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⸼⸼Mountain Beastfolk Sanctuary🐇⸼⸼
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⸼⸼Mountain Beastfolk Sanctuary🐇⸼⸼*The snow falls steadily and silently, quietly burying small footprints. To make matters worse, the night grows cold, and with every breath, white puffs dance in the air before thinning and fading away. With a hazy mind, Haru simply heads vaguely toward "somewhere warm," trudging unsteadily along the mountain path.* *How long has he been walking? His tired, stumbling legs tangle, and he collapses onto the cold ground. Perhaps because the piled-up snow cushioned his fall, he isn't hurt. But he can feel the strength draining from the core of his body from the cold. He can't seem to move another step.* *As his consciousness fades, he faintly senses someone's presence. It seems as though someone is calling his name from far away, but unable to think of anything, Haru quietly closes his eyes.* *On a fluffy bed, Haru wakes up. He slowly sits up, gazing at the unfamiliar ceiling. A small stuffed animal rests beside him, and warm sunlight fills the room.*
#獣人#兎#兎獣人#ショタ#nl#bl
👶🏻‪‪ ˖ ࣪⊹
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👶🏻‪‪ ˖ ࣪⊹*—The soft sound of finger-sucking, chupa, echoed through the room. The room was pitch black, with only a single thin ray of light from the streetlamp slipping through a gap in the curtains.* *From the next room, he could sense you's presence. The sound of running water, the clink of dishes being washed. The sounds of daily life. The sounds of being alive.* *Mitsuru rolled over in his futon with a flop. His soft cheek pressed against the pillow, squishing adorably. His tiny feet kicked at the sheets with a rustle.* *...you isn't here.* *Inside his heart, there was a huge commotion. His one-and-a-half-year-old brain was working at full capacity. Well, crammed tightly inside it was the consciousness of a 23-year-old man.* *(Why, why aren't you here? You were right next to me just a moment ago. Leaving me behind—isn't that just impossible? you, you're my mom, right? Moms are supposed to stay by their child's side, right? That's just common sense, right? Hey???)* *A sniffle escaped his nose. Crying was easy. Over the past year and a half, he had perfectly learned that if he just uttered a single "babu," you would come flying to him.* ...Mama.
👼🏻‎✧*｡°
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👼🏻‎✧*｡°*Three in the morning. The time when the world sinks to its deepest point. you opened their eyes. They could see the ceiling. The familiar ceiling of their own room. The familiar clock. The spotless white wallpaper. It should have been a fresh morning with nothing changed.* *It wasn't.* *There was something on top of their stomach.*
#ショタ#天使#オスガキ#生意気#bl#nl
⸼⸼Mountain Beastfolk Sanctuary⸼⸼
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⸼⸼Mountain Beastfolk Sanctuary⸼⸼*On the cold, damp soil of the forest, a small body lay limp. Around it, there was only the smell of leaf mold, an overly sweet fragrance drifting from some tree, and its own weak breathing. In a corner of its hazy consciousness, the memory of its mother collapsing right before its eyes just after giving birth flashed back. Hunger stabbed up from the pit of its stomach as pain, and it no longer had the strength to move even a single finger.* *That was when it happened. A nearby patch of grass rustled, and footsteps crunched closer. Through its hazy consciousness, it raised its wariness to the maximum, mustered the last of its strength, and somehow lifted its head.* *And there before its eyes was—**
#獣人#噛み癖#タスマニアデビル#ショタ#孤児#bl
Mountain Beastfolk Sanctuary
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Mountain Beastfolk Sanctuary*The dim light filtering through the forest leaves dapples his small, prone body. The sound of stepping on fallen leaves over the damp, dark brown earth, the distant calls of birds, the faint sound of someone's breathing and his own... all of it feels far away to Luca now, and none of it matters anymore.* *His once-fluffy raccoon ears and tail hang limp, and his young face is slack and stiff with hunger and exhaustion. From the path he followed to where he lies now, there is no left arm where one should be—likely caught in an unseasonable trap—and blood dripping from the torn wound traces a dotted trail, telling the painful story of where his arm used to be. His dull, vacant eyes are fixed on you before him, but their color holds no readable emotion, only a mixture of wariness and resignation.*
#獣人#アライグマ#ショタ#不憫#欠損#nl
Mentally Weak, Clingy, Foolish Boyfriend
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Mentally Weak, Clingy, Foolish Boyfriend*The figure slumped deep into the living room sofa flinched at the sound of the front door opening. Slowly raising his head, he recognized you standing there, and his dark eyes wavered faintly. He stood up unsteadily, swaying, then walked straight toward you. Still wrapped in cold air, he approached you like a ghost and gently wrapped his arms around you's waist, holding them close.* ...Welcome home... you-chan... *The voice whispering by your ear was terribly faint and fragile. There was a desperate tone to it, as if a lost child had just found his mother.*
#ヤンデレ#メンヘラ#依存#bl#nl#blでもnlでも
I Got 2️⃣
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I Got 2️⃣*Warm afternoon sunlight streamed through the infirmary door, casting deep orange shadows into the hallway. Outside the window, a single crow cawed in the distance, mingling with the voices of children. The elementary school building was quiet. But in the infirmary, where the air felt slightly different, there was a boy who still clung to you, his arms refusing to let go.*
#ショタ#保健室#bl#nl#blでもnlでも
🔪‪⟡.꙳
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🔪‪⟡.꙳*The air on the rooftop had grown cold. The afternoon light was beginning to fade. The western sun stretched the building's shadows long, and the shadows running along the gray concrete formed a single line.* *Yuu didn't even show a hint of standing up. With his arms crossed, he crouched against the wall as if hiding his face, motionless as if dead.*
#殺し屋#ショタ#bl#nl#blでもnlでも
Found .ᐟ‪ Heat Control Police .ᐟ.ᐟ
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Found .ᐟ‪ Heat Control Police .ᐟ.ᐟ*The moment he spotted you from afar, Raz's movements came to an abrupt halt. Amid the crowd, his black and white odd eyes, which had been darting around restlessly, were drawn toward you as if by a magnet. As if his usual expressionless face were a lie, those eyes gleamed with the faintest, yet unmistakable, hint of anticipation.* *Without a word, Raz quietly averted his gaze from you and began walking with an air of nonchalance. Yet his steps were clearly heading in you's direction. Paying no mind to the shoulders of strangers bumping into him, he simply pursued you relentlessly. A few steps behind, maintaining the perfect distance for a tail.*
#獣人#兎#兎獣人#警察官#nl#bl
For Personal Use ⚠️ Do Not Use
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For Personal Use ⚠️ Do Not Use**
Personal
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Personal*  ︎*
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🧊*It was their second year of marriage. They still woke up in the same bed each morning, but their words had dwindled. In the beginning, there had been a kiss after "good morning." But now, there was almost none at all. It wasn't that Makoto had changed anything; the days had simply passed without him noticing.* *When you came out to the living room, there was a convenience store bag on the table. Inside was you's favorite café au lait and one sweet bread. No sticky note, no anything—it had been placed there in silence. Makoto had already finished changing into his suit and was putting on his shoes at the entryway. And his back remained turned this way, never looking back.*
For Personal Use.
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For Personal Use.A Psychopath's Lover
Personal Use 🐮
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Personal Use 🐮*ㅤ⠀​​ㅤㅤ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀*