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bunnis-monsters · 23 hours
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I like the idea of a fussy cat!hybrid bf that mothers you and can’t let you leave the house without thoroughly covering you in his scent.
Just imagining him fuss over your little scrapes and bruises, him grooming you after you come home… very cute stuff. Even when you’re sitting on his cock he’s got this nurturing way of holding you, rocking you gently and coping softly…
First born son that takes care of his mother’s future litters energy. He grew up being the shoulder to cry on, kissing boo-boos and cleaning up messes.
So it’s a little surprising when he starts displaying kitten behaviors with you… softly kneading you before sleep, being more attracted to your breasts and tentatively suckling at them when given the chance. It’s really cute to watch him knead your belly as he suckles, getting into kitten mode.
Turns out, having to take care of people his whole life kind of meant he wasn’t well taken care of himself. You’re the only person he’s ever been able to rely on for comfort and safety, finally able to be a kitten again.
He still fusses over you, but now he also clings to you, wanting to be mothered too…
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ditchadderband · 9 months
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So a resonable question we have been asked is "How did you decide to sing a song about a passionate night with a manticore?". Not by many people, as basically nobody has ever heard of us, but we do get asked. The concept was actually kick started by a discussion between Jensen and his long suffering wife about if the manticore from the film Onward could "get it" (The consensus was that, yes, she probably could). It was then jokingly suggested that we should have a song called sex manticore... things got out of hand.
if you like the song but despise youtube you could consider adding it on spotify;
Even if you don't like it thank you for reading, and have a good day!
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howlingmoonaite · 3 years
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I need your help guys. Does she look like a 11 year old or so? I always have trouble trying to draw younger people
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sir-taragoda · 5 years
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Cosmic Horror Doodles
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spicyskeleton · 6 years
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im a monster
Im hot
Monsters r hott
Rb if you agree
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peculiarist · 6 years
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veraverorum · 6 years
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We really are out here unapologetically being monster fuckers
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bunnis-monsters · 1 day
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I like the idea of your werecreature/animal hybrid lover seeing your period as your “heat” and getting very confused when you don’t constantly want sex.
Your pheromones are driving him crazy, your scent makes him hard and needy… and YOU’RE the one that’s supposed to be in heat!
So he’s a little pouty… but that doesn’t mean he stops taking care of you and fussing over you… and he gets very happy when you ask him to play with your pussy to help relieve your cramps…
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Guess who made the comic that was working on called “You are what you are” be legitimatelly part of “Afanobio is a big place”? This gal. (X)
Don’t worry, I’ll continue making Afanobio bigger.
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Ur blogs shit and ur not even a teraphilia blog. U post the most basic human like “monsters”
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sir-taragoda · 5 years
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Armor girl
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helthehatter · 6 years
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Humor, love, Teraphilia, musicals, storytelling
I am made of those things ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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parkwatcher · 7 years
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one of the most fucked up things i think was originally thinking “the guy with the trumpet who was actually just supplying background music” is a gag but it ends up being “the guy who’s playing the trumpet basically destroyed the world for a teraphilia fetish and hes been there watching you the entire goddamn time”
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bunnis-monsters · 1 day
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SFW/FLUFFY
warning: angst, violence, blood, yandere behavior, but overall fluffy with a cute worries dad
You never would have thought that the mighty Yandere!Dragon Hybrid that kidnapped you and forced you into marriage would hold you in his lap tenderly, his claw softly tracing over your baby bump.
“Our little one will be here soon… any day now…” he murmured, his tail swishing behind him. Used to (and almost reliant on) his touch now, you leaned back and got comfortable, moving his hand towards your lower belly where he felt a stronger kick.
“Mhm… soon…”
It wasn’t long before the day came, and instead of being excited and happy, your mate was shaking in fear, his pupils dilated into slits as he cradled you in his arms.
In the past, the dragon hybrid found those who felt faint at the sight of blood cowards… but now, looking at you as blood fell down your thighs, and the scent of it hit him…
He felt sick. Sick with worry, nauseous even.
“You’ll be okay… oh my love, what have I done to you?”
As he flew threw the night sky, he couldn’t help but feel some regret over putting you through this pain. Tears ran down his cheeks as he soothed you the best you could. His angel, his sweet little mate being in pain made his heart ache.
He quickly located the scent of a hospital, his red scales shifting into clothing and human skin as he landed and carried you inside.
Playing the part of a terrified husband a bit too well, your lover had you rushed into the emergency room. Your birthing process went through without any trouble, and soon there was a new addition to the little family he had made.
Of course, as soon as the baby was born, he whisked you and a doctor away, flying back to his cave. The doctor had strict orders to take care of you and ensure that the baby was happy and healthy…
And as he discarded the doctors corpse once you were recovered enough for him to take care of you alone, your lover was already thinking of ways to keep you even safer in his cave, your only home.
You were already trapped… perhaps he should make it homier, keep you happier and help ensure the baby was safe too. After all, your baby was only half dragon hybrid, with a soft belly that he loves to kiss and tickle.
It made him sick, that same nausea from when he smelled your blood returning when he thought of you or the baby being hurt because he didn’t do enough…
Oh, the woes of being a first time father, always worrying and fussing over your mate and child, unable to ever fully relax…
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