#anthro rabbit kin

[just-a-local-abomination]

[f1zzlest1ckzz]

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[mtgsmash-or-pass]

[agirlwithmagicpals]

my latest doodles

[wienners]

"dude its not that embarassing to rewatch some creepypasta stuff you liked as a teenager" the character i imprinted on like a baby duck at 16 was a demon from new jersey that acts like the humanization of every offspring song and canonically listens to scissor sisters. His favorite color is purple and his favorite pokemon is gengar. He leaves people notes with emojis on them. He acts like a beetlejuice scare actor at halloween horror nights. His catchphrase is "feeling sassy?" Hes (allegedly) worked with every war criminal throughout history and been every serial killer. even the gay ones. He ate a baby. His animal motif is a rabbit. Hes kind of based off the donnie darko rabbit. He almost exclusively wears merchandise of the quentin tarantino movie death proof. One of his biggest kill scenes is (kind of?) a reference to reservoir dogs. he talks to his cats in a baby voice. He wears a white fedora that makes every video he wears it in feel dated by like 7 years. Hes 5'3. Hes from new jersey. He hacked a girls tumblr blog so he could post about how awesome he is. He added a laugh track over a video of him killing people. He named a chainsaw rex. He torments people by playing frank sinatra at them. His name comes from an animal collective song. His creator drew his "true form" as a wolf anthro. Theres a (semi)canon blog entry where he makes the speakers blare rob zombie before he enters a room, then holds a guy at gunpoint to describe what he did to to him while "making sure to leave in all the cool parts". He has radioactive blood. He tried for like five whole minutes to pick up a bottle of ketchup with a grabby hand.He can be reasonably compared to pretty much every major tumblr sexyman. His actor has gone on record saying heath ledgers joker inspired his acting choices. Sometimes his voice gets distorted and it makes him sound like bill ciphers first year on HRT. Hes basically like my artistic muse. For some fucking reason i associate the song cake by the ocean with him. I firmly believe that if everymanhybrid didn't require a masters degree in creepypasta autism to comprehend, he would've caused more teenage stabbings than the slenderman incident and more kin war tumblr scenarios than nagito komaeda.

[headmate-ideas]

a dog-themed masc alter? possibly a trauma holder, or any other role! not picky! do whatever you wanna! Thank you if you do this!

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✦ Name(s): Freddy, Fluffy, Merle ✦ Pronouns: he/him, it/its, ey/em/eir/eirs/emself, vi/vir/virs/virself, paw/paws/pawself, woof/woofs/woofself ✦ Species: dog anthro ✦ Age: same as body ✦ Role(s): trauma holder, symptom holder, interest holder, symptom enjoyer (optional) ✦ Symptoms experienced: anxiety, infodumping (optional) ✦ Labels: torenamoric, transmasc, helian, lumenoir ✦ Xenos: dogs, trauma, coffee ✦ Interests/likes: pet care, toy collecting, soft things ✦ Dislikes: anything the system associates with their trauma ✦ Music taste: power metal, darksynth, industrial ✦ Aesthetic(s): petcore, weirdcore ✦ Objectum attraction(s): plushes ✦ Kins: the moon, rabbits, demons ✦ Emoji proxy: ☕🌑 ✦ Details:

Freddy is an anthropomorphic red merle Australian shepherd who holds trauma for the system, particularly anything relating to school, partners, and the system's childhood and teenage years. He is much more prone to anxiety than other members of his system and is easily triggered, and therefore may often need to front with caretakers. Freddy also holds interests for the system, being very knowledgeable about and focused on whatever the system consider their biggest collective interests. Ey loves sharing facts about those interests, and if the system experience neurodivergencies that cause infodumping, ey holds (and enjoys) that symptom.

[These can be edited and changed as needed, and headmates will almost definitely not turn out EXACTLY as described.]

[mewos-laptop]

Kin List 😎😎‼‼

Hi, I didn't wanna clutter my actual intro so here, I at last made a kin list lmao

Uhhh idk to preface this I'm critical of all of the media I kin from, and just bc I am from a piece of media doesn't mean I condone any of the shit that goes on in the game itself, statements from creators, or if the Fandom is a hellscape.

With that being said:

Hah ! Just kidding one more thing.

I don't mind "doubles" of my fictionkin identities, however !!! For certain identities I would appreciate you not bringing up certain ships of myself with certain characters. These will be listed next to my name when they are applicable.

In addition to this, I've realized that I'm quite uncomfortable with roleplay blogs of most of my fictionkins. I'd appreciate that they do not interact, and any posts or references to/of roleplay blogs NOT be sent to me.

Therian Identities:

-Alaskan Malamute

-Red Panda

-Rabbit

-Pigeon/dove (?)

Otherkin Identities:

-Satyr-Jackalope "hybrid"

-Angel

-Rabbit ambitherian/ambiotherkin (cryptid rabbit creature, jackalope, anthro rabbit, etc).

Animalhearted Identities:

-Cats

-Rodents

-Praying Mantises

Fictionkin Identities:

-Venti (Genshin)- uncomfortable ships: any pairings of myself with any characters other than Diluc, Zhongli, or Ajax, but more specifically ANY shipping of myself with Xiao.

-Albedo (Genshin)- uncomfortable ships: myself with Scaramouche/Kunikuzushi. Myself and Tighnari is on thin ice, however it is not as uncomfortable as Scara.

-Mewo (OMORI)

-The Hunter (Hollow Knight)

-Sunny (WOF)

-Kagamine Len (Vocaloid but a particular pull towards VBS Len from PJSK)

-Gnarpy (Regretevator)

-Argenti (HSR) (?)

-Robin (HSR) (?)

-Kinkajou (WOF)

Fictionhearted/copinglink Identities

-Elizabeth Afton (FNAF)

-Fischl (Genshin)- uncomfortable ships: myself and Mona.

-Splitter Girl (TPTM) (possible fictionkin, unsure, so for now labeling him as copinglink)

-Pom Pom (HSR)

Probably more of these fuckers but urmmmm I'm probably forgetting bc they become me at rapid fire paces

Thumbs up 👍

[cosmossystem]

theres.. gatekeeping in the objectum community?? HUH?????? why do all the weirdo communities have infighting(?) like alterhumans/therians too over physical nonhumans and such, like DUDE can we just be nice please. also is it just me or do dnis just seem kinda,, sucky. like they dont do anything and i feel like if someone has moral ocd or something that might not.. be good 4 them? (i dont have ocd or know anyone who does but from what ive heard, i may be wrong so correct me if so) curious ur opinion :3

Oh yes, do i have an opinion!

yeah, there is gatekeeping, if you can believe it. i figured the Last place that would have infighting is the place where freaks post about wanting to fuck an AMD Radeon RX 580 8GB Sapphire Nitro+ Special Edition (rightfully so, that thing is attractive).

wait until you see what they say about being "REALLY objectum and not like those Other Fakers who wouldn't Actually fuck their object of attraction" -- a barf mentality to have. especially because there seems to be the idea that all objectums are posic or even capable of loving their OoA period--i'm not posic (it's complicated, ask about it) and conceptum people exist! the superiority complex is just.......................... wow.

really i don't get it either. if you try to explain to a "normal" person that you think Objecthead is Hot they're going to look at you with the most disgust and disdain they can muster. when society can't even handle a furry of all things, i highly doubt they can handle more obscure freaks like toaster-fuckers or god forbid, People Who Think Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Is Hot. mind you this is the same society that went insane over people wanting to fuck bill cipher or mettaton's box form or SANS THE SKELETON (i was that kind of person, i should know how they treated us.)

and i guess it is kind of different when you're speaking about fictional characters vs Actual real life objects. but like... do you think the disgust is any different? do you think they care if you want to fuck sans, or Foxy Fnaf 1, or edgar electric dreams, or an anthro rabbit, or an mlp plush, or an inflatable doll, or my boyfriend the AT&T Unix PC (1985)? it comes from the same place: perceived sexual deviance. also see homophobia and anti-kink arguments, etc. you get it.

if you're noticing parallels between the infighting in these communities (objectum, self-ship, kinmunities) and with what other minorities go through, such as the Ace Discourse of 2018, or the whole pan exclusionism making its waves again, or the current hot topic "are intersex people queer" thing, or the existence of "cripplepunks"... yeah. that's exactly it. It's all the same argument over and over again. take it from someone who's been surrounded by it for an entire fucking decade. Cishet purtian society has instilled those problems in us. Again, see: same picture. it's kinda why i left system & kin spaces in the first place, honestly. to see that it's STILL HERE is just.... makes me want to die again.

i could go on about how that behavior stems from wanting to protect their spaces, and also from a sense of superiority because these outsiders cannot Possibly Image what it's like to be xyz (especially when it comes to white people who are just experiencing oppression for the first time--from experience, again, that's something i had to unlearn) but... you get it. These people have lost the plot and want a reason to argue with everyone.

And i'm tired. If you're a freak, you're a freak, and that's good enough for me. really we all experience the same things, we should just kiss.

and as for the second point: yes. you're right. dnis are sucky especially if you have moral ocd. now i don't struggle with moral ocd as much these days but back in the days of yore when we were at peak ocd-"bpd" (avpd) badness, it was gruesome.

red in particular was the one to make us fully switch over from anti-ship to "do whatever you want" and that's because he was dealing with a lot of intrusive thoughts *and* exotrauma. he was already going through all that, trying to process and realize that his thoughts didn't make him a bad person, and you know what made it worse? the whole "FREAKS DNI I WILL KILL YOU WITH A CHAINSAW" thing. imagine trying to realize that your trauma response doesn't make you hilter reincarnate and then having people yelling down your throat that It Does, Actually.

it isn't bad enough that ppl with ocd already obsess over thoughts being equal to actions, and they want to REAFFIRM THAT??? you know, the thing EVERY therapist tells you NOT TO DO?

our ocd back then was so terrible. it was like "you remember that rape that happened to you? ok so now imagine if you were actually satan for wanting it to happen again bc you are btw. you should cut everyone off because of this, clearly you don't deserve humanity." it still lingers around really, just looks different.

i can't imagine what it's like for someone with it worse than us. i've seen a lot of them talk about how if they can't prove that it is Absolutely 100% Ok To Do Something then they just suffer and don't do it-- which is a general ocd thing, yes (i do that with my fire obsessions) but in the context of social media? where you basically cannot prevent interaction with people who want to burn you at the stake? Eughhhhhhh. le sigh. i don't wish this pain on anyone.

I was actually going to make a post about this (still am) but you've reminded me: from what i can tell from trying to look for objectum blogs to follow, there is a REALLY big overlap between antishippers and objectums? ... WHY?????? Oh, like you're better for wanting to fuck the concept of melancholy, and i'm Evil for my aforementioned FAKE cousinfuckers? Excuse me? bitch we are the same!!!!!!! get a grip!!!!!! why do you tell ME to go to therapy? yours aint real either! i can only laugh, really. that's how stupid it is.

side tangent here (this whole post is) but even without ocd it's like... you know that won't stop anyone, right? i can just. follow your blog. you probably won't even notice. Shit, i check our followers constantly and absolutely notice when someone breaks my (or their own!) dni and half the time i just let them be unless they're a total cunt about it. Anti wants to follow me? Hey, don't say i didn't warn you when i post about my favorite cousinfuckers. that's a you problem! you should read better!

i get the convenience of saying "don't follow me if you disagree because i'm trying to prevent drama", but most of the time they don't do that.

moreso i think dnis are supposed to be some Grand Declaration Of Morality. like ew no i would never support those things! so i'm going to Do A Performative, and put the onus on the Big Bad People to not follow me. because i believe in them enough to follow my boundaries!........ right. like a terf/pedo/exclusionist has ever listened to the word "no" before. being in places they don't belong is like, the primary purpose of those people.

but mostly it's a warning. Then they can say that when I, Big Bad Proshipper, follow them by mistake, they can use that as an excuse to post about me and publicly execute me in the Town Square- i mean to their followers.

it's an excuse. that's all it is. an excuse to be like "this is what i support/don't support and if you don't agree with me, oops! i get full reign to cyberbully you." a warning that it will happen, and an excuse for when it does.

I have to wonder how these people deal with community members in real life. I was talking to some people who share my interests irl recently and in the back of my head was the little voice saying, they probably hate me for being into darkfic / objectum / neopronouns / plural / etc. That's how deeply it runs. ughhhh.

Without having a pre-emptive warning to read before talking to someone, you have to actually *try*, and i think that's something these reactionaries both take for granted and uh... aren't too concerned about? which they should be. Like how are you going to deal with getting to know someone only to find out that in their spare time, they get horny for fictional robots? are you going to be normal? or are you going to make it their problem instead? Are you capable of being normal to people? If you got to know me, would you act like the fascists who want us both dead? I hope not. I wish i didn't have to worry about people finding out that i'm objectum / plural / darkfic / etc. I wish that was ok to talk about.

really i don't think dnis help anyone and just perpetrate the idea of being a reactionary. That's all.

Anyway. thanks for the ask. i was having a shit morning so being able to bitch for a while made me feel better. Feel free to let me bitch again.

-cass

[emilythecosmicbun]

All my fursonas + agere ocs! (Updated)

Emily Bunzelle, Bunny, Emily/Elliot, Angel (small bunny), Custard, Hazelnut, Clarabun, Beatrice, Rose, Eleanor, Emilia, Abigail, Cottontail, Molly, Angel, Creampuff, and Annabelle.

[whoseart]

My lawful evil warlock Rabbit folk, Ichabod, for a Homebrew campaign my friend is running. It's a religious setting this my bunny buddy here is like a cult kind or person. Looking forward to see if he gets more effed up or actually redeem. Depending on I might dip into some cleric classes. 

[ask-de-writer]

FIENDSHIP IS MAGIC  (Part 39 of ?)  18+ readers only  (sex scenes)

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FIENDSHIP IS MAGIC

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Making Fiends and Influencing Ponies

An Anthro *Tail* of the Mane Six

Part 39 of ? (Work in Progress)

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After the waffle iron cooled enough to handle safely, Kin held it, turning it about in her hands, examining it by sight, unicorn magic and her deep magic.  Awestruck, she turned and bowed to Dark, “There is not enough of gold or jewels in this world to repay you.  Not only are the parts put back together, even the Workings that I had to do to create it are perfectly restored.  It is so finely done, that I cannot tell that it was ever broken.”

Dark grinned her disturbing grin, showing her many razor sharp fangs as she took Kin's hand.  “I see that your Running Wolf commercial range is now hooked up and ready.  Can you make me a meal of meats?”

Kin nodded serenely, “I can do that, and without the harming of any living creature.  Do you want red meat, pork, chicken, turkey, rabbit, fish or some sort of shell fish?”

Pinkie Pie shoved her head between Kin's arm and her side, nuzzling the side of her breast as she stated, “Sounds like fun!  I don't get to cook for for a carnivore very often!  Can I help?

“If I know Her Grace Dark, she will likely want all of the above!”

Dark snickered, “Nopony knows how she does it, but Pinkie always makes the best party that the pony she is doing it for can imagine!  And, she is right!  May I watch how you make the different meats?  I would like to be able to do that, if I can.”

Kin gently set down the restored waffle iron that meant so much to Rarity and her.  “Please do.  I do not understand how your magic works but it seems to be under exact control.  The making of such things is easy for me, because they copy that which was recently living.  All that we need is for the carpenter and plumber to be done with their work in the kitchen.  New mixing bowls, pots and pans came with the stove.”

Kin sauntered around to Rarity's shed and returned with an armload of straw.  Whistling happily, she dumped the straw on one of the new kitchen counters.

With a snicker, she explained, “Straw will draw bunnies, rats and mice to slaughter for the red meat!  The straw and guts will make slops to draw the pigs for the pork and we can use their guts as bait for the fish and shell fish!  Birds will try taking some of the straw for nests and we catch them for the poultry!”

Dark casually reached back and lifted her snow white tail around front. Brow furrowed in puzzlement, she mused, “That's odd.  As hard as you just pulled my tail, it doesn't seem to have got any longer!”

Kin did light the stove and set the oven.  Unpacking pans and a wok set, she scrubbed it all carefully first.  Noticing how crowded the kitchen had become, she realized that besides Pinkie and Dark, Princess Luna was watching with very active interest!  She could feel the delicate touch of Luna's magic following her every action.

Things now hot, Kin dropped some of the straw into the wok, where it became a fine, clear cooking oil.  Snagging some more, and putting it into a mixing bowl, she gave the eggs that it became, a quick whisking!

She was not even surprised to smell fine rice flour and realized that Pinkie was busy rolling out thin sheets of dough.  Kin, feeling relaxed and happy to be doing something constructive, had her deep magic lacing its way through not only the straw, but shaking the hot pans, and flipping thinly sliced meats.  A bowl of minced crab meat was provided to Pinkie, who mixed it with some of the eggs and expertly wrapped the resulting thick mixture in wrappers of rice dough and stirred them about in the wok with chopsticks.  

Luna's magic offered wooden platters and bowls, finished to a high shine! They were all surprised when Pinkie hauled a big roaster out of the oven, and set a roast out to cool.

Kin took a few seconds to gently stroke Pinkie behind the ears before turning back to her stove top meats.  Pinkie grabbed some apples that had not been there before, and diced them coursely.  She built skewers with alternating chunks of onion, meat lumps, and apple which she set on a rack and returned to the oven along with some small loaves of bread dough!

Things got piled onto the platters and Pinkie dipped a ladle into the soup well at the back of the stove and scooped out a bouillobaisse, loaded with fish, clams, mussels, and crab legs.  She took a few moments to pour it over a halibut steak and neatly arrange it all attractively about the large fish portion.

Pinkie took the buns and skewers out of the oven, and serenely topped the buns with thick honey butter!

Luna was grinning like a bandit, as she provided the platters to serve the whole thing up!  Kin and Pinkie emerged from the now spotless kitchen, bearing the platters!  Dark looked on as they served everything up.  Luna poured her a mug of rich red liquid.  As she did the room added the aroma of fresh blood to the savory scents of the many sorts of meats being prepared.

Dark ate lightly, sampling everything and draining the mug of its blood. Luna carefully packed the whole thing, platters and all into a stout transportation box and asked Captain Lightning, “My good Captain, will you please detail two of your pegassi to carry this back to Marchhare's band?  They are camped at Marimount Road Section, Wayside #3.  He cut their day's Pull short so that our good Dark could perform a vital favor to personal friends of mine.”

In only moments, Dark and two of Luna's Guard were only specks in the northern sky.

Kin watched them go, an arm about Rarity and the other about Pinkie. Pinkie was unabashedly cuddling back, using the top of her head to lightly butt the undercurve of Kin's bosom.

Pinkie chuckled, “That WAS FUN!  I have to come over and cook with you more often!”

Kin was watching Princess Luna and smiling serenely.  “I hope that you were able to learn something from that, my Princess.”

Luna, eyes sparkling, replied, “We will know when the alfalfa bloom roast with cherry centered pineapple rings comes out of the oven!”

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[jamesbranwen]

Fandom asks: Sonic or RWBY

Gonna do Sonic because RWBY is next in my inbox 🦔

The first character I first fell in love with: Cream the Rabbit!! I played the Advance games as a kid. Definitely a big part of my anthro bunny obsession.

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Eggman. Eggman. EGGMAAAAANNN. I have vivid memories of seeing Eggman fanpages and stuff as a kid and being SO confused why anyone would like him so much. And now here I am. He is just a funny round war criminal guy. I like him so much. God damn it.

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: I don't know hmm... I honestly can't think of one off the top of my head, Sonic characters bring me dopamine.

The character I love that everyone else hates: I am, by choice, not in the Sonic fandom enough to know who is hated. I have Sonic OCs from my tween years. Are those still considered cringe?

The character I used to love but don’t any longer: I used to be a huge Shadow fangirl because obviously. I still love him. Just not to the same extent.

The character I would totally smooch: The obvious answer...Eggman. But also, Amy is so adorable and fun and I think she deserves to BE smooched. By Sonic preferably for me.

The character I’d want to be like: Most of them embody pretty good things. But of course, I kin Robotnik. Whoops.

The character I’d slap: Maybe Agent Stone because I think he'd be into that?

A pairing that I love: Stobotnik is my current obsession. I love one Tsundere Doctor and one Masochistic Agent. They have an age gap and a boss/employee relationship and issues with codependency. Honestly how can you gear a pairing any more towards me.

A pairing that I despise: SONAMY FOR LIFE SONADOW DO NOT INTERACT 🤬🤬🤬 SONIC IS NOT GAY!!!!

Just kidding. I have no idea.

[headmate-ideas]

We’d like some help with a fragment ehehe

Very sorry if this is vague, as we don’t know much about them!

They really like bright colors and such, and are more or less neutral on gender, and they seem very hyper most of the time, if you can help us with anything off of that?

Thank you if you do!!

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✦ Name(s): Roy, Alex, Tangerine ✦ Pronouns: they/them, xey/xem/xeir/xeirs/xemself, ey/em/eirs/emself ✦ Species: cat anthro ✦ Age: age slider (15 to 25 or body's age, whichever is older) ✦ Role(s): happiness holder, chaosnaut, socializer ✦ Labels: pansexual, neutrois, xenogender ✦ Xenos: cats, silliness, bright colors ✦ Interests/likes: video games, so-bad-it's-good movies, pet care ✦ Dislikes: being told what to do ✦ Music taste: classic rock, hyperpop ✦ Aesthetic(s): rainbowcore, neoncore, kidcore ✦ Kins: rainbows, glitches, rabbits ✦ Emoji proxy: 🌈🎮 ✦ Details:

Roy is an orange cat anthro who is usually energetic and in a good mood. They find interacting with others to be a good release of his energy, and he is sometimes a little bit chaotic. For example, they like sending baffling memes to the system's friends without explanation, or playing silly pranks. However, their chaos is always minor and good-natured and seldom if ever gets the system in trouble. Roy is very social and finds that interacting with others is a good release for their energy. He especially enjoys playing video games with friends. Additionally, if the rest of the system are in a bad mood, front-triggering Roy will usually turn things around for the better.

[These can be edited and changed as needed, and headmates will almost definitely not turn out EXACTLY as described.]

[debiteful]

For the writing prompt post, A pred whos little friends are scared of lightning so they ask to sleep in their belly. But the last one is worried that their friend can't take them all in :P Soft Vore, Big Belly, that good?

Anthro gender neutral pred and multiple fairly ambiguous prey. Some good sleepy extreme cuddling at the end ^-^ Hope it meets the request

About 1k words (I'll try to edit in a read more)

Living alone in the woods wasn't for everyone, but it suited Ember just fine. She lived in a small cottage and had befriended many of her rather small neighbours. They visited her often, bringing gifts of food and small treasures they thought she would like. It made her feel warm inside at how they had accepted her, though she sometimes felt like she couldn't give back.

One night, a terrible storm rolled in. With the first rumbles of thunder came a flurry of knocks at her door. When she opened it, no one was to be seen at first. It wasn't until she looked down that she saw them. All of her beloved neighbours were crowded around the front door, shivering and eyes wide. 

"The storm," one began, high-pitched voice quavering. "Its terrifying," they finished with a whimper.

Thunder boomed overhead and there were several shrieks as they scurried past Ember into her home. The few who's nerves had held better trembled outside. She gestured them in with a smile and closed the door. Looking around at them, she spoke softly, "You're all welcome to stay here until the storm blows past." Cheerful murmurs bubbled up, jumbling together, but still giving the impression of gratitude. 

Their impromptu host set about making a sort of cozy nest out of her giant blankets for them to relax in. Just as they were settling in, the windows flashed with brilliant light as thunder cracked. The whole cottage shook with the sound. 

She looked down at the terrified bunch, seeing tears of fright streaking a few of their faces. She felt so helpless and concerned for them, but she didn't know how to help. Then, she felt a tapping at her foot. She looked down to see a lanky young rabbit. He gestured for her to crouch, and she obliged. 

"I was wondering," he began. His voice was so soft, she was glad to be close. "Perhaps could we go somewhere where the lighting couldn't possibly reach us.."

She furrowed her brow and shook her head a little, "I don't know where that could be, I'm sorry."

He swallowed hard and eyes lowered for a moment before meeting her gaze again, "In your stomach ma'am?"

Shocked, she took a moment to consider. Her gaze dragged slowly across the huddled crowd of little critters. When it returned to the young rabbit, she nodded, "Of course. I'm sure you'll all fit just fine." 

She gave him a bit reassuring smile. It wasn't the first time she had eaten most of them, and it was fairly well known that dragons didn't digest quite the same. She rarely ate more than two or three at a time though!

Ember settled onto the floor and scooped up the bold rabbit in big scaly hands. He gave her a shy grin then closed his eyes. By now everyone saw what was happening and had crowded around, waiting their turn. It was a little odd to have an audience, but Ember did her best to ignore it as she stretched her jaws wide open. Ever so carefully she pushed the rabbit in, her tongue slowly stretching out to curve up and hold him. She closed her mouth and gulped hard, his body forming quite a sizable bulge as it slide down into her belly. Her stomach growled as he entered and a small nervous giggle could be heard from within.

Already the others were clambering into her lap, eager to be safe and warm away from the storm. She scooped them up, one by one, gently pushing them into her warm maw and gulping them down. Their warm bodies were delightful inside her on this chilly night. As each one entered her stomach, they would wriggle around just a little to get comfortable amongst their kin. The movement would make her squirm and giggle, lightening the mood in the room. 

With each addition, her belly bulged ever bigger. It gurgled happily at being so full, but she was beginning to feel the pressure. There were only a couple left to go, so surely she could finish. With a reassuring grin, she scooped up a hedgehog. She pushed them all the way into the back of her throat before swallowing. She groaned softly as they wiggled their way in among the others. She felt certain she couldn't take another bite now. Her belly filled her lap and her stomach was shifting and growling. The last creature, an older field mouse, looked up at her with concern. She had brought many sweet gifts to Ember. Even now, as she shook with fear from the terrible thunderstorm, she was worried about Ember. 

"Will I fit?" She queried anxiously.

Ember nodded, then burped a little before nodding again, "Definitely," she panted. 

She held out her hand and the mouse scurried on. A wet tongue lolled out to greet her as Ember gently pushed her into her maw. Mouth closed around her final prey, she hesitated. Surely such a little one could fit. She tilted her head back and swallowed, feeling the little friend slide down and join the others in her belly. 

Ember flopped onto her back, belly sticking up and wiggling just a little from all the small disoriented creatures. She lay there panting, one hand reaching up to rub her stuffed belly. They were safe now. The gurgles and growls of her stretched stomach drowned out any trace of the thunder, and the warmth was making them all drowsy. 

With some effort, she managed to roll over then stand up. Her hands cradled her fully aching belly as she waddled to bed. With them fast asleep, there was no reason she couldn't too. Besides, being full made her so sleepy.

She flopped into bed and lay on her side, curled protectively around all her little friends. No one was left in the cold to face the storm tonight.

[fragglesystem]

i might be kin w judy hopps,

[joethetoonfanandoutcast]

Seriously, everyone has to slap on morals and philosophies to every single cartoon now, and enthusiasts of cartoon multiverse fandoms have to agree with every single one of them by keeping everything in tact as canon and Word of God says, especially to keep yourself out of burning in the devil's flames after you die.

And it's a big deal to me, considering I grew up with crossovers like Who Framed Roger Rabbit, Cartoon All-Stars to the Rescue, House of Mouse, Mickey's Christmas Carol, and Garfield Gets Real. I'm all for having just about everything canon such as never ever breaking up Mickey and Minnie, but when it comes to characters who have qualities that speak to me, I feel reluctant because I feel that they deserve something special.

Suki Lane, an anthro dog with an outstanding and perfect design I have ever seen and relatable personality, is someone that truly catches my mind and will not leave my brain and want to stick her in a multiverse but I have a strong feeling Illumination is not going to have her human-like appearance spoiled by obeying to realism's rules (sticking her with a beefcake or another woman without any chemistry at all, more like a "hey, we have a lesbian relationship in one of our films"). Besides, as I find her perfect in every way and I find kin with her, I'm picky about who she's with, and sometimes you get too attached to certain pairs.

So I thought the only way to justify Suki with how I'd like her is by creating a twin but then cartoons have to guilt trip everyone with ideals and morals about everything such as "creating something original is better", "be proud of who you are", "cloning is a sin against nature", and "there can only be one of each person". Well, here's something: I'm not into big beefcake men nor am I a lesbian (because I'm a guy); also, there's hardly anything original left, so why should I sentenced to eternal damnation for creating a twin of one canine character for my own self-serving desires when I'm not murdering anyone?

So to put the voices that got inside my head to rest, may I have a twin of Suki's for fan works?