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[ragazzoarcano]

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[yuutaguro]

happiest of birthdays to my breadman 🥖 💛

[twisted-cat]

Eyebrows No10

Hope you enjoy! 💛

All ages, unisex, BGC

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[bubblebrow]

happy birthday ryuji 2025 🥰🎂⚡️💛

[kidicarusstuff]

Awwww!!🥹💛

Hunter wearing cute wolf pajamas! 🐺

[honey-on-your-tongue]

Corruption kink with boyfriend Simon Riley, part 9 (nsfw)

part 8

“Si?” you ask one day as you’re spooning with him on the bed. His heavy arm draped around you, breathing heavy, he’s half asleep.

“Mm?” he hums sleepily.

“Si, you said your…You said you could be in me, the other day,” you say quietly, hesitantly. “How, exactly, does that work?”

Oh, he’s wide awake now.

He sits up a bit so he can look down at your face. “You don’t know how sex works?”

“I have…an idea. But not the specifics,” you say, avoiding his gaze. And he can see the way you’re starting to blush. “I just don’t understand how your…How all of it can fit in me.”

“Just like my fingers, baby. Your pussy just stretches more,” he explains, gently caressing down your arm.

“But how? It’s so big.”

He chuckles softly. “It fits, baby. With preparation and care, it fits.”

You scrunch up your nose, still obviously confused.

“Why the question, hon?” he asks, kissing your shoulder.

“I wanna try it some day. But I just…I don’t know. I’m not sure.”

Simon inhales deeply, sharply. Jesus. You can’t just say things like that, it affects him.

He ignores the stirring in his pants as he says, “You ever watched porn, girl?”

You glance at him and shake your head.

“You wanna watch with me? So you can understand how sex works?”

It takes little to convince you. You nod, soft eyes full of trust and intrigue.

That’s how you end up sitting between Simon’s legs, your back against his chest as he sits against the headboard. On the TV, a porn video is playing. Nothing too produced, Simon purposely chose an amateur video so it would be as natural as it could get.

You’re only half-watching, though, because Simon’s got his fingers touching your clit, working you up as he whispers in your ear.

“Watch, baby. Look how the girl’s pussy stretches. See? Yours will do that too.”

Your eyes are wide, your breathing is heavy. Occasionally, you whine or mewl, and Simon kisses your shoulder, your neck, your cheek to calm you.

“The guy is going too hard, but I’ll be more gentle with you, baby. I’ll treat you right,” he assures, his focus not on the video, but on the thought of being in you. God, how it drives him crazy.

“My cock will fit right in here,” he says, slipping a finger into you. “It’ll fill you up to the brim, baby. And you’ll feel good. I promise, it won’t hurt. I’ll make sure it doesn’t.” And then he’s fucking you with his fingers, the video forgotten.

Between understanding what it is that Simon wants to do with you, his fingers in you, and the words he spills into your ear, you come, squealing, body shaking.

Simon helps you ride out your high, holds you close as he kisses the side of your face. When your breathing turns to normal, you spin to face him. “Si?”

“Yeah?”

“I wanna do that with you,” you say. “Now. I’m ready now.”

And Simon’s heart almost stops. “Baby. Baby, we’ve got all the time in the world. Are you sure?”

You nod. “I’m sure. I’m ready now, and I want it now.”

He studies your gaze, your expression, your eyes, and sees the determination, not a hint of doubt.

“Alright, baby. Lie down for me. I’m going to treat you like the goddess you are.”

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[allineedisonedream]

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First part

While Wally was traveling, he spotted Donna and Dick hunting for fish. As they were distracted, a net began to fall. Neither of them noticed until it was almost too late. In a blur, Wally darted toward them, grabbed their arms, and yanked them out of the way just as the net snapped shut.

Wally’s parents died in a storm. His Aunt Iris took him in afterward. She was an informant who traveled between pods, bringing news and stories from both humans and merfolk. She gave Wally a home, and together they wandered the seas. Later, Iris met Barry, a human scientist. They began courting, and once Wally was old enough, he started traveling alone, often returning to visit their pod. That’s also how he met Garth later in life.

Garth is a human boy (or is he?), born with unnatural-looking markings, which made him an Outcast in his village, he was taken in by a kind and respected fisherman named Arthur. After meeting Wally while fishing, they became fast friends, bonding over their curiosity about each other’s worlds.

Eventually, Wally introduced Donna and Dick to Garth. Dick wasn’t so sure, trusting a human felt impossible. But Donna and Wally, who had both grown up around humans and spoke their language, convinced him to give Garth a chance. Over time, Dick and Garth grew close and that’s also how Dick learned to speak the human language.

Roy had been struggling with his pod lately, trying to prove himself. He started patrolling more frequently and more aggressively. During one of these patrols, he spotted a human collecting shells near his territory and attacked without hesitation. But before his spear could strike, a mermaid blocked his path. It was Dick. A tense standoff followed. Garth retreated to his boat. Dick stood his ground.

It took time. Dick and Roy bonded over shared guilt and not feeling good enough for their pod. Roy eventually met the others, clicked with Donna immediately, and quickly found himself swept up in Wally’s energy. It took a little longer, but even he got used to having Garth as friend.

Slowly, they began to trust each other.

And what began with accidental encounters turned into something like friendship, loyalty… and maybe even a new found family.

(That’s pretty much as far as I’ve planned this AU in my head! I’m going to take a break from it for now, I’m not sure when/if I’ll draw more. (I have vague ideas for two more chapters, but well see). Thank you so much for all the love and interest, it really inspired me to keep drawing! 💛)

[j-restlessgeek]

@rockingpeeble

[whimsicalwritersstuff]

── The Chicken incident.

Pairing: gumpy!Joel Miller x Reader

Summary: you're soft, a little impulsive, and deeply in love with your chickens. Joel… is trying his best.

Content warnings: Contains chickens, domestic chaos, stubborness, rural home outside of town and a LOT of flapping.

Word count: 668

Notes: I've had this cute little idea for soo long and I've been debating about it if I should or should not write it but went for it anyways, I loooved writing this one soo much and I hope y'all enjoy reading it as much as I did!! ^^ 💛💛

The first mistake was telling Joel you were just going to look at the feed store.

The second mistake was brining your wallet.

By the time you pulled into the driveway with a cardboard box chirping on the passenger seat, you knew you were dead.

"It's fine," you whispered to yourself, lifting the box out of the truck with both hands. "He loves animals. He loves me. He won't even be that mad." The chickens chirped louder, as if mocking you.

You tippptoed up the porch, box tucked in your arms like a sacred offering, hammering with both guilt and joy.

Joel was already waiting at the door.

Grey t shirt, scowl in place, arms crossed. Classic 'i heard that truck the second it turned on the gravel" stance.

"Tell me that ain't what I think it is," he said flatly.

You gave him your sweetest smile. "They're babies, Joel."

"That's a box of chickens."

"Six chickens," you clarified, as if that helped. "All hens. No roosters. Perfectly quiet. Very cute."

He blinked.

"You told me you were goin' for birdseed."

"I did get birdseed!" You nudged the brown paper bag with your foot. "For these bjrde. So technically -"

"You brought livestock into our house, honey."

"They're babies," you repeated, like that solved everything. "Little peeping marshmallows." You carefully opened the top of the box to show him. Six fluffy chicks blinked up at you, golden and downy and completely unaware of the tension in the room..

Joel stared into the box like it might explode.

"They're not even outside animals yet," you said quickly. "They'll need a warm crate inside for a few weeks. I'll set it up in the laundry room."

"So we're raisin' birds in the same place I wash my jeans?"

"They won't poop on your jeans."

"You sure?"

You hesitated.

Joel exhaled. "I should've known this would happen the second you walked into that damn sore in overalls and a Pinterest board..."

~~~

By the time evening fell, the chicks were tucked happily in a cozy crate under a heat lamp, and Joel had retreated to the porch with a beer and a deep sigh of resignation.

You joined him not long after, settling into the chair beside him, hands still smelling faintly like chick feed and sawdust.

He gave you a side glance.

"You love those damn birds already."

"Of course I do. They're babies, Joel. They chirp when I talk to them."

"You talked to 'em for twenty minutes."

"One of them leaned her name."

Joel took a sip of his beer, mumbling, "Jesus Christ..." But hisjps twitched in amusement. You leaned your head on his shoude. "You'llove them eventually."

"I won't."

"You will. You're gonna name them and build them a coop and everything."

"I'm not building no chicken castle."

You patted his thigh affectionately. "We'll see."

~~~

The next morning you were halfway through breakfast when a wild screech echoed from down the hallway, followed by a crash and a very loud southern:

"What the hell is that doin' in the shower?!"

You dropped your toast and sprinted to the bathroom.

There, stood a very bold, very unbothered chick, peeping wildly, wet feet leaving muddy prints on the porcelain edge of the tub.

Joel was half naked, dripping, holding the shower curtainike a shield,face somewhere between exasperated rage and absolute disbelief. "WHY is there a chicken in the shower??"

You clapped ahand over your mouth to keep from laughing. "Oh my god, peaches!"

"Peaches?! You named it?"

"Shes adventurous!'

Joel looked at the chick, then at you, then at the chick.

"She watched me get in the damn shower. Then she got in with me."

You stepped forward, scooping peaches into your hands like a contritle toddler. "She must've hopped out of the crate, I swear I closed the lid!" Joel wiped a hand down his wed face. "That he's saw me naked."

You giggled. "So what?? You're handsome."

Joel gave you warning glare.

~~~

That night,

Joel sat in the Livingroom, reading a manual on chicken coops, you passed by holding peaches, "she apologized for the shower thing." You said sweetly.

Joel didn't look up. "Tell her she's grounded."

"You're such a good chicken dad,"

"I'm not their dad. I'm their victim."

You leaned down and kissed his cheek. "Sure, daddy."

He glared. "Don't."

You winked and walked away, Barbara peeping softly.

Soon you and joel sat on the back porch with coke and beer respectively, watching the hens peck lazily in the grass. Joel sighed, his arm around your shoulders.

"They're a menace."

"They're our girls."

"You spoil 'em more than you spoil me."

"They'll lay breakfast. You just steal the covers."

He smirked. "They don't make you scream my name in the middle of the night."

You choked on your coke. "Joel! The chickens are right there.."

He kissed your cheek. "They don't speak English."

[julietcpulet]

The little things 💜

I love this little moment right here. When Maomao is so focused on caring for and waking up the children and Jinshi just stops and turns back with the most loving look on his face.

You could say he’s looking at the children, happy that they’re alive. And I’m sure he is, there was a lot of sadness and weight from that. But I also believe this look is just for Maomao. There’s so much unsaid here. About how he knows her, how he sees her despite her efforts to hide herself. He sees her work for others, for children despite her saying she doesn’t much care for them. He sees her concern and worry for others besides herself and he sees her heart which is so much bigger and warmer than she’s willing to give herself credit for. It’s why she admits Jinshi can read her better than she would like him to because for all she observes him, he observes and tries to understand her right back. That’s what love is though, trying to understand not just what someone tells you about themselves but what they don’t say and can’t always express with words 🧡❤️💛

[kiioki11]

il them 💛🩷💜

[snakes-in-mirrors]

I'm sorry if some of you followed me for OCs, illustrations and comics, but lately there's been more info about adopts and commissions here. The truth is, I lost my job 3 months ago and am now back to freelancing and this is my only chance to stay afloat. I really want to draw more personal art, but it's hard for me to draw more than I already do. As you can imagine, mental health (and not only mental) has been suffering for many of us in recent years, and especially in the most recent ones.

But I want you to know that I'm very grateful to all of you. When you order commissions from me, buy adopts or subscribe to my Patreon/Ko-fi - you help two queers to have the opportunity to live a better life. Thank you so so much. 💛

[simzart]

Sketches, works-in-progress, and the quiet magic behind making things. 🌼

We passed the 500 supporters mark, which is WILD and deeply encouraging. Thank you to everyone supporting me. 💛

[j-restlessgeek]

Hiii :3

Your cat!Jure ask made think and now I'm having so many Thoughts™ sooooo, imagine this:

Bojan is a doghuman (a golden retriever puppy if you may) the same way you said Jure was a cathuman. They both have some dog/cat features even in their human forms, but they can hide it really well unless there's some really strong emotions that make them pop up, and they can turn into their full animal form whenever they want.

Even if they're very good at hiding their animal features, it still takes a bit of energy and concentration to do so, so when it's just them and the boys (who are probably the only ones who know about it), they can finally fully relax and let their ears and tails pop up.

And you just can't tell me Bojan's tail wouldn't be wagging all the time from how happy he is. I can see they guys teasing him about it all the time, like when he gets mad for whatever reason and they apologize to him and give him so head scratches; he pretends to still be mad about it and he goes "you're not going to get me to forgive you just with some pets 😠" "you sure, pup? you're tail is wagging like crazy 😏" "oh shut UP"

(He also gets the zoomies from time to time of course agsjsbsj)

I think they would both LOVE turning into their animal forms to cuddle and take a little nap together. They all find it so funny that Bojan is somehow bigger than Jure when he's a dog, but despite the teasing, Jure loves getting to cuddle with him and it makes him feel so warm and safe. And he knows Bojan will always have his little 5pm nap, so cuddles will always be assured :3.

Whenever they meet up at Jan's, Jure will turn into a cat more than half the time to play with Igor and catch up with him. Igor tells him a lot of stuff - he's actually a really interesting cat, Janči - and then Jure can tell the guys what he said.

That's also why it took Igor a little more time warm up to Bojan because, even in his human form, he still smells like a dog (it's not perceptible to the human senses, but it is to the cat's), but he does eventually and they now all get along pretty well and he joins the cuddles during nap time sometimes 🥰.

I like to think Bojan was one of the first people to meet Pino when Nace brought him home and they immediately warmed up to each other. Sometimes Nace takes both of them on a walk so they can have some quality time together as well, and when they get back home Bojan returns to his human form and tells Nace all the good things Pino says about him – and Nace has probably cried a few times hearing just how much his beautiful puppy loves him 🥹💕

Also, they would definitely love going on little adventures with the band, going on a hike and being surrounded by nature so they can run around freely and have fun together (even more if Igor and Pino join them as well of course). The rest of the guys would have to keep an eye on them so they don't get lost or hurt themselves, but it's definitely worth it to see how much fun they have together <3

(wow you really got my mind going crazy omg 🫣)

Omg omg MAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCAAAAAAA

AaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Omg omg omg omg, dog bojan 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹awwwwwwwwwwwwww omg the idea of Bojan trying to look angry but his traitorous tail is wagging behind him 😂😂😂😂😂😂.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

Omg this is sooooo freaking cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute, omg jure and bojan being Igor and Pino's translators 😭😭😭😭😭 thats so sweet 💛💛💛💛💛💛.

Awwwwwwwwww jure cuddling close to sleeping Bojan, snuggling into the long soft fur, maybe he even purrs. 👀👀👀😻😻😻😻😻

The question is if Nace or one of the others would throw a ball, would Bojan go fetch it? 👀👀👀👀👀👀

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[j-restlessgeek]

@rockingpeeble

Late to work so I could finish this lol