#love this little lizard fella

[green-fangirlism-artsstuff]

'Overstimulation'

#love this little lizard fella #yet another oc #i call them Lexi #overstimulation #emotions turned into art #art by lobke #my art #art by me #artist on tumblr #vent art

[styllwaters]

speed stingers ? :]

Here they are!! Love these little fellas <3

I've always enjoyed the theropod build which the stingers have, and I'm a sucker for strike class dragons. I changed the position of the tail, having it set higher up in a vaguely scorpionlike position. It felt more natural to me.

I also added a bunch of markings since the OG design felt rather flat; they've got a kind of tropical feel to them now. The webbed feet and sails are inspired by the basilisk lizard - since some are canonically able to run on water, it seemed fitting.

I wanted to include the vestigial wings somehow, so I fully leaned into the raptor look with the arm frills. They're still flightless, but I imagine that the 'wings' aid in jumping and making tight turns.

Original designs below:

#ask #httyd requests #spec bio #speculative biology #how to train your dragon #speed stingers #dragon #spec evo #httyd #my art #fanart #art #artists on tumblr

[twinksrepository]

A Valentine's Day treat. Well more like night after

Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Pairing: Dante X F!Reader

CW: Food play, P in V sex, teasing, bad puns

Word count: Roughly 3K 

A/N: It's been a few months since you started dating the silly pizza man, and fail to keep that on the down low when it's Valentine's Day and one of your co-workers pesters you about dating the man but being at work. Good thing Lady is giving Dante a hard time as well. Well maybe after your shift you can find a way to have some fun with your boyfriend. 

The third of my Valentine’s Day fics.

Quirking your nose as you scrawl out the last of your notes before handing them off for entry in the system you let out a long exhale. It’s not even ten pm and you’ve already dealt with four accidentally swallowed rings, three broken noses, and two stabbings. The stabbings were a little normal for the emergency department but the rings weren’t. 

“I don’t understand why people just can’t propose like normal people, why do they put it in food Doctor?” You snort shaking your head as one of the orderies rubs at her temple. 

“People want to be different, if they knew how often people miss the ring dropped in their champagne glass because of nerves they might try something else.” Signing your name before looking at the next person on the triage list and reading what happened. “Like this person. They tried chocolate mousse, I’ll give them a point for originality.”

“Me. Hey Doc?” Letting out a hum as you double check to make sure you don't hand anyone higher up on the priority list to check with. “How come you're here tonight and not out with that man of yours?” 

You feel your nose quirking again. “Which man would that be?” Attempting to avoid eye contact as you do know exactly who they're talking about. Your silly pizza loving man with a knack for killing the demonic, even if most people think he's just a regular handy man of sorts. 

“Funny. That broad shoulders white haired fella. Damien or something.” 

“Dante” you wince as the correction slips from your mouth with ease. 

“Him!” Grinning like the cat that ate the canary at catching you. “Come on, I've seen the two of you out around town. He's a hottie. Why aren't you out with him instead of in here dealing with the chaos of proposals gone wrong?” 

You laugh hearing how the night in the ER has been going so far it sounds about right. “He's working tonight, besides I'd rather cover this night over New Year's and the Fourth of July anytime.” Winking before you head down the hallway with your clipboard, hoping this couple is a lot calmer than the last. 

“Explain how I'm a bad boyfriend!” Dante was pissed as he swung the rebellion slicing one of the lizard like demons in half sending Lady a look of bewilderment. 

“If you were a good one I wouldn't have to explain it.” Snarking back as she unloaded a few rounds into her own quarry before shaking her head at him. “You really are terrible with women, at this rate the pretty little doctor is gonna leave you. Working on Valentine's Day.” 

“It's just a sappy day to give chocolates, if she wants to leave me over that then fine!” Slicing another demon and dodging having a set of talons driven through his back. As much as he said that the smaller voice I'm his head was screaming. No. It wasn't fine. She was his and it didn't matter what day it was he should be balls deep in her, making sure she smelt of him and sex. 

“You really are an idiot.”

“Whatever Lady. Are we finishing this job you asked for my help for or not?” He'd rather focus on a fight than the way his pants were growing tighter. Damn libido.

As you left the hospital that morning, well 3 am, you couldn’t help but swing into the nearest 24 hour store to grab a few grocery items for yourself and saw a few items that made you smirk. A package of chocolate dipped and plain strawberries, grabbing them before heading to the devil may cry office with a can of whipped cream and a terrible plan. 

Trying the door to find it unlocked and slinking inside, a good sign that Dante is home otherwise you would have had to try and dig through your bag for the spare key he’d given you. “Dante!” If the lights in the main office hadn’t of been on you wouldn’t have called out, but if it is on then it’s a good sign your handsome man is still awake. 

“Backroom Babe!” Well, that answers that, heading towards the door that hides a short hallway ending in a minuscule kitchen. The main level of the office doesn't have much besides the front area itself which takes up the bulk of the floor space, there is a second bathroom that you’re certain before you entered his life was the only one Dante used. Well used being an operative word. 

Stepping into the space and finding the white haired man holding a small glass filled with amber liquid. “That kind of night huh?” You snort laying your paper bag of goodies on the the tiny counter before dropping your overnight bag to the floor and approaching him. 

“Any night that involves Lady is one of those kind of nights.” Rolling his eyes before taking a sip of the drink and setting his eyes on you. “Didn't think I'd see you this early, thought you were working the ER tonight?” 

“I was.” Lifting your arms to drop them over his broad neck and play with some of the longer white hairs at the back of his head and leaning closer. His jacket is draped over the chair you suspect would snap if anyone sat in it so your arms are able to rest more against him instead of the leather. “My shift finished about an hour ago and I didn't have a lot of paperwork to do. How was your night?” 

Raising his drink between your bodies you watch him quirk a brow as if surprised you asked “Shit so far. Now that you're here though.” Hooking two of his fingers in one of the belt loops of your pants and tugging you a little closer to him. “It seems to be getting better.” 

Tossing the rest of his drink back before sliding the empty glass behind him and dropping his hand on your hip you get the hint and push up on your toes as he leans closer to you. Only for your senses to be flooded by the smell of rancid copper and things you'd rather not think about. Sharply pulling away from him. “You smell like ass” Waving your hand in front of your nose as you screw up your face at him.

“I got home maybe ten minutes before you walked in!” His tone is haughty as he lifts his hands exasperated by your reaction, and for a moment you're distracted by the shift of his shirt and the hint of pale skin. 

“You need a shower if you want a kiss.” Shaking your head at him and hiding that you had been distracted by his body. “Or the other treat I have for you.” You might be annoyed that his first thought was a drink before getting cleaned but his lifestyle wasn't focused on getting the grim off his body right away for the longest time. 

Hearing you mention a treat, however, has his mood shifting and a smirk on his handsome face “A treat huh? Do I get a hint?” Wiggling his eyebrows as his gaze roves over your body, making you flush in response. 

“I don't wanna ruin the surprise but let's say trying something new.” Giving him a wink as he grabs his coat and starts to walk past you. “Only clean good little boys are going to get it though.” 

Roaring with laughter as he turns on his feet facing you as he walks away. “Guess I'm outta luck. Even with a shower, I'm zero outta three on that list.” Dropping his hand to his crotch just before stepping out of sight. “Especially the little part.” 

You can't help but laugh as he slips away, waiting until you hear either the water running from the downstairs bathroom or the creek of the stairs as he heads to the upper level. It's the creaking of the stairs that you hear, grinning as you wait another moment before placing your food for tomorrow in the fridge. At least you don't have to worry about something trying to crawl out of the neglected device. This time. 

Keeping the strawberries and whipped cream with you as you headed out to the main part of the office once more, checking the main door was locked before taking the stairs. It was more for your own peace of mind than anything else, if something wanted to go after Dante a metal bolt wasn't going to stop it. 

Hearing the shower run as you reach the top of the landing you slow, pondering for a moment if you should join him or just jump into your own little surprise. You did have a quick shower before you left work because you hated the smell of the antiseptic on your skin, but the idea of rubbing your hands over his wet chest are hard to ignore. Giving your head a shake you keep walking, if you don't commit to what you have planned you'll never try it, and Dante likes surprises in the bedroom. 

Leaning across the bedspread as you hear the sound of his footsteps you grin to yourself before swallowing to try and settle your face. As the door swings open you try to get your expression sorted out so you aren’t a blushing mess, trying to aim for sultry. 

Dante has a towel thrown over his head missing your expression and one slung around his waist, except he has the size of them backward. The larger one over his head and the smaller struggling to remain tied around his waist with how thick his thighs are and your little plan to try and seduce him fails as your jaw drops a little. “Maybe it’s me who’s getting the treat instead of you. Big boy.” Tacking on the last word to get him to lift his head. 

At least your little plan worked as his composure snaps for a moment as he stares at you, his eyes following the trail of whipped cream along the lines of your stomach from your covered core up to your tits. “Babe.” A hard swallow and it’s clear as the towel around his hips flutters from something hidden underneath that he’s getting aroused. “Are those strawberries on your tits?” 

“I figured since it was too late to get you a sundae I’d try and be one instead.” Trailing an index finger along part of your stomach and scooping some of the cream up before sticking the digit in your mouth and sucking on it hard enough to hollow your cheeks. That towel around his waist stood no chance as his cock hardens and sticks up from the edge, raising the fabric as if his dick is peeking out at you. “Sorry, but it’s the best I could do on such short notice.” 

Using one of his hands to pull the towel from around his shoulders and letting it drop to the floor with a wet smack your covered core throbs. His eyes are wild and you can see his neck flexing as his jaw works. Too bad all his attempts are undone by the way his length keeps twitching as it arches from between his legs. “I don’t see any ice cream unless you’re hiding it under that pretty body of yours.” 

Striding closer before he stops. Dante is far from unobservant and the man has noticed your own gaze keeps landing between his legs. “For some reason, I don’t think you have any for me. Not with the way your eyes keep looking at this fine display.” With a snap of his fingers, the towel is gone and you can’t help the little noise of satisfaction you let out at his naked body. He’s fit and knows it, surprising with his terrible diet, but you can’t get enough of it. 

“You’re right. I wanted some meat tonight.” Winking at him before spreading your legs, showing him the damp spot on your underwear. “I think you should come get your dessert before it gets too warm though.” Adding a small whine at the end as you want to feel his skin against yours, or his tongue. Really he can remove the fruit and cream covering your torso anyway he wants to. 

“I’m surprised you didn’t cover your pussy in cream too.” Snorting as he closes the final distance and you feel his bed dip as he joins you. 

“I might be willing to try food play but I am not having anything go in my pussy that isn’t sanitized.” 

“Sorry Doc, I gotta call you out on that one.” Running one of his large hands along your thigh before snapping your underwear with his finger. “My tongue and fingers go in there all the time.” You roll your eyes and reach a hand out to try and get him to pay more attention to your body. 

“Funny Dante. Honestly though. Do you want to lick or help me clean this up? The cream really is starting to run.” A chuckle before he moves, throwing a leg over your body and settling so he straddles your form, sliding down a little as his hands come to rest beside your body. 

“I think I can help with that problem.” Lowering his head to where the cream is starting to run just below your naval and licking a wide strip along the stream of white painted on your body. Right away you moan, the heat from his tongue chasing the chill that was seeping into your skin has you shuddering. “I’d have rathered lick at another cream though.” Lapping his tongue up your body and following the trail up your belly, all the while your hands are roaming across his back. It’s hard to stay still under him as you react to his closeness, your muscles shifting in delight at the texture of his tongue, and the way his breath fans out across your tummy. Rubbing your thighs together the slightest amount as you grow wetter the closer his head gets to one of your breasts. 

Almost there and your clit throbs and your body tenses. 

Laughing when he shoves his face between both of your boobs, covering the sides of his face in the cream before looking up at you. “Wanna taste my cream now?” Wiggling his eyebrows and you aren’t sure where the cream ends and his hair starts. 

“You’re so cheesy Dante.” 

“No. But I can go get some spray cheese if you’d rather lick that up.” Shuffling and grabbing one of the strawberries to pop in his mouth before dipping his face towards yours. As his lips connect with yours you don’t bother trying to respond to him verbally, instead letting one hand slide up along the muscles of his back and tangling in his hair. Parting your lips and moaning into him as his tongue darts out to lick the inside of your mouth, tasting some of the cream and strawberry juice on him. It isn’t a long kiss as he pulls away and grabs the other strawberry, holding it to your lips and offering it to you. 

“I ate two chocolate covered ones earlier. Those two were for you.” Smirking up at him as he rolls his eyes, tossing it in his mouth before reaching for the floor to grab the towel and wipe the cream off his face and one of your tits.

“I’ll remember that for next time.” Going in for another quick kiss making you gasp as he rolls his hips against yours, certain you could feel some of the fluid dripping from his tip smear against your belly. “Now to clean up this remaining mess the way you wanted.” The movement of his tongue is different this time, short quick swipes as he works his way up around to the tip of your nipple. Understanding why he cleaned the other off as he starts to circle his rough thumb against the hard nub, an involuntary roll of your hips as you sigh. The burning in your core grows hotter under his touch. 

Another whine as he ignores the tip of the nipple under his mouth, his lips kissing the edge of the skin now instead of lapping at it as if it’s some sort of divine nectar instead of cheap whipped cream from a can. A few more rolls of your hips as you try to edge him on, wanting more from the white haired man however he is having none of it. 

“Seems like this was more a treat for you than me.” The hand that had been massaging your other tit is now at your hip keeping you from moving while he leans more of his weight on the arm he has resting beside you as he licks everywhere but the point of your breast. Making low grunts and groans as he laps at your skin, tilting his head to make eye contact, and once he does he sends you a look that you can only describe as sinful. 

“Dante, please. No more teasing.” Doing your best to plead with him as your body thrums, you want him and you’ll do anything at this point to get it. “It was just a silly idea.” 

“Lucky for you.” Dipping his head and flicking the hard flesh with his tongue at last. “I like silly.” The hand at your hip pushing your underwear to the side and pushing his way inside your tight heat, while at the same time sucking on your tit like it’s the last thing he’s going to do. 

Your reaction is immediate as you scream his name, your back arching and pressing your chest more into his mouth as you cum around his tip that’s barely part way inside of you. His fingers circle your clit while keeping the thin fabric that divided your bodies away from your core as he works more of himself into you, trying to drag out your orgasm as long as he can. 

Growling as you respond, dragging your fingers down his shoulders and trying to press more of his body down to yours lost in the sensation before you’re panting from the overstimulation. Dante stops the movement of his fingers and lifts his head from your now abused breast, smirking at the indent of his teeth in your supple skin and the bruise forming there. Once you calm down he’ll rip those panties off your hips and fuck you for real. For now, he’s content feeling the tremors of your walls along his length while you recover from your first release of the night. 

“Guess I’m not that bad of a boyfriend after all.” 

#dante devil may cry #dmc5 #dante x reader #dante x you #dmc 4 #devil may cry #dante #dante sparda #x reader #twink writes #dante dmc #dante smut #dante x reader smut #devil may cry 5

[shitpostingkats]

Okay okay okay, since you are at the start of season 2. I need to ask something rq.

What do you think about Soulburner and Flame so far? Soulburner is my favorite personally from the entirety from Vrains, but I also love Flame. So I am very curious to hear what you think about them so far!! SORRY I AM JUST EXCITED GO HEAR PEOPLE'S OPINIONS OF STUFF I LIKE-

Excitement is always welcome in this house, bestie.

I'm having a BLAST with Soulburner, in exactly the way you sometimes look at characters that seems almost suspiciously tailor made to your character tastes. What do you MEAN he's a happy love filled shonen boy with fire and explosions???? AND he's an awkward socially blunt weirdo by day???? Who leaked the file of Spk's Favorite Character Types and decided to throw that into a blender????

LOOK AT THIS SCARF.

How much in-game currency do you think he paid for an animated accessory with a custom particle trail? I'm obsessed.

He's got such a good dynamic with Yusaku, both capable of laser focusing on the task at hand, but Theo does it in such a different font. The only bad thing I can say about him is that I am not capable of following the rapid fire flow of information that is Salamangreats, and my word association brain finds it very weird that the archetype has yet to show me a single salamander monster. What do you MEAN this isn't an archetype based on lizards???

(Literally my only complaint. I understand that it's silly but I really like lizards okay. Kagetokage was peak and I miss him every day. But I am coming around to salads.)

Flame is such a delight as well. Instead of the passionate idiot that you'd normally associate with Fire (Soulburner has that base covered), we've got this cool and collected british dude who you think has it put together until he opens his mouth and you realize he's a little bit insane actually. I just met a certain little green fella and am slowly coming to realize that all the ignis are just Like This. And it's GREAT. And totally makes sense for the weird road to personhood these lil guys had, but mostly I just love that they're all unhinged and slightly wrong in the head. Icons, the lot of them.

But most importantly, the thing that absolutely endears Flame and Soulburner to me is their dynamic together. Friend shaped cheerful shonen boy who just wants friends but also lights himself on fire on the reg, and his six inch tall little weirdguy whose snippy and sarcastic but gives friendship speeches to his human buddy because he openly shows that he would burn down the whole world for this guy. Just like Ai and Yusaku, they've got this ever-so-slightly-unhealthy trauma bond going on. (Which is great. Again, praise be to the writing that this show makes such a complicated dynamic come across even while not directly addressing it, just in little day-to-day conversations and incidental remarks.) But unlike the other two, they're also so openly affectionate and casually ride-or-die. They laugh at each others jokes! They gas up each others bits and have honest conversations! They're freaking besties and it's so funny when they're standing next to Mx. Yusaku "I have never learned what a normal healthy social interaction is in my life" Fujiki and Mr. A "I grew up on the internet and have a weird understanding of social norms so I just make jokes and think that constitutes a friendship" i.

I knew I'd love them when Theo sat down and tried to explain human social rituals to Flame through their shared special interest, I knew I ADORED them when Soulburner asked "Why are you acting like we're going to lose?" and Flame replied "For dramaaa~"

#the weird relationships between ignis and their counterpart lost children my freaking BELOVED #they're traumabonded they're kinda deranged they love each other so much they're soulmates they're weirdos #we meet Ai in the first season and we're like 'oh wow he's the black sheep of the family!' #and then we meet the other ignis and it turns out they're all like this #in their own special way #10/10 enterance in the series for Soulburner #it's hard to beat descending from the sky on a tornado of fire #though I do have a question. In flashbacks to like three months ago Theodore doesn't have glasses. #Did he just start needing them in the past few weeks or something #Did he have to get a script while in the middle of moving cities #or is he just nearsighted and doesn't wear them for reading #as a fellow glasses wearer this is deeply important to me #yugioh #vrains #spk watches vrains #yugioh vrains #ygo vrains #asks #answered asks #soulburner #theodore hamilton #flame vrains

[clay-pidgeon]

My personal comments on every pigeon breed (photos from the American Pigeon Museum site) pt 1

directly yoinked from my notes app. this is like a couple months old btw. anyways pt 2 in progress

Ancient pigeon: did a GREAT job naming this guy. this is a grandfather. weird lookin’ fella

Am Strasser: I like the color scheme, but really nothing special as far as pigeons go. shes very pretty tho!!

Am Roller Champ: she looks indignant about SOMETHING but is too anxious to speak up about it

African Owl: aside from the obvious comment that this is not an owl, I want to know what made people want to breed this. Like, animal husbandry takes time and effort, doing all that for this guy? Really? You do you, I guess.

Arabian Trumpeter: no comment. Just some guy, pretty but nothing to write home about

Berliner Shortface Champ: hey. hey what’s going on here. I’ve got Thoughts on this guy and they are indescribable

Archangel Champ: I do not like him. Begone, foul beast, and do not come here again lest you be hanged and quartered.

Baldhead Snow Roller: What a pleasant fellow! What a lovely lad! Just seeing his charming face makes me light up with glee. 10/10, magnificent beast!

Berne Lark: I really don’t have anything to say. Oddly geometric, if that makes sense. She looks frazzled. I like the orange chest.

Bernhardiner Schecke: She is the moment, she is the world, she knows what she’s about and it is being a girlboss in a pigeon way!

Breslauer Tumbler: Sir, what horrors have you witnessed to make you look like that? What arcane knowledge did you look upon to turn you into such a madman? Love the red talons btw

Brunner White Champion: I showed my mom this picture because there’s nothing people love more than their sons shoving pictures of weird birds in their faces, and she said “Why it is it shaped like that?” In the most horrified voice ever, to which I responded “Wow, mom, body shaming? Kinda problematic… :/“ anyways girl what

Chinese Owl Champion: Once again, this is a pigeon, not an owl, but I don’t care because hes fluffy

Cumulet White: Kinda want to paint this bird. Not paint a picture of it, paint on it

Damascene: I read that as Dramascene, which makes sense, because she was bird for the theater. That was supposed to say born but autocorrect knows me better than I know myself I guess

Danish Jacobin: You would expect the Danish Jacobin to be a more odd Jacobin, because it has an adjective. It is not, this is a normal animal compared to the “regular” Jacobin, which you must wait for because I’m doing these in the order they’re in on the website, which is alphabetical. Should I be capitalizing Jacobin?

Danish Tumbler: But fear not, the beautiful country of Denmark is not void of freaks. Because the Danish Tumbler is here, and he is stranging up the place (denmark), which is also a thing I do! Not to denmark, tho, that’s where the similarities end

Danzing Highflier: Can I just say I love the name? Danzing Highflier—really rolls off the tongue, with an element of opulence in there. Poetry in two words. that being said this guys gay and weird, just like me

Dewlap: Massive name downgrade, imo. Dictionary.com defines the word dewlap as “1) a pendulous fold of skin under the throat of a bovine animal. 2) any similar part in other animals, as the wattle of fowl or the inflatable loose skin under the throat of some lizards.” You could’ve put a little effort in there, my guy. Weird neck, but overall hes pretty normal as far as these little shits go

Dewlap Frillback: I actually like this name a lot. He’s not as frilled as some of our other frillbacks we’ll be seeing (we’ve got some CRAZY BITCHES in the pigeon list here, just a warning) but it’s nice. An elegant animal, though he seems pretentious

#pigeons #pigeon #birds #bird #my stuff #krill miscellaneous #gizmos bird judging #<- tag for that. #shitpost #bird memes

[starstruck-owie]

RvB Pets yap session

Alright so i've got a few of these down right. so this whole pet assigning thing started with me imagining sarge with a puppy, and naming that puppy warthog. ITS SO FUCKING UCTE urggg "get in the warthog" fucking dog trots over at the sound of his name "no! warthog stay! down boy." and then theres just a whole bit where hes tryna get warthog to back off or sum idk its silly. What breed of dog would this be though? See I was thinking toy poodle because while i feel like he wouldnt choose it, its cute as fuck so who gives a shit right? Bernese Mountain Dog. Think about it, I did. For a good like 10 minutes while leaving my friend on read because i was thinking so fucking hard. So we either have a toy poodle or bernese mountain dog and I cant get over it, the two are the most best guesses ive got. He walks into the shelter, donut or some1 bringing him there for wtv and he sees this tiny ass toy poodle chewing on a blue dog toy and boom, its his tactical toy poodle he has in his manly tactical purse. While bernese is like so insanely silly its great, the dog knocking sarge over in excitement and sarge trying to order him to attack grif but giving up with a nuetral grunt and saying. "maybe tmrw" or smth ITS SO FUCKING ISLLLY but also maybe beagle just trhowing that out theres would be so sfucking silly too OKAY and then after that we move on to donut right? i got this one almost immediately, parrot. no questions needed, parrot. I cant exactly see donut with parrot.

We get to grif right, Lizard. HEar me out, grif with a bearded dragon. not sure why not sure how but holy shit i fucking love it man.

Doc. See this ones a bit hrmmm not sure because it has to satisfy both doc and omalley and i for somereason think; golden retreiver. doc would have tried to suggest smaller dogs, hes likely looking for a dog ok to be like near people and maybe even like be atherapy dog and omalleys like fuck that these dogs r for pussies and then doc gets to golden retreiver and hes like, i mean sure and boom silly.

Simmons, bunny or guinea pig. feels right.

Tucker, like the legend this mother fucker is. has a snake, simmons kkeeps his distance as things have likely happened multiple times on purpose or not. chicks dig snakes. (im chicks(im a whole male))

caboose already had a pet. RIP.

Church honestly not sure with this dude, could also see him having a lizard or cat. confusing fella. OH MY GOD WAIT hedgehod im sorry it has to be done church with a hedgehog i need it.

Washington, cmon guys you see this shit coming. cat. obviously.

Now if lopez to able to have a pet, right? id like to think maybe a small dog, and he wouldnt out right look for it but he'd find it right, it would have 3 legs and probably be struggling a bit to get around and lopez would take him in and make like a little wheelchair thingy for the little dog and then they become best friends.

tex? not sure honestly, maybe she'd think having a pet is dumb? and i think carolina would just like not be into it really.

drgrey. lizard but not like bearded dragon but like maybe leopard gecko? or maybbe switch dr grey and grif? not sure im confused now but alright reptile awesome possum

Locus. Dove. Locus with a dove, hear me out. It was injured and he helped it out and now its his friend.

felix the bitch would have a snake not because they r evil or anything but felix thinks it makes him look badass, and it does.

give me more characters i want to do mor eof this NEOW

EDITT!!!

KAI TY TO WHOEVER SAID THIS honestly not sure for her hrmmm,, i feel like she'd have a parrot or a turt for some reason not exactly sure why but i do

#red vs blue #rvb #rvb simmons #rvb grif #rvb sarge #tucker rvb #caboose rvb #rvb donut #rvb doc #dr grey #rvb wash #rvb tex #rvb church #rvb locus #rvb carolina #rvb felix #rvb lopez #yapping #rvb sister #rvb kai

[strawbubbysugar]

Here is some stuff I didn’t include and or added to Alexander!! :D

Alexander is a weird Lizard Cow Animatronic that has a fascination with humans and a giant collection of Books about them in their Pharmacy. They don’t really have a set gender. Yet they like to press as feminine.

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Then there is Goober. The silly little assistant in Alexander’s Pharmacy. He and Alexander met one day while they were foraging for things they might be able to use for medicine. They don’t know how old Goober is or why he was so far out of civilization. But they look cute so why not take him with them?

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They definitely would get excited to see Pry/ncess.

EHEHEE I LOVE - IM ALSO OBSESSED WITH GOOBER I LOVE LITTLE FELLAS SM !! TY FOR SHARING!!!

#ask #bethroned #atomata citizen

[kisekisreblogspage]

Rainbow friends Head cannons!! 1/3

This is just a head cannon abaut them not beeing the murders machines we all know and love, more like them beeing goofy/silly creatures

Red plays 90's (girlish) music whenever he is cleaning, and he sings and dances."the loudest the music, the hardest i clean". When he does that he either starts Early in the morning (like a latinian household lol) or in the afthernoon (when everyting gets nasty again)

Everytime this happens Green is the frist one to hear it "A LITTLE BIT OF MONIKA IN MY LIFE-" and Red's voice pretendig to be a singer, and he always goes like "curse you red!... CURSE YOU!"

I like to think that Green is the kind of guy that sleeps the whole day and wakes up tired. Like he had a terrible night cycle, or had a wild party or did a lot of things in the day, but he just loves sleeping, it is not because of deprecion, it is because he is a very sleepy guy.

If you knew him, you'd be jealous of him (even my self) because he is the kind of guy who does NOTHING the whole day and sleeps like he has done a whole day of military training. But the hardest thing he done is walk, eating, playing with Blue or Orange atend Red's checkouts or just beeing silly (ya' know, the basics, treat human kind with nuclear weapons, or pretend that he is some african Prince who needs money)

Also, Green wuld love cotagecore stuff, not becuase of the looks but becuase of the scents! And the comfynes! You know, the smell of freshly backed goods and bread and meals, the confort of many pillows and blankets, the feeling the scents of plants surounding you, the touch of grass, him not able to see but still beeing one with nature while wearing comfortable retro clothes. Idk how to portray him other ways but GREEN BELONGS TO COTTAGECORE AND COTTAGECORE BELONGS TO GREEN! Change my mind

Now, speaking abaut Orange. He has something that i like to think abaut sometimes. His eyes...

You see, his eyes are canonicly just a line, unfocused, but in the drawing of him across the game, his eyes are not a line, but a circle, focused. I have this headcannon that he can dilatate his eyes on purpose sometimes. From just a line, to a big ol'-blak-hole like eyes, and he does this in order to look cute and archive what he wants, the only 2 persons who does not fall for this are Green (because, Blind) and Red, he does not buy this.

He and Puple are besties, they are both have a good relationship, they are kind of Sibling like, if Orange has some dumb aa shit going on, there is Purple over there suporting his shit!

You can hear him ranting abaut how he tinks the word works like and you will be like "tf? Is this guy living in dereality?" And Purple be like "Oh yes yes you have quite a point" and Orange will be like "I KNOW!"

I like to thin that he is the rizzler in the gang, i can see him apearing in a corner in some "handsome" like pose and move his eyebrow and go like "heya" while trying to rizz you up in the rizzles vibes ever imagined and doing some faces. And then treating you like a friend lol. Yea this is Orange for me, some Sassy silly Rizzles little guy who makes fun of manny and hates when the karma hits back and goes like "WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS!?!?" A drama lizard. He is not a Jerk, he is just a dumbass.

Also, i think that he will mostly joke abaut Red beeing ugly because he thinks that is funny, but he does not belive that Red's ugly, he just like to annoy him

Now if you ask

"Hey Red, is purple a girl or a boy?"

"Its purple"

"Yea but it is a girl or a boy?"

"Its purple"

"But is PURPLE a GIRL or a BOY"

"Its purple"

"A puple girl? Or a purple boy?"

"Its puple"

"You are not gonna tell me aren't you?"

" i told you!"

"Then what it is???"

"Puple"

Its Purple time fellas! Purple belives that the outside world is cyberpunk now, because thats what has been promised for the 2000's to be, poor little Purple.

I like to think that Purple walks araund everywere anytime purple whants, but just choses not to, because Purple belives that socializing is useless and rather be as far away from everyone. But fear not, Purple has get over that phase (thanks to Green) now Purple only walks araund only when Purple feels like so, but still not wanting to talk to strangers, they make Purple unconforfable and overwelmed, so if you are going to try to make friends with Purple, make sure to not overwelm them, go slow and secure, make them know that you are no harm, talk to them, be nice, don't make loud noices, eventually Purple will be interested in you, and you will found out that Purple's very curios and kind of energetic (in a short period of time) and will be a very good friend only to persons who deserves Purple's friendship, and then you will become Purple's favorite Person

I can tell that Purple likes to Wonder araund in a box, like, they just found a box from the deceased person that they just kill the ground and go like "Oh... this is supose to help them hide... i see" and now it is Purple who hide in these boxes, neat right? They think that this is like Red wearing suits. I can also see Purple finding old/abandoned clothes and wearing them, pretending it is some fashion thing. Finding crappy shoes especially, and goes like "yea, this shoes are designer" and the shoes in question are fake jordans. Lol.

Now, lets talk abaut our favorite King. Our beloved Baby, Blue in my headcannons is some kind of funny gentelman, playing roleplays, doll house, making his kingdom out of cardboard taking Green to dance, like he sees Green feeling down and he goes like "NOT ON MY WHATCH!!" And takes Green and hugs him and make him dance with his long as arms untill he starts laugting. They have a very 'favorite cousin' vibe.

To me, Blue is the kind of guy that will give you the best of advises and will tell you those things like he knows way too personaly abaut of why is he saying so, and then give you a pat in the back. You can be talking abaut your most embarasing and childish of hyperfixations one moment and then talking abaut life and your fears in the other moment, like he were your grandpa, or your dad!

"Did someone Hurt you? Friend? Oh... i see... don't worry, i'll make then know that hurting others is bad! Oh don't worry! I wont do anything bad to them! I'll... Just... make them know that they shuldn't Hurt oters for fun..."

"If you are going to Hurt someone there's better ve a reason... like... Hunger... like for now.... 'I' am hungry..."

Yea, he is not going to let that slide.

Start runing

Blue is just like the kind of charactwr that is neat and cool with everyone! You know! Hiding a deep trauma and dark past and beeing misterious aswell. This is a super cool character to work with to me, it culd be either a murder or a mashmellow, or both at the same time! You can get crazy!

"Yea... he was my frist friend... i don't remember why he is no longer with me... i Wonder if i have been bad or something... but Red tells me that he just gone... but were?"

"Don't you get these gaps in your memories?... like what happened here? Why is this place so ruined? It use to be a happy place! Why is all so abandoned?"

"Don't tell Red... but... i have been feeling a little of Deja-bu some times... it feels like i have seen you before, and i have done everyting that i have done to meet you over and over again... do you understand?"

"Red says that he also has some deja-bu.. thank God i am not alone in this... are you ok annyways?"

Yes, i belive that he will get Deja-bu eventualy in a way. And then freak out abaut this bur then keep it cool at the end. Yea... this reminds me to sans.

Oh well this is just the part one, probably put more abaut the rest

See y'all latter

#rainbow friends #rainbow friends roblox #rainbow friends red #orange rainbow friends #rainbow friends green #blue rainbow friends #rainbow friends purple

[marmie-noir]

Missed Shots and Apricot Kisses

Okay as someone with experience in competitive shooting Mitch's lesson cracked me up and I just love this man.

TW: Firearms, smut, no actual penetration though. Mild drug use (Apricot jelly)

The ring of a shot had me glancing over, seeing the dust puff on the barrel, showing whoever had finally squeezed a trigger had clearly missed the bottles lined up on the odd number of barrels before us. I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose, not even drawing my gun yet. This was a fucking nightmare, it had to be. 

I glanced down the line of people. The entire staff of that weed store Dwight basically took over stood in a loose formation, paired with his driver. It was a sorry bunch of people. Also didn’t help that Tyson was holding his gun sideways.

“Fucking christ.” I grumbled, pulling my hair up into a ponytail as Mitch stepped forward. “All right fellas- and lady.” He paused, looking at Grace who looked like she’d been made to swallow a live lizard. I watched Mitch, seeing him do that frustratingly attractive move where he turned his hat backwards after smoothing his hair back. He grabbed his gun from the back of his pants where it had been tucked into his belt, lifting it. “You hold the gun in your hand,” He said, showing the weapon in question, as if needing to clarify what a gun was. “You bend your knees.” He patted his thigh before doing just that, adjusting his stance to have both hands on the weapon. “You use your other hand to steady it. You place the target in between the sights, and then you slowly and calmly pull back on the trigger.”     

When he was finished speaking he shot, the sound of glass exploding making me glance over at the barrels, unsure how to feel about the situation. After we’d been shot at, and Dwight admitted it might not be a one off, it was brought up that the rest of the employees might actually benefit from some firearm training. I was a pass, obviously, but there was no way I was missing this. Teacher Mitch was a little aggressive and it was kind of hot, but I was getting a headache from just how helpless all the other men seemed to be. 

“You do not fucking jerk it!” He snapped, lowering the gun to look down the line of men who all seemed almost afraid of the firearm in their hands. He walked back behind the line, tucking the weapon into his belt once more. “Let’s go again.” 

I moved behind the line of men, stopping to stand next to Mitch, looking up at him and Dwight both. There were a number of shots, and an equal number of the metallic 'tings' echoing of the barrels being hit. No glass shattering. It made me let out a long sigh through my nose. Dwight caught Bohdi not even holding the gun right and went to talk to him, leaving me with Mitch. I hooked a finger in one of his belt loops, looking up at him with a little frown. 

He glanced down at me, arms crossed, before his expression softened slightly. “I know.” He murmured, reaching up to smooth the hair back from my forehead, pressing a quick kiss there before walking over to join Dwight behind Bohdi. 

I glanced over at where Clint and Fred seemed unsure. Stepping forward I flashed them both a smile. I knew I didn’t look threatening, a woman in a too large hoodie and shorts, hair tied back to keep it out of my face. My whole life I'd been looked over because of my appearance, non threatening, but that worked in my favor most times.

“You gotta remember to breathe. A lot of people hold their breath when they shoot, and it causes a bunch of issues.” “You can shoot?” Fred asked, not in a way that made me think he was questioning my ability because of my appearance but rather out of genuine surprise. 

“Yeah.” I said with a small nod. “Yeah, pretty good too. C’mon, hold and lift it with your dominate hand, cup the grip with your non-dominant hand, and let out a slow breath as you pull the trigger.” 

I left the two with that advice, trailing after Mitch. My feet slowed when I saw Mitch, frustrated, pull out his gun and start to shoot a few of the bottles while saying “Wassup” with each pull of the trigger. I blinked, raising my brows before glancing down to hide my smile. Probably something to do with the stupid way Tyson seemed to insist on holding the gun. He was going to snap his wrist if he really shot like that, but he had to learn somehow. 

Another round of pops and the sound of glass shattering had me leaning forward to peek around Mitch, seeing Grace hitting every single shot. My brows rose higher and I felt another smile teasing at my lips, raising a hand to cover it as I watched the only other girl represent. I exchanged a glance with Mitch, winking at him, making him roll his eyes as he and Dwight moved to speak to her. 

I spent the next few minutes trying to convince Bodhi to at least hold the gun correctly, even with the safety on. He was so uncomfortable, looking at me with a frown, as if wanting me to take the gun out of his hands. I shook my head, flashing him a bright grin, refusing to fall for the kicked puppy look he kept trying to use on me. 

“Darlin’, we are going.” Mitch called, making me pull away from Bodhi and move to his side instead. I bumped my hip against his, heading to the passenger seat of the truck. I hopped in as he got into the driver seat, turning it on and pulling out of the warehouse we had been shooting in. 

“That was…” I trailed off, unsure what to call it. 

Mitch sighed, nodding and fixing his hat, pulling it off and running a hand through his hair before tugging it back on the right way. “Fucking horrible.” “Yeah.” I said, sighing with a little frown. I looked over at him, crossing my legs and twisting a ring around my left index finger. “How fucked are we? Scale of one to ten?” “We aren’t fucked honey, just gotta think outside the box.” He reassured, large hand settling on my bare thigh and squeezing. “Dwight had some good ideas, and I know some boys. It’ll be okay.” “If you say so.” I said, not sounding the most confident. I waited a few seconds before asking something that had been on my mind for awhile. “Dwight said something about a casino. What is he gonna do to the bar, Mitch?” Mitch glanced over at me, his other hand firmly on the steering wheel as he pulled out into the main road. The truck was old but well loved, one of those all metal ones from the ‘good ol’ days’ some would say. A good farm truck that did it’s job and was still running. 

“Well, the bar is on Cherokee land.” He said and I nodded, knowing that already. “We are going to have Jimmy get a casino license, as he qualifies. We’ll get the bar redone, put in a casino, a stage, modernize a little bit more. It’ll be an easy way to wash cash and earn a bunch all at the same time.” 

It was a solid plan, I could see the validity in it. “But… Jimmy doesn’t own the bar. You do.” 

“Well… I would have to transfer ownership to his name.” “Mitchell Keller.” I said, head snapping to look over at him. His hand tightened on my thigh and I sighed, forcing myself to relax back against the seat. I let the silence linger a few moments before shrugging. “It’s your bar, Mitch. And if this is what you wanna do, you know I’ll support it. I just don’t like it. How Dwight is comin’ in and changing so much. I don’t want to see you getting hurt in the crossfire.” “I know, darlin’. But I’m not stupid. I have plans in place, and this will set us both up for awhile.” He squeezed my thigh once more, thumb brushing against the sensitive skin there. “I promise I’m not blinded by money or anything like that. It’ll be okay.” I settled my hand over his on my thigh, fingers brushing against his knuckles before falling down to trace the rings on his fingers. “Okay.” I murmured, heart pounding in my chest when he mentioned setting ‘us’ up for awhile. Mitch and I hadn’t really had a conversation defining our relationship, not that I needed one, but sometimes I did wonder what exactly Mitch would consider was going on between us. It didn’t feel casual but I also wasn’t really fishing for a ring. “That’s my girl.” He praised, smiling at me before refocusing on the road. 

I blushed but still huffed, nail tracing the bull insignia on one of his rings. “But if he tries to bring in strippers I’ll scoop his eyes out with a rusty fucking spoon.” Mitch just laughed, a good sound, and it made me crack a grin as well before rolling my eyes at him.  

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 “Sunshine?” I heard Mitch call out and glanced around the corner. The back door was open, only the screen door closed, giving away where he was. “C’mere.” He called out once more. I padded silently through the living room and towards the back door, running my fingers through my still damp hair. After working at the bar we had come home and I had snatched the first shower. 

Stepping onto the back porch I found Mitch relaxed back on the bench I often found myself occupying this late at night, one of his legs propped up on it, his hat low on his face as he flashed me a lazy smile. The familiar buzzing of the insects sounded, filling the silence, and he had a plate balanced on his thigh. It had some sort of orange tinted jelly in a little container, the plate covered in crackers. “Come try this.” He said, reaching out for me. I went happily, stepping closer and bending at the waist so he could slip a jelly covered cracker into my mouth, his free hand cupping my jaw gently. I hummed, licking my bottom lip and settling next to him, or trying to. With one hand he lifted the plate, the other grabbing my waist and pulling me into his lap, securing me in place with the same arm wrapping around my middle. “What is it?” I asked, tasting the sweet with an odd aftertaste. It was some kind of fruit but not what I was expecting, looking up at him curious. He looked good, relaxed with a little smile, blue eyes holding a warmth that was familiar now. I leaned against his chest, reaching up to straighten his hat with a grin. “Well, cowboy?” 

“Good, isn’t it?” He asked, voice low and holding a gravel tone that sent a zing of awareness up my spine, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip. I nodded, reaching for another one where he had set the plate down on the porch. “Got it from Jimmy. Apricot. Apparently there is a shit ton of weed in it.” That had me pausing, cracker slathered in the jelly, looking up at him surprised. Then I laughed, popping it into my mouth and chewing, covering my mouth with my hand. “That explains why you look half melted on this bench.” I teased, eyes fluttering closed as one of his hands slid up my spine to gently wrap around the back of my neck, massaging there. “How much did you have?” “Enough that you feel like heaven on me.” He said, accent a little thicker. 

“I normally don’t feel good?” I teased, leaning in a bit more, curious. Mitch and I had tiptoed around physical intimacy without any reason to do so. We were both adults, both clearly wanted the other. He was taking it slow and I decided to enjoy the ride. Yeah, he kissed me and grabbed at me, but it never went further. Not yet, anyway. “No, you normally drive me fucking crazy.” He drawled with that lazy smile. I returned it, finding him a mix of alluring and adorable. My hands slid up his chest to rest on his shoulders, adjusting how I was sitting to it was more straddling him. His belt buckle was cool where it pressed against my inner thigh, his body warm and solid under mine as I all but laid on him. I hadn’t put a bra on after my shower, wearing a loose enough shirt I hadn’t bothered to, leaving me to press more firmly against him. Mitch’s hand left my neck to go to the base of my spine, fingers sneaking under the hem of the shirt and sliding up. He traced my spine, the feeling of his skin on mine making me sigh happily, relaxing more against him. “Such a good girl. Always so soft and sweet for me.” He praised, the rumble of his voice vibrating against my chest. I leaned up, capturing his lips. He tasted like a mix of tobacco and apricot jelly, a surprisingly perfect mixture. It had me sighing happily, rolling my hips down, grinding against the front of his jeans. He groaned into the kiss as well, one hand lifting to weave into my hair as his other on my back pressed gently between my shoulder blades to get me closer. 

Mitch planted one foot on the bench, the other on the porch, rolling his hips up against mine. I gasped, feeling the hard press of his erection grinding against the crotch of the short cotton shorts I wore to sleep in. “Fuck, Mitch.” I whispered against his lips. He nipped at my bottom lip, humming happily at the sound of his name pulled from me in that needy tone. “I’ve gotcha, darlin’. Just relax, let me take care of you.” 

I listened, body going nearly boneless against him. Mitch Keller kissed me like he had all the time in the world. It started slow, with him controlling it as usual, using his hand in my hair to tilt my head the way he wanted as he tasted between my lips. His hands moved all over, touching me, one hand palming my bare breast under my loose shirt and the other pressing teasingly against my lower stomach, fingertips teasing the hem of my shorts. “This okay?” He breathed the question against my lips and I nodded, hips grinding forward, encouraging him to keep going. “Please.” That was enough for him to slip a hand down the front of my shorts, slipping further down until his fingertips met the slick arousal smeared against my panties. He circled my clit and I gasped, hips jumping at the stimulation before my hands fisted the front of his shirt, rocking against him. “Oh fuck.” “God damn darlin’, fucking soaked.” He near growled, thick fingers sliding further down and pressing against my soaked opening. I whimpered, grinding against his hand shamelessly, the two of us no longer kissing and just breathing the other’s air. He pressed, not slipping his fingers inside of me yet but making me let out a desperate little noise. “Fuck it.” I blinked open my eyes, unsure what on earth he was talking about before I was being moved. His hand left my shorts and I damn near squeaked as I was flipped, my back against the smooth wood of the bench, shoulders and head cradled by the pillow still soaked in his scent and warmth. 

Mitch was between my spread thighs, my shirt pushed up to right below my breasts, hands by my head as I looked up at him confused and flushed with arousal. He was licking at his fingers, his free hand grabbing at my hip before hooking into the shorts I still had one. 

“Can I go down on you, honey?” He asked, looking at me with those bright blue eyes. “Wanna make you cum.” My eyes widened, lips parting as I blinked at him before swallowing, giving him a nod. He rewarded me with a grin, reaching up to pull his hat from his head and slot it onto mine, his hands hooking into my shorts and panties, pulling them off in one move. 

It felt odd, exposing mostly, to be naked from the waist down on his back porch. But Mitch lived in the middle of nowhere so I wasn’t worried about anyone seeing us behind maybe a rare deer or snooping raccoon. 

The golden porch light lit up his hair like a halo, the gold looking near gleaming now, his bright blue eyes focusing between my legs as he settled down there. “Fucking hell baby, you are a mess.” He said, warm breath brushing against where I was most sensitive, making my thighs tense and try to pull closed. 

His big hands stopped that from happening, his warm tongue lapping the crease of my thigh before kissing over to my mound. The mix of his warm, wet tongue and the scratch of his mustache had me whimpering, hips lifting as much as I could with him grabbing my thighs, trying to get closer. “No no, sweetheart. Gonna enjoy this. Lay back, be a good girl for me. Tell me if I need to stop.” Mitch didn’t waste any time, diving right in. He licked me from opening to clit, moaning against my drenched pussy, my back arching like I’d been shocked. My hands found his hair, thankful he’d taken his hat off. I ground against his tongue, shameless, having thought about this at least a dozen times in the last week alone. 

“Don’t stop, please.” I managed to gasp out, working with him as he licked and sucked, pulling depraved noises from me that I hadn’t heard before. I wasn’t a virgin but I had never had such an intense connection with someone, and Mitch seemed to know what I needed before I did. 

The sound of him between my thighs was sin. He moaned and went in like he’d rather be nowhere else. His tongue pressed into me, nose bumping against my clit and putting a cry from me. One of my hands left his hair to squeeze my own breast. Mitch reached up, pushing my shirt up so he could see, bare breasts thrust up as I ground against his face while he got me closer and closer to where we both wanted me to be. My thighs brushed his cheeks, the prickle of his facial hair making me whimper. “Fingers. Mitch, please.” I gasped, hand in his hair tightening as I felt myself get closer. 

“Want the rings on, darlin?” He asked, lifting from his feast, showing what a mess I was making of him. Fuck if it wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever seen. Mitch Keller between my thighs, face smeared in my arousal, pupils blown and lips parted.

I nodded, swallowing and panting, hips lifting to get him back down where I needed him. “Rings, yes, please.” I whimpered, wanting to feel them, feel him.     

“God you are so fucking pretty.” He praised, pressing a few kisses to my lower stomach when I felt the blunt tips of his fingers press against me. His middle finger pushed in first, testing how much I could take, before sliding in his ring finger as well. The rings pressed against my opening, cooler than his skin, the stimulation new and addictive. I moaned, thighs tightening around him, making a raw masculine chuckle leave him with his warm breath brushing against my lower stomach. “Such an impatient girl, don’t worry. I’m gonna take care of you.” He nipped at my thigh, getting a gasp from me before lapping at my clit. At the same time he crooked his fingers, searching for something. It took him a few times, fingers moving in and out slowly, before I felt his fingertips brush against that spot inside of me that had me clenching around him with a moan. “There it is.” He murmured more to himself than me, doubling down. His hand sped up, the wet sound of my greedy cunt almost unwilling to release his fingers when he pulled them out, grinding against his mouth as he teased my clit. “Mitch.” I moaned his name, thighs shaking, the tension in my lower stomach making me feel like I was going to explode. I was breathing hard, hot tears pricking the edges of my eyes, looking down at him with hungry eyes. He looked up, a wrecked noise leaving him when he saw me watching him back. “Close?” He asked, lifting his face slightly. I nodded, biting at my bottom lip hard and grinding against him. “Good, good fucking girl. Give it to me, baby. Be a good girl and cum on my tongue, squeeze my fingers the way I know you can, know you wanna.”

He sounded so good, felt even better. I had no choice. I came undone on his tongue, grinding against his face and fingers, hand in his hair tightening before simply holding him there. My thighs shook, lower stomach twitching, hips jumping with each flick of his tongue against my clit. I cried out, back arching, soft thighs brushing his cheeks once more if only to feel the prickle of his facial hair. 

I came down slowly, the soft press of kisses against my inner thighs making me blink back to the present. I was panting, blinking up at the roof of the back porch, a shiver of awareness reminding me that I was basically naked under Mitch outside under the stars and the half full moon. His big hands were sliding up and down my sides, murmurs of praise making me smile, a little empty headed still. I hummed happily as he kissed up my stomach, stopping to kiss the underside of each breast before leaning up to capture my lips in a slow, lazy kiss. Tasting myself on his tongue had me wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him down. He chuckled, breaking the kiss, hands on my bare middle, just feeling me below him. His hand slid up to pull my shirt back down, leaning back even as I whined to pull my panties back on. “What about you?” I asked, confused, voice soft as I watched him. 

“Me? Darlin’, that was for me.” He reassured with a cocky grin, leaning down to kiss me once more. 

Here is more Sunny and Mitch.

#fanfic #garrett hedlund #mitch keller #tulsa king #mitch keller fanfiction #garrett hedlund fanfiction #female oc #Sunny you lucky girl #Also I want to try that jelly so bad guys

[delopsia]

Hi! So I work at a pet store and we sometimes have animals that have been with us that are “free to good home” becuase of the length of their stay with us. I HC that Rhett tends to collect big animals and Bob collects the smaller animals. Like Guinea pigs lizards and stuff of that nature. Thoughts?

These two and their animals 😭 Bobby absolutely collects the small fellas, particularly hamsters and mice. He loves them to death. Just tiny little fellas that boggle his mind to look at. How are they so tiny? Why are their teeth so damn sharp?

It really confuses Rhett because he's so used to those fellas being problems. He's always associated rodents as pests because of the whole growing up on a ranch thing. So many mice breaking into the feed! So many more lazy barn cats that don't earn their keep!

Rhett attracts to the bigger animals for sure; if there is a cat in the building, he's going to find it. His general plan is to hang out with it until Bobby is done fussing over them tiny lil varmints, as he calls them, but there's a day when he clicks with an older feline. Later in her years, not quite the pet adopters come in looking for, but she settles in Rhett's lap and kneads his thigh like she's known him all her life.

Its a little bit awkward when Bob and his newly adopted friend walk over to find Rhett has imprinted on that adopted friend's natural predator. Makes for a tense car ride, but that little feline couldn't care less about Bobby's community of small critters, she just wants to snuggle

The Reader isn't aware of any of this until they get home from work with a new goldfish they confiscated from a coworker 🧍‍♂️

#bob floyd x reader x rhett abbott #delgato's asks

[arandomuserloreexplanations]

Random's Lore Explanations - The Player Character

Howdy hey, name's Random. Now, let's talk about what what this title indicates. That's right! We're talking about THIS TWAT!

Now, (edited this out) this is Frisk. Ahem. We "name" them at the start of the game. I put name in quotes for later explanation in a different post. Anywho, this is about THEM, so let's talk about them. Frisk is a human child, and the seventh fallen human (eighth if you include the first). As you can probably see (if not, sorry for not making an alt text), they have yellow skin, like, ACTUAL yellow skin, a blue onesie (supposedly) with two purple stripes going across the chest, and... that's it. Frisk is a gender neutral (different from non-binary, but is usually used as a replacement for NB) human child, whose gender is left unspoken, and is usually referred to as They/Them. They're what we use as the character to explore the Underground, and they don't have much of a personality. In fact, they're a fuckin' brick wall when it comes to personality. They have a little bit, but it's only slightly seen in the ACTs, and that's it. Their relationships (in my opinion) towards the main cast (spoilers fellas) goes as follows: Flowey - That weird-ass flower that tried to kill them twice Toriel - Goat mom that they can flirt with and call her their mama in the span of two 10 second-long calls. Napstablook - That depressed ghost that people rarely talk about. Sans (Pacifist) - That weird skeleton dude that's as tall as them. Papyrus - That loud, tall, eccentric skeleton who acts egotistical just to be seen as great by others. Also their first date in the Underground. Monster Kid - The armless Undyne obsessor, and a pretty cool kid. Undyne - That lesbian fish lady. Yeah, that's it. Alphys - That weird lizard nerd who's in love with Undyne. Also the person that they helped act as a third wheel for. Mettaton (base) - Metallic box, pretty much indestructible, and also a great gameshow host... if he wasn't trying to kill them all the time. Muffet - Capitalist spider woman... Rarely talked to her. Mettaton (EX) - Oh no he's HOT! It's the robot built like a Twink, but will beat you up with his legs. Asgore - The King that tried killing them to uphold his promise to his people. Asriel - Crybaby goat boy, and also the GOD OF ABSOLUTE HYPERDEA- Mettaton (NEO) - "MY NAME IS METTATO-" A pathetic robot incapable of a single attack. Sans (Genocide) - The guy that broke the rules of the game to give them a bad time. Strong only because he could break the rules. Chara - That one kid that they probably only learned about via cassette tape and being called that by Asriel. Gaster - Who the fuck is Gaster? And that's about it.

#Random's Lore Drops #UTDR #frisk undertale #undertale #what? you expect me to tag every character mentioned? Nah screw you lmao- /j

[madaraservingcunt]

I'm a fairly new follower of yours, but I hope this gives you a little bit of comfort.

I'm so sorry for your losses, and I hope this year doesn't bring any more of them to you. I've also lost a pet 2 years ago, and it's very heartbreaking, but it does get better. You gave your pet a very safe and comfortable environment and helped your pet live happily, I'm sure the little fella is watching over you with happiness and keeps guarding you.

As for the lizard, whoever left the poor animal outside in that shape, i hope they get skinned alive they get justice and never interact with another living thing again.

Sending all the love and support from all the way across the world❤️

Man, I have some of the most amazing followers/mutuals in the WORLD. Thank you for your message, nendere!

Thanks to you and the other lovely asks, my mood has significantly improved. I have recieved and felt your love 🥰

❤️🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜🤎

Losing a pet is hard. I'm sorry to hear about yours, but I am happy to hear you are eventually able to overcome the heartbreak.

I'll share some pics now cause I'm feeling sappy. Here is the magnificent Iroh. We hardly knew ye, rest in peace sweet king.

He was chilling in the garden after he ate some crickets.

❤️🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜🤎

And here is my dog in a field of bluebonnets earlier this year.

Feel free to share some of yours in a DM if you want.

#asks

[savage-rhi]

Oh dude! You care for noodles (sneks)?!! Please let me hear about them and your other herps!

Sure thing!

I have two hognose snakes. Lucifer (Lulu) and Hades, respectfully. Lucifer is an albino, and Hades is allegedly a regular morph, although I am confident he has some conda genes.

Apep is my Kenyan (or Egyptian) sand boa. He's just a worm. Seriously. Radiates worm energy all the time.

Crowley is my mexican black king snake. He's twice the length of my arm and is super friendly. Probably one of the most polite snakes I've ever had experience with next to Lucifer (for a snake, Lulu is very affectionate...don't go near him when it's mating season). Crowley has also been an ambassador animal when I've worked at schools. He's great with kiddos. Has a preference for girl folk (he'll wrap himself up in a little ball or around their arm, boy folk he just stares and lets them pet him).

...I also have lizards and a frog!

I have 3 leopard geckos. Gwee, Vito, and Treeko. Vito is a male and he's an albino (his colors are like pink lemonade). Gwee is a female and she's turning 14 this year (my first reptile btw! she's the sweetest little old lady), and Treeko is one of the two hatchlings that came from Gwee and Vito's clutch of eggs. Her brother Newt belongs to one of my good friends who has a reptile collection.

I have a bearded dragon named Remmy. He's a strong independent lizard and he needs no man, but he's cool with people petting him.

Hammond (Hammy) is my frilled neck lizard (my baby dilophosaurus haha). Named after John Hammond from Jurassic Park. He's super friendly. Poor fella is getting over a respiratory infection because we lost power for a few days, and with it being winter, he got sick. He's on the mend though! (and thank shit spring is around the corner).

Jormungandr (Jormmy) he's my glass lizard (legless). Jormmy was wild caught, and one of my peeps that worked at this pet shop didn't think it was right. Plus he was sitting there in his tank for god knows how long because not a lot of people in my area know how to take care of unique lizards, so bud pulled some strings and I took Jormmy home as a rescue. I've had him for five years. He's still aggressive toward people (can't blame him) but he's gotten better around me.

And then there's Winston, my dumpy tree frog. He's a polite gentleman. Loves chilling on my hand.

I have a lot of kids...😂

Each of them has their own unique persona and I appreciate and love them for that. I can't imagine not having reptiles in some capacity in my life.

#thanks for asking nonny #i like gushing about the kiddos #lmao #I've had other beardies and snakes in the past that have passed away that I miss terribly as well #usual culprit was either they were predisposed due to faulty genes or previous persons didn't take good care of them #im more picky about where i get my critters from considering the losses and emotional investment #when i have job security again i really want to upgrade jormmys tank he's due for a pent house #same with crowley tbh #if i can't find work within the next few months i have to consider rehoming some of my kids and this has been breaking my heart #im trying not to think like that but still #anyway off tangent #thanks again for asking about them hon

[doublerainbow-if]

Do the ROs have any pets?

M has a cat that they dote on alot. Her name is Athena, after the goddess of wisdom, and she is a ragdoll breed. They had found her in an alleyway on a rainy day after the whole thing happened with their soulmate. She was nursed back to health under their care and eventually was formally adopted since she brought such joy and life to them. Athena is very protective of M and is a bit offput about strangers. But if you have M's trust, she will start to warm up to you.

L used to keep multiple lizards in their house growing up. They still take care of any they found in their travels, but they never kept them. They believed they shouldn't take them from their home and it would be stressful bouncing all over the place with no rest. However, they're thinking about adopting one since they're settled down now.

B and J have joint custody over their pet rabbit, Peter. He's a flemish giant that was adopted when Brendan first arrived in Paris. J brought him as a gift for B as they lost their own rabbit to old age not too long before their move. J figured it could be something to help them while adjusting to the city and be a nice companion for them. Also because they both like rabbits. Now, Peter shuttled between their neighboring apartments on a monthly rotation with some talks of having another rabbit as a friend for him and not having to move him so much.

V has fur allergies and was never really a fan of having a pet. That was until they got their Sphyx cat on one uneventful day. It was love at first sight and they pamper the little guy to end. They're the pet parent with how much they treat him like their child and spoiled him rotten. His name is Eugene after a famous romanticism artist. Eugene is a playful little fella and is one of the main things that will bring a smile to V face.

C decided to get a pet that wouldn't irriate their best friend allegeries when they were a teenager . They ended up deciding on a snake, who was named Noodle for the fun of it. C might act like some easygoing or irresponsible person but they take some stuff seriously. Especially their new pet that they adopted. Noodle was given all of the creature comforts and nessicities that a corn snake could have. Often C will let them out of their tank when they're harm and just curl up in their hand. It's relaxing for them after a hard day at work.

Avery has a lot of dogs. They have a big estate situated on the outskirts of Paris and they have a deep love for canines. Arthur [middle one] was adopted while they were in the brittany district. He plays with their three spaniels [top right] Lala, Bala, and Bipin, who were adopted when they first arrived in Paris, and their two Beaucerons [bottom left] Calvin and Hobbes. They help with the neighbors since they get antsy when they can't herd something for too long. Avery also has three guard dogs that their parents insisted they have when they moved away from home. They [bottom right] are called Anthos, Aramis, and Porthos after the three musketeers. But they are sweethearts mainly and couldn't scare anyone. Then there are their older dogs [top left] who has been with them for years. They are named after Jack and Rose from Titanic and were gifted to them when they graduated college.

Kahula doesn't have a pet with their constant lifestyle and never really having the time for them with their schedule. But they wouldn't mind having a bird or something.

#double rainbow- if #ros #thanks for the ask!

[redzania]

what are the fellas fav animals!! and or reptiles because i am hyperfixatin on those

ERMMFHH!! dont think im gonna draw for thid one sadly 😞😞😞 i DONT !! KNO if silly fictional animals are alowd Reda - She loves birds, specifically the vampire ground finch! She finds it interesting to look into, but quite concerning. She uses facts about it to scare people for fun. Lilac - SNAKES!!!! Everything in her life would be for snakes, ever since she held a snake, she's loved them ever since!! She has a pet snake actually!! Core - They claim they don't like animals, but they REALLY like the horned lizard that shoots out blood. Setlet - Cats!! Especially if they're little kittens or fluffy. It's why they have a cat, named Fluffy! Bani - Hard one, I think she would like fish, more specifically the ones that have interesting backgrounds and/or colors, glow, etc! Heart - Deer, this is self-explanatory if you've seen the little fact I've put down. They like them because I planned for her to be one! She thinks the antlers are pretty cool. Theythem - Honestly, they love EVERY SINGLE animal. I think they just like them because of the trauma they endured while going into multiple games where animals die, get tortured, etc. Winter - They like wolves, no reason. Just wolves. Summer - She absolutely LOVES cats. Specially the Siamese cat. Aqua got her one, in their little hideout in the AU! Aqua - Aqua likes Siamese cats because Summer does. ( queer ) She also likes Conure birds. They remind Aqua of Summer. Real simp there. Scarlett - They don't really care about animals, but if they had to choose, they'd choose hedgehogs. Spikey! Fear - It literally hates everything EXCEPT Hope. They like antler fish. ( yipes! ) I think that's all for now, I do know there's a LOT more characters to go, but I'm not gonna go further, these are the main-ish ones.

#rdaverse #askblog #my characters #ocs #SILLIES!! ALL OF THEM ARE JUST QUEERS...

[teenverseofmarveltvshows]

Few more details explained

Since in my AU I combine the best from two shows(TSSM and USM), I need to explain more things.

Let's start with Eddie/Venom from TSSM and Flash Thompson/Agent Venom.

I hope we all remember that Eddie got into hospital for mentally ill in TSSM after his dramatic Break up with Venom. (That scene where he says hate is the only reason why symbiote loves him is heartbreaking). However! Symbiote escaped succesfully, leaving Spidey only with broken Eddie and slight gut feeling that they'll meet again soon. And they did. While symbiote was searching for new perfect host, it stumbles upon Flash Thompsom. He and Eddie, they're quite similar. Blonde hair, blue eyes, muscles, hate Peter. But symbiote did NOT expected a plot twist like: Flash hates Peter, likes Spidey, therefore symbiotes attempt to posses blondie jock is unsuccesfull and now it's attached to him. That's how Agent Venom became a thing in my AU.

MJ, Gwen and Harry. It's not hard to exlain, basically it's all the same like in USM, except for Gwen(obv cuz she wasn't there) so what's it like in my AU? Gwen in this my universe is like Sayori or just deredere type of character, best friends with Pete since childhood and that's all, nothing more, just friends. Poor girl in friendzone and is kinda jealous of MJ since she did got that kiss in the end of the day back then when they were 12. Harry is the only one who knows and he supports her in any way he can, since, well, Harry and MJ aren't that close so Gwen is pretty much his only friend.

About Liz, yeah, no, she's just a temporary character, Pete's gf for little time, nothing much. As suddenly she appeared in their friend circly, that suddenly she dissapeared out of it. Hobie Brown? I liked him in the TSSM, so he just casually exists in this universe, not exactly participating in anything here, except for the part where he's important character for Flash (Yeah, no, I don't believe that Flash was a meanie only to Peter, in USM he was also Rhino's bully, buy since it's my AU and Rhino here is a grown man, Hobie will be one of Flash's victims of bullying)

Alex Summers and Gwenpool being on Champions. I thought Alex would hate to be a part of team where everyone will know him only as Scott's younger brother, so instead of joining X-Men - he joins Champions, making everyone happy that a mutant is with them(he's the only mutant here, except for Gwen.) And Gwen? She just tags along from time to time out of boredom, and as dangerous she can be, everyone still happy to have her here! Just...gotta keep an eye on her and the guns she's carrying. Champions are even sometimes jealous that she's with X-Men as well, even though it happens rarely.

The Lizard/Kurt Connors, Electro, Doc Ock and Norman Osborn. They are closely tied to each other and since in TSSM Electro was working for Connors, but in my universe Connors is the one that was from USM so then how supposed things work? Easy-peasy. Lizard thing never happened and Kurt Connors isn't related to these three at all, except for Doc Ock since they were homies in college, but that's all. Now, Norman at first wanted an army of Spider-Men(I don't remember for what reason) so during this period of Norman's life, he has Ock under his control, and Ock is a shy fella, tries his best to satisfy all Norman's demands and The Accident happens. What about Electro? Oh, his Accident happened before Ock's and Norman didn't really cared about it so he just asked his guards to make sure Max Dillon/Electro will never ever try to return to them, and whole "Give me the cure!" thing then happened to Osborn instead of Connors, but he was lucky to be saved by Spidey.

#`AU #Spiderman #spiderman #spider man #peter parker #doc ock #tssm doc ock #electro #tssm electro #norman osborn #norman osborn usm #mj #mary jane watson #harry osborn #gwen stacy #hobie brown #liz allan #tssm #usm #venom #eddie brock #kurt connors #otto octavius #the lizard #gwenpool #alex summers #havok #gwendolyn poole #champions #champions marvel