#gros chat

[photographe-a-roulettes]

Tigre de Sumatra - Ses canines sont pourvues de nerfs qui permettent de détecter la pression et savoir où effectuer la morsure fatale sur sa proie.

Lieu : Zoo d'Amiens Métropole

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[lasaraconor]

#tigre #tiger #wild animals #animal sauvage #gros chat #big cat #gif

[restonscalmes]

Miaou miaou

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#cat #chat #chaton #gros chat #katze #miaou #nekko

[sandrinemartins]

#gros chat #chonky cat #potichat #digital painting #vector illustration #illustration #cute illustration #kitty cat #he's judging #artists on tumblr

[oceanic-recollection]

wwwwwwwwwww

world wide wide wide wide wide wide wide web. i dont know what this means or why i typed it i can only conclude it is a message from the void itself

<GRP> wwwwwww

<GRP> ^^^ me laughing with you at your funye joke

#gro #grp #goldy #ask #anon #jdld chatted #idle chatter #kq

[nakaharaswife]

Big day i just cane out to my parents and told them abt the relationship ive been in so uh yeah

#we broke up like an hour ago #anyways #they better not tell my family gro chat abt this shit

[flammelikestoread]

I'm so fucking easy to cater to

#this was very very cute #isekai neko to fukigen na majo #le gros chat et la sorciere grincheuse #hiro kashiwaba

[sevrage]

#sevrage #le gros chat de la poterie

[prismuffin]

The MW2 boys reaction to you calling them pretty boy

w/ Price, Gaz, Ghost, Soap, Alejandro, Rudy

warnings?: swearing, mentions of drinking

*gn reader ( can be read as any gender ! )

!-!more under the cut!-!

John Price:

—You calling him pretty boy would definitely catch him off guard.

—Honestly he thinks it's a dare

—Depending on how well he knows you he might let it slide, unless you're in public or around other members of 141, then he'll reprimand you for it.

—Secretly enjoys it but tries not to show any reaction

"Drinking all by yourself pretty boy?"

John's head snapped in your direction, seeing you leaning against the counter. He was currently at the bar having a drink though your presence completely caught him off guard. He eyed you up and down before taking another sip of his drink, already sensing the headache inducing conversation ahead. "Pretty boy?" He questioned, his body jolting in a silent laugh, though it was more out of disbelief than anything. "Never call me that again Sergeant." "Yes sir."

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick:

—Did he hear you right?

—Is honestly super flustered but is very happy with the new nickname, he's still very confused at the suddenness of it though.

—He's super smiley all day afterwards like it's all he can think about. Price had to ask him what was had happened to make him so happy.

Gaz was going through a routine pre-workout stretch in the training room. He had more of a lean build compared to some of his mates and though that doesn't make him any less capable it still made him feel as though he has to keep up sometimes. "Nice arms you got there pretty boy!" He turned his head in your direction, his eyebrows raised as he watched you wink at him before disappearing into the hallway. He beamed, feeling a bit more energized than before. He completed his workout with a confidence boost, nobody could tear Gaz down that day. He knew he was getting questioning looks from Price about his smiley attitude but he didn't care.

Simon "Ghost" Riley:

—He's so confused? Like did you really just say that to him of all people?? The guy wearing the mask all the time???

—Like Price, he thinks it's a dare or a joke you got forced into by Soap or something

—Doesn't know how to take random genuine compliments that have no context so please bare with him

—Might just fully ignore you honestly, especially if its early mornings

Ghost sighed as he walked into the common room. Soap and Gaz were talking about something in the corner of the room while Price seemed to be sat reviewing some files, you standing over his shoulder. You noticed him first, your eyes catching his as he stood in the doorway. You nodded your head at him, "Morning pretty boy." He blinked at you, seeing if you were serious. It wasn't something he had expected to leave your mouth and he didn't know how to react, he was thankful for his mask at times like these. Noticing your greeting, Price had turned and nodded to him as well before the both of you went back to looking at the files. He mumbled a "Fuckin' 'ell" as he walked deeper into the room. He just hoped that nickname wouldn't stick.

John "Soap" MacTavish:

—He easily accepts the new nickname with a smirk

—Two can play that game 'cause he'll definitely flirt back a little to be honest

—You're just adding fuel to his ego ya know

—Like Gaz he's just a big ole happy boy after you call him pretty boy

Soap was with Ghost in the locker room on base. He was chatting with Ghost, though it was more like he was talking while Ghost was listening, only giving input when he felt necessary. You'd walked in when Soap had just taken off his tactical vest, leaving him in nothing but a tight black shirt. A whistle cut through the air, catching the attention of both men. "Looking good pretty boy." Soap's expression morphed from confusion to that of an amused one. A smirk rested on his lips as he crossed his arms. "Not lookin' too bad yourself there la' " He winked before hearing Ghost groan about how you two were being gross.

Alejandro Vargas:

—It catches him off guard much like Price but he quickly gets over his shock

—Like Soap he's more than likely to flirt back with you

—Finds it funny, especially if it comes from nowhere

—Will tease you to hide his own flustered state

You were currently occupying yourself by cleaning off one of your favorite submachine guns. It was then that Alejandro had walked in with Rodolfo. They were both coated in sweat after a morning run which Rudy had immediately left to wash off. You would have joined them both had you not been minorly injured on one of the recent expeditions. You weren't complaining though, you got to rest all day and take in sights like this. A smirk found its way onto your face as your eyes scanned over Alejandro's form. "Welcome back pretty boy." Alejandro shook his head, a smile resting on his face. "Ten cuidado amigo/a, falling for me can be dangerous." (Be careful, friend)

Rodolfo Parra:

—He's flattered to say the least, he definitely wasn't expecting it but he's not mad at all

—Like Gaz and Soap he's very smiley afterwards

—You made his day with such a simple compliment and he secretly hopes the nickname will stick cause it makes his heart flutter.

Rodolfo was currently training some new recruits for Los Vaqueros, yelling semi-threatening words of encouragement as he watched them run the track. The yelling along with the heat had made him a bit lightheaded though he fought against the feeling. He jolted when a hand clapped his back, turning to see your face greeting him with a smile. "You doing alright pretty boy?" If you asked Rudy later he'd definitely blame the blush rising in his cheeks on the heat. "S-Sí, I'm ok." You tilted your head, unhooking your hip flask from your belt. You held it out to him "Cuídate Rudy." (Take care of yourself) He nodded, grabbing the flask from your hand and taking a big sip before handing it back to you. "Gracias." "De nada."

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( first time writing for COD men I hope it turned out ok !! )

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[photographe-a-roulettes]

Tigre blanc du Bengale - Il peut sortir pour chasser dans un territoire de forêts, marais et savanes mesurant jusqu'à 100km².

Lieu : Pairi Daiza

#chat #cat #animaux #zoo #felin #tigre #tiger #photo animalière #animaux sauvages #wild animals #gros chat #big cat #fauve #animals photography #mammifère #mammal #tigre blanc #white tiger #tigre royal #tigre du bengale #tigre blanc royal #bengal tiger #white bengal tiger #tigre blanc du bengal

[bleu-sang]

Je suis content de moi ; je suis nul en cadeau mais je l'ai faite sourire. Elle n'a rien dit, elle l'a juste pris et est remontée la joie brillant au fond des yeux.

Tout s'est déroulé comme prévu.

#l'impression d'être un villain qui a monté un gros coup d'evil genius #j'y ai réfléchi à fond avant et tout s'est déroulé selon mes calculs. voyez le génie que je suis #mouahaha (insert le chat de villain sur mes genoux alors que je fais tourner mon fauteuil de villain) #positif

[turnoutthe-lights]

𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 | 𝐞. 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬

tags: ellie is smoking a cigarette, finger sucking, groping, nipple sucking, mild language, use of pet names (pretty girl, baby), light marking, afab!reader, a healthy mixture of fluff and smut, wooo, we all cheered

a/n: wrote this directly in tumblr, so it might look slightly off? anyways im kinda rusty so, and im praying this isn’t ass chat. 🙏 to be real, i was watching millers girl and i suddenly got inspired. literally don’t know how, it just hit me like a bus.

Ellie was sitting across from you, a cigarette loosely hanging from her lips as she looks at you. You’d been laying on her bed, chewing gum as you read one of her comics. Ellie was twirling her gnawed up No. 2 pencil between her fingers as she looks at you. Once you finally notice, you turn onto your stomach to look at her.

“What? You look like you’re gonna eat me or something.” You said with a chuckle. “Since when did you smoke?” You point to the cigarette and the puff of smoke coming from her mouth. “Since now. Well, not really. Trying to find my ‘creative outlet’ or something.” She shrugs. “And smoking is gonna help you with that?” You queried with a raised eyebrow. ”Eh. No, not really. It’s a start though.” She responds as she looks at you again.

Another chuckle escaped your lips. “Yeah, the start to your nicotine addiction.” You pop your gum at the end of your sentence and she hadn’t responded for some time. She puts her cigarette out in her ashtray. She joins you on the bed, sitting with her legs crossed.

“I want you,” She pointed at you. “You be my muse.” She points at herself. “Your muse, huh?” “Yeah. I want you to be my fucking muse.” She said as a smile creeps on her face. “So, I’m just that pretty that you want me to be your muse?” She nods. “Fine then. Should I pose for you? Sit here and look pretty?”

“You already look pretty.” Ellie smiles slightly. Slowly, her hand creeps closer to your face. Once it’s close enough, her thumb sweeps over your cheek, then your lips. Her thumb seems to linger there for a little before she parts your lips. You let her. She slowly pushed it into your mouth. “Is this necessary for the drawing process?” You mumble, to which she nods.

You put a hand on her wrist, taking her thumb further into your mouth. You coat her thumb in your saliva, letting one soft moan that makes Ellie blush a little. “This.. makes a pretty reference.” Ellie says as she watches you closely.

“Maybe we should get some more references then..” You suggest. “Take your shirt off.” Ellie replies seriously. “Would’ve preferred a ‘please’ on the end of that.” You say, pulling your shirt over your head. You sat infront of Ellie with only a bra on. Ellie runs her hands over the valley of your breasts, giving them squeezes that make you moan softly. Her eyes focus solely on how her hands look on your boobs and your reaction to it.

“Such a fucking tease.” You mumble as she continued groping you. “Am not.” She responded under her breath. “I’m.. studying you.”

It was obviously something more than some silly ‘art reference’ now. (As if Ellie hadn’t already made that apparent.) Her studying of you leads to her softly kissing you, but she doesn’t let it deepen in the way you need. She was getting you worked up on purpose.

”Why don’t you actually touch me? Or kiss me?” You ask. “Am I not touching you right now?” “Well, yeah you are but—“ “Then shhh.. just lemme study you, pretty girl.”

She pressed gentle kisses up and down your neck, looking up at you occasionally as she moves to your collarbone. You put your hand on the back of her head, your fingers tangling in her short, brown hair as she continues kissing you.

“Ellie cmon.. stop teasing..” You whine in her ear. She doesn’t respond. Ellie peppers kisses on your breasts, then she takes your bra off.

She leans down towards one of your boobs, then softly sucking on your nipple. Your back arches slightly as she continues on. The other nipple hadn’t been left neglected, as she’d been groping it and tweaking with your nipple.

It was driving you crazy. Her actions made you grow unbelievably wet. “Ellie.. I need you.” You whined out to her again. “I know, baby. I know.” She coos. “Then touch me!” “I’ll think about it.”

Her response makes you pout. After she’d decided she had enough of sucking your nipples, she leaves a small hickey on your collarbone. This makes you softly moan.

Then she just grabs her sketchbook and pencil and sits at her desk. You sit there dumbfounded. She left you all worked up and she didn’t even care! She was cruel.

#soras-sonnets #sora writes #tlou #the last of us #the last of us two #ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie x reader #ellie the last of us #tlou2 #ellie imagine #ellie x you #did i eat chat

[michverdun]

"Anonymous, thank you for the 20 dollar GRO-nation, really appreciate it. Now, for any new viewers in chat who are confused, I'm currently beta testing Twitch's new GRO-your-streamer extension, so any donations made through that extention, you should see it in the bottom right corner of the screen, will be converted into pure muscle mass for me. I don't have the exact rates on me, I know its pretty low per dollar but as you can see, it adds up quick. Also if you donate over 50 dollars, I'll switch to full screen webcam for a minute and flex for you, so you all can see the growth happening in real time. Alright, now lets get back to it."

#muscle fiction #ai muscle

[patheticallyinfatuatedwithu]

can u do one where reader and hanni are in a ldr and reader decides to surprise hanni one day HAHAHAHA im in a hanni drought i miss her sm

my dumbass, pham hanni

here u are anon! thanks for requesting, u've saved urself and others from the angst i was supposed to post ^^

eyebrows knitted together, another sigh escape your lips, ears catching the clattering sound of your friend's pen dropping on the wooden table. "can you seriously like, shut up?" you looked at her annoyed state, letting out a little laugh which absolutely ticked her off more.

she rose from where she sat and made her way towards you, her eyes lit with fire that could kill millions. "shit," you raised your hands up in defence, your own pair of eyes widening and washed over with fear. "i'm so sorry it's just that i miss her so much! her schedule's been so full nowadays that it's hard for her to make time for us, and i'm here busy studying for the upcoming exams that i sometimes fall asleep while we're on facetime."

the lit fire in her eyes were extinguished and transformed into empathy's, your lips pressing into a thin line. "i'm so-" "nope! i don't need empathy! go back to your studies." she nodded and complied, taking her seat on the floor and looked at you with regard. "i'm here if you need anyone to talk to, you know?"

you nod and took your seat on the chair adjacent to where she sat on the floor, turning your phone on and greeting the bright light when a great (dumb) idea popped in your head. your friend watched the moment unfurl, the light bulb shining brightly above your head.

"you know, whatever it is you're planning on doing, just know i don't approve." you shrug, "i'm sure you'll approve soon enough." as she want back to her studies, your eyes trained on your phone, immediately searching up 'qantas'.

after a few more prodding and tapping, you jumped in your seat and handed your phone to your friend, who's expression contorted to shock. she scoffed before handing you back your phone, "you're out of your goddamn mind."

you grinned, and all she wanted to do was snatch it off your face. "you're just jealous because i'm leaving school for 3 weeks." your friend huffed.

you boarded the earliest plane to korea the next day, threatening your friend concerning your stuff and the exasperated looks your school gave you after approaching them with the paper and the receipt.

you smiled as you reached the airport the next day after boarding the plane, texting hanni and inquiring about her whereabouts and where her dorms are. of course, she couldn't help but be suspicious of the sudden barrage of questions, playing it cool and saying "oh i'm sending you something :)"

she seemed to believe your little lie, humming to herself with a smile on her face as she carried on with the practice while you, on the other hand, exits the airport. you rung your friend who lives in korea, asking her to bring the biggest box she could and for her address too.

"you sure you don't need a hole for oxygen? you'll die in there." you smiled idiotically as she started to tape the box up, "at least i'll die doing something for my girlfriend." she groaned, "then your girlfriend will be in grief."

"fine! a small hole." she stabs a hole close to your face and you shriek, falling over with a thump. "i hate you." "thanks for the 10,000 won by the way." as she loaded you up and struggled to push you in her car, you turned on your phone and chatted hanni, informing her that the "delivery" will be coming soon.

she replied with a "what?" as soon as your friend slapped the box, pulling the box with a grunt and dragging it on the front door. she rung the doorbell and sped away, pattering of footsteps and door opening followed after. "unnie, there's a box!"

"that's mine!" "oh, alright. what did you buy?" "i didn't buy anything." "then what is it?" you felt someone grabbed the sides of the box, presumably hanni because who else would touch an unknown box that's not theirs?

"why is this so heavy?" she groaned, "what the hell did she order for me?" after she finally managed to place you inside her room, she started to pierce the tape open, touching the pillow you've placed on top of yourself.

she unfolded the piece of cardboard and opened it, "a pillow?" taking that as your cue, you rose from box and screamed, eliciting one from hanni too, a high pitched one instead. "what the fuck!"

"surprise, honey." she looked at you like you were insane, nonetheless, running to your arms and enveloping herself with the warmth you provided. "that was fucking terrifying."

"i know." you grinned, pecking her cheek as the two of you pulled away. "say, help me get out of the box?" footsteps came pattering, but you and hanni didn't mind it, the only thing in your minds was that the two of you were back together in each other's company.

"when did you leave?" she asked as you patted yourself and fixed your clothes, taking a seat on her bed. "yesterday." she quirked an eyebrow, "how much exactly did you spend?"

"we don't need to talk about that. for now, what we need to talk about is," you pull her onto your lap, looking up at her with a cheeky smile as she looked down at you with flushed cheeks. "how you've been doing."

after booping her nose, she scrunches it and you place your hands on her waist, hanni leaning on your forehead. "you're a dumbass." you hummed in agreement, "yeah, your dumbass."

"yeah, my dumbass." she whispers, leaning in for a kiss when the two of you heard an "ew." followed by an "ow!"

broken records i kinda rushed this one😭 i'm sorry😭 i'll make it up to you someday anon🥰

#kpop #kpop gg #kpop x reader #kpop gg oneshots #kpop gg x reader #wlw #gxg fluff #newjeans x reader #newjeans #pham hanni x reader #pham hanni #hanni x reader #kpop oneshots #gxg

[clhook]

Cette nuit j'ai rêvé que la ville faisait une grande campagne d'adoption des chats errants et le maire voulait que chaque service ait un chat à présenter au public, il avait attribué à la médiathèque un gros chat roux et blanc qui s'appelait Activia puis je me suis réveillée et depuis Activia me manque trop 😢😢

[desviesennoiretblanc]

Hier est déjà du passé

Il y a eu ce gros chat qui, un jour de décembre 2023, m'a suivie d'un bout à l'autre de la rue jusque chez moi. Depuis, lorsque j'approche de son domicile, il miaule et vient à ma rencontre. Nous échangeons un bonjour et quelques caresses (à sens unique, cela dit). Un nouvel ami ?

Il y a eu des émotions d'ordre culturel, au cours de la même semaine, celle du 19 au 25 février 2024. Émotions cinématographiques d'abord, avec le film Sans jamais nous connaître d'Andrew Haigh, belle histoire d'amour et de fantômes sur fond de Pet Shop Boys ou de Frankie Goes To Hollywood. Émotions théâtrales ensuite, avec la pièce Il n'y a pas de Ajar, où planait un autre fantôme, celui d'Émile Ajar, double de Romain Gary, à travers la voix de son fils, Abraham, imaginé par Delphine Horvilleur pour nous questionner sur notre/nos identité(s) ; un spectacle hilarant, émouvant, talentueusement mis en scène et interprété par Johanna Nizard.

Il y a eu des pensées. Je sais que j'ai pensé à lui. Je crois que j'ai pensé à lui chaque jour sans en avoir conscience. Penser à lui, c'est un peu comme respirer, je le fais sans m'en rendre compte. Est-ce que si j'arrête de penser à lui, j'arrête de vivre ?

Il y a eu des oiseaux. Ces mouettes qui faisaient un boucan d'enfer (qui poussaient des cris d'orfraie ?) alors que je tentais de me concentrer sur ma lecture sur le quai de la gare d'Amiens. Et ces pies occupées à déheuter (verbe picard) la terre des jardins, captivantes à observer.