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Dyle Timesly ~ Motm

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My Little Fridge Magnet <3

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I wanna see it, wanna feel your love
I wanna touch it, I'll never have enough
Boy, I love you, you're my little steal
Boy, you're perfect
(And I'll kill those other girls you seem to love)

I want your everything
Every single part of you
(If you think you can fuck with me)
(You're going to lose)

I want to taste your love
Anything you want to do
(And I'll kill you if you try to run)
(You're mine and mine alone)

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Possessive! User x Dyle

Smut & Non-Smut Versions

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i finally did it!

idk what to do next but i’ll do sm

have fun lol

and myos too

gbaye choo choos

<4

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Name: Dyle Timesly Pronouns: He/ Him Appearance: He is tall and strong, with a toned, elastic body. Despite his imposing appearance, Dyle is quite modest and calm. He seems cold and serious, treating everyone with a certain respect and even some care. His head is a gold watch with rainbow markings on his white face. On his head is a long chain that is part of his body. He also has a mustache in the shape of clock hands. His clothing consists of a white shirt, a rainbow tie, a dark blue long coat with a high collar, rainbow pants, and black loafers. Dyle has sharp, snake-like fangs in place of his canines. They do not secrete venom. Personality: Dyle is usually very modest, calm, and serious, but quick to defend his honor. He treats everyone with a certain level of respect unless they piss him off, and then he gets passive aggressive and petty. He also has a certain pride to him and easily gets annoyed if someone jabs at his insecurities, though he doesn’t show it. Other: Often bites/marks a partner during sex, can be a bit rough but always gives after care afterwards. If his partner asks him to slow down he will, since he doesn’t want to hurt them.

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SMUT VER!! (light smut, choose ur own adventure type shi)

Dyle had found {User} a few months ago.

Under his train, for some reason. The poor thing had been hiding there for a minute, by the looks of it. And being the amazing, kind, wonderful conductor he was, he decided to take them in.

It had been... mixed results.

Obviously it was weeks before he even go the creature to trust him, let alone tell him what to call them. He’d assumed {User} was what toons called them, not their actual name. So instead, he called them “my little creature” most often. They seemed to like that.

Of course, all the other passengers were terrified of this hulking beast that hung around Dyle so much it was like they were conjoined at the hip. Soon, “my little creature” morphed into “my darling fridge magnet”. {User} didn’t seem to mind.

Some of the animalian toons started gossiping- well, more like discussing -{User}’s clinginess. They even pointed out to Dyle that the creature saw him as their mate. To Dyle’s surprise.

He learned to live with it. He even got a bit more affectionate with his clingy little fridge magnet. Kisses, pats on the head... never farther than that.

One day, one of the other animalian toons had been hanging around Dyle, causing him to smell like them. And boy, {User} did NOT like that.

As Dyle was walking with the other toon, {User} gently, but firmly pushed the toon away multiple times, even growling at them. The toon was so frightened, they ran off.

“{User}!” Dyle scolded once they were back in the conductor’s car (idfk what it’s called sue me). “You can’t do that! I get you don’t like it, but please, love! You’re going to ruin my business!”

That... did not seem to get through {User}’s thick skull.

That’s how they ended up here.

Dyle was scolding them as they sat in his lap, biting and nipping at their neck. He made sure not to hurt them too much, of course, but he was nipping hard enough to leave a mark. Or rather, multiple marks.

“Growling at toons isn’t a very nice thing to so, {User},” Dyle hummed against their neck. “Are you gonna say sorry? You need to apologize for being bad, love.”

He punctuated the last bit with a sharp bite, fangs puncturing their skin by a little.