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[ ArtFight 2026 ] [8] Doomsday Fih

he doesn't do it on purpose, it's just his natural omegan state of being. he hated it for a while, because his family found it annoying and troublesome on the farm, but robby's taught him to love it and accept it again.

by default, dennis purrs when he sleeps. not just when hes extra warm and cosy, but all the time. as soon as he nods off there's the rhythmic vibration coming from his throat and chest, that oh so calming sound. robby loves to snuggle his omega on his own chest and belly so that he can feel every one of the sound waves. it's a noisy purr, but robby sleeps so well under his precious boy.

dennis is loud when awake too. he chirps and trills and coos and chitters constantly. he's finished a chart? that means a happy chirp. robby comes to scent him during his shift? that's a trill and a coo. hes thinking about hanging out with trinity and javadi? an excited little chitter will do the trick. everyone gets used to it, and dennis revels in the praise he gets for such sweet noises.

his alpha especially is obsessed with them- dennis knows whenever he trills or coos, robby will answer with a deep rumble that makes dennis's omega hindbrain gravitate to him. when they cuddle together in bed at night, it's a perfect den full of noise. dennis is purring and chirping- and even trilling, somehow- in his sleep, and robby letting out an incesant rumble.

The Pitt cast BTS during Entertainment Weekly's “Entertainers of the Year” shoot (December 2025).

There is no moral.

The wolf eats you one day,

And until it does,

The forest is beautiful

norman skip “who do you know in this room right now” takamori

zaeth “she was messing around with some stupid bullshit, with some idiots i don’t even know” bondana

hnghfhhh ok yes i’m happy so write mouthy puppy sub top dennis getting muzzled

it wasn’t that robby found the licking gross…

it was the way it dried sticky all over his neck and pecs that he hated. he just wanted to be able to cuddle with his puppy after and not immediately need a shower. telling dennis to try not to slobber, even pulling him back by the handle on his collar, wasn’t enough.

the desperation was adorable. dennis’s eternal fascination with the way robby smelled (and, by extension, tasted) would always flatter robby to no end, but the muzzle was simply a natural extension of the collar. dennis needed it to be good.

dennis whined through the black, breathable, structured fabric that was cradling his face. he attempted to nose at robby’s neck as he thrust in and out, but couldn’t teeth at it like normal.

robby smirked and pet at dennis’s hair. “i know, pup.”

“robby,” dennis’s muffled complaint fell out. he made a frustrated, huffy noise. “wanna lick.” he grabbed the back of one of robby’s knees, lifting it up a little so he had more room between his legs

“shhh,” robby comforted. “you’re ok.” their hands found each other’s. dennis collapsed further into robby, hips jerking harder and faster into the man. “shit, puppy, just like that!” robby dripped praise out, hoping to distract dennis from the lack of oral stimulation. it helped a little too well.

dennis yelped, “‘m gonna. sorry.”

and robby wasn’t even close, but it’s not like he expected any different. “good boy, good boy, give it to me.”

hot pleasure flashed and dennis was filling robby up, whimpering and nuzzling as much as he could. as he softened in robby, he started fiddling with the mechanism on the back of the muzzle.

“wanna lick.”

robby shivered at the wet feeling of lube and cum. “no, buddy. i don’t wanna do that right now.”

“down here,” dennis mewled ghosting his finger against robby’s sensitive rim. “let me lick.”