#fox teensy

[smugwolf-sins]

abandoned doodles (and render) from long ago

Sorry for being so inactive friends. Art block has been kicking me in the ass and I've mostly been focused on unity work, so I havent been drawing lately. I want to get back onto Teensy Tuesday at the very least! But it may not happen.

[smug-wolf]

Teensy Tuesday 24

Clock's Ticking

OC Reveal ayoooo Design by @oddhotelverse

[teensy-weensy-octopus]

I saw this art trend(?) on Twitter about drawing your two biggest comfort characters as the Steven Universe meme, so I wanted to draw my share.

Here’s the original tweet btw

[candiecarousel-art]

Magma doodles

[krystaldeath]

Narilamb fanfic idea…. Idk if I’ll ever actually do it. It’d be a multi chapter. Which I’ve never done before

[birdy-the-tweet]

Hey gang it’s been a while

[bara-to-heart]

Soooo imma be straightforward, Riddle you still have your crown somewhere right?

There may or may not be "maybe" a lil fox wandering around dorms seeing what their lil paws can grab... Also cause I might have lost sight of Kibby and she's likely trying to hoard stuff again ((The Kibby themed ask won out for Riddle first lol))

Yes...?

A fox, stealing items on our campus?

The Queen of Hearts' rule 53 says that stolen items must be replaced. Rulebreakers must be punished; I can help you catch the fox and punish it as well as return the items that were stolen.

[hedgypipes]

Use these logos as an excuse to talk/reblog about anything Mario/Rayman/Undertale related before their respective anniversaries in September next year like anything you’re working/worked on, history with the franchise, favorite things, memes, moments, etc etc using the hashtags, #StarRoadTo40, Teensie Road To 30, and #RouteTo10❤️along with these logos I made.

Like rooting for these characters to be in smash bros for example:

[girlfox]

kuro covered in ahris tails when,,,

𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊, 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐑  thrumming  from  her  chest  bone,  the  palm  sized  fox  swishes  nine  tails  into  the  air  and  proceeds  to  envelope  her  beloved  feline  companion  in  them.  with  a  little  nudge,  she  pushes  him  closer,  completely  swathed  in  soft,  fluffy,  velvet  fur.  come  closer,  the  fox  suggests,  gentle  eyes  blinking  slowly  at  him.

[foxsoulcourt]

drinking up the majesty of these colours + shapes

grateful to share the magic of this place w/2 DeLigHtFuL companions that day : @fuzzballsheltiepants + @justadreamfox (who did the heroic job of driving the whole dang day-into-night)

[livelaughlovesubs]

guess who's back, back again, it's 🃏 anon back at it again!

so. Sampo Koski (i'm fully inclined to say his full ass name because why not, it's hilarious) recently i had a big craving for his bratty little ass, so i was thinking, maybe reader (gn or otherwise) getting way too tired of his quips and just... fucking him roughly, rough sex, bondage (or any form of BDSM), some (or a lot of) manhandling and a teensy bit of a blood (either from clawing or biting can work!) can work really well!

but honestly, go wild i don’t really mind whatsoever, i’m swamped with work right now and i just need to satisfy my needs from them lolol.

so, again, have fun with this request!

from, le 🃏 anon!

Hello hello~! Great to see you again. After two whole months, I hope you aren’t that swamped with work anymore? Haha

Dom!reader x sub!sampo - reader is gn

Warning: bondage, pegging (I use dick), rough sex, slapping, manhandling, chocking, scratching, mention of death, hair pulling, edging

It was a mistake to trust him.

Seriously, this man is wanted by the guards and owns the infamous image of a liar, how could you believe in his words? Maybe they were just too sweet, too tempting and irresistible. Even so, it doesn’t justify how stupid you were to trust him. That sweet yet two faced smile, it made you blind. I mean- how dared he scam you with low quality ropes?!

All you wanted was to buy some nice, pretty ropes, and he even gave you a discount. Then he talked big about how well he threats his customers, and that he’d personally bring it to your house. Though the moment you glanced at the item, seeing the rough texture and poor handicraft, your jaw dropped. No wonder the price was so damn cheap, this guy tried to rip you off! Who did he take you for? This won’t do, you wasn’t someone easy who’d let it slide after him apologising. You’ve been so excited to receive it after all, that’s why you had to teach him a lesson.

You grabbed him by his arm and dragged him inside, throwing him onto the ground. The rope slipped from his hands, landing next to him. A cold look in your eyes and you kicked his sides, telling him to get onto the bed. He eventually obliged, then you began stripping his clothes. Sampo let you do it with a sheepish smile and dropping eyes, chuckling satisfied. That lewd little fox just loved it when you are rough with him, when you push him around and put him in his place. Now his face was being pushed into a fluffy pillow while his ass was high in the air, kneeling basically. Wrists near his ankle as you brought the red rope closer to him, straightening it out then whispering, “hold still.”

With a swift move, you tightened the knot around his wrist, pulling with all your strength. He groaned a little and bawled his hands into fists, fully aware that there will be bruises on the next day. “Most esteemed customer~ why… are you testing your product on me?” His voice got higher towards the end, a sense of excitement hidden under the surface. “Hah, come on, we are more than just merchant and buyer.” You reminded him while giving his bare butt a harsh slap, leaving behind a red mark. “Nghh~! Ahaha! Oh y/n, you are as fascinating as ever.”

That’s right, you two have shared some intimacy before and despite the relationship you both had he still tried to scam you. “Save your flattery for later. Now, tell me, does this feel like quality ropes?” You asked him with a scorn, in the meantime opening the lit of a bottle. The tall male had a rather sarcastic expression, acting like he didn’t know. Though the answer was as clear as day. He could feel it rub against his flesh, irritating and burning his skin. It had an itchy feeling to it, yet it also hurt, causing the area around it to turn red.

A faint blush covered the cheeks of the boy. His breathing was heavy and ragged, sweat forming on his forehead. Then you grabbed his roots and yanked on his hair, making him arch his back into a crescent shape, mumbling, “answer me.” The rather rough treatment was immediately met with a loud moan, “uhhH-nNNGhhh~! Ah, be gentle, y/n..” finally he looked at you, mouth parted and tongue hanging out a little. His face also reddened by a few shades, the corners of his lips were curled into a grin.

“I take it you know what this means for you?” You sighed and asked him, squeezing a large amount of lube onto your inner palm. He acted like he didn’t know, staying quiet and making a -hmm?- sound. So you continued with, “your punishment, for deceiving me.” Then you stuck two fingers inside his hole, fingering him sloppily. “Punish.. ment? Ah-ngHhhh..! To-too rough~♡” Sampo threw his head back, his blue-white hair bouncing around. “Yes, punishment for bad boys.”

Seeing how he shuddered and shook, you deemed him prepared enough and pulled your fingers out. Afterwards you lined the tip of your length to his hole, followed by you dropping the bottle onto the ground and grabbing his waist with both hands. Holding him, making him stick his ass out some more. “Mhmm~ ha, haah… don’t hold back now, dear customer.” His breathing became even more ragged, he was obviously enjoying this. “What a fucking whore.” You chuckled, giving his bottom another squeeze, spreading his hole with two fingers before penetrating him.

You slowly pushed the tip in, noticing how his shoulders jerked upwards, the oh so familiar grin returned to his wet lips. Since he was taking this so well, you might as well speeding up the process. With one snap of your hip, you pushed the rest of it inside him, your pelvis hitting his ass. “NgGGHhh~!! Ah- f-fuck, so good, more, ha- mHm, do me harder ♡♥︎!” Sampo cried out, hands wrapped around his own ankle, grip tightening with all his might. He wanted to trash around so bad, though the restrains weren’t bulging in the slightest. Keeping him in check, unmoving and restricted.

Without wasting much time, you began moving, thrusting your dick in and out of him at a fast pace. “AhHh!” He moaned at the sensation, at you rubbing against his walls and hitting places so deep inside him that it made him see stars. Then you leaned closer to him, grabbing his hair again as you whispered into his ear, “You said harder? Let’s see if you can take it then.” After that you licked his earlobe, running your tongue all over the shell while moving your hips ruthlessly. “NGhhh! Y/nnn~! Ah, t-touch me more!” He whimpered, wanting you to show some attention to his leaking member, but you ignored him.

Instead, you opened your mouth and bit his shoulder, trying to raise the speed even more. The hand on his hip gripped him harsh enough to leave bruises, the other one accidentally ripped off some strains of hair from his scalp. You bit down even more when his voice hitched, enough to draw out some fresh drops of blood. At this point he was a withering mess, crying with such a dumb yet blissful expression on his face, his blush spread to his shoulders as well. “OoOhhhH, AHHnnHgg fuuuck!! There, r-right there, so good, fuck me more, more!!” A series of unintelligible words left him, echoing through the lust-ridden room.

The pain he felt from your rough treatment, from the newly gotten bruises and wounds all faded away the moment you found his sweet spot. Not only that, you’ve been abusing that poor area with such brutality he felt like he was gonna die. Each time the tip pressed and hammered against that spot, his head would empty themselves and more tears would fell from his eyes. Drool was hanging out of his mouth as you relentlessly pounded into him, panting and doing your best to keep the tempo up.

“Hah… this is hardly a punishment for you, isn’t it?” You scoffed under your breath, feeling a little bothered by it. That’s why you slapped and scratched his butt again, cursing out, “look at what a fucking pervert you are, Sampo koski.” After drawing some blood with your nails, you insulted him, smirking sadistic. His face was quite a sight to behold, so chaotic and blushy, so damn adorable. “UhHHmm!~♡♥︎ GuUughhh!!” All he did was whimpering and moaning like some dog in heat, struggling against his restrains while his cock leaked his filthy pre onto the bed. With all the remaining strength he had, he meekly trust his hips back against you, trying to get you to go even further.

Then you stopped, very abruptly. “Ah-ahhh..?” A confused squeak escaped him. Hands still holding his hips while he sobbed into the pillow, but you didn’t move at all. “Shall I just leave you like this? Considering you aren’t seeing this as a punishment.” You asked yourself, though talked loud enough for him to hear, you wanted him to know. “uhhh- huuu~?? N-no! Don’t stop y-yet!” His voice was rough and hoarse from his screaming his lungs out. That man really has no shame considering how loud his volume was the entire time.

He turned his head back, trying to look at you. And when he did, a shiver ran down his spine, almost enough to push him over the edge. You were smiling with your eyes, a dangerous look, one that told him to run away r he’d regret it. But, to him, he was already too deep in this mess to escape. This was going to be a long night for him, and he knew since the beginning. “You wanna cum, Sampo?” You began, leaning down to his level again. By doing so you pushed your dick a little deeper in and he whined at the friction. The male didn’t respond with words, he only nodded his head hesitantly, meekly. A sense of fear and pleasure bubbling inside him. How he loved to feel like nothing next to you.

Next thing he knew you clasped one hand over his eyes and wrapped the other one around his throat, squeezing him, about it choke him. “Be a good boy and endure it. If I’m satisfied, I’ll let you cum.”

His heart pounded against his chest, he felt lightheaded. All the ecstasy and anticipation was making him dizzy with lust. He didn’t even have to think twice before groaning with a low voice, “yes, please, toy with me. Kill me with your love♡”

[spirit-lanterns]

Tingyun having to restrain herself so much just to avoid pouncing on bunny girl reader in the middle of the casino

And when she corners you in a secluded area you suddenly feel like the meekest little prey that stumbled into the fox’s den

Just… don’t let your boss find out.

TINGYUN OML—

I think the moment she sees you her tail just starts wagging and you hear the ‘thump thump thump’ of it beating against the seat of her chair. It’s adorable, but with the way she’s eying you like you’re her prey, salivating a bit at the thought of having you underneath her, it’s making you feel just a teensy bit antsy as the instinct to run is screaming in your mind.

Well, not like you can run now. For Tingyun has you cornered against the wall and nuzzling into your neck, purring about how a fox like her just can’t wait to “eat” this sweet little bunny. Oh well, Tingyun is a customer after all! Looks like you have to give this sly fox just what she wants 💕

[smug-wolf]

They're Evil Now

[cfyslvr]

Nightmares

→ author's note: my first suna fic 👹 mini story time of how I got this idea: a few days ago I had a little nightmare and since ur girl is a little baby (I'm so cringe it's not even funny anymore, someone pls just execute me already) I was really shaken but bc I'm a lonely hoe I had no one to comfort me 😞💔 but lucky y/n does! so here's a short fic of suna basically just comforting y/n after a nightmare!!

→ warnings: maybe a bit ooc(?), a teensy-weensy bit of angst 🤏🏻, pet names (love, princess, crybaby), a bit rushed

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it was a quiet night, the only thing that could he heard was the faint sound of rain falling outside your window. you were laying in bed next to your boyfriend, rintarou. it wasn't a rare occasion that he stayed over, infact, since the two of you have been together for a year now, he would often come by after practice uninvited, but your parents never really minded, they seemed to really like him since he was making their daughter happy.

right now, rintarou's back was facing you, not because you two fought, but because by the time you finished showering, he was already fast asleep at the edge of the bed, so you didn't really have space to squeeze into his arms and just decided to lay down on the other side of the bed.

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"we need to talk." you heard your boyfriend say as the two of you walked up to the roof of the school. his behavior felt different, usually when you two went to lunch together, he would be holding your hand and letting you cling to him like a koala, but now, he barely even looked at you, although you tried brushing it off with him being upset over the fact he was scolded for coming to volleyball practice late yesterday because he was too busy hanging out with you.

"of course, love. what's wrong?" you ask. you didn't like the way the conversation started, but you tried not to overthink it, it was probably just your brain tricking you by making you think of the worst case scenario.

rintarou looked back at you, but it wasn't the usual affectionate look that he usually gave you, his eyes seemed.. cold, which made you even more anxious.

"I think we should break up." you felt your heart sink when you heard his words. where was this coming from? you thought your relationship was the best thing that ever happened to both of you and he wanted to break up?! you felt your eyes welling up with tears as you let out a nervous laugh.

"you're joking, right? y-you know it's not funny to joke about these things.." you mumbled out, hoping he would give you that signature smirk of his and say it was a prank, but all you received from him was a cold glare.

"look y/n.. I think you're a great girl and all, but you're just a distraction to me. how many times did I get scolded because of you at practice? I'm sorry, but I want to focus on volleyball and our relationship is stopping me from doing so." you wanted the ground to open and swallow you whole. no no no, this wasn't happening..

"w-wait.. no, rin, please.. please don't leave me, I'll do better, I swear I will!" you tried to beg, reaching out to grab his hand, but he quickly retrieved it before you could touch him.

"goodbye, y/n". he said coldly and walked away, leaving you shaking and sobbing on the roof of the school.

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your eyes shot open and you gasped, looking around and realizing you were in your room, and rintarou was still sleeping soundly next to you. it was just a dream.. you try to tell yourself, but you couldn't help the tears running down your face. it just felt too real, and the mere thought of suna leaving you sent a harsh shiver down your spine. you look back at rintarou, he looked absolutely adorable while sleeping and you almost felt bad waking him up, but you couldn't help it, you needed his reassurance badly.

"rin.." you gently tap his shoulder. no response.

"rinnie.." you try again, lightly shaking him. this time, his fox like eyes opened up partially, and basically doubled in size when he heard your soft sobs. he immediately turned around and saw you, tears streaming down your face as you held your hand against your mouth in order to silence any sounds that threatened to leave your lips.

"what's wrong, princess?" he asked, his voice even deeper and sleepier than usual as he wrapped his strong arms around you in a comforting manner. the second you felt his arms holding you, you immediately burst into quiet sobs, trying not to be too loud so you don't wake your parents up. rintarou was confused, to say the least, he didn't quite understand why you were suddenly crying, but he still didn't let you go, his arms still wrapped tightly around you as one of his hands gently stroked your hair. you tried to choke back tears in order to explain yourself, but he stopped you.

"I'm here, princess, take your time, I'm not going anywhere." he whispered into your ear and kissed the top of your head. gosh, his voice was even more attractive when he was sleepy, and the way he was whispering comfortingly to you made him that much more attractive. after a few minutes, you finally calmed down enough to start talking.

"I had a nightmare, it was- you were- you broke up with me.. b-because I was a distraction and you wanted to focus on volleyball and- and-"

"shh.." he cut you off, placing another kiss on your head before continuing. "it was just a dream, love, I would never do that to you. infact, I'd rather quit volleyball forever than leave you because of it." he whispered reassuringly. you were surprised when you heard his words, you knew just how much he enjoyed volleyball, so the thought of him quitting for you was quite a surprise, but also extremely comforting to hear.

"I'll never leave you, my princess, I promise you that." rintarou placed his hand under your chin and gently lifted it up, making you look up at him. he smiled when he saw your pouty expression and gently wiped your tears before leaning in to kiss your pouty lips. "I love you, you crybaby.." he teased.

"shut up.." you mumbled out and hid your face in his chest. "I love you too.." the soft smile on rintarou's face turned into a playful smirk when he heard your response.

"c'mon, let's go back to sleep." he suggested and slowly laid down, pulling you on top of him so that your head was resting on his chest and gave him a perfect position to wrap his strong arms around you protectively.

"it was just a nightmare, okay? I promise I'll never leave you. you're my one and only, and nothing matters to me more than you." he reassured you one last time and gave you another kiss on the head before closing his eyes.

"I love you.." you mumbled into his chest.

"I love you too, my princess.." he responded groggily, already half asleep. with that, both of you eventually fell asleep, although now that you were in his arms, you were safe from all nightmares..

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[vivlily]

It is once more fox girl friday, but along with that it's also friday the 13th. So happy fox girl friday and...

BOOOO!

sorry that was pretty scary, but you know whats scarier? A story I heard about a merchant and his son stopping at a village. But this story might be toooo scary for a scared little fox like you, so I'll be nice just this once and hide it below.

I might misremember it since i heard it from like a youth pastor way back when (it's been a long time).

so like get this, this merchant and his son stopped by an otherwise unremarkable town to do like merchant stuff or whatever. And like eventually he got to selling some of his wares, but everyone kept avoiding one of his wares in particular. Can you guess what it was?

That's right, it was his apples, so he asked some of the villagers what was up.

"Is there anything about my apples that bothers you all?"

upon mention of apples, the villagers went stiff, fear enveloping their face's.

"Sir, t-t-t-heir marvelous apples sir. I-i-it's just that there lives an awful "plague god", in that manor across the lake."

"that vile creature... in it's infinite jealousy, ended up cursing those that ingest an apple."

The villagers went on to explain various tragedies that affected those unfortunate enough to eat one. And mentioning that the vile plague god takes the form of a young girl. And that if ever you notice a young girl on that isle, it's already to late for you. The plague god has already noticed you, prepare for the worst and hope for the best.

But the merchant merely laughed and said

"Very well, I suppose I should enjoy my marvelous apples myself! WEHHEHHEH" (He had a really odd laugh, runs in the family I believe)

He had a bite.

Not long after he went looking for his son so that they could have a meal. Only to realize his son was missing, so off in a hurry he went to look for him. Asking as many people as he could.

Eventually a villager said that they saw a boat go out not long ago, towards that vile little plague god's domain.

He wasted no time and desperately paddled his way over to that cursed isle. Much to his relief his son was within sight, yet something was odd.

His son, one to only ever draw anything in the comfort of their own carriage was sat on the ground drawing the mansion. Relieved he gave his son a warm hug, and told him how dangerous it was here.

They had a moment, before the son asked if he could draw one more thing before they left the isle. The dad was worried, but he happened to be a softie when it came to his son, so he relented.

As the son finished drawing, he waved towards the manor, his father become confused, and very worried. The merchant was fearing that the vile plague god was in there. But he turned around and cast his gaze towards the mansions window, and saw nothing but the curtains.

Fearing his son was seeing things he said we leave now, and leave they did.

On their way back towards the town, the son proudly showed off various drawing's to his father. Explaining each and every one of them, and the son's final piece depicted a crying girl.

The father obviously confused mentioned "what brought this one on?"

"ooooo that was the girl in the window earlier"

The dad had never seen any girl, fear gripped his heart, and he decided that they leave immediately. And so leave they did, the dad swore never to return again, and to never have another marvelous apple again.

Heh, it's not really as scary as I remember if i'm being honest, it's the usual classic "ghost girl only the kid sees" kinda thing, a teensy bit boring tbh.

Honestly the only reason it stuck with me was because I kept wondering just why the ghost girl was crying? Well it's probably just adding the crying ghost trope for the sake of adding a trope, kinda lame imo.

Well that's that, have a marvelous fox girl friday!

[charlielki]

Part 1: Pacifica's story

Pacifica stormed into her palatial bedroom and slammed the door so hard her chandeliers shook.

(There were at least 3 chandeliers in Pacifica’s room, including a teensy chandelier over her nightlight.)

She buried her head in a velvet pillow and screamed for an inhumanly long time, then flopped over and stewed at the painted cherubs on her ceiling. It wasn’t FAIR.

After everything she did for her parents- get up at 5 for fencing lessons, beauty pageants, fox-hunting, butler-hunting, cleaning up the black feathers after dads weird “grown up masquerade parties”- THIS is how they repay her HER! PACIFICA ELISA NORTHWEST!

It had been a rough summer for Pacifica- first she came alarmingly close to losing a Party Crown, then her golf skills were called into question, and now her parents grounded her for literally saving the entire family from a Category 10 ghost and shut off the spigot on her caviar tap for rest of the year. What was she supposed to eat now Dog Food She angrily opened her mini-fridge and pulled out an UpperCrustablesTM brand snack pack and angrily spread the caviar on the tiny baguette.

“Ugh, why does it come with this dumb little stick. The caviar always gets stuck in the CORNERS!”

She looked at a napkin where Dipper had written the shack’s phone number in case killing the ghost might have created a “double ghost.” Ha! As if she would put HIS number in HER phone.

Everything in her life used to make so much more sense before those PINES twins came along and screwed everything up.

That stupid Mabel and her baffling, undeserved confidence. That know-it-all sweat stain Dipper who’s giant head was always butting against hers.

Something about Dipper’s words had knocked over a domino in her mind that started a chain reaction that was causing her whole identity to come crashing down.

He told her she had potential to change into…a better person. How do you become a better person when you’re already the best person? It didn’t make sense!

Thinking about it exhausted her, and soon, her eyelids began to droop.

Soon she was… she was...

Zzz-

In Pacifica’s dream, she was freshening up at a party washing her hands when she noticed something… red, swirling in the drain.