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cockhungrycatboy · 8 months
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fuck me while im sleeping so i wake up with your cock pounding into me and involuntarily making the dirtiest fucking noises until you cum inside me
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marukfe · 3 months
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Girlhood spectrum rain world edition heck yea
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hdra77 · 19 days
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cycle 9 catboy pebbles! 100 pebbles is back!!yeah i just took a break for a while and i still am but i wont forget this silly challenge i came up with he boops you now! also i was not expecting to get shoved with 99+ boop notifs guys oh my god
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gabessquishytum · 12 days
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Thinking about warprize cat!dream having king cow!Hob's bigheaded baby.
Cats do tend to hide when it's their time is it not? So I imagined Dream slinking (waddling) through the corridors when he feels the first twinge, and suddenly he feels like he has to press close to the wall. Everything is just so vast and open, TOO vast and open, and it makes him extremely uncomfortable. Cow architecture is made to fit many people at once because they're extremely sociable, high ceilings, big rooms, big windows, big everything. Dream feels slightly nauseous, even if it didn't bother him before.
So he hurries through the castle, searching for something, not quite knowing himself for what exactly, when he gets closer to the servants areas and happens upon the first (huge, built-in) linen closet.
In the blink of an eye, Dream is inside and curled up. It's narrow, dark, soft, and smells good, and the best thing is that nobody's around.
This changes of course when, a few hours later, the contractions get worse and he can't keep quiet anymore. Also the whole castle is searching for him because he just kinda vanished.
The first poor servant who tries to open the closet gets their face full of claws. The light hurts Dream's eyes (and he's hurting enough already, thank you) and also he needs to be safe.
Through the haze and his own pained sounds Dream can hear more people arrive and then leave again, and then there's a soft, soothing voice, reassuring him that nobody's gonna disturb him, that that is gonna be okay.
It's Hob. Hob sits himself in front of the closet and keeps watch, and talks the whole time to keep Dream grounded (and has a hard time not opening the doors himself with all the sounds coming out).
He's rewarded when, after a particularly nasty hour of screaming, he's tugged into the closet by a weak paw, the doors shutting behind him.
His eyes have a hard time adjusting to the dark and the air is thick with the smell of amniotic fluid and sweat and blood, and then something squirming and slimy and warm is pressed into his arms. Hob's entire existence screeches to a halt the first time their child drinks from him.
He's kinda lost to the world, cradling them in one arm, Dream in the other, half asleep and drinking from his other teat.
That's probably why, when someone tentatively tries to open the closet again, he decidedly shoves it closed again with his foot.
(The linens are kinda ruined, tho. But that's a price Hob is absolutely willing to pay.)
(🦒 anon was kind enough to let me know that this one came from them!)
I absolutely adore this idea. And God do I feel bad for Dream. However many months of carrying Hob’s huge baby have truly done a number on him already, and he's so ready to not be pregnant!!!! He'd dearly love to be back in the cat kingdom now. They tend to set up special nooks and crannies like catperson sized cardboard boxes for their pregnant individuals to retreat to when the time comes. Cat midwifes are also very "hands off" - nobody interferes unless there's a serious problem. To be honest, Dream wouldn't mind a helping hand just to haul the baby out by it's adorable little horns. But he knows that it's best to let nature take its course.
The labour is worth it in the end, because the baby is perfect. Dream even finds himself thinking that another one wouldn't be so bad. The sight of their little one suckling enthusiastically from Hob is truly one that Dream will never forget (and he is very grateful that his husband is a portable source of milk, because he really needs it right now).
Hob finally emerges from the closet hours later with the baby latched on firmly to his teat, and a very exhausted Dream wrapped around him like a deflated serpent. At this point he's thinking that they'll just remodel the closet into a birthing suite... because the way Dream keeps looking at their newborn so adoringly, he gets the feeling that it won't be the last time it's needed!
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omkookie · 1 month
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• ⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ • smut, catboy stuff
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Catboy!Silvio who finds others’ scent on you very unpleasant, so he rubs himself against you all day long to mask it with his own. He rubs his cheek against yours, snuggles his face into the crook of your neck, and wraps his arms around you to cling to your body for hours.  His soft tail swooshes behind him as you hug him. He allows you to pet him, letting your hand reach up to scratch his ears softly. 
“stop treating me like a pet” he'll hiss with a pout before he snuggles against you, the gems on his fancy collar dangling.
your fingers continue to scratch behind his sensitive ears.
He's almost purring as he melts underneath your touch. His hips rut against yours while he's practically draped over your body, His bigger frame towering over yours.
“I want you” He whines, clinging to you desperately before he licks your neck, leaving a possessive little bite on it. he pounces on you impatiently, hissing and biting your neck as he pins you down and holds your hips.
He'll rub his head against yours as his soft ears flicker. His fingers trying to undo the zipper of your pants before he's shoving himself into your ready cunt, The spines on his dick making you feel the whole experience more intensely. 
He claws your clothes, feeling annoyed by all of the fabric that's getting in his way of mating you. His cat ears flick in impatience as he tears your clothes off.
His eyelids droop when he flips you onto your back and kisses you. His lips immediately latching onto yours as his hands knead your soft skin. 
“Silvio..-” you moan his name, making his ears flatten against his head as he looks at you needily. He's very much purring as his mouth latches onto your nipple, suckling on it like a little kitten would while his cock pumps his hot cum into you, The little ridges and bumps on his dick making you feel ecstatic every time he thrust it in.
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@xbalayage come get this kitty 😌
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dennis7231 · 2 months
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I drew thinggs, requests for reddit, putting it here tho too hhngg
Putting suggestibe fempebbles and maid enot under cut
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Twinks,,
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sweetenedmoment · 9 months
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sorry i couldn’t make it to your party last weekend, i was too busy being a hole-on-demand 🥺
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dizzybizz · 7 months
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meowzers
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xxalphaclownxx · 6 days
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DO JOSE? YOu like?
🐟🐟🎶🎶🐟😭🎶😭🎶😭🎶🐟🎶
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yes, i want him carnally <333
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4izawas · 1 year
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You want Katboy Katsuki!? Here. Twist my arm why don't you? /j
IDK how you want your prompts. I found no prompt list so I made my own prompt.
Gimme Katboy Katsuki that was abandoned by a neighbor - like the neighbor moved without him - and you let the angry little bastard in and he just makes himself at home and bites anyone who has anything mean to say about or to you.
we ain’t talkin abt how this is 1.6k
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the rain was cold and wet, and katsuki’s nose twitched from under the eaves of the roof as he watched little puddles flood the backyard. his tail, usually so thick and fluffy and beautiful, was soaked in rainwater and mud, and no amount of grooming could get it all out. his hair was matted flat to his head with the same stuff, and the burning behind his eyes was the telltale sign that he was about to cry again. it was so stupid to cry over this, though. katsuki didn’t need them! just like they apparently didn’t need katsuki — they wouldn’t have left him here if they had. that being said, and though he’d never admit it, katsuki had cried in the last week or so more than he cared to admit. 
his family had put him in the backyard and then left five whole days ago; they’d not left him with any food, and katsuki was hungry. he’d not had water either, which was why when the rain had started three days ago ( two days into their ‘vacation’ that he hoped was fucking worth it considering the chewing-out he was gonna give them when they got back ) he’d initially been excited, even if it had messed up his typically pristine hair and  fur. he’d drank so much that his stomach had ached for hours, and then he’d fallen asleep only to wake up to thunder and no family. afterwards he stayed on the back patio, staring at the endless rain while curled up into a shivering ball, tears pricking at his eyes. 
it hadn’t been until he fell into a tearful sleep last night that he actually realized they weren’t coming back. not for him, at least. 
katsuki didn’t understand what he’d done wrong; was it because he was loud? maybe because he’d gently smacked at the eight year old when she yanked his tail? maybe he was on the couch too much — or maybe he just… wasn’t good enough to keep. maybe all those things he’d told the green furred hybrid he’d grown up with had been more like him instead: unwanted, ugly, and all the even worse stuff. 
a soft hiccup forces itself up from his throat, and katsuki buries his face in his arms where he’d had them on his knees before his body begins to shake again. he didn’t understand. he’d tried — he’d tried so hard to be good. 
his best just wasn’t good enough. 
his ears flick up when he hears a car pull up in the driveway next to his house, but then they flick down again. someone must just be turning around, no one lived in that house; it had been empty for the six years he’d been with his family after they adopted him when he was fourteen. a car door slams, and he jumps; why were they getting out? they should be going home. 
he can hear someone humming when they open a car door, can hear bags rustling and keys jingling, and he scoffs ( though its more of a shaky whimper ); his family had been gone so long that someone had moved into the house next door. 
another couple hours pass, katsuki just sitting underneath the porch as always, and nothing changes — until the back door to the next door patio opens, and the new owner comes out. he braves a peek, and his pupils dilate in interest; they were handsome, he noticed, and they were setting up patio furniture; they were lucky that theirs was enclosed by glass. 
katsuki wished his was enclosed by glass. 
a surprised gasp falls from their lips as he realizes that the new owner has seen him, and katsuki’s ears fall flat and he scrambles back. this doesn’t stop the person from coming forward ( even ignoring the rain ) and reaching a hand out, softly whispering and pspsps-ing — were they talking to him?
“-suki…”
katsuki hesitantly moves their way, his body trembling from the cold. were they trustworthy? his last family had just left him here, even though he was a good boy. 
“-tsuki-?”
he was a good boy… wasn’t he?
“katsuki!” katsuki jolts awake, his heart racing. a warm hand is on his arm, and an equally warm, bare chest is pressed to his back. quick, deep inhales of the scents around him calm his panicked heart, and he relaxes into the couch. everything is okay; you were the one calling his name, he was at home and warm, he’d been with you for ten years since you’d coaxed him out of his old backyard, he spent everybday with you either at home or at the bakery, and he was loved.  “shhh, katsuki — it was just a bad dream, you’re okay,” you murmured, and a purr rumbles in the back of his throat as he curls back up against your thigh where the two of you were stretched out on the sectional. 
mmm… mine, he thinks happily, his hands fisting and unfisting around the hem of your shirt as eases back into the formerly peaceful nap he’d been having before the bad memory had set in. his purrs get louder as he feels you tucking his favorite fluffy blanket around him and as the tv plays one of his favorite naptime shows in the background. he hears you chuckle, and smiles. as always, life was perfect. 
at least until another set of keys jangled in the lock and your stupid boyfriend ( who had the only other set ) came home. 
a soft gasp of excitement falls from your lips, and katsuki can practically feel you smiling. “hey babe; good day at work?”
“could have been better,” the stupid blond bastard replies with a sigh, “but it’s good to be home — i’m gonna shower real quick, okay? then we can order in and watch a movie if you want.”
“i’d love that, now go wash your ass,” katsuki hears you tease, and the laugh and brief conversation it earns makes him frown. 
“only if you eat it later!” your boyfriend teases, and katsuki’s lips pull back from his teeth in a silent snarl. 
“don’t be fucking gross! wash your fucking asshole!” you shriek through a laugh, and you toss a pillow cushion at him. katsuki hears him dodge and laugh again. 
“i do! i’m not one of your tiktok boys!” he retorts playfully, disappearing into the bedroom but leaving the door open to hear your response. 
“i don’t have tiktok boys!” you say, and katsuki then hears keigo walk out — no doubt naked — and into the bathroom across the hall; he didn’t like getting ‘work crust’ as he called it in the bathroom attached to the master bedroom. 
he starts singing loudly and off-key, and katsuki can feel you holding back laughter. he was so annoying. 
you’d started dating keigo takami five years back, and keigo was, by all means, a good boyfriend. he was kind and gentle with you, responsive to your feelings and respectful to you to no end. he took you on thoughtful dates and kissed you gently and told you he loved you. he knew your favorite foods and music and colors, and occasionally he’d bring you little trinkets he found that made him think of you. he’d never yelled at you, not even once — whenever he was upset, he’d communicate how he felt and when you were upset he’d listen to whatever you had to say without interrupting. he has  a car and a steady, well-paying job and his hefty paycheck goes into a shared bank account so you both could pay the bills and live a cushy, comfortable life. his family wasn’t a problem ( he’d completely cut contact with them four years ago ) and his friends weren’t complete douchebags — honestly? he was a real catch, and a decent guy. 
katsuki hated him. 
he’d been sort-of okay at first, only hanging around sometimes, but then his visits got more and more frequent — and then he never fucking left. suddenly katsuki’s spot in the bed was taken up by this stupid blond man with pretty eyes and hair and katsuki had to sleep either in his napping spot or in the bedroom you’d set up for him, and it wasn’t fair. you were his, katsuki didn’t want to share, and katsuki made that very known. keigo knew katsuki didn’t like him, but he’d stuck around anyway, and it infuriated katsuki to no end. it was like keigo didn’t view him as competition at all — but katsuki would show him. one day he would be gone, and katsuki would still be here. 
keigo comes out later, toweling his hair dry as he walks back to the bedroom, his ass on display. katsuki hears you chuckle again, and then suddenly keigo is crawling onto the couch in nothing but a pair of pajama pants, pressing into your side and sighing at the feeling. katsuki grumbles lowly, and then jumps back when he feels a heavy hand on his head; keigo’s petting him, and that’s not allowed — only you can pet him. not keigo. 
katsuki claws at the man, making him yank his hand back and you sit up between them. “katsuki, no. we’ve talked about you being aggressive with keigo, and you know that’s not allowed. do it again tonight and you’ll be in big trouble — i mean it.”
katsuki pulls away from you, getting up and stalking off to his room even as you call him back in a significantly less-scolding tone. he closes the door hard, not quite a slam but still enough to get his point across, before locking it then flopping on the bed, curling up tightly. he hated keigo. and he missed when it was just the two of you. why did things have to change so much? he’d been good, so why had you chosen someone else?
his eyes sting, and he squeezes them shut. 
maybe things would be better in the morning when keigo had left for work. 
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seraphagia · 11 months
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bit of a dump. why isnt there a dump truck emoji? anyway
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moonami · 1 year
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If he opened his coat and let you see inside his chest, what would you do? (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠`⁠*⁠)
I might poke his heart ❤️
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citizenoftmrrwlnd · 6 months
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stimboard for : a catboy enderman with emo things, cute things, and moths
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gabessquishytum · 24 days
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the urge to mix cow!hob and cat!dream with omegaverse is intense
cows are usually omegas since they’re quite literally made for breeding, while most predator species like cats are alphas, hob being a cow was always expected to mate with a big strong bull hybrid, so when he shows up with a very obvious cat teeth mark and a slim cat up his arms was quite a surprise
they make a strange pair for anyone who looks from the outside, dating outside your own hybrid group is not the most common thing, but is not like Hob cares when he was a (surprisingly) strong and caring alpha like his dream, and what can he say? he loves the claws (and other spike bits)
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SMOL ALPHA BIG OMEGA SMOL ALPHA BIG OMEGA!!!!!!! Deeply obsessed with the idea of Hob waltzing into the room with cat Dream draped over his shoulders, blinking lazily and just popping his claws in and out. In a slightly threatening way. But also in a rather sexy way.
Hob still gets a fair bit of attention from the local crowd of young bulls. When they first approach him, all they can smell is cat - and so they immediately assume that he's not taken. It's only when Dream slinks over to interrupt that they get the scent of mate wafting in between Hob and Dream. The stupider bulls try to square up with Dream, wrongly assuming that such a small alpha won't be able to defend his territory.
One scratch across the snout sends a clear message that Dream is very capable of living up to his alpha status, actually.
Sometimes, Hob actually gets mistaken for the alpha at first glance, because he spends a lot of time carrying Dream around (out of choice). People see the chunky cow guy with his long noodle cat boyfriend and make certain assumptions. They're like "oh, isn't he rather small to be your alpha? how can you be satisfied?" Which makes Dream want to pin Hob to the nearest table and knot him in front of everyone. But he doesn't. He just hisses at them while Hob politely explains that Dream has a massive cock and he's very happy with it, thanks.
So happy that some mornings he's legitimately limping and wincing whenever he has to sit down. He's so obviously extremely well fucked. He's told his closest cow friends a little bit about his sex life with Dream, and none of them can understand how he enjoys the spikes so much..... particularly because they're inside him, digging into his walls for the entirety of the knotting process... Hob just blushes and squirms and mumbles that it feels good. He likes the pain-pleasure and the constant reassurance that Dream is inside him.
There's no accounting for taste, as the old saying goes. Hob is very pleased with the alpha he's chosen - if nothing else, his milk has never been so appreciated by anyone before!
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nb-hedgewolf · 1 year
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prequel/follow up of this
Infinite in Frontiers
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sweetenedmoment · 9 months
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gotta leave all the doors open and masturbate really loud in case someone hears me and wants to know how fuckable i am
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