"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

No title available

Kiana Khansmith
đ
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Keni
Fai_Ryy

romaâ

No title available
The Bright Sessions
Mike Driver
taylor price
art blog(derogatory)

blake kathryn
tumblr dot com
The Stonewall Inn
Cosimo Galluzzi
The Bowery Presents
h
noise dept.
seen from United States
seen from Italy
seen from Mexico

seen from Canada
seen from Ukraine

seen from Singapore
seen from Bulgaria
seen from Venezuela
seen from Brazil
seen from Pakistan

seen from Singapore

seen from Russia

seen from Singapore

seen from Philippines
seen from TĂźrkiye

seen from T1

seen from Philippines
seen from United States
seen from Mexico
seen from United Kingdom
@foxfaceflamingice-blog
Š | taou22 (Do not remove credits)
The Wind Rises (2013) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
Ouran High School Host Club
âIâŚIâŚ" âIâm glad." "Eh?" "I didnâtâŚI didnât want to lose anyone else.â âYouâŚYou forgive me?â
Life is suffering. It is hard. The world is cursed. But still, you find reasons to keep living.
Princess Mononoke (1997) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
"Mating Season"
He did his best to stay in his Rookie form, so that he was less of a hassle for everyone⌠but he couldnât. He literally woke up in his Mega form and feeling⌠unbelievably restless.
If that was even the right word. Which it wasnât.
He then proceeded to shut himself up inside the old shrine near his Tamerâs house. They wouldnât think to look for him there, and no other human would be around at this time of the day. He could just wait it out, and hope it wouldnât last too longâŚ
And then she walked in.
Dammit.
The last person he wanted should be seeing right now, he should have known would definitely look for him here.
ââŚCanât a mon get some privacy?â he half grumbled, half whined to her.
Keep reading
Renamon grunted when he pulled her into his lap. She put both paws on his chest as she called out his name in pure bliss. Her womanhood tightened itself around his member while she held her head back. âBecause youâre treating this like some sort of⌠game!â Having trouble finding the right word, she repositioned herself so that she could move on her own. She forced his hands away from her waist and placed her own on his lap. She started to thrust her body up and down as deep and fast as she wanted. Â
Red Fox Feeling the Winter
đˇ: Alicja ZmysĹowska
"đ"
âOoof, my head⌠what was in thatâŚ?â Beelzemon groaned as he sat up, scratching the back of his neck and wincing at the moist feeling of sweat beading up underneath his leather jumpsuit. It felt like he was coming down from a fever of some sort⌠Bad enough he was being chased to beat the band, but if he was getting sickâ
His mask slid off his face as he pulled himself fully upright and he grunted in shock, catching it in his lap and attempting to slide it back on⌠stopping when he realized he couldnât. At least⌠not correctly.
It felt⌠off. Like it didnât fit anymore, and he briefly wondered if somehow his mask had been switched out or even broken in some way, stupid as it sounded. It was when he was looking it over for such possibilities when he saw it.
His reflection.
His face.
That wasnât his face in his reflection.
ââŚwhat the hellâŚ?â
Thatâs when a bunch of other things became apparent all at once. His lack of claws beneath his gloves, his tail gone with balance thrown off, his three eyes replaced with only two, and his sharp fangs replaced with dull incisors.
Pitiful, dull, human incisors.
âWHAT THE HELL?!?!?â
 âWell thatâs obvious, Fox Face.â Beelzemon said, rolling his eyes. No way heâd be stupid enough to go after a Wild One when heâs as weak as⌠well, Kazu.
âWait, whaâdaâya mean?â he asked, watching as she sniffed the air around. âWas it strong before?â
She was surprised he didnât tell her to mind her own business or something related to that statement. The only thing that reminded her that she was still talking to Beelzemon was the fact that he called her âfoxfaceâ. Unaware of what she just said out loud, her cheeks turned a light pink hue. âN... nothing. Forget I said anything.â Trying to put her words behind her, she turned around and made her tail gesture him to follow. âYou can come with me for now. No one is home at the moment, but when Rika returns she can hopefully help us.âÂ
"Mating Season"
He did his best to stay in his Rookie form, so that he was less of a hassle for everyone⌠but he couldnât. He literally woke up in his Mega form and feeling⌠unbelievably restless.
If that was even the right word. Which it wasnât.
He then proceeded to shut himself up inside the old shrine near his Tamerâs house. They wouldnât think to look for him there, and no other human would be around at this time of the day. He could just wait it out, and hope it wouldnât last too longâŚ
And then she walked in.
Dammit.
The last person he wanted should be seeing right now, he should have known would definitely look for him here.
ââŚCanât a mon get some privacy?â he half grumbled, half whined to her.
Keep reading
Renamon moaned loudly in sync with him as he began to thrust in and out of her. She dug her claws in his back as the pain was still lingering for a bit longer. âI⌠I always thought you liked your females weak and helplessâŚâ Moaning some more between her words, she began playing with one of her breasts. She tried to hold her tongue from giving him too much satisfaction, but she couldnât help herself anymore. âIt feels so good⌠Please donât stop!â Kissing him forcefully, her hips began moving on their own to increase the pleasure.Â
"đ"
âOoof, my head⌠what was in thatâŚ?â Beelzemon groaned as he sat up, scratching the back of his neck and wincing at the moist feeling of sweat beading up underneath his leather jumpsuit. It felt like he was coming down from a fever of some sort⌠Bad enough he was being chased to beat the band, but if he was getting sickâ
His mask slid off his face as he pulled himself fully upright and he grunted in shock, catching it in his lap and attempting to slide it back on⌠stopping when he realized he couldnât. At least⌠not correctly.
It felt⌠off. Like it didnât fit anymore, and he briefly wondered if somehow his mask had been switched out or even broken in some way, stupid as it sounded. It was when he was looking it over for such possibilities when he saw it.
His reflection.
His face.
That wasnât his face in his reflection.
ââŚwhat the hellâŚ?â
Thatâs when a bunch of other things became apparent all at once. His lack of claws beneath his gloves, his tail gone with balance thrown off, his three eyes replaced with only two, and his sharp fangs replaced with dull incisors.
Pitiful, dull, human incisors.
âWHAT THE HELL?!?!?â
 âUgh⌠quit remindinâ meâŚâ he groaned. He knew she was right, though. Heâd have to be careful with whatever he did not that he was human. What felt even worse was he knew heâd have to avoid fights, which just made him all the more agitatedâŚ
He looked at her, noting the height similarity in them now that he had pretty much shrunk. It was weird⌠he was used to being so much taller, so much bigger than most people and Digimon. Sure, he was still tall by human standards, but stillâŚ
Renamon knew how stubborn he could be, plus he wasnât very good at following directions. The rookie grabbed his chin with her paw and forced him to look at her. âListen to me, you canât go running off fighting wild ones. I donât need my best friend getting killâŚ.â She paused for a moment and sniffed the air around Beelzemon. He let go of his face and ran her paws through his blonde hair. She continued to sniff his head much like a puppy would with just about anything. Having him close to her allowed her to observe more then just his appearance. Having a disappointed expression, she sighed and looked back at him. âYour scent⌠It isnât as strong anymore.âÂ
"Mating Season"
He did his best to stay in his Rookie form, so that he was less of a hassle for everyone⌠but he couldnât. He literally woke up in his Mega form and feeling⌠unbelievably restless.
If that was even the right word. Which it wasnât.
He then proceeded to shut himself up inside the old shrine near his Tamerâs house. They wouldnât think to look for him there, and no other human would be around at this time of the day. He could just wait it out, and hope it wouldnât last too longâŚ
And then she walked in.
Dammit.
The last person he wanted should be seeing right now, he should have known would definitely look for him here.
ââŚCanât a mon get some privacy?â he half grumbled, half whined to her.
Keep reading
Renamon was surprised by him making an attempt to make the situation better. She wasnât expecting to feel anything but lust from the experience, but staying with him like this didnât seem like a bad idea. After he showed her affection, she leaned up and locked her lips with his. Starting to feel the pain going away, she released herself and laid her head back down on the ground. âItâs⌠Itâs alright. Iâm getting use to it now.â Blushing from his compliment, she put her paws near her bright red face. âH⌠How so? I didnât know youâd get so passionate over this⌠But... Iâd be lying if I said I didnât feel the same.â
"đ"
âOoof, my head⌠what was in thatâŚ?â Beelzemon groaned as he sat up, scratching the back of his neck and wincing at the moist feeling of sweat beading up underneath his leather jumpsuit. It felt like he was coming down from a fever of some sort⌠Bad enough he was being chased to beat the band, but if he was getting sickâ
His mask slid off his face as he pulled himself fully upright and he grunted in shock, catching it in his lap and attempting to slide it back on⌠stopping when he realized he couldnât. At least⌠not correctly.
It felt⌠off. Like it didnât fit anymore, and he briefly wondered if somehow his mask had been switched out or even broken in some way, stupid as it sounded. It was when he was looking it over for such possibilities when he saw it.
His reflection.
His face.
That wasnât his face in his reflection.
ââŚwhat the hellâŚ?â
Thatâs when a bunch of other things became apparent all at once. His lack of claws beneath his gloves, his tail gone with balance thrown off, his three eyes replaced with only two, and his sharp fangs replaced with dull incisors.
Pitiful, dull, human incisors.
âWHAT THE HELL?!?!?â
Beelzemon cleared his throat and tried to stand up again, which was hard, considering just how off his balance was.
âW-Well until we figure somethinâ out⌠guess I got no choice but toâwhoa!â he froze as he almost fell, catching himself in mid air. ââBut to get used to thisâŚâ he sighed.
Renamon quickly stood up from her spot and ran over to Beelzemon. She placed her paws around him so that he wouldnât fall. She sighed in relief when he didnât topple over and gave him a small smile. âCareful⌠Humans are much more delicate then a Digimon. You can get seriously hurt from just about anything.â Before saying something else, she paused when she noticed that his head was right where herâs was. They were the same exact height now⌠Usually it was one towering over the other depending on which form they were in. She wasnât use to her non-human friends being this close to her own height, it was odd to say the least.Â