#centaurs

[a-book-of-creatures]

When you see a mythical being that is part man and part horse, you are compelled to look at it. That is what is known as the “centaur of attention”.

[wulvercazz]

🐎Rescue in Centaur City🐎 - part 2

Previous~ 💕 This update is pretty small but the action gets going on the next one >:)c The written bit is below~

*Important side note; in this AU, centaurs life expectancy is about 140-160 years, but Chromo may end up living even longer due to being half pegasi💕

Thirteen can vaguely make out the edge of a heavy gate, in the awkward, downwards-looking position that they are; jumping about with every jump of the centaur carrying them. The earth had slowly given way to a rocky path, more structured as they approached, and then more centaurs were surrounding and welcoming them; the other taurs, not Blueberry and themself. Lifting their head as far as they could without straining too much, or falling off the taur’s rump, they caught sight of a huge city, with structures built in rock and wood and so large and spacious for centaurs of any size to comfortably move through. They’d catch the eye of other citizens, judging and cold, most of them, some uncaring and a few curious, but not enough to stare for long. Thirteen was finally pulled off and forced to stand when they left the more inhabited parts of the city and ventured into a darker, colder fortress; they pulled them along and into the prison of sorts, separated from Blueberry along the way. They almost didn’t notice their cell neighbour as the ropes were cut and the door was closed behind; but damn if it was nice to see his face. Thirteen’s face lit with relief as they threw themself against the bars, hanging from them to be as close as possible as they could to the taur they’ve come to call a good friend. “You’re ok! Chromo, I– was so worried when you didn’t come back! What’s going on? Why are you locked up here?!” Thirteen tried not to jumble their words as they came crashing out their lips, their legs giving till they kneeled on the floor and stared at Chromo expectantly, looking for some sense on how they’d get out of here together and in one piece. Chromo sighs heavily, his body calmly resting against the rocky wall and looking like he expected Thirteen to do something of this sort… but no less troubled. “I could ask you the same… I told you all to wait for me.” “And yet, you clearly need help.” Chromo raises a brow pointedly at Thirteen, clearly not in the position the ‘help’ any more than his tightly bound wings could, but quickly gives up the fight and looks away, “no one can help me.” “Did.. you do something…?” “I am here on several charges,” Chromo tries not to pay much mind at the tentative way that Thirteen asks this, like they’re afraid Chromo might actually deserve this. “I never intended to come back once I was allowed out, I simply expected that, as a half-breed, they wouldn’t go to such lengths to bring me back...”

“Half..?” “You don’t see many centaurs out and about, do you? They’re a closed off society, that only allows for heavily supervised trade and short travel allowance that’s… quite difficult to achieve. There are other centaur tribes and clans, but all just as guarded off and hidden. Interspecies relationships were only very recently allowed and… they’re still heavily policed, it’s complicated. I ended up growing up here and under their laws and so… I was called back both for overstaying outside the territory past my allowed time– and to enforce the law of obliged union that came into effect when I became fourty last month.” Thirteen’s squinting their eyes and forrowing their brow; their face pressed so tight to the bars as they try to make sense to everything he’s just said that they squish their cheeks comically, in a way that almost relieves Chromo of some of the weight of the situation. “Wait– ‘obliged union’?! What does that– does it mean– marriage?!” At last, Thirteen pushes away from the bars with surprise, two red lines imprinted on the sides of their face even as they keep that serious demeanour. It almost makes this sound all the more ridiculous to Chromo. “There’s nothing I can do about it.” “But– if you were– I know you don’t have like… someone you like right now, or that I know of– but what if you–” “The council already presented me an arranged union, as it’s law; they even promised to forget the unlawful overuse of travel permits charge if I complied. I said no, Thirteen.” “So you– you’ll just stay in this cell forever?” “Not forever,” Chromo doesn’t allow Thirteen to bask too long on relief before he adds, as nonchalant as describing the weather; “I’m being executed.”

>:)c cliff hangeerr✨

[asteroidtroglodyte]

Behold!

A Cursed Image!

(I had to see this with mine own eyes and I feel compelled to inflict it upon all of you)

Credit: Petry & Crisian

[lyonnerileyauthor]

back on my cowboy centaur bullshit.

a centaur who works on a ranch, keeping the cows in line and fixing fences. he's the one they call to help make sure a calf is born safely. his hands are tough and calloused, his skin tanned from the sun. he works hard, but on his days off, he's focused only on you.

you climb onto his back and go on a long ride into the hills, through dense forests where you can spot deer through the trees. the two of you hike for hours until you reach your favorite place: the meadow at the top of a broad hill. this time of year, wildflowers are blooming, and you slide off his back to land on your boots.

your centaur takes off his hat and sets it down in the soft grass, so you can see his shining hair. here, there's one lone tree where the two of you have built a swing, just the right height for you to lie on it while he gets on top of you.

he cages you in with four legs, trapping you underneath him. you glide along his underside until you reach his cock, which is long, so long, and impossibly thick. but you've worked hard to learn how to take it, and so when you position him between your thighs, he glides in easily.

darlin', your centaur moans, his legs shivering as he fills you up. he knows not to push in all the way in because he's too much. but just this taste of you, halfway sheathed in you, is almost enough to make him explode.

he rocks his hips, loving you slowly, the swing moving in time with his thrusts. you're surrounded by him and his big, dapple-gray belly, whining and crying out with every pump of his huge haunches.

when you cum, tightening so sweetly, he can't help himself. he releases with a guttural groan, filling you so full that it spills out everywhere. he stands, panting, until the two of you disentangle, and then he kneels in the flowers to kiss your lips.

once you're cleaned up, you climb onto his back to return to the ranch as the sun sets behind the distant peaks.

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[the-evil-clergyman]

The Serenade by Carl Sterry (1894)

[theartingace]

So on my recent revisit of centaur bodyplan challenges on my Centaur Wheelchairs post there was some talk of how centaurs would be stretching to make up for the decompression horses usually get in their backs when they graze, and also I've just seen a few tags and other notes curious about centaurs stretching and folding so.. here ya go! Some new stretches focused on stretching more like how horses do with their necks, and then just a collection of all my wibbly wobbly Big Stretch! and general range of motion doodles

[camilleflyingrotten]

The last centaurs, Aziraphale and Crowley, and their little foal Orion 💛

[amielot]

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[emilybeemartin]

Important scientific validation happening in copyedits currently

[transcript: A text thread reading "Centaurs have hands, right? I have a comment from one of my copyeditors in my manuscript that centaurs don't have hands but like... They objectively do. Right? Am I crazy?

Like these are centaurs and they have hands"

Followed by a gif of Disney's "Fantasia"

Followed by a screenshot of the manuscript comments:

Editor: "Centaurs don't have hands. Okay left for the reader to imagine the logistics?"

My reply: "Centaurs... Do have hands?"

Followed by a drawing of a classical centaur]

[a-book-of-creatures]

Centaur Watching Fish by Arnold Böcklin (1878).

I love love love Böcklin’s mythical pieces, they have this sense of realism, and often even sensitivity.

[thingsaday]

Jumping on the Gravity Falls train to celebrate one of my oldest and favorite AUs - monsterfalls!

(particularly the version where Mabel is turned into a unicorn rather than a mermaid for maximum twin vibes)

I miss these guys!

[monstersholygrail]

Centaur Head Canons: Tying you up

Centaur bf x fem!reader— bondage, teasing, nipple play, oral (f!receiving), cum eating, yandere behavior

The height difference between you and your centaur bf was always something you both enjoyed, despite its brief troublesome moments.

One of those moments being the strain it put on his body whenever he maneuvered himself to eat you out. The most troublesome part of that being is that your centaur bf fucking loved to lap at your sweet pussy. He longed to get lost in the apex of your thighs and to suffocate between your folds.

It was his favorite meal and every now and then he couldn’t help but kick his legs back, tail already swishing in anger by not having easier access to your cunt.

Until one day he couldn’t help but notice the beams and the way they crossed within his stable. The height at which they sat… leading to a wicked idea forming in his mind.

And that’s how you found yourself suspended high up in the air of Centaur bfs stable, constricted around so many loops of rope you had lost count. Your arms strung up in the air and your legs forcibly spread as wide as they could go. Leaving yourself vulnerable to whatever your bf wanted to do to you.

Centaur bfs ties the knot right in the valley of your breasts, the texture of the rope sending goosebumps along your spine and hardening your nipples.

“You’re gonna do so good for me, sugarplum,” your bf rumbles, his southern accent having a naturally calming effect on you. His hands teasingly trail down your body, eliciting gasps from your throat as he makes his way down to your glistening pussy. Already so wet and ready for him.

Centaur bf’s mouth salivates the second your scent wafts into his nose. His licks his lips, leaning in and soaking up every bit of the scent of your arousal. He lets it coat his tongue, imagining being able to taste you and fully lose himself in your flavor. His hands massage your steady thighs, gripping the bottom of them so he can keep your dripping folds right up against him.

He nuzzles into you, getting your essence all over his face. Not wanting to rush a moment of this he just takes you in, even as you whine and faintly beg for him to lick you. His tongue darts out, flicking a dollop of your liquid into his mouth and he groans loudly.

“Good heavens,” he rasps before he unhinges his jaw and his tongue slides up into your cunt like a man starved. Hands squeezing at your thighs as he laps up every drop that had gushed out of your nice glistening pussy.

He takes full advantage of having such easy access to you. His tongue swirling through your folds in ways he’s never been able to do before. He rediscovers your pussy, making sure every inch of it is pleasured by his eager tongue.

Your moans ring throughout the air, body writing and hips wriggling as you both try and lean in and escape the unrelenting pleasure Centaur bf is unleashing upon you. Your bf lets out a rough huff and the clomp of his hoof hits the ground loudly. His fingers digging into your ass and holding you tighter against his mouth.

Centaur bf can’t decide on which part of you tastes best as he licks you up like you’re the best tasting sugar cube he’s ever had.

He wants to taste it all, all at once. His long thick tongue slipping deep inside your cunt before sliding up to suck at your clit. Forcing unbelievable sensations to crash into your body in waves. Your body shakes, only making the ropes brush tantalizingly against your skin and adding to your pleasure. With a ragged shriek you cum all over Centaur bfs face.

A loud neigh chokes out through your bfs throat, his front legs rising a little in order to get impossible closer your gushing pussy. Your release soaks his face and he growls, rushing to lick every drop of it up. You cry out loudly, overstimulation setting in as he just doesn’t stop. Lighting your nerves on fire in the best way.

“O-okay, get me down now. Someone could come in at any minute,” you croak, slight worry to your tone. You two are in the public stables after all, just as your bf had planned.

Centaur bf stays firmly against your spasming lips, lazily stroking up and down your walls to get any remaining ounce of your orgasm. His eyes darken as they look up at you, not that you very much notice as you pant heavily, suspended so highly above him and the ground.

A part of him wanting someone to hear. Wanting to bring you to the point of ecstasy that someone can’t help but overhear and wander in, worried your screams are ones of pain and not pleasure. Only to find you here in his stall. That you’re his and he’s the one bringing you to such a peak. Before they rush out to leave you two alone because above all your nosies are for him and him alone to enjoy to the fullest.

Hesitantly leaning away from your pussy he starts rubbing out the muscles of your thighs as they twitch and quiver in his hold. You look down at his face and immediately whine, seeing the amount of lust in his eyes. What you didn’t know yet was just how many plans your bf had for you. How many ways he wanted to watch you fall apart in these ropes before he takes your exhausted body and takes you again. His eyes sparkle with how much need he has for you. Knowing you need him just as much.

“Oh, we’re not done yet, pretty girl,” Centaur boyfriend says in faux sweetness. One hand slips back to your ass while the other slides along your inner thigh. You hiss as two of his fingers glide along your slit and make your hips jolt at the spark of pain that shoots through your pussy. Your bf chuckles, seeing how your body reacts to him.

“Gotta get you all ready and stretched out for my cock…”

[vanglaggle]

really happy about this one i think

[tagzpite]

Running away already, fancy tails?