For all the flaws the Warriors series has, I like the way Sasha is written. She isn’t the cookie cutter “character goes through abuse but it’s ok bc they forgive and they’re happy now” character type.
She has internal conflict. She hates Tigerstar. She’s terrified of him. But she can’t help but still be in love with him. She internalizes his words, that she’ll always be a kittypet. She actually has flaws. She runs away. She leaves her kids, and, when she comes back, reveals her and their biggest secret.
Maybe I’m just happy that there’s an abuse survivor in media that isn’t completely perfect and innocent and doesn’t act like healing is a straight line. Idk. Anyways I love Sasha
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Anon asked: Hi! Top maxis match kids hairs? Like tots and kids, either, both all of the above! ooo soon we'll have literal baby hairs too thatll be fun. Anyway thanks!
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Found the sexiest concept in an old fic from a diff fandom but my god I have to share this with you:
A hexed fleshlight. Anything out inside will give your own pussy the same sensations, and you don’t know why or who’s doing it. Imagine if childe got a hold of this fleshlight like omg—
It was a gift for him, wrapped up all neatly on his doorstep. It’s gotta be from the fatui, no doubt, but when he opens it, he immediately thinks it’s a prank and that he should throw it away. But damn, it looks like such a nice quality, and his old pocket pussy ought to be retired by now…what’s the harm? He’s careful in inspecting it, but he’s soon satisfied with a lack of any pepper spray inside or some fluid that could hold a disease. Still, he chooses to use a condom the first time, just in case.
When Childe enters the toy for the first time, a moan is almost immediately ripped out of him. Archons, he thought the fleshlight looked a little small for his huge length, but he’s quickly proven otherwise. The fleshlight almost seems to pulse around him, sucking him deeper, squeezing him tightly. Fuck, he could easily get addicted to this.
He holds nothing back as he pounds into the toy, grasping it so tight his knuckles turn white. His moans and grunts fill the air as he fucks and ducks and ducks into the toy, this toy that seems MADE for him, DESTINED for him, so tight and perfect he could almost imagine it being a real cunt. He cums embarrassingly fast, making quick work of getting rid of his used condom so he could inspect the fleshlight one last time. No…it didn’t look like it had any extra mechanics to it…but then he sees it. Softly glowing runes that brighten as he wriggles a finger inside. Ahh…looks like this toy has a spell over it, something that makes it feel just like a real pussy. Childe smirked at this revelation as he put away the toy, making a mental note to find and thank whoever gave it to him. He peacefully passed out later, blissfully unaware of its effect on you….
Imagine being at work, praying the minutes to go faster as you desperately want to clock out and go home already..! Five more minutes left to your shift, but a strange sensation fills your stomach with butterflies…something prodding at your hole, pushing open your folds and shallowly dipping into you, exploring your insides as you let out soft gasps and moans. What the hell? Is this a weird prank? You quickly glance around, stomach dropping when you realized no body was near you, or looking at you…
Your thighs squeeze reflexively as you feel calloused fingers push deeper and deeper inside, prodding at your cervix before massaging your g-spot. It’s difficult to hold back a keen, eyes rolling back in your head from this unprecedented pleasure. But as soon as it was there, it was gone. These phantom fingers were no longer playing with you and…damn! Still a minute left…well, how much trouble can you really get for leaving a little early?
You ready your things, prepared to get out of there and make a doctor’s appointment as soon as possible. Who the hell has ever heard of anything like this before? Strange, phantom pleasures of being fingered? What?
You’re barely out the door when you freeze in your tracks. Something much…larger…was now pushing into your hole. No, no, no! First these fingers, and now, a cock? Your tear filled eyes whip around, searching for a bathroom to lock yourself in. Surely enough, you find yourself squeezed into a stall, hands clamped around your mouth, trying your hardest to hold back moans and cries. You’re fucked so roughly by this fat, long cock. Each trust has you shaking, hands grasping for a hold as your legs lose their strength. Your walls flutter and clench on this invisible dick that ravishes your plush walls, ticking you so hard and fast you think you might just pass out. Despite its pulsing veins and intense pace, this…person…has no interest in your pleasure. Each rough thrust knocks against your cervix, stretching you out and leaving you screaming. It’s as if you’re being used as a toy. Just some inanimate piece of plastic for somebody to fuck until you’re both senseless.
When it’s done, you’re a mess. Chest heaving, flyaways sticking to your sweaty face. It’s crazy…sick, even, but as you stand up with trembling legs, you quietly hope this all happens again (and soon).
Don’t worry, it will ofc ;;)))) I bet if childe doesn’t use a condom his cum would be immediately absorbed and spit into your pussy too <3333 even better, what if a miscalculation occurs so that whenever childe cums all the cum is doubled or even tripled on the way to you? Ugh I just wanna be filled up to the brim with his cum is that too much to ask??? Yeah but anyways he would def become obsessed with that fleshlight and you’d be a mess every day because of it <333
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WAIT WAIT WAIIIIIT HOLD THE PHONE BECAUSE THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD... ⌚️ ANON DOES IT AGAIN
i think my favorite idea from all of this is the fact that childe would never be able to reasonably deduce that the toy is "connected" to someone else's body— who ever heard of such a thing? a fleshlight that's essentially connected via bluetooth to a real person's pussy?
yeah, right. as far as childe's concerned, it's just a little spell to make the toy feel more "lifelike," if you will— a little enhancement to take it from lifeless plastic to realistic pussy. he almost wants to say that he doesn't care about the specifics; why worry about the spell and any potential consequences when (a) he's already carefully inspected the toy and found nothing wrong with it and (b) it feels so damn good? it's easy to throw caution to the wind when you're enjoying something so much. as a result, he ends up using it whenever he wants and however he wants, regardless of where you are or what you're doing because, as far as he knows, you don't even exist, right?
alright, that's actually probably my second favorite idea, but it connects to my first favorite so it all counts. besides, this whole ask is My Favorite Idea, really. anyways, because childe is blissfully unaware of the fact that his new favorite toy is connected to you, he just goes at it basically whenever and without a single care as to what you may be doing. you could be at work like you were the very first night you experienced the, ah... sensation, you could be in class, you could be with people, you could be alone (if only you could be so lucky), and it'd all be the same to childe, who's just excited to get off after a long, long day of work. sure, some occasions are more... convenient for you than others, but you're always happy whenever it begins all the same.
it doesn't really matter to you that whoever's behind this... arrangement cares little for your pleasure because you still manage to find pleasure amidst it all anyway. maybe it's the simple principle of being used like a toy that gets you going— you're always fucked absolutely senseless by this foreign sensation until you feel your own juices drip down your thighs, pounded so utterly mindless you can hardly manage a word by the time it all fades away (a little too soon, if you're being honest). what i'm trying to say is that the absolute best part about this arrangement is the idea that you're totally and completely powerless to delay it or stop it; whenever it starts, you just have to try to enjoy yourself as much as you can regardless of where you are, what you're doing, or who you're with. sometimes you're lucky enough to be able to slink away to a bathroom or a closet, other times it becomes a test of will to see how well you can control yourself at work in front of customers or in class in front of your classmates.
hopefully nobody sees the large cum stain between your thighs when you stand up... this mystery sensation always leaves such a mess.
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