#Kit and Kat Creations

[kitandkatcreations]

Hi there! We are 'Kit' and 'Kat' of 'Kit and Kat Creations'!

We are twin creators from MS, USA who enjoy making beautiful art and crafting whimsical designs to bring comfort and joy to your everyday life. Whether it be in the form of a custom fleece hat, a hoodie/jacket, an adorable plush, or even a onesie/kigurumi🦊😻

🧶Website | ☕Ko-Fi | 🛍️Shop

[oh-itskitkat]

Kat! I feel like I haven't seen you in ages. How've ya been? (Well, I very much hope?)

OWL!!! I'VE MISSED YOU SO!

Life has been life, doin' Big Adult Things™️

[mothandpidgeon]

Making Out to Pablo Honey (virgin!Dieter Bravo x f!reader)

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pairing: virgin!Dieter Bravo x f!reader

rating: E MDNI

summary: Dieter’s always tried to be cool. The thing about being cool, though, the more he tries, the less it works. You, on the other hand, you’re cool.

contents: virgin!Dieter, young!Dieter, lots of 90s references, cannabis, mentions of masturbation, fingering, premature ejaculating, one ferris bueller reference, reader is able bodied and not described physically moth never uses y/n.

This fic is about horny teens doing horny teen things. It's not too late to not read this if that's not ok with you.

wc: 2.5k

a/n: I'm thinking of this as a Dieter origin story. I really enjoyed thinking about him before he was the DIETER BRAVO. Anyway, this was kind of healing I wish I knew him back when I was in high school. Thanks @moonlitbirdie and @whocaresstillthelouvre for betaing and cheering me on!

“Sweet or salty?” you ask. Your head is buried in one of the kitchen cabinets, rummaging through a selection of snacks. 

Dieter sits on the counter opposite, watching you with a lazy smile. 

“Sweet,” he says. “No, wait. Salty.”

You look at him over your shoulder, your eyes bloodshot under heavy lids. 

“You’re so stoned,” you giggle. 

Dieter blushes. Despite the fact that he coughs after every hit, getting high with you after school has become his favorite past time. You never tease him for it, just put the joint between your lips while Dieter wonders if you can feel the warmth from his there. You’re both well and truly blazed at this point after smoking up in the dugout of the school's baseball field.

Dieter gazes over your body as you stand on tip toe, reaching for the top shelf. It’s like he can’t control his eyes from wandering to you when he’s like this. Sometimes you notice. 

“What?” you’ll say. “You’re staring at me.”

“You’re paranoid,” he’ll lie. 

He wishes he was brave enough to tell you that he’s staring because he thinks you’re beautiful. 

It’s hard to believe that the two of you are actually friends now. He still remembers when you were assigned as his lab partner, a girl that he was equally drawn to and intimidated by.  

Now he’s in your house after school almost every day. 

“Honey?” your mother’s voice calls from the front door.

“Shit.” Dieter hops onto the floor before she enters the kitchen in a smart business outfit. 

“Oh, hi, Dieter,” she says, smoothing the bottom of her hair. 

“Hello, ma’am,” Dieter says. 

You stifle a laugh. 

“Dieter, you don’t have to call me ma’am,” your mother says.  

“Um okay,” he replies. He can’t remember her first name. She’s told him before. Does he seem stoned? Oh, god, he definitely does. 

She scrunches her nose.

“What’s that smell?” she asks.

Dieter’s stomach plummets. The two of you must reek of pot. He’s grown to like the scent– an earthy tang that now reminds him of you. He braces himself, trying to clear his foggy mind for a moment so he can’t act sober. 

“Somebody must’ve run over a skunk,” you say. “What’re you doing home so early?”

You change the subject so seamlessly. Of course. Nothing ever seems to scare you.

“I’ve got a meeting with the Vermont people but I left the damn file here,” she says, picking a folder up from the kitchen table. “I’ll be back late if we close the deal.”

“Good luck,” you say.

Dieter bursts with laughter as your mother goes out the front door. You join him, nearly doubling over with your giggles. 

“I was freaking out!” he tells you. “A skunk! I can’t believe she bought that.”

“I know, right? She’s clueless,” you chuckle. “Look.” 

You hold up your creation— a plate bursting with flavor and texture. It’s organized into little piles of treats— potato chips, Oreos, a handful of glistening strawberries. Chocolate covered pretzels rest beside dried cranberries and several ropes of licorice separate honey roasted peanuts from fun sized Kit Kats in glossy red wrappers. It’s a feast, every bite he could ever want just when he wants it the most. 

“Fuck,” he whispers as he takes in this offering. 

Maybe it’s the pot buzzing around in his head but he can feel himself falling head over heels for you. He wants to kiss you but what if you don’t want to be kissed? What if you reject him? He could play it off as a joke like the one he told in the biology lab that got you to notice him for the first time. Humiliation he can handle but he’s not sure he could take that heartbreak. 

The cookies are calling his name so he abandons any dreams of filling his mouth with your tongue in favor of a Nutter Butter. 

There’s a big, L shaped couch in the basement that Dieter sprawls out on while he munches on the fruit. They might be the best strawberries he’s ever eaten. Everything tastes so good when he’s high. He wonders what you taste like. 

“Do you like Radiohead?” you ask sorting through a pile of cassettes. 

“Yeah. I love them,” he says. He’s only heard one of their songs on the radio but if you like them, he wants to like them, too. 

Dieter’s always tried to be cool. He has a lot working against him— built like a string bean, a goofy personality. His own fucking name has betrayed him. He got the same haircut as Leonardo DiCaprio, he saved up to buy a pair of fancy sneakers, he spends hours in the mirror carefully choosing his outfits. The thing about being cool, though, the more he tries, the less it works. 

You, on the other hand, you’re cool. Effortlessly so in your black boots and chipped nail polish. It’s not just the music you listen to or the clothes you wear. There’s something in your attitude, an aloof confidence that he’s never been able to replicate. 

Despite his anxieties, you never make him feel judged. It seems like you enjoy introducing him to new things. You offered to make him a mixtape and it sent his heart fluttering. He’s shared a thing or two with you, too— leading you through the aisles of the local video store handing you his favorite obscure movies. Sometimes you laugh at his enthusiasm but it’s never mean spirited. 

You pop the tape in and climb up onto the sofa as rough guitar strums seep through the speakers. There’s something psychedelic in the music that has Dieter sinking deeper into his seat. 

Although there’s plenty of space, you sit alongside him, propping your feet up on the chaise beside his. Dieter’s pulse picks up. He’s so aware of you so close to him, each move of your muscles as you get comfortable. He can smell the pot tangled up in your hair and the fresh scent of cotton that always lingers on your clothes. 

“I like being high,” Dieter sighs. 

You laugh. He fucking loves the sound of it, wants to be a little clown to keep you giggling away.

“Give me a Kit Kat,” you say. 

The snack plate is balanced on Dieter’s lap so when you fish through it for the candy, he can feel the pressure of your touch right on his dick. He stifles a groan, trying to focus his attention on the crinkle of the wrapper in your hands. 

He’s touched himself to the thought of you more times than he’d like to admit. There was an incident when you unexpectedly brushed your ass against him at your locker and he popped a boner. He had to take care of it in the bathroom, one hand cupping the tip of his cock as he came so he didn’t make a mess. 

“Dieter,” you say. His name sounds so sweet when you say it softly like that. 

“Yeah,” he replies. 

Some time in the last fifteen minutes, his mind wandered away and he got lost in the haze of his high. He can’t remember what he was thinking about before you got his attention or how long he’s been out of it. There’s just a warm feeling in his head and every once in a while he remembers that you’re sitting right next to him and he smiles to himself and then he floats away again. 

“You’re staring at me,” you say. 

You’re close, laying on the same couch cushion, your face just inches from his own. You have pretty eyes. Maybe that’s what he’s been looking at. Or your hair. He likes your hair. 

“Yeah,” he says with a sigh. There’s no denying it this time. 

Your lips curl into a smile and your eyes dance over his features. He feels himself leaning towards you like his head is too heavy to fight your magnetic pull. 

Your noses brush, that’s when he realizes that you’re moving towards him, too. Both of you hesitate there, an acknowledgement of this point of no return— your friendship will never be the same. 

You kiss him. At first it’s a cautious meeting of lips and, suddenly, a crash of passion and excitement. It’s sloppy and unchoreographed but the two of you find a rhythm. He can taste the chocolate in your kiss. 

You climb onto his lap, sliding your hands beneath his shirt. Having all of you there, straddling him like he’s in his own wet dream, is overwhelming. Blood rushes to his cock. There’s so much of you to explore— soft places to touch and hold and taste. He wants all of you all at once and you seem just as eager. 

Your mouth roams his neck and teeth rake against his earlobe as you rock over the bulge in his jeans. He’s so sensitive from the weed, he can practically feel the hot drag of your pussy even through the layers between you. 

Dieter fumbles with the clasp of your bra and you knock his hands away to do it for him, then unbutton your pants and do the same for him. He keeps his mouth on yours as you pull off his shirt with eager kisses. 

He slips his fingers beneath the waistband of your panties. He’s met with the slick lips of your pussy giving him a delicious shiver. You gasp and sink your teeth into his bottom lip. 

Now your hand finds him, coating his length with precum and tugging. 

“Oh god,” he chokes. He wills himself not to finish right there in your hand. 

Dieter presses a finger into your entrance, slow and cautious, watching your expression for any signs of discomfort. You’re so tight, he can’t imagine the crush of it around him. The strokes on his cock stutter and slow as he thrusts deeper until eventually your limp hand simply holds him. He doesn’t care.  The feeling of you is addicting, all slippery and inviting. 

“Ow,” you complain. 

“Is this ok?” Dieter asks. 

“Don’t just finger me,” you complain. 

He blanches, unsure of how to correct himself. If you want more, he’s more than willing to give it to you but it has nerves churning in his belly. 

“I’ve never done it,” Dieter says. 

He immediately wishes he could take the words and swallow them back down. His neck burns with embarrassment. The coolest girl he’s ever met is letting him in her pants and he just spoiled it all by admitting he’s a virgin. 

You stare at him with big, round eyes, your lips swollen from kissing. Your adam’s apple bobs in your throat. 

“Me either,” you tell him. 

It’s Dieter’s turn to stare. He’s shocked. It seems like you’ve done everything already. At least, everything a high school senior would aspire to do. 

If you were embarrassed to tell him that, you don’t let it linger for long. “That wasn’t what I meant,” you say. “It just— I don't think I can come that way.”

Dieter nods in awe. This isn’t the first time he’s gone to third base but he hadn’t felt very sure of his technique during those few encounters. You look a little nervous, maybe for the first time ever, but he’s so impressed you’re confident enough to tell him what you want, to even know. He wants to give you exactly what you need. 

“Show me,” he says. “Show me what you like.”

Your pupils blow out and Dieter’s not sure which one of you is more aroused. Eventually you regain yourself, nodding quickly and climbing off of his lap so you can shimmy your pants all the way off. 

Dieter can’t help but stare at all the parts of you that are exposed. You’re so pretty he can hardly believe he gets to touch you. His cock throbs at the sight and he fists himself before realizing that he’d better stop if he wants to last more than half a minute. 

You lay back on the couch, parting your bent legs for Dieter. He sits up for a good view as you explain the secrets of the universe. You take his hand and guide his fingers to your pussy, carefully sliding them along the side of your clit. It’s velvety soft and warm and slick and you take in a sharp breath. His cock jumps. Again, a wet stroke over you. You set a pace, your hand around his as he makes you melt.

“Woah,” he whispers to himself as he watches your body respond. 

He’s not sure where to look; at the glistening lips of your pussy, a rare glimpse at the opposite sex in real life or at your face, eyes closed and brow knit as you float in ecstasy. It’s the sexiest thing he’s ever seen.

He forgets the throbbing between his own legs, entranced by your pleasure. Your grip around his hand slackens and Dieter experiments with slightly faster strokes, kissing your neck. Your pulse thrums under his lips, your whines vibrating. 

As he gathers more slick from your entrance, you grind your clit into the heel of his hand. Your hips lift from the wet patch that’s growing beneath you. Dieter keeps his hand planted on you, giving you all the friction you need. 

He tries to find a way to tell you to use him, to take what you need, but he’s speechless. Watching a girl get off on him, and not just any girl but you, feels like witnessing a miracle. 

Your muscles tighten, every single tendon in your body wrapped up like a rubber band about to snap. He can’t help himself. Dieter slides a finger inside of you. It feels even better than before, now that your walls are coated in that sweet release. 

That’s when it crashes over you. You lock up, your arms and thighs straining. He can feel your core tensing around him desperately and he thinks he might cum just from the sight of you like this. It’s not like he’s seen in porn. You’re quiet, focused, somewhere else and he wants to go there, wherever that planet of pleasure might be. 

He wants to kiss you, to taste your release and bury his face in your tits but he doesn’t dare move and ruin this exquisite moment for you. So he keeps moving with the same steady tempo as you flutter around him. 

You groan out his name, long and slow and it sounds like music. 

Dieter feels his hips jerk and, oh fuck, he’s cumming. He tears his hand away from you to squeeze it over his spasming cock. It’s too late and the wet press of you coated on his fingers doesn’t help. He paints his torso with his own warm, sticky spend. 

You stare, eyes wildly surveying the mess on his belly, still dazed as you come down. 

He should be mortified that he just blew his load all over himself the very first time he’s gotten physical with you but his veins are coursing with bliss. His head falls back, chest heaving as he catches his breath. 

“I really like you,” he says. 

Your face breaks out in a smile and you bashfully bite your lip. He feels your fingers intertwine with his own. 

“Yeah. I like you too,” you say. 

-

Thanks for reading! Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated and my asks are always open!

[possibly-in-wonderland]

introductions

hey, welcome to our blog!

collectively, our name is alice, and collectively we use they/it pronouns, but we don't mind if you ask who's out and about or lurking (sometimes it's not who you think) :P

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COMMS, DIVINATION, AND OTHER THINGS AVAILABLE ON OUR STRAWPAGE!

note: we're pro endo, but don't care if anti endo's interact, as long as they leave harassment at the door (a "wipe your paws" policy). syscource is NOT allowed on this blog.

hey, little more about us:

we're bodily 19 and use "we" and "i" interchangeably (as stated in the userbox above). we're learning norwegian and our hobbies include noodling around on the guitar, crocheting, writing, urban and rural adventure, making collages, and looking for pirate radio stations. we're also ordained because we thought it'd be funny. side note, we may have a(u?)dhd and maybe some other things.

note: we're self-diagnosed, but we do a shitload of research before actually saying we're something. unfortunately, we have no access to anyone who can properly diagnose us with anything (and with the soggy wet cheeto that bought his way into office, we doubt that's gonna happen anytime soon, so bear with us).

anyway, this blog is mostly fandom stuff and shitposts we find funny (along with other miscellaneous things). DIS and i are working on a slenderverse series so you might hear about that a bit (and some roleplay stuff). we also bitch about the government and laws. a lot.

often yapped about fandoms here:

the habitualhybridverse (referring to @/habitual-creatures)

slenderverse

creepypasta

fnaf

minecraft

(more to be added)

tags:

we plan on better tagging our stuff from here on out. we've been better about cw tags lately, but we're referring to posts regarding who's posting/reblogging what.

Alice M. | Pronouns/Genders: 🗝️.txt

DISC0RD | They/It/Bun: 🕕🐇.txt

K.D | He/They/It: zombie posting

Unnamed Catfish | ???: 🐱🐟.txt

Damsel/Steph | She/They: 🫀🖌️.txt

Zooble | They/Them: 🧩.txt

Brian | He/They: 📟.txt

Bugs | He/They/She: 🐰🥕.txt

Anya | She/Her: 📓.txt

Cecil | He/They: 👁️‍🗨️🎙️.txt

Nightmare Bonnie | He/They/It: 🎸🐰.txt

Kat | She/They: 🥽.txt

Jon | He/They: 👁️‍🗨️📼.txt

Elena | She/Her: 🩰.txt

Sasha | She/Her: 🥡📚.txt

Alice D. | She/Her:

Needles | He/They/It: 🪡.txt

Jack | They/Them: 🦝⛓️.txt

Evan | He/Him: ⚔️.txt

Ash | He/Him: 🦾.txt

Nightmare | He/It/?:

Ushka | She/They/It/Kit: 🐱.txt

Paul | He/They: 🪼.txt

Milo | He/She/They/It: 👁️📖.txt

Susie | She/Her 🐊🪓.txt

NOTE: next time someone forms, just make this a separate post ~milo

NOTE 2: No. ~Susie

we doubt our resident fish friend's gonna really post, but it's there if they want it.

ask posts: ask.txt

hate mail: Hail to The King Baby

recipes: recipebook.txt

original writing posts: ink.txt

sideblogs:

@alice-the-arcane | alice's personal witchy blog

@joannes-journal | habitualhybridverse rp blog

@cinnamontoastedwords | steph's personal blog

@wonderland-after-dark | 18+ masochistic thought blog (mdni)

@wonderland-creations | our request blog

and though we don't write fanfiction (much anymore), we do still write. here's our masterlist.

masterlist

misc things:

don't send those "send this to x-amount of people" inbox asks. tagging in posts? cool with. the other thing? no. too much pressure.

[xsl33pyh3adx]

KAT/ZOE/STEVENS INTRO!1!1!1

i've had this blog 4 over a year w/out a intro, so i'm gonna do a intro now!!:3

About :0

HAILO!!! My name is zoey, although i prefer to be called Kat or Steven! Other names i go by are Sleepy, Luz, Scourge, Raven, Kit and Mangle :3

I'm a Steven Universe fictionkin, Eevee otherlink, and Mangle otherlink!!1!1!

ENFP 7W6

i’m multifandom and post whatever my heart wants, i don’t usually stick to one thing ! However the main type of content i post is Art and Moodboards/Stimboards

i am a shy person at first, but i quickly grow comfortable. Please don't be scared to talk to me!

I LOVE MARY SUES AND SPARKLEDOGS!! I'm a sparklecat otherlink aswell :D

Intrests !1!2!2

Main intrests atm!- Steven Universe, The Outsiders, Warrior Cats, FNAF

Interests in general - Steven Universe, FNAF, Warrior Cats, My Hero Acedemia, The Owl House, My Little Pony, Demon Slayer, Pokemon, Amphibia, Invader zim, Arcane, The Walten Files, Resident Evil 7-8, The Mitchels Vs The Machines, The Lego Movie 1-2, Stranger Things, Spongebob Squarepants, Steven Universe Future Rewritten, The Outsiders

Kins- Steven Universe, Luz Noceda, Izuku Midoriya, Katie Mitchell, Gir, Pinkie Pie, Mangle, Dipper & Mabel Pines, Sylveon, Emmet, Charlie Morningstar, Scourge, Shadowsight, Pink Diamond/Rose Quartz, Marcy Wu, Hunter Noceda/Wittebane

All my favs r my kins, but heres my favs that r not my kins - Bill Cipher, Ponyboy, Springtrap, Ethan Winters, Isha, Rex Dangervest, Pinkamena, Ponyboy Curtis, Will Byers, Dallas Winston

Hobbies- Drawing, Animating, Editing, Ukelele, Guitar, Dancing, Singing, Crafting

Main Music- Punk Goes Pop, Jack Stauber, Steven Universe, Mailpup, Alex G, Paramore, Bo Burnham, Kimya Dawson, Kesha, Nightcore, Zach Callison, My Chemical Romance, S3rl, Adventure Time, Bullet For My Valentine, Dot Dot Curve, Adrianne Lenker, Rebecca Sugar, & a lot more..

YOU CAN FIND ME ON:

Youtube: Sl33pyH3ad

ToyHouse: Sl33pyH3ad

MAIN SPOTIFY PLAYLIST:

[cityof2morrow]

Modern Glass Build Repo

Published: 2-11-2024 | Updated: N/A SUMMARY I’ve remixed and simplified the Modern Fullsize Window/Door No. 02 (Stonetower/Prida, 2007; 2006) set. In this version, I’ve added 20-ish frame recolors (CuriousB, 2010),made items hood-visible, and reposited the glass to my Plain Glass Repository mesh (Simmons, 2023) to give you more color options and less files to manage.

DETAILS Requires all EPs/SPs. You need the Glass TXTR Repository from the Repository Pack (Simmons, 2023). You can only have one version of this set in your game at a time. Manually replace other versions if you use this one. DOWNLOAD (choose one) from SFS | from MEGA

This is the window/door set I’m using in my re-creation of the "Eco House” units from Cliff Empire. See progress HERE.

CREDITS Thanks: Simming Community, Kit Kat Crew. Sources: Any Color you Like (CuriousB, 2010), Beyno (Korn via BBFonts), EA/Maxis, Modern Fullsize Window/Door No. 02 (Stonetower/Prida, 2007; 2006), Offuturistic Infographic (Freepik).

[0sincerelyella]

that kit one you just put out with the nervous gf was SO GOOD! I didn’t request that but could you maybe give a part 2? maybe it’s the first chilly day of autumn and they’re in Kit’s room watching Halloweentown or something and it’s just cute and fluff, but Kit is a *consent king* and is always asking if their kissing and his hands are okay/if she’s okay

You Big Goof -Kit connor

Summary: after the scare y/n had with him a few weeks ago, he fears hurting y/n even in the slightest.

Notes: THIS IDEA IS SO GOOD. idk if y’all know this abt me but halloweentown IS MY FAVORITE MOVIE OF ALL TIME EVER. so yes i am so excited to write this one !!! this is a part two to my last one but you do not have to had read that one to understand this one

Recap: kit and y/n had been home alone, and kit was ready to take it to the next level but y/n was not. Kit, being the respectful king he is, will never do something to hurt her ever again.

It was a beautiful fall morning, the leaves were a crisp orange and the breeze was evident through the whistle of the trees. the air was soft and smelled of pumpkin spice and warm blankets by the TV.

y/n and kit, having had not been spending very much time together, both had taken off work and school today for mental health reasons.

the two needed a break, a recharge of their batteries. and what better way to do that than throw blankets on the floor and watch y/ns favorite halloween movie.

so that’s just what they did. Kit grabbed every blanket he owned, layering them strategically on the ground for maximum comfort. he lined pillows to surround the two. He made popcorn and filled a basket with his and y/ns favorite movie snacks, setting it on the coffee table that he placed beside the carpet instead of in the middle so he had room for blankets

he turned the movie on and hit pause. All that was left now was his y/n, who was upstairs showering. Kit skipped up the stairs, just in time, as y/n, all dressed, walked out of the bathroom.

“your a smiley little angel arnt you” he laughed, leaning forward “is a kiss okay?” he asks, to which y/n plants a kiss onto his lips. “of course it is kit kat” she says, taking his hand without any hesitation. “i have a surprise for you darling” he told her, walking her down the stairs towards his thoughtful creation

y/n practically squealed from happiness. “it’s so beautiful!” kit spun her, and smiled. “it’s for movies and cuddles, if you’ll allow it” y/n hugged him happily “of course i allow it!”

the two crawled into the blankets, tucking themselves in as kit turned on the movie.

y/n leaned her head on kits shoulder, trying to move as closely to him as she possibly can. “is this okay?” kit asks, draping his arm hesitantly over her shoulder. “yes kit, of course” she assured, a sense of questioning in her voice. he placed a gentle kiss her her forehead, barely even touching it.

y/n shrugged it off, continuing to watch her movie.

as the movie progressed, y/n moved closer, and kit continued to ask permission for everything

to hold her hand, to kiss her, to place his hand on her side.

to which ever answer, was an of course.

every kiss he planted was soft and gentle, he treated her as if any second she could break.

finally, when y/n leaned up to kiss kit and he asked permission to place his hand on her cheek, she cracked. after pausing the movie, she looked up at him “kit kat, what’s wrong?” “what do you mean?” he asked, completely oblivious to what was happening.

“you keep asking to do the simplest things, and i’m not even sure your kisses are considered kisses” she laughed, taking his hand in hers. “i didn’t really notice i was doing it” he shrugged.

“kit, it’s okay to love me” she assured, placing her own hand on his cheek. “it’s not hurting me for you to love me, those are not the things you need to ask about” she said, smiling into his eyes.

“i know, and i do love you i just-“ he took a breath “i don’t want to hurt you” y/n kissed his cheek. “i promise, you trying to love me won’t hurt me” she kissed his lips, he felt, but not as gentle as kits air kisses. when she let go, he smiled at her “i love you darling”

“i love you too, you big goof”

[sharssims]

100 Cats Challenge - Kit Kat

KIT KAT. Kitten #54 ⁠ Born in game. Kitten, Male. Genius, Quiet. Mom: Willow. Dad: Garfield (made by catlover800)

For The Sims 3. Place .sim file directly into your SavedSims folder. Because this is a Kitten, it won’t show up if you go to the Cats category because that only allows for Adults and Elders. Stay in the main category of your sims bin and filter by Custom, and then you will see all teh kittens.

🐱 DOWNLOAD – SimFileShare

You will need to install cat eye defaults Burnt Waffles Nilou Onomatopeia Pet Eyes (v.1), or else kitty will just not look the same and EA eyes could cause slight trauma.. heh.

🤎 Kit Kat was named by PardiSim3

TOU: Don’t upload to another site. Don’t claim as your own creation. Feel free to share photos of my creations in game and tag me so I can see them, and it would be lovely if you credit me! Watch the Crazy Cats live on my Twitch. You can name and claim your baby kitty with channel points!

[steviewashere]

One of my biggest (and admittedly nerdier) fascinations/special interests is lost media. Doesn't matter the type of media; it could be a TV show, animated children's movie, a commercial that premiered once and was subsequently vaulted, a religious show on a local public broadcasting channel, a misprint copy of a book, etc. etc.

I just love it all. Anyway. I want to share a lost media thing of my own that I remember interacting with at one point in my childhood, but has little to no attention on it. More on it below the cut, if you're interested.

If you were a kid (fuck it, any age) in the late '90s and into the 2000s/early 2010s specifically, you might've had one of these:

This is a Baby Bottle Pop. They are a sucker/sugar combo candy. Basically acting similar to FunDip; you suck on the lollipop top (the part that looks like the nipple for a baby bottle) and then dip it inside the bottle, where there's flavored sugar. Typically, the sugar is flavored something like strawberry or blue raspberry, something fruity. These are still produced; although, I haven't seen them on a grocery store shelf in years—seems like they're sold at special confectionary stores in malls now, like Lolli & Pops, but I haven't seen them next to Kit-Kats at the checkout stand since I was a kid.

Anyway.

Back in the early 2010s, Baby Bottle Pop had this promotional thing going on. Where, if you bought one of these candies, you'd be given an exclusive online code. (The cultural zeitgeist of late 2000s/early 2010s internet.) The online code gave you access to this MMO game, much like other exclusive online codes on products at the time—functionally similar to Webkinz, though you weren't redeeming a virtual pet to take care of.

You'd make an account via Baby Bottle Pop's website, babybottlepop.com, once you had access to the code. You needed a code from a purchased product in order to get in. (If the product wasn't purchased and you tried to use the code, it would be immediately invalidated as it hadn't been activated. Y'know, think of it as an inactive gift card). (Also, this is what really separated BBP's MMO from other advertised children's MMOs. Webkinz, you didn't have to purchase a pet in order to play, but it was cooler if you did. BBP required that you purchased a product or you couldn't play. Shitty, I know.)

Once in the game, you'd design an avatar that looked exactly like a baby, and then you'd have access to mini games, other player's avatars, and a point and click free roam world (highly similar to how Club Penguin functioned).

There is one commercial that I found from the Baby Bottle Pop campaign I'm thinking of. It's circa 2012, advertising the candy (of course) and then telling you that if you redeemed the code given to you, you could make what they called a "Crazy Baby."

That's it. It's a fifteen second commercial. The live action kids turn into Crazy Baby counterparts, the art style similar to that of the game. Featuring them complimenting each other on the way they eat their Baby Bottle Pops.

And, also, I don't even know if this commercial is advertising the MMO. It could just be advertising the exclusivity of making an online avatar. This commercial mentions nothing about roaming around a virtual world and making friends with other Crazy Baby players. But since it advertises something that could be similar or even exact to what I'm talking about, I'm bringing it up.

The only things I've found that mention or are on the same lines as this game/avatar creation are one article from 2008 (when the website first launched, I'm assuming?), this commercial, a post made on the r/LostMedia subreddit, and a singular twenty-five minute YouTube gameplay video.

Speaking of the gameplay video, it's from user, Crawler929. It's the only gameplay video I found. It's the only one other people have even mentioned. And while I'm a little skeptical of the commercial I linked, it's worth noting that this gameplay video and that commercial are from the same year, 2012. It's highly likely that those things are connected. Though, there was a promo campaign for another online game called Baby Bottle Pop Message in a Bottle from the late 2000s—probably 2009, as that is the posting year from the person who shared it. (And considering how the main child actress looks similar to Hannah Montana, the character from the show of the same name that was on air at the time, this year could be accurate).

Visiting the BBP website on the Internet Archive via the Wayback Machine is basically one huge error. You'll reach a turquoise and orange-accented screen with a load up bar with the word "Ruffle" on it, and then be met with a black screen. Scrolling up and down on the black screen leads you nowhere, it's basically just a void.

There's nothing else. No other part of this MMO shows up on the internet. The original site no longer exists, now replaced with something called Candy Mania. I'm assuming BBP is owned by the same company or is made by the same manufacturer as Push Pop, as Push Pop has a game on this site. BBP, though? There's barely anything, possibly nothing.

Honestly, I just wanted to share this because it's kinda crazy and kinda sad that stuff like this is just gone. But it's worth saying, too, that this game will most likely never exist again or be resurfaced. Games like this made for promotional events for products never last. They're around for like a year and then get shut down when the event is over. It's sad, but true.

These games also don't have the same sort of fanbases as other big MMOs for kids did at the time. They won't be remade like Club Penguin, ToonTown, or even The Pirates of The Caribbean Online were. Lost to time and also conglomerate company greed.

Anyway, this is just some nerd stuff that I'm into. And I have so many other lost media stories that I like talking about, but this is the only one that I actually have ever interacted with. A game I never thought I'd lose.

Protect all media types and archives, as you never know what could become lost media next.

[eddieredmayneargentinablog]

“...It basically sings as a warning to our incapacity to learn from our mistakes. It’s about what happens when humanity is consumed by hate. And the idea of the creation of the other and the exploitation of the other to instill fear.” -Eddie Redmayne on Cabaret New York at the Kit Kat Club revival, for Playbill .

📷 #MyScreenshot "Behind the Scenes for the May 2024 Playbills, Instagram reel. Related post

[eddie-redmayne-italian-blog]

Eddie Redmayne on the staying power of Broadway’s ‘Cabaret’

By Kousha Navidar and Jordan Lauf Published May 19, 2024 at 7:01 a.m. ET

In the revival of "Cabaret," Broadway's August Wilson Theatre has been completely transformed into a Weimar Germany-era cabaret club – with the audience surrounding a small, circular stage.

After entering through an alley, you emerge in a space full of dancers, musicians, drinks and debauchery – and that's all before the musical even begins.

“There was a real desire for the audience to not feel they're coming to the theater,” said director Rebecca Frecknall.

Eddie Redmayne, who was nominated for a Tony award for his performance, plays the role of the Emcee, in which he contorts his body and voice to become a strange creature of hedonism.

“Of all characters that I've ever played, I find him the most enigmatic,” said Redmayne. “That's what's so thrilling.”

The Emcee guides us through the story of Sally Bowles, played by Tony nominee Gayle Rankin. Bowles, a British cabaret singer, thinks her life might be on the upswing after meeting an American writer named Cliff. But with Nazism on the rise, the time for carefree revelry is soon ending, whether Sally wants to admit it or not.

Longtime fans and newcomers to "Cabaret" are likely to find something to delight and surprise them in this new version of the show. It’s been nominated for nine Tony awards, including Best Musical Revival.

Kousha Navidar spoke to Redmayne, Rankin and Frecknall about the play, their creative process, clowning and more on a recent episode of WNYC's "All of It." An edited version of their conversation is below.

Eddie, your first exposure to "Cabaret" was when you first tackled the role of the Emcee when you were a kid. Is that right?

Eddie Redmayne: That is, as strange as it sounds. I think I was about 14 or 15 and we did it at school and I didn't know the show. I watched the film and was completely blown away by it. Ever since, I've been a massive "Cabaret" fan. I obviously saw Joel Grey's performance in the movie and went and saw Alan Cumming's version with Emma Stone, which Gayle was also in here a decade ago on Broadway.

There's something about the character of the Emcee that he doesn't exist in Isherwood's book that "Cabaret" is based on. He was a creation by Harold Prince, the director and Joel Grey. There's this abstract quality to him that is so riveting for actors, I think because he's impossible to pin down really.

While I was watching your performance, I was wondering how you considered the Emcee – as either a person or as a symbol or as a metaphor or something else?

Redmayne: Well, it was in discussion with Rebecca and Tom Scutt, our designer. One of the ideas we liked was that he's almost conjured the evening. The set has a beautiful simplicity to it, almost of a music box or a toy box. He brings these characters in and it's almost like he's the puppeteer.

Across the evening, he shape shifts. Every time he comes on stage, he looks different, whether it's a clown, a skeletal figure. The idea that he goes from puppeteer to conductor as the fascism creeps into the piece – that was something that we were looking for, but that it manifests itself in shifts, in voice and physicality. We played into the abstraction of him.

Rebecca, how early on in the process did you know you wanted this to be an immersive theater experience, that you really wanted to transform the place into the Kit Kat Club?

Rebecca Frecknall: I think when Eddie and I first talked about doing it maybe four or five years ago. [Laughter.] A long time ago, there was a real desire for the audience to not feel they're coming to the theater.

We were really keen to create something that people who are maybe not traditional theatergoers – or feel theater is not for them or feel intimidated by that – could come and experience the piece in a slightly different way.

We were first of all talking about found spaces or real club spaces or what we could do. Then actually, this was the one production where the pandemic actually worked in our favor because The Playhouse Theater in London ended up standing empty for a couple of years over that time, and so The Playhouse became our site that we could respond to and we could change.

We were incredibly lucky that the people at the August Wilson Theatre and Jordan Roth were excited to have us reimagine it there for that space because "Cabaret" is so much about the complicity of the audience.

Is that part of the reason why you made that choice to have the audience in the round, all enveloping the actors?

Frecknall: Yes. In the original Broadway production, the set had a mirror in the back wall, which you see again in the film. It's showing the audience themselves and showing us mob complicity and mob mentality and what that means.

There's a song that the iconic Bebe Neuwirth sings in the show called “What Would You Do?”, and it's a direct question to the audience. It's nonjudgmental, it's an open question, but it hopefully provokes some thinking.

Eddie, what does that add for you of having that audience in the round and it being surrounded on all sides?

Redmayne: It's amazing. The interesting thing for the Emcee is the other character in the scene with him is the audience, and that shifts and changes every night. The audiences that have come here in New York have been so passionate.

What's extraordinary about the evening is you get people dressed in black tie, sitting next to people in fetish gear, next to people in jeans and a T-shirt. For me, interacting with people from different walks of life who are finding different things funny, who are finding different things moving, it's live theater in its most essential form. Of course, that's why actors, we love doing it.

Eddie, I was struck by how physical your performance is. You're really contorting your body. You used the word “puppeteer,” and it's interesting because it looked like you were a marionette at some points. How did you arrive at that physicality for the performance?

Redmayne: It was a dialogue really with Rebecca and Julia, our choreographer. I'm not a great dancer, but–

Gayle Rankin: You are a great dancer.

Frecknall: Not true.

[Laughter.]

Redmayne: Frecks comes from a movement background as well and so we just started very early, didn't we? We had four months of just workshops, and Julia, our choreographer, brought the physicality out of me.

There's an amazing dancer called Mary Wigman, who's worth looking up on YouTube. She did a dance called The Witch Dance, which I found very thrilling, and compelling, and terrifying in equal measure.

Actually, even here in this city, the Neue Galerie has all those amazing Egon Schiele drawings. He depicts hands and some of those bodies. It felt very much of that moment. There was a bit of that and there was a bit of clowning. There's this school in Paris called Lecoq, which is a physical theater school.

I went and did a course there before Frecks and I started working on the theater of the absurd, and it was lots of mask work and all these things. It was lovely to put all of that in the cauldron, I suppose, mix all that around, and then under the guidance of Rebecca and Julia, find a way through him.

Gayle, your Sally has a kind of manic energy to her. What do you think is the source of all of that energy? Do you think it's covering something for Sally?

Rankin: I think it's centuries or decades of some kind of angst. With Sally – there's so much iconography and so many amazing performers have played her, and there's a legend around this character. I think it's why people are so drawn to her. Like the Emcee, Sally carries with her a lot of mystery. I think, especially as a woman, that's a really interesting thing to start to open a door into a character.

I actually don't believe that Sally intends to be mysterious or intends to cover. What I find beautiful and challenging about her is that I think she is intending to tell the truth at all times. I think there's something about the world that is quite difficult for her, and I think it's heightened. I think she's a creative soul and a deeply feminine soul, and in some ways an asexual soul trying to move through this world and we're watching that as an audience, and many people have many, many, many thoughts and feelings and opinions about what that is.

While I was watching it, I was thinking how now is, of course, a particularly poignant moment to be staging a play that deals with antisemitism. Eddie, you did this show in London on the West End a few years ago. I was wondering, have you noticed a difference in audience reception at this particular moment in time?

Redmayne: I think the audience reception shifts nightly. It's a very odd thing being an actor because you get to see how groups of people respond and what the ripple through can be.

What I find extraordinary about [composer] Kander, [lyricist] Ebb and [writer] Masteroff's piece is it's so razor sharp and specific to the period it was written about, but it also then, of course, sung to the moment it was written in, in the '60s – 20 years after the end of the war.

When it was then redone in the '90s, in the Sam Mendes production, there was a war going on in Eastern Europe, and it felt very pertinent then. And it feels extraordinarily relevant now.

I think that it's a testament to the piece that it has that specificity of the period, but it can also be read as rippling across generations, and the sadness that we perhaps haven't learned from our mistakes. I think John Kander puts it beautifully that he hopes that it will stop being relevant at some point.

[kitandkatcreations]

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[littlebvtterfly]

Brooklyn Nine-Nine for the plot bunny ask game, maybe? I don’t know if you’ve seen it or not so sorry if you haven’t. 😅

HERE'S TWO I'VE MADE FOR THIS SHOW BEFORE, MEET THE NEXT

CHARACTERS I WILL (PROBABLY) NEVER WRITE FOR (41/?) aka SEND ME A FANDOM AND I'LL MAKE A PLOT BUNNY FOR IT

KITTY WRIGHT

Real Name: Katherine Laura Wright

Aliases/Nicknames: Kitty, Kit, Kitty-Kat

Birthdate: March 5th, 1990

Relatives: Roger Wright (Father), Sherry Wright (Mother), Lizzie Wright (Older Sister)

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Brown, with blonde highlights

Species: Human

Affiliation: NYPD, 99th Precinct, Totally Tot

Marital Status: Single

Occupation: Assistant

Character Description: Born and raised in a sleepy town in Virginia, Kitty Wright had always dreamed of going on adventures elsewhere. After getting her degree, Kitty scrapes all of her savings together and heads to New York City to find the exact adventure she's looking for. With nowhere to live at first, she quickly meets Fly, a kooky woman who offers her a job at her at-home daycare, a place to stay included. Kitty eagerly agrees. Months go by before she's robbed at gunpoint by a shoe-stealing ring. While reporting the crime to Detective Jake Peralta, Kitty is informed that an assistant position has opened for the Precinct's Captain. She applied for the position immediately and suddenly, Kitty is forced to juggle being an assistant in a Precinct where rats regularly fall from the ceiling and watching over kids with a woman who claims to have slept with everyone in AC/DC.

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[mothandpidgeon]

wip wednesday thursday

thank you for the tags @yxtkiwiyxt and @moonlitbirdie and a bunch of people tagged me last week but I didn't do it whoops

Anyway, I'm late to wip wednesday. I was really sad yesterday that my most recent fic update flopped but I'm doing my best to move past it and I had a fun idea and wrote like 500 words on it last night.

Is anyone interested in virgin!Dieter? I guess we'll see.

You hold up your creation— a plate bursting with flavor and texture. It’s organized into little piles of treats— Potato chips, Oreos, a handful of glistening strawberries. Chocolate covered pretzels rest beside dried cranberries and several ropes of licorice separate honey roasted peanuts from fun sized Kit Kats in glossy red wrappers. It’s a feast, every bite he could ever want just when he wants it the most.  “Fuck,” he whispers as he takes in this offering.  Maybe it’s the pot buzzing around in his head but he can feel himself falling head over heels for you. He wants to kiss you but what if you don’t want to be kissed? What if you reject him? He could play it off as a joke like the one he told in the biology lab that got you to notice him for the first time. Humiliation he can handle but he’s not sure he could take that heartbreak.  The cookies are calling his name so he abandons any dreams of filling his mouth with your tongue in favor of a Nutter Butter.

Probably everyone has already been tagged since I'm late so feel free to ignore this. @whocaresstillthelouvre @jolapeno @beefrobeefcal @bitchesuntitled @ghotifishreads @schnarfer

[enderleaff]

Kat here, i thought it would be cool to make all the splatoon weapons and their kits as wof dragons! They’re primarily going to be rainwings but i will try to be more creative with what tribe’s they’ll be! Will be using Aetherjay’s mix and match base.

There will be two grids on the bottom that show which ones are to be made, available, and taken. If you're wondering what splatoon weapon and what tribe the dragon is, it'll be put in the caption.

For this batch im willing to take Art trades, 100 Deviant Art points per character, OC trades, and 5$ per character.

[lacuna-lunax]

23/02/25

Errrrrrr yepyepyep

Mon 1181 731

Coffee

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Relentless Raspberry Zero Sugar

VFC Chicken Curry One Bag 450

9 Jelly

Lindahls High Protein Pudding Salted Caramel

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Tue 1181

Coffee

Belvita Breakfast Biscuits 200

Monster Energy Drink Ultra Zero Sugar

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Heinz Vegetable Soup 94

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Cadbury Dairy Milk Oreo Chocolate 672

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Belvita Breakfast Soft Bakes

Monster Energy Drink Ultra Zero Sugar

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Galaxy Smooth Milk Chocolate Snack Bar

Misfits Brownie Batter Flavour Plant Based Protein Bar

Terry's Chocolate Orange Mini Eggs 362

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Belvita Breakfast Soft Bakes

Relentless Raspberry Zero Sugar

Warburtons Sliced Original Bagel

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31 Jelly

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Monster Energy Drink Ultra Zero Sugar

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10 Jelly

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Grenade Carb Killa Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough

Monster Energy Drink Ultra Zero Sugar

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3 Jelly

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Monster Energy Drink Ultra Zero Sugar

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Monster Energy Drink Ultra Zero Sugar

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Warburtons Sliced Original Bagel

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Lindahls Kvarg Vanilla High Protein Yogurt

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