#cubbish

[beefysmorgasbord]

Soooooo cute.

[k5sm9oq3xsqrf]

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[contrappostoes]

Hey im new here but are you fr a bear named sophia bc if so that’s fucking awesome

smiles well I'm cubbish at best but I'll cherish this message forever

[bitchfitch]

surprising no one, my fursona is a horrid twink.

ill probably color this later >.>

[maletfs]

You can find the UNCENSORED version of this story here.

It's difficult to find good boyfriend material at Uni. All the guys are pretty young and stupid, with very little experience between the sheets. I wanted to find myself someone a little more mature, more... dominant. When it became obvious that I wouldn't be finding any of those in campus, I changed tactics. I started dating Gabe, a really sweet but pretty bland twink from my Gothic Literature lecture. Once I knew he was pretty hooked on me, I spiked his beer with a little something I'd found online. The changes started immediately. His clean-shaven face darkened with a salt-and-pepper beard. His twinkish frame bulked up, tearing off his shirt and trousers into shreds. And the look in his eyes - he looked at me like I was a piece of meat, waiting to be devoured. He quickly lifted me off the sofa and took me to the bedroom. His cock - now twice as thick as it was before - barely spent a minute in my mouth before it found its way into my hole. His body weight had increased so much and he was ramming me with such intensity that I could barely catch my breath, my thin frame pinned against the sheets. But suddenly I started feeling... bigger. The amount of padding between me and the bed increased as I grew a modest gut and pecs. My entire frame bloated with a decent layer of cubbish fat, and even my ass swelled, growing needier and needier with every extra pound. "Harder" I managed to ask, my own changes sending me into a state of stupor. "Harder... what?", he demanded. "Harder, sir".

[blackberryshawty]

The cute cubbish guy at subway didn’t charge me for extra bacon which means obviously he’s in love with me also yeah I go to subway like yeah I’m trash sp what?

[crubdraws]

i heard you made tlk videos?? omg if they’re the ones i’m thinking of may I just say you are carrying this entire fandom and have made me SO happy. (also im pretty shy and you prob know who I am bf I’ve sent you an ask before but,,, may I use ur Alfred fanart as my icon bc i LOVE it!! your art is amazing and it makes my day hehe)

I do yeah (I'm cubbish crub on YT idk if that's the one you watched), and yes ngl for a while it really felt like I was the only one making content for this ship! But now more and more people are coming to the fandom, it's freaking awesome!!

Omg anon, don't be shy!! I'd love to talk more about Altherd and I swear I'm nice deep down. Of course you can use my art (as long as you credit me :) and thanks for asking!)

[beefysmorgasbord]

Gorgeous furry torso on this one.

[decadentbluebirdcherryblossom]

just to enjoy

Thoughts are things. Today I choose to focus on the bright side of life. To find deep inside me this child like joy. The simple joy of pure being. This cubbish delight that the sun can be so beautiful, coffee so delicious and the raindrops so full of magic. Today I am grateful for each and every breath. This bliss that I woke up in the morning.

[queer-as-phucc-blog]

Good Morning!🐻

Good morning world! 🐻⛅

I hope everyone has had a peaceful nights rest & is ready to face any challenges that comes your way today

[pandasneedourlove]

Gao Gao by Rita Petita Via Flickr: Our handsome Daddy Bear Gao Gao enjoying his bamboo. I don't know how he does it but at approximately 29-30 years of age he still has a cubbish look to him.

[eldordex]

Choose your Starter. Will you start your new adventure with Calfuego the Fire Type Golden Calf Pokemon? Or perhaps you prefer Cubbish the Grass Type Teddy Cub Pokemon? Last but certainly not least is Agualot the Water Type Ocelot Pokemon.

[haveueverlovedawoman]

Happy Father's Day by Rita Petita Via Flickr: To our Daddy Bear Gao Gao. At the age of 29-30. Gao Gao retains his cubbish charm. He is the father of 5 of the 6 panda cubs born at the San Diego Zoo. He is also the only panda male in the USA to breed naturally. We are very proud of him.

[acousticmission]

The Photoshoot

Welcome to this weeks blog post. 

Last week I had my photos taken for social media accounts, and I am quite surprised how well it went because the conditions and the equipment were not optimal. You can see the finished photo on my Facebook page here: https://www.facebook.com/acousticmissionofficial/

Today I want to talk about the photoshoot, the chosen location and some of the plans concerning that location.

Because of the current pandemic, I wanted to create my online profile to look positive and friendly and avoid negativity. I thought that it would suit the concept to have a warm image taken with a rustic background. The inspiration for the Idea came from Paul Kalkbrenners current Profile Picture (follow the link to the Facebook page here: https://www.facebook.com/paulkalkbrenner). Nevertheless, we chose an abstract location, which was an old vaulted cellar. Most professional portrait photographers prefer natural lighting, and some won't even shoot in anything else. It became apparent why that is when we were taking the photos in the dark location. The biggest challenge was to find a sweet spot with the lights to avoid the occurrence of shadows. 

Figure 1 (The cellar before clearing out)

Anyway, before the location was ready for the taking the photos, we had to spend one day cleaning the place up and had to clear out all the cubbish, consisting mostly of wooden shelves, which have fallen apart due to the time they had been down there (See Figure 1). 

Figure 2 ( cellar on the day of the photo shoot)

Furthermore, the seller was great for capturing good pictures, and the location turned out to become considered an environment for a low budget video production (See Figure 2). Shooting in one place and finding an interesting visual element can be an advantage and keep things simple as there will be other things to worry about already.

[ridleytheknight]

Games and Piercings Part 3

Part 3 is here and ready to go! Surprise!!! I’ve decided that this series needed a couple more things to make it truly complete. The fourth and final part will be out soon! So please keep an eye out for it!

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           The game did not rest in peace. It had simply been a pause menu for Lance he guessed, and he wasn’t sure what would’ve hurt worse. Them never caring at all and letting him continue on letting go and . Or getting his hopes up just to practically let him fall and crunch onto the cold metal ground.

           At least he still had Allura and Coran. But, he hadn’t told them what was going on again, he didn’t want to bother them or upset them with the fact the paladins that they were growing so proud of rebuilding team morals and kindness weren’t quite following through.

           Lance thought for a brief moment, that the worst part was that Shiro had promised.

           Promises were sacred in Lance’s household. You could only say I promise to something you knew you could do. Otherwise you always had to say I’ll try. You never promised something that even had the off chance of being untrue. Lance had the fleeting thought that promises might be why he was so homesick he guessed. He knew the war wasn’t ending soon, but he had promised to be home before Annalee graduated. (He had ten years left to keep that promise.) Shiro never knew how precious promises were to Lance. For all Shiro knows Lance was in a fever dream. Unable to hear the promise. But Lance had, and clung onto it.

           But old habits die hard he guessed.

           At least, for Shiro and the others.

           It was all good at first too! They were paying attention again, they were all having fun and being together. Hunk and Pidge would listen to his stories again. Pidge would argue with his doting, but give in. He worked with Hunk in the kitchen again. He trained with Keith, learning that if he stuck out his tongue just right to show the piercing that Keith was practically still as a statue. And too embarrassed to argue in his own defense. Shiro would always laugh in the background and tease Keith for him.

           It was, a comfortable existence. Something he could get used to.

           Then. The mission on Stic’ar happened.

           Ever since that the team was back to practically ignoring each other. No one was happy with how the mission went. They lost the planet and had so many causalities. But Lance had thought they could pull together and deal with it. The Alteans and him had sat down during one of their spa nights and talked it through. All of them feeling better about it by the end of the night. But the other paladins weren’t talking. Only withdrawing into their different projects, or training, or strategizing. Not listening to the people trying to pull them out of their heads. Not listening to Lance as he tried to get them to take care of themselves.

           Eventually he gave up. Allura knew the exact moment the game started again as Lance walked up to her from the planet where he’d gone off on his own. Coming back with a new little piercing on the front right part of his nose.

           Not one thing was said as Lance sat down for ‘team dinner’ and he was the only one at the table until the Alteans came and gave him small comforts. Allura running through her hands through his hair, still dyed with those tropical ocean colors. The dye was permanent, aliens certainly knew how to work their magic didn’t they?

           Lance went about his days as he used to. Doing chores and working with the Alteans to clean the castle. Bonding with Blue and the other lions. Cleaning them and sharing stories with them. Each lion bugging Lance to do them first, Black and Red usually trying to hoard his attention while Blue sent smug emotions through their mental links, frustration through the other lions links. Everyone knew that Blue was Lance’s and vice versa. Blue was the number on Lance’s list. Though Red and Black were second of list of favorite lions. They needed the most attention and cleaning as Hunk and Pidge were often religious in cleaning and fixing their lions. Keith and Shiro always seeming to be training or planning. In turn, he’d gotten the closest with the two sentient machines. Black was always a little cocky, but not in the bad way, rather in the pretending to be in charge cause she really can’t control the pride when it comes to acting cubbish. Red simply didn’t care how childish she was acting. If she wanted attention she was going to damn well get it. Whether she had to break into Blue’s hangar or not. It was amusing to Lance.

           Most of the time, even if Lance promised to come to both of them, he ended up with all three of them in him and Blue’s hangar anyway. Blue being patient for a long time, until the rare times when she whined about Lance being her cub and her claiming his time before she would be her own version of childish and simply open her jaws and grabbed Lance in her mouth like a mother lioness. Not letting him out of her cockpit until he gave her all the one on one love and affection she wanted. (Neither Blue or her paladin minded these times.)

           All the lions assured Lance that their paladins were just going through a rough time, but they would snap out of it. Lance wasn’t sure what to believe.

           He’d thought the game had ended, but all he’d really gotten was a pause menu until the game amped up its levels to fit his new style of playing. Though. Lance had to admit, he though he’d seen Hunk pause one day when Lance was doing dishes with Coran. Eyes squinting at Lance’s face. Where the new nose piercing, and an even newer inner ear cartilage piercing on his right ear was. Before Hunk blinked away with a bleary smile.

           Had he noticed, or had he just been zoning out in exhaustion?

           Either way, Lance knew for a fact none of them noticed the new tattoo he had on him. It was rather large, all three of his favorite lions on his lower right stomach and hip. Playing with each other and their elements. They’d all purred when he drew his tattoo. Yellow and Green being just content with Lance’s company every now and again, they were fine without being on his skin. They didn’t talk to Lance like Black and Red did. Black and Red themselves were smug and thrilled to be on the blue cub’s tattoo. They knew they’d grown close, Lance could hear them, and they could hear him in the bond. But they never thought Blue’s cub would grow so fond as to include them into something so sacred. They were very pleased.

           Though admittedly, Lance smirked. Blue and Red reminded him of how Lance and Keith used to be. The two lions liked to race each other, and Lance knew for a fact that Blue rubbed it in Red’s face that Lance had two tattoos for her, and only one for Red and Black. A shared tattoo even. Lance smiled and laughed around the crazy lions. Finding comfort even as the silent and lonely days without his teams interactions outside of training dragged on.

           He would persevere. The game would play. The lions would love him unconditionally.

           He would be just fine. Ignoring the gnawing and craving of his team’s old antics.

           His old self.

           He was fine.

           Right?

Part 4 is out!!! Search for Game Over! Games and Piercings part 4!!!

[jormunganndr]

Hello! Do you only go for bearish/ cubbish type of guys? What's your ideal guy? Thanks. 😸

Not exclusively but I do love cubs and bears, thicc boys are 😍