#catboy anon

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showing channie how exactly you like to be fingered!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

sitting in his lap, placing your feet on his knees or thighs and guiding one hand underneath your shirt and the other down your legs and over your panties. showing him how to build desire and tension instead of just diving in straight away. channie nodding against your shoulder as you show him how to tease your clit over the panties you've got on. putting your hand over his and showing him how to play with your tits while he tries to continue the "teasing" heehee he's doing his best<33

making out with him all slow and sensual and then guiding his other hand down to your pussy, shoving your soaked panties aside. you'd make a comment like "look how wet I got because of you baby, you're doing so well! my sweet boy" and channie's brain short-circuits so bad!!!! and then you make him soak his own fingers in your juices, showing him how to finger your properly, how to curl his fingers, how much presure to use, how fast he should go and so on. with the other you let him circle your clit, or whatever motion you prefer, up and down or sideways or tapping, whatever you like hehee

leaning back against him fully, allowing him to put the lesson to use right away. gripping his forearms or reaching back to dig your nails into his hair and tug on it, making his hips shoot up into you <3 he'd become so worked up and desperate, wanting sooo bad like to be able to make you cum! also if writhe and squirm in his lap the closer you get, you need to tell him to hold on tight🩷🫶🏻🥰 heehee hugging you closer🫂🫂

or how cute if you bend over like making him lean on your back and reach around to reach your soaked folds, pressing kisses into your shoulder or neck as you shake and tremble with the impending orgasm that washes over your body and you feel his erection press against you, ignored and neglected🤭🤭

how sweet~ when it comes to learning how to please u suddenly channie is the most dilligent student in the world

he’d be so cute and earnest, his breaths would get even heavier than yours the moment his fingers rest over your underwear and he can feel the damp spot spreading through the material. he just keeps letting out tiny, awed little hums and mumbling out “oh, wow” and u can feel his heart pounding wildly against your back as he tries his best to focus on circling the pads of his fingers steadily over your clit without getting too excited and losing his rhythm. he’d ask so many questions to make sure he’s doing okay too ㅠ

the part abt his brain short circuiting when you coo over him as he feels how wet u are…it’s so channie ❤️‍🩹 he’s already so weak for your praise, but getting to actually feel the physical arousal in your body while you murmur sweetly in his ear abt what a good boy he is for you…baby boy would be throbbing so hard in his pants he might actually cum untouched. but he’s way too concentrated on doing well for you to even care abt the growing pressure inside him, he just wants to absorb every last detail abt your body so he can know how to always be of good use to you <3

[chase-the-catboy-anon]

Magic Anon.

You are 103.761% Gayer

Durzutdutdsyrsyrsyrz

[milo-sky-404]

meow

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[mommybard]

I just wanted to share some good news, I got a job offer today, and I think I'm going to take it, after being unemployed for almost a year! I'm excited to get back to it -Catboy Anon

WOOOOO! CONGRATS ANON! Remember to not let your boss exploit you and remember your rights as a worker <3

[eyeless-cunt]

I will make you chocolate milk in a fancy wine glass -Catboy anon

can we make it strawberry

[red1sg0n3]

Catboy train

I curse you with wet socks forever

[shig-a-shig-ah]

bumps head into your shoulder for pets/scenting you* meowww

*scritches your ears and kisses you gently on the forehead*

[cuethediscoandthedrinks]

Jake pussy eating headcanons? I just KNOW he's a professional

oh heck yes he is

ngl as he was originally wheelchair bound, the necessity for pleasing partners in more unconventional ways became all the more pressing. therefore his pussy eating and fingerfucking skills upped tenfold

pair this with his new avatar form, and holy fuck

• i think jake's especially into it too, bc he can see every part of your body; when he's got his thick blue cock inside you, there's an element of pressure to be in the right place, keep you comfortable, and only so many poses he can do, buut

• when he's on his knees, thighs spread out, maybe lightly humping the soft grass below him, all the while his face is buried between your opened legs, he's much happier

• he can take in your whole body; see your writhing form, back arching off the ground, nipples perked up in the cold air, mouth agape in ecstasy, and pussy, of course, swollen and dripping all over his face

• jake makes excellent use of his tongue too, now it's even more long, thick and flexible. his eyes will be clasped shut, mouth slightly upwards turned not only to better please you, but also because he's genuinely delighted to be eating you out like this

• he's happy to do whatever it takes to make you squeal and gush all over him, but especially loves mouth-fucking you. thrusting his lengthy blue tongue deep inside your clenching entrance, finding your special spot and keening hard into it, that's his favourite

• it's mostly because he can taste you so well, but also because he can nuzzle the flat of his nosebridge right up close to your throbbing, swollen clit, and take in the scent of your warmth and arousal

• he'll smear your juices all over him too. all over his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, chin. loves to take little breaks and nip at your thighs too; maybe take gentle bites to your exposed pussy lips and use the tip of his tongue to swiftly lick up and down your opening until it starts to numb down

• he claims that he only does it so often (and much) because it helps to ease the stretch of his girthy length when he's filling you up, but he really just loves how your hips shake when he speed-tonguefucks your sticky, hot opening

• ofc he also uses his hands and fingers too. jake loves to smack and spank your glistening folds, but especially to tug and massage your sensitive outer lips; he'll often do it after your first orgasm, bc it helps to coax out all his cum or your leftover juice, and therefore means he can slurp up all that excess essence, usually with a small grin or smirk

• he also uses his fingers to pump inside you, usually his middle and ring fingers, by doing so having a more stable base to pound hard into your pussy; his ring and index resting on either side of your mound

• he loves the digging and beckoning motion that makes you squirm and whine extra hard too, so he'll often just toggle your g-spot for like 20mins at a time, until you squeal and buck up into his awaiting mouth

• ofc he most enjoys using both simultaneously. fingering you slow, and sensuously, yet also tonguing your engorged bud swift enough to make you cum in minutes. blowing on your clit is a move he loves too, likewise any hums, breaths or sighs right onto your exposed skin is common, bc it only riles you up further

• jake's also a noisy fucker. wanton groans and little laughs of amusement at your motions. he loves to make noise, and it extends to sex too.

• similarly to when he's being stimulated, almost all noises are appreciated both from him and to him by others. the only real difference with him giving oral is that they're more in response than because of a feeling

• he'll use a lot of "uh huh, thaaat's it", "..that's it babygirl, good girl, fuck", "take it, take it in..i know you can do it, c'mon, take it for me" and "..ah-ah-uhhuh, that's right, there you go love, so good for me"; but jake'll also just make a lot of sounds too

• lots of hums of approval or feigned surprise, chuckles of endearment, tuts, tssks, and patronizing "ohhh, fffuck babygirl, that's it, come all over my fingers", "ohoh-shit..gush for me...fuck, so fuckin' wet". all of it'll be loud, but oddly restrained and gentle at the same time

• likewise noises are a big deal. he loves any squelching, wetness, slick and moist sounds; e.g. when your pussy sucks in his fingers so eagerly that they squelch around him, it's only serves to make his cock harder, and his tip leakier

• he's partial to taking a moment though too. sitting back, upright a bit, maybe mid-way through working up to a well-worked for release just to tease you. he'll cast his emerald eyes up, exploring your desperate state; eyebrows scrunched, lip quivering, eyes shut, chest heaving, and your body almost moving of its own accord

• the ego boost that comes with that, to him, is golden. it means he's got you. he's got your rhythm. you thrust up into his hand, you cream all over his eager mouth and tongue, you whine and moan in time with his ministrations, and it gives him this sense of control, yet also a feeling of knowing he's impressing you too

• to top it all off, he'll definitely just stop and look at your pussy specifically. take both his hands, and softly push your thighs wider for him, using his experienced fingers to lightly pull apart your moistened, swollen pussy lips to get a glimpse of your clenching, needy opening

• he'll be mesmerized by it, just watching and observing your entrance open and close, constricting around the air, almost pulsing from your hyper-aroused state, induced by his movements, and it makes him smirk like hell

hope u enjoyed anon! +reqs open as usual :)

[messy-jaxx]

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thought abt gently choking fefe like the slowly cutting of bloodflow type of choking BUT THEN MY HEART SANK THINKING ABT THIS DESPERATE DAZED FACE UWEEEE FEFEEEEEEEEEEEEE😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

wtf is wrong w me

i dont know why but my first thought was his adorable devastated face when his team kept messing up at yutnori…poor baby looked like he was abt to cry

thinking abt him flushing redder and redder and his eyes losing focus as he feels himself start to get a lil lightheaded, but even so he just stays gazing up at you with his little hands resting over yours around his throat bc he trusts u completely not to hurt him 💔

[chase-the-catboy-anon]

Pelipper Mail. A ring big enough to fit on your finger. When an object passes through it, it indicates whether or not that thing is Edible

Uhh thanks?

[gabessquishytum]

Thinking about warprize cat!dream having king cow!Hob's bigheaded baby.

Cats do tend to hide when it's their time is it not? So I imagined Dream slinking (waddling) through the corridors when he feels the first twinge, and suddenly he feels like he has to press close to the wall. Everything is just so vast and open, TOO vast and open, and it makes him extremely uncomfortable. Cow architecture is made to fit many people at once because they're extremely sociable, high ceilings, big rooms, big windows, big everything. Dream feels slightly nauseous, even if it didn't bother him before.

So he hurries through the castle, searching for something, not quite knowing himself for what exactly, when he gets closer to the servants areas and happens upon the first (huge, built-in) linen closet.

In the blink of an eye, Dream is inside and curled up. It's narrow, dark, soft, and smells good, and the best thing is that nobody's around.

This changes of course when, a few hours later, the contractions get worse and he can't keep quiet anymore. Also the whole castle is searching for him because he just kinda vanished.

The first poor servant who tries to open the closet gets their face full of claws. The light hurts Dream's eyes (and he's hurting enough already, thank you) and also he needs to be safe.

Through the haze and his own pained sounds Dream can hear more people arrive and then leave again, and then there's a soft, soothing voice, reassuring him that nobody's gonna disturb him, that that is gonna be okay.

It's Hob. Hob sits himself in front of the closet and keeps watch, and talks the whole time to keep Dream grounded (and has a hard time not opening the doors himself with all the sounds coming out).

He's rewarded when, after a particularly nasty hour of screaming, he's tugged into the closet by a weak paw, the doors shutting behind him.

His eyes have a hard time adjusting to the dark and the air is thick with the smell of amniotic fluid and sweat and blood, and then something squirming and slimy and warm is pressed into his arms. Hob's entire existence screeches to a halt the first time their child drinks from him.

He's kinda lost to the world, cradling them in one arm, Dream in the other, half asleep and drinking from his other teat.

That's probably why, when someone tentatively tries to open the closet again, he decidedly shoves it closed again with his foot.

(The linens are kinda ruined, tho. But that's a price Hob is absolutely willing to pay.)

(🦒 anon was kind enough to let me know that this one came from them!)

I absolutely adore this idea. And God do I feel bad for Dream. However many months of carrying Hob’s huge baby have truly done a number on him already, and he's so ready to not be pregnant!!!! He'd dearly love to be back in the cat kingdom now. They tend to set up special nooks and crannies like catperson sized cardboard boxes for their pregnant individuals to retreat to when the time comes. Cat midwifes are also very "hands off" - nobody interferes unless there's a serious problem. To be honest, Dream wouldn't mind a helping hand just to haul the baby out by it's adorable little horns. But he knows that it's best to let nature take its course.

The labour is worth it in the end, because the baby is perfect. Dream even finds himself thinking that another one wouldn't be so bad. The sight of their little one suckling enthusiastically from Hob is truly one that Dream will never forget (and he is very grateful that his husband is a portable source of milk, because he really needs it right now).

Hob finally emerges from the closet hours later with the baby latched on firmly to his teat, and a very exhausted Dream wrapped around him like a deflated serpent. At this point he's thinking that they'll just remodel the closet into a birthing suite... because the way Dream keeps looking at their newborn so adoringly, he gets the feeling that it won't be the last time it's needed!

[4izawas]

Hello! How about kitty Aizawa humping your pillow >_<

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: nsfw | 𝐰/𝐜: 1.08k | 𝐜𝐰: pillow humping, hybrids, prev established relationship.

closing the door behind yourself, you toss your keys into the table in the foyer and stretch with a groan. god, you hated in-building workdays — and you’d had them every day this week and more than half of last week too. you could only grumpily be grateful that you’d been able to get off earlier today.

“shouta, i’m home!” you call quietly, receiving no response.

unbothered, you toe off your shoes and gently nudge them into a half-neat position along the wall before you step further into your home and shed your suit jacket as well, tossing it on the back of a chair at the kitchen table as you scrunch your toes up at the feeling of the cold tile beneath your feet. glancing at the counter, you sigh in relief upon realizing that shouta had forgotten to set out the frozen chicken like you’d asked before you’d left; normally you’d be a little upset, but you really didn’t feel like cooking tonight, so this was a blessing in disguise that meant you could just order in and throw your feet up. 

pulling out your phone, you type in a quick order to shouta’s favorite fast food place and then throw it onto the couch with a sigh, turning on the tv after and lazily flicking through the channels before stopping on the nature channel with a sigh.

maybe netflix would have something more interesting?

a sharp cry from your bedroom has you muting the tv and freezing to listen, your heart racing nervously; was shouta hurt? was that why he’d not answered you? god, what if someone had broken in and hurt him?! there weren’t any signs of a break in, and shouta was very much able to defend himself, but god you’d been gone so long-!

a cry of your name has you rushing to the bedroom, reaching it in record time. you open the door with wide eyes and a worried heart, but your question to shouta dies on your lips as you see what your cat hybrid is actually up to. 

“m-more, more, more~!” he gasps, what looks like tears sparkling in the corners of his good eye as he thrusts sharply against the soft cotton pillowcase with his mouth agape and a line of drool threatening to run down his chin; the fangs in his mouth glinted sharply in the soft  light coming through the cloth of the curtains as the fluffy pillow you used every night was clenched tightly between his muscular thighs. “fuck — fu-uck, please!” 

your jaw drops a little in surprise as you stand in the doorway and watch, unable to do anything else as a coil of heat begins building in your lower belly at the sight of shouta this way, his bare cock dragging across the cloth aggressively and leaving dark wet spots behind as he whines and moans from the feeling that, according to what he was groaning, wasn’t enough. “please, please — yes, more!” he moans lowly, the last word long and drawn out as his thrusts get more and more messy and his tail whipping and writhing behind him. shifting slightly on your feet and clenching your own thighs together, you keep watching without hesitation as your heart begins to beat faster for an entirely different reason. .

so this is why the sheets have been washed every afternoon before i get home, you think, watching the way the tip of his thick length runs along the seam of your pillow, clearly feeling good enough for him to throw his head back over before hastily folding the pillow without looking and shoving his cock into the place he’d made for himself in it and resuming the manic thrusts that only get messier and messier. a longer, low cry coupled with a swift stuttering of his hips is warning enough that he’s about to cum, and you watch with lust-darkened eyes as he keens loudly and curls around the pillow, humping it aggressively while letting out shaky moans and cries. “yes, yes, yes — fuck, please, so good-!” he whimpers, his body shaking, and as he slowly relaxes into the bed with his tail swishing pleasantly from side to side you finally decide to let your presence be known. 

“what a show,” you say softly, and he jumps to look at where you were standing, his one dark eye wide and shocked. obviously he’d not heard you come in, too wrapped up in his previous activity, and considering you lived here he couldn’t exactly go by your scent entering the house — especially not in your own bedroom. 

“i — how — when did-?!” he stutters, his cheeks pinkening as he stares at you from the bed, and you laugh softly as you slowly approach. 

“a lot of it, shou’,” you murmur, voice fond and hot, and his ears flick back in embarrassment as he turns away from you. you just laugh again and sit next to him on the bed before cupping his head in your hands and drawing him close so his head rests on your chest; his skin is warm and his hair is messy, and you find yourself combing out the knots with your fingers as you tease him. “have i left you alone too long, baby? were you so bored and needy here without me?” you ask, playfully mocking him, and he groans and turns to bury his face in your chest. “aww, you just wanted my attention on you and not work, huh-?”

“stop making fun of me,” he mumbles into you, “you’re so fuckin’ mean t’me,” and you laugh softly and cradle him close.

“shhh, it’s all in good fun, baby,” you promise lowly before flipping the two of you so you’re straddling his bare body, his eyes wide beneath you as he looks up at where you were grinning playfully. your eyes twinkle as you say, “i ordered dinner. a few minutes ago and i’m off work until the twenty-seventh — how about you fuck me better than you’ve been fucking my pillow so you can actually be satisfied?”

he grins up at you and throws his arms around you, flipping you both again as he begins to tug at your clothes while growling into your mouth then against your skin as he begins nipping his way down your neck. 

“i’m guessing that’s a yes,” you gasp softly, crying out as he bites at your now bared nipple. 

“yes,” he growls, then starts nipping again. “now quiet; gotta fuck you better, don’t i?”

[eyeless-cunt]

I just wanna say that I always enjoy your writings, no matter what they are, it makes me happy to see your notifications :3 -Catboy anon

that's adorable you're adorable lets make friendship bracelets

[fatuismooches]

HIIII :3 ITS ME... the 🐓!!!!!!!!

So we've had brainror abt reader turning into a cat but what about Dottore?? and his segments?

Reader walks in one day to see a big blue puff cloud and when it disapears theres a bunch of blue cats roaming around and meowing (As soon as they see reader its on sight and they WILL be begging for affection)

Reader sitting on a counch while a bunch of cats surround and suffocate them (it reminds them of Foxttore and the pufflings)

I NEED TO BE SURROUDNED BY A BUNCH OF CATTORES NOWWW Auauuuug

all the cats BITING reader affectionately (they are so MEAN even though reader is so nice to them 😔) AND OMGGG ZANDY AS A TINY LIL KITTEN AUUUUGGG MY HEART IM EXPLODING. ZANDY KITTY 3 SAUCES TALL!!!!!!! his lil meows..... 😭😭

I am ill..... I need doctor..... - 🐓

DOTTOCATS!!! CATTORES!!! <3 It would be the result of a failed experiment of course, just like all the other mishaps that always happen in the lab. Only that this is a lot worse than all the other ones. For them, at least. For you, you could die happily, surrounded by all of this kitty cuteness. Cattores are not amused by your lack of seriousness at the situation. No, they are not cute. Wait, is that a Kamera you have? Don't you dare.

Unfortunately for them, despite all the words they try to spew out, it only comes out as 'meow meow, meow meow meow! meow!' much to their dismay. You don't take their kitty anger too seriously, until they quickly learn how to utilize their new body (biting and repeatedly clawing your leg for attention). (Funnily enough somehow the masks shrunk down to the same size too?)

You will have the tall task of creating the cure to turn them back to normal humans but it won't be too much of a problem, they already have the ingredients in their mouth and are impatiently waiting for you to hurry up. You take your sweet time and take lots of breaks petting Zandy kitty, the only one who doesn't bite you and always brushes against your leg.

Just please cancel that meeting he has with Pantalone today. Please. And then be prepared for when he turns back. At least a cat his biting power isn't that much. As a human, however, well, you already know how that goes. (Isn't he much better to cuddle like this, Dottore asks, as you are trapped for a long time in his arms.)

[ria-starstruck]

I love how you can see the little imprints where pk stepped on the bed like a cat.... the royals have a massive bed to accommodate for the white lady, and teeny pk is loafing in the middle with little dents of the path he took.....

omg anon...the mental image u have bestowed upon me...

catloafing together...