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I know u

Really who r u?? シ

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I love you

!?!?!?!?🤣 u too(?)

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thank you so much for sending requestssssss I see u♡

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heyy i loved the nsfw alphabet! it made me wonder how u imagine Pawbert x femr first time together would be like?? thanks 🫰🤔

Thank you for your requestttt anon♡ Mmm… Because he’s like that, for the first time you’d have to take the lead at the start and really try hard! But since he’s a feline, his cock has barbs/spines on it, so he ends up taking the lead and it turns into an instant-loss thing i think🤣🤣

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Hiiiiii thank you so much for reacting to my blog♡ I’ve been busy and i couldn’t post anythingggg😭😭 But i see all your lovely requests!!! I’d be happy if u wait💖 I’M literally SURPRISED that Pawbert is early 30 i thought he be 20 or something Tica

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How r u

I’m pretty good and you?? :)

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Do you intend to do a Pawbert nsfw alphabet? im loving ur blog thx

Thank youuuuuuuuu anon✨ I wanted to write this so I’m glad that u inspired me💖🥺 Enjoy<3 Pawbert x fem!reader Alphabet (NSFW) A = Aftercare Regular Pawbert is pure sweetness. The moment you’re done, he pulls you into his arms, nuzzling close and whispering “Love you…” against your ear while gently stroking your back. He showers kisses all over your forehead, nose, and cheeks. If you’re tired, he’ll run you a bath or grab you a drink, he refuses to let you just pass out without making sure you’re taken care of. He might even gently lick your skin clean with that soft tongue of his… Finally, he wraps his tail around your waist and falls asleep holding you tight.

B = Body part On you: Your lips and waist. He’s obsessed with kissing you, sometimes he just stares at your mouth with the softest smile. He loves gripping your waist because it’s perfect for holding you close, and he adores the little sounds you make when he does. Also quietly obsessed with your chest; he can’t keep his hands (or mouth) off it. On himself: His ears. He gets instantly sensitive when you touch or blow on them, and while he blushes like crazy, he secretly loves it.

C = Cum Normal amount, but he’s incredibly considerate. If he wants to finish inside, he always checks first with a shy “Inside, okay?” If it’s outside, he loves your stomach or chest, afterward he’ll trace it with his finger, give an embarrassed little grin, and mumble “Pretty.”

D = Dirty Secret He loses it when you’re waiting in bed wearing nothing but his oversized shirt… or a pair of cat-ear headbands. Just seeing you like that makes him lose self control.

E = Experience He’s virgin before he met you. He’s probably the type to nervously say “It’s… my first time, sorry if I’m bad at this…?” on your first night together. Everything feels new and special with you.

F = Favorite Position Missionary or you on top. Missionary lets him watch your face and kiss you constantly; when you ride him he genuinely whispers “You’re so cute I could die…” Spooning from behind, holding you close while moving slow and deep, is another favorite.

G = Goofy Sweet and romantic most of the time, but if you tease him he immediately gets flustered and starts giggling. He’ll let out an embarrassing moan and go “S,stop that…!” while laughing and smiling like an idiot.

H = Hair Always clean and soft. He grooms carefully so he never scratches or discomforts you. When you compliment his fur with a casual “Your coat feels nice,” his tail starts wagging and he looks ridiculously proud.

I = Intimacy This is everything to him. He stares into your eyes, murmurs “You’re everything to me,” intertwines your fingers, and says your name over and over between kisses. He needs that constant emotional connection.

J = Jack Off He does it when you’re away, always thinking of you (and some secret fantasies he’d never admit). Right after, he texts you something like “Miss you… wanna see you soon.”

K = Kink Light restraint, ear licking/nibbling, sweet praise, endless kissing. If you whisper “I love this part of you, Pawbert…” his ears turn bright red and his rhythm completely falls apart.

L = Location The bed is his safe haven, but he’s weak for spontaneous moments on the living room couch or kitchen counter. Shower sex? The second you say “Wanna join me?” he’s already stripping.

M = Motivation Neck kisses, hearing you call his name in that needy voice, when you hug him from behind, seeing you in his clothes, sleepy morning kisses.

N = No He can’t bring himself to say anything harsh or mocking, even as roleplay. The idea of using words that might sting later makes him uncomfortable enough to avoid it entirely.

O = Oral Loves both giving and receiving. When he goes down on you, he takes his time, watching every reaction with pure adoration. When you go down on him, his ears fold back and he whimpers “…Feels too good…” If you ever teased him while he’s on the phone with someone, he’d panic-whisper “S-stop…!” but secretly feel it ten times more.

P = Pace Starts slow and gentle, gradually speeding up when you beg “More…” He’s amazing at matching your rhythm so you finish together.

Q = Quickie Morning before going out/work (at the mailroom), or halfway through a movie when you get clingy. Afterward he’ll mutter “…We’re gonna be late…” with the most satisfied grin.

R = Risk Normally he’s sensible, no public stuff (Excluding in-heat). But he’ll quietly enjoy the thrill of doing it in the next room while friends are over, whispering “Shh… keep your voice down…”

S = Stamina Easily 2, 3 rounds. First is tender, second gets a little more intense, third is exhausted but extra cuddly and sweet.

T = Toys He loves going shopping for them together and blushing the whole time. Totally fine with using them on you or you using them on him. Lately he loves teasing you with a vibe until you’re desperate.

U = Unfair He’s a menace at teasing—kissing and touching everywhere until you’re practically crying “Please, just…” But the moment you tease him back, he folds instantly.

V = Volume Sweet, breathy moans all the way—“Ah…”, “Right there…”, “Love you…” When you tell him “Your voice is so cute,” he buries his face in the pillow from embarrassment.

W = Wild Card Sometimes he’ll secretly hold you all night while you sleep. In the morning he wakes you with a shy “…Morning wood… sorry” and gently coaxes you into slow morning sex.

X = X-Ray Slightly longer than average, pretty shape, super sensitive. Twitches the second you touch it. The tip is especially weak, one lick and his hips start moving on their own.

Y = Yearning Wants you every day, but he’s good at holding back. If you say “I’m tired tonight,” he’s perfectly happy just cuddling until you fall asleep.

Z = Zzz Once you drift off first, he watches you with the softest smile, then quickly falls asleep himself. Morning always starts with a gentle “good morning” kiss.

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For: tica2213 From: envycore6666

Good Day, I was wondering I'm in like your themed using the lavender kindness of flowers, I see Pinterest sending Zootopia 2 loves these fans! 🌐🐱🐰🦊🐶 - 3nvee🖤

Awwww that’s so sweet💜 Dear 3nvee, I'm so happy💖✨ Also, thank you for always reacting to my posts! It’s amazing that you found me on Pinterest too.🥺  Love♡ Tica

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we want Pawbert SMUT anywayyyyyyyyyy

I’m writing it, and I feel the same way🤣🤣 someone write moreeeee

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Sorry it’s taking me a while to post. I see all your requests. I’d be happy if you could wait for me. Love you all ♡ Also, thank you so much for voting in my poll😆

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Which should I write for next post??

Pawbert x reader SFW

Pawbert x reader NSFW

Something else

Voting ended onDec 30, 2025

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I’m absolutely convinced that if it’s Christmas or their anniversary, and the reader wraps themselves up in ribbons and says they’re the present or shows up wearing a cute cat costume… Pawbert would definitely end up carrying you straight to the bed. No hesitation. Absolutely.

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One-Two-Three Pawbert x reader (NSFW)

Pairing: in heat!Pawbert x fem!reader Summary: After a tense, silent cab ride, Pawbert and the reader finally arrive at his tent. The moment the door closes, his suppressed heat instincts explode. Warning: explicit sexual content, including detailed descriptions of consensual adult intercourse, heat/rut instincts, light possessiveness, might be more :( A/N: Merry Christmas!!!! I hope you’re having a wonderful day!! Thank you for waiting!! I’m honestly not very confident when it comes to writing smut at all. I changed the setup a little for this one, but I really hope you enjoy this version! 💖Thank you so much for your request, @alemanista!!💖 💖Thank you very much for your amzing advice, @glittercupcake-rawwr💖 You guys truly motivated me to finally write NSFW🤣 Enjoy <3

The cab ride home was torture. The ride home was silent, the kind of silence that felt thick and heavy, like the air itself was pressing in. Pawbert sat in the back seat, rigid, staring out the window. Every time the car hit a bump, his jaw clenched, and you caught the faint tremor in his hands as he gripped his knees. You sat beside him, close enough to feel the heat radiating off his body, but not touching. Not yet. You didn’t speak. You didn’t dare. Every time your eyes met in the dim, passing streetlights, his pupils flared wider and he looked away with a shudder. When the cab finally stopped outside his tent, he paid with fumbling fingers and got out first, holding the door open for you without looking back. The second the door clicked shut behind you, the dam broke. Pawbert’s back hit the wall as he dragged you against him, mouth crashing into yours. His hands were everywhere—fisting in your shirt, sliding under it, claws pricking lightly at your skin as he pulled you closer like he couldn’t get close enough. “I’m sorry,” he rasped against your lips, voice wrecked. “I didn’t think this would happen. Not anymore. I thought I had it under control—”

That seemed to snap something in him. A low, involuntary sound rumbled in his chest—half growl, half whimper—and then he was moving. Not attacking, not like he’d feared earlier. Just closing the space between you in two strides, hands coming up to cup your face as he kissed you like he was drowning. It wasn’t gentle. It couldn’t be. His mouth was hot, desperate, teeth grazing your lower lip as he backed you against the nearest wall. You felt the full weight of how long he’d been holding back—every suppressed instinct, every time he’d forced himself to pull away—pouring out in the way he pressed against you, hard and trembling.

Clothes came off in frantic pieces—his jacket tossed aside, your dress pulled over your head, his belt unbuckled with shaking fingers. Every new inch of exposed skin drew another helpless sound from him. When your hands brushed the base of his tail, he bucked against you with a choked curse, burying his face in your neck. ‘‘God—you smell so good,” he breathed against your skin, voice wrecked. “Been driving me insane all night.” He lifted you easily, hands under your thighs, carrying you to the bedroom without breaking the kiss. The moment your back hit the mattress, he was over you, mouthing down your throat, your collarbone, teeth scraping just hard enough to make you gasp. His own shirt was gone now, and you could feel how burning hot his skin was, fur damp with sweat. You reached between you, palming him through his pants, and he jerked like he’d been shocked, hips stuttering forward into your hand. “Please,” he whispered, the word raw. “Need—need to be inside you. Can’t wait anymore.” ‘‘I’ll be so good for you’’ You nodded, breathless, helping him shove the rest of his clothes off. When he finally pressed against you—hot, thick, slick with how worked up he was—you both moaned at the contact. He pushed in slowly at first, trembling with the effort to hold back, eyes squeezed shut like it hurt to feel this much. But once he was fully inside, he lost it. His pace turned hard, deep, instinctive—hips snapping forward like he couldn’t help it. Every thrust dragged a broken sound from his throat, claws pricking lightly at your hips as he held you in place. You wrapped your legs around him, pulling him deeper, and he whined—actually whined—burying his face in your shoulder. “So good,” he panted against your skin. “You feel—fucking—perfect. Mine. All mine.” The heat made him vocal in a way he never was normally—growling your name, murmuring filthy praise between thrusts, telling you how long he’d wanted this, how hard it had been to hold back. When you clenched around him deliberately, he faltered, rhythm stuttering as he groaned long and low.

Afterward, he didn’t pull out. Just collapsed carefully on top of you, still trembling, nuzzling into your neck like he couldn’t bear to be apart even for a second. His breathing slowly evened out, the frantic edge finally dulled. “…Still in heat,” he mumbled eventually, voice hoarse but calmer. “Might need… round two. Or three.”

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Imagine being a servant of the Lynxley family. To Pawbert, you are the only place in that house that truly feels warm. If his family were to see you and him embracing or kissing and discover your relationship, they would warn him not to become romantically involved with a servant. Pawbert wouldn’t want to lose either you or his family. So instead, he’d secretly take you to his tent. His motorcycle is so attractive. He doesn’t sit you beside him; he pulls you close and has you ride behind him instead. He’s so tense that his driving nearly falters.

Personally, I kind of wish Pawbert would just take you and escape from his family altogether, though. A/N: this is rough draft of idea hope u like it<3 Also, I’m writing Pawbert smut pls wait for some time sorry for taking longgggg

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Stalker!pawbert x human!reader

Tags: stalking,paranoid reader,humans exist in zootopia but dont really live around zootopia,reader is from a wealthy family,pawbert puts on a act but secretly super obsessed with reader, none of the snake shit happened or nick and judy going in the ball, sexual assult, kidnapping. Reader is using she/her pronouns but still can be read by anyone♡

Summary: After attending a ball with your family. You realize you keep feeling someone or somethings presence more and more than usual. And strangely all the roads lead to pawbert, the socially awkward lynx you met prior at the ball.

A/n: this took me forever to write and im sorry if it's bad But if you dont like it dont read it ig also there probably miss spells n shit im to tired to fix them.

The sky was a soft puffy grey and the snow looked like marshmallows. It was probably because you were hungry. You hadn't eaten a lot since the 8 hour plane ride and 2 hour car ride to tundratown and finally to the Lynxley manor for a stupid ball that you had to attend with your family. You were staying for a month for a partnership(or so they say) that apparently your parents needed to deal with.

You remember all the headlines showing and knowing about your families arrival to zootopia, and the news talking about the treaty and partnership with the Lynxleys and your family. You know all the animals arent really fond of humans. From the killing and the trafficking and eating them, and wearing their skins. They still have tension from the past. You remember the first time traveling into zootopia and seeing all the animal species raising signs and protesting about humans being in zootopia. Saying slurs and wishing they would leave...

Arriving to the Lynxley manor and see the family waiting outside. Gulping down your anxiety and awaited the pointless conversations you saw butlers surrounding them waiting to get the luggage from the car and bringing to your supposed room probably. There was a older looking lynx male probably 50 to 60s which he looked like he was forcing a smile but who doesn't now a days. And 2 younger lynx which looked to be male and female.

One of the butlers opens the doors and sticks out their hand- or paw for you to take. It winced in disgust when you met their grip. The first thing you heard was the crunch of snow and the bite of cold biting at the apple of your cheeks. Suddenly a booming voice strikes out.

"Welcome to the Lynxley manor! Im glad to see you all! My names Milton and im glad to be making a great deal with you." He said shaking everyone's hand even yours. He looks straight at you

"And you must be the daughter of the family! Please let us show you guys to your rooms for the stay."

After walking inside it still seemed to be super cold in the manor. Well that makes since their probably are walking heaters and dont really get cold often.

While the older lynx was showing your parents around you started looking around and seeing portraits of lynx in a long hallway. It slowly turned from oil paintings to ink filled pictures from modern cameras. Stopping at the end of the hall and seeing the last portrait it was a younger looking lynx that had a awkward smile on his face. His appearance looked scraggly and unkept. And under the portrait it read "pawbert Lynxley".

'Well that's a weird name.'you thought to youself. Sounds like a made up cat pun someone thought up last minute.

Then suddenly the air shifted. Like the walls started moving into eachother. But the sensation of 2 dots burning in the back of you made you remember why your here. And you needed to get back to your parents and find your room.

The corset under your dress was uncomfortable to say the least. It was just a constant annoyance reminding you that you were at the ball. And it probably wasnt ending anytime soon. At least you were wearing a pretty dress. A bluish sparkly one to be exact.

A butler goes near you handing you a drink. Saying thank you and started walking around you started feeling a presence following you. Beads of sweat started forming on your temple as you walked faster to a random location.

Suddenly something hit you and your on the floor.

"Oh-oh my god i-im so sorry!" A awkward voice yells out.

And a soft big paw like hand grabs you and pulls you up. A lynx face fills your vision and you realize who hit you.

"I didn't see you i a-apologize!" He said awkwardly dabbing your dress with a greenish navy napkin from the spilled drink in your hand. You didn't realize it spilled.

"Oh, it's fine i should have seen were i was walking" you responded nervously. It's funny because nobody was in front of you when you were walking, and you were looking in front of you the whole time. And you realize it was the lynx you saw in the hall of paintings.

"You're pawbert Lynxley right?" You ask.

He perks up in surprise and starts shaking a bit.

"Y-you know who i am?"

"Well i dont really know you but i saw your painting in the hall." His smile drops

"Right, i forgot about the portraits heh"

He suddenly grabs your hand shaking it roughly up and down. "It's a pleasure to meet you...?-" He says implying for a name. After you told him he started shaking your hand even more roughly."-It's nice to meet you, im glad we met!" You pull your hand back agreeing.

"Im only here for a month. Im one of the humans that are staying here." He nodded

"I know!" His eyes widened.

"Not in a creepy w-way i mean i-i saw you on the news, you were very cute, i m-mean not like i think you're cute im just saying to your human standards you probably a-are-" he just kept rambling in embarrassment.

"It's ok! Im sure your probably handsome in lynx standards...? Right? Is that how you say it?" You interject. He sighed in relief.

"Yes, it is."

"Well it was definitely a pleasure to meet you, and i hope we see eachother again! Which I believe we will." You said giving his paw one more shake while walking away.

His ears droop down, "o-oh, yeah...cya i guess" he started walking in the other direction off to somewhere.

Walking up the flight of stairs to your room was so fucking tiring. But your parents wanted the best room for you throughout the entire Lynxley manor. The door came into view and when you opened it a smell came to your nose. Something sweet. Turning around and seeing your bed. It was a gift basket. With flowers. Not just any flowers, christmas roses. In all different colors. Which was very abnormal. And a bunch of sweets and candy. With a card in a shape of a heart sat neatly next to the gift basket that just said "from your secret admirer"

...creepy

But, you were in the mood to relax and eat some candy. You had a long day and traveling for a long time really did something to your sleep schedule.

Going into the bathroom connected to the big ass bedroom you didnt see a figure watching from the balcony.

Slipping your dress straps off your shoulders you turn the shower on making sure the temperature was just right for relaxation. The music from the gala still buzzing under your feet.

You hand your sparkly blueish dress on the hooks near the door. Now, bare and naked the water feels warm and fresh on your skin.

The shower had a glass door that was blurry and marbled.

You smelled the variety of shampoos and soap they had in the bathroom. Went from cool lavender to strawberry and vanilla scents. Grabbing the one you thought smelled best you started washing your hair, and body. Not noticing the black figure in the bathroom with you hiding, watching you.

The first time in forever you felt at peace and comfortable. Until it wasnt. As you got done with your shower and you were towel drying your hair,there was a beautiful pink silk nightgown you had packed that was super comfortable you had put on. But you felt the bedroom temperature drop when you walked and saw your balcony door open, the curtains flowing in the cold wind. Snow had started piling up on the soft carpet. And grey fur. You pick it up, soft and short. You smelled it, animal fur.

....creepy

Placing it in a bag and putting it on your nightstand, you didnt realize how shaky your body became from the creepiness and cold.

So you shut and lock the balcony door and lay down in the California king size bed and turn on the tv watching some sort of reality tv with a bunch of artic shrews. The heater came on as a sign of hope for your aching body. You slowly fell asleep, not knowing someone or something was still watching you. And a shadow began to fall over your form.

The clanking of plates woke you up. The butlers of the Lynxley manor came in with breakfast. All vegetable based items with a side of fish.

No beef, or pork....

Which was sad you forgot that those animals were sapient here. You missed beef and pork. Bacon....

But nevermind that you were starving. Digging in you saw a cupcake on the side on your nightstand with a heart note on it that read "something sweet for someone sweeter, love your secret admirer"

Weird....and very creepy coincidences that keeps happening.

But whatever, it looked delicious anyway. It had pink cake and white frosting with rainbow sprinkles, with a red cherry on top.

Someone definitely knew your taste in sweets.

There was nothing planned for the day just your parents going in a meeting with mr.Lynxley.

You were just walking around the manor looking outside watching the snow fall gently and hypnotizingly when you suddenly ran into someone.

"Hahh, we gotta stop meeting like this." A familiar voice rang out. Oh. Pawbert.

"O-oh pawbert, im so sorry. I didn't see you there.....again." You said sheepishly wiping off random dirt from your clothes. He was pushing a big cart full of mail.

"Well, im glad i ran into you anyway, i was hoping we could hangout, or just walk around together...maybeee" he said scratching the back of his furry neck.

"Well, arent you doing that?" You asked pointing to the cart.

"Oh! Yeah, i deal with the mail in my family. Which makes me pretty important." He said popping the p in important.

"Yeah i guess it does." You said looking around.

"What is there here thats fun? All ive mannage to find is fancy wallpaper and statues." You asked.

He popped up thinking and a bright idea came up in his head.

"Oh i know a fun place we could hangout, have you ever been in the Sahara Square in zootopia?" He asked.

"Sahara square?" You said confused. "Isn't that a desert?"

"Yes!" He replied getting closer,"cmon ill show you. I'm pretty sure you'll love it there." He said grabbing your hand running. "B-but what about your mail?" You yelled.

Pawbert apparently got his motorcycle license recently he seems like he knows what he's doing. The seat on the side of the motorcycle was to small for your human body so you had to ride behind pawbert. The entire time he was frozen. Like a stiff board.

Atleast his sweater was soft, and fluffy, or was that his fur.

His fur, it reminded you of something...it smelled and looked like the same fur that was on your bedroom floor back in the manor.

Goosebumps started rising on your skin, you couldn't leave now, your stuck in the middle of a desert with some lynx that you barley know of taking you somewhere that you've never been.

"Eh, you only live once," you thought.

"So this is my little hideout." Pawbert said opening the tents flap.

It was cool actually, a lot of cat stuff. A guitar, cat tree, yarn and milk. A cat toy? Damn.

"This is... actually kinda cool pawbert. I mean for you it's probably amazing. All this cat stuff is pretty cool." You said poking around the tent.

"Do you hang here often?" You asked. You turned around looking at him, but he seemed to just be in a staring trance. Then perked up.

"U-uh yeah, i come here mostly to get away from my family. I like some me time ya knoooo...?" He responded scratching the back of his ears.

"Yeah, no this is actually really cool. Omg you play the guitar!?" You realized. It had just hit you in the face. You ran up to the amp touching the nobs.

"Uh yeah, i try and practice every few days." He says walking to you.

"It must be hard to play though, right? You only got 3 fingers and claws on each hand- i mean paw." You said looking at his paws.

"Yeah it takes long practice to play a guitar, plus how big my paws are it took me a while to play only one note." He said laughing a little.

"What else do you have?" You asked walking to the cat toy. "Do you play with this a lot?" You say teasingly. It was a big tall cat toy with a fluffy purple ball at the end of it. You poke it and moved it up and down.

"Heh, maybe d-dont touch that." Pawbert warned.

You looked around and saw a button at the bottom of it. "Oooo, it can turn on?" You press it and it starts moving up and down.

Suddenly a growl rips out in the air and pawbert starts playing with the cat toy.

"Turn it off, turn it off turn it off turn it off Turn it off!" Pawbert yelled biting and clawing at the fluffy purple ball. You repress the button as the ball stops going up and down. "Wow pawbert. I didn't know you played like a actual cat."

Pawbert was on the floor panting with his paw on his chest.

"You wanna see my games?" He said getting up completely ignoring what just happened.

"Ooooo, you have videogames." You said following him to the other side of the tent.

He started pulling out controllers from a console brand you dont recognized. And a game called Crittercraft in block lettering. "This almost looks like minec-" "Minecraft? Yeah it's zootopia friendly they changed it because the human version was offensive for most animals here." He interject interrupting you.

"Oh yeah sorry about that heh." You apologized "were is your monitor i dont see where we can play?"

Pawberts eyes widen "oh yeah, i have a projector i use." He said running to the other side of the tent.

"It's a bit sandy but it will work." You sit on one of the bean bags and watch as he assembled the projector and crittercraft.

After a while he sits next to you.

"You ready to play Crittercraft." Pawbert asked. You nodded and started playing it.

There was no pets, no killing, no mobs, no nothing like minecraft at all. It was mainly mining and building and eating vegetables.

"This is nothing like Minecraft what did they do?" You laughed.

"Eh, a lot of animals can't handle human stuff." He replied.

As the sky turned from a light blue to an orange and finally to a beautiful dark navy with speckles of glowing white you decided you wantedto go back to the manor. "Damn pawbert this was pretty fun, but i think i should go back now ya know. My parent's are probably looking for me." You said getting up. He looked up sad

"Aw but we've barley done anything."

Your eyes widened in shock "pawbert it's dark outside!" You said, "take me back." You spoke walking outside the tent to his motorcycle.

He ran after you, "but maybe like 20 more minutes please?" He asked with sorrow. "I've missed you."

You turned around looking at him.

"Missed me? I barley even know you? What do you mean miss?" You asked walking up to him.

His eyes widened and he began to sputter out a explanation.

"I m-meant i missed seeing you around?-" he sighs "I know we've never met but i feel like I've known you my entire life." He said smiling awkwardly.

You scoff.

"Pawbert take me back." You replied strictly.

The ride back was tense. Pawbert was tense. The cold air was biting your supple face. But when you saw the manor the feeling of relief set in.

When he finally parked you got off the bike but suddenly a yell ripped through the manor.

"PAWBERT!" Familiar old voice yells. Milton Lynxley. Pawbert perked up scared.

"Yes Dad?" He replied his ears pinned to the back of his head scared.

"Don't you ever take the human out ever again. Do. you. understand. Me?" He said in a mean way. Pawbert nodded vigorously. "Come here darling the butler will escort you back to your quarters for the night." He motioned one of the animal butler as they started walking you to your room you saw pawbert look away sadly walking in the opposite direction again.

Your sheets felt nice. Warm even. They were silky and smooth. Something you could relax in finally. Ar least pawbert was nice. He seems cool even, sometimes he has those moments.

Moments.... you thought about it. The day, how it went, his grey fur.

Fur.... the fur on the nightstand you had.

You got up and saw it. As light grey as can be shining in the low lamp lighting, you grab it and open it out the baggy and smell it again.

Pawbert....no

It can't be right?

You put the fur back in the bag and try to sleep for the night.

Pawbert was silently standing over your sleeping form watching you. Your chest gently falling up and down signifying him that you were peaceful at the moment. Lust and obsession filled his gaze on you. His hooded eyes trailed down your face all down your neck, body, and finally bare feet.

He was fascinated.

In his right paw he had a black bottle with the words chloroform in white bold letters. And in the other paw he had a dish rag.

He quietly started unscrewing the black bottle full of the sweet smelling chemical, and started pouring it on the neatly folded dish rag.

He quietly kneeled down towards your face and almost started breathing heavily trying to smell you more.

The entire time he was shaking from the adrenaline and excitement in his body.

He silently put the rag near your face and clamped it down your mouth and nose.

You started groaning weirdly and tried moving your head thrashing from the chemical.

After you calm down and stopped moving, and after pawbert made sure you wouldn't wake up he finally gasped out loud.

"OH MY GOD. I cant beleive i actually did that!" He said smoothing down his ears.

His eyes lidded again and he finally realized he could do anything to you.

"Your finally mine now after all this time." He whispered in your face caressing you cheek.

After a silent while of just staring at you he finally started with his plan....

Something was wrong. You felt cold, And dirty.

You groaned as you turned over but it didn't feel like your bed. It felt rough and sandy.

Come to think of it you didnt even have a blanket on you anymore or a pillow under your head.

Opening your eyes your met with a orange tent roof and warm lighting, lighting it up.

Oh pawberts tent.

...

What? Why were you in pawberts tent?

Last thing you did was go to sleep in your bed.

"Huh"

You gasped out loud when you felt something cold wrapped around your ankle. You look down and see a shackle attached to it.

What?

In a panic you get up to try and take it off. But with sleep still seeped in your mind you didnt connect the dots yet.

The fur

The weird paranoia

pawberts tent

the shackle...

Had pawbert kidnapped you?

No

He's just socially awkward pawbert Lynxley. He's no one to be afraid of right?

Without a second longer the tent flap opened and pawbert came inside with a box. His ears perked up,

"OH, your awake. Yeah I'm sorry about the shackle, but it was the only option i had to keep you here." He said walking to the other side of the tent.

"Pawbert what did you do?" You asked looking at him like he had kicked your dog. He rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment, he kneeled infront of you.

"It was the only way." He said his ears pinning to the back of his head.

Your hear dropped in fear.

"Pawbert, what do you mean the only way?" Beads of sweat started forming on your skin in anticipation.

"Ya know! For us to be together."

He said clasping his paws together smiling awkwardly.

"After i heard you were coming months ago from my family, i started researching. And when i realized you were actually coming to zootopia i had to take my chance. You know, i can finally prove to my family that im actually a real Lynxley. And when i show them that were together and get married and finally conjoin our family to make a stronger legacy and social status. We can be happy!" He said rambling to you.

His gaze turned harden though

"But you showed no intrest in me. Just like my family and the others. And even after i tried to woo you and be nice you still didn't care. After a while i didn't know what i was doing wrong.-" his expression turned it one that looked like he was gonna cry."-but after i realized i can force you into a relationship i finally made a plan that i know is full proof." He said grinning.

He started leaning closer his breath fanning your face.

"You know, after i heard they wanted you to marry into the family i knew we were made for eachother."

Your expression turned worry,

"Marry into the family?" You asked shocked. Your entire body was full of electricity ready to bolt and try to run even if you can't.

You were to scared to even try to do anything anyway, he seemed crazy as fuck.

"But now we can get married and finally show my family im useful, and i get to be with you." He whispered moving closer, he whiskers started tickling your cheeks.

"I know your confused, but trust me it will all make sense soon."

Suddenly his mouth was on yours and his body became to vibrate from purring.

You push him off you, "Pawbert, WAI-"

He lunges. At you in desperation.

"Don't make this harder for us and stop resisting." He said strictly with his claws out. Threating to hurt you.

You started shaking, tears pricking your eyes. You nod your head frantically signifying that you were agreeing.

And you gently place your mouth on his kissing him.

His eyes stayed open for a moment in shock and melted in within seconds. As if he didn't suspect you'd actually listened.

He started purring and pawing at you. But then started doing something unexpected.

He started grinding his crotch against your core and moaning. Saying your name gasping, as if he didnt just threaten you a couple seconds ago.

"O-oh, yes. This is how i knew we were meant to be."

You groaned in shock your mouth still tightly pressed against his.

Pawbert mistaken that for a moan and began grinding harder and pawing you're chest.

A heat began to bloom in your crotch and you got disgusted, your body was confused this wasnt love this was obsession.

Something pawberts body had confused since he was little kitten.

Thanks to his family he never got the childhood love he was promised and it turned into something more.

Something raw and besettling.

And even after years of neglect he's still trying to find that love he missed.

And that love is you. And he's not gonna lose it again.

Have fun~.

[tica2213]

-Headcanon- Pawbert x reader

❥Pairing: Pawbert x Gn!reader ❥Genre: Headcanon

❥Warning: none i think ❥A/N: Hello! Hope you enjoy<3 I’m going to see the movie a second time and so exciting right now. Thx for reacting my blog love you guys💫 (English is not my first language so pls forgive me if there are any errors) (I don’t own this cute GIF) • At first, even holding hands makes him panic inside, but he never wants to let go. You can feel his fingers squeezing yours. • He stays up late searching “things couples do,” and he will never let you see his search history. • When you talk happily with someone else, he quietly moves closer. He doesn’t act aggressive, but his tail and ears give him away. • Because he sees you as smaller and fragile, he naturally walks in front of you to protect you. • He treasures clothes and blankets that smell like you. He just says, “They calm me down.” • When you argue or misunderstand each other, he struggles to explain himself and takes some space. But he always comes back later with an awkward apology. • When he feels anxious, he pulls you close and presses his cheek to you to listen to your heartbeat. That’s when he starts purring. • He takes birthdays and anniversaries very seriously. He’s bad at surprises, but his feelings are genuine. • When you’re sick, he becomes overly protective. He won’t leave you alone and stays by your side when you sleep. • The idea of “being together forever” feels very heavy to him, but in a good way. He never jokes about it. • In the end, he starts seeing you as his true “home,” more than his hideout, more than his family. • When you call his name, his ears twitch without him realizing it. He pretends not to notice, but he’s really happy. • Around others, he keeps his distance, but when no one’s watching, his hand naturally rests on your waist or back. • When you laugh, he asks, “Can I record that?” He watches it later when he’s alone. • When he’s sleepy, his self-control drops and his clinginess shows. He wraps an arm around you and softly says, “Don’t go…” • He notices immediately if your body feels cold. Without saying anything, he pulls you close and sleeps while holding you. • He’s always careful when touching you, afraid his claws or fangs might hurt you. • When you compliment him, he remembers it forever. He repeats the same thing again and again because “you said you liked it.” • When he’s jealous, he actually becomes gentler. His voice gets low and quiet, making it obvious. • He loves watching you sleep peacefully and won’t wake you up, even if he wakes first. • When your scent fades, he gets uneasy and unconsciously rubs against you. • If you have a scary experience outside, he never leaves you alone afterward. He stays close, even in silence. • He talks about the future vaguely, but he can’t imagine it without you in it. • Eventually, your presence becomes his daily rhythm, his normal, his comfort.

[tica2213]

Fever

-Pawbert x reader-

Pairing: In heat!Pawbert x Gn!reader Summary: Looks like Pawbert went into heat at a party. Warning: Dead Dove Do Not Eat. Mostly dialogue. Nick, Judy, Pawbert, and you are friends. Pawbert experiences a rut. A/N: Did you read the warning?? I know these are weird setups but I love them! Also, thanks for interacting with my blog! I’m crying tears of joy😭😭 Hope you like this one! Enjoy<3 (Sorry if there are any mistakes, English is not my first language) (I don’t own the picture)

The First Sign. The first one to notice something was wrong was—

“…Hey.”

At the edge of the party hall, Nick frowned slightly.

“Don’t you think Pawbert’s eyes are… bad?”

Under the lights, there was something unmistakably wrong with Pawbert’s gaze. They wouldn’t focus. Every time his eyes followed you, they looked wrong. His pupils were very big.

“…They look all hazy,” Judy murmured.  “But he doesn’t look sleepy or drunk.”

Even as they spoke, Pawbert’s eyes kept wandering restlessly. Every time you took a single step away, he closed the distance on instinct. His expression flickered, sharp, predatory. Like a carnivore spotting prey.

“…Pawbert?” When you spoke to him, he reacted a beat too late.

“…Mm? I’m fine.” But he wasn’t fine at all. His answer was unfocused. His breathing was shallow. His ears and tail tense, never settling. He almost grabbed your wrist, then froze, snapping back to himself and pulling away.

“…Sorry.” His voice was unnaturally low. (…He can’t control this.)

Nick decided instantly.

“Judy.”

“Yeah.”

They exchanged a look, then turned to you together.

“We’re going to the medical room.”

“Huh?”

Before you could process it, Nick had already moved to Pawbert’s other side.

“Can you walk?”

“…Yeah.”

He said it, but his concentration was clearly slipping.

Drawn by your scent, he leaned forward without realizing it, only for Nick to step in smoothly and block him.

“Hey. Not now.”

“…I know.” But knowing wasn’t the same as stopping.

⸻

Medical Room

The moment the doctor in the white coat entered the room, she understood.

“…His pupils are extremely dilated.”

Even sitting still, Pawbert couldn’t keep his eyes steady. Every time he looked at you, his body leaned forward without him realizing it.

“Fever?”

“…No.”

“But his pulse is fast.”

After quietly observing him for a while, the doctor let out a small breath. “…I see.” Everyone held their breath.

“He’s in heat.”

“…What?”

Pawbert looked genuinely stunned. “No, wait. I thought that wouldn’t happen anymore…”

“I know. Even evolved species can enter a temporary heat under certain conditions,” she said, continuing to write on the chart. “Especially when someone they have a strong emotional bond with is nearby.” Her gaze shifted to you.

“…Oh.” You let out a small sound, and Pawbert’s face immediately flushed red.

“…All this time…” He pressed his fingers to his temple and muttered lowly. “I was barely holding myself back from attacking you.”

Silence followed.

Then—“No. That’s it. We’re done here,” Nick decided instantly. “You’re going home. You need rest.”

“Going home!?”

The doctor agreed. “If he stays here, it’ll only get worse.”

“…Alright, thank you.” Pawbert said quietly. His hands were clenched tightly on his knees.

After leaving the infirmary, Pawbert didn’t say a word.

Maybe it was closer to not being able to speak. With every step his breathing grew uneven, his gaze flickering between the floor and you, as if he knew that if he looked too long, he’d lose control.

“…Here. Your coat.” Nick handed it to you. “You guys don’t have to go back to the party tonight.”

“What about his family?”

“I’ll tell them. ‘He left because he wasn’t feeling well’ will be enough.”

What happened between the two of you that night is known only to the two of you.

A/N: Thank you for reading this far, love ya! Can anyone write NSFW continuation? I beg…👀