gloombeaches · 3 months ago
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also idk if anyone else on here has seen some of the new scaremester covers sooo comp post of all the covers shown off so far!
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scattered-winter · 1 year ago
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I'm pretty sure I starting following you because of Jaykyle- and I love love loved your pacific rim jaykyle au - but for the life of me i cannot remember if i followed you before you posted that, or after. Stayed because you're cool and I love seeing posts made/reblogged by you <3
GHLSJOIAJGLKAHSG tbh i think i got most of my dc followers from the pacific rim au. the hype surrounding that thing is still so insane fr fr i want to rewrite it soo so badly because there's so many things i would do differently with the characterizations and outcome but AUGH.
how did you find my blog and why did you follow?
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gigabyte-flare · 1 year ago
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Hybrid
(A Gigabyte Flare One Shot)
Summary: The year is 2123. The latest craze to hit the market are Hybrids, humans genetically engineered to have animalistic traits, born and raised to be the perfect companion. Your mom convinces you to get one since you live alone in a big city, however you get way more than you bargained for
Word Count: 3.8k
Pairing: puppy!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader (afab)
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Actions depicted in this story are not condoned in real life. You are responsible for your own content consumption. If any of the following warnings trigger you, please read at your own risk. Minors do not interact, this story is 18+ only.
Warnings: Pet play, dubcon, oral (f receiving), somnophilia, sex [p in v], mommy kink, breeding kink
A/N: Finally hopping on the puppy!Leon band wagon! Huge shoutout to @nexysworld for creating the adorable puppy!Leon for this fic's banner and for her and @elfven-blog for enabling me to write a puppy!Leon fic. Also lightly inspired by the puppy!Leon POV series by Nekrophil/ABP0RNS on Twitter (go check them out, their artwork is *chef's kiss*) Enjoy!
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“Hybrids, the latest craze in New Los Angeles for human companionship. Humans spliced with animal DNA and raised to be your best friend! Hybrids are the perfect addition to any household! Adopt your Hybrid today at your nearest--”
You abruptly change the channel, sitting in a living room with your mom at her condo.
“Those things freak me the fuck out…” you say, mindlessly scrolling through channels.
“Hybrids? Aw, really? I think they’re cute!”
You turn to your mom, giving her a disgusted look, “really? You don’t see anything wrong with those things?”
She shakes her head, “no worse than the cyber augmentations people get, sweetie”
You watch your mom ponder for a moment, her eyes suddenly widening, “you should get one!”
“What-- Mom, no!”
“You’re in that apartment all away across town all by yourself, it’ll be good for you!”
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How you got dragged out to adopt a Hybrid is beyond you. Your mom somehow convinced you to at least go and look at what they have available for adoption. You lean your head against the passenger window and watch the sights of the city. You mindlessly listen to your mom rattle on about how excited she is to look at the Hybrids and you picking out one, which finally draws your attention.
“Whoa hold on, Mom, I never said I was buying one! I just said I would look, that’s all!” you draw your attention back out the passenger window, “besides, I can’t afford one, you know that. I’d never have enough credits in my lifetime for something like that.”
“Hun, I’m going to help you with that, don’t worry. This is for your wellbeing, after all!”
“Great…”
The large neon sign proclaiming that it was the location of a Hybrid adoption center made your stomach sink. Your mom pulls the car into the parking lot, getting out and practically dragging you out of the passenger’s side to go into the building. The reception area is a blinding white, a stark contrast to the neon grunge of the city outside. The woman behind the desk greets both of you both with a smile.
“Welcome to the Hybrid adoption center! How can I help you ladies today?”
Your mom grasps you by your shoulders, pushing you forward, “my daughter wants to see the Hybrids available for adoption today!”
“Oh that’s fantastic!” the receptionist says, her smile still plastered on her face, “what kind of Hybrid are you looking for?”
You look at the receptionist with a confused look, “what do you mean what kind?”
“Well, we have different kinds that are spliced with different animals! However, our dog and cat Hybrids are our most popular, would you like to start with one of those?”
You look at your mom for a moment before shifting your attention back to the receptionist, “um… I guess the dog ones…?”
“Great choice! Now then, I’ll notify our active adoption coordinator and have her come out to take you to see what we have for dog Hybrids, have a seat!”
You and your mom take a seat in the waiting area. You lean forward, fiddling with your fingers as you both wait. Your mom was more excited to see the Hybrids than anyone. You just wanted to please your Mom and move on. You had no intention of adopting a Hybrid. The sound of a door sliding open makes you jump as a woman with a clipboard comes out to you and your Mom.
“Are you the two ladies here to see our dog Hybrids?” she asks enthusiastically.
“Yes we are!” your mom immediately answers, practically jumping out of her seat. 
The woman motions for you both to follow her, you do so reluctantly. She leads you down a set of pure white corridors before coming upon another door that slides open. Both sides of the room were lined what you could only describe as cells and you see them, the Hybrids. You expected to hear barking for some reason, but that’s not the case here. They all are saying hello and grabbing the bars that keep them in their cells. 
“They can talk…?” I ask.
“Yes! Hybrids are perfectly capable of human speech! Did you have something in particular in mind for a dog Hybrid?”
“You should get a male--” Mom interjects.
“Mom!”
The coordinator just laughs, “we have plenty of males to choose from, let’s take a look!”
The first thing you notice is all of them are naked, making this whole situation even more awkward. Hybrids were quite literally people with animal parts grafted onto them; it was quite unsettling to you.
“How is this even ethical?” you whisper to your Mom.
“Stop it!” your Mom scolds you. 
Most of the Hybrids were much too… eager and hyper for you, making you a little uncomfortable. It wasn’t until you got to one of the last cells when a Hybrid actually caught your attention. He, of course, was nude like the rest, but he wasn’t jumping all over the place trying to get your attention. He was laying on his back, looking up at the ceiling. He had blonde hair and blue eyes and, admittedly, he was quite gorgeous; you were bummed he was a Hybrid and not a human. He finally notices you, rolling over and smiling as he grasps the bars on his cell.
His voice is gentle, “hi there! I’m Leon!” his matching blonde tail wagging back and forth. 
Something you hadn’t noticed before was that all the Hybrids had two sets of ears, their human ears and their animal ears, “do they all have two sets of ears?” you ask.
“So their animal ears aren’t actually ears, they’re simply appendages meant for cosmetics. Their human looking ears are their actual ears.” the coordinator replies, “this is Leon, he just turned 21; he’s a very calm boy, very loyal and friendly, but protective, too.”
“Oh sweetie he’s perfect for you! Look at him! He’s adorable!” your mom exclaims before speaking to the coordinator, “she lives in an apartment all by herself.”
“Oh! Leon would be perfect for you! What do you say?”
Your gaze shifts to Leon, his pretty blue eyes practically pleading at you, his tail still wagging. 
You let out a heavy sigh, you can’t believe you’re actually doing this, “I’ll take him.”
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The next few days were a blur, consisting of filling out paperwork and buying things Leon would need for when he comes home. Thankfully Hybrids eat the same things humans do, so you just have to make sure you buy for two instead of just for yourself. The day came for Leon to come home to your apartment and your first order of business was getting clothes on him, having him naked all the time was just way too weird. That was proving harder than you anticipated. 
“No! It’s itchy!” Leon whines, kicking off the pants and underwear you had put on him for the fifth time before curling up on the floor.
At that point you conceded defeat, you were just going to have to deal with him being naked for now. You guessed it made sense, he’s probably been naked his entire life. You watch him as he plays with a rubber bone you had bought him, immediately noticing his canine teeth were much sharper than a normal human’s would be. You look over in the corner where you had a large crate set up, it was actually at the coordinators recommendation that you get a crate for him even though the idea of putting him in it made you really uncomfortable. You’d hope you wouldn’t have to use it.
Your attention returns to Leon, who’s still playing with his bone happily, sporting this new collar you got him. It was a blue leather collar to match his eyes and had a bone shaped tag that had his name on the front and your contact info on the back.
“Leon,” you suddenly call to him, holding your hand out, “wanna play fetch?”
Leon immediately perks up onto his haunches before crawling over to you with the toy in his mouth.
You tried your damned hardest not to focus on his very large dick, even flaccid it was quite large. Again, you curse that he’s not a human internally. He drops the toy from his mouth into your hand and you reach out, giving him a scratch behind one of his dog ears. His cheeks turn red, leaning his head into your touch. 
“Aren’t you a sweet boy…” you say before tossing the toy gently. 
Leon chases after the toy, picking it up in his mouth and bringing it back over to you for you to throw again. You do this a few more times before Leon decides he’s had enough, he climbs up onto the couch next to you, laying his head in your lap as he stretches out across the rest of the couch, his tail making a rhythmic thumping sound as he wags his tail. You run your fingers through his hair, looking down at him.
His blue eyes look up at you and he smiles, “I love you, Mommy!”
You feel your breath hitch at his words, but you quickly recover and smile back, “love you too, Leon.”
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“Leon, get back here right now!” 
You never thought you’d be starting your day chasing Leon around the living room with a pair of boxers in your hands.
“Leon, come on! My best friend is coming over and I can’t have you running around naked, at least wear these boxers for god’s sake! I even cut a hole in the back for your tail, just get over here so I can put them on!”
“No! It itches!” Leon protests, somehow managing to stay one step ahead of you as he darts around the living room on all fours.
After a while, you manage to corner him on the couch, quickly slipping on the boxers, making sure to pull his tail through the makeshift hole you had made. He starts to pull them off when you scold him.
“Leon, no! Do you want to go in the crate?”
Leon stops, pulling the boxers back up and giving you the most pathetic puppy eyes, “no, Mommy…”
“Then they stay on at least until my best friend leaves, ok?”
Leon nods, climbing off the couch, grabbing his rubber bone before climbing back onto the couch to chew on it. 
“Thank you… good boy…” you say before you work on cleaning up your apartment for your best friend to arrive. 
About a half hour goes by when you hear your phone go off, a notification displaying that there is someone at the door. With a couple of taps on your phone, your best friend’s face appears on the screen.
“Hey there, I’m here!” she says, giving you a big smile.
“Hang on Hailey, I’ll be right there!”
You go up to your apartment door, push a few buttons on the key panel next to the door and the door slides open. Hailey, your best friend since you were kids, comes in and gives you a hug.
“It’s been too long! What is it that you wanted to show me?” Hailey asks. 
You motion for Hailey to follow you into the living room, where you find Leon still contently chewing on his bone, the boxers thankfully still on.
“Is… is that one of those Hybrids?!” the shock is evident in Hailey’s voice.
“Y-Yeah… mom convinced me to get him; his name is--”
“Hi there!” Leon sits up, his tail wagging in full circles as he looks to your friend, “I’m Leon!”
Hailey leans over to whisper into your ear, “are all Hybrids that hot?”
You elbow her, “shut up! It’s hard enough to deal with as it is without you mentioning it!”
Leon looks between the two of you, cocking his head in confusion, his tail still wagging, now hitting against the couch. 
“Listen, I’m pretty sure most people fuck their Hybrids, like, look at him, how could you not?”
“Hailey, no! That’s fucking weird.”
“You’re telling me that you haven’t at least thought about it?”
“We’re not talking about this, not in front of Leon.”
Leon, meanwhile, has returned his attention to his rubber bone, chewing it aggressively when he suddenly picks up an unusual scent, one he’s never smelled before. He stops chewing, flaring his nostrils as he sniffs the air. Whatever it was, it smells sweet, almost like a wildflower. He quickly realizes that it’s you that smells like this, even though it was so faint. He wanted to get up and stuff his nose into you to take in more of this sweet smell, however, he knew he’d get in trouble, especially with your friend being here. To his dismay, you and your friend went back into the kitchen to hang out, bringing that irresistible smell with you.
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In the dead of night, Leon is restless, tossing and turning in his plush bed that sat at the foot of your bed. The smell from the other day has only become stronger over time and it was getting to Leon’s head. The smell was making his cock hard, something he hadn’t really experienced until now. It is almost painful; just him simply running his fingers along his cock made him flinch. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore, he sat up, carefully climbing onto your bed. You were laying on your back, sound asleep with your legs spread open.
Leon gently crawls his way between your legs, the intoxicating smell emanating from the spot between your legs; he notices a dark spot on your panties. Gently, he presses his nose against the wet spot, inhaling deeply as his tail wags back and forth.
That’s it… that’s where that smell is coming from…
He glances up at you, you’re still sound asleep. He gently hooks a finger on your underwear, pulling them aside to reveal your glistening cunt to him; it practically makes him salivate. He hesitantly runs his tongue over your slit, his eyes fluttering closed as he savors the taste of you. You suddenly stir, your hips shifting slightly as a soft moan comes out of you. Your eyes flutter open and you look down to find, to your horror, Leon between your legs, eating you out. 
You blink a few times before shouting, “LEON!”
Taking his mouth off of you, Leon’s eyes widen as he pushes himself off the bed, letting out a soft whimper as you sit up and cover yourself with your blanket. 
“In your crate!” you point to the bedroom door, your face beet red, “now!”
“Mommy… I’m sorry… I just--”
“GET. OUT!”
Leon’s puppy ears droop and his tail tucks itself between his legs as he crawls out into the living room. You follow behind him, making sure he puts himself in his crate before shutting the crate door behind him. Looking up and whining at you, his fingers grip the bars of the crate as he stares up at you, pleading to you with his blue eyes. Unfortunately, you simply shake your head at him and walk back into the bedroom, shutting the door behind you. Leon feels tears well up in his eyes as he grips the bars on the crate. 
What did he do wrong? He was only doing what his instincts told him to do, why was that bad? Releasing his grip on the crate bars, he makes himself as comfortable as he possibly can in his situation, crying himself to sleep, your sweet scent still lingering in the air.
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You didn’t sleep a wink the rest of the night, between the sounds of Leon’s cries echoing through your bedroom door to just the thought of waking up to Leon eating you out disturbed you to your core. You finally get yourself out of bed, throwing on your pajama bottoms before walking out of your bedroom. You find Leon awake in his crate, his eyes red and puffy from crying all night. Upon seeing you, he immediately sits up, gripping the crate bars, his tail wagging so hard it was a blonde blur. Against your better judgment, you walk up to the crate, unlocking it to let him out. 
As soon as you open the crate door, Leon bolts out, wrapping his arms around your legs, holding you tight. The fact that he buries his nose into you and deeply inhales doesn’t go unnoticed by you. 
“Thank you for letting me out, Mommy! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll be a good boy, I swear!”
You pry his arms off you and push him away, “Just… just go play with your toys Leon…” you say before walking into the kitchen to make yourself coffee and breakfast. 
Once you have your coffee and breakfast, you practically collapse at the small dining table, rubbing your face with your hands. What are you going to do? You could start crating him at night, but something about that didn’t sit right with you. Suddenly, you feel something rest on your lap and the sound of something thumping against the floor. You move your hands away from your face to find Leon’s head resting in your lap, his tail wagging against the floor.
“What’s wrong, Mommy?” he asks, his blue eyes looking up at you, his puppy ears erect and alert. 
“Nothing, Leon…” you say with a sigh, “you must be hungry. I’ll make you something to eat…”
You get up from the table and over to the stove where you make him some eggs and bacon. Once finished, you put them on a plate and set it on the floor in front of him and watch as he scarfs it down. You sit back down at the table and slowly pick away at your breakfast and take sips out of your coffee mug. You feel Leon rest his head onto your lap again. You look back down, finding him looking up at you longingly, his tail wagging insistently. 
“What is it, Leon?” you ask, leaning back in your chair.
Leon doesn’t say a word, however, as he climbs up until he’s face to face with you, staring directly into your eyes, his tail still wagging. He lets out a soft whimper as he grinds his hips into the side of your thigh. You happen to glance down, greeted with his painfully hard member rubbing against you. Looking back up at him, Leon whimpers again, his hands softly caressing your arms.
“Leon… are you ok…?”
You watch as Leon swallows hard before he continues rutting himself against your thigh, his breath trembling.
“I need… to mate with you…” Leon finally replies, his grip on your arms tightening as he continues to grind into your thigh.
Your heart begins to race as very conflicting feelings begin to overtake you.
This is so wrong, you think to yourself.
That thought doesn’t stop you as you lean forward, giving Leon a gentle kiss on the lips, cupping his face in your hands. Leon deepens your kiss, his tongue dancing with yours before playfully biting your bottom lip. You stand up from the table, leading him back into the bedroom, shutting the door before you begin to undress. As soon as you're naked, Leon stands up on two feet, pushing you into the bed face first so that your backside is propped up. You feel yourself tremble in anticipation as you feel Leon climb onto the bed behind you. You flinch when you feel his cock caress your soaked slit, coating itself in your arousal before he pushes himself inside you. 
“Oh… Oh god--!” you cry out as Leon’s length fills you completely, pushing into your g-spot almost immediately, your fingers gripping your sheets. 
You hear Leon whimper as his hips begin to move into you. He starts out slow, but he quickly gains confidence and begins to thrust into you harder and faster, his hands gripping your hips so hard that you’re bound to have bruises later. 
“Yes… oh yes, Mommy… you feel so good…” Leon moans as he pounds into you harder, “am I a good boy…?”
“Yes…” you reply in a breathy moan as your eyes roll back into your head, “you’re such a good boy, Leon… you fuck Mommy so good…”
You feel his hands grip your hips even tighter as he pulls your body to him, thrusting into you even harder, his loud moans and whimpers filling the room along with the wet sounds of your needy cunt taking him. 
“Aaaaahhh… f-fill me up with your puppies Leon--!” you suddenly cry out, your pussy walls squeezing around his cock as he continues to thrust into you.
Leon growls in response, placing one of his hands onto your back to push you into the mattress as he fucks you relentlessly. His instincts are in overdrive, his thoughts completely overtaken by his burning desire to breed you. 
“Oh my god… you’re such a good boy, Leon!” you praise him, completely drunk off his cock, your legs trembling as you’re filled with complete ecstasy.
You suddenly feel his cock start to swell inside you and you quickly realize he is knotting. It feels surprisingly good, making you feel full. You sit up on your knees, pressing your back against his chest as he continues to thrust into you. You wrap your arms around the back of his neck, nuzzling your cheek against his as his hands find their way to the front of your body, caressing your breasts as his chin rests on your shoulder.
“I can’t wait…” Leon starts, his voice rough, “to see your belly full of my puppies.”
You repeatedly moan his name, the word fuck and good boy as he pounds his cock into you, your legs starting to feel weak as they violently tremble. Before they give way, a sudden warmth fills your pussy as he pushes himself inside you as hard and deep as he possibly can, his hands gripping both your breasts tightly as he bites into your shoulder. You let out an animalistic moan as you also cum on his cock, your greedy cunt milking his seed deep inside your womb. 
Both of you collapse onto the bed in exhaustion with his length still buried inside you, ensuring that not a single drop of his cum is wasted. His arms and legs wrap around you as his face nuzzles into the back of your neck. Your whole body is trembling, completely overwhelmed by how good Leon was for you. You reach back, running your hand through his hair and caressing one of his puppy ears, whispering softly to him that he is a good boy.
You’re going to get used to this.
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ghoulphile · 5 months ago
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mayhaps a little bit of a self callout , but somethingggggg about mean ole cowboys rrmmm ...
cooper being a prick , forcing eye contact or else he stops whatever it is he's doing
" y' better listen to me , 'm dead serious . "
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" naw .. you can do better than that , come on .. "
just a thought i had
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i like when he's mean ok 😭?! simp solidarity~
it's so so hard to maintain eye contact when you're about to cum, lashes fluttering and dangling over the edge only to feel a sharp swat against your flank, and a low voice rich with malicious delight, "you ain't very good at listenin' - is you, sweetheart?"
when you whine, struggling to peel open your eyes and meet his harsh gaze, he chuckles. "shit, you should know better by now but i guess you need ta re-learn some rules." he shrugs, a ripple of compact muscle and taut radiation scars. "don't bother me none, s'your hide on the line after all."
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"now, keep those pretty eyes o'yours on me or i might just have'ta find some... incentive. and that's the last thing you want, ain't it?"
a knife the incentive is a knife
ooooooh noooo what if it was the same but with being quiet 💀 man is full on fingerfucking you to within an inch of your life and it's literal life or death if you make a noise. and he stops any time you get louder than a breathy exhale, his fingers pausing until you squirm before thrusting back in so hard it rattles your spine, sharp sparks of pain making you wince. if the pain doesn't make you learn, by hell, he will.
"in the kindest way possible, sweetheart, if you don't shut the fuck up, i will leave you here ta die. and that'll be such an awful shame, won't it?"
askfgjakhsfgjhskdghs don't look at me i am going through it today
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starsurface · 7 months ago
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Hai! Hcs for MK1 Baraka with baby regressor? :3 TY!-✨
Hi!! Of course!! There's a lot of things in my other CG Baraka post that are related to babyspace regressor, but these ones are more focused on those. :D
WARNING: Assusion to lost of family, and effects of Tarkat
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<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
CG Baraka w/ Babyspace Regressor Hcs
🦴 Oh my goodness baby regressors would have such a soft spot for his heart!!! 🥺
🦴 If we ignore canon again, he’s much more of a cuddle bug with a baby regressor than with bigger regressors
🦴 Not that he isn’t affectionate with bigger regressors!! He’s very . . . VERY cuddly with all regressors
🦴 But baby regressors are usually somewhat dependent, and clingy, so why not give them as much attention as they want?
🦴 (^ Again, he’ll do this with ALL regressors!!!)
🦴 But his affection is still limited, even if we ignore that Tarkat is spread by being around it
🦴 He doesn’t have lips, so unfortunally he can’t kiss your forehead :(
🦴 But he can nuzzle your cheek! Or do forehead touches!! :D
🦴 And his arms, and body, are really spikey, so he has to be careful hugging/cuddling you
🦴 But he can wrap you in a soft blankie so he can coddle you!!
🦴 He’s very good wth nonverbal babies!! It takes some time, but he’s getting it down well
🦴 Ugh, babbles :(
🦴 Seriously, he loves babbles, they’re so cute!! And make him very happy that your comfy enough with him to do so
🦴 It’s been a long, long time since he was a Father, so if you need padding, he knows some tricks, but finds it a bit difficult
🦴 But he also knows that his arms are spiky, and he’s terrified about hurting you
🦴 Takardans aren’t in the living scenario, so regressing at your place might be the best scenario
🦴 ^ But his personal hut isn’t the worst either!! And he’ll dedicate an entire area for your regression!!
🦴 Takart is still getting accepted, but that doesn’t mean he won’t try to get you stuff!! Like new bottles, or blankies, or stuffies!! Whatever he can get his hands on!
🦴 I think he’d know how to sew, having to help fix others clothes and such, and would make you a stuffie :3
🦴 He’s very gentle if you regress at camp, as are the other Takartans
🦴 You do stay right next to Papa though, no leaving his side, he’ll just give you a piggy back ride for the entire day if you’d like
🦴 If your a naughty baby, he really doesn’t like punishing you
🦴 If it’s an accident, he’ll redirect you
🦴 But if it’s on purpose, his (accidental) scary voice will put you in place, but he also thinks your too small to be put into a full timeout
🦴 You know what the best soft food to give baby regressors?
🦴 Cake 🎂 (seriously CGs, y’all should give it to them, it’ll make all problems disappear 👀)
🦴 (^ A hint to his MK11 Friendship) but also cake isn’t something often around the Takartan camp, so being able to give it to his baby makes him really happy because he’s giving you a very nice treat <3
🦴 Back onto his voice for a second, it might be a little scary at times, but he’ll try his hardest to soften it, especially if your a more senstive regressor
🦴 But if your a regressor that likes scary things, he’ll try to be more normal, but he’s still cacious of scaring you
🦴 Very protective of you, especially as a baby regressor
🦴 He can’t have you hurt, not at all, he won’t be able to forgive himself if you got hurt
🦴 I think he’d really enjoy rattles
🦴 Whether he rattles it above you, or you rattle it in his face, or just playing with it, he really adores it
🦴 It’s so cute! And your so cute with it!! <3
🦴 Also there’s so many to choose from! :O
🦴 He might not be able to get you a custom paci, but a fun little activity would be getting some small gems or such and decorating it together!!
🦴 You on Papa’s lap, picking out what to put where, him glueing it on 🥺
🦴 He adores his baby, and he’s very happy to be your CG <3
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Baraka seems really cool, I'm glad he got turned into a good person. I never liked the whole way Takartans were treated in Mortal Kombat :\
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sapporo-division · 13 hours ago
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN! 🎃 (2024 Halloween Group Costumes +Ruichi)
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“SKELETON”
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"What do you think of my idea of dressing the three of us as distinguished skeletons? Quite exquisite, wouldn’t you say?"
"Indeed! You know what they say: 🎶 Sticks and stones may break your bones 🦴 They seldom let you snooze 🎵 Spooky, scary skeletons 💀 Will wake you with a boo! 👻 🎶"
"I hope I look scary enough..." looks at himself in the mirror "AHH! Y-yep, I sure do!"
"Just bones? Really? This costume is lame..."
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You received a treat from Polar Knights!
Rattle ‘N’ Roll Jawbreakers. Bone-white, skull-shaped jawbreakers that rattle with every shake—because inside each one is a candy “bone” that makes noise as you eat. As you crack through the layers, each one reveals a different flavor, finally reaching a chilling minty core.
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stealingyourbones · 5 months ago
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🦴🍖💃 "Bone-appétit, my friend! Let's shake a leg (or femur) and get this party started! 💃🎉 Whether you're busting a move on the dance floor or sinking your teeth into some tasty BBQ, it's time to let loose and have a skeletal celebration! 🎶🦵 So gather your crew and let's make some memories that'll rattle our funny bones! 🥳💀 #BoneParty #GetBussy"
#GETBUSSY MY FRIEND LETS GO
WOOOOOOO!!!!
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Crying because I sent a good 10 minutes trying to figure out how to word it/hj
(For the skelemen you usually write for, the main one please :33)
S/O is a very sweet person, as well as very soft spoken.
But s/o is also in the music industry, mainly writing about their past struggles and mental being. As well as maybe a love song or two.
They have great control over their voice to the point that they can almost convey any emotion needed for a song part. To the point they sound a little too realistic.
(I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WORD IT HELP MEE 🥩🦴)
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stare...(go listen to them if you haven't, they're super cool and match the energy this person has asked)
Sans : Are... Are you okay? He went to the studio with you just to hang out and nap, and decided "hey, why not listen?" so he put on some headphones and listened in on recording. You happened to be singing a song talking about your not-so-great family, screaming. He was uh... shocked, to say the least. Was rattled even. When you come out of the recording booth, he's staring at you with those empty sockets of his. He's worried, and you're getting wrapped up in a blanket when y'all get home.
Papyrus : So cool! He thinks your ability to sing is amazing, and he's so jealous! But.. how realistic that pained tone is, it worries him. Are you okay? Do you need comfort? If you reassure him that you're fine, he'll brush it off as you putting up an act or dramatizing events, in which he's here behind you. Still, if need any kind of support, he'll happily help you.
Cobalt : Surprising or not, he's not too big on music. He'd support your passion, definitely, 100%, but it's not really his thing. Although, the vocals are insane bro. Drink water.
Honey : He thinks vocaloid is pretty cool, and he likes listening to a wide array of singing and music, so he was pretty excited to hear you sing. Although, once he did, he was even more pumped. You're awesome in his eyes already, but adding the singing on top and you're literally the coolest person in the world. Besides his big brother, of course.
Red : Coolio, he can play guitar in the background. He fuckin' kills on the electric guitar, and would be amazing to have play with you. He likes hearing you sing, so he's a constant appearance whether at practice or in the recording studio. Best duo ever.
Edge : It's not as surprising to him as you'd think, and if anything, he enjoys your singing. Sometimes you'll hear him humming your songs, and if you question it, he'll deny it completely. Like, what, psht, no, you don't know what you're talking about, go sit down and eat your lunch.
Nox : He listens a bit too closely too the lyrics when you're silently practicing them in the living room, humming the words on the couch next to him. He keeps asking if you're okay and if you need help with anything, looking confused when you say that you're fine and that's he overthinking it.
Rus : Snooooreee, c'mon, let's go to Wendy's or somethin', he needs food. You tell him he doesn't need food, he just likes it. You tells you that that is irrelative and that he requires food. Yeah s/o, stop splitting hairs. Plus, your vocal cords could appreciate a Frostie.
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safetycar-restart · 11 months ago
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okay another silly little thought because i just found out Zhou got a kitten. which of the little!drivers do you think would be massive animal lovers? other than little!mick ofc because we all know angie is his bestie. anyways toodles!
love,
🔙🦴anon
Aw yes!! I love this. Sidenote: does anyone know the name of Zhou's kitten? I saw on insta that he got one but I can't find it's name. Anyway, I'm gonna talk about a few littles here, excluding Mick because we all know how much Mick loves dogs.
LITTLE!LOGAN:
Logan would LOVE to have a dog!!! He's an old enough little that he'd enjoy playing fetch with his dog while in little space and going for walks and even bathing it. I think he'd love a golden retriever? Just a happy, friendly dog who is always down for anything.
And of course he loves his dog when he's in his adult headspace too, always wanting cuddles no matter what. But he has such a special bond with them in little space? It's like the dog knows Logan is in a younger headspace and wants to protect him.
LITTLE!MAX:
Little!max, of course, adores his cats. I actually think he prefers to just watch them then play with them though? If he's with his cats, then he's at home which means he's going to regress a lot younger than he would when anywhere else. And in such a young headspace, the cats are a little scary to actually play with. They move too fast!!
But he loves watching you play with them!!! He'll sit on the couch and cheer as you play with them. And then when they get tired, they'll come curl up on max's lap and he strokes them so softly.
LITTLE!GEORGE:
At first George would refuse to get a pet, mostly because he knew how young he regressed and how when regressed he was scared of pretty much everything. He knew if he got a pet of any kind, the poor thing would have to be hidden away whenever he regressed and that wouldn't be fair considering he sometimes regresses for days at a time.
But then... then he gets closer to Lewis and meets Roscoe!! I have a bulldog and I can confirm that bulldogs are insanely good with kids, they just have this innate instincts to always be around the kid and keep them safe. So the first time he sees Roscoe while regressed, Roscoe makes a beeline for him and just... sits down next to him.
From there he and Roscoe become besties!!! He's still uncertain about a pet of his own but he LOVES Roscoe and if he ever did get a pet, it would be a bulldog.
LITTLE!LANDO:
Of course Lando would love to have a mischievous little kitten to be his partner in crime. He works with the kitten to give you as many grey hairs as possible.
And of course they take naps together!!
LITTLE!ARTHUR (we haven't discussed him in so long, I miss him!):
Little!Arthur regresses so young, sometimes under one year and really he's actually the fussiest little you just don't notice it because he's the best boy for you and a terror for everyone else. A dog or a cat would never work with him, because he regresses far too young.
However, you get a pair of budgies! When in his adult headspace, Arthur helps you care for them and clean their cage and gives them time to fly around an enclosed room safely. And when in little space, he loves to watch them in their cage. He never rattles the cage or tries to startle them, he just sits and watches the cage happily. Suckling on his dummy or his sippy cup of warm milk and watching them.
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lev1athantwins2 · 12 days ago
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so for anyone that is curious, i made a bluesky and both of my twitter accounts are now going to be archived. this tumblr account is going to be active alongside my bluesky now :)
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creatureheart · 1 year ago
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you don't need to worry about being "a fake" so much. you are only this if you actively know you are lying. theres nothing wrong with identifying a particular way even though you are unsure. this community spends so long trying to rattle out "fakes" that it forgets to support those still figuring out why they don't feel comfortable in their skin
if it turns out you were wrong, thats okay. take your time and remember theres no pressure to identify as anything. it's alright to say "I'm non-human" and be no more specific than that if you want to
I hope this was helpful :DD ~🐕
Thank you, like truly!
This was very nice to wake up to this morning, and I've been sitting on it almost all day just looking back at it because it makes me feel a bit better.
I'm sure you have seen my other posts what with sending this, so I won't go into ranting about specifics and such again. Just thank you for this.
It's still hard, cause brains are dumb. But I do think at this moment, simply nonhuman works best for me.
Also, for you: 🦴🥩🍖🫐🧀🥚 🥎🧸
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gloombeaches · 3 months ago
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turned this part of an official tiktok into a gif bc im obsessed with this
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scattered-winter · 1 year ago
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trick or treat!
going fully down ye olde dc memory lane but there was a batfam zombie apocalypse au (no capes/powers) and oughhh.....
Babs hadn’t been there when they’d lost Jason. She’d been bleeding out in the basement, trying to stay awake long enough for her group to find her. Bruce never talked about it, and Clark only said the same thing, over and over: “There was nothing we could do.” If she was being honest, she was glad she hadn’t been there to see it. She’d known Jason for years, ever since she and Dick had become friends. She was devastated when she found out he was gone. Not dead, but worse. He’d been turned. Bruce had never been the same afterward. Babs didn’t remember much from the days after their frantic escape from Gotham City, but Bruce had been…more reckless. More violent. Almost as if he was set to kill every zombie on the continent, or die trying. He was better now; in the end, Clark had been able to dial Bruce’s recklessness back. The fact that the rest of his family was out there somewhere had helped, Babs figured. Bruce was surviving for them. “Did you already say grace?” Clark asked, hands hovering above the food. “Yes, we did. Now eat up! You look like a strong wind could blow you away!” Ma said. Clark began loading up his plate, but hesitated. “You prayed for the kids, right?” Ma smiled, but her eyes were sad. “We always do.”
fic writer trick or treat !!
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hotlineamy · 1 year ago
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rattling bone sounds (skeleton costume) trick or treeatt!!🦴🦴💀
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HELLO HELLO, have some bones
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jack-hallow-lantern · 1 year ago
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🎺💀🎺 TooT Da DooT🎺💀🎺 The Skeleton Army Sends Their Regards
Consider me rattled! 🦴💀
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peachypede · 2 years ago
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platonic blythe for both pecha and rawst please? -crunchy anon (ill claim that if thats okay)
Pecha
Contact name: Blythe 💀🦴🌹
Ringtone: Wanted Dead or Alive Bon Jovi
Text tone: Bones Rattle Noise
Rawst
Contact name: Bly
Ringtone: Bad Reputation by Joan Jett
Text tone: Mandibuzz Cry
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