#pup xan xan

[pup-xan-xan]

It is okay if:

★ You regress to cope with stress. ★ Regression is a coping mechanism for trauma. ★ Being little is the only way you feel safe. ★ You're an adult and prefer children's coloring books. ★ You're a teenager who likes to read picture books. ★ You find it comforting to be cared for like a child or toddler. ★ It is relaxing to drink from a baby bottle. ★ It soothes you to use a pacifier/pacy ★ You sleep with stuffed animals/stuffies. ★ You prefer watching kids' movies and shows to adult ones. ★ Kids' music calms you down. ★ You have a favorite item that you carry everywhere to comfort you. ★ You talk in a small, baby voice when regressed. ★ Want or don't want attention when regressed. ★ You like wearing pajamas with cartoon characters on them. ★ You need a nightlight to keep all of the monsters away. ★ You are a non-binary regressor. ★ You are a small, or big regressor. ★ You are clingy with one or more people when regressed. ★ All you want is to be loved like a child when being loved like an adult makes you unhappy.

It is okay if you apply to any or all of those things and more. If being little makes you feel safe and loved, it is okay if what you like is different from another person your age. Everyone regresses differently, and your way is always going to be okay! 🤗

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

[throne-of-ashleygraves]

Ashley calls Xan by pups and Julia by bumbles or Jubee

[breeding-pup]

Experienced sub gradually teaching inexperienced dom, breaking scene so often in the beginning to reassure or check in or negotiate until one day the sub doesn't need to check in so often and realizes just how much their dom has learned

[satoru-is-the-way]

SPOILERS FOR AVATAR 2

Avatar Rick Quaritch x Navi Reader

"Given Enough"

Master list for series

Tags List: @the-wanderer-2022 @zootsutra @anyzandy   @kneelingforvillains @dioriez @mylovelyreblogs @dinobae-replyacc @voodoogoul @freshmoneyalmondathlete @thedumboneforsomereason @world-dominating-kitty @scarletpines @sofiebstar @vampire-hunter @cypherpt5fttaehyung @strangerdeeznuts @simpingfor-wakasa @tranquiiit @ellieparker

Trigger Warnings: Death, Killing, Mentions of death, and derogatory name(s).

Chapter 3 | Chapter 4- The Metkayian

The village had gathered their warriors and weapons ready to retaliate against the Metkayian. In their history war is rare but also necessary to restore balance. (Y/n) yelled commands instructing the troops on how they are to attack, which hand gestures to look for or sounds to hear. Quaritch helped load their bison now covered in war paint. He knew this had passed the stopping point. It worried him what (Y/n) would think once she discovered the truth. It is not a  matter of if but when. Time has started to tick once more. His game of pretending is over. Cualli approached the Avatar. “Quaritch, I hope you do not fail me in this battle.  By obligation when I die you must take over as Olo’eyktan. May that be in a few hours or years you must protect my daughter and our people. Do you understand? You are one of us.” He spoke with seriousness. 

Quaritch knits his eyebrows together. It all hit hard knowing if Cualli and others died…their blood is on his hands. Perhaps if he came clean now he said could spare their lives. "I need to tell you something. Since I got here-" 

"We are ready, father," Balam announced running up to his father. Rick felt his mate's hand wrap around his. 

"Are you sure about this? That war is the only way?" He asked. 

"Yes. It is the only way!"

"I know your connection was special. But if they can take one down, what stops them from others when we declare war?! Is this the only way?" He asked. 

"THEY STARTED THIS!" (Y/n) screams shoving him. "THEY KILLED HER! SHE DID NOT DO ANYTHING!" She yelled before Rick pulled her into a warm embrace. 

"Shh, my mate. Please do not cry any longer. I will stand by your side. Always. Now let's ride." He called Pup who flew beside them. His bison is also covered in war paint. "After you." He helped (Y/n) on and then climbed aboard connecting his queue. They waited until her Father, now armed, moved his bison to the front. 

"Ichil yáax, le Metkayian yéetel Kamimaljuyú u sido aliados. Mantuvimos jump'éel k'a'am vínculo.Ba'ale' wetailo'ob xan páajtal ku beetubaj a enemigos. Ts'o'ok u kiinsik jump'éel miembro k ch'i'ibalil.Le tu kíinsaj ti'! KÍIMILI' LE METKAYIAN!!!"

(For generations, the Metkayian and Kamimaljuyú have been allies. We held a strong bond. However, your friends can also become your enemies. They have killed a member of our family. Slaughtered her in cold blood. We will not accept this. Now we ride! DEATH TO THE METKAYIAN!)

"KÍIMILI' LE METKAYIAN!" They repeat and hide their bison and ikran to war. Quaritch felt his stomach twist. He knew by dawn things would never be the same. General Ardome is waiting for them. They would have the Sully family right where they needed, but at what cost? His relationship with (Y/n)...It meant everything. The people he loved…Oh Eywa, why did he choose this path? 

(Y/n) stood when the first reef came into sight. Village by village they destroyed heading for the heart of the Metkayian territory. (Y/n) had blood lust in her eyes and vengeance in her heart. Despite the feeling in his heart Quaritch of course fought beside them. Once he was happy terrorizing the Navi and now…He looked in sadness as the innocent people were at war for reasons they did not know. Their homes are on fire and everything they built and worked for is gone. All because of his own selfish actions. 

Finally, they reach Tonowari and Ronal's village, Awa'atlu. She assumed they had been alerted when the first pillage commenced. She noticed the clan leaders and their warriors already prepared for battle. They rest in the ocean on their skimwing. Tonowari made a hand gesture in their language which Cualli understood. 

"Balam, (Y/n), Quaritch, follow me." They moved onto her father's bison before gently landing in the sea. Rick felt unable to breathe seeing Jake Sully ride beside Tonowari, Ronal, and Neytiri not far behind. He knew now that they would see something was wrong. 

"Great friend of Kamimaljuyú. What is the meaning of this war?! Not only that but you bring the demon here?!" 

(Y/n)'s ears instantly went back, she hissed loudly, eyes narrowed as Tonowari spoke so disrespectfully to her mate. "Watch your tongue, sea beast." 

"Rick Quaritch is not to be trusted! I don't know what he has told you…or what he has done. But this man is from the sky people. The bad ones. Why have you come back so soon?! What are you planning to do Rick? What is your big plan?!" Jake snarled. 

(Y/n) growled but looked at Quaritch now. The great Jake Sully knows this man… Maybe in one lifetime, he was bad, but now as an Avatar, no way! Not as one of her people. "This isn't about my mate!" (Y/n) hissed at Jake who looked shocked by what (Y/n) just said. "It's about how your clan started a war. Killing my friend. My bison. Now I am here to return the favor by slaughtering you all." Her tail flicked. 

"I had no idea what you are speaking of." Tonowari looked confused. 

"Your arrows and spears were found in my bison!" (Y/n) gripped her weapon. 

Ronal narrows her eyes growling at (Y/n), "Are you calling Tonowari a liar?" She hissed inching her skimwing closer. Quaritch felt an automatic feeling inside his body. His arm instinctively reached for (Y/n) pulling her behind him. Rick's ears went back hissing at Ronal displaying his large canine teeth. 

"This man is a liar, he deserves death," Neytiri said, pointing at Quaritch. 

"(Y/n) (L/n), please listen to me. He only wishes to take Pandora for the humans. All those years ago I killed him. Now somehow this demon is back. He wants to kill me by any means. Your mate probably started this all." Jake adds. 

"Rick." (Y/n) looked up to her mate. 

"...It wasn't always about the mission." He sighed. (Y/n) whimpers ears folding. 

"Wh-what mission?" She asked in a voice barely above a whisper. Jake closed his eyes knowing this story all too well. The day he told Neytiri the truth is something that lives in his mind every second. 

"I-I didn't plan it. Until 6 months after I meet you- I fell in love. With you. (Y/n)-" He started to cry for the very first time in years. "I love you. I didn't mean for it to go this far." Rick reached for (Y/n) you slapped him sobbing. 

"How could you?! You betray me and my people. EYWA WAS WRONG!" 

"(Y/n) please we can-"

Before anything could be said the missile landed in the water. It exploded sending many Metyakian into the air. 

"DIVE!" Yelled Tonowari to the Metyakian. 

"FLY!" Cualli screamed to the Kamimaljuyú.

(Y/n), Quaritch and Balam grip the bison's fur as they fly into the air. "NO!" Rick yelled seeing a missile flying directly toward them. The bison had no time to move before getting hit. After that everything went black for (Y/n). 

…

She opened her eyes, gasping for air she did not have. "Here!" Came a gentle voice putting a mask over (Y/n) mouth and nose letting her take a deep breath. The female closed her eyes leaning against the wall. Just for a moment, she rests. Her head pounds from the explosion. (E/c) eyes scanned the room. There was Tonowari's daughter with 2 Omaticaya children who she assumed were Jake and Neytiri's children. She stood up looking around the space. "Where are we?!"

"I don't know. But it's not good." Said the Female Omaticaya. (Y/n) did not like this. They were inside some building. A human prison she assumed. She then saw herself in the mirror. On the other side (Y/n) could hear voices. 

"LET US OUT!" (Y/n) screamed, hitting the mirror and hissing loudly. She slammed her fists against the mirror over and over screaming in anger. All her pain exploded. "LET US GO!" She bared her fangs. 

On the other side stood Colonel Rick Quaritch and other agents looking at the Navi female. "Damn you really got a crazy bitch." One commented. 

Quaritch growled, grabbing the human by the neck. "Watch your tongue. She is the only innocent one here. I'll be nice once. Then I won't. Understand?" He hissed, letting the scared human down. 

"Quaritch." General Ardome states walking into the room. The female eyes the Avatar suspiciously. "I want you to convince her to give up where the bison's are. They have taken Jake Sully with them. Surely she would know where they go in times of danger. And if she doesn't, you will take us to her village and burn it down." 

He looked down, "Yes General." Quaritch salutes before making his way to their holding facility nearby. The door opened and he locked eyes with (Y/n). "Hey love." He whispered. 

Chapter 5

[riddles-n-games]

I don't know why this popped into my head but now it's a headcanon; Jameson owns a red Goldendoodle puppy with white patches that everyone calls Noodle (courtesy of Xander) but her real name is Willow. She once tipped over an entire plate of pasta when she jumped up to steal a piece and when Mrs. Laughlin returned to the kitchen, she found her covered in pasta sauce and happily munching on her stolen prize. Xander had come in to get a cookie since he finished his lunch early and saw Mrs. Laughlin wiping the wiggly puppy whose tail was wagging happily, tutting but smiling all the same. He heard her say to the pup, "Well, that's the last time I trust myself to leave pasta so close to the edge. Oh, pasta noodles." and Xan dubbed her Pasta Noodle which eventually got shortened to Noodle by everyone else over time. But when he first got her, Jamie took her to a giant lake on the Hawthorne estate for her first walk and by the time they got there, she was so exhausted that she curled up against a big willow tree (hence her name) and fell asleep. Since then, Jameson would always take her there, it's a favorite route for them and she'd chase frogs around the reeds until she got too tuckered out. Then, Jameson would pick her up and they would sit under the willow to rest, her snuggled in his arms on his chest. They would watch the ducks and the resident swan couple until they both fell asleep and their resting place also became a spot for many naps.

[dearcat1]

(Secret Desires)

Part 69 of Sofia

It just… it had left her thinking, that's all. When it comes to having her own pups, her biggest worry was that they would be omegas. It's not common, between an alpha and omega, they should get a beta at most. An alpha, more likely. If their puppies are anything like Xanxus or the pups, she should be fine. And now… even if they managed to make an omega together. Even then. Well, all she can think of is that omega in the Millefiori, all show and no real submission. That man had power, even if behind the scenes. If they needed to, Xanxus could find their pup a match like that. Tsuna and Bel would keep the pup safe either way. Sofia huffs, letting go of her belly and turning around to bury her face into the pillow. A year ago, Xanxus had said in a year or two. Sofia bites her lip, curling up on the nest. "Xan?"

Her mate looks up from where he was drying his hair with a towel. "Yeah?"

"Do you still want to?"

"Want what?" He drops the towel back into the bathroom and pads towards the bed, sitting down by her head.

"A baby." Sofia doesn't react to his closeness but does arch into the touch when he rubs her back.

"Is this because of what Massimo said?" Xanxus lays down beside her, petting her hair when she doesn't snuggle up to him.

"No…" Sofia rolls on her side to be able to see him better. "Yes? I don't know. I’ve just been thinking."

“Alright.” Xanxus pulls her to him, setting her down on his chest. “I would love to have pups with you.” He covers her hand on her belly. “Things have finally calmed down enough that we could swing it.”

“But?” Sofia bites her lip, cuddling closer.

“Nothing.” Xanxus sighs. “As far as I’m concerned the timing is right.” He hums, staring at the ceiling for a moment. “Let’s put it this way: I’m not going to say no. The decision is yours. I would just like to be consulted about the timing.”

“Oh.” Sofia pouts. It’s the answer she knew she would get. And she likes that he’s leaving it up to her. And yet, she’s a little disappointed that he doesn’t have more of an opinion. “I don’t know. I think I want one.”

“But?”

Sofia glares at him, half-heartedly. “I was hoping for more enthusiasm.”

Xanxus chuckles, rolling them over. “It’s just an idea for now. The instinctual part of me keeps pushing for it. We have a good den, a good pack. The pups are grown enough. It wants you fat with child, waddling around where I can see you.” He shrugs, kissing her once. “The logical part of me knows this is far more dangerous and significant for you. It’s your body, too. So I’m sitting on my hands here and not letting the alpha side be pushy.”

It helps. Sofia deflates. “I want one,” she admits. “I want one as long as it’s yours.” She blows her cheeks up for a second. “It’s just… aren’t we too young? And I feel like I shouldn’t want one. They trained me for this, you know? I wanted to be nothing like it.”

“If you’re making decisions just not to be who they wanted you to be,” Xanxus murmurs. “Then you’re still making decisions based on them, not on you. Whatever you want, go for it. I’ll support you on it.”

“I know.”

[sleepygirldiaries]

Welcome to my page🎀

My name is xan and I’m a 27,

I turned 27 on the 27th of September and I chose to celebrate in one of my favorite cities.

Nola has been like a second home to me since my first visit years ago. I hope one day to live there but until then I will stay happy in Missouri.

I have a beautiful partner of 1 year and some months, and together we now have 5 animals in the house where we live together.

Recently I put my 7 year old pup to sleep forever, one of the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make.

I already have a tumblr from when I was 14 however I wanted to start fresh and actually build a following/ interaction with other pages.

I love to laugh and have deep talks. sometimes I disappear for a while and need to recharge, other times I’m just straight up sleeping.

I forget a lot of things and recently I’ve bought bows so I can croquette everything. 🦋

[cutestlittlekoi]

It was the morning after their...interaction. Alexis sat at the kitchen table, silently eating their breakfast, waiting for Xander to come downstairs. Her legs still trembled from the night before, but she tried to ignore it. Her bruises ached something fierce. She heard footsteps. Movement. From upstairs. Her whole body tensed, causing her to wince in pain from her soreness. She was so lost in her discomfort she didn't realize the 6 foot toned figure that stared at her while leaning against the doorway.

"Does it hurt?"

Alexis jumped at his voice, looking frantically up at him. She locked eyes, before quickly looking back down at her lap, fiddling with her hands.

"I-I didn't realize you came down yet." Her voice shook, heart filled with anxiety. Xander rolled his eyes, moving towards her. He sat down in the chair across from her. Staring bullets into her body.

"Look at me."

She sheepishly looked up to his face, swallowing harshly.

"I'm not gonna hurt you. But we have to talk about last night." He assured her, taking a more gentle voice on.

"W-What's there to talk a-about," Alexis lowered her head in shame,"you proved your point, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did. But I wanna be able to prove my point a lot more after this." He sighed, shifting in his seat.

"What are you getting at? You want me to be your fuck buddy?? Is that all you want from me?" She snapped harshly, feeling a rising anger from his words. "I'm not gonna be just your toy. You can't go from harassing me and making my life hell to getting in my pants every night!" Alexis shot up from her chair, storming off towards the stairs.

"Well maybe if you didn't act like such a stuck up bitch all the time, you'd see I want to be with you now."

She whipped around to face Xander, fuming.

"1 night sleeping with you doesn't make up for years of fucking torment, dipshit. I don't understand why you can never leave me alone, why you always have to have the jump on me." She began to tear up."For once, I want to live in peace without you breathing down my neck like I'm just a play thing to you!"

Xander looked at her, a cold stare taking shape in his face. Alexis let out shaky breaths, her clenched fist leaving indentions from her nails. Xander sighed, closing his eyes and running his hands through his hair.

"Would you just listen to me?" He stared at her, his blank look taking on a more thoughtful tone."Just hear me out. Ok? Let me fix this."

She stared at him, hesitant to approach him. Finally, Alexis took small steps towards him, calmly finding her seat next next to him once again.

"Thank you." Silence filled the space between them as he searched for the right words.

"I put you through a lot of shit. I know I did. I'm a dick. I know. You didn't deserve anything. But I still did it because I thought it was funny. I was amused by how far I could push you around and how much you took."

He attempted to make eye contact but she looked down, avoiding his gaze. He scooted closer, carefully reaching out his hand to lift her chin to make sure she was listening. Alexis' eyes showed sign of fear and intimidation, but deep inside there was a glint of understanding and hopefulness. Xander smiled, knowing he was getting through somewhat.

"Please let me show you that there is good to me. I want to make up all those years of hell. Please, pup?"

The sudden pet name made her perk up, a sniffle breaking her silence.

"Do....do you promise you aren't lying? Pinky promise??" Alexis practically begged. Xander chuckled, rubbing her cheek and soothing her.

"Pinky promise, pup."

At last, she broke her resisting demeanor and latched onto Xander's chest. Sitting in his lap, she hugged him tighter than she hugged her own parents, scared to let go. He wrapped his arms around her lower back, letting his head fall into her neck. He left light kisses along her crook, sending chills down her spine and giving her goosebumps. Alexis quickly shyed away, worried he'd find it strange. Xander caught on to her sudden bashfulness, laying his hand against her cheek and bringing his face down to hers.

"Can I, doll?" He asked with pleading eyes, dying to taste her once again. She nodded, feeling his lips collapse against hers. Her cunt throbbed at the sudden contact. She's never craved this kind of intimacy so badly from someone. Quickly become heated, she found herself on top of him on the living room couch. Her head swirled, dizzy with excitement. Xander panted, pulling away from her kiss. He felt his cock pulse more and more with each passing minute. He wanted to be inside her so bad. He needed her sweet cunt so badly again. He reached to the hem of her shirt, looking to her for permission. Alexis nodded, allowing him to take off her clothing one item at a time. Soon she was bare on top of him, feeling a sudden shyness and heat take over her whole body. She quickly looked down, only to lock eyes on his growing cock. Her cunt dripped onto his jeans, showing her obvious anticipation. Xander took no time to pull hisself free from his confined pants, hissing at the cold air but relaxing when greeted with the heat of Alexis' slick entrance. He rubbed his hands up and down her hips, eyeing her beautiful figure. She rested her hands on his chest, allowing him to guide her to his tip. He looked at her face, catching her attention.

“Do what you want, Doll. Today’s about you, ok?” He smiled, rubbing her cheek before placing it back on her hip. Alexis nodded, preparing herself. She slowly let her herself down, feeling a burn as she stretched wider to fit Xander inside of her. Alexis whimpered as she took the rest of his length. Xander kissed her forehead, whispering praises to her as encouragement. Soon, she began lifting herself up and back down, beginning to bounce on his cock. Moans leaked out of her mouth as she found herself in a trance. Xander grabbed her hips, assisting her, watching as her perfect cunt swallowed his cock. He became breathless at the sight, his cock throbbing and aching for her.

“Fuck yes, come on, pup.” Xander threw his head back, feeling euphoric. Alexis continued to use his cock, the knot in her stomach growing bigger and bigger.

“X-X-Xan-nder~” She struggled to speak, so enveloped by his moans and perfect dick. She cried out for him, screaming his name as he dug his nails into her sides, stomach tightening and cock throbbing. It wasn’t long before Alexis collapsed into his chest, begging to cum, pleading so desperately.

“P-Please sir, pl-pleas-se sir, le-let me c-c-cum~” It was too irresistible to say no to. Who was he to deny her?

“Fuck, please, cum on my cock, please doll, make a mess on me. Fuck.” Xander spoke into Alexis’ ear so she knew it was ok. Soon, she cried out his name a final time, followed by a string of praises and “thank you”s. Xander couldn’t hold back after such a pretty display either. Making sure to paint her as his, he held her hips as far as they could go, feeling his hot cum fill her small hole up. After a recovery break, Xander left to go collect a towel and extra clothes to bring back. When he returned in fresh clothes, he helped clean Alexis up, dressing her in some of his boxers and a tshirt of his. Taking a nearby blanket, he picked her up, wrapping it around her and laying her down to rest on his chest.

“Xander?”

“Yes, doll?”

“…what are we?”

“…”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked-“

Xander kissed her forehead, squeezing his arms around her.

“We’re perfect, pup. A perfect pair, a perfect couple. Just give it some time, ok?”

“Ok.”

She snuggled into his hold, falling asleep not long after. He signed, holding her close, laying his head back, feeling peace flood his body.

[potions-and-halos]

Barakiel had heard from Xan what was going on with Haedtiel, and he booked it as fast as he could to the Namekian's den. Landing just outside of the mouth of the cave, he peered in and spoke quietly. "Haedtiel? Are you in here?"

A soft hiss was the answer and a a scufflign sound with the squeaks of the two pups being heard. Tempest appeared next to Bar with a soft sigh, shakimg her head. "You can try coming in but I don't know what her reaction will be."

[pup-xan-xan]

𓆩⟡𓆪 For Littles Without a Caregiver 𓆩⟡𓆪

★ Build a safe space for yourself when you regress, like a blanket fort where you feel comfortable.

★ Make a routine that you follow every day to help you feel secure.

★ Do things that make you happy and/or comfort you.

★ Make your well-being and mental health number one!

★ Say yes for what you do want, and no for what you do not want to keep you safe, happy, and comfortable.

★ Try out different ways to deal with stress, anxiety, or other no-no feelings.

★ Be creative (Color, draw, play, or write)!

★ Take time to read to calm you down whenever you feel upset.

★ Make playlists of songs that make you feel happy, with kid songs or TV Show/Movie songs that comfort you or that you love!

★ Play your favorite video games that you like, or find new ones!

★ Try out different hobbies so you can find a new one you like!

★ If you are more into smart, big kid stuff; try puzzles or board games!

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

[vileprose]

Munday Post

nickname: Pup, Vile

real name: Xan

zodiac: Virgo

height: 5′10″

what time is it?: 4:53 pm

favorite musician/group: Alt-J, Hobo Johnson, McCafferty, Blackbear, too many to list.

favorite sports team: None.

do i get asks?: Yes, quite often.

how many blogs do i follow?: 182

any tumblr crushes?: Yes, but none I know well enough to actually pursue anything with.

lucky number: 13, 3

what am i wearing right now?: T-shirt and comfy pants because I feel ickkkk.

dream vacation: I really want to travel all over the world. There’s nowhere that I don’t want to see because I love learning about different cultures.

dream car: None, I’ll take whatever works.

favorite food: Chicken chow mein, pork buns.

drink of choice: Coke

languages: English, Spanish, some German.

instruments: Flute

celebrity crushes?: Jason Momoa, Margot Robbie

random fact: I’m studying to be an elementary school teacher. I’m also afraid of worms, absolutely terrified of them, if you even touch me with one I’ll scream. I have no clue where this fear came from but it’s one of my more irrational ones. I am also afraid of corn fields. Stolen From: @stagtic​

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do it!

[baadbaadblacksheep]

Coyote

Whoops I wrote something new instead of what I was supposed to be working on. This is stemming from a previous work of mine about Jesse’s backstory, Cactus Bloom, which you can read [HERE]

Read on ao3: [HERE]

“Well lookit this one. Starin’ like a starved coyote.”

Jesse flinches back instinctively, but it's too late too hide in the safety of the dark hallway. All conversation at the long dining table has ceased in favor of turning their attention on the teenager spying on them.

Well, he wasn't spying. He was just eyeing the pizza boxes scattered open across the table, trying to plot on how to get some food in his own stomach.

“Go back to bed, Jess,” Xander calls from his place at the table. Jesse can't see him from where he's slunk back halfway in the shadows, but he can imagine that disappointed scowl on his face already. Xan had told him to stay away, now here he was interrupting their entire meeting.

“Boy looks hungry, c’mon Xan. We can feed ‘em, huh?” A dark rumble of laughter goes across the room and the one who spoke up grins when Jesse creeps out just a bit further at the comment.  

The men are beckoning him like they would an animal: cooing and clicking and gesturing for him to come close. Jesse steps closer, eyes on the prize: an open box with two slices still inside, the closest one to him. He can see Xan now, in the corner of his eye, taking a long drink from the whiskey glass in his hand. They're all drinking, he realizes in the back of his mind. He can smell it more and more the closer he gets.

“He gets fed plenty,” Xan finally says, green eyes glaring, “We just woke him up is all. Go back to bed, Jesse.”

A second warning. Not good. But he's lying. Jesse’s so damn hungry. Xan’s been gone a lot lately, not bringing home food for them anymore. The school lunches aren't free but the cafeteria workers take mercy on him most days and slide a tray of food his way. It's barely a half portion of what a boy his age, body still desperately trying to grow and develop, should be eating for a meal, but he doesn't complain. Food is food.

Jesse’s growling stomach betrays them both and the men only chuckle in response. “C’mere,” one of them drawls out, and it gets quiet. The man who spoke is piercing Jesse in place with his stare. His voice lent no amusement and definitely no room to argue. Jesse obeys, finally, standing in front of the man where he's sitting parallel to the table.

“Sit.” A finger points down at his feet and Jesse obliges, plopping down on the floor with his long legs crossed beneath him. The man grabs a box from the table and tosses it to the ground in front of Jesse, the top springing open to reveal an entire pizza untouched by anyone's dirty hands. “Eat,” the man commands, and Jesse dives in without a word.

A hand is petting through his hair as he eats like a starved thing, and Jesse can't help but lean into it, more touch starved from Xander’s frequent absences than he realized.

“This is McCree’s boy?” The man asks the room.  Everyone is eager to answer, nodding and murmuring out affirmations. “An’ what's he doin’ here, Xan?”

“I look after him,” Xan speaks up, “He was miserable at his Pa’s, Hank. He likes it with me.” There's a pause, then Xan raises his voice. “Don't you, Jess?”

Jesse nods without looking up, on his third slice of pizza now. He's starting to slow down,  actually tasting what he's throwing down his throat now. His stomach is cramping just slightly from how fast he's eating, but it doesn't bother him.

The hand stroking his hair--Hank’s hand--grabs at his chocolate brown locks just enough to get Jesse’s attention and raise his head up. “That true, boy?” Hank rumbles, eyeing him intently. Jesse nods again, swallowing his mouthful.

“Yeah. Xan’s the best.” Jesse drops his gaze. “He's been gone a lot though. I miss ‘em.” He chances a glance at Xan, fearing he'd see anger in his eyes. But Xan’s face has gone soft, lips pressed tightly together and eyebrows raised slightly, like the look he gets when he's apologizing for getting rough with Jesse again.

(Jesse doesn't mind; Jesse never minds. Xan’s just a passionate man. It's just how he shows his feelings, when they're alone in the dark.)

“That why you've been askin’ for a transfer? Miss your boy?” A few chuckles at that from around the table. Xan shrugs, looking back at Hank.

Hank pats Jesse on the shoulder. “Run off, boy. Take the box with you.” Jesse scurries away easily,  back to the bedroom with the rest of his food. The box is empty in the next five minutes, leaving Jesse to curl up in bed groaning and trying not to wastefully vomit up what he had just wolfed down.

---

“--can’t be of any good right now, boss. He wants to stay in school an’ graduate an’ all that shit. I don’t know what he thinks he’s gonna do after all that.”

Jesse blinks awake. The pain in his stomach has subsided, but it’s still dark outside; he must have only been out an hour or so. He can hear footsteps approaching the bedroom, along with Xan and Hank speaking to one another as they walk. Jesse’s heart flips in his chest when he hears the door squeaking open, and shuts his eyes again.

It’s quiet for a moment. Jesse almost thinks maybe the door just opened by itself until Hank finally speaks.

“You know he’s gotta contribute, Xan. Bein’ under a Deadlock roof, usin’ Deadlock money to feed him and send him to school… Ain’t nothin’ in this group free.”

“He’s just a pup. I can’t--”

“You’re barely older than he is. By what, a year? Two?”

“‘Bout a year n’ a half or more, sir.”

“An’ when did you join?”

A sigh. Jesse knows Xan’s eyes are closed, centering himself, ready to give up the struggle. “I see your point. I reckon… I reckon he could run small errands. Just don’t want him in trouble.”

Someone steps closer in another beat of quiet. “He’s a pretty boy. The men all seem to think so.”

“Hank--”

“I don’t wanna hear no more against it. He’s either a liability or an asset, an’ you know what happened to the last liability I found among us.”

“Right. Fine. We’ve got Tony inside the school. I’ll have the kid run his deliveries to him from now on. Less suspicious lookin’ than what’s set up now.”

One pair of footsteps started to leave. “Atta boy. We’ll see what else he’s good for.”

Jesse could feel Xan staring at him, silence hanging in the air. Jesse almost wanted to sit up, to ask him what was wrong, what was happening. He knew Xan was mad, he knew it, he knew--

“Oh, Jess,” came the sigh, “What have you done?”

Another pair of footsteps left the room.

---

Math is hard. Jesse always saves math homework for last. He’s trying his best to focus, but it’s just not clicking. He’s focusing so much on trying to remember the formula without looking that he barely notices Xan and yet another man trading money and god knows what behind him. It’s a common occurrence these day. Their house seems to be the main place for trades and meetings lately. Xan usually has Jesse disappear when they happen, safely tucked away in their bedroom.

(Xan had a talk with Jesse about being disruptive, but since he’s been home more, Jesse’s been getting fed enough to keep his hunger at bay, and he’s had no reason to venture out now. He hears them ask about him, though. All the time.)

“Tell you what, Xan,” the man is saying, “Let me have a second with your boy an’ I’ll only charge half this time around.”

“He’s jus’ an errand kid. Don’t look at him like that.” There’s a possessive growl in Xan’s voice that makes Jesse break focus and look back at them from his spot at the dining table.

They’re standing toe to toe, and the man has a few inches on him, but there’s a muscle twitching in Xan’s jaw from how hard it’s clenched, and he isn’t backing down.

“Is that all he is? ‘Cause from what I hear, he shares a bed with you. Must be somethin’ else he’s good for y’ain’t tellin’ us about…” The man is grinning, but finally backs up. “Guess the price’ll be goin’ up for a while. Unless, of course, we can cut a deal…”

Xan cuts his eyes to Jesse, notices he’s staring. He softens his posture, but Jesse can tell he’s still so tense. Xan looks away, towards the ground, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

“Jess, baby, come here.”

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my weekend was so wild i’m not sure if it was even real here’s a recap of what happened

-i played guitar and sang covers of oldies such as all i have to dream by the everly brothers with one of my bestest friends until like 12 at night and it was just simply so lovely <33 

-then we popped fake xans cuddled w her big ol softie pup and no homo or anything i think we made out but i can’t remember?? we finally well asleep at like 3 in the morning watching james charles ??

-the next morning we drove around with one of our friends and we hit the juul in her car and we went to the mall and this is where things got interesting??

-we went to hot topic with one of my pals and we saw clout glasses and we were like BOONK so she took em and hid them in her coat pocket and this crusty furry employee must’ve saw us so she snitched on us and then the MALL COPS showed up and we were like fuc and we gave the glasses back and the 17 yr old lawful evil lookin hot topic employee was like. I NEED YOU TO LEAVE MY STORE IMMEDIATELY. as if ur like the whole ass CEO of hot topic. and this crusty mall cop with this a stache and resting bitch face. was like. leave. and this poor mall cop was probs getting paid like 7 bucks an hour to snitch out 14 yr old emos tryna steal shit bc they have daddy issues or whatever but he escorted us out and then we ran to the car and were like START THE DAMN CAR caitlin (the only one of us who could drive) and she was like fine lemme hit my juul first and we were like GO GO GO WERE ON THE RUn and then after that my friend was like LOL I STILL HAVE THE CLOUT GLASSES!!!!! and pulled them out of her jacket pocket?? so i put on the clout classes and then i realized i lost one of my shoes running from the crusty mall cop?? but i was like whatever and i fell asleep and i woke up 26 hours later nice

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More courtship asks :3c 27 for any ship

:3333  khdfaulhe thank you for all these asks!!!

I did Xan and co here so I’ll do Sabine.

27. ♥ Have they had dreams about their partner/the person they are courting?

You know, I think she still has dreams about Namaire, and I think she always will.  They’re probably things like feeling helpless as he’s in trouble or something– dreams born out of unnecessary guilt.  Either that or reliving his death.

For Zarad, of course she gets a little caught up in that whole starry theme and all that romantic nonsense.  So there are some silly dreams with scenes of them in a penny-novel bodice ripper or something that she likes to laugh about.  But I bet there is at least one occasion when she has a dream about warm home in Corval, surrounded by little curly-haired pups with her eyes and his mischievous grin with his laughter at something in the background.  And she gets choked up about it.

:)

[dearcat1]

(Dot the i’s)

Part 64 of Sofia

CW: discussion of abuse and suicidal tendencies

"I know Sofia more than anybody else in this world." Xanxus says and doesn't even find it amusing when Massimo jumps. "So how did my brother realize she's dangerously close to suicidal but not me?"

"To be fair to you," Massimo sighs. "She's probably been there since before you kidnapped her. But she's happier now, isn't she? Free. And she thinks so highly of you, you might as well have hung the moon, little brother."

Xanxus clicks his tongue, dropping on the chair with a pointed look at Massimo's hastily hidden paperwork. "She thinks I'm a little shit." Xanxus sits back. "Answer the question." 

"Trust me, Xan. You don't want the details. All you need to know is that probably all of them are, to a degree." Massimo sits down behind his desk. "We're all keeping an eye on them." He opens the drawer, pushes the papers the rest of the way inside and closes it again. "And Sofia does think that. She also looks at you in a way most of us only hope to be looked at."

"Look like what?" Xanxus rolls his eyes. "She already told me her story, what are you hiding from me?"

"Stop fishing." Massimo admonishes. "You look at her the exact same way, you smitten little shit." The humour is still there when he straightens. "Did she? I'm glad. It's not hers in particular, however. I've been reading up on the bastard's notes. If nothing else, he documented things properly. He was fond of his girls, or he thought he was. Sofia was a solo project for a while. One he was proud of."

It earns him a grunt. "I know. Sofia keeps mentioning the other girls lately. She never says their names, only talks about them. Apparently, the bastard cried after each of them died. Tell me this much, did they do it themselves?" 

"Most of them." When Xanxus only grunts, Massimo adds: "The oldest… overly enthusiastic alpha."

"Ah." Xanxus stands. "And Massimo, if you ever do something so stupid as to succed were the assassins failed, I'll never forgive you."

Massimo blinks slowly. "I am not, Xan. I was just mad at myself for missing what seemed obvious in hindsight. I wasn't looking at a mirror."

Xanxus just waves his gun warningly as he leaves. He got as much information as he was going to get out of Massimo, said his piece while at it too. Now he's off, he has a mate back home and a few pups to drive him insane. 

He arrives to a nest filled only with his mate. No pups in sight. It's still a little disconcerting but it's also something more common since the fight, they had their talk and cleared the air. Xanxus hums, dropping his jacket on the couch and watching her glare up at him sleepily. "I needed to talk to Massimo."

Sofia blinks, confused for a moment before she realizes why. Then, it changes to embarrassment. "Fine." It's funny to watch because he can tell she's annoyed he took too long to come back but Sofia still feels guilty about not telling him. So she chooses to stand instead, snuggling into his arms and hiding against his chest. "It's late."

"I know." Xanxus picks her up, dropping them both on the bed. "I needed to catch him alone."

"Ok." She cuddles him closer, nuzzling him a little. "Sleep."

"Yeah." It's a little thing but this is a big part of what Xanxus had missed when the pups were always around. Sofia greeting him every night, curling into his arms and nuzzling him. It's nice, it's relaxing and she purrs, soft and pleased, sometimes a little clingy. Their instincts are different but he did ask once, he wanted to know why she likes nuzzling him so much. Sofia had glared, too self-conscious about it, so he had told her about his own instincts first. The little things she does that manage to calm him down or feel like the biggest, baddest fucker around. In the end, Sofia told him that she likes his smell because it brings her comfort but she likes nuzzling him because his attention turns to her. It doesn't matter what he's doing, he pauses to let her nuzzle him. Xanxus supposes it's true, he thinks her doing it is cute. 

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Out of the six, the remaining four pups are 2 weeks old today. One didn’t make it more than 24 hours and another caught pneumonia before he was a week old. These 4 seem to be thriving at this point and the hardest part is the first two weeks. We have #Pavo #Sol #Cosmo and #Xan. #frenchiesofinstagram #frenchies #frenchbulldog #puppies #c_bass https://www.instagram.com/p/By0_d2tBdcg/