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-PICK YOUR POISON-

Left to right: Donovan, Travis, Kevin, Dave

Donovan brought the hammer to my leg again. I would have screamed in pain, but there's one tiny problem. I cannot feel any type of pain. The white/tan and black furred well built strong black utonagan husky mix had been doing this for 2 days so far, trying to make me fess up about a casino owner that was a childhood friend of mine.

I don't really know what he's up to these days, and frankly I don't care. I have no doubt that Donovan is a sadomasochistic, apathetic being, with no regards for his actions. I knew his name from the other mercenaries here, specifically the deer doctor they have patch me up everytime Donovan is done with me.

"This is so goddamn pointless Donovan, and you fucking know it. I can't feel it."

"That so? Why don't you just answer my damn question and we could be done...you aren't leaving us anytime soon."

I stare at his shirtless furry strong well built blood covered body....he seemed done. For now.

"Dr. Hagen! Got a returning patient for you!"

Dr. Hagen entered the blood covered room....

"What did you do now Donovan...."

"Patch this shitter up....I'm going shower....."

And with that, Donovan left...and Hagen carried me to his doctors office that was dirtier than the torture chamber.

"Lets get you patched up kid...tell me what happened this time."

"You know...the usual Donovan....but he still doesn't know I cant feel pain.

"Interesting....that can be dangerous...for you aswell..."

"I know."

I told him the story about how me and Dominic were childhood friends...and nothing more....I was visiting him the other day...and one of the mercenaries...bagged me...and took me here. To this so called abandoned building.

Hagen said he'd talk to their Edgar (their leader) about letting me go...I'd stay in his extra bedroom for now, recovering. I lay there for a bit in only my boxer briefs...then something....strange had to happen. of course I can't get peace here, feeling weak as shit from Hagen's meds.

A cold bayonet was pressed against my throat. I knew who it was immediately as I saw the blood stained green tactical pants and black utility belt on the floor......I felt that utonagan husky mix fur...Donovan...in my bed....in only his boxer briefs...what...fucking...fun.

"Not one noise. You'll get your chance to talk. Nod if you understand."

I nodded alright.

"You weren't lying about that pain shit huh?"

I nodded. I wasn't.

"Let's say that story you told Hagen is true, but something kept calling me towards you....so I kept inflicting pain...but it's something different."

Don put his knife down...and actually started to snuggle me...and neck me up with his bloody furry muzzle.

"D-Donovan?"

"Hm?"

"Can I stay here with you?"

"Wasn't planning on letting you go."

"Good."

"Sorry for that torture...I had to try and get you out my head....didn't work so damn good."

"You snuggle good for a big, scary, sadomasochistic utonagan husky mix buddy....''

"Yeah sure...my little masochist..."

"Someones a softie under that tough guy exterior of yours..."

"Sure....someones fucking clingy...."

"Okay pookie..."

"Shut up and sleep. I love you."

"Love you too pookie."

"One more world I'm cutting your tongue off."

"Ugh...meanie."

"That's more like it."

"I love you too dumbass...

We kissed for a while....I ended sleeping on a sadomasochist's furry chiseled chest that night....wasn't....bad....it actually...felt good.

don'scannon stats from maggot's toyhouse.

homosexual

age 37

white/tan and black furred utonagan husky mix

sadomasochistic, apathetic, odaxelagnia, cannibal?

loves his shotguns

cannon theme - the hollow - a perfect circle

my dumbass non cannon theme...

my chemical romance - I'm not okay (I promise.)

"Here, just inches away from you."

MAGGOTNIZER OC CANNONS. GO FOLLOW HIM ON TWIT OR YOU'LL BE ALONE FOR THE NEXT 20 YEARS OF YOUR LIFE. ALL CREDIT FOR THE CHARACTER GOES TO HIM.

You are the only human mercenary in Edgar's group. There was blaz, Daud, Donovan, Edgar, and Travis.

Travis is a gray and black husky mix with black/pale blue eyes. He has a good toned build, he's not a total lost cause like Donovan. He has more a bit more feelings and emotion than the other mercs.

He never really wanted this life, he used to work for state security, but couldn't anymore as he got jailed at 28, his current age is 34. It is highly likely that he became a mercenary with Donovan at the time, considering they knew each other...and there's one more thing.

Ever since you have joined Edgar's group, you immediately took a liking to Travis. The only thing stopping you from telling or approaching Travis is Donovan, or that's what you thought.

There was one night where Donovan bit Travis out on a contract, I don't know why (ask maggit man) So he had a white bloody patch on his black furry neck. You were walking outside, going into the base...and you decided to help yourself to a peek through a hole that shows the glass window that was boarded up....hiding Travis's room from the outside. You peeked inside the little hole....that's when you fucking saw it. The thing that destroyed all of your confidence or to even ask or talk to Travis again. I'll describe what you saw...detail by detail.

You saw Donovan and Travis...shirtless. Their well built fierce canine bodies being shown off....Don was gripping one of Travis's furry wrists...and Travis gripping Donovan's furry shoulder. Donovan was necking up Travis's left side....the side he hadn't bit earlier. Travis was watching him...bearing a sharp canine grin....cigarette lit in between his sharp white canines. He looked so content...happy...at ease...and you were mad it wasn't you making him feel that way.

Tears started to run down your face as you ran back to your room in the base/abandoned building the mercenaries were using. Edgar didn't do anything...Daud on the other hand...went to check on you...to see if you were dying or bleeding. All he got was the sight of you bawling your e/c eyes out...

You started to tell Daud what happened...and how you felt. He promised he wouldn't tell anyone...with a remark... "I thought life in the cage fights were hard...Jesus." You took of your shirt...remaining in just black sweats....and you hopped in your bed. You heard knocking a minute later.

How Travis Feels lol

I only felt that Donovan was kissing my ass once again...I just lit my cigarette and put on a smile...so he wouldn't go crazy then and there. While Donovan was in the middle of whatever he was doing....I heard a whimper...and human footsteps from outside....probably y/n...he usually gets done with his contract kills at this hour. After Donovan left....something hit me...

Had y/n...been watching us....he has been looking at me a lot lately...but it seems he doesn't want to talk or go near me when Donovan's in the picture. On contracts too...I scratched my black and gray husky mix head...and decided to confront y/n. It couldn't hurt to ask...maybe it could...

I immediately exit my room...not giving a shit that I'm apparently shirtless. As luck would have it...I ran into Donovan on the way to his room...and he forced opened my muzzle in just looked at my teeth for no fucking reason while I had my Captain Morgan soda in hand.

"Fuck off."

He left me alone. I spoke to Daud...confirming my suspicions. Now all that's left Is to confront y/n...I knocked on his door.

"Open the door. It's Travis. Want to talk?"

The door became unlocked after I spoke. I saw him lying on his bed...back turned to me...his build wasn't as decent as mine...but he was still a skilled mercenary. I sat on the edge of his bed.

"Want to talk?" I repeated...

"About what?"

"The thing you saw...and told Daud about."

"D-Depends are you w-willing to listen?"

"Sure, I don't mind...spill your guts."

He started to tell the story...about Donovan necking me up...now I wanted to explain that it wasn't really love...or anything like that...but that's too complicated. There was something...and I ending doing...that so much easier thing...I cut him off...pressing my furry gray husky mix muzzle against his smooth human lips.

It didn't even take him another second for him to grant my tongue access to his mouth....we started to kiss a little bit...intensely...if I do say so myself. I ran my black and gray paws along his smooth human skin....he started to unhook my utility belt...and I un-tightened his sweatpants. Our pants fell to the floor...revealing our matching black boxer briefs....

Y/n was quite...embarrassed....

"o-oh...."

"Great minds think alike...don't they?" I responded smugly.

"Let's get in bed."

I hopped in his bed....pulling his human body...a little bit skinny...he needs to eat more...I pulled him closer to my warm furry body....and started to nuzzle his neck...and have conversation with him.

"I love you damnit..."

"That so? I love you so much more."

"sureeee...."

"I mean...i'm damn sureeee I love you more...."

Then Edgar had to walk in....

y/n and I: "OUTTTT!"

credit @maggotnizer on twit

stats/notes

cannon notes first

Has most feeling in Edgar's group. (I THINK.)

close range weapons

age = 34

gray and black husky mix, pale blue eyes.

homosexual

current partner is Donovan but not necessarily romantic ones.

Theme: Sleeping beauty - a perfect circle.

always tired boi

my own non cannon notes I like to think...

my theme for Travis would be Lost - Linkin Park.

I WOULD HAVE GIVEN HIM HALF THE AGE HE'S GOT BASED ON WHAT HE DRAWS

My boyfriend, Daud...went missing three years ago. At the age of 21. I approached the abandoned building, thanks to a tip from a friend saying he might have saw him here. Hopefully he's here, if not, I'll keep fucking searching. No biggie. Before I could take another step, a bag was placed over my head...and I was hunched on someones furry shoulder....it wasn't daud's...for sure.

The bag was eventually taken off...and I was face to face with a white/tan and black utonagan husky mix...clad in black tactical pants and a bloody tank top. He raised his hand to strike me, but I spoke up first.

"WAIT! Before you kill me...let me ask a question."

"What damnit?" Donovan snapped.

"Before you torture me, answer me this...do you know or work with a guy named Daud....I got a tip from someone saying he's a mercenary who hangs out here."

Donovan gaze softened a little...

"Yeah...why....you know him or something?"

"Yeah...I guess you could say that...."

Donovan was about to speak again...but cut off by the click of a 1911.

"Untie him....and give him to me." I heard....a very....family....deep and soothing voice. Daud.

I knew it was him before he revealed himself....his muscular strong furry coyote build showing under that black Tshirt of his...he was also wearing some white sweatpants....and with that...Donovan gave me to Daud...who carried me over his furry shoulder to his room in this so called abandoned building inhabited by mercenaries.

"I'll explain everything....just later."

"Alright...I'm not in a rush.''

We went into his room...he set me down on his bed...and started to clean his handgun....

After an hour he was still cleaning.

"Can we talk now?"

I heard a grunt in response.

"You still...l-love me right?"

He turned towards me...threw his shirt off in a heartbeat....and started to kiss me...I took my shirt off aswell.

"Guess that's a yes...."

He told me everything...about the cage fights...the scar under his eye....everything.

"Oh buddy...I love you....P-please...don't ever leave me again."

"Don't worry....not planning on it anytime soon..."

I cuddle in my coyote's arms all night....as he whispered sweet nothings into my ear.

Just Like Old Times.

cannon notes....blame the owner not the dog

asexual

age 24

coyote x gshep

cannon theme - the 69 eyes - wasting the dawn...

my lil non cannon theme...

swing swing by the American rejects cause it talks bout being alone and that's what he is 😭 he a silent boy in my opinion too.

maggots ty link for him.

sorry for it to be short I just have school and all.