#Wet fur

[hairychestloversblog]

This in a Hot 🥵 Tub? Perfection 👌

[seizethenightagain2]

Brian Justin Crum 💜💜

As time goes on, I want this man more and more 🥵

[fitbearcatcher]

30,000 Followers! To all you fans of natural hairy masculinity, many thanks for your support and enthusiasm for the natural male form! This fit bear catcher certainly appreciates your follows!

[allthislatenighttalking]

[aimarskloset]

Otter Puns

[madwolfe]

[laezedrab]

my new sona ref and me taking a shower

can you tell which one is made in mspaint and clip studio paint?

[craftyplaidfishhumanoid]

Another 🛀 BathTime photo shoot

[hairychestloversblog]

When the attitude and the hairy body match 🔥 🔥

[seizethenightagain2]

Gus Kenworthy 💜

Sweaty, hairy, inked and handsome 🥵💜🥵💜

[fitbearcatcher]

Water bear fur

[allthislatenighttalking]

[theshnecky]

[spaicymeatballs]

Pamukkale Papi (or: Baba Bear 😉)

[theodore-babes-bear]

A little bubble time.

[noxcheshire]

I just think

It’d be really neat if Danny looked more like Martha Wayne than Thomas Wayne.

LIKE

I love the Danny Fenton looks like Thomas Wayne or Danny Fenton is Thomas Wayne reincarnated — but the BEAUTY of Martha??

Of Alfred interacting for under five minutes with Danny, dabbing his eyes and going, “That is indeed Martha,” I WANT IT. I want Martha who was spunky and sassy and wanted to do good for her town the same way Danny wants to do good for Amity Park.

I want Martha who loved to take Bruce and the family out to star gaze because her baby had never seen the stars before, and the way his eyes light up like a mini galaxy takes her breathe away the same way that Danny feels when he turns his head up to the sky yearning for something he knew loved but doesn’t know what.

I want Martha who would literally find trouble in a paper bag because she can’t help her curiosity the same way Danny can’t help tripping over his own ghostly tail and making a mess of things before he figures things out.

I want Martha who would fight men who thought they held power, going absolutely feral from stress the same way Danny does when he’s tired of not being able to do his homework or pick up a vacuum against the wall to clean because ghosts.

I want Martha who loved the pearl necklace that Bruce had picked out for her birthday, and Danny reaches towards his neck and startles when his fingers only touch skin when he is certain there was something supposed to be there. I want Danny whose eyes linger on whites and pearls when he passes by open window stores in the mall, fingers itching to flick a nail against the smooth surfaces.

I want Martha who died bleeding underneath the hand of a gun, hoping to everything above that her boy would be safe, and Danny whose body burns at merely looking at the makeshift guns his parents create in the lab, his heart pounding desperately with a yearning to save there was someone she wanted to save the ghosts.