#like eyes of cows and stuff

[gingermintpepper]

U mention in 1 of ur tags that Poseidon has vitiligo? Could u tell us more about that pls?

Okay so, I saw this ask and went "oh man this is a wonderful opportunity to ramble about some of my design decisions for the Olympians" then I also, simultaneously went "This is also a perfect opportunity to doodle Poseidon" so I spent like, way too much time doing a dinky little doodle to show both what Poseidon's vitiligo looks like + what I generally envision his design to be like when he's on Olympus!

Of course, in true Ginger fashion, it's very messy but I think it gets the point across well enough! The big reason Poseidon has vitiligo (or why I've interpreted his skin as being speckled) is because well, as a horse/hippocampus (which is his actual preferred form) he has a piebald/pinto coat and the only way really to translate that onto a human-presenting form is some form of pigmentation disorder like vitiligo or leukoderma.

Poseidon, like almost every other Olympian (save for Apollo who has the most human-like appearance of them all) has multiple animal/mythical creature elements incorporated into his design/interpretation, many of these I've chosen to allude to what their 'truest' forms are like, for example Zeus' big bull horns because he was born a horned god or Aphrodite's feathered hair and talons because she is directly descended from Ouranos. Because gods are always changing and evolving as the world changes and evolves, these features of theirs can change to better match their current 'truest' self, but most deities, especially the older ones, tend to settle after a period of time and don't experience much drastic change. For my purposes, Poseidon was born with horse like features which he inherited from his mother including his striking piebald coat and his horse's ears, but he later acquired sea serpent traits such as his tail, sharp teeth and water-like hair after acquiring the domain of the Ocean and being forced to adapt very rapidly to his new environment.

Due to geneology and generational inheritance being such a major theme in my work, I chose to let that stand for the descendents of the gods as well! Humans naturally aren't born with coats and such, but many of Poseidon's children do end up having some form of leucism from minor things like Ancaeus' double coloured hair or Bellerophon's 'peeled' hands and feet (they were a lighter colour than the rest of his body) to much more intense expressions of the trait like Theseus' albinism or Triton's very unique speckling. It's rare for his human children to get an extreme expression of this trait due to humans just kind of having less melanin to work with compared to nymphs, spirits or animals, but it does happen from time to time.

[jtownraindancer]

oh damn ok

Burn Gorman starring as Richard Carter in Ransomed, 2023.

[slavhew]

had a weird nightmare last night. pic unrelated

[starlos-soulmate]

I'm back at my family's house for spring break, and I found a cow plush I kinda forgot I had. Naming her Star, any guesses as to why XD

[the-acid-pear]

Coincidentally "ohh doggy!" Is the same thing that comes to mind spotting you out in the wild of my dashboard

Don't have any fucking doggy reaction pics only kitty cat and horsey so have this crude edit. Wags my tail at this ^_^ correct reaction too. If you catch me around you gotta do a Tommy Wiseau and hit me with the oh hi doggy!. It's the morally correct choice.

[decembermoonskz]

soooo… uh anyways….

i love this man :)

[emmaspolaroid]

drawing transformed Okarun…. I am scared

[roughentumble]

you know it really isnt immoral, if you do it right, to raise cows and sheep for meat. so. well. i think there should be a story about, vampires who have a town of humans that they keep well-maintained, so long as the humans donate their blood once a month, like vampire blood farm stuff

but instead of antagonistic everyone's like. no he's a nice man you leave the count alone. he keeps us safe and cared for and he just needs a lil snack now and then, it dont hurt anyone. like a cow that loves the farmer and the farmer that loves the cow, even with both knowing one will end up on the other's table. because its like. its like. cows just have such pretty eyes, you know? they love you so much. i think it should be like that

[ulmus-spellook]

Votive offerings my beloveds

I'm not sure how to explain how much I love these things, these little guys people make and give to the gods.

[punxsutawneyfilth]

Not to be dramatic but if you put untagged eye horror on my dash I think you should die

[bunnis-monsters]

Sacrificial Heifer

Bull Hybrids x Cow Hybrid!Reader

Commissioned by: @yuriohoe04

WC: 1k

A/N: Only 2 more slots for my commissions rn! Make sure to get them while you can. Once my comms are closed I won’t be opening them again until all my comms are finished ^^

Warnings: dubcon, breeding, lactation, pregnancy, gangbang

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It had been a week since the farmer announced that you and your barn mates were ready to be bred for the first time.

At first, the lot of you were excited, some even ovulating and ready to breed. One of your friends had her tail lifted up, and it swayed softly as she sighed.

“Can’t you imagine it, being bred by a handsome bull? Do you think they’d want to settle and become mates?”

You rolled your eyes, swatting her thigh with your tail. “Not likely. Most bulls are just looking for a heifer to breed and toss aside for the next one. You’ll be lucky if they give you more than a few minutes of your time.”

An older cow had warned you many times that bulls liked to play with young heifers’ hearts, and that if you wanted to live a peaceful life on the farm, then you’d just breed and go about your day.

That’s what you told yourself out of fear of getting your heart broken… until the day finally came to breed.

All the other heifers were filling themselves up, brushing out their hair and tidying themselves up. The pheromones wafting through the barn were thick, almost stifling.

This all changed when the bulls walked in. They were big, bulky, and honestly? Terrifying.

They walked in with confidence, eyeing the new heifers with keen, sharp eyes that told you they were more than experienced when it came to breeding.

“Alright, who’s first?”

All the heifers shivered at the authoritative tone of voice. They had never been spoken to in such a way. The farmers they’ve had in the past had always been gentle, giving their bottoms hearty slaps as they herded them into the barn.

These bulls didn’t look like they even knew what the word gentle meant. They knew how to work with an inexperienced heifer, how to breed them into submission and stuff them full of cum.

You looked on with a mix of nervousness and curiosity. The bulls were definitely handsome, and despite their rough way of speaking, the way they tried their best to look a bit smaller told you that maybe they weren’t as bad as you had been told.

Before you could retreat to observe them from the back of the stall, you were shoved out into an open space, landing in the arms of one of the bulls.

“A volunteer. Cute one too.”

You yelped as your ass was groped, the bull squeezing it lightly before inspecting your face. “Little heifer, no need to be nervous. Gonna put a calf in you, alright?”

“Quite small, ain’t she?”

Another bull approached you from behind, lifting up your tail to get a better look at your fat ass. “Perfectly plump too. Got them child bearing hips… mmm…”

The feeling of a cock rubbing against your panties made your body freeze up. They both cooed at you, already able to sense your pheromones spiking. “Someone’s begging to be fucked silly, huh?”

One of the bulls traced circles over your clothed clit, laughing as you blubbered our half hearted pleas for them to let you go. “Hush, heifer. You’re soaking my hand, gotta breed that fat cunt of yours.”

Before long you were being hoisted up, a big fat cock pushing against your pussy. It was huge, and you were sure it would tear your body in two!

“Sure this little thing can take it?” another bull asked, this one playing with your clit as the other two bulls prepped your hole. “Smallest heifer in the herd I’ve seen so far…”

“She’ll take it.”

And with that, he rutted into you, stretching your fat pussy out as he bounced you on his cock. It was painful at first, tears prickling in the corners of your eyes, but your body was built for this. You were made to be bred by bulls, to get pregnant and produce milk and calves.

You felt your pussy gush as he fucked into you, biting into your shoulder. “That’s it, baby. Cream on my cock, lemme hear you cry out for me.”

You were passed around by the bulls, feeling so full and happy. As you were bent over and groped by another bull, you let out the prettiest of moans.

“God, that’s it, that’s a good heifer. Take my load, fuck…”

A bull took one of your nipples into his mouth, suckling as another mounted and bred you thoroughly. Before you were a virgin, and now you were being fucked by so many different cocks that you could barely think.

They rolled you onto your tummy, lifting your ass into the air and eating the cum out of your pussy, wanting to give you a nice and fresh creampie and hoping their’s would be the load to impregnate your fertile womb.

All the other heifer’s watched in awe and jealousy as the bulls kept their attention on you, unable to spare a second glance to the others. You were so cute, a small, chubby little heifer that was perfect for beating calves. How the hell were they supposed to breed anyone else when you were bouncing on their cocks?

By the end of the breeding session, your belly was distended, stuffed full of cum. None of the other heifers were bred because the bulls were way too busy doting on you after they all got a turn.

Now, as your belly began to swell with a calf and your tits got heavy and full, the bulls couldn’t help but cum all over and in you. Your pretty mouth and pussy was always keeping someone’s cock nice and warm.

Drinking milk from your fat and heavy tits was the best part of their day. They had to test your milk to make sure it was high quality… and they also just wanted to suck on your nipples.

After all, you were their perfect little breeding cow. None of the other heifers compared to you, none as sweet and soft and pretty. If anyone had a problem, they could take it up with the bulls.

You sat on your bed, being fed strawberries as your belly was massaged.

Maybe that older cow was wrong, because these bulls adored you with their entire heart… and you were excited to be thoroughly bred again once you gave birth.

You were a cow hybrid after all, and needed to produce lots of milk and calves. Being a breeding cow was your job…

And you were damn good at it.

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[unassumingtherizinosaur]

Sorry for furry-ifying them. Inner demons win this round.

[nightingale-prompts]

Danny adopts himself

It's a common joke in Gotham that Bruce Wayne will adopt any black-haired and blue-eyed traumatized boy he finds. So much so that even he leans into it. But he was completely shocked when Damian confronts him about having a new brother that he did not want.

Bruce could barely get a word in when the rest of the family arrived upset that they weren't told about getting another sibling after Damian texted the family group chat (for once).

Damian had encountered a boy around Drake's age moving stuff into what was an empty room. The room was now furnished top to bottom with glowing green lights, tapestries of stars, random artifacts, several telescopes, and model rockets.

He knew the moment he saw the black hair and blue eyes that his father had taken in another ward.

Apparently Bruce was the last the know about his new "son" who was currently rearranging furniture and asking to help Alfred with dinner.

Said dinner was an uncomfortable as Bruce was grilled by his kids on his addiction to adoption. Simultaneously they tried to get to know the new addition to the family.

It was easy to see that Damian didn't like Danny but it was equally easy to see that Danny could cow the boy like a border collie on a lamb. When Damian thew a dagger the teen caught it with one hand as it passed his face and then slid it across the table back to Damian.

"Try again. " Danny said "And this time don't aim to miss on purpose. If you want me dead you need to do better."

Damian put the knife away and huffed.

Tim and Danny hit it off almost instantly. The way they were able to bounce their thoughts back and forth made Tim believe that he found an equal.

Danny was able to understand Cassie immediately with just look in eachothers eyes like he was reading her mind but not in a creepy way.

Jason of course noticed the strange energy in the air around the kid. It was soothing. Like lavender wafting in the air. Well lavender for everyone else for him it was like opium. His eyes felt heavy like he had eaten a handful of poppy seeds. At the same time he felt full, like he had eating a full meal after starving for a week.

Whatever it is Damian was feeling it too. The demon looked even more his age as he rubbed his eyes and yawned. The crease in his brow gone.

Duke on the other hand was more on edge as his eyes flickered towards Danny before looking away. He had something he wanted to ask about the glowing boy but since no one can see it or just isn't saying anything he will keep quiet for now.

Next was Barbara who teased the new kid.

"So how do you like your new family? Ready to be the new robin?" She asked.

"Im robin." Damian mumbled groggily.

The others were waiting for Damian to finally fall asleep and glared at one another in a challenge to be the one to pick up Damian and put him to bed. Dick was winning.

Speaking of Dick, as expected he was off the wall excited to learn more about his new little brother. He wanted the full story as to why Bruce took him in. He could almost certainly guess it was because of a tragic situation and Dick was already ready to handle it as the greatest big brother ever and he wasn't sharing the title no matter what Barbara said. Even if she was Stephanie's favorite.

Bruce cleared his throat and the table went silent. "So, Danny. Where exactly did you come from? Why are you here? And how did you know who I am?"

Everyone went white. Did they all just risk their identities believing that Danny was a new Robin? Why didn't Bruce say something? Not even a signal for the protocol they would use.

Danny frowned looking a bit hurt.

"What do you mean, Bruce? You said you owed me. You said you'd give me anything I wanted if saved your son. I even helped you get back home when you got lost in time." Danny huffed feeling betrayed.

The table went silent.

Bruce made a few calculations in his brain before something must have come to mind. "I lost my memory for a bit so I need a bit of proof."

Danny placed a batarang on the table. The batarang had an engraving on it in a code that only Bruce knew.

"You told me to show this to Alfred when I came. We had a deal, Bruce. You promised me whatever I wanted." Danny huffed clearly insulted.

Just like Danny had said the code was the one Bruce had made. However this code wasn't a promise to grant a favor but to welcome someone new to the family. Past Bruce must have had plans to take the boy in but told Danny something else to lure him here.

Bruce recognized that everyone was right and he has a problem now that he's looking at it like this.

[blueberrisdove-sideblog]

Hii im so glad to see your rq open again!! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

Can you write a something for amphoreus men (add some of your favorites if you want or can) with a reader that is small chested, please? 🤍

SMALL CHEST GIRLS ARE WAY BETTER!

✧ paring : mydei, phainon, anaxa, aglaea x fem!reader (separate)

✧ tws : nsfw/smut, boob obsessed men, nipple sucking, spanking, scissoring, creampie (vaginal), mentions of reader drooling, tit play, cow girl (anaxa), doggy style (phainon) and other stuff! mdni.

－ 𝐌𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐒!

He always looked at you like he was on the edge of something dangerous.

Even now, with your back arched and legs trembling on either side of his hips, Mydei’s golden eyes never left your face. Not even once. He watched the way your mouth parted, how your brows pulled together when he rolled his hips forward, slow and heavy. You felt every inch of him. Every thick, deliberate thrust of his cock as it dragged deep inside your wet pussy, stretching you open like you were made to take it—and nothing else.

You choked out a sound, a broken moan as your body tightened around him.

“M-Mydei—ah—too deep, I c-can’t—!”

“Yes you can,” he snarled, voice shaking with restraint. “You’re going to. You’re going to take it, every fucking drop. Look at how your pussy’s swallowing me. You were made for this. For me.”

You whined, eyes fluttering shut, but his hand suddenly gripped your jaw—rough, but not cruel—and forced your gaze up to his.

“No,” he hissed. “Look at me. I want to watch your face while I fill this greedy little cunt. You want it, don’t you?”

“I—I do,” you whispered, tears clinging to your lashes. “I want it. I want your cock.”

“Louder.”

“I want your cock, Mydei! F-fuck, please—just fuck me.”

A sound rumbled in his chest, low and dangerous, and he slammed into you harder. Your entire body jolted with each thrust, your small chest bouncing under him, nipples stiff and begging for attention. He saw it—of course he saw it—and a dark, wicked smirk curved his lips as he leaned down. Without slowing, he latched onto one of your nipples, tongue hot and rough as it circled the sensitive bud before he bit—light, but just enough to make your back arch off the bed with a sharp gasp.

“Mydei!” you cried out, voice cracking.

His free hand came up and squeezed your other tit, thumb rubbing over your nipple until you squirmed under him, legs tightening around his waist.

“Too small to hide from me,” he growled against your chest, dragging his teeth across your skin.

He did just that—switching to your other nipple, licking and sucking while his cock continued pounding into you, filling your pussy over and over with heavy thrusts that made your eyes roll back. Every time he pulled back, you felt the drag of his thick shaft against your walls, felt the way your cunt tried to cling to him, desperate to keep him inside.

Your head was spinning. The heat building low in your stomach had already crested once, but he hadn’t stopped after your first orgasm—he barely let you breathe.

“You feel that?” he muttered, lips brushing your ear. “That’s your body begging to be bred. Look at how tight you get when I say it.”

You whimpered, breath shuddering as your cunt clenched around him again.

“Y-You’re gonna cum in me?” you asked, voice soft, dazed, filled with need.

He slammed into you hard, groaning as your pussy squeezed him again, greedy and soaked.

“Damn right I am. You’re not walking out of this bed until I’ve filled this pussy. I want it leaking out of you. Want to see my cum dripping down your thighs while you're crying from how full you are.”

The words sent a fresh wave of heat over your skin, shame and desire tangled together in the tight ball of need coiling in your belly. You whimpered, burying your face in his shoulder, body shaking as he fucked you through another orgasm.

“Please,” you sobbed, “I want it, I want you to cum inside—please, please—!”

And that was it. Mydei let out a sound that was somewhere between a growl and a groan, deep and guttural, as he drove into you one last time, burying himself to the hilt. His cock throbbed inside your pussy, thick spurts of cum spilling into you with each pulse. You felt it—hot, heavy, filling you deep—and you cried out his name, clinging to him like you’d fall apart without him.

He didn’t pull out.

He stayed there, locked inside you, one arm tight around your waist as if he was afraid you’d vanish. His other hand slid up to cup your breast again, thumb softly brushing over your overstimulated nipple while he kissed your temple.

“I’m not done,” he murmured against your skin, breath still heavy. “Not till you’re full. Not till I see it dripping out of this sweet pussy.”

You whined beneath him, trembling, already overwhelmed—but the look in his eyes promised more.

And you knew Mydei always kept his promises.

－𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐍!

Phainon didn’t need to speak to make you tremble. He only needed to look. Those piercing blue eyes pinned you down harder than any grip ever could, calm and cold, but burning underneath. As if he’d already decided you belonged to him long before you even knew his name.

And when he said, “Climb on,” voice low, almost a whisper—you did. You didn’t even think. You moved without hesitation, straddling his hips, thighs shaking slightly as you stared down at him. Phainon’s chest rose and fell with slow, deliberate breaths, but his cock, thick and flushed and resting against his stomach, was already hard for you.

You hesitated.

His hands came to your waist, fingers wrapping around you with a firmness that made you feel small—fragile even—under his strength. His thumbs brushed your skin.

“I want to watch,” he murmured, blue eyes locked on yours. “I want to see how your pussy swallows my fingers… then my cock.”

You let out a quiet, shaky breath, and his hand slid down. His fingers were deceptively gentle at first, brushing along your folds—already soaked from anticipation—before he dipped two fingers inside your cunt.

You gasped, knees twitching around his hips.

“P-Phainon—”

“Shh,” he said, leaning up just enough to kiss your chest. “You’re dripping for me. I barely touched you.”

He curled his fingers, and your whole body jolted. He knew exactly where to press, exactly how to angle, like he’d memorized you already. Your walls clung to his fingers so tightly, greedy and slick, and he watched—unblinking—his mouth now trailing lower, brushing your skin with every breath.

You felt his lips close around one of your nipples.

“Ah—!” you whimpered, bucking your hips against his hand.

His mouth was warm, wet, and perfect—sucking your nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue across it as his fingers kept working your pussy. Your chest was small, but he gave it attention like it was the most precious thing in the world, tongue swirling, lips tugging, fingers pinching your other nipple while his hand stayed buried deep inside your cunt.

You could feel yourself unraveling, your thighs twitching, your voice cracking with every whine, every gasp that fell from your lips.

And when you clenched hard around his fingers, your orgasm spilling over, he only murmured one thing against your chest:

“You’re going to do it again. But on my cock this time.”

Your body was still shaking, your cunt fluttering from the aftershocks when he pulled his fingers out and guided the head of his cock to your entrance. His grip was unyielding, holding you in place as he rubbed the thick tip along your soaked slit, pressing gently—teasing, letting your own weight do the work.

“Look at me,” he said softly.

You did.

You looked at his pretty face.

And you sank down.

It was slow—achingly so—but he didn’t rush you. He held you firm while your pussy stretched wide around his cock, inch by inch, until he was fully inside, your ass flush against his thighs. You whimpered, hands planted on his chest, nails digging into his skin as your cunt pulsed helplessly around the length of him.

“So tight,” he whispered. “You were made for me.”

He moved his hands from your waist to your chest, cupping your tits again. His thumbs rolled over your nipples as you started to ride him, slow at first, then faster, each bounce making you cry out softly, your tits jolting under his touch.

“You like this, don’t you?” he said, voice breathy now, strained. “Look at how your pussy’s sucking me in. You want me to cum in you, (name)? You want me to breed you?”

Your head dropped forward, eyes squeezed shut, voice shaking.

“Y-Yes… please… I want it—I want you to fill me, Phainon—”

He groaned low in his throat, pulling your chest to his mouth again, tongue lapping at your nipple while you bounced harder, your slick thighs slapping against his as the room filled with the sound of skin and breath and desperation.

And then he grabbed your waist, slammed you down one last time, and held you there.

You felt it.

The way his cock pulsed deep inside you. The thick warmth of his cum flooding your pussy. Your body quivered as your orgasm broke again, your voice cracking with the force of it.

“I’m not pulling out,” he whispered against your skin, still softly sucking your nipple. “You’ll sit right here until it’s dripping out of you. Until you’re full.”

You nodded, tears in your lashes, dazed and breathless.

And his blue eyes never looked away.

－ 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐗𝐀!

Anaxa’s hand gripped your hip with the kind of precision that left no room for escape. His touch was rough—too rough, as he pulled you into position, kneeling before him with your back arched and your ass presented just the way he wanted. You could feel the heat of him behind you, the weight of his desire pressing against your back, his breath hot on your skin.

He didn’t need to say a word for you to know what he wanted. His fingers slid between your legs, tracing your folds, feeling how wet you were for him, how eager your pussy was to be claimed again. The touch was slow—deliberate, torturous as he teased your entrance, his thumb circling over your clit.

“Anaxa,” you moaned, hips shifting, searching for more. “Please…”

“Please what, darling?” His voice was quiet, but there was an edge to it, a command that made you shiver. “Tell me what you want.”

You couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“I want you inside me. I want you to fill me.”

He gave a low, approving sound before pulling his fingers away and positioning himself behind you. The head of his cock teased your entrance, pressing just enough to make you ache with want. He didn’t give you time to adjust. Instead, he thrust forward in one smooth motion, his cock burying itself deep in your pussy, making you gasp as the stretch hit all the right places.

He didn’t pause. He began moving, slow at first, until the weight of each thrust had your body rocking forward, your hands braced against the bed as your ass jutted back to meet his every push.

“Such a good girl,” Anaxa growled, his hands moving to your waist, holding you still as he picked up the pace. “Taking me so well. Just like this, huh? You were made for me.”

His words sent a shiver through your spine, and you moaned, desperate for more. Your pussy clenched around him, your body trembling with each deep stroke.

Your breath hitched as you felt his cock hit that sweet spot inside you again, the one that made your whole body quiver. Each thrust was deeper, harder, and you couldn’t help but let out a string of moans, your body pushing back to meet him with every movement.

“Yes, Anaxa,” you whimpered, voice thick with need. “I want it. Fill me. Breed me.”

He growled in response, his hand moving to your hair, tugging your head back so your body arched even further. His cock slammed into you, again and again, each thrust harder than the last, until you were crying out, your pussy clenching around him in a desperate attempt to keep him inside.

“Good girl,” he murmured, his voice rough. “I’m going to breed you. I’m going to make sure you’re carrying my seed, darling. You’ll never forget this.”

His words sent a fresh wave of heat flooding your core. You could feel the pressure building inside you, your body close to the edge. The intensity of his thrusts, the sound of his voice in your ear, the feel of him so deep inside—it all built up until you were trembling, your orgasm crashing over you in waves.

He groaned behind you, his cock twitching as he buried himself deep one final time, spilling into you. You felt the warmth of him filling you, his cum flooding your pussy as he held you in place, his hand gripping your waist firmly.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered, voice softening as he slowly pulled out, leaving you feeling empty—but full at the same time, his seed dripping from you. “You’ll always be mine.”

－𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐄𝐀!

Aglaea's hands caressed your waist as if she were handling glass—so careful, so reverent. Her touch always made you squirm, not from discomfort, but from the slow burn that bloomed beneath your skin. She looked down at you now, golden eyes half-lidded, smile lazy and teasing.

"You’re so small," she murmured, voice thick with lust, a soft chuckle leaving her lips as she brushed her fingers along the sides of your breasts. “Cute little thing. Barely even fill my palms…”

You flushed, heart fluttering as her thumbs circled your nipples. She always teased you about your size, but somehow it never felt cruel—just possessive. Admiring. Like she liked having something delicate to play with.

You reached up shyly, your hands cupping her chest in return. The difference made your breath hitch—her breasts were full, heavy in your hands, her skin soft and flushed from arousal. She smirked when she noticed your dazed look.

"Want to feel more?" she whispered, lowering herself so her body pressed against yours, the heat of her chest spilling over your own. Your nipples brushed, hers so much fuller and sensitive, the contrast making your head spin.

You moaned softly as her thigh slotted between yours, grinding slow, patient circles into your cunt. The slick heat between your legs had already started to build, and you were desperate for more—more of her, more skin, more pressure.

Aglaea’s fingers slid down, guiding your legs open with gentle insistence. She settled herself between them, her soaked pussy dragging against yours as she began to move—slow and fluid at first, her lips catching yours in a breathless kiss.

Your thighs trembled as your clits aligned, the friction driving sharp, needy shocks through your core. She moved with purpose, her hips rolling as her breasts swayed with the motion, occasionally brushing against your chest just to make you gasp.

"You feel that, baby?" she moaned, voice thick. "That pretty little pussy rubbing mine raw?"

You whimpered, nodding, completely overwhelmed by the way her body moved against yours—so confident, so in control, her slick mixing with yours, dripping down your thighs as she rutted harder. The wet sounds grew louder, and you found your fingers digging into her back, clinging to her as your orgasm built fast.

"That’s it," she growled, breath hot against your neck, her hand grabbing one of yours and guiding it to her tits, making you squeeze. "Come on, use me—let me fuck you until you cum, sweet girl."

Your hips bucked, desperate for more pressure, and she gave it to you—grinding deeper, faster, clits swollen and soaked, your pussy trembling against hers. When your orgasm finally hit, you cried out, voice breaking, eyes rolling back as your whole body tensed and quaked beneath her.

Aglaea came just after, hips jerking as she gasped against your ear, grinding out her high against your slick folds. The heat, the pressure, the closeness—it all blurred into one dizzy, aching climax.

She collapsed on top of you after, breathing hard, her breasts pillowing against your chest.

"Still think small boobs aren't sexy?" you whispered, teasing.

She grinned, breathless. "You make me cum like that again, and I’ll worship yours every night."

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[d3stinyist1red]

out of everyone on yandere town, yan cowboy is definitely my favourite <3

YESSS IKR HES SO CUTESYY

yan cowboy who wants you to ride him badly

yan cowboy who first meets you when you stumble upon his farm, literally the cows were gonna jump ur ass until he popped up

"hey there, sweets! What'cha doin' around here?" He asks, looking at you with a tilted head as he pat the cow's head. "U-uh, sorry i just-" you got interrupted by the cowboy laughing at ya.

"ma, why do you seem so nervous? It's alright!" He said grinning down at you, he wraps an arm around your shoulder and introduces himself.

yan cowboy who is now ur buddy, talking to you every second of his fucking day like damn lil bro chill

yan cowboy who you began seeing everyday, coincidences piling up. No matter where you went, he was there, lingering just at the edge of your vision.

yan cowboy who wants you to ride with him and his horse everyday, holding onto your waist as he leads the horse on where to go, your back to his front, slowly rubbing himself against you.

yan cowboy who is a possessive and jealous freak. Any interaction you have with others, specifically other men, makes his jaw clench and his eyes narrow. He might not say anything at first, but you’ll notice how quiet he has gotten.

yan cowboy who confronts you about the man you were hanging out with earliar

"Hey darlin', what was that man tellin' you? Why were you talkin' to him? Do you think hes better than me? Sweets, im sorry. Darlin' lets talk about this, okay?"

"boy i literally just asked him wheres the nearest wingstop"

"why? are you hungry? Because I have some meat for you could eat-"

yan cowboy who makes you the center of his world, if you dont talk to him hes GONNA AND WILL have a bad day, grumpy and pissed off until you talk to him

yan cowboy who has a garden his mother owns, and always gives you flowers, your favorite ones

yan cowboy who literally every woman wants bc hes fine asf, strong, and BRO HES SWEET TOO LIKE HELLO??? but he only needs you. Whenever hes talking with another woman, he always drifts his eyes away from her to try to find you, not paying attention to whatever the woman was saying

yan cowboy who literallys gets so hard whenever he sees you bend down to get some strawberries you planted, already knowing he was gonna fist himself inside his car

yan cowboy who always gives you handwritten notes

"hello n/n! I might not be able to see you today because of my mother telling me ive been slacking off since ive been leaving early from farming. But darling, you know I can't stay away from you for so long! I need to see you! Anyway baby, I left you some cash, treat yourself, aight babes? - Your lovely cowboy <3"

yan cowboy who sees you growing some plants in the hot sun and immediatly panics, he runs over to you with an umbrella. A UMBRELLA BRO

"darlin'! Its so hot out here for you to be outside! Come inside, love!"

"bro ive only been outside for 3 minutes"

"3 minutes too long! Now cmon and rest! Ill do the work, lovely!"

yan cowboy who helps you when you barely started growing plants and stuff, guiding you with his hands ontop of yours, his chin on your shoulder.

yan cowboy who sees you carrying a heavy bale of hay, and immediately scolds you

You wipe the sweat from your brow as you lift the bale of hay, determined to carry your weight on the farm. Your cowboy always helps you with everything like bro i could be independent too hoe. You’ve seen him do this like a thousand times, and you’re confident you can handle it too bc ur a bad bitch period

But before you can take more than a few steps, a shadow falls over you, and you feel a firm hand on your arm. You glance up, and lowkey you were scared it was gonna be schoolboy69 lowkey but nah their infront of you was your cowboy, eyes narrowed in a mix of worry and frustration. He was practically glaring at you, mad that you picked up something without his help, even if you picked up something as heavy as a bag of cookies he would be mad and see red like alpha dawg sigma 4000

“What do you think you’re doin’, darlin’?” His voice is low, but you still heard the irritation in his voice.

“I’m just helping out,” you say, trying to brush it off as no big deal. “It’s just a bale of hay, I'll can handle it.” You said shrugging, about to walk past him until you felt the heavy hay get off your shoulders in a quick manner.

that lil bitch took the hay and walked away but not before blowing u a kiss and saying "i love u n/n, get ready for tonight bc imma need u to blow my back OUT-"

yan cowboy who always is complimenting you, doesnt even matter if your in ur christmas pjs from 2016 he will say "id lowkey eat you out in that"

yan cowboy who is ur obsessed boy who luvs you more than he should<3

yan cowboy who is ur such cowboy who couldnt be more lucky to have you with him! <333

GUYS IM BACK FROM THE DEAD BITCHESSS

GUYS YALL COULD SEND REQUESTS BUT ITS GONNA TAKE A LITTLE BIT BC IM STILL WORKING ON OTHER DRAFTS LIKE THESE

GUYS WHO HAS YAN WINDERBREAKER MANHWA BOOKS PLS I NEED JAY JO AND OWEN

[suiana]

yandere! duck hybrid who's in love with his pretty little cow hybrid (you) ☹️☹️☹️ he's smaller than you and just oh so adorable! round glittery eyes full of nothing but love and adoration for you.

he knows it's uncommon. i mean, a cow and a duck? who could ever expect this? he doesn't care though. so what if you're of a different species and bigger than him? he loves the size difference! you also make for the best pillow with how soft and cuddly you are!

friends..? oh... right, you don't like him that way. and he's pretty sure you're oblivious to his affections too. whatever. it doesn't matter! as long as you two can be together forever! friends or mates!

lately though, he's been getting more... agressive towards others. to you he's the same as ever, just more... touchy? no, you think he's taken some drugs. you're sure of it. you think you've heard him mention something about mating or heats but you're not really sure. must not be related to him at all.

but yeah! he's getting all weird and stuff! like just imagine your confusion when this ducky friend of yours starts waddling around you, bobbing his head up and down, dressed in colourful feathers while dancing. what's this? is he okay? genuinely?

he won't even explain anything too! just stare at you with that usual lovesick expression and pout his lips when you merely smile at him and go back to eating your grass.

that's why he takes out his anger on others. ugh, if you won't accept his courting he'll just have to prevent others from courting you. what? he has sharp nails for a reason 😒

for now... he guesses he'll just wait until you understand that he's trying to court you- huh? just tell you that he wants you as his mate? no way! that's too straight forward! besides, what if you reject him? he won't be able to survive that y'know.

... don't judge him! he's just a duck ☹️