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chuckecheesekid9000 · 3 months

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The Corduroy/Mecpenton/Beaulieu/Rabbit Family Tree

So, Here's the family tree of Wendy Corduroy and Roger Rabbit.

#crossover #gravity falls #who framed roger rabbit #manly dan #caroline #wendy corduroy #marcus corduroy #kevin corduroy #gus corduroy #joellyn #jessica rabbit #roger rabbit #zephyr rabbit #beth rabbit

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lamneus · 5 months

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How to hang out with your short friends :3 🚨Get pinged for YCH's , Commission openings Here Other art sites wlo.link/@sifyro

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yourelessfast · 6 months

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Rocket Relationship Chart

(Without any canon characters, this time.)

Making this in an attempt to entice people to get Rocket the last few votes she needs in @sonic-oc-showdown, but also to let people over there know I have a lot more characters to talk about if they like Sonic and Sonic-adjacent OCs! If you liked Rocket, might as well come and meet some of her friends and enemies! And... whatever Mix counts as.

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doodle-png · 2 years

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Finally posting art again lmao

First one is Zephyr saying her first word hehe

Anyways lots of silly racoon family doodles from being on planes

#doodle's doodles #racoon family au #dukexiety #remus sanders #ts remus #virgil sanders #ts virgil #zephyr #remus as Jessica rabbit <3 #sanders sides art #sanders sides au #fander #sanders sides #plz get attention ajsjdndn

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meadowofarabbit · 1 year

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CoLoR-LeS Data 02 Out NOW

Zephyr and Lucilla return back to Alabaster Town and some things come to light. But what to do about it?

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#Meadow of a rabbit #MoR #Original Story #Storyteller #Original #CoLoR-LeS #Colorles #Scifi #Fantasy #Sci-Fantasy #sci fantasy #action #comedy #Zephyr #Lucilla #Lesbunnian #Indie author #Writer #Writers on tumblr

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lady-zephyrine · 2 years

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If the Inklings were going to be rabbits at one point, then would the Octolings be hares?

#zephyr speaks #sometimes I think about that one concept art where the inklings are rabbits #Granted squids make much more sense because ink

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milfmuses · 1 year

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Pleasant Interruptions

A/N: Hiii! This is my first smut fic and I decided to write a slightly niche category. As a big tiddy squishy woman, I can’t wait for people like me to have a fun fic to enjoy! Please let me know if you like it with some comments, and feel free to suggest new ideas as well! Thank you so so much to @non-binary-frogking , @tacobyell , and @zephyr-is-tired for helping me edit it means so much!

Larissa Weems x big tiddy squishy reader

Summary: Reader has some alone time after plans change and Larissa opens the door to an unexpected surprise.

Warnings: smut, dominant Larissa, submissive Reader, fingering, oral, sex toy, masturbation

You previously emailed your coworkers and boss that you would be out of town from Friday afternoon until Sunday night, as you wanted some time to relax and maybe explore Jericho. You planned to stay at the small motel in town, but upon seeing storm clouds form while you taught classes, you sadly canceled your reservation. The final bell rang, signifying the end of your work day. You pack up your things and return to the staff dormitories. Similar to the student rooms, your door opened directly into the bedroom. The only differences are the living space and kitchenette, identical to a studio apartment, and the attached full bathroom.

Grading the last assignment your students turned in today, you stand and strip off your work clothes. Pants, a shirt, and undergarments plop into the hamper and you sink into the center of your bed. Fridays typically offer plenty of alone time, so you decide to indulge in something you’ve needed all week.

Reaching over and opening your bedside table drawer, you grab your rabbit vibrator. Once you are comfortable laying against the pillows with your legs spread and a blanket to cover your lap, you move the vibrator between your parted thighs.

Switching it on with the hold of a button, you graze the tip against your clit. With a jolt and hitch of your breath, images of a certain woman begin taking over.

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Larissa stands in front of her desk while picking up paperwork to drop by your room. She remembers the email detailing your absence on campus for the weekend, deciding on placing the papers personally in your room. She thinks back to when she ran out of coffee creamer, and you kindly offered her your own.

“Hi Larissa! Oh wow, you drink black coffee? I always have creamer handy in my fridge.”

Larissa looks up from the outdoor picnic table, a lovely fall day perfect for enjoying the quiet morning before classes. The slightly chilly air is opposed by sunbeams shining through gaps in the clouds.

“Good morning y/n, I seem to have run out of creamer so I resorted to foregoing it today. Maybe I will have to keep an extra just in case.”

She can’t help but smile at how you stand facing her, the sun hitting your hair and skin, causing a slight glow to your features. She is abruptly ripped from her trance by your voice.

“Oh don’t worry! I leave my room unlocked often since the staff wing is already behind lock and key. Feel free to stop by my room and help yourself to however much creamer you need!”

You secretly hope Larissa will come by and spend time with you. Deep within your heart, you long for the beautiful woman to see you as more than a coworker. Her sweet personality, gorgeous body, caring nature, and so much more leaves you completely and utterly infatuated with her. But she hadn’t a clue.

On the other hand, Larissa felt the same. She is your superior, but you treated each other respectfully and don’t see each other as worker and boss. You regard each other with equality and helpfulness, always doing favors for each other out of kindness. Like when you rushed to her office after lunch to bring her coffee she forgot in the break room. And when Larissa popped into your classroom to give you the freshly printed packets you left on her desk.

Larissa smiles at you gratefully, setting her cup on the table and beginning to rise from her seat.

“Thank you darling, that is quite sweet of you. I might have to take you up on that offer. I must be heading back to my office now but I will be sure to stop by in case I ever need to borrow some creamer. Have a lovely day y/n!”

“Since you will be out of town anyway, leaving the papers on your kitchen counter or living room table would be appropriate,” she muses.

Larissa’s signature heels clack against the floors, giving the woman even more height to her 6’3 figure. She enters the staff wing, walks down the long hallway past her room, and stops in front of your door. She notices your adorable name tag; a small flower is drawn on paper next to neat handwriting spelling out your name. Smiling to herself, Larissa turns the knob and pushes the door in. What she sees stuns her into a frozen state of shock.

There you are, lap covered in a plush blanket, thrusting away with something under it. Your head is lolled to the side, expression blissful with your eyes shut tight and mouth open. Larissa realizes that you are too lost in pleasure to notice her or hear her enter the room. Wet smacks of the vibrator echo throughout the air, your whimpers sending heat straight into Larissa’s face. Your breasts are slightly visible, the blanket hiding most of your skin from her view, but she can make out the stiff peaks of your nipples and the way they bounce mesmerizingly. Highly aroused, Larissa brings the papers to cover her mouth which is agape in awe. A throbbing is felt between her thighs and wetness begins to gather there.

The pace speeds up as your arm visibly quickens, and Larissa can tell you are close to orgasm. What she hears next causes her to lose all self-restraint.

“Fuck, Ris- Rissa I’m close-”

As you chase your high, you release stuttered gasps, pants, and whines. Larissa’s lust for you now outweighs all control. Any embarrassment she has from walking in on you masturbating is gone. Long, creamy thighs clench together to offer relief for her aching center. With a hushed voice, Larissa mutters to herself,

“Fuck.”

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Your eyes shoot open and your hand holds the power button for your toy to stop the vibrations immediately. Pulling the length out of you, your eyes catch the source of the voice you just heard.

Larissa. Of course, it has to be the one woman that you are secretly in love with. Remembering that you moaned out her name only seconds before, you panic. You cover your body with the blanket as fast as you can, hiding your breasts and naked body from her view. Tears threaten to fall upon your cheeks, the vulnerability of being caught in such a position making you feel ashamed and scared.

In an attempt to comfort yourself and apologize to the woman who just witnessed you pleasuring yourself, you quietly repeat, “I’m sorry,” over and over again.

“Hey darling, it’s okay. Look at me love, look at me.”

Your eyes find hers and that is when you notice her appearance. Her pupils are blown wide and her thighs are pushed together tightly as if soothing the ache between them. Red colors her cheeks and her chest heaves, trying to control her breathing.

“I thought you were out of town so I stopped by to drop off your papers. I had no idea you were here. I... I am pleased that you are, though.”

She sets the papers on your countertop and visibly takes a deep breath. Unbeknownst to you, she is gathering the courage to say what she is about to say.

“Please don’t cover yourself y/n- you are stunning. W-would you like me to help you? I know you probably weren’t expecting me to react this way, but I am flattered and absolutely dripping right now. Please- please let me help.”

Shock and relief fill you, along with excitement and happiness, knowing that the woman you wished to have a chance with is attracted to you. Still feeling vulnerable, all you do is flush and nod your consent at her offer.

Coming to the side of your bed, Larissa lowers herself down on your left. She lays on her side, propping herself up on an elbow and sees how shy you look.

“Darling, may I kiss you? You’re adorable like this. Look at those pink cheeks of yours! No need to be shy, you are safe with me. My sweet girl.”

You turn your body slightly, moving your face right before hers. Those bright red lips that you constantly dreamt of are now inches away from your own. Sky-blue eyes hold comfort and care, and your heart feels secure with trust.

“Please,” you plead.

She takes the hand that isn’t propping her up and delicately brings it to the back of your head, pushing your face to hers. Instant softness, warmth, and giddiness flood you. Her lips are pillowy and plump, heating your mouth against hers, and you whine faintly. A wide smile overtakes your face and she laughs melodiously when she feels it, pulling away to study your bashful expression with twinkling eyes. Suddenly, you see her focus on something else entirely. During the kiss, your blanket lowered to reveal the top of your breasts.

Larissa’s eyes darken with hunger. You start to get insecure since you have a larger chest than most, so your breasts are less perky or firm than smaller ones. Pulling the blanket to cover them in fear of Larissa not liking them, you pause with the blanket up to your collarbone when her hand covers yours, stopping you in your tracks.

“Now, y/n, why would you ever want to cover those? I promise you, there is no need to hide yourself from me. I have been attracted to every part of you for some time now darling, including your curves, and hoping you shared my interest in pursuing a relationship.”

Like a burst of hope and light, your heart speeds up at her admission, making your chest heat and confidence grow.

“I’m sorry Rissa, I am insecure about my body. All I ask is that you are reassuring and sweet with me so I can feel most comfortable. I trust you and you can pull the blanket down now. They might be bigger than you expected, I do my best to hide them away in my outfits.”

She brings her hand to your cheek and rubs her thumb over your skin, comforting you while giving you a tender look.

“I give you my word that I will go slow and show you how beautiful you are. My dove, how could I possibly dislike anything about you? My sweet girl, you just lay back and look pretty for me, alright sweetheart?”

With a quick nod to signify your consent, Larissa again places her hand on the blanket and lowers it.

Large, full breasts are revealed, making her mouth water and her heart race. Your nipples harden in the air and she stares at them, entranced. You have stretch marks on the upper sides and large areolas. They sag slightly from their weight, resting apart and looking soft like the perfect natural pillows.

“Oh my, look at these- I could worship them endlessly. So full and round- god, they’re huge!”

An instant blush takes over your face, neck, and upper chest. Larissa sees this and smirks knowingly, glad her praise made you feel reassured and flustered.

“Really? They aren’t… too big?”

Back is the soft gaze from the woman above you, although her dilated pupils betray her otherwise adoring demeanor. She waits patiently, ready to answer your insecurities with reassurance and honesty.

“My dear, there is no such thing as ‘too big’ and they are perfect. I’m practically drooling at the sight of them. You must know that although you try to cover them, I’ve found myself staring at your cleavage often while you aren’t looking. And now, finally seeing them is making me insanely aroused.”

You feel something unfamiliar, a hint of acceptance in yourself, but mostly pride at making Larissa feel so needy at just the sight of you. Puppy eyes filled with love stare at her stunning face. She notices, and with a grin, places a loving kiss on your lips.

“May I touch them, love?”

“Yes, please,” you whisper.

She turns her head downwards and gently cups your left breast, squeezing softly. Her eyes never leave your chest, almost glued to it, not wanting to miss a second. She lowers her head to your nipple and places light kisses on it, coaxing the bud to harden completely under her lips. Her hand drifts to your right breast and pinches your other nipple faintly, now both sensitive and standing at attention.

Peering at your face while teasing you with her lips, she sees how content you are with the attention you’re receiving, yet restless, wanting more. You look back and beg shamelessly, thankful that she is giving you the touch you’ve desired for so long.

“Please, use your mouth… need you-”

Larissa wouldn’t dare deprive you of what you deserve, nor would she want to tease you when she promised to be gentle, so she reaches her tongue out and kitten-licks your bud. She repeats the motion, drawing the faintest moans from you while your body squirms from the sensation. Your nerves enter a frenzy while warmth shoots down to your core, making your clit throb intensely. She takes your nipple into her mouth and sucks while rolling on the right one between her fingers. Back arching and moaning desperately, you become louder and push your breasts further into her touch. Now, she moves to the other nipple and before latching on, says breathlessly,

“You have the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen, my love, they are positively delicious.”

Her mouth latches on, circling your areola with her tongue and suckling like she is addicted to your taste.

“Oh god- Rissa that feels so good,” You exclaim at her skillful mouth and fingers.

She releases your bud with a pop. Once she sees how impatient you are, with your face partly scrunched in pleasure and your eyes wide and begging silently, she hears you. Almost too quiet for her to hear, you mutter “please” nonstop, so sensitive and desperate that your words are hushed from focusing on how she feels.

“Don’t worry, sweet girl, I’m going to take care of you. First, let me get rid of this blanket.”

You smile, but your face drops at remembering your body. Your thighs, hips, and stomach are all parts of you that you hide, insecurity is now at the forefront of your mind, and you anxiously tremble.

“Wait- Riss I’m… I’m not sure you’d want to see me. I’ve got some squishy parts like my tummy and I am very self-conscious…”

Larissa pauses, taking your cheek in her palm, and says so sweetly yet seriously,

“Darling, I promise you that no matter how you look, you’re perfect in my eyes. Besides, I like my women with curves and everything that comes with them, I find it ravishing.”

She throws you a wink but remains genuine, making you comfortable to continue.

“Okay Rissa, thank you. I trust you.”

Tender hands grasp the blanket and pull it down to reveal a slightly chubby stomach that she instantly adores and wide hips with hip dips and stretch marks, down to thick thighs with cellulite.

“Baby, you’re beyond stunning, look at how soft and curvy you are. I can’t wait to kiss and touch every inch and show how I admire all of you.”

You beam at her and she moves to kneel between your legs with her upper body, hovering above. She kisses you, starting at your lips, along your neck, between your breasts, slowly descending your stomach, and eventually just above where you throb steadily. She runs her fingertips along your sides, hips, and thighs until you shiver. Larissa looks up at you from her place between your parted thighs and finally presses her lips on your center. Her breath heats your core, and her tongue darts out to lick between your lips. The tip of her tongue nudges your clit, and your back arches, a moan slipping from your mouth. Continuing her licks and now sucking on your clit, two fingers gather your wetness and push into your entrance.

With a groan at the stretch, you look down at her, a smirk apparent on her face. She winks and starts thrusting in and out until your head falls back again, moaning deeply. She builds you up again with flicks of her tongue on your clit and a steady pace of her fingers pushing in and out. She stops suddenly, making you whine.

“Hold on love, I can’t help but give these some attention. So mesmerizing when they bounce for me.”

Larissa leans over you again to kiss, bite, and suck on your breasts. Although you are a mewling mess, you immediately notice when something presses against your entrance, and you realize that she picked up the rabbit vibrator to hold it against you. When she sucks one nipple into your mouth and tugs, she shoves the length into your sopping hole.

You gasp loudly and grip the sheets, bracing yourself as she starts fucking you at a quick pace. Your wetness makes a loud squelching sound that drives Larissa insane. She lifts her head to look at you and feels her rough pounding should be matched with praise.

“You take it so well darling, I can hear how fucking wet you are. Such a needy girl aren’t you? You look so pretty when I fuck you, I’ll have to do this as often as I can to see what a good girl you can be for me.”

You visibly quiver at her words, and they bring you closer to the edge. Larissa kisses your lips passionately, and right as she turns the vibrator on, she whispers in your ear,

“Cum for me my love, be a good girl.”

You explode and shut your eyes tight as she fucks you through your orgasm and keeps whispering praises.

“That’s it, baby, you’re doing so good for me.”

“Good girl, make a mess.”

“So beautiful, yes baby, just like that.”

The vibrator turns off when your breathing evens out, Larissa keeping you from feeling overstimulated. You keep your eyes closed as your body fully relaxes under her. She slowly pulls the toy from inside you, and you groan slightly at becoming empty. She places the toy on the dresser atop a towel you prepared earlier and lays again on her side, propped up to view your post-orgasm state.

Your eyes are already on her, with fondness and love shining through. Larissa smiles and kisses your nose.

“You’re adorable dearest, even when you are all messy and red. Do you mind if I stay here and hold you?”

You answer promptly,

“Thank you Riss, you look gorgeous as always. Thank you for making me feel beautiful and safe. I would love it if you stay and please spend the night if you are comfortable with that.”

“I would love to… and y/n? You have nothing to be self-conscious about. If anything, you need to be prepared for how obsessed I am with your body.”

You chuckle, and she continues.

“Let me take care of you tonight and I might need to use those incredible pillows of yours to lay on while I sleep.”

You laugh again with her and decide to turn things around.

“Why don’t you get undressed so I’m not the only one naked here? Although… I don’t know if I can resist what I’ll see...”

“Oh? That won’t be a problem at all. We have plenty more to do before we sleep,” she says with a mischievous grin.

#larissa weems x reader #larissa weems #larissa weems smut #smut #principal weems #lesbian #wlw #weems #big tiddy reader #squishy reader #gwendoline christie #larissa x reader #larissa x y/n #larissa weems x teacher

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littlehypnone · 14 days

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Imagine baby otter rainy being cared for by zeph and them chirping at each other like in https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTLhL3Bad/

(I have no clue how to link things)

yeah no that link doesn't work hgsdjfgdsf here

It’s not often that Rain regresses very little or to his otter form. Usually he goes down just a bit and most of the time he’s rather peaceful in this space. Sometimes, though, he’ll end up as a teeny tiny baby otter clinging to other ghoul’s fingers and squeaking loudly for cuddles.

When this happened it was often Zephyr being the one caring for the little guy. They loved it and Rain did too, not only because of their rather close relationship, but also because Zephyr was an air ghoul.

Different kinds of ghouls have specific characteristics and abilities and air ghouls’ is being able to make and copy a lot of different noises. Not unlike parrots.

That’s why when Rain is an otter and is squeaking away, for whatever reason, Zephyr makes similar sounds and the two of them have their little conversations. The air ghoul, of course, doesn’t really understand what Rain’s trying to communicate just from the chirps, but he usually seems content enough to just hear those squeaks not only from himself but from someone else. It’s probably a baby otter instinct—needing its mother.

Zephyr and Rain—while big—had a laugh about it once or twice.

Mountain leaves with a smile and Zephyr kicks up a gentle purr, walking back to their bed. They let Rain sleep for as long as he needs to while they’re melting over the sheer cuteness of him in this form. It’s particularly adorable when his little nose twitches and they chirp sleepily, wiggling a bit in Zephyr’s arms. Or rather one arm because it's more than enough to hold him up like this.

This time Rain drops when he’s with Mountain and while the earth ghoul also loves taking care of the little guy, he carries him to Zephyr because he has work that isn’t very little otter safe. Rain doesn’t seem to mind—sleeping peacefully, cradled in Mountain’s big hand. One hand, because he's tiny enough to fit right in his palm. He stirs a little when the air ghoul grabs him, but they immediately bring him to their chest and so Rain nuzzles in close and continues his nap.

At some point Rain wakes up, squeaking some more, blinking blearily and wiggling to get a look on where it is he’s ended up. Zephyr chirps, too, then, letting Rain know it’s them holding him.

He perks up at that, tilting his head and putting his little face in the air ghoul’s own, onto their chin. He squeaks again—as if in question—and when Zephyr reciprocates Rain nearly jumps in his happiness. The other laughs and chirps and lets the little guy stomp over their chest and stomach a little bit. It’s not like it’s any meaningful weight.

Rain’s really tiny, though, so he gets tired again quite quickly and flops back down on Zephyr’s chest, nuzzling up to their neck. They grab a special little blanket and a plushie they have for him when he’s like this and give it to him.

The little otter squeaks happily, grabs the plushie—a tiny little rabbit—with his paws and curls around it. Zephyr then puts the blankie over him, puts their hand on it and chirps in a way they had already learned is reassuring and comforting to the little guy.

“Sleep, little otter,” Zephyr whispers between the squeaks.

#hypno writes #little ghouls #age regression #pet regression #little rain #otter rain #cg zephyr

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iamthecomet · 9 months

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-flops down-

Thought for you of the ZephDew variety.

So I said before Dew lost his topside virginity to Zephyr, but recently my brain has gone down a rabbit hole, and the thing that came to mind first was, "Zephyr was the first person to cum inside of Dew."

And I have not known peace since.

I just think it would be funny for Zephyr to have that locked in the chamber in case Dew gets a bit too bratty, like, "You're being pretty cocky for someone who begged for this before, so why don't you stop playing games and be a good boy, huh?"

"All that please, please, please before and now you have the nerve to pretend like you're too good for it?"

Zephyr also being very pleased by the fact that Dew doesn't let just anyone do it either, because it's pretty intimate, and Zephyr is one of the few people that does it in a way where he doesn't feel, I dunno, kinda gross or weird about it after the fact.

Also helps that they're really good at aftercare because they also need to take care of themself afterwards and are like, "Let's unwind and get cleaned up together."

So yeah.

Post hike brain slid home into, "So smut-"

GUUUAHFOJA LAMP. Lamp I will never know peace again. Water Dew only letting Zephyr cum inside of him for the longest time. No one else. Dew thinks, rightly so, that the others might see some sort of possession in it. But Zephyr doesn't. They don't tell Dew he's theirs. They don't growl in his ear that he belongs to them. So Zephyr gets the privilege no one else does. And Zephyr takes good care of him. They take long luxurious baths together as Zephyr cleans Dew up. Dew rubs Zephyr's aching back as they lounge together after. It's always so gentle, so soft. Dew's never known this kind of aftercare, or even this kind of sex--where there is very clearly care and love put into every decision. He can lay himself bare for Zephyr and not worry about getting hurt because of it. Everyone else just thinks Dew doesn't let anyone do it. Only Zephyr and Dew know the truth. And Dew trusts them to never tell the others. They hold it over his head sometimes. Not as a threat, but as a reminder that they're the only ones who do this to him, who give him this. That he should behave because they know he likes it and he won't get it if he doesn't cut the shit. It works every single time. No one has any idea how Zephyr can get Dew to behave so quickly--they swear it's magic. Zephyr thinks that maybe it is. And when Dew eventually gets close enough to Aether to let him, Zephyr is the first person to know about it. Words whispered to them like Dew's afraid Zephyr is going to be upset about it, but of course, they aren't. They are happy to watch Dew open up, to see him heal from whatever trauma caused him to lock all of his vulnerability away. And Dew now is much looser about who he lets cum inside of him. It isn't as big of a deal, he's worked through his hang-ups about being seen as weak or vulnerable, about letting someone put him in that position. But despite that, Zephyr is still the only one who gets to do it whenever they want.

#comet comments #lamp #ZephDew #Zephyr Ghoul #They/Them Zephyr #Dewdrop Ghoul

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freeusemuses · 7 months

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Would any of the Zirconia boys (Zephyr, Lupin, Halcyon) sleep with—

Jessica Rabbit~

"Hello beautif-" Zephyr was suddenly sent flying, as Halcyon bowled his father over to get to the sexy redhead first.

Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

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skyward-floored · 2 months

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Immediate thoughts (I just flippin love superheroes okay):

Twilight - Wolfsbane.

Legend - Pink Phantom lol probably just Phantom.

Hyrule - …maybe Sentry?

Wind - Tempest! Hurricane! Zephyr~

Four - ...all I got is Multiple Man lol ummmm something like Propagator?

is that all the unnamed kiddos?

Yeah that’s all of them! Though I might change Wild’s since I’m not sure it’s quite his style. Still thinking.

These are nice! I was actually thinking about some names after I got off last night, and some of these are similar to ideas I had XD Wind especially, I was thinking I might actually go with Hurricane for him even before I saw your ask!

Twilight I think I want something more night-like for his name, but also wolffish? Like, like Dusk Wolf, or Lycan-Night, or something clever like that. Wolfsbane is cool too, I’m just not sure how well it fits Twi.

Phantom for Legend is neat, but it also makes me think of spirit tracks so I don’t know if it would be the best for him since he’s got nothing to do with that... something that focuses on his invisibility does make the most sense though, since he tends to use it much more than his rabbit form. If only he was purple instead of pink, Ultraviolet would be a pretty cool name since it’s off the visible spectrum and all. Infrared maybe?

Hyrule... I dunno. I feel like I wrote some ideas down for him one time, but I can’t find where I wrote them, and don’t remember what they were, heh. I’m trying to think of names they themselves would pick, but Hyrule... is tricky 😅

And Four is even trickier. My immediate thought was ‘Tricolor’! But then I remembered there’s four of him, and ‘Quadcolor’ doesn’t have the same ring to it 🤣 Multi-Color? Polychromatic? Prismatic? Could steal the name of a tfh boss and call him Prismantis maybe...

#answers from the floor #lovely mineralrabbit #Incredibles au

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bitchfitch · 11 months

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idk. I'm still figuring out Renard. I feel like this blue/gree color palette will work for him. Like he's a very blue character, but leaving him as just blue is too fox. Unfortunately him being blue/green means Zephyr will have to be in the red/yellow range, which is Very rabbit. Idk. I'll dick around with shape language and probably pick a non fox/hound/rabbit animal to be his motif to put some more design distance between him and Prince. bc like. Renard is just wide Lowell, but the green/blue instead of red/grey color difference helps. If Zephyr has Prince's colors And his shapes, and like, 90% of his personality, then thats just prince 2.

#he has body hair im just too tired to draw it

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