#royalvision

He doesn't exactly stare at people but... he stares at people. He's pretty subtle about it. It's more analyzing than anything.

This is especially true when Eye is fighting. He's there, watching for any moment that Eye might need help. If he ever does, Vista is ready and knows the right time to jump in and save Vista.

He has a habit of scratching things. People, furniture, armor, items- just about anything he finds at the moment. He doesn't feel a shred of guilt afterwards either, even if gets him in trouble.

Similarly to Eye, he fold pretty quickly. But the difference is that he folds when Eye starts being mean, but in an affectionate way

He makes biscuits too. Usually on Eye or something that has to do with Eye.

"Vista." Eye called out, tone clearly annoyed.

Vista only hummed in acknowledgement, glancing over to see what had Eye so fed up- oh.

Eye held up one of his shirts, which had become a favorite of Vistas for the singular reason of making biscuits into it.

The only real issue here was that Vista had gone a little overboard and had cut and pulled loose a lot of the stitching holding the shirt together.

"In my defense, I was locked in on that and I missed you." Vista held up his hands, looking only slightly guilty.

Eye didn't budge, still looking very annoyed.

"Aw come onnn, it's fineee- I get you a new one."

"This is the fifth time you've had to replace one of my clothes because you destroyed it."

Vista moved suddenly, leaning forward and grabbing Eye by the wrist to pull him down on the couch with him.

From there, Vista simply curled up around Eye.

"Come onnn... I'm sorry okay? Forgive me?" Vista smiled softly, a soft and barely audible purr beginning to fester within Vista.

Eye, of course, got flustered and mumbled out a "Yeah yeah." before giving in and beginning to put a hand on Vista soft ears.

He purrs a lot. Mostly when around Eye and when he's cuddling him. Off guard. Vulnerable. Eye thinks it's the most adorable thing in the world.

Vista says "Nya" randomly just to be annoying. Eye made fun of him once and Vista has never let it go.

Vista will make random cat sounds. They're sort of involuntary, but sometimes he does them on purpose.

The main ones that happens involuntarily is a startled meow or hissing. But both of those don't happen very often.

The main one he does on purpose is purring. It's like a way of showing that he trusts the person enough to be vulnerable and allow it to happen.

Vista gets this smug grin every now and then, and it shows off the little fangs he has.

Vista's tail sometimes curls around Eye. And by sometimes I mean a lot.

Vista gets the instinct to knock things over. Sometimes he listens to his instincts, sometimes he doesn't. But when he does, he sighs and realizes that he has to pick it back up and clean whatever mess it made.

“THE CORNER”

Eye had yelled at Vista, who was staring up at him pouting.

You see, just moments ago, the two were hanging out peacefully, the eyeball’s shaggy tail wagging in excitement at Vista’s presence, but the former had received a call, forcefully having to remove himself away from the blonde.

Vista hadn’t noticed at first, staring all too intensely at his own phone, but as his own tail had reached across to wrap itself around Eye’s arm, the disappearance became glaringly obvious. So in his panic, he had shot up and ran off the couch, his cat tail swishing wildly behind him, knocking over several things in process, including Eye’s favourite photo frame that hung on the wall. The glass shattered, the paper ripping to shreds.

Eye had come running in at the sound, staring in shock at shattered glass and a very guilty looking Vista.

And now they were here.

A very annoyed puppy against a very guilty and desperate kitty.

“PLEASE”

Eye glared at the blonde cat.

“SHOO, to the corner. I’m putting you in timeout”

The puppy started pushing the cat hybrid towards a random corner, the cat in question clinging desperately onto the former’s arm.

“No.. I don’t wanna”

“TOO BAD”

“PLEASEEEE”

“NO”

“Fine,” Vista said as he ‘walked’ [stomped] towards the corner, plopping down, “I’ll be waiting. Right here.”

The hybrid stared at the blonde, noting the almost smug tone in the other’s voice.

Honestly, this guy.

But the longer he stared into Vista’s eyes, the yellow and purple looking at him with such intensity, his resolve began to slowly crumbled.

“Still waiting…”

His bottom lip trembled, his face contorting into something unintelligible.

“Fine. Help me clean up.”

Vista shot up, “THANK YOU THANK YOU.”

As they brushed away the broken pieces of glass, gathered the torn pieces of paper, Eye felt Vista’s gaze upon him, heat rising up his neck.

“Is there something on my face?,” his tail wagged despite his attempts at control.

Vista raised an eyebrow, as the blonde’s own tail began to trail up Eye’s arm, “Can’t I stare at my beautiful partner?”

The puppy shivered at the other’s advances, rendered practically speechless.

“No words? Puppy?”

Eye squeaked.

A full high pitch loud squeak.

“Oh?”

He pulled his arm away from Vista in embarrassment, flushed, backing away slowly towards the very corner.

“N-No, NO- I’m still mad at you, stay where you are-“

Vista stood up as well, tail swaying behind him purposefully, as he inched closer.

“Vista-“

The blonde walked closer, backing the other into the corner, with a very little chance of escape. The tai wrapped around the puppy’s waist, almost as a lock to keep him still.

The puppy in question? His tail wagged aggressively behind him, breathing heavy as his arms stick to his sides, gripping at the wall.

“Do you forgive me now?”

Eye gulped.

“C’mon… puppy,” Vista brought his face closer to Eye’s, tail tightening around his waist, hands intertwined and pressed against the wall.

Dammit.

The blonde knew exactly what he was doing and Eye- he was exactly where he wanted to be.

His eyes glanced from the others lips to his eyes, and then back to his lips.

And then Vista smiled, cruel and wicked yet so devastatingly charming-

Soft lips brushed against his.

Vista was kissing him.

Him. KISS?????

The blonde bit his bottom lip slightly, Eye letting out a gasp at sharpness of the other’s fangs. It was- he didn’t dislike it, he actually liked it a lot.

Whines left his mouth, as Vista sucked at his lips, tongue slipping in, devouring the sounds that escaped. The slow push and pull elicited gasps, tongue exploring his mouth with utter devotion as air continuously left his lungs. Eye kept patting Vista’s back, but the latter refused to leave his mouth, rather he moved his hands to his neck, pulling him closer.

Despite losing himself in the pleasure of the kiss, biological instinct took over, pushing the cat away, hard. Vista stumbled back, but his tail still hung loosely around Eye’s waist, a faint string of saliva snapping in between. His own tail was raised high up, a betrayal of his thoughts by his body’s physiology. The puppy brought his fingers up to his lips, slightly feeling the wetness on them.

And Vista? He looked absolutely smug, smirking slightly, ignoring his own disheveled appearance to admire Eye’s state.

”Aren’t you looking good?”

”Shut up-“

”No I don’t think I will, I think I’d rather do this.. activity some more.”

Before he knew it, Vista had pulled him for another kiss, slower than before, but just as hungry. They were on the couch, Eye laying below Vista, losing himself in the intensity, his brain utterly and completely fried. Tails intertwined, as arms brought each closer to the other. Many minutes had past, their session showed no clear sign of stopping.

Eventually they separated, the cat wiping the drool of the puppy’s lips using his thumb, as he got off.

”I think I've proven how sorry I am, wouldn’t you say? Am I forgiven, yet?”

Eye shook his head, breaking out of his stupor, blinking slowly, “Uh- sure, yeah ok.”

Vista pushed Eye onto the couch, fingers lightly lingering on the latter’s chest.

“Hmm.”

He could see the way his beloved’s fingers clawed into the arm rest and how his legs tensed up, but Vista especially noticed the prominent blush that taken place on the other’s face.

Adorable.

But there was no time for adorable, no. Eye had been prancing all day, far too happy, far too…

“Are you scared, puppy?”

Vista had an almost sinister smile on his face, which seemed to only rile the other up more.

“..no.”

He brought his face closer to the other, being his hands up to caress the other’s face. It was warm to the touch smooth. Vista’s thumbed traced the jawline, watching as Eye almost trembled.

“Do you want this? I need an answer, my dear .”

He heard an audible gulp, an almost dopey expression on Eye’s face, “More than anything.”

Vista didn’t hold back, crashing his lips onto the others, teeth sinking and pulling. He had felt Eye freeze, but that didn’t stop him, the slow push and pull, till it was eventually reciprocated. Eye’s hands gripped at his waist, while his own arms wrapped around the latter’s necks deepening the kiss.

Almost vulgar sounds of kiss filled the room, each slowly running out of breath. Vista did try to pull away at one point, but Eye.. oh his lovely Eye, pulled him right back in, gripping his neck, ignoring the saliva dripping down their chins.

Alas, they both needed oxygen, so they separated a thin stretch of saliva connected their glistening lips.

Eye licked his lips, staring almost greedily at Vista’s. But the blond, noticing the other’s gaze, smiled in subtle cruelty, as he wipes his lips with his slip hopping of Eye’s lap and out of the house.

He hears a faint, yet very loud complaint, but chooses to ignore it.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by giving him headpats when he's done something well.

Vista doesn't miss how happy it makes him, ears flattening as Eye stared at Vista like he was watching him place each individual star in the sky.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by purposely but subtly posing for him, on occasion giving him a small wink when Vista catches him staring.

Vista smiled at how flustered Eye gets every time, staring anywhere but Vista and in some cases pulling down his beanie to cover his eyeball.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by casually throwing around the words “my puppy” around people when referring to Eye.

Vista just loves the way it makes Eye’s tail wag, and purposely emphasizes the word "my".

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy with a simple whisper of two little words, “good boy”, and watches as he struggles to contain himself.

Eye fails almost instantly, running around excitedly and practically jumping off the walls.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by gifting him a collar, telling him how much it suits him.

Vista began to blush when Eye's tail began to thump loudly against the floor, as he had kneeled and practically begged Vista to put it on him.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by gently tugging it afterwards, asking if it's a good size.

Eye nodded frantically, meekly whispering how much he loved the singular word on it, the ones that read “Vista's ♡”.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by mentioning a month later how he'd get Eye a matching leash for him as a “joke”.

Vista knew damn well it wasn't a joke when Eye was frantically gripping onto his own tail, trying to hide how badly it wanted to wag.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy when he's bored and tugging on his collar into a small corner behind a curtain.

He leaned in and whispered, “We've got 5 minutes. I say we make them count, huh puppy?” before their tongues made contact.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by still pulling him closer when he hears how much Eye is panting for air like a true puppy, still desperately chasing the taste of Vista's mouth.

Vista only looked mildly annoyed when someone pulled back the curtain to find them on the floor, Eye on top of Vista and barely finding the strength to stop and hold whatever decency he had left in his mush of a brain.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by calmly standing up and straightens his clothes as if nothing happened, face still flushed red. He mouthed over to Eye to meet him later in their room.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by flashing him a smile every time they made eye contact as if his tongue hadn't been working to explore every square inch of his mouth not 10 minutes ago.

Eye had been sheepily following Vista around like a lost puppy, clearly still wanting more of his affection.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by slowly walking to their room, taking his sweet time as Eye followed, the anticipation killing him.

Eye practically threw himself onto Vista feet the moment their bedroom doors closed, ready to beg for more kisses if needed.

Pretty princess Vista teasing his puppyboy by giving a small tug to his collar, whispering in a sultry tone, “Good boy, waiting so patiently. Come get your treat. My good boy deserves it”.

Herding instincts

Eye has a shit sleep schedule. But somehow, Vista's was so much worse.

So naturally, Eye starts getting antsy when he feels it's bed time, and starts subtly trying to herd Vista to bed.

“Eye, why do you keep pushing me to the edge of the couch? You have the entire half of it all to yourself bro.” Vista whined, getting squished into the edge cushion of the couch.

“...it's bedtime.” Eye whispered, giving Vista another little nudge.

“Wha- Eye we don't even know what time it is in the overworld-” Vista began, trying to push back against Eye.

“Nuh uh. Go to bed. It's bedtime”

“...fine…” Vista figures it better to just indulge in Eye’s strange habits.

That, and Eye will get pouty and refuse to do anything for a solid ten minutes because he's upset about arguing.

Big dog thinks he's a lap dog

I don't remember if I mentioned this in one of my other puppy boy hcs, but he's one of those big dogs that think they're a little dog and will flop on top of their owners.

"Oh, hey, Eye- holy shit-" Vista didn't get to finish his sentence as the air was knocked out of him as a result of an incredibly high amount of weight suddenly flopping over on top of him.

He struggled to take a breath so he could speak, hand frantically tapping the weight while trying to shimmy out from beneath it.

"Eye- fuck- get off dude you weigh like 200 pounds or something-" It was only a rough estimate, considering Eye had shifted into a slightly bigger version of himself at the moment.

"Mmmm- nah. You're warm." A rather relaxed voice came from the man that was curled up on top of Vista.

This mother f-

"Can you at least move so I can breathe?" Vista did his best to take another breath, his lungs struggling to expand with the newfound weigh on them.

"Mmmm- nah." Eye spoke up once more, but shuffled around. Anyway do that his weight was more evenly distributed, hence giving Vista an easier time to breathe.

Asshole.

Now how the hell is Vista gonna get up and do anything?

So much fucking shedding

Bernese mountain dogs have a double coat. And they shed year round, but have super heavy shedding times in the summer and the fall.

Yeah, their home is absolutely covered in fur.

"Eye, for fucks sake, can you start brushing your tail outside? Or at the very least in the bathroom? Your fur is literally everywhere dude." Vista nearly gagged when he found straight up clumps of fur on the kitchen floor.

"My tail isn't even out that often." Eye whined. "How's it getting everywhere."

A genuine question. A stupid one too, because the answer was painfully obvious.

"Because you keep summoning your tail to wag it whenever I say anything remotely nice to you." The Enderian deadpanned.

"That's not true!" Eye defended himself from these clearly false accusations.

"Yeah, sure." Vista rolled his eyes. "Just clean it up and do what I asked, m'k?" He walked up to Eye with a broom in hand, kissing Eye on the forehead and placing the broom in his hands.

Vista couldn't help but smile as he walked away, hearing a rhythmic thump, thump, thump against the kitchen counter.

Stupidly strong, but especially when he's pulling something heavy

It was a known fact to anyone with more than 3 braincells that Eye was strong as hell. Even if he didn't have his mace, he was still a recognized threat to anyone and everyone, and could definitely handle himself in a fight.

Which is why it was no surprise to Vista when Eye was also just plain old strong.

Any time he needed help carrying something, Eye was there to lift the weight off his shoulders. Anytime he needed someone to open a very stubborn jar, Eye would open it with a small teasing remark.

Which is why this moment was so confusing for Vista.

Eye couldn't lift something, for once. It was a tree. Sure. He could've broken it down into smaller pieces and out the entire thing in his inventory, but Eye was being stubborn and insisted he could move it.

This probably wouldn't have been an issue if it was an oak tree or maybe even a birch tree...but an old growth Taiga tree???

That thing was easily 30 blocks tall! There was no way Eye was picking that thing up!

And for the most part, Vista was right. Try as he might, Eye couldn't lift the tree.

Just as Vista was about to yell at Eye to just cut the damn thing already, he suddenly threw his hands up in surrender.

"I didn't want to have to do this...but..." Eye said, taking a chain and putting it around the base of the tree.

No fucking way he was planning on pulling the damn thing, right?

Vista's fears were confirmed when Eye tied the chain to a lead and the lead around his shoulder and chest.

"Eye, stop, you're gonna hurt yourself." Vista began to protest, approaching Eye but stopped dead in his tracks when Eye began to move forward and-

The tree began to follow.

How the actual FUCK was he doing this?

You mean to tell Vista that Eye couldn't pick the tree, but he could haul it along like a sled dog just fine? Really?

"I'm...I'm not even gonna question this. Good job, Eye! Get it over there!" Vista called out, pointing to the area they had wanted to move the tree to.

Eye, with his tail happily wagging behind him at the praise, moved faster towards the area Vista was pointing at.

Can you guys tell I really like puppy boy Eye?