#why did the baby say doggo

[bugeater77]

DOCTOR WHO HOLY SHIT

[cafecourage]

Little Red Riding Hood where Reader is Little Red but also a werewolf

Love Interest and rest of chain can be assigned however

(Cause I'm always down for a fairytale au)

I did a little twist on this. Idk if this was what you wanted. I had to ask doggo experts for how doggos act around each other. I am leaving this off on a small cliff hanger because I do want to write more of this.

Twilight didn’t trust the new person in the group. Well. It’s more like he didn’t know what to think of her. She came in like a hurricane running after the Shadow like it was her prey. Then when the dust settled and she calmed down the group quickly learned of why. The short of it being that for some reason the Shadow attacked her brother and she took chase. Which then led to her to finally agree to join the chain. Much to the Ranchers chagrin. However, he knows better than to start an unnecessary fight. Twilight could be civil.

Civility could only go so far.

Little Red, as Warrior’s likes to call her, noticed Twilight’s presence and slight unease of her and ran with it. Twilight couldn’t understand just why she was always running circles around him talking about this and that. It confused him to no end when she instantly would stick to him even when he was wolfie. He had to on more then one occasion threaten to bite Little Red’s hands. She never cared or backed away from Wolfie when he showed a bit of aggression. “He is going to bite you.” Wild warned her as he watched Little Red try to play with Wolfie.

She looked up at Wild while holding Wolfie’s face, “what? No the baby is just playing.” That comment only made Twilight growl more.

“Baby? Wolfie isn’t a baby.” Wild was torn between being completely amuse and helping Twilight out as he did know about his slight distrust of Little Red.

“No no no, Champion. This is a wolf pup. He has to be like…” Her attention draws to the wolf as she observes the good boy. “Man… I have to say maybe 10? He is very small even for that age. Wolfie is like an adult dog size but he is definitely a wolf.” She boops the snoot and quickly pulled back as Twilight tries to bite her hand again. This only makes her giggle more.

“I think your wolves might be just bigger than my Hyrules.” Honestly to Wild, Wolfie was the same size as most wolves, but he just shrugs and not questions that further. Twilight couldn’t understand why you were like this, he wonders if it was just an eccentric thing. He has met a lot of weird people in his life and Little Red might be one of them. After being free from your grasp he takes it upon himself to run away for now. Only because you don’t tend to grab his face while being Twilight and thats the most annoying part of being wolfie around you.

It wasn’t until they finally came to her era that he finally understood.

The village Little Red lived in was small, but cozy. It reminded Twilight of his own home. People tended to light up when seeing Little Red. But given the size of the group following them most villagers tended to just say hi and remarks that they needed to talk to her later. “My house is a bit further.” Little red said pointing to a path that ran into the woods. “It’s just me, my brother and Grandma oh and our cat. I’ll make sure to keep her out of your stuff. But we should have room to fit everyone.” She explains as the path slowly clears up to a cottage in the wood with a small garden. There was a small pup running around in the yard playing with said cat. Who was purely annoyed at ready to pap the puppy in the head.

Little Red’s eyes brightened “Link!” She calls out gaining the Pups reaction.

She dashes towards the house as the puppy starts running towards her. They meet halfway and the puppy shifts into a young boy. “You’re back! You’re back!” This Link giggles as he gets lifted in the air by his sister and spun around.

“I am! For now.” Little red nuzzles her brother’s face as she shifts her grips on her brother to put his weight on her hip. “Boy’s this is my brother. Link these are the adventurers I’ve been traveling with.”

She turns to the group with a smile. The chain was utterly confused and silent before Wind speaks up “Did he transform into a wolf?”

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[that-birdy-chick]

Hawaii five 0 s8 commentary:

Part 1.

ep 1 x s8

- five 0 really do love introducing female characters in bikinis, or were they trying to make it even more obvious that tani is the new kono replacement?

- aww Danny asking Steve to be his partner in the whole restaurant thing is very sweet

- the torch is back again? Kinda thought his story was complete after the prison break with Adam, didn't he have this whole speech about being better of in prison?

- okay Steve worrying about tani being reckless and her not taking any of his shit and Danny being all "see, now you know how I feel all the time" is very funny

- oh so now you realize going into the middle of a raging wild fire was a bad idea, who would have thought?

- damn Danny is so used to Steve's bullshit he doesn't even fight it anymore

- they- he's taking the entire house? He's taking the entire house

- wow they're making it very very obvious that tani is supposed to be the new kono, okay

- omg so call me nuts but why does the whole restaurant thing feel like a weird metaphor for Steve and danny setteling down together? They talk like their gonna marry- I feel like I'm hallucinating

ep 2

- I may be a cat person but that is one cute dog- and he has such a nice owner and - oh no I know how this is gonna go

- nononono don't hurt the doggo! IS HE GONNA BE OKAY?!

- don't show me this fucking junior guy I need to know if the dog is okay!

- Steve what do you mean, you've never been married? You and danny have been basically married for at least 5 years now. And since when are you uncomfortable talking about Steve's feelings Danny?? what are you two talking about??

- yes finally someone goes looking for the poor puppy! Oh no the poor baby's hurt 🥺Tho I'm a little confused I thought Danny was the dog person? Why is Steve suddenly so invested and not danny? Did the powers that be forget the whole Mr. Pickles thing?

- people how am I supposed to care about the plot if I don't know if the dog is gonna make it!

- poor eddie is such a good boy, I would literally die for him 🥺 he's gonna be okay! oh thank goodness

- "I thought you were a cat person " (thank you Danny!)

"I guess he grew on me"

Steve why you looking at Danny while saying that? Don't tell me the dog is supposed to be a parallel to him

-god damn it, pets mourning their lost owners always gets me :'(

ep 3

- I swear the whole restaurant thing feels like Steve and danny planning their wedding-

Kamekona did not just pull out a mcdanno shirt -

I can't with this show anymore

- eyyyy bootleg James bond is back! And steve is talking about "our" retirement plan? Just make them an official married couple already!

- come on Harry, you don't gotta roast their restaurant idea like that especially after they agreed to let you tagalong

- I love how mcdanno exchange judging looks whenever Harry trys to sweet talk someone, true couple goals right there

- man the whole police-violence-played-for-laughs-thing especially against poc really didn't age well

- okay so 10 bucks harry's the secret bad guy

- eww no don't flirt with tani harry, that's just weird! I swear what is it with Hollywood and old men hitting on girls that aren't even half their age

- Damn Harry really just went and called Steve and danny out for for being in love and unable to live without each other and they didn't deny anything

- okay nvm Harry isn't the bad guy it's just some random dude who lost a kid, and apparently Harry lost someone important to him?

- naww they boys are cooking for them- aaand fighting - oh man, this could have been such a nice little gesture, why you gotta ruin it for a joke? I mean I know their probably just setting up the restaurant idea failing which- I'm kinda sad about because it could have been an actual nice retirement thing to end the show on somewhere down the line, but I guess not

ep 4

- I love how Lou talks to steve like he's making an investment without asking his husband (which let's be real he definitely is)

- the use of the term "partner" is becoming more and more ambiguous by the second

- rip toast he was a nice dude, at least before he became loaded

- naww not Steve being all smug about Danny calling Hawaii home

- no kamekona! don't hurt him🥺

- better call your son dude you don't fuck with Steve's family

- kamekona really did a fuck tone of good ever since he made it out of prison, it's really nice that he finally gets some recognition for that

- so junior is homeless? Really explains a lot of stuff about why he's so desperate to be five 0

-aww and steve adopts him right away and tani too, the man really does collect strays like Pokémon

ep 5

- aw grace brought Steve a pumpkin for Halloween? guess she's growing up to be a Halloween lover just like her dad

- so 10 min in and already Alicia triggered Steve's mommy-issues

-Alicia honey, Steve has like five adopted children already and is a pretty intense dude maybe it be good to have someone else take care of your deeply traumatized daughter if this doesn't go well?

- tani:"so there's this hot demi-god"

"top or bottom?" Danny asking the important question

- love me some good folklore inspired murders

- so the clay maxwell thing still isn't over? poor Lou hasn't the guy has put him through enough?

- I love that their bringing eddie along everywhere now, he's the best new addition to the team <3

- so love that Danny is also along for them search of the killer but isn't that kind of a bad idea with his busted arm?

-huh tani and junior are clicking fast guess there's a romance about to happen

- hey and Lou is finally getting closure for the dian thing, that's great!

[dissociation-station123]

Satoru GojoXReader-overthinker with a jokester who loves to make her DUMB

“Satoru you are a fucking idiot…” You scoff as he pouts, kneeling beside you. You were nearly finished with the novel you were reading when he had yanked it from your grasp. You glare up at him with sheer rage and he makes a startled noise.

But Satoru Gojo always recovers quickly. “You frown too much. Don’t complain when you get wrinkles Y/N.” Satoru flicks your forehead and tosses your book across the room. “I’m sooo bored!” His arrogance was astonishing as he lifted you up so he could plop down on the couch beside you.

Your eyes widen in shock at how brave he was. Most people throughout your life avoided your cold expressions as if you would kill them on the spot. In reality you were just not a fan of trivial conversation. You preferred meaningful dialogue. So it came to a surprise to yourself when you befriended this obnoxious jokester now scrolling on his phone and laughing way too loudly at stupid sixty second videos.

“Look at this cute doggo Y/N!” Satoru grins shoving his phone in your face. The puppy was adorable but you weren’t going to admit it to him. “Ooo come on you know you love it.” He takes back his phone, rolling those deep baby blues.

“I’m not amused by silly little clips, Satoru. Now give me my book back and leave me alone.” You frown, you lean your elbow into his side and he screeches in pain.

“Fine! Fine!” Satoru whines pushing you back. “You're so boring…” You shrug no longer bothered by such shallow insults. You knew you were not a social butterfly and have embraced yourself for it. “I don’t even know what I see in you?!”

You raise your eyebrow quizzically at the words that escaped him. “Without me around you would be wandering around aimlessly with no insight. You blindly trust everyone. You're clumsy and way too friendly. I drag you back to reality.” You answer with no emotion present in your tone. “You're pretty much a dog in human form. Now would you please be so kind as to fetch my damn book.”

Satoru did not move, instead he watched you intently. “If I’m a dog, you're a grumpy cat. You never leave your house. You always have something clever to say and it’s always in a very rude way. You're beyond depressing and fickle.”

“Then why do you keep coming over, fucking pestering me?!” You almost growl your fingers now digging into the collar of his t shirt pulling him closer. That stupid smile widens as you tighten your grasp.

“You want to know why?” Satoru whispered in almost a seductive tone. You knew he was trying to tease you. Even still your curiosity won over your instinct. You don’t reply, just simply wait for his response. His breath ghosted over your neck as he leaned closer. You swallowed heavily at the proximity. “My dear moody friend…” his voice lowered and you felt goosebumps form along your arms. “The way you can swallow my cock is addictive.”

“Such a whore…” You mutter but don’t dare move away from him, you never wanted to show how much he gets under your skin at times like this. You stare at him from your peripheral taunting him to do more.

Your friendship has become a bit more than platonic recently. A night of drinking had you both crossing those invisible lines. You now had a mutual agreement. Sex was fun and didn’t need to mean anything.

“I’m your little whore though…” Satoru says sweetly through a soft chuckle. His long fingers land on your knee then travel up your thighs. You gasp when he nibbles lightly on your earlobe.

You were not sure how Satoru does it. But he is able to completely quiet the chaotic thoughts that were always rambling around by a simple kiss. You were scared of how much you were starting to rely on it. “All those pesky thoughts. Let me help you to ease them from that cute little brain of yours.”

You somehow find resolve even as his fingers delicately dance along your inner thigh. You regretted wearing shorts today. Taking a shuddered breath you collect yourself and take hold of his wrist. “I would rather see how my book ends. So why don’t you go find trouble elsewhere?”

Satoru growls and it surprises you, it was as if he was actually frustrated. “Y/N…” The tone was dangerous, your heart suddenly jumped. You could no longer look at him without wanting to give in. You hear Satoru click his teeth, you could feel his glance. “Look at me…”

It was an order, no mistaking it for a suggestion. Yet you fought the overwhelming urge to follow it. You simply shake your head, your hands now clenched in your lap.

The more time you spend with him the more you imagine what type of relationship you would have. You knew your fantasies were always more thrilling than real life. You needed to limit your time in his presence. Therefore you picked up a huge chronicle of novels to read for the weekend.

Satoru had mentioned a club event in passing and you assumed he would go. So when he showed up at your doorstep you almost slammed the door in his face. And now he was touching you. Tempting you once again. “Your cruel Satoru Gojo… A fucking sadist…” You practically spat the words now picking at your fingernails as a way to calm yourself.

You have caused him to storm out on you in a tantrum on multiple occasions. You don’t mean to hurt others but sometimes what you allow to escape from your lips was too real for the average human. You jumped when instead he burst out in a fit of uncontrollable laughter. “Sat…” You go to speak his name.

“Shut up.” Satoru whispers as he cuts you off. His usual light hearted nature had completely shifted to something unrecognizable. “You want me to truly be cruel?” Those blue eyes were always soft and amused. But now there was pain there. You reached out to him but this time he took hold of your wrist.

You were at a loss for words even though millions of thoughts overwhelmed you. What is wrong? What have I done? Why are you like this? See it’s better if you're alone. You won’t hurt anyone if you don’t allow them to get to know you. You're a monster… “I will break through every single wall you put up, Y/N. I won’t let you run away. I will find you and bring you back. Even if I have to tie you down and cage you up.”

A weird tight feeling took root in your chest.. You tilted your head to the side as you looked up to him not understanding. “Why?! Why can’t you just leave me be? I can’t make you happy. I am a dark cloud following you around and everyone is uncomfortable. Can’t you see that!!” You dig your nails into the palm of your hand. You shout when Satoru yanks you to straddle his lap and takes hold of your chin roughly, making you stare up at him.

“You stupid woman…” He whispers and you grimace. “All this knowledge you have collected and dissected. I am amazed by how much you have accomplished. The rewards you have received. I am the one who felt as if I was always holding you back. You always have the right words to say when I need advice. You knew exactly how to logically figure out a solution I was too overwhelmed to see. I thought if I could make you laugh or smile maybe I could finally repay you. But you only found me as a nuisance yet you call me cruel…”

You hated how his face had fallen into such a depressed state. This was not the Satoru Gojo you were used to. It was like looking at your own reflection. “I…” You stuttered and fumbled. “I had no idea… so many people fawn over you, Satoru.”

“I finally found something you could use me for. I was so happy…” Satoru’s glance seemed to look past you.

“What do you mean?” You hear the nerves laced in your voice. A small grin forms but never reaches his eyes.

“I could use my touch to quiet all of the negative thoughts that seemed to plague you. That night when I had you under me…” Satoru paused and memories of that first night flashed through your mind. The way he took control over your very being. Your cheeks heated. “That was the first time I ever saw you truly smile for me…”

Fuck… this fucking idiot… “Stupid… You're an idiot…” You say through gritted teeth. “Why would you be satisfied with that?! I knew you were dumb Satoru but I didn’t know you were this pathetic…”

As your fist connects with his chest he steals a kiss that completely takes your breath from your lungs. The chaos of swirling emotions that had started to crash down in terrifying waves slowly turned gentle and soothing as his tongue slid across your lower lip. Your fists flattened your palms now exploring the curves of his chest greedily. “That’s it sweet girl… give in to me yeah…” His voice was a lulling lullaby to your ears as you whined in response.

Before giving your mind a chance to process his tongue was devouring the inside of your mouth. All you could do was open up for him. His kiss was so addicting… The voice in your mind began to fade to static. You moan into his lips when his large hands cupped your ass forcing you to grind on him. “That’s my good girl…” Satoru groaned. You gasped as you felt him harden beneath you.

“Satoru… Wait…” You regretted your words when those hands moved to grip your thighs and his fingers traced the soft inner skin, so close to your aching core. Satoru paused and looked down at you, his pupils blown wide. Soft blush coated his cheeks and his breathing was erratic. He was beautiful.

“Please Y/N…” Satoru’s lips pouted and his tone was almost a whimper. Fuck… “I fucking need to see you smile for me again… I need to see that you need me as much as I need you. Let me do this for you.”

You could not formulate a response, you were currently hypnotized by his desperation. Your whole body was fighting against your denial. “Ok…” You manage to whisper as your thumb traced along his lower lip. The toothy grin replaced the pout as he bites your thumb teasingly.

“Kiss me then.” Satoru ordered you, his voice lowering. Without the earlier hesitation you gave into his demand. His fingers now travel to softly trace the back of your neck as he pulls you deeper into the kiss.

As his teeth nip at your bottom lip he gently picks you up slightly to set you down into the couch on your back, now hovering above you. You actually laugh as he roughly undresses you no longer being patient. “Satoru relax…” You say amused as he slips off your shorts.

“No panties?” Satoru eyebrow raises and you roll your eyes. “So naughty!”

“I was comfortable in my own home and was not expecting company. Don’t flatter yourself.” You say as he smiles down his eyes traveling to take in every inch of your body. “You look possessed.” You tease him and he looks back up into your stare.

“Y/N…” Satoru’s voice lowers and the seductive tone makes you take in a breath. “I'm obsessed with making such an intelligent person unable to even form complete sentences… It’s fucking addictive.”

You fall silent as his hand wraps around your throat, he squeezes until your nails dig into his forearm and tears blind your vision. Strangled moans escape your mouth because at the same his thumb caresses your clit. Satoru hums, “You're already dripping for me… that’s so sexy…”

He releases the pressure on your throat while slipping two fingers into your cunt. You cry out as your body convulses and shakes below him. Your body is arching up on its own as intense pleasure courses through you.

“Fuck Satoru… fuck…” You can only mumble curses as your vision slowly becomes clear again. Yet he shows no mercy as his fingers plunge in and out of you. The sounds of your arousal makes you even more heated.

“Awww my pretty girl has such a dirty little mouth…” Satoru sneers but he groans when he feels your pussy clamping around his finger greedily. “Going to have to keep you quiet, aren't I?” Satoru kisses you deeply as he begins to scissor you. You moan into his mouth causing him to chuckle sadistically. “Stick that pretty tongue out for me…”

You nod stupidly and stick out your tongue in anticipation. “So obedient now aren’t we?” Satoru growls, running his fingers along your tongue while his other hand pushes deeper, hitting your sweet spot perfectly.

You let out a feral sound as you drool against his fingers. Your nails digging into his waist like a cornered animal. “Fuck…” Satoru hisses as he feels you cum against his hand. “You drive me crazy when you break like this under me.”

“Mmm…” All you could do was whimper and choke as he pushed his fingers deep down your throat. Your hips bucking desperately and legs shaking uncontrollably.

As you feel your belly tighten for another orgasm he slows his tempo pulling his fingers out of your mouth. You whine in frustration being so close to going over the edge once again. All you could think about was missing that feeling.

“What’s going on in that big brain of yours now?” Satoru brags because he knows that right now your thoughts are only on him. What he can do to make you feel good.

“Please….” You beg your eyes lowered lips in a pout, swollen from the fury of kisses. “Fuck me… fuck me…” You shout the only thing you could think of to get that feeling of being filled again.

You watch as he undresses all the way. You nearly drool from the sight of his freed cock, wet with precum. Throbbing to be buried inside you. “Smile for me…” Satoru barely is able to get the words out as he strokes his dick getting back onto the couch.

You hesitate that small bit of fight crawling its way to the surface. You hold back your sounds of pleasure when he runs his length along your folds.

There was now a war raging internally as you gritted your teeth not to appease him. “Your brain is finally waking back up huh?” Satoru laughed cruelly as he teased you, the tip slightly entering you but it wasn’t enough. You needed him deeper.

“I… hah…” You tried to speak but he was now rolling circles along your clit.

“What was that treasure…” Satoru knew you were trying your hardest to respond. He loved the way he could get you to become a mindless slut. He even leans down closer, his lips nearly touching yours. “It’s ok I’ll make you myself.”

Satoru does not push in; instead he coats his cock with your juices and yanks your thighs closed around it. You gasp in shock as your pussy feels the cold air. You look at him pleadingly.

As he slowly thrust against your closed thighs, his stare now becomes glossy as he loses a bit of himself. The plush softness of your skin. “What? What do you want?” Mocking you because you know he knows.

“Hmm.” You whine pathetically. Your sole focus was to have him where you wanted him most. Though his jaw clenching in struggle as he tries to control himself was intoxicating. “You want to fuck me as much as I want you to. So please!”

“Know it all…” He groans and you smile brightly as you see him spread your legs wider. “There it is… fuck so beautiful.” Before you could even process that his arm wraps around your waist and forces you to turn, now on all fours.

You thank him as he shoves his cock to the hilt. “You're so welcome pretty…” Satoru softly whispers as he tightly grasps your hips. “Now let me hear your cute little cries…” He pushes your head down to arch your back even more and relentlessly slams in and out, your pussy was already convulsing around him.

“Satoru… so good…” You say the only thing on your mind as you crumble into a crying mess. You moan loudly as you feel yourself edging back to that blissful release. “Cumming soon…”

Satoru no longer speaks. Just groans and occasional curses as your walls shutter against him, you slick dripping to coat his balls. “Me to…” You felt proud he was unable to hold out much longer. You both scream and shudder as you orgasm; you feel his slight panic as he pulls out and cums onto your back.

His weight now leaning against you as you both take in deep breaths. “Hah…” you are unable to move even a little.

“You do so well. The way your eyes roll back…” Satoru spouts compliments as he struggles to regain his own composure. “You're perfect.”

Perfect… Your heart raced again. You have always been so harsh to yourself. To imagine a man like Satoru Gojo telling you you're perfect. You could not believe it. Satoru sweetly tells you to relax as he goes to grab a washcloth. You were alone with your thoughts.

He smiles down at you as he cleans up the mess that was made. “You ok?” He asks suddenly, looking concerned.

“I was thinking…” You say in a bit of a joking manner and Satoru gasps.

“Well we can’t have that…” Suddenly he is picking you up, bridal style. You go to scold him for being too heavy but he clicks his teeth at you as he carries you to your bedroom. “I have to make sure that doesn’t happen. It will probably take all night.”

“Definitely, it will take all night.” You laugh, you feel yourself brighten up. A lightheadedness fogging anymore dark thoughts as he joins you on the bed.

“Tell me you need me.” Satoru was soaking in the happy expression on your face. Almost hypnotized by it.

“Satoru I need you… So don’t you leave me please.” You say the words you had been too stubborn to say out loud. Satoru Gojo looked overjoyed as he pecked small kisses on your entire face. You cared about him. It was scary but there was no denying it anymore. This idiot…

[candied-peach]

ao3: "dog days of summer" rating: T warnings: intruality, dogs, food, kissing genre: fluff description: Remus cheers his partner up by taking a dog to the park. Is it his dog? No. Did he kidnap the dog? Probably not.

Patton's just along for the ride. (lyrics from colbie caillat "bubbly")

It starts in my soul, and I lose all control When you kiss my nose, the feeling shows 'Cause you make me smile, baby, just take your time now Holding me tight

Patton stirs from the half-doze he's fallen into when he hears an enthusiastic knock on the door. A groan falls from their lips as their head falls back and they end up staring at the ceiling. He should have known. He had admitted his grey feelings to his boyfriend, and Remus is not the type of person to just let Patton wallow in his depression. Not that he's depressed. Right now. Exactly. He's just...prone to depression.

"Who is it?" Patton calls, struggling to get out of the couch's grip. A bark answers him, and his brows furrow. Is that-

Why is there a dog outside his apartment?

"Open up, Pitterpat!" Remus shouts through the door. "This is an intervention!"

"I don't need an intervention," Patton replies, as they unlock the door. "I'm fi-" He pauses mid-word. Remus is standing in front of his front door, grinning madly as he holds tight to a leash. A leash that constrains a- 

Patton's smile widens.

"Is that a doggo?" They ask. He can't tell what breed the dog is. It's got some scattered spots, but it's too scruffy to be more than a bit of Dalmatian. Or maybe it's some kind of hound mix? Or- honestly, Patton's not really sure. It is very cute, though.

"She is indeed!" Remus blurts, exuberant. "Her name is Ethel."

Patton gives the dog a dubious look. The dog woofs again, tongue lolling out as she pants.

"Ethel?" Patton repeats. Remus shrugs as the dog enthusiastically shoves herself against Patton's legs, nearly knocking him over.

"My aunt's dog," Remus admits. "She named her. It's fine. I would have named her Cthulhu- hey, do you think she'll answer to that? If I say it enough?"

"No," Patton says, amused. "Why is Ethel here?"

"She needs a bath," Remus says. "My aunt was gonna take her, but I volunteered. And then she's supposed to go to the park. Wanna come with me?" Patton hesitates. He could just stay home. Remus's idea of a proper outing sounds very...energetic. Patton's not sure they can handle energy.

On the other hand, the couch is looking less appealing by the second.

"Sure," Patton says, making a decision. "Let me uh, just get my phone and stuff." Remus grins at them, planting a kiss on their cheek. Patton smiles, flustered, as he turns back into his apartment. Stuffing his feet into his shoes, he grabs his phone and shoves it into his pocket, along with his wallet, just in case. Ethel licks his hand when he reappears.

"Does she like baths?" Patton asks, as Remus guides them down the sidewalk to his car.

"No," Remus says cheerfully. "But that's okay. It'll be uh-" He turns a little, studying the dog happily trotting by his side. "It'll be great," he decides. Patton's not sure he believes them.

Ethel doesn't seem like she knows what to make of the car ride to the pet store. She keeps shoving her head into the front, drooling on Patton's shoulder. She refuses to sit down, even when they take turns and she falls into the seat. Remus goes slower than he usually does, and Patton knows it's for the dog's sake. It makes them feel a little warm and fuzzy, actually, knowing that Remus wants to make sure she's okay.

"Here we are, Ethel!" Remus declares as he slides into a parking spot. He rummages in his bag for a moment before peeling off a gold star sticker and sticking it on Patton's forehead. Patton blinks at them. "For being a good noodle," Remus tells him. Patton laughs. The grey fog of his mood has already begun to lift. He has a feeling Remus expects him to take the sticker off, but he keeps it on.

The sun is hot against the top of Patton's head when they step out of the car. Remus has Ethel's leash wrapped around his hand as she prances around him, trying to sniff every possible thing in sight.

"She's cute," Patton comments. Remus beams.

"She usually hates everyone," Remus says. "But she adores you! You're the puppy whisperer!"

"Am not," Patton says, cheeks fiercely red. Ethel licks his hand again, tail wagging so hard her butt wiggles. Remus snickers.

The dog washing room is empty for the time being, which seems to relieve Remus. Ethel isn't barking now, but she does keep sniffing absolutely everything. She looks mistrustfully at the few people in the store, but doesn't snap at them.

"Need shampoo for her," Remus murmurs, half under his breath. "Oh, this one looks nice," he says, snagging one off the shelf. "Here, check it." Patton's touched as he gingerly handles the bottle, scanning the list of ingredients.

"No aloe," he reports. Remus looks relieved. It's an allergy they share- although Remus always claims it's just that he's allergic to soap in general, much to his more fastidious twin's displeasure.

Remus has the proof of her rabies shot, as well as her other vaccinations, so he handles the interaction with the employee as Patton distracts Ethel from what's to come.

"Let's go," Remus says. Ethel gives a little whine at that, pulling a little at her leash, but she follows them, nonetheless. Remus coaxes her up into the basin, clipping her harness to the wall with the provided restraints. He studies the panel of buttons for a moment, before pressing 'start' and then 'rinse.' Cold water spurts out, over Ethel's fur, and she does a funny little twist, somehow pulling out of her harness completely and standing free in the tub while Remus and Patton blink, befuddled, at her.

"How did you do that?" Remus asks in wonder, grabbing her collar (which has managed to stay) and clipping her there instead. Ethel looks at him with wide doggy eyes, as if to say that she has no idea, either.

"I guess she doesn't like cold water," Patton says, with a little huff of a laugh. Ethel looks like she agrees.

"Sorry, sweetheart," Remus murmurs. "I'll get it warmed up for you." True to his word, he waits for the water to heat up before re-spraying her, and she seems to enjoy that a lot more. Remus decides to get closer and heaves himself up, sitting on the edge of the tub as he pours shampoo into her fur. Patton stands outside of it, reassuring Ethel in soft tones that she's such a good girl, she's doing so well, and she's going to be so pretty when her bath is done. It seems to help, although they're not sure how much. He just knows that she doesn't try to jump out anymore, even when Remus finishes rinsing the shampoo out and switches on the dryer hose. Her ears go back, and her panting increases, but she stays obediently still, only moving when Remus directs her.

"Can you hand me a towel from the basket they have?" Remus asks Patton, raising his voice to be heard over the low roar of the dryer. Patton nods, scurrying to the side and fetching a towel. Remus finishes by rubbing her fur down with the towel, until at least she's no longer dripping everywhere.

"Good girl," Remus says softly, voice thick with affection, as he scritches behind one of Ethel's ears. His jeans are soaking wet and covered in dog hair, but Patton thinks he looks beautiful. Even if he does smell a bit like wet dog.

"Let's get her a pup cup," Patton suggests. Remus grins.

"An excellent suggestion," he says, as he slips her harness back on. "And then the park she likes?" Patton nods. He feels a little tired, standing on his feet for so long without really moving, but the walk back out of the store reinvigorates him. The sun feels even hotter now, beating down on his shoulders, and Ethel seems to agree. She looks down at the parking lot like it's offended her, dragging Remus back to the car.

"Thank you for this," Patton mumbles, once the car is going again and the air conditioning is freezing his hands. Remus glances at him sideways, before a little smile pulls up the corners of his mouth.

"You're a great help," Remus tells him. "Ethel loves you."

"I barely did anything," Patton objects. "All I did was like...talk to her."

"And it helped," Remus insists as he pulls into line at the coffee shop. "You're great, Pattycake." He reaches over and ruffles Patton's hair. Ethel whines and shoves his hand with her nose. "Aww, are you jealous, baby?" Remus coos at her. "Are you jealous someone else is getting petted, not you?" Patton's face reddens and he turns a little to glance out the windshield as Remus laughs.

Remus shoves something ice cold and covered in whipped cream and caramel sauce into Patton's hands when they leave the window.

"There ya go," Remus says. "Extra shot of espresso in there." Ethel is already enthusiastically devouring her little cup of whipped cream.

"Thank you," Patton says, touched. "You didn't have to-"

"Of course I did," Remus says, flapping a hand dismissively. "Besides, I added two shots, it's the least I can do when you have to put up with my ass on caffeine."

"Oh no," Patton says, deadpan as he puts a hand up to his forehead. "Whatever shall I do? Ethel, Remus shall become a caffeine-fueled monster, worse than-than-" He flounders, searching for an appropriate horror monster to compare Remus to.

"Cthulhu!" Remus blurts out, licking whipped cream off his top lip. Ethel licks his ear. "She knows it's her real name!" Remus exclaims, perpetually hopeful.

"I uh, don't think that's it," Patton says, as he inputs directions to the park in his map app. Remus mock scowls at them.

The park is relatively deserted, and Ethel seems delighted by the expanse of green. There are several clusters of trees, and some picnic benches scattered around. Thin twigs crack under Patton's shoes. It smells like evergreens and fresh air. Patton's hand slips into Remus's as Ethel saunters ahead of them, eagerly sniffing at rocks and grass and the occasional fallen leaf.

"I love you, Pitterpat," Remus says, surprisingly quietly. Patton looks up at his partner, a soft smile crossing his face.

"Love you too, Remus," Patton says. He presses up on tiptoe to kiss Remus's cheek. Remus makes a little surprised noise, then turns, tugging Ethel back with one hand as the other slides around Patton's back and pulls them closer. His head bends and his mouth surges against Patton's, kissing him properly. Patton melts, arms twining around Remus's neck. He doesn't want to stop. Remus tastes like coffee and sunshine. This close, he smells like the dog shampoo and his deodorant and a little bit of sweat. Ethel shoves her way between them, breaking them apart and making Remus laugh.

"Jealous," he accuses fondly. Ethel pants up at them, tail wagging from side to side. 

"She's cute," Patton says, running his hand down her neck. Ethel leans into it. "I like her."

"I can't believe I've lost the love of my life to a dog," Remus playfully bemoans. "What the hell."

"At least when she bites me, I know it's because she's a dog," Patton informs them. "What's your excuse?" Remus gasps in fake horror, one hand splayed across their chest.

"It's my love language!" He exclaims. "You can't deny me my love language, Pitterpat, what do you take me for?"

"A wound-up pair of chattery teeth from a vending machine," Patton answers, and it makes Remus wheeze. Patton grins as Remus absolutely loses it in front of them, and Ethel sniffs at Patton's shoe.

"You're stuck with me," Remus informs them, still laughing. "Forever. You know that? Forever."

"Good," Patton says, almost prim. "That's what I wanted." 

Ethel licks his hand again.

[violetjedisylveon]

Shadowpeach Family AU rambles cause I'm in college now and can't draw as much.

The first thing Shadowpeach did after Chao-Xing hatched, aside from gushing over their adorable little cub, was make her unkillable. I'd say immortal but she still ages like a fairly normal celestial monkey for a while.

So Chao-Xing is mortal for like 1 day before that gets fixed and Shadowpeach doesn't have to live in fear of her dying, cause she can't now.

Happy immortal monkey family time!

Obviously Wukong and Macaque make a big deal about Chao-Xing's birth and everyone on Flower Fruit Mountain gets to see the new baby, they are extremely proud parents.

Ma is in this AU btw, she's albino and everyone's granny, always able to babysit for anyone.

Once Chao-Xing is old and strong enough to handle the journey, the monkeys go visit some of their buds in the celestial realm and show them their baby, and maybe get some more immortality stuff while they're there.

Chao-Xing is about a year and a half old and has learned that her clones can be used to trick people.

Nezha is the first person they go to, he and Wukong are bros here, and very eagerly show off the baby.

Chao-Xing gets left alone for two seconds, makes a clone to take her place and promptly crawls off to go explore the new bright cloud place she found herself in.

She gave several deities heart attacks because the last time a monkey was wondering around unsupervised, it was Sun Wukong and he was up to no good.

Chao-Xing doesn't intentionally cause any trouble, she's just exploring and climbing stuff she probably shouldn't.

She's a curious little monkey, what do you expect?

She wandered around a bit and stumbled into wherever Erlang Shen lives.

Luckily, he wasn't home, but his dog(Xiàotiān quǎn) was.

At this point in her life, Chao-Xing doesn't know about all the stuff that went down, she's too young to have wondered about it yet.

She just doesn't question why some of the immortal monkeys(ones with their names erased from the books of living and dead) have burn scars or old bald patches or cloudy eyes ect, and her ability to hear the past hasn't come in yet, so she doesn't know what Erlang did to Flower Fruit Mountain.

So she crawled into his house, saw a massive(to her) dog and her thought was "big puppy".

Cue very confused celestial doggo and a baby monkey cuddling him.

Wukong, Macaque and Nezha do eventually find her and are all very glad that she didn't cause the level of chaos her parents did. A bit confused that she's cuddling with Xiàotiān and why Xiàotiān is letting her cuddle, but mostly happy with the outcome.

After this Nezha makes them put Chao-Xing in one of those leash backpacks when they visit heaven.

I forgot to add this before posting: Chao-Xing and Xiàotiān are buds, cause Chao-Xing is a cute lil monkey and she gives Xiàotiān all the snacks

Shadowpeach Family AU Masterpost

[axewchao]

Thanks for the birthday wishes, frens.

I would've replied to them the moment I got them, but I was on vacation with my folks and the WiFi provided was... shitty, for lack of better word. To the point where all I could do both here and on dA was lurk.

There's another reason as to why I've been quiet here, and that's because I recently had to say goodbye to my dog.

I'll stick the full story under a readmore.

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I've been struggling with finding a way to say this without making it seem like I'm just... dumping it all on y'all. But it's not exactly something you can dance around, and it probably shouldn't be danced around.

And I didn't want to just pretend to be perfectly fine online, either. Even the idea of trying that just feels... wrong.

So... I will just say it.

I'm putting extra gaps here for emphasis that this is not pleasant talk. If you're uncomfortable with talk of lost pets, please scroll away/hit the back button/leave this post now. I'll add some squiggly lines to act as one last warning.

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I know I haven't mentioned her very much online, but Zira, my beloved poodle and dearest friend for the last 14 years... was put to sleep the day before my birthday.

It broke my heart, but it had to be done; she was old, she had health problems, and the vet said she wouldn't make it by the time I came home.

I wasn't even able to say goodbye to her. Unless a "be good, doggo." counts as I dropped her off for boarding about an hour before I was given the... news.

I was left unresponsive for the rest of the 8th and most of the 9th. It wasn't until my aunt (who previously owned one of Zira's littermates and lost him to similar circumstances a few years prior) took a moment to talk to me that I finally cracked, letting out everything I was bottling up. Had it not been for her reaching out, I probably would still be in a silent state even now, unable to do anything other than lie down and cry because Zira was gone and it felt as though no one else gave a shit beyond obligatory "I'm sorry"s.

I soon learned how wrong I was in that last regard, as I eventually talked about it with my mother who, much like her daughter, isn't one for crying regularly. To actually see her upset to the point of tears over Zira's fate despite almost never interacting with her... it... I'm not sure how to put it, but it was relieving to know that my mom really did care, both about how I felt and about Zira in the end.

Zira was... well, I didn't call her my "fuzzy baby child" for nothing. She meant everything to me, and to think that starting today, I'll be coming home without her there to greet me, to lie at the end of my couch while I sleep, curl up beside me while I draw, or even so much as hear those cute little snores she made while napping... it just hurts. More than I've ever felt in my life.

I can feel myself tearing up as I type, so... I guess I should finish this off. I'm home now, and have already visited the animal hospital to retrieve the collar and bandanna Zira was wearing, which the vet was kind enough to hold onto per my request. Alongside those were a card with Zira's paw print, and a picture of my girl.

I don't know when I'll start posting again, but I'll try not to take too long. And I'll continue to lurk and talk here and there, if only sparingly.

To those who read this to end, I thank you for for your time.

And to those who still have fuzzy (or scaly/feathery) baby children of their own... Cherish them. Give them as great a life as you can, and when the time comes for them to leave... Do what my aunt told me to do; hold onto the memories of them while they were alive. It still hurts, especially since I lost Zira so recently...

But my aunt's not wrong. Because after I cry over seeing Zira's stuff, I find myself remembering my fuzzy baby child fondly, and smile when I thought I no longer could.

[wellhalesbells]

15 Questions, 15 (or whatever) Tags

I was tagged by @kikiroo​ - thank you!!  *heart hug!*

1. Were you named after anybody?

Nope.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Um, I cannot stress enough that I cry at the drop of a hat in fictional situations (pretty much never in real life) so it was either Ted Lasso or reading The Celebrants by Steven Rowley, or it could’ve been The Emperor’s Bone Palace by Hailey Turner - I just finished that.  I can’t remember if I did or not, but I was so stressed out, I probably did, things went poorly for a bit there and I was a wreck.

3. Do you have kids?

I do not and have no plans to.  I’ve never wavered on that, I’ve always been very ‘who knows, could change,’ about it but so far: nah.  And I feel like if I had ever wavered, my sister having two pandemic babies and me being her entire village (I am the only relative who lives in the same state.  And the people who are best at babies do not live in the same country.) has nudged me more firmly towards: that’s really not for you, broh.  I love them to death but I am so glad I get breaks where I just get to be a selfish monster for seventy-two hours straight.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Neever.

5. What sports do you play/have you played?

I played soccer for maybe a few weeks in middle school and then I was like: this is just running, and running is so much worse than sitting, was everyone aware of that?  I’ll be on the bench if you need me. *throws up a peace sign*  Though I did just tell my sister that I would absolutely fucking kill at basketball against K-1st graders and I stand by that.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about someone?

Sense of humor.  Honestly, I don’t know if it’s an ace thing or not, but I can’t even describe people beyond: heightish and hairish until you interest me as a person, which is usually because you make me laugh.  It’s kind of embarrassing sometimes because I really do not notice, and sometimes I’ll be asked to describe someone I’ve been in the vicinity of for, like, two months and I’m like: I genuinely cannot tell you a single thing about this person, I’m so sorry.  I just don’t track details.  That’s why I try really hard with names.  I can’t tell you what they look like in any detail (do they wear glasses? Have freckles? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ), but I can tell you their name.  And sometimes that can feel like a superpower tbqh, because you know who people come to find out the new person’s name: moi.

7. Eye color?

Blue.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Oh scary movies, hands down.  They’re my favoritest things.  I regularly have them on as background noise.

9. Any special talents?

If I do have them, they’re a secret even to me.  I like to have that Kathleen Madigan mindset about it: “What if we’re all prodigies, but it’s just at something we’ve never tried yet? ... What if I sat down at a pottery wheel and made a cup and people were like: Holy Christ, lady, that is the most phenomenal cup ever made.”  It could happen!

10. Where were you born?

St. Pete, Florida.

11. What are your hobbies?

Writing, reading, tending to an imaginary beluga whale that lives in my nephew’s bathtub, creating to do lists over and over again that I have no intention of ever completing, and playing Pokemon Go.  There’s a girl at my work and we were the two nerds who were really into it, we would get together, do the fests and the raids and community days and such.  We have now converted half our workplace into either reactivating their accounts or creating them and there are now at least two more people who are just as - if not more - into it than we are.  (Like, they had to make a Pokemon Go policy because of us spreading it like a virus, lololol.)

12. Do you have any pets?

I have a doggo that I accidentally made obsessed with me and super introverted.  You know how they say owners start to resemble their dogs?  Nope.  I broke her and now we like to stay in, are wary of strangers, and essentially try to occupy the same space at all times - I blame COVID, honestly, we were both way more normal before that.  Or she was, anyway.  The good news is I can let her off leash ‘cause she’s going precisely zero places without me.

13. How tall are you?

5’

14. Favorite subject in school?

English in high school, Evolutionary Psychology in college.

15. Dream job?

I hate to say it but: I do not dream of labor.  Anything I’m passionate about doing, I would immediately tarnish by needing it to now be the source of my livelihood.  It would lose all its joy because I would put immense pressure on it.

Though if I could somehow make bank through sleeping? Yeah, that.

I don’t know who to tag because I feel like I’ve seen everyone do this on my dash so: um, whoever hasn’t done it yet and wants to - consider this me tagging you!

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

A random man is walking in the street. A stray dog sniffs him and the man kicks him in the face, right in front of skeleton. Reaction?

Undertale Sans - "not cool, dude, that poor doggo did nothing to you." The man shrugs and leaves. Sans doesn't run after him. He goes to the injured dog and gives him half of his sandwich to apologize to him. The dog licks his face and goes on his road.

Undertale Papyrus - He gasps. "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!" He's mad. He doesn't like when people hurt animals just because they can. He goes to the dog and gently pets him to make sure he is ok. He then carries him to a rescue. It's cold outside, he doesn't want the dog to stay outside by this temperature.

Underswap Sans - He gives the guy a fine for hitting the dog. He desserves it. He also takes the dog to his police car to give him to a rescue. Clearly, that poor baby is too nice to stay in the world full of mean humans.

Underswap Papyrus - He doesn't say anything, he's scared the guy might hit him, but he quickly runs to the dog once he's gone to make sure he is not hurt. And pet him. Again, and again. That's an hour now. Shit, he can't leave that baby here. He's taking the dog home, and if no one comes and gets him, he's keeping it.

Underfell Sans - He grabs the man soul and pushes him head first in the pond. Asshole. He gently pets the dog and let's it go after a while, happy he could help. The man is insulting him, trying to get out of the pond. Red pushes him in again before he leaves, just to hear him scream. He has a big smile now.

Underfell Papyrus - He works in a shelter and he is not ok with that behavior. He calls out the man in front of everyone and lectures him until he apologizes and leaves, hissed at by the unhappy crowd. He then takes the dog in the shelter where he's volonteer and makes sure to find him a good home in a day.

Horrortale Sans - He grabs the man by the collar and throws it on the ground, before his head comes really close from his. " d o n ' t." The man is terrified and runs away, peeing himself. Oak takes the dog home and adopts him. He has a big farm, one more pet is no problem.

Horrortale Papyrus - He kicks the man in the balls. "IT HURTS UH? WELL NOW YOU KNOW WHAT IT DOES, ASSHOLE." He leaves him whining on the ground to take the dog. He's adopting him right away, as he has lot of room for animals in his farm. Don't mess with Willow.

Swapfell Sans - He doesn't want to react at first, but this guy is becoming a softie and the dog whines broke his heart. He let him sleep in his garden for the night. Then in the kitchen. Then in the living room. But not on the couch! ... Ok, maybe on the couch but definitely not in the bed! When the dog sleeps in his bed he gives up and adopts him.

Swapfell Papyrus - He's angry. He grabs the man by the collar and screams at him for hurting the dog. Rus doesn't care about injured humans, but he hates when people hurt animals. He then takes the dog to a vet to make sure he is fine. If the dog doesn't have an owner, he's taking him home.

Fellswap Gold Sans - He couldn't care less and walks away, not even looking. He walks in a dog poop, slips and blocks his back. Karma, bitch.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - That's his moment. He runs in front of the dog and takes the hit in the face. The man is shocked, Coffee is hurts, but the little dog is fine. The man is sweating as all the people around are saying he just hit a monster in the face for no reason. Coffee walks away with the dog when they all start to scream at him. He sneaks the dog inside the house, hoping Wine doesn't find him.

[lovemesomesurveys]

What was the last thing you spent more than $20 on? A bill. A bit more than $20. Sigh, adulting. 

Give us a lyric from a song you’ve recently listend to: “He said Cashapp or Zelle, never mind scratch that I’m gonna send you a stack just cause you fine as hell. And I said, thank you, baby. Anything for my favorite lady.”

Do you wear actual designated ‘pajamas’ to bed? I am now; it’s a short gown. It’s blue and says, “Eat. Sleep. Coffee. Repeat.” Typically, I just wear t-shirt dresses or oversized tees to bed. 

When was the last time you were tempted to do something you’d later regret? Hmm. 

Have you ever had feelings for someone who was seeing someone else? Yes. 

Have you ever had feelings for your best friend’s significant other? I’ve never been interested In a friend’s significant other. 

What color is your hairbrush? It’s gray and green. I want a new brush. I really like the Wet Brushes. 

How many times did you ride in a car today? I had my medical transport service pick me up with the gurney to take me to and from my doctor appointment this morning. 

Who was the last non-relative to call you? Some spam call. 

Are you comfortable in your own skin? No. I feel like I get so itchy sometimes and it’s an itch I can’t scratch and I just want to rip my skin off. Like sometimes whatever I’m wearing I can’t stand to have on my body cause it feels like it’s just rubbing against me and wrapping around my neck. 

That probably sounds crazy.

What are your plans for tomorrow? I don’t have any plans outside of the normal stuff. 

Are you in a good mood right now? I’m okay. I think after a few weeks I may have found the special gummies for me to help with my anxiety, pain, mood, and appetite. I have a few different ones; certain ones for certain things. I was trying to figure out what dosage was right for me and how each made me feel. I think I finally have found them. Game. Changer. 

When was the last time you had an ice cream cone? Uhhh. I have no idea, honestly. 

Did you eat breakfast this morning? Yep. I switched it up from my normal Cream of Wheat and had over-easy eggs, beans, cilantro and onions, guacamole, crema, and cotija cheese sprinkled all over. It was sooo good. 

Have you ever been in a cemetery at midnight? No.

Do you live on your own? If not, who do you live with? No, I live with my parents, my brother, and our doggo. 

How old are your siblings, if you have any? 23 and 39. 

Can you tie a cherry stem in a knot with your tongue? No.

Have you ever used your cell phone as a lightsource in the dark? Yeah, many times. 

Is your birthday in less than 6 months? Yep, my birthday is next month. 

How old will you be in 3 years? I’ll be 36. 

Do you remember who you were dating in August 2007? Yep, no one.

Why did you cry the last time you did? Mehhh, life. 

Where are your parents right now? My dad is asleep and my mom is at the gym. 

Would you rather be able to fly or breathe under water? Fly.

Have you ever had a crush on a sibling’s friend? No.

Do you know where your calcaneus bone is located? I don’t remember.

Have you donated blood in the last 2 years? I’ve never donated blood. I have severe anemia. 

What was the last free t-shirt you received from? Uhhh. I have no idea. 

Have you kissed your 10th contact in your phone? I’m not checking, but I can bet I haven’t. 

When did you go to bed last night? I think it was a little after 11PM. 

Is there anything you are looking forward to at the moment? No.

Who was the last person to piss you off? Blehh.

Are you a Scorpio? Nope. Are you an Atheist? I am not.

Are you Asian? I have some Filipino. 

Are you blonde? No.

Are you taller than 6'0"? Haaaa, no. I’m like 5′3. 

Are you fluent in another language? No, I wish I were fluent in Spanish.

Are you in the military? No.

Are you female? I am.

Are you single? Very much so. 

Are you a parent? No.

Are you an artist? No, I wish. 

Are you a musician? No. I sadly have zero talent. 

Are you an athlete? Nope, another field I suck at. I’m not athletic at all. 

Do you like winter? I love winter. The holidays, the weather, the scents, the colors, the decor, the coziness, the treats.... I love it all. 

Who did you spend last New Year’s with? My mom and my aunt. 

Did you do anything special for St.Patrick’s Day? No. I got into the whole ‘wear green’ thing as a kid growing up. I’ve had a few green beers. And my mom has made corned beef and cabbage every year for my dad cause he loves it. I personally don’t care for it.

Did you have a Valentine last time Valentine’s Day came around? No. I’ve never had one. 

What is your relationship with the last person to comment you? Comment me where?

Who was the last person to sit on your bed? My mom. 

Do you have a favorite flower? Not really. They’re all beautiful. 

What is the best gift someone can give you? What I really want isn’t something that can be bought or is even tangible. 

Was your last kiss a mistake? No. 

Would you rather be stuck on a desert island with your ex or a python? Oh hell nah, I’ll take the python! lol kiddinggg, I’d take the ex. There’s really no hard feelings there, it’d just be awkward as fuck. I’m terrified of pythons, so that’s a definite N-O.

Do you kiss on the first date? If it feels right. 

Would you rather visit Norway or BrazilI? I’d love to visit both. 

Name three objects within your reach? My Starbucks energy drink, my phone, and a notebook. 

What jewelry are you wearing? I have a ring on.  

Would you get a shamrock tattooed to your forehead for $5000? Uh, absolutely not. 

What do you smell right now? The cream of wheat my mom is making me. 

Are you very flexible? I’m not flexible at all. 

Where was your display pic taken? It was taken when Alex was at the Met Gala this year.

Do you like Chinese food? Sure. 

Where was the last place you went that was more than an hour away? Why were you going there? To the beach early last year for my dad’s birthday trip. 

If your best friend asked you to marry them what would you say? I don’t have a best friend. Or friends. 

Are you under the influence of anything at the moment? I’ve had an edible and a pain med.

Would you consider yourself open-minded? Yes.

Who was the last person to tell you you looked nice? I have no idea. I haven’t looked nice in a very long time.

Have you ever been to a nude beach? No, and I have no interest in going to one. 

What time is it? 11:33AM.

What are you going to go do now? Watch some YouTube, eat breakfast, scroll through Tumblr. I may do another survey at some point.

[chinahatbeach]

Thoughts for Today

Good evening! I changed it up today. I normally get up and put down my thoughts but today, I had stuff to do and daylight burning.

I had to fax my timesheet for one job, so out the door I went. I then went to Winco to get assorted ingredients for homemade dog food and assorted items that are on sale and a better price. Then off to JoAnn’s fabrics which is near Winco. I needed a couple of small items but got sidetracked by fabric. I found more ‘chicken’ fabric.

Got home to mixing up the dog food and baking 10 loaf pans of dog food along with baking chicken hearts. While they baked, I cleaned the chicken yard and installed a new bird home for the birdies to build their nests and have babies. I have five homes for the birds to build nests and have babies. Makes me happy.

During the time I worked on cleaning the chicken yard, the neighbor lady wanted to talk to me. She was crying (really was crying) about how her water had been used when the construction guys put my fence in a couple of months ago. They left it running…. and she was very upset. I tried to calm her down, I called the construction dude and asked him to fix the problem. This is the neighbor who has MS and isn’t well.

Well, I made calls and came back to work on the chicken yard and she wanted to talk to me. She cried and cried and was so upset. She has no hope or life, she can’t sleep and is depressed and has horrible anxiety, and her doctor said that it’s hard to get Adderall for her as there is a national shortage. She is a mess and needs help. I stood there and shared that she really needs to trust in God and put her faith in Him. He is our hope and healer. He is our everything. She has nothing to lose, everything to gain.

She can’t use her shower as it’s falling into the floor. She has enough money to survive and no money to fix the numerous house problems. I helped her before but it was never enough. I can only pray for her. She has excuses why she can’t do for herself. She wants someone to run her life.

And people wonder why I can’t ‘people’ some days. I find so many folks like my neighbor. They suck the life out of you. The saying, “you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make them drink,” comes to mind. I really enjoy my time by myself. I could live a solitary life with no problem. My ‘people’ skills have been worn down and I find I need more and more alone time.

I find more and more people I come into contact with that are not able to do simple life skills. We have a weak people……… fast food equals not taking the time to make real, homemade food. People who do not want to think for themselves and have someone do everything for them. People who couldn’t survive for long in a major catastrophe.

YouTube can give you a wealth of things that make you go, “I can do it.” I’ve found videos on how to make stuff via my sewing machine. I’ve never considered making stuff. I passed Home Ec but the sewing section was not my favorite part of it. I decided to try my hand at it during the plandemic and I find I can do stuff. The other day, I made something that didn’t turn out and thought of giving up. But, I told myself, “self, shut the heck up and do it over”. I did and succeeded. NEVER give up!

Well, I came home from evening work, dished up all those 10 loaf pans to freeze up and have food for my doggos. Dished up my meatloaves (2) for the freezer, and figured I better type out my thoughts.

Here’s a question for ya… have you ever tried a new craft or something else and just gave up? Did you say, “Oh heck no, I’ll try it once again!” Well, never give up. My neighbor lady has given up in so many areas of her life. If only she would turn around and try once again. And maybe let God take charge……. give it into His hands and pray. Praying heals the heart and soul, helps others, and God is always there for each and every one of us.

And that’s the way it is………..

[starkerhowlter]

I posted 6,017 times in 2022

That's 5,000 more posts than 2021!

79 posts created (1%)

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Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 215 of my posts in 2022

#shut up nika - 86 posts

#starker - 74 posts

#tony x peter - 63 posts

#nika writes - 46 posts

#ask nika - 32 posts

#nff - 11 posts

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#anonymous - 7 posts

Longest Tag: 99 characters

#chris *looking at all the doggos*: you're buster and you're buster and you're buster and you're....

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

ooooh 35 pls for the thread starter kink thing 😳😆

Absolutely! This one got away from me!! Thanks for the ask @sinditia

Title: Bathroom Floor

Ship: Starker

Rating: E

Contains: d/s notes, choking, public sex, toys, dirty talk

Words: 970

Summary: "I don't know why we couldn't have got to your car, Tony. Like, we already paid, we finished eating..." "Because, Peter, I couldn't wait that long. I have wanted to ruin you all day since we got here and now I can."

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        "I don't know why we couldn't have got to your car, Tony. Like, we already paid, we finished eating..."

        "Because, Peter, I couldn't wait that long. I have wanted to ruin you all day since we got here and now I can." The older growls and pushes Peter against the wall, kissing him messily.

        "Anyone can see us..." Peter tries, "I don't wanna get caught, I come here too often for us to get caught. They might never let us back in."

        "And if they don't? We'll find a new place. And I'll fuck you in the bathroom of that place too." Peter gasps in reply to the man kissing down his neck.

Despite Peter's protest they end up on the floor, Peter on his hands and knees and gasping for Tony. "Is this okay?"

        "Fuck, yes!!!" He gasps, glitter on his cheeks sparkling under the shitty lighting in the bathroom of the upscale restaurant. Tony pulls his velvet red shorts down, taking his lacey undergarments with them, and pushes his shirt up his back. He glances back at the door, making sure that it is just as locked as he left it.

        “That’s good. Now spread your cheeks for me.” Tony growls, leaning back and unbuttoning his suit pants. Peter gasps as he follows directions, revealing the red and gold plug sitting perfectly in his ass. "Shit, baby, it looks just as good as when I put it there this morning. Are you still as loose and full of my cum as you were earlier?"

        "Yes, sir."

        "Let's add more, shall we?" Tony smirks, pulling the plug out before Peter can even cry out. He revels in the absolute mewl the younger finally chokes out, as he pulls a packet of lube out of his suit pocket. Tearing the corner open and spreading it over his cock. He smirks at Peter, catching the boy's eye as he looks back, sucking his lip at the sight of his boyfriend stroking his cock to full hardness. He drops his hands from behind him, pushing his face off the ground.

        "Did I tell you to move your hands, baby?"

        "I didn't want my face on the ground."

        "That's fair." Tony raises up, laying his body over Peter's back, his hand intertwining with the boy's as he slides in the tip. "Fuck how are you still loose from earlier?"

        "I don't, fuck, I don't know Tones. Just am." He whimpers, pushing back and taking more of the older. "Fuck, I need more."

        "More?" Tony growls and kisses the boy's neck. "I should make you wait. I should pull out and make you lay on the floor presenting all night. I could unlock the door and let everyone else come in and see you. Or, I could take a photo and make it my phone background, everyone will see it and wonder who that pretty boy is. And you know what I'll say?" Tony pauses his hips, "Can you guess baby?"

        "M-mm... mm-mm." He shakes his head, a soft moan passing his lips.

        "No? Well, sweetheart, I would look at them and say, oh. That's mine." Tony growls, pushing in the rest of the way as he finishes the statement. Peter mewls meeting the man's thrusts halfway, punctuating each of Tony's statements with a mew. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? To be a showboy for my associates? Your pretty ass on display for the whole world?"

        "Fuck, T..."

        "Are you seriously close already? Pathetic little baby. Spreading yourself out for your Sir and that's all it takes? Is that all I am to you? A cock and mouth? Need me to keep you on edge?"

        "Yes! Fuck!" He gasps, whining when Tony gives a particularly hard thrust, pushing against Peter's prostate repeatedly.

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#4

Today on fools of AO3... This is a friendly reminder my fics are FICTIONAL about fictional characters in a fictional world.

To this commenter: Honey, if you read the fic you'd know his daughter doesnt exist in this universe and Tony is very much alive and well. If Tony Stark were real he'd be known exclusively for... I think the word you liked was Tomfoolery? also, just in case you werent aware, tony stark is a fictional character, just like this fic. 🙂

Also, Deskwarmer of all fics? Cmon! Some of my other fics have much more tomfoolery! You should try reading those too and get back to me on if those are more his personality 😉

64 notes - Posted June 22, 2022

#3

Sugar Baby Starker

Peter Parker is Tony Stark's newest baby and everyone can tell there's something different about him. Instead of waiting a few months for their relationship to get off the ground, Tony is spoiling Peter with the most lavish treasures possible. But I guess Peter has to live up to his title:

"Tesoro"

(shout out to @cozysafechaotic and @khalixascorner for their help in color choice!)

84 notes - Posted September 5, 2022

#2

DeskWarmer

Ship: Starker Rating: Nc-17 (E) Contains: Cockwarming, Technical exhibitionism, Casual use of toys, namecalling, daddy kink, begging, crying Words: 1739 Summary: "Alright, baby, but I have to get back to work so I can't give you my full attention. You'll have to be like a little rent-a-slut at my desk and keep me company."

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Dedicated to @endgame-ironspider who sent to the Super Starkers Discord "cockwarming cockwarming cockwARMING COCKWARMING" at like 3 am one April night. This is the result. Hope you love it! unbeta'd, any mistakes are my own

The keys jingle in the front door when Peter turns the lock. The sound of the Scantron machine echoes in his head, the repetitive biting of the machine everywhere there's a missed answer. He gently places his backpack down on the bench in the foyer and walks upstairs. The smell of Tony's cologne lingers in the air mixed with the other smells ranging from cigarettes to gunpowder. Peter's head hurts. The stimulus from the world around him is too much, he needs his one solace -- he needs Tony.

He opens the door to their shared bedroom suite and fights the urge to collapse on the bed and wrap the duvets around himself. The older's t-shirt and jeans still lay on the floor next to the bed, a single remaining symbol of the nights before. He longs for that again. The solace that's found in the man's smell and warmth, the feeling of fullness that only he can provide. Peter's trance is broken, however, when he hears Tony's voice travelling from somewhere else in the house. He sounds stressed, anxious, and as though he's also longing for Peter. The younger's eyes flutter shut briefly, muscles threatening to give out at any moment. Instead of indulging his body's cries, he elects to open the drawer on the black chest of drawers underneath the mounted TV. Inside is most of the clothes Tony has selected for him when he feels like this. Soft silks, fluffy sweaters, worn through band tees that have been washed one too many times. He finds a black oversize t-shirt that hangs loose on Tony as well and lays it on the bed. The red flecks of a long-gone logo stare back at him as he strips off his t-shirt and jeans from school and changes into the shirt, not bothering to find a pair of pants before leaving the room.

Peter pads down the hallway, pausing momentarily at the foot of the staircase, nodding at Sam and Bucky guarding the door. The two nod back, permitting him upstairs. Not like their approval would have mattered either way. He hears the sound again, Tony's exasperated laugh coming from behind the large Macassar door. Peter decides it's unnecessary to knock and opens the door slowly. Tony is deep in conversation, brow furrowed at the two people sitting opposite his desk. He recognizes one instantly, Natasha Romanoff with her sub sat at her feet. The other, however, is a complete stranger.

Without a word, Tony glances at the boy and makes a slight come hither movement with his fingers which draws Peter in before he can think twice. He continues listening to the two people, as his young boyfriend sits on his lap and nuzzles into his neck, sighing with relief at the sudden dulling of his senses.

"What do you mean you can't do anything about it?!" Tony asks, ringed hand rising to wrap around the boy's hips, raising the shirt slightly and giving the two people opposite of him a view of the flower tattoo on Peter's thigh.

"I'm sorry, sir. We've tried everything," The unknown man speaks, trying desperately to not show his anxiety.

"Well, Mr Barton, I think we're done here. I advise you to leave before I lose my temper. Send Barnes in." Tony dismisses him with a wave of his left hand, sending the blonde man scurrying out of the room. He continues his conversation with Natasha as he slips his right hand underneath the shirt, fingers playing with the edge of the lace underwear Peter had selected last minute.

"Sir, I--" Natasha begins but stops when Tony raises his left hand and dismisses her.

As soon as she's standing, he turns his attention to the young boy on his lap. "Hi, baby boy. How was your day?"

"It was awful," Peter sighs, dropping his head back down onto the man's shoulder, "There was so much going on and so much to do, I was overwhelmed all day and there were so many sounds and stimuli and..."

"Shhhhh," Tony soothes, running his fingers under the hip band of the lacey panties, "You're away from there now. Would you like to relax? I know you've been missing being full all day."

"No, I haven't," Peter confesses, shifting his hips.

"No?" The man squints slightly, running his hand lower down, moving the undergarment out of the way and poking where the boy's hole should be. Instead of the feeling of skin against his fingertips, he feels the end of a smooth metal object. "Aww, baby, what's this?" Tony wraps his fingers around the end, pulling at it slightly, revelling in the wrecked sound that leaves Peter's mouth, hot breath against his ear.

"W-wanted to try it as stress relief while I was testing. Hoping that maybe it would trick my brain into thinking I was here with you? I even wore your favourite panties and polo to class, hoping it would work.

"And did it?"

"No. It just made me more desperate," Peter confesses, grinding down against the plug and whimpering pathetically.

"Want me to fix that?" Tony asks, removing his hand and unzipping his jeans.

"Please, daddy," Peter begs, whimpering and pressing kisses to the older's jaw. The man smiles, feeling merciful today. He touches the rim of the toy, pulling gently, revelling in the soft noise it makes when it fully is removed. He runs his free hand's fingers through Peter's hair as he opens the desk drawer and removes a small bottle of lube.

"You sure you want this, sweetheart? You know it won't be private. I need you to be okay with it. We can go downstairs if you aren't."

"It's okay, please just... I need it, Daddy, please. I have waited all day." Usually, it takes a lot to make Peter cry this early into sex, but currently, the tears streaming down his cheeks tell another story. "Please," he begs, shallow stuttering breaths ghosting Tony's neck.

"Alright, alright." He purrs, popping the cap of the tube and coating a few fingers. "Thank your lucky stars I'm feeling merciful today, baby boy." Peter whimpers desperately, and wriggles licking and biting at the column of Tony's neck, teeth touching just above the layered necklaces. "Fuck, sweetheart, you can't just decide to do that," Tony murmurs, moving his chin to see his hands. He spreads the lube over a few fingers and presses one to the boy's ass. "Ready sweetheart?"

"Fuck, yes. Please! You can do more than one, I'm stretched! I promise I can take it, Daddy, please just do it!" He presses down, trying to force the man's fingers inside and gasps out a whine when two fingers enter him.

"What a good boy you are," Tony purrs, pressing the third finger in alongside the other two. He begins spreading his fingers gently, revelling in the noises his boyfriend is letting escape.

"Oh, fuuuuuuuuuck," Peter moans, eyes pinched shut and head resting on Tony's shoulder. "More. Please," The younger whimpers a few minutes later, "Please, give me more, daddy I need it."

"Alright, baby, but I have to get back to work so I can't give you my full attention. You'll have to be like a little rent-a-slut at my desk and keep me company," Tony growls in the boy's ear, watching the notifications pop up on his starkpad. He's caught off guard by the punched-out sound the boy releases. "What was that baby? Do you like the idea of that? Wanna be my little toy and keep Daddy's cock warm while he works?"

The softest sound in the room feels like the loudest to Peter's ears as the zipper on tony's black chinos moves over each tooth. The man moves the boy's panties aside and presses the tip of his dick against Peter's stretched hole. Peter gasps, head lolling back as he sinks down onto his boyfriend. The younger fingers grasp at the back of Tony's leather jacket, whimpering under his breath at the feeling of fullness he's craved all day.

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112 notes - Posted June 9, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Would people be interested in this fic?

Peter having a purity ring and taking it off to hook up with tony in secret and put it back after.But the idea of one day Tony taking it after a particularly spicy scene and putting it on his keyring as a trophy. Cuz peter would be shocked at him taking the band. And tony would be like "I think I earned it"

124 notes - Posted August 31, 2022

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[klinefelterrible]

James: Reggie you are such a dork

Regulus:

Regulus: why would you call me “Reggie”?

James: why didn’t you say that you love me back?

Regulus: okay Jamie I love you back

James: do I look like a Jamie?

Regulus: do I look like a Reggie?

James: yeah kind of

Regulus, looking in the mirror: No I fucking do not

James: dark reggie

Regulus: dumb jamie

Sirius: woof

Narcissa: yeah this band needed a doggo

Sirius: bark

Narcissa: did you just say “bark”?

Sirius: maybe

James: Regulus Arcturus Black, or as I call him…

Regulus: huh?

James: Reggie Archie Blackie

Regulus: alright, alright, stop it

Regulus: I love you

Sirius: dumbass

Regulus: yeah, dumbass

Narcissa: anyway nice meeting you, James, and welcome to the family

Sirius: He’s practicality living her for three months

Narcissa: yeah but he wasn’t welcomed properly by a lady of the house

Regulus: Bellatrix spat on him

Narcissa: did she?

Sirius: I slapped her

Narcissa: good job, good job

James: thank you

Narcissa: baby, I was talking to literally everyone else in this room

Regulus: what are you doing in my room anyway

Narcissa: you invited me for a game of cards

Sirius: no we didn’t

Narcissa: yes you did

Regulus: no we didn’t

Narcissa: James?

James: yes?

Narcissa: at least one of you is a gentleman

James: it was nice meeting you, Narcissa

Sirius: was it?

James: she’s a very nice young lady

Regulus: she is?

James: yes she is

Narcissa: :3

Sirius: oh come on

James: I love you.

Regulus: thank you.

James: ...wasn't exactly the answer I was looking for.

Regulus: thank you very much.

[pilotheather]

ok ep 1

the way i was like... unsure if gallifrey was dead or not.

his theme is insane btw. like what is with that. its so good

LETS DO A SILLY ONE A RANDOM ONE HE SAYS

idgaf btw i said that right

idgaf

i mean i think actually my same issues as before still stand i kind of wish there were just more quiet moments in between thats what my issue was before with the other rtd specials like i LIKE how slow the original rtds were

him-

sorry? did she make a star trek re

I WILL SAY. WHENEVER THERES A SOFT RESET THE FUCKING INSANE FUCKING EXPOSITION DROPS EVERY 2 SECONDS KINDA KILL ME.

ok b ack to my point about the speed the pacing genuinely takes me out of it sometimes like help me like the dialogue isnt bad their performances arent either its all good but like ruby has had like several insane WOWWWWWWWWWW moments in 10 minutes with the tardis, with the going back in time, with the seeing the planet- CAN YOU . SLOW DOWN. LIKE DO ONE EPIC THING. BREATHEEEEE. the time in between HELPS man and the score thats just CONSTANT it feels so... im never a fan of it it feels so inorganic

i dont have a job either made me laugh a little sorry

im crying the dorky fucking exposition again ruby. i can do this look. (conects her phone). its so silly

I LOVE HIS FUCKING PERFROAMCNE THOUGH, PLEAAASEE NCUTI IM OBSSESSED

what the fuck is occurring

this is so goofy

this cornball shit

rtd is so funny for doubling down so hard on timeless children.

DOGGO?

THE FUCKING BABIES ARE GENUINELY STARTING TO GIVE ME THE HEEBIE JEEBIES

WHY DID HE DOTRHAT

NAN-E YOU;RE SUCHHH A GOOFBALL

SPACE BABIES

god we need a game do shots for all the cliche expositiony bits

THEYRE EVEN EXPOSITIONING RUBY IF YOU DIDNT FUCKING CATHCH THE CHRISTMAS SPECIALSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

YAPPINGGGGG

their fucking trekky outfits

the accountant is kind of a slay

that is an insane abortion line

girlie thats insane.

you dont know. 🤔

eric you fucking mad man

I KNOW JOCELYN IS CUSSING DOWN THIS FUCKING KID ALL THE TIMEEEEE LIKE FUCKKK

THEY KILLED THAT FUCKING BABY?

oh they could have killed that baby

are we sure jocelyn is not trying to fucking kill them

the censoring bit is actually funny as fuck i wont even lie

again with the fucking music can someone HELP ME WE DONT NEED THE FUCKING FANFARE AFTER EVERY SINGLE FUCKING INSTANCE IT JUST DOESNT FEEL. RIGHT. SHUT UP . CAN WE ENJOY THE SCENES PLEASE

ewwwwwww

ITS SNOT its not

i kind of love her drama shes silly

RUBNY SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAAAYYYY I LIKE THAT I SHANT LIE

jocelyn is the real one i'd kill that thing with hammers i tell you that thing for free

his insane trauma youre watching a thing of snot deteriorate

JOCELYN IS LIKE NOT LISTENINGGGGG SHE PUT THAT PHONE DOWN SHE WAS LIKE IDGAF DIE

i thought this was like all building up to a sugarbabes thing i wont lie

ARE THEY JSUT GOING TO FUCKING KEEP IT IN THERE

GOD I FORGOT HOW FUCKING DUMB AS SHIT RTD WAS

WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH ERIC LIKE SOMETHING ABOUT HIS FACE IM SORRY IF THATS LIKE HSI REAL BABY FACE BUT HH

he's so funny

the gorgeous paradox looming above us all does anyone wanna go rewatch fathers day with me

IN THEIR KITCHEN?

[luthien-under-bough]

Morning Daemyra I will embrace ;) I think it all makes sense the W notes, Viz/Alcunt exodus, I see it all. I'm glad they get a happy ending. Next, puppies (are they doggos?) and babies!! Maybe not too soon, but let's grow the family. They prolly need to restore DS first, or mostly? I was thinking about the proposal. And I agree it should be his mums ring is perfect. But I also think maybe he found the perfect piece of glass one day exploring his home, and kept it. And he presents it to her. When she's confused he reminds her what he told her about the ancient marriages (Daemon why did you tell her about that in the first place?) And she starts to get what he's saying. He wants to be bound to her. They burn together. And asks her if she will marry him

Ao ynoma dīnilūks? (Will you marry me?)

Of course he gives her his mom's ring as the ring for her to wear. But we have to add in the glass. He told her about it so long ago, not knowing why. He found the piece and kept it. A part of him always knew :D

Definitely dogs in my mind - in another fic I made Syrax a golden retriever and Caraxes a red hound.

Babies down the road - I'd think they'd like to have some time just the two of them first. And yes - finish restoring Dstone to make it safe for little ones.

A part of him always knew. 🥲 I love that. Mum's ring + a custom ring made just for her.

[halt-kun]

Hunter x Hunter Chapter 203 - Gyro

Well it seems I liiiiiiied

SELF CARE KING

he’s actually intimidating Killua to not attack with his self care

“NOOOOO, not actual healthy habits, we only want brutal training for Biscuit with no care to our actual well being”

Gon probably

GYRO ? WAIT NOW ?

OOOF, let’s wait a few years my guys

nice panel though

SAYS THE PUNK

Oh noooo baby

don’t cry

well too bad

he cried

hug him

Toxic masculinity in an otherwise very fine man, you can tell by how the dogs treat him

Knuckle is not good at diverting the attention away from his tears

Oh no, he was just trying to get back on track

when lost in tears just switch the subject

DARE WHAT ?

to cry ? to call for a hit ? to shout ? to say you’re weak ?

probably the latter, Gon’s a nice boy, he wouldn’t be offended by tear

screams maybe ?

Ask to be hit ? He would voluntarily oblige, because he’s a good boy

Oh noooo

it induced a bad memory

traumatic memories coming back

Let’s HIT HIM !

Worst person to ask to hit you

Hehehehe, that’s a lot isn’t it ?

Ko will be enough but where will he hit indeed !

probably a nice bet for the stomach, Gon’s nice, he’d hit where you are using Ko anyway

RIP

The stomach it was

Killua is the best hahaha

Because they don’t want warifus, they want something beyond that

Nice Gon again

Knuckle is a true biologist, new species are interesting, especially if they’re capable of interacting with us, just blindly choosing to exterminate them before trying to convince them there is a pacific way isn’t very humane, it’s on brand for humans though I wouldn’t lump all of us in the same bag

Knuckle = best crying doggo boi

a huge softie who wants to help

OH YES GYRO

well, it’s the final page so I guess next chapter is backstory time

it’s still one of the weirdest the 2011 anime did

like why just forget to mention he was alive, even if there’s no pay off, it’s still nice and would help people that follow up with the manga later on.

Well probably the last one for today !