#that ends up being a dog treat. that a dog has already chewed on

[crehador]

the backgrounds from the new event make really banging phone wallpapers

[gatorbites-imagines]

Logan begging for it.... so sweetly we cant refuse..... when he knows reader needs his sleep..... taking it in his even when it stays soft...... cockwarming reader while we sleeps.....

Yes im writing whis as I fall asleep

Logan Howlett x male reader

headcanons

I was gonna write a longer thing, but a migraine decided to kick my ass all of a sudden, so here I am simply rambling about this.

Imagine having a normal but exhausting day job. You’re no hero, no vigilante, no nothing, you’re just a guy. And you somehow ended up charming the pants off of The Wolverine of all people. How? You have no idea

Dating Logan is a real treat, even with his roughness and sometimes standoffish personality. When you guys really get close, he starts to get more vulnerable.

Along with vulnerable emotionally, he also starts to get a much stronger libido, seeing as he has a partner now. Him having a healing factor doesn’t help you in this case, since it means he has very little recovery time.

Seeing Logan, one would think hed be the dominant one, something you assumed in the beginning too. That was until you guys got intimate the first time and he shoved you onto your back to ride you instead.

There were no complaints from you obviously, because who’d mind having someone like that riding you? Logan in his broad, hairy and so very heavy way, lifting himself up and down on you like it was barely a workout.

You have to remind him to be careful though, multiple times, seeing as his bones make him extra heavy, and your poor hips are that of the average person.

Having a partner with a libido like that though, also means Logan is always raring to go, almost waiting for you by the door when you get home from your shift, like an old gruff dog waiting for affection.

The first week or two of you coming home dead on your feet and passing out on the couch the moment you sat down passed… as well as they could for Logan. He wouldn’t force you to do anything you hadn’t agreed with, but God, is he starting to get antsy.

After way too long, in Logans opinion at least, he finally can’t take it anymore. Being the Loverboy he secretly is, he at least brings you to your shared bed before clambering on top of you again.

You’re just too exhausted to do much other than pet at his thighs, eyes already drooping, but his almost timid but so desperate begging keeps you awake longer than other days. When you sleepily agree, Logan kisses you so hungrily you almost lose your breath.

You stay somewhat awake in the beginning as he works your clothes off, being kind enough not to rip it even if logan really really wanted too. He knows its your work clothes, and you’ve scolded him enough times about ripping up your clothes at this point.

It was hard to even really stay awake as Logan worked you hard, just enough for him to slide down on you, his groans sounding like he was a starving man having his first bite of food in weeks. Had you not been struggling to keep your eyes open, you might have teased him.

When Logan leans forward and just rests his weight on you, that was the last straw. Who could stay awake with such a warm heavy weight pressing down on them, like your own personal weighted wolverine blanket.

Logan didn’t even really feel the need to ride you or get himself off, he just wanted to be close to you like this, to feel you inside him and press up against you. So having slowly doze off under him wasn’t a bother, especially as you mumble for him to just keep going.

Most of the night is majorly used by Logan to just tuck his face into your neck and huff your scent, or rub his own against you. You will wake up with beard burns, sorry but those at the rules. Theres probably some chew marks and hickeys mixed in there too, Logans possessive.

You do wake up with very sore hips the next morning. In the comics he’s 300 lbs, but that’s with his comic height, so if were going off of movie Logan he weighs even more. And no matter how much you work out, that’s gotta make you sore.

You don’t really mind though, especially as Logan makes sure you massage your hips in ways you didn’t even know were possible. This also just gives Logan an excuse to lick and gnaw at you more, and to rub more of his scent into you, and yours into him.

Yes, you limp that day, and probably the day after. Luckily you’re able to work from home. This of course also means you have Logan on your dick the entire time, even if its just your mutant lover crawling under the blanket to get his mouth on you.

[gallusrostromegalus]

hi i see that you have much smart dog experience. i may have accidentally purchased such a dog. she's only 10 weeks, and ive had her 1, and she's already outmatched every puzzle feeder i got or have made. to the point that she is morosely disappointed when her food comes in an actual food bowl. do you know where i can find like. "heres 100 enrichment toys you can make out of free trash so your dog stops eating fucking rocks for enrichment" lists. i only have so many paper towel tubes XD

Herschel now just disassembles puzzle feeders, so I've been focusing on "Toys that, even if he already knows how to operate them, will still take TIME for him to collect the treat from" to give him something to fuss with.

Herschel eats all his meals out of a Kong Wobbler, because he will otherwise eat so fast he will literally inhale and choke on his kibble and I do not need him developing pneumonia from aspiration. Even though it's a "Simple" toy it slows him down and he does have to think a bit to tip it in the most efficient manner possible. Kong's "Flipz", "Gyro" and "Rewards Wally" are also really good "dog needs to think/carefully manipulate the toy for food" toys that act as both mental stimulation and exercise and "give human a break for up to twelve minutes" toys.

I highly reccomend KONG as a brand- they're local to Denver and have an impeccable saftey record and all of the toys I have gotten from them have held up extremely well vs. the ravages of three entirely too smart and strong-jawed dogs at once.

Some more thoughts:

If she's not prone to shredding rubber, the kind of treat toys she has to chew are also good stimulation.

If you don't want to give her That Many treats, my vet said that dogs can have as many green beans as they want. Just make sure that the beans haven't had salt added to them- canned usually does, but frozen green beans usually don't, but always check the label.

You can make nearly any toy last longer, or make a cheap long-puzzle by freezing the treats so they take longer to eat AND provides hydration. Herschel's most favorite treat of all time is literally a wad of sliced green beans in a dixie cup, filled with water and frozen. Just peel off the cup and hand him the chunk of ice and he's good for up to half an hour and more chill afterwards.

You can also freeze lick mats

If your girl is like Charlie and doesn't like greenbeans, you can also try freezing paper cups of: Canned pumpkin, apple slices in water, putting some ice cubes in the bottom of the cup, a gob of peanut butter in the middle and then fill it with water to make a peanutbutter filled ice cube.

If your girl is REALLY like charlie who has figured out how to use labor negotiation and strike tactics for better treats: boiled chicken chunks frozen in some of the water you boiled them in.

Walkies are as much mental stimulation as they are physical exercise. Take her out and let her sniff to her heart's content.

Also Puppies in particular need like, SO MUCH exercise.

Let her participate in activities with you. Herschel and charlie sit in the kitchen and I narrate cooking dinner to them, which seems to interest them, even if I don't have spare veggie ends to give them. I also frequently bring them along in the car if I'm running errands when it's cold enough to do that, so they have something new to look at, and get to participate. I also am more likely to stop at a new park and give myself some exercise and mental stimulation.

Training her to do tasks is GREAT Smart Dog enrichment- esp if she's a herding or heeler, they LOVE being helpful. I taught the dogs they get a small treat if they come in from the yard without me having to go chase them down, which saved me a lot of hassle, and now I'm working on teaching herschel to pick things up off the floor for me if I drop them and alert for chickpeas, which my housemate is allergic to.

A lot of dogs like cat-type toys. Tie a stick or some fleece to some paracord and drag or flycast it around for her to chase/play tug with when she catches it. Toys that bounce unexpectedly were also a huge hit. or just wave the string around the cat and the corgi both like that.

If you live in farm country or know other people with pets, you can grab something with the scent of another animal on it and bring it home for her to smell. Charlie and Herschel spent the better part of three days investigating the wad of horse undercoat I brought home and put in the spare wobbler for them to smell.

[yanderexchubbyreader]

yan!boss x chubby!secretary!reader

warnings: i don’t know what warnings to put lmao, creepy behaviours, reference to stalking at the end, he spoils you, digs through your trash and then jacks off to your photo, obsessive behaviours, no harm to reader but yan!boss has a shrine

~~~

- Imagine randomly getting a job offer as a secretary in a local business office in your town

- The email made the job sound amazing. Benefits, paid vacation days, and the lovey double digit an hour pay rate was just the cake on top

- You hoped that your first day would be easy, but upon meeting your boss, you realized that you didn’t just get hired by luck

- Yan!Boss is a little obsessive over you, and that’s a fact that you easily found out in 20 minutes

- He never left your side, usually invading your bubble and asking questions about your personal life, even some things that you felt a little embarrassed to talk about

- Any business trips, meetings or luncheons, Yan!Boss always has you in tow, treating you more like his wife rather than his employee

- Hell, he even pays for your nail and hair appointments, or practically forces you to take his credit card to spoil yourself silly, as long as you pick up something nice to wear in the office

- AKA something that shows off more of your chest and neck, and preferrably something a little short on the legs, as well

- He quickly rescinded that desire, firing 7 of his employees without hesitation for ogling your body when you came in a low cut dress that landed at your mid thigh

- You’d end up wearing his suit jacket to cover yourself, but maybe that was his plan all along

- Yan!Boss has no secrets about being obsessed with you, everyone in the office sees how he follows you like a puppy dog when you step away from your desk

- But they don’t understand just how deep that obsession goes, hell, you don’t even know what goes on in his office

- Until you stepped into the space one day, trying to deliver a file to your employer, when you stumbled upon something that just turned your stomach

- Yan!Boss has a little corner of his office just for stuff that reminds him of you

- You would have thought it was cute, if it wasn’t for the fact you saw the lipstick that you had been missing for weeks

- Along with a napkin that had said lipstick blotted on it

- And what you recognized was a collection of trash that he had collected from your bin, mainly straws and chewing gum wrappers that you disposed your old gum into

- And the worst part?

- Yan!Boss was indecent, his hand wrapped around his cock as he stared at a picture of you that he had printed and framed

- As quietly as you could, you just stepped back, closing the office door and rushing to your desk to gather your things

- He came out a few moments later, looking as normal as he did on a daily basis, immediately coming to your side as he noticed you packing up

- Feigning sick, you rushed away, denying his offer to take you home while trying to keep your voice from wavering

- You put in your two weeks as soon as you got home, already having decided you weren’t returning to the office so you didn’t have to look at your boss anymore

- Well… Sucks for you that he knows your address, huh?

[little-cereal-draws]

Button House Dog Rescue au

Alison and Mike get the house and the land like in the show but instead of an event hall, they get involved with the local shelter and turn it into a dog rescue. All the ghosts are dogs that they foster/unofficially adopt

Robin (wolfhound): He's been there the longest. He was given up as a puppy for reasons unknown; his owner didn't specify. He was the first dog that they rescued and even tho they tried their best, they still messed up a lot. He doesn't hold it against them tho, he loves them. He's made a lot of friends over the years but they've all been adopted out; no one wants him because of his size so he's been unofficially adopted by the Coopers and he's 100% fine with that. When he sits by the fire and they scratch his belly or behind his ears, he doesn't need another family

Humprey (golden retriever): He used to belong to a rich family but got out one day and was hit by a car. The accident left him unable to move anything but his head and even tho the family was distraught, they opted to put him down. Alison came in at the very last second insisting that she could help him and she did. It's took many years of physical therapy, learning to use mobility aids, and different meds but he can get around relatively easily now. He still opts to sleep in the sun most of the day tho and only occasionally romps around the garden w his friends. He's Mike's favorite bc Mike likes to squish his face. Mike's his favorite because he gives him way too many treats

Mary (dalmatian): She lived with a family but the house caught fire one night. She was able to escape (as were the ppl, dw) but ran the wrong way and got terribly lost in the dark. She had no tag or identification so she was taken to the shelter. She's got terrible anxiety and was constantly trembling when they first got her so Alison bought her one of those compress vests that acts like a weighted blanket. It was hard to get it on her the first time because she would shy away from any move they made but now she insists to have it on 24/7. Since getting to Button House, she's gone from skittish and hiding from everything to fairly confident. Alison believes it's from socializing with the new friends she's made

Kitty (pomeranian): She was given as a birthday present to a rich girl when she was a puppy. The girl wasn't very nice to her however and used her more as a doll she could jerk around than a living being. She would yell at her a lot too for natural puppy behavior (ex: not coming already housebroken, chewing things, making messes, etc) After a year or so, one of the neighbors finally had enough and was able to take her away. Unfortunately, they were unable to foster her so she ended up at Button House. She's still incredibly sweet, outgoing and loves to run and play with the big dogs. Even tho she can't keep up at the start, she always ends up running circles around them thanks to her unlimited energy when they tire out. When she's not doing that, she's "helping" Alison and tripping her up while she tries to work

Thomas (shetland sheepdog): He also belonged to a well-off family that he loved very dearly but got lost. He's convinced they're going to find him one day even tho it's been years at this point. The other dogs feel bad that he still believes this but they don't tell him. When he got to Button House, he latched onto Alison as his new family --or his temporary family since he's only going to be here a short while-- and follows her everywhere now. Definitely has separation anxiety due to his getting separated from his first family and freaks out whenever he can't see her. He'll cry when she shuts the door to the bathroom or her bedroom. He tries every night to sleep in her bed but the Coopers have a strict rule about no dogs in the bedroom so he never succeeds. Instead he lays right outside the door in the hallway and cries himself to sleep each night. It used to hurt Alison's heart but she's used to it now; she can't let him in bc once she does, everybody will want to come in

Fanny (chihuahua): She's white, pretty fluffy, and has magnificent floofs on her ears. She was given up by her family for being "too aggressive." They had several small kids and didn't do their research before getting her. The Coopers were a bit nervous at first but quickly learned she was all bark and no bite. Now she's Alison's lap dog and even tho she's perfectly capable of walking, she likes to be carried places. She's too old to want to play with the other dogs so instead she sits in Alison's lap and watches. She'll bark her head off at them but never goes to join the game. Alison thinks it's quite funny that when it's one on one, she can cow all the big dogs, including Robin, into doing what she wants

The Captain (german shepherd): He's a retired military dog that was unable to find a home because he didn't adjust to civilian life very well. He was never actually in a war tho, he stayed domestic and helped more with bomb sniffing. He was retired bc he was getting old and had a lot of health complications in his hips/joints. He's enjoying it much more at Button House with the other dogs than the few families he went to before and is slowly learning how to relax/be a dog. But because of his health problems, he can't play for very long before he has to lay down (this makes Kitty very sad). Mike's scared of him; he was nervous at the start because he assumed as an army dog he would be aggressive, but his fear got cemented one time they were out on a walk and there was a squirrel. The Captain lunged for it and pulled Mike face first into the mud. Mike swears he almost dislocated his shoulder but Alison isn't sure

Pat (corgi): He was given up by a suburban family who underestimated how much space and exercise he would need. Their yard wasn't big enough and he was either laying around the house all day depressed or ripping up the furniture to entertain himself. It was a very tearful goodbye when they dropped him off but the Coopers assured them he would be in good hands. He was very upset when they didn't come back after a few days but he's gotten used to it now. He loves running around in the big field and all the new friends he's made. He's Alison's favorite because he actually listens to her. She was surprised by how many words he knew and now puts his herding skills to use almost every day. "Pat, can you get everyone in the car?" "Pat, can you get everyone to the bath?" "Pat, can you get everyone for dinner?" He's very good at it and make's sure no one's left behind (even Mike)

Julian (weimaraner): He was adopted by a politician as a publicity stunt when he was a puppy. As he grew up, he was absolutely spoiled and occasionally got to go to events/parties. His owner liked to take pictures of him and post them on social media to get voters' attention so quite a large number of people knew who he was. As he got older tho, the posts stopped getting as many likes and a new puppy was adopted. Before he knew what was happening, he was left at Button House. There was quite an adjustment period as he got used to not fancy food, having to share, and all that but he's loving it now. He's Alison's least favorite because he's so crafty and always up to trouble. When he teams up with Robin, the two of them can easily break into the pantry and eat as much ppl food as they like. Alison's started locking it but somehow they're still getting in. It remains the most infuriating mystery of Alison's life

The plague ghosts: they are quite a few different breeds that were rescued from a very unethical puppy mill. They’re at Button House because it was the only place big enough to house them all. They’ve all got mange tho and are quarantined to a separate part of the house. Even tho they are loving their new life much more than how they were living before, they still dream of the day they’ll be able to go out and play w all the other dogs

Pt 2 Pt 3

[pure-oddity]

Gifts and Well Wishes

Content: very fluffy!! brief hint at nsfw, so MDNI(this is an 18+ blog anyway yall shouldn't be here regardless), Simon's Pov

He feels a weight settle on his chest and awareness hits him quickly. He keeps his breathing level while he listens to the weight mutter under her breath , something about him being built like a slab of concrete. He slits his eyes open to see her sat on his chest, a brownie in hand - little waxy candle in the middle.

Almost laughs as he watches her struggle to light the damn thing. Snorts when she swears at it. Her eyes flick up and she grins at him, "don't fuckin laugh at me! This thing won't light!"

Watches like a lazy cat as she flicks the lighter on over and over, moves a hand to take over when she finally gets it. She's humming a tune at him as he caresses the soft skin of her leg. He realizes it's happy birthday.

"Okay big guy, blow this thing out and make a wish - preferably before I drop it and burn down our home." And the candle lit brownie is lowered towards his face.

He pinches his tongue between his thumb and pointer finger, and snuffs the light out between spit slick fingers.

"You-! Ah whatever, I'm sure whoevers in charge of granting birthday wishes won't mind that you didn't blow it out." She waves a hand passively and removes the still smoking candle.

"Thought we celebrated already?" He watches as she places it in her cup of water on her side of the bed. Makes a mental note to replace it for her.

"Nope! Yoooouu said you didn't want a party or a surprise, so we didn't have one." She reminded.

"Hung out with the boys at the pub." He countered.

"That was just something fun to do, not a party. If it were a party we would have had cake and they woulda brought you gifts - maybe asked the staff to sing!" She insisted, tone musing as if she could picture it.

"Thank fuck that wasn't a party then." He snorts. He can imagine it too. The idea ends with himself getting up and walking out mid song.

"And because it's just me and I got you a brownie instead of cake - it's still not a party" she's clearly anticipated his responses. If it were anyone else he'd be more agitated at feeling predictable.

Her leg shits, subtlety for her, not so much for him. He sees a shape now partially hidden behind the same leg.

"Love." Making his dissaproval known with a single word is a skill he's honed.

"Shhhhhhh! Just eat your brownie, I made it myself!" She's undeterred by his dissaproval.

"Told you I didn't need anything" he grumbles, in hindsight he should have seen this coming.

"Less talking more eating!" She shoves the treat closer and with a deep exhale he sits up, one hand on the brownie the other to help stabilize her as she's sent off his chest into his lap.

It's a good mix of bitter and sweet, slightly more bitter. Still warm and gooey in the way he likes. Made with his preferences in mind he chews with an appreciative hum, places a peck on her forhead - "get chocolate on my face and ill bite your boob!"

His chest shakes in mirth as he spares a glance to make sure he hadn't gotten chocolate on her - knows she'll follow through on her threat, he's got the marks to prove it.

He eyes the shape - present- warily, as though it might bite them.

"Oh stop! You're gonna love it, just two things and they're small." She sounds hopeful, and excited. He supposes even if it were dog shit in a box he'd atleast TRY to sound happy, or at the very least sound not as angry as he could be to recieve dog shit.

He swallows the last bite of brownie, she plucks a crumb from his face and licks it off her finger. He contemplates asking for another kind of present for his birthday.

She seems to know where his mind has wandered and gives him an impish grin and a swat to his chest

"Down boy! We'll get to that later- open this first!"

She leans in his lap towards the gift and plucks it up with egar hands, practically shoving it into his own. Her fingers slide against his own rough and calloused palms and he shudders out a sigh. Her hands so much smaller but no less sure of what they're doing.

He takes a pause to settle his nerves, and pulls on the string holding the wrapping together. He's careful as he plucks open the paper, going slower at her insistence that 'you don't need to save the paper, just rip it!'.

Paper and ribbon no longer keeping the box closed he pops the lid open. Inside he finds what he recognizes as a sheathed knife, and a - bracelet?

He moves to pick it up but he's guided towards the knife."That one needs an explanation, focus on the knife first" she speaks softly, a hint of nerves.

Ever the dutiful soldier he follows her command. Grabbing the blade and carefully removing it from its case. It's got a good weight, balanced. It glistens in the lamplight. He recognizes the brand immediately

"how'd you get your hands on this? They only deal with custom shit - and only if you can prove you're armed services. Which you, love - unless you have something to tell me - are not" he says it like it's a joke. He hopes his eyes convey how deathly serious he is.

The idea of it - her in the field hurt or worse, lost and -

"I'm not in the military no. Buuutt your captain is!"

Ah, that. That makes more sense. But-

"He gave me his number the night you introduced us, in case I ever needed him or you"

Ah, so the old mans sticking his nose where it doesn't belong. He gives her an unimpressed look before sighing "alright fine. 'S a good gift. Thank you love, I'll keep it close."

"You're welcome! Now the other one."

She reaches for it before he's even set the blade on the bedside table. It is indeed a bracelet, it's something woven. Three strands, black, gold and blue.

She prods at his hands and taps each wrist, he gives her his preferred hand as she ties it on.

"So it's. It's uh. Hm. So okay, I was thinking about jewelry recently and I ended up remembering a conversation with my nana - you haven't met- but it was something like uh. " He watches her flounder, and if he wasn't already giving her his undivided attention his is now.

"Jewelry can be kind of a shield between the wearer and bad things. That if a piece of your jewelry breaks it means that it stopped something bad from happening to you. Like it sucked up all the bad and broke itself so you wouldn't break."

She's finished tying it, and now runs her hand along the lines in his palm. There's a sadness in her eyes now. He despises it, especially because this is likely something he can't just kill.

"And we'll. I cant...I can't protect you when you leave. I'm, I'd be no good at what you do. And sometimes that really bothers me. But I can do this. I can make this so that - so that even if I can't protect you, this can."

She rolls her eyes, and he sees that they're shiny now.

"And yes, I KNOW this little thing can't stop a bullet or whatever and it's not exactly jewelry like my nana was saying but. You know, I feel like it counts. And I made it. I...I kinda wished on it? Sorta. I just - thought every good thought I could and poured all my hopes that you come home safe and that you know I lo- well you know. " she flaps her hands dismissively and his free hand cups her warm cheek. She leans into it instinctively but her eyes brighten a smidge.

"And I know its silly but...can't hurt? And, and! It has your two favorite colors , black and blue"

"And the gold?" He encourages. Has a feeling his assumption is correct.

She meets his eyes, she knows he knows the answer - he just wants to hear it from her.

"....it's me. You say I light up your life and well , golds like sunlight so...... it was either that or piss yellow."

He barks out a laugh "gold. Gold's fine..." a comment rests on his tongue. The one where he tells her that he isn't superstitious and that he doesn't believe in things like luck. But he remembers that neither does she and instead trails off.

She can't control what happens out there or what he does. She understands it, she struggles with it. It's the fear, loving a man made for war is hard. She won't leave him, won't let herself be chased off. Willingly haunted by a man mostly dead. But he knows she's scared.

So if wearing her little trinket will sooth her soul, even a little, even if it doesn't make logical sense. He'll wear it.

"Thank you love. I'll keep it with me yeah? I'll be bullet proof."

"Okay - now you're making fun of me!...you don't HAVE to-"

"Might have to ask you to make some for the boys..specially Johnny. Fucker keeps adding holes faster than the medics can patch em up."

She pauses and a teeny grin lights up her face. That's better he thinks.

"Yeah! I have some yarn left over fro-"

"Fuck no. These are my colors, give him piss yellow."

She laughs loud, he'd worry about bothering his neighbors if he gave a fuck. But the woman in his lap makes it hard to be worried about much else besides keeping her laughing.

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"New gear Lt.?"

He flicks his gaze towards Johnny at the question, and he almost tells him no - he doesn't have any new gear. Until he remembers.

He took it out subconsciously, her knife. Just to keep his hands idle on the flight over to the middle of danger again. He also spies the tricolor cord peeking out from under his sleeve, knows the Scotsman has seen both.

"Something like that yea."

"Hmmmm wager a guess its from the missus?"

He stares at Johnny and the man snorts.

"Sorry yea, shouldn't have asked when I know the answer - ain't that right cap?"

Ghost eyes the captain next to him, catching his whiskerd grin tells him all he needs to know. Meddling old man.

"Never took you for a jewelery kinda guy Lt. ,not gonna lie" it's Gaz this time, he looks at the braclet with warmth in his eyes - a pinch of longing. A good lad Gaz, if he doesn't already have someone to come home to - he'll find them easy enough.

"Man of mutitudes Sgt. What can i say?"

The knife is returned to its proper place and his sleeve is adjusted to hide the woven band from any more eyes as the helicopter makes its descent.

And when there's a moment of peace after the fighting, he checks to make sure both are still there - keeping him safe.

[ellemfaoh]

do you have hcs for qiu/tamarack (step 2 or 3) with an anxious, clingy mc 🥺

A/N: omgomgomg OL2 ask yay!!! I’ll give you a little treat for the long wait and include both of them :3 I decided to go with step 3 because I like the idea of them being able to handle it a bit more maturely. Also since it wasn’t specifically mentioned otherwise, assume there’s an established relationship between you both. Little side note, I’m a total sap for long-haired Tama + Qiu so that’s what you get >:)

Qiu "Autumn" Lin ~

Honestly? I imagine Qiu as a bit of a golden retriever in step 3, considering they finally feel comfortable with themselves.

Back in the step 2 era you never really had to think about Qiu leaving you behind since it was made obviously clear that if you weren’t in then you were out.

Now though?

It’s no surprise that Qiu is popular. They’ve been popular forever. Now they’ve opened up again and are the ‘magnanimous top dog’ of Golden Grove.

It’s a little harder to remain cool when you’re interrupted in almost every moment you two spend together. 

It feels like everyone HAS to get their daily dose of interacting with him.

The already steaming pot of emotions bubbled over when you were late to lunch one day and found a girl way too close to Qiu..

How are you supposed to react? Your anxiety about being an inadequate partner was telling you to run off and find solace in loneliness or Tamarack, but your clinginess was screaming about everything.

You ended up just standing there until Qiu noticed, saying goodbye before jogging over to where you were standing.

You were considerably more clingy than you had been from that point on.

You’d text him at least once at any moment, checking your phone constantly and anxiously. You’d volunteer to go everywhere and anywhere with Qiu, not letting them get a word in before you joined. 

Who doesn’t follow their partner on social media? Who doesn’t obsessively check their page to see if there’s anything – anyone – new there?

Don’t forget all the talk about being together forever. You debated proposing at graduation, but they chuckled and said that would be too much to celebrate in one day.

It’s meant well at first. They barely notice the change in your relationship. Qiu just figured that you were extra in love.

You, on the other hand, were just anxious and worried and always thinking that you had to prove to Qiu that you were good enough, even if they always greeted and parted with a sweet kiss.

It all comes to a head when they left to go ‘hang out with a friend in town’ and you nearly burst into jealous tears. 

You called him not even thirty minutes later to ‘chat.’ Qiu was a little confused and hung up rather quickly after saying they’d be back later that night.

When he finally showed up you practically threw their jacket off and checked for any signs that someone else had done something to him. Your anxiety about being cheated on had been chewing away at you all evening.

Qiu actually pushed you away and asked what was wrong and why you had been acting so weird, and that’s when the dam broke and you started crying. You pathetically all your swirling, anxious thoughts.

When your tears finally stopped coming you looked at them expecting anger or annoyance, but all you were met with was gentleness as they pulled you into their arms and started whispering to you about how much they loved you and how you were all he ever needed to feel loved.

From that point on, they always paid a little extra attention to the little details in your body language and mood.

They also never failed to (gently) let you know when you started to go a bit overboard with your fears, always being sure to reassure and remind you that you can always let them know how you feel.

Qiu is ALWAYS touching you in some way whenever he’s with you too. Your bringing up your anxieties highlighted his own about feeling like he wasn’t doing enough for you.

Hand holding, soothing and well-timed kisses, an arm around your shoulder, clothing swaps, the list goes on.

If you aren’t really a fan of PDA, believe that they’re always standing more than a little close when they notice your mood shift. They’ll also give you a quick peck when no one’s looking, or even lace your pinkies together.

Cuddles are the time when he really lays it on thick, hands caressing your back and lips brushing against you, gentle words of comfort falling from his lips.

There are times when Qiu has to be firm with boundaries or remind you that it’s good for you to do things on your own.

It’s a bit of a hurdle, but eventually, you start to unwind from the clingy and anxious habits.

<3

Tamarack Baumann ~

Tamarack hasn’t ever really been as outgoing as Qiu until maybe step 3, and even that is a stretch. Tbh I see her as someone who’s accepted friends into her circle as they come, rather than go looking for them.

Also, with the kind of person she is, I imagine you’re clingy because of your anxiety.

With Tamarack I feel like you’d be a little more direct and less secretive/guilty about it.

She’s always given off the aura of understanding, a friend first and foremost above all else.

You’d be anxious over her finding someone better of course, especially if you two didn’t partake in the same hobbies. What if she meets someone who aligns with her more than you ever will, despite your years of history?

Tamarack is strangely perceptive though. An attribute of living with her strangely vague and indirect grandparents?

Whatever it is, your anxieties never really go unnoticed despite your efforts.

“Hey (Y/N), what’s on your mind?”

There are some things that go unnoticed until it comes to a head of course – especially your clinginess. Tamarack’s been known you for years, at some point your habits would become a lot less noticeable.

You’d ask her a lot about her day. What did she do? Who did you hang out with? Where were you?

It was never meant to be suffocating at all, and for a while it hadn’t been.

Tamarack herself hadn’t picked up on the way your behaviors were affecting her until her omi made a small comment on how funny it was that recently she’d started talking about everything she’d done that day at the table again. She hadn’t done that since the beginning of middle school.

For a while, it kept Tamarack thinking. What made her start all that again? Why did she feel a little guilty if she didn’t tell you something? More and more thoughts ran through her head until she realized your behavior was the cause.

She wasn’t mad about it at all though. Maybe a little bit annoyed that she hadn’t caught on sooner, but it was more sympathetic emotions than any other kind.

On one of your pre-planned hangout days, she figures it’s time to address everything going on, even if it isn’t easy.

She sits you both down with some tea and snacks outside like usual when she brings it up. When she did, she noticed that even you were shocked.

It took some time working past the initial wall of denial and anxiety, however, you both reached a comfortable point in your conversation where Tamarack suggested things that she hopes will help you rely on her a little less. You also become able to communicate with her much healthier than you had been.

She’s always here for you, just remember that other people are too and that there are plenty of activities to do together and separately.

With time she notices you’re a lot less codependent, and she makes sure to tell you how proud she is of you for it.

My personal HC is that Tamarack is a little awkward with PDA and affection in general, so that’s why there’s a lot less of that in here. It’s also another reason I could imagine you being so clingy and anxious about your relationship.

Despite her difficulty with affection, she remembers some of your own soul-searching you did before confessing that you wish she was a little more affectionate.

With time, you both reach a much better point of both communication and satisfaction in the relationship. You’ve been doing a little more things on your own or with others which helps quiet your still-standing thoughts, and Tamarack has slowly nudged her way into a level of affection that felt just right with plenty of room for improvement.

Relationships are always in a growing stage, just like people are too. If either of you starts slipping up, it’s reassuring to know that while you won’t be coddled and held the entire way, there’s a hand willing to help you up and brush off the dust from the fall.

<3

Post Writing Note: Apologies if this isn't quite what y'all want or if they feel OOC, they feel OOC for me too *sobs* I'm sort of rusty with HCs, and also I don't know much about Qiu and Tama step 3...Regardless, thanks for reading, and don't feel too shy to send in an ask!

[orchideon]

How about a runt werewolf S/O with Vera and Damien, they'd be smaller and weaker than a usual werewolf but that also means they get hurt a lot trying to prove themselves to their strong, badass lover ( Thanks for your ask on my blog btw ;3)

A/n: hi! Thank you so much for requesting! And thank you so much for the imagine on your blog! It was super cute, I loved it qwq! I wasn’t sure if you wanted Vera, Damien, and the reader in a poly relationship, or if you wanted them separate. I did them separate, but let me know if you wanted this to be poly! Thank you so much for the request!

(This is a post where half of it was written a bit ago, and the other half just completed today, so if the writing seems a bit wonky that may be why! Either way, I hope you enjoy!) ❀❀❀❀

Damien and Vera with a runt werewolf S/o:

Damien:

-Thinks you’re adorable.

-Already thinks you’re pretty badass- but doesn’t try to stop you from showing off.

-Actually, he probably joins in!

-Fistfighting someone to assert dominance? Bam, you don’t have to worry about being outnumbered because your spicy red baby’s got your back!

-if you call him that- your spicy red baby, he kinda just smirks a bit. “Uh-huh, alright. Sure.” 

-HE TOTALLY PICKS YOU UP LIKE YOU’RE A CAT HSKSNSKN- YOU KNOW THE LONG CAT MEME?? YEAH HE PICKS YOU UP LIKE THAT-

-May playfully tease you a bit about your height and you being a runt, but the sECOND someone says something remotely bad about it he’s like ‘haha no’

-You know that picture of the large dogs in ikea bags that have holes cut out for their legs so they can be taken on transit? Yeah he tried to do that once.

-Claw and fur care nights? Claw and fur care nights. 

-I can imagine him walking over to your place, stepping through the door, looking at you and just going dead silent. Pulling out the hairbrush slowly.

-…This ends with you sitting in his lap as he tends to your fur and gives you many, *many* tips on how to maintain it. 

-Depending how you two’s dynamic is, I can see these self care nights either being a sort of “secret” between you two (which, it’s spooky high. I figure things ain’t gonna be secret for long.), it being treated like an inside joke (aka you teasing him and Damien vehemently denying it), or no one really believes it outside of Damien’s friend group.

-You do… a lot of things to prove yourself.

-Climbing tall things, fighting, talking back to that one teacher… 

-It’s fun to watch, but Damien gets worried about you.

-100% stays with you on full moons. 

-He *is* going to try to pet you when you’re fully Wolf. Do not try to stop him. It’s pointless. He is determined to pet you at least once.

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Vera:

-Thinks it’s cute how defensive you get over your height when she teases you.

-She May tease you, yes, but it never goes beyond teasing, despite how her word choice and tone may come off. Though, before dating, you figured out that that’s… sort of just how she speaks.

-She’s got the opposite of fur, so she doesn’t know much about fur care, but you know who does? Valerie. So she ends up asking her sister about fur care. If mentioned in public, her cheeks will go slightly pink, and she’ll say something about how being presentable is important. (Don’t be fooled- she actually cares a whole lot about you, and wants to make sure you’re taken care of. …Also, she’s heard Valerie cussing up a storm in the washroom before over her fur, so…)

-probably has gifted you high end fur-care stuff.

-Will scratch behind your ears without fear. To others it may look slightly menacing when you’re in wolf form, but you’re feeling allllllll the affection and love. 

-A little scritch behind the ears when you’re in wolf form is one of the only ways Vera will show affection in public, since I admittedly hc her not to be super into PDA

-The way that you perk up and your tail wags when you see her always makes her smile a little. Honestly, she won’t say it out loud due to her pride, but it makes her happy.

-Carries around something you can chew on in case you need it. She’s a gorgon, and she’s got snakes, she understands the need to bite things, and she won’t judge you in the slightest.

-if you’re shorter than her? Oh she definitely picks you up occasionally.

-pets, head scritches, and belly rubs when you’re in wolf form and you’re both in private? Yes.

-In private together, she finds herself combing her fingers through your hair. She enjoys the feeling. It’s very soft. A feeling that’s different from the scales and snakes.

-If you plan to fight someone and tell her ahead of time? She’ll absolutely gather blackmail and other dirt on them to assist you on the more… psychological side of warfare.

-She’s very cunning and sly, and knows what to do.

-I will not lie, Valerie probably saw you guys getting together coming from miles away lol and did she bet on it? …perhaps. 

-If you’re the type to go a tad… berserk, perhaps even… crazy on full moons, you bet she’ll have a room ready for that.

-Vera’s snakes reaching over to lay on you because you’re warm due to the fur isn’t a odd occurance. At first, Vera was embarrassed, and a tad annoyed at her snakes developing this habit because it made her look soft, then, one time, when you two were alone, she tried it, and… well, now she tends to lean into you for warmth during cuddles too.

-…You’re sworn to absolute secrecy about this, and I mean absolute, but she actually has fallen asleep on you a couple of times while cuddling. Between managing Oberlin enterprises and it’s many venues, school, and… other things, it’s not surprising she’s fallen right asleep on you before.

[thornswoggled]

105 stream of consciousness, lets get it

what a whammo of an opening shot. this hits different if you read ghost and witch

JASMINE SMASHING THEM INTO A GOO PILE HELP???? HELP ME.... HEEEEELP..... HEEEEEEEEELP.....

second time weve had puppies on a cover in recent times. first was 102 with chise and ruth lying in a puppy pile. and then of course there was the egg/baby bird imagery in 103. baby animals on baby animals. i know yamazaki just likes dogs, but im sure theres symbolism there

i fucking knew we were gonna start with a flashback to get the full story on what happened at the end of 100

can i draw your attention to the fact that in this flashback, jasmine is wearing a big white sweater on top of a black collared shirt, and chise in the present is wearing a big black sweater on top of a white collared shirt. im telling you man. white dragon vs red dragon. the parallels are paralleling

rian questioning if jasmine is a sleigh beggy is really interesting. and "thats the law" about sleigh beggys being kept housebound. theres laws among alchemists about that? why is chise allowed to wander about, then? because shes a mage so it doesnt apply to her, probably. you cant make a mage follow the law of an alchemist

lil fella full body hugging her is sooooo cute

so isaac is the only one who doesnt know about this thing unless rian told him about it later

OLD MAN!!!! NEW OLD MAN!!!! yamazaki loooves to draw an old man

what does finn mean about "not being able to dine together" ? this feels like a weird translation. also, i guess he doesnt care about the goo dragon puppy. not paid enough to care

stellar, simple flashback with lindsay covered in blood. effective without doing too much. whoa, its a flashback within a flashback..

lindsay already knows about lil fella, if only vaguely... thats really funny. i wonder if he knows in the present? id like to see the twins shock when he goes "yeah i knew you had that thing"

IT CHEWED THE CORNER OFF THE WALL PLEAAAASE

just noticed on the slider that this is a longer chapter than weve been getting recently

you can definitely tell that yamazaki is copy and pasting the twins in the "OH." panel. i love that. work smarter not harder

really freaky deaky body horror with this thing. im telling you yamazaki should do a horror one day

all signs point to lil fella being a piece broken off of the white dragon. ruth barking at it is. really good

speaking of, this is an old house, and lil fella is made of a rocky crystal sort of stuff. i wonder if the guys downstairs can hear all this rowdy thumping from chises room

whooooo is this greaser dude jasmine is thinking of. if its one thing yamazaki is gonna do its drop a nugget and decline to elaborate

CHISE IMMEDIATELY FOLDING AND TELLING ELIAS bwahh fdshfs sdfjfj sdjfsdjf

"give me some room!!" chise has been really really resistant lately to getting touched by elias. of course, part of it is she doesnt want her friends to know... being around a lot of people has made her more self conscious about how others perceive their relationship. i think the incident in 98 has also made her cagier. maybe shes having her "im 16 i should be at the club" moment. shes gonna make him crash out dude

makes sense that elias wouldnt care about lil fella. it doesnt impact him at all and hes largely unconcerned with right or wrong

im surprised chise brought up the conversation with lindsay. didnt he broach the subject to elias after chise already left the room? maybe her dragon ears are just that sharp

"it was grown-up talk" i really dont like that. it sounds infantilizing and im glad chise pushed back against it. i remember that the anime reinterpreted a line that elias said as "this is not a matter for children," and someone on here talked about how elias only said it that way to recontextualize a line chise says later on about "are there really things adults can do that i cant?" looking at the manga alone, this doesnt seem in character and i dont like elias treating her like a child. it would be fine if they werent pseudo-married. but they are. so..... ya, blegh

loving chises "you cant even tell me??? 👉👈" she is so funny. manipulate that old man chise

him keeping it a secret reminding chise of adults arguing about what to do with her when she was younger....... ooooouuuugh

this isnt helping with how insane i was about this secret conversation earlier. if it was about lindel and iceland im not sure elias would be reluctant to share

"i guess that would make joseph an adult too" SHES SO FUNNY HELP

i appreciate that we are also getting elias' side of things in saying "i only said it to get her off my case." very much the same attitude we saw from him in early arc 1. but im surprised chise is even asking him this as if he would know

TINY ELIAS AND RAHAB IM GONNA CORN ON THE COB MYSELF WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE THAAAAAT. he looks sooo goofy

i dont love the bold and creepy font used here when elias calls her a child. but it suits how i feel about this conversation... so....

honestly, this all serves to remind us that in addition to being a fantasy, tamb is more of a coming of age than a romance

switch of setting to iceland. good! maybe thats what the convo was about after all

oh, is this the dragon that cursed chise? poor thing is still traumatized and scared of people

all right lindel just confirmed it for me. discussion of trauma taking a long time to overcome... yamazaki you arent slick i know where youre going with this

tamb having its maximum ride environmentalism heel turn moment

why is scary lindel kinda... uh... who said that

hilda entreating him like a medieval knight. does she think he doesnt understand modern english syntax

HUH!!!!! well that answered a lot of questions and left room for some more to be answered. id say pretty satisfying overall

[ochrearia]

If you still wanted prompts? I like the headcannon that Pico has medication for paranoia or anxiety but absolutely refuses to take it out of surviors guilt. But BF and GF stick pills into treats and meals like you would for a dog, and they truly honestly believe he can't tell. Pico thinks their effort is too sweet to fight it.

(Hope you don't mind that I changed the prompt a little, nothing wrong with it but personally I have meds of my own that I have the same problem with (not from survivor's guilt but you get my point) and I don't like the idea of writing out bad behavior I already have on purpose. So instead it's more like Pico just forgets to more often than not)

In PoPr Universe, BF -> Keith, GF -> Cherry

If you asked Pico how this started, he'd actually tell the truth for once. The truth being that having to take multiple medications a day was annoying as fuck even if they did help him feel better and in the event that he does, actually, take care of himself, it's still half assed.

Antipsychotics on top of benzodiazepines, why he needed both was beyond him. Why couldn't there just be one that solved all his problems? Being reliant on more than one pill made him feel weak and frustrated. And it was already annoying to have to keep track of more than one per day, and eventually it started just slipping his mind more often than not. Taking one, forgetting the other. Not the greatest situation, but one was better than none at all, right?

Well, that was until even Keith and Cherry picked up on his bad habit. It took a while for either of them to actually recognize patterns of habits, but once they did it was like trying to move hell itself to get them to stop trying to help. Well, at least they were using his trust in a good way instead of trying to poison him.

Pico started noticing his forgotten pills ending up hidden in his food. Originally they'd been actually pretty well hidden, and he only figured it out when a there was the strange feeling of a hard foreign object on his tongue while he was chewing. Keith and Cherry became very insistent on making him lunch every day, taking turns doing it. And he wasn't entirely sure if they knew that he knew, but...

Would they stop if he spoke up? Being dependent made him feel horrendous, but at the same time he couldn't shake the warm feeling in his gut over the fact they were doing this. Pico didn't have a lot of experience with being cared for. His partners were here, willing to do this for him for what? Because they loved him? Something about that made him so damn giddy, in the back of his mind trying to figure out how he could shoot the metaphorical butterflies in his stomach.

Pico fell into a new habit instead. On the days he actually did remember to take both, he made an effort of taking them in view of either one of them. That way it wouldn't end up as a double dose by accident. Sometimes when he took his meds alone, the 'hidden' pill would be not at all hidden in his food. A way of his partners still reminding him without having to ask if he actually took it or not, and if he did he could just take it out of his lunch. None of them ever verbally spoke about this, but that was fine. He liked it better that way.

It was nice. Being able to develop good habits instead of bad ones. Pico would never have the words to tell them how much it actually meant to him, as he was never good with words like that to begin with. But something about their knowing, proud smiles every time he took his meds told him they knew.

[bakiuwu]

SillyHanma Amimal Hcs

This idea isn't going anywhere but

All Hanmas ended up being animal-like with animal ears and tails and show animal-like behavior, they are still human but 14% of their brains operated like the animal they are (if tha makes sense)

Baki-bunny

Jack- wolf/dog

Yujiro-cat

So basically the hanmas their normal-self but will show animal-like behavior like baki will still be himself except for the bunny ears and tail, he is like any normal person but does bunny activities like it's normal ya know eating greens, doing tha nose twitch, having the zoomies but he is still human.

Baki might try to chew on cords, but kouze is always quick to catch him before he electrocutes himself. He'll also be circling kouze feet when he's excited to see kouze, especially if he hasn't seen her for a while. Sometimes, he'll slightly nip kouze to get her attention, Kouze tries her hardest not to randomly pet baki's ears, but she can't help herself. Her bunny-rabbit boyfriend is too cute to resist. Since baki is part bunny, he became a vegan. He would try to eat meat, but he ended up throwing it up an hour later(vegan baki hc goes hard)

Jack is a wolf or maybe a dog (idfk it's like 2 in the morning) he still his normal self but he does dog like shit like digging holes, chewing on bones(he does tha already), and liking belly rubs(only if its kurhea). Having a ball thrown for him to fetch. Knowing kurhea hell probably get Jack a collar, a spike one to be specific.

Jack would probably sleep on a dog bed but still in a regular bed if he feels like it, He doesn't eat dog food (he'll give you the dirtest look) but he does like doggy treats. He wouldn't appreciate being pet outta the blue(unless it's kurhea), so you'll have to ask. JACK CAN NOT BE TRUSTED WITH TENNIS BALLS, HE WILL EAT THEM. He has eaten at least 7 (he got a hold of a pack tha Kureha was hiding. He said it tastes like limes).

Yujiro is a cat(basically a neko), he is still his normal shitty self but has cat ears and a tail, which is very long and fluffy. He doesn't eat cat food( he would kill you if you try to give him some) and doesn't play with cat toys(except for laser). He likes to sit wherever despite being too big (likes to spread out on strydum's desk while he's doing work).

He has a habit of licking himself in front of people. If he ever goes missing it's most likely he's under a pice of furniture, waiting for someone to walk by so he can claw at their feet(it's his favorite game to play) He likes to hunt small animals, and if he's feeling nice he'll plop one on strydum's bed as a present. Also, he doesn't feel the need to wear clothes. He uses the excuse "Last time I check cats don't wear clothing " (he's a dick). So to strydums dismay, he has a big naked ass cat man lounging around his home.

Despite not liking most cat things, he loves catnip( but he would never admit this). One day, while out, Strydum wanted to see if yujiro would react to cat nip. He bought a big bag of it but somehow the bag tore and he was covered in cat nip, Before he could make it through the door, yujiro pounced on him. Rubbing up against him and oddly enough meowing It's like for a moment, he went full cat mode. He was like this for the whole day. Just rubbing and grinding on stryudm( he was also naked). After the effect of the catnip wear off Yujiro was fucking livid, So ever since that incident yujiro has ban cat nip from ever coming near him.

It's common sense to know that trying to pet yujiro is automatic death but if he does allow someone to pet him, they'll only have a good 10 seconds before he attacks their hand(he is such an asshole cat.) If you end up hearing purring while petting Yujiro, for your own safety DO NOT MENTION IT, YUJIRO HIMSELF DOES NOT KNOW WHEN HE IS PURRING. IF YOU TRY TO BRING IT UP TO HIM IN A TEASING MATTER HE'LL ATTACK YOU ON SPOT

[gildeddlily]

we stan homosexual behaviour (so dazai knew he was somehow already important to chuuya?) (woah that's gay)

[1. We Stan The Flags 2. We Stan Adam (Paul bby what are you doing)]

3. We Stan the "Demon Prodigy" (the homo prodigy maybe) (he ab to flip Verlaine off)

Adam's point of view? nothing better than it

yk what Mori how about you fall down the stairs and oh so accidently break your neck? no bad feelings just go die in a ditch (he's actually right, cause they're in the damn mafia and Chuuya has to kill the man who slaughtered his family. but he's mourning them and that patronising voice is killing me)

well maybe. but reading things like this makes sense, like who even thought ab just chewing something for a long time without eating it? ppl who didn't know ab it must have felt like Adam, they have my solidarity (Chuuya's about to kill him right there, first with the chocolate now with gums. imagine if he saw him eating pure sugar like it was water)

because he's a self harming asshole who still thinks he deserves the sheep's betrayal cause he was a "bad leader" sugar they were shitty people, and even if you were all fifteenish you didn't stab anyone without any second thought at least

No, you didn't get anything, you're a dumb bitch who makes me want to rip out my own eyeballs every time I have to read one of the stupid sentences you says. one thing I didn't miss about Stormbringer was Shirase talking again and again and again about things he didn't know and treating Chuuya like he was the one at fault just don't talk

ADAM STOP IT NOW they're always dropping height jokes about Chuuya and it makes me cry everytime (Asagiri thinks he's funny) (he is)

EVEN MURASE no I don't know why but I totally forgot everything about him. and I don't know if I'm happy or not, knowing how he'll end up...

why so romantic Chuuya him talking ab Dazai like he's a piece of trash is funnier than everything. this following the "dazai fell first" headcanon that basically is my bible (it's canon shut up, chuuya started to really love him after stormbringer just trust me)

and talking ab Dazai

so he thought of Dazai as someone dear enough to Chuuya to tying him to the Mafia? wow that's some serious charges Paul are you sure ab it? (I just imagine Paul about to kill him and Dazai being like "hey, you're the dog's lost brother, why are you here? me? tying him to the mafia? I don't think so, but you can kill me if you need it so much, thank you!")

you'll find something one day honey please stop you're making me cry (i love Odasaku but straight up telling him that he'll always feel empty is a little fucked up but I understand that you're traumatized too so dw)

he's so teenager just stop please (his writing is so pretty and the he-learned-to-write-properly-thanks-to-the-mafia hc is as canon as his name)

shut the fuck up. shut up. I don't wanna hear you. you're not even my shoe's king, just shut up.

AH AH TAKE THIS YOU ASSHOLE Adam doing what Chuuya wasn't able to (admit he wasn't the guilty one in that fucked up situation) Shirase needed someone telling him that he wasn't the fucking centre of the universe

Murase is the man every kid in bungou stray dogs needed. He already knows that is late for Chuuya, that he has already became a tool in the mafia's hands, but he doesn't want him to see it happens to others, or to be the one doing it. (think about Akutagawa, that entered the organization in some months I think, and became a tool in Dazai's hands. Chuuya was made executive in little time and he was for sure busy, but he was still there to look at Akutagawa craving for someone's approval to the point of becoming with time the Rabid Dog of the Mafia, Dazai's dog (funny) and he remembered what Murase said to him. just- him remembering. need more Akutagawa and Chuuya contents btw)

I hope you die (I love you but stop with the "little brother" thing you're hurting my eyes) (you're depressed like anyone else so stop pretending to be cheerful) (parallels with future Dazai? no alr stop)

not Chuuya knowing how to speak but not what bread is (people joke a lot about it but it made me cry the first time, and it's still fucking sad. and Shirase calling him disgusting when they were almost in the same situation? shut up please)

...yeah bby you're the mildest person I've ever seen

mild adjective, mild·er, mild·est. -amiably gentle or temperate in feeling or behavior toward others -characterized by or showing such gentleness, as manners or speech

yeah ofc you are bby

I hate them so much Chuuya still doesn't see the mafia as "family". his family has been killed by the only person in that world that could understand him. he doesn't trust Dazai, and he doesn't trust Mori, even if he respects him. He truly is desperate about the fact that the only man who ever tried to give him a chance died, cause the truth is no one will ever do something like this for him again. And the hitting his chest things is so immature and childish- like yeah we'll tell you ab his strength and power every two sentences, just to remind you he's been around killing people for years, but then we'll drop something like this to remind you he's a mere teenager

[graylinesspam]

Currently reliving my childhood trauma through watching my parents raise their dogs.

The first one we got because my mom has always had a dog. She's never lived without one so we aught to have one. He is anxious with neurotic tendencies that desperately seeks attention from those around him. Despite getting a dog for the express purpose of companionship my mother has always said she hates being needed all the time. The needier those around her behave the more that she despises them. The more she sends the dog to his kennel for being annoying and pushy. She buys him expensive toys but then leaves him alone with them until he gets bored and abandons all pretenses of play.

Then she decided she needed to get him a friend, since he was so lonely. She brought home an incredibly energetic puppy with abandonment issues who was dumped by his previous owners. But instead of imprinting on us, this dog chose his dog brother to become attached to. To play with, pester and annoy all hours of the day and night. They play all across the living room and kitchen. The sight somewhat sweet if not obnoxious. They play until the older dog is worn down and tired in his ankles from constantly being chewed on. Then snaps at his younger brother to be left alone. Often seeking cover under one of our legs to hide from his brother.

Both live in too small an environment for their size, both big dogs relegated to a small trailer house. They get let out to exercise several times a day but only by me, no one else. They beg for attention though. Licking and nudging and poking. Bringing toys to anyone that they can reach. barking and whining for it. More often than not they are brushed away.

And the area in which they do live is perpetually filthy despite my never ending crusade to clean it. Both are so large and averse to water that it is difficult for me to bathe them by myself. No one else helps. Their fur covers most surfaces. The couches and carpet stink of them. The floors slick with water and drool that they've spread across it. Blankets in their kennels slightly browned from the dirt and oil.

No one else pays them much mind. Only I do. feeding, watering, and exercising them. Making them gut healthy treats. Training them. breaking up fights. Making new toys and puzzles. Throwing the ball. Cleaning up the vomit and letting them out several times a day.

But I take no joy in this. I do not want to be wanted or needed by these creatures either. Creatures I made no choice to obtain or keep. I often say my life would be so much easier without them. This is a true fact.

I don't know why my mom chose to have pets she refuses to care for.

She scolds me for harshly correcting the dogs. For barring them from the hall where we keep the litter box, in fear they'll get an intestinal blockage. Scolds me for letting the couch covers get stinky, then scolds me for shooing the dogs away from the couches because "they already don't have enough space."

So she is aware of their environment. Aware and yet unashamed in her choices that led to this. To animals who pace and play until they're panting on the filthy floor. who beg for love.

She enjoys the superiority of being nice to them. Of comforting them and speaking softly when I have scolded them. She enjoys feeling kind and soft and nurturing. But she does none of the work.

I do not love the dogs. But I make the best life for them that I can. The same way I did for my sister growing up. And I resent her for that.

[lifesupreme-if]

silliest q yet (don’t feel a need to answer haha) how *would* the ROs react if MC did the the honk + wanna see me drive into that wall? 😏 Thinking they’re being cool n suave 😎

If you wanna, bonus Claude and Cho? They seem like ‘you should totally do it’ bff types lol

post being referenced here

first things first: everyone would like to know where you got another car. you WILL be rendered vehicle-less by the end of the first chapter.

dylan: looking to see the rando in a car harassing her on the side of the street, and then it's you! can barely contain her excitement, oh, wow, it's you, fixing her hair, saying her hellos and—realizes what you just said. wringing her hands. she is so awkward. "haha. um. there might be better ways to get smashed." finger pistoling. "sorry, ignore that i made that joke. where are you going? can i come with?"

stéphanie: INFURIATED. why would you even joke about putting yourself in bodily harm's way like that?! marching over while your window is still rolled down and grabbing you by the ear, chewing you out, YANKING until you get out of the car. get out of that car. GET OUT OF THAT CAR. where did you even get this car?! get rid of it before you get into trouble for grand theft auto, too. get in the house, she is not suffering you today.

dorothea: looking back at you with the soppiest, most horrified puppy dog eyes you've seen, jaw dropping. you would treat a car that way? she couldn't have heard you right, there's just no way. shaking her head. "what? what kind of gonk question is that—no."

promptly forgets what you were proposing when faced with the excitement of a new vehicle. running up to dote on this mechanical beast, can she take a look under the hood?!

[locked]: stops in her tracks, staring you down whilst smirking in a smug sort of way. double-dog dares you. triple-dog dares you, even.

"do it, pussy. you won't."

bonus:

cho: speedwalking faster when you roll to a stop, pulling out her pepperspray and spraying you square in the face when you start talking. night city is dangerous and she keeps that mf thing on her. while you are screaming, she is screaming–and then she stops. scrunching up her nose, adjusting her glasses and looking at you like some sort of bug that just crawled out of her pipes. "oh, it's you. well, why did you scare me like that?! i'm a docile lady, you could have been some sort of murder-freak! i didn't even know you could drive, you're always wasting dorothy's gas!"

claude: the kind of person that peer pressure works on, but without any sort of actual pressure needed. already sprinting to the passenger's side to crawl into the car through the window. "dude, you're not doing that. without me."

planning out the best route for you both to drive around the block multiple times to build up speed before you crash into the wall. plans are foiled by stéphanie showing up and standing in the way, because someone here has to hold the braincells.

[juddygirl]

Dog Training AU - Maxiel

Dog Training AU - Maxiel - 962 words

They were going to put Max's grandma's old golden retriever down after she passed. The poor thing had been neglected towards the last few months of her life. He is overweight and hasn't been properly trained. But Max couldn't bear the thought of knowing this dog would die just because no one was willing to put the time and effort into training him so he took him in.

Ghost weighs 47 kilos, hates being dragged on a walk at the park, chewed two of Max's pair of shoes and steals food from his plate when he's not looking. It’s only been two weeks, but he's already traumatized Sassy and Jimmy, they almost exclusively live under Max's bed now. On a whim, he looks at dog training classes, to bring peace back to his home.

You're doing something good, he hasn't been trained. He's not a bad dog. Max has to repeat this several times a day, he hopes he'll soon convince himself it's true, but he's running out of patience. He waits for Sunday, eagerly. Hopefully, the dog trainer will wave a magic wand over Ghost and fix his behaviour problems. Or just enough for Max to eat a meal in peace.

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Daniel doesn't know why he agreed to along with his friends in the muddy field on a cold Sunday morning. He should have stayed at home, warm under a blanket, or out with friends doing something quieter. Instead, he's there, his shoes are covered with dirt, or dog shit, he doesn't want to find out.

He has Shadow on a leash, she's a three-month-old puppy that Daniel gifted his girlfriend ex-girlfriend for their two-year anniversary. She had been over the moon about the little dalmatian he got her. She wasn’t so a month later when she broke up with him, and ended up kicking them out of her place. 

He had to get back on his feet quickly, find somewhere to live with Shadow. He’d been too heartbroken to meet his new neighbours or even unpack half of his things. He has had enough energy to go on walks with her, avoiding other dogs in the street because he has always been scared of them. Shadow wants nothing but cuddles and play. She always destroys everything she can find and runs away whenever she can. So his friends suggested dog training classes to get that under control. He was the one to drag Daniel out of bed that day. 

The class is about to start. All the dogs seem to be too happy to be here on this gloomy day. Daniel takes a couple of steps back anytime one comes close. 

Max is late, well almost. It took half a pack of dog treats to get Ghost in his car. He’s thinking it will take twice as much to get him out and onto the field where everyone else is, but he jumps out of his seat and runs towards everyone. Max is too stunted to hold him back. He pushes a cute guy onto the ground. He looks scared of this massive dog, drooling on him, not understanding he doesn’t want to play. Max is so embarrassed he doesn’t want to go there and let everyone know it’s his dog. 

Shadow barks at the big dog, not even scared that he’s twice her size. Daniel still doesn’t know if it means she wants to play or if she’s defending his honour, right now it’s in the gutter. He’s trying hard not to freak out, to let fear take over, but the more the dog is staring at him, the harder it is. He’s been told looking them in the eyes makes them angry, so he turns his face. 

“Ghost!!” Someone shouts before pulling him off. “Oh my god, of course, I’m so sorry.”

He helps Daniel gets up, apologises again and the class starts. 

It’s a disaster on Max’s part, Ghost refuses to listen to any orders, even those of the instructor. Shadow is doing better, a little too energetic and playful, but she stays put easily. 

“Your dog can feel your fear. You have to let it go.” The instructor tells Daniel, not so discreetly. “We’re gonna make groups of twos.” He then says like he didn’t humiliate Daniel in front of everyone. 

Daniel and Max ends up together, everyone else has already found someone. They introduce each other. Ghost tries to jump on Daniel again.  He seems to really like him. The exercise isn’t going as bad as the other, and Daniel is not fearing Ghost anymore. He even chats with Max. They leave near each other, walk their dog around the same time. Daniel probably tried to avoid him because of his fear. Both their dogs get along the best, they are running after each other, or rather Ghost is trying to keep up with Shadow, but it’s progress, it’s the most exercise he’s had since Max got him, not for lack of trying. 

“We should do this more often,” Daniel says when Shadow rests at his feet, exhausted. 

Max agrees and gives Daniel his phone number to text him when he’s out on a walk with her. Daniel give him his, just in case. And just like that, the first lesson is over and they have to go back to their lives. 

Daniel’s phone buzzes in his pocket. It’s a text from Max 🐶 a picture of Ghost, sleeping in his own little bed. I have to thank your dog for tyring him like that. First time since I got him that he didn’t destroy anything. Will gladly like to see both of you again. Daniel cancels his plan to self-pity, and invites Max and Ghost for a walk the very next day. 

[lightyearssurrogatedaddy]

Actual Skel Anatomy Brainrot

So my posts about magical membranes, vertebrae, teeth and traits was the end of it... right?

Haha LSD you dumb fuck, this is your new hyperfixation for the week.

Kind of long, I did this for fun and I'm not really up-to-date on what everyone's collective hivemind of an opinion is on Skel headcanons, so if I repeat something someone's already said, just be cool that you're hearing the same viewpoint twice:

Yeah

A Skel's body is naturally more resistant to most anti-depressants and pills, which aids them in being one of the least likely monster types to die from illness, but makes them more vulnerable if they do happen to catch a cold. If the virus can get past the immunity system, your Skel is in for a hell of a ride.

It takes longer for a Skel to get drunk or high, when they do it effects their magic. Randomly melting into half-assed attacks (for example; Error would have the problem of constantly pouring sting out his eyes. Someone like Papyrus would unintentionally bluify someone/thing around himself.) which are always harmless.

Magic on medication or stimulant loses its strength and deals less than half the damage it's supposed to, although prescription meds aren't as stat draining as what was listed above.

Becomes harder to control in some cases, if your Skel has a more violent nature their magic might react extremely to aspirin or melatonin. That's the body trying to get rid of the unfamiliar chemicals, and goes about it the same way the personality type of the host does.

Skel's breathe to absorb oxygen, like everyone does, the oxygen is used to put more power for attacks and energy reserves. They can run faster, react quicker, and talk louder. They don't suffer from any side effects without air, and could happily exist in a vacuum. They also use breathing for their vocal cords.

Fun fact: a Skel's bite force is 235PSI, the same as a pitbull's, and can lock their jaws to the same ability when biting into something. Its a leftover trait from a much more primal age, like with humans still having wisdom teeth. (but yk, pitbull-esc strength is way cooler.) So Skels don't have many reasons to bite or maul.

Their teeth keep growing throughout their lives, sometimes if unchecked can result in overgrowth that makes it hard to eat or communicate, similar to 'overgrown beaks' in birds. Normally their teeth are worn down by the common habit of chewing or losing them. Skel's have three sets of teeth, their infant pair, adulters, and backup set.

Other Skel bone facts: there are different types of vertebrae, named after the expands it runs down. But intercross commonly.

Cervical-Thoracic, Thoracic-Lumbar, Cervical-Lumbar, to name a few variations

The two types of vertebrae builds are straight-edge and curved, curved is more likely for Cervical and Thoracic, while straight-edge is typically found further down the spine.

Tailbones! A Skel's tail doesn't get much longer than 6-8 inches, and tucks between the legs most of the time to act as extra membrane protection. It doesn't have the same flexibility of a dog or cat's, so they can't express emotion through it, nor does a tail have enough strength to act as a limb.

When the membrane is broken it'll bleed a thick red liquid, no matter the magic color. Happens frequently, sometimes the bones meant to protect the membrane end up piercing it on accident.

The membrane relies on the soul to repair itself if it gets damaged, if you don't have a soul, you're more likely to severe internal bleeding and gag reflex. Vomiting liquid magic also happens if one tries to absorb magic that isn't theirs, the body treats it like a virus.

Ngl it feels really good to find a cool creature to jump on and explore. Ik some of my bullshit would look strange in canon, but really, I just wanted to have fun and reimagine these characters and their body types. uhhhh ight I think that's it