#stomps hoof.

[miopet]

pony need dental care oh la la. screamings

[henswilsons]

s1 moments that make me scream 16/?

[sqoks-aesthetics]

diversity win! this animal abuser is part of the lgbt community!

[todayisafridaynight]

mine as aries… the cleft hooves check out. the kirin but as a fluffy fluffy ram plz

my emotional support ram your honor (he gores people with his horn of justice)

[sleepingcatemojis]

Hebbo!! Can I request a blue cow ear and tail wiggle? Maybe stomps?

here you go!!

[milquetoad]

sunday women’s social + a rascal + horse boyband

[izzy-b-hands]

sitting here trying to get thru my second shift and suddenly

for no good reason the image of that fuckin iasip meme came to mind ('the economy is in shambles') but it's Ed, Stede, and Izzy (alive and I hate that i have to clarify that but here we are) trying to run the inn*

*Said with love to all three of them but. oh boy.

[acerobbiereyes]

Wow, I don’t think i’ve hated anyone as much as I hate these Por-Mor bastards.

[whiterosemilktea]

can sofi.... understand horses..

... neigh.

[flatstarcarcosa]

saw an (obvious clickbait but alas) headline on reddit last night that the Crisp Rat is in talks w/ gunn to leave marvel after the next movie and hop to dc an ‘fans are expecting him to play d/eath/stroke’ and i need you all to know, from the bottom of my heart that if that man even so much as THINKS about slade too hard i am stomping him to death with my fucking hooves

[obsessivevoidkitten]

The Deer's Prince(ss)

Male Deertaur Yandere x Feminized Male Wolf Hybrid Reader (CW: Noncon, feminization, misgendering, inhuman genitalia, breeding, fingering, overstimulation, reader fucked out of their mind, chasing, kidnapping, general yandere behavior) Word Count: 1.1k

You were sprinting through the forest, running from the prince who owned you.

Under normal circumstances, you would have been able to move a lot more stealthily and gracefully, but continued captivity had dulled your senses and abilities.

When the kingdom of the deertaurs finally won the decades long war against the wolf folk they demanded many things in the treaty to end the war.

One of the things they demanded was a princess to marry their son, marriage was a typical way to seal an agreement of peace.

But there was no princess, instead they took you. And Prince Inthil had made you into his princess. Treating you like a dainty flower instead of the proud wolf hybrid that you were! Going so far as to even dress you in frilly dresses and address as a girl… and bed you as one too…

Having had as much as you could handle you fled. You tore off the female clothing and ran naked into the woods. Treaty be damned, you didn’t deserve this!

But being pampered as a fragile little lady had made your footfalls heavy and clumsy, it may have been enough to outrun a human, but certainly not Prince Inthil. His deceptively lean body was fast and powerful, four legs carrying him like he was the wind itself.

Suddenly you felt a sharp yank on your arm. You shuddered as Inthil pulled you close, you had thought you were still a bit ahead of the deer man.

His creepy grin looked even more sinister under the light of the moon, his long blond hair softly glowing, and his eyes looking at you with twisted adoration and amusement.

If you had only been looking at his face you may have mistaken him for a beautiful woman. But his muscles, body hair on his human half, and antlers on his head proved otherwise.

“Hello my lady~ You mustn’t run off like that, it is far too dangerous for a little girly to be running around in the woods at night by herself! If you wanted a moonlit stroll, I would have accompanied you~”

You tried to wriggle out of his grasp but he was powerful. He lifted you up and pressed you against a tree.

“If my father knew my wife ran off like that it could start a war! Don’t worry princess, I won’t tell. After all, I am sure it just slipped your mind to ask me to come with you, RIGHT?!”

As he said that last word he roughly pulled you forward then slammed you back against the rough bark. It did not hurt much, but you gasped in surprised.

Prince Inthil took this opportunity and kissed you deeply. Hungrily. His tongue swirling around yours as it invaded your mouth.

You shivered. He finally broke the kiss, leaving you both panting for oxygen.

“Are you cold? You’re shaking so much. I know what will warm you up.”

He stroked your cheek tenderly, but you knew what that look and tone of voice meant.

You growled, baring your teeth as your tail bristled and your ears moved back, almost flat, against your head.

“Awe, I bet a nice breeding will help your sour mood too…”

There were no clothes for him to pull off of you this time. He laid you down on the cool forest floor. You started to move but he stomped a hoof on you with enough force for you to get the memo.

You did what was expected of you. Keeping your face down you arched your ass up.

“My bitch must be in heat to present her pussy so nicely for me~” He cooed in his sickeningly sweet voice.

You were sniffing as tears rolled down your face uncontrollably. You were a man and you didn’t want this, what had you ever done to anyone to deserve being forced to be a girl and raped constantly.

“Don’t cry my love. I always make love with you gently, I know how delicate you are~”

You didn’t care how gentle he was, it was still against your will and sometimes forced with a bit of pain. Like just now when he had stomped his hoof on you.

You could feel his slimy cock rubbing up against your hole, eager to slide into you, but he made himself resist the lure of your insides for a moment while he prepped you.

He did this by using the tip of his prick to massage your entrance, and lather it in precum.

Then he slowly, bit by bit, slid into your ass. He gasped as he entered you.

“G-gods princess , your cunt is amazing~”

You just fit him so well, it was like sliding into a warm glove made specifically for his 10in cock.

He was large and powerful, and like always he had to resist just pounding into you with reckless abandon. It took all his power not to.

But he had to make sure you were treated like the frail lady that you were, it wouldn’t do for him to harm a princess, it would be unthinkable.

So instead he savored it, and eventually his careful ministrations were met with your beautiful little whimpers and moans of pleasure.

You always tried to stifle them away from him, but you never managed to.

His cock was kissing your walls so tenderly, touching that spot inside you that he always seemed to find.

Prince Inthil managed to coax several orgasms out of you, making you pant and gasp with each thrust into your overstimulated body. You couldn’t help humping into your hand, desperately seeking another release as his balls finally emptied into you.

“You make such lovely sounds when we make love~”

He picked up your cum leaking body and held you close, you were so fucked out that you couldn’t do anything, your arms were like jelly from being in that pose for so long.

You muttered something incomprehensible and went limp as he put you over his shoulders. He chose to interpret the noises as a declaration of love.

“Awe, I love you too. I knew all you needed was a good breeding~”

The prince kissed the top of your head softly before smiling to himself. He just had the most wonderful idea. He’d quite like to hear those cute sounds of yours on the way home.

As he slowly hauled you back home he slid a couple fingers into your cum-lubed ass, eliciting more of those cute little gasps and moans, albeit tired and weaker ones, from your pretty mouth.

“Don’t worry darling, when we get back we can mate some more before I clean you up."

[thrasherella]

Somewhat subby holstaur lover who has very sensitive horns and loves when his human girlfriend hangs onto them like a pair of handlebars while he rails her

...

"Good morning sweetheart," she stroked his long, soft cow ears gently, running her hands through his thick, dark brown hair, fingers lightly tracing around the base of his smooth, creamy horns.

He shivered, eyes closing momentarily as he swallowed hard; his horns were so sensitive, and the way she was playing around them, never quite touching them directly, was starting to make his cock throb and twitch, already swollen and begging for more attention.

"Good...good morning," he panted, a long, low moan escaping his throat as she finally cupped her hands around his horns, grabbing onto them lightly. His hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer, his intimidatingly large erection pressed against her, making her gasp and blush deeply crimson as he gave a husky grunt, grinding eagerly against the denim fabric of her overalls. "Not fair..." he whined softly, grasping her hips tighter. "They're so sensitive..." he shook his head in a pathetic attempt to break her grip, but she held fast, grinning mischievously at him. "You know how worked up I am right away in the morning..."

"I know darlin'..." she momentarily let go of his horns, dropping her hands to swiftly undue the buckles of her overalls, the straps falling with a soft clattering of metal. He didn't need any prompting to tug at the now loose fabric, sending them sliding to the floor, leaving her lower half naked and fully exposed to him. He could already smell her honeyed scent, a quick glance showing him that her own arousal was already spilling from her cunt and dripping down her inner thighs.

She hastily tugged her t-shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside; he picked her up with ease, strong arms supporting her, his hands gripping her thighs as she hung on to his horns, wrapping her legs instinctively around his waist. He leaned in to gently fondle her bare breasts with his mouth; running his tongue and teeth against her pert nipples, suckling at his soft skin delicately as she mewled and sighed her approval.

He lowered her until her slick entrance was pressed against the tip of his cock, the way she tugged and grasped at his horns fanning the wildfire that was already blazing out of his control in his groin. She rolled her hips, teasing him by pushing in just his cockhead, bouncing gently against his swollen length before pulling him out sliding her cunt down against his shaft. He huffed and grunted as she played with him, his hips bucking and jerking, hands grasping her, trying to force her onto him, but she would manage to slide her hips at just the right angle to deny him every time. He suddenly gave a frustrated snort and bellowed, and she jumped; white hot lightning shooting through her core at the rumbling sound, her pussy spasming and gushing more of her juices against him, his cock twitching in response, his face flushing deep crimson as he bit his lip, looking down at her pleadingly.

"Pleasepleaseplease," he begged, broad chest and shoulders heaving as he panted, still desperately trying to buck himself into her to no avail. "Want you so bad...need to feel you on my cock, please please please, wanna breed--"

Finally, mercifully, she lined up her entrance with his dripping cock and he rammed full into her, hilting her in one swift motion that made her see stars, her cunt clenching tightly around his girth, crying out as she shot to climax, her hands again tightening around his horns, legs trembling as she squirted, making a mess all over him.

One of his hoofed feet gave a hard, thunderous stomp against the barn floor as his head fell back and he again gave a long, low bellowing moan, grabbing hold of her hips and pounding into her, no longer able to hold back, moving her up and down along his length like she was his pocket pussy, her abdomen bulging slightly with every thrust as he forced her to take every inch of him.

"Better hold on tight," he grunted, his voice low and thick. "Gunna give you the ride of your life..."

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Head Canon:

A Friendship Forever

Yandere Platonic Unicorn x GN Reader

This is a self indulgent piece for all the people who always wanted a unicorn as a friend when they were young (albeit a crazy one).

Tw: Kidnapping, being held hostage (affectionately), platonic yandere, and yandere themes

Your hands ran a brush through Andromeda’s white main. The unicorn leaned into your touch with a whinny.

“Andromeda, I cannot stay here.” You softly whispered to your longtime friend. The unicorn turned her head to look at you, her soft voice rung in your brain. It still unnerved you that she’d always communicate with you telepathically despite how many years she’d done this…

“But it’s safe here. You said you didn’t want to get married or grow old, so I brought you here.” Andromeda’s white ears flapped against her head, another whinny left her lips.

“I said that when I was five, Andromeda.” You sighed softly. “I’m in my twenties now-“

“Humans are a fleeting existence! You’d whither away if I didn’t step in!” Andromeda nodded her head. “You’re my best friend! I cannot bear to lose my best friend!”

Andromeda rose to her feet before she shook her head, her dark eyes held a playful glint in them. “Come on! We can frolic together in the enchanted forest just like we always have!”

“We can play forever! This is much better than being with humans. Humans are bad! But not you… you’re the best!”

Andromeda nodded her head at you, a snort escaped her muzzle when you didn’t get up right away. “I know you’re not tired! You’ve slept for hours! Come on!”

You sighed when Andromeda stomped her hooves at you to encourage you to get up. The unicorn happily whinnied when you obediently followed her. “There we go! Want to race to the waterfall?”

“Andromeda, you know you’ll win.” You sighed when the unicorn stamped her hooves against the forest floor.

“Not true! I let you win sometimes!” The unicorn began to circle you as she shook her mane about in a playful manner. This unicorn was still quite childish despite the many years you’ve known her. “It’s been a fifty-fifty!”

Andromeda bumped her head against your back. “Well, if you don’t want to do that, we can make flower crowns in the field!” The thought seemed to excited the unicorn who began to bounce up and down. “You can make your flower crowns and I can eat some flowers! That’s a fantastic deal, wouldn’t you say?”

You gave the unicorn a sad smile. This mythical creature could never understand you properly. You knew her will came from a good place, you’d never starve her or worry about rent anymore… but you missed your friends. Your human friends. And time seemed to pass by so differently in this enchanted forest. The weather was always perfect… And that’s when a terrifying thought entered your mind. How long have you been here exactly?

“How long have I been here with you now, Andromeda?” You softly asked the unicorn, hopeful for reassurance that it’s only been a few weeks… that you still had a life to go back to if you tried to escape.

Andromeda thought for a moment before she stomped her hoof on the ground. “It’s been about five months here, but that’s fifty years in your world!”

Andromeda circled you. “I upset the balance of the forest for my very best friend! But the spirits are not upset with me since I’ve been alone for so long! Yes, yes! We will be together until the end of time! Just you and me… friends forever.”

You felt a few tears run down your cheeks as your situation finally sunk in. You really were trapped here forever with her…

[skelkankaos]

WHATS UP YouTube; welcome to the ULTIMATE sugar cube taste test. remember to STOMP on that like button with your hoof and damage your rider's phone screen

[skyscrapergods]

Do the gods ever feel bad about stepping on mortals accidently?

They generally are able to avoid smashing mortals by stepping in the same place every day, with their tracks being distinct areas that you know to stay out of when you see a sister coming in the distance.

If a mortal is in the sacred print when the hoof comes down, they were either left there like a victim tied to train tracks, or they are stupid. Like trains, gods don't always notice when they've clipped someone who got too close to the hoof-fall for a thrill. They just keep going, and mortals have to clean up the mess.

So most of the time, if you are smart and stay out of their way, you can avoid being crushed. Gods are predictable, and when they need to deviate from their path, they move slowly and carefully to allow mortals to get out of the way.

The exception is when the gods are doing battle, a rare calamity with global devastation. Wild stomping, celestial bodies falling from the sky, and crushing oblivion.

God Battle is apocalyptic. Mortals who live through it pray every day for the memories to leave them, wishing they could believe the gods were always peaceful.

[sleepingcatemojis]

!!!! Hi I hope this is alright to request, maybe a satyr emoji stamping feet?? I'm satyrkin and feet stamping is one of my stims ^^

here you go!