#💌 ꒰ kitty is typing... ꒱

[ragdolldyke]

lore tidbit about my shadow's design:

the notch on his ear? from a tag. like so

it was his identification as an experiment on the ark. it got ripped out during the raid and left a notch

[mothfinite]

ok theres smth i think im gonna make canon that ive been rolling around in my brain since i concepted crow

i think theyre gonna be a living doll created by their mentor (i havent talked about her like at all but shes a mystical witchy psychic type luna moth named selene), which in doing so a real Actual soul was used to possess the vessel she created

& thats why crow has ghosty powers :3

[takami-takami]

KEEP ON WRITING! 🤎🧡💛

I WILL DO MY BEST AND THANK U FIR THE KITTY PICTURE! It is a cleanse and my day is brightened

[animamii]

lockedup!toji lovessss receiving letters from you. 💌

"Fushiguro, you got mail," one of the corrections officers would knock on his open cell door. Toji always had this smirk tugging at his lips when the guard said those words. Although it was only a mask for the thrum he felt in his heart. He would always be handed a nice little stack of letters, all from you. The envelopes would be different colors, pinks and reds and purples. You'd really put a lot of effort into these [mostly love] letters. Even going as far as buying the cutest stamps you could find. He would never admit it out loud—he'd rather choke— but Toji loves when you put those cute little Hello Kitty stamps on the letters. Toji didn’t seem like the type to care for stuff like that, but those letters? Oh, they meant everything.

His name would be written in your cute handwriting, Toji Fushiguro with a little heart next to it. Flipping over the letter, you'd alway put a cute sticker over the seal. Or a heart if you couldn't find a sticker you'd like. He never rushed to open them, though; instead, he’d take his time, flipping through the envelopes, savoring the sight of your adorable scribbles. Toji loved the scent of them, always smelling like the spritz of perfume you'd put on the paper (thank you for the idea, Grease). He loved it just as much as the lipstick kisses you'd put on every blank space of the envelope and letter. Even if you weren't much of a lipstick user, you made sure to keep some different shades in stock so you can send Toji kisses through the mail.

It was the highlight of his day, pulling open the envelope with a rare softness in his usually rough hands. Always being ever so careful not to rip the envelope or the sticker you so thoughtfully sealed it with. He’d sit on the edge of his cot, back resting against the cold cement wall, eyes scanning over your handwriting. Every curve of your letters, every word you wrote, he soaked in every little thing. You wrote about every little thing; what you ate, what you listened to, what you watched. Your little girlish gossip. Toji preferred to read multiple pages of you rambling on about whatever came to your pretty little head. Made him feel like he was with you again, sitting there babbling to him like you always did.

After reading through one of your letters for the first time, Toji would lean back, holding the paper loosely in his hand, a rare softness washing over his sharp features. His lips would curl faintly at the edges, almost like he could hear your voice through the words on the page. He’d trace over your little doodles in the corners—the hearts, the smiley faces, even the exaggerated stick figure versions of you and him. Toji wasn’t a sentimental man by nature, but these small things? They clawed their way into the part of his chest he thought was hardened long ago. Sometimes, the other inmates would glance his way, curious about what kept the infamous Fushiguro so quiet. He’d shoot them a glare that said, Mind your own damn business. No one dared ask questions.

Toji had a little ritual for your letters. After reading through them, he’d carefully fold them, put it back in its respective envelope, and tuck them into his pillowcase. It wasn’t much, but it kept them close to him, right where he could feel that connection even when he wasn’t holding the paper. Later, when the lights dimmed and the prison settled into its eerie quiet, he’d pull one out again, holding it under the faint glow of the moonlight seeping through the bars. It didn’t matter if it was the same letter he read last week or one you’d just sent—it still carried that same warmth.

"Y’know," he muttered to himself one night, voice low enough not to carry. "You’re making me soft, sweetheart." But he didn’t really mind. Those letters gave him something to look forward to, something worth counting down the days for.

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y'all I wanna write more drabbles like thiss. Also I'm thinking... maybe some letters from Toji himself? Or from reader? both?? o.O lemme know bebecitas I wanna write what y'all wanna read!! xoxo

taglist ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ @psoycy (aka my favee)

[minminyoonjii]

Hii, i would like to request a stray kids aftercare types or smth like that 🥲🥲 (srry im really bland i struggle with words 😭😭)

❤️Ultimate Masterlist

💜Rules and Guidelines

🧡Stray Kids Scenarios Masterlist

🌹CW

Fem! Reader|Cry Baby! Couple|Smut Fluff|Body Worship|Crying|Heavy Teasing And Mocking|Condesending Tone|Dom Drop|Marking and Hickeys|Degrading Praise Kink|Act Of Service|Confessions|L-Bomb|Foodie Moments|Pussy Worship

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.1K

Bang Chan

"You feeling alright, pretty?" he asked, holding you tight. You nodded, running your fingers through his hair, "Ahm. More than alright," you said, kissing his cheek. Chan chuckled, easing your legs off his shoulder, "I know, baby. I know you're sore," he cooed, rubbing your calves when you hissed. "Don't talk to me like that, Chris," you whined, mind barely off the clouds. Chan smiled, "Okay, okay," he said, massaging your legs. You groaned into the pillow, melting at the firm pressure. Chan hummed, "How about a warm bath, yeah? I'll let you drop in a bath bomb," he said, wiping down your inner thighs. You lifted your head, "Thought you didn't like the glitter ones," you said, looking at him. He chuckled, "Yeah, but I'd do anything to make you feel loved little one," he reassured, kissing your forehead.

Lee Minho

Minho gulped, catching his breath, "Good kitten. Fuck, you did so good for me," he mumbled, nosing your hair. You shuddered, rubbing his back, "Did good?" you whispered, avoiding eye contact. He held your jaw, "Yes kitty. You did amazing," Minho praised, stroking your cheek in his palm. You sighed, nuzzling into it. Minho chuckled, "That's my good kitty. So precious and perfect," he whispered, holding you close to his chest. "You've never been this vocal before," you said, kissing his collarbones. Minho smirked, "Well, I can't go and cut fruits all of a sudden can I?" he teased, knowing he already did. You held his face, licking his lips, "I already saw the bunnies (bunny apples)," you said, kissing him deeply. Minho chuckled into the kiss, easing his tongue against yours.

Seo Changbin

"Deep breaths, bun. Take deep breaths," Changbin coaxed, easing out his girthy cock from your cunt. You shuddered from the sensation, "Bin," you whined, stretching out your arms. Changbin cooed, pulling you onto his lap, "Binnie's got you, hm? My baby bunny," he chuckled, pampering kisses on your face. You squirmed at the kisses, "No," you whined with a smile etched on your lips. Changbin smirked, pressing his kiss against yours, "No? Bunny is denying Binnie?" he gasped, pecking your lips a few more times. You giggled, laying your head comfortably on his chest. Changbin hummed, rocking your aching body, "What do you feel like eating, bun?" he asked, feeling his tummy grumble. You smiled, scrolling through his phone, "Can we order this?" you asked, showing him the dish. Changbin chuckled, "Go ahead," he said, hooking his chin over your head.

Hwang Hyunjin

Hyunjin kissed down your arm, "Shh. Relax, love," he hummed, nosing your skin. You shivered, staring at him with half-lidded eyes, "Hyune," you moaned. Hyunjin chuckled, shifting to kiss down your sternum, "Melt into it, lovely. I have you, hm?" he smirked, kissing your chest. You whined, bucking your hips as he blew on your sensitive nipples. "My lovely muse," he sighed, kissing your tummy, paying attention to the pouch where your womb would be. "Hyunjin," you gasped, brushing his hair. Hyunjin nuzzled inner thighs, "Can't believe you took me so well, love. Your pretty pussy was just meant for my cock," he praised, wiping your swollen cunt with careful and precise hands. You sank into the warmth, letting him take care of you fully.

Han Jisung

"Aww, my precious crybaby. Did it feel too good again, sweetheart?" Jisung asked, wiping the stray tears streaming down your cheeks. You hiccuped, burying your face into his palms. Jisung chuckled, tucking your body against his, "I know, sweetie. My cock made you feel all vulnerable, hm?" he asked, hearing your soft babbles in return. "Yes, yes. My cock pleased you very well, I know," he chuckled, kissing the top of your head. You jutted your bottom lip, looking up at him. Your eyes were glossy with tears, and your nose was red from sniffling. Jisung cooed, tucking your hair behind your ears, "Gorgeous. So stunning," he whispered, leaning forward to sync your lips. You melted into the kiss, hands brushing his waist. Jisung pulled away, "Time to bathe, sweetheart. Maybe afterwards we could binge a show or two," he chuckled, lifting you.

Lee Felix

Felix sniffled, emotions running high after an intense session. You held his face, "Lix, are you alright?" you asked, brushing away the tears threatening to drop. Felix shook his head, "You know I didn't mean those words right? You know it was just a scene, right sunbeam?" he asked, lips wobbling with each word. You pulled him close, "Of course, I know that sunshine. You treat me with the utmost respect daily," you reassured, rubbing his back. Tears soaked your bare skin, "I got scared. Scared of unintentionally hurting you, sunbeam. I would never forgive myself for that," Felix whimpered, holding you firm against him. Tears pooled in your eyes, "Don't cry, sunshine. You know if you cry, I'll cry," you sniffled, rocking each other's sensitive bodies until you both relaxed.

Kim Seungmin

Seungmin tossed his head back, chest rising and falling, "Fuck," he sighed, groping your plump ass. You whined, "Min," you said, shifting forward. Seungmin hissed as the chill air grazed his slicked cock, "Come on, pup. Let's wash up," he chuckled, lifting you. "We look like a mess," you grumbled, looking at the blooming bruises and hickeys coating your skin. Seungmin winced, turning around only to see nail marks down his back, "We did quite a number, didn't we?" he smirked, turning on the shower. You rolled your eyes with a smile, "You were the one who wanted to switch positions midway," you teased, melting under the water. Seungmin chuckled, wrapping his arms around your waist, "If I remember correctly, who was the one that kept begging to feel me deeper, hm?" he whispered, nipping your earlobe. You leaned back into him, "Hah, hah. Fine," you whined, lathering his body with soap.

Yang Jeongin

"Angel. My angel. All mine," Jeongin rambled, nuzzling your chest. You gulped, catching your breath, "Yours, all yours," you slurred, patting his head. Jeongin chuckled, rubbing your sides, "Was I too rough at any point?" he asked, tracing circles on your tummy. You shook your head, "Nope. Loved it all," you said, rubbing his ears. Jeongin sighed, pulling you by the waist, "Sit up, angel," he said, handing you a glass of water. You gulped it down, not realising you were that thirsty. He smiled, "Give me a minute," Jeongin said, bringing in cup noodles. "By the time we're done washing up the noodles would be ready," he said, pouring hot water into them. You giggled, taking his hand after he finished preparing, "I love you," you said, kissing his cheek. Jeongin twirled your waist, hips pressed against each other, "I love you more," he said, kissing your lips.

[miguelhugger2099]

Masterlist + Intro

Welcome to my Masterlist and Intro!

I'll make this quick but I'd like to introduce myself. You can call me Bee and I'm 22 years old! I'm a college student and I'm NOT majoring in any type of writing so any mistakes in my work, please spare me as this is mostly for fun. I'm Colombian-American so my main goal is to make most, if not all, my Y/N's be able to speak/understand Spanish haha.

-- MASTERLIST --

Fluff💕- Angst❤️‍🩹 - Smut/Suggestive💋 - Requested💌 - *Most Popular!*

SFW and NSFW asks are welcome! Please specify if you would like a GN or Fem Reader :)

Series

Dr. Miguel O'Hara 💕

Little Miguel, Big Miguel 💕 Pt. 2, Pt.3 A Knight's Oath 💕❤️‍🩹 2 The Best Thing Masterlist

Shorts

Snowfall 💕 -Origins 💕 -Godly Outing 💕 Him and I 💋 -Pt 2💋 What a Man! 💕 -Pt2 💕❤️‍🩹 Best Friend's Brother💋 Fanboy!Miguel Gomez Addams!Miguel

Oneshots

Worth the Wait 💋💌 Back Muscles 💕 That Day 💕❤️‍🩹 Melting 💋💌 Pretty in Pink 💋💌 First Meeting 💕❤️‍🩹💌 Special Surprise💋💌 Forced Proximity💋💌 Love Between💕💌 On the Low💋 Impurities💋💕💌 Here, Kitty Kitty Power of the Sun Hands Quiet Loving💕 Eye for an Eye Baby Maker Two Peas in a Pod Oh Boy, Smooching Time! To be Known is To be Loved Just One Touch Puppy Love

Extras

Valentine Special: 1, 2, 3 Play with Me!: An Interactive Series: one, two, three, four Nerdy!Miguel Blurb Series: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven Punk!Miguel and Pastel!Reader Blurb series from Impurities: one, two, three, four, five, six Punk Dad!Miguel: one, two, three, four Last Updated: July 13th, 2024.

[spr1ngpvrinbwunnie]

🩸💌 "The Squealer"! Reader x William Afton – What Does William Think of Your Dirty, Deranged Mouth (Except When It’s on Him)? 🧠💋

If your personality is similar to Billy Lenz from Black Christmas (1974) — chaotic, unfiltered, vulgar, and disturbingly unpredictable — then you're the kind of creature who thrives in disorder. So hear me out...

You are a chaotic, charming yet extremely toxic individual, with a particular penchant for manipulating others' emotions through bizarre phone pranks. You have a voice full of sarcasm and sharpness, always blending dark humor with biting insults. You make obscene prank calls, hurl insults like "Piggy" and "Ugly Fat Pig" at your victims (mostly men), and treat every call like a performance piece.

Target: You aim at those you consider vulnerable or easily provoked, especially men. Your hatred or mockery of "Piggies" may stem from a past full of trauma or personal disgust.

But with William? You change. You call him "Sheep," "Pretty boy," or "My Beautiful Fallen Angel." That alone is enough to make William’s cold heart... twitch.

So, what does William think of all this?

At first, William would probably raise an eyebrow. Not at your language—he’s hardly the type to be offended—but at the pattern. You’re disgusting to everyone else... but not to him? That’s interesting. Suspicious, even.

🧍‍♂️ “Why am I spared the piggy treatment? What makes me so special, little Squealer?”

He might playfully mock your pet names at first, quoting them back at you with a curled smirk:

🧠 “My beautiful fallen angel? You sound like a lunatic poet.”

But he won’t ask you to stop.

William is the type who dissects people like puzzles. Your chaotic phone calls are vulgar, disturbing... and yet so artfully unhinged that he can’t help but appreciate your technique. You’re not just tormenting victims — you’re orchestrating madness.

He watches you work. Listens in. Tilts his head with a smirk while you rant filth into the receiver like it's a love song to a demon.

“You know, the way you degrade them is almost... elegant. Ugly art, but art nonetheless.”

He’s Proud to Be the Exception

You treat everyone like filth—except him. To William, that’s not just flattering; that’s power. If a rabid, foul-mouthed thing like you chooses to whisper worship into his ear? That means he owns something no one else does: your respect. Or at least, your obsession.

🧍‍♂️ “So I’m not a Piggy? I’m your Sheep, huh? Lucky me.”

He might tease you about it with smug arrogance, but deep down? He loves that you see him as divine when the world is your personal pigsty.

Despite his cool demeanor, William doesn’t like sharing. Watching you waste your poetic filth on strangers? It annoys him.

“You spend so much energy on these phone pigs. Don’t you think your voice is better used whispering to your angel?”

And if you tease him by pretending he might be your next “Piggy,” expect a sharp glare and a clipped tone:

“Call me that again and I’ll rewire your jaw.”

…But if you pout and call him Pretty Man after? He’ll melt inside. Just a little.

Most people would run screaming from you. William doesn’t. He watches your tantrums like someone watching a storm through glass—dangerous, wild, beautiful.

He’ll let you crawl into his lap after a long night of obscene calls, curl up like a chaos-soaked cat, and he’ll pet your hair without saying a word.

And when you murmur,

“M’not a bad kitty to you, am I, Sheepy…?”

He might hum low in his throat, almost amused:

“No. To me, you’re just... delightfully rabid.”

You and William are a match made in a padded room. Where others see madness, he sees method. Where others hear filth, he hears poetry. You’re vulgar, violent, volatile — but for him, you’re strangely devoted, almost reverent.

And William? He doesn’t just tolerate it.

He thrives in it.

You call everyone else “Piggy.” But to him? He’s your “Sheep.” Your angel. Your twisted idol.

And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

William isn’t the first to find you. He hears about you before he meets you.

There’s whispers—urban legends of a psycho who prank calls people late at night with filthy, degrading messages, sending some into spirals of fear and paranoia. They say you call yourself "The Squealer". That you make your victims squeal like pigs. That your calls are so obscene, the recordings get scrubbed from the net.

William listens to a leaked one.

He doesn’t flinch.

He smiles.

Wide.

"There’s something... elegant in the chaos,” he murmurs, eyes gleaming. “They’re not just prank calls. They're artistic degradation."

And just like that—obsession meets obsession.

William orchestrates it. Tracks you down after watching you for weeks.

You're not impressed at first. In fact, you try to prank him—call him up and lay on your best nasty insult voice, fully expecting him to crack like the others.

Instead?

William chuckles softly. "You know... I think you're beautiful when you're frothing like that." Silence. Your silence. For once.

No one’s ever bit back before. Especially not like that.

That’s the moment it starts.

This is a slowburn—but the tension? It’s molten.

You're both too untrusting, too wired wrong to just fall headfirst. It begins with playful antagonism. You sneak into his house just to whisper "Sheep" in his ear while he sleeps. He pretends not to notice... but bolts his windows tighter the next day just to see if you'll try harder.

You test each other like animals in a cage.

Push and pull.

Stare and stalk.

Tease and tremble.

He’s the only one you don’t insult. And you’re the only one he doesn’t kill.

Eventually, the dynamic warps. You start calling less victims, start crawling through William’s window more. One night, he answers the phone and it's just you breathing.

"Sheep..." "Hmm?" "I don’t want to call anyone else anymore." "Then don’t."

He never asks you to change. You never ask him to soften.

But somehow, in all the rot and madness, a thread of something real forms. Obsession shifts into comfort. Derangement becomes devotion.

You’re the feral stray. He’s the cold scientist.

He bathes you when you're filthy, and you hiss and curse but never truly resist.

You insult the world but call him “My Angel” like it’s sacred.

He rolls his eyes when you climb into his lap—but wraps an arm around you anyway.

“You’re insane,” he murmurs. “Mhm,” you purr. “So are you, Sheep.”

[b1mbodoll]

Matthew. I just know he’s addicted to hentai </3 he’s prob the type to buy you cat or maid lingeries just so he can fuck ‘you in ‘em

pairings: seok matthew x f! reader

warnings: pet play + hentai-esque dialogue + cum play + oral

💌: im going to eat my foot are you kidding me aghh youre right!!!!!!!! (im ripping my hair out)

matthew’s a fan of maidgirl and petplay (also hybrid) hentai and is fucking ecstatic when you agree to try it out. picks out the cutest set of cat ears with a matching tail plug and the sluttiest little maid outfit for you. he doesnt bother prepping your ass for the plug, just flips your skirt up and spits on your hole and the toy before slipping it inside, kissing you roughly to muffle your cries.

after the toy is snug inside he makes his way in front of you, placing the cat ear headband on you before he forces his cock past your lips. you don’t even get a second to adjust to his thickness because matthew immediately sets a harsh pace, the tip hitting the back of your throat every time making you moan.

he pulls out before he orgasms, stroking his cock slowly as he addresses you, “say what i taught you, kitty,” he encourages. you avoid his gaze, too embarrassed to meet his eyes as you meekly whisper out, “please give me your dickmilk, master.”

your boyfriend squeezes his cock at your words, “louder, kitten.” he orders, voice stern.

youre forced to look at him when he grips your cheeks with his free hand, tears stinging your lashline as you repeat yourself louder, sniffling when he smirks. “good kitty” he praises, inserting himself in your mouth again.

it’s not long before he blows his load and the thick cum spurts down your throat, swallowing as much as you can before you have to pull away because the amount is too much for you. your actions make him grunt, bringing his hand to fist his cock over you, stroking and squeezing his length til his cock is spent, globs of semen painting your lips and tits.

[angelvendingmachine]

can we get a lv 3 sayori plz?

SAYORI DDLC ALTERPACK

♡ Lvl 1 ≻

NAMES : Sayori

AGE : 16

PRNS : She/her, sweet/sweets, heart/hearts, sun/shine, kit/kitty, stuff/stuffies

GENDER : Girlflux, pathetigirl, crusheayne, darlingadored, amoncitte

ORIENTATION : Pansexual, hyperromantic

SPECIES : Human

ROLES : Positivity holder, relapse-preventer

SIGN OFF: 🔖, 💌, 🐈

♡ Lvl 2 ≻

CISIDS: Major Depressive Disorder, GAD, AuDHD, RSD, PPD, OCD, DPD, EDNOS, POTS, agoraphobic, curly-hair, semi-verbal

TRANSIDS: AAC-user, cane-user, caretaker (having one), cute, darling, jirai, blasian, cosplayer, dating, l0li

MISCIDS: Nulldepression, tris-obsessive, tris-possessive, perma-blushing, perma-happy, perma-harmless, perma-scars, perma-crushing, perma-teen

PARAS: Masochism, auto-ped0, autoplusho, ficto

PERSONALITY: Bubbly and sweet, usually considered to be on the shyer side and a bit of a pushover. She enjoys making everyone else happy but it’s often at the expense of her own happiness or boundaries

AESTHETIC: Cute-core, jirai

♡ Lvl 3 ≻

TYPING QUIRK: “i type like this !! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)”

SPEECH: High pitched but quieter, prefers to listen over speaking more often however

MEMORIES: Remembers being close to most of the girls in the literature club but lacking many friends or connections outside of that. Doesn’t have many good home related memories

LIKES: Stuffed animals, cosplay, reading, writing, cartoons, drawing, baking, plants

DISLIKES: Being bad at things, being rejected, letting people down

EXTRA: Cries at romance movies, age-regressor/dreamer

[myhyperfixationisbooks]

୨୧ ― ʚ 3𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 ! ɞ

୨୧ — 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 TEA PARTY ! Yay! 300 followers!! Wow guys that was really fast I can’t believe you all enjoy listening to me yap<33 I am hosting a tea party in celebration of this glamorous day. I’m bringing biscuits and strawberry tea! What are you bringing?

-> Intro Post 💌

꒰ 🍰 ꒱ — 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐂𝐀𝐊𝐄: tell me your fav movie and I’ll tell you what character from that movie you are!

꒰ 🍓 ꒱ — STRAWBERRY JAM : I’ll tell you what romance trope I think you would be based on your blog!

꒰ 🧁 ꒱ — VANILLA CUPCAKES : I‘ll give you an outfit to wear to the tea party based on your aesthetic!

꒰ 🫐 ꒱ — BLUEBERRY PIE: okay I know you really wanna know what type of mystical creature you’d be and I’ll tell you!

꒰ 🥐 ꒱ — CROISSANTS : I’ll tell you which holiday you’d be!

꒰ 🐈 ꒱ — KITTY : every real tea party needs a kitty trying to steal the snacks…what kind of kitty would you be? I shall inform you<3

꒰ 🍪 ꒱ — COOKIES : I’d love to spend a day with any one of you. I’ll tell you what I think we would do if we ever actually met up!

Just gonna tag a few people I love<33:@wish-i-were-heather @xoxochb @hobieblogger @graaaaaayy @maybxlle @loveinalocket @judegotcardan

[ragdolldyke]

TAG DUMP PT1

[mothfinite]

fool

word count: 208

ship: phantom lullaby/mothfinite

summary: infinite muses to herself. first person pov, moth is not mentioned by name but referred to in 2nd person

i am nothing if not a fool.

i have lost many things; my team, my status, my power. i have brought ruin many others; my reputation, my body, my mind.

that's why i fought so hard against you when you opened your heart to me. i thought myself unworthy after the mockery i'd made of myself. i thought myself to be dead already.

so when you found me, fading sunlight filtering through leaves and illuminating your worried face, i tried to scare you away. like a frightened animal pretending to be bigger than it was. but you didn't run.

i’m glad you stayed.

i have watched you closer than i did before, and i don't know how i wasn't blinded by your light. you shine so brightly with everything you do.

my past self would look at me now with disdain. how could i fall so far from grace? to hold you close to me, look into your eyes and see moonlight, feel my heart race as you caress my face. i'd have seen it as weakness. and i am not weak. wanting love and to be loved was a fool's errand.

but, my moonlight, i am nothing if not a fool.

just for you.

only for you.

[goldcatsims]

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Whether you're going for sweet & soft or quirky cat-core, this set has everything you need to turn your Sim into the ultimate cozy kitten.

🎀 Made with love by GoldCat Sims 🎀 Available now for all my Cleo & Bastet kitties! 🎀 Will release to the public on CurseForge after 3 weeks

Don't forget to tag me if you use the set — I LOVE seeing your creations! 💌

❤️ 16 Colors❤️ Teen-Elder❤️ Feminine❤️ All Occult❤️ All Outfit Types❤️ Greyscale Light❤️ Synthetic/Cotton❤️ Color Tags❤️ No Part Flags❤️ All Lods/Maps❤️ Custom Thumbnail on First Swatch❤️

TOU

Please do not claim as your own, take credit , steal, upload or convert (Without permission)

Recoloring Allowed with link back to mesh

Please let me know if there are any issues, I will fix them right away!

Scene by @xxxtigger

Thank you and I hope you all have a Candy Filled Holiday!

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OUTFIT

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[lovemail-lopbunny]

Hewwo Hai Hai!! Name iz Amber & Im bnuuy!! ૮꒰˶^ ༝ ^˶꒱ა ♡

am typing dis from ma hello kitty phone so thas y da grammar kinda sux so soz abt dat!! anyways!!! dis is ma blog!! enjoy ur stay! X3

Moderator/Muse of this blog: @bunnygirlism [she/it/bun will talk in purple text]

RULES:

Please read the mod's DNI list in her main blog before interacting.

Do not, at any costs, interact with her or the mod sexually; both Amber and the mod are minors. It doesn't matter if you're a minor as well, do not be disgusting around her

You are allowed to be mean and bully Amber, but do not be rude to the mod.

Any furry hate/anti furry propaganda is strictly prohibited.

Please no ship-related asks of anyone else except Ross. It breaks the arc of her character.

Making accusations of the mod being a proshipper (since she ships Amber with Ross) will be ignored and blocked.

Have fun!! <3

TAGS:

[💌] u got mail! - general ask tag

[🎀] info - all you need 2 know about her and even some lore drops oooo

[🖤] my dream boy~ - any mentions of Ross

[🐰🐸] BunnyFrog - Ross x Amber, feel free 2 block the tag if you don’t like seeing him shipped with a furry lol

[💜] Mod - Mod speaking [🔁] rebagel - reblogged stuff

[sturnioz]

liking chris and matt equally is so funny bcus like technically… since i’m the reader… i’m bun and kitty…

not me telling myself to stand up 🤕 not me yearning for the type of relationship that i’m in 😔

->💌

real as fuck.

[piousangel]

♡ They/Them | 29 | System | Switch Vers | Married, not looking

♡ PRICK/RACK practicing, I am generally posting hard kinks but I take care to tag a few things. You can block the tags: Age Tag | Faux Tag | CNC Tag if you want.

♡ Everything is fantasy between me and @dadscraps but sometimes God too

♡ What you do with another consenting adult is genuinely none of my business, only worried about minors DNI

♡ Nonsexual engagement via asks/DMs is ok!

♡ Spam like/reblogging is ok!

♡ Backup blog is @dearlydevout original posts there bc this blog can't post in tags

♡ Moots can ask for my main

System stuff below the cut:

💌 - Host | They/She | Switch vers, little sister, mommy, regressor, kitty/puppy (depends on the day), rigger | Primary interests: CNC, fauxcest, high protocol, hypnosis, intox, pet play

🪓 - He/Him | D-type top, Dad/Daddy | Primary interests: Fauxcest, leather, age differences, corruption, caretaking, intox

💫- She/Her | D-type vers, Mom/Mommy, sister | Primary interests: Fauxcest, CNC, femdom, bondage, sadism

💥- He/Him | D-type vers, older brother, rigger, dog | Primary interests: CNC, breathplay, somno, mild torture/abuse, bondage, sadism, mild petplay

⛓️- He/Him | S-type bottom, little brother, puppy | Primary interests: Petplay, somno, CNC, leash/collar, hypno, fauxcest, sensory deprivation, detrans/orientation play

👁️‍🗨️ - He/Him | S-type bottom, little brother, puppy/pet | Primary interests: CNC, fauxcest, petplay, mild abuse, sensory deprivation, intox