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#they’re so meow meow
issue-paper · 3 months
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Baal n Aym doodles
Plus a tiny narilamb scribble
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pangur-and-grim · 5 days
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I think they’re going to become friends
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ilovebeingaturtle · 1 year
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I’m so upset I’ve gone so long without having this extended scene in my life
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cloudsofteeth · 3 months
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Wanted to draw more of the skinny freak <3
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kohrokke · 1 year
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Silly boys
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wazzappp · 11 months
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BISCUITS
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xxalphaclownxx · 8 months
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GUYS GUYS PRETTY PLEASE PRETEND IVE NOT MISSED 3 DAYS OF ALENOAH WEEK IM TRYING TO GET THEM ALL OUT TToTT
(this is inspired by Inescapable by fluidfox on ao3, go read it omg)
((edit: oh man i finished rereading it again bc i can, and i totally forgot that the tumblr was on there bc i’m stupid 💀 the @ is @enigmakiwi ))
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girl-afraid1 · 2 months
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if u buy me a jellycat i’ll immediately fall in love
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singinbluebird · 6 months
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I think it’s rly funny that the yaoi game creators gave us the funniest yuri milf side story with a random (hot) event npc and a main character’s mom
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eloise175 · 1 year
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behold the babygirls
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grechkathekasha · 1 year
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fine I’ll do it myself
POV: everything’s okay, everyone’s alive. they’re at the wedding of avatrice being proud moms. jillian randomly catches the bouquet and immediately goes “oh so we’re next I guess” and suzanne just absolutely in love with her gf says “mhm, that’s right, amore mio”<3
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seraphdreams · 4 months
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pet play with ran……….you’re naked, he’s in his suit….there’s a collar and leash, and a bell on you……….same with a cat tail…………i think. he likes the idea of forced pet play because it ties in with his humiliation kink and you’re so quick to get embarrassed and shy for him……he stuffed cat paws on your hands and feet…..won’t let you take them off………he’s even going so far as to say one of his rules for tonight is that you must “talk like a cat for him.” every word you utter that doesn’t fall in his rules is an orgasm…
“but—” the disappointment on ran’s face is as evident as the collar around your neck, firm and restricting. “that’s one.” his voice drops an octave and lilts off his tongue as if he’s mirthful about the situation you’re in. “ran—”
that’s two.
you pout so cutely when he tugs the end of the leash, beckoning you closer to him. ran can be so cruel and mean sometimes; looks at you as if you’re just an object for his entertainment, and to that, you are. his breath fans warmly against your ear as he leans in, leather taut around his hand to keep you in place. “like a cat, my love.” oh, how you wish you could deny everything about him — deny the way the scent of extortionate cologne fills your senses, his honey-lacquered voice against seemingly deaf ears, and how you really wish you could deny the ache in your core from his proximity . . it’s fucking embarrassing, so embarrassing, so fucking embarrassing-
“m-meow~”
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kissingrhi · 1 year
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I perhaps need a pick me up so could I get a little Nacho and Lalo dealing with a reader that doesn't eat enough for their own good and it's dragging them down 👉👈
the way i jumped up when i saw this request because hurt/comfort yes always. also, as someone with bad eating habits/who forgets to eat, this is too real.
you could feel the grueling headache from behind your eyes, slithering its way around your skull. you were so incredibly uncomfortable, but you didn’t know what to say to either of them. you didn’t want to say a word. so you were fine just hugging yourself in lalo’s backseat, running your hands up and down your arms in an attempt to distract yourself.
lalo was humming a quiet tune, sometimes glancing over at nacho, who was biting his lip and staring out into the window. deep in thought. you guys hadn’t been working together a long time, and you were still finding out how you all connect best. such different people it was hard to place how to get shit done. lalo, the ever so charming individual, tried to make this trio work as much as he could. it was starting to grow, not by much though.
the awkward tension still lingered at times, the fidgeting, the clumsiness, all of it was definitely still there. so you sat in the backseat, your familiar trembling leg being what you could only consider a nuisance. you just pressed your head against the window, trying to curl your body in an attempt to find heat. it was cold outside, yet lalo of course found it “comfortable.”
“conejito, we’re heading to el michoacáno. hungry?” lalo asked, glancing at you through the rear view mirror with an impish grin.
“i’m okay, lalo. really, can you just drop me off home?” you said, littered with faux happiness, unsure if he was going to choose to obey your demands or not today.
“wow, i thought you were home already.” lalo pursed his lips, mustering up a giggle. “you know… home IS where the heart is.” he said, drawing out the last s in is.
when you and nacho didn’t laugh with him, he backed off, rolling his eyes. you were sure you heard him mumble something about how the two of you were no fun.
nacho definitely noticed your.. lacking posture, shaking leg, and dull eyes. he was the most observant out of the three of you. he could just tell something was off. he didn’t want to say anything, maybe it was just the winter air taking its toll. he looked at lalo when he reached a stop light, coughing so lalo would look at him. he glanced back at you, tilting his head. it was like some odd, secret language they’d formed. lalo just nodded, running a hand under his chin.
you decided to rest your eyes, yet of course the next time you opened them, you were headfirst into eye contact with none other than lalo, who has holding your car door open. his other hand was grandiosely signaling to the restaurant in front of you. you crossed your arms, giving the man a nasty stare. his smile didn’t falter, not even once. he knew you at this point.
“i know you want to go home, but come on.” he spouted, so loud it practically made you jump. “just trust me?” he shrugged, motioning with his hand to el michoacáno in front of you.
when you didn’t budge, he just tilted his head down and kept staring, teasingly, like he knew you couldn’t take the heat. when you groaned and unraveled your arms, timidly stepping out of his car, you were met with a strong hand patting you on the back.
“see, my friend! i told you.” he laughed, hand guiding you inside.
inside, you sat in a booth, across from nacho. lalo was in the kitchen doing god knows what, and of course one of his favorite songs was playing so he had to make a performance. you played with the joints on your fingers, pressing them together to see the skin pull apart. anything to avoid awkwardness with the man in front of you.
he had this look in his eyes, a shimmer you hadn’t seen before. his eyebrows were furrowed, eyes wide as he stared at you with two hands under his chin.
“you okay?” it was quiet, simple.
“me?” you asked, awkwardly laughing. “yeah, no- i’m fine. perfect.” you put a hand on your neck, massaging the flesh.
“you shouldn’t lie, you know.” he teased, small smiles etching their way onto both of your faces.
after the wholesome exchange, you heard a loud sizzling making its way closer and closer to you. before you knew it, you were met with some of the most gorgeous steak tacos you’d ever seen.
“family recipe.” lalo smiled, wrapping a towel over his shoulder and putting the tacos in front of you, fingers twinkling as he sat them down, sliding in beside nacho.
he also laid out beers for the three of you, elbowing nacho the slightest bit.
lalo popped open his beer, elbow on the table as he started to drink. “you know, no somos estúpidos.” he started, giggling as your eyes widened.
“what-“ nacho started, lalo and nacho now in a staring match at the cut off. “-he’s trying to say-“ still staring at each other. finally, he glanced back at you. “is that we do notice when a colleague is-“
“down in the dumps! ai yai yai! i haven’t seen you this depressed in a minute, god!” lalo said, pointing at your exasperated face.
“so i decided,” he continued, laying his chin on the palm of his hand. “you need some energy. some fuel, eh?” he pointed at the tacos presented neatly in front of you, reaching over to open your beer.
you rubbed your palms over your eyes, ignoring the heat finding its way into your body, heart seemingly stopping at the kind gesture. you mustered up a smile.
“that’s sweet, guys.” you said, genuine smile forcing its way onto your face as you saw lalo tilt his head, wanting you to say more. “thank you, lalo, for these show stopping, jaw dropping, gorgeous steak tacos.
nacho put out his beer, making a toast. “to heightened energy, to fuel.” “-so we can kick ass!” lalo interrupted.
you simply laughed, listening for the clink as the bottles pressed together. you took a sip, but you still hadn’t eaten. lalo and nacho were eyeballing you, waiting for you to respond.
“okay guys, i appreciate this but you are freaking me out with your staring.” you said, watching as both of their eyes softened, only softening more as you took a bite.
“holy shit.” was all you could muster at the explosion of flavor in your mouth, holding a fist in front of lalo for a first bump. he returned the gesture, throwing you a wink.
the three of your stayed there until the late hours of the night, warmth radiating off of all of you in different ways. there was a glimmer in your eyes like they’d never seen, a genuine smile on nacho’s face, and a look of endearment in lalo’s eyes for the two of you. no matter how long it took for you to finish, they stuck by you through all of it, conversing about the most random things like, “would you rather work at los pollos hermanos or die?”
“die.”
“yeah, die.”
when you were finally brought home, nacho walked you up to your door, shoving a couple gas station snacks into your arms. you opened your mouth, and he pressed into your shoulder blade.
“don’t fight with me on this.” his expression was stern but still loving, unlocking your door for you and standing against the doorframe as you pressed the food down.
his arms were crossed, just smiling at you. you walked back up to the door, waving goodbye to a wide-smiling lalo in the driver’s seat. finally, you turned you gaze to nacho, who stepped in front of the door so lalo couldn’t see.
he held his hand out in front of you and instinctively you grabbed it, face contorting into confusion. his palm pressed into yours, thumb rubbing over your skin. his hands were warm, and once he felt how cold yours were he grabbed both of yours and held them together with both of his.
“just-“ he looked down at his feet. “take care of yourself, okay?” he squeezed your hands.
“yeah, okay.” you smiled up at him, squeezing back. “goodnight nacho.”
“night.”
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zmeowing · 4 days
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🤠
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chartreuxcatz · 6 months
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Yo I’m sorry to the artist but this card is so ugly
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sayakastragedy · 6 months
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i’m having a moment (thought too much for too long about percabeth)
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