#crocodile stuffy

[plush-with-love]

Source ~ Sorbet Jungle

Croconana

[treasuregamble]

marshmallow zoo plush by mary meyer

[plusie]

[jellycatstuffies]

I love crocodile plush! Did u have some? 🤭🐊

This inspired me to make a crocodile post, so here you go! I didn't differentiate between crocodiles, alligators or other crocodilians, here are simply ALL of them. I hope you like them! (please note that all of these are retired and no longer available for purchase from the Jellycat website)

All Jellycat Crocodiles 🐊

(from left to right: Zigzag Croc, Zaggy Croc, Diddle Croc, Wiley Croc, Gilbert Gator, Lollibob Caiman, Toothy Croc, Jumble Croc, Bashful Croc, Wurly Croc, Tiglet Croc, Furryosity Croc, Slackajack Croc, Vivi Croc, Dapple Croc, Alan Alligator, Cordy Roy Gator, Cordy Roy Croc, Knitnot Croc, Criss-Cross Croc, Gaston Gator, Dancing Darcey Alligator, Gavin Gator, Sweet Dreamer Croc)

Ko-fi / Instagram

[pick-a-plush]

given the context of my blog i love alligators... maybe a poll of some cute gator plushies would be fun! dealer's choice hehehe

Yay, I love being given a creative choice! I picked a number of interesting little fellows out. I did do one crocodile and I hope that’s fine, I just thought it was a really interesting one! I’m very curious to see which everyone likes best!

[darlingdespairstims]

Could you do a cg killer croc from DC? With the more crocodile like version :] /nf

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CG! Killer Croc Stimboard

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[gluevah]

Went to the mall yesterday with Jeremy to see IF, which was a really lovely film. It made me super emotional though, I was crying at parts where I didn't even know why! Definitely recommend going to see it though.

We went to the Squishable store, I was hoping they had the weevil and the rainbow caterpillar but they didn't. I did not leave empty-handed though; they had a sale going on and I had just gotten paid, which is a recipe for trouble.

I ended up getting these guys!

I immediately picked up the bone dragon when I first came in because the spooky ones always look like they need love. I love all the different kinds of textures he has! Long fluffy fur, and 2 different types of minky. He does not stand up by himself, bless his heart. He is very cuddly and I love his bone wings! His finger claws are flat but the feet ones are 3D plush claws. His teeth are soft, not made of felt, but the edges are a bit rough.

The strawberry crocodile is one I've wanted since it came out, the shape is very nice for hugging and the fur is so soft! The underbelly is long minky. I love his little teefs, he's just a baby 🥺 Also he matches my bed so well lol

I wanted to get the micro nurse for awhile but just hadn't gotten around to picking one up. I got Jeremy the plague doctor, and I wanted us to have matching ones! The caterpillar is so cute, and they didn't have the rainbow one, so I picked him to be another lil portable buddy!

While we were at the mall, Jeremy and I got our ears pierced c: I used to have mine done but they closed. Jeremy had been wanting to get his ear pierced for awhile, and we figured hey why not while we're here. I'll ask him if I can post a photo of him here Here's us with our new earrings c:

We held each other's hands while we got it done; he was nervous because he didn't know how it'd feel, I was nervous because of who I am as a person.

[griffinscantdraw]

What's with all the hugging art? Anyway, Bullets and Creature!

Commissions open Info

[jojossillywalk]

can you imagine seeing a jean pierre polnareff lying on the ground and just strolling over to handle him without hand protection. in the context of being avdol, yeah, because avdol seems like someone who would own more than 5 lizards unironically. for example. iggy,

[plushidex]

"Swampy"

[plush-with-love]

Source ~ Squishables

Strawberry Crocodile

[kandyshoppe]

Just some baby ideas that I (hopefully) will (eventually) draw!

Riddle as a little baby and kid was in and out of the hospital. I feel he was a premie baby, and really struggled for a few years. He’s obviously better now, but a lot of his younger years were spent in hospitals and sickly.

Trey working the counter, and younger Crewel buying something, and just fawning over the cute baby! And Trey being like “can I takes you order!” And “fank you!” As he waves at Crewel with his arms FULL of baked goods! He bought them out, just so he could stay with the baby longer!

Cater playing with a camera, I bet he LOVED being his sisters camera man much more than their dress up doll. He liked pictures cause he can go through them and remember stuff!

Deuce just being a mama’s boy. Helping carry anything and everything, though the grocery bag drags on the ground, trying to cook and burning the eggs, picking flowers for her.

Ace just following his brother like a duckling, copying whatever his big brother does! (Silver doing this with Lilia too!)

Leona also having a nice relationship with his brother, but his brother is probably a little overbearing as many kids can be. Leona is such a cat he needs his space sometimes, but Falena just loves his baby bro so much!

Ruggie helping granny with laundry, and cleaning. Also crying cause he ate all the food, and it’s gone, he knows he ate it, but he wanted more! Oh! Ruggie was probably a messy eater, sprinkles and frosting everywhere!

Jack doggy paddling, Jack chasing his tail, Jack playing with squeaky toys, just Jack being a little puppy!

Azul helping cook, and run the restaurant! I like the idea that he would make pretend food and feed the customers the “special” he cooked up! Showing people to their tables, and helping taste test food! As well as his first Father’s Day present for his step dad!

Jade And Floyd just being brothers, fighting, stealing, arguing, but also just having so much fun together. Being silly and having fun.

Kalim chewing shiny jewelry, and just being a silly baby. I also like the idea he would run through the fountain with his nice party clothes, right before the party!

Jamil probably adored having his hair done by his mama, and would try to do his sisters hair, but as a baby she had short hair and he couldn’t do much. Put bows all over her! I also be as a little little kid he was allowed to shine, and liked showing off to his sister.

Vil just being a cutie! He’s adorable no matter what he does! He probably wasn’t a big model as a kid, and his dad tried to protect him, but man! Holidays are fun, and he does share his holiday pictures with Vil. Not to mention Vil’s Halloween MEGA photo shoot, cause his dad is a Halloween lover!

Rook being in his outdoorsy family, learning to fish, and track, helping garden. I have a headcannon that as a toddler, and he was mad, he would go eat the mint plant (his mother’s favorite) as like a gotcha! He always felt bad and would help heal it, but three year olds don’t think far ahead.

Epel helping Granny in the kitchen, covered in flour, carefully carrying the eggs! I also bet he was a big helper with picking the apples! On his dad’s shoulders, reaching as high as he can for the shiniest apples!

Idia and Ortho! Idia holding baby Ortho, showing baby Ortho his favorite games, and his toys! Crying when Ortho drooled on his favorite stuffies, and his mama comforting while she dries the toys.

Malleus learning how to shift to his human body, and him having hiccups that make him blow small fires!

Silver and Lilia! Omg! So many ideas! I love the idea of Lilia struggling with baby Silver, as a new parent, exhausted from baby cries, panicking over every little thing, ect! Lilia also crying and having to be comforted by Silver on Silver’s first day of school.

Sebek with his little crocodile tail, and teething! I bet his home has a lot of teething damages on chairs and table legs. Bet he had a favorite blankie too! Oh! And him and Silver being friends!

[ohwowimlonley]

idk if you do fluff, but if you do:

sirius finding out you have stuffed animals. youre all nervous about having him over and forgot to put them away, afraid of his reaction. but then hes all cutie with them, making them talk to eachother, etc.

idk if this is a good idea but i just thought of this concept & wanted to share!

Hihi!! Im sorry this one took me so long, and that it’s so short, but i hope you enjoy!!

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You had totally forgotten to clean your room this morning. In your defense, you usually only hang out with Sirius in his room, or the common room, despite the fact that you have a private dormitory. But then the other marauders called for a ‘private planning session’, the common room was full, and Sirius still wanted to hang out.

When Sirius opens the door and stops dead in his tracks, you remember your negligence with a gasp. Your stuffies. How on earth could you forget? As soon as you wake up in the morning, you always put your friends back in their little box by the side of your bed. And the one time you forget, your boyfriend decides to come over?

“Oh, uh,” you’re not even sure where to start, especially when Sirius ventures towards your bed, right where your stuffed animals are laid out. You press your lips together and try to hold back the tears welling up in your eyes from the embarrasment. Would he think you’re weird?

“What’s this one’s name?” He picks up a lime green felted crocodile with dark tufts of synthetic hair for spikes. He holds it gently, looking down at it instead of you, and studying his little snout, “I like him,”

You sniff, and move forwards to take your teddy from your boyfriends’ hands and cradle him into your chest, “Spike,”

“He’s cool, what about this one?” He points to a pink hippo on the far side of your bed, sitting down on the satiny sheets and patting the spot next to him. You hesitate at first, biting on your bottom lip as you eye him suspiciously. Sirius slumps down in his seat a little, then smiles sypathetically, “what’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“They’re silly,” you whisper, dropping your eyeline to the ground. You feel mean saying it about your friends, but you’re hoping he might forget about this whole thing if you make it seem like you don’t care about them.

“Hey!” He protests, snatching up your blue whale stuffy and holding her against his chest, putting his hands over where her ears would be, “don’t say that about them! That’s mean!”

“Wendy,” you take her in your arms as well, then point to the hippo Sirius was asking about, and say, “kylie,”

[dreamofjoys]

Sebek nearly caught you and Malleus making out

— c/w: Closet sex, unprotected sex, breeding, clit rubbing, exhibitionism (kinda)

— a/n: Just some funny idea that I thought of XD

"Hnnng Malleus!" Your back arched into a crescent moon shape, pulling the dark fae's horns closer to you as he impatiently fuck his cock into a deeper position inside your cunt.

"A little m-more, dear. I am very close-" Malleus rolls his hips, getting ready to spill his seeds inside your womb. However, his eyebrows twitch in annoyance when he realized that he won't be able to breed you as planned. In an instant, Malleus had lifted your body up with him still connected inside you. You yelped at his sudden actions, hands immediately wrapping around his neck while your legs were on his waist. Malleus’s large hand was planted on your lower back with his strong arm on the back of your thighs to steady yourself. “Malleus, what are you doing-“

The fae said nothing in reply, but had instead opened up his half filled closet, stepping in and closing the door. He presses your back against his neatly hanged clothes, which was in turned push against the closet wall. “Shhh, don’t make a noise.” Malleus whispers, his hot breath fanning over your ear. Your cheeks heat up, suddenly feeling shy at the close proximity (as if the both of you weren’t fucking each other out moments before).

Malleus’s closet was surprisingly big enough to fit the both of you -along with the pile of clothes that was squashed behind you- The familiar fragrance of his clothes embraced you, making you realised that it’s his natural body smell, a woody scent. The inside was slightly stuffy and dark due to the lack of air circulation and lighting, but you were sure that Malleus can still see well with his enhanced eyesight, unlike you who could only make out his figure.

Just as you were about to open your mouth and ask Malleus what’s going on, a loud slam was heard. “WAKA-SAMA!” Sebek’s loud voice boomed across the room, heavy foot steps trotting across the room. You could already imagine his confused yet serious expression searching for Malleus in his room. Your heart beats rapidly in your chest, praying that Sebek is at least smart (and dumb) enough to not search for Malleus in his closet. A beat of sweat trickles down the side of your temple, and you could feel Malleus smirking at your nervousness. When the sound of Sebek’s footsteps got louder, you peaked under the small gaps on the closet to see that the crocodile was just standing right in front of the both of you. Malleus took this distraction to let his hand travel down to your sex, his thumb rubbing onto your sensitive clit while his fingers strokes your wet folds. His cock was still rock hard inside you, penetrating your womb as he starts moving his hips slowly.

You whipped your head to look at Malleus, eyes widening in surprise as his hands continues assaulting your poor sex right beside his retainer. You bite your lips, shaking your head to tell Malleus to stop but he seems to enjoy the sight of you squirming and trying to keep your noises to yourself. “Wait, why is master’s clothes on the ground? And there’s someone else’s clothes too? DID THEY KIDNAP MASTER?!” You threw your head back at the stacked of clothes, mentally laughing at Sebek’s analysis, but also partly because of the overwhelming pleasure that is being inflicted on your sex. The tight knot in your stomach was releasing soon. Sensing that you could no longer keep quiet, Malleus dives down to capture your soft lips in his, swallowing down your noises.

The both of you continued kissing and making love in the closet. It is only when Sebek leave Malleus’s room, then did he start picking up his pace to fuck you into oblivion. Moments later, the both of you came together in that stuffy closet. His cum mixed with yours had started dripping out of your filled cunt down to your asshole, staining Malleus’s washed clothes behind you.

You were the first to broke the kiss, looking up to Malleus and giving him your deadliest glare. “What if Sebek finds out about it?!” You hit Malleus’s shoulders, making him chuckle as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

“He won’t.”

“What if he did?”

“Then that’s what he get for interrupting me from breeding you.”

[ofallthingsnasty]

pairing: crocodile x f!reader tags: fat reader, yandere, past violence, written from nico robin's pov as a little character/relationship study, minors dni word count: 0.9k

note: I had this thought about Robin meeting Crocodile's well-kept basement wife for the first time ages ago but wanted to expand on it a little, mainly because I love the melancholic and stuffy feel being his basement wife has to me. This is mainly vibes and exploration, but I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it! If you want to know more about 'your' scar, I talked about it here and here.

For the first time since she’s met Crocodile, Nico Robin is actually surprised. 

She hadn’t been when she had first seen his lavish base at Rain Dinners in all its opulent glory, hadn’t flinched when she noticed the gigantic species of gators swimming through an even more gigantic, underground tank, hadn’t raised a brow at his penchant for expensive clothes and jewelry and countless cigars, something so decadent compared to the starving land around him.  No, instead it fit him like a glove; that elegant, suave style of evil that had crawled into the very foundations of his lair to fester and rot and ooze wickedness whenever she returned. A marvel to witness, truly, such commitment to the bit. Predictable. Placeable.

What doesn’t fit, however, is a dependent. 

A man like Crocodile - with all his peacockery, arrogance, scorn and grandeur, isn’t someone she can see oh-so-graciously letting someone partake in the riches he has carefully hoarded just because of the goodness of his heart. It’s laughable, the thought. She could have seen him with a child, maybe, a little brat from some old flame many moons past, a little snot-nosed kid who is the epitome of spoiled, who gets too little attention and too much money from daddy.  That, she could have seen sitting on that old, luxurious chaise after getting called back to the base. 

But not you. Not fully-grown, very much not snot-nosed, you.

You’re so small, she thinks, or at least you seem to be. Compared to the grand interior surrounding you, the expensive leather settee you’ve been put on, the dark fur that nearly swallows you as you sit, nothing but your hands and round face peeking out from underneath, you are, in fact, quite small. Small and scared, the coat that’s been draped over you making you look like you’re all fat, bug-eyed rabbit and no part lithe and feisty wolf. If she wasn’t trying to grasp this situation she’d suppress a laugh at the clear intention behind your gaudy little outfit: like a purse, you’ve been dressed to compliment his outfit of the day, undoubtedly just as ornamented with pelt as you. You’re an unusual sight for the wife (and wife you are, she notes with a glance at a gold band wrapped around your pudgy finger) of someone as high-ranking as a warlord - if she had to imagine anyone befitting of that title it would have been someone more sleek; tall, classy, with observant eyes and painted lips that give way to pearly and sharp teeth. Someone whose mere presence whispers power, someone who is at least half as capable as Mister 0 himself.

What’s sitting right in front of her is a liability, a living, breathing shackle. And those are dangerous in the world the two of them operate.

And it begs a simple question: why? Why show her this, make her aware of your presence? Everything he does has a reason, but what purpose does this encounter serve? Robin’s life has been nothing but running, running and then some more running - and so does her mind, ever on edge, ever hunted. She needs to put this into a category, to discern good from bad from somewhere in between, especially when it comes to the inherent danger that is Crocodile. But it makes no sense to her, no matter how hard she tries to find any in the short second she has seen you. Is this a lesson? A show? A reward? A sign of trust? 

Nothing quite fits. She tilts her head as your eyes flutter over her form; taking in the seemingly relaxed elegance, her effortlessly chic outfit. You don’t seem to know either, fear and confusion etched into your soft features. Too easy to read, she thinks. He has clearly never told you about her. Not involved in this business. Hm.

Before she can take another step towards you - to glean another detail, to lure a word out of you that might solve this little mystery - the heavy thud of opening doors startles you. You sit ramrod straight in a millisecond, face instinctively pulled towards the source of the noise. Although she stays right where she is, it gives her another piece in the puzzle to work with: with the motion, a gnarly scar bulges underneath fake light, spanning from the edge of your mouth almost to your ear, gifting you an unnatural, lopsided smile. Ah. She knows Crocodile’s handwriting when she sees it, knows how heavy it can be with his left hand especially. 

You aren’t here out of your own free will.

How fitting, after all.

Not a dependent, but a captive. A cherished one, at that. A little pet, his favorite, tucked away and kept in safety.

She almost wants to scoff at the revelation. Evil, through and through. But this isn’t yet another display of just how cartoonishly bad he is, she thinks, until-

Until you part your lips to reveal a horribly tainted smile as you spot him, hurrying to sit up from the stiff leather and scuttling over. He doesn’t even look at her as you greet him quietly, awkward and uneasy, his face so utterly pleased with whatever this display is supposed to show him. You fold one hand over his right wrist and pull close as he laughs at your antics - you don’t act like this normally, do you? 

Finally, as he excuses you to disappear behind him, whispering something to you that she’d consider intimate if she hadn’t seen the raw, unembellished fear in your eyes, if she hadn’t known that the scar that adorns your face is years-old, it clicks.

This isn’t for her. It’s for you.

[pick-a-plush]

can you do an alligator poll? I don't know where exactly my plush is from, but I know it's wild republic. I've had this guy since I was born, so all the tags are rubbed off. he's really special to me tho

Looks like your special guy is a Wild Republic Green Alligator! Lol it seems like Wild Republic uses pretty basic names. I’d be so happy to do some alligator plushies for you and your alligator friend! ❤️