#raccoon lovers

[littlepawz]

No matter how few possessions you own or how little money you have, loving wildlife and nature will make you rich beyond measure.

~Paul Oxton~

[samsquirkyspace]

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[kness]

I took the pictures, I resized and all, now I need to rename and sort, and then tomorrow, shop restock ! Around noon EST 💖

[dyoungs]

SUNWOO in LIP GLOSS

[revillagenews]

We present the dark council!

Donna is going through it, elena is just there, Bela is being blackmailed to be there, mia just came from a beat down. Raccoon (@cookedupinthelabm8 ) is staring into Donna's soul, wanting tea from her. And moth/intern is leading the meeting

[moreaugriffins]

[thisbisexualbrainrot]

I always draw Crowley on the side that doesn’t have his tattoo and idk why I do that cause I want to draw it ugh

anyway have some sweet little sexual tension celestial beings ✨😌 inspired by Masters of Sex but then it morphed into its own little cute moment instead because Aziraphale is nothing like Bill Masters and my brain couldn’t do it

[raccoonfallsharder]

Chapter 1/3?: Blackmail Material

have some smut for your monday

a classic tale of "that fuckin raccoon found your sex-toy."

probably set post-endgame? friends-to-lovers, feel-good vibes, love confessions, exhibitionism/voyeurism, and just the tiniest bit of pussy-slapping. This will be three parts (maybe four) and may take a bit longer than my other fics to update. please remember to be 18+ and check the ao3 tags

“I’ll tell you what,” he offers up, still grinning that shit-eating grin. “I won’t say a word and I’ll give it back to you. You can even keep whatever batteries are in it.” That sounds too good to be true. You raise a brow and cross your arms in front of your breasts. “If?” “If you let me watch you use it,” he challenges, eyes daring you. “For science.”

Chapter 1/3: Blackmail Material

[nikolausspicacc]

[murksou]

Rivals of Aether art?! From Tiguerie?!?!?! No way!!!!!!!!!!

[imtrashraccoon]

I was rather bored while trying to write Chapter 2 so instead of continuing to struggle, I elected to skip ahead and write a self-indulgent scene instead.

Is this canon? Debatable, but it does set the tone of how I want things to end up.

Please enjoy because I certainly did.

The First Chapter.

Nightmare Cuddles

The soft pitter patter of rain on the bay window had lulled you into a deep slumber hours ago but now had picked up into a torrential storm. The wind shrieked and somewhere down below you could hear the creaking of the main gates as they were battered by the storm. Every now and then a flicker of lightning would break through the gloom, followed by a low rumble of thunder that at times shook the very foundations of the castle.

It had been a long time since you'd experienced a storm as wild as this one had proved to be. They only happened once or twice a year at most and this one seemed to be the largest you ever remembered witnessing.

It wasn't the awful weather that had woken you up though. Somehow, you'd been sleeping so deeply that you hadn't even noticed the loud thunder or the way the rain was pounding on your window.

There was a hand resting on your shoulder. Even through your night gown, you could feel how cool it was and how the tips curled slightly into claws, which thankfully weren't actually pressing into your skin.

Now, living in a castle with half a dozen skeletons might make it difficult to tell who had woken you up, but there were only two that you knew who actually had claws. The one would've knocked at your door before even dreaming of entering your bedroom without permission. The other...well, he could do as he damn well pleased, not that you minded.

You shifted your body and rolled over to meet the singular glowing cyan eyelight of the only person who ever made nightly visits like this.

Lord Nightmare

Well actually, you hadn't called him by his title for a while now, at least not when alone like this. He'd all but insisted you call him by his actual name when you had confessed about feeling insecure with the power imbalance in your relationship. So who were you to refuse?

Maybe you sucked at standing up for yourself or maybe you couldn't say no to him. Maybe it was the fact that he was a literal god and spoke in a way that meant his word was final. Whatever the actual reason, the facts were that you'd grown rather close with him and he with you.

He wasn't particularly romantic, although he had a penchant for theatrics and liked to make a show of how much he cared about you. It was actually rather embarrassing when he'd show you off, but thankfully he was merciful and only did so when he felt particularly needy. Still, a small part of you always felt so special when he'd dote on you.

"Did I disturb your slumber, my dear?"

While his low voice still had the snarky inflection it always did, it was also cool and calm. Like a clear spring in a deep cave that was isolated from the current chaotic storm outside. The look in his eye socket seemed comforting and yet, there was a deeper emotion akin to longing as well.

You shook your head and gave him a gentle, albeit drowsy, smile. "No, it's alright... Is there something wrong, Night?" you whispered.

You didn't miss the way his smile quirked up at the nickname. He hummed quietly and glanced towards the window before his gaze returned to your own.

"I just wanted to check on you is all. What with the weather outside, I didn't know if you were struggling to sleep..."

You quirked an eyebrow at his words. You knew that if he was so concerned about you he didn't even need to leave his own quarters just to sense your current emotions. Yet he'd decided to come see you for himself to make sure you were alright?

Propping yourself up on one elbow, you huffed and shot him your most unimpressed expression you could muster in your current state. "You felt lonely, huh?" you asked.

He chuckled softly and leaned closer to you, but in doing so, you could now make out the shadowy shapes of his tentacles as they bobbed with his movements. "I'm always lonely when you're not with me, Aylin..." he purred.

It was one of those times again it seemed. You didn't mind whenever he would purposely seek you out, but it seemed to be happening more often as of late. It was a good thing you weren't in the middle of anything, besides trying to sleep anyways, as now you weren't going anywhere for who knew how long.

"I should've known as soon as you woke me," you muttered. With a soft sigh, you sat up and tilted your head in a questioning manner. "So, how lonely are we talking? Is this a hugs and cuddles moment or a...more intense one?"

The mattress shifted as Nightmare sat down on the edge of the bed and simultaneously scooted even closer to you. "I wouldn't wake you up just for carnal desires, my dear. No, I merely wish for your company right now," he murmured.

As he spoke, you could feel the tentacles encircle and coil around your upper back, waist, and thighs. They were cool to the touch, sort of like his bones, except softer, almost like flesh but not at all like your own skin. He also tugged the blankets higher and tucked them around you in an effort to make you as comfortable as possible.

This was new. If Nightmare was in a cuddling mood, he normally just pulled you into his lap and held you close until either someone needed him or he was satisfied. Other times, he would whisk you away to his private bedroom where no one could save you from his affections, if he was feeling particularly needy that is. Very rarely did he come find you and stick close while you continued what you'd been doing, let alone stay in your own room like this.

You hummed and snuggled up against him. It was nice being this close. You could feel the hum of his latent magic as it flowed through his mana lines, and despite being made of bone, he was actually really good at hugging. It wasn't quite like a bear hug, but when he held you tight like this, you always felt so safe.

Nothing could separate you from him. Not even the torrential storm outside could possibly pry you from the tendrils of a god.

A shiver ran down your spine as he raked his phalanges across your scalp. "You are very special to me, you know that, right?" he whispered.

"Yeah, I know..."

He continued stroking your hair in silence. His tentacles were also occasionally undulating against your skin in a way that kind of felt like a nice massage. You quickly found yourself nodding off again and while part of you wanted to stay awake so you could enjoy this moment with him, you were powerless against the pull of sleep.

Just before you passed out though, you felt him shift the way he was holding you and before he pressed a slow skeleton kiss against your forehead.

"Good night, my dear Aylin. Sleep well..."

[cottagecore-raccoon]

And if you don't mind, what about them do you specifically relate to?

I have a theory I'm trying to test... (obviously I ran out of space, so I tried to include the ones most popular in fanfics)

[kness]

Magical Salt Shakers 💖 they don't need a stopper, they're round and cute, handmade and some are available.

[gummygoatgalaxy]

New ocs for me and my love @thedaemonicangel

Hers is the purple Owl/Cat hybrid and mine is the pink Goat/Raccoon hybrid💕

[sam-0117]

LoverboySUNWOOday

🎥©️®️respective owners

[commanderraccoon]

The raccoon in the trash can when Mia gets dunked in by a pissed Dimitrescu