Dennis who is just such a sleepy pup, but also can't stand not being included in anything and everything.
(CW: light somno, puppy play)
Robby and Dennis just got back from their shifts, and Jack had the night off. For the whole ride home, Dennis was fading fast, half asleep leaned on Robby's arm. The minute they got home, Robby guided him to bed and stroked his cheek with his knuckles as he fell asleep.
Robby heard the taletale sound of Jack's crutches down the hall and smiled to himself before meeting him halfway to the bedroom.
"Is Den not with you?" Jack asked once they were done with their little greeting kiss.
Robby gestured to the cracked bedroom door. "He's sleepy tonight. Passed out the minute he laid down."
Jack tutted. "Shame. I was gonna put him through the mattress tonight."
Robby grinned. "Well, guess / get your full attention tonight."
Jack chuckled into the sloppy kiss they immediately shared. They stumbled into the bedroom, shushing each other for Dennis's sake, but also knowing he was a pretty heavy sleeper and they could probably get away with a lot. They would just do it on the couch, but getting old meant getting less flexible.
Jack had Robby under him, laughing into his kisses and whispering disgusting things in his ear while pounding into him, when they heard a sad little whine. Dennis gave them his very best pout, big blue eyes sad and sleepy, from his side of the bed.
Robby immediately cooed at him, which Jack was sure was the reason for his spoiled little attitude. "I'm sorry, pup. Go back to sleep. We'll be quieter."
"Without me?" Dennis mumbled in a tiny voice.
Jack chuckled. "Oh, baby. You're barely awake right now. We'll take care of you in the morning."
A few very convincing whines from Dennis, and Jack relented. He was easy, he couldn't help it. Besides, their pup always looked so cute when he slept. Jack would be lying if he said he had never thought about this.
Once Robby finished, Jack was careful to keep his own release at bay.
Robby cuddled up against Dennis, who was already basically asleep, while Jack set to prepping him. Apparently, he took a really fucking long time, because Dennis was back asleep in Robby's arms by the time he was ready.
"I feel mean," Jack chuckled, lined up but not pushing in yet. He stroked Dennis's smooth tummy. "He looks really peaceful. I don't wanna bother him."
Robby ran a hand through his curls. "He'll just wake up begging for it tomorrow. May as well get it out of his system tonight."
Dennis made a few tiny little sounds, and briefly woke up for some kisses and to sleepily mumble, "right there...yes, fuck, yeah." He writhed in the sheets, making that little sound he always did when he was right on the edge.
"You think he can come in his sleep?" Robby hummed, rubbing his hands over their sweet, sleepy pup.
PLEASE MORE ABUSED WEREWOLF DENNIS IM BEGGING IM BEGGING IM ON MY KNEES PLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLS
say less anon :P
appearance wise i imagine dennis to be generally smaller than your typical wolf; the lack of proper nutrition growing up severely stunting his growth however he is VERY well built. due to spending his youth turned over-night, he’d regularly have to scare predators off the property to protect his pack aka the livestock, so he’s used to fighting things like coyotes. this adds onto the obscene amounts of scars on his shifted form, with one of his ears being half gone and one of his legs having a permanent limp due to having gotten a nasty bite which never got treated.
this adds onto his terrified behaviour around robby and jack when they all shift together for the first time because his only experiences around other canid predators was fighting and he knows he’s not strong enough to fight back, hence the submissive behaviour to try dissuade them from hurting him (which they never would). ofc the two older wolves see this and take their time with him, mostly with jack approaching him as his slightly smaller form and missing hind limb makes him appear as less of a threat to dennis’ hindbrain. robby however takes awhile before he can get close without the younger running away as he is large even by werewolf standards, so instead he resorts to hunting for dennis, dropping off rabbits or picking out the most nutrient-dense organs from larger hunts to specifically gift to dennis. overtime the steady supply of food combined with the lack of stress when shifted allows his wolf to flourish, growing a thick curly blonde coat which the other two simply can’t stop grooming as the curls leave him a shaggy look.
the one aspect that never changed is dennis’ control though. his human and wolf minds are simply too separated for too long, so jack and robby go out of their way to teach him werewolf social customs when not shifted; scent marking people, how territory works, what certain sub-vocal sounds mean, better ways to handle his senses etc. and slowly he starts to accept these parts of himself, not as being some sort of demon that possessed him as a child, but instead as a natural part of himself. he learns the science behind lycanthropy and begins to really flourish, though it doesn’t stop the nightmares of his brothers beatings and the exorcisms that were performed on him as a child that lead to him waking up in utter terror and praying desperately for forgiveness.
he got bit at an extremely young age, thinking like 7 years old, when he snuck out to the barn one night. he parents came out when they heard him screaming and shot the wolf but it didn’t go down and that’s how they knew it wasn’t a normal wolf. being out in the countryside, they’d known about supernatural-esque stuff so they immediately knew what dennis now was. but with their extreme religious takes, they essentially now viewed dennis as being possessed by a demon.
he wasn’t allowed in the house anymore, wasn’t allowed to interact with other kids outside of school hours. and since he was essentially stuck outside overnight, dennis’ natural instincts would prompt him to turn every single night rather than just on the full moon to protect himself from the cold and he essentially became the guardian dog of the farm. he would eat the scraps his family through out or the rodents he could catch around the barn, but he’d never touch the farm animals. when the nights were particularly brutal it was the sheep and the cattle that he’d curl up with for warmth. they were his pack. and because of this, dennis would have no control over his behaviour when shifted. his wolf had had no positive experiences with humans (his brothers would regularly torment him when shifted), yet plenty of positive experiences around other animals, he acts purely off instincts when shifted since he wasn’t taught how to merge the wolf and the human side of him like other werewolves.
he doesn’t even meet any other werewolves until he’s at the ptmc, when he meets robby and jack. he doesn’t even clock them as wolves because his own wolf and him are so disconnected, he only realises when jack and robby invite him to join them on the full moon. he says yes but is absolutely shitting himself. he never remembers anything when shifted and it afraid of hurting someone or embarrassing himself, ever since he’s been in pittsburgh he’s been locking himself up in a sewer to shift so the open woodlands that robby drives them to is very different. they can obviously tell that he’s nervous so they simply try and keep him calm, and when he shifts it’s becomes obvious why.
he’s submissive. like painfully terrifyingly submissive. he doesn’t let either of them get close and when they do he immediately drops to the floor showing his belly and whining like an unsocialised puppy. they also note the scarring on his body and immediately take him in.
it becomes routine, he joins them on every full moon (whether he wants to or not) and they begin to teach him how to actually be a werewolf, hunting with him, play fighting, grooming, the whole thing. it also translates into their work. jack becomes just as handsy with him as robby, both of them scent marking him constantly, checking up on him when he’s doing perfectly fine, jack even starts calling him pup. they become their own little ragtag pack of misfits.
whether it stays platonic or becomes something else is up to you but yeh.
dennis forced edging ... im thinking like abbot/robby (or both) are usually in charge of buying batteries or charging dennis vibrators (cuz half of the time its them using it on dennis, not dennis alone.)
one day where rabbot are working together they give dennis the permission to get off alone, so dennis happily does... hes in the middle of it, almost reaching a mind blowing orgasm and then ... the vibrator suddenly dies. dennis clicks on the button a bunch of times and he accepts its dead. he reaches for another one and the same thing happen - it dies when dennis is almost there, dennis cries in frustration and he realize rabbot where just playin with him, they would never ever let the younger men have an orgasm alone ..
They really would do that,,, ugh I love mean Rabbot
MDNI, +18! Trans!Dennis <3
Dennis gets so excited when he finally has permission to play by himself. Robby and Abbot are at work, and they left after giving him so many kisses, and whispered permission that he could use the toys as much as he wanted. He sleeps in for a little while after they leave, but once he's up, he's ready.
He strips down and lays in their bed, teases himself, shivering and hypersensitive, and finally starts using one of the vibes. His hips roll with it, thighs clenching as he warmed himself up, head tossing back as he ground against it just right.
And then it putters to a stop. He blinks, sits up, clicks the button a few times. Dead.
He huffs. His skin thrums, winding down unwillingly as he goes to get the other vibrator out of the dresser, and starts all over. Just as he's getting somewhere, a little faster now that he'd already played, it beeps loudly, signaling it's low battery, and then stops.
He groans, slumps against the bed. This is annoying, but clearly just coincidence.
He tries the third, and final, vibrator. It barely lasts a minute before quitting on him, and now, soaking wet, tense and staticky and hurting so bad, needing some relief. Angrily, hands shaking, he grabs his phone and texts the groupchat with Robby and Abbot.
Dennis: Did you guys not charge the toys?? pls where are the cords to charge pls psl
They get back to him a few minutes later.
Robby: Hi baby :-). We did not charge them.
Jack: We also took the cords! Love you <3
Dennis threw his phone across the room, squished his face into the pillow, and screamed.
rocky's crew dying from radiation exposure, something humans go to great lengths to prevent and are very scared of and grace's crew dying in their "sleep" with nobody watching, something eridians go to great lengths to prevent and are very scared of. cool book that is easy to read through your tears.
Knowing that Eridians have much longer lifespans, and also he can't be at every school on the planet at once, Ryland Grace decides to record a bunch of entertaining science lessons with Rocky's help.
Hundreds of years later, Eridian kids still get excited when the substitute teacher rolls in the 3D shape projector, because they know they're in for an episode of Friend Grace the Science Ace.
i headcanon Adrian to be an environmental landscaper and architect, who designs clothes for fun because they're just that talented and badass. they spearheaded the making of Grace's biodome and his erid-cultural closet lol
Robby is waking up in a motel room halfway through Ohaio when gests the first text from Dennis. It's a pic of his coffee machine with the caption: "It's giving out dying noises, you should replace it".
"That old lady is just fine, makes great coffee." Robby types back.
Sure better than the dishwater they serve at this fuckass motel cafeteria.
"I'm not arguing about her skills, but maybe let her retire instead of work her to death like a race horse?"
Robby can't help but chuckle at the persistence. Still, he's not going to be goaded into ditching perfectly working machine and waste his money over something that sure will be less efficient. Nowadays kids and their consumerism...
"Let it go, kiddo. I have sheets older than that."
Robby sips his horrible coffee, sure with his last text he ended the discussion.
You can imagine his face when the next text from the boy goes: "Well maybe your sheets aren't getting as much action, sir. 😌 "
Robby slams the money on the counter and walks out, puts on his helmet, hops on his bike. Direction: Pittsburgh. There's a brat in his house that needs to understand how good can old things work.
Yknow the lil fanfic trope where a character, usually non-human, purrs like a cat. In this case it would obviously be Rocky but what if it was Grace instead hear me out-
It’s been so long since I got to see a thing and think: wow yeah this could only happen on tumblr. This is one such thing and I had to contribute. Let Simon have a weird fucked up religious sorta relationship with Grace! This man has issues!! He’s never been off a space station!! The Hail Mary is literally as close as he could imagine as heaven!!!!!!