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chokkito · 5 months ago

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My friend. May I know more of Myo? <- is thinking of adding her to my already too long draft post of the Alnst OCs in Fear and Hunger Termina AU (I can give you Flor's moonschored form :])

OH MY GOD YEYEYEYEYEEYEYEYEYEYE!!!!!!!!!!!! EHEHEEHEHE FUNGER AU! FUNGER AU!!! U cant see it but im kicking my feet and giggling rn..........AND PLEASE GIVE ME FLOR'S MOONSCHORED FORM!!!!@<%^_^ I LOVE MOONSCHORED FORMS OF OCS!!!!!

BUT OK, MYO TIME!!!! IT MIGHT SOUND CONFUSING BECAUSE I WILL BE RAMBLING BUTTTTT I'LL TRY TO MAKE IT ALL UNDERSTANDABLE

Myo's name come from Myosotis, aka forget-me-not flower, it has a lot of meanings, but the one that i think it has mostly to do with Myo is this one:

"It is a testament to your relationships and promises the other person that you will never forget them in your thoughts." (Trust me, it will become important later)

Her owner is an octopus-like alien called Quornix, i haven't decided yet what her owner is but they have money and influence. She was "adopted" when she was around 1-2 year old, and she was given to her current owner as a gift from another alien, who was a close friend of Quornix - when they adopted her, they didn't plan for her to actually participate in Alien Stage, but this previous friend of them convinced Quornix to do so.

Before she was "adopted" by Quornix, she didn't live just with her previous owner, but actually lived with her actual father - like, THE HUMAN ONE. Since he was a pet of this previous alien, despite living with them for a small period of time, Myo never forgot about her dad - which made their separation even worse. I can totally imagine that in the first years till she was around 10, Myo had a really hard time grasping into the fact she would never see her father again..........And the worst part was that they weren't able to say goodbye to each other, as, when she was given to Quornix, her father was participating in Alien Stage, so he only knew of her departure when he came back.

I imagine that one of Myo's main traits are how reckless she is - she does not think about the future and prefers to just do things she wants without thinking about it, as she feels as if things could easily be taken away from her without her even noticing, so she wants to cheer these things up as much as possible before the end finally comes. A bit pessimistic? Yeah, but she hides it behind a charming personality and some small jokes here and there.

^ Alongside that, she is someone who gets attached to people EASILYYYYYY, like, if someone is slightly nice to her, she will already see this person as a friend and defend them with all her heart. If she loves something, she will continue loving it with all her heart, and if she hates something, she will hate it with a burning passion.

She is not a mean person, but at the same time, she is scared when things don't go her way, and she absolute HATES not knowing information or having things hidden from her, as she feels if she doesn't know everything, then she will get stabbed in the back. That's why she absolutes loves gossip, because it's an easy way to grab information without putting a lot of effort into it. She knows that, as a pet, she does not have a lot of power nor will any alien trust her with information, so she has to get it in different ways.

Because of learning how to hear without saying anything, she also is great at making people like her, which makes her personality be seen as even more charming - she knows what and when to say things, and this makes her normally go under the radar. She isn't someone who hates attention, but the idea of being the "main attraction" of something big such as Alien Stage scares her.

Her relationship with her owner is....Weird. It's hard to explain - she has actually two "owners" per say, Quornix (whom i mentioned before and whom she was given to) and Zyloxia. They are aliens who live together and who kinda "co-owned" her. She doesn't hate them, but at the same time, she can't find a way to like them - Zyloxia is a lot more berable in her opinion, but staying near Quornix makes her sick, especially due to the memories of how scared she was when they came to get her. As for the way they treat her, they treat her mostly fine - she is their only "pet", so they gave her all the attention she needed, but they also had the problem of expecting her to act according to what they wanted for her - they wanted a pet who was exceptional, and Myo just wanted to be normal.

Sooo remember when i mentioned her father up there? Well guess what. They. Compete together!!!! When she goes to Alien Stage, they actually put her agaisnt him - of course, she remembers him, but he can't recognize her, mostly because of how depressed he is. Stuff happens, Myo has a breakdown and cries a lot, and ends up losing, being finally hugged by her dad in her last moments as he finally recognizes her, it's. Pretty sad.

But ayy!!! At least i made her stage outfit, so look how cute she is!!!

They took out her curls...Sniffs................But yea theres also more flower symbolism in it *points* 🫵 look at the forget-me-not flowers there

But yea, thats what i can remember!!! Thank u for asking me about her ueeeueeee, and if this rambling sounds confusing sorry its 1am here...............

And also hwve her dad because hes very important to me too <3

(Stupid old man!!! Ignore he doesnt have his beard in the second photo.....)

#🤡 rambles #🤡 ocs #kellie :]#🤡 alien stage #alien stage oc

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oc-menagerie-archived · 2 years ago

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OOC: All Available Muses on the Blog!

Series Based:

Digimon:

Christina Terrwyn (Energetic and full of confidence, Christina is constantly trying to look like the cool kid. She discovered the digital world after a digivice appeared before her at a sports camp. She is optimistic and tends to act a bit recklessly, but will never put anyone else in harm’s way.)

Record of Ragnarok:

Bau (Bau is the Sumerian/Mesopotamian Goddess of Dogs, healing and life. She acts as a medic for the Ragnarok fights, healing god or human as she doesn’t have a side she is on. She just enjoys watching the fights and seeing the strength and endurance of both gods and humans.

Her seven dogs are absolutely loyal to her and in a battle are focused and well trained. But outside of battle, they are just typical goofy dogs, very affectionate with their owner but also affectionate to just about anyone that seems friendly.)

One Piece:

Kyoko Iro (Kyoko is a Geisha who was trying to become an Oiran in Wano when a rival Geisha sent assassins after her in order for her to become Oiran instead. Kyoko had to flee home and was left scared and unsure of people. Though the way she fled, she ended up captured before being released who knows where.)

Xia Malificia (A flirtatious, trouble making pirate who ate the fox zoan fruit. Her favorite thing to do is charm unsuspecting pirates or marines and robbing them blind. Also has many AUs including a Mirror Maiden Genshin Impact AU!)

Fate Series:

Emilia Clarimond (A Fate Master OC who is clever, out going, and sometimes snarky. Her magic is based on the stars, creating light barriers with a constellation pattern and shooting energy. Also has a Fairy Tail verse!)

Final Fantasy 14:

Josephina Adrahgan(A Miqo’te from a family of nobles. After her family tried to arrange a marriage between her and another noble family, she decided to run away with her fat cat named Chubchub and ended up joining a troupe of Dancers and decided to travel with them)

Shay Pierina (A Miqo’te who was found as a child outside a small village that is part of the Ul’dah kingdom. Adopted by kind Hyurs, she lived in poverty but didn’t let it bother her and worked to protect her family. After discovering the Echo, she happened upon a member of the Scions and decided to join and travel away from home. becoming a Warrior of Light. Has a League of Legends verse!)

Orabella Kalon (A Summoner from the First, Orabella is a scholar seeking to learn about the magic of her world. After wandering into the pixie land, she ends up captured but free some time later when Titania is defeated. Now she lives there studying the pixies. Also has a Genshin Impact verse as a Cryo Fatui Mage!)

Bleach:

Selene Fenagari: (Selene is…a dork. Easily distracted and acts rather dog-like, loving getting petted, chasing balls or animals, or even shifting and barking at cats. When on duty, she does her absolute best, serving the Gotei 13 in stopping villains or just protecting the people while out on patrol. Despite her silly antics, the people adore her and shower her with gifts and headpats.)

Pokemon:

Hex Maniac Kayleen:(Kayleen grew up around the occult, her parents super into it and trying to summon the paranormal as well as learn magic. Kayleen was terrified of it but slowly learned to embrace it when she met a friendly Gastly. From there she befriended other ghost and dark Pokemon, the scaredy-cat girl not enjoying it from time to time.

For a long time she was super shy and had social anxiety, but decided to be brave and try to face it by becoming a Pokemon trainer. Now alongside her ghost and dark type Pokemon cheering her on, she desires to learn and make friends and meet Pokemon she has never seen before. Has a Soul Eater verse under Alt. Verses!)

Naruto:

Midori Mihata (A clumsy, scared ninja girl who one would possibly say is the worst ninja ever. Wants to make her clan proud and tries hard to be the best she can be. Also gets rather flustered and shy around boys. Has a FF14 verse!)

Kiyomi Tenshi (Loud, rambunctious, and rather hyper and reckless, Kiyomi is also one that some would possibly say is a terrible ninja. She fights more like a martial artist, punching and kicking and running straight into bad guys.)

Naoko Shizuko (The only one who acts like a true ninja in the trio of Kunoichi, Naoko is soft spoken, almost monotone voice and always with an unreadable expression. Despite this, she is incredibly smart and well trained in her ninja techniques which involve shadow tricks. She is the one to get the other two out of danger most of the time.)

Fire Emblem Three Houses:

Diana Fotieni (Diana comes from Faerghus and is striving to become a knight of the kingdom like her mother before her. A student at the academy under the Blue Lions house, she is studious and trains hard, mostly to show the head of the house Dimitri her worth as a possible knight as he is heir to the throne. Has a Kingdom Hearts verse and a Final Fantasy XV verse as well!)

Genshin Impact:

Kyana Aeira (A Pyro Vision user from Mondstadt who dreams of becoming a Knight of Favonius one day. She works hard taking on random tasks from the people to prove herself capable. She is determined and optimistic and tends to listen more to her emotions than think with logic. Also has a One Piece verse but also many aus and can fit anywhere with heroes!)

Iyumi Akuma (Iyumi is a Fatui Mage hailing from Snezhnaya who is on the prowl for someone cute she can call hers. To most she acts vicious and snobby, ready to electrocute them should they get on her nerves.

But should she find the someone she wants, she becomes more adoring and flirty, chasing after them until she can have them. Which can turn into an aggressive chase should the other not want her. Also has a Pokemon verse, demon/vampire verse, dark goddess verse and many more!)

Amatus Koheikaze (A Oni girl from the Red Oni tribe of Inazuma, Amatus works hard as a samurai of her clan, fighting with a katana as well as using her Anemo vision. Though she acts rather serious, she holds a softer side that cares deeply for her tribe, desiring to protect them no matter what. Her mother is a human while her father is an Oni.)

My Hero Academia:

Tia “Usagi” Fayte (Bubbly kind of girly girl whose quirk is magnetism. She can make anything she touches become magnetic, even things that aren’t normally something you can stick magnets to like trees. She uses this alongside rollerblading to fight and calls herself Usagi for the jump tricks she can pull off while blading around. A student at UA. Also has a The World Ends with You verse!)

Kalliphae Myressei (A moth woman with the ability to heal others using a powder that emits from her. She is a princess of a far off kingdom. Acts with a noble air and always tries to follow her heart. She is a nurse of UA.)

Yugioh:

Miyuki Tenshi (A sweet, innocent duelist who uses a deck with angelic creatures revolving around the Sanctuary in the Sky card. She has a duel spirit, Happy Lover, and has yet to meet anyone else with one or that can see her. Has a Goddess verse alongside Iyumi, a Fairy verse and an Angel verse!)

Monster Hunter:

Sonafuwa(A Paolumu who gained the ability to turn human. Sonafuwa is shy and tends to stay in the trees and away from hunters so she won’t get hunted. When she meets someone friendly, she becomes more calm and is happy to make a new friend)

Sakura (A Pink Rathian that gained the ability to turn human. Territorial at first but can become friendly if she sees the other means no harm. Prissy and doesn’t mind Hunters so long as she isn’t their target.)

Twisted Wonderland:

Colette Eirina (Twisted from Giselle from Enchanted! Colette is the princess of a small kingdom. It’s surrounded by a river, forest and mountains in the back, the kingdom known for its mining of gems from those mountains.

Colette usually stays in her castle but got accepted into RSA as a student. She tends to cause a lot of trouble at home with her ditzy behavior. In fact her air headed ways gets her kidnapped and held for ransom a lot which has really hurt the kingdom financially.)

Fandomless:

Kishi MacAuley (The self proclaimed Captain of an all girl pirate crew calling themselves the Love Seekers. Kishi is hyper and boy crazy as well as a tad reckless, willing to go through any danger if it means finding cute guys and treasure along the way)

Zalira Deona: (A succubus who doesn’t really do succubus things. Her mom and dad are a powerful incubus and succubus pair who wanted her to follow in their footsteps. But all Zalira wanted was to laze around and eat human snacks and indulge in their culture (like manga!). Before they could send her to a demon academy, she ran away from home and ended up among humans.)

Cheza Fènghuáng (Princess of the city of Nán Sòng, Cheza is rather anti-social and a major bookworm, usually seen cooped up in her private library. Her kingdom is a matriarchy, led by her mischievous mother. Cheza has the ability to conjure fire and turn into a phoenix)

Seraphaura(Seraphaura is from a clan of lamias who hunt humans for fun and for food while also eating other things. But Seraphaura is completely different from them. She has seen an innocent human devoured and wishes to protect them and learn about them. Because of this, her clan laughed at her and was bullied and ridiculed for it. But despite that, she still wishes to learn about humans and their culture.)

Vivianne Noira (Growing up alone in the world has hardened Vivi. She can be untrusting towards strangers though some have shown her some kindness to help her out. She can come off as brash, even possibly rude. But she doesn’t mean to be. Vivi feels she must be tough in order to survive. However if she sees someone in need, she may go out of her way to help them depending on what they need help with.)

Angeline Tenebris(A vampire from a family of vampires sworn to keep their race a secret. They are respected nobles of a town, well-known for their business and wealth. Though most of her family tries to keep their status clean, Angeline is a bit rebellious and curious about the world and frequently sneaks out to learn more about it.)

Fayeth Neri (A dragon girl who is rather air-headed and sometimes slow to speak, making it seem like nothing is going on in her head. And maybe nothing is. She is very laid back and cheerful, always having a lazy smile on her face.)

Chloe Thaleia (Mischievous thief from a family of thieves looking for her older brother who left home when she was a child. Will steal from you playfully then give it back once she’s caught. Has a magical greatsword she stole that can use the four elements but she has no idea how to use it.)

Aiolos Thaleia (Older brother of Chloe. After witnessing his uncle (who had taught them all they know about being a thief) break the family code by murdering someone, he decided to go on a different path and leave the family. He strives to be a knight or a guard, something he sees as more honorable.)

Ai Malificia (A sweet, innocent girl who was sheltered due to her overprotective parents. She grew up around flowers and a flower shop and developed magic pertaining to plants. Has a Fire Emblem Three Houses verse and a Goddess verse!)

Azathira (Sci Fi OC! Azathira is a well trained assassin alien. Her species thrives in being the best at fighting and killing and she is no different. She makes her living taking on bounties and delights in taking them down. Then uses the money to partake in a feast wherever she goes.

On the side, she sometimes steals things as well, mostly from the person she killed. She travels around taking jobs and simply exploring the universe all on her own. Though a small part of her almost wishes she could have some company for once.)

Ourania Thanos (A dragon that can turn into a human. Cocky, egotistical, and loves to show off to others. Loves to fight people just to fight strong opponents and also loves to eat lots of meat and drinks lots of ale.)

Nikki Irving(An oddball Alchemist of a girl who stumbled upon a cursed Eldritch Being who had been shrunk and turned into a tiny octopus. She decided to keep it as a pet, named it Tickles, and has no idea it is slowly influencing her mind. Has a Pokemon verse!)

Aku Yazoi(A wannabe punk boy who is hot tempered and tries to act cool but is a sucker for cute girls. Is kind of a dweeb. Loves to race on his motorcycle. Has a Yugioh 5Ds verse!)

#ooc #all available ocs #all available characters #all available muses

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ladypriere · 2 years ago

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New Highlight is UP. This story is... not for the faint of heart...

Lemme know if the subtitles get screwed up beyond repair. I'm new at this...

Here they are under the break, just in case

I suppose now’s as good a time as any to tell you about the traumatizing thing that happened to me on, um, alright um Firday the 24th. Of March. So um, so basically what happened is, apparently somebody’s pet bird had flown into our yard. Like, we could tell because it’s just like, a blue parakeet. And um, you know, we go out there… me and mom are literally about to go out to dinner, but my uncle calls us and says that he sees a bird outside. So we ALL go outside and we try to grab it. This goes on for like, ten minutes because, it IS friendly, but is does not trust any of us. SO, you know, we’re trying our best to try and get it, you know. And eventually it flies up into a tree that’s too high for us to have any hope of reaching it. So, you know, we… we, we get the bird bath, we put some seeds down on it, and I tell my mom to back away from it, in order for him to be sorta ‘tricked’ into coming down. I dunno if the bird is a he or a she, I can’t fooking tell from looking at them. But at any rate, it doesn’t matter, because at that… after about a minute or two, one of- because I live out in the woods, essentially, a friggin hawk swarms down- swoops down, grabs it, and flies off. By the time I know what’s happening, it’s already over. ...So, you know, that was ‘fun’. I went into the house and had a little cry. And basically, that was the only time during Lent that I broke it, because I gave up sweets for Lent, and lemme tell ya I needed some goddamn ice cream after that shit…

So yeah, there was some quote-unquote ‘fun times’ [laughing slightly] on my end. The worst thing is that there’s two possibilities: that bird was let go by accident, or on purpose. Because it’s wings were not clipped. And I know somebody’s gonna start like “oh you should NEVER clip a bird’s wings! Bla bla bla!” but it’s like, if they’re indoors, then they don’t need the whole wingspan*. And the unfortunate fact of the matter is: had this bird’s wings been clipped, it probably never would have reached our yard in the first place. They would’ve been able to- the owners would’ve been able to grab it. And, of course, that’s making the bold assumption that it wasn’t let go on purpose due to people out there being scumbags

*I might have gotten things slightly wrong, here. Apparently clipped wing birds need more grooming on your part and if you have cats, they can't fly away from them as easily (tho you shouldn't let them mingle anyway, probably...). however, they won't be able to fly into ceiling fans or other hazards or flee your house/yard as easily, either, so use your own discretion. I had one bird like 13 years ago, i am not an expert

#lady priere #vids #Youtube

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thezanyarthropleura · 2 years ago

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March 20 (2 of 2: 1980)

(This post covers Gamera: Super Monster, look out for a separate Gamera vs. Viras post earlier today)

Happy 55 years to Gamera vs. Viras, the fourth film in the Showa era, and happy 43 years to Gamera: Super Monster, the eighth and final film in the Showa era. Two movies that use extensive stock footage, but that use it to very different effect. Also two films that feature alien spaceships, and scenes where Gamera is mind-controlled by said alien spaceships.

Ah, Super Monster. The film I imagine quite a lot of fans either loath entirely or dismiss as not a real Gamera film. So, I’ll begin with something in this film that is genuinely relevant to the other films and to the franchise as a whole:

Gamera: Super Monster presents a significant and oft-missed stepping stone between the first Gamera film in 1965 and the last film thus far, Gamera the Brave, in 2006. All three films feature a child who believes his pet turtle has become Gamera, and most who’ve seen the other two films will know that in the earliest film, this is shown explicitly not to be the case, and in the most recent, it’s shown to be the case. In Gamera: Super Monster, however, the question of whether Keiichi’s turtle has become Gamera is left ambiguous, granting the situation a new, perhaps mocking or teasing sense of mystique but not quite committing to telling the story Gamera the Brave would 26 years later.

…Well, that’s quite long enough avoiding the real reason I’m here, so let’s talk space lesbians!

While this may be a film that copies some of its most exciting elements from popular Hollywood films of the time, Gamera: Super Monster is automatically braver, bolder, and more ambitious than any of those movies because it actually has the guts to make women the main characters. We’re introduced to Kilara, Marsha, and Mitan very early on – three superheroine alien refugees hiding out on Earth. Spacewoman Kilara is a lovely femme-butch seven-foot-tall amazon and the one who does just about everything important, the others are mostly there to give their partner moral support. But it barely matters because Mach Fumiake gives the best performance of anyone in any Gamera movie. She could really carry the film on her expressiveness and enthusiasm alone, but likely in part from just being in her presence, the others step up to the plate and give it their best. This film is like if an A-list cast made one of those zero-budget parking garage movies, and it’s the best thing of all time.

With clever cover identities as a pet store owner, a Mazda car saleswoman, and a schoolteacher, the three spacewomen share a home base of Kilara’s apartment and spend their nights in the pet store’s van, which houses a cat-carrier, which is actually a miniaturized living environment they apparently sleep in. The box’s interior appears to have just one three-person-wide lounge chair/couch with one decorative throw pillow, so I guess they must be sleeping in a sitting position and all leaning on each other’s (or let’s be real, the other two on Kilara’s) shoulders, which is adorable, but probably uncomfortable in the long run.

After they’re given a stern warning not to interfere in the plans of the invading starship/alien species/pirate warlord Zanon, they get drawn into a plot involving a young boy named Keiichi and his connection with a giant flying turtle called Gamera, all while being pursued and targeted by Zanon’s agent and fellow spacewoman Giruge (I’ll talk about Giruge more below, because her entire character arc is both the best and worst, most heartwarming and most upsetting part of the movie, and comes with a serious content warning). Kilara especially, despite being the take-charge leader of the group and the one to consistently shoulder the weight of responsibility, shows a warm and encouraging side as she easily befriends Keiichi and treats him as a member of the team. She also gets to fight Giruge in hand-to-hand combat, and I’m gonna make a point to avoid thirsting over the characters because this is a very wholesome movie so that’s all I’m gonna say about that.

The special effects in this film… well, some of them are an acquired taste, and you have to roll with the cheesiness. The rest are fairly top-notch, at least for the series up until that point, because they’re scenes from all the other Showa era movies, re-used. Stock footage, stock footage, whatever. The fights in this film are cut down to be faster-paced and set to great music. So what if you’ve seen them before? If you’ve ever watched a Showa Gamera AMV on Youtube (and if not, why haven’t you?) then you’ll probably enjoy watching the monster fights in this film too. And these movies have always been about more than the monster fights, anyways.

This is one of two Gamera films that made me legitimately tear up, and as a warning as much as it is a statement, after my first viewing of Super Monster, I found myself in a moderately distressed state where I had difficulty concentrating on anything productive other than watching it three more times over the next three days and writing a fix-it fic. The next section of this post (marked by ~ dividers so it can be skipped over if needed), will discuss two suicides that occur in this film.

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I was prepared for Gamera. I think anyone who knows at least two things about this movie knows that Gamera sacrifices himself at the end to destroy Zanon. And it hits differently, but probably even less surprisingly, after Gamera the Brave, because now, sacrificing himself in a huge explosion to defeat an enemy is just an established part of Gamera’s character.

What struck me deeply was how the film handles Giruge, I think in part because I wasn’t expecting it and also probably because she’s human and not a giant turtle represented by a flying prop. It’s clear the film was setting up Giruge’s death the same way, as a sacrifice for the greater good, which is a common trope in media and doesn’t always directly involve a character being suicidal, but whatever outs this film could’ve taken to soften the blow… it didn’t.

To begin with, Giruge is suicidal, as established after her fistfight with Kilara, when after briefly holding Giruge at gunpoint, Kilara refuses to kill her on principle and gives back her blaster. At first, Giruge takes cruel advantage of this mercy and has a clear shot to kill any of the heroes she wants, but after seeing them all interact as one, happy family, she ultimately can’t go through with it, and points the gun at herself instead. Her reasons for doing this are different across film versions, with her either ridiculing herself as a compete failure, or expressing her fear of the punishment Zanon has continually threatened to inflict on her.

Kilara, the other spacewomen, and Keiichi all spot her attempt in time, and rush over to stop her. And I think that’s what endears me so much to this film. Everyone shows immediate concern, there’s no cynicism, no conflict over whether to offer kindness to her, it’s treated as a universal fact that Giruge needs help and everyone is willing to lend it. Even Keiichi’s mother, who up until this point has been dismissive of Keiichi’s stories and could care less for his love of turtles or monsters, apparently has a reality check when (in an offscreen event later relayed) he and his new friends bring home an unconscious, suicidal woman who needs a place to stay.

Giruge wakes up to find Keiichi having fallen asleep while watching over her, an injury from the fight having been carefully bandaged the night before, and Keiichi’s mother coming in to check on her and explaining the situation. (the English dub all but directly states Keiichi is there acting as her suicide watch). Keiichi’s mother invites her to stay as long as she needs to, mentioning that Keiichi has always wanted a sister (something built up for the entirety of the Japanese version, as Keiichi refers to all the spacewomen with a term of endearment meaning ‘older sister’).

But then we get the film’s finale, where a still-injured Giruge is contacted once more by Zanon, and gives him fake coordinates for the spacewomen while, in actuality, putting herself in the line of fire instead. In the English dub, the first version I watched, this comes off as entirely avoidable, and certainly appears more like a successful suicide than any legitimate heroic sacrifice.

It’s slightly better in the Japanese version. In one version of the subtitled original dialogue, Zanon states that he already knows the spacewomen are still alive, explaining why Giruge couldn’t just lie and report her victory like the English dub suggests she could’ve. She also doesn’t mention the signal being targeted to her watch in the subbed version, just that she’s relaying the Spacewomen’s coordinates to Zanon, explaining why none of the others tried to stop her this time – she intentionally left them with some doubt as to whether she was actually betraying them.

It's not over there, she does get a tearful death scene in the arms of her new family, where she thanks them for their kindness before disintegrating into motes of light, but she’s forgotten shortly after – as is Gamera, whose own sacrifice was just moments away when Giruge made hers. Kilara dries Keiichi’s tears for them both and the last shots as the credits roll are upbeat and hopeful.

In my view, this is a clear mishandling of an explicitly suicidal character, though I have to imagine that in the time the film was made, fully redeeming a villain might have been something there were restrictions on. If that was the case, and if the other option would’ve been cutting out the scenes that made her character arc so compelling, than I can allow myself some understanding for why it needed to be presented the way it was. Still, the hurt I feel every time I watch it can probably account for at least 30-40% of why I’ve been slacking so much in getting content out on-time.

(If you need that fix-it fic now, it’s here)

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In my haze of emotional hurt and fixation on this film, I picked up a copy of Constantine Furman’s The Unofficial Tokusatsu Fan’s Handbook for GAMERA, SUPER MONSTER, which I kinda felt like I was required to own as someone who actually likes this movie. I highly recommend it as a read-along commentary and a window into the production history of not only this film, but (in part due to the matter of the stock footage and the fact the commentary continues over said footage) the history of the Gamera Showa era as a whole.

And, if there’s anyone out there who absolutely CANNOT watch Showa Gamera without the aid of a certain spaceman and his robot friends, I find this book an acceptable substitute for that as well, entertaining as much as it informs. Comedy is always a matter of taste, and one or two jokes didn’t land quite right with me, or were just puzzling (one remark about Barugon’s rainbow seems a little sketchy, but I’m assuming I’m just reading too much into it), but just like MST3K’s goes at Gamera, it’s all done in good faith by someone who genuinely loves the film, and I can respect that, enough that I’ve read along with the book for two of the eight times I’ve watched Gamera: Super Monster since mid-February.

…I may have a problem.

So, in conclusion, how much do I love this movie?

In truth, I struggle to know where to rank Gamera: Super Monster among the other films. With how emotionally attached I became to the characters, there’s no question it ranks among my absolute favorites, and with a different ending, it might’ve even earned the top spot, but I hesitate to place it that high due to the mishandling of the subject matter described above. If nothing else, it’s my definitive favorite Showa era film, easily surpassing the first six of the mainline seven and narrowly clearing the dorsal fin of Gamera vs. Zigra, a film I like for many of the same reasons as Super Monster but that, in many subtle ways, feels like a narratively cheaper and less earnest alternative. As for shipping… it’s a movie about three alien women who live and sleep together, and who express immediate concern and worry for a fourth woman of their species who has never known love or kindness. It is by far the most lesbian Gamera movie out of all the lesbian Gamera movies.

#gamera #gamera super monster #kilara #giruge #kilara gamera #marsha gamera #mitan gamera #giruge gamera #keiichi gamera #gamera march #hamburgerlunch #cw sui #cw sui attempt #a lesbian reviews all the gamera movies

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ggensblog · 2 years ago

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breaking routines

synopsis; real world!au katsuki has a routine, and has scheduled a day to himself and his dog, but then you come along….

note; wait i had so much fun writing this- imagining katsuki like this has me weak in the knees- it’s probably a little ooc but i feel like because it takes place after high school and university and stuff he’s matured and learned how to handle his emotions :)

cw; no warnings, pure fluff, gn!reader :), barely edited, really light cursing (one ‘damn’)

word count; 1.7k

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katsuki didn’t like having most people around. there were very few that could get away with spending time with him outside of his work. one of them being his dog, dynamite. owning a german sheppard admittedly wasn’t a part of the original life plan he created in high school, but the quietness of his city apartment was too much even for the introverted man.

katsuki had developed a routine. wake up, feed dynamite and then himself, go to work, come home, walk dynamite, then go back home and get ready to do it all again the next day. there were very few instances where he strayed from the path, allowing himself one full day of relaxation per month in order to not completely lose his mind.

today was that day.

he slept in, well as much as he could in spite of his body’s routine wake-up at 06:00am. he found it difficult to focus on anything but work, especially with the summer interns starting the following week, however he managed to plan out his day according to the rules he established for these occasional days off.

as he ate, katsuki took out a note pad and pen to begin his grocery list. eggs, milk, dog food, peppermint tea. as he finished the list, katsuki looked to dynamite who had just eaten the last of the food in the bowl.

“so waddaya say about a day out?” the dog turned, panting in response.

with that, katsuki prepared the leash and grabbed his trusty old canvas bag to hold his essentials and eventually his groceries.

the sun was particularly bright that day, leaving katsuki grumbling to himself about forgetting his sunglasses but deciding he was too far out to go back and get them.

he was halfway to the supermarket and finally convinced himself that today would be the perfect day. no interruptions, no emergencies. just a man and his dog and some time in a supermarket.

that was until dynamite decided to make a friend.

an adorable and very hyper border collie seemingly came out of nowhere as katsuki rounded a corner. unprepared for his dog’s energy, dynamite easily jolted with enough force to knock the leash’s handle out of katsuki’s hand.

“gypsy come on you do this every time” you squatted down to try to ease your dog’s excitement, also turning to the german sheppard and petting him as well. you smiled at the two dogs then looked up. katsuki was already staring down at you to your surprise. you stood, taking hold of dynamite’s leash as well as your own dogs and walked over to the blonde.

you took him in, he was attractive you would admit, his bright red eyes drew you in and his blonde hair was styled to messy perfection. but his expression was slightly off putting- as though this event was the worst thing that could happen to him.

“sorry about that,” you smiled, handing the leash back to its rightful owner, “gypsy is a bit hyperactive. she can’t help it if she sees another dog.” you looked down to your border collie with fondness, getting a short bark in return, as though she could understand your conversation.

“‘s fine.” the blonde responded shortly. there was a moment where neither of you moved, the silence between the two of you deafening. you looked down to the german sheppard and your eyes lit up once more, crouching down to pet him again.

“and whose this little guy” you gushed, taking the dog’s face in your hands and rubbing behind his ears. you waited for a response and looked up to katsuki once more.

“his name’s dynamite” you grinned brightly, releasing the dog from your hands and standing.

the truth was, even though katsuki hadn’t planned this interaction, he wasn’t complaining about its occurrence. he didn’t think he would be caught with a dry tongue and rapidly beating heart so early in his day.

as you made eye contact with him, he managed to swallow down the lump in his throat and readjust the tote bag on his shoulder. you looked down to dynamite one last time.

“are you heading to the shinjuku dog park?”

such a simple question, 8 words. but the way your lips were slightly parted and your head was tilted, katsuki had no intention of letting this interaction end so soon.

“yeah.” he wasn’t. in fact, he hated dog parks because he usually ended up with nothing better to than converse with a middle aged person about their failing marriage. but he couldn’t help but wonder where this could go. katsuki didn’t have much romantic experience, having only ever dated 2 or 3 times when he was fresh out of high school, but you were there and his heart was hammering against his rib cage.

“great!” you drew him out of his trance and clapped your hands together, “gypsy and i were headed there too, why don’t we walk together?”

“sure.” you weren’t bothered by katsuki’s one word answers, you just assumed he wasn’t a man of many words.

you led the way to the dog park, grinning down at the dogs and occasionally back up to katsuki. the only time your smile dropped was when you made a realization. you stopped walking, katsuki taking another two steps before stopping.

“i don’t know your name.” your eyes were wide, and katsuki mentally compared them to that of a calf’s. “i’m y/n l/n” you held out your hand, your smile returning. katsuki wondered how your face didn’t hurt from the constant grin you showcased. he took your hand hesitantly and he could swear he felt a spark.

“katsuki bakugo.” you nodded. then tugged his hand, bringing the two of you closer. “and you’re not a serial killer..?” katsuki let out a ‘tch’ at your question. “of course i’m not a serial killer” he retorted.

“well how am i supposed to know that!”

“i’m not a damn murderer- just- just keep walking. we’re almost there- yeah?”

you laughed, continuing to walk next to the blonde. the two of you didn’t talk much but it was surprisingly comfortable, and as the two of you reached the dog park, you each released the leashes from the collars and found a bench to sit on to supervise as the canines ran around.

“so have you always lived in tokyo?” you asked, crossing your legs on the bench.

katsuki looked at you, breathing in the warm summer air. it was easy being around you. despite having met less than an hour ago, he felt like you were one to be good company.

“no- i lived with my parents in hokkaido when i was young and moved here for university.” he responded, his tone remaining soft and guarded. “you?” you honestly didn’t expect to be questioned in return but shrugged it off.

“yeah i’ve been here my whole life. i live in the hiroo district right now but i love shinjuku so i try to get over here every chance i can get.” you leaned back into the bench.

the two of you eased into casual conversation. asking each other about work or school or anything. it was about noon when you finally took a look at your phone and noticed how late in the day it had become.

“wow would you look at the time, i’m so sorry i really didn’t mean to keep you this long.” you showed your phone to the blonde and sighed.

“‘s fine. this was- nice.” he let out. almost like a question- like he was questioning how he could have possibly spent an entire morning in the company of a stranger (though not a stranger anymore) and not completely hated it. you laughed lightly at his phrasing then put up a hand as to stop katsuki from anything he was planning on doing, unlocking your phone and bringing up your contacts app. you looked back up at him sheepishly.

“uhm- do you think i could get your phone number? i’d like to do this again if that’s alright with you.” you held out your phone then continued, “plus i think gypsy’s gotten attached tk dynamite” you chuckled and watched as katsuki slowly took your phone and wordlessly put in his contact information.

“thanks- well i’ll let you get back to your day, i’ll see you later katsuki!” you smiled, starting to make your way to reattach the leash to your dog’s collar.

katsuki watched this, admiring you as you never failed to stop and pet each dog you passed, including dynamite one last time. you looked back and waved before beginning to walk away.

dynamite made his was back over to katsuki and sat down expectantly- waiting for his leash to be reattached as well.

you had his number. you were going to call him right? you want to do this again?

a million thoughts raced through katsuki’s mind as he started on his original path to the supermarket. he completed his tasks for the day and trekked on home, anxious to take off his shoes and lay on the couch for a little bit- something he rarely let himself do.

then his phone buzzed.

+81 xxx xxxx xxxx

gypsy had a really good time :), can i convince you to get lunch with me tomorrow?

katsuki seemed to have stopped in his tracks, standing in his doorway with his shoes off and dynamite immediately making his way to the couch.

he thought for a moment of the day that was ahead. it was a weekend so he could afford to take a lunch between his housework and work-from-home schedule.

katsuki !

sure. i’ll meet you at xxxx in ebisu. is 13:30 ok?

katsuki must have reworded and rewritten that message a hundred times before sending it. he couldn’t believe he was nervous. who were you? how could you do this to him?

how could you get in the way of his routine and get in his head?

y/n l/n

sounds good! see you then!

bakugo let out a small smile before putting his phone on the charger and heading to unwind from the day. the image of your grin engrained in his mind for the rest of the evening.

#gray-skiess #gray's blog #bakugo headcanons #bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou imagine #bakugou x y/n #my hero academia #bnha

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dixbolik-lovers · 3 years ago

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Im so glad to see that requests are open! How about something with mukami brothers in the pet au where their owner is very large and muscular and super strong. They have a very naturaly angry face but are actualy an angel and very kind and loving. And their favourite way to express their love? To hold the boys on their lap and give them cuddles and gentle kisses of course! (all platonic btw) I just think it would be interesting to have an owner who looks so dangerous but is actualy kind.

Doing the Tsukinami too! o3o

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Ruki

While he's a little scared of you at first, Ruki is logical enough to force himself to believe what he sees, not what he assumes. It still feels threatening when you seem "angry", but he has at least some measure of assurance that you're not as bad as you look. Your affectionate nature might actually freak him out more. As nice as it feels to be held, gentle, positive touch is so foreign that he tends to panic a little when you offer it to him so easily.

Kou

He spends a long, long time absolutely petrified of you because of your looks alone. Large people scare Kou a lot since he knows exactly what their size and strength are capable of. It takes him a while to convince himself that you're not going to hurt him, and even when you're nothing but kind, he remains skittish and tense. Being held in your lap, though (once he has some trust built up), is extremely comforting. He feels trapped in the best of ways.

Yuuma

He's never had anyone around who's bigger than him, so it's pretty new. And very, very weird. But in a lot of ways, it's comforting. A main reason why he's had trouble in life is that humans are intimidated by his size, and that feels... a little less bound to happen with you. The fact that you can hold him in your lap and treat him like he's small is a total shock. Yuuma likes it more than he would have expected, though. It's kinda nice to feel little.

Azusa

At first, what he's thinking about is how much you could hurt him. That's just where Azusa's mind goes. There might be deeply buried parts of him that are afraid, but his head is so scrambled that his usual purpose is all that's shining through. When you're only sweet with him, though, he's... confused. The gentleness is appreciated and makes him feel warm in ways he's never felt before, but it's still new, strange, and almost uncomfortable.

Carla

With how fragile his body is, Carla is very worried about what someone as large and strong as you could do to him. He tries to be on his best behavior to prevent any fatal problems, but he's highly on edge because of the persistent stress. When you turn out to be nothing but kind to him, he almost doesn't believe it. Being held and cuddled is uncomfortable in how vulnerable it feels, but he knows better than to resist his owner's wishes.

Shin

From the very start, he's expecting the worst. Shin's bad attitude has put him in conflict with plenty of humans before, and he assumes that's how it'll go with you. And that you'll hurt him too. That assumption leaves Shin defensive— and all the more resistant when you're kind to him. Being held has him all but growling, furious that you'd "look down on him" in such a way. But even so, there are parts of him that kind of like the feeling of it.

#Diabolik Lovers #Dialovers #Mukami Ruki #Mukami Kou #Mukami Yuuma #Mukami Azusa #Tsukinami Carla #Tsukinami Shin #Headcanon #Reader #Pet Au

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morifinwes · 4 years ago

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wangxian fic rec list!

aka in which i read fics, write some recs down for aamna and share them!! they're all wangxian fics and uhh @yibobibo i hope you'll like them!!

modern

wolf devours playboy bunny by @greenteafiend (5K, werewolf!lwj, getting together, idk if anyone needs to know that but there's nudity just not uhh explicit)

Lan Zhan has wanted Wei Ying as long as he has known him, and the worst part is that he thinks Wei Ying could want him back.

Too bad he could never in good conscience let himself go there—Wei Ying has a debilitating fear of all things canine, and once a month, Lan Zhan is the exact, precise thing that Wei Ying’s nightmares are made of.

Aka, Lan Zhan is a werewolf.

between the lines by @jywait (19K gaming au!!!, i'm always down for a good gaming au, lwj is the best aksks he's such a good boy)

☆yilingpatriarch☆: pls...give me some face, help me fight these monsters...I'm gonna die

Bluetooth: no.

"You have died." The screen said, and Wei Wuxian threw his hands up in frustration.

resonant frequencies by chinxe (15K, college au, fake dating au, tw mention of cheating but it's brief and no one was cheated on i promise)

In which Wei Wuxian decides that the best way to deal with being in love with Lan Wangji is to pretend to date him for three weeks.

It goes about as well as can be expected.

drift compatible by windoworwhatever (5K, poetry, fluff, drunkji, getting together, college au)

"It was just a fact of life. The sky was blue, university stipends for graduate students working in TA positions barely covered rent, bisexuals cuffed their jeans, Lan Wangji had a massive crush on Wei Wuxian, and spent his time pining and writing research papers about gay subtexts in ancient poetry."

Lan Wangji is in love with Wei Wuxian, and everybody knows, except Wei Wuxian.

the bunny next door by detailsinthefabric (43K, this is mostly fluff and very light angst, and they were neighbors!!!, rabbits!!, aka wangxian's bunny children, this is... so cute i just have to rec it)

Lan Wangji did not know what he was doing. He did not know what he was going to say. He was frozen in place, puzzling over the situation. Maybe he had made the man uncomfortable, which is why he wanted to leave? But his tone had still been so friendly—maybe…

“Would…” he paused, swallowed, forced the last words to come out of his suddenly parched mouth, “would you let me pet him?”

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Lan Wangji, who doesn't know how to socialize and whose icy demeanor scares everyone away, lets down all his defenses when he meets the bunny next door...oh, and also its owner, Wei Wuxian.

leading tone by silencemostofall (32K, everyone is a music student? or something like that akskk, curse fic, tw panic attacks, tw child abuse, small scene of drunkji, wwx has low self esteem, bro this was so painful to read)

The first time you touch someone you're fated to love, you leave a mark on their skin. If they will love you in return, they'll mark you where you touched them. The deeper the color, the deeper the connection.

Wei Ying has no marks at all.

public places, private thoughts by leahelisabeth (for the love of camelot) ( 8K, cherry magic au, getting together with like... immediate upgrade to fiance status, the author is wrong i crave good wangxian cherry magic aus even tho i haven't even watched cherry magic)

Wei Wuxian had heard the story of course. It had made its rounds through his high school and followed him into his college days. He didn’t think there was any possibility it was true. Virginity was a social construct, invented by creepy old men to exercise dominance over women. The idea that a simple lack of sexual activity before the age of thirty could give one magical powers was absolutely ludicrous.

Wei Wuxian believed this until the morning of his thirtieth birthday.

AKA the Wangxian Cherry Magic AU that absolutely nobody asked for.

i'd be all right (if i could see you) by @thirtysixsavefiles (16K, this was nice, i read this at 6am but it was cute, (while writing this post i must admit i don't remember anything but 6am-me said it's good))

The younger Lan brother is something of an enigma on campus; while Lan Xichen can sometimes be seen in the company of other graduate students or conducting a seminar, Lan Wangji appears to spend all his time in class or in the library. He doesn’t drink. He doesn’t smoke. He doesn’t attend social events. He doesn’t do anything for fun, as far as Wei Wuxian can tell, and it’s driving Wei Wuxian just a little bit up the wall.

Or, Wei Wuxian convinces Lan Wangji to come to a house party, and then they're assigned to the same group project. Wei Wuxian tries his best, but he is not in possession of all the facts.

axe on leg by itszero (4K, i still don't get why wwx did that but it was nice seeing him jealous for once, jealous!wwx, lwj i love you....)

Wei Wuxian pressed his face into his pillow and screamed. He paused to take a few deep breaths, partially hindered by the pillow, and listened to the sounds of Nie Huaisang slurping his iced coffee, from his seat on Wei Wuxian's desk chair.

Having caught his breath, he resumed his screaming and did not stop at the sound of his dorm room door opening.

"What's wrong with him?" He heard his brother, Jiang Cheng, ask.

The slurping stopped. "He's an idiot."

"He's always been an idiot. Why is he bothered about it now?"

"He forced Lan Wangji to go on a date," Nie Huaisang replied, shaking the ice cubes in his drink.

"Okay and…?"

"With someone else." The slurping resumed.

Wei Wuxian, in all his glorious dumbassery, convinces his boyfriend to go on a date with someone else.

these two most powerful by @stiltonbasket (4K, amnesia, wangxian with children!!!, aksksk this was adorable, dadji!!)

When Lan Wangji went to bed last night, he was alone in a tiny guest room with nothing but the howling of the wind in the mountains and his own lonely thoughts for company.

But when he opened his eyes in the morning, Wei Ying was asleep beside him.

(In which Lan Wangji loses twenty years' worth of memories after a night-hunt gone wrong, and his life as a doting father and husband continues without a hitch somehow.)

good things come to those who wait [but i ain't in a patient phase] by @cerlunas (4K, getting together, pining lwj)

Lan Wangji can't take it anymore.

“I love you”, he says, and god, it feels terrifying. “I’ve been in love with you for a long time.”

“Lan Zhan…” Wei Wuxian starts, but Lan Wangji doesn’t want to hear it.

He grabs his cup and drinks everything. He doesn’t know what face Wei Wuxian is making at him right now, and it’s okay.

“Lan Zhan!” Wei Wuxian repeats louder, but it’s too late. He is already falling asleep.

Or, even after 13 years, Lan Wangji is still in love with his best friend. Maybe it's time to open up.

wei ying, will you marry m- oh my god he swallowed the ring! by selene210 (2K, marriage proposals, crack, marriage proposals but.. they go wrong)

“A ring?”

And indeed it was. The ring Lan Wangji was going to propose to Wei Ying with. That the man had now choked on.

“You swallowed it.”

“It was in my soufflé! Why did you put a ring in my soufflé Lan Zhan- oh. oh”

of glittery valentine's cards by @soft-fics (3K, valentine's day, this was adorable aksk, a-yuan best boy!!)

Lan Zhan didn't want to know what his best friend had planned for Valentine's Day; his heart would simply not be able to handle it. When his son tells him that he made Wei Ying a Valentine's Day card, though, Lan Zhan decided to bring it over anyway.

of coffee and white tea by @soft-fics (9K, fluff, lwj doesn't like coffee, wwx buys him coffee, then they switch drinks, again and again and again, the staff ships it lmao, tbh jc shouldn't have done that like wtf)

For the fourth time this week a stranger orders him a cup of coffee. Lan Wangji wonders how exactly to tell this man to stop ordering him coffee he doesn't even like. Turns out, buying the other white tea and switching drinks is not the best way to go about it

canon setting

on the importance of restraint (or lack thereof) by nixthothou (4K, in which sizhui snaps, i love that boy, no like seriously he's the best boy)

Lan Sizhui does not usually find himself in the company of Sect Leader Jiang.

Suffice to say, Lan Sizhui's feelings toward him are conflicted.

lan wangji is wei wuxian's baby by lilycs (3K, i was craving fluff while reading this, lwj my beloved, drunk!lwj)

Lan Wangji gets drunk from barely a cup of alcohol, becoming a whiny baby and asking his husband for cuddles.

one of our own by glitteringmoonlight (8K, wei wuxian & lan sect, 5+1 things, in which they learn to love him, they're all part of the wwx protection squad lead by lwj, wangxian isn't the focus but !!! THIS)

Times change, but some people remain the same.

The Lans are nothing, if not aware of this.

For one of their own, they will stand against the world.

Or, 5 times the Lans defended Wei Wuxian, and the 1 time he was there to see it happen.

so why not crack your skull when the mind swells by @greenteafiend (13K, love curse, post cql canon, curses, getting together, fluff, so much fluff, lwj tries to talk about his emotions!, lwj pov)

Lan Wangji detects the curse trying to curl through his heart meridians like smoke. A love curse, then. It must have been cast remotely somehow to have found him in his bed in Cloud Recesses. No matter. Lan Wangji crushes it easily, enveloping it in his spiritual energy, and then squeezing. Curse averted, Lan Wangji closes his eyes and goes back to sleep. He thinks no more of it.

Two days later, Wei Wuxian arrives in Cloud Recesses.

Or, Wei Wuxian is cursed to feel terrible pain when he and Lan Wangji aren’t touching.

i started from the bottom / now i'm rich by x_los (57K, time travel, fix it, jealous lwj, crack treated serious, god this is so good tho, wwx/wrh & wwx/jgs but like as a joke and it doesn't really happen, but it has its purpose!!)

“First, you get the money. Then you get the power, respect - hos come last.”

Wen Qing traps Wei Wuxian in the Demon Slaughtering Cave, but Wei Wuxian isn’t interested in being the beneficiary of the Wen Remnants’ noble sacrifice. His efforts to free himself accidentally send him back to the beginning of the Sunshot Campaign. Coreless but armed with demonic cultivation, knowledge of the future and his wits, Wei Wuxian takes advantage of this opportunity to come out on top of both the war and its aftermath—before either has a chance to happen—by marrying and swiftly burying the cultivation world’s worst men.

Lan Wangji is confused, hurt, and uncomfortably aroused by Wei Wuxian’s improbably elaborate series of Sect-themed bridal negligees.

lead me on through by mrsronweasley (55K, they're in love your honor, arranged marriage but they don't know to whom, basically wwx & lwj want to practice kissing which then goes beyond kissing but not the whole way y'know, lxc the best wingman tho)

"Who do you think your betrothed is?" Wei Wuxian asks, sprawling out in front of Lan Zhan and enjoying the prim thinning of his lips at the question. He shouldn't be sprawling—they're in the library, for one, and Lan Zhan is studying, for another—but he can't help himself. Wei Wuxian is a sprawler.

"I do not believe this to be of importance," Lan Zhan responds, without turning his gaze away from his book.

"What!" Wei Wuxian sits up. "How can you say that? Of course it's important! This is the person you'll be with for the rest of your life, Lan Zhan."

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senjuushi · 3 years ago

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Pet au F, Love1, Parume and Kirsch left in a box on a sideroad like "free unwanted gun"

In a way, it's a relief to be thrown out by the person who's done him so much damage. F doesn't like not having a home anymore, of course, but a part of him is grateful that he doesn't have to hurt now— if even for a little while. But just the same, he knows that nothing good is coming. Now that he's abandoned, all kinds of worse people could take him in next. His life could easily wind up even more painful and torturous than it was with his last owner.

Love1

He's immediately considering how to get out of this with the least possible damage. Even though being unwanted hurts, Love1 knows he has to think of a plan, and fast. Stray guns are bound to get into all kinds of horrible trouble, and especially as faulty as he is, nothing good will come of being on his own. He takes his time by the box to think, to come up with as many ideas as possible for how to solve this. And trying not to think of how scared he is.

Parume

As much as this situation is gonna be a mess, Parume is pretty confident that he'll figure it out. He's been through worse than being abandoned, so surely, he'll be fine now too. Still, there's something inherently painful about being thrown out by his owner, and he's absolutely considering all of the worst-case options. Staying by the box, for now, is a good idea, but if no one decides they want him... he's going to have to set off on his own.

Kirsch

From the time his owner leaves him there, he's sobbing and doesn't stop. Even though he knows better, a part of Kirsch still feels like if he cries for long enough, his owner will come back. There aren't any people around him, and that's almost more distressing. Being all alone is miserable. All he can think about is how no one will want him ever again, how he'll wind up in some awful shelter, and all kinds of other catastrophizing things.

#Senjuushi #千銃士 #F #Love1 #Parume #Kirsch #Headcanon #Pet Au

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ask-a-vetblr · 4 years ago

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Hi vets! Can you please give me a veterinary perspective on "factory farms" [and if they deserve the negative reputation they get]?

vet-and-wild here.

Yes and no. I mean, everyone may have different opinions but here’s mine as a former farm laborer and Animal Science grad. Sorry this will be long, I have a whole lot of thoughts on this. “Factory farm” is honestly kind of a scary buzzword people use to describe any large farm, but a lot of times it’s just used as a blanket term for large scale farming rather than being owned by a company. The overwhelming majority of US farms are still family owned. Some of the really big farms have the newest technology to decrease their environmental impact and increase animal welfare (i.e. methane digesters, robotic milkers, etc) and end up being more efficient per pound of product produced. Some small farms have a handful of messy, stinky cows that only get seen by a vet when they’re already super sick. I’ve seen both. I’ve also seen small hobby farms where animals are treated like royalty and large scale farms that are messy and inefficient. BUT, doing anything large scale tends to lead to welfare issues (for both humans and animals) and sustainability issues. The state of animal agriculture in this country is a hot mess. Farmers have to produce massive quantities of cheap product to make a living. The problem isn’t that farmers are some evil animal haters that want to poison the planet, it’s that they literally can’t make a living without mass scale production. That needs to change. It’s bad for the farmers, their animals, and the environment. So go after legislators and corporations that allow this to happen, not poor farm laborers.

Animal welfare, particularly for production animals, was a huge part of my degree focus so that’s the area I’m most familiar with. There are obviously a whole bunch of other comments that can be made about environmental impact and human welfare conditions, but I’ll let someone who knows more than me talk about it. As part of my degree, veterinary training, animal welfare studies, and job experience, I’ve been on a lot of farms. Swine, poultry, dairy, beef, meat goat, dairy goat, meat sheep, dairy sheep, mink (fur), and camelid. I’ve been to organic, backyard, research, feedlots, tie-stall, free-stall, large scale, petting zoos, heritage breed, and every kind of imaginable in between privately owned farm. Even vegan farm animal sanctuaries. I’ve been in meat processing plants and have seen first hand what the processes is. So I’ve seen a lot. And you know what? They all have pros and cons. Back when I was in undergrad we were using the Five Freedoms of animal welfare to assess animals. The Five Freedoms are freedom from hunger and thirst, freedom from fear and distress, freedom to express natural behaviors, freedom from pain/injury/disease, and freedom from discomfort. Farms of any scale can meet those requirements, or fail horribly. Personally, I think confinement housing fails horribly, and that’s a practice generally associated with large scale farming. There are actual benefits (i.e. less inter-animal aggression, tailored nutrition, easier monitoring), but you very much take away freedom to express natural behavior and I would argue freedom from discomfort as well. And you know what? I try to be objective, but my personal feelings are that an animal should have enough room to turn around and not stand in their own waste. I don’t think that should be controversial. Animal agriculture is (for the most part) failing horribly with enrichment and ability to express natural behaviors, and that happens to be very important to me as an animal owner so I know I project that onto agriculture. Some species industries are better than others (i.e. dairy), while some are so far behind (i.e. poultry and swine). I’m not vegan or vegetarian. I don’t have a problem with eating meat, but I think the system needs drastic improvements.

People honestly tend to focus on issues that are not really big issues because showing videos of an animal not being knocked insensible before slaughter is much more gut wrenching than a pig without enrichment. But you know what? There are multiple behavioral and welfare issues with pigs not being provided adequate stimulation, including increased tail chewing (which is why pigs are tail docked), aggression, and stereotypic behaviors. Whereas the rate of successful 1st time stunning in processing plants is actually extremely high, and needs to be to pass inspections. PETA shows a video of dead piglets and it makes people outraged, but the issue isn’t animal abuse, it’s poor biosecurity that caused an outbreak of porcine epidemic diarrhea virus that has a near 100% mortality rate for young pigs. That is a real example. People should be upset. They should be upset that biosecurity protocols weren’t followed. But again, a video of a transport truck not being properly sanitized doesn’t really make for a good animal rights video. Public pressure is of course important for change, but people need to actually take the time to learn about what’s really an issue. Y’all can debate whether or not eating meat is ethical, but that’s not the question here, and it ignores the bigger picture. The fact is, there are animals alive right now and that will be born in the future that are harmed by a shitty system. Personally I’d rather focus on relevant welfare issues to improve their lives rather than comparing factory farming to genocide or whatever scare tactics animal rights groups are using nowadays.

Ferox here.

Following on from that note, comparing animal agriculture to genocide is a particular pet hate of mine. Genocide aims to kill and therefore eliminate a specific group of people, which animal agriculture has caused the populations of domestic animals to boom in far greater numbers than their wild counterparts. The goals are literally opposite.

As vet-and-wild was saying, using a blanket term like ‘factory farm’ isn’t super helpful when discussing animal welfare as it’s specific practices within each enterprise that need to be considered, eg dry sow stalls, debeaking, etc. Generally it’s animal density which concerns me, as the more animals you pack in together the more stress behaviours you see and the less natural behaviours, and chickens and pigs get the worst of this. But it’s hard to make a choice as a consumer purchasing food as you can’t backtrack that food from the supermarket to its origin easily so I can see why the discussion is often boiled down to ‘factory farm vs free range’ even if it’s really more nuanced than that.

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boxboysandotherwhump · 3 years ago

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Dog fight! B vs Dee (part 2)

This is the second part of @what-a-whump and mine little rp. B and Dee are finally going head to head >:D

Taglist: @ashintheairlikesnow @vickytokio @thefancydoughnut

CW: forced to fight; injuries; blood

A thin sheen of sweat dampens Dee’s skin. Fine red hairs stick to the nape of his neck. He hates the headlights' heat, hates that they weren’t allowed clothes in the ring, beyond some grey threadbare knee high shorts. Like this, all his scars are on display for the masses to ogle and he hates that too.

Worst of all, his opponent took their time. Did the owner chicken out last minute? Afraid to lose their pet to the undoubtedly biggest dog in that arena?

Dee flexes his toes, burying them in the soft wood shavings littering the arena. Above him the people start to grow restless.

Trying to block out their impatient shouts and demands for blood, Dee focuses on his opponents' still closed gate.

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It takes five handlers to restrain B, he bucks and pulls blindly against the catchpoles pulled tightly against his throat. They secured a blindfold tightly around his head, plunging him into darkness.

“Jesus, this one’s fresh!”

“They all are when they’re new, give it time. All dogs learn to heel eventually.”

B doesn’t know where he’s being taken. But these handlers don’t give him orders, very few can.

There’s a metallic crunch of metal sliding, the sound of a crowd becoming louder and louder. B is breathing heavily now, a cornered animal lashing out at anything he can. Adrenaline pumping through his blood as a crowd begins to shout.

He can smell blood and sweat and the thick smell of pine shavings.

“It appears our challenger is finally ready!” Announces a voice, echoing around the room.

Adrenalin shoots through Dee the second his opponent's gate opens. His pupils dilate and muscles flex. Fingers close into fists. Finally, the shouting, whistling crowd fades to background noise. There's only the ring now. It’s metal gates and wooden walls. The pine shavings, with harder uneven bits boring into his feet. He shifts, ready to strike.

Until the other guy gets shoved into view. A blindfold is ripped away from terror wide, green eyes, the same eyes that had smiled at Dee minutes ago.

All the tension bleeds from his body and something snaps, deep inside him, like the fraying drawstring of an old bow. It leaves him numb. The cries and shrieks and whistles of the people above all rush back in, louder than they’ve ever felt. Their stares are burning. But he only cares for one pair of eyes, peering up at him. B’s.

“I’m sorry.” he mouths. Let’s end this quick. The gong goes off and Dee pounces.

B jolts forward, feet sinking into the shavings as a surge of adrenaline throws his body to the side. Pain twists his chest but he can’t think about this. He has to survive this. Has to see Scott again… Everything has condensed into a single instinct: survive.

Dee barrels towards him and he dives to the side, scrambling in the dust to get out of his way. He snarls, pushing off his feet to swing around and aim a punch at the other guard dog.

Dee catches B’s fist mere centimeters from his throat. Feet burring deeper into the wood shavings. The punch's impact burns in his palm, races up his forearm. Dee pushes the other back, gets him stumbling. He swings his leg, aiming for B’s shins.

The blow hits, sending B sprawling to the ground. He’s slow. He’s tired. He claws the ground to try and get away, rolling onto his back and kicking out his legs to keep the other dog off him. He snarls, snapping the air with his titanium canines.

The flash of silver in his mouth had the fine hairs on Dee’s arms raise in alarm, but that mouth was far away from him, for now. He has to keep it that way. Folding his arm, Dee gets ready to crush the others windpipe with his elbow but his legs won’t let him dive down. They’re locked with reluctance. His own advice spirals through his head like some bad parody playing on loop.

No time for hesitation. No time for mercy.

He rams his foot into B’s stomach.

The breath is knocked out of B, wheezing as he punches blindly at Dee’s leg. Get off the ground. On your feet.

His mind is screaming at him and he lunges forward to sink his teeth into the other guard dog’s leg. The audience roars for blood.

Pain races up Dee’s leg as titanium tears his skin appart. Cutting through muscle as easily as a knife through butter. A howl rips from his throat. His head spins, dizzy with adrenalin, as he bends down. One hand winds around B’s throat and the other pinches his nose shut. C’mon, breath! Open your stupid mouth already.

B shakes his head from side to side, trying to dislodge the hand on him. But his body screams at him to breathe and he opens his mouth, gasping and pulling in air. He spits out the other dog’s blood, shuffling under him to try and get back to his feet.

Finally, Dee’s free. Warm blood streams down his throbbing leg but he’s got no time to dwell on it. Pushing the pain down, burying it deep beneath instinct, under the knowledge that lives in his muscles Dee rams his knee into B’s head. Hard. Something splinters, crunches, in the others face.

B howls, fire exploding across his face, holding his nose and feeling hot liquid run down his hands. He can taste and smell blood. His world is awash in it. He roars and blindly tackles the other dog’s legs trying to slam him down to the ground.

Both of them crouch to the floor, the wood shaving do nothing to dampen the blow to Dee’s head. White light explodes behind his eyes but his legs kick out, connecting with hard muscle. There is a groan. Shuffling. He blinks the world back into focus and above him hovers B’s blood smeared, snarling face. He grabs the other dog by the shoulders. Ready to finish this.

B doesn’t give him the chance. Down there is no place for hesitation. Or mercy.

Dean’s voice is the last thing he hears as he slams his head against the other guard dog’s in an explosion of white light.

He’s unconscious before his body slumps to the ground.

#whump #pet whump #boxboy whump #box boy whump #bbu #wru world building #forced to fight #fighting #whumpees forced to fight #injuries #hurt whumpee #box boys #boxboy #pet whumpees #guard dog boxbox #guard dog #b the guard dog #guard dog dee #dee

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stuffthatbard · 3 years ago

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Good Puppy

Tags: Jaskier/Yennefer, Puppy Play, Light Dom/sub, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Collars, Cock Cages, Butt Plugs, Vibrators, Multiple Orgasms, Forced Orgasm, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Sub Jaskier, Dom Yennefer, Humiliation, Omorashi, Watersports, Breathplay, Aftercare, Praise Kink, Spooning, Consensual Kink

Ummmm prompts sitting in my inbox? What prompts haha

When Yennefer first suggested it, Jaskier thought she was kidding. Pretending to be a dog? Like a kid playing make-believe? He didn’t understand how anyone could find it arousing, but the idea did intrigue him, and so he agreed to try it out.

He hadn’t expected to like it quite this much, but something about the way she treated him—loving, yes, but somehow still beneath her—got him off like a rocket.

And even beyond that, beyond the fact that a sighed “Puppy,” could have heat curling in his gut immediately, he found that he quite liked the submission of it as well—whenever they played, he didn’t have to worry about anything. He only had to be a good boy and listen to her—or, if he was bad, to take his punishment. But he was rarely bad—pleasing her earned him praise that he desperately craved.

And one day, when they’re lying together in bed, sweat cooling on their bodies, Yennefer brings up something more. “What would you say,” she muses, fingers curling round his hair, “to being my puppy all the time?”

“All the time?”

“Only at home,” she amends herself. “The rest of the world doesn’t get to see you like this. Only I do,” she purrs, tugging at a lock of his hair, sending a shiver down his spine.

He bites his lip. It’s a daunting thought, but he can’t deny that he’s interested. “What would that mean?” he asks.

“The same rules would apply—you would always wear a collar, and you wouldn’t be allowed on the furniture, and you would sleep in your crate—unless you’ve been good and I let you join me in bed,” she says.

He hesitates.

“You can say no. We can keep doing this, only playing occasionally.” She pets a hand over his hair, inadvertently reminding him exactly why it is he loves this.

“I want to,” he blurts out. “I want to try it.”

Settling into life as her puppy is much easier than Jaskier thought it would be. The only challenge is this: When Yennefer is at work, and he’s left home alone, he can’t quite settle into the mindset. He supposes he doesn’t have to, not while Yennefer isn’t here. He can’t sink fully into being her puppy, but it feels wrong not to, and so he’s caught in a sort of in-between state, with all the desires of a human being and none of the restraint to stop himself from acting on them.

He doesn’t think twice about pleasuring himself while she’s gone—she won’t be home for hours yet, after all, and he’s so horny he could cry. Surely it won’t hurt much if he rubs one out, right? He has needs, after all, and if she’s not there to help him fill them, well…

He hops up on her bed, buries his face in the sheets that have her scent on them, and starts rutting against the mattress, thoughts of silken skin and sharp nails filling his mind. He’s close, so close, on the edge of coming—whimpering and gasping—

He hears the door open.

The shock of being caught by Yennefer summons his orgasm immediately, that wicked little exhibitionist streak he’s always had rearing its head. But it’s not as satisfying, ruined by the sudden thought that she’s seen him breaking the rules.

He stares at her, breathing heavily, and she stares back. He expects yelling, he expects her to grab his collar and drag him off the bed, berate him—he expects anything except what actually happens.

“Aw, did puppy make a mess?” she coos, walking over and dragging a finger through the cum painting the sheets. He whines, face burning in embarrassment, burying his face in the sheets so he doesn’t have to look at her.

“None of that now,” she says sternly, but her fingers are gentle when they scratch behind his ear. She coaxes him to lift his head, tugging gently at his collar until he looks at her. “It’s alright, I should have known you couldn’t control yourself.”

He perks up a bit—does this mean he’s not in trouble?

He keeps waiting for the other shoe to drop, for his punishment to come, but she doesn’t do anything that night. Is it a test? Is she leaving him waiting in anticipation, to make it all the more intense when it finally comes?

He’s almost forgotten about it by the time she comes home the next day—later than usual, and carrying a shopping bag, though from this angle, he can’t see what’s inside it. Curiosity is eating him up, but puppies can’t ask questions—and he’s determined be good for her, not wanting to remind her of his recent transgressions.

He greets her enthusiastically, nuzzling into the vee of her legs—maybe she’ll even let him apologize the way he knows best, until she’s shaking with pleasure.

She catches on immediately—of course she does. She’s a good owner, always knows what her puppy wants—though that doesn’t mean she gives it to him, of course. “Do you want to say sorry?” she asks, reaching down to pet his hair.

He whines and nods, eager to earn her forgiveness.

“Go sit on the bed,” she instructs, and he leaps to obey. He’ll show her just how good he can be, and secretly he hopes that he might be rewarded for it.

Antsy with anticipation, he fidgets in place, though he doesn’t dare get up and pace. She doesn’t make him wait long—she follows shortly after, carrying the same bag, which she sets aside. Though he’s burning with curiosity about what’s inside it—and whether it’s meant for him—his attention is pulled away by her shutting the door and beginning to strip, revealing skin that he’s itching to taste. If he had a tail, it would be wagging right now.

She climbs atop the bed and leans back against the headboard, looking every inch the regal queen despite—or maybe because of—her nudity. Her legs part, revealing a glimpse of her cunt, already starting to get wet.

As much as he wants to leap into action, kissing and licking, he’s been trained better than that. He waits until she pulls him in place with a finger hooked around his collar, nudging his head down, before he starts to lave his tongue over her.

His licks are sloppy, uncoordinated, but no lesser for his eagerness. Slick drips down his chin, mixing with drool as he salivates, relishing the taste of her sweet cunt.

After she shakes apart on his tongue once, walls clenching around nothing, she tugs him up by the collar, and he shifts his attention to her clit, licking and sucking until she’s moaning, legs trembling with another orgasm. He knows better than to stop, and returns to licking between her labia, dipping his tongue inside as she shudders.

He flutters his tongue, teeth just barely grazing her clit, and she grinds down, smothering him, though he doesn’t complain. He laps up the slick that gushes forth like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted, licking her clean until, oversensitive, she pulls him away with two fingers hooked in his collar.

“Good boy,” she croons, once she catches her breath, and pulls him into a kiss, tasting herself on his tongue. “Apology accepted.”

His heart soars. He’s been forgiven, and he’s been good! He whines with pleasure, nipping gently at her lips until she pushes him away and sits up.

He watches as she leans over and pulls the bag closer—he’d forgotten, and his heart drops when he sees the first item she pulls out. “Oh, don’t be like that,” she coaxes upon seeing his face. “This is to help you be a good boy. You want to be good, right?”

He whines. He does want to be good, but this—a cock cage? Forget a reward, this is perhaps the worst punishment she could give him.

Will she ever allow him to come again? And what about—he gulps—what about when he needs to piss? He trusts her with his life, but not enough to trust that she won’t delight in making him squirm.

But he doesn’t stop her when she leans forward and fits it around his cock and balls, the cold metal making him flinch back. “Stop that,” she admonishes, flicking lightly at the head of his cock, and he yelps.

It’s a painful few minutes as she waits for his erection to go down enough to fasten the cage closed and lock it, tucking the key away. “There we go,” she coos. “Now we shouldn’t have any more accidents.”

He whines again.

“And,” she continues, “I have a treat for you.” He perks up as she pulls another item out of the bag—a tail plug, and his eyes go wide in arousal when he sees it.

She laughs, but not meanly. “Turn around and present.”

He does, holding his cheeks open the way she taught him to allow better access—and because ‘it makes such a pretty sight,’ according to her.

He jumps at the first press of a slick finger at his hole, but leans back into it as she works him open, little whimpers making their way out of his mouth. The plug slides in easily, popping past the tight ring of muscle and settling right up against his prostate. The fur of the tail brushes against the inside of his sensitive thigs, and it sends him half mad with sensation.

He feels a sudden sharp sting on his ass—she’s spanked him, just to see the way he yelps and clenches around the plug, yelping again when it drives the plug further in, pressing just so against his most sensitive spot.

He forces himself to settle, consciously relaxing his muscles and giving himself some relief. Experimentally, he wiggles his lower half, the tail swinging side to side, and earns an appreciative hum from Yennefer. “Do you like that, puppy?” she purrs. “I certainly do.”

He nods, turning around and nuzzling up against her thigh. She really is good to him.

“Wait until I show you the best part,” she says, rummaging around in the bag once more. Jaskier hears a small click, and then suddenly he feels the plug start to vibrate, forcing precum to weep out of his caged cock, which is valiantly trying to get hard again despite its bonds.

His fingers scrabble against the sheets, trying in vain to find something to cling to as he rides the waves of vibrations. He whines, thrusting his hips forward into the sheets by instinct, but he can’t get any stimulation on his poor caged cock. His desperate humping is as useless as his cock is now.

He buries his face against her leg, whining still, and she takes pity, switching the vibrations off. “I’ve put you through a lot tonight, I know,” she murmurs, petting his hair. “We’ll play with that later.”

He remains frustrated and unsatisfied until he falls asleep, but he’s at least grateful to be forgiven and even allowed a place in her bed.

When he wakes up the next morning, he expects Yennefer to take the cage off. Maybe this was just a brief punishment, a test, and she’ll let him come since he’s been so good.

But she just laughs at his hopeful look—“Silly puppy. This is for your own good, remember?”—and leaves it on. And to make matters worse, he knows that she’s going to be busy all day today—she’ll be home, but most likely locked away in her office while she works.

The sole consolation is that she won’t have the time to torture him with pleasure, something she delights in doing whenever they’re home together. But she won’t be giving him any attention, either.

He dozes for a bit, whiling away the morning, until he gets too bored and goes searching for anything else to do. He would jerk off, but, well, that’s not an option anymore. He considers going to bother Yennefer, but even before thinking about it he knows it’s a bad idea. And he’s trying to be good, after all.

It’s around noon when the urge to pee gets really bad. He’s been holding it all morning, ignoring the steadily-growing urge, but it’s truly undeniable now. Hanging his head, he goes over to her office, scratching at the door to get her attention. The door doesn’t open, though. Heart clenching, he whines, knowing that she’ll be angry with him for disturbing her, but he’s desperate at this point—good boys don’t have accidents, after all, and he’s perilously close to one.

His bladder is straining, almost as if he can feel the piss sloshing around inside. After a wave of need hits him particularly hard, his hands fly down to his cock, squeezing as firmly as he can despite the cage in the way. He needs to go.

He starts to cry, tears of frustration and desperation falling down his face, hiccupping whines making their way out of his mouth. “Jaskier, stop whining. I’m busy,” Yennefer calls from the other side of the door.

So she knows he’s there, and she won’t come to help. Jaskier knows, then, with absolute certainty, that he’s going to piss himself. He’s going to piss right here, right on the floor, through his cage, and it’s going to get everywhere, and Yennefer is going to be mad, and—

He’s peeing before he can even finish the thought, hot piss hissing against the bars of the cage, dribbling onto the floor into a hot puddle, soaking his legs. The relief is great, but it’s overpowered by the intense guilt and shame of the action. He’s pissing on the floor. Like an untrained puppy.

Though his eyes are squeezed shut, he hears the door to the office open. He whines, not meeting her eyes, shoulders hunched up.

“Bad puppy,” she admonishes—the exact words he feared. “What have I told you about making a mess?”

He whines, but it’s cut off as she wraps a finger around his collar and pulls him after her. He rushes to catch up, limbs uncoordinated, weak with relief and heavy with dread. She drags him to the bathroom, has him clamber into the tub, and turns the faucet on full blast. He yelps, the water stinging his skin—at least she’s using warm water, rather than cold. It’s still not something he was expecting, and he’s left dripping but clean in the aftermath.

She towels him dry, rough but not painful, except for when she tweaks his nipples or yanks at a strand of hair or tugs at his tail. He stifles his yelps, though, not wanting to anger her more, even as she clicks her fingers at him to follow her to the bedroom.

He makes as if to jump up on the bed, but one stern glance from her has him reconsidering. Right. Only good boys are allowed on the furniture. He sits at her feet, head bowed, waiting for his punishment.

She bends down and brushes a finger under his chin, lifting until his eyes meet hers. “How can I help you learn this lesson, hm?” she asks, thumb stroking his lips. “I don’t think pain will work—you’re too eager for it,” she mocks. “But pleasure, well—my dirty little hedonist, I think I can teach you about too much of a good thing.” She leans in close, her breath mingling with his. “I’m going to make you mess your cage until you run dry.”

She switches the vibrating plug on. He sucks in a breath, hips jerking forward and almost touching her leg, but he wrestles himself back under control. Don’t make a mess, he coaches himself, his hips twitching as if to drive himself back further upon the vibrator. She laughs delightedly. “Good boy, you’re learning already.”

He whimpers, caught between the dual pain of his flesh pressed against the cage and the pleasure of her praise and the wonderful vibrations. With the plug pressed directly against his prostate, he’s rapidly barreling towards an orgasm—except his cock is kept forcefully soft, weeping through the bars and pooling on the floor. He whines upon seeing it and, without a second thought, leans down to lick up his mess.

Her hand comes down in his hair, at first caressing, but then she shoves him down, nose ground against the floor. “That’s right. Clean up the mess you’ve made,” she says, not letting him up until every drop has been licked clean.

The vibrations keep rocketing through him, assaulting his every nerve. He bites his lip, feeling an impossible orgasm approach. Even confined in a cage, he can feel it building, building, until it overtakes him in a wave, dragged out of him in a slow oozing drip. He pants, riding it through, his panting turning into a steady whine as the plug doesn’t stop.

His oversensitive nerves jump with every sensation, his fingers curling into fists, sweat beading and dripping down his skin. He risks a glance up at Yennefer, silently begging her to stop, but she just raises an eyebrow. “Don’t you want to be good, puppy?” she asks, and he does, he does want to be good, but it’s almost painful now, a second orgasm forcing its way through his body.

He’s right on the edge—but he still needs something to push him over, something to pull him through the wall of oversensitivity and bring him to ecstatic pleasure. He gets it in the form of her sharp nails pricking at his skull, yanking his head up, and her other hand tugging at his collar and twisting. He gasps, air cut off, hands coming to scrabble at his neck, eyes rolling back in his head—and comes like a fucking fountain, cum spurting between the bars of his cage, all the blood rushing from his head, stars filling his vision.

He slumps down, gasping in a breath as she releases his collar, her deceptively strong arms catching him before he can fall into the puddle beneath him. She lifts him up and places him in bed—like a good puppy, his hazy mind tells him—and he slowly comes back to the feeling of her scritching her nails lightly behind his ear in the way that always drives him mad with pleasure, and the sound of her murmuring praises.

“Good boy, Jaskier, you were so good for me,” she coos, and he feels her jostle the cage between his legs. His eyes shoot open and he scrambles backwards with all the urgency his lazy limbs can manage. He can’t handle anything more right now, not with his poor wrung out cock so sensitive. His safeword is on the tip of his tongue when she speaks.

“I’m taking it off, that’s all,” she promises, and he settles down, letting her unlock it and ease it gently off, noting with a whimper the dark lines the cage has gouged into his flesh. “Oh, poor thing.”

Next is the tail plug, and he knows not to jerk back from the slight tug at his stretched rim. There’s a brief flash of too-much as the widest part of the plug exits, followed by the alien feeling of his hole gaping around nothing, fluttering weakly in the plug’s wake.

“Lovely,” Yennefer praises, looking at his hole as if she’d like nothing more than to devour him. Mercifully, she leaves well enough alone, and nudges him over until she can fit on the bed next to him, pulling him into her arms. He goes with a happy sigh, glad his punishment is over and basking in her closeness. “Good boy,” she praises him one last time before sleep claims him. He really does love being her good puppy.

#stb fic #stb yenskier #stb jaskier #stb yennefer #stb omo #stb roleplay

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normal-with-adhd-is-a-joke · 3 years ago

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What no one tells you about owning a cat

So spooky season is approaching and you'll probably see me post some pictures of my adorable black cat Piggy. And you may think to yourself "I think I would like a cat" to which I would usually say "you should get one, they're the best pets!" But I'm going to break my usual cat propaganda to get down to the unpleasant stuff you have to expect as a cat owner. (Note: most of these are worst-case scenarios, but they took me off guard as a cat owner so I want to prepare others).

They are NOT low-maintenance animals. They're medium-maintenance, I would say. When one of my cats isn't knocking things off the shelves, the other is pushing her back into my face begging to be pet. If you have a cat, your life is going to become a lot more full of cat. Don't expect them to just chill all day and not bother you unless you want to pet them.

They get bored easily. This goes along with the above one. Some very lazy cats won't want to play at all. Some cats can entertain themselves. But most cats want to be played with. They want you to move the laser pointer or throw the ball or wiggle the string. Cats are natural hunters so toys that move offer more appeal. Some cats may prefer to get their exercise in the form of traveling, in which case you'll need cat trees and/or a leash to walk them on. Remember to get specifically a cat harness, dog harnesses and collars can slip off or injure your cat.

Any cat can be a sick cat. "But my cat is a mutt cat from a shelter which means they're super healthy" no. "But my cat is from a super good breeder so they've been screened for all health problems" also no. Cat genetics are as confusing and random as human genetics. While you can up your odds of getting a healthy cat by shopping or adopting responsibly, you have to be prepared, financially and emotionally, to deal with a sick animal. And look, I'm not even talking about something major like diabetes or kidney disease or cancer. Piggy can from under a shed and ate trash for the first 6 months of her life, but when I brought her home she developed gastrointestinal problems, ear infections, and a persistent rash on her throat. Poor thing is allergic to gluten and chicken, both of which were in the food she was eating. We had to buy a few expensive bags of fancy allergen-free cat food to figure it out. You have to be in good enough financial straits to be able to run a few tests if your cat starts acting funky.

Sending them in for any procedure is terrifying. When Piggy went in for her spay I was so exhausted from the stress that I ended up falling asleep for a few hours while we waited and had more than one dream of getting a call that she had died in surgery. And that was knowing the low risk of complications for spaying. You'll likely need to see your cat through at least one major procedure in their life (spay/neuter if nothing else) and it will be the worst few hours of your life.

Their poop and pee is disgusting. Sorry, it needs to be said. Cat pee is one of the top 10 worst smells imo.

On the subject of gross, you will clean up cat bodily secretions off your floor. Vomit, poop, pee, it happens. Whether they're sick or just miss the litter box, it falls on you to clean it up.

You will get scratched. This is a fact of owning a cat. And you will not get them declawed because that's a horribly cruel procedure that's outlawed in most developed countries. Those little claw caps can help, but they're not super practical in the long run. The best advice is to wash out your scratches and dab a little neosporin on them if they bleed. It's not very common, but if a scratch swells/bruises/looks gross in general it might be good to check in with a doctor to make sure there's no infection.

You have to be prepared to let go when the time comes. The hardest part about owning a cat is not owning a cat anymore. Unfortunately, this leads to people clinging to their cats at the expense of the cat's suffering. If you believe your cat can be saved and your vet is pushing euthanasia, it's absolutely within your rights to get a second opinion. But if every vet you see is saying there's nowhere to go but the rainbow bridge, it's probably time. I found it was extremely comforting to hold my cat Shy when it was time to have her put down. She loved being held and it gave me peace to know that she was as comfortable as I could make her. However, it's understandable if you want to remember your pet alive and well. Vets offer comfort and love to pets who are passing, your cat won't be alone or uncared for. I recommend trying to make end-of-life decisions far in advance so you don't have to stress at the last second.

Feel free to add anything else that you didn't expect about being a cat owner!

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spookyboywhump · 4 years ago

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Hehehehe more collaring content with Cain

CW: Collars, shock collars, pet whump, dehumanization

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The collar got on his nerves quickly. So far he’d only taken it off to shower but Nicholas always made sure he put it back on. He couldn’t stand the constant weight around his throat, but he remembered the pain of the whipping all too clearly. He told himself to just tolerate it for now, until he could find a way out, but his patience was wearing thin and his already short temper was getting worse and worse.

What finally made him snap was being told to kneel. Three days had passed since he’d been collared and he had been trying so hard to be careful, to do what Nicholas said without much trouble, but this seemed to be his limit.

“I’m not fucking doing this!” He snapped, jumping to his feet.

“Darling-“

“No!” He fumbled with the clasp to the collar, getting it off and tossing it aside. “I’m-I’m not your darling, I’m not your pet, and I want out!” He yelled at him. Nicholas sighed, getting to his feet.

“I thought we were past this.” He said, approaching Cain, who flinched and backed away.

“I’m serious, Nicholas. Let. Me. Go.” He demanded.

“Why?” He asked calmly.

“What?”

“Why should I let you go?” He took another step towards him. “Do you really think that’s a good idea? Your mutts escaped and you really want to risk having to pay for what you did to them?” He laughed. “Darling, I’m doing you a favor by keeping you here.”

“You’re not doing me any favors by treating me like an animal!” He snapped.

“And why should I treat you as anything else?” Cain tried to back away further but his back hit the wall, Nicholas placing his hands on either side of his head, trapping him there. “You aren’t good for much else, you should consider yourself lucky I want to keep you at all.” Each word stabbed into him, more insults designed to break him into submission. The worst part was that it was working, he found the fight leaving him as he slumped against the wall.

“I-I just…” He didn’t know what to say to defend himself, a part of him knew, Nicholas was right.

“See? I can tell you know it’s true. Stop throwing this fit of yours and let’s get you collared again.”

“I don’t want that fucking collar…” He murmured, a weak attempt to remain defiant.

“Oh no, not that collar.” He said, confusing Cain. He suddenly grabbed him by his shirt, dragging him away from the wall. “No, you got that off far too easily, you need something different.” He said, the implications making his blood run cold. Nicholas dragged him upstairs, he had no choice but to stumble along to try and avoid any further punishment.

“Kneel.” He ordered when they got to the room. This time, Cain obeyed. He watched as Nicholas got a box from the closet, kneeling down and setting the box in front of him. “I don’t trust you to keep your collar on for now so you need something more secure.” He said, Cain staring nervously into the box. There were several leather collars inside, a familiar silver band, and a soft pink collar that looked more like a ribbon, a bell hanging off it. Out of curiosity, he picked it up, mostly in hopes of distracting from the silver one. “That one belonged to my Doll, I had him some time before I had you of course.” He said casually.

“What… what happened to him…?” He asked hesitantly.

“Oh, he wasn’t much fun once he was broken in. I gave him away, I hear his new owner greatly enjoys him.” He said, and Cain shuddered. He didn’t want to be broken or given away, he just wanted to be let go. “Enough about that though, *this* is the collar you need.” He said, he lifted the silver band from the box and Cain immediately scrambled back.

“You fucker!” He said without thinking. “You’re doing this on purpose!” He snapped.

“Of course I am, because you decided to take your collar off.”

“You didn’t have to choose that one!” He snapped. He’d worn one like it before, he knew the only way to get it off was with the same remote that triggered it.

“I did though. If you’d kept your collar on it wouldn’t have come to this.” He said, coming closer when he tried to back away. With Cain on the floor already it was easy for Nicholas to get on top of him, straddling his hips. Cain tried to shove his hands away but Nicholas easily caught his wrists in his hand, pinning them above his head. “Really darling, you know how easy that is.” He laughed, Cain growling angrily in response. He was able to get the collar around his throat, letting go of his hands to secure it shut. He finally got off him and Cain scrambled away, pushing himself into a corner away from Nicholas.

“Please-Please don’t…” He whimpered, but Nicholas didn’t listen, snatching up the remote to the collar as he got to his feet. “Please, Nicholas-“ He started, but he pressed the button, Cain’s hands flying to the collar as he screamed. The shock only lasted a moment but it scared him more than it hurt, his heart hammering in his chest as he stared up at Nicholas, who simply smiled at him.

“I should’ve done this to start with, but now that you have a *proper* collar, I suppose I should begin your actual training, hm, puppy?” He said, and all Cain could do was sob.

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dixbolik-lovers · 4 years ago

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hi cutiee! <3 I wondered how the pet AU Sakamaki boys would react if their owner begins to treat them with lewdness (provocative touches, suggestive smiles, etc), however, he/she does not allow them to have sex with himself/herself and reprimands them if they are the ones who come on to him/her~

Shuu

He doesn’t want to care. Being afraid of what his owner can do to him is the way to get hurt all the more, and Shuu fully intends to remain apathetic and avoid that. But the more you grope and toy with him, the more anxious and shaken he becomes. He does not want to be used like his brother was. The fact that you don’t want him to reciprocate is somewhat reassuring, but it doesn’t really change how awful it is that you’re handling him sexually. It’s just another miserable thing to live with.

Reiji

At first, it makes him panic. That kind of role is the last thing Reiji wants. He’s meant to be a companion, not a slave used only for pleasure, so the threat of being reduced to such a rank is terrifying. He’s clearly on-edge when you treat him in those ways, and he’s not likely to try to reciprocate at all. It’s a small comfort that you don’t want him to return the sexual behavior that you direct at him... but it still frightens Reiji that you’re hinting at assigning him to another use at all.

Ayato

Not only is Ayato scared to be used that way, he also has no idea how to reciprocate, in the first place. He’s completely ignorant about how it works for a vampire to be used for sex, and if anything, that makes him all the more anxious. When his clumsy attempts to return your behavior are reprimanded, he’s all the more confused. Why would you be touching him like you do if that isn’t what you want? He doesn’t know how to process your behavior or what he’s supposed to do to be good.

Kanato

When you first start treating him lewdly, Kanato is very, very scared. He’s seen first-hand what happens to the vampires who are used in that way, and he doesn’t want to wind up in the same situation. But what his owner says is absolute. Playing along is all he can do... right up until you turn out not to want that at all. It doesn’t make sense that you’d want the sexual contact to be so one-sided, and yet, it’s bittersweetly reassuring that you don’t expect him to come onto you in response to your actions.

Laito

He’s expecting that kind of thing from the very beginning. Laito knows what his purpose is, so being handled in perverted ways is no surprise. The part that confuses him is that you won’t let him reciprocate. It would have made sense if you wanted him to be just as seductive and flirtatious in return. Being expected to take what you do and never return the same attitude is just... odd. But it’s not the worst thing that could happen, so Laito resigns himself to accepting whatever you do to him.

Subaru

Nope, nope, nope. He practically panics the first time you try to touch him sexually, which probably just gets him in trouble for being uncooperative. Subaru has a hard time accepting lewd behavior directed at him. He gets scared and flustered way too easily, and is terrified of what you might end up doing to him. He’s not the type to try to reciprocate at all, so you reprimanding him for trying isn’t likely to happen.

Kino

While scared of what might wind up happening to him, Kino will definitely try to return the behavior. It’s clearly what you want from him... right? When those attempts only get him scolded, he’s confused and on edge. What is he supposed to do? Just take it quietly? What you’re doing doesn’t make any sense, and it means that the threat of being reassigned to a different sort of role is always hanging over his head. The stress will get to him more and more as time goes by and nothing changes.

#Diabolik Lovers #Dialovers #Sakamaki Shuu #Sakamaki Reiji #Sakamaki Ayato #Sakamaki Kanato #Sakamaki Laito #Sakamaki Subaru #Kino

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