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lanternmice · 11 months

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you clearly love them a lot and i am So curious what ur thoughts on seven red suns as a character are. theyre.. kinda mean from what uve seen, but you probably have some great insights!! if this means gushing about your f/o instead of serious analysis i am also in 100% support of that gbjhf

WUAGHHHHH I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN I LIKE THEM SOOOO MUCH i really really want to talk about General interpretations but it's hard because of how obviously biased i am. but. Augh. this is so nothing but it got long and i'm embarrassed so woe read more be upon ye

i gotta start by mentioning that faelings original design & concept for suns (and spearmaster by extension) is sooo important to me and a lot of my personal interp comes from that, comics like this (link to the official discord btw) that they made for example! and though it has arguably less to do with suns, the 1.5 drought mod also has a special place in my heart but if i get too into that i'll start screaming and crying about it. just know that wanderer is so special to me and suns has two kitty cats that they love so much ok?🫶

anyways. i think because of the fact they aren't fleshed out much in canon aside from the spearmaster broadcasts there's a lot left up for the player to decide, which honestly is really fun to me and i genuinely love seeing other peoples interpretations!! but personally because you mentioned it and because i feel kinda strongly about this in particular, i wanna say that i don't think suns is mean, i think they definitely have the potential to be overprotective and intimidating, but it'd almost always be out of love. one thing the broadcasts ARE good at showing is just how much they care about basically everybody around them, even if they're a little.. dense about some things. they way they talk in the chat logs with nsh, about their guilt over pebbles' situation and trying to make up for it even though pebbles clearly doesn't want their help, about dooming not only pebbles but moon as well (who as far as canon text goes, they don't seem to have ever personally talked to moon at all imo). and when nsh stops messaging them, or becomes increasingly worried about moon, they get visibly concerned about his wellbeing as well and does their best to console him. my favourite broadcasts are the ones about their gradual realization that maaaaybe they care about spearmaster a little more than they originally intended to. they raised spearmaster, going as far as to teach it a personally modified sign language rather than a quick and easy one-way mark of communication like most iterators would do. the chat logs after spearmaster encounters pebbles and how worried suns was for it, about how they regret ever sending them to pebbles in the first place, and that they just wished it'd return home to them safely. there's also the fact that they kept an eye on spearmaster with their overseer basically 24/7, to the point that even pebbles knew that suns was watching. overseers can act on their own, we know that from what we see in canon, but pebbles knew that suns was actively watching when spearmaster entered his can. which. god this wasn't supposed to be about pebbles but pebbles not killing spearmaster is something that's so important to me because he so easily could have killed them and there was no reason for him not to. but despite how hurt he was and how wronged he felt, he knew that it would have ruined suns so he held himself back and it's so AAUUGHHHHHH!!!!!!! i love them all so much. this is barely even about suns anymore sorry i didn't mean to type so much about spearmaster i just love their campaign so much. don't even get me started on the thought of ascending as spearmaster that shit will make me start killing people i actually was going to talk about headcanon stuff too (mostly stuff from before the global ascension/after riv) but. i started thinking too hard about suns and pebbles and spearmaster and wanderer and and and. Well sorry but i fear that if i think about rain world any more today i may end up on national television. so maybe another day

#mhmnwwmewbmwh ebmenwm ebebjehwjelwkhe a #NOBODY READ THIS I'M SERIOUS the more i started typing the more embarrassed i got but. euugghhhhh. ilike them so much #it felt kinda silly breaking stuff up into paragraphs like i was typing something important but i didn't want it to be a wall of text #i need paragraphs to stop being so long. it's embarrassing #anyways i almost never talk about my personal rw interpretations bc i get shy about it but. augh. eerie convinced me to answer this🥹#it's nothing special really they just mean a lot to me especially their relationship with spearmaster. oh my god what if there was a family #that's why this mostly ended up being about them and spearmaster. In the end it's always about their kitty cats #it's not even an analysis. i just started reading the broadcasts and went AUGUHHHHHHH #what if suns was sooooo dense but they loved and cared about everybody so much. But oh my god they're kind of really dumb #and remembering faelings original design... i honestly really dislike how msc massacred suns design but i don't like to be a downer about i #it just means i get to see sooooo many cool fan designs instead so❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️#this post wasn't about designs as much as it was about them as a character but i think we alllllll know my favourite suns designs🫶#btw if you're curious about the hc stuff well. a lot of the past suns hcs i have are shkikas fault honestly #i never really thought about suns before the ancients ascended but ummmmm. hehe.#i like kikis interpretation of past suns relationship with the ancients in their city so much. so go look at their comics ok? for me #also while typing this i realized just how many typos there are on the broadcasts dialogue wiki. i could fix her💔#WAAAUGHHHHHHHHHHH ok nobody look. nobody look at me i don't like talking i'm scared #runs away crying #everybody pretend i don't exist i need to go bury my head in the sand now

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mumintroll · 2 years

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i feel really unwell in the head i want to sleep for 1 million years and not have another thought for a while

#i want to have close friends but i dont and sometimes i wonder if i ever will again it doesnt feel like i can #i feeel so alien and unconnected to people like i dont think that nobody would care if i disappeared from their life but i dont think any1 #would care that much. like oh kittys gone how sad and then move forward. i dont think any of my old friends wld have cried over losing me #the way i have cried over losing them and i dont think my new friends at uni would either #whatever im normal never forget that im normal

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landofgay · 2 years

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me: huh did my bf ever explain why his cats name is Morgana? he's definitely the type to name a cat after a fictional character let's google tjis

google: it's a persona characte-

me: OF COURSE

#that man. loves persona #someday ill play it 🥲❤️#he definitely told me this and i forgot #and nobody even calls her morgana that cats name is Mona #mona bo bona #or now she is. Gouger #in our stardew farm we got an orange cat and tried naming her mona da gouger #but it didnt fit so now its mona da gou #so now we call her Mona Da Gou (pronounced goo)#:^)#nobody cares. i just miss him :^( and his kitties shsjdhdj

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taylor-titmouse · 2 months

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hey i want to talk about how you should be promoting your work as an erotic author/illustrator

i'm writing this up because the marketing aspect of my work as an erotic author/illustrator is a science to me, and also because i'm the guy who gets unreasonably annoyed when i see other creators not properly advertising their work. you presumably want to make money off your work. this post will be written under the assumption you want to make money off your work but are doing a bad job at it. it will be very confrontational. if you read this and feel attacked you're right and i am attacking you.

this is geared toward selling erotic comics/writing/books/art as products. i will probably write more than one post about this subject so if i didn't touch on something you want to know more about, comment/send me an ask and i'll keep it in mind for the next one.

i will start with my first and least specific but most important point:

DON'T GET FUCKING CUTE

hi are you paying attention. i'm gripping you by the sides of your face. do not get fucking cute with what you are trying to sell. you are not a big enough property to get cute, nobody LIKES it when big properties get cute, and you are selling porn. you have to own this. you have to be up front about this. don't be tongue in cheek, don't be all teehee i wonder what this could be~, don't be secretive. you are selling a product. you have to fucking act like it. you are an adult selling pornography to other adults. i am GRIPPING your HEAD you NEED to understand this.

and to be clear when i say 'cute' i mean coy. i don't mean cutesy, as in the aesthetic. you can be as hello kitty pastel ten emojis a post uwu as you like when you're building your audience and generating hype. but when you start trying to sell, don't be vague, don't be sarcastic, don't mislabel your work as a joke and assume everyone is on it. because they're not.

you must always assume 75% of the people seeing the thing you are advertising have no fucking idea who you are. and that includes a huge chunk of the people who already follow you. they do not know who you are or what you've been working on for two months or why they should care about it. they just got here. somebody just reposted it. they are seeing it for the first time. most people are only looking at social media for a tiny chunk of their day. they are not keeping up with you. you cannot get cute about what you are trying to sell because nobody knows what it is until you tell them.

okay are you still with me. we are going to talk about clarity now.

YOU GOTTA TELL ME WHAT IT IS

good lord the amount of times i have gone to buy somebody's comic or book and had no idea what's actually in it or what it's about. who are the characters? why should i care about them? what do they do in it? what is the premise of this thing you want me to spend $5 on? why would you not tell me? i'm shaking you again. please i have to know what i'm buying i only have so much money to spend on porn.

porn, arguably more than any other genre, relies on knowing exactly what is in it. you do not want to surprise your readers with a kink they were unaware of! and on the flip side, you do not want to miss out on your target audience! if your book contains a hot spider babe laying eggs in an elf, you have to say so. not just so people who don't want to read about eggs know it isn't for them, but so the people who are egg crazy can see that and go "oh fuck YES i love EGGS here is my $5 and an extra $2 tip for catering to me specifically". a contents/features list is as much an advertisement as it is a warning!

as for re: who the characters are and why should i care, i'm sorry but you need to learn how to write sales copy. you have to write blurbs. you have to get good at the shit that goes on the back of a book. we all hate it but we have to do it. i want to know who the characters are and what the context is. i, personally, am not interested in contemporary stories as much as fantasy and historical. please tell me what genre this porn exists in so i know if it aesthetically appeals to me. pull some books off your shelves and see how they do it. hell man go look at mine.

while you're there, note that every single book of mine has a sample of what's in it. this feels like such a no-brainer to me but again! the amount of times i have gone to buy somebody's work and they don't show me what their work looks like! you gotta give me the first page or two! just enough that i know if i like the way your writing sounds, or the way you draw your comics! i don't know you! i am not going to trust that you're good at what you do just based on a cover. the cover is to get me to this step, it is not the only step. you have to show me that you're worth spending my money on!

to put it less cynically, you want to catch my interest. you want me to go 'oh i want to see more of this', you want me to go 'ahh i want to know where this goes!' you need to get me invested and craving more. earn my $5!!!

YOU HAVE TO MAKE IT EASY TO GIVE YOU MONEY

hey go look at your bio right now. go look at your pinned post. do you have a link to your patreon there? do you have a link to your itchio/gumroad/whatever? do i have to click more than once to get to the places you want me to go to give you money? why? why are you making me click twice? have we learned nothing from every website making you click an extra time when they make some stupid UI update and how much it pisses us off? i have already given up, i have forgotten you, i am not giving you my $5 today. put your links in the easiest places to get to them.

god literally as i was writing this post i went to go find somebody's itchio to see how they described their work and it was not anywhere on their profile. grabbing you and shaking you PUT THE LINK WHERE I CAN FIND IT. don't make it hard! make it easy! i am a dickhead sitting on the toilet scrolling, saw your post, and was interested enough to read further. but you made me go to your bio to find your linktree and oops i have already gone back to my timeline to look at the boobies in the next post. stop wasting precious bio space on DNIs and put your fuckin links there!!!

this is more for the twitter people, but: just put the link in the damn post. just say the word commission. just say it's for patreon. "wuh wuh the algorithm" it is not the damn algorithm it's that everybody hates advertising and nobody wants to retweet ads. putting slashes in the words doesn't do anything and you look like a fool. i have posted so much art that says it's 'a commission for ___" and it did exactly as good as any other art despite having the word commission in it. and by doing the slashes you just made it impossible for anybody to search your account for your commission information (which should be at the VERY LEAST in a post under your pinned tweet if you're not actively posting about them being open).

okay that went on a tangent i'm going to back to the point of putting the link in the tweet. put it in the first post. not in the first reply. don't tell them to go to your bio. put it in the post people are actually going to share. it's fine to put more information in the thread but people are only ever going to share the first post. so put the link there. you have to make it easy. putting links in tweets can hurt you algorithmically, even in the replies. so you're better off having it in the post that actually gets seen and shared. i don't want to open the tweet and scroll to get to your sales page where i ASSUME you will have put all the information anyway. put it in the tweet that just got retweeted by itself onto my dash!

also you have to share it a ton of times. i repost my shit every few hours when i'm trying to push a new product. as i said before people are not 24/7 looking at their timelines. they missed it the first time. they missed it the second time. they didn't get paid yet that week but they were after the eighth time and you reminded them again so they finally bought it. that i will still get sales every time i repost a book ad weeks after release says there are always people who missed it, or who only just showed up.

abandon your pride and shill. shills pay their bills. anyone who gets annoyed about it isn't giving you money in the first place. don't worry about looking like a sell out. don't apologize for plugging your own work. post about it often, post about it in different ways. post about it. post about it. you are not going to make money if people don't know you have something to sell them. if you want to make a career out of it, you need to act like it.

I DON'T HAVE A FOURTH POINT

kisses your forehead. i'm sorry for yelling at you. i've been making and publishing and selling adult art for the past two-three years and have got myself to the point where it pays my rent, and i got there by paying attention to what does and does not work.

please do your best to make money. i want you to make money.

as i said above i plan to write more posts on this subject, such as cover design, how to actually write sales copy, and best practices with running a patreon, but if there's things you would want to hear more about leave a comment or send an ask! i will probably be less aggressive on future topics. these are just things that have grinded my gears for a grip.

#tt talks writing #tt talks drawing

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scatteredskittless · 2 months

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Hii can you do a alastor x reader where the reader pays to much attention to catlastor( that cat memes are all over my feed)

Alastor x Reader that adores Catlastor

A/n: I LOVE THAT FUCKING CAT OMGGG ♥️‼️ he’s just a silly little guyy (my cameraroll has been taken over by him)

Warnings: None, just Alastor being a little jealous over a cat 💀

Fluff✔️ Comfort❌ Angst❌ Smut❌

📻𖤐 A strange looking cat that also looked an awful lot like Alastor showed up at the Hazbin Hotel. Nobody really knew where it came from. It just kinda appeared one day and everybody’s learned to deal with the critters presence.

📻𖤐 You, on the other hand, adored this little guy

📻𖤐 Constantly hanging out with the silly kitty that defied all laws of physics simply because it felt like it and showering it with affection once it decided to let you… it became rare to see you without catlastor, as you decided to name it, by your side.

📻𖤐 Which in turn meant you were spending less time with the actual Alastor.

📻𖤐 At first, Alastor didn’t care much for the creature. Sure he found it odd but it wasn’t a concern to him..

📻𖤐 That was what he thought before all the attention that used to be given to him by you was transferred to that damn cat.

📻𖤐 I mean he knew you were a cat person but cmon… the real things right here! He could not believe he was starting to grow envious over a cat version of himself…

📻𖤐 He wouldn’t say anything about the situation though, maybe occasionally poke fun at catlastor or make comments about how much time you spend with it but not much else other than that.

📻𖤐 Though he would make more of an effort to spend time with you than he usually does to “win” you back. Such as taking you out to eat at his favourite cafés in cannibal town, going on walks with you around hell, stuff like that.

📻𖤐 Once he realizes his efforts are in vain, he’ll be a bit stumped. Why does it still seem like you prefer the cat over him?

📻𖤐 Eventually though Alastor does learn to share you. And also begins to take a liking to the creature that just so happens to eerily resemble him in the process.. even if it did look like it was ripped straight out of a children’s sketchbook.

Please do not repost, translate, or plagarize any of my fanfictions/writing/headcanons without permission ◟( ˃̶͈◡ ˂̶͈ )◞

ᯓ★ Scatteredskittles

#send asks #alastor x reader #I love catlastor so much bro #catlastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel headcanon #hazbin hotel x reader #x reader #hazbin hotel fluff #alastor #alastor headcanons

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m-ayo-o · 5 months

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hi i really love your work 🥹 if the emoji event's still open may i humbly request 🍒🐱💜......

tytyty yes... wrote this one too quick oops :s emoji event : 🍒🐱💜 18+ virgin kitty reader x 21+ megumi -toy use, squirting, breeding.. don't even.. look at me. bye hybrid fics

"For a pretty little kitty, you sure are curious, hm?"

Your owner strokes your soft ears as you gently paw at his crotch, perching between his spread legs.

"Kitty, baby, you know you can't touch me there," he chastises, making you pause momentarily, only to start up your soft massaging again when his attention returns to his book.

Then he feels something warmer.. and wetter.

He lets out a little sigh, watching you kiss and lick him through his shorts, putting down his book to give you his full attention.

"Is it really that time of the month already?"

You nod, batting your lashes, as if you could convince him to give you what you really need.

"We can get those toys you like- the ones in your dresser, ok?"

He instructs you to go and get them, to use them on yourself like usual.

"I want owner... to do it..." you plead between your kitten licks.

"Baby, I can't-" he's explained this to you before. Good owners don't do things like that with their darling kitty girls.

"But-but... I need it..."

He knows it's only natural for his feline sweetheart to want this. But giving you what you want would be crossing a certain line.

"Owner, it hurts," you look so endearing you're going to break his heart.

"Where- does it hurt, princess?"

You take one hand and stroke down between your legs.

"I-it feels so hot.. w-won't stop.."

Your voice is making him weak. You can tell by the look in his eyes.

His hand snakes into your hair and you swear he's about to pull you closer, but he only strokes behind your ear instead.

"Baby, get the toys." He says firmly.

"Will owner- at least do it with me?"

"Mm, I'll hold your hand."

"Doing so well," his voice is so soft and calm as he slots the dildo further inside you, "keep taking it, baby."

He couldn't just sit there and watch you struggle, so hand holding quickly turned into kissing- which he sometimes allows- then he finally took the toy from you and said that he could do it better.

He gets it fully inside you, starting to fuck your pretty kitty pussy with his free hand gently placed over your neck, where you're splayed out on the bed with your collar on.

"Megumi.. d-doesn't feel right-" you tell him with a sniffle, "'s- 's too cold, and.. not deep enough."

He closes his eyes now. He wishes he could block out your cute voice, too. But he can't. So he listens to you whimper and complain that the dildo isn't good enough, how you're still needy for more, and how badly you want him.

"Megumi, I, I know you're bigger.." your eyes drift to the swell his shorts are failing to conceal.

"Know you would feel better, ple-"

You're cut off by a firm hand over your mouth. His other pulls out the toy, leaving your pussy gaping and wet.

"Baby," his breathing has got all heavy. He sounds a bit scary. "Baby, you can't do this to me."

He bites his lip. He knows he shouldn't take it out on you.

"The way you're begging is making me..." he looks down at his boner that's about to slip out any second, "crazy."

"m-mmh-mm"

He knows nobody has ever touched you there before, aside from the toys you use to keep your urges at bay. But nobody has gone inside with their fingers, their tongue... or cock.

"You want it that badly?"

You nod, a little nervously.

He pulls down his shorts and your eyes go wide.

"ff-- mmh- mmm-!"

"Baby, shh, please," you watch him tug himself a few times, "it's already hard enough, don't make it any worse."

He warns you, then releases your mouth. You take in little gasps, watching him get in position, lifting your legs up by the back of your knees.

"Just be a good kitty," he places the tip of his cock on you now, for the first time, "lie still and let me... let me take care of you."

Even though you had a dildo in you moments ago, it really is no comparison to the real thing; to Megumi. He's so much thicker, he has to work you open slowly, making you let out little pained whimpers and scratch at his arms.

"It's gonna be ok, it's ok, when I get inside- ugh, it's gonna feel so good, baby, trust me."

He comforts you and slides in inch by inch, fucking you slow and steady, until his body is flush with yours.

"That's it," he looks down, stroking gently at your stomach, "do you feel full now?"

"Uh huh" you nod, looking a little pained.

He intended to stay still for longer, but he just has to move, he has to feel you work up and down his shaft until you start sobbing.

"S-sorry- baby, feels too good... I can't stop now-" his voice is deep and breathy. You watch lust take over his body and he pushes you hard into the mattress, pressing your legs back to get closer.

"A-ahh!!!"

"Said you wanted it- deeper.."

You can feel every inch of him now, stinging right at the back, then sliding in and out, slowly, nudging a sensitive spot in your core, then slipping through your entrance. He was right, you're so glad you trust your kind owner- it's starting to feel amazing.

"W-warm- soo warm, so- so-"

You can't articulate how you feel. It's hard to describe. You feel wetter than you ever have, paired with this deep, humming heat that builds with his every thrust and erotic groan. You've never heard him like this before, and it's making you fall more in love with your perfect owner by the second.

"M-Megumi feels- feels like I, I'm gonna- gonna- ah!"

He looks nearly as surprised as you, feeling your gushing, warm juices all over his lower stomach and pelvis.

"Baby, shit- you fucking squirted for me- oh, that's-" he's never seen a girl do this before, "so fucking hot"

"Megumi- owner, owner, you- you feel harder, oh, oh my god- it, it feels too big-!"

"Yeah, that's 'cause- I'm gonna cum now-"

He groans and fills you deep and hard, pressing your knees right to the mattress next to your ears, his movements getting slow and sensual till he's resting his spent body on one arm.

"Fuck-" your chests press together so close, you can feel each other's racing hearts. And he pulls out so slow, watching you drip and spill all the gooey liquid he put there.

"Princess, you need to hurry and clean up or-"

"Will I have your babies?" You voice is suddenly bright and filled with excitement as you pull him in again.

"I think your birth control works.. quite well. But- I don't know-"

"Sh-should we do it again? So I can have your babies, inside me?"

"No, no, princess, you don't want- mm!"

You pull him into a kiss, getting his tip inside you again, making his eyes roll back with another deep groan.

"Fuck- really? You want it again?"

megumi | m.list

i think this event is now closed unless anyone has any particularly amazing megumi req combos :3 tysm

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heartfullofleeches · 7 months

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Loser Catboy Streamer gets paid big bucks to promote the reopening of a fancy cafe by hosting a meet and greet for fans. They're insulted - offended the owners think they'd sell themself for some quick cash and demean themselves further by throwing on a maid dress for their pathetic simps, but a few more zeros helps them squeeze into the outfit a lot easier.

In the same venue where they're being smothered by fans and exchanging handshakes for entire life savings, an important business meeting takes place. Most of the table is annoyed that their peaceful spot had been overrun by some bad-mouthed stray and the folks who enable their ways, but the head of the table sees something different. They rise from their seat to address the commotion as the steamer harshly shoves a guest who'd grabbed their tail without permission out the booth they shared.

"Cat."

Fixing your skirt and hiding your tail beneath, posion sits on your tongue directed at the next person to bother you quickly swallow as you turn your eyes towards them. A chilling ran down your spine from their cold stare and physique to uphold their hardened look. Defined muscles salient through the binds of their tight suit, healing scars over the bones of their knuckles and fists. You will your terror into a smile as you shrink under their gaze.

"S-sorry if we were being too loud. The last customer pulled on my tail pretty hard and-

You flinch as they slam their hand down on the table - sliding a rolled wad of bills towards you.

"Come here...."

Eyeing them cautiously, you snatch the money as they sit in the booth inches from you. You scoot over, hairs on end as their large hand shuts the short distance bewteen you. You expect brute force to snap your neck like a twig as their fingers come into contact with your skin - curling upwards to scratch light at your chin. You purr softly - smile forming on their scarred lips.

"Good kitty. You're coming with me."

"But, my contract says I have to be here for another-"

The strangers places another stack of bills in your apron.

"I'll... go get my coat."

Where their underlings see a wild beast that should be locked in a cage, the boss sees a lost kitten in need. All that attention on them yet nobody's taking care of them properly telling by their diet and inability to groom themselves on a regular bases. The boss takes them in and handles these faults while catboy reader wonders what sort of hell they've gotten themselves into. They can't be too upset with frequent spa trips and fresh home-cooked meals, but sometimes they do miss being able to stuff garbage into their mouth. Living with their new "owner", they still stream everyday which their caretaker uses to monitor them while at work. They're given odd glances for watching a cat streamer stream video games in their position, but no one is brave enough to even whisper about their odd behavior.

Loser Catboy sometimes joins them at the office, sitting in their lap as any normal cat would. They absolutely hate wearing their collar, but diamonds do look amazing on them

#yandere #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere insert #yandere blurb #yandere headcanons #catboy reader #hybrid reader #tw yandere

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monsterbutch · 2 years

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hyperfixating on starbound again and working on my race mod for the first time in literal years

#it's kitties because of course it is. other cat modders do NOT interact #i had another one i was passionate about but then someone came out with one with the same concept and it got kinda popular #so i was like :'^) now i'll be the copycat if i continue this #however nobody's done my novakid expansion yet. it's pretty ambitious but i love them space cowboys #if i cut out the ****** ******* part it'd be more doable but it's a cool concept ;_;#because other than that it's just dungeons and codices #man does anyone even read the lore. would anyone care about my beloved nova expansion if i put all that work in #well i would care and that's what matters #anyway catmod will be cool you'll see (assuming i finish it)

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the-galaxys--local-catgirl · 2 years

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One of these days someone will ask about my version of the ahit characters, or some sort of lore about my au

And that will be the day I do not shut the fuck up

#do i care that i have a full ass blog for this au?#nah lol #idc if i spoil any big ideas i have it doesn't matter nobody will see anywayz #kitty khats #ramblings

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actuallysaiyan · 4 months

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Heart To Heart(Emo!Nanami Kento x Fem!Bimbo!Reader)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, college AU, Emo!Nanami, Bimbo!Reader, reader is actually a sweetheart and smart, blowjobs, making out, alcohol mentions, Kento is a bit of an asshole in this one, fluff, mentions of trauma word count: 3k! pairings: Emo!College!Kento Nanami x Fem!Bimbo!Reader summary: you and Nanami have classes together in university, and he just thinks you screwed your way into these classes. he makes it known one day what he thinks of you, and you snap. but when you meet up at a party, things get spicy.

Nanami had himself convinced that you were bad news. Something about the way you were always applying that sticky lipgloss while looking at yourself in your cute Hello Kitty compact mirror just drove him insane. He had finally gotten himself into a very good university after leaving the sorcerer world behind, and here you were ruining his experience.

You were in quite a few of his classes, which surprises him. You don’t look like you know anything about finances or business, let alone simple arithmetic. You with your eyes so big and expressive, your lips just so juicy and pouty. How could you possibly know anything that he was working so hard on learning? How could a single thought run through that dumb head of yours?

And yet, you were so kind to him. Even when he brushed you off and gave you the cold shoulder, you were always there to lend a hand when you could. You were someone who would come to class with a box of baked goods to offer to everyone. You always had a spare pencil for someone, or an extra notepad to share. And you never ever said no to someone’s request to copy your notes whenever they had missed a class. In reality, despite your appearance, you were someone who just genuinely cared.

Still, Kento was often left fuming whenever he spotted you. He knew about the archetypes and stereotypes of those around him and even himself. He knew that people thought he was a freak for his appearance, and yet they would never know the horrors and trauma he had gone through. He keeps his hair long in the front, his hoodie is always pulled up whenever he gets the chance. He’s even wearing black nail polish and hardly ever washes off the leftover eyeliner and mascara.

The others look at him like he’s some sort of plague, and yet you don’t even glance at him like that. Your looks towards him are soft and sweet, but he just knows there is no way you wouldn’t trick a guy like him. Nanami has to remind himself that you’re just as bad as the others, and all the kind things you do for anyone, it’s all just a plot to have everyone under the spiked heel of your cute stilettos. You were a sweet girl, but underneath it all, Nanami was convinced you could scratch out his eyes with a swipe of your perfectly manicured nails.

Yet he could never really pull himself away from you completely. You always smell so good, and your lips look so plump and juicy. Kento swears he can smell your lip gloss from a mile away. You’re almost too good to be true, he thinks to himself often. You must have a trail of guys following you around, simping and moaning just for you. So Nanami figures it’s just easier to hate you and deem you unworthy of his presence or his words.

Things change one day when you’re partnered up with him for a finance class project. You sit at your desk, doodling something in your cute pink notebook. There’s a feathery pom pom on the end of your pen. Nanami rolls his eyes and scoffs as he sits down near you, not daring to even be that close to you. He keeps his distance, narrowing his eyes at you.

“Hiya Ken~” you coo at him, making his heart skip a beat at the softness of your voice.

Kento scowls, “It’s Kento. Not Ken.”

You pout softly, “Oh, yeah okay. Kento it is.”

You duck your head down a little, somehow feeling so self-conscious. Nobody has made you feel this way before. You’re dejected because you’ve always thought he was so cute, and now that you get the chance to shoot your shot, he’s rejecting you already. So you begin looking at the page explaining the project and you discuss things with him quietly. He seems so disinterested in what you have to say, his eyes flickering towards other people in the classroom. He wishes he could be partnered up with anyone else but you. He’d rather do the project alone if he’s being completely honest. You start to feel like you aren’t wanted at all.

“Listen, we don’t even really need to do any of this together. We can just work on our own parts and submit them together.” You suggest, your cheeks a little pink from not being able to do a simple project with the guy you like.

Nanami watches you carefully, “Hmph, I doubt you can even complete your side of things.”

Your heart aches at this. You know you don’t have the appearance of a scholarly type, but you do well in your studies. You worked so hard to get this spot in the university. You come from a small town, and you never really had much growing up. So for you to finally get this shot and to be able to treat yourself to cute things you’ve always longed for, it means the world to you. But you were growing a bit more upset with every passing moment.

You thrust the pen in his direction, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Kento smirks, “Come on, there’s no way you really understand this material. Just admit that you got here by using your good looks and charm.”

This made you recoil. Your stomach was in knots from the thought of him implying that you fucked your way into this school. You frown and your big eyes fill up with tears. Suddenly, Nanami doesn’t feel so confident about what he’s saying anymore. He’s got guilt and regret rising up in his chest like acid.

“Is that truly what you think? You see a girl wearing pink and liking cute things and you think she’s fucked her way into university? Well screw you, Nanami Kento!”

You rise up from your seat and gather all your things. You excuse yourself to the teacher and make your way into the hallway. Tears slide down your cheeks, ruining the makeup you so meticulously put on this morning. You feel your stomach turning in knots, not sure how to even process all of this. You know you can prove him wrong, and you will.

ONE WEEK LATER

Despite the issues with Kento, you were still able to complete your side of the project and hand it in early. When you attended your classes, you ignored him. Your heart longed for him, but you were beginning to think maybe people were right about him. He’s just a freak. He’s mean and will probably cast a hex on you. Still, you think that people were always being too harsh. Just the way that Nanami had been with you. Judging people before getting to know them was always a bad habit that most people had, but you were someone who tried not to pass the judgement.

The weekend was fast approaching and the big party at the local frat house was what was on everyone’s mind. Everyone was going, and you knew that even Kento had been invited. Despite still feeling so sour after what had happened, you decide that you’re going to attend that party. And you were going to show him what he was missing out on. Just because you like cute things and wore makeup didn’t mean you weren’t someone smart and fun.

The night of the party arrives and you show up dressed in a sexy, tight pink dress. It’s strapless and hugs your curves in all the right ways. You talk to a few people, mingling as you get a few drinks into you. You’re not even really sure that he was going to show up, you were just feeling a little hopeful. The more drinks you had, the more you wanted him to be there so you could apologize about your outburst.

The moment he walks in the door, your heart stops and your breath hitches in your throat. He’s cleaned up, but he still carries himself the same way as usual. The hoodie up over his head, his bangs cascading down over one eye. You see that he’s cleaned up his peeling nail polish, and it seems like he’s applied a clean coat of mascara and eyeliner. You don’t know if you’ve ever seen him put this much effort into his appearance. This makes you wonder if he’s hoping to meet someone here. You look away, your eyes darting down to the drink in your hands.

The music is loud and you try to drown all your insecurities in this drink. You wish he’d come talk to you considering you were much too shy now to approach him. He looks so good tonight too, and you were feeling drunk enough to try to shoot your shot again even if he had made it clear what he truly thought of you. So you just go snag another mixed drink and go to the dancefloor.

It’s not long before you bump into him as you’re on your way to the kitchen for a cup of water. Both of you are a little shy about this at first, and Kento can barely look you in the eyes. He’s mortified that he would bump into you after all the shit he’s said to you.

“Hey,” you say shyly. You drink some of the water.

He smiles sheepishly, “Hi…”

Neither of you really know how to proceed. But eventually it’s all bubbling up inside of each other. Kento fiddles with the guitar pick necklace that sits on his collarbone. You really look so cute tonight—no, you look so sexy. He’s never seen anyone look this good in his entire life.

“Hey Ken…erm, Kento…about the other day,” you begin but he stops you.

He smirks, “I kind of like it when you call me Ken.”

You blush at his words. You have always loved giving people nicknames. It’s just a way of showing you care. You take another sip of your water and giggle gently. Kento reaches up and brushes stray hair from your face.

“So what were you going to say?” He asks, leaning in a little closer.

You smile, “I wanted to apologize for the way I snapped. I guess it wasn’t right of me to tell you to screw yourself.”

It’s Kento’s turn to blush. He begins to explain himself, saying how he completely misunderstood you and judged you even before he got to know you better. He’s profusely apologizing and all of this is going straight to your heart. Before either of you can say anything else, you grab him by the wrist and you lead him to the nearest room with the lock on the door. This happens to be the bathroom.

Once the door is locked, you push him against the wall and kiss him hungrily. This is the moment you can truly feel his body against yours, and you realize that he is quite muscular. Kento groans as your tongue slides into his mouth, rubbing against his in the most sensual way. He’s had sex before, but never has it been this hungry and passionate.

Your fingers tangle in his hair, tugging slightly to pull him even closer to you. You are so desperate to melt into every aspect of him. You want him, you need him more than anything else. You would forgo anything else in this world just to be forever in this moment with him.

“Ken, I think I’ve liked you since the moment I met you,”

Your confession hangs in the air, making his heart race. He didn’t even think someone like you could think twice about him. You’re so pretty and soft and you make him so tongue tied most of the time. Despite his anger and rude treatment towards you, he’s been in denial about his own feelings for you.

“Shit, I’ve been feeling the same. I guess I just couldn’t come to terms with it.”

You don’t let him say anything else, you just capture his lips with yours once more. He pulls you in closer, his large hands caressing your curves through that tight little dress. You moan into his mouth when his hands cup your breasts and squeeze gently. When you pull away to breathe, a string of saliva keeps you connected.

Without another word, you kneel in front of him. Kento cannot believe his eyes as you undo his studded belt and unzip his pants. Regardless of his own feelings of resentment, he’s always thought you had the prettiest lips. The perfect pair to give the kind of blowjobs you only see in the premium porn videos.

Your eyes widen when you pull out his length from the confines of his boxers. He’s not only lengthy, but he’s got the kind of girth that ruins sex with anyone else. You know now that you really don’t want to let him go at all. With a soft giggle, you lean in to kiss the dribbling tip. Kento grunts as he feels your slick lips on his cock. He reaches down to tangle his fingers in your pretty, soft tresses. You spend a long time just pressing sloppy kisses to his cock. Then you lick all the way down the base, your tongue licking at his balls now. He shudders under your ministrations, knowing it’s going to be hard to hold on if he lets you continue for too much longer.

The moment you wrap your lips around the head of his cock and begin taking him into your mouth, Kento knows he’s hooked to this treatment. He knows he’s going to have to fuck you so good to show you how sorry he is about the shit he said about you the other day. You begin bobbing your head up and down, swallowing around him. He lets you suck him with expertise for a little while before he tugs on your hair and pulls you back up to kiss him.

“Get that pretty ass on the counter,” he says as he picks you up. You barely have to do anything as he sets you on the bathroom counter. He leans into another fierce kiss, this time he’s really taking the lead.

Kento doesn’t even bother undressing either of you. He just shoves your dress up over your hips, his other hand busy playing with your soaked pussy. He smirks when he realizes that you’re this aroused just from a little kissing and sucking his cock. He loves that he has this effect on you.

“You this wet just from blowing me?” he teases as his fingers push your panties to the side. Your eyes roll back as he rubs your clit in slow circles.

“Ken…” you breathe. You’re already so needy for him.

He spreads your thighs and spits into his hand. The saliva gets mixed with your own juices to coat his cock before he slides into you with one long thrust. You cling to him, your nails digging into his shoulders as he begins to pump into you. You’ve never ever felt this full in your life. All you can do is hold onto him and have him fuck you stupid.

“Please please…” you beg as the tip of his cock brushes against the sweet spot deep inside you. “Fuck me, Ken.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice. He picks up his pace, and you wrap your legs around him to pull him closer. You lock your ankles, keeping him in place. He hammers himself into you over and over, his breath hot on your face and neck as he grunts and groans.

“You gonna be my pretty girl?” he asks, locking eyes with you.

You feel so shy all of a sudden, “Y-yours?” You let out a moan when he thrusts into you particularly hard.

“Yeah, mine. You gonna be my pretty girl?”

Your mind is reeling from all this pleasure. The coil in your stomach is tightening fast, and the thought of being exclusively Kento’s girl seems to be pushing you further and further towards your peak. You gasp as one of his hands slips between you, rubbing your clit slowly and with precision. You can barely think straight at this point. The room is filled with the lewd, wet sounds of your skin slapping together with every harsh thrust.

“Gotta answer me, baby. Or else I won’t let you cum.”

You whine, “Ken, please. I just…I can’t…”

He chuckles darkly. He’s never had this much power during sex before and it’s turning him on. He knows that you’re already such a little cutie and a sweetie, but he could easily turn you into his perfect little spoiled princess. He begins to pull away, making your orgasm slowly subside.

“I’ll be yours! ‘Wanna be only yours!” you squeal, trying to pull him back in.

Kento smirks and then he nips at your lower lip, “That’s what I like to hear.”

He gets back into the rhythm you need to cum. His thumb rubs your clit, making your thighs shudder and shake around him. As the pleasure builds, you feel tears streaming down your cheeks. Your back arches as stars dance in your vision. A shaky breath falls from your plump lips before you cry out his name. Your silky walls begin to pulse and clench around his already throbbing cock, pushing him over the edge just behind you. Shots of his thick, hot cum fill your waiting womb.

Slowly, you both grind against one another to prolong the pleasure. Then you both still, just basking in the afterglow of the pleasure. Kento kisses you softly, using both his hands to wipe away your tears.

“I’m really sorry for that bullshit I said the other day. You’re a good girl,” He says, pecking your lips.

“It’s okay, Ken. I forgive you.”

You’re both interrupted by a loud knock, followed by a series of giggles and cackles. Your cover is blown, but neither of you really care. The only thing that matters is that you have each other.

Kento helps you freshen up and dress once more, and you help him tuck his softening cock back into his pants. Then, hand in hand, you both exit the bathroom. You’re all smiles as you leave the party, walking on cloud nine as you lead him back to your dorm for round two.

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bethanydelleman · 22 days

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I find this post-engagement exchange in Pride & Prejudice between Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy very cute:

...To be sure you know no actual good of me—but nobody thinks of that when they fall in love.” (E) “Was there no good in your affectionate behaviour to Jane, while she was ill at Netherfield?” (D) “Dearest Jane! who could have done less for her? But make a virtue of it by all means. My good qualities are under your protection, and you are to exaggerate them as much as possible...." (E)

Because in a way Elizabeth's right, it's pretty normal for a sister to take care of a sister when she's sick. But in another way, he's right because Mary refused to come and Kitty and Lydia only cared about the ball.

It's this cute thing about how we can't even see our own virtues that others fall in love with.

#jane austen #pride and prejudice #elizabeth bennet #mr. darcy

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worksby-d · 7 months

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Your Age is Showing

Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Summary: Your Halloween costume makes Andy's old man brain short circuit, but he’ll get over it.

Warnings: Age gap

Word count: ~400

Ghost kitty divider by @youngadulhood 🤭

Making your way downstairs, you grab your sweatshirt off the railing, the one that Andy always jokingly threatens to throw away if you don’t start hanging it up.

Laughing to yourself, you take the last few steps toward where he’s sitting at the kitchen island, working as always.

“You’re sure you don’t wanna come with?” You ask, draping your arms over his shoulders to lean down and kiss his cheek.

You know what his answer will be, but you like teasing him. A Halloween party definitely isn’t his scene, and you’re completely fine with that. When you brought it up to him a month ago, he told you he wanted you to go and have enough fun for the both of you.

“I’m sure,” he chuckles. He brings a hand up to rest over yours on his chest. “Too late to get a costume now anyway. Which, speaking of…”

He hasn’t seen your costume yet.

Turning around in his barstool, his eyes widen instantly seeing how skimpy your outfit is. He doesn’t know what he expected, but it certainly wasn’t the short denim shorts and tied-up plaid top that’s barely keeping your boobs in place.

“Cowgirl,” you wink, tipping your cowboy hat at him.

“That’s your costume?” His eyes wander to your exposed midriff. “Where’s the rest of it?”

You can’t help but laugh, putting your fingers underneath his jaw to force his mouth closed.

“Your age is showing, babe.”

“There’s a lot more than my age showing right now,” he scoffs and you playfully hit him.

You pout, pretending to care about the stunned look on his face. “You really don’t like it?”

“Won’t you be cold?”

The smirk that he’s trying to suppress tells you that he’s fucking with you now and you shoot him a glare.

His gaze softens, and he reaches out to pull you closer, resting his hands on your ass as you lean down to kiss him.

“Easy, partner,” you giggle, pulling away from him when you feel him deepening the kiss, warning him with a fake southern accent.

“I’m teasing,” he says softly, dropping his hands from your backside to hold yours. “I’d rather nobody else look at you the way I am right now, but…” He shrugs. “I know who you’re coming home to later, so that’s all that matters.”

“You’re sure?”

“Of course.”

“Good,” you smile. “I didn’t want to take it off. That’s your job when I get back in a couple hours.” You bat your eyelashes at him and quickly escape his hold before he can trap you in place. “Bye, baby!”

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