear in a serious tone as chills ran down his spine.

"You gotta earn it dear 💗"

-------------------------------------------------------

It was late at night and the bedroom was a huge mess. pillows everywhere, the now cumstained blankets is on the floor, all that's left in the bed were (Y/N) and Diluc, who was gripping the bedsheets naked, full of bite marks, and a moaning mess.

His cum from his previous orgasms were all over his marked body. On his stomach, his chest, his face, it was everywhere.

(Y/N) smirked at the person in front of her whom she had destroyed. The famous uncrowned king of Mondstadt, laying before her, hair a mess, eyes rolled back, tears of overstimulation streaming down his tear-stained cheeks.

The deal was that Diluc had to go through 10 orgasms in order to get the collar. Currently, he's doing a great job passing 9 orgasms flawlessly making his owner very impressed. Maybe all that brat-training, and orgasm denials (Y/N) did to him paid off after all

"Your doing an amazing job my little kitty 💗"

(Y/N) complimented, caressing the redhead's cock causing Diluc to whimper and squirm at her touch due to oversensitivity.

"You only need to do one more orgasm until the collar is yours my love~!"

She chirped

"But there is a catch 💗"

She picked Diluc up and made him sit on her lap, making him confused on what she's doing

Confusion turned to pain & pleasure, when (Y/N) slammed the strap-on back inside his hole making him scream loudly

"This time, you gotta ride me. Make yourself cum infront of me like the slutty cum dump you are~!"

She commanded, giggling at the end of her sentence

"Nnngh... I-I... Mommy I can't!!!"

Diluc confessed, grabbing (Y/N)'s hips to maintain his balance as tears started to fall down on his face again

*SMACK*

The sudden action and impact that occurred in his rear end made Diluc scream for the second time tonight, burying his face on (Y/N)'s breasts, the grip he had on her hips tightening at the process

"Oh, so your gonna be a whiny bitch and not follow mommy's orders huh~?"

(Y/N) then yanked the redhead's now ruined ponytail causing him to stood back up again to his original position

"Look at me when I'm talking to you Diluc."

She ordered

"Your beginning to disappoint me Diluc, maybe you don't deserve the collar after all with that bratty attitude of yours~"

Upon hearing those words, Diluc began to sob uncontrollably as he started to bounce on (Y/N)'s strap

"I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! M-mommy please! I want the collar! I want it so badly! P-please forgive me! I'll be a g-good kitty!

He begged, fastening his pace hoping to quickly build his 10th and final orgasm

(Y/N) on the other hand was snickering at the redhead, loving how she can easily break him to into a huge crying mess and his limit to beg for anything

The rest of the time were just Diluc continuing to ride (Y/N) while moaning and blabbing incoherent sentences with a couple of pleases, thank-yous and the word mommy

(Y/N) proceeded to pinch his nipples harshly in the middle of him riding her, earning a squeak from him

Soon the familiar knot in his stomach began to form, signalling that he's about to have another orgasm

"M-mommy I'm close! I'm close! I'm about to cum!"

He said out loud, his body beginning to shake from the upcoming orgasm he's about to have

(Y/N) wrapped her fingers around his cock and gave it a light squeeze

"Or... I could deny your orgasm and have do another one again since you still have some energy left in you dear~"

Diluc shook his head violently, throwing a small tantrum

"NO! NO! I DON'T WANT! MOMMY PLEASE! I WANT TO CUM! I WANT TO CUM! MOMMY I WANT THE COLLAR PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!"

He begged, crying hysterically making (Y/N) chuckle, pitying the poor kitty.

" I'm just kidding Diluc! Of course you can cum now, you earned it. Congratulations my love~"

She exclaimed, relieving diluc as he mumbled a "thank you" then continued to thrust deeper, completely destroying his prostate

Then out of nowhere, (Y/N) grabbed ahold of dilucs hips and fully smashed the strap-on in his hole, strong enough to trigger his orgasm as he screamed out loud, loud enough for the people in Mondstadt to hear him.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEUUGHHHHHHHHHHHH~!"

Diluc then fell backwards, now lying down on the bed. legs still spreading, cum leaking out of his drained cock, body still violently shaking from the orgasm.

(Y/N) stood up and went to the drawer rummaging through things and brought out the same collar that diluc was eyeing on awhile ago.

"I bought it already while you weren't looking."

She hopped back to the bed and proceeded to place the collar around Dilucs neck. Once she was done placing the collar on him she kissed his forehead and cuddled closer to him

"You did good tonight my little kitty, once again congratulations~"

She cooed, stroking his back. Diluc purred and snuggled close.

"T-thank you mommy.. I love you~"

"I love you too my little kitty, now rest well~"

She replied, as the two of them drift off to sleep in each other's arms

SO YEAH ANYWAYS TO HORNY JAIL I GO

I HOPE I WASN'T TOO HARSH ON DILUC IF I WERE I'M SORRYBSODORKGKTKGKG

-🍷

Ma'am Imma need your ID and items. Bcz I did not just read such good sub diluc--oh its been a while since I thrist for him.

Anyways,

Welcome to horny jail my love 🤪💅

[chaotic-jjk-fiction]

Perfect Puppy

Gojo Satoru x Fem Puppy reader x Nanami Kento

Happy Valentine’s Day! This fic isn’t specifically theme for Valentine’s day, but it is cute and fluffy. 

TW: Poly Fic, Puppy reader, Reader is adopted from shelter, she/her pronouns used, Reader wears a collar, Reader is essentially just a pet, cute fluff

Gojo sat on the counter as Nanami cooked, swimming his legs and watching his lover work. Despite the fact that the two of them worked together, it felt like they barely spent any time together. Domestic moments were a rare occurrence for the two, and Gojo was enjoying it fully. He also figured it was to the perfect time to bring up something that had been on his mind for a bit. He sighed loudly hoping to get his lovers attention. 

“What is it?” Nanami asked rolling his eyes at his husband’s antics. Gojo chose to ignore that and express his thoughts anyways,

“I want a pet.” He then paused to see how Nanami would react. 

“Like a goldfish?

“Noooo,” Gojo whined, “Like a dog or maybe a cat.” Nanami stopped for a moment to take in what he had just heard.

“We can’t get a pet like that with our job, you know that.” He paused, “And what makes you bring this up now anyway?” Gojo pushed himself off his perch and wrapped his arms around Nanami’s waist as he stood at the stove. 

“I’ve always wanted a pet but I was never allowed to have one as a kid. I brang it up now because we’ve finally got a house where we have the space.” Nanami pondered Gojo’s explanation before moving to grab some plates out of the cabinet, breaking free from his lover’s embrace. 

“You do know you’d have to feed it, walk it, and take care of it in every other way?” He continued to serve the food as he waited for Gojo’s answer.

“I know that. And of course I would take care of it.” Nanami sighed as he placed the plates of food on the table at their respective places. 

“Alright Satoru, I suppose we can look into getting a pet if you really want one.” Gojo was ecstatic. He spent the rest of the night talking about what he wanted in the pet. 

“I want them to love me, they have to be good with cuddles, I want them to like walks, but not need them, ooh and maybe just a touch of separation anxiety so that they are always happy to see me!” Nanami was happy to see his husband so excited and he just hoped it wasn’t just another one of Gojo's whims, a pet was starting to sound nice.

The next day Gojo didn’t bring it up as they got ready for work and he didn’t seem a bit more excited than normal. Nanami couldn’t help but wonder if his partner had forgotten their conversation. They didn’t see each other until it was late into the afternoon. Gojo was bounding up to Nanami with a folder in his hands.

“I printed out a list of the adoptable pets at this shelter so we can look over them on the way there!” Apparently, Gojo had not forgotten their conversation at dinner, and Nanami soon found himself being dragged into a waiting car. On the way to the adoption center that Gojo had chosen the two of them poured over the file. 

“Look at how cute that one is. Oh, but look at that one’s ears. AHHH they’re all so cute!” Nanami couldn’t help but feel his heart warm at the sight of his overexcited husband. They had to quickly stop back at their place first to take some pictures of their living situation as proof that they had a suitable home to own a pet. As soon as they had done that they were right back on course to the shelter.   

“I really can’t decide which of them I like more. Do you have a favorite so far?” Gojo turned to Nanami hoping to get some input on the pets they were looking at. 

“Actually,” Nanami paused “There is one that caught my eye.”

“Which one?” Gojo was eager to know which pet he found of interest. Nanami ruffled through the papers looking for their page. Upon finding it he held it in the middle of the two of them so that Gojo could see it too. 

“She’s so cute, I see why you like her.” Nanami nodded to affirm Gojo’s words. The pet that had caught his eye was a puppy girl. 

“We’ll request to me meet her when we get there!” Gojo was pleased by his husband’s choice and was hoping that you would be everything he wanted in a pet so that it would all work out. 

As soon as they arrived, Gojo was bounding up to the front desk asking the receptionist to help them meet you so they could assess compatibility. The receptionist handed them the proper paperwork so that they could do just that and Nanami filled it out while Gojo handed him the photos of their house to keep on file. Once Nanami handed the paperwork back they looked over it before directing the couple to follow him. They walked into a back area with a long hallway of rooms where prospective adopters could meet the pets they were thinking of adopting. 

“Please wait in here while I bring her to you.” The receptionist bowed before closing the door to the room they had been given behind him. Nanami and Gojo sat down on the sofa-like-bench in the room. Gojo was getting antsy, “I can’t wait to meet her!” His excitement was a little contagious and Nanami found himself also with a swelling feeling of anticipation. They didn’t have to wait for very long though, and soon the receptionist was opening the door to reveal himself and you standing right next to him. You looked just like your picture, almost cuter if they were being honest. The receptionist guided you into the room before making his exit once again. 

“If you need anything please don’t hesitate to push the button on the wall.” and with that, he was gone. Gojo and Nanami now focused their attention on you.  You stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, tail down unsure of whether or not to trust the gentlemen in front of you. Gojo motioned for you to join them, you hesitantly took a few steps forward before freezing again. Gojo was loving how shy you were, while on the other hand he just wanted you to love him immediately. Gojo once again patted the space in between him and Nanami eagerly inviting you to sit there. You took a few more steps, finally reaching the end of the bench, before turning around and sitting down. Although you felt awkward being in-between the two complete strangers, you couldn’t deny that your heart was pounding with excitement at the idea of being adopted. Gojo couldn’t stop himself and he brought his hand up to your head, lightly petting your ears. His action made you shiver and lean into his touch. This only served to fuel his eagerness in touching you, and his light strokes turned into a much more vigorous scratching of behind your ears. Nanami watched the way your tail started wagging and how content you now looked under Gojo’s touch. He realized that you were the one, at least in his mind, and he hoped that Gojo would agree. 

“Aww, does puppy like that?” Gojo cooed as he continued to scratch behind your ears, the little rumble coming from your chest was enough of a confirmation for both of them. Nanami did not personally feel the need to join Gojo in petting you, seeing how happy his lover is was enough. He continued to watch over the course of 30 minutes as the two of you bonded. He knew that Gojo and him would be adding a third member to their family.  

“Have you made your decision?” Nanami asked looking down at the pair who had ended up on the floor of the room. Gojo and you paused your petting/cuddling and looked up at him. Nanami elaborated,

“Would you like to look at other pets, or have are you made up you mind Satoru?” You looked up at Gojo with your biggest puppy eyes. You longed for adoption, and the attention Gojo was giving you was all you ever wanted. One look at your cute expression was all too much for Gojo, 

“I’ve made up my mind! I want her.” Nanami nodded in agreement and pushed the call button on the wall. Nanami stood when the receptionist popped in a minute later, 

“Did you need something?”

“We would like to adopt her today,” Nanami stated looking from you and Gojo to the receptionist in the doorway. 

“We need to review the images of your home you provided and there is more paperwork to fill out-”

“That is ok, can we start on the paperwork while the photos are being reviewed?”

“Of course, I’ll go get it right away.” He bowed and quickly exited the room. Nanami was immediately encased in his lover’s arms as Gojo threw himself at Nanami. 

“Thank you!” Gojo sang burying his head in the crook of his lover’s neck. Gojo soon broke away from him though and returned his attention back to you. 

“Did ya hear the puppy? You’re going to be coming home with us!” You couldn’t control how fast your tail started wagging at his words. It didn’t take long for the receptionist to come back with the required paperwork. Nanami filled it out as Gojo resumed playing with you, all the while telling you how perfect your life was going to be and all the nice things you would have. It didn’t take too long to fill out the forms and soon Nanami was once again pressing the call button. He handed the man the completed forms, 

“Your house has been approved. You may come out and get your care instructions packet, please look over them and make sure you don’t have any questions before leaving.” The receptionist opened the door wide for the three of you. Gojo took your hand and lead you out of the room, Nanami followed behind the two of you. Once back in the main entrance area of the shelter where they had first entered, they were handed a small stack of papers. The care packet turned out to be very straight forward. It had a section on feeding, training, your immunization record, medical things to look out for, and so on. 

“Are you ready to go to your new home?” Gojo cooed to you, watching your ears perk up. 

“Not so fast,” Nanami interjected, “We still need to get you a collar.” 

“Oh right,” Gojo remembered. That didn’t take very long though as the shelter had an attached store. Soon you were fitted with a cute collar that Gojo had chosen with your input, and had a name tag with your name and their numbers. 

“Alright puppy, let’s get you home,” Gojo chirped. He had insisted that you sit on his lap for the entire car ride back to their place. Gojo continued to play with your hair and ears, while Nanami finally made a move to touch you, silently allowing his hand to rest on your thigh. It didn’t take long to reach their apartment. Once inside Gojo was eager to give you the full tour of your new living space, 

“This is the living room, we watch movies and relax there. This is the kitchen where we eat. This is the guest bathroom. Oh! And this is the bedroom. You’ll be sleeping here with us.” You were at Gojo’s heels the entire time, joyfully following him and experiencing your new home. 

“Hmm… according to the schedule the shelter had you on, it’s about time for you to eat dinner. Are you hungry?” Nanami asked looking up from the papers in his hand. Your tail halted its back and forth motion, taking in his words before it resumed its wagging. You nodded your head, bringing your hand to your tummy to emphasize your hunger. 

“Alright then, let’s fix that.” Nanami made his way back to the kitchen and pulled out the leftovers from last night. As he heated them up for the three of you, Gojo lead you to the table and promptly pulled you onto his lap. It didn’t take Nanami very long to prepare the food, and soon he was setting down two full plates for them, and just one bowl of plain rice for you.

“The instructions said to stick to plain food for the first few days to make sure that the stress of adjusting to a new environment, your doesn’t upset your stomach,” Nanami explained noticing your pouty expression at the dull meal. 

“Cheer up puppy,” Gojo chimed in, “close your eyes and I’ll feed it to you so you can pretend it’s something yummy.” You obliged, closing your eyes and opening your mouth allowing Gojo to feed you. Nanami watched as his husband praised you for eating all your food like the good girl you were. Not too long after finishing the rice, you felt yourself growing a bit tired. You were still on Gojo’s lap as he ate his food, and you took advantage of your position. Nuzzling your nose into his neck before resting your head on his shoulder and falling asleep. Gojo had to contain his excitement as not to wake you once he realized what had happened.  

“Look at her,” Gojo whispered with glee to Nanami. 

“She’s definitely adorable.” Nanami agreed, standing up after taking one last look last you as began clearing the plates. After he finished cleaning up, he made his way back to his lover who had remained in the exact same position as not to disturb you. 

“Here, let me take her.” Nanami moved to lift you off Gojo, cradling you to him in bridal position. He carefully started walking to the bedroom, Gojo following behind him. The way your hand took hold of Nanami’s suit jacket as he carried you was enough to make him melt. Gojo pulled back the covers on the bed and Nanami gently laid you down on the mattress. He had to remove the hand of yours that was gripping him and guided it down with the rest of you. The two of them changed quickly so they could join you in the bed. As soon as Gojo was changed he made his way to your side, wrapping his arms around you, pulling your back to his chest. Nanami followed his lead and laid on the other side of you on his back. What he was not expecting was you to wiggle away from Gojo in your sleep and cling to his chest. Gojo frowned, 

“That’s not fair, she’s supposed to love me more.”

[friendlystarfruit]

A requested fan-fiction Arataki Itto x reader

I laughed really hard writing the bit where you hear how Itto went around everyone bragging how he had a girlfriend to everyone and dragged the one villager  who thought you must be imaginary, all over town to find you xD Was inspired by how in the game he went around bragging when he first got his vision. Also how you react to what he had been telling villagers about you I thought was cute and funny I felt his bragging would be typical , I really had fun writing this (=

So this request was using the existing character  who you role play as  in   my other fan fics = D You are a cute waitress, you are now dating the egotistical himbo that is Arataki Itto , you've been dating a while and have been hearing rumours that he has been bragging about your pet play and how into him you are in the bedroom , sure of course it's true but that shit is private!! . You embarrassed and angry and need to do some detective work to find out if it's true , if it is you will need to confront him and you hate confrontation but maybe it's time his pet shows him she will bite the hand that feeds her if she has to , however hard you can bite ,we will see ;).

He offers you a solution A DUEL to see who gives into sexual tension  first , the two horny lovers torture  each other until one of them breaks ;)

Your character I wrote as pretty adorable , she has cute little pointy dog ears and a bushy fox tail,I imagine her as being is busty and has curvy hips but is short but imagine her as you want.

I also feel like Itto deserves a fan girl , everyone rolls their eyes at him  even kids beat him in games so why not throw him a bone a cute lil bone =D

Story starts out where you help a little boy find his toy, that's when the boy says something odd about you and Itto.

Notes:

Sorry for any dyslexic errors !! Please be kind I do my best (= If you spot anything that makes the text hard to read let me know and I'll correct it. Sometimes spelling errors, grammar errors or missing words are missed by me when I edit.

Chapter Management

Chapter 1

: The Oni's clumsy tongue 

You where skipping town the street feeling in a good mood when you spotted a little boy crying. “hey lil guy what’s wrong, did Itto take your candy?”

“I lost my favourite, toy it was a white wolf “

“aww ,hey don’t cry maybe I can help you find it”

“Thank you Miss”

“I bet you and Itto have played before eh? “

“Well I’m a little afraid of his horns but I really wanna play with him”

You chuckled “no need to be afraid , Itto is a big softie when it comes to kids”

You smile at the little boy and lean down to wipe his tears “so lets find that white wolf , where do you last remember playing with it”

“by the pond I think I ran away I thought I saw a fish”

“A fish? Why did you run away from a fish”

“cus they are icky “

You laughed ,this little boy was so cute.

“You don’t need to be afraid of any of the fish in our local ponds , in fact maybe you should feed them and make friends with them, I think fish are cute , lets go get some fish food and we can feed the fish together!!!!!“

The little boy protested “I’m not ready”

“Oh ok , we are near where you last had your toy anyway”

You beamed at the tiny boy and smiled at him, the little boy clung to you as you approached the pond. “This little kid really was a scardy cat” you thought to yourself. “Ok I’ll look for this toy and if you see a fish you call me “

“”AHHHHH A fish” the boy cries and runs away, you run after him and catch him you pick him up

“now come on don’t be afraid , look watch me”

“no “

“Just trust me”

“ok I’ll try” the little boy said sheepishly as he clung to you.

You put your hand in the water and stroke the big lazy fish “see, now you try”

The little boy nervously puts out his hand and pets the fish” “He’s still icky but he – he isn’t so bad”

“Hey look your toy over here in this bush , and wow what a cute wolf “ you put the boy down

The little boy runs over and grabs his toy “ Thank you sooooooooooo much " he snuggles into it "This toy is just like you”

You blush and fumble with your tail “oh eh y-yeah ,the ears and the tail”

“Yeah but also it's like you a pet, it’s my pet !!!”

“HUH” you gasp “wh-what makes you say , or think I am somebody’s pet” your face is bright red “Has Itto told people that, do people know about the kink you two have together” you think to yourself worried.

“My friends said that you where Itto’s pet , apparently he says you follow him around with your tongue hanging out”

“WHAT” You went ghostly pale “HE TELLS THE KIDS THAT” you thought to yourself

“Yeah!!!!!!! My friend says they over heard his gang say , he had you begging for something ,I bet it was dog treats”

You nearly fainted “WHAT THE HELL HAD ITTO BEEN SAYING ABOUT YOU”

You really weren’t a very angry person but you knew you’d have to show Itto he couldn’t say stuff like that about you, you dropped your fluffy ears and the little boy tugged on you “You ok lady?” “ uhh , yeah I jus- was thinking how much, I hate ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh, thorns , I hate thorns you know” you faked a smile “Lets get you home “

Later that day you decided to do some detective work. You went around asking the locals “What does Itto say about you?” “ugh that damn obnoxious Oni he goes on and on about how he has a girlfriend, WE GET IT YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND !!!!!!!!!!!!! We got it the last 1000 times” One person said. "And the nerve he literally asks people "hey do you have a girlfriend " you don't let me give you some pointers " and "wait till you see my girlfriend , when I show up she melts into my hands , she can't get enough of me!!!!!!!!!!"

Somebody laughed "He''s such a dork , he told the whole village he has a girlfriend , made him look like ironically like he had very little experience with women, some guy made fun of him , said he must be desperate for approval and his girlfriend must be imaginary , he challenged him to duel guy said no so then took the guy all over the village to find you to prove you where real, wouldn't let the poor guy get on with his day , I think the guy was a little scared of him , for sure regretted teasing him"

hmmm ugh you remember that day you didn't know the details only that Itto showed up with pulling some random villager up to you and said "I want you to meet my girlfriend"

You had smiled "Is this a friend of yours"

He posed and combed his hair "He will be because I know all the "tricks" " then he nudged the guy who rolled his eyes who literally now ran off saying "Good luck " Miss.

You where so confused but just let it go.

Time to talk to more people.

Another villager said “Well he said you cheer him on in battle and he rewards you with treats, says you chant a song I think it goes Arataki Itto the strongest in his class something something uhhh then something about feet I forget”

“FEET” you tilt your head.

“He says you are the cutest girlfriend and nobody’s girlfriend is cuter than you”

“aww “ your eyes sparkle for a moment

“Yeah and he said nobody else has a girlfriend who worship them like you worship him, he says you are the gangs pet member” “ WHAT” you yelp

“YEAH he says if he catches any other guy checking you out , he'll challenges them him to a duel because only he gets to-“

“Gets too?”

“Wellllllllllllllll make you go into ……….heat”

You nearly die “So it’s true” you thought.

Next stop the gang.

You find his gang playing cards on the street “uh -hey “ you say shyly “where is Itto”

Akira “The boss ? He went for a walk he’s recovering from loosing a game”

“oh -good cus I need to kinda talk to you guys”

You always where polite to his gang you really wanted them to like you.

You take a deep breath “What kind of things does Itto say about me?”

The gang look at each other “uhhhhhhhhhhhhh all good things”

“How good – I mean does he say anything about our you know ehhhh” you fumbled cowardly with your tail , you where bright red and your ears dropped.

The gang blushed and looked at each other “uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

It was pretty awkward , but none of them said no.

“I gotta go” You blushed and ran away.

"wait " suddenly a small Oni girl appeared, it was the sidekick of the gang she was pretty cute one red horn in sight through her hair and purple eyes.

"That doofus " she scowled "He's going to lose the best thing that ever happened to him if he keeps this up"

You blush and cover your face with your hand.

" I'm the secret leader of this gang , but people refer to me as "Itto's little side kick" she sighs " I get to bail him out of trouble all day long but this time I'm not gonna"

"Shinobu don't !!!!!!!!" his gang protest.

"He gives us Oni a bad name with his pranks and antics and now he risks throwing away this nice lady he cares about so much, but as a proud Oni I won't allow his smutty mouth to degrade such a sweet kind human, he talks about you with the boys all the time, he talks about how you beg for his ugh ........his "Oni cock" "she sighs with her hand covering her face in shame "calls you his obedient pet how much you beg for him , gives the gang tips on how they could get a girlfriend and please a girlfriend how they could get themselves a pet girl too . "

She folds her arms looking embarrassed on the behalf of her race, seeing the tears welling in your eyes.

"I hate overhearing him and the boys especially because I know how much he loves you , I know him well , I've seen how he talks about you and how he looks at you so listen stop letting that big oaf push you around!!!!!! I know it would tare him apart to lose you , so put his love to the test, STAND UP FOR YOURSELF "

You nodded and walked away, his second in command of his gang was right.

You decided first you’d go a walk to clear your head.

“I don’t understand does he really brag about our sex life , but he got so upset with his gang that time they walked in on us and saw me naked so why would he -” You sigh “How am I going to confront him”

Suddenly “BOO” It was Itto you gasped and he laughed. “Hey sunshine, how’s my lil petty pie” he grinned baby talking you.

“uhhhhhhh” you looked nervous

Itto puffed out assuming you must be just nervous because he is so amazing.

“uhhhhhhhhh don’t sunshine me Itto I’m angry at you”

“HUH” Itto looked confused he’d never seen you angry “ I hope you aren’t turning into my gang’s deputy member Kuki Shinobu she might bail me out of jail but question my leadership ? Dealing with her anger is a nightmare just shows you tiny girls can still have not so tiny tempers”

“uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” again you being the awkward push over ,scrambling to stand up to him.

Itto had already gone on to another topic whining about his challenging gang member he hadn’t even asked why you are angry.

You turned your back to him “Y-you have been talking about our sex life with the gang and telling everyone I’m your pet” your heart was beating super-fast you hated confrontation but you had to stand up for yourself.

Ito puffed "oh yeah who told you that?"

" Kuki Shinobu told me and the towns people !!!! even the kids heard stuff"

"UGH DAMMIT there she goes again UGH" he whinned.

Itto responded angrily “ I don't get what the big deal is anyway I’m proud of you , can’t I tell people that?”

“but I want your gang to respect me” you sigh

“They still do they just know you are my pet and only I get to-“

“please stop” you huff your tail whips high and your ears point back pouting “I thought you didn’t like other men looking at me “

“Of course I don’t that doesn’t mean I don’t like other men to know that I can please you”

Your heart freezes “How -how much did you tell them?” you challenge him

Itto turned his head “ huh? ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh well not much jusssssss “

You scowl “That I go into heat that you have me begging for your "big oni cock" , how about everything I heard from your own gang member ” you turned to him poking his abs as you pouted each word.

“Well it’s true an’t it?” He protested "You do all those things you feel that way "

“well ugh – I mean , maybe it’s less true now” You protested back.

“HUH?” He puffs “What’s that supposed to mean”

“Maybe somebody else will put me in heat”

Steam puffed from his horns “’I’m sorry WHAT?”

“maybe me and Thoma can start something”

“HEY stop messing around” he said getting visibly annoyed.

“maybe I like to mess around, I bet he's a real stallion in bed “ you grumbled poking his abs again. "maybe he can even out fuck you"

“GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR He challenging me to out fuck you ?”

"No ? he's not even here " (Itto is such an idiot )

"So then you are challenging your own master !!!!!!!!!

“You look up at him towering over you “uhhhh , well I – uhh I mean kinda , I mean YEAH what if I am”

"Oh yeah little one?"

"uhhhhhhhhhh ye----" "you can do this , you got this " you said to yourself remember what Shinobu said don't let him push you around" you said to yourself.

"You know I can't stand other guys with you So why you pulling this shit on me? " he folded his arms "This has to be a challenge of some kind!!! I will win you back" he growled then he flicked his hair and posed

(He's so adorable though you secretly where thinking)

"You just like telling other guys though huh? yeah? " It was almost amusing seeing you try to be tough.

Itto puffed out and smirked “If I win you’ll I can keep saying what I want about you and if you win I’ll stop saying those things”

You roll your eyes at him and think to yourself “Does everything have to be some kind of competition you thought , why can’t we just talk it out like a normal couple? “

Your lil doggy ears drop and you look up at him “oh-ok” (back to cute dog mode) "I mean OK" you beam (assertive dog mode on!!)

“Atta girl” he pets you and you grumble to yourself , usually you enjoyed being his pet but he was really annoying you now.

"So what kind of duel?" You ask and he smirks deviously.

Chapter 2

: A Duel Of Sex 

Itto challenges his pet to a duel.

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“So hide in seek how about three rounds , 10 mins per round and we use a small location!!”

Itto shook his head.

You whined “not beetle fighting I don’t like seeing them fight” you sighed with your little child like face.

Itto leaned down at you “I want a duel that proves nobody can out fuck you”

“So you want me to have sex with other guys?”

Itto nearly fell over “WHAT no”

You broke into a giggle almost forgetting you where mad at him. “c’mere”

You blushed as he sat down pulling you onto his lap gently rocking his leg up your skirt

“uhhh”

“my game is the first one to ask for sex loses”

“Huh “ you look up at his hot eyes.

He closes his hand “Three rounds , one round “ One finger pops up whoever begs for sex first loses a point “ another round “ another finger pops up “whoever cums first loses during loses a point and lastly “ he pops up a final finger and you gulp “whoever touches themselves first loses a point”

“WHAT” you yelp with your face flustered.

He roars in laughter and bounces you on his knee “HAHA you’re scared”

You blushed “jus-just a little”

“So you in?”

“Ok “ you nod

“Promise me you won’t cheat, I take my duels very seriously ok?”

“I won’t I promise”

HE bounces you on his knees and chuckles.

He could already feel you where already a little wet against his knee her purred in your ear “mmm my pet this will be easy”

You gasp feeling his hot breath against you , he trails your hand over his abs

“Itto please it’s not fair”

“What’s not fair” he kisses your neck.

You bite your lip squirming as his knee grinds against you pleasurably.

“Itto” you feel his bulge building so you massage your butt against him.

“uhh--------huh” he gasps.

“Two can play this game “ you said proudly , he smirked and picked you off his knee “Hey I like a challenge , and I like this side of you “

You gaze up at his beautiful face “Don’t get me wrong I love how cute yeh are, how you always need me to protect you , how you are polite to everyone, and always hide away from danger but I like seeing you be a little competitive too”

“oh , sorry I’m not more like that it just isn’t me” You sigh

Itto smiles and rolls his eyes “I like that though you know , it’s just cute seeing that side of you, you get what I mean?”

You almost forget why you where fighting, he laughs “I’m not gonna go easy on you by the way and you don’t need to either ”

You smile and tilt your head “OK”

Over the next few days Itto played with his pet and she played with him , things as subtle as the they way the locked eyes, bit lips , carried themselves all took it’s toll on the two horny lovers.

You started to hate seeing him turn up to the restaurant might as well be the res-taunt because he’d taunt you with his charm. “Heeeeeeeeeeeeey “ He called “I wanna order” You wrote down what he wanted he puffed out his chest stretched , moaning a bit , you tried not to look but he’d always ask you questions to keep your attention on him “What’s in the sauce” and “What’s your favourite thing to order?”

UGH THAT SEXY BASTARD he knew you were such a fan girl quivering in heat , your pussy pulsed and yearned needily for attention , your thoughts lingered with your eyes tracing his abs down to his groin.

“my eyes are up here babe, but I’m not complaining”

You unbutton your top a little and peer into his eyes “I know master, I admit I can’t resist looking , you blushed and turned your head biting your lip.

“Aw shit” Itto thought it’s working to well now my balls hurt. "uh I wanna order this"

You lean in “mmmm I hear that one is soooooooo good you’ll be leaving here well satiated “ you teased peering down at the growing tent in his pants.

“ughhhhhhhh” He groaned “I’m playing with fire but me surrender ? never!!!!!!!! I gotta show my pet I mean business ” He forced himself to be composed , sweating as you fumbled with your buttons on your work outfit allowing him to gaze into the plump breasts that yearned for his attention.

This helped you turn the tables but when you walked away you sighed to yourself “I wish we’d just talk it out”

You brought him meal and he licked his lips like a hungry animal then he veered away blushing.

“maybe I should just let him win” thought to yourself “I’m painfully horny and I like making him happy, maybe I like being pushed around but then you thought of all the embarrassing things he’d been bragging about , you felt sad this was the first time you felt properly bothered by Itto’s immaturity , you’d just have to suck It up and play”

Then you had a thought……….."how many times do even kids out smart Itto, maybe I could beat him by this own game, that’s it , you knew how you’d beat him”

You walked up to Itto “hey big boi”

He smiled “hey little lady how’s my sunshine doing?”

You whispered in his ear “I have something to show you after work come to my place, I’ll be finishing up here in about 3 hours”

Itto smirked “You couldn’t take it could you?, don’t feel bad , you know I how hot I am, maybe it was an unfair match how could you beat an oni at this kind of game.”

Itto waited around impatient his massive had bulge begging him to be touched , his balls hurting he bit his lip to hard his fangs pierced the skin and blood trickled down his chin “behave yourself" he'd mutter scolding his own cock but the fussy tension racing up the nerves of his cock was unbearable “Hold it together” he said taking a deep breath, finally there you where and he sighed glad you finally showed up “come in” you purred playfully.

He strutted in combing his hair proudly.

“Let me get out of something more comfortable” you began to hum to yourself removing your clothing Itto sat in the bed is painful itch intensifying , he began to drool , like a predator watching his little prey inches away he battled every fiber in his being not to give in to his animalistic urges, he hovers his big hand over his massive bulge then smacked his hand away steam omitting from his horns “You gonna show me it?” “I demand you show you me my pet” he pouted.

You looked back “oh of course master”

His heart was racing his antsy cock was torture strained under his shorts.

First lets go over the rules again!!!!!!

He groaned as his cock thudded in agony, it pulsated and precum oozed from the tip staining his pant he stared into your barley dressed body , licking his lips at your breasts , tracing his eyes to your hips "ugh-----gruh" He grunted in sexual frustration "Hurry up ok" . “If you orgasm during sex that’s one point, if you touch yourself that’s another point and if you beg for sex that’s another point right.

“Yea”

I’m gonna give you a point master I can’t help it, you sat on his lap and started humping his leg then you teased your hand over his crouch “master I’m so helpless , you drove me crazy

“ugh my pet” he whined feeling your wet pussy through your underwear , you where so helpless worshipping him he couldn’t take it “

“UGH shit” He groaned you grind on him and pawed at his cock but not giving it what it really needed

“master you are so amazing"

“OH SHIT THAT”S IT PET I'm your number one”

His cock violently twitched in his pants. He wasn't going to last either he'd cum to your sight or he'd let himself feel your tight walls on his desperate needy cock

He picked you up and threw you on the bed frantically taking off his clothes I’ll give you a point too. SO LETS ROLL.

You gasped as he picked you up again and he sat on the bed positioning your pussy on his cock “ugh fuck” he moaned as he felt his cock slide into the warm spongy sweet hole “ missed this so bad” he moaned “Your such a good pet , but such a fucking tease”

He bounced you up and down his cock and you held onto his horns , your breasts bounced on front of him he couldn’t take it overcome by pleasure getting off to your body , you moans everything about you , but it felt so good “ugh beg for me my pet “

“Itto please let yourself cum , nobody could out fuck you , you know I was just angry at you you’re the number one”

Itto buckled his hips into you as you bounced on his hard cock

“How horny did I get you sunshine” he panted.

“I was pooling with wetness it was agony you are just so freaking sexy Itto, all the little things you did drove me crazy and I had no output I needed you so bad ” now tears welled in your eyes "Arataki Itto" you cried out as he stimulated your G spot.

This set him over the edge “FUCK you said my whole name ? ugh geez are you cumming babe?”

"not yet but I'm close" you bite your lip "Such a powerful oni "

"OH FUCK FUCK FUCK he cried he while he bobbed you forcefully on his cock, you held onto his horns and peered deep into his eyes causing his heart to fall of a cliff , then he lost control he dug his teeth into your neck muffling “You win ------ugh I’m still the number one when it comes to out fucking my pet though”

The sight turned you on so much you squealed “Itto I’m cumming too, master –” You groaned helplessly, your plan had backfired you would cum at the same time.

He arched his back and painted your insides , his cock shot one load then another “FUCK I’m the one and oni” , he was panting out of breath and so where you you contracted on his dick with him " you are the one and oni".

you smiled at him “Itto it’s a draw”

He smiled back so what next.

“How about you tone back what you say about me , you can still joke about us but – “ a little tear slid down your cheek.

“Hey babe? What’s wrong”

“I felt embarrassed people where talking about me like all I am to you is JUST a pet”

“WHO ARE THEIR NAMES I’LL TEACH THEM A”

You interrupted “no Itto I just need you to tone it down , I’m not just your pet I mean you love right?”

“OF course I do ‘ c’mere “He held you in close and you cried “ you are such a cry baby " he chuckled “If it means that much to you, I’ll tone it back ok? You know I hate seeing you sad, come on show me that smile”

“Atta girl” he wiped away your tears “You’re my girl, I want you to feel I can be there for you , you know? Like give me a little credit , if I’d knowen it bothered you THIS BAD I’d have -----ugh “ he sighed “I think your tears are more effective than your anger, you aren’t an angry person and you don’t have to be”

“but I need to stand up for myself”

“hmmmmm ok good point but ugh, hmmm can't I stand up for you? ”

“but I needed to stand up to you " you cried

"Aww babe" He petted your head

"Maybe we should talk it out more?” You whimpered.

“Yea that makes sense" he smiled

“I love you Itto ” you cooed burrowing your face into his chest

he chuckled and rolled his eyes “I know , and I love you now I think we should go for another round , will you stop crying".

“ You nod sheepishly like a little girl " Without the competition? “

“Nah , well not quite I’m just gonna compete with myself this make the next sex even better” he growled kissing your neck.

"Just leave it to master Itto alright? No more tears and give more smiles alright? like this " he beamed flashing his fangs

You clung to him and he rolled your eyes , you where super cute but he wanted you to feel better.

You look up at him and smile "Ok Itto I feel a bit better now , I love you"

He petted you "atta girl keep those skies sunny and I'll keep you safe ok?"

[jobean12-blog]

Iris

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,263

Summary: Bucky has a rough night and afterwards he needs some reassurance. 

Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ 24 hour surprise drabble challenge: Inspired By Song Titles and @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan​ Hamilton Lyric Challenge and the prompt: I’m never gonna stop from Guns and Ships. Also, my beautiful friend @nano--raptor​ had sent me a request for a Bucky fic based off of the song Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls so I thought it was perfect for this. I love this song and I hope you love this! Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤ PS I PROMISE IT ENDS HAPPY :) 

Warnings: Angst at first but it’s soft and filled with love and the end is fluffy mostly and it has a happy ending! :) 

“Steve. Steve!” You hear him fumbling with the doorknob and you wait with a knot in your stomach for him to open the door. He yanks it open, almost too hard, and stands there looking disheveled and half asleep. “What? What’s wrong y/n?” Your fingers hurt from wringing your hands together and your voice is hoarse from crying, “I can’t find him. I don’t know where he is.”

Steve’s forehead crinkles in worry and he takes your hand, pulling you in for a hug. “When did you see him last?” Your body shakes with your tears and Steve patiently waits while you to catch your breath. “Everything seemed fine last night. We had dinner, watched a movie and read together before bed. But then he had a nightmare. He hasn’t had one is so long. And when I woke him up, he looked so scared and broken. I thought he had gone back to sleep but when I woke up this morning he was gone.”

You can feel Steve’s shoulders sag, your own already bowed under the weight of your worry, “ok, it’s ok. I think I know where he might be.” Wiping your eyes with the back of your hand you sniffle loudly and pull Bucky’s hoodie tighter around your body. “Just gimme a minute to change.” You nod and wait on the couch. Your heart is in your throat and you try to stop your body from trembling with each breath.

“Ok. Come on.” Steve leads you out the door and onto the street. He walks fast, his arm looped through yours and his hands in his pockets. When you reach the small park Steve stops and looks down at you, his eyes soft, “he loves you. More than anything. You have to remind him that you see him for who he really is.” You squeeze his hand, “thank you Steve.” He watches you walk into the park, “call me if you need anything. I’m not far.” You wave and turn the corner, sucking in a breath when you see Bucky sitting on a bench, his head dropped low.

“Bucky?” You can barely hear yourself over the beating of your own heart but when he looks up it’s as if everything comes back into focus. He stands and starts to move toward you, his long legs making the trip short as you launch yourself into his open arms. He holds you so tightly to his chest you can’t breathe but this time it doesn’t feel like you’re dying, it feels like home.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He says it over and over and you hold onto him like it’s the last thing you’ll ever do. “I shouldn’t have left. I’m just scared. I’m still broken. I can’t lose you.” You can feel his large body shake with emotion and your heart breaks all over again. “Bucky. I love you. I love you more than anything in world. I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”

He walks you to the bench and sits down, pulling you into his lap, “you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I want to be everything you need but I’m afraid people will think I’m not good enough. They only see me as one thing.” The tears that fall from his eyes match your own and you touch his face, brushing the stubble that lines his cheeks before gently running your thumb along his lips. “I see you Bucky. I see every piece of you, and I know who you are.” Your hand slides down his neck and rests against his chest, over his beating heart.

His metal hand covers yours, his thunderous heartbeat slowly becoming steadier, “I don’t wanna go home yet. Can we stay a bit longer?” Your lips touch his in a barely there kiss, your eyes locked on his, “I want to be wherever you are Bucky. You’re all I need.” His lips are warm when they meet yours, his hand curling into your hair and tugging you closer. “Bucky, I love you. I’m never gonna stop.”

Resting his forehead to yours he lets the words sink in and wash over him. When his eyes meet yours again, they look clearer and more alive. “Thank you. Thank you for loving me.” Your brush the hair away from his face and cradle his jaw, stroking your fingers along his cheek, “that’s all I want to do.” He leans into your touch and closes his eyes before he kisses the palm of your hand and curls his own around it.

You sit quietly, just breathing in each other and letting the world melt away.  It isn’t until you hear the loud bark of a dog that you lift your head, smiling when a large fluff of white bounds toward you. The dog’s tail is wagging a mile a minute and Bucky reaches out to pet her, quickly pulling his hand back when he realizes it’s his metal one. You take his wrist and pull him forward, letting the dog sniff it. The dog’s nose wiggles this way and that before she nudges her head under Bucky’s hand for pets.

Bucky beams and scratches behind the dog’s ears, laughing when she positions her butt between his legs for more pets. “She definitely likes you.” A young man comes rushing over, panting and trying to catch his breath, “I’m so sorry guys! She loves the park and got away from me in her excitement.” You smile brightly and notice he’s wearing a shirt from the animal rescue nearby. “Oh, it’s no problem. She’s an absolute sweetheart! I think she loves my boyfriend.”

Bucky gives your waist a little squeeze and continues petting the dog. “I can see that. It’s great because to be honest she’s been really shy around most men, so this is really good.” It’s hard to tell who’s happier and you ask, “is she available for adoption?” The guy nearly bursts with joy, vigorously shaking his head yes. Bucky looks up, first at you, your eyes excited and hopeful, then to Winter. “Want to take a walk?” You jump off his lap with a squeal and the volunteer hands Bucky the leash, “she’s a great girl. I can tell you more about her while we head back.”

You walk hand in hand with Bucky, listening to Winter’s story and how she came to the rescue. You can tell Bucky is smitten and Winter clearly reciprocates the feeling. His shoulders seem lifted and his smile is genuine. When you reach the rescue Bucky pauses, handing the leash back to the volunteer, “can you give us minute please?” Winter whines but goes inside and Bucky takes your hands in his. Holding your finger to his lips you quickly speak, “before you say anything I just want you to know that dogs are an excellent judge of character.” Bucky smiles and dips his head, “I know. “I just. I need to say this. I love you. You’ve found parts of me that I didn’t know existed and in you I found a love I no longer believed was real.”

It’s hard for you to find the words to respond, your eyes now wet with fresh tears, so you kiss him and hope that all you’re feeling comes through with it. When you finally pull away for a breather, Bucky’s eyes are still closed and he brushes his nose against yours, his whispered “thank you,” telling you everything you need to know. Later that afternoon, you make your way back home, now a family of three.

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[sohotthateveryonedied]

psssst got any headcanons about the batkids being turned into animals for a day thanks to some fucked up magic rogues?? (i saw you reblogged some of that shifter au so i had to get your thoughts on this because uhhhhh i need it)

(i’m expanding it to a week because this au deserves as much content as i can give it holy shit i love it already)

dick gets turned into a golden retriever and he is having the time of his life. his only responsibility now is wagging his tail when he’s happy and barking at the mailman. no stress. no worries. he can do whatever he wants now. dick will run up and down the stairs fifty times for no fucking reason and has an absolute blast. he will plop on bruce’s lap while he’s trying to work and take a nap there and bruce can’t do a single thing about it. just sits there under the weight of his giant fluffy son.

dick tries to call wally and invite him over to the manor so they can play frisbee but all he can communicate is with woof woof bark. so he texts him with his giant paws, “pls coem ovetr im bored :’((” 

“sorry but i don’t want this to awaken any furry genes in me,,, you’re on your own pal”

timmy is a CAT. because i LIKE IT. he’s this fluffy lil black kitty who disappears less than five minutes after bruce wrangles them all back in the manor. he’s phantom of the opera now. the only reason anyone even knows he’s still in the house and alive is because alfred keeps finding him napping in the laundry room because it’s warm and he likes to squeeze himself into teeny tiny spaces. bruce nearly kills him when he turns the oven on one day and it’s sheer luck that he opens it to make sure it’s empty and oop! there’s tim! curled up on the bottom rack sleeping his life away in a hot box of death! bruce has a goddamn stroke.

barbara visits and tim spends the whole day sleeping in her lap. at one point he climbs up on her shoulder and snuggles into her neck like a fluffy lil angel, purring his heart out. babs has never felt so blessed in her life.

bruce: “son please. i have work to do”

tim, stomping all over bruce’s keyboard and headbutting him in the chin: “oh??? you have work to do huh??? more important than paying attention to me??? your son??? you hate me??? you want me to die??”

bruce’s very important email to lucius fox: “mkkkkkkkkkkkkghjkkkkkkknj.////////////,” 

steph!! is a mouse!! what a fuckin ride!! she is a small squeaky creacher, here one minute and gone the next. you grab a box of cheez-its from the pantry and find it empty but for a little blonde mouse snoozing in there like “fuck ok i guess this is how it is now.” one morning bruce discovers her using his coffee mug as a jacuzzi. he is dead inside.

damian is a wee tiger cub. he is cute but miserable and will run at bruce from across the room and smash into his shins because “father!! this is terrible!! fix it father!! you bitch!!” he snuggles with dick whenever he can though, purring like a car engine. 10/10 adorable, would definitely adopt.

bruce: “damian”

damian: :3 

bruce: “damian”

damian: :3

bruce: “you will spit stephanie out right now or you’re grounded”

damian: >:3

jason becomes a hawk. the first thing he does after getting turned is land on bruce’s head and screech in his ear because fuck you that’s why. this is karma supreme. once they’re all safely at the manor he carries off a screeching steph in his talons and drops her in the toilet. familia.

bruce: “jason. sweetheart. please tell me you didn’t just shit on my car.”

jason: “ok :) then i won’t tell you”

ironically, cass is a sloth. slow sleepy girl. only three toes nothing more. she is shockingly okay with it and just,, hitches rides on people,, all day. she hangs around bruce’s neck like a gucci scarf and sleeps there for hours. snzzzz.

duke is a freckled bunny, floppy ears and twitchy nose hell yeah. bunny duke is too good for this world. too pure. sleeby twitchy boy. he dropkicks damian in the face during dinner and lands in a bowl of mashed potatoes. babey. 

a few days in, alfred calls up the teen titans that way beast boy can come over and interpret what the batkids are saying since they can’t exactly speak anymore.

bruce: “so?? why does duke keep biting me??”

gar: “well uh. he said something about how um. you confiscated his xbox last week...”

at one point bruce isn’t looking where he’s going and steps on a cherry tomato and just. bursts into tears. because he thinks he stepped on steph’s tiny mouse body and killed her. a minute later steph swan dives off the chandelier with a parachute she made out of one of alfred’s handkerchiefs and lands on bruce’s head, giving him a fucking heart attack.

bruce goes to the pet store to buy food because apparently cats aren’t supposed to eat caviar?? wack. he stocks up on all kinds of pet food and the cashier asks how many animals he has. 

“oh no these are actually for my kids.” 

cashier: ಠ_ಠ

[animeyanderelover]

This blog is awesome! So glad I've found it! I have another headcanon request if that's ok with you? You mentioned that Sebastian got interested in his darling 'cause she is so 'cat-like'. But what if she really is a cat? If she could turn into actual feline? I'm avare this is probably one of the most cliche things ever, but I'm curious about your aproach on it. Sorry is my english is bad, hopefuly you understand everything?!

Why did I have the feeling that this would be requested very soon after I wrote about the feline s/o😂? Don’t worry, I’m always happy when I get new requests. Also don’t worry about your english I understood you just fine.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, obsessiveness, stalking, clinginess

Sebastian with a darling who can transform into a cat

🐈‍⬛Let’s continue where we stopped. With you as the new servant in the Phantomhive manor. Since the first day the s/o entered Sebastian wasn’t able to stop thinking about them. Their scent and their cat like behavior made Sebastian feel a tingling sensation whenever he was near them or even catched a small hint of the darling’s scent. What was wrong with him? Whenever the s/o passed him he had a hard time to not stop doing whatever he was doing and watch their graceful movements.

🐈‍⬛Very soon he noticed how much cat like the s/o really was. Whenever there was a rat or a mouse in the mansion they would have this exciting glint in their eyes, slowly sneaking up to the small animal, waiting for the right moment and then jumping nearly lightning fast at them. He absolutely adored their satisfied face when the little thing was squirming under their hands. Another thing that was very pleasing to him as well was that you purred when being petted. It was more of a coincidence that he had found that out. At that time you had finished a more complicated past and Sebastian had petted your head for whatever reason, but when you had suddenly started to purr he had stopped for a moment and had given you a surprised look. You on the other hand had started to blush like crazy and had quickly excused yourself. After that incident Sebastian started to pet your head more often just to hear that gorgeous sound again.

🐈‍⬛But at some point he started to get suspicious. The s/o was somehow just too much like a cat, not that he didn’t like that, no he absolutely adored it, but he had realized that some things about them weren’t normal. Their senses were way to high for a normal human and whenever they went out they would attract cats like a magnet. He had also noticed that they seemed to understand the cats, answering all of this lovely creatures with meows and chirps. The other servants had also informed him that the s/o left the manor always at night, telling them that they would go on a walk. So Sebastian decides to watch them at night, hoping to find out their secret like this.

🐈‍⬛He followed you quietly outside the mansion, watching from a safe distance and the next thing that he witnessed thrilled him! One moment the s/o was standing there and in the next moment they suddenly disappeared and instead of them a beautiful looking cat stood there. For a moment Sebastian was too shocked to do anything before he completely lost it. He didn’t even try to hold back and just stormed towards the cat, immediately kneeling down, petting and stroking this pretty creature. He didn’t let go of them for the rest of the night, busily cuddling and showering them in affection. And let’s be honest, you enjoyed it as well, he could tell from all the purring.

🐈‍⬛After that he questioned the s/o about it, having figured out that they weren’t a normal human. The s/o, seeing no point in hiding it, told him truthfully that they were a cat hybrid, being able to understand and talk the language of cats and being able to transform into a cat themself.

🐈‍⬛Whatever adoration Sebastian had hold for you beforehand increased a hundred times after hearing this. You’re able to transform into a cat?!?! That’s fantastic!! Now this guy is hooked up on you. He was completely enamored with the s/o after that.

🐈‍⬛After that Sebastian would almost provoke the s/o to see more of their cat behavior. He would sometimes bring rats and noises into the manor to see them hunting the thing down and to see their proud face when catching it. He would sometimes place things that the s/o needed at higher places just to see their agile and elegant movements when they climbed up to get it. He would pet them even more often than before, wanting to hear the s/o’s purring. Sometimes he would even chirp at the s/o when they were busily working on something and would have a huge grin on his face when they would meow back unconsciously. This man would tease the hell out of you after that, making you blush in embarrassment.

🐈‍⬛And of course this guy wanted to cuddle you in your cat form! Whenever you went outside for some alone time in your cat form this guy would suddenly storm towards you out of nowhere and nearly suffocate you in affection. Stroking your fur softly and playing with those cute little limbs of yours whilst making you into a purring mess. The s/o really tried their hardest to not enjoy this, knowing that this was humiliating and degrading in every sense, but damn this man knew what he was doing!!

🐈‍⬛But you don’t really expect the s/o to just take all of this without getting a little revenge, do you? The s/o can be very mischievous and cunning when they want to and ohh, they wanted to pay Sebastian back for all of that. They were well aware of the fact that Sebastian was adoring them with every inch of his body and decided to show him something that they hadn’t shown him yet. They giggled insidiously when imagining Sebastian’s reaction to this.

🐈‍⬛Soon after you put your plan into action. That day Sebastian had followed you once again late at night, waiting for his chance to pamper you in affection once again, but he didn’t expect this!!! You were already waiting for him, sitting on the ground with cat eyes, a cat tail and cat ears!! You hadn’t told him back then that you were also able to only transform some of your human form into a cat. You grinned when you saw Sebastian’s shocked expression and walked slowly over to him, asking with an innocent expression on your face what was wrong?

🐈‍⬛Sebastian’s brain stopped working and he flinched when you slowly started to trail his jawline with your claws, tickling him slightly with your tail and purring seductively at him. He felt weak in his knees, but was still to shocked to do anything. You hadn’t told him this! God knows for how long you teased the living hell out of him, taking your pleasure in seeing how his breath hitched every time in his throat when you tickled him with your tail or trailed your claws over his face and body.

🐈‍⬛After you were satisfied with your revenge you purred a short goodbye in his ear and left him, not missing the chance to slap Sebastian teasingly with your tail in his face. You quickly jumped back to the manor feeling a deep feeling of satisfaction inside of you, leaving a nearly drooling Sebastian back.

🐈‍⬛If you would have turned around you could have probably seen Sebastian’s burning gaze on you, his eyes turning pink. He was, to say it clearly, a mess. He was panting heavily and his whole body was shacking. He felt a burning want flowing through every part of his body, his mind clouded with imagines of your half cat form, still feeling your fingers and your tail on his skin. He was never really attracted to cats in such a way, but in that very moment that changed. He growled lowly, feeling highly frustrated. Why couldn’t he do anything? Why did he just stand there frozen whilst letting you treat him like this? Ohh, what should he do with you right now after this?~

I’ll finish it here. I kind of got lost in it and this is turning too long. Hope you enjoyed it~

[unluckyxse7enart]

MysMarch2021: Heal

Notes: most likely au, intended to be set post-events of “The Future”, where the gang survives, Shiromori’s still gone and presumably they beat off ???. Everyone just sorta falls back into the pattern of being a quartet somehow but also are all dealing with a lot from the incident still. This is primarily a fluffy moment w Mystery and Vivi with some minor thoughts about angstier stuff. Unofficial title:

"Kitsune in a Cone of Shame"

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"Mystery, what do you think you're doing?"

He winced, ears flattening to his head so much they almost disappeared entirely into the crest of fur down his neck. Vivi's voice sounded stern. He was definitely in trouble.

"Mystery. Down."

Oh no, there was the Doghouse voice.

An unintentional whine sounded from his throat, and Mystery slowly, deliberately, removed his front paws from the sofa, trying to ease back into where he had them before - he couldn't see where he was putting them, but surely it couldn't be that har-

His left paw slid against nothing, pain flared up in his side, and with a startled yip he was on his way down to the carpeted floor below. He heard Vivi gasp, all traces of anger gone and replaced with an equal measure of distress, but she couldn't move fast enough for the short distance from the coffee table to the floor. Mystery's quick descent ended not with a muffled thud, but a humiliating clunk.

Vivi made a strangled noise, and once more Mystery's ears flattened, this time in annoyance than guilt. He knew that noise anywhere. That was her 'trying not to laugh' noise.

"Mys- Mystery? Are you... *hee!* are you ok?" She asked between poorly restrained snickers, and he let out a belligerent snort, nose mercifully suspended mere centimeters from the floor. At least, it would be merciful, were it not for the fact that he hadn't landed on his face due only to the damning plastic cone around his neck. Mystery sighed in annoyance.

"My side hurts, I have a flimsy plastic cone digging into my shoulderblades, and I do believe any dignity I once had, as a creature filled with more power and wisdom than the three of you combined, has been irrevocably shattered. But otherwise, yes, Vivi, I'm 'fine'," Mystery grumbled, paddling his front legs in a feeble attempt to either find the ground or scratch the menace ruining his honor off of his neck once and for all. Neither happened, and instead all that was achieved was a renewed fit of giggles from his owner as she watched her hapless former pet flail about like a flipped turtle.

"Ok, I- al-alright, just... Just hold still, I'll help you," she managed, still giggling as she got closer. Mystery cocked an eyebrow at her, although he couldn't see her through the opaque material surrounding his head.

"I'm surprised you're not calling Lewis and Arthur in to laugh at my misery, while you're at it," he groused.

"Oh I don't need to, rest assured I've immortalized this moment for all of us - and probably the Internet - to enjoy," she replied, the smirk on her face crystal clear in the tone of her voice. Mystery let out an indignant growl, even as he felt Vivi's cool hands gently positioning themselves around his waist where it was safe to touch. Curse modern cellphone technology. He barely even heard the shutter go off in all the fuss, but he probably shouldn't have been surprised.

"Besides, Lewis's a sap who cries whenever he sees an animal in distress, and I don't think Arthur will appreciate me interrupting his work for this, even if it is objectively the funniest thing on the planet,” Vivi continued, starting to reorient him off of the table. Mystery internally flinched at the mention of Arthur. That wasn't really the reason he wouldn't appreciate it, and they both knew it.

The gang had been doing their best to pull themselves together since what has come to be dubbed, the 'Murder Mystery' incident (Vivi applauded herself for the clever name at the time she suggested it; the boys gave her looks of what she elected to interpret as tired approval). A week and a half had passed by this point and, really, the entire group was still in their own various shambles - Mystery with his severe injuries, the loss of Shiromori, coming off of a malicious possession, and drained magic; Arthur with his destroyed prosthetic and reopened traumas and recalled memories, on top of brand new ones; Lewis as... well, Lewis, except. Not as the rest of them remembered him.

Vivi arguably came out with the most gain from the situation- being able to tap into her ancestral powers, regaining her memories of Lewis, or at least enough to not have her episodes anymore at the mention of him, and while she had been injured as well, it seemed to be healing up nicely, faster than Mystery's own - but he knew she was still putting on a cheerful face to be the glue that kept the gang together. She had to.

Arthur couldn't look at Mystery anymore, and barely left his room, while Lewis alternated between seemingly clingy and aloof with Vivi - most likely a mix of guilt and yearning, although the dog couldn't tell you what went on in the ghost's mind at this point. And Mystery... well, Mystery wasn't even allowed to jump up on the couch for fear of exacerbating his injuries.

Really, everyone stuck together because... that's just how they handled such crises in the past, more than anything. They didn't know what else to do.

In the face of that, Vivi - their headstrong, kind leader Vivi - had stepped up and done her best to make sure to keep things running as smoothly as possible. Even now, as Vivi gently guided Mystery carefully into a more comfortable position on the floor, being vigilant of his injuries while lifting and adjusting him - Mystery knew she was being especially considerate of him, even with her teasing and laughing at him. She almost never handled him so gently, and normally would have called the boys in without a thought regardless.

"Mystery? You doing ok there buddy?"

Mystery was shaken from his reflections as he noticed the worried tone returning to her voice, and he turned his head all the way to look at her, ears pricked.

"Oh, yes- yes, sorry Vivi. I got lost in thought. I'm alright, I don't think anything got too hurt," he said, hoping he anticipated her worries correctly. She snorted, clearly relieved, and gave him a scritch behind the ears.

"I'd hope not. That'd be really embarrassing even by our standards. What were you even trying to do with all that furniture climbing anyways?"

Mystery frowned, eyes darting away in embarrassment.

"Ah, well... I thought, if the problem with jumping up onto the sofa by myself was because a big jump could reopen my stitches, I thought smaller jumps would be safe to do." He was cut off by a squeak of laughter, and frowned more.

"Admittedly not my best moment. But I thought the coffee table would be an adequate stepstool, and I really miss being able to lay on my spot on the sofa on my own," he confessed.

"Aww, Mystery," Vivi sighed, rubbing his back, heeding his side as she did so.

"I know this sorta ruins that need for independence, but would it help if I gave you a lift up this time for your troubles?"

Mystery debated, before giving a tired smile.

"I would like that a lot."

Vivi nodded, getting up with a grunt before cautiously guiding his front paws onto the sofa. Then, once he was in position, she tucked her hands under his back feet, giving him enough lift to scrabble somewhat clumsily up without pulling too much. His short tail began wagging as he felt the comfortable cushioning beneath his paws, and he turned to face Vivi, beaming.

"Thank you, Vivi."

Vivi grinned back, about to speak, but Mystery continued.

"Not just for this, but for everything you've been doing for us all this time. I appreciate it a lot, I know we all do." Vivi's grin melted into a more mushy expression, eyes watery.

"Awww, Mystery that's so sw-"

She was cut off once more as, in an attempt to lick her cheek in thanks, Mystery instead bonked her in the face with the cone. Vivi grunted in surprise as she pulled back, rubbing her nose where the edge collided into her.

“Man, I'm starting to see why you hate your cone so much!” Vivi laughed, ruffling Mystery’s fur on his head as much as she could. Mystery huffed in indignation, leaning into the touch nonetheless.

“I fail to see why I even have it in the first place.”

“Sorry, bud - vet's orders! Wouldn't want you chewing on your injuries while they heal,” she smirked, lightly tugging on his ears to stroke and massage them. Mystery made a disgruntled noise in his throat as he eased himself into laying down.

“I know, I know… But it's not forever. You'll get better, and the cone will come off, and things will go back to normal, you'll see,” she intoned, leaning back against the sofa while she continued to absentmindedly pet him. He could hear the edge in her voice, and knew she was saying it for herself just as much as for him.

Unable to sooth her as he normally would, as previously proven, Mystery settled for wagging his tail in agreement, letting it lightly beat against the back of her head as he rested his chin on his paws. A laugh bubbled out of her, and he smiled.

It would heal.

They all would.

[theramseyloft]

3/30/21 Loft Notes

Sprinks didn't lay last night.

Nobu, Komodore, and Nettle are 5 weeks old.

Alex is driving Dodger. Looks like they're getting ready to try again for reals this time.

So much peep drama this morning!

Dio, and Lucy are mad at all these peeps trying to get in my lap.

Patch is the most insistent about getting knee time.

If Rogue's attempts to get up here anyway are any indication, she will be very happy to have a lap she doesn't have to compete for.

Got some decent shots of Komodore.

Nobu and Nettle have been harder to get.

Nobu keeps getting run out of my lap by Dio, Lucy, or Patch.

And Nettle has places to be.

Angel has also been a bastard to the peeps because he wants to be tread on my knee or tread my hands and feet.

Currently, Lucy is on my left shoulder, gently preening my ear, Dio is loafed on my right thigh, Mj is on my left knee-  Leela just got chased off of my right leg, and now Hoss is on my foot.

Aaand Dio chased him off.

HOLY SHIT, FARTHING FINALLY TREAD LUXIE!!!

Dio is guarding my lap from Hoss.

Ginger tread Farthing, when he presented for Luxie and she didn't get on top.

Tandy chased Dio off my knee for her turn.

Now Nobu has snuggled in for theirs.

I'm in love with their little cheeks!

And now they're on my shoulder.

Angel got on my knee and demanded attention.

We have reached equilibrium.  I basically treat him like a side chick and don't let him tread me. About like the Cocks treat Farthing.

That seems to mitigate the stress of feeling ignored.

A shy little Chiffon has cuddled onto my left knee.

Dio finally getting that dedicated cuddle time.

Until Chiffon pulled her tail and refused to budge when Dio snapped at her.

Nettle is taking a nap in the corner by the mirror.

Lucy is loafed on my left thigh.

Chiffon wanted to preen my fingertips, but did NOT want me to pet her little cheek.

Angel may be the next Farthing.

He is now hopping up on my knee and waiting for me to pancake him.

Nettle is still napping.

Dio has loafed on my right thigh to nap.

Nobu has loafed on the shelf behind my head and keeps reaching to preen my ear.

Angel startled Dio off my lap wanting to be a pancake.

So she has gone to loaf next to Nettle.

Most of the flock is napping right now.

Came back out.

Now have a lap full of Nettle.

And Suki!

Angel tried to fight that Nettle and Nettle fought him back.

Nettle is now playing gently with my shirt.

And Angel is pacing, trying to work out the right angle of approach to throw them off what he considers his treading platform.

Farthing and Luxotica have taken up residence in the nest Ginger and Danica used to want.

Ginger is being a great dad.

He's been dutifully changing guard with Nica.

Nobu preened their way all the way up onto my head.

They seem to really like playing with my hair.

Amiga has not attempted to get into my lap yet.

Couture hasn't either, but they just seem to go from their nest to food and back.

There is a Rogue in my lap!

A knee was clear for a few seconds, and she hopped right up.

We are working on "You're allowed to be there." Right now.

She's keyed (by her bigger flock mates) to think anything moving in her direction is chasing her.

So I'm working on "I'm not after you", "you're ok" and "You're allowed to be there." when I have to move my hand in her direction. When she leans away, I pause and give her one of those reassurances, then praise her when she relaxes.(edited)

She is also learning that "Want up?" means I'll move my arm out of her way so she can climb more easily to my shoulder.

Most of them learn this sort of thing through osmosis, but especially little babies may not get the opportunity because of the bigger birds telling them no.

So I'm careful to be clearly protective of and gentle with them while they are little.

Nettle, for example, will defend their right to cuddle and don't really need extra reassurance.

What Nettle needs is to be allowed to play with a still hand to realize that they don't need to fight it.

Dio is very communicative with me.  Very skilled at getting across a message as nuanced as "Stroke my cheek, upper neck, and the back of my head gently with one finger."

She loafs on my wrist and reaches to grab the finger she wants when she wants to be petted.

Then she directs by nudging or tugging and relaxes when I have the pattern down.

I am allowed to experiment within those parameters, because she has come to trust that all it takes to stop me is reaching back to gently grab.

Not bite. Not preen.  Hold in her beak like a stick.

I ask "No?" And go back to what she did like.

If she grabs again, I'll ask "No? Are we done now?"

If we are, she usually stretches, gets down, and goes off to do something else.

If she wants to keep cuddling, but is done with pets, she will push my fingertip away with her beak and loaf back down.

So the younger babies are picking up that nuance by observation.

Yay!

Rogue just slapped Dio for trying to chase her off my knee!

Dio is a lot bigger, older, and more aggressive. But it just now clicked, having watched me shoo other adults and aggressive babies away from the ones that wanted to cuddle that she has the same right to cuddle with me that every one else has.

Nettle just worked out that "Want help up?" is also an offer to support bigger, heavy babies with my hand or arm while they climb.

And, after watching Dio ask for pets and specify what she wanted, both Nettle and Nobu asked for my fingertips to cup their little chests when they paused on their way to my shoulder to see my phone screen.

Wrfeqeqdxs

Dio says hi.

[starr-fall-knight-rise]

Humans are Space Orcs, “The Pack.”

Apparently, I have been informed that I have been doing too much angst lately, and the crowd demands that I give the crew a rest. Fluff has been requested and fluff is what I shall give you. This is based on an few ideas I have been given, so I hope this is what you were looking for. 

It was warm.

She lay half asleep in the darkness with the familiar sound of mechanical humming that dominated her life these days. Familiar and unchanging scents filled the air painting a unique landscape known only to her. 

Despite there being no sun, her body told her when it was time to wake up, and she lifted her head, stepping onto the cold metal floor and stretching dangerously, yawning wide. The air was thick with one of her favorite smells, locked up here for hours.

She padded over to the other bed gearing up with a spring to jump onto the bed.

The covers were squishy and awkward to walk across, but the made it up to the head of the bed, where the source of her favorite scent was still lying asleep on his back, one arm behind his head, the other resting on his chest.

She stuck her snout into his face and began licking his cheek.

His sturred groaning before cracking open his single eye.

She did her best to lick it.

He made a snorting sound pushing against her with his hands. He grumbled at her, “Mumble mumble, Waffles, mumble mumble good girl!” She continued to lick at his face running her pink tongue over any patch of exposed skin she could fine until her pack alpha was desperately trying to cover his face.

“Waffles! Mumble mumble lay down!”

She did flopping down beside him and resting her head on his stomach. He rubbed her ears, and she closed her eyes happily, his warm heavy hand resting on her head. The smell of him filled her nose making her tail beat softly against the blankets.

He stroked a hand down her back and she sighed deeply.

“Sleep.” He ordered 

She was pretty sure it was well past when they usually woke up, but he was the boss, so she closed her eyes, her head still resting on his stomach feeling the calming movement of his breath, and listening to the calm beating of his heart. Waffles knew what her job was, and as a German Shepherd, she lived to work.

Her job?

Keeping this human happy and calm..

It had been a while since she had actually had to work hard for it, but she wasn’t unhappy about that. In fact, she saw it as a testament to her good work that this human was mostly calm and happy.

She napped there on his chest for a little while before another, familiar scent reached her nose. She lifted her head and sniffed a little. The smell was, not like something she had experienced for most of her life. It was a smell familiar to the rumbly metal box they spent most of their time in. It was a smell she recognized from strange places that sometimes looked like home but sure didn’t smell like it.

This smell was…. Hard to describe.

It was metallic, just a bit, kind of floral, but not really, and often tinged with a hint of something….toxic, but not really. The smell made her think of the color yellow, while simultaneously thinking of the smell of blood. Her tail thudded against the bed as the door slowly slid open.

The source of the smell walked across the intervening space turning its head down to make eye contact with her.

Waffles liked this smell too.

It was a smell that commonly lingered on Adam these days.

She liked this strange creature for a multitude of reasons, she made Adam happy, she was willing to sneak food to waffles, and best part: waffles rolled onto her back paws up in the air as the alien used all four hands, two to give her a belly rub and the other two to rub hands through the scruff about her neck.

She grumbled happily.

Above her Adam had sat up and was looking at her, she could see it based on the whites of his eyes.

“Spoiled dog.” He grumbled, turning his head to look up at Sunny.

Waffles sneezed and rolled back onto her stomach looking up at the two of them. The scents on the air had changed a bit. ONe of them was familiar, a sort of smell than both humans and dogs get when humans pet dogs, or hold babies, but there were some other scents too.

Waffles rested her head on her paws.

She was pretty sure that Sunny wasn’t a human based on smell, so her human’s interest was rather strange, but then again, she had once known a chihuahua infatuated with a great dane, so she supposed it wasnt THAT weird.

She listened to them talk to each other, closing her eyes again and allowing their voices to lull her back into sleep. She liked listening to them talk, it was nice. She liked being close.

Adam eventually moved, forcing her off the bed and back onto the floor where she lay by the door.

She could hear the sound of running water in the other room, and the caustic tang of chemicals.

She wasn’t the biggest fan of them, they washed away his natural smell and covered it up with smells that were wrong, but she could forgive him for that, it was ok.

When he came back out smelling of chemicals and dressed in new clothes, she dropped into step at his heels as he walked out the door. Sunny was waiting for them and together they walked up the hallway. SHe lifted her head as they talked smelling the smells and listening to the distant clatter of engines and voices.

Adam did not go up today, so that must mean today was a relaxing day, not as much movement as usual. She liked days like that because they usually involved popcorn or pancakes. Speaking of pancakes, she could smell them now wafting up from two floors down.

She wagged her tail and moved on ahead of Adam turnin to look over her shoulder at him.

He showed his teeth at her, in a good way, “I think she can smell the pancakes.”

Her tail began to wag furiously.

“Maybe you should have named her pancake.”

“Maybe I should have.”

Waffles didn’t know what ninety percent of that meant, all she heard was pancakes, and that gave her even more o a reason to hurry into the box that took them down to the pancake room.

Smells wafted into her face as the door opened, and she hurried inside. There were so many good smells, so many familiar people and faces and voices her tail wagged happily from side to side and she pranced around Adam’s feet looking up at him with an expectant expression.

When he finally hurried up and got food, and they sat down, he was joined by a group of others.

She recognized the smells of the different humans.

Ramirez 

Dr. Katie.

Maverick.

She sat under the table and rested her head on Ramirez’s knee. He was a sucker, and she could usually get something out of him. He looked down at her, to where her head was resting on his knee, and he saw the muscles in his face move upwards. The eyes were very important in humans. She watched his brows move up, and he looked over to where Adam was sitting, “I’m assuming she’s not working?”

Adam shook his head, “No, go ahead.”

He reached his hands down and began rubbing the side of her face and ears. Her tail beat against Adam’s legs. Granted this wasn’t a pancake, but it was almost as good.

Ramirez glanced over at Adam and then quickly look down at her.

Ah, there it was.

She opened her mouth wide, catching the pancake in her mouth before retreating under the table to eat it.

Overhead she heard Adam talking, “I saw that.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You are such a sucker.”

Sigh, “I know.

Waffles would move back to Ramirez in a minute, but for now, she moved over to where Dr. Katie was sitting. Dr katie looked down at patted her head, “Good morning pretty girl.” Waffle’s tail thumped.

Maverick reached over to stroke her ears as well, “Best girl.”

She locked Maverick’s hand

Then she returned to Ramirez sitting on his feet and looking up at him with a pleading expression.

She was interrupted a moment later as another smell moved into the room. It was a sort of burning smell, almost like charred plastic with a hint of charcoal. She recognized that smell and poked her head out from under the table to watch the strange floating human move towards them.

Conn had scared her at first, but they understood each other quite well now.

Conn greeted her with images and feelings. Inside her head she remembered the scent of warm grass, and the sun on her back. She sighed softly at the memory and wagged her tail as he approached.

She crawled out from under the table and walked over to the strange human greeting him with a nose touch to his cold-hard skin. He reached down and patted her head with his overly long fingers, like being petted by a block of wood in the shape of a hand.

She received the image of Ramirez giving her another pancake if she tried again, and with pleasure she returned to him.

The strange floating human was never wrong about that sort of thing.

And accurately, not minutes later she was handed another one.

The new ship was full of smells, and she was happy to go around greeting them all day.

Everyone wanted to pet her, and she was happy to let them.

She went to see the marines first. They were rolling around on the ground trying to choak each other. The play fighting looked fun and she ran over to join in, barking and waiting her tail.

They broke apart making that revving noise humans tended to make when happy. She liked happy human noises and rolled onto her back so they could pet her.

Eventually she had at least six people petting her at once, and she was happy.

After saying hi to the marines, they went to go see the fluffy creatures that smelled like dear. To be honest, they sort of smelled like something she could eat, though she never would. She had smelled a Kangaroo once, and that seemed about accurate.

They looked a little bit like it too, though they never allowed her to get close enough to get a better look. She Could smell the fear on them which was a surprisingly similar smell to human fear. There were a few humans on the ship that were afraid of her too, or if not afraid nervous.

The new human, the one that smelled like chemicals and graphite, who spent a lot of time with Adam was one of those people. Waffles didn’t really like her much either if she was honest. She always smelled nervous and that made waffles nervous, Nervous and high strung people made her want to help them, but Simon didn’t like her getting too close,

It was sort of sad, she was pretty sure she could help.

After that, they went to go see the other things like Sunny. She liked being petted by them the most because each of them had four hands. She didn’t like when they fought each other though, because that didn’t look like play fighting. Adam had to put her away sometimes when he played with them because she didn’t like it when he got hit.

She could forgive the big creatures though, they were nice and gave her lots of belly rubs.

She wasn’t so sure about the new creature that spent time with Maverick. It smelled wrong, like a bug. And at home she at bugs out of the air like flies and wasps, but this bug was huge, taller than maverick, and it had wings like a butterfly. It was so different from the other creatures, that she had trouble smelling what it’s smells meant. She thought it was nervous around her, but not too nervous.

She had even allowed it to pet her once. It was strange, but she had decided it was no threat.

And then of course they went to the place that smelled very very heavily of chemicals. She had been in these places a lot. And they met one of her other favorite aliens. Adam had been very worried about her the first time she met this creature, though he shouldn’t have, he smelled like a flying cabbage, and waffles didn’t like cabbage.

The floating cabbage, Krill, floated over to them.

He looked down at her and she sniffed at him.

He was a vet, but mostly for humans, but also sometimes for her.

Waffles tentatively stepped forward and nosed the floating cabbage. Instead of backing away like he usually might, he pitted her with his thin stick arms.

“You better not be feeding her breakfast today after Ramirez slipped her pancakes. We want her to live as long as possible.”

“Yeah don’t worry, I am keeping track.”

“Good.” he patted her again and let them go.

They ran into another vet down a ways, though this one just liked to talk a lot. He had dark skin for a human and smelled pleasantly musky like damp forest bark. He reached down and rubbed her ears, “Always good to see a fellow therapy professional.” She wagged her tail.

She liked his voice, it was very deep and calming.

“Dr Adric.” Adam said.

He stood back up and the two humans looked at each other, “Haven't seen her wearing a vest in a few months now.”

Adam shrugged, “haven't needed her to work in a few months. I’ve been feeling really good, and if I have a bad day, she will be around.

Dr. Adric nodded and they were let go.

She was led back down the hall and into the popcorn room. She called it that because that's where the humans sat in the dark and watched the box with pictures on it. They liked to eat popcorn when they did that.

“What are you making us watch tonight?” Sunny said as Waffles sniffed under a pool table.

“That is for me to know and for you to find out.”

He sat down and waffles moved around the room sniffing at everything.

It was when she smelled the smell of something small and furry that she turned around glancing over to where the very strange creatures were waiting her. They were very small, smaller than her and very fluffy. They had very large eyes, and she hadn’t met them yet.

But she had smelled them.

She took a tentative step forward sniffing at them. They didn’t run away like she would expect of something that small, but eyed her. She took another step forward, her tail up and interested. They hopped forward close enough for her to smell. They smelled fluffy and sweet, but…. weird .

They moved closer, right at her feet now, and she stood surrounded by a small pack of the fluffies. They had tiny ears and little noses, kind of like puppies. She sniffed at the top of one’s head and licked it with her long pink tongue. Its hair rasped against her mouth.

I jumped back, but she followed it.

The others crowded at her feet.

She stood there confused for a moment and then lay down slowly with a grunt. Immediately one of them climbed onto her back like puppies or kittens might. She beat her tail against the ground, looking down at the one between her paws.

She licked it again, and when it didn’t move, she adjusted her paws and began to clean it, running her tongue up its brightly colored fur.

Two of them were on her back now, one of them resting against her side, and another one between her paws.

She was busy cleaning it when Adam walked over, a look on his face that he sometimes gave her, eyes wide and smiling. 

“What is going on here.”

“We have tamed your predator and are now integrating it into our clan.”

“I see…. She likes you.”

Her tial moved back and forth.

She liked the small fuzzies. Other humans began slowly to trickle in and Adam was busy with the other deciding what to see on the picture box. She was resting her chin against her paws face pressed up against one of the little fuzzy balls. The humans took their seats, and Ramirez vaulted over the couch to land on the floor where a stack of pillows had already been set up.

Adam turned around and frowned, “Marine what do you think you are doing in my spot.”

Ramirez nestled down further in the pillows, “What do you mean your spot, I don’t see your name on it.”

“I always sit there.”

“Well there is a first time for everything.”

He walked over and crossed his arms over his chest in a dominant pose to his inferior pack member, “You will move from my spot.”

“No, I don’t think I will.”

“I am not going to be ousted from my spot.” 

The marine just grinned, “Ok.”

“I swear marine I am not afraid to spoon you.”

The marine just grinned at him, “Would you like to be big spoon, or little spoon.”

“Bitch, I have a licence to cuddle and I’m not afraid to use it.”

“My evil plan comes together.”

Waffles watched from her distance. She wasn’t sure if this was dominance or just a social pack thing, but whatever threat Adam had made, he seemed more than willing to make good on.

“I hope you're comfortable, Ramirez.”

“Very comfortable, thank you for asking. You’re nice and warm.”

It wasn’t long after that Sunny showed up, stopping to stand over the two humans with her head cocked.

“Sorry Sunny, you cannot stop our love.” Ramirez announced 

She shook her head and stepped over them, “I wouldn't dream of it, just dont be startled when you learn about the marvin the martian tattoo on his left hip.”

Rmirez turned to look at Adam with a raised eyebrow.

Adam Pointed at him aggressively, “Do NOT read too much into that. Everyone has seen my tattoo. Do you want to see it, because I can show it to you!”

Ramirez laughed and then made a big show of resting his head back on Adam’s shoulder.

“Are you trying to get me to move by making this awkward, because you definitely can’t”

“Nope, just making myself comfortable.”

Waffles didn’t know what was happening, but got to her feet, two of the Celzex still on her back and made herself comfortable by lying down between the humans two pairs of legs. 

Adam and Ramirez both laughed.

More humans walked onto the ship.

The human named Jackie grinned, “Cuddle puddle?”

Ramirez motioned hre over, “Come join  us.”

“Sweet!” 

IT wasn’t long before waffles found herself lying amidst a pile of humans and at least two Drev on the floor.

Sunny had slid down on Adam’s other side, two of the Celzex were still on her back, and the other one had come to rest between her paws again. Jackie was to the other side of Ramirez Narobie was at their feet her head resting on Cannon’s chest, while McCaster was on his other side.

Maverick sat on the couch shaking her head at them, but with her teeth bared in a good way.

Simon sat awkwardly at the back of the room eyes wide.

A few of the new smelling humans walked in. A few of them just stared in shock and confusion. One of them in uncomfortable disgust, but one of the new humans shrugged and walked over.

“Is this like, just for old Harbinger crew members or is it open for anyone.”

The humans reached their hands up looking like a strange alien creature with many arms, “Come, Join us.”

The pile grew increasingly larger, until they lay as a carpet of humans, aliens and one dog.

Waffles thumped her tail against the ground. It was good to have the whole pack together.

It just felt right.

[winterrose527]

and ok hmm on her morning run Ella finds that a dog (ahem matchmaker greywind) has followed her home

omg of course this has to be the first one I wrote! also I am sorry because this turned out longer than expected?

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It had started as she’d taken the exit at the reservoir. That feeling of being followed. She had just kept running, because she had a far better chance of outrunning someone than she did fighting them off. She didn’t bother looking back, not wanting to risk stumbling, and she extended her legs further.

Usually she ran so that she didn’t have to feel guilty for eating ice cream every so often, or to clear her head, but her legs reminded her that they were good for this, too. Getting away.

It was foolish to run this early in the morning in the park. Even though there were all those op-eds about how it had been so gentrified with outdoor yoga classes and early morning kids play groups, she’d grown up knowing that you never went into the park at night. And a self-defense class she’d taken in college had told her that most assaults actually happened in the early morning.

So she was an idiot for doing it, but it had been such a beautiful morning and she’d woken with so much energy that she hadn’t been able to stop her feet from bringing her towards the green lushness. By nine o’clock it would have been too hot to run, so she’d set out at six.

She felt better as she exited the park. Shops were opening up, people were out walking their dogs. She could still feel it though, that sensation of being followed.

She turned her head quickly but didn’t see anyone so she kept running, turning right off of 5th avenue and heading east.

It was still there though. She reached into her armband and pulled out her keys, sticking them between her knuckles.

As the dark green awning of her apartment building came into view, Sid standing outside, she got the nerve and stopped running and turned around.

“Hey!” she shouted.

An old man across the street didn’t even look at her. It would take more than that to shock a long term New York City resident. Even if there was no one standing there for her to yell at.

Except, that wasn’t exactly true.

“Hey,” she said more softly, bending down.

A big grey dog, some sort of Husky mix maybe, approached her, his amber eyes looking into hers. She held her hand out and he sniffed it before his eyes closed and he rubbed his face against it.

“Hey,” she all but cooed now, crouching down and drawing him towards her, stroking his soft fur and ears, “Are you my stalker?” He made some sort of grunt in response and she felt around his neck for his tags. It was a grey tag darker than his fur and on one side it said Grey Wind. “Hello Grey Wind, I’m Myrcella.”

She turned the tag around and saw an address and a telephone number.

Grey Wind wasn’t wearing a leash and though he’d followed her long enough that she didn’t imagine he’d run away from her, she didn’t want to risk losing him either.

“Alright, come on you, let’s get inside and call your human,” she suggested.

As though that made very good sense he let her lead him by the collar towards her apartment building.

“They must be so worried about you,” she told him, unsure of why she was talking so much to this dog.

“New friend?” Sid greeted her.

“He followed me home,” she explained, “I’m just going to bring him upstairs while I call his owner.”

She had never looked into what her buildings rule was about pets, though she imagined that if there was a weight capacity Grey Wind far exceeded it.

“I saw nothing,” Sid smiled at her.

She smiled back, “Thanks Sid. Come on Grey Wind.”

Grey Wind looked at Sid who held open the door for him and then looked at her so she went inside and he followed. They went over to the elevator and she pressed the button for the eighth floor, grateful that no one else got in with them.

She led him to her apartment and brought him into the kitchen and filled a bowl of water and put it on the floor for him.

Once he’d had some to drink she looked at his tag again and dialed the number.

“Hello?” someone answered on the first ring.

“Hi, you don’t know me, but I’m Myrcella Baratheon and I think I have your dog?” she offered stupidly.

“Oh thank god,” the man said, “He just took off like nothing I’ve ever seen before, I’ve been all over the neighborhood. Is he alright?”

Myrcella glanced at Grey Wind who had rolled over onto his side and lifted his front paw to give her access to his belly.

“Um,” she couldn’t help but laugh, “Don’t be offended but he doesn’t seem as shaken up as you are.”

The man chuckled, “Of course not. I can come get him, where are you?”

In addition to being warned from going into the park at night, she’d also understood from a young age that you never gave your address to a stranger. There was something about Grey Wind’s amber eyes though and the concern in this guy’s voice that made it seem somehow less stupid.

“168 East 94th Street,” she said, “Just call this number when you get here and I’ll bring him down.”

“That’s funny,” he said, “I’m 168 West 94th Street.”

“Only in New York…,” she said that phrase that encompassed everything from a random party taking place at a taco truck or someone peeing right next to you as you ate outside at a five star restaurant.

“I’ll be right over,” he told her, “And I’m Robb Stark, by the way, and… thank you.”

“See you soon,” she said.

She hung up and poured herself a glass of water, sipping it as she sat on the floor with Grey Wind. He laid his head in her lap and let her scratch behind his ears.

“I should have kept you a little longer,” she told him and then thought about the panic in Robb’s voice, “But then your Daddy might have really lost it. What were you doing, running away from him?”

Grey Wind looked up at her, almost like he was trying to tell her something and though she didn’t know what it was, she scratched underneath his chin.

In what had to be record time, her phone buzzed.

“Hi, Robb, are you here? I’ll be right down,” she said.

“Um, actually, your doorman sent me up,” he told her, “But uh, I totally get it if that’s weird, I mean I’ve basically warned my sisters never to open their doors to a strange man and actually maybe your doorman shouldn’t be doing this job but uhmm… I am outside your apartment.”

There was no way that Sid had let him up, it had to have been one of the other guys. Sid didn’t even let her grandfather up without her express permission.

“Oh, that’s um.. okay I’ll be right there,” she said.

She hung up and got off of her floor and Grey Wind followed her. Stangely, even though he was Robb’s dog and therefore his loyalty would be to him, she felt better about opening the door with him at her side.

When she did, her first thought stupidly, was that she wished that she’d showered. Her second thought was that whichever doorman had let him up was getting a huge Christmas bonus.

She took advantage of his attention being on his dog and checked her appearance in the mirror above the little table in her foyer. She brushed a few strands of hair off of her forehead and was glad that she’d chosen her light blue exercise shorts and matching tank top for her run.

“What were you thinking, buddy?” Robb asked as Grey Wind threaded through his legs, his tail smacking against the doorframe he was so excited to see him. Robb finally looked at her and then something passed over his gorgeous blue eyes and he nodded down at Grey Wind, “Okay, I get it now.”

“Hi,” she greeted him.

“Hi,” he smiled at her. “I’m so sorry about all of this.”

“That’s alright,” she waved him off, “He’s a sweetie pie.”

“I’m glad he was a good boy,” Robb said and then held out his hand, “I’m Robb Stark, which you knew already.”

“Myrcella Baratheon,” she shook his large one, feeling her fingertips tingling.

He looked down at where their hands met and released hers, his fingers trailing over her palm as he did.

“Um, so, since you already gave him a run, I have a bit of time before work,” Robb joked and she smiled. His eyes wandered over her face and he gestured behind him, “Can I buy you a coffee… as a thank you?”

“Oh I’m sort of a mess,” she demurred.

His eyes looked over her, “This is you as a mess?”

She blushed, “Not a stage five or anything,” he smiled and she felt something in her stomach, “But I can make us coffee here… if you want to come in.”

“Yeah?” he asked hopefully.

She nodded, “You’re not like a murderer or anything are you?”

“I am not a murderer,” he agreed, “But I’m a little torn here.”

“Oh…” she nodded.

He shook his head, “No, no it’s just that one part of my brain is like this gorgeous girl just offered you coffee, you take it. If she offers you horse manure, you take it. And then the other part of me, the part that has two younger sisters is wanting me to tell you not to invite me in.”

She nodded, “It’s the second one,” his eyebrows raised, “The second voice in your head? He’s the one I’m inviting in.”

He grinned, “Well, both of them would be delighted.”

“Come on in,” she said, opening her door wider to accommodate his broad shoulders, “Grey Wind can lead the way.”

His dog did just that and she followed them into her kitchen, which gave her a great view of Robb’s butt in his shorts and his muscular back in his t-shirt.

“This is a great place,” he told her.

“Thank you,” she smiled, “I’ve lived in the city my whole life but I’ve been here about a year, have you been in the city long?”

“Just about six months,” he answered.

She went over to her counter and nodded, “That makes sense.” He looked at her questioningly and she explained, “You’re still nice.”

“What’s your excuse?” he asked.

She shrugged, “Haven’t figured it out yet.” Then she gestured to her counter, “So I can make us French Press or if you prefer a cappuccino or latte…”

“I’d like to say I’m easy, but I’d really love a cappuccino if it’s not too much trouble,” he admitted.

“It’s no trouble at all, please sit,” she suggested and went about making their coffees.

She made his cappuccino first and then made herself a vanilla latte and brought them over to the table and handed him his.

They heard sirens go by as they sipped their coffee, but it was New York City so neither them nor Grey Wind thought much of it.

She learned that he was from Vermont, the oldest of five. That his sister Sansa was working at a fancy boutique in Soho and that he worked as a VC, but focused on giving opportunities to entrepreneurs from more marginalized groups.

She told him that she’d been raised a couple blocks west and fifteen blocks south, that her bedroom growing up had a view of the Met and that when she was six she’d decided she was going to run away there and live in one of the historical rooms. She told him that she had two brothers but that neither of them lived in the city anymore and that she worked for a publishing house and had just taken on her own authors for the first time.

When he finished his cappuccino she offered him another which he accepted but didn’t drink.

“I try not to drink more than one cup in a morning,” he told her when he noticed her looking.

“Oh,” she said, “Then…”

“I wasn’t ready to go,” he admitted.

She felt a blush rise on her cheeks but found the gumption to ask, “Will you think I’m terribly forward if I told you that you don’t need to make up an excuse to be here?”

“No,” he said, “But it’ll make it a lot easier to ask you to have dinner with me tonight.”

“Robb,” she smiled, “You don’t need to make up an excuse to be here.”

“Myrcella,” he grinned, “Will you have dinner with me tonight?”

She was about to answer when both of their phones flashed. They both picked them up off the table and she saw that it was just a Neighborhood Watch notification.

Robb was reading his and she saw the color drain from his face, so she looked down.

Attack in Central Park at 6:45 AM, victim is female, age 26 and has been taken to the hospital to address her injuries.

“Were you…” he started.

“Yeah…” she agreed.

They both looked down at Grey Wind who was sprawled underneath the table, touching each of their feet.

“Maybe somewhere outside?” she asked, “That allows dogs.”

Robb nodded, “I know a place. We’ll come pick you up at 7.”

She smiled, trying to get her heart rate to return to normal, and said, “I have lived in this city my whole life. I don’t need an escort, I just won’t run in the park in the morning anymore.”

He looked at her like he wanted to say something, and then his blue eyes softened, “Just looking for an excuse to get more time with you.”

And just like that, her heart steadied.

“You don’t need an excuse.”