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wolf stim board ^___^
HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL YOU LITTLE FUNKY PEOPLE ON THE INTERNET
// BLOOD ON THE SECOND PICTURE //
Look at these whores smh
(Pls reblog!!!)
Remus: okay… I'm sorry
Remus: also, how did u know that?
Remus: Are you a "furry" or something?
Sirius: whaT
Sirius: WDYM "FURRY"
Remus: I don't know what they are, but my friends accuse me of being one
Remus: Because of my name
Sirius: My friends call me a furry bc of my name too
Remus: Yeah, dog star.
Sirius: WTF
Sirius: HOW DO U KNOW THAT
Remus: It's called knowledge??
Remus: Doesn't everyone know that????
Sirius: HOW DO U KNOW STARS AND NOT YOUR NAMESAKE
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Sirius: FSFAGSAGSAKFIOSAYv
Sirius: DHSAVFSAHIOSA
Remus: stop being dramatic
Remus: or I'll block you.
Sirius: GDFSHJGSJHFSJHAGF
Sirius: DONT U DARE
Sirius: U DONT HAVE IT IN UUU
Sirius: FFHJFJDGFDAFAGD
Sirius: WOLFY WOLFY WOLFY
Sirius: WOLFY BOY WOLF BOIIII
Sirius: AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Siririus: AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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Sirius: OH FUCK YOU
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Sirius: well, my name is sirius Remus: For real? Sirius: yes, for real Sirius: i guess you could almost say Sirius: that Sirius: im being Sirius: serious Sirius: gfdhsjgfgdsj HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA Sirius: THAT NEVER GETS OLD UFGHJGFJDHGJFDHGFJHDGJFHDGDFH Remus: I hate you already Remus: I'm Remus.
She is MINE
He is big wolf
No copy and no stealing my drawing!!
No repost!!
Wolf x bunny 🐺❤🐰
No copy and stealing my drawing!!
No repost!!
My RHG OCs Alpha(the girl) & Omega(the boy). They are both Bro and Sis but they are not related. They see each other like that ^_^
The youngest members of the Novellus Clan, Alpha & Omega.
I'm very proud of this :,,)
I have been wanting to make a new cover for a fanfic I'm making. One version is with the tittle while the other is without.
OC-tober Day 5: Relationships (made it with 6 minutes to spare :p)
Leon (left) and Lif (right) have been with me forever.. maybe 8 years?? they've gone trough many changes but have stayed in love in every version of them
Wolf Sukuna is making me Swoon frfr
He can use me and bite me any day🤤
❝Hopping bunny❞
Wolf Sukuna and bunny reader thoughts (continuation of this)
Warning: wolf Sukuna, bunny reader, big height dif, double penetration, true form Sukuna, unprotected sex (you got the pill, shhh), two cocks, lots of ear/tail tugging, spanking, manhandling, degrading words (slutty bunny, dumb rabbit), RIDING HIM, BOUNCE LIKE A BUNNY, praising words too (pretty girl, cutie, good bunny), aggressive overall, but he has sweet parts
A/N: I'm glad everyone loved the last one, and I'm so hyped to make tiny scenarios of wolf Sukuna and make a little series!!
Yeah, you're his little fuck toy.
He loves coming to find his bunny, his bunny, all alone in the woods. He can fuck you anywhere he wants, what is a tiny rabbit like you going to do? Sukuna finds himself growing attached. At first, he thinks your little cunt is just that good, he had to be balls deep inside daily, but he finds how you don't only make his dick painfully hard, but his heart clench. He's no fool, he knows what he's feeling for you.
So he'll show you by fucking you good.
"oh, dumb little bunny crying already?" He chuckles darkly in your ear, pounding his hips into your two already used hole, pressing his weight against you as he snakes a hand around your body, thick fingers over your sensitive clit. You jolt from the added pleasure, voice hoarse as you claw into his bedsheet, your arch starting to break. "'kuna stop, s-stop—hmph! I had enooough!" Fat tears start forming in your eyes, the pleasure overstimulating your tiny body below him, head smashed in pillows.
He ignores your pleas, bullying his cocks into your holes with ease, stretching them wide while he finds that spongy spot, making the tip of his heads press hard to bring out the moans. Your bunny ears perk up again, signalling the third orgasm that night, thighs quivering pathetically. The only reason you didn't fall flat was because of his crushing grip.
He watches as you spasm around his cocks, squirting messily all over his sheets and especially his lower half, drenching him in your sweet juices. He doesn't dare falter his hips having to drag the pleasure out of your tiny pussy as long as he can. Sukuna finds himself changing positions abruptly, from having your weak body under him to setting you in his lap, all while his cocks pop out, the one in your cunt staying and twisting inside you.
Your hooded eyes meet his, the contact making him huff out a laugh. He puts a firm hand on your ass, his index finger and thumb tweaking at your cotton tail, making it twitch. "You know what to do, pretty girl." His voice rumbles from his chest, holding you close from one of his four arms on the small of your back. "Hop on my cock. It's only one, you can do it."
You squirm at the simple feeling of having one cock inside you, the fact how every times he twitches inside you, your pussy would clamp down. "I-i can't," you huff, wearing such a cute pout with tears out your beautiful doe eyes. "T'big."
Sukuna doesn't take kindly to your answer; he's giving you the power to ride a wolf, a predator, like him. He squeezes you cotton tail and tugs at it, making you wince, nails digging into his broad shoulders. "I don't remember asking, slutty bunny, now did you remember me asking?" He scoffs, landing a small smack on your ass. You jolt, a small tear rolling down you cheek.
Another arm comes up until a warm and large hand cups you cheek, almost your whole face, and his thumb gather ups your tears. "Stop fuckin' crying. It'll blur you vision, don't you wanna see me?" He snickers, eyes full of mockery. "Now," he leans closer to your face, the tip of his nose against yours, making your bunny ears swoop up. "Ride my cock, cutie. Cum on me. I don't wanna repeat myself."
You grip onto his shoulder tightly and take a deep breath before you straddle around his body better, lifting your body up, his cock slowly gliding out of your pussy, and slam back down. Sukuna ruffles your hair, fingers dancing around your floppy bunny ears and rubbing them on the inside. "Good bunny." He gazes down as you repeat the action, still so fucking slow, but he enjoys your warm wetness.
He let's his head lean back, allowing you to use his cock to cum a mess. He likes the idea of having someone so tiny and cute squirting down his lap and balls, crying out his name in such a slurred tone.
"'kuna..." You whine out his name, catching his attention. He moves his head slightly, eyes cold as he stares down at you and hums in response. "Kiss me, I wan' kisses..."
Fuck, you sounded so needy for some sort of affirmation that you were doing well. Of course you were doing well, he was groaning with every small movement of your cute hips, ass flushed against his thighs and pussy dripping down on his cock. "You're so cute, y'know?" He comments before roughly grabbing your face, smashing his lips into yours. The way he shoves his tongue down your throat as your cotton tail throbbing and gives adrenaline, the praise, the kiss, and your movements get sloppier, rolling your hips against him, having his cock massage that one sweet spot in your cunt.
You find yourself so wrapped in the kiss you don't notice the way his overgrown tail protectively starts to snake around your small body, covering your lower half.
Sukuna grunts into your mouth when he sees how happy you've become, he finds it cute how you beg for no more and get all needy when he kisses you. You try to flow your tongue with his, yet he wants to have you submit and below him, tongue overlapping yours and catching all your whiny moans. He tilts his head, depending the kiss, making a shared firey passion. Oh, fuck, you loved it so much your moves started to falter, forgetting the strict offer to ride him and cream on him.
At this point, Sukuna does care, moving his hands to make you bounce on him, watching your pretty tits bounce in his face, against his chest and nipples are perky to attention. He breaks the kiss with a deep moan, looking how drool pooled from the corner of your soft lips.
"y' like that shit, huh?" His tone was a bit sweeter than normal, like he was genuinely asking you. You didn't even need to answer, he could see the hearts in your eyes and twitch of your tail—you loved it.
You vastly nod your head, eyes shimmering as you start to clench around his cock rapidly, moans growing in volume. "Finna c-cum, 'kuna—nnggh!" You blabbered out in a high pitched tone, eyes closing in bliss as your cunt basically strangled his cock.
"fuck, girl..." He leans his head back again, feeling an orgasm start to creep up. If your pussy kept expertly clenching around his cock like that, you both would end up cumming together. That fact alone heightened his arousal, his dick starting to eagerly twitch inside of you. "Yeah, go one, cum f'me pretty girl, cum, cum..." He thrust his hips up into your pussy with so much desire and need, wanting you hold off until he feels you spray your cum out, and he'll fill you up.
You fold into him, burying you face in his chest and squealing, your body shaking as you cum, feeling warmth spread in you because Sukuna busted into you right then and there. He let out a long moan in satisfaction, eyes shut and face scrunched up in pleasure—it felt so good to cum with you.
He pumps his cock in to milk out his last drop of seed into you. He finishes with you, leaning back against his bed board and breathing raggedly, but no worse than you, who was panting and whimpering. He runs his hands through your hair and grabs onto your bunny ears, bending them around mindlessly.
He smiles at you, four eyes taking your cute fucked out expression. You could swear you see his tail wagging, just showing you how bad he enjoyed this. "Y' full of my cum now?" He teased you.
You don't even retaliate or try to say something to his teasing, you just nod your head because it was true. There was a thick ring of white cum from where his cock and your cunt met, showing how overfilled you are that it was starting to leak out.
"cute." He deadpans, holding your head close to his chest, cock warming up inside you.
The sound of your breathing evened out, your eyes fluttering close which allows some tears that was building up on your lashes to fall; you fell asleep on his cock, on his lap... the urge to bite you became stronger, not like you would care for your complaints that you were bleeding a little bit, but who knew how hard he would bite you. He normally never cares to keep ravishing somebody in their sleep, he's done it before. But you?
"Better be lucky and rest, little bunny."
He'll do that later.
˚꩜⋆.°⭑Do not copy, translate, or steel in any way, reblogs are appreciated and allowed
He can bite me
Did we like this one @koshii-meji and @rowrowrowyourboat13 ? I sure as hell did.
Me, staring at my friends whenever they eat anything because I really want a bite but I don’t want to ask:
come on, give me some, just a taste, just a nibble, a tiny piece, I promise I won’t bite your fingers, please please please, I have been so good, I won’t ask ever again-
No Una Historia D'amor
The boy slouches against the wall, brilliant blue eyes raking judgingly over everyone on the streets. He isn't super tall, nor is he buff. He's... well built. He obviously works out, but his small frame makes it hard to take seriously. Blonde hair is grown out a little too long, brushing his eyelids, making him swipe it away impatiently. He wears a T-shirt, denim jacket, and jeans. He puts off an air of superiority. His gaze slowly finds its way to you, and you make eye contact for a second. His lips curve up slightly into a cruel smirk, one eyebrow arching softly. You look away, cheeks burning. You could swear you hear him laughing to himself....
You walk down the street, eyes automatically going to the wall he always leans on. But he's not there. You stop, surprised. You don't like him, he acts arrogant and rude, always judging everyone who goes by. You saw him trip a kid once. He's a jerk. But it still surprises you that hes not there. He's there every day... you jump in surprise when a voice says, "who you lookin for baby girl?" You whip around to find the boy standing over your shoulder. You cross your arms tightly, protective, "n-no one..." he laughs quietly, almost to himself, "really? You've been goggling at me every day for like a month." You press your lips together and glare, "it's hard not to when you're standing there judging me every time a walk past." His lips twitch slightly and you whip around. You want nothing to do with him. You start to walk off, but his long fingers wrap around your arm, not gently. His hands are cold, not dead cold, but nervous cold, about to break into a sweat cold. He's unsure. You jerk your arm away, "get off me!" He frowns, but his eyes are twinkling, "come on sweetie, I just wanna get to know you..." you spit, "you're pathetic. The only reason i look at you is because my only other option is to look at the street. Don't think I'm interested, you're nothing." "Nothing" comes out as a cruel hiss. You usually aren't down right mean, but you hate guys who think they can just flirt any girl up and bed them that night. Especially jerky ones like him. No, the best thing to do is give them a harsh taste of reality and leave them to wallow in misery. His head tilts back ever so slightly and his eyes narrow, "I never said you were interested. Or that I was. I said I wanted to get to know you. I guess I know you well enough now..." You bite your lip, holding back the urge to scream at him. It's childish and stupid. No one gets this angry at people they don't even know. It's too much drama for you. That makes you want to laugh, a simple argument with a stranger is too much drama for you. You shake your head, letting your eyes soften, fill with disappointment. You turn and leave, the tiny flash of hurt in his eyes seared into your brain. It doesn't matter. He's a jerk. Jerks should get hurt. Maybe it'll teach him a lesson.....
You're walking down the street to school, like you do every day. You don't look at that boy anymore, atleast, not more than a glance. He doesn't bother you anymore either. You're passing him when a man, a little ways away, reaches in his pocket. This would be meaningless, except that the boy's head snaps up, eyes focusing on him. He grabs his phone just as the man pulls out a gun and points it at him. Now, of course, this is the part where your heart drops and you realise you've had a crush on this boy all along and you can't live without him and you have to do anything, even sacrificing your life, to save him. You lunge desperately out of the way, ducking behind a trash can, your mind racing. Aw hell no, you ain't saving that boy. He's a jerk and a bully and, although you don't want him dead, he's definately not worth your own life. Nope. If it's between you and him, it's gotta be you. Gun shots go off. People scream. You hear the boy shout, "DAD! THEY'RE COMING- AGH!" You peek out to see the phone fall to the ground, the boy ducking down the ally, clutching his bloody hand. The man chases after him. You collapse against the wall, gasping. You didnt do any running, but you're suddenly out of breath. Gunshots echo off the walls of the ally. Your curiosity is piqued, but you don't move, your life is more important than knowing what's going on right now. You can drag it out of that boy later. If he survives.....
You're still crouched down behind the trash can when the police show up. There's been gunshots going off down the ally. You gasp, "there's a boy in there! Hes-he's a teenager. He ran into the ally and I think he got shot..." tears spring to your eyes, but don't fall. You don't like him, but that doesn't mean you want him to die.... the police disappear down the ally, leaving you in the street with the rest of the people. You're glued to the spot. You cant leave until you know no one was killed at least...
The police drag the boy out of the ally. They throw him down and wrestle his hands behind his back. He snarls, "get the fuck off me!", thrashing violently. You stand in shock as they slap cuffs on him and fight him into a police car..... He's the victim.... why are they arresting him?
The leader of one of the most powerful mafia comes storming up. You step back immediately, as does everyone else, except one brave police officer. He stands firmly in front of the door to the car. The mafia leader snarls, "what is my son doing in the back of a police car?", stalking up to the police officer. He loses courage and steps out of the way. You freeze, son? You almost laugh, no wonder he's such a jerk... the leader grabs the boys arm and pulls him out of the car. The boy stumbles, but the leader doesn't let go of his arm, keeping him on his feet. He snatches the keys from a police officer, who stutters an apology, and uncuffs him. The boy rubs his wrist, smirking at the police. One of his hands is covered in blood, droplets slowly falling to the ground. You suddenly feel overwhelmingly disappointed. What a real jerk... You turn and walk off, no longer caring what happens to him. You're sure his dad will take care of him. You roll your eyes. Nothing annoys you more than spoiled, rich brats....
You kind of wish you would have started avoiding him at this point, but you still take the same path and you still glance at him when you pass. His hand is bandaged now. There's also someone there with him, a big burly man who talks to him like an old friend. You wonder if he's killed anyone before.... if either of them have... neither look at you, not that you care, it's relieving actually. Atleast they don't think of you as a threat....
This is why you notice when that boy isn't there... You frown. You know you should leave it be, but you're curious.... You look around for him, to no avail. You only achieve getting frustrated and being late for school. You curse yourself quietly and run to school, but you're still alert, so when you pass an ally, you pick up a quiet, "please...." You stumble to a stop, heart pounding. Was that your imagination? You turn and walk slowly back, listening. You hear a woman gasp, "no, it wasn't personal! We're from different mafias... I had to..." You recognise his voice instantly, "yeah? Well this is nothing personal.... we're from different mafia.... I have to...." You freeze when you see a woman on her knees, in front of the boy. He's holding a gun to her head... His gaze flicks to you and the woman takes the opportunity to snatch the gun, pointing it back at him. He freezes, cursing quietly. You cover your mouth. The woman smirks, "have you even killed anyone before?" The boy doesn't respond, watching her. She turns the gun on you. "Wait! Dont kill-" with lightening speed she whips back around and the gun goes off. You scream as he jerks back, grabbing his shoulder, and falls to his knees. The woman laughs, "you have a crush?" The boy clutches his shoulder, panting. You whimper softly and he gasps, "no... but.... she's not a part of the mafia... She's a citizen... If you kill her, you'll be wanted for murder... not.... that it would matter.... but if you're in jail.... I can't kill you..." the woman crouches down, pressing the gun under his chin. He tilts his head back, Adam's apple bobbing. Her eyes run down his throat, to his chest. You can't help but follow her gaze. He has a very nice throat.... and chest... her eyes flick back up to his face, and your eyes flick to hers. She says, "nice jacket..." he stiffens slightly. She says, "i want it. Give it to me." Your heart starts hammering. You know what this is. A power play. You've seen it in school. Older kids would make the younger ones give them their juice, there toys, or make them go to dump their tray for them. Someone showing someone else that they're the dominant one.... the boys jaw clenches and he slowly slides the jacket off his shoulders, wincing as it brushes his bullet wound, then let's it slip down his arms. He pulls his hands out of it, careful to keep the arms from going inside out, and slowly hands it to her. Your eyes involuntarily go to his arms. He has nice arms too. You can't help but notice the veins sticking out, running down to his fingers. He's tense, so it makes the muscles and blood veins even more exaggerated. You drag your eyes back to the woman, feeling stupid for being distracted by a cute boy while you're in this situation. She takes it, examines it, and spits, "it's got a fucking hole in it...", looking at the bullet hole. She drops it on the ground and pulls out a lighter. The boy shifts forward a little, making a quiet noise. The woman jabs the gun deeper under his chin and he swallows, watching her light the lighter and drop it on the coat. Your heart hammers wildly. He stares as the coat burns....