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indygotcha · 1 year
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I think I found their daughter Millywood-gang
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no-light-left-on · 10 months
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hot take but taking every hearsay or rumor or book in a fictional universe for fact is bad understanding of the world as the story presents it, actually
#li.txt#this is both about dishonored and elder scrolls#propaganda exists! artistic interpretation exists! lie exist! people make shit up!#you cant take anything literally unless youre seeing it for yourself imo#if someone is telling you a story about their life they might omit information or make themselves look better! thats how people work!#or if you hear idk some musicians singing in the streets about an ancient myth from 4k years ago maybe dont take it for fact#this is a direct callout to people shitting on born in the month of darkness#if anything they were trying to make the outsider sound like a pathetic wet cat in need of a warm blanket and food. a poor meow meow#unless stuff is confirmed by the characters themselves Im not gonna believe it fully#the books are also often just. not true. theyre scientific speculation Just Like Real Life#or full on propaganda. just like - you guessed it - real life!#the best example that I can think of is how theres two books on the war of betony island in daggerfall. political!! propaganda!!!#not to mention: people will deceive you on purpose! omit details or full on Lie in your face#like Im sure theres stuff we completely misunderstood cause the one thing we were told about it was by someone bullshitting#like with delilah talking about her tragic backstory. like dont get me wrong I 100% believe that it all happened#but also I doubt she was as pitiful and that the Very Quick Summary was all there is to it#I should probably specify that if youre down to believing absolutely everything when there isnt any other sources thats fine#esp if you want to believe it for the reasons of Oh This Is Cool#like people absolutely eating up the angsty backstory for the outsider (me included cause yes. angst.)#have fun with all that#this is mostly about all the people throwing a temper tantrum online about disliking something about canon#'why do the musicians know the backstory why cant they leave anything vague anymore:/' theyre artists melinda its their job ur doing the sam#unless this was confirmed by the outsider in the books idk I cant find those damn things#if something is Stated by a Character or Written in a Novel that is in the world theres always some doubt#like I genuinely doubt that the events of Young Prince of Tyvia happened the way they do in the books#so like yknow. if you hate stuff so much just. ignore the canon established by literal in-game fiction
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Everyone Introduced in Dimension 20′s The Ravening War episode 2
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akkivee · 10 months
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dohifu…………
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sassyhazelowl · 7 months
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Facebook group post P1: what did people feed quail before purina was a thing? P2: they didn't! quail are wild animals and they didn't keep them Me: did anyone inform 11th Century China they weren't supposed to keep and breed quail? Or 12th Century Japan, who bred and competed them as song birds with benefits. What about the ancient Egyptians... and not sure what bird they were eating the Bible - better double check that quail are kosher. Also those pesky Victorians, can't keep their paws off keeping and breeding every single animal known to man.
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saturniade · 2 years
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medical status: fell from a bicycle in the rain because i got scared of a car driving <30 kmph
#will take this opportunity to talk about how ive been#so. basically im good!#my family and friends are as ok as it gets here/in germany/in ukraine#ive been in switzerland for almost a month now#me n my friend live with a local family in their house. theyre very nice :) weve a separate room for ourselves its great#got money food devices etc#go on walks and enjoy the free public transport........or erm......... also bikes#i go to deutsch courses so im almost a proud A1 user. ich kann deutsch sprechen etc!#WE PLAYED D&D WITH SOME LOCAL NERDS WHICH WAS WILD#i dm'd for the first time in ages and it was awesome and everyone liked it and we'll play again in 2 weeks!#i still wanna return to ukraine asap but im super terrified on what horrible developments could happen on may 9 so im j. im just sitting#want the war to be overrrrrrrrrrrrrrr wanna find out if my apartments been bombed (probably yeah its in a Hot District)#found out that Knoppers tm r is a great chocolate bar so if youre ever in der schweiz or deutschland i do recommend you try it#watched Santa Clarita Diet. absolutely incredible and i loved it all the way#couldnt watch sonic 2 -- genuinely a horrible movie. turned off on the moment with siberian guys dancing classical ukrainian hopak#no offence especially to my treasured mutual t4tails sorry#ummmm ated a fucking chip......................... listen my life has been fucking slow ok#i just wanna go back and fullfill my OG plan of QUIT JOB STREAM TWITCH !!!#BUY GAMING PC for that i need STABLE HOUSING and for that . well :)#sigh#imma play stardew valley now. my leg hurts. see ya soon + hopefully i figure out the drawing situash cause i wanna draw digitally#yoo my post
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jedi-bird · 10 months
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First test of the new crockpot is chicken curry. There's currently about three hours of cook time left and the house is starting to smell delicious. Soon I'll have to go down and start the rice cooker (also the first time it's being used). I don't care that it's a hot day, curry and rice is one of the ultimate comfort foods.
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kariachi · 1 year
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Since I’m on this sort’ve shit right now (I should be writing fic, I want to write fic, but here we are)- let’s touch on another Erinaen fruit, because that list of them I threw up a few years back was far from all-encompassing.
Now large animals need large foodstuffs, or at least a lot of foodstuffs, and given the largest land-dwelling critter on Eri is a 14 ton herbivore you can guess how much food these bastards need. You can guess how big some fruits can get. Now the largest of these are restricted to something closer to ground level, where the largest of herbivores are (because yes there’s some nice delectable leaves way up in canopy but even on a world with lots of magic running around nature has it’s limits and a 300 ft reach is beyond them), but you can still get several ton herbivores and omnivores up in the trees, so you can still get big-ass fruits that live to take advantage.
One of the larger of these grows on a comparatively small, stout tree- gotta make sure you can take the weight of your top seed distributor- though by Earth standards it’s still really fucking big. Red-brown in color, these largest of these fruits can dwarf even the jackfruit at an easy 40 inches long and 26 inches across, weighing over 150 lbs each, forced to grow directly from branches and trunks by a thick stem just to stay on the damn tree.
This, my friends, is what is most commonly translated as the ‘basket fruit’, also called ‘pot fruit’, ‘black-eyed fruit’, and ‘dragon’s meal’, depending on the area.
The rind of basket fruit are thick- at a quarter inch- and very tough. Inside, the meat of the fruit is extremely aromatic- some varieties smelling more like lavender cheesecake than anything-  and flowery in flavor, but also very stringy. Sort’ve like if a peach met pumpkin guts in texture, not necessarily pleasant, gets stuck between your teeth, not everybody’s cup of tea. It’s also studded with large, shiny black, seeds, one to three inches across depending on the variety. These seeds are edible and have a very rich, oily flavor, but they require cooking first so, you can guess how common they are in Erinaen cuisine.
Really, while the seeds are useless to Erinaens outside of like, decoration, and some necromancers like to use them as a base for some of their ointments, and the meat of the fruit is really only any good fresh and even then is very much a love it or hate it thing, it’s the rind that Erineans hunt these things down for. And they do leave them to grow properly wild, this isn’t one of those ones the bastards bring over to the colony. The rind itself is watertight, and when cleaned out and dried can be used as a container. A container made from a whole, large fruit can hold up to 70 US gallons! Or one can cut the rind into pieces and piece together/form those into smaller containers before drying, to fit various needs. You can also dry pieces of the rind in molds to get shaped bowls. (Can get an easy 20 cereal bowls out of one large fruit that way.)
One tree can easily make several hundred fruit per year, which are eaten by a variety of small animals that specialize in getting into tough fruits like this through gnawing or cutting or there’s one variety of small critter collectively called ‘keenal’ that’s hard to classify in Earth terms but actually burns it’s way through with an acidic goo it creates it regurgitates. But the big two Families the trees are gunning for are ‘ling’- a Family of serpentine, omnivorous monotremes, the largest of which max out at nearly 5 tons and almost 90 ft long, these are also why Erinaens don’t bring these trees home, they will eat an Erinaen and are perfectly capable of getting into a colony, major Erinaen predator- and ‘olzie’- a flightless avian that refused to leave the trees, the largest of which- the ‘urree’, named for it’s call in true bird fashion- can reach up to 4 tons, they’re primarily herbivorous, though they’ll take small animals or large bugs if given the opportunity, and use their shortened wings to maintain balance and to help them climb, they’ve evolved sharp, sturdy claws at that last wing-joint which they use in climbing and to get into tough-skinned fruits like the basket fruit.
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faeriescorpio · 2 years
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kissing gregory walker for being the backbone of star wars food
killing gregory walker for being so detailed and singlehandedly coming up with over half of all star wars food and recipes
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despite the writers' best efforts to make them all shallow caricatures except adam--especially ivan--the sutekh-shu-ras are an excellently sad, fucked up dysfunctional mess in all directions and i really need to write up meta about them
#lorien legacies#adamus sutekh#ivanick shu-ra#kelly sutekh#susanna sutekh#andrakkus sutekh#the general is the only one of them who doesn't get treated like shit by at least two of the others (none of them in fact lmao)#(he is at the top of the abuse/toxicity food chain in this family)#(and from my reading he is /still/ acting out generational trauma on them)#(they are all hurting he's just the one whose neck i would not hesitate to wring about it lmao)#and the infrastructure of the abuse and dysfunction affects; and expresses itself through; each of them in various different ways#and it ricochets in ways that are fascinating and upsetting and so very sad#i think ivan is probably the most egregious example of 'tried to make him a big dumb mean one-dimensional bully for you to hate'#'failed spectacularly'#like i've been on the ivan defense squad since fallen legacies came out; for reasons i mostly couldn't articulate#(and i say 'mostly' because for one thing i am really not sure how the authors expected me to react to 'LOOK AT THIS EEEEEVIL WAR ORPHAN')#('WHO DESPERATELY WANTS TO BE PART OF A FAMILY AND EARN HIS FATHER'S LOVE AND APPROVAL')#('LOOK AT HIM GETTING UPPITY AND SCHEMING TO TAKE ADAM'S PLACE AS THEIR FATHER'S /REAL/ SON')#(like that is cartoonishly evil what are you on about. also the ableism lol)#then i started this reread and realized that he Does Not Talk About Himself. Ever. everything he says is about someone or something else#he always always deflects from acknowledging that he even /exists/#there are exactly two instances of anything like it in TFL; one of them is 'so glad you're awake' followed by 'bc dad will be happy :)))'#the other is a stunned; nonverbal nod when adam asks if he trusts him#he can never ever bring himself to say 'me' or 'i'#and there's a /lot/ more stuff like that that sticks out and adds depth to him once you notice; and start putting it together#and once i cottoned onto that it snowballed from there. he's fcked up and awful and sad and so so underrated and i love him your honor#dyn: so glad you're awake#LL tag
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2dou · 21 days
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i ran out of twitter time for today but can you imagine the discourse tumblr users would get into over children's fantasy sci fi series artemis fowl over holly being 80+ years old and artemis being like 13 if it were released today and or mainstream
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acepalindrome · 5 months
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Alternatives to Squishmallow
So as many of you have probably already heard, Jazwares, the company that produces Squishmallows, is donating to charities that support Israeli soldiers and the IDF. They’re also supporting Canary Mission, which has been doxxing people who speak out against Israel. BDS hasn’t called for a boycott against them, but I can’t in good faith spend my money on their products, and I would strongly encourage everyone who enjoys plushies to really think long and hard about if you want to give your money to a company that’s helping support genocide!
But the holidays are coming up, and lots of us enjoy plushies and were fans of Squishmallow, and were planning to give Squishmallows to friends and family this year.
Fortunately, there are a number of great plushie companies out there, and I want to promote some of my favorites in the hopes that folks will get their plushie fix from a source that doesn’t side with Israel. So without further ado:
Fluffnest
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Fluffnest got their start on Kickstarter a few years ago, and I adore the round shapes of their PuffPal plushies! My favorite is Pete the Possum, which is probably the best possum plush I’ve ever seen. I’ve also got a beautiful moth from their Kickstarter and I’ve been wanting their bats for ages. They also recently had a Kickstarter for an Animal Crossing-esque video game featuring their plushie characters and it looks fantastic.
Squishables
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I can’t get over the plague doctor plushies. They’re so perfect and cute, and they’ve released other variations of them called Alter Egos, like a ghostly version, an alien, or a really sweet cottagecore one! They’ve got a ton of variety, but what I like the most are the fantasy plushies. There’s a lich! There are dragons and demons! Cryptids! Biblically accurate angels! A lot of really fun stuff!
Also they do a lot of great charity work! Right now they’re doing an auction for the Food Bank of New York City.
AfternoonFika
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AfternoonFika is a very small business of only three people, but their plushies are extremely cute. They tend to sell out fast, so I recommend following them on social media to stay on top of any restocks! They recently released a line of dinosaurs that are precious, and of course I love their iconic cactus cat and cinnamon bun bunny.
Jellycat
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Jellycat has been around since 1999, so they’re the oldest of these companies. They’ve got great designs, a ton of variety, and a lot of their plushies are made to be cuddled on and not just displayed. All three of my tiny nephews sleep with a different stuffed dog from Jellycat. My mom has a sun and several succulents that she uses as decorations. There’s a little something for everyone who enjoys plushies!
If you have any other favorite companies I haven’t mentioned, feel free to add on! I’ve enjoyed Squishmallows for a while now and I’m sad to see their leadership coming out on the side that’s committing war crimes on a daily basis, but this is a good time to discover new favorite plushie companies! And remember, money speaks loudly. Even if BDS hasn’t called for a boycott of Jazwares, it sends a message when sales start dropping for companies that support genocide. It’s a small thing, but the little things we do can add up!
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biteapple · 7 months
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if i took a shower had a change of clothes took my T shot and ate a sandwich i would be a new man rn
#i didnt mention it here but ever since i got that washer/dryer#i realized while hooking it up i was missing a part that they didnt give me and moved out before i could ask for it#and i looked at home depot and the part i needed wasnt in stores currently so i could either order it to the store and pick it up#or have it shipped to my house (free either way chooser's choice style)#so i just had it shipped to me. for some reason it didnt save my apt number even though my other part of the same order came to me justfine#so ive been having a fucking war of attrition#with just waiting for my part to come in so i can do my laundry for a month vs my growing pile of stank-ass clothes#and im like im NOT doing laundry in the facilities they have. no sir im going to wait right here until my part comes in#if i finally set up this washer/dryer combo and it turns out theyre broken or something im going to melt into my floorboards#until my unemployment comes in for sure im waiting on spending any amount of money on extra food#i got food but its all shit i dont really wanna eat#its all my pantry shit thats like i bought a lot of this on sale and had a kick but i fell off awhile ago and now its kind of gross to me#and i for some reason have also been having a testosterone war of attrition#i asked my clinic if i could go back on my normal dose or not if i skipped two-coming-on-three weeks of doseage#and it took a few days for them to get back to me (i can its fine unless i had symptoms at first then start smaller)#and by then i was like#''well i take my shots tuesdays and i wanna keep that consistent so.. next tuesday it is!'' (4 weeks no T now)#and oh my god how did i live like this. no T is horrible. bring him back bring him back#but its going to all come to a head tomorrow my part is supposed to finally come in. and i do my t-shot when i warm up tomorrow#so i'll do laundry and shower and t-shot and that will be good. sandwich would be very perfect cherry on top the day but..#i think i will make *looks at pantry* instant latke mix instead#i've been intermittantly showering but now that im unemployed i dont like sweat in a factory running around so its been not super bad#but taking a shower and changing into dirty clothes fucking sucks#i realized i could hand wash a few to hang to dry but its a lil too late now my parts coming in tomorrow
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marioclash · 8 months
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drive to georgia to look at an empty field where a bunch of people died of dysentery
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yanderenightmare · 2 months
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TW: nsfw, noncon/dubcon, omega verse/hybrid au, size difference, pet-play, predator x prey, collaring, double-pen, gangbang kinda, tag-team
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It’s been a month since your new owner brought you home, and despite expectations, you’ve yet to be eaten by the predators you share your den with. On the contrary, the six hybrids seem to have accepted you as their seventh pack member despite you being at the very bottom of the food chain.
You’ve come to trust that, despite the look of hunger in their eyes… food isn’t exactly what they have in mind. 
The hyena seems to be the only one your age. But he’s also a bit of a bully. Always goading you with ticklish poking until you stomp your feet and whine at him to stop. 
He never listens to you, though – he just cocks his head, finding it funny how you try giving him orders – only grinning as he pins you instead, chewing some on the lops of your ears while squeezing your cottontail – smirking and giggling at your pouty face getting all frustrated.
Your weak kicking is so cute, and so is how you try clawing at him despite having but blunt nails – he can’t help but laugh at the way it tickles him. 
It’s so painstakingly clear you’re not made to fight back, and it’s so adorable how you don’t even realize you already surrendered the moment you rolled over on your back with your belly up. 
It makes him go absolutely feral when you pull on his ears and mane, begging him to stop as he laves at your slit and clit, delving his long tongue deep within your walls until the tip prods your womb. It’s course against your skin and harsh on your insides and scratches your poor clit until it’s all swollen and throbbing for him – making you sob as his feral smile teases your chubby mound with a bite – only satisfied when you cum in his mouth.
But while the hyena enjoys play-fighting with you, the rest are more prone to fight each other…
The panther and leopard are good friends, whilst the fox and wolf seem to tolerate each other – and you don’t know whether it’s unfortunate or a blessing in disguise that both pairs only want you for themselves and often end up fighting over you.
You’d say the four are the most trigger-happy of the pack – always hissing and barking at each other. But everyone knows that cats and dogs don’t get along.
The canines are a little scarier, you think. They’re rougher with you.
The wolf especially. He’s older than you, a big heap of hulking muscles that bear down over you with the daunting superiority of a seasoned hunter. 
He doesn’t take lightly to you talking back to him – acting as though he’s actually offended when you so much as open your mouth if it’s not to swallow his tongue. Even if all you ask is for him to go a little slower, he’ll just growl at you – threatening your neck with fangs while chewing your collar – and otherwise ignore your cry completely. Calling you his bitch while telling you to quit your whimpering even though he’s been breeding you sore for the past hour, ramming your poor cunt so hard your muscles have all given out and left you to lie on the floor with only his paws keeping your hips upright.
He's always extra rough when you reek of cat – as though it’s your fault. Huffing and puffing as he now has to spend so much effort scenting you again.
It’s a never-ending war between them all. You go from camp to camp, getting marked again and again like territory, only for your owner to clean you up at the end of the day.
But the wolf is the worst. One time he’d gone so far as to piss on you… 
But he was later scolded by the owner – bonking his head with a rolled-up newspaper, telling him he had to learn to share or else he’d have to go sleep out in the doghouse. He’d also been told he had to stop breaking skin when biting you unless he wanted to be muzzled.
It only made him all the more grumpier. Growling in your ear that the one who ought to be muzzled is you and your snitch-mouth always crying wolf like some bitch who never learns her place – that next time you go talking to the owner, he’s going to eat you like the piece of meat you are.
You come to learn that he’s more bark than bite after a while. 
When you get used to him and his stamina, you stop crying and start holding onto him instead. And it’s when you’re burying your face in his neck and begging for his seed that he softens up for you.
He stops biting and starts sucking instead – laying hickeys all over your neck and chest, blushing with closed eyes when suckling your tits like a pup. You learn he’s a sucker for being called good boy and will wag his tail when you sit on his face. 
He’s also the one with the most owner-sickness of the pack, always clinging to you, growling when others get close, and never ever sharing when his turn.
He only begrudgingly allows the fox to eat his scraps afterward. 
You can only mew as he mounts you next. 
His tempo is always a bit of a shock – a bit juvenile, but who can blame him when he’s had to wait for so long? He’s a little younger than you – eager and desperate for it every single time.
Pounding you sharply – hard and fast with howls and heavy panting – even whimpering as you hold you tighter and tighter, squeezing you free of air as he savors the feel of your wet pussy clamping down around him.
He doesn’t growl too much when you whine. Instead, he laughs – elated and frenzied – eyes manic as he sticks his tongue as far down your throat as he can – drooling uncontrollably as he sinks his knot inside you and spills his worth inside your womb.
It’s a relief he doesn’t last as long as his bigger partner.
He’ll suck love-bites on the chubs of your cheeks as he unswells – lick all the sweat from your skin and come down by the sweet taste. Laying sloppy kisses all over your body and lapping over all bruises and soreness in gratitude – looking at you somewhat sheepishly with big puppy-dog eyes as though suddenly embarrassed that he’d been so feral.
The felines are less spastic. 
But they also like to lick you – with sand-textured tongues scraping at your fur and skin until they’ve made sure you’re coated with their scent. They seem to enjoy grooming more than anything, always snuggling with you.
But they get flirty, too… you’ll know when they start kneading your softer parts – blinking at you slow and expectantly until you return the favor.
They’re the same age and have known each other all their life, practically brothers, and do everything together as though they were a pair of Siamese – including when they mate with you. 
They’ll lay you down on one lean chest while the other is poised above you. Purring as they take turns with you – both so gently.
The panther always has a sly smile on his face when looking down at you – his claws retracted while he sticks his slender fingers inside your mouth to play with your tongue. He says it’s one of his favorite things about you – so soft and so silky, so different from theirs when you lick his skin.
It makes the leopard pout behind you, nuzzling you tight, his cheek to your cheek, asking the other if he doesn’t like it when he grooms him. 
The panther only smiles down at both of you, promising that he likes both your tongues until he proceeds to swap between which one of you he kisses.
When the leopard kisses you, he also admits he likes your tongue – whispering all depraved things that come to mind – loves how smooth it feels in his mouth and on his lips and neck and nipples and cock and balls.
Eventually, the heat gets to their heads, and their pointy ears start to droop, looking at you with such dark glossy eyes, opium-blown with pleasure and lust for more – kissing each side of your face, asking whether you won’t allow them both inside you at the same time – their pretty pleas making your head go silly, panting while nodding your head for them, bucking your hips stuck between the two while begging for both of them.
You feel their slim tails coil around each of your thighs as they sink inside your drooling heat together – their breaths deep and shuddering while they feel your tightness squeeze around them. 
They coo at you – telling you how perfect you look trapped between them like that – as their pretty little double-stuffed toy. And you’re too cock-drunk to do anything but agree.
After flooding you with cum, they go back to cuddling – sleeping – the both of them purring with lanky limbs all tangled on top of each other and you in the middle.
The bear is also a lazy fellow – a gentle giant. Something you’re grateful for – you don’t think you’d survive if he ever tried mounting and pounding you like the other boys.
He’s the eldest of the pack. Twice your age. You feel the seniority in his movements – all unhurried, savoring every second with a warm smile.
He’s satisfied with having you on his lap – cock-warmed by your tight bunny-cunt while you hand-feed him berries. You feel a little safer with him knowing you have the same appetite and that he isn’t thinking about eating you. 
He hums, a rusty sound that comes from his gut – telling you he likes seeing you eat – that it’s cute how you take such small bites – and the way your nose scrunches and your cheeks fill.
Sometimes he’ll tell you to hop on his lap – his massive warm paws placed on your haunches with large black claws gently denting the plush flesh found there, encouraging you as you ease up and down the great length that bulges from your belly. 
The size of it makes you pant.
You’re glad he’s happy having you at the end of the day – after you’ve been loosened up by the others. You fear he’d split you in two if otherwise.
The owner collects you before bedtime after everyone’s had their share – clips a leash onto your collar, and leads you to the bathroom – crawling on all four like an actual animal. You’ll often collapse halfway there, but he doesn’t mind scooping you up to carry you instead – always with a few patronizing words leaving him while mollycoddling you, almost speaking baby to you, telling you how proud he is of how domesticated you’ve become.
There’s always a bath waiting for you – a gift for being such a good little pet, he says. 
It reminds you of when you were first brought here, as he washes you with his own hands – rubbing the filth of spit, cum, and sweat from your sore limbs, messaging your flesh into nice limber softness again.
He’s always mumbling about human matters under his breath – money, business, estate – ruffling your hair when you give him a blank stare. Apologizing while saying he won’t trouble your pretty head with such complicated topics.
All you have to worry about is being his stress-relief – something clueless and dumb and dependent on him. You realize that without him needing to say it. It’s communicated through all the other things he says anyway.
He’s always whispering in your ear before bed – sweet nothings about what a good bunny you are – how you’re the cutest, softest, sweetest little thing in the entire world – telling you how much he loves you and how happy he is that you’re finally settling in – how you’ve become the most precious little housebroken pet for him.
It feels different when he touches you. The other hybrids make you feel small, but there’s a familiarity with them – something about being hunted fairly and squarely, like out in the wild. 
With the owner, you’re reminded you’re a pet eating out of his palm – something tame warming his bed at night with your leash tied to the bed frame.
He doesn’t fuck you with the same intent as the others do – there’s no rut behind his cold movements. It’s not mating or breeding. It’s something else you can’t put your finger on. Something human. Something alien to you.
Something in the way he has his hand fisting your leash as he sinks inside your heat – something in how he babies you, calls you cute when you shake and cum around his cock like you can’t control yourself.
It all makes you feel like some mindless animal.
Impulsive and primitive in comparison to him and his calculated thrusts and how he only cums inside you after you’ve all but begged him to breed you.
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Owner: BNHA - Aizawa, AFO JJK - Nanami, Kenjaku HQ - Ukai
Hyena: BNHA - Shigaraki JJK - Mahito HQ - Tendou
Wolf: BNHA - Bakugou, Dabi JJK - Sukuna, Noaya HQ - Sakusa
Fox: BNHA - Kirishima, Denki, Deku, Amajiki JJK - Yuji, Yuuta, Choso HQ - Hinata, Nishinoya
Leopard & Panther: BNHA - Denki & Shinso, Hawks & Dabi JJK - Gojo & Geto HQ - Miya twins, Oikawa & Kageyama, Kuro & Kenma
Bear: BNHA - Enji, Aizawa, All Might, Mirio JJK - Toji, Nanami, Higuruma HQ - Daichi, Ushijima
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stone-stars · 1 year
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cautiously optimistic about acoc prequel my thoughts are a) very funny that brennan finally made a character immune to being shipped (until the fandom proves me wrong) and b) five player table is? interesting?? it feels so unbalanced looking at it. where’s the rest of you.
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