#white tigers

[themotherofblood]

Ruie my dear, can I get an imagine or oneshot fluff Daemon x poc Martell (or Essosi) fem! reader where they're married with kids and reader is pregnant again and for some reason Daem decides to give her a tiger as a gift, at first she's kind of confused and really surprised (like how/when/where and why of all possible gifts he chose a fucking tiger ) but the children are fascinated by the animal and in the end she ends up getting attached too. Just some good old fluff with some humor if possible please? (if that doesn't make sense, sorry is that I saw a picture of a tiger and a half of this idea and coincidentally saw that you reopened your requests, so… but feel free to ignore it and sorry for my English)

ahhh, I really wanted make a longer one but felt I should keep the fluff to the point so here’s a blurby fic

WC: 1.2k?

You had laid lounged out in the beach, your pink chiffon gown clinging to your skin in the warm summer breeze. A small white haired child sat a few feet away from you, six summers of age and the prettiest lady in all of the Known World. Her hair, the same as her father and her skin, the very olive tanned aura of your own. There was much serenity in the small family of comfort you had procured, a fiery husband who filled you to birth your firey daughter Alyssa. She sat making castles out of sand, far enough that the moat would fill with water but wouldn’t topple her creation.

“Madame, the prince had returned from Bravos,” an attendant tore you attention from your daughter, Daemon had been gone for near a week, away striking bargain or mostly threatening people with his dragon to get what he wanted. You acknowledged the servant before he took his leave, from your periphery out pours the vision of silver hair blowing against the winds as the thuds of his boots against the sand filled your ears

“Papa!” Alyssa shrieked, pulling herself up with wobbly legs and running over to Daemon. Ready to throw herself at him as he reached down to swing her body up to towards him. She giggled and shrieked some more, pressing kisses to his cheeks as she giggled at him tickling her. He smiled at where you were sat, curls in a neat braid and the curve of your swollen belly against your dress, he did that, the glow of motherhood adorning your skin so pretty, he did that.

He walked over with Alyssa in his arms to situate himself next to you, the girl once again ran of to finish her architectural masterpiece as Daemon leaned his head down to lay a peck at your belly before letting your lips, “have they been good?”

You nodded, “they simmered down a while ago, might have grown bored fighting within mama, huh?” you questioned at your belly.

“Papa look! M’ made a castle!” Alyssa said, waving her hands frantically to grab her father’s attention.

He complimented his girl, his lips curling wider. “I brought you something,” he whispered, his small finger tracing against your jaw as he kissed your lips once more before standing up. He reached down to pull you up before pulling Alyssa onto his lap as he led you inside the palace. Alyssa all through babbled about the shells she found and the baby crabs she saw. Daemon humming along, finding her stories to be valiant stories of knights, his perfect poppet with her legs hanging couldn’t help but spew every detail of her day to her father.

“What have you done?” you stopped at your tracks, the white feline that seemed of popped it’s head out a wicker basket.

“I’ve bought you a big cat,” Daemon said all nonchalant as Alyssa wiggled in his arms to be let down, “go on, help mama name it,” he told her.

“Daemon,” you hissed at him. “That is a bloody tiger,” you covered your daughter’s ear as you glared at him.

“Mind you, they are tigers,” he corrected as the other orange feline joined his brother and popped the basket over as they escaped.

“Daemon…” you sighed, feeling a nerve in your head pop as you looked the aquarium of snakes and the pit for the small alligator he had procured months before.

“Until my darling’s egg hatches, she gets whatever animal she wants,”

You hadn’t realized how serious Daemon had been about turning this palace into a humid jungle. “What does it even eat?”

“Boots apparently,” Daemon chuckled as one waddled over to him and began nibbling on the fine leather of his boot.

“We keep it?” Both Daemon and Alyssa began to give the eyes, this was a plot, being teamed up against with purple eyes pleading at you. “please mama,” she whispered, her little tongue poking out to pronounce her “l’s” as “w” this was extortion.

“Fine,” you sighed once more.

After supper that night you sat by the glowing hearth, in it laid the metal pot with Alyssa egg. You were willing to hatch with all your maternal rage, hatch you damn fire bird, “glare at it harder my love, it will bond to you instead Alyssa,” Daemon pulled you from your anger fuelled staring.

“I swear on my milk cakes Daemon, if those cats, lizards and snakes eat your precious daughter. I am not birthing you another,” you pouted as he slotted himself behind you, lifting your shift to lay his warm palm upon the babes moving within you.

“Hush, just shhh,” he hummed against your temple. “What animal do you want, I’ll get you one to be rid of this fuss,” he mused.

“I have you, isn’t that more than enough,” you chuckled, already picturing the scowl that settled behind you.

“Huh, I am a dragon, just as these beauties within,” he poked at your middle.

“I was thinking more of a cute white sheep,” you giggled once more.

“Oh? Sheep is it,” his brows shot up as he turned your body to lay under him as he held his weight up by his elbow next to you head. “Would a sheep make you swell so full, hmm.”

The piercing gaze of his eyes made you wriggle underneath him as you shook your head.

“Make your breasts-“ Daemon’s salacious deeds would have continued had you not heard a very faint crack, you both stared at the egg for moment before Daemon shook his head and resumed pressing kissed down your neck.

Another faint crack,

“Gods Daemon!” you whispered in shook as you furiously tapped his shoulder, the top of the egg cracked open. Both of you froze in your compromising position before Daemon shuffled of you and rushed for the door.

You wanted to peak inside, yet you knew to give the little things it’s time to realize what was happening. Daemon returned with a groggy Alyssa with her head buried in his shoulder. “Darling look,” he shook her, patting her back to wake her up just enough to see what she was to become.

The egg rattled as a wing popped out, one of red membranes and purple scales, then popped out it’s tiny head. Alyssa, though usually a loud child, silently watched as her new friend crawled away from the egg pot.

Alyssa lifted her baby finger, apprehensively hiding her face in Daemon’s chest as the baby dragon grazed her skin. She flinched away only to turn to you with the widest smile you had ever seen. “Name it,” you whispered.

“Dragon!” She excitedly whispered making Daemon and you chuckle. “Yes zaldrititos, but you cannot name a dragon, Dragon,” Alyssa’s smile downturned as she looked to her father. You could tell she was thinking hard, reaching within her small vocabulary to find a name.

“Crocus,” she looked to her father for approval, you shook your head. After all, something of yours influenced her as she named the dragon a flower from your hand grown gardens.

“Crocus,” he agreed.

Alyssa sat upon the rug with the baby dragon climbing in her shoulder as Daemon returned to sit next you, the scene unfolding in front of you, so intimate and sweet you hadn’t realized your eyes were wet until Daemon wiped at them.

“Daemon,” you sniffled, he hummed as a reply.

“You bring another animal into the house, you sleep on the floor,”

[little-pup-pip]

white tiger moodboard? /nf

Here you go!!

[matan4il]

If tigers are big cats, look at these big kittens! <333

[norapotwora]

Another tiger? What a surprise!

This is the last one of this year's #febroary. This was a beautiful journey full of spots, stripes and toe beans.

12 drawings of big cats have been created, and this collection will be available as a prints in my print store!

[without-ado]

Attack! on both?! 

[nonbinary-akutagawa]

Akutagawa adopts a white tiger for Atsushi's birthday present and gives the adoption pack(that includes a tiger plushie) to Atsushi and now every month Atsushi gets updates on how the charity is helping the tiger

[akalikestodraw]

Hehe I made a silly lil wallpaper for my tiger cub buddy :3

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Gift for @pebiejeebies :)

[yvy-900]

A new friend for Nines... 👀

[l0vehandles]

i would wear this on a t shirt if i could

[supoysoup]

Not my best work, but meh. I was feeling nostalgic and looking back on the days when I read Sabrina Online on a regular basis. Eric Schwartz's animations actually led me to discovering the furry fandom over a decade ago. That eventually led me to also discover Sabrina Online. While it isn't a perfect webcomic by any means, I still do enjoy it. I'm especially fond of Zig Zag's appearances. I think she's a fascinating character... and pretty sexy lol

Anyway Zig Zag is created and owned by Max Black Rabbit and blah blah blah

[nekobakubey]

Almost done with my rerun!

Last volumes have the best battles, specially after the Heavy Metal System😌

Rei vs Takao was intense, Barthez Soldat did cheat but they won against Borg! And they attacked their opponents before the actual battle, they had more spotlight in the manga though

[harriseraphine]

Wanted to draw Harri in a different body type, hopefully it looks ok

[jollyrolls]

As a kid, I thought Mariah was the coolest as she slashed beyblades in half left and right and had a special claw attack and rocked all pink outfits 💗💖🌺

[khushireadsandrambles]

Promise

Pairing: Ray Kon x Mariah Wong/Mao Chen

Note: So for my dear followers and members of Bakuten Shoot Fandom, here is my ReiMao Oneshot and a snippet from my book "The End is Nigh"

Mariah was sitting at a hilltop, her eyes glimmering with tears as she rubbed her eyes again and again. She loved Ray. She loved him so much that it hurt her heart. But she had also promised herself one thing- that she will never come between Ray and his dreams. How can she be a good lover if she will bind Ray to her? Love isn't a bondage, its a bond that opens up the whole sky to fly freely. If Ray wanted to fly, who was she to stop him? Yes, it worried and hurt her heart that maybe, he will fall in love with someone else.

She scoffed. Of course, why would he love her? She was a reminder of the village anyways, just a village girl, nothing else. She would want someone with an open mind and modern thinking. She was a naive village girl, she wasn't even beautiful! He definitely won't love her-

"Mao?"

Whipping her head, she cursed in her mind when she saw Ray, and felt the tear marks on her cheeks. Frantically getting up she wiped them and turned to look at him with a smile. "Ray! You didn't leave?" She faked her happiness.

"Mao, what happened? You didn't even came to see me off. Are you hurt that I'm leaving?" Ray asked with concern lacing his voice, his eyes swirling with sadness and worry for the pink haired friend of his.

A Friend for whom he had feelings.

It wasn't long that he had figured it out. But when few months back The White Tigers and Blitzkrieg Boys arrived at same time at Tyson's Dojo- which was disastrously hilarious time of their life- he had been watching Mariah nearly tearing Kevin, Daichi and Ian in new one after the three had pranked Kenny and messed with his Laptop.

Surprisingly it was Tala who had pointed it out, just smirking and saying, "I didn't knew you liked pink." And when he asked how Tala knew his feelings, it was Bryan who snorted on his vodka and said, "It is so obvious that you love your pink haired Kitty." And that had made Ray blush, leading into the two taking it as their right to tease him about it at every point.

And ever since then, the pink haired girl of his own village had taken her heart. Maybe his heart was never with himself in first place, maybe she had it always.

"Oh it's nothing Ray, I just wanted some time alone." Mariah said and looked away, tucking a hair lock behind her ear. Something she did when she was nervous.

"Mao.." Ray held her elbow and turned her towards him. "You are lying. What is it? Tell me." Ray demanded, his golden eyes glinting in sun. Mariah felt her breath shortening. Ray looked like the very White Tiger, Baihu, the Protector of their clan. Be it his fair skin or those Golden eyes he—

Her eyes widened, and she gasped internally.

In the hazy midst of a dream, there stood a figure of enchanting allure. Adorned in the resplendent attire of an ancient Chinese dress, his long hair cascaded like liquid midnight, softly swaying in the ethereal breeze. His Zhishen robe, a pristine canvas of white, bore intricate designs in shimmering gold, each motif dancing in harmony with his every movement. Atop his noble brow rested the majestic Mianguan crown, a symbol of sovereignty and wisdom. Amidst the misty veil of slumber, he stood as a vision of regal elegance, a fleeting embodiment of grace and kindness, giving her a slow smile despite her being unable to see his face.

"Mao?" Ray's eyes widened in worry when he saw Mariah's tears flowing. "Mao!" He shook her worriedly and Mariah blinked, wiping her tears. What did she do? Did she zone out? Whom did she saw? Why was the person in her vision eerily similar to Ray? Why was she feeling this sudden urge to cry and hold Ray?

"I-I'm fine Ray!" Mariah choked out and Ray looked at her with a frown. "You are crying Mari—" "You want to know why I didn't came to see you off, right?" "What?" Ray was stumped by sudden question, thrown off guard.

Mariah took a deep breath and said, "You want to know why I didn't come to see you off, right??" She repeated, a tear rolling down her cheek. Ray widened his eyes, and his hand reached up, wiping the single tear that rolled down. "Yes, I do.." He said softly, cupping her cheeks.

Mariah gulped and took a daring step ahead, their chests now touching as her pink glove clad palms enclosed around Ray's black gloved ones. "Ray... Can I ask you something?" She whispered softly and Ray nodded gently. "Do you.. Do you love me?" She asked. She knew very well that Ray was aware of her feelings for him. Her feelings that never extinguished, despite him having left village. Lee always berated her for loving Ray before they made up, but she brushed it off and stood on her ground.

Ray was caught off guard as his breath got stuck in his throat, no words coming out for a while. He stood there silently, holding Mariah's cheek as his white eyes stared in her eyes, which were wavering. Mariah felt her confidence shatter and she tried to take a step back, but Ray's firm hold on her face prevented her to do so. Ray smiled softly and gently caressed her cheekbones with his thumb and peered in her golden eyes.

"Mao... I'm not a fan of Words. I would like to do the action." He smiled softly and tilted her head up, closing his eyes and pressing his lips against hers. Mariah felt her knees buckle as her tears flew rapidly, and she hurriedly wrapped her arms across his neck and his sturdy arms fell around her small waist, pulling her flush against him as he kissed her more deeply, savouring the taste if strawberry on her lips. He tilted his head for more access and kissed her more deeply, nipping at her lower lip with his sharp teeth.

Mariah let out a yelp at that, and Ray broke their kiss, adjoining their foreheads together as sun shone brightly over them, casting a lovely scenery around them. "I hope you know now..." He breathed out softly, smiling at her lovingly. Mariah nodded rapidly, her tears flowing more and more. "Mao, I promise you. I will return. And when I return.." He took out his Beyblade, and caressed the bitchip of Driger. "I will marry you.." He smiled softly.

Mariah let out a loud teary cry, and lunges forward. Ray yelled in surprise as he felt himself going off balance and he fell on his back, only for Mariah's lips to contact his in a sweet kiss. "I'm yours, Rei." Mariah mumbled shyly between their kiss, and he hugged her tightly, taking off her head scarf in process. "Ray!" Mariah gasped and tried taking her scarf back.

"Nuh-uh!" Ray shook his head and held her scarf up. "It's your token, I want you stronger than ever and face me in Tournament, okay?" He asked softly and her cheeks turned red as she nodded, and slowly laid her head on his chest, listening to his soothing heartbeat.

"I love you Ray.."

"I love you as well, My Little Mao.."

I wanted it to turn out more beautiful and aesthetic but well ig that's the level if romance I can write—

[iorihimee]

MAYBLADE 2023: DAY 24 - MEMORIES

[textsfrombeybladers]

The White Tiger Team as Sabrina the Teenage Witch quotes but it’s the 90s and all the quotes are from Salem Saberhagen:

Lee: “There is a chance, however slim, that my ironic and detached nature could be misconstrued as jerkiness.”

Mariah: “Dogs guard, cats watch… and judge.”

Kevin: “I know it seems unfair now, but someday when you’re older and wiser you’ll be able to look back at all this and get revenge.”

Gary: “Oh man… I dreamed I was out of food!”

Ray: “I’d be more nervous if I weren’t so good looking.”