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i really love how you draw ppls cookies! can i ask to see more?

i did more then one cause i do actually enjoy drawing friends cookie sonas/ocs !

[tobeawriter98]

Puppy In Heat

Pairing: Mommy Wanda × Australian Retriever Hybrid/F!OC

Warning: 18+

Content: Fluff, crying, soft sex, slight edging, fingering, pussy eating, spanking, overstimulation, degrading, humping/mounting, multiple orgasm, dom/sub, praise kink, biting/marking, tender after care.

Summary: Wanda comes home from work to find that her special puppy has gone into heat while she was away, and she does everything in her power to give her sweetheart the tender, love and care that she deserves.

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Pulling into the driveway Wanda lets out a tired sigh, relieved that she could finally leave the office and come home to the love of her life, her precious little puppy. When she'd left this morning, she was slightly concerned because her puppy hadn't gotten up to greet her like she usually did, in fact her puppy woke up later than usual. Wanda was already accustomed to her puppy's habit to lie in bed just a tad longer but even with a few more extra minutes she'd missed entirely and they almost always ate breakfast together. When she'd checked, the only response that she received was a sleepy groan paired with a frustrated huff and a whine of leave me alone while her special girl turned away in order to cuddle up more into the pillow. With that reaction alone, Wanda could only let out a light laugh as she runs her finger through her blonde locks before gently caressing her baby's fluffy golden ears with care, well aware that she had to leave which meant that the redhead was only able to depart with a brief good morning, and a gentle kiss to the temple whilst she reminded her special girl that her breakfast was already prepared for her and that she'd be home by five o'clock sharp.

She really did miss her little pup today, and Wanda could only smile to herself at how her special girl would be waiting for her by the door, as hyper as can be chanting that mommy's home with the biggest most precious smile on her face, her nose scrunch melting her heart every time. Exiting her vehicle, Wanda brushes some of her red locks out of her face, immense love filling her heart knowing that in only a moment's time her puppy would be in her arms, and they could enjoy a calming evening together, maybe even a Cars marathon would be in order since it's one of her pups favorite films, not to mention the white chocolate chip raspberry cookies waiting to be eaten in the microwave as a special dessert.

When she enters her home, Wanda can't help but inhale the familiar homey scent of her candle wax melter, the entryway always smelling of frosted vanilla. Placing her keys and purse on the console table, she looks around briefly before her eyebrows furrow at the emptiness that greets her, the sound of the living room tv could be heard and she peeks in and takes note of the abandoned x box controller, the screen showing a recent win on Fortnight but no sight of her baby.

‘Where is she?’ She thinks to herself in slight surprise, unsure of what could be holding her special girl's attention, especially if her game lay unattended.

“Precious puppy, mommy's home!” Wanda calls out, her voice traveling across the home but after a moment nothing happens and this makes her frown. Worry immediately coursing through her veins, she marches up the stairs when she notes that her baby's dog bowl still sat with the breakfast she'd fixed this morning, so many thoughts of what could be wrong goes through her mind. Before she could barge straight into their shared master bedroom, she halts at the sound of sheets rustling alongside whining and light growling on the other side of the door.

Pushing the door open slowly, Wanda peers through the crack she's made, and what she sees causes her breath hitch and her hold on the door knob to tighten at the sight of her puppy desperately humping her pillow with fervor, completely unaware that she has been caught. She's wearing her favorite red jumper, but is bottomless bare bottom visible, fluffy tail arched up and wagging in evident pleasure as she whines helplessly, head tilted back with golden ears flopping back and forth by the sheer vigor of her thrusting hips, the only other sounds other then her panting and creaking of the bed is the jingling of her wave imprinted Ruffwear collar.

Wanda bites her lower lip at the sight alone and she can only imagine the euphoric expression on her sweet girl's face. The smell of hot sex hits her senses and a possessive feeling wells up inside her chest, here her puppy is touching herself without her presence and getting off without permission, knowing full well about their rules they have in place. Here she thought that something was wrong, that her girl could be unwell but instead she's acting like a mutt in heat.

Her puppy starts growling lowly, straightening up her spine as she begins to tremble signalling her impending orgasm as her hip movements stutter losing momentum, while the name mommy falls breathlessly from her lips, the title alone is what causes Wanda to step in, the woman now wondering just how long her sweetheart had been at it. “And just what do we have here hmmm?” Wanda hums out, tilting her head as she takes in how her interruption startles her puppy who squeals in fright and hastily scrambles off the pillow landing on the comforter in a sweaty heap covering herself with the blanket in an attempt to hide her actions.

“Mommy!” Puppy whines out in embarrassment, her cheeks burning a bright pink while she tucks her ears back. She could feel herself trembling, and the wet heat between her thighs made it worse when her mommy gives her that knowing look and that's how she knows full well that she's been caught red handed being a naughty girl while she was away working hard to provide for both of them.

Clutching the blanket around herself in an attempt to hide the evidence of her pulsing arousal, slickness coating her inner thighs as ears twitch nervously at the way her mommy's eyes darken right in front of her. Puppy struggles to meet her mommy's gaze. Getting defensive she immediately goes to defend her actions somehow. “I-I didn't know you were home, I was just…”

“Being a dirty mutt getting off without mommy's permission isn't that right?” Wanda finishes off for her, walking further into the room, a thrill running down her spine at the sight of her sweetheart all shy, when she had just been in the throes of cumming while grinding her wet cunt against her pillow, no amount of excuses would change the wet stain that could be seen against the grey silk fabric of her pillow case that is now lying on the floor. “Such a naughty girl you are.”

“Nuh uhhh mommy, I'm not a naughty girl!” Puppy huffs in frustration, shaking her head in disagreement even though her mommy was right. She had been trying to ease the need between her thighs, but it wasn't her fault that she'd woken up and couldn't ignore the way everything reminded her off her mommy, and just how much the house smells like her, it made her wet just at the thought of having her mommy scent all over and inside of her. “Mm not!”

It was when she'd been playing fortnight that she couldn't take it any longer, a faint memory of her mommy letting her cockwarm her most favorite toy while playing video games late one evening left her breathless. After that she'd been too needy to hold back and found herself in their shared room looking for anything to help her relieve the heat deep inside of her but now, being caught in the act like this with her mommy's intense gaze on her. Her green eyes dark with a smirk on her pretty pink lips, had her so humiliated but it only turned her on more, being denied the orgasm she'd been working towards for the last hour meant that the tight coil in her tummy had her immensely sensitive, and horny but how could she just explain that her heat arrived early then they'd initially thought and even if that is the case, she could have called her mommy, but didn't want to interrupt her while she was working and instead took matters into her own hands but she should have known it wouldn't be the same.

After her small fit, the room goes quiet and puppy does everything in her power to hide by sinking deeper into the covers Wanda shakes her head at her puppys attempt to defend herself knowing very well that she was being a naughty girl, and she wants a real explanation, especially when they have set rules for each other. “Ah ah don't bother hiding now,” She says sickeningly sweet with a snap of her fingers, knowing just what her puppy must have been doing, what she could have done but she stopped her before the young pup could even consider finishing. Her puppy would cum on her terms and her terms alone. “Now be a big girl and tell mommy what you were doing.and why you thought it was okay to break the rules.”

“Being a naughty girl and touching myself,” Puppy whispers softly, lowering her head in defeat, ears pressed against her scalp as she touches her collar playing with her name tag letting the jingle of the metal distract her from the possible punishment on the rise especially knowing there was no going back and wallowing in her shame wasn't going to help anything. But a part of her couldn't focus, not when she couldn't stop her body from reacting to Wanda, practically clenching around nothing at the way her mommy demands her attention. “I couldn't help it though, I'm so sorry mommy!” A small pout falls on her lips as she shuffles in her spot, whining at the ache between her legs and not being able to do anything about it brought tears to her eyes. “I'm really really sorry for not waiting for you. It just aches so much and couldn't have you while gone at work and and…”

With a trembling bottom lip and a watery sniffle, tears start to fall from her puppy's lovely hazel eyes and high pitch whines escape her throat, the precious girl pawing at the bed in evident frustration. “Hey now,” Wanda speaks up gently, her heart sinking at the sight of the tears falling down her baby's cheeks and move to settle next to her in the bed, the redhead wraps her arm around her pulling her pup close into her side, a hand immediately stroking her cute fluffy ears just the way she likes it. “It's okay sweetheart, you're okay, no need for tears, hush now, mommy's got you.”

Wanda hushes her sweet puppy, her mind concluding what could be the real issue as she gently caresses her face and wipes her tears and nose with her cardigan sleeve, not at all startled by the unsanitary aspect of her actions, her baby needs her especially when clothes are washable and replaceable. “Can you be a good girl and tell mommy what's wrong detka?” She whispers softly, running a comforting hand along her puppy's back soothingly, the redhead tenderly brushing her blonde hair out of her eyes and in attempt to bring a smile back to her baby's face Wanda leans in to press a loving kiss against her the side of her lips, only for a chuckle to come out when her puppy whines out again pathetically arching her body more into her touch. “No kisses until you tell mommy what's the matter.”

Puppy turns away from Wanda her cheeks heating up in embarrassment at the tender way her mommy was looking at her, it made her tummy flip at the darkness that lingers in gaze but it's the way her fingers brush her ears and tease her tail that has her falling silent, and now she's expected to explain that her heat come earlier than expected.

Her thighs squeeze together when her mommy's fingers hook into the loop of her collar, tugging it with a firmness that brings her to look at her once more, her breath hitching sharply at the look in her dark green orbs says that she expects an answer now. “My heat…” She says quietly, practically trembling when her mommy's hold tightens on her collar and their noses are practically touching, the warmth of her mommys body against hers bringing every nerve ending to life once more, easily shifting her attention back to the aching in her pussy.

“Speak up mutt, mommy didn't hear you.” Wanda responds teasingly as she leans in closer brushing their noses together, while her free hand moves to her puppy's thigh giving the available skin a brief but firm squeeze. She knows damn well what her puppy said. But seeing her like this, so caught up in her annual heat, one of which enhances the love she holds for her that she becomes a needy mess, only submissive for her mommy and her mommy only.

Puppy leans up into her mommy's touch, never wanting to part from the warmth she always found there. A breathy whine leaves her lips at the squeeze to her thigh, the sensation causing her hips to twitch while her fluffy golden ears perking at attention. “My heat, it-it's come early mommy.” She confesses with a shaky voice, her eyes slightly watery as she shyly meets her mommy's gaze with pink cheeks wet as can be from the remaining tear stains.

When her words are met with only a hum from mommy, the redhead moves her face lower now placing hot kisses against her puppy's throat. “Nmm can you please touch me mommy?” She pleads, just the sheer thought of her mommy touching her, easing the heat inside of her has her hips shifting restlessly, another squeeze from her mommy has her mewling in desire. “Pretty pleaseeee, I really need you.”

A sharp bite against her pressure point leaves her panting and bucking her hips up slightly, hoping that the movement would make her mommy's hand fall to where she wants it most. When her mommy lets out a pleased sound, her hands tightening on her hips puppy lets out a startled sound when her mommy tugs her up and on her lap.

“Good girls get anything they want when they ask so prettily,” Wanda hums out gently, the woman settling her puppy to straddle her comfortably, her soaked thighs brushing against the fabric of her black skinny jeans. With puppy's arms wrapped securely around her shoulders, one hand already leaving a light smack against her bare bum tugging her closer, a moan released her precious lips as she bucks into the way her pussy brushes teasingly against the rough fabric.

When her puppy lets out a pleasured yelp at the friction, Wanda doesn't hesitate to connect their lips in a passionately heated kiss, her free hand slipping under her puppy's red jumper, lithe fingers delicately tracing against the skin of her sweet tummy, momentarily avoiding the spot she needs most but the feeling of her special girl humping against her thighs at the sensation of her fingers touching her just right, goosebumps could already be felt forming on her skin and Wanda practically purrs out when a low growl escapes her puppy's lips when she twicks one of her hardened nipples, and then giving her boob a brief squeeze that has her arching into the feeling.

Puppy can't stop the shaky gasp from leaving her lips when her mommy bites into her bottom lip, tugging at it harshly, her mind turning fuzzy at the attention she's receiving from the older woman who holds her heart. The tender ministrations leave her heaving out hot breaths, bodily lit up in shivers that made her pussy pulsate, and no doubt leaking against her mommy's thighs and as embarrassed as she might feel nothing beats the way her little clit brushes against her mommy's jeans clad thighs, she could just cum from this. With an eager wag of her tail, puppy leans in to kiss her mommy once more, her hold on her shoulders tightening and her hips canting up with fervor, the girl suddenly unable to stop the needy howl that escapes her lips when she suddenly finds herself stuffed knuckle deep by two of her mommy's fingers, the woman curling them and swiftly brushing against her g spot with ease.

“Mommy!” Puppy whines loudly, moaning against her mommy's throat hiding her face, inhaling her scent in an attempt to settle herself but only resorting in a strong tingle running down her spine, and making her clench around her mommy's fingers, the woman stretching her walls perfectly. “Pleaseeee.”

“Yeah, that's it sweetheart, ride me. Take everything mommy gives you.” Wanda says tauntingly, knowing that it wouldn't take long before her puppy reached the awaited edge only to be denied. Leaning to kiss her baby's chin, Wanda's let's her tongue lap briefly against the hickey she'd made prior, teasing the bruised skin before pulling back to glance down at the mess her puppy is making all over her fingers. “Let mommy look at you, lift up your jumper.”

Her request is met with obedience and Wanda moans deeply when her puppy lifts up the red fabric of her jumper over her tummy, revealing her aching swollen, cum slick cunt that at the moment is clenching around her as if afraid to let go, the way her walls are practically spamming against her digits leaves her almost feral. Just the sounds alone, the squelching on every thrust, the way her fingers slipped into her like butter but it's the needy whine that leaves her pup when her thumb presses against her straining little clit that causes her own breath to hitch in desire.

Wanda places another firm smack against her pups bum, her desire to practically ravage her puppy tipping over, to show her exactly who her owner is, and with a rather deep thrust of her fingers into her cunt has her keening loudly with her head tilted back, neck arches showing off the marks Wanda left, and it's the water her special girl stutters out a gasp, her hips faltering only slightly. “Are you close detka?” She asks teasingly, her eyes leaving her puppy's soaked pussy to her face, ears perked up cutely on her head, nose all scrunched up with a look of concentration while her eyes are squeezed shut, with lips parted in silent pleasure and heavy breaths.

“Hmmmph…” Puppy whines out, breath hitching while her hips buck hastily against her mommy's fingers. The surmounting pleasure alone has her in a daze, tongue rolling out of the side of her mouth at coiling in her lower abdomen that has her chasing her release. “Can I please cum mommy?” Puppy asks breathily, her hips practically canting into the fingers deep inside of her.

“Not yet puppy.” Wanda replies swiftly, keeping a good even pace into her puppy, she could sit like this forever, knuckle deep inside I de her needy sweet girl controlling her movements and practically basking at the grumbling whine that leaves her lips, every thrust her fingers press into her inner most sensitive spots.

Puppys hold tightens around her mommy's shoulders, spine straightening at the effort it took to just not fall over the edge right then in there. “But why nottttttt…” She complains, a pout forming on her lips at the way her mommy is controlling the pace of her hips with a firm grip making her ride the edge, and only give her enough to not completely tip over. It's moments like these where her mommy knows just how right to play with her body to keep her steady, but she really needed to cum, she's been so needy and aching all day for this and now she wasn't allowed.

“Because whatever mommy says goes, if I tell you not to cum then you won't cum until I say so or have you forgotten who you belong too.” Wanda questions firmly, the woman slowing her pace down to deep slow thrusts that curled into her g spot every time. Her thumb circles her little clit slow and sweet, and it takes everything in her to not just let her cum already.

Keening softly, puppy shakes her head, cute gold ears flopping against her head with the urgent motion. “Haven't forgotten mommy…” She whispers softly, clutching Wanda's shoulders tightly as she gives in to the older redhead completely and lets her control the pace knowing that if it pleased her mommy then she'd not cum until given permission.

It turns her on the way her girl needs her so desperately, seeing her like this, with some much trust fills her heart to the brim with love. “Then be mommy's good mutt and hold it until I tell you otherwise.” Wanda commands, pleased with her puppy's obedience and the second she feels her body slack against her, following each rhythmic motion of her fingers deep inside her, Wanda gives her everything.

“Yes mommy, I'll be your good girl.” Puppy nods earnestly, wanting her mommy to know that she'd be the best puppy ever and she wants to prove that she can last, even in the mix of the heat curling in her gut. She'd be good no matter what.

“There we go, that's it, good girl, let that pressure inside of you simmer and build up, look at how good you are for me holding back like an obedient pup.” Wanda praises sweetly, the redhead leaving sweet kisses along her sweet puppys flushed cheeks. Keeping a good thorough pace inside of her, speeding up and pressing up into her g spot and then slowing down only to flex her fingers, stretching out her puppys cunt deliciously. “I'm sure you wanna cum so hard for me don't you sweetheart. You're tight little walls squeezing my fingers, clenching so hungrily, is all this wetness for me?”

Puppy nods frantically, ears flopping cutely on her head as she does her best to communicate with her mommy, even though it is taking everything in her to not cum. “All for you mommy.” She responds with a heady whine, a particularly tasteful thrust making her grunt lowly, clit twitching every time the tips of her mommy's fingers slide delicately into her pressing against her special spot that had her back arching in pleasure.

“All yours.”

“Yeah, is that right baby, all for me?” Wanda taunts, knowing that her precious girl is on the verge of cumming but is doing everything to hold back if the tautness of her body was any consolation of her impending orgasm. “I can feel you riding the edge, gonna cum so hard on my fingers for me huh puppy?

At the question, she nods quickly, meeting the darkness of her mommy's gaze. “Yes! Please, mommy, please, please I can't hold…I'm gonna cum.” Puppy wails loudly, tears forming as she feels the coil in her tummy tight beyond its capability, she was gripping her mommy's fingers for dear life, clenching and pulsing around them, and she could feel the coil about to unwind.

“Cum for mommy sweet pup.” Wanda whispers in her puppy's ear, tugging it with her teeth as the command leaves her lips. She immediately speeds up her pace, her puppys hips rutting into her with renewed vigor, the wet sloshing sounds echoing around them savor for her special girl's whimpers and panting breath.

“Oh, oh, hmph...” Puppy cries out as her hips pick up a fast pace, her orgasm finally washes over her, pussy clenching around the fingers deep inside her. Clutching onto her mommy for dear life as she goes limp on her lap, but before she could even think of getting comfortable, her mommy has other ideas and completely flips them over, her form pressing against hers and easily position her legs over her shoulders in the mating press with her fingers still knuckle deep inside of her. The change in momentum leaves her absolutely breathless, her mommy reaching far deeper than before.

Wanda can sense a question on her puppy's lips, but she doesn't give her any time to speak before she's thrusting into her wet pussy again, this time adding a third finger that stretches her out to the point she's crying out all over again in overstimulation. “That's it sweet pup, give mommy one more.” Wanda encourages, the redhead taking in the way her puppy's face scrunches up, eyes closing in pleasure, light yips leaving her sweet lips as she slightly rocks her hips upwards jerkingly. She reaches a hand underneath her precious girl's red jumper once more, her lithe fingers once again finding her hardened nipples and she menuvoors between both, pinching and pulling at them leaving her puppy panting for more.

“Mommyyyyy…” Puppy pants out, breath hitching in her throat as she wails once more clenching around her mommy's digits, the amount of pleasure left her feeling dumb and all she could focus on was the coil in her tummy tightening all over again. She reaches up to grip her mommy's red locks but isn't ready for the way a second surprise orgasm washes over her the second her mommy's lips found her little clit, giving a brief lick and a strong suction that has her wailing out all over again, her back arching up off the mattress, clit pulsing at the way her mommy's tongue circles it in quick flicks.

“There we go puppy, that's it. Mommy's got you.” Wanda slows down her pace, speaking encouragingly as she leaves tender kisses along her sweet girl's lovely puppy thighs. A whimper leaves her lips when she pulls her fingers out, the woman only pushing her puppy gently as she raises her soaked fingers up to her lips, nothing needed to be said as her pup opened her mouth, accepting her digits and cleaning them vigorously, sucking on them to her heart's content. “Such a good girl you are.”

When her fingers are clean Wanda pulls them out of her puppy's mouth, gently removes her legs from her shoulders, settling her back comfortably against the mattress, her sweet girl letting out a pleading whine when she gets up from the bed. “Shhh detka, it's okay I'll be right back,” She speaks tenderly, reaching up and brushing her girl's blonde hair back before briefly rubbing her thumb along her fluffy ears and pressing a loving kiss against her lips.

“Mommy is going to gather some things to clean you up real quick.”

“Okay mommy, thank you.” Puppy whispers tiredly, leaning into her mommy's gentle caresses. Cuddling up against her own pillow, one that was indeed still clean. She is practically asleep when her mommy returns, cleaning her up with a damp warm rag, the woman murmuring to her about how she's been such a good girl, and her praises had her tail wagging happily, thumping cutely against the bed.

After getting her clean her mommy sat her up so that she could replace her red jumper with her favorite green nightshirt, any whines that fell from her lips were hushes gently and aided with sweet kisses against her pink cheeks, and she barely had any energy left to stay awake, but some reassuring and loving words from her mommy lulled her into a deep sleep.

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In dedication of my sweetheart 🥰💖

[pupsmailbox]

KIDCORE ID PACK

NAMES︰ alex. alphabet. andi. apple. aria. ava. avery. bandaid. bea. bee. berry. billie. blocks. blu. blue. bobby. bright. bug. bugs. bun. bunette. bunny. button. candy. charlie. chase. chocolate. cloudy. coco. cocoa. cody. collie. cookie. crayon. dash. dot. duckie. eliza. ellie. elodie. emma. evan. feather. fidget. flower. gabby. gummy. indie. jamie. jay. juno. kandi. kiddo. kiley. kinder. kit. kitty. kodie. lace. lacey. liam. love. lucy. luv. maddie. mae. maple. mars. marshal. max. melon. micah. mickey. mollie. molly. nathan. neon. newt. noah. oliver. ollie. paint. pebble. pepper. pepsi. pop. poppy. pumpkin. pup. puzzle. rainbow. raspberry. ray. rio. rory. rosy. rubix. sam. scout. slime. smile. smiles. smiley. snail. soda. sticker strawberry. sucy. sunny. sunshine. susie. suzy. tali. teddy. theodore. tyler. violet. wren. wybie. zoe.

PRONOUNS︰ art/art. balloon/balloon. bead/bead. bright/bright. candy/candy. care/bear. care/bear/carebear. cartoon/cartoon. chalk/chalk. color/color. cookie/cookie. cotton/cotton. craft/craft. crayon/crayon. cute/cute. daisy/daisy. flow/flower. flower/flower. frog/frog. gum/gum. gummy/gummy. hope/hope. hug/hug. kandi/kandi. kid/kid. love/love. neon/neon. nos/nost. nost/nostalgia. paint/paint. party/party. pas/pastel. pastel/pastel. play/play. pop/pop. puzzle/puzzle. rain/bow. rainbow/rainbow. smile/smile. soft/soft. sprinkle/sprinkle. sticker/sticker. stuffing/stuffing. stuffy/stuffy. sun/sun. sweet/sweet. toy/toy. tv/tv. viv/vivid. ‼️. ☀️. ⭐️. 🌈. 🌞. 🌱. 🌻. 🍄. 🍎. 🍓. 🍫. 🍬. 🍭. 🍵. 🎈. 🎉. 🎡. 🎨. 🐛. 🐝. 🐸. 🐿️. 💫. 📌. 🔫. 🖍. 🖍️. 🦄. 🦌. 🧃. 🧩. 🧮. 🧸. 🩹. 🪀. 🪁.

[arcticaomega]

Misceverse Starter’s Guide PT. 1!!

A lot of people have asked for like a “how to start” or “basics of misceverse” post. That’s a little more difficult as it’s different for everyone but I am going to try!

Dynamics

Dynamics are the “types” alpha, beta, omega etc etc. There are A LOT of subtypes that I'm not 100% sure about so I won't cover those in this post! Alpha - "The external protectors. Alphas handle exterior elements the pack may face such as (but not limited to) outside threats, physical protection, and pack territory. Alphas used to be the main breadwinners of the pack, but as times have shifted, so has this responsibility, and it is now more equally shared among different dynamics. Stereotyped as aggressive and violent." - @/jar-of-omegaverse

- My alpha has described it as dominant. He says it's very rooted in wanting to care and protect his pack. Typically associated with very dominant personalities or naturally protective types. Beta - "The collaborative protectors. Betas can assist in internal and external problems but also manage relations with other packs, delegating pack responsibilities, and pack resources. Betas have traits of alphas and omegas as well as their own characteristics, and because of this, usually pack responsibilities vary incredibly from beta to beta. Stereotyped as dull and useless." - @/jar-of-omegaverse

- I don't personally know a true beta, my alpha is trans alpha from beta but I'm not sure he can describe it. I see it as being kind of the logical one lmao. They are typically the one that tells their alpha // omega that they're being a little crazy from what I've heard

Omega - "The internal protectors. Omegas take care of the inner problems of the pack such as (but not limited to) emotional/instinctual issues, infighting, reproduction, and monitoring pack health and mating cycles. They also make major decisions in the pups' education. Stereotyped as weak and emotional." - @/jar-of-omegaverse

-This is me! TO ME being an omega is being a caretaker not in the sense of being protective (think being aggressive to intruders) but more taking care of sick pack members or being the "Pack Mom" I've heard a lot of people consider the omega(s) of a pack to be the heart of the pack.

Sub-types are typically a mix between two dynamics or a completely new title. Those require more research so I won't cover them in the starters guide but feel free to send me an ask about it!

Scents

Scents are literally what my page is ALL ABOUT!! Please note a lot of these came from @/klaus-littlestwolf shoutout! I did add my own as well but I honestly love their scent list so I will DEFFO link that one right here!

Alpha Scents;

Pine trees

Brown sugar

Blood

Wood chips

Dark chocolate

Meat

Bacon

Gasoline

Pears

Cedarwood

Palo Santo

Gunpowder

Amber

Beta Smells;

Lilies

Champagne

Pumpkin

Mochi

Pina Coladas

Baby Powder

Mango

Coconut

Pineapple

Key Lime pie

Black Tea

Marigolds

Dew Covered Grass

Fresh Mornings

Omega Smells;

Lavender

Strawberries

Raspberries

Caramel

Marshmallows

Vanilla!

Whipped Cream

Apples

Dryer Sheets

Fresh Bread

Peaches

Honeycomb

Smores

Fresh Cookies

"How to find your scent"

This is MY BREAD AND BUTTER ARF ARF!! Okay! So we are gonna talking about how to figure out your scent AND and routines to help you smell like your desired scent ALL DAY LONG!!! How to find your scent;

This one is easy ml. Here are a few things to help (I also do "Scent diagnosis" in my asks so PLZ feel free I LOVE TO DO IT!)

Make a list of scents you are naturally drawn to. For example I am drawn to gourmand (sweet bakery type) scents. Vanilla, Caramel, Strawberry, etc. etc. SO I would list all of those scents in like a google doc, just something you can edit easily :PP

Consider your dynamic and how the scent feels for you. Does smelling like vanilla and honey make you feel like an alpha? OKAY!! perfect!! The list above is NOT a rule or anything! If smelling like blood makes you feel happy with your omega identity then AMAZING!! There is no strict rules!! Cross off anything in your list that doesn't make you feel like your dynamic or makes you feel dysphoric.

Look over the list one more time and look for the scents you REALLY PREFER For me it was Vanilla, Caramel, and Strawberries. Though my scent changes with the season those are my base scents that NEVER CHANGE!! Again I can help in my asks!

Presenting your scent;

OKAY!!! THIS IS MY SHIT RAGGHH!!

you will need these "ingredients"

Antibacterial bar soap (can be scented but unscented is fine :33)

Scented soap in your scent (Mine is dove Vanilla & shea butter :PP)

Exfoliation scrub in your scent (I use a homemade sugar scrub in vanilla scent so... :PP I can drop the recipe later)

If you shave, a scented shave cream in your scent is AWESOME but not 100% needed lols (Mine is EOS Vanilla, love it TO DEATH!!)

Deodorant in your scent or unscented. (Mine is dove Vanilla & Cocoa Butter deodorant)

A lotion in your scent (Mine is EOS Vanilla Cashmere or, totally dependent on mood // season, Sol de Janeiro 71 body lotion)

Body Oil, I recommend unscented baby oil but if you have a preference go for it!! (I use a mix of a vanilla body oil from an etsy shop, unscented baby oil, or Palmer's cocoa butter body oil. Kinda depends on my mood)

Vaseline (Scent doesn't matter but I use the cocoa butter formula... it's sooo good)

Perfume // Cologne in your scent (duh... Mine is Fresh Cream and Warm Cashmere by Philosophy... it's so GOOOODDDD)

Body Spray in your scent (I use Sol de Janeiro 71)

Step one! Wash your hair first, you don't want the oils and dirt running down ur clean skin!!

Go in with the bar soap, I use an African net sponge but a loofa or wash cloth is fine! This is the first was that actually gets you clean! :PP

Scented body wash next! It can be bath and body works shower gel or dove body wash! Doesn't matter, it's just depositing the scent onto ur skin

EXFOLIATE!! This gets allll of the dead skin off! and leaves you feeling like a dolphin LMAO. Some people do this before washing their body or in between the bar soap and the body wash, just depends on what you feel best doing!

This would be where you shave, so if you do shave, go for it!

Now you can get out of the shower or continue your concert!! But once you do get out IMMEADIATLY dry off any parts that crease (ex. between the toes, pits, any place that is known as "stinky" or creases! this helps prevent moisture build up) Put on your deodorant, Then LATHER YOURSELF IN YOUR LOTION. HEAD. TO. TOE. This adds moisture to your skin and helps keep you moisturized.

Now it's oil time!! (ik this part can be a sensory nightmare so feel free to skip on bad days or all together :33) Oil will lock in the moisture which will help the scent stick to your skin!

Now you can get dressed lols. Now it's time for Vaseline! Put it on your pulse points (Wrists, inner elbow, below the ear, the sides of your neck, behind your knee, ankles. Basically anywhere the skin is thin! Refer to the picture below if your lost!)

PERFUME TIME!!!! Put it anywhere you put your Vaseline. DO NOT RUB IT IN. I WILL GET YOU!! Rubbing it ruins the notes! Also don't spray and walk through it... that's a waste :PP)

Body spray! This goes basically anywhere the perfume isn't tbh. It's best used over your clothes and sprayed on your hair brush to distribute the scent into ur hair. (I just use a hair perfume for that tho) This supports your base scent or adds other elements to your scent! (My main scent notes are vanilla, woody, musky, powdery, balsamic, sweet, coconut, and amber while my body spray is, caramel, vanilla, nutty, salty, chocolate, and powdery. They are similar but both have their own unique scents that add to one another! Creating a totally unique blend that's even more unique on my skin!)

That's it for scents :PPP!!

This is the end of the first post!! call it a PT. 1!!

I need to do a little more searching for definitions and such for the future post! Stick around for that!!

[splattergai]

KIDCORE ID PACK

PT: Kidcore ID pack /end PT

Names: Molly, Mollie, Raspberry, Melon, Apple, Kandi, Pebble, Bun, Bunny, Rainbow, Love, Luv, Pepsi, Soda, Bea, Lace, Pumpkin, Pepper, Charlie, Chocolate, Cocoa, Poppy, Blu, Ollie, Gummy, Newt, Ellie, Cookie, Theodore, Duckie, Sam, Strawberry, Berry, Pup, Bug, Bee, Sunshine, Sunny, Candy, Kinder, Kit, Feather, Pop, Mickey

3rdpp: nost/nostalgia, nos/nost, pop/pops, bright/brights, neon/neons, pas/pastel, pastel/pastels, rain/bow, rainbow/rainbows, stuffy/stuffys, sweet/sweets, candy/candys, cotton/cottons, cartoon/cartoons, viv/vivid, tv/tvs, sticker/stickers, kid/kids, toy/toys, bead/beads, kandi/kandis, paint/paints, play/plays, stuffing/stuffings, crayon/crayons, color/colors, chalk/chalks, balloon/balloons, smile/smiles, art/arts, craft/crafts, party/partys, gum/gums, gummy/gummys, cookie/cookies, hug/hugs, 🌈/🌈s, 🎨/🎨s, 🦄/🦄s, 🍫/🍫s, 🍭/🍭s, 🍬/🍬s, 🧃/🧃s, 🧩/🧩s, 🎈/🎈s, 🎉/🎉s

Genders: Vibranite, hyperkidgender, kidcoricmasc, kidcoricfem, kidcoricneutral, kidbraclic, pueolimic, teddybearcomfic, mickeygender, glitighpupgender, donaldduckgender, maginostic, playechocorian, goofygender, bathtubcrayonyic, vanillafunfettic, kidpan, kicandien, femikidcoric, hyperscenefem, toyfoodgender, summerkidgender, strawberrychalkic, kidcorestalgic, pupkidcoric, kidcorecatgender, kiddiedraconic, kidcolovic, kidcrayonix

Titles: prn who is young, prn who loves colors, the childish one, the young one, the colorful one, the sweet one, prn who is sweet, prn who is colorful, prn who loves rainbows, the playful one, the nostalgic one

[greasygrimeygopher-whats]

Webkinz Recipes by the Googles!

It is Berryfest, so no better time to do the Googles recipe list. I know there is like, 15 other googles, but I'm doing the PSF for just two (as much as I also love the blue one)

The recipes are nearly all berry themed, with some flower themes as well! Lots of raspberries and blueberries; my fault, those are my favorite and didn't realize how little variety I had, lol.

"Go-Go Berry Float" Ice Cream Float (I originally had this as a blueberry soda float, but decided that wasn't accurate anyway, because what even is a Go-Go berry? So we are gonna make this one simple and use blue cream soda instead. Go-Go-berries are blue flavored.)

"Picaroon" Ishpahan Macarons (They're raspberry and rose flavored. Since the macarons are piped, you can shape them into flowers. Which sounds very cute.)

"Berry Tart" Raspberry Blueberry Tart (I mean, you could probably just layer animal cracker pieces instead of making shortbread. They are kinda like shortbread, right?)

"Mega Berry Slush" Triple Berry Slushy (Okay technically I messed and switched out the strawberries for blackberries. BUT. 1. Strawberries aren't technically a berry anyway and 2. The other option wanted a specific sparkling water brand used probably sponsored)

"Black Forest Sandwich" Black Forest Poke Cake (Sandwich. Sure. Does that mean I can have it for lunch?)

"Shabloomers" As Shabloomers! (Was a crafty critter project. Some brownie ice cream sandwiches with fake flowers on top, basically. I do like how the original recipe uses seeds, implying that you're growing the flowers yourself. Are corn flakes good for drainage?)

PSF "Googles Noodles" Creamy Pesto Pasta (HELL YEA PESTO. But, apparently there is a Crafty Critterz Recipe for this? But I can't find it. If I do, I'll change it.)

PSF "Googles Caboodles" Raspberry Cream Sandwich Cookies (I'm not sure what type of cookies these are, but they look kinda like sandwich cookies. Raspberry flavored for theming! And I'm sure you can find a cookie cutter in that shape...minus the legs... and probably not in a regular baking store but anyway. You definitely could.)

Part 1: Dreamy Sheep Part 2: Pink Poodle Part 3: Cocoa Dinosaur and Marshmallow Bunny Part 4: Midnight Monster Part 5: Love PuppyPart 6: Cuddly and Snuggly Teddy Bears Part 7: Zombie Pup Part 8: Sparkle Harp Seal Part 9: Tree Frog Part 10: Magic W Pup

The Googles were actually the last pet I wanted to do for the recipe lists. I might do more later but idk for what, lol.

I don't really have a song so I'm just doing this one. It does mention slushies and normal google activities.

[sleepiestcreature]

NAMES︰ alex. alphabet. andi. apple. aria. ava. avery. bandaid. bea. bee. berry. billie. blocks. blu. blue. bobby. bright. bun. bunette. button. candy. charlie. chase. chocolate. cloudy. coco. cocoa. cody. collie. cookie. crayon. dash. dot. duckie. eliza. ellie. elodie. emma.  feather. fidget. flower. gabby. gummy. indie.  juno. kandi. kiddo. kiley. kinder. kit. kitty. kodie. lace. lacey.  love. lucy. luv. maddie. mae. maple. mars.  max. melon. micah. mickey. mollie. molly. neon. paint. pebble. pepper. pepsi. pop. poppy. pumpkin. pup. puzzle. rainbow. raspberry. ray. rio. rory. rosy. rubix. sam. scout. slime. smile. smiles. smiley. snail. soda. sticker strawberry. sucy. sunny. sunshine. susie. suzy. tali. teddy. theodore. tyler. violet. wren. wybie. zoe. blox. ariel.

for 11 year old m*randa (not trying to trigger traumaholder m*randa out)

[magicalincorrectrobodokiquotes]

"Curiosity Saved the Cat" Clip

“I hope everyone had a nice sleep.” Galena chuckled, later. 

12pm, to be exact.

“...yeah, totally did.” Booloo sweated.

“Remember the bet.” Kiruru whispered to Booloo.

“Yeah, yeah, just gotta text and see who’s available.”

“...okay.” Kiruru whispered back.

“So, I see most of you pups slept in until 12.” Galena sounded semi-disappointed and semi-impressed.

“What?”

“You’re the exception, cuz.” Buzz rolled his eyes.

“So! Tell me, any interesting dreams?”

Avery blew a raspberry.

“Nada.” Cookie gave a thumbs down.

“Zilch.” Bob shook his head.

“I cannot dream.” Roxanne said. “But I had no flashbacks of past trauma.”

“I’ll take that as a win. Who wants a Galcake?”

“Galcake?” “It’s like a pancake but I use…whatever I find on clearance at Walmart.”

“Oooooooooh.”

“As long as nothing in the batter is raw, I’ll take one.” Avery said.

“Okay then. I cooked bacon ahead of time, and there were some strawberries. Booloo, do you want it plain? I read somewhere about crossing-foods and autism.”

“Yeah, that’ll be great. Either those heavily processed coated-in-red-goo strawberries and whipped cream, or plain syrup for me, that’s my preference.”

[bwoahtastic]

No but Charles being so small and skinny when Max first adopts him and then he gets all chunky and lovely under Max's care and having his milk and Max just adores blowing raspberries on his chunky lil stomach and hearing his pup laugh

But also Charles having his cookie ans deciding he needs milk so takes a bit and then suckles so Max ends up covered in cookie crumbs

PLLSS MAX WOULD BE SO HAPPY WHEN CHARLES FINALLY GETS A CHONQY TODDLER TUMMY

Max was so worried about how thin and scrawny Charles was but now he is chunky and has rosy happy cheeks and giggles so much when momma blows raspberries on his tummy! Plss i can just imagine Charles with red cheeks giggling as he is laying on the bed and trying to push momma's face away as Max keeps leaning in to blow raspberries on his chonqy tummy between having fits of giggles himself akdkskxk

And pllss someone giving Charles the idea of cookies and milk but the outcome isnt exactly great akdksksk

Also this is pretty unrelated to the ask but i love momma max with Charles so: Charles always bejng so energetic and bubbly and rushing around, or milk drunk and sleepy, but there are rare moments where Charles is cuddling with his momma and Max is on hos side next to him, getting close to dozing off himself and Charles just reaches out a little hand and gently starts tracing momma's nose and cheeks and lips because he never had a momma before, and he doesnt ever want to forget Max!

[sheetsonfire]

Okay very important question here, what flavour ice cream do you 51 would like? Because I can't stop thinking about it

Matt | Madagascan Vanilla

Kelly | Rum and Raisin

Chief | Coffee

Stella | Pralines and Cream

Kylie | Raspberry Ripple

Brett | Cookies and Cream

Violet | Black Cherry

Gabby | Dulce De Leche

Shay | Rocky Road

Joe | Mango

Otis | Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough

Herrmann | Peanut Butter

Mouch | Butter Pecan

Ritter | Strawberry

Gallo | Chocolate Fudge

Newhouse | Coconut

Tony | Pistachio

Capp | Mint Chocolate Chip

Pouch and Tuesday | Pup Cups

I've given it serious thought, I will not be taking questions 🤣

[bump1nthen1ght]

Pack Tactics (Werewolf x Reader)

Pairing: Fem!Reader/Male!Werewolf

Genre: Urban Fantasy, Established Couple, Angst with a happy ending

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2896 words

Summary: You are in a wonderful relationship with your sweet partner, Gray. But this far into the relationship, you’ve yet to tell him you have no intentions ever of having kids. You can’t help but wonder, how will your child-loving werewolf boyfriend will react?

Request: I live for very specific comfort! No pressure if this doesn’t inspire you or if you just don’t want to write it obvi.... but could I have a f!reader x m!werewolf where the reader is 100% sure she doesn’t want to have kids ever never ever in any capacity and is worried about how her werewolf bf is going to react, worried she’ll be dumped or something (ya know cause idk I feel like werewolves are built with a breeding kink and like into the whole having a lot of pups) there can be smut if you want!! I love me some dramatic angst comfort :)))))))

A/N: Sorry this took so long y’all, school and stuff has been kicking my ass. But writing this sweet little fic has been a nice reprieve from my work. Hope you enjoy!

“Alright, I’ll get the chicken, the asparagus, and the pasta. You’ve got the wine and the dessert?”

“Sure thing.”

The two of you nod, Gray stepping away from the grocery cart before you call out to him.

“And not one of those huge tubs of ice cream.”

Gray emits a dramatic whine, pouting.

“But the big one is 25 cents cheaper than those little pints. It’s practically free!”

You furrow your brow and pat him on the shoulder.

“Not if we don’t finish them, they aren’t. Now go.” Gray rolls his eyes, clutching his heart and throwing his head back. You playfully push him, walking away with the grocery cart and towards the deli section. You can see the top of Gray’s wild brown hair as he moves into the next aisle, his 6’5” form towering over all the little old ladies who usually crowd the store.

You’re browsing the chicken, trying to decide between 2 breasts or a full rotisserie, when a familiar sound reaches you.

“Oh! If it isn’t ____.” You forcibly paint a smile, fingers automatically clenched around the stellafoam package as you turn to see your next door neighbor Mrs. Star. Her teased, bleached blonde hair teeters on top of her head, bobbing back and forth with the clack of her neon blue heels. While you can respect the 60-year old for digging her feet in and refusing to update her wardrobe from the 80’s, her pension for gossip is a little less admirable. “Shocked to see you out and about, what with that big ol boyfriend of yours.” She says, blue eyeshadow crinkling into a wink and nudging you with your elbow. You wheeze a bit, quickly covering it with a laugh. “Back in our honeymoon phase, Richard and I barely left the bedroom. And he was half-way balding back then, not the babe-a-rama you got going over there.” Mrs. Star’s laugh reaches a pitch almost too high for your human ears to pick up, maybe even giving Gray 2 aisles over a headache.

“Well, y’know, gotta keep our energy up.” You wince, immediately berating yourself for that comment. Mrs. Star throws her hand up in a “oh, you” gesture, letting out another half-whistle half-screeching chuckle.

“Oh I do, honey, I do.” She sends you another dramatic wink, which you return with a shaky smile. The corner of your cart bumps into hers as you begin walking along the meat aisle, trying to forcibly end this interaction. But Mrs. Star pulls off an impressive turn with her cart and strolls alongside you. She does little to hide her wandering eyes, trying to piece together any juicy info from your groceries. “So, are you two trying for kids yet?”

The wheels squeal to a sudden stop, forcing you to choke on your saliva as the shopping cart’s handle digs into your stomach. You keep your gaze locked on the frozen steaks  and turkeys, already way past the chicken you meant to grab.

“Uhhh, no. We’re not really in the phase of our relationship yet.”

Mrs. Star clicks her tongue, pressing her hand to her chest in a show of embarrassment. “I’m sorry, dearie. Old habits you see, whenever a new couple moves in together I assume they’re halfway to the wedding already. You young kids like to take it slow, huh?”

You nod, hastily grabbing a package of buffalo wings, hoping for an excuse to escape this conversation.

Mrs. Star continues to walk by you, her cart blocking off any convenient means to leave unless you significantly pick up her speed. Her eyes glance over the sweats sat in a display in the center of the aisle, humming a small tune.

The end of the aisle is approaching, you’re almost home free! You ready your feet to book it with an excuse, but Mrs. Star clears her throat and begins to speak.

“Now dearie, I don’t mean to pry-”

What do you call these last 3 minutes, Star?

“But I’d at least pop on a ring on that finger soon. Someday someone’s going to snatch that boy up like a piece of meat, saying all the right things. Men got all those suspicions about over-the-hill pregnancies, his eyes might start wandering. That’s how my first divorce went, so I should know.”

You pull your cart to a stop, breathe catching as you look at Mrs. Star, shocked. You can handle some inappropriate questions, but to question your boyfriend’s loyalty and insulting your relationship is crossing another line. Your brows furrow with a simmering anger, your cheeks heating up as you're ready to let loose.

“Well, Mrs. Star, if you must know I have the most wonderful boyfriend on this side of the planet, and unlike your deadbeat first husband, he’s as loyal as they can be.” Mrs. Star looks at you, eyes widened and right hand halfway to grab a pack of oreos. You huff, pushing your cart away from hers and towards the cash register. Right before you leave her sight, you turn back to her with a simpering smirk. “Have a great day, Mrs. Star!”

Your heart is heaving with anger, prepping a rant to Gray about the horrible interaction you just had. On the other side of the store, you spot Gray, his curly hair all tussled, holding a large Rosé and a package of ice cream sandwiches. Just the sight of his back calms you a bit, excited for some delicious food and late-night cuddles. You jog a little towards him, but slow down when you see him crouch down, looking at something hidden from your sight.

You turn your shopping cart slightly, trying to peer behind his massive form, and freeze.

Gray’s sticking out his tongue, pushing up his nose, and making many more silly gestures to a baby in a stroller. The baby laughs, it’s chubby cheeks bright red as Gray blows another raspberry, thrashing its arms up and down with joy. The dad is laughing at Gray’s antics, leaning down and patting his kid on the head.

Gray promptly stands up, sending another big smile to the kid, before waving goodbye. The six-month-old waves back, uncoordinated and decidedly adorable. Gray laughs, turning away and walking towards you.

Your feet feel cemented to the floor, heart down in your stomach.

He’s a natural, you think, nausea building up in your throat.

Gray was the oldest of eight, not a large number for a werewolf family. You adored them, and they you, but Gray had a way of dealing with his youngest siblings. Whether it was letting them climb all over him like a jungle gym, or attending imaginary tea parties, Gray was a pro. He was the guy to cram himself into a tiny chair at the kids table, eating tiny cookies and cracking jokes. ‘Dad’ seemed to be stamped into his very being, the cuddly werewolf with a love of children. He’s any mother-in-law’s dream.

But all those sweet things turn sour when you think about what Mrs. Star said. Gray, moving on without you.

Gray’s eyes light up when he sees your cart, jogging over and holding up the bottle of wine like a prize.

“Hey!” He says, quickly sliding an arm around your waist and giving you a peck on the cheek. “I got your favorite, and those delicious mint-chocolate sandwiches.”

His happy voice and comforting touch help abate whatever it is your feeling, but the way Gray’s brow furrows tells you your  discomfort is present in your eyes. “Is everything okay?” His large hand comes up and rubs your shoulder. You give him a shaky smile, fighting away negative thoughts with a bat.

“Yeah, let’s go home.”

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Wet fur presses up against your bare neck as you lazily stir the boiling water, Gray’s shifted muzzle now snug in the crook of your shoulder, the white flecks across his dark fur peeking into your periphery. Your free hand instinctively goes back to scratch between his ears, causing him to let out a satisfied huff, hot air blowing across your chest.

“That smells good baby.”

“It’s just salt and water Gray. The pasta’s barely al dente.”

Gray laughs, turning his head  slightly so he can press a small kiss onto your cheek.

“You could make even that taste delicious, ____”

You dramatically roll your eyes, pushing away his chin as he continues to peck and nip at your neck. After showering Gray always made sure to rub in some cherry-blossom leave-in conditioner into his fur. The artificial perfumes just lightly touch your senses, but the mental connection they have to Gray make them smell that much sweeter. You turn and give him a quick kiss on the lips, patting his shoulder once more.

“Do you mind setting the table? Maybe get started on those messy dishes?”

“No problem.” Gray mumbles, reluctantly pulling away from you and tugging up the towel that hangs loose on his hips. He barely needs to reach for your fancy plates on the top shelf, his chest muscles flexing and bicep taut. Even with his thick fur, you can see the bone of his clavicle which accentuates his long neck.

God, he’s so hot.

You think, smirking a bit as you continue stirring.

And all mine.

You hum, but the cheery mood you’re in quickly sours once you remember your conversation with Mrs. Star. That small seed of doubt seems to grow and leech from your chest.

2 years into this relationship and the two of you have only danced around the conversation of the future. You of course had agreed on living together, what your career paths looked like, even the potential of getting married in a couple years, but never kids. As two 20-somethings, you felt like you had all the time in the world.

But the thing was, you didn’t really need all the time in the world.

You didn't want kids. Even with your family or your neighbors needing that your opinion “might change some day,” you were confident in that decision. Not that you hated them, you just could never picture yourself being a mom. A fun aunt, maybe, but never a mom. It wasn’t even a point of contention in your own mind; The picture of you, your partner, and maybe a couple of pets thriving into your elders was bliss enough.

You sneak a glance to Gray, now clothed and back turned to you as he sets the table. He’s diligently folding the napkins into  fun shapes, a ritual he does every date night. From the hole in his jeans you can see his tail wagging, content as he hums to the low radio playing on the window sill.

A smile crawls onto your face, a small giggle escaping you as you watch Gray’s hips bob to the beat, silently mouthing the words. You snort as he does a dramatic little shoulder shift, Gray’s head whipping back towards the kitchen as you throw your hand over your mouth.

“What, don't you like my moves?” Gray says, shimmering his shoulders again, a large grin across his face.

“They could use some work, Kevin Bacon.” Gray clutches his chest, throwing his head back in mock pain.

“You wound me. After all these years, you would cut me so deep?”

“Sure would.” You turn back towards the simmering pasta, setting the wooden spoon on the rim and brushing your hands on your jeans. “Oof!” You squeak as you yanked away, Gray wrapping his arms around your waist, twirling you in a stumbling circle.

“And how ‘bout now, m’lady?” Gray simpers, eyebrow cocked. Your hands slap his chest as you laugh. He lets your feet back down on the floor, but keeps his arms locked around your waist. The two of you slow dance to the beat, and when the chorus hits, Gray gives his worst rendition possible. You bemoan and feign plugging your ears, but find yourself singing along anyway.

Everything about Gray is warm and bright, from his goofy grin to his excitable tail to his two left feet. He adds that pep of energy to your daily routine, pulling you out of an exhausting cycle for a quick jog to the beach or an episode of your favorite drama. Gray fills out all of those little spaces, makes them a little less gray.

Your head rests against his chest, feeling the fur through the fabric of his t-shirt as the two of you sway back and forth.

You want it to stay this way.

But that pestering weed squeezes your heart again, forcing images of Gray with a kid on his shoulders. Showing up to little-league football games with a big cooler and a “#1 dad” T-shirt. All those little moments, all without you.

You can’t fight the deep sigh, pressing your face even deeper into Gray.

Just let me have this. Just this moment, just for now.

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“Ugh, I think my stomach is going to explode from excess-pasta.”

Gray huffs, laying his head on your lap as the two of you slump onto the couch. His tail wags lazily, flickering back and forth as his legs swing over the coach's side, his long torso bunched up as he curls into you. The fur of his head is soft as you twist your fingers into it. “But I gotta say, what a way to go out.”

You giggle, losing your thoughts in his soft fur. Gray lets out another deep breath, nuzzling his face into your hand. You brush over his cheek with your  thumb, admiring the cheekbone you feel just underneath.

But that burning question refuses to leave your mind, and you ask it without even thinking.

“Do you want kids, Gray?”

Gray’s eye’s stay closes, his posture relaxed as he sinks into your massaging fingers.

“Hmmm, maybe. Never really thought too much about it. Why?”

Your throat dries up, mind reeling. It wasn’t even a definitive yes, but your heart is still reeling. Your fingers pause and Gray's eyes open. He shifts his head when he sees the look on your face, concerned. “Babe?”

You nod, eyes still wide, trying to fight off the inklings of a panic attack. Gray pushes himself up on his elbows, paw quickly coming to caress your cheek. “Baby, is everything alright?”

You find the energy to breathe, and suck in deeply. Your heart begins to slow down as you look into Gray’s yellow wolf eyes. You dig your cheek into his large palm, smelling the perfume of his conditioner.

“Yes, sorry, I just-” You pause, taking another deep breath. “I ran into Mrs. Star in the grocery store, and-I’m sorry I’m overthinking things.” You mutter, patting yourself  on the cheek as to snap yourself out of your mood. Grays other hand rubs the back of your neck.

“It’s okay, baby, I’m here. Did she say something?”

“No-Well, yes. It’s silly, typical Star things. She just brought up how ‘ought to get started having kids, and it just-” You let out a shaky sigh, pulling away Gray’s hand with your own and looking him straight in the eye. “I don’t want to have kids, ever.”

In Gray’s eyes, you expect to….something. Confusion, disappointment, maybe? But instead, all you see is relief. Gray rests his paw on your thigh, squeezing it.

“_____, is that what you’ve been worrying about?” You nod, throwing your eyes back down, but Gray tilts your chin towards him. “If you don’t want kids, we won’t have kids. Simple as that.”

Your eyes widen and you pull your face back.

“Seriously? But-what if-”

“____, I grew up with eight siblings. I’m going to have to deal with more nieces and nephews then I can count on my fingers and my toes, I think I can handle not having kids.”

A weight lifts off of your chest and you slump forward into Gray, pressing your forehead against his clavicles as you let out a long, relieved sigh. He laughs, patting your back and kissing the top of your head. “I’m sorry you had to deal with this all day, I didn’t even realize you were so upset.”

You slap his chest, letting out another frustrated sigh. With him? No, but yourself, and Mrs. Star, for stirring up nightmares for no damn good reason.

“It’s not your fault, it’s mine for being so paranoid.” You press your chin up, pouty lips admiring your boyfriend's face. “I’m sorry for freaking out. She really got me into my own head.”

“No apologies needed baby.” Gray says, giving you a small peck. You send him a cheesy smile, chasing after his lips with a couple of small kisses. A low rumble growls out from his chest as you nip at his jawline. Behind him, you hear his tail begin to hump on the floor.

“Hmm, does that mean you feel better?” You nod, pressing another kiss into his pulse point.

“Yes, thank you for letting me get that out.” Another kiss, now on his Adam’s apple.

“Welp,” Gray says, quickly adjusting himself. In another second, you yelp as he picks you up by your butt, legs quickly wrapping around his waist, “Let’s give Mrs. Star something to talk about, hmm?”

You throw your head back with a laugh, clinging tight to his chest as Gray blows a raspberry into your neck. “That good with you, my lady?”

You nod, giving him another kiss on the lips as he carries you off into the bedroom.

Yeah, you have it good.

[loveforpreserumsteve]

As We Grow: "ALN" Story (Pre-Serum Omega!Steve and Alpha!Bucky Modern Domestic AU)

Fifteen:

Just like every Sunday, Bucky, Steve, and Oliver arrived at the Barnes family home. Blue lights were wound around the porch beams while mock icicle string lights were hung from the front porch roof. Making it obvious that Bucky hadn't been the only one decorating that morning. Steve just hoped that whoever decorated this house had a better time than Bucky who had accidentally slammed the door on his hand as he tried to make it out of the house before Greg could run out.

With a container of Hazelnut Raspberry Hamantaschen in his hands and Bucky carrying a fussy Oliver in tow, the trio entered the Barnes house. Much like every other time, the house was filled with loud voices, louder laughter, and love so strong that Steve could swear that he could almost hear that too.

"This thing has gotta be weighted," Mandy complained from the dining room.

"You're just a sore loser," Tibby retorted, and as Steve slipped out of his jacket, he could imagine her sticking her tongue out, showing that opal stud of hers.

"Huh, wonder where you get it from," Becca teased, probably earning an elbow to the ribs from Mandy.

Hanging up his jacket in the closet, silence filled the lower level of the house. Of course, only briefly as Oliver started full on wailing and Mandy loudly groaned in annoyance while she accused, "How do you keep getting, gimel?!"

"You take the cookies, I'll take the baby," Steve traded Bucky, being mindful of the alpha's still sore fingers and the Sesame Street Band-Aids that resided on his bruised knuckles.

Releasing Oliver from the car seat and grabbing the diaper bag, Steve attempted to soothe him, but it didn't seem to be working. Deciding the best way to calm the crying infant was to get him away from the loud adult relatives, Steve headed upstairs. Before Steve could get too far, Bucky stopped him and marked Oliver's back before saying, "Go team."

Steve playfully rolled his eyes as he agreed, "Go team."

Passing the playroom, Steve bounced Oliver as he carried him into Winnie and George's room. Knowing that it remained mainly untouched by the girls and the sequins and glitter they seemed to always be covered in, Steve laid out the changing mat. Lying Oliver down, Steve worked quickly to remove his little pants, pushed up his sweater, and unbuttoned his onesie. All to get to his wet diaper. Sometimes Steve wished that he lived some place consistently warm so there wouldn't be so many layers just to get a dirty diaper.

"Feel better, little man?" Steve asked, dressing him again and taking care of the dirty diaper.

However, the little brunet still wasn't his usually happy self. So, Steve lifted him back into his arms and blew a raspberry on the four month old's covered stomach. When that failed, Steve lifted Oliver's tiny foot and brought it to his nose where he theatrically scrunched up his face as he exaggerated, "Stinky feet! Whew-ie! Stink-ie! You're a stinky boy! Yes, you are! You're gonna need a bath!"

Pressing his nose to Oliver's socked foot, Steve made another face and repeated, "Stinky boy!"

Only once Oliver was squealing did Steve let go of his tiny foot. Bringing the happy baby up, so he could scent that wonderful content-pup scent, he reminded the infant, "Papa loves you. Yes, I do."

Wanting to hear more of those adorable giggles, Steve peppered his round cheek with loud kisses. Soon enough, Oliver was squirming in Steve's arms in his glee, and Steve was greeted by Sadie and Gracie. Pulling back from the crook of Oliver's neck, Steve smiled at the young brunettes.

"Can I hold him?" Sadie asked, the same way she often did. Usually, Steve told her when she was bigger she could. Unprompted, the five year old bent her arms in a faux flex and claimed, "I'm really strong! Feel my muscles!"

Indulging the little girl, Steve reached out to give her upper arm a tender squeeze. Just as he did with Oliver, Steve exaggerated, "Oh, my goodness! How'd you get so strong?"

Preening, Sadie claimed, "Bebe made broccoli kugel!"

"Yeah?" Steve quirked a brow while Oliver spoke his baby gibberish as though he was joining in on the conversation. Steve couldn't help but smile down at him and encourage, "Yeah, you remember eating that when we were wombmates?"

"Ba-ba-ba-ba," Oliver gibbered.

"What's he sayin'?" Sadie asked, climbing onto the bed to get a better look at her cousin.

Steve gave Oliver a curious look and tossed the question back at her, "What do you think he's saying? Do you think he's talking about how yummy the broccoli kugel is?"

"Yeah!" Sadie enthusiastically agreed, "He's saying it's super yummy! And now he's sad because he doesn't get to eat it."

"I eat it!" Gracie exclaimed, attempting to climb onto the bed with her cousin.

"Yeah?" Steve helped the toddler on the bed and started cleaning up Oliver's things. Encouraging the toddler to practice her speaking skills the same way he did with Oliver, he asked Gracie, "You like bebe's broccoli kugel?"

Gracie nodded and confirmed, "It make me strong! Feel!"

Just as he had with Sadie, Steve affectionately squeezed Gracie's upper arm and exaggerated, "Girl! You are so strong! I'm so jealous! Maybe I should have two helpings of kugel tonight, huh? Maybe then I can be strong like you!"

Pleased, the little girls agreed and bounced around on the bed. Figuring that George and Winnie probably wouldn't want them to be jumping on their bed, Steve gestured for them to climb off. Of course, getting them to actually get off the bed was a little more difficult.

So, Steve decided to give them what they wanted.

"Whoever gets downstairs and sits on the couch nicely, will get to hold Oliver," Steve bargained.

Instantly, both girls hopped off the bed and stumbled over themselves as they raced out of the room. Slinging the diaper bag over his shoulder, Steve shifted his babbling baby more comfortably in his arms and left the master bedroom. Across the hall, Steve heard a TV coming from the spare bedroom. Poking his head inside the room, Steve greeted the older girls and received a, "Happy Hanukkah," in return.

Once he made it back downstairs, he dropped the diaper bag in the car seat and walked further into the house. Pausing when he reached the living room because of the beautiful blue, white, and silver decorations. Silver garland and blue lights. Large glass vases with glittery baubles were on the bookcases. And on the back of the sofa was an old blue and white afghan.

Since he was looking at the sofa, Steve smiled at the little girls sitting there like the most well-behaved children he had ever seen. And since they were holding up their end, Steve crossed the living room for the sofa.

Shifting Oliver in his arms, Steve placed him in Sadie's arms. Sadie's face lit up and she giggled, "He's heavy!"

"That's because he's trying to catch up to you," Bucky teased, joining them. Taking the seat beside Gracie, he easily lifted the toddler onto his lap. Nosing at her hair, briefly scenting her, he asked her, "Ya gonna hold Squirt too?"

Proudly, Gracie nodded and bent her arms like earlier as she bragged, "I strong!"

"You're strong?" Bucky played along, "Let me feel!" Giving her upper arm a squeeze, he widened his eyes and said, "You're so strong, oh my goodness!"

"I'm strong too, Uncle Bucky!" Sadie shifted in her seat, so he could feel her muscles too.

While Steve removed Oliver from her arms, Bucky warned, "Careful!"

As though she was remembering that she was near her baby cousin, she turned and leaned forward to give Oliver's forehead a sweet kiss. All the while, Oliver talked and squealed and just made noises that made Steve itch to record another video of those lovely sounds. Even if his and Bucky's camera rolls were full of pictures and videos of the adorable baby.

Feeling Sadie's upper arm, Bucky feigned further surprise as he claimed, "You are so strong! What have you two been doin'? Hmm?" He started tickling his nieces and playfully questioned, "Been bench pressing the cars down at the shop?"

"You're silly," Sadie giggled, earning Oliver's attention.

When Bucky noticed how Oliver was watching them, he leaned closer. It didn't take a genius for Steve to meet him halfway. Letting his alpha blow a raspberry against their baby's covered stomach and earning a high-pitch squeal from him. And yeah, if that wasn't enough for Steve to want to have more babies with Bucky, than nothing was.

TAG LIST: @t3a-bag

[lovejaybird]

Too Many Skeles - Nicknames For Y/N

If you have any better gender neutral nicknames for any of them, let me know

Canine: Kiddo

Thunder: Tweety Bird

Bear: Wolf or Lone Wolf

Sweets: Cupcake

Kid: Sib

Squirt: Friend

Dust: Pixel

Ghost: Angel

Classic: Whisper

Origin: Cookie

G: Birdie

Keeper: Bitty

Royal: Grace

Dream: Sunshine

Nightmare: Moonbeam

Edge: Doll

Boss: Fighter

Ink: Chef

Sparrow: Sky

Raven: Loop

Error: Divergent

Blueberry: Muffin

Stretch: Honey

Raspberry: Serenity

Pup: Treasure

Hip-Hop: Twirl

Latin: Sunflower

Star: Galaxy

Nebula: Sky

Cross: Lizard

Asy: Dragon

Spirit: Goof

Majesty: Muffin

Prince: Twitch

Geno: Knight

Lust: Kitty Cat

Passion: Clover

[that-was-anticlimactic]

Avatar: the Last Airbender and Legend of Korra Characters As Blizzards at Dairy Queen by a Dairy Queen Employee of Four Years:

Aang: banana split

Asami: mint oreo

Azula: royal new york cheesecake with extra cheesecake

Bolin: s’mores

Bumi (lok): snickers

Hakoda: brownie dough

Ikki: strawberry cheesecake

Iroh: malt (literally just malt powder in a blizzard)

Jet: double fudge cookie dough with chocolate icecream

Jinora: m & m

Katara: choco brownie extreme

Korra: butterfinger extra butterfinger with chocolate icecream

Kya: peanut butter cup

Kyoshi: mint. literally just mint. she can take it.

Lin: m & m with mint instead of chocolate sauce

Mai: heath no hot fudge

Mako: georgia mud fudge

Meelo: oreo extra oreo

Opal: cookie jar with cocoa fudge instead of hot fudge

Ozai: doesn’t deserve a blizzard. if he did he’d be the person to say just ice cream blent. no toppings. just to make us over think.

Sokka: cotton candy

Suki: cookie dough

Suyin: cookie jar

Tenzin: banana. just banana. (takes after his dad)

Toph: royal rocky road with chocolate icecream

Ty Lee: raspberry fudge bliss

Varrick: frosted animal cookie

Yue: french silk pie

Zhu Li: turtle pecan cluster

Zuko: choco cherry love with chocolate icecream (extra love) (sorry couldn’t help it he would say that)

Don’t worry. Appa, Momo, Naga, and Pabu all gets pup cups

Thank you and goodnight. Yes, I did come up with these while taking orders in drive through and yes, I am also currently doing this with My Little Pony, Miraculous Ladybug, and Ninjago characters too because this is addicting and fun

P.s. I personally am a banana split with chocolate icecream (and yes, I am making all of my co workers figure out what they’ll be lol)

[saigonharrington]

hello my beautiful [now mutual] could i get a 🍀 for golden trio era?

my favorite band is panic! at the disco, i adore cinnamon cookies, favorite fruit is raspberry, i like painting/drawing, i once got into a trash can for a friend, i can have the humor of a 12 year old boy, im bisexual, mexican and brown, i love llamas, i wear glasses, i always trip when im walking up the stairs, my friends say im funny and yeah i fucking agree, i know how to speak english, spanish and french, my favorite subject is probably english, im always wearing earphones, im able to joke around easily, i consider teasing flirting lol, for some reason i just really like stupid movies from the early two thousands like american pie, i like to read to my friends, physical touch is a big thing for me in a relationship, usually i befriend someone before i catch feelings, my worst fear is losing myself and yeah. im so cool man, i swear.

hello as well ☺️

I ship you with Ginny Weasley!!!

when i tell you that you’re the funniest (yeah the funniest, better than the twins) and the hottest duo at hogwarts...man

you met while playing quidditch, being the enemies at first, because of the opposing teams, but she heard you telling jokes to your friends and decided to talk to you

your first conversation was weird as hell because both of you wanted to seem cool, after a while, you chilled out and that’s how an iconic duo begun

of course, it took a while before you started dating, because you wanted to be friends first, but it was so worth it! that time made you realize that you understand each other so well and she is your favorite person (and you’re hers)

cracking the worst (or maybe the best jokes) like “your mother” when you don’t know how to respond to something

visiting the Burrow so often! Everyone loves you because you really fit this family

baking cookies with all of them for no reason. it’s chaotic but we love it

blasting p!atd on the speakers in your or her common room, or randomly singing the words of all the songs

I think that “I write sins not tragedies” is the song that you scream words the loudest, but “Sarah smiles” is like your little anthem

Ginny gave you a huge llama on your anniversary while you gave her a painting of both of you

she would hold your hand while walking up the stairs, or even carry you (including piggyback) to make sure you won’t trip ♥

she loves when you speak spanish and french, she finds it sexy af

sometimes when the two of you are bored, you’re spending whole days (and nights) watching your favorite movies, cuddling and eating sweets

she loves when you’re reading but she can’t help it, falling asleep so easily while listening to your voice

when she wakes up she’s apologizing to you as if she did something wrong but you can’t be mad at her, she looked so cute, like a pup

you have matching pj’s with some quirky texts on it

she gets sad when you tease her, because she loves getting what she wants immediately

but when she teases you it’s literally the best, she’s feeling like a goddess (and she is one ofc)

she adores playing with your hair! touching it or even braiding seems to relax her and she could do it for hours

sometimes she steals your glasses just to try to understand you, but she always ends up with a headache saying “how the hell are you used to wearing them? I can’t see a thing!”

oh and she’s very bossy...yeah, won’t say more

hope you liked it ;)

[gold-dust-laurel]

cookie dough, rocky road, salted caramel, black raspberry?

already answered cookie dough!

rocky road: favorite songs at the moment?

hmmm I Will Follow You Into Dark, You're So Great, and Dream a Little Dream Of Me I think abskdjk

salted caramel: favorite movies?

I definitely like the 2005 version of p&p, I have a soft spot for the help! movie as well and I'm sure there are more but I can't remember them right now ahsjsk

black raspberry: do you have any pets?

yeah! I have a cat named Charlotte and there's a little pup named Lola that's staying with us for a bit and I would die for both of them aahsksk