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I would most definitely suck the soul outta any slashers dick until their body compresses like a empty caprisun
#slashers#lester#bo#vincent#house of wax#the collector#bubba sawyer#thomas hewitt#ghost face#stu marcher#billy loomis#billy lenz#jason voorhees#horn dog
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How big do you think Raihan’s dick is?
(Bonus points if you also tell us some other characters)
Ooh at least six, he’s a big boy
Leon’s defiantly a six inch but like at most.
Piers is the only one with piercings but he’s like at 5 inches at least.
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kabedon
artfight 2023 - 08
pretty sure it’s not bullying if he likes it
for Wah_hat on twitter!
#art#furry#furry fandom#sfw furry#furry art#art by dac wolf#artfight 2023#art fight 2023#canine#horn dog#dog#dragon#dutchie#scalie#team werewolves
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That moment when you finally get to the steamy part of a fic on ao3 but have to go to work and then you sneak your phone out at every opportunity when not on camera (bathroom, freight elevator, stockrooms) just to read a few paragraphs because you’re a shameless horn dog.
#I don’t make the rules I just break them#ao3#addiction#horn dog#sandor clegane#sansan#the hound#fanfiction
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Beware the dog that bites (OC)
#art#oc#isaac#he/him for this character#i agonized over this one lol i redrew his body no less than 5 times in five different poses before settling on this#i know this hand thing is for devil horns but i like it being dog ears for him
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My fav thing about Zaundads is the idea that it's Vander who's basically a pet dog but REALLY,,,it's Silco whom has the fanciest lil collar and leash, has the prettiest muzzle and tastiest treats to help encourage him to be a good boy for Vander. Local barman's prized miniature Italian greyhound <3
I think this ask was about something more than just Silco in a collar and a leash but I blacked out after that and drew this
Someone take him out, he needs some fresh air. He's eating the wallpaper out of boredom
#my art#sketchy sketch#silco#answering stuff#he is a fancy little feral bastard dog yes#vander should call him a good boy I agree#even tho he is a bad boy by cascada#I am entering my horn y phase with my art it seems
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hi chat sorry for the posting silence chat. here is a very small handful of the art ive done in the ...... while . ehm. vaguely gestures to pressure and regretevator . sorry gang also been really fucking tired from work
chickenchirps you wanted me to tag you on the redraw of that one super old art but its been a while since then so i wwill just hope ouy see this /sily/lh its the second image (i dont like how i redrew the first panel so im only sharing the second)
the thing w p.ai.nter are my roblox avatars (except for image 8, thats my friend w the p.ai.nter backpack). i have a portable p.ai.nter backpack. i like to think of playing games w him on as enrichment in his enclosure.
and thats not even half of the shit ive drawn of gecko. im just too embarrassed to show all of it
#salmon scribbles#my art#incredibly out of order but the 3 first ones are the oldest. theyre like a month or two old. others are mostly from this month.#daycare attendant sun#daycare attendant moon#dca fandom#pressure roblox#sebastian solace#p.AI.nter#p.ai.nter pressure#sunday's silly sb self insert au#dog thing w horns and wings is one of my sonas#gecko (white eyed thing) is also a sona for pressure#you already know sunday#sorry i forgot how to tag#daycare attendant eclipse#eclipse fnaf#sun fnaf#moon fnaf#cassie fnaf#sorry shes in an image. i will tag her with a single tag. you'll live#glamrock freddy#please be nice to me i know its been a while /lh#all the asks sitting in my inbox IM SORRY#dca community#fnaf dca
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The Ones Who Live | 1x01 | Years
#THE DOG TAGS STAY ON#Rick Grimes#The Ones Who Live#towl spoilers#*#rg#why did this make me so feral#i would really like to know#because i just.....#also is that a shoulder holster because PLEASE#P L E A S E#i don't need an explanation for that one#feminism is concerned for me rn#where's my rick trash at#because i look like cujo rn#*GLASS BREAKING* *CASH REGISTER NOISES* *CAR HORNS*
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in the mood for giving sloppy head 🥺👉👈
#personal#it’s one of those mornings#my moods are all over the place#forever a horn dog#😇#bratlife#I want to wake someone up like this#goals
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She want to go for a walk
#art#artists on tumblr#pointy ears#demon girl#demon horns#long hair#sharp teeth#black and white#collar#dog collar#sketch
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seeing all those sheep/goat vaschete asks inspired me to draw these (they got a bit more lazy as i went on but it's whatevs)
i like to imagine that machete could be a long haired goat breed which would give him his signature floof! couldn't choose which one to settle with tho ^^"
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#aaaa these are so charming#I'm having trouble deciding which one I like the most#the goats have the floof and impressive horns#but the two sheep are also really appealing from character design standpoint#border leicester is one of my favorite breeds of sheep they have such excellent shapes#intense roman noses and big rabbit ears#and it's kind of comical how little Machete's face changes when you switch from dog to this specific sheep#and jacob sheep are simply iconic in their own right#these are lovely#thank you!#gift art#sloppygoaty#Machete#own characters#you have a lot more faith in his capability to grow a pair impressive horns than I do#I feel like his would either be kind of unremarkable#or he would have them removed entirely to look more sheeplike
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Drabble request for Super Soap Sunday:
Soap and you find yourselves in an unusual place/set of circumstances when the mood strikes. How does he A) let you know what he wants and B) how does he get you in the mood too?
Domestic Bliss
Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish x Fem Reader
Warnings: 18+ MDNI: Explicit smut, some fingering, P in V, backseat sex, slightly Dom-ish Soap, tons of dirty banter, Soap being a needy little horn dog
This 'drabble' turned into a one-shot because I can't control myself.
Synopsis: You and Soap take the next step in your relationship, and his not so subtle attempt to rile you up in public ends with an impromptu session in the parking lot.
Reference for where this man takes you to Poundtown here
Word count: 2k
"Alright, ma'am. If I can just you to sign here, here, and here. Then we should be all set up." Your advisor instructed as you sifted through yet another mountain of paperwork. Your eyes growing numb and your fingers beginning to ache from the repeated minor motion of signing your life away.
You pushed the last pile of paperwork over the advisors desk with gentle smile curling into your lips. Glancing over at the man sitting next to you with that same smile, a loving fondness in your eyes as you both took the next pivotal step in your relationship.
A mortgage.
Soap's demeanor was calm. Stoic even. Letting you take the lead in this circumstance as you were the one going to habitate the home more often than he would. A thought you both pushed aside for now to savor the wave of domestic bliss that came along after you signed the final piece of paperwork.
Yet his cool facade couldn't hide the cerulean maelstrom swirling within the whites of his eyes. A look you knew all too well, and one that never failed to send a quick shiver down your spine.
But here? At the bank?
Your smile quickly curled into a smirk, rolling your eyes at him as you turned your attention back to the advisor across the desk. You couldn't feed into Soap's growing needy desires. Not in public at least.
Pursing your lips with a heavy sigh, you tried to maintain your composure by focusing on the task at hand. Eyes trained to the quick movements of fingers across the keyboard as your consultant effortlessly entered your information into the database.
However, even the light clicking of keys couldn't keep your attention as you caught the sudden tremor of his knee in the lower periphery of your vision. The frantic cadence of his boot heel hitting the floor tearing at your concentration yet again, forcing you the bring the knuckles of your right hand up to your mouth to hide the apparent grin quickly forming on your lips.
With as subtle movement as possible, you placed your left hand on the top of his knee to quell his growing feverish motion. Gripping your fingers into the fabric of his jeans and pushing towards the floor in a physical attempt to ease his obviously heightening arousal.
“Ookay. That’s done. Let me get this all printed out and you two should be all set.”
“Thank you, sir. Appreciate all your help with this.”
You share a quick glance with your advisor as he stands, his eyes momentarily shifting to Soap with a subtle curl in the corner of his mouth. You keep a close eye on him as he exits the office, finally turning to face Soap with a furrowed brow and address the apparent tension erupting between you two.
“Jesus Christ, Johnny. Would you please calm down?” You scolded playfully. Your lips a thin line of a smile, obscuring your clenched teeth as you dug your fingers further into his jeans.
“How much fuckin’ longer is this gonna take, bonnie? ‘Cause I'm 'bout to bend ya over this goddamn desk if he don't speed this shit up. He can bloody watch for all I care.”
"We're almost done, Johnny. He just needs to give us the paperwork, and then we can go. So just, keep it in your pants for another five fuckin' minutes."
Your tone of reprimand barely able to combat the deep, rumbling brogue in his voice. Shifting slightly in your seat to quell the growing ache pulsing within your core. A gesture that most certainly did not go unnoticed as you took in the hungry blaze radiating within his eyes.
"Johnny. Don't. No!" Your frivolous attempt to stop him was broken down immediately as he thrusted his hand between your legs. Pressing his knuckles into the base of your heat through your jeans. Shifting to bring his chair closer and caress his mouth and tease you with his whispering brogue to the nape of your neck.
"Gonna fuckin' wreck ya, bonnie. Forget th'mortgage. This my down payment fer tha sweet pussy a'yers."
"Goddamit, MacTavish. Not here, ya fuckin' horn dog."
"Horn dog?" He questions with that distinctly mischievous grin. Pulling away as he eyed your advisor walking back into the office. His calmness in complete contrast to the excited flush bellowing from your chest as you quickly swat his hand away, scolding him quietly under your breath.
"Overconfident bastard."
"Alright. You two are all set up. You should be getting a call within the next five business days once you qualify. Other than that, welcome to home ownership."
"Thank you." You shook your advisor's hand, grabbed at your paperwork, and made an immediate bee line for the door. Beating Soap at his own game as you left him in the office with an obvious growing hard on. Already midway to the exit of the bank when you eyed him barreling out of the office in your periphery.
You didn't want to lose focus again. Not now. Now when you had the upper hand. You Kept your eyes locked onto the 4Runner at the back of the parking lot as your feet moved quickly at their own accord. Your ears perking to the sound of its alarm, a wave of triumph rolling over you as the locks sprung free.
You opened the backseat passenger door to toss your purse and paperwork on the seat. Expecting to see Soap at the driver side as you tried to close the door.
Tried.
You glanced questioningly at the door. Only then did you notice Soap's hand gripping on the edge. Spinning on your heels as you came face to face with a fiery blaze and a hungry look in his eyes.
"John?"
"Get in."
"John?!"
"GET IN!"
You felt his hands on your hips the moment his voice registered within your mind. Thrusting you into the back seat, an excitedly victorious giggle escaping your chest as he crawled in before slamming the door behind him.
"Yer such a fuckin' lit'le minx, y'know that? Leavin' me th're wit a full bloody stonner." He growled, pulling your shoes off and tossing them to the side, frantically moving to the front of your jeans as you continued to laugh in triumph at his feverish need.
"Makin' me do the goddamn walk o' shame and...why are these fuckin' buttons so goddamn small?!"
"Ooohhh, what happened to that cool confidence, Soap? Thought you could handle yourself under pressure. Bein' a demolitions expert an' all."
"Yer pushin' it, lass." He spat back. Relinquishing the fight with the buttons in favor of simply tearing your jeans off.
"M'also not tryin'a fuck tha bombs, smartass."
Soap tossed your garments to the back, flaring his nostrils with a darkened veil in his eyes as he spread your legs to take in the sight of your silken arousal. Moving onto his haunches with a deep inhale, his eyes rolling back as he took in the scent of your growing excitement.
“Mhmm. Could smell tha’ sweet pussy in th’re. An’ ya already so fuckin’ wet fer me, aren’t ya, bonnie?”
Words escaped you as he pushed two of his fingers inside your soaking heat, your eyes fluttering closed as he slowly pumped up to his knuckle, teasingly preparing you for what was to come. Unable to restrain your body’s reaction as your walls reflexively clenched around him.
“Donnae think I didn’t feel tha’. I know what ya need, lass. An’ m’gonna give it to ya.” Soap lured to you with a husky purr, your eyes fluttering open in response to take in the sight of him stroking himself through his jeans. His steely blue gaze boring into your soul as he effortlessly worked at the buckle of his belt. A throaty growl reverberating within him as he teasingly pushed the waist of his jeans below his hips to expose his painfully hardened cock.
"Johnny, I-" Your pleasured whimper was cut short as he throw his muscular frame on top of you, sealing his mouth over yours in a wet and desperately needy kiss. His strong hands gripping into the flesh of your thighs, guiding them around his waist as he teasingly pushed his throbbing erection into your moistened cunt. Filling you to the brim in one fluid thrust.
"Th's s'my home, bonnie. Right 'ere. B'tween yer legs an' deep in th's beautiful fuckin' pussy a 'yers."
Soap didn't give you time or air to respond as he encapsulated your mouth once more and immediately began pistoning himself into your core. The force of his thrusts wiping whatever thoughts and words out your mind, only focusing on the feel of him as he caged you against the backseat with his arms bent on either side of your head.
"Steamin' hell yer tight, lass." Soap growled into your lips, pressing his chest down into yours, keeping you still and allowing him full reign to pound his hardened length into your heat.
His bulbous tip kissing the flesh of your cervix with each forward thrust before pulling out almost entirely to only throw himself back into you once more. The continuous motion forcing your back to arch off the backseat, pushing your pelvis into his to stimulate the sensitive flesh of your clit.
Soap pulled his mouth away in repsonse to your shifting position, leaning forward to press his forehead into the crook of your neck. His hot breath cascading down your skin as he grunted and moaned with every subsequent thrust, his relentless pounding forcing you to grip into his shoulders to keep yourself stable beneath him.
"Johnny...Johnny..." you whispered softly against his temple. His name the only coherent word you could manage to let fall from your lips as your mind and body fell into the depths of his desperate and needy pleasure.
"Jus'...lemme 'ave th's, bonnie."
"Only g'nna need...an'ther minute.."
Soap's gasping breaths washed over the flesh of your neck, his voice rumbling within his throat like an otherworldly mixture of a growling whimper.
And the moment you felt his hips begin to falter, you pushed aisde your own pleasure in favor of reaching his. Only focusing on him. His needs. His desperate compulsion to always need to fill you and mark you as his own.
"C'mon, bonnie. Come for me."
You responded to his grunting demand by simply pressing your lips to the flesh of his temple. Wrapping your arms and legs around him tightly, letting him vigorously thrust his throbbing cock into your cunt until you felt the warmth of his release erupt deep inside you.
Soap's movements then halted all together. Burying himself into your heat as he rode out the relentless pulses of his climax.
Even within this impromptu moment, with him panting against your neck and you hunched beneath him in the backseat, there was always a certain level of intimacy that seemed to meld between you in the bliss of the afterglow. Cradling him in your arms as he slumped over in a limp and gasping mess.
"Fuckin hell, bonnie." He whispered, softly panting against your neck as he lightly pursed his lips against your neck.
"Jesus, Johnny. If I knew home ownership got ya this worked up, I'd it done years ago."
"Shut it, lass."
"Can't wait to see how hard ya get when I do my taxes."
Soap remained silent to your playful banter, responding only by continuing to kiss the curve of your neck as his body trembled, slowly coming down from the high of his release.
His mouth gently curled into a smile as he placed a series of gentle kisses up the nape of your neck. Chiding in once more to your jesting, his distinctive brogue thicker and more hoarse as he purred against your flesh.
"Won't 'ave ta, hen. Unless yer 'nta doin' a threesome."
"What?" You questioned, pulling him out of your neck to meet his steely blue gaze with a coitish smile.
"Uncle Sam already fucks ya in the ass, bonnie. It's the only time I'm yer designated sloppy side piece."
You can't hide the smile that emerged over your lips, pushing a piece of sweat ridden hair out of his eyes as you lovingly gaze up at him.
"Then I guess I'll be needing another down payment in advance. Just for good measure."
And of course, Soap obliges. Thrusting his still hardened cock deep into your core as he mutters those two words you love to hear.
"Yes, ma'am."
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