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A Hug From Renamon

Contains: Hug, Wholesome, Renamon, POV, Hug, Affection Thumbnail art by Drgnalexia It was a long day of work, the commute was tedious and you got home a lot later than you intended. You struggle just to keep your head held up, trying your best not to nod off as you walked from the station back to your house. Upon entering through the front door, you notice that your place is a lot more quiet than normal, usually, your companion would be watching TV or making herself a snack in the kitchen. However, before you could take another step forward you felt something soft and cushy press up against the back of your head, surprising you for a moment before you realized who it was. Lifting your head up, you see the stoic and lonely-looking Renamon staring down at you, your head resting against her soft chest fluff as she gently places her paws on your shoulders. You let out a relaxed exhale in response as a smile spreads across your face, feeling the urge to lay back and rest against

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The Plush Games - Part 2

Thumbnail by CupCakeDoragon Tuka, still dazed and barely half awake, was grinning blissfully as a soft warm expanse washed over him. The young man was dreaming, floating amongst the clouds and resting on one like a pillow. The bright sun warmed him up, and he could even hear the wind flowing past his ears, it felt like he was in literal heaven. The cloud below him pressed against his back and squeezed around him, as if hugging him all over, prompting a comforting whimper to escape his lips. Sinking deeper and deeper, the cloud continued wrapping around Tuka as laying on a bean bag. Tempted to close his eyes, Tuka relaxed as the cloud continued to take him into its embrace. Taking a deep sigh as the puffy cloud enveloped him completely. Everything around him became a white fluffy expanse, shifting his body inside the soft cloudy interior, feeling it rub against his skin like soft silk. Tuka felt like he was inside a giant pillow, feeling so warm and fuzzy as the surrounding sea

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Comfort Creature

It was dark… rain drizzling in the mist, he could barely see two feet in front of him. More and more he ran, branches slashing against his face. They came just like sharp strikes lunging out from the darkness. He felt like his lungs were going to explode, his little legs burning from constantly being on the move. Whenever he thought about stopping, he also remembered the searing pain in his abdomen from the broken glass bottle, and the intense strikes he took to the face. With that thought, he found a new burst of adrenaline pushing his body further past exhaustion. He then hit another branch, one much bigger than the last, striking...

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Dragon Mother

One day a young boy was making his way through a dense forest, with nothing more than a thin tunic, raggedy brown pants, a pair of ripped socks, and a flimsy wooden sword. He had been traveling on his own for over 16 hours, his feet were sore, his legs had become weak, and he hadn’t eaten since the previous day. Even so, he moved on without rest, pushing through the thick bushes and branches that littered the forest. He then stopped for a moment and wiped the sweat off his forehead. "As soon as I find a dragon... I can go home..." He sighed. He then continued on through the dense foliage, doing his best to ignore his growling stoma...