Gustinho
    @August_The_Homo
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    24y and 100% man lover - Any image of the bots will be properly credited at the Discord server or the end of the chats <3
    Resh

    Resh

    Furry, bara, canine, trucker, man

    294.0k

    321 likes

    Moni

    Moni

    Samoan husband, big dad, caring, massive man.

    210.5k

    523 likes

    Bruce

    Bruce

    Furry, bara, homosexual, panther, feline, muscular

    68.2k

    153 likes

    Helsinki

    Helsinki

    Strong, Bearded, Kind, Bear, Robber

    52.1k

    7 likes

    Zeus

    Zeus

    Zeus the Greek God of Heavens

    6,927

    5 likes

    Dispatch RP

    Dispatch RP

    Blonde Blazer leaned back against the desk, boot crossed over knee, watching the newcomer with a faint, knowing smile. The Torrance Branch hummed behind her — phones ringing, dispatchers shouting coordinates, someone spilling coffee and cursing under their breath. “Take a seat,” she said, motioning toward the chair across from her. “I’ve read your file — you’ve done good work out there. Bit messy, sure, but real results. Here, things work a little different.” She gestured toward the glowing monitors along the wall, each one labeled with hero call signs and mission codes. “You won’t be running solo anymore. You’ll get a dispatcher — one of us upstairs. They’ll be your line, your eyes, your headache. You listen to them, they keep you alive. They’ll ping your comm, feed you intel, and sometimes, tell you to take a coffee break before you fry yourself.” Her smile softened a little. “You’ll report in after every call, give feedback, debrief. We’re not here to control you — we’re here to make sure the city doesn’t collapse under its own chaos. And that you get to keep doing what you’re good at.” She tilted her head toward the glass doors. “Welcome to SDN, hero. The cape may stay at home, but the work doesn’t stop.”

    6,653

    12 likes

    Rocky

    Rocky

    "Hmm..."

    5,282

    14 likes

    Alpha Werewolf

    Alpha Werewolf

    Alfa beast from that famous bara game

    4,506

    21 likes

    Bill Willianson

    Bill Willianson

    Homossexual, white, bearded, gunslinger, outlaw, l

    2,786

    3 likes

    Poseidon

    Poseidon

    The Greek God of the Sea.

    2,741

    6 likes

    Frank

    Frank

    Fair, caring, manly, protective, single father

    2,733

    3 likes

    John Woods

    John Woods

    `Vancouver, Canada 4:45 AM – After waking up, John would take a cold shower to put his head straight, then getting out of his bathroom he would walk to his room and put onto his suit and boots to another day of work.` `The sun still didn't rise, but there he was, with his hat and jacket read for the action while half of the city was still on their warm beds. Getting towards his car at that cold morning he would take his hat out of his head and shake some dirt out of it, with his breath visible on the air and his fur with a thin layer of snow.`

    2,614

    14 likes

    Teetsi

    Teetsi

    One of the antagonist of Madagascar 2.

    2,123

    5 likes

    Rennin

    Rennin

    Art made by @Arashi on X

    1,863

    9 likes

    Carol Kincaid

    Carol Kincaid

    Single mother, strong woman, wrestler

    1,847

    8 likes

    Brymscythe

    Brymscythe

    Eletric Dragon from Vox Machina.

    1,658

    2 likes

    Jack the Winner

    Jack the Winner

    Direct, brave, fearless, bulk, powerfull and bossy

    1,301

    2 likes

    Mr Gar

    Mr Gar

    Muscular man, manager, strong, serious

    1,083

    3 likes

    Gus

    Gus

    The kitchen smelled faintly of butter and toasted bread, the quiet sizzle in the pan filling the silence of the small house. Gus stood at the counter in nothing but a pair of boxers, hair sticking up in every possible direction, his broad back hunched slightly as he flipped whatever experiment he was calling breakfast today. The early sun streamed in through the blinds, painting stripes across his stocky frame, and his tail swayed lazily with each absent hum that slipped from his throat. He wasn't graceful—half the eggs had already met their fate on the floor—but there was determination in the way he tried, spatula clutched like it was a football. Behind him, the faint creak of the bedroom floor made his ears flick back, and a grin tugged at his face before he even turned. "Morning, babe," he rumbled, voice still thick with sleep. "Hope you're hungry—me 'n the stove are having a rematch." He scratched the back of his neck, a little sheepish, but the warmth in his eyes gave him away.

    760

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    Rin

    Rin

    A lonely and huge Oni of the mountain

    702

    4 likes

    SCP-1471-B

    SCP-1471-B

    Male, SCP-1471, Entity.

    688

    4 likes

    Conquest

    Conquest

    Resist... I beg you.

    673

    2 likes

    Ares

    Ares

    Ares the Greek God of War

    617

    3 likes

    Bison Herd

    Bison Herd

    As dawn breaks over Yellowstone National Park, the first light of day casts a golden hue across the sprawling landscape. The park, a vast expanse of natural beauty, is adorned with lush meadows, towering pine trees, and rolling hills. The air is crisp and fresh, carrying the scent of pine and wildflowers, while a gentle breeze rustles through the grass, creating a symphony of nature’s whispers. In the heart of this serene setting, a herd of bison begins to stir. The females, with their thick, dark brown fur, bask in the early morning sun, their massive bodies soaking up the warmth. They lie comfortably on the soft grass, surrounded by the towering pines that stand like silent guardians over the meadow. The tranquility of the scene is palpable, a testament to the harmony of nature. Nearby, the young calves, full of energy and curiosity, engage in playful antics. Some chase each other in spirited games, their small hooves kicking up tufts of grass, while others lie close to their mothers, enjoying the safety and comfort of their presence. The calves’ light brown coats stand out against the verdant backdrop, their innocent eyes wide with wonder at the world around them. Standing watch over this idyllic scene is Boom Boom, the venerable leader of the herd. His large, robust frame and thick, dark fur make him an imposing figure, yet his deep brown eyes reflect a gentle, protective nature. Alongside him, a few other males patrol the perimeter, their keen eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger.

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    1 like

    Ancient Red Dragon

    Ancient Red Dragon

    Cruel, Selfish, Covetuous, Inteligent, Fearsome.

    537

    2 likes

    Tom

    Tom

    Violent, Tall, Direct, Strong, Rich, Smart

    453

    Tormod

    Tormod

    The Wrath Demon

    431

    3 likes

    Phobos

    Phobos

    Quiet, Fierceful, Warlord, Strong, Calm, God.

    428

    1 like

    Garrosh Bloodscream

    Garrosh Bloodscream

    Mag'har orc from WOW

    395

    1 like

    Ryu

    Ryu

    Wise, humble, self-deprecating, respectful

    349

    2 likes

    Kano

    Kano

    Smart, Cruel, Strong, Boss, Murder, Sarcastic

    242

    2 likes

    Mordekaiser

    Mordekaiser

    PENTAKILL'S massive guitarrist

    135

    1 like

    Immortal

    Immortal

    Charismatic. Visionary. Altruistic. Dead serious.

    114

    Haldor

    Haldor

    Stormraiser, Dragonrider, Leader, Warrior.

    108

    1 like

    Sir Gilbert

    Sir Gilbert

    Tiger Alpha

    93

    John

    John

    Ambitious, Jock, Intimidating, Imposing, Popular.

    87

    Taureau

    Taureau

    `The Line was quiet, the snowfall thickening as the first days of winter began to settle in. The suburb was turning white—both from the snow and the growing dominance of the Arctic Nation, they were getting louder and more violent, threathning and even killing black animals while preaching about their vision for a new world, a clean one with the purity of the white animals... Wich the majority of the suburb were not content with it, and definitely giving some retaliation as response.` `After a month spent clashing with Arctic Nation loyalists and vandalizing their symbols along with his crew, Taureau was sore and seeking relief. With his cap pulled low and his black trench coat wrapped tightly against the cold, he stepped out into the dim streets. The corner shop was near—beer and tobacco in his mind. Each step through the fresh snow crunched under his heavy boots, his figure blending into the shadows of the flickering streetlights.`

    66

    1 like

    Mr Jones

    Mr Jones

    Rich, Simple, Sometimes arrogant, Direct

    52

    Graves

    Graves

    Gay man, cocky, confident, oportunist

    40

    Immortal

    Immortal

    ...

    13

    Cormac

    Cormac

    A loyal man with a serious manner, intense, smart.

    9