#sheeep

[ezura-knightshade]

You can love something and also enjoy eating it.

I have been a sheep caretaker for like two days and already I'm like. Wow. I get it.

I get why these were some of the earliest mammals to ever be domesticated. They look up to humans with this sort of dumb but all at once innocent and pure and trusting expression. They're happy to see you. They follow you around. They like to be rubbed under their chins. Maybe its just some latent Scottish highland shepherd DNA I still have in me but I look at my sheep charges and suddenly I see why the love of God for humanity is so often described as a shepherd and his sheep. I'd fight a wolf for these guys. I'd go way the Hell out of my way for them. I'd carry their young for miles on my own back.

[bmp-cat]

Non-binary Flag Sheep

[perroulisses]

Sheep mf dump

ft. outis

[yotsuba-smiles]

[0honeybones0]

SHEEEP COOKING! RAHHHHHHH!

Everything in this post shows what i love Jamil's character and the oc x Jamil in general; the shame, the doubt, all link towards the surname Viper, the question of worth was presented in his youth and the response he got was a telling silence of the situation he continues to live, that twisted how he sees himself and those around him.

But when he asked the question again after probably losing up his walls, he received telling actions by the OCS.

IM JUST.... ASASPJCA JAMIL YOU DESERVED TO BE LOVED JAMIL

Nighttime Pondering (Part One)

Hello ♡ I told my friend @offorestsongs that I would write the fluffiest thing I could think of, fluffy enough to make him fall in love with his favorite character all over again! I decided to write something not only for him, but for some of my other mutuals as well ♡ Please note that no pronouns are used for the Reader! Enjoy ♡

Featured characters: Rook, Ruggie, Jamil

Scenario Introduction:

He loves you, adores you more than anything in the world. He makes you feel safe, loved, and protected. On nights when he's busy, coming home to see your sleeping figure instantly brings him a sense of peace. His body relaxes, his mind clears, and his focus is entirely on you.

The peaceful look on your face, moonlight coming through the curtains illuminating your figure. The slow rise and fall of your chest, the sound of your breath breaking the silence of the night. He loves these moments more than anything, more than you'd ever know. So he lays there beside you, watching with adoration as his thoughts consume him, thinking just how lucky he was to have you ♡

Rook Hunt (@offorestsongs)

♡ Adoration, devotion ♡

He's careful as he enters the room, doing his best to leave you undisturbed. Like a hunter stalking his prey he's silent, quietly making his way to the bed. He changes slowly, putting on his pajamas while taking peaks of your face, looking over his shoulder with a smile.

Instead of joining you in bed, he walks over to your side, sitting on his knees on the floor. He gazes at your features fondly, gently moving stray pieces of hair from your face. You looked so relaxed, so serene, like a work of art come to life. His elbows rest on the bed as he leans closer, looking down at you in adoration. He could hardly believe he was yours, running his hand gently down your cheek. His thumb brushes against your features, as if he were tracing them, committing each one to memory.

If he wasn't careful, he'd spend the night staring at you rather than sleeping, something you've scolded him about in the past. He couldn't help it though, placing a hand on your chest to feel the gentle beat of your heart. It was calm under his palm, a beautiful beat that he adored, just as beautiful as you.

He takes a few minutes more savoring it, the sight of you only he gets to see, the heart that cares for him as much as it beats. Reluctantly he gets up, moving to the other side to get into bed. His arms circle your waist, legs tangling with yours as his face presses against your hair. His hand finds yours, fingers slotting together like a puzzle, like it was meant to be. He can smell your shampoo, the body wash you're fond of, a scent that's distinctly you. He savors it as his eyes close, already picturing what the morning would be like. Waking up to see you lying there, your eyes half lidded as you greeted him drowsily.

He couldn't wait to see it ♡

Ruggie Bucchi (@midnightmah07, @nicoliharu)

♡ Restless, too good to be true ♡

He enters the room with a yawn, exhausted after a long day's work. Working multiple jobs is never easy, the paychecks he'll get in return being his sole motivation. There was a sense of satisfaction that came with hard work, yet no matter how much money he made, it was never enough. It would never be enough, at least to him.

Not until he can give himself, his grandmother, the kids back home, and you... a better life. He looks toward where you were in bed, fast asleep in his worn sheets. It was hard to believe you fell for him at times, that you even loved him at all, hidden insecurities plaguing his mind.

He knew he wasn't the best boyfriend, unable to spoil you with gifts or fancy dates. He worked all the time in the hopes of making money, or took things whenever the opportunity arises. Yet, you stayed with him, even when he teased and stole your belongings, longing to catch your eye.

It made him feel restless, knowing you were too good to be true. That you were too good for him, far more valuable than anything he's ever had. How many people have you rejected, just to be with him? People who could shower you with love, with devotion and time. Yet here you were with a hyena from the slums, who couldn't give you the life you deserve...

He shakes the thought from his mind, refusing to let it linger. The important thing was that you chose him, him, out of everyone else. And while his money was limited, he gave you what he could, willing to share whatever he had. Finally he moved to join you in bed, taking a moment to make himself comfortable.

That was his love, his devotion, he gave it all to you. He turned to look at you more closely, grinning at the silly expression on your face. You were completely relaxed, deep in sleep without a care in the world. Wearing the comfortable pajamas you loved so much, your hair sticking up around your pillow. And yet you couldn't have looked more lovely to Ruggie, the hyena pulling you into his arms, pressing a kiss to your temple.

You were worth more than any amount of money, any treasure, anything he could ever own ♡

Jamil Viper (@crystallizsch, @anbaisai, @viperbunnies, @cheerleaderman, @0honeybones0, @fell-e)

♡ Indulgence, allowing himself to be selfish ♡

He enters the room with a sigh, letting the quiet of the night wash over him. He was glad to be alone now, or at least, with his thoughts, gazing at you from across the room. It was hard to make out your expression from where he stood, your face resting on one of the pillows scattered on his bed. You looked comfortable, curled up in the blankets as you slept peacefully.

Walking closer he realizes you're wearing one of his sweaters, his heart picking up at the sight. Though he would never say it, his clothes suited you, enjoying whenever you would wear something that was his. It was as if you were showing him off, like you were proud to be his, proud to be with a Viper.

He uses his magic to take down his hair, careful not to disturb you as he did his nightly routine. It was a shame he's been so busy recently, unable to do your hair like he used to. While he wouldn't do it often, he enjoyed the intimacy of it, using his hands to carefully put your hair up. Whether it be with a braid, or a bun, or a ponytail. Just being able to do something for you, something he could easily brush off if needed.

He constantly fought with his feelings for you, wanting to deny them and yet... longing to indulge himself, to be selfish just this once. But habits are hard to break, and while you were together, he still found himself pushing his feelings away, unable to fully give himself to you.

Just how long were you willing to put up with this? This dance he did, pulling you in while moving back, leaving you right where you were before. He walked over to where you lay, gazing down at you in his pajamas. If you were awake, you would see the conflict in his eyes, the longing he tried to mask.

You were his and yet... you weren't, were you? Not really, not until he let himself have this. Let himself have these feelings, this love he refused to call love, this longing he tried to push down. He rests his hand on your cheek, soaking in the softness of your features.

Here in the dark, while you rested unaware, he let's his feelings wash over him, the eyes of others no longer resting on his back. His affection, his adoration, his love and longing for you.

He stares at your face and he indulges, tracing your features, pressing a kiss to your brow. There was no one better suited for you than him, no one who could love you as much. So stay with him, won't you? Even when he pushes, and denies, and distances himself.

There is no one for him but you, no one he wants but you.

It will always be you ♡

I hope you enjoyed! ♡ I broke this up into parts since it was getting long lol ♡

Part two will have Jack (for @skriblee-ksk), Azul (for @oya-oya-okay), and Lilia (cause I had an idea for him lol ♡) There may also be a part three depending on how people enjoy this idea ♡

Thank you! ♡

[placeapuppyinmyhair]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 for the follower celebration! top 5 female charactersss (congrats btw)

sorry im responding so late omg

1. INEJ GHAFAAA

2. pip fitz amobi

3. daisy jones/ karen sirko (cant decide lol)

4. max mayfield/ robin buckley

5.jude duarte/ evelyn hugo

[artistakai]

PERIDOT IS A SHEEEP‼️‼️‼️💔💔

[theninjasheeep]

Leaving my on going Pokkopiku fics in the wild 🥰

My on going Pokkopiku fics

‘A Hope I Locked Away’ or Eyepatch!Porco

Summary: Upon waking up all alone and injured after the Rumbling, Porco must find a way to return home, to her.

First posted:✨January 23, 2022✨

If you use the name Eyepatch Porco, please mention and credit @imjustsomebodyelse (imjustsomebody3 on Twitter) since that’s how she named her Porco lived AU in ✨September 2021✨.

https://twitter.com/i/events/1438848637723979777?s=21&t=UDn_HlQiNEqRwG_0gzlr0g

'Tell me and I forget, teach me and I remember' or TMTM

Summary: Pokkopiku alternate-band AU. Porco is a producer, Pieck is a singer and songwriter, they met working on Marcel’s solo album.

First posted:✨April 19 2021✨

[the-pale-chancellor]

Strahdtober 2024 - Barovian Fashion promt feat. @sheeepe 's all-time favourite Bard Gabrielle

[icysharkk]

sheeeps :3

[usagisvpremcy]

sheeep

[jaymerrickscamera]

baaaaaaaaa

heheehehee sheeep :33

[t4tails]

WHEN NIIIGHT COMES CREEEEEPING my cruel hand will rock you to sleep!! IM THE AMERICAN NIGHTMARE with AMERICAN DREAMS of counting the bodies while you count sheeep im the american nightmare YEAH IM LIVIN THE DREAM! im slashin my way through the golden age of the silver scream

[polwarth]

sheeep

[saenora]

Ok pls don't hate me buuuuttt the first time I saw Ran with his silly lil braids I made so much fun of him 😭 Like, I would say stuff like he's an innocent village girl from the alpine mountains and not a fearsome gangster. But just like most of my blorbos I kinda fell in love with him over time and was DEVISTATED when I saw his short hair jsndks

Same thing with Baji tho

I HAVE A SHEEEP VILLAGE SHEPRED FRAWING IF RAN!! ITS MY FAV DRAWING OF HIMSHJDJE!!! I LOVEE HIS BRAIDS SM 🥹🥹

THE SHORT HAIR WHEW.. OH LORD BLESSED...

[skyland2703]

ITS SHAUN THE SHEEP

It’s shAUN THE SHEEEP

ShaUN THE SHEEP

SHAUN ThE SHEEP

ITS SHAUN THE SheEP