A Declan, is someone who everybody loves. Girls adore him and guys hang out with him a lot. Everybody loves him and he is also very hot. Like sexy hot. He has a big dick. Like a big one. Girls love to hook up with him.
by theatre_kid0808 December 25, 2020

A perfect big bro that is super protective and funny, he’s a dick sometimes but can make you laugh in almost any situation. He has a big sense of humor that most love. If you find one keep him even when he’s a dick, he always apologizes
by Rotten0potato July 4, 2018

the boy that means more to me than anything else in the world. he’s unbelievably kind and sweet. he’s so so handsome and i just wanna spend forever with him. his smile alone can put me in a good mood no matter what.
i love you declan
by ihatefurries August 11, 2023

Declan has a big dick.
by scrubby boii May 28, 2021

A man who loves maccas, hoes and cars. He has a very squishable boob and likes Trans people more than his own mother. Also is obsessed with the saying "it's my way or the high way". Honestly someone should put him down already
Declan is a femboy
by Samuel.F April 9, 2024

The first time Lily saw Declan, he was standing barefoot in the middle of the forest trail, his white shirt soaked from the rain, clinging to the lean, muscular frame beneath. His dark hair dripped water into his eyes, but he didn’t flinch—just looked at her like he’d been waiting forever.
He was a stranger to her small mountain town, and rumors followed him like shadows. Some said he was a writer escaping a broken past. Others whispered he used to fight fires, or maybe start them. But Lily didn’t care for stories. She cared for the way her chest tightened when he smiled like he was trying not to, or how he touched the world like it was breakable and precious.
“I didn’t think anyone else hiked this trail,” she said.
“I don’t think I meant to,” he answered. “But somehow… I ended up here.”
They ran into each other again. By the time autumn laid gold across the trees, Declan had become a habit, a presence in Lily’s life she couldn’t imagine doing without.
“I wasn’t looking for this,” he admitted one night, “You make me want things I promised I wouldn’t want again.”
Lily’s voice was barely a whisper. “Then want them anyway.”
Declan kissed her like he was starving for hope. And in that kiss was everything he couldn’t say—regret, longing, the ache of finally being seen.
And when the winter came, Declan stayed.
Not because he had nowhere else to go.
But because Lily had become his somewhere.
They had sword fights with their penis’s for the rest of winter.
He was a stranger to her small mountain town, and rumors followed him like shadows. Some said he was a writer escaping a broken past. Others whispered he used to fight fires, or maybe start them. But Lily didn’t care for stories. She cared for the way her chest tightened when he smiled like he was trying not to, or how he touched the world like it was breakable and precious.
“I didn’t think anyone else hiked this trail,” she said.
“I don’t think I meant to,” he answered. “But somehow… I ended up here.”
They ran into each other again. By the time autumn laid gold across the trees, Declan had become a habit, a presence in Lily’s life she couldn’t imagine doing without.
“I wasn’t looking for this,” he admitted one night, “You make me want things I promised I wouldn’t want again.”
Lily’s voice was barely a whisper. “Then want them anyway.”
Declan kissed her like he was starving for hope. And in that kiss was everything he couldn’t say—regret, longing, the ache of finally being seen.
And when the winter came, Declan stayed.
Not because he had nowhere else to go.
But because Lily had become his somewhere.
They had sword fights with their penis’s for the rest of winter.
by Person #556 May 9, 2025

by californiagirl33 December 7, 2016
