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[kjinyu]

january 2020

stupid idea

[kjinyu]

april 14 2020

inspired by this shirt

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[shapooda]

Happy Birthday Ichigooooo 🧡🧡🧡

There was a drawing Kubo made w/ Ichigo raising a flute in a toast, and it’s literally my favorite drawing of him, so I did a little callback uvu 

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[shapooda]

~ Caught ~

If Ichigo was a captain and he got caught with his “friend”. Bring the rain C:

[shapooda]

Samurai AU! Kitten gave Grimm those sick scars. Grimm and that kitten have an understanding. Kitten won’t go full yokai and kill anyone if Grimm is there. And Ichigo is comfortably half-demon uvu

[deancassnapchats]

[whatliveson]

chezzr​:

frombitchtobeast​:

Relationship goals

literally

@zookeeps​

[whatliveson]

raajasii​:

                    Sips leisurely from his cup.

              Wishes those lips were on something else.

[whatliveson]

@z00kept​ It hurts. His leg does anyways. He limps into the apartment with a heavy groan, hazy eyes searching for the other. "Ty-gra." he mumbles, searching. Ah well, if he can't find him, he's just going to collapse on the couch, and wait for him to come back.

                 Tygra had been in the shower. A mess in the kitchen transformed to filth upon fur and there was no reason to keep it in such condition. Hot water only penetrating layers as fingers groom through. Half a bottle of shampoo would do but it would take almost an entire bottle of conditioner to get the silky smooth texture so highly desired. However, water is immediately shut off upon hearing his name weakly called from the living room. Daiki was home from work? Odd.

             With a towel wrapped around waist, and another being rubbed through unfinished coat - Tygra would head to the source. “Something the matter?” Some concern peaked with the question. The pain on significant other’s face was clear, but in honesty, the tiger would be unsure how to help. “What can I do for you?”

[mistymorningme]

by Mark Dumont

[dilfosaur]

thinking about he

[aceflorins]

I NEEDED TO GET THIS OUT OF MY SYSTEM;;;

My first contribution to the fandom is a sh!tpost. UWU

Kudos to those who get the reference. uwu <3

[cuteanimatedboys]

Tygra from Thundercats (2011)

SOURCE: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Tygra-258096071

[whatliveson]

@z00kept​ x

           It baffled Keanu the way the man would react. Instead of his voice toning down, it seemed like he just shuts down. Perhaps rephrasing was needed for the desired effect. In fact, the liveliness of Oliver was a trait he adored, just sometimes the loud voice caused cringing after being submerged underwater for longer than eight hours - which was more common than not. 

           Slowly, he’d approach and put a hand on the broom Ollie had taken up. “Listen, I more than encourage you to be excited, okay?” A soft smile being given as other arm would wrap over his shoulders and pull him closer. “But your voice, sometimes you’re vocally loud, just take the tone down a notch. Does that make more sense? It hurts sometimes, that’s all.” He’d try to explain more gently.

[sirgarrowman]

Tygra for no reasons

[sirgarrowman]

It’s been three years now, and I still can’t get over that Tygra’s design in the Thundercats reboot.

[tabloidborn]

@whatliveson​ REPORTED: Tygra wraps an arm around the other’s neck, pulling him in closer. A toothy grin. “For each of your questions, I’m going to eat a part of you.” Clawed hand raising to trace nail along the man’s jaw. Having a little too much fun teasing him.

🗞️ To find truth only in that which falls from a source’s mouth, that was the burden that the doe-eyed journalist held his own sense of pride to, drawing secrets and stories straight from the bubbling spring that gave birth to a well of knowledge.   Rivulets of concern gave way to a slick brow, glassy violet nigh lost in a pool of ivory as instinct bade him to flee, all the while a human mind caught up on the heat of the moment, and the… strange.. softness that was velvet fur against his skin. Did the wayward Mink, rumored to be a Prince of his kind, realize just how very fluffy he was, and how intensely disarming it could be? And then the promise of the edge of a claw caused him to hear the words.       … eat him.                  EAT HIM?? While he was privy to the race, the Birkan reporter hadn’t been able to get too many of the elusive animal-men to give their word on many subjects, so when he had been given a lead that could give him access to royalty, he… perhaps hadn’t thought it through well enough.

                     “… I-I see… ah… some kind of social difference…      I can’t back down… your Majesty, if I get to choose the part in question, then an ear!                   F-For one question.”

He was careful, you see, not to phrase an inquiry, lest he invoke more penance than was due - clever, despite looking as though he was about to burst into tears at a moment’s notice. 🗞️

[whatliveson]

              Tygra sniffs the air beside the stranger’s hair, as if smelling prey. The look of fear upon the trapped man’s features, there was something refreshing about it - often being nice lacked a certain amount of fun. While there was little intent to actually eat a body part, he could string the rodent along. 

              What wasn’t expected was the agreement to be eaten, an ear none-the-less. A deep chuckle fills the space between sharp teeth and the other’s skin. The claw lightly digging in as it’d trail down to throat now. “What’ll be your question then? It best be good.” Tygra would keep to his word, at least. Tongue sliding against the rim of the ear, pretending to take a taste. 

              He certainly could play the part of an evil character, that was for sure. Thank gods no one of crew was around to give away the falseness to the show put on. Now a little nibble is given. “I’m waiting.” Is uttered.

[whatliveson]

@z00kept​ x 

             The fortune teller could hear the irritation in the man’s voice - and honestly it amused him; at the same time, keeping an air of innocence.After all, if Laurence knew the questions of stupidity were on purpose, would he keep attempting to answer? Doubtful. A soft hum escaping in thought for only a minute.

             “Now that you’ve brought ostriches up, could they even be considered birds? They can’t swim or float. They can’t fly. So their only bird like qualities are what? A beak and wings? Doesn’t sound like much of a bird to me.”