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b1mbodoll · 9 months

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how can u say bull hoon like i’m in a crisis now. just thinking about beefy hoon being brought into a new farm and immediately becoming obsessed with the sweet little farmhand who’s in charge of collecting his seed. everyone’s always talking about how impeccable the quality of his seed is and how they’re gonna have to have him breed with the cow girls. but why would hoon go near those girls when he can just dump his load into his pretty little farmer and make her carry his calf :( just thinking about her all round and swollen with his baby has him pumping load after load into her

pairings: park sunghoon x f! reader

warnings: hybrids + courting + oral + scent kink + strength kink + begging + jealousy + pregnancy

💌: help u sent me !!!! into a crisis im going to think about this for literally forevwr like i cant rn omfgkfsoskkfjfkskdnf i need him ps it doesnt matter what u look like i promise bull! hoon is large and in fucking charge!!!!!!!!!

bull! hoon is no stranger to sex. sometimes farmers would slap a wad of cash on his handler’s desk n he’d be sent to the field where a scared little cow hybrid was waiting for him to take what he wants, but he never did. instead he’d stay away from the heifer n do his own thing until her owner would get angry n snatch their payment, cursing sunghoon as the pair leave because how dare the bull not seduce his hybrid!!!!!!

his handler gets fed up with the constant failed breeding attempts n sends him your way, tired of dealing with such a stubborn bull. when sunghoon lays his eyes on you it’s like his personality does a complete 180. he’s no longer cold and distant n is so careful with you because ur such a tiny little thing in comparison to the buff bull.

when you try introducing him to ur sweet cow hybrids sunghoon is so distraught because he’s been courting you for weeks n this is the final nail in the coffin, he can’t keep pretending like he doesn’t wanna pound you til you’re crying. completely unaware of the bull boy’s feelings you leave the pair alone, tending to your other hybrids in the meantime.

sunghoon’s snorting and stomping his feet because he’s so angry!!! he doesn’t want to fuck a cowgirl he wants you!!!! wants to stuff you full of cum n make you a slut for his dick til all you can think about is getting bred :( sends the cowgirl back to her pen n waits for you in the pasture

when you return to check on them you’re surprised to find the bull alone, slipping into the fenced in area with him before asking, “hi hoonie, what’s wrong? did something happen?” he nearly caves at the sound of your sweet voice laced with worry, but he maintains his composure. “what’s wrong?” he snorts angrily, “what’s wrong is i’ve been tryin’ to show you i’m worthy of being your mate but you won’t give me the time of day!” the shock is evident in your face and hoon cant believe you really didnt know his intentions. “wha? hoonie i can’t be your mate! you don’t know what you’re talkin’ about, y’just haven’t met the right cow!” you continue making excuses for him and he’s had enough, biceps flexing as he shoves you facefirst into the dirt.

the display of strength has your cunt dripping and you can only pray he doesn’t notice. but he’s a top hybrid, the best of the best and his sharp nose instantly picks up on your arousal. “stay down” he grunts, making sure you’re properly presenting for him before making his way behind you and tearing your shorts off with his large hands, leaving you clad only in your tiny tank top and cotton panties drenched in your juices.

your bull stuffs his face between your thighs n shoves his nose right up against your cunt, inhaling deeply and becoming obsessed with how good your pussy smells. “if y’can’t be my mate then why are you so wet, human?” you’re so embarrassed n your hole clenches around nothing at his words. “‘s normal sunghoon! what else do you expect after treating me like this?” he ignores you completely n rips your panties off, throwing them to the side before digging in, mouth slurping at your pussy like he’s fucking starving.

his tongue is so fucking long and he’s so skilled, it’s not long before you’re creaming. “you’re ready.” is all he says before lining his dick up with your sloppy cunt, filling you in one quick thrust. he moans so loud you’re sure the entire farm can hear him, feeling sorry for your hybrids because you can’t bring yourself to make him pull out. “you wanna cum again, sweetheart?” you nod your head like crazy, wanting nothing more than to milk his dick for all it’s worth. “then fucking beg.” sunghoon is a dirty pervert and you’re just as bad, begging instantly with no hesitation. “please hoonie! wanna be your breeding bitch, need your thick cum inside now! wanna cum with you n feel you impregnate me, please!” he’s in fucking heaven, cums so hard n so much it’s no wonder he’s a prized bull, fills you up so well it makes you black out.

after he makes you cum again sunghoon carries you inside, tucking you into your bed before taking his spot next to you. when you wake up the following morning your body is so sore and you still feel so full because sunghoon is insatiable and couldn’t resist fucking you til he passed out from exhaustion. as you make your way around the farm to check on your hybrids you can’t help but notice how they’re staring at you, jake, your sweet dog hybrid is even outright glaring at you because how could sunghoon get to you first? it’s only fair if he gets a turn because he was here before that damn bull!

#♡.signed. sealed. delivered.#♡.the honeypot #💌.breeding #💌.hybrids #💌.oral #💌.creampies #💌.pregnancy #💌.size kink #💌.strength kink #enhypen #park sunghoon #park sunghoon x reader #park sunghoon smut #enhypen x reader #enhypen smut

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toji-girl · 3 months

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the other side | r. sukuna

synopsis: You love how sweet and kind and caring Yuuji is, he is everything you wanted in a man, even the other side of him.

wc: 2.7k

tags: PLEASE READ ALL OF THIS + dark content + 18+ ONLY content + explicit smut: minors and empty blogs DNI + fem reader + he is very mean + dubcon/noncon but you do want it (will tag both just to be sure!) + biting + super hard degradation + spitting + blood play + he is in his true form mostly + mouths on his hands + creampie+ breeding mentioned throughout and he calls you a heifer + double dick! Kuna + fingering + blow job + pussy eating + orgasm denial + spanking + anal + double penetration from double dicks + dacryphilia + cum eating

an; I wrote this I think in 20 or 21 and I did edit it but please note that this is..I don't even know how to explain it lmao, this is all for fiction purposes and I write the most out-of-pocket things when I am ovulating which what I was going through when I wrote this I'm sure lmaooo

Yuuji looked at you with a sideways glance trying to figure out why you were acting out all day and even through the night until you two both settled into bed for the evening, giving him an attitude in secret hope the other person inhabiting his body would come out and play, his head cocked to the side looking at you as you sat on his lap.

“Is there anything you need?” He asked with worry in his voice while you trailed your fingers up his chest before settling both hands on his broad shoulders while straddling him.

“Let him come out and play.” You whispered a little embarrassed that you want what people call Yuuji’s demon to show himself and play with you like a rag doll, the type of spirit most don’t want to play with but you don’t mind getting a little burnt playing with fire if it meant that you get what you wanted.

Yuuji’s eyes went wide and he shook his head wildly. “No, it’s dangerous and you could end up hurt like the last time, he made you cry. Remember?” He asked with a frown not able to stomach the idea of it happening again, but it really didn’t matter to him, it was all up to Sukuna.

“You can still control him, right?” You asked sweetly. Yuuji sighed, debating on what to do for several minutes as he chewed on his bottom lip in deep thought on how to handle the situation, he knew you loved him more than anything but what was so great about the other side of him?

You love Yuuji and how sweet he really is, he treated you like a gentleman all the time, doting on you and just being himself, which you adored, of course. But a few weeks ago, Sukuna made a surprise appearance while you and Yuuji made love, and it soon turned into him leaving you in a crying, babbling mess, covered in cum and bite marks that are still healing all over your body where anyone can see and it opened a new side of you that craved that attention.

A mouth appeared on Yuuji’s cheek and Sukuna spoke in that low, seductive voice paired with a deep cackle at the end.

“Come on, let’s teach this heifer a lesson.” His words stung, being referred to as a heifer.

“Did you just call me a cow?” You asked stunned with your eyes wide as you stared at the pair of lips with pointy teeth hiding, just waiting to sink into your flesh.

Yuuji slapped his hand over his cheek but another mouth grew on the back of that one with a wicked smile and sharp canine teeth shining. “Is that what you want?” Sukuna asked, you looked up at your boyfriend, who had a pained expression. “A heifer is a young female calf that has yet to be bred and since you haven’t been properly bred I think it’s time we fix that.” His tone was smug as his tongue lolled out, licking his lips before wiggling at you.

“No.” You hesitated for only a brief second and looked away feeling a burn of humiliation and desire pulling and tangling together creating a ball of tension between your legs, your boyfriend could be a bit rougher but that wasn’t who he was and you’d never ask him to change either.

He sighed and both mouths disappeared. You kissed him on his cheek and smiled replaying what Sukuna said. “He’s an asshole anyway, what do you say we go back to the living room and watch some TV?” You asked. After his nod, you twisted to get off his lap but felt nails dig into your waist, keeping you against him. Looking up, you already knew you would see Sukuna’s devilish smile, the dark marks adorning his skin, red eyes, and sharp teeth, and knew it was too late, he was fully in control now.

“Ah, ah, ah. Where do you think you’re going? You’re about to get what you wanted and since I’m such an asshole maybe I should fuck yours.” In a quick motion and with really no effort on his part from his sheer strength, Sukuna had you pinned to the bed with your hands above your head. Your wrists were crushed in his tight grip while his other yanked down your shorts, leaving your bottom half bare to the cool air of the room and making you shiver.

“You’ve been getting on my nerves all day with your whining and bitching, your mouth would look better wrapped around my cock instead of flapping about useless shit so now you’re going to take what I give you, do you understand me?” He asked using a hand to squish your cheeks together making you nod your head with a sadistic grin.

“Yes, sir.” You choked out, Sukuna laughed while roughly pushing your legs open with his knees. His free hand ghosted over your stomach, lifting your shirt up and running his sharp nails over the flesh making you shiver under his touch. You couldn’t help but watch as another pair of arms sprouted from his sides with a sick tear that finally made you look away until one of the newly formed hands gripped your jaw, forcing your head straight. His eyes glowed as he stared down at you.

“You’re so damn needy you know that? All that insistent bitching all day for this and you’re not even that wet. Pathetic.” He thrust his fingers inside your slick pussy, making you cry out and thrash in his hold. You watched as he opened the mouth on his palm, his long tongue lolling out and drooling over his hand and your cunt, covering it with spit and using it as a crude lube.

A small whimper left your lips, catching his attention. His new hands were now cupping and squeezing your breasts, palming using the mouths that formed to suck the pebbled buds, then dragged his fingers over your nipples, stopping to pinch them in time with the strokes of his fingers that were sliding in and out of you with his hand still holding your jaw, giving it a dull ache.

Bending down, he opened his mouth and roughly parted your lips with his tongue. Spit coated your chin along with his while he continued the fast pace of his fingers. “Ah, see you’re getting wet just like I knew you would since the last time I fucked you.”

His lips moved from yours to your shoulder, where he sunk his sharp teeth into the tender flesh, tearing a ragged scream from you. He lapped at the blood-forming from the wound. His tongue felt rough and so did his fingers that found your g-spot and bullied with intense pressure that felt like he was trying to reach your womb.

He moved away from the first bite mark and suckled on your collarbone, his teeth grazing but not biting yet.

He let go of your jaw and wrists. At this point, you were confused about how many arms and hands he had now while feeling your orgasm rush over you, the feeling made your head swim with a hazy pleasure but you weren’t allowed to cum yet and he ripped it away from you.

“Not yet,” Sukuna said removing his slick-covered fingers, wiping them over your lips before plunging the digits into your mouth. “Suck.”

Obeying his commands, you hollowed your cheeks and sucked on his fingers, his red eyes narrowed and watched. His cock twitched in his pants but he ignored it for the time being because he wasn’t done with you. You are his favorite toy after all, and while he doesn’t really care for your own need to cum having your pussy slick and dripping made it easier for him.

Suddenly you were empty and Sukuna was flipping you around roughly to your stomach, grabbing your hips, and pulling your ass high in the air. “This is for acting up earlier.” He said as his hand came down slapping your ass cheek. The sting caused you to yelp and tears welled in your eyes as he landed another sharp smack watching the flesh jiggle.

“Count for me, my little plaything.”

Smack.

“One.”

Smack.

“Two.”

Smack.

“Th-three.”

When he finished the last slap he chuckled, spreading your ass and forming a tongue on his hands, running it over your clit and massaging it to hear you moan. He pulled away again, hearing you now sigh in disappointment, which made him happy with sick delight.

“Do you like being spanked?” He asked with a chuckle but you didn’t answer fast enough, one hand came down again, grabbing the back of your neck and pressing your head into the mattress, making you squeal.

“Squealing like a little fucking pig, but remember I’m going to breed you like a cow.” His harsh voice in your ear made you quiver. Moving away from you to soothe away the stinging on your ass, he pressed his lips against the red marks, kissing away the pain but something deep inside you told you that he was only warming up and was going to destroy you.

And just like that, he sunk his teeth in, drawing blood again.

“I wonder how your cum and blood would taste mixed together.” He wondered out loud with a laugh that both made your stomach curl and cunt clench.

His tongue darted between your lips, sloppily eating you out and making loud slurping noises with crude laughter as he passed your clit, teasing you with the threat of more pain keeping you on the edge of your orgasm, he was having fun with this, and enjoyed it thoroughly.

Your hands gripped the pillow, scared to move because you don’t think you were ready to be spanked like that again, so you kept still as his mouth brought you to orgasm, your walls fluttering as you gushed in his mouth, the mixture of your blood and cum coated Sukuna’s tongue.

He flipped you to your back again using his four arms. “Open your mouth.” You parted your lips slowly, he moved from his position and hovered above you. With mixed horror and desire, you watched as he dropped the blood-tinged cum in your mouth before slapping your cheek, not hard enough to sting, it was more of a condescending action.

“Swallow, I know how much you like that.” Sukuna told you with a smirk.

He watched you swallow, as he patted your head, “You’re such a good bitch, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I like how obedient you are, like a well-trained dog. Those get bred too, so either way, you look at it, I’m going to double-breed you.” His voice was now sinister, even though he praised you at the beginning it only ended in degradation.

Leaning down, he kissed you again, not giving you a chance to answer his brutal words, his tongue dipping in your mouth while his hands groped and squeezed your breasts unable to help himself, your tits and pussy have to be his favorite part of you, your mouth produces too much noise for his liking.

“I swear if Yuuji doesn’t let me come out to fuck you once in a while, I might just kill him.” He said pulling away, watching the saliva bridge between your lips with a smirk gracing his.

“What?” You asked panicked with wide eyes as you struggled under him, his entire massive weight was pinning you to the mattress. Sukuna threw his head back and laughed.

“Don’t worry. I won’t kill your boyfriend anytime soon, I still need him around. Plus, you’re a pleasant bonus.”

You sighed but still feared for Yuuji. Suddenly you felt awful that you asked him to even bring Sukuna out in the first place.

“Aw, are you going to cry and pout now?” He asked mocking you.

“No...”

“Good, I only like to see you cry when you’re sucking my dick or you’re so overstimulated you can’t even talk. Speaking of which...”

He dug his nails into your shoulder and moved you from your position so he could take it himself, lying down on his back. He yanked his pants down, exposing two long, thick cocks which throbbed and leaked with pre-cum pearling at the tip, they were bigger than you’ve ever seen. Before he instructed you, you kneeled between his legs titling your head to take one cock, grasping the base of the top dick that felt warm, hot and heavy in your palm as you stared down at angry tip.

“I don’t have all day.” He bit the words out.

Opening your mouth, you swallowed him while hollowing your cheeks. Already fed up with your pace, Sukuna grabbed both sides of your head and bobbed your mouth up and down his cock at his own leisure. It was fast and brutal; you’re pretty sure your throat was going to be bruised tomorrow. You wrapped your hand around his other cock, jerking it off in order to keep him appeased.

He hissed your name, feeling your throat close around him. Looking down, he saw you crying, which only egged him on more so he thrust his hips upward, meeting your mouth. He moaned heavily before releasing thick ribbons of cum in your mouth.

“Keep my cum in your mouth. I’m going to fuck you until I cum again, then you can swallow it., Do you understand me?” He pulled your head up. The sight of your cheeks bloated with his cum dribbling from the corners of your mouth, and your eyes wet from the tears had his cocks hard again.

He laid you down again with both legs thrown over his shoulder, keeping them spread as wide as he could get them pressed to your chest putting your cunt on display for his sick and twisted pleasure, he pressed against your pussy and the tight hole below with slow strokes up and down, rubbing the heads against both of them and watching them flutter. He leaned into land a glob of spit, watching it roll down as he slowly inched in, stuffing you deep and full.

A low moan escaped his mouth, but you struggled, trying not to swallow his load which began to gurgle when he picked up the pace, fucking you the hardest you’ve ever been fucked. His hands stayed on your breasts throughout it all, pulling you into each thrust.

He placed his mouths on his palms and wherever he could sprout them all over your neck and shoulders and chest, leaving deep bruises so everyone could see that he left his mark. You tried to moan around the cum in your mouth but you couldn’t, so you only hoped he would cum soon.

The sound and smell of heavy sex permeated the room while the bed creaked below you both.

“Fuck!” Sukuna growled deeply, feeling you cream on his cock, the thin flesh between his dicks rubbed against each other, making his balls tighten. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head when he stopped and pulled you closer to him pumping you so full of hot cum that he watched it drip out for a few seconds before he scooped it up.

He spread it all over the soft lips of your cunt and thighs before sliding his fingers covered in the sticky substance back inside you with a grin, covering and making sure you were stuffed and covered with his seed. Once he came, you swallowed and gasped for air, chest heavily erratically as you caught your breath.

As soon as Sukuna came, Yuuji regained control shaking his head and blinking a few times as he looked down at you, covered in cum, sweat, blood, tears, and bite marks with shaky legs.

“Are you okay?” He asked sweetly cupping your cheek and looking over your bruised body.

“Y-yes, I’m going to get in the s-shower.” You whispered unable to look at him in the eyes, there was guilt that nipped at your heels knowing you wanted to do this again.

Yuuji helped you stand on jelly legs and walked you to the shower where he joined you and made sure to take his time to clean you up the best he could cursing himself for letting Sukuna have control over him, and it made him wonder a bit if you liked his other side more than him.

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zialltops · 5 months

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honeysuckle’s & huckleberry’s

After four years away at collage, you’re finally home with the tools and knowledge to save your family ranch. That is, if their ranch hand would stay out of your way.

Or: Ranch hand Joel doesn’t know how to handle the return of his bosses prodigy daughter, her snarky little attitude, or her sinfully tight jeans.

a/n: howdy ya’ll! This chapter took me a HOT minute to finish because i’ve been severely sick (if you’ve been on this ride with me since esos you know i struggle with my health) but it’s finally here! I cant thank everyone enough for reading and as much as I wish i could hear from you guys more often, i’m just going to keep writing along and hope someone likes it! The smallest interactions bring me so much joy.

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Chapter 5: On My Way To You

He’s never been more humiliated in his entire fucking life. Never—not ever, has he ever felt this embarrassed about someone seeing him naked. He’s been shot down mid alleyway make-out when she’d pressed too close and felt it. He’s been left in a hotel room when he had a woman naked under him and he finally pulled his pants down. Hell—he’s been told it hurts, asked to stop—asked to leave. But never has it made his heart pound and his cheeks stain red, never made him wheeze from anxiety and dread.

He didn’t mean for it to happen—he’s been doing his best to avoid you, give you the space you want, but you’ve been nicer lately and it makes him want to get closer, test those waters and get to know you, but the second he lets himself start to give in, his body goes full force and he has to get away. Today was a hard day for him because he’d been up late the night before trying to rewire a break in the fence that let out three heifers and the little calf you’d saved on Christmas.

He’d crashed hard last night and woke up too late to work himself over before starting his day—it usually helps him keep his cool, but today he spent two hours hours in the saddle of one of Hank’s horses, moving the heifers getting ready to calf to a smaller pasture, the older steer that were about to be sold off from last years calves to a quarantine pen. It was mindless and easy and Joel spent the whole time thinking about you and your pretty eyes and the way you still wear that necklace every day, like you haven’t even thought to take it off.

By the time he stops by the house for something to drink, he’s already spent half his morning picturing you in every position possible—real like he’s never had it before. He’s smack dab in the middle of one of his favorite fantasies, one where you’re going down on him, fully aware of what’s under his belt buckle and wranglers. You’d be so sweet to him, make him feel desirable without feeling like a chore. You’d kiss the length of him over his denim, drag his pants down his thighs and you wouldn’t gasp in shock. You’d want him—your mouth would water for him and you’d give him those pouty lips and bright eyes when you finally run your tongue from base to tip—it would be perfect—

“Morning Joel.”

He’s so caught up in his vision of you in his head he’s completely unprepared for this version, with berries smeared on the corner of your mouth, like the jam is just too sweet for you to leave untasted—you’re swimming in a sweater too big for you and christ he hates when you wear legging, hugging every curve of your body, filling in the shape of your body like a shadow. He does his best to form a sentence, keep himself from staring at the necklace chain he can see poking out of your collar. you’re wearing it, you’re wearing it, you’re wearing it.

When you lick the spoon clean, his stomach hits the floor and his head spin’s suddenly from loss of blood as everything warm and tingly in his body travels south. He knows he has to get out of there, doesn’t have time to stand here for another second if he wants to keep what's going on in his pants to himself.

He’ll kick himself later for not giving you an excuse to run off, but he doesn’t have a choice in the matter right now. He practically runs for the barn, the small bathroom inside is a well learned friend, where he can rub one out fast and get it out of his hungry system. His body is famished, starved for your skin and he isn’t sure how much more of this he can take.

He gets his pants down as fast as he can, spits in his hand and starts quick. God, the way you’d looked at him when he walked in there, like you were happy to see him for once, glad to share his company—if only he wasn’t such a complete piece of shit who can't take a kind gesture for just that.

He sees your smile and he wants to dig his hands into the meat of your ass and hoist you up. Wants to hold you down and take you apart with his mouth. Your eyes meet his and he wants to watch them roll back when you take all of him, like no one ever has, ever will but he can let himself imagine it in this tiny bathroom that smells like livestock and dirt. He can imagine the way you’d want it, want him. The way you’d tell him how good he felt, how good he made you feel despite what he’s always been told about himself.

Just a few more—a couple more tugs and he’s almost there, so fucking close to the thought of your body and his, and…and…

The next thing he knows your eyes are on him, then tick down to his hand wrapped around himself like the pathetic man he knows he is. He’ll never forget the way you looked at him, the way you told him how traumatized you were to see him like that, he’s sure it would have hurt less if you’d stabbed him in the heart with a dull knife.

He fucking runs back to the cabin and get’s himself under a cold shower, trying to keep his hair from getting wet so you don’t know while his body takes a shock to its system, flushing out the desire and replacing it for his shame. When he’s red and shaking from the cold, he re-dresses and heads back towards the house. The longer he hides, the more likely you are to piece together the odd string of occurrences surrounding his disappearances. The longer he waits, the more guilty he looks, so he forces himself up the stairs, trying his best to catch his breath outside of the door until he finally has the gull to knock. He knows you’re in there, he can faintly hear something, soft little sounds that he can't quite make out, so he calls your name when the small rasps don’t catch your attention.

He nearly leaves when the door finally comes open, and…fuck if you aren’t a sight for his painfully sore eyes. You’re red all over, stunning, breathing hard with wide eyes like you’ve been caught at something. Maybe you have, he can imagine, maybe you were touching yourself—thinking about him. It's a futile dream, but he lets himself have it anyways.

No matter how much he runs, how much he tries his hardest to stay away, everything you do ropes him in and hog ties him up, unable and unwilling to be moved until you’ve decided what to do with him now that everything he is, is yours.

It’s shame that keeps him from embarrassing himself again once he drives into town, because the way you press against him in the truck makes his skin boil. He doesn’t deserve to have you beside him after what you’d been forced to witness, but that doesn’t stop him. He wants to slip his hand along your thigh, wishes Tommy wasn’t sitting beside you and he could stuff his hand down the front of your leggings and show you a thing or two—he knows he’s good with his hands—his mouth, he has to be if he wants to get a woman off. He wants to show you exactly what he could do for you, to you, but he keeps his mouth closed and taps his fingers against the steering wheel the whole way. It’s infuriating, how much you get along with Tommy now, who’s been nothing but crude to you, making passes at you left and right and god help him, you let him. He wants you to talk to him like that too, he wants to make you laugh, make you giggle and blush prettily.

But he just loads the truck. Watches when you and Tommy snicker over a bottle of whiskey he knows he can't touch because last time he made a fool of himself. He tries not to intrude on your space, tries not to bother you and Tommy around the fire later after he’s done unloading the truck alone. Not even Tommy helps him around here anymore, too far up your ass that he’s damn near useless.

He watches from the window like a fucking creep, trying not to work himself up over the way you smile at his brother, the way you throw your head back laughing at something stupid he probably said. He wants that to be him, sitting beside you with whiskey making him bold, faking it for him since he doesn’t have the ability to just talk to you. He’s sure he’d tell you everything, how beautiful he thinks you are, how much smarter than him you are. He’d probably tell you how many times he’s thought about you with his hands wrapped around himself, in the dark of his room with your name on his lips.

He doesn’t do any of that, instead he watches you from the window and lets his heart ache and pound until he sees the way Tommy lingers closer, touches your leg absently and you let him. He has to put a stop to this, so he tracks out into the cold and tries to put his foot down. Maybe Tommy will go to bed, you’ll let him walk you home and it will be so cold that you’ll ask him to stay again. But before he has a second to beg you otherwise, you’re kissing his brother.

You’re kissing his brother instead of him and he can't watch for another second, so he hightails it inside and slams his bedroom door behind himself. He can usually hear right through Tommy’s wall, but he holds his hands over his ears and tries his hardest to keep the sound of his ragged breaths from making it through the walls. At some point, he falls asleep, wishing you were laying right beside him, sprawled out, satisfied and spent with the shape of his teeth on your shoulder.

When he wakes in the morning, it’s not even close to sun up yet. He has a long day ahead of him, has to ride up to the north pasture, acres upon acres of beautiful pine covered land, but Joel has to ensure that the streams aren’t frozen over if he wants to move the heifers and their calves there soon. He gets dressed with a ache in his bones that he knows didn’t come from his age, his stomach is in knots because he knows what's been done, he knows he can’t change it—that he might not ever stand a chance with you now that you’ve been with him. Women always preferred Tommy over him, all the same cowboy charm with a bit more confidence.

He slips on his boots and places his hat on his head before lingering in the hallway for a long moment. He stares at Tommys door and imagines you sleeping on the other side of it. Did you like it? Do you like him?

He turns and starts down the hallways when the door comes open with a slow creak. He turns back around in the dark light of the hallway and, there you are wearing one of Tommy’s shirts and nothing else, your hair is mused and you have this look on your face, one that reeds shame and worry and for what Joel just can't quite put his finger on. You don’t say anything for a long time, just Joel and you and the fading darkness outside, your eyes tracking over him with a shiny hue to them.

“Where are you going?” Where is he going is the first thing you have to say to him? Like he climbed out of your bed and snuck off. “I uhm…I have a long ride up to the north field, thought I would get a early start on it.” He clears his throat and glances down at his boots, then back up at you. “Though I should give ya’ll some space, no one wants their brother listenin’ in.”

He starts to turn away again because he can’t look at you for another second when he knows you have his saliva on your skin and the shapes of his hands on your body.

“Can I come with you?” Go with him? You want to go with him when there’s a warm body waiting for you in a warm bed, where you can hide from the cold world, the impending darkness and a man like him. “You want to go? Why?” You close the bedroom door behind you like you don't want to wake Tommy and it makes Joel’s heart pound out of his chest for reasons it shouldn’t. “I don't know, it’s cold out there, you’re uhm…you’re naked.”

He tries, really tries to keep his eyes off your bare thighs, the shirt hanging off your frame and your sock-less feet on the hardwood. “I’m not naked, I have underwear on,” you lift one side of the shirt like you have to prove it to him and his eyes track to the black lace hugging your hips. Saliva builds in his mouth and he clears his throat, needing to turn away from you again. “If you want to come you should probably put some clothes on, I’ll meet you in the stable.” He starts to gather up his things, a light and his phone, trying to make himself busy so he can get away. “Well, will you wait for me—I don’t want to walk alone.” And Joel doesn’t want to do this right now, walk with you for a half mile back to the stables, sit beside you, wondering if it aches sitting in the saddle because his brother fucked you.

But he waits anyway, fiddles with the brim of his hat while he sits on the couch in silence as he waits for you to get dressed. You come out in your clothes from the night before, bundled up in a big jacket with your hair tied back. He tells himself not to think about it and heads towards the door. The walk to the stables is nearly silent, but the pounding in his ears drowns out the awkwardness in the interaction. How can he stop thinking about it? How you slept with him but dragged yourself out of bed to follow Joel into the cold? How you would trade a warm body for Joel’s cold shoulder?

“Need help with your saddle?” His voice feels raw from not using it, his hands aching from the cold while he cinches up the girth strap. This time next year, hell be saddling up Cersi to take this trip, he cant wait, but for now he’ll ride Hanks sturdy horse through the mud and snow. “I’ve got it, thank you.” There's no snap in your tone like he expects there to be and you work with him in unison, getting your mounts ready while the sun starts to climb into the atmosphere. By the time he gets out of the barn, you’re smiling at him. Smiling from your spot in the saddle with the reigns in your hands like you’re made for that.

“You ready to get a move on, cowboy?” His chest tightens at the way you gaze at him, wondering if you’d given Tommy that same look the night before. He wants to pretend it was all for him, pretend that you’re looking at him like that because you see something you haven’t before.

“You ready, cowgirl? When's the last time you were in a saddle?” He tries his damndest to keep his tone light as he hooks a foot in the stirrup and hoists himself up. “Been a couple years, but I don’t think I’ll ever forget how to ride.”

Did you practice last night? He shakes his head and wills away the image. He doesn’t think he'll be able to stop thinking about it for the rest of the ride, he can’t get the image of your mouth on his out of his head no matter how much he tries. It’s always fucking Tommy. He’s always been the favored brother, no matter how much of a fuck up he is. He’s always been the one to get the girl, the popular one in school, hell even his wife—

“You okay in there cowboy?”

Your voice comes like a shock to his system, snapping him out of another unpleasant memory. “Huh?” He looks around until he lays eyes on you, riding beside him with your hands resting on the horn of the saddle. “I was asking if you’re okay…you’ve been really quiet for the past half hour.” Half an hour? It's been a half hour since he started this ride? “Yeah, no, sorry. I have a lot on my mind, is all.” You pick up the pace beside him a little, till your horses are walking alongside each-other on the path. “Anything you want to talk about?”

He sits on the words for a second. He doesn’t want to talk about it, not particularly—but its you and your asking him and fuck, he wants you to get to know him. Maybe if you knew who he was, maybe if he had a chance to explain why he’s like this you might change your mind.

“I was thinkin’ ‘bout my ex-wife.” He keeps his eyes ahead of him, because he doesn’t want to see the look on your face when you hear that, that he had a whole other life away from this place. “My mom told me you had an ex-wife. She didn’t tell me what happened.”

You knew? He’d told Hank and Louise a lot about his life, he had to if he wanted them to trust him. He wasn’t a bad man, just a burdened one. “We uh…we had a rocky marriage. Got together young, right out of high school. I was learning to work a cattle ranch and I thought I would be able to give her a good life but—she wanted more, I suppose. Started steppin’ out on me. She got pregnant by another man, but I still didn’t leave. Helped raise that little girl like she was my own.”

He thinks about Sarah and her curly hair that definitely didn’t come from him or her mom, her sweet smile, her first day of school—all the things he missed.

“What made you finally leave?” Your voice is so quiet beside him. He looks over at you under the brim of his hat and sighs. “She slept with Tommy. Came home from picking up Sarah from school and I…caught ‘em together in bed. Tommy said he did it because he wanted to prove to me that she wasn’t any good for me but, I don’t know, I’ve never been very good and stayin’ angry at him.”

Your eyes look far away in that moment, like you’re clouded in some kind of guilt, maybe because you’d slept with Tommy, too. “I’m sorry that happened to you, Joel.” He clicks his tongue and shakes his head absently. “Ain’t no thing. I’m used to it by now, he’s always had a way with ‘em that I never had.”

He has, Joel can't even recall every encounter he’s had with a woman that ended with them leaving with his brother. Hell, it had been five years since the last time he’d (kind of) had sex, no thanks to his cockblocker of a brother. The first time in years since he’s felt more than just attraction to a woman and Tommy takes that from him too.

“We should get a move on, we don’t have all day and I have a lot to do when I get back.”

He digs his heal in and the horse picks up speed and to his surprise, you keep gate with him along the trail.

When he gets to the gate of the north pasture, his ass hurts from being in the saddle and his face feels wind chapped, but you don’t complain about a lick of it, like you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world right now. “Joel?” He’s closing the gate behind you when you call his name. It makes him look up from the latch. “Yeah?” He gets it in place and mounts his horse again, adjusting his hat on his head. “I’m really sorry, about how I treated you when I first came home.”

Fuck do you have to do this right now? Out here, where he has nowhere to run off to? “You're not the one who needs to be sorry. I never should have done half the things I did to you. I didn’t even know you and I assumed the worst of you. Should’ve never done any of that to you.” He never should have left you in the cold, never should have treated you any differently than anyone else because he thought you came from somewhere that didn’t like folks like him when he really likes girls like you. So smart and put together, so capable and confident.

“We got off on a bad foot, I suppose…do you think maybe we could…start over?”

You want to start over? With him? give him a second shot to not fuck this up again? Or maybe you don’t mean it like that, like he desperately wants it to mean, even if you fucked his brother last night, he doesn’t care, he’d take his sloppy seconds any day because it’s you.

“I’d really like that.” There's a sweet kind of shimmer in your eyes when you smile at him, rosey cheeks and a crinkle by your kind eyes. His sight ticks down to your chest, where he can see the necklace he’d given you sticking out of the top. You’re still wearing it, had you worn it last night? When he laid you down on his cold sheets while Joel wished desperately it was his?

Despite the pang in his chest, the rest of the ride is easy and light, you talk about nothing and absolutely everything, your favorite color, your favorite time of the year, Joel tells you how much he loves the spring and you excitedly agree, going on and on about watching the world come back to life.

You tell him about college, how out of place you felt surrounded by people who were so different from you. How nervous you were for the first year, but you’d made a best friend out of your room mate Mel, and you finally got the hang of it in your second year.

He tells you about drifting from place to place because Tommy usually stirs up some trouble and runs them out of town. He tells you about all the times he’s had to save his ass to your parents and how much he’s tried to hang on to the one good place he’s had in so long. He could talk to you for hours, all day if you’d let him, and you do. You hold his conversations like you’re a pair of old friends, catching up after years spent apart.

He’s so lost in you that he doesn’t even realize you’re back home until the house comes into view. He’s spent so much time immersing himself in talking to you that he’s completely lost track of where he is, letting the miles blow past him. It’s mid day and he still has a lot to do and he can tell you’re starting to get sore in the saddle. “I’ll get them cooled down, you should probably get some rest. You couldn’t of gotten much sleep last night.” He swings his leg over and climbs off the horse before taking yours by the halter so you can do the same. “Thank you for today…it’s been a while since I’ve had a good reason to ride.” You give him one of those smiles again and it takes everything in him not to lean in and kiss you because of it. He’s wanted to kiss you all damn day, slide his fingers into the hair at the base of your skull and hold on tight, slot his lips over yours and breathe you in deep until he can’t let you go again.

He doesn’t and you head off towards the house while he looks on. He watches till you make it inside and then some before getting back to his chores.

Work consumes the entirety of his day, until the sun sets and it starts to get dark and chilly when he’s finally got the animals fed and the equipment locked up. He knows Tommy is back at the cabin because he dropped off a plate of dinner to Joel in the stable on his way home. He’s about to start the walk back to the cabin himself when he hears the creak of the screen door on the house just across the yard. He closes the barn door behind himself and follows the sounds. You’re standing on the porch in a pair of sleep shorts and slippers, a tee-shirt that's too big and a nervous look on your face. You don't say anything, but Joel’s feet carry him to the steps, then up them one at a time, carefully and painfully slow, like he might spook you away if he moves too quickly. The wind is absolutely howling right now, whipping your hair around and cinching your shirt tight against your frame.

He hits the landing and takes a few more steps forward, until he’s a foot away from your shaking form, your big pretty eyes that are searching every corner of his. He should say something, he should say how much he enjoyed today, how much he wants to do it again and again and again.

“I didn’t have sex with him.”

It’s not what he expected you to say standing out here in this unforgiving cold, but its the best damn thing he’s heard you say all day. It feels like an endless weight coming off his shoulders and he lets out a loud gush of air he didn’t know he was holding. “What?” You puff your chest out a little, like you’re trying to get a point across to him. “I didn't have sex with Tommy last night.” You say it so matter of factly.

“Why didn’t you?” He reaches up and pushes his hat up a little, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. His heart is pounding, his limbs shaking at the admission. “You know why.”

All at once, his pounding heart comes to a staggering stop, standing there on the porch looking down at you while he tries to keep himself upright. He doesn’t know why but the way you're looking at him now tells him there's something else here besides anger and hatred and shared distaste. You didn’t sleep with Tommy, because on the other side of that wall you were wanting him just as desperately as he wanted you.

“It’s cold out here…do you want to sleep on the couch tonight?”

Joel’s bottom lip quivers so much he has to suck it into his mouth to make it stop, bite down on it to put it at ease. “Yeah, I…I’d like that.”

A warm little hand finds his, tentative fingers intertwined with his while you lead him inside of the house. You don’t take him upstairs, Joel doesn’t expect you to. You lead him to the couch and he sits down, kicking off his boots when you reach up for his hat. You set it on the arm rest beside him and grab a blanket off the back of the couch when he lays himself back on the pillow.

His body aches, his eyes feel heavy, but he doesn’t dare close them when he’s got an angel standing right before his eyes. “Goodnight, Cowboy.” You hum sweetly, lean down and press your lips against the apple of his cheek, more delicate than he’s ever been touched before in his entire fucking life.

When you pull away, those same cheeks are painted pink and he does his best not to grin too stupidly. “Goodnight, Cowgirl.”

You take the stairs up to your room but Joel rides the elevator to heaven from his spot on the living room couch.

#joel miller #joel miller fanfiction #pedro pascal #joel miller x reader #the last of us #joel the last of us #archive of our own #joel tlou #cowboy joel miller #rancher joel miller #slow burn joel miller

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is-the-owl-video-cute · 2 years

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So coming from someone who has cattle as well, when are we going to stop making excuses for how many animals scout loses. I mean this genuinely. It is not 'bait', but you seem to pick and choose pretty hard who you're okay with losing a ridiculous number of animals and who you aren't, and it's really starting to show. I just chalked it up to bad luck for them for a long time but I can't overlook it anymore.

Losing a handful of calves a year when scout literally buys sickly/cull calves in an effort to bring them back to good health is not a red flag. I have worked livestock and I currently do wildlife rehabilitation. Sometimes an animal is too sick or injured to have a chance. I respect that scout tries to give some of these animals a chance, and unsurprisingly, the VAST majority of their cattle are in excellent health, both permanent herd members and the ones they raise to sell as older cattle.

I make judgement not based on death toll, but in circumstances of death. A wildlife rehab will see more animal deaths in a year than a zoo. If the animals are dying because of neglect, yes I am going to condemn that person. If they are dying because they were sickly and/or had congenital issues, that isn’t necessarily something their caretaker can prevent.

You say you have cattle, okay, where do you get them? Are you buying calves? Adults? Healthy heifers? Culls? Sale barn cattle? Show cattle? Do you breed them? Do you live in a colder region? What breeds?

Saying you have cattle and haven’t lost any is such a broad statement it does not necessitate an equivalency. You’re making a claim that someone who literally snuck calves into their apartment in order to keep them in a warm room under constant monitoring is neglectful of their herd, which is a very bold claim because, once again, their herd is in good health.

No one ever wants to talk about how many healthy cattle they have raised to adulthood and continue to thrive, but any time a freak accident happens people come crawling out of the woodwork to either mock them or attempt to convince others that they’re secretly terrible and abusing their cattle.

It is genuinely insensitive because what do you expect them to do when a calf just suddenly falls sick with no prior symptoms? Are they intended to have a magic calf-curing button? They do everything they feasibly can in emergency care, but people can’t go to a 24 hour emergency vet clinic with a calf for help like you can for a dog. They give supportive care and meds themselves, as most ranchers must do, and the methods they describe are the same ones I would employ to attempt to stabilize an animal in critical condition.

It comes down to a matter of the sad reality that sometimes animals just die. It isn’t fair, it’s hard, it sucks every time, but some are just not compatible with life for one reason or another. Stop trying to witch hunt scout every time they suffer a hard loss. It’s just unnecessarily cruel.

If you don’t have a better course of action that could’ve prevented it, then I certainly do not want to see you accusing them of not doing enough.

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threadbaresweater · 1 month

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Unfortunately for you Lin, my dad was a truck driver for most of my life and I’m here to fuel your brainrot. Please don’t kill me

So what kind of truck driver would you think Arthur is? I’m gonna go out on a limb and say livestock. Cattle and hogs, that kinda thing

He’s surly and a little dirty, always smells like animals to the point where you want to banish him to washing his coveralls at the laundromat. He definitely fudges his logbook and may or may not be committing tax fraud on those 1099s.

He’s got pictures of you (and any wild and feral children you might have) littered throughout the truck. Taped to the dash, hidden in the visors, on the fridge, stapled to upholstery that surrounds the bunk where he sleeps less than he should. Maybe a homemade ✨magazine✨ made specially by you under the pillow.

If you’re not in the truck with him, you’re on the phone with him for hours on end. Just talking about whatever. What he’s seeing down the interstate, what you made for dinner last night.

If you do come along, you try to make a point of getting in on the heifer hauls. Why? Because pregnant cows are cute as hell. And calves are even cuter. While Arthur is running around getting the tracks and gates lined up to the trailer, you’re just hanging out by the little calf pen, petting their snouts and heads while they try to eat your hands.

Nights are spent together on the bunk that’s really only made to fit one person and watching shitty B grade horror movies on a 15” tv screen. Stale microwave popcorn and smooches and giggles abound

Anyway sorry and you know what? You can actually kill me lmao. I might deserve it. Calf thing is a true story of mine lolol I love cows. This ended up being a lot lmao

is it weird that I'm tearing up over this? you've added fuel to an already blazing inferno, and I'm SO unwell over this idea. I can picture the cab of that truck so clearly I can almost smell it- cigarettes and cow shit and straw and stale popcorn. everything is covered in a thick layer of dust and grime. there's gravel stuck in the floorboards and the controls and the wheel are so dirty it's hard to remember what color they originally were. his seat is torn and some of the stuffing is visible, and there are cigarette holes and straw wrappers and empty 5 hour energy bottles in every nook and cranny. there's a topless hula dancer on the dash and receipts stashed near the windshield.

he always brings something back for me and the kids, some little keepsake from a roadside souvenir shop. we have all kinds of jewelry and tchotchki littered throughout the house from every state. and on his most lonely nights when the need for each other is mighty strong, he'll video call from the bunk, but not before making sure all the windows are covered and he's tucked away from any prying eyes at the truck stop.

when he does come home I make him go straight to the shower and I'll put his clothes on a heavy duty washer cycle while the kids are running feral through the backyard. we sit down to a family dinner and end the night with a little bonfire and smores in the backyard, and after the kids pass out he shows me just how much he missed me.

he sleeps like a rock- well past noon the next day. and then it's on the road again the next day before the sun comes up.

#my uncle was a truck driver for most of my childhood and he always brought stuff back for us #he loved his trips out west and would show us the coolest pictures and find the neatest stuff #leigh I'm in love with you did you know?#arthur morgan #truck driver au

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tottymatsuno · 9 months

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Posting this here because i think the only one more breedable than totty is jyushimatsu.

If you asked me, i would rank them as:

1. Jyushimatsu (he can get you, and himself pregnant at the same time. Could breed anyone)

2. Todomatsu (actually has a breeding kink, likes kids, has a pregnancy fetish, high libido, and is so nasty but eventually he stops bc he literally has to drive a 10 seater van full of toddlers and he wants to kill himself, full of regret)

3. Osomatsu (he could have more but chooses not to)

4. Choromatsu (matsuyo would make her have 3, cuts it off after that trans style, first trans woman to have an abortion)

5. Karamatsu (he just wants one)

6. Ichimatsu (first cis to have a boybortion @itchypinefield )

Idc what polls say what. Being breedable means a child must be the end result. I understand the kink itself often ignores the consequence but you dont say a cow is breedable bc it had sex if it doesnt result in a calf, you call that heifer infertile.

#open_mouth.exe

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wordsbymae · 1 year

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Oh what about Farmer with a horse girl? Does he have horses. My dream is to basically be a hometeader so I keep wondering what his farm has.

Oh yeah, he has horses!! Ok, so this is how I view his farm. He has the homestead of cause, which is this pale yellow colour (for some reason? it's not even a colour I like, but it's what I imagined it as when I wrote the first one). It's two stories with a wrap-around porch and has big white shutters with those pretty shaped cut-outs.

Then the infamous barn is the stereotypical red and white barn. But it's seen better days. The red is more of a dull/brownish red and the white has chipped away and now it's more wood than paint.

I see him having a few fields of wheat/barley. This is more of a way to feed his animals rather than a profit. But if he has enough left over he will sell.

His main profit is his bulls. I don't see him being able to sell cattle for meat or anything too intensive. It's mostly just him and he only gets seasonal workers to help with the harvest or just when he needs them. So instead he runs a bull stud. Breeding the best bulls in the state. It's a small operation but he charges a hefty price for quality so it works. He has about 2 bulls he keeps for 4-5 years before replacing them, and about 30-50 cows/heifers depending on the season.

Then he has his pigs, thats how his father made his money breeding boars, but pigs are noisy as all hell, so the farmer has it more as a side project rather than the main source of income. He has a pair he keeps and he then sells the litter.

Then he has his chickens, a good 20 of them. One big red rooster and all the rest hens. He sells the eggs he doesn't want either as produce or as incubator eggs. He has this huge chicken coop he built himself.

Then he has one or two dairy cows. He breeds them with his bulls and shares the milk with the calf. Or sells the calf depending on if it's a bull calf. Doesn't sell the milk, but uses it for himself (after pasteurisation of course). He'll most likely sell the heifer calf later on.

Then there are the horses. He doesn't have many. Maybe one or two and they're used as transport mainly through his fields or to round up the cattle. They aren't anything special either just quarter horses, but they get the job done. I can see the horse girl reader just falling in love with them and getting mad when they find out he calls them Horse, and Also Horse. Reader will braid their hair and beg farmer to let them go for rides. He agrees as long as he's with them.

Then he's got a cat that just roams around. He doesn't even own it really. It just showed up and never left.

Then there are his working dogs. If I hadn't implied he was from the Us south/Texas, I would have given him kelpies. They are the best working dogs! At least in my biased australian opinion. I was thinking of giving him cattle dogs (blue/red heelers), cause they are recognised in the States but cause his cattle are breeding stock he won't want the dogs to be overly aggressive and bite their heels (they can be trained out of them but easier to get another breed).

Ok, I did some googling and cause I have three kelpies myself, I'm giving him some. I don't care if the us doesn't recognise the breed (rude) but it's not unheard of for them to be used in the States. So yay! Anyway, he only has two cause he has such a small herd. They aren't inside dogs cause they are primarily working dogs so they get this nice kennel outside. And cause I love country music and by extension, he does too, they are called Pancho and Lefty.

He also has a veggie garden and grows most of his own food. If you are a vego/vegan DO NOT go into the small shed out the back. That chicken he took in there does not come back out alive.

Anyway! Hope you liked it. I got a bit over the top

tag list: @floraroselaughter @psyche-entwined-in-love

#star :)#farmer oc #farmer yandere

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vegance · 2 years

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Yeah cows do care, if you delay separation, but the thing is, they really dont tend to bond anywhere near as fast as even beef cows do. This leads to dairy cows being inattentive to a dangerous degree the first 24-48 hours. And calves aren’t removed to steal the mothers milk. They still get milk from either her or one of the other dairy cows. They’re removed so that the mom doesn’t sit on them, stop them from nursing, or just because it’s kinda a lot of disease risk where the adult cattle are kept (specifically disease risk for babies). Cow-calf operations do exist that leave the calves with their mom. There’s downsides and benefits to both options. It only makes the cow sad if you dont separate asap.

And ive seen ai done, both on tv and in person. She doesn’t even need to be restrained. It’s usually done only to prevent her from hurting herself or others during the process. Its not bestiality, it’s a safer way of letting a cow who is at the time desperate to get pregnant actually get pregnant. Bulls are assholes. They’ll try to breed heifers too young to handle their weight, they’ll rough up even seasoned cows. And they’re a risk to keep around for the farmers too. Its a medical procedure much like in vitro fertilization is. And if the cow truly didn’t want to stand there and get bred, she could easily kick everyones ass because large herbivores, are dangerous!

the link i provided says it distresses them regardless of time. just because it's worse later does not mean it's not bad when done early, too.

and if dairy cows are such bad mothers, why not stop constantly breeding them? and dairy cows do show at the very least some maternal instincts

and its always so convenient how the thing that is most economical just happens to be whats definitely 100% best for the animals. awesome how that works out. is killing the calves also for their benefit?

like....my entire point, the entire point of veganism is that we don't need to do any of this. yes, if we are constantly impregnating cows it might be better to do so artificially. might. but....what if we just don't do it at all? like that's just the whole argument

#ask #honestly not going to respond to every single thing for the 15th time #were clearly talking past one another #any of my followers who want to chime in with their dairy specific knowledge #feel free to do so #dix

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cattle-and-chaos · 3 years

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Baby Tirzah

#black angus #cattle #2021 #bottle calf #she was a nightmare and a half #weirdest bottle calf I've ever had #most difficult in every way #but I love her to death #and that's what I get for wanting a heifer calf #tirzah

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mhathotfic · 3 years

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Imagine hybrid bull!bakugou scheduled to breed the farms newest heifer cow!reader. She’s so stubborn and pushy but he easily puts her in her place over a breeding rack. She’s so squishy and pliant once he’s settled into her, he’s a big mean bull and he’s not gonna let an inexperienced cow bother him… my brain is only full of bull bakugou, it’s a hybrid that don’t get enough love ;w;

Listen I’m obsessed with cute moo-moos and have been wanting an excuse to talk about it for a while now so thank you

Warnings: breeding kink, size difference, attempted brat reader, female reader as requested, written with plus sized readers in mind, hybrid au, little bit of dub-con

Pairing: bull! Katsuki Bakugou x heifer! Reader

She didn’t want to want this. Didn’t care for the fact that the human caretakers insisted on her being bred. She wasn’t a fool she understood her heat would’ve made her a target regardless, but she didn’t want her first calf to be conceived just because it was decided that this was best.

She especially didn’t want to want the cocky bull sniffing at her.

Bakugou was somewhat intimidating to her small and plump stature. Long horns that juts out from either side of his head and curved upwards into sharp points. Muscular build from days of hard work in the fields, wild blonde hair and piercing red eyes.

He made her nervous. Made her body scream out for his child. Pissed her independent mind off to no end just by looking at her like that.

“I don’t care if they choose you, I didn’t” she huffed without thinking, shifting her weight to one side and crossing her arms over her chest. A stubborn look on her face that screamed ‘try me’. A good foot and half smaller then him, yet so certain that she could defy him and intimidate him into giving up.

He was falling in love with her already.

“Huh?” he rasped, pulling her closer by her plush hips “You think I don’t smell how needy you are? Stop being stubborn heifer, you’re in heat aren’t ya?”. He payed no mind to her surprised squeal or the shaky glare set on him, she clearly wasn’t as tough as she thought. It was cute honestly.

“F-fuck off! I-I told you I-” she attempted to push at him create distance between them only to be interrupted by him turning her around and pushing her over the damned breeding rack, a callused hand running over her thigh. Squishing and kneading at her soft doughy body part while his other hand pushed clothing out of his way.

“I-I-I, tch I’ll believe you when you can say it without looking like you’re gonna piss yourself” he mocked, running a finger along her delicate sex. Snorting when he discovered just how wet she really was.

“All that fighting, and for what? You-” he paused at the shaky little breath she gave and the nervous glance back and it clicked. “Stop worrying, I’m not gonna hurt you, I’m not that much of an ass” he grumbled, he almost forgot how inexperienced she was. He’d probably scared her with his attitude towards her.

He’d have to make sure to make it up to her.

He didn’t give her time to think of a smart response. His fingers set to work on opening her up for him and pressing heated kisses to her back.

She almost felt embarrassed by her reactions. Her heat finally getting the better of her and making her feel hazy and lightheaded. Only able to focus on the way he touched her and how she wanted more.

It wasn’t fair at all how easy he was able to switch gears on her. How he went from infuriatingly smug and pissing her off to making her want his calf in such a short time.

How just his fingers alone was getting her close and pulling noises she never heard from herself out.

“You gonna cum for me already? Gonna make my hand all dirty huh?” she found it especially annoying how easy it is for him to read her.

“Bakugou pleas- ah!” a sharp tug on her tail and kiss to her temple interrupted her “It’s Katsuki, understand?”

“Katsuki” she repeated, earning another kiss “Katsuki, please gonna cum, wanna, want… want…” she trailed off too embarrassed by her sudden change of heart to continue.

“Oi, use your words heifer, what do you want?” he demanded, fingers speeding up, hurtling her even closer to edge.

“A calf! F-fuck! G-give me a calf please want one w- aha!” she yelled out when he pushed into her. “Big, so b-big” she babble, mind blanking on anything else as she came undone.

All Bakugou could do was laugh at her dazed response, amused by her sudden change in temperament and desperation for a baby to be fucked into her. He barely let her adjust, just as eager to be breeding her as she seemed to be bred.

“What happened to that attitude huh?” he growled tugging her head back to give her a sloppy kiss “Even told me to fuck off, what makes you think you deserve a calf huh?”. She whimpered, shifting all her weight onto her forearms while he played roughly with her clit, his other hand sliding up her body before settling on her breasts, pinching and rolling her perked buds.

“S-sorry, so sorry” she hiccuped, feeling his cock slid in out of her so perfectly. “Won’t pick fights with me again yeah?” he questioned, pressing a few kisses on her shoulder and neck “Gonna be a good girl right?”. “Yes! Please! I promise!”

He hummed as if thinking about it rubbing his hands over her soft stomach “Want my calf so bad huh?”.

His voice was dripping with lust as he spoke “wanna be bred huh?”. She whined desperately, barely clinging to her sanity “Pease!”.

He groaned in response, his pace picking up and jostling her forwards as she took the full force his thrust. “Gonna take my cum, you better not let go to waste, got it?” He grunted, burying himself deep inside, feeling her fall over the edge with him.

He almost hoped it would take her longer to get knocked up, just so he could keep breeding her over and over again.

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So i am very intrigued by petgirl! reader nd was wondering if I could pls request headcanons/drabbles of Haikyuu characters with a petgirl? If u want character suggestions, I'm thinking maybe Ushijima, Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Kita, Akaashi, Kuroo, Matsukawa, nd the Miya twins? U obv don't have to do them all, its a lot of characters. Also, could u pls make it smutty bc I'm a whore? Thank u nd have a great day ☺️

a/n: ok so i changed this a bit but not to much! since we are a petboy blog we don’t really write about them being the fully human ones in the relationship, SO what i’m gonna do is write the petboys WITH the petgirl reader!! i hope this is okay!! -eden <3

headcanons for petboys with a petgirl reader !! NSFW

tw/cw: talk of heats and ruts, fem!bodied with fem!pronouns, sub!reader x dom!petboys, breeding, use of terms like heifer, kitty, puppy, bunny, little lamb, good girl, etc., possessive language, rough sex/movements, spanking, use of whore, slutty, and other degrading terms, thigh riding, dry humping, oral to reader implied, slight somno, praise, reader is a total bimbo is matsukawas, semis gets a little dark (attempted sexual assault, abused reader, semi wants to kill someone but he doesn’t actually do it) so warning for that lol

characters: bull!ushijima, guard dog!iwaizumi,kitty!kageyama, fox!kita, puppy!akaashi, kitty!kuroo, wolf!matsukawa, puppy!atsumu+puppy!osamu, deer!yamaguchi, bull!semi

bull!ushijima x heifer!girl

you were already on the farm when bull!ushijima was brought in to be the a breeding bull for the heifers along with a second bull

bull!ushijima immediately takes a liking to you, his own instincts telling him that your soft and sweet nature will make you the perfect mother for his calfs. he doesn’t like how pushy and needy the other heifers are

the farmers accept the fact that bull!ushijima is prob only not going to be a breeding bull so they start having him do work around the farm instead, something he’s thankful for

it isn’t until your heat hits and you need a bull to breed you that he finally makes a move, because there’s no way in hell he’s letting another bull breed his heifer

the bull makes his way into your stall where you lay bare and immediately gets on his knees in between your legs to calm your need

you notice that it’s him and run your hands down his sweaty chest while begging him to please please breed me ushi please i want you so bad please please

he growls at your desperation. you sound heavenly when you beg, unlike the other heifers

ushijima pushes into you, reveling in your sweet little noises of pleasure as he starts a brutal pace, the cowbell around you neck jingling with every thrust

he leans down so that his mouth is next to your ear where he asks, “who’s heifer are you hmm? who do you belong to?”

you moan in response, ears twitching atop your head as you choke out, “yours yours, ‘m your heifer, belong to you,”

he lifts his chest back up with a, “that’s right,”before grabbing the backs of your knees and folding you into a mating press

“good girl. such a slutty little heifer, my slutty little heifer,” he growls out while watching your breasts bounce in time with his thrusts

ushijimas words are what push you over the edge , clenching down on his cock while letting out short little moos of pleasure

“we’re gonna make sure your nice and breed with my calfs, aren’t we? say it.” he grunts out, voice strained and clearly approaching his high

“go-nna be nic-e and breed with yo-ur calfs,” your voice is stuttered due to your bulls brutal thrusts and dirty words

his grip on your legs increases and he growls a deep raspy moan, that you know you’ll be having wet dreams about for days, while he pumps his cum into your pussy

ushijima leans over to place a kisses on your head and face while he rubs your ears, not removing his cock

apparently he picked up on your train of thought becuse he smiled at you softly before saying, “my cock will not leave this cunt until i know my heifer is fully breed with my seed.”

guard dog!iwaizumi x puppy!girl

your owner adopted him to keep the house safe, and he immediately thought , this puppy is to small and fragile to protect herself,i must do it, when he first saw/met you

you bask in his attention and affection, however rough it may be. your owner isn’t home a lot, that’s why they got him, so having someone around all the time to keep you company and play with you is so nice

guard dog!iwaizumi always has you pressed right up against his chest, your legs straddling his thighs, his arms wrapped around you and a hand playing with your hair/ears/tail, occasionally perking up when he hears a suspicious noise but never letting go of you

but your ears and tail are sensitive. so sensitive that you get needy when he rubs them, and no matter how many times you tell him that he still strokes them while he cuddles you. he knows exactly what he’s doing

eventually, your need for relief becomes to much and you start rocking your hips mindlessly, desperate for friction on your dripping cunt

of course he notices, being observant is his job, so he shifts you onto one of his thighs, puts his hands on your hips, and guides your grinding on his thigh

flexing the hard muscle every now and then, bouncing his leg which jolts you into his chest, forcing your hips to grind harder against his thigh, all with a lazy smile on his face, tail wagging, ears at attention, and a throbbing hard cock in his boxers

“you’re being such a good girl puppy,” he whispers and you mewl, “such a good girl, grinding so pretty on my thigh little one.”

you whine at his praise and try to move your hips faster, but his grip on them keeps them at his pace. he coos at you condescendingly, “aww is my puppy really that needy? does my puppy want my cock?” your eyes widen in delight and you rapidly nod your head, your tail wagging the fastest hes ever seen it

iwaizumi chuckles at your eagerness, “my good girl knows how i like her to be when i fuck her doesn’t she? if she really wanted my cock she would be in that position right?”

you scramble to get on your hands and knees, arching your back and pressing your face into the pillows just the way he likes, tail still wagging endlessly

he comes up behind you, caressing your hips and ass with his rough hands before landing a sharp spank onto your butt. he laughs at your little yelp before praising you, “that’s a good girl, you know just how i like you, so obedient.”

you whine again, arching your back even more to try and entice him, and he obliges you, pressing his cock into tour pussy inch by delicious inch, “luckily for me, my good girl also knows how fast i like to go.”

kitty!kageyama x kitty!girl

you were adopted by kitty!kageyamas owner because they noticed that he seemed lonely and sad. so they decided to get you as his companion

it took about a month for you to adjust to each other, but after that you were inseparable. you eat together, play together, sleep together, it’s like you’re glued at the hip! he absolutely adores you and would do anything for you

one day, you’re taking your daily nap with him. you being the little spoon, upon kageyamas request. and you’re awoken by him rutting his hips into your back, right by your tail and butt, with strong purrs coming from his chest

you call his name to try and ask him what he’s doing, but are given no response. you turn your head to look at his and see his eyes shut and face scrunched up in pleasure

you realize that he must be having a wet dream, and you don’t want to wake him, but the friction on your sensitive tail and the vibrations of his purring are doing more for you than you would think

you start to rut your hips back to meet kageyamas. his arm wraps tighter around your waist which pulls you even closer to him, you can now hear and feel his purrs directly on your sensitive ears and you mewl

he seems to respond to your noises because he begins going faster, butting his face in your hair to take in your scent

you can feel your high approaching with every second of contestant stimulation on your most sensitive parts. your back arches and you move a hand back to stroke his own hair and ears

this pulls a grunt from kageyama, his hips now at a sloppy mismatched pace as he continues to chance his release. the hands on your waist tighten and he groans right into your ear signaling his orgasm which triggers your own

your panting as you come down from your high and you can feel the wetness of kageyamas boxers pressing up against your tail, making you shiver

the kitty himself blinks his eyes open, taking notice of his and your breathless state and the wet patch on the front of his underwear. his eyes widen and he opens his mouth to apologize but he is cut off by you turning to face him.

he can feel your purrs as you look at him with begging, lust filled eyes when you ask, “can you cum inside me next time please?”

and kitty!kageyama feels his cock start to swell again

fox!kita x bunny!girl

you met fox!kita in the forest because a different animal was trying to hurt you and he stepped in to protect you

he thinks your just the cutest thing with your little cotton tail and floppy long ears

he takes you back to his den, or should he say our den, and gives you some bunny friendly things to eat, which bloomed the start of your relationship

your personalities work well together! he’s calm, collected, and cunning, and you’re bouncy, bubbly, and bashful, a beautiful combination if you ask him. there is one trait of yours that fox!kita just can’t seem to keep up with though

you have an insanely high sex drive and libido. if kita asked for sex at any second of the day you would be wet and ready for him within the next 5 minutes

and just one or two orgasms is never enough for you, but he never ever wants to leave you unsatisfied.

so the solution is you riding him to your hearts content and not stopping until your need is subdued. no matter how overstimulated he gets or how many times he cums, he always reassured you that he’s ok and to keep going

that’s the exact position your in right now, bouncing on kitas cock until you can’t anymore, little cotton tail wiggling time he hits your g-spot

the foxes ears are pressed into his head. he’s panting, drooling, and his eyes are crossed and rolled back. but he keeps his hands on your hips to let you know that he’s ok

mumbling out, “such a good bunny, doing so good, m’ so prouda ya,” every now and then when he catches a good breath

you keen at the praise, bouncing even faster as you chase your next high, lord knows how many you’ve had at this point

the wet sounds produced when you land on kitas lap from the puddle of juices and cum turns you on to no end

the man below you panting and squeezing your hips even harder as your cunt clenches around his overly sensitive cock, signaling your orgasm

you slump down onto his chest and bury your face in his neck, he strokes your hair and asks, “do ya feel better now bunny? are ya good to go?”

you shift your hips from side to side before replying, “i think i need one more.”

and all fox!kita does is smile while placing his hands back on your hips with the words, “then get one more bunny”

puppy!akaashi x puppy!girl

you were a stray that his owner found ontheir walk home, and immediately took you in. they knew it wouldn’t be a problem with their puppy because of how sweet and caring he is to other dogs

they introduced you to him and proved to be right in there suspicions. puppy!akaashi adores you to no end

akaashi shows you the ropes of home life, showing you where you eat food and where the snacks are, offering you his favorite toys, and curling up with you when you have nightmares

he dotes know you to no end. he saw how sad and broken you looked when his owner brought you home, and he knew he had to love that sadness right out of you. and oh boy does he

constantly petting your head and ears, tail wagging the entire time and going even faster when yours wags too

caring for you makes him happy, and it makes him even happier to know that he makes you happy with his love and care

getting to take care of you when your needy is only a bonus

akaashi has reassured you time and time again that you coming to him for help is never ever a bother, including when your needy

so when you crawl into his lap while he’s watching tv, that you owner puts on for him, and grind your hips against his crotch, he knows exactly what you need. and he’s all too exited to help you

he lays you on your shared bed after stripping of your and his clothes, tail going a mile a minute, he gently parts your legs to fit his body i between them, and preps your with his fingers while whispering about what a good girl you are for asking for his help

once you’re stretched enough, akaashi pushes into your cunt slowly, pausing with every new inch to slightly rock his hips back and forth to let you adjust. he peppers kisses all over your face and neck, basking in your smiley giggle and the blush on your cheeks.

he can feel your tail wagging once he increases his pace. he rubs your clit and sucks on your neck while he pleases you. purposely keeping his floppy ears next to your mouth to hear every one of your beautiful sounds

akaashi can hear your moans get higher and your panting more aggressive, so he speeds up his hips and adds sweet words of praise

“you’re so pretty puppy, so so pretty,” he lets out his own moan when you clench down on his cock in response to his words, “i’m so proud of your for asking for help puppy, you’re so good for me.”

his words turned strained as you moan and clamp down him, your cum leaving a white ring around his cock, to which he smiles, “did that feel good darling? do you want to do it again?”

kitty!kuroo x kitty!girl

on your owners nightly stroll, they paused to pet stray kitty!kuroo thinking nothing of it, but he ended up following them home and your owner, being the caring person they are, decided that he could stay

kitty!kuroo decides that teasing you is the most entertaining thing in the world. he’s constantly yanking your tail, flicking your ears, and stealing your toys

you’ve had it up to here with him, so today when he teased you, you bit back. literally

as his hand moved to steal your toy, you hiss at him as a warning. he only smirks and continues to reach for it.

when his hand is about two i chest from your face and toy you lunge at him and sink your canines into his palm

kuroos smirk falls and his eyes widen, yelping at the sting in his hand and staring at the teeth marks left on either side of his hand. you smile triumphantly and go back to batting at your precious toy. he’s just trying to show you that he likes you, but now realizes that his affections weren’t received the way he intended. and he hatches a plan to make it up to you

he waits until you fall asleep to creep back up to you and lay on your bed. he wraps his arms around your body and pulls you into his chest, he melts at the way you snuggle into him

he begins to play with your ears and tail while he kisses your neck, trying to wake you up in the best way possible. as you open your eyes you notice him and tense a bit, thinking this was another mean trick. he leans back while stroking your face and asks, “i want to make up for my teasing, will you let me please?”

you nod your head, the tingling sensation from him stroking your tail and ears becoming a deep need. he smiles a genuine smile, that you like a lot more then his smirk, and removes his clothes which prompts you to remove yours.

he sits and places you in between his legs with your back to his chest. he mumbles, “gonna make you feel so good,” right as you feel his finger at your entrance. he pushes his pointer finger in, and slowly began adding more fingers until he was at three. his free hand alternating between rubbing your tail, ears, and clit as his fingers abused all of your sweet spots.

“like you so much kitty,” he mumbles into you ear, “so much, ‘m sorry i didn’t show it the right way. gonna make you feel so good to make up for it”

you try to mumble a little, it’s ok, but his free hand began rubbing on your clit right as he bit down on your ear, forcing you into a mind numbing orgasm that was prolonged by his hips grinding against the base of your tail.

“good kitty, now how about i apologize with my tongue too?”

wolf!matsukawa x lamb!girl

you belong to a heard of sheep on a farm, and have seen him in the woods past the fence quite a few times

one day he came up to the fence, really stalker like, and your bimbo ass just thought he wanted to be friends. so you trotted your happy self right up to him, leaned on the fence and said hi with your little tail wagging

and with a blank face he just reached over the fence, picked you up, tossed you over his shoulder, and walked into the woods with you

“where are we going?” you asked after about 2 minutes of silence. you felt his hand rub the skin where your thighs meet your ass in soft strokes and linger on your upper inner thigh

“i’m talking you to my den. it’s almost dinner time and i’m fucking famished,” was all he offered in response. and you didn’t pick up on the dark undertone laced in his words

in your stupid little head you think that he just wants to have dinner with you. so your little tail wiggles in delight, exited to have made a friend. and you reply, “okie dokie!” and start tracing shapes onto his muscles back to pass the time

wolf!matsukawa shivers at your touch, and again the real reason why goes right over your head. “if you’re cold why don’t you wear a shirt?” you ask him

“i’m not cold little lamb. don’t you worry about me, alright?” phrased as a question but said as a statement, leaving no room for argument. you chirp out a little ok! in response as he continues walking

once you arrive at a cave deep in the forest, he sets you down on what looks and feels like a pile of fur and feathers. he walks around, doing random things that you assume are related to dinner. your eyes leave him and look around the cave, so you don’t notice him approaching you until he’s pushing you onto your back and pulling your legs apart

you squeak at the sudden movement and make a noise of protest when he rips your dress off. he removes his own pants and crawls on top of you, biting and sucking on your cute little neck. your eyes widen and you subconsciously buck up your hips to relieve the tension, making him chuckle. he pulls back and looks at you with emotions in his eyes that you don’t like. “i-i thought you were hungry! don’t you want to eat your dinner?” you rush out

he coos at you, wrapping one hand around your throat and using the other to cup your pussy, “aww sweet dumb little lamb,” he pushes on your neck slightly, letting go with that hand as he straightens his back, two fingers from the hand cupping your pussy enter your hole before pulling back out. he groans at how wet they are and sucks them into his mouth, savoring your taste and never breaking eye contact with you

his gaze drops to your drooling cunt, he licks his lips before he finishes his sentence, “i’m looking at it. “

puppy!atsumu + puppy!osamu x puppy!girl

you’ve always been a very social puppy, and you owner was getting the feeling that you were very lonely whenever they left. they guessed the trips to the dog park to play with the other puppies just weren’t cutting it anymore. so they went to the nearest shelter to adopt a friend for you

you were ecstatic when your owner came back home with two, TWO, new friends for you!! friends that will be here all the time!! your tail wouldn’t stop wagging as you thanked your owner quickly and dashed over to meet them

the twins love you. they’ve sworn to protect you no matter what the cost. and even if they fight with each other over your affection sometimes, they both know that you come first and foremost

despite gaining two new friends that were with you all the time, you were very happy to learn that the trips to the dog park weren’t going to stop. today you sat in front of the door like a good girl waiting for your owner to put your leash on you and the twins so that you could go to the dog park

once you arrived, you dashed off to meet your dog park friends, your boys chasing after you. you had a blast playing with your friends and introducing them to the twins, you were having to much fun, that you didn’t notice their sour moods

why were you giggling at something that other puppy said? why were you smiling at him like that? don’t they make you laugh and smile? why are you flirting with other puppies when you have them?

it seems as though they have mistaken your kind and bubbly nature for flirting. but they don’t know that, and you don’t know that. at least not until you get home. your owner drops the three of you off, saying they’re going out with friends and they expect you to be on your best behavior. you smile and nod waving them goodbye before trotting off to go find the twins to play with them

once you found them, you brought them your favorite toys and smiled, your adorable way of asking to play, but they didn’t even look at you. the wagging of your tail slows. growing slightly disheartened, you crawl into osamus lap and nudge the toy at him again, to which he lifts you off and sets you back on the floor

your eyes grow teary and your tail halts completely. your gaze switches between both of them. and in a small voice you ask, “you..you don’t want to play with me? please play with me..”

“why don’t ya ask those mutts ya were whorin yerself out to to play with ya,” atsumu shoots back, turning to give you a glare that falters when he sees your teary face

“who-whoring? i wasn’t whoring i-i was just being nice…they’re my friends…” your voice cracks on the word whoring, and some tears escape your eyes

both of their eyes widen as they take in your sad expression and guilt sinks into their chests. atsumu reaches for you but you shuffle back slightly, tucking your tail between your legs and ears pressing into your head. they can almost feel their hearts breaking. this is the first time they’ve seen you cry, and they never want to see it again. it adds insult to injury that it’s because of them

“hey..hey it’s okay,” osamu is who reaches for you this time, you tense but don’t move away so he picks you up and plops you in his lap. he begins to kiss away your tears and scratch your back while atsumu says comforting words and scratches your head, “we overreacted pumpkin, we’re sorry, so sorry puppy.”

osamus free hand travels in between your legs to lightly stroke your thighs, and your tail begins to wag again. it’s osamu who speaks this time, “why don’t we make it up to you?”

deer!yamaguchi x deer!girl

you met deer!yamaguchi in the forest when you were both foraging for berries and he swears that he fell in love with you when you complimented his freckles

ever since then, you’ve been inseparable. so in love that you don’t like to be apart for longer than an hour

one day your sitting with your head in his lap on the river bank, admiring the flowing water and calm atmosphere as he picks flowers to weave into your hair

you hear people coming and immediately snap to attention, eyes darting all over to find the creator of the sound of crunching leaves and snapping twigs

your eyes land on a group of three bucks, if you could even call them that. their antlers were tiny and they looked weak. while you thought nothing of them, your lover tensed up. your eyes land on his face to find him already staring at you, eyes pleading for something you don’t know. just as you open your mouth to speak, an annoying voice cuts you off

“well, well, if it isn’t the little fawn,” the one in the middle sneers, and yamaguchi lets out a shaky sigh. your eyebrows furrow at you lovers tense nature and you sit up just as the intruder continues, “i see you’ve still got your baby spots! haha!”

at the deers insult you whip around and glare at the group. their eyes widen at your sudden movement before they decompose themselves. and now laugh at you, big mistake

“oh what are you gonna do? huh? yeah that’s what i thought, your just as pathetic as the little fawn!” as he turns to his friends to receive validation, he doesn’t notice yamaguchi gently move you off of him and stand up. your lover does a little jump to hype himself up before charging at the one who insulted you head first, his impressive antlers will surely leave bruises and welts on the bucks skin

yamaguchi huffs, glaring down at the poor excuse of a buck before saying, “you can insult me all you want, but you will never, ever insult my doe. is that clear?” the fallen bully scrambles up to try and save his dignity before he and his friends dash into the forest

your lover turns back to you with a pale face, “that was terrifying, he could’ve kicked my ass,” he states while slowly walking to you. you smile big before closing the rest of the distance by leaping into his arms and peppering kisses all over his face.

“that was so sexy yama! you didn’t have to do that for me!” he laughs a little, securing your legs around his waist and letting you kiss everywhere you could reach. despite his display of dominance, you know his bully’s words hit his insecurities, so you pepper kisses all the way to his ear where you say

“why don’t i show you just how much i love you?”

bull!semi x heifer!reader

you were brought to the farm bull!semi was on as a rescue. your previous farmer didn’t take proper care of you and hit you when he got mad

you were so scared of everything. every little noise made you flinch, you would jump away whenever anyone brushed against you. you were very skittish around everyone. well, almost everyone

semi didn’t really understand why you felt safe around him, but he wasn’t complaining. he reveled in your touch whenever you would cling to his side or bury your face into his chest. he loves how when he puts his arms around you, you sigh in relief and he can feel the tension leaving your body. the day someone scares you on purpose, everyone knows there will be actual bloodshead

there is another bull who is so insistent with trying to get with you. it’s fucking annoying, as semi would say. to you it’s scary and nerve racking. you show obvious discomfort when you’re with him and step away every time he steps closer, there’s no way that bull can’t tell that he’s scaring you, and that alone is enough to make semi want to bash his head in

it all comes to a head when the bull corners you, in your. own. stall. semi sees red, he’s so angry he thinks he could crush metal. how dare that motherfucker corner you in your safe place, in your private space that’s supposed to be relaxing. semi swears he’s gonna have to build you a new stall himself because this ones gonna be to dirty for you to live in once he’s done with that pathetic waste of oxygen

you’re shaking behind semi, not because of his anger but because of how the other bull tried to touch you. semi is panting, chest angrily rising and falling as he stares the bull down. this motherfucker had the audacity to look at semi as if he interrupted a big romantic moment, and semis damn near vibrating in rage. semi turns around and gently carries and sets you outside the stall door, with a kiss on the head, an order to plug your ears, and a promise that he’ll be back in a minute. you do as told, and it’s only a few moments until semi returns, knuckles suspiciously bloody, but you’re not going to ask

semi lifts you by the waist and wraps your legs around his own, wrapping one arm around your waist and another under you thighs. allowing you to bury your head in his neck as he takes you to his own stall where you will reside from now on

a month after that incident, the bull has been relocated and you have been sleeping much better knowing that semis there. you’re more social now and it irritates semi how many bulls think they have a chance with you

not when all of your nights are spend speared on semis cock while he pounds into you and marks all over your neck, breasts, and thighs. kissing every inch of skin he can reach to claim you as his own and telling you exactly who you belong to

“you’re mine. my pretty heifer, none of those other bulls can have my baby.”

and who are you to tell him otherwise when he’s not only the love of your life but also your protector

a/n: whew! i actually really like this idea! i may do another part if i find the inspiration! i added some boys that we don’t have a ton of content for as well! i hope you enjoyed !!

i’m thinking of writing a full fic for wolf!matsukawa x bimbo!lamb reader and once for bull!semi x heifer!reader based on their parts so lmk if you would like that !! -eden<3

update: there is now a part 2

and a full fic based on the headcanons of wolf!matsukawa + bimbo lamb!girl reader

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quirkyhero · 3 years

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♡~DIRTY THOUGHTS ABOUT BAKUBULL AND HIS FARMER BOY!~♡

Okay imagine one day your working on a fence when all of the sudden a calf pulls you down to the ground, while another works on taking of your pants. Soon enough your surrounded by a few heifers maybe eight or eleven. Soon enough Bakugou joins them, watching you wriggle with and flush deliciously before speaking up with a "ello there princess, me and my beautiful gurls wanted to have fun with ya~ be a good boy and enjoy what comes next alright?~" soon enough one heifer starts to ride your dick while Bakugou starts eating you out for the first two heifers. During this excitable event, you can't help but moan and wriggle while the heifers praise you and Bakugou. After bakugou was satisfied with his devoring he decided its time to fill up that stomach of yours with his cum, planning to make it buldge. Meanwhile your mind is in a haze, after cumming at least five times from just the two alone. The third just about to mount him was interrupted by Bakugou sitting up and soon him slamming that cock of his into you, and with you being unprepared you couldn't help the shouting moan you let out as you came from him ramming his dick into your stomach. While you moaned and twiched in a bit of painful pleasure, the heifer who had not yet put your dick into her turned to Bakugou with a pout "Kaaatssuuu! I didn't put him in yet!" She said with a huff. Bakugou only chuckled though with a smirk and kissing her head blowing air out his nose before replying with an apology, "I'm sorry darlin~ I got too excited and before I knew it I slammed into him, I honestly didn't think he'd blow his load so quick from that~ But just look at 'im~" and that being said you did look pretty wrecked, drooling and pretty tears and all. The heifers couldn't help but coo at you and fill your ears with praise, and in midst of that the heifers continued with her intentions on riding you, but this time with Bakugou pounding into you holds his beautiful heifer close, relishing in your moans and whine and whimpers only pushing him to ram you more as you felt the overwhelming need to cum once more trying to tell him them to slow down only for you to moan in the middleof trying to plead. "A-AaaHh w-Wa- waiiaaAAAHHHHHH!~♡" You came once again not being able to stop as they continued to milk you and fill you up for at least three more rounds, till the third heifer got off off you with praises. You felt a bit full, and you couldn't tell if it was due to Bakugou's dick or the amount of cum he pumped into you, but before you could fall unconscious Bakugou pulled back before slamming into you, waking you up instantly. You hear a few clicking noises that you hear come from Bakugou's direction, "now, now darlin we can't have ya fallin asleep now, ther's still some beauties who wanna hear those pretty moans of yer's" Sure enough after what felt like twenty to maybe more rounds, you felt full to brim practically pregnant looking and milked completely empty, Bakugou and his heifers showered you in praise, a heifer collecting your things and Bakugou carrying you to his and his heifers barn house to get you cleaned up and comfortable while helping you push out the Bulls come. . .that is after leaving it in there for at least two hours since he was so proud of how you looked claimed like that.

Sure enough after that event, everytime Bakugou or his heifers touche or flirt with you, you can practically feel those boners pop up or your insides clench with need,. . . It does not help that they can smell that and start to tease you every time.

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@miggiisdumb 's Bakubull thirst has struck me again with the Need for Bakubull. Imma also tag @headkandies since we both have a love for Bakubull. Hope you readers like it! I'm not the best writer but I hope I did okay??? 😊💦💦💦

#bnha headcanons #bakugo headcanons #bnha #mha #bakugou x reader #male reader #bull bakugou #bnha bakugou

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hanji-is-life · 3 years

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Hi it’s that anon that said Bull Bakugou lives in my head tent free 🙈 I’m back LOL and I can confirm I am not a minor (3rd year of college rn) Is it okay if I request bull Bakugou with a breeding kink?? (feel free to sprinkle in as much dirty talking as you want cause I just know he would be the type to say the nastiest things 🤤)

ahh thank you for confirming your age lmao

He always seems to catch you when you’re distracted. You hadn’t even noticed that he was rutting. You should’ve, with the way the other bulls steered clear from his stable.

But no. Not today. You were so distracted, going over your list of all the shit you had piled up to tend to around the farm after being gone for a good two weeks. The friend you had overlooking your farm had done a fairly good job, but nothing was ever up to your standards when it came to your precious hybrids.

So distracted, you didn’t even hear Bakugo’s stable door closing behind you the moment you entered it.

You should’ve known something was up when the bull didn’t come greet you the moment you got back, or say anything when you entered the barn. You figured he was still in a mood and pouting from you leaving for two weeks and not taking him with you.

No, you don’t notice until you’re bent over cleaning up hay, and feel something big and warm pressing between your ass cheeks. The denim shorts you had on did nothing to hide what exactly was on your ass.

You slowly turn around, eyes wide and meet hooded red ones. He’s huffing, chest falling rapidly as Bakugou shamelessly starts to rut his hard cock in between your cheeks.

“Bakugou, what the hell are you—”

“You left me, knowing my rut was coming soon. I think you owe me, heifer.”

He doesn’t even give you any time to adjust or get your bearings as he rips your shorts clean from your body. You squeak, slap your hands back to get his off of you, but your arms are pinned to the base of your back in only a second. He prepares your already wet cunt as he growls down at you,

“I don’t know who the fuck you think are for leaving me, knowing I’m about to fucking have my rut, but you’ve got another thing coming, princess.”

“I had to use my fucking hand all day yesterday, because someone wanted to abandon me for useless bullshit.”

“You won’t be able to get away when I fuck my kids into you,”

He’s plunging his heavy cock inside of your still tight walls after a few minutes of your whining to fill you up. He starts rough and fast, growling and chuffing the entire time, hooves digging into the hay on the ground. You can hear the bell around his neck ringing with every rough snap as you’re forced to endure the angry, rutting bulls cock.

“Gonna have all my fucking calf’s. None of those other heifers are worthy enough to carry m’fucking kids.”

“You’re the only one I’ll breed. The only good fucking pussy around here.”

“Never letting you leave for that long again. I’ll keep fucking my calf’s into you until you get the fucking message, you dumb fucking slut.”

Yeah, a lot of long business trips are canceled after you were knotted 6 times in under three hours...

#i love all my bull babies #bull hybrid #bull Bakugou #my asks #my hcs #mha smut #mha headcanons #mha imagines #bakugou x reader #bakugou imagine #bakugou smut #katsuki bakugou smut

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yumihoe · 3 years

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Cow Hybird! Momo

So Ive been thinking about Cow! Hybrids 🧎‍♂️

Pairing -Cow hybrid! momo yaoyorozu x Cow hybrid! fem reader.

18+ Mdni

CW- Noncon, cow hybrid fuckery, toxic relationships/abuse-vague mentions of a beating and broken bones, afab anatomy.

Cow Hybrid Momo! who's become the resident problem heifer of her farm. she refuses to let any of the bulls breed her so that she can produce a calf, or even come near, often bucking and nipping at them whenever they try to help her through her heats. going as far as to break off a chunk of Todorokis horn the last time he had tried to offer his services.

Cow hybrid momo! who can't stand any of the other annoying heifers in her stable, always rams into Ochoco and mina when they ask her to come graze in the fields with them, sticking out her tongue sneering at anyone who stares too long.

Cow Hyrbid momo! Who takes a special interest in you. The Farm's newest Heifer. A cute little Limousin cow whose shiny brown coat sticks out from the plain black and white of the other cows, cute Lil lopsided ears, and huge doe eyes. Adorable

Cow hybrid momo! Who somehow convinces farmer Deku that there's no point in building another stable unit to the house you in, that she has no problems sharing hers with you, being stablemates.

Cow hybrid momo! who hogs you away from any bull looking to make a move on you, weaves you a flower necklace to show her ownership over you, even though you laugh when mina points it out, saying it's just a friendship necklace. Mina shrugs it off, not noticing the daggers momo shoots at her from the side of her eyes.

Cow hybrid momo! who gets tired of you talking to mina and Ochoco and all the other stupid idiots on the farm who seem to only want to fill your pretty little head with stupid ideas and take your attention away from her. Who corners you in your shared stable, telling you to shut up with your blubbering as she backs you up agianst the wall, sharp hooves digging into your leg over and over as you whimper whole body shaking, leg bloody, disfigured and raw.

Cow hybrid momo! who shushes you, afterward, telling you that you're her stablemate, and she would take care of everything. including your upcoming heat. She brings you your feed in the morning, and a water pail twice a day. She stays with you during her even if it means missing out on her leg-stretching time and if she hadn't have crippled you -you might have thought her efforts were sweet.

By the time your heat finally rolls around, everything is going according to Cow hybrid momo's! plan. Your leg is still healing from your accident and farmer deku refuses to let any of the big brutish bulls near you and its not like you can soothe yourself with your injury and all so It's only natural that your best friend and stablemate would be by your side in these trying times.

And by your side she is. Ringing orgasm after orgasm from your shaking body, rutting against you like a bull no matter how many times you cry out that she cant breed you, two girls cant make a baby, she stuffs her fingers into your dripping cunnie anyways, hellbent on putting a calf in you regardless. Cow hybrid momo! who spends every day of your heat bringing you to orgasm over and over, on her face, thighs, fingers, and a wonderful vibrating contraption she found snooping around in farmer Deku's drawer. By the time your heat is finally over, you're a sticky mess.

cow hybrid momo! who laughs in your face when you thank her, saying you no longer need her assistance with your heats anymore, you're all healed up and farmer dekus paired you up with a pretty bull named Denki. She pulls you in real close, teeth nipping at your ear as she whispers

"I'll break your other fucking leg before I let anyone else touch what belongs to me ."

There will be no escaping cow hybrid momo.

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cow hybrid momo supremacy!🧎‍♀️

Reposts are always welcome if you enjoyed!

#momoyaoyorozuxfemreader #momo x you #momo x reader #bnha reader smut #tw hybrids #hybrid reader #yumihoewrites #yumihoethirtst #bnha smut #bnha thirsts #cow hybrids #x fem!reader #afab reader #tw fem reader #momo yaoyorozu #bnha drabble #femyandere #femyanderexfemreader

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wornoutmouse · 3 years

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I saw the cow boy endeavor post and ask you this 🙈 bull!boys possessive over their soft cow gf?? Any mha boys 👀

Referenced smut, blind reader, crack, fluff.

Yall like my cow au’s a lil too much. Is everything okay at home?

Bakugou, Dabi, Shouji

To keep with the cursed cow theme:

Heifer: a young female cow that has not borne a calf.

Also, cows actually have heats and the female will wander and of course, the bull will be aggressive. Just so you’ll know I’m not talking out my ass.

Bakugou (I had too)

When you first came, I’m going to be real, Katsuki didn’t like your ass. Because you’ve never mated before, Bakugou saw you as extremely weak and he would be damned if he bred you.

When receiving a new heifer, the first rule of business is to slowly but surely introduce the bull to them. To do this, you and Bakugou were placed in a miniature barn with a tall gate in between.

For the most part, you stayed on your side, opting to sleep the days away on your fluffy bed. Bakugou didn’t care, he was perfectly fine glaring at you from a distance and muttering all the reasons you were weak and how the farmers were stupid.

Something that really irked him was how you always nibbled on your tail in order to focus. “Hey dumbass, quit cannibalizing yourself!” You glanced away from your crossword puzzle and just stared at him. Wrong move.

Moments later the farmers had to quickly come in and restrain Bakugou because he had destroyed his half of the barn by scrapping his large horns against the wooden walls. Everyone was forced to do round just in case Katsuki decided to take his anger out on you.

As the weeks went on, you were moved into barns that were smaller than the last until the small gate between the both of you was removed quickly. During all this time, not once did you speak to him so Bakugou practically glued himself to the edge of the barn, not wanting to give you the satisfaction of walking past him.

Of course, this petty rivalry was forced to come to the end. Earlier that day, you had wandered past the field so many times that you were locked inside. So when Katsuki awoke to you shuffling along the sides of the barn and throwing hay at his head, he knew your heat was here.

It took a matter of two hours and annoyance due to the mountain of hay that was on his side as you practically swept your side clean, before Bakugou on the floor pumping his cock into you. There were no words said as your slurred words passed through empty ears. Bakugou’s teeth clenched tightly onto your tail as the last rebuttal on how much he hated you.

“You couldn’t get my attention he old fashion way and ignored me?!” Your tail flicked around as your pleasure heightened. “Well, tonight we are going to see how long you can stay quiet.”

Though his words were harsh, you can’t ignore the fact he willingly fucked you till morning although you were fine with one load.

Dabi

Dabi was one of the many bulls on the ranch that was specifically bred to breed. However his abnormally large horns made other cows afraid of him, of course, that was until you appeared.

You, for a lack of better words, were blind. You had been shipped from a ranch that was going through bankruptcy, and your new owners saw this as a perfect chance.

You were immediately put in the vicinity of Dabi. For about 3 days, Dabi would watch you trail your hands along the dewy grass, occasionally eating a few pieces. On the fourth day, Dabi stood in front of you with pursed lips.

“Why are you staring at me?!” Dabi visibly flinched, leaning away from you. “I thought you were blind?” You nodded, chewing softly on a dandelion, “I am blind, but I can see shadows, and yours is really blocking my light.”

Dabi sputtered, plopping down next to you. You laughed as you could hear him pouting as he too grabbed some grass.

Dabi deeply enjoyed your comfort as he couldn’t get any from his father who was mysteriously out of commission. He would ask you curious questions about your blindness and in return, you asked him what certain things looked like. “Every time I ask people, their answers always vary.”

You held such a close place in his heart that Dabi wanted to breed you sooner rather than later. “I don’t want you to be out of your mind during your heat and I don’t want to be too rough with you.”

Despite this confession, Dabi couldn’t help but force you to make the sweetest of sounds. “You like that?” His scared hand smacks your bouncing bottom as you grip the cotton bed below you. “Oh, please yes!” Watching you bounce above him, made him crave the sweet relief he would feel once he came deep inside of you.

Shouji

For the most part, all the caretakers considered it a lost cause when they roomed you with Shouji. He was lame and was too large to be moved so he spent more of his life in the very barn he was born in. Pitiful eyes would always peek through his stall.

“All those legs and not a single one works, God must be playing a cruel joke.”

It was only a matter of time before Mezzo would be shipped off to the butcher but hey, maybe they could get one good calf out of him. That’s where you came in. Though you were a simple cow, long past your youth, you were the only cow the same size, if not larger than him. This upper hand meant you could move him around and wouldn’t need his help with mounting him yourself.

Since you weren’t new to this rodeo, the farmhands expected you to get straight to work. But no, you waited. During each meal, you’d help him feed himself, his limp libs hung to his side as you held his head up.

Every day, you’d ask him if he was ready, and he’d give you the honest answer of no, so you would leave it at that. But on the day of his heat, you couldn’t stand to hear him grunt angrily, from the lack of stimulation.

You edged close to him cautiously and softly palmed his cock. The euphoric look on his face was one that reassured you your actions were not unwanted. You rubbed his brown tip softly between your fingers, listening t the soft gasps he released. Pleading eyes looked at you and your large figure.

“P-Please, I need you so bad!” You hurriedly sat on top of him, careful to not settle all your weight down as you coaxed his dick inside of you. Although he was unable to help you, the feeling of him stretching your womb was like fresh honey.

Months later, Shouji was still sitting in his barn stuck in his own head. A faint knock on the door alerted him of your presence and he shuffled his way into a sitting position. In you, walked with a calf shyly holding your hand. “There’s your daddy.”

#dabi x reader #bakugou smut #dabi smut #shouji smut #mha smut #hybrid #bnha smut

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