#is mostly just kitty eating so far but

[theloveinc]

caitie!!! may i ask abt timeskip kats 🥹🥹

Sel🥺 my sweet angel 🥺 my blueberry pancake with chocolate drizzle 🥺 my root beer float 🥺 yes, anything, and thank you!!!!

MY TIMESKIP KATS........ Let's see... this........... LMFAO is ancient. Not super ancient, as in...... I've written most of it within the last few months, but ancient as in I originally started it in.......... 2022? Maybe? and ended up shelving it because I got some heat for talking about some major age gap DC I wanted to write and then had this grouped in with it.

It's really as simple as it sounds, I can't lie. A quirk sends Bakugo from the future back to a younger/current you!!!!!!!!!!! And it turns out, as he reveals, that you're married (even if you barely even know him, currently)!!!!!! And yes....... that means you have to fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!😱😱😱

But honestly what's most interesting about it, is... I think it's going to be the longest smut piece I've ever written AND the best smut I've ever written, as adding to it feels like sewing some very intricate embroidery. So not only am I'm very impressed by my writing of it (hence why it's taking me so long).... I'm also just genuinely excited to keep working on it.

Here's your snip:

[fire-bugged]

The mercs reaction to being handed a kitten!

Mercenaries Are Handed A Kitten

Scout

- He’s never been around cats before. Never had any as a kid, and the base isn’t exactly a great place to keep pets.

- But the moment that little ball of fluff starts purring in his arms, his heart is melting. It’s just so cute!

- He has never felt anything so soft before, and he can’t stop smiling. Ends up trapped on the couch when they fall asleep in his lap. He doesn’t want to move and accidentally scare the little guy away.

- Also finds out the hard way that he’s allergic to cats. Cannot stop sneezing after only five minutes of petting the kitten. Worth it.

Soldier

- For the most part, he’s indifferent about cats. They’re cute, but beyond that he doesn’t have much of an opinion of them.

- But when the kitten starts play-biting him, he has the biggest grin on his face. He didn’t know cats could be so ferocious!

- Soldier now has a new favorite cadet. He trained the cat to attack ankles and leap down from high places to claw people. The only problem is that they can’t distinguish between teams very well. No one is safe from the feline terror. He’s still trying to figure out how to fix that little issue, but he’s incredibly proud nonetheless.

- The cat also gets along very well with Lieutenant Bites and the other raccoons. Maybe a little too well… they’ve learned how to sneak out of the base and tend to come home smelling of sour cream and garbage. Frequent baths are a must.

Pyro

- Absolutely ECSTATIC! They’ve always wanted a cat!

- They are immediately in love with the kitty. They spend SO much time getting cat supplies, alongside a ton of cute little cat toys, a cat tower, and a scratching post.

- Their cat is super chill. Completely unbothered by anything or anyone. Pyro uses this to their advantage to put the cat in cute little outfits sometimes. They have an entire cork board filled with photos of their cat in adorable costumes.

- The cat is allowed to freely wander the base, and Pyro loves to just follow them around and watch them do cat things. Whether it’s climbing up onto shelves, bathing itself, or just lounging in a sunbeam, Pyro enjoys hanging out with their cat.

Demoman

- When you hand him a kitten, he’s a bit hesitant at first. It’s far too dangerous to have a cat running around, the wee lad is going to be blown to smithereens!

- But to his surprise, the cat proves itself to be a fairly tough little guy. They’re able to stay out of trouble, mostly keeping to themselves and not getting into anything they shouldn’t. They’re also a skilled hunter, and single-handedly got rid of the base’s mouse problems.

- Demoman quickly took notice of how well the cat keeps rodents out of the base, and he gained a lot of respect for them. He’s a man who appreciates hard work.

- The cat is very food motivated. If anyone has food, they’ll follow them around yowling loudly until they’re given some table scraps. Demoman is the biggest sucker when it comes to this, and is the sole reason why the cat has gotten a bit fat. He can’t help it, they’re just so cute when they want something!

Heavy

- After being a mercenary for so long, there isn’t much that surprises Heavy anymore. However, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t expecting you to suddenly hand him a kitten out of nowhere.

- The little ball of fur fits perfectly in the palm of his hand. He knew cats were small, but this thing is absolutely tiny.

- Refuses to feed it kibble. Heavy’s philosophy is that if he wouldn’t want to eat it, the cat shouldn’t be expected to, either. The cat’s diet mostly consists of various cooked meats, instead.

- The cat ends up being the type to perch on his shoulders. Whether Heavy is spending time in the rec room with the others, reading, cleaning Sascha, the cat will always leap up onto his back and curl around his shoulders and neck. Heavy will always reach up to gently pet the cat before returning to whatever he was doing.

Engineer

- He’s always been a dog person, but he’s familiar with cats thanks to how often he came across barn cats back in Texas. So when he’s handed a kitten out of nowhere, he’s got a fairly good idea of how to care for it.

- The kitten is a bit timid at first, but with a bit of patience, gentle encouragement, and tasty cat treats, Engineer is able to get the little guy to come out of their shell.

- The cat is an absolute cuddle-bug. They love to sit on his lap while he writes out new blueprints for his buildings. They like to swat at his pencil while he’s trying to write.

- The cat also likes to lay on top of the dispensers around the base. It’s one of their favorite places to nap.

Medic

- Medic is a bird person, not a cat person. The moment he’s handed a kitten, he immediately becomes a bit nervous. He doesn’t mind cats, but he doesn’t want them anywhere near his birds.

- He’ll likely find a new home for the cat with one of his teammates. So long as the cat is kept far away from his surgical ward and private quarters, then he’s fine.

- He may be able to cheat death in countless ways, but he hates the thought of his doves getting hurt. He’s not going to take that chance.

Sniper

- When he’s initially handed the kitten, he has no idea what to do with it. He’s never had a cat before. The only pet he’s ever had was a Spotted Python he had as a kid.

- The cat is very timid at first, running and hiding whenever someone comes close. Sniper can’t help but sympathize with the poor thing. It’s clearly scared and doesn’t understand what’s going on.

- He starts trying to gain its trust by leaving food in places close to where it likes to hide, and keeps his distance from those places. He never tries to approach the cat, not wanting to scare it away. As time goes on, the cat eventually starts to realize that Sniper isn’t a threat, and becomes curious instead. Sometimes, it even creeps up to him and gives him a cautious sniff, only to immediately run away the moment Sniper notices it.

- Progress is slow, but eventually Sniper is able to pet the cat for the first time without them being scared. They even begin to purr, and Sniper cracks a smile at the sound. All it took was a little time and patience.

Spy

- He had a couple of cats in the past, and he loved them very dearly. He hasn’t had a cat in years, but the moment the little kitten is in his hands, he can’t help but immediately fall in love with it.

- He’ll pretend he didn’t and act annoyed about having to look after it. But when you come back a couple hours later to check on him, that cat is melting in his lap and purring louder than a chainsaw.

- Absolutely spoils this cat. Only the highest-quality wet foods for them, as well as the plushest of cat beds to sleep on. However, the cat still prefers to sleep in his lap. Good thing he keeps a lot of lint rollers handy.

- He is also allergic to cats. He does have medication to help with it, though, so it doesn’t bother him as much.

[imrllytootiredforthis]

Pretty~

Pairing: Lee know x Felix x reader

Summary: You and Lix punish Lino for playing with what wasn’t his

Warnings: fem!reader, dom!reader, sub!lee know, slight switch!felix (mostly sub), mommy kink, pegging, oral (m recieving), handjob, choking, praise kink, degradation, slight objectification, cum eating, ropeplay, probably more that i missed

Word Count: 5.8k

A/N: Straight porn, literally no plot. 18+ minors DNI. 

“Doesn’t he look so pretty kitten?” Felix whimpers, your warm breath tickling his ear and the side of his face. “Such a pretty little thing to defile and use just like a toy.”

He gulps loudly, shifting in place in an attempt the hide his growing hard-on. 

“Isn’t that right, Lix?”

Your hand snakes around waist, slipping under the loose shirt he wears, pressing cold fingers against beating heart. 

It thumps erratically at your touch, skipping as you close more of the distance between your bodies, pressing your chest up against his back. “Yeah,” He breathes, biting back a moan. “Looks so pretty, mommy.”

“Yeah.” You affirm, almost teasingly.

A chill runs through his body as your hand rubs lower on stomach, gliding between the dips of his abs and sliding lower to the waistband of his pants. “Mommy, will I get to play with him today?” 

A small smile slips across your face. “Maybe kitten. That depends on how good you are.” Icy touches slip just a bit lower, palming him over his sweats, leaving just enough pressure there for him to take a sharp breath, letting his eyes slip shut.

And then you’re gone and his eyes fly open.

You lean over towards the other boy, tied up in red ropes, accenting his skin in a contrast that nearly has you groaning from just a simple look. “And it depends how good Minnie decides to be.”

“What do you think about that Minnie?” You brush his hair back as holds back a whine, trying to appear cool and composed. “Want Lixie to use you? Want Lixie to turn you into nothing more than a cheap slut?”

He pushes against the ropes, straining as if that might make them disappear or heaven forbid-break them. “If that means things are actually gonna get good. Right now it seems like you’re all bark, no bite” He groans, cockily albeit weakly.

Eyeing the way his cock twitches, you smile at him, “Really?” You brush your hands down his bare body, leaving goosebumps in your wake. “Is that really how you feel, bunny?” 

The steel in your tone has him recoiling, backtracking his words, unsure. “I-i mean...”

Your voice drops to a whisper, leaning in to whisper it almost conspiratorially into his ear. “Just answer the question. Yes or no?”

He shakes his head. “No.” But the tone betrays the words, coming out almost a squeak.

This only further extends your amusement, fingers gliding along the edge of his jaw. “Really?” You repeat that godforsaken word once more, aggravating him further, testing how far you can push him. “You see, I could’ve sworn that you wanted this. You must’ve known what doing that would get you.” He shakes his head trying to deny it. “Remind me again-what you did bunny?”

He gives no reply, pausing his struggle to look away in embarrassment. “I didn’t do anything.” He mumbles and you roll your eyes, shaking your head at his theatrics.

He grunts again, struggling in a way that’s all show, no try. “Lix, kitten?” You call. Your sweet boy hums behind you, coming when called like the good little kitty he is. 

“Yes mommy?”

With a sigh you turn to him, smile widening at the way his eyes somehow look up at you despite being basically the same height as him. “You’re my good boy, right?”

He nods quickly, melting into your soft touch as you run your thumb over his face. Starting at his temple, down his cheekbone, across the dusting of freckles and over his lips, pulling away just as his mouth falls open. 

He whines but the noise quickly cuts off at the sharp warning look in your eye and turns into a sigh as you push him onto an empty spot on the bed, legs opening in wait of whatever touch you would decide to gift him with. 

From the corner of your eye you see Minho pause, just for a second in pure need. Pure and unfiltered lust to be in the place that Felix is now.

“Yeah, kitten.” You speak, voice a rasp. “Such a good boy for me.” He bites his lip, entranced in you; by your voice and your touch and your scent and your presence; so utterly intoxicating. “Can my good boy remind me what the naughty bunny did to earn him his punishment?”

You glance to Minho, finding him looking right back at you, desperation and competition glittering in his gaze.

Two sides rivalling in what he wants more. 

To listen to you, be broken down and given pleasure, be used as nothing more than a toy and be spoken to like one, just the way he likes. 

Or to listen to his pride, continue to behave like this-like he doesn’t want whatever you’re planning to do. Be denied over and over until finally, he’d give into you.

Really, it was just a waiting game.

And it didn’t help that your patience was wearing thin.

You look back down to Felix, who’s glancing over to his tied up hyung as well. “W-well, Minnie...”

“Yes, what did Minnie do?” You prompt, guiding his face back to look at you, he whines under the gaze, thrusting up into empty air.

“Minnie t-touched me without your per-permission.” His cheeks flooded with colour, in embarrassment or perhaps in shame of his previous actions, fidgeting with his hands and working his bottom lip with his teeth.

You nod, fake sympathy playing on your face. “Yeah. The naughty little bunny tried to play with what was mine, didn’t he?”

Now that the initial words came out, it was a spew, voice growing in pitch as the flow of Minho’s crimes came to the light. 

“Y-yeah! Was just cleaning up! Being a good boy for you, mommy!” You nod, biting back a smile at how adorable he was, a comical pout and flying hands as he grew more and more distressed. 

“A-and then Minnie! Minnie came out and said he wanted to play! Lix sa-said no! Lix said no mommy!”

You cradled his face in your arms, “Shh, shh, it’s okay kitten, you’re not in trouble.” You coo, watching over his shoulder at the way the boy in question turned redder and redder at the confession. 

“B-but then! Then Min started to play with me! Lix wanted to be good for mommy, tried so hard! Just felt so good mommy! Lixie’s sorry, so sorry!”

His hands gripped onto your hips, holding them for dear life as he apologized, trying to pull you closer to him.

But if you were being honest, you didn’t really care about what Felix had done. 

99% of the time he was an obedient thing. A good boy down to his very being, through and through, doing anything he possibly could to make you happy. 

The only time he ever disobeyed your rules was when Minho pulled him into something, which very rarely he successfully managed to. Even then though, just seeing you look at him with disappointment in your eyes was enough punishment to make the poor thing even start crying at times.

Your sweet little thing.

The one that got your nicer side. Sweet and comforting, cooing and doting. Kind words and even kinder praises, filled with love and velvety touches.

Minho however, Minho was an entirely different story. 

He loved to push buttons and loved to pull Felix into his ploys, coercing the younger boy into them as well when he can. He loved to piss you off and loved the punishment that would come after that.

Oh, how he loved it when you were cruel. Venom leaking into every word, he loved it-craved it. How you looked down at him like he was nothing. How you’d call him a toy and a slut and every other depraved word your twisted mind could come up with. 

You could be nice or you could be cruel.

And it seemed that tonight you’d need to be both for them.

You brushed Felix’s hair back with a warm look in your eye. “It’s okay baby, shh, it’s okay. I’m not mad at you.”

He looks up at you with big sad eyes and you smile sweetly. “Really?”

“Of course kitten. I am, however, upset at bunny here.” Your attention turns to him for a brief moment. “What do you think his punishment should be, baby? For breaking my rules and making me angry?”

He looks at Minho, then back at you and you can see the answer forming in his mind before he leans up to you, whispering so that only you can hear his words.

Your smirk grows, nodding along and he pulls away, looking up at you as you work the plan over in your head. 

“What?” Your tone is scandalized, speaking as if you weren’t laughing inside. 

“Lixie, since when did you become such a filthy little thing?” Pushing him back to lay onto the bed, embarrassment crawls up his neck at your patronizing tone. “Disgusting,” you murmur, crawling on top of him, legs on either side of his slim waist. 

“Gross.” A raspy comment thats only reply is a moan as you place two of your fingers under his chin, making him look at you, attention falling across his unmarked neck, a smooth canvas of pale skin and scattered freckles. 

Your lips find their way up his collarbone, tracing the dots with your tongue and teeth, biting, sucking, marking. Smirking as his breathy whines become apparent, loud and clear in the silence.

Felix blushes, head falling back to give you more access, mouth falling wide open. 

“Sinful.” It was all too much and all too little as you pulled the waistband down, just low enough for his cock to spring out before swiping your thumb over his tip. 

He threw his head back, a loud, unrestricted moan reverberating deep in his throat. “So mean.” Your hand forces his chin, prying his mouth open to slip your middle and pointer finger as he’s forced to look at Minho. “You think he can take that? The poor little slut, just wants to be fucked dumb but don’t you think it’ll be too much for him?”

His moan is garbled as are the words that follow after it. “Mi-minnie can take it.” His words are determined as his eyes grow unfocused, a faraway look clouding them, drool dripping down his jaw, coating your hand in his saliva. 

His tongue swirls around your fingers, lapping at them all while trying to gasp for air around them, eyes falling shut. 

“Oh can he now?”

Your words. Your touches, burning, scorching his skin, heating his body up from head to toe. 

He so sensitive it hurts. 

Every sound. Your pants, heaving air into your lungs between intervals of kisses, the sound of your tongue working against him, the feel of it, warm and wet, right in the places that you know will turn him on so much. 

The feel of your hand, gripping him, using the leaking pre-cum, already a mess and leaking through his pants as lube. The other gripping his jaw tightly, pressing down on the muscle as he tries to pull it deeper, trying to pull you closer to him.

His cock is so hard, leaking and throbbing from your touch, from Minho’s earlier touch. Fuck, he wants to come so bad he’s afraid he might actually come in no time.

Humiliation runs cold down his spine but he likes it. He’s already so hard. He’s already so close. So close and you’ve done practically nothing. You just started touching his cock, it’s been less than a minute and he feels as if he could cum from this alone.

From you lightly stroking his dick. From your lips on his neck and your fingers in his throat.

He’s only vaguely aware that Minho is still in the room. 

But when he opens his eyes they meet his. Wide and wanting now that you’re distracted with something else. Fixating intently on you-your hands, your mouth.

“So you’re just gonna make me watch?” He sneers, voice slightly shaking in a way that makes him cringe. 

But it’s okay because it seems that neither you nor Felix seem to notice-in fact neither of you even seem to register that he had spoken. 

He doesn’t know if that’s better or worse than you looking over him with a sadistic smile and condescending eyes, telling him to simply shut up as if he were a toddler having a tantrum.

And he almost wishes that that was the case as the both of you continue, Felix moaning out high, whiny noises while you groan into his neck. Your hand still works against him, gaining in speed, faster and faster. 

“This d-doesn’t seem like much of a punishment at a-ll.”

No response, just the lewd, wet noises filling the room, running straight to his cock as he bucks into the air, letting out a sob of frustration at the inevitable unsatisfaction at the motion.

“C-c’mon, you-you aren’t even trying~” He whines, once again straining against the ropes, whimpering. “You th-think that this is even doing anything-”

“S-shut up, slut.”

To his surprise, it’s not you who says the harsh words that make him shudder, full-bodied, falling rigid, a moan spilling out from deep in his chest. 

It’s Felix.

Felix who looks at him, pupils blown wide and mouth fallen open, heaving small pants alongside cute little whines.

Felix who’s always been soft and pliable. Submissive even to Minho.

Felix who’s never ever said anything remotely mean, much less degraded him before, but now that he has, Minho can’t help the effects that it’s having on his body.

You chuckle, pulling away with a contented sigh to look at the boy beside you. “Oh, that work you up bunny?” You reach over, hands leaving Felix with a whimper. “Lixie here degrading you?”

His head’s gone foggy, dazed and he can barely register your hand cupping his cheek with a wet hand until he’s melting into the touch, shoving his face further into the contact, desperate for any form of touch at this point. “Yes.”

At the confession you bite your lip, opposite hand trailing down, admiring the art of the ropes against his skin. They’re tight, tight enough to leave slight marks, to let him feel them, squeezing, pressing down into his skin in the most maddening ways. 

They’re not tight enough to do any real damage. Just tight enough that tomorrow he’ll look in the mirror, fingers tracing tender red skin, moaning at the sensitivity of pressing down on them.

Finally you begin to circle his buds, already hardened into peaks. “You love it when I tell you how much of a slut you are, corrupting sweet little Lixie until he says it too.”

At his name, he begins to paw at your hips, begging for your attention once more. “Mommy~” When you don’t react his hands slip up your shirt, travelling to your boobs. “Mommy, pay attention to me.”

But still, you continue to play with Minho. 

He makes no reaction at your motions, biting down on his lip hard as to not let a single noise out. “C’mon Minnie, let mommy hear your pretty noises.” You coo, tracing your nails around his pretty pink nipples, before coming to pinching them, twisting them between your fingers.

“Mommy, Lix can make pretty noises for you, Lix will let you hear him.” He whimpers, fiddling with the clasp in a second of struggle before slipping off your bra.

Your mouth replaces your fingers on his chest, latching around one of his hardened nipples, nipping on it lightly with your teeth before sucking, coaxing and encouraging him to let you hear the noises ready on his tongue. 

Yet he continues to be stubborn. All that can be heard is his heavy breathing as his hands move in an effort to grip your hair, the ropes restricting him so all he can do is clench them fisting around nothing so hard his knuckles turn white.

Felix throws your bra somewhere forgotten on the floor and begins to grope at your body, maneuvering to shove your shirt up for access to your chest. “Please mommy,” He tries once more in a pitiful whine, grinding your hips down onto him before licking up from navel to clavicle.

“Please,” He begs, plush lips sucking a mark onto your cleavage, groping at your boobs just the way you taught him to. You let out a deep moan, the sound vibrating through you and straight to where you’re connected to Minho and finally-finally his exterior breaks. 

He moans and that’s just the beginning. His hips jump wildly off the bed, back lifting in a vain attempt to arch, head falling back as a spew of curses and broken whines tumble out of his red, bitten lips.

You pull away from him with a wet pop and a satisfied smirk, continuing with your fingers, the area now wet with your spit.

And at last, you refocus your attention back on Felix. 

“Been such a good boy for me, Lix.” You groan, his hands warm and soft against your skin, cupping your breasts, squeezing them softly, whining at the way your hips rolled down onto his. 

Soon he began to gain confidence in the movements, growing slightly rougher and less gentle, pinching and rolling your hard buds between his fingers, ripping a hiss from you.

“Such a good boy, mommy thinks you deserve a reward. Want a reward kitten?”

He nods but his attention isn’t fully on you until you’re gripping his wrists, breaking the fixation. 

“Want to play with Minnie?”

His eyes grow wide at the prospect, pink tongue peeking out to wet his lips. “Can I?” He asks with an airy lilt, looking over to him.

“Yeah baby, you can. Take off your clothes and do me a favour and go mommy’s strap.”

He pounces off the bed in a scrambled rush to carry out the order and you have to bite back a smile before turning your attention back to the one left behind. “What do you think of that? Want us to play with you bunny?”

He shivers when your hands ghosts over his dick, nail trailing down a vein, moaning unabashedly. “Yeah, you like the idea of that huh?”

He slowly nods and you test the ropes, slipping a finger under one on his inner thigh, relishing in the groan he emits. “Gonna have take all these off though.” You pout in faux disappointment. “Look so pretty with them on, but with what Lix has planned for you, well we’re gonna need a little more...access.”

You reach over to the bedside table as Felix comes up behind you, bare and with the harness in hand. You pick up the pair of scissors you had set there earlier. “So we’re just gonna cut them off of you.”

His heart races faster and his hands grow sweaty, in lust or in nerves he can’t tell as you snip the scissors once, a metallic sound that sends goosebumps down his spine.

“Just stay still for me, okay? Yeah.”

And like that, the cruel facade is gone. Concentration is set across your face and he wonders at how fast you switch between the two masks.

The one that loves to torture him, make him moan and calls him filthy names; and the one that loves to hold him, praise him, whispers to him sweetly and makes him feel safe.

You’re carefully sliding the scissors under the rope, slowly, and tenderly, checking in on him whenever he shivers from the cool feel of it against his feverish skin.

It takes less than half a minute, only a few necessary strands having to be cut to have the whole thing falling apart, but it feels as if its longer.

Every time he trembles. 

Tensing at each new spot, as the sharp point of them grazes his skin before slipping under the knots. Relaxing when your eyes meet his, pausing the movements to reassure him before continuing, dropping your hard exterior for the moment to take extra care for this.

If anything, it makes him all the harder. The intimacy of it. The trust in you he has, the trust of the blade, despite only being scissors pressing nearly into his skin to get under the cords. The coax of your voice, calming and comforting that it even has Lix, not even under your ministrations falling deeper until he’s whining and you’re fixing him with a glare, telling him to stop distracting you.

And when you’re done, he’s throbbing, fully hard as you pull the ropes out from around and under his body, lifting his limbs gently for better access. 

He knows both you and Felix can tell, shame running down his spine at the quip clearly seen on Lix’s lips, a scolding from you the only thing holding it from being released. 

A hot tension fills the room, he swears the heaters have been turned up as you tell Felix to put the harness on you and he does, dropping to his knees for what he calls better ‘access’.

He feels like mush, melted into the mattress. He doesn’t feel like he can get up or even move until you place a hand under his chin, encouraging him to look up at you. “You done for now or do you still wanna continue?”

You give him a minute to fully contemplate the choice before he’s slowly nodding, glowing in the warm smile you give him. “You sure bun? It’s okay if you need a break.”

You place a hand on his cheek and he nuzzles against it. ”M’ sure. Wanna keep going.”

“Okay then.” And the facade is back up. You’re digging your nails into his jaw, dragging a low groan from him. “Lixie, you wanna prepare me or do you want Minnie here too?”

He doesn’t say anything. He feels clumsy, giddy, like he can’t fully control his body like he normally would. But the answer is obvious as he drops onto the floor.

The hardwood is uncomfortable against his knees, hardly cushioning but it’s the very last thing on his mind at the moment. 

Because the way you smile down at him, towering over him with a malicious aura has him drooling, nearly vibrating in excitement. 

You tap the dildo against his pretty pink lips, patiently waiting with a wicked gleam in your eye as he opens his mouth, eyes falling shut and tongue lolling out with an exaggerated flourish for your own benefit.

“Aw, so cute.” You whisper, giving him no time to reply as take the roots of his hair in hand, clenching it in a grip as you swiftly shove it into his mouth. 

It’s girthy with fake but realistic veins to match. He struggles to wrap his lips around the whole thing. But the poor thing’s trying, putting in his best efforts and the sight is such an arousing visual, feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter from simply watching.

He’s never done this before and that only heightens the experience. 

He’s watched it countless of times when you’ve forced Minho to his knees, but Felix himself has never been subjected to such a treatment before. 

Never asked to is more like it. He remembers, early of the three of your’s relationship, you preparing the strap and right before you began to lube it up. 

He clearly recalls the blush across his face as Minho in all of his tough front turning red and shyly asking if he could prepare it for you.

And clearly, oh so clearly, he could remember the sadistic smirk that crossed your face as you agreed-or wait-was he just getting that confused with now as you looked down at him, beginning to get impatient with the way he was oh so obviously struggling to take the whole thing. 

So impatient that you decide to help him out, using the leverage you have with the grip in his hair to finish it with one quick push, all the way in, nudging against the back of his throat.

He gags around it, tears welling up in his eyes. “What do you think, kitten? You enjoying this?” Giving an experimental thrust he can’t help but moan. 

You turn to Minho who is trying his very best to not touch himself, trying not to make you angrier than you already are at him. “What do you think, Minnie? Doesn’t he look so good gagging on my cock, maybe prettier than you are~”

“N-no!” He pouts at the quip but watches on with a lust-filled interest. “Look at him, Lix can barely take it all in! M’ so much better at it than he is!” You let him go and he gasps for air, leaving just the tip in his mouth for just a moment before giving another experimental thrust.

His hands fly to the back of your thighs, gripping them and using them to push it in harder and harder, quicker and quicker, lodging the strap deep into the back of his throat. “Oh but look, he’s doing so good, aren’t you Lix?” 

He holds himself there for a moment, moaning around it at the compliment, at the feel of it so deep down his throat. “I don’t remember you being this good your first time Min.” You tease, brushing a finger over the slight bulge on his neck, biting your lip. “Look how good he’s taking it, like he was made for it.” You purr, finally pulling all the way out. 

He splutters, coughing and trying to collect himself, slightly wheezing and sniffling, tears running freely down his cheeks. But finally he looks back up at you, mouth falling open, ready for you to go again.

But you don’t, instead you push his chin up. “Ready?”

He nods, jumping up off the floor and ungracefully onto the bed, sliding up to the headboard. You laugh at his eagerness. “Flip over now Min.”

Minho bobs his head, impatient after such a show and flips over onto his stomach, uncoordinatedly lifting himself onto his hands and knees and spreading them just the way you always tell him to. 

“Good boy. Now, you’re gonna suck on Lixie’s cock while I fuck you from behind,” You lean over his back, thumbing over his hole. “Can you do that for me, or you still too dumb to follow orders correctly?”

His breathing grows heavier, your voice along with the way Felix sits in front of him, legs spreading to show him his dick, all red and hard, leaking pre. He wants to reply, tries to, but all that can come out is a pitiful whine.

“Oh, that’s okay bunny, just open your mouth like a good toy and Lix will do the rest, won’t you baby?”

“Yes mommy!” He replies, chipper in his reply as always, putting a hand on the back of Minho’s head, threading his fingers into his hair.

Slowly, you push into him, watching as his hole gives and adjusts to girth and length of the strap, already all lubed up with Lix’s spit. 

It’s so mind boggling hot. The view, the sounds. Listening as he whines brokenly, hips stuttering, brain scrambling trying to figure out whether he should push back into you or pull away.

You put a single hand onto his shoulder, pressing him back into you, feasting on the way he slides, pulling, swallowing the strap until the full length in deep inside of him and he’s moaning loudly, arms already wobbling where they’re holding him up on the bed.

You bring a hand forward, squeezing the boy’s jaw until he opens, slipping two fingers in to wet them before pulling away. 

“Go ahead, baby.”

It’s so fucking hot. All heavy panting and husky moans as Felix lines his cock up with hyung’s mouth, pushing in slowly. “C’mon baby, remember what he did earlier?”

You watch with a bated breath and pulsing ache as he gasps, slightly arching from what you assume is Minho’s tongue swirling around his tip and you wonder if he’s moving slowly truly for Minho’s sake or for his own and how sensitive he is.

“Remember Lixie? This is his punishment. His punishment for playing with my things without asking for permission. No need to be gentle with him.” At your words, Felix groans. “C’mon, kitten.” And finally he’s letting out a helpless whimper and suddenly, with no preamble using Minho’s hair to shove himself all the way down his throat, moaning out loudly as he bottoms out in his throat. 

His mouth is so tight and warm and wet. It drives him utterly insane, his hips thrusting erratically, mewling out in pleasure. “Mommy-mommy please, w-wanna kiss, please.”

You smile at your sweet boy, leaning over Minho’s back to press a quick kiss to his lips, unintentionally but not ungratefully pressing the tip of the fake cock right into his prostate.

Minho’s eyes widen, moaning around the cock sheathed down his throat, in turn having Felix moan against your lips, hand frantically searching for anything to find purchase on, finally landing on your shoulders, holding you in place against him as you desperately lick into his mouth.

Wet, lewd sounds of skin-on-skin echo around the room as you rock your hips into him, jostling him higher on the bed, farther onto Felix’s thrusting hips until you fall into a rhythm.

And poor Lix feels dizzy with pleasure, hips moving at their own will. Your tongue in his mouth, Minho moaning below him, choking and gagging on his dick, moving at his own pace without so much of his junior even having to guide him anymore. 

“Y-yes-please.” He whispers in a cry, the words immediately swallowed into your mouth, before you’re pulling away and he’s whining from the loss as you focus your efforts back onto rolling your hips into the boy below you.

“Harder, please, harder,” Minho whines, pulling off of him just for a second to say the words. Then you’re shoving his head back down, brushing Lix’s hand aside, replacing it with your own to control his movements. 

 He arches his hips, encouraging you to fuck him harder, deeper. And you do with more fervour, slamming his hips against the swell of his ass. “Toys don’t talk bunny. Just keep being a good little toy and maybe I’ll let you come.”

The noises in the room are so lewd, so disgusting. Wet smacking of your thrusts as Minho begins lifting his hips, meeting your own to let them collide harder, repeatedly slamming into that spot deep inside of him over and of Felix’s thrusts, his whines, so wanton and needy.

“P-please, hnng, m-mommy, need-need to cum so bad! Can I cum? Please, please, p-please!”

You grip Minho’s hair, pulling up, ignoring Felix’s whine as he brings his hand to keep the stimulation he so desperately needs. Drool and tears drip down his face, falling onto the sheets into a messy puddle. “What do you think bunny? Want Lixie to come on your face or in your mouth?”

He’s moaning loudly, not responding in anything but a whimper when you stop moving. “Asked you a question.” You pull him harder, his back arching up as your other hand falls on his throat, no pressure yet, just resting there. “And I don’t like repeating myself.”

“Wan-want Lixie t-to come in my mouth, wan’ his come.” 

You smile over-sweetly as his reply comes, broken and breathless. “Yeah? Why don’t you ask Lixie?”

It seems the other boy is lost in his own world until you his say his name, panting as his eyes meet your own. “Lixie-please, co-come in my mouth.”

His head dips, moaning it the thought. “Fu-fuck yes.”

“Good.” You murmur.

You push his head down once more, but first he frantically shouts out. “Can I cum! Ple-please, need it so badly!”

Massaging his jutting hipbone with one hand, you pretend to think over the thought. “Make Lixie come and then you can.”

Giving him no time to respond, you’re shoving his head down and starting a new punishing pace, rocking his entire body as you abuse his prostate over and over.

And when Felix comes with a long with, gripping into Minho’s shoulders like his life depends on it, Minho is crying, tears flowing down his cheeks as he moans, the warm salty fluid fills his mouth.

Felix trembles, shaking with a sob, falling back against the headboard of the bed from the intensity of his orgasm. “Shit, so good, so good, thank you!” He sighs.

Meanwhile, Minho hiccups, swaying slightly, still slowly thrusting back against you. “Fu-ck!” His voice cracks and he sticks out his tongue, showing both you and Felix before dutifully swallowing. 

He pants heavily, eyes drooping. “Please! Please...fuck, shit...c-can I please cum, please, please! I promise-I promise I’ll be so good!” His voice is hoarse with desperation, wailing as cries out. “I’ll be so good for you!”

You pet his hair, shushing him with the movement. “Go ahead, bunny, been such a good boy, cum for me.“ 

The hand that’s been resting on his throat, teasing him with the presence of it finally presses down, cutting off his air, making his head spin in every best way for one final harsh thrust as he finally comes with a high-pitched keen, twitching as his arms give out, falling against your arms as you rest him down onto the mattress.

He curls up on the bed, clutching your arm and one of Felix’s legs as he comes in spirts, dirtying the sheets with white, crying out in ecstasy.

Quickly pulling off the harness, throwing it somewhere on the floor to be cleaned later you grab the cup of water set on the nightstand, turning back to where the two have huddled on the bed, Felix holding Minho as he pants for air.

You make each of them take a few sips until the glass is empty before setting it back on the nightstand. 

Then you carefully nudge the two over, laying down beside Minho and pulling him into your chest, letting him nuzzle into you as Felix falls into place behind him, lacing fingers with you.

The blankets are pulled up and over as a final touch and they take turns having their hair played with by you, whining when you pull away to the other. 

“Love you both. Bunny.” You kiss the corresponding boy on the forehead. “And kitty.” Both smile, enjoying the praise and the aftercare attention from you. “Such good boys for me.”

A hum of agreement from Felix that has you quietly gigging and soon you find yourself falling asleep.

[ratgrinders]

Which of the ratgrinders never has their phone charged and which is always at 100

GHJKFSDFSF this kind of turned into phone headcanons along the way

Kipperlilly - AGHAST that anyone would leave their phone below 15% and then just forget to charge it. She comes prepared with a portable charger in her bag at all times and considers 70% to be low. Has a nice, slim wallet case with a screen protector, and the phone itself is nice and well-maintained Android but far from top-of-the-line.

Ruben - Is the one who forgets to charge it. Luckily though he immediately got the FANCIEST phone he could after he got rich, and it thus has a relatively good battery life and only gets down to about 30%. While the phone case itself is damaged, the actual phone is mostly fine with only some minor scratches on the side. The case has a sticker with 'I made you a cookie, but I eated it'.

Ivy - Loses her phone constantly, and is always forgetting to charge it so it keeps hovering at around >5% and dying on her. Has a brand name designer phone case and the latest iPhone, but the phone screen itself is shattered.

Oisin - His nepo baby ass probably got some fancy experimental Google phone (or equivalent). Keeps it charged up most of the time but generally doesn't pay much attention to it, just casually keeps it in a simple black leather phone case.

Mary Ann - Has a cutesy Hello Kitty phone case, specifically one of those otterbox type cases that's meant to withstand a lot of shock. Her battery indicator actually broke a while ago and doesn't show correctly, so noone can ever tell how much battery is left.

Buddy - Generally keeps it charged. Used a flip phone until VERY recently (Ruben gifted him a phone at the beginning of Junior Year), and is still making the adjustment. Hasn't even gotten a phone case yet.

Lucy - Is pretty anxious about keeping her phone charged actually, since she always wants to be able to reach people/people can reach her. Her phone case is a clear, light blue. It broke the day she died in the Far Haven Woods.

[shebeafancyflapjack]

What I love about Ghosts is how much of a slow burn the enemies to found family is. Yes there's a pretty big leap from "tried to kill her" to "forced allies of convenience" in the first two episodes, there needs to be to set up the premise, but after that there's such a gradual build up to a real cosy feel in the group.

It would have been so easy to have this dynamic reach its peak by the end of S1. There's a few soft moments like Alison talking to Pat's family and the Friends sofa bit outside but only after Pat explains to her how important the moonah ritual is to Robin. But it's not enough to make them that close yet and in the finale the ghosts mostly want Alison to stay for their own convenience, except Kitty and Thomas, with Fanny only just beginning to accept Alison is part of her bloodline. Captain still wants them gone but concedes to help them stay more for the others. Alison is touched by the gesture of the jewel but still admits that it's a nightmare living with them and wants to leave - and only stays because Captain screws her over via manipulating Kitty.

S2 starts with her waking up and sighing about how she's still "living the dream" (aka her nightmare). However, so we're not quite on the same page as last season, she has now established a routine with the ghosts and knows what each of them need. There's a feeling of comfort beginning to creep its way in, even if they still annoy her. And they're still not willing to help her at the drop of a hat, especially Julian unless he can get something in return, and some will go as far as to work against her when she's trying to make the house look haunted. Had the Grey Lady episode took place in S5 you know they would have all jumped at the chance to help Alison whatever she asked. But this series has a lot more episode focused on Alison connecting with the group like learning about how Thomas died and the Captain's past and Kitty's kinda sad childhood, so it feels natural and heartwarming when they all come together to help protect the house from burglars for her and she appreciates out loud how they're not as selfish as when she first came there. And they all do what they can to help with the wedding, partly for it to be a success for Alison but also just to help. Honestly on my first watch, with the snow and everything, I thought that was the Christmas special! So it lead in nicely to the actual one. Because the gang are finally at the stage where Alison would be comfortable spending Christmas with them and they all come together to sing with her to make her happy, even Robin who thinks Christmas is just a recent fad.

Series 3 is where that leap from friends to family happens and is contrasted with Alison thinking she's found a long lost blood relative, which she confesses is something she's wanted as she never had a lot of family around her. I like that they didn't have Lucy be her actual sister that turned out to be a villain, as we already have an abusive sister with Eleanor, but it still serves as a parallel between her and Kitty to make Alison realise that she has found a sister, and more. Robin saying "welcome home" and the look on Alison's face is enough to let us know this is no longer just a project for her with some annoying pests to deal with. And the final shot of them all "eating" together is one of my favorites.

The show could have easily ended there if it wanted to. Or it could have gone on another two seasons with everything being perfect and wholesome. But it doesn't; because families are not perfect. We still have an episode centered around the ghosts trying to apologise for upsetting Alison, much like a bunch of kids with an overworked mother, and they want to make it up to her not for their benefits but because of what she means to them. Episode 2 also has Alison missing feeling needed by the ghosts when they're busy doing their own thing and realising she just wants to spend time with them, even if it's just something as simple as a walk with Robin. And when Mary passes on, Alison is absolutely devastated and puts aside her work duties to prioritise helping the other ghosts grieve. Then there's her joining (evil) forces with Julian to take on Barclay together. And the series ends with Robin, who began the show just enjoying scaring the shit out of Alison for the lulz, confronting his ten thousand years old ptsd and taking a bolt of lightning to save her husband.

That's four years of development. Compare this to the CBS version where they all click together a lot faster and we don't see nearly as much of Sam losing her temper with the ghosts, and plots always seem to be wrapped up so much quicker (the fact there was no apology from Thor for possessing her still irks me). This isn't necessarily a knock against the American version, their episodes are ten minutes shorter because of ads, and it's more of a style choice as well as Sam just being a far more patient character than Alison. I know a lot of people prefer that the show begins a lot more wholesome to start with so it's down to taste. For me the heartwarming moments mean so much more when they've been earned over a lot of struggle.

Take the climax of Series 5. It's one of the few moments of TV that have made me gasp out loud. I genuinely forgot that we never saw Alison find out Julian pushed her. I guess I assumed she found out off screen or worked it out when she realised Julian's ghost power. But it really was the perfect point for her to find out; because had it happened any earlier then she wouldn't have hesitated to leave with no amount of speech able to change her mind, and likewise Julian wouldn't have had anything to say to her. But as someone else pointed out, it's much more difficult to forgive someone you love for doing something truly evil, even if at the time you were less than strangers. It's a crushing betrayal for Alison to find out that someone she thought as family once tried to kill her but also that the rest of them kept it secret. There's no obligation or pressure for her to forgive them; but she chooses to, because it's been earned over more than three years. And to parallel the S1 finale, the other ghosts are desperate for her to stay (including Cap this time), no longer for their own convenience but just because they love her.

And now we wait in terror for the Christmas episode to rip all of it to pieces. 🥺

[sillybigbird]

OKAY, SO. Silvie here, before starting I'd like to remind you my IC accounts is @babsggordon and its the only one I mannage.

Previous recaps:

Now

This are are the events of the past week (In order from I remember):

Lazarus Pit

Gothamites started to randomly sip them, encouraged by the numerous PSA's saying to not to.

Alzhul discovers that his pit is being used underground by a lot of other organizations including the court of owls. But also he discovers the experimental additions to the pit are making people expell their organs off, he decided to work on a antidote to add at the pit because theres no way to get gothamites away from it (LMAO). Hes having a lil redention arc

Multiverse

Theres a lot of alternative versions appearing, the most popular are more Dick Grayson's appearing out of nowhere and a lot of there people crashing, so far this are the ones that I know.

Spiderman everywhere, it started with our lovely Peach.

Starfire

Tommy Shepard

Deadpool and one of his variants

Julian Gordon

This is not multiverse but since we're talking of additions we should mention Lux and his initial arc who consisted in dating Crimson, Deadpool, Nightwing by Circus-champion, Kyle, and John Constantine (who also joined this week).

Duke also joined us. (Hi Duke o//)

Helena also joined us

Kidnapping

This was a popular topic this week, this were the kidnaps and consecuences:

Jason: A guy named Evangeline claiming being Jason's original partner appears in our universes Dick Graysons Anons with threats of kidnap Jason, and he does but Constantine, help us rescue him. And they're chilling with Hinata, Deadpool, and Crimson in there where Giovanna Talon appears to attack everyone. Lux f*cking kills her and revives him

Giovanna: That attack was useful to kidnap her and so, Hinata, Crimson, Lux and Babs are trying to debrainwash her.

Dick Grayson: Babs and Wally kidnaps Renegade and retrieve them back to the "Bat's army" (idk how to call it).

Random and pending events

Damian and Jon Start dating

Hinata and Tommy start Dating

Aswell Bart but I missed with who

JJ is apparently fine!

Blackhawk (Hal Jordan) is kinda having his redemption arc but as Talon where he just stopped pushing g everyone away lmao

An apple, TWO faces and joker are fighting for gothams mayor elections

Update on Babs events

She and Dick adopted a new kitty

James Gordon Jr is back and she's losing her head everytime he's around

She's also trying to protect Julian not only from the pit and Talon mess, but now James can find him and she's kinda stressed out

Food poisoning :(

Current events I know of but there still going on and it's not mostly of common canon knowledge

Deadpool did an feather errand for the coos (oh boy)

Jason is getting an ultrasound 👍

If I missed something feel free to add

Additions

By @why-rock-look-tasty-if-no-eat

(Bart got with Jamie. Jason and Roy adopted Damians little brother (Yao I think?) not to long ago to. Jason, Liang, and Joker also had an arc or are still going with it I don't remember. Dick "notnotnightwing" got bought by the COO apparently because he asked them out as a joke so that he wouldn't get killed. Damian got another animal, RR totally got mauled by a (different) cat. Another Nightwing "officialnightwing" is like, flirting(?) with a reporter whose trying to prove that the Waynes are the Bats.)

[sunderedazem]

okay so, I finally finished Dawntrail, patch quests notwithstanding of course! And now I have some thoughts, though they're probably kind of disjointed? Because- I have a lot of opinions on this expac, and some of the dismissive attitudes of other people I've seen floating around are just. Really annoying to me. Anyway. It's under a readmore, Dawntrail spoilys abound, I am talking about the WHOLE thing but rambling

So! I liked Dawntrail better than A Realm Reborn, (which I think is the accurate measuring stick/expac to contrast it against). It's very clearly setting up future expansions and story, introducing new characters and plot devices and generally giving us something to pursue in the future. The world is fun and beautiful, the music SLAPS, the characters are mostly well rounded, especially Wuk Lamat and Koana - their arcs were very well done and I genuinely enjoyed them far beyond anything in ARR lol. Or Stormblood, to be honest. The initial plot of about level 95 and below makes sense and is well-executed. But while I *like* it more than ARR - I think it's much less well executed in one regard - the sheer lack of tie-in to what came before.

ARR goes to great lengths to preserve pieces of 1.0's story- a story that is literally inaccessible to new players except in video or privately hosted servers and etc. Louisoix's sacrifice, though never seen outside of 1.0, is constantly referenced, even up through Endwalker! It sets up the bones of a story that is very clearly built on what came before, even though most new players will have no ability to experience that story whatsoever.

In contrast- Dawntrail has ten years of worldbuilding to sprinkle throughout, mostly in regards to previously-established global phenomena - like stories of Turali Warriors of Light with the Echo, the Umbral Calamities, the loss of an entire second moon now well over five years ago, the Final Days manifesting (surely not just over Eorzea and Ilsabard?), the Blasphemies - and it ignores all of that, to the detriment of FFXIV's worldbuilding. And look- I get it, it's a new story, the writers want to distance themselves from the previous ten years I guess, but the result is that this feels disjointed as hell to me. It's like the previous ten years of still-playable story has been completely discarded, and for what? Marketing? Like, we know the Echo wasn't just an Eorzea thing, that Warriors of Light exist across every reflection, and yet- we hear nothing about the Turali ideas and mythos about these? Not even in passing, when it would make sense for it to be discussed?

I get that some people disliked the previous story and thought the WoL thing was overdone but- it was the central story for ten years. It is central to the worldbuilding here now. Tossing it out so easily feels sloppy as hell, and it's a choice that even ARR didn't make despite how easy it would have been for them to do so!

That all being said- I didn't really have much of a problem with this during the first half of the expansion. It was the promised low-stakes vacation, Wuk Lamat had a fantastic arc showcasing her growth, the WoL kind of gets to hang out and let Someone Else deal with the plot - and it's all honestly pretty great. Yeah, I was really feeling the lack of cohesion with the previous expansions, but the worldbuilding in Tural was making up for it, with how diverse the different regions were and how cohesive everything felt within itself here was actually fantastic. (I am still mad that kitty girl never got to eat her tacos! Let Wuk Lamat eat her tacos! Taco cat!)

I also really liked that she was going to the different homes of the people she knew from Tuliyollal and learning some of their ways as well. Because she definitely knew them from her life in the city, but clearly lacked familiarity with some of their more traditional beliefs, and seeing an aspiring ruler interact with and value those parts of her communities was really well done, I think. And I think it also was a really important point to make- that to rule over (elected or otherwise) and make decisions for a people, you really have to make the effort and keep making the effort to know them.

And...and this is all where the second half falls apart, for me.

Solution Nine and Everkeep and Alexandria, and the lightning-drowned shard are really cool setting ideas, and they're gorgeous as hell, but the plot stops making sense to me here, like at all. Wuk Lamat leading the charge into the dome initially I can see, as it's a Turali village that's been swallowed up, but the moment it becomes clear that not only has thirty years passed inside the dome, but this is an entirely separate world and nation that has somehow fused with our own Source- it...I'm sorry, but it doesn't make sense for her to take the plot lead role. She's a national leader - but she's not an expert in dimensions and reflections and world ending catastrophes. The Scions are (Y'shtola or Krile are right here). The WoL is. And I definitely agree that she should have been along for the ride - these are her people, after all, at least in part! Tuliyollal was attacked by these people, she needs to be there to negotiate - and I get that the WoL as a character very, very rarely actually initiates plot, but this very much felt like we were entirely just along for the ride instead of a member of a once-again secret organization whose entire job it is to deal with shit like this and the person that literally saved the star by facing down Meteion.

This second half of the story would have been the perfect opportunity, imo, for WoL references and Ascian references and Echo references, because this is all a set of circumstances that aren't too far out of the WoL's wheelhouse of "just another Tuesday. Damn" crazy happenstances. We known the Ascians were working to unbalance the shards and maybe still are, we know that levin sickness and the sin eater transformations likely have the same cure, we KNOW that we managed to stabilize the First (and in Eden quests even helped restore it!) and could probably help Sphene do the same and- none of this is mentioned. It is literally a golden opportunity to tie in what we know from previous expansions (because this is the same overarching setting. let it have a cohesive story!) even in a momentary mention of just "oh, we've helped with something similar before, if you want our assistance."

But we don't really get that. What we get is this- kind of half-assed attempt at making Sphene and Wuk Lamat foils for each other and also friends?, and meanwhile the WoL is sitting there with the answers to at least some of the questions being asked, and just not saying anything about them. And it's very clear - at least to me - from the get go that this is going to be more learning about the Alexandrians' way of life to try and reach a common understanding (which don't get me wrong, it's fun). But even from the outset, I can tell that was never going to be the issue here. The conflict here isn't actually between the people of Alexandria and Tural, it's between Zoraal Ja/Sphene and Tural. The Alexandrians are pretty neatly stripped of any agency in this with the memory modifications of the Regulators (re: those few lines about the resistance twins' father being dragged off after a minor incident with the military and then forgotten. if that's not a guy getting Disappeared....yikes), and it's clear that most of the living people don't really know or care what Endless are.

And so when we follow Wuk Lamat around as she wanders about learning about Alexandrians, like how we did with the villages in Tural, it leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Not because we're learning about the people here, but because this is held up to be somehow relevant to defeating Zoraal Ja and Sphene - and in the end, we won't learn enough to actually understand the Alexandrian people anyway. This isn't the same thing as a princess from the capital city visiting the traditional villages of the people she's grown up alongside in order to be a better leader for them, this is two madmen (one an AI bot, the other...apparently having lost his inner motivations in the last 30 years in favor of proving himself better than his father? I dunno, I wasn't sure I understood this slide for him) using their people as a crutch to further their goals. And in between all this, we have like, four quests where we cooperate with an Alexandrian resistance, tops. And that resistance isn't even against Sphene, it's against Zoraal Ja!

But in Living Memory, we're still forced to erase the memories of (probably) hundreds of thousands of Alexandrians, with zero provision made for their preservation somehow - like would it have been impossible to record them on floppy disks or allagan tomestones somethin, or even just some of them - with zero provision made for the return of the memories of the people of Alexandria so that these simulacrum people aren't just. deleted from history. The people of Alexandria- are they ever told that they were harvesting souls from other worlds to maintain a simulation of everyone who had ever lived and died in Alexandria? Not to maintain their current lives in Everkeep? Are they ever told that Sphene was an android, that she actually died hundreds of years ago? Are the Alexandrians ever actually given the opportunity to remember their own people?

Because- not from what I understand of the current story? We get hamfisted into following Cahcuia's wishes (and she's not even Alexandrian) and shutting down the terminals wholesale (which probably condemns all the preserved and living plants in that conservatory to withering away and dying, too). And the most we get in passing is a "we will remember them" from Wuk Lamat and....no. we won't. We've barely met these people, barely comprehend their way of life. This isn't our or Wuk Lamat's culture, it's the Alexandrians. And this isn't the last plea of a dying relic (a la Emet-selch in ShB) this is- we're outsiders coming in and erasing massive chunks of a people's history. This isn't us promising to remember that they existed after they've been wiped from history, this is us actively erasing them.

And the question this particular expansion asks, via Sphene and Cahcuia and in other ways is "could you have found another way, if it were you?" and this is a question that the WoL has already answered! With Ardbert, with Meteion - but we're not allowed to give that same answer here. We're not allowed to say "yes, and here's how we helped start fixing the First and Thirteenth, do you want in." Instead, it feels like we're backtracking on one of the core themes of Endwalker (i.e. letting the memory of those you lost push you forward and keep you going - for those we have lost. for those we can yet save). Hell, G'raha's conversation with the Omicrons in Ultima Thule is all about if they can still count as living people- and then we're reneging on that here, and destroying the Endless and being told they're not living and not even given the chance to treat their memories with dignity in trying to memorialize them somehow.

Not to mention in the very end where the ruler of the neighboring country you were just at war with (you think, do you even remember or know that?) turns up having just murdered your beloved queen (who was maybe an AI, you heard, but you're not sure?) with a small boy who looks like your tyrant king from That World that just Slaughtered all your people for their souls and- you're told he's the new king now? what the fuck. and what the fuck kind of international incident-

Like, I get that the Endless needed to go, because they did. That Sphene was who Wuk Lamat was getting to know so she could be remembered (versus the Alexandrian people) even if I think that they really did not have enough time to end up as friends. I get that this is an expansion After the Other Story is Over. But the Other Story Still Happened and affected things including worldstate (and reflectionstate, lol) and it feels like that was just ignored. The memories of the people the Endless became still deserve tribute, somehow, still deserve preservation - the Alexandrians deserve to have much more agency in the decisions made about their way of life. This was still a global threat that should've probably had the Global Threat Ending Organization acting at bit more hands on about it, while Wuk Lamat did a bit more actual diplomacy.

Overall, the expansion is fun. There's a lot of fun questions I'm wondering about the answers to. Wuk Lamat is a bean, and while my WoL probably isn't calling her Lamaty'i (it took him like three expacs to be that relaxed with the Scions) he's nevertheless a friend of hers and is very willing to play pranks and cause mischief around Tuliyollal with the excuse of "yeah well I know the Dawnservants :3." The setting design and Turali internal worldbuilding is fucking incredible - honestly HW-levels of hella. The entire first half of the expansion was awesome. It's all WAY more fun than ARR, or StB in some cases. But - especially the second half - it's much less narratively cohesive with the rest of the game, and appears to backtrack on or ignore themes that really hit hard for me in Shadowbringers and Endwalker and that's frustrating to me.

I guess in the end my reaction boils down to- I got an expac with the internal worldbuilding work of HW, but with less of an explicit connection to the rest of the game than ARR had to 1.0. And as someone who's invested in the overarching story...that's last part is disappointing to me. Probably won't NG+ the second half like how I don't NG+ ARR, and I'll hope the patch quests will resolve some of the upset I felt about just. deleting giant swathes of Alexandrian history.

I definitely like the expansion, from an "is it fun?" perspective. I don't know if I like it from a "does it make sense?" perspective. And I honestly I think I would have enjoyed it more if it was all more like the first half of the expansion.

[selfpositiveundertale]

Long post.

TW: car accident

Hey everyone. I'm not doing great.

I've already been having a hard time with migraines getting absolutely out of hand and interfering with literally everything in my life, but yesterday I had my first car accident. The meme I just posted is relevant. It was my fault but thankfully only me in the vehicle. Other than bruised knees(I'm short so I had the seat pulled up close so I could reach the pedals) and some mild rug burns where the air bag got me on my left hand and my neck (I had instinctively raised my arms to protect my face), I don't think I was injured in any way my chiropractor couldn't fix. Definitely jarred my entire skeleton and dislocated some ribs and messed up my neck but what else is new. I didn't hit my head and nothing hurts in any way I'm not already deeply familiar with. Surprisingly I haven't gotten a migraine yet but I'm fully expecting one soon.

Really good thing I wasn't wearing my sunglasses. I lost the pendent off my necklace though. It must have broken off when the air bag blew and then fallen into the road when I got out of the vehicle.

My vehicle is totaled. Not a great loss since the thing was on its last legs anyway but it sucks not having my own transportation now, even if I could only drive in town and couldn't leave town because it wouldn't make it far on the interstate. It would start shaking like a leaf any time I went over 50 mph and I didn't like that. I'm really sore and tired and shaken up but I'm getting through it.

My husband came immediately when I called him and he talked to the car insurance company and called his boss to take the rest of the day off work so he could be with me.

The people in the other car were mostly okay other than the man having a cut on his forehead and his wife having a scraped knee but both of their babies were completely unharmed, thank goodness. Nobody was mad at me, possibly because I was hysterical panicking inconsolable and kept apologizing and asking if they were okay. They were also on their way to the car dealership to see about getting a new vehicle anyway, so I think they'll be fine.

I made an appointment with my chiropractor this morning and he checked everything and basically said I was in pretty bad shape but not really any worse than usual, which was a great relief but not surprising. He fixed the ribs, my shoulder blades, neck, and hands and gave me some samples of a supplement he said might help the soreness. I'm also taking my painkillers, OTC pain medicine, and applying arnica cream to the bruises.

I've been so tired and sore and haven't been up to doing much of anything except eating my feelings but I'm making sure my pets get fed and helping my husband get ready for work in the morning. I don't think I'll be able to meal prep anything for him like I normally do and he says it's okay, he's not expecting anything of me if I don't feel up to it and he doesn't mind buying his breakfast and lunch.

I fear the financial repercussions of this, especially since things have already been very tight due to several sudden veterinary expenses. The cat gods looked at us and went "kittens upon you and your household" so in the last 4 weeks there have been 2 vet visits for a tiny baby runt of a kitten my husband found alone and abandoned at his workplace, one for a very pregnant stray kitty that followed a family member home and popped out 7 babies, and one for my dog when she caught a UTI. We think she's over it by now but I'm taking her back to the vet Friday for a recheck. It's been hard with her because she's been refusing to eat her dry food and we've been having to buy wet food as well as chicken breast and white rice and alternating between the wet food and a bland diet when the antibiotics made her tummy upset. I'm really hoping that by Friday I'll be brave enough to drive. The vet isn't far and my mom is going to let me take her old car for whatever I need until we manage to get me another used vehicle.

I know the car insurance is going to go up because of the crash even though now there's one less vehicle on it, and I'm praying to the heavens that I don't have to actually go to a doctor and get checked out because of the crash.

I need to see a doctor anyway about the migraines that are now coming several times a week and affecting me in unsettling ways like impairing my speech, making me nauseous when I use my eyeballs for their intended purpose, and even made me collapse once. But the clinic I usually go to because the price is income based is in the next town and I'd definitely have to have my husband take time off work to take me. I also fear they'll refer me to a neurologist. I'm certain I need to see one but since I don't have health insurance and the process for getting financial assistance at any given specialist office is (probably deliberately) incredibly difficult and tedious and almost not even worth the effort, it just doesn't seem feasible at this time.

I am trying to make things to stock my Etsy shop so I can make some money but at the moment I just don't have the energy for it. But maybe I should try anyway. The simple repetitive action of crocheting while listening to a book or Old Gods Of Appalachia might help me settle down and feel more normal. My hands ache but my compression gloves might help.

Things are just extremely scary and very painful right now. Staying determined is hard but I'm trying. I'm trying so hard.

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜

[we-are-maladaptive]

Hey! I was wondering if you could do a nsfw fic for Tokoyami? He's my favorite character and he's lacking in content, especially nsfw. So I was hoping to get something like super soft and slow with him? I hc that he likes wax play so if you could also do something like that that'd be great, your work is great I'm currently binge reading some of them before bed lol

you do NOT have to tell me twice! also ty im very flattered you like my work -///- REQUESTS ARE OPEN.Feel free to send me an ask and I’ll write it for you! Remeber to check the rules first.

Fumikage Tokoyami x Reader

contents: nsfw, waxplay, tooth rotting romantic stuff

“A daisy blooming in a desert is worth more than a rose blooming in a rainforest." That was a good way to describe Tokoyami. Throughout highschool he stuck to himself, watching his classmates socialize with each other, laughing when they could be kids, and fighting when they had to be heroes, just finding themselves, blooming. Tokoyami preferred to stay to himself mostly, he’d talk with his classmates back when they were in highschool together, as he too wanted to be a hero, but unlike his classmates, there was something missing. A problem inside him that needed to be solved, a longing for something, but he didn’t know what he was longing for. Whether it be Bakugo calming his temperament, Todoroki helping to heal his broken family, or Midoriya, which I can’t even begin to explain. All of them had identified their own issues, and were fixing each one so that they could prosper. So from afar, he watched his classmates solve their own problems, while he hopelessly was trying to solve his own, trying to bloom. It’s not like Tokoyami was some type of loser or anything, he’d landed himself a high position in #2 Pro Hero Hawks’ headquarters. Sometimes he’d even cover for the winged hero when Hawks was too weak to patrol normally, as he’d never been the same since the incident about 7 years ago.

Tokoyami didn’t really appreciate the sun, as it got in the way of his job. At least he didn’t sweat as much, the black cloak of his trapping in the heat. The day seemed normal enough, civilians pacing around, some of them being familiar faces. The only thing he couldn’t be pouty about though, was the atmosphere. Summer was approaching, and what could go wrong with summer? Festivals, boardwalks, parties, everyone was free for a few months. Not him though, since he was past school and still had to work. To be frank, I think he hated summer. The everlasting sun doing nothing to help his profession. However, the sight of people skipping around and smiling, anticipating what this year’s summer has in store for them, was nice. A particular laugh however, was delightful to listen to. It sounded like music to his ears, light and genuine, a far contrast to the darkness that always clouded up his mind, practically piercing into his head. So he decided to cock his head at the person who had made such a beautiful sound, that was when he saw you. Laughing at the cat who had fallen off the table at the cafe you were currently at. The poor kitty had tried to get a bite out of the cheesecake you were eating, and was not very successful. The sun was shining directly at you, giving a glitter to your eyes and lighting up your skin, making it shine.

 He was grateful that the sun existed now, and he was grateful that he had found his problem.

Even though the sun shines on your skin whenever you two are together, he still prefers the nighttime, especially for this reason; intimacy.

He liked the expressions that you make, a little too much actually. Whether it be the little glitter in your eyes whenever he gives you something, or the little wobble in your bottom lip whenever you’re about to cry. Currently, he likes when the calm expression on your face starts to falter whenever you feel more wax drip down from your ribs, all the way down to your lower stomach. It was warm, very warm, and it tickled too. Too bad you weren’t really in a position to squirm, with your wrists being tied to the headboard.

It went on like that for a while, until he wanted to see more of you, how many expressions he could pull from your pretty face. So that’s exactly what he got.

He took in and savored everything he could get from you. The way your eyes softened when he curled his fingers right into the soft spot deep inside you. The sound of your voice, pleading with him to just let you cum, how could he refuse?

I think the thing he cherished the most though, was your souls intertwining with each other as he slowly thrusted into you. Nothing had to be done quick or rough, he had time. Your hands freed so you could pull his head down to kiss you, and your legs wrapped around his waist. If you had any focus before, it was gone. Everything is now a flurry of pleasure and emotion, for him too. However Tokoyami could feel something else, the thorns wrapped so tightly around his heart have been torn down, letting whatever was inside finally have enough room to grow. In his heart was a daisy, blooming in the desert, he was finally blooming.

Holding you close in the night when it was all over, watching the moon shine over you both in its divinity.

      The sun was nice, yes, but he still liked the night better, nothing could be better than this.

[seraphsfire]

Life situation & kitty update! Help me stay in Seattle instead of being forced to go to wyoming

Hello! I was able to make rent this month, but so far I cannot make rent for next month.

Ko-fi has been holding donations since paypal has been flagging them as "income" so that no longer works.

If you would like to help me out using paypal, the link is HERE. I will look into other venmo and cashapp. you can also reach out for a commission! If you donated via paypal and would like me to draw you a little something in thanks, please let me know!

I also put together an AMAZON WISH LIST , most is things for the kitties or food and some non-essentials / self care things for the hell of it that are things i haven't been able to buy myself for a while. Other than rent, kitty supplies and food are what I spend most $ on.

More on what I'm facing and what my kitties need:

about the kitties:

My sweet kitty Jade, needs a steroidal shot for her dermatitis. She should have gotten another one on the 25th, but I had no money to take her to the vet and she started ripping her fur out and made big, golf-ball sized spots completely bald on her armpit and chest :'( We put her on benadryl, moisturized her, and gave her a little jacket thing to help but I can tell she's really uncomfortable and really needs a vet visit to get that. it's $80 just to visit my vet and i'm sure the shot could be anywhere from 10-40 dollars, I really don't know. She's not in danger of pulling huge chunks of fur out thanks to the little jacket but she's really not happy and it makes me so sad.

About my situation (kind of long, sorry):

My Parents (mostly my mom; it's very hard to get responses from my dad) gave me rent money for September, but then made it clear that she will no longer help me financially under any circumstance if I want to "choose" to live in Seattle, then I'm essentially on my own. She doesn't want to give me money because she doesn't want ours to be a "transactional-based relationship" (after spending my entire childhood having them pressure me to move out on my own)

My dad is convinced that since Seattle is a city, it is very unsafe (and too full of Democrats) and that we would be safer living in their small town of Pavilion, Wyoming--which is literally just like, a few very spaced out neighborhoods. The nearest actual town is a 30 minute drive, and it's not very big either, and I don't drive. I would be snowed in *with them* for 4+ MONTHS every year, and every summer unable to leave the house for weeks because of the heat.

My dad has told my sister and I that if we choose to live right next to them, where they could have complete control over our lives, they would even buy us a house--but because we're not doing that, they refuse to support us in the life we've chosen for ourselves. They do not see the cruelty in this and think we are being nonsensical staying somewhere like Seattle which is "dangerous" and they do not like that it is full of non-republicans. I came out as queer in 2016, something which they have never spoken about since. I would likely be the only (out) queer person for MILES, and I don't feel like being the guinea pig for whether the anti-gay people there are the kind who ignore you or the kind who will hatecrime/kill you (:

Since I'd be at zero in my bank account in wyoming, they would have complete control over what I eat (not fun since I have a messed up digestion), clothes I buy, where I go, and how I behave just like they did when I was a child, or they'll start taking things away hoping that "tough love" will work. (it just made me mentally ill lol)

If I start a job in a week and a half I might be okay, but if I can't start until after that I won't have enough for October rent. I have one interview coming up but the future is still very up in the air.

[freefolkfightorflight]

Here have my brain

1. Piper says hi. Mostly I call him ‘kitty’ or ‘kee kee’. He sleeps and lays on me all the time. It feels like I have a sweet lil baby again and it’s kinda nice yall. We think he’s 2 months old now.

2. My face has been more dry/peely/red lately. Not sure if it’s the kitten or just my lack of self care honestly. It’s not new but it is worse. I have what I think is rosacea or eccema or both. I know my skin does better under different eating conditions and was absolutely perfect when I did keto a million years ago. But lol no

3. Trying ozempic. Just got week 5’s shot. Slowly losing weight. A few pounds a week. (I’m down 21lbs total🎉 just like 80-100 to go🤣 god that’s depressing). I feel like I can tell a difference in my stomach but i said that and the next day a patient asked me if I was pregnant so maybe I’m just imagining it🤣(this is a recurring thing, people asking me if I’m pregnant since gaining weight. It’s all in the very best place to store fat. My belly😒) sometimes I lie and tell people yes I’m pregnant bc I don’t want them to feel embarrassed for me. 🤦🏻‍♀️🤣 like when it’s a patient and imma have to deal with them all night it’s sometimes easier to just say yes so they’re not all weird for 12 more hours) anyways I’m 28 weeks and it’s a girl and her name will be Polly. (Lol jk)

Pros: appetite is that of a human. Portion control is done for me. Like I don’t even want to eat more than when I feel full. I FEEL full. Haven’t felt that in years since starting depression meds 11 years ago. I’m less nauseated than before starting it, I’m guessing bc I’m prediabetic and my blood sugars were shit.

Cons: literally none for me so far. I was nervous re nausea bc I was already struggling with that before. But it’s improved it. I still get nauseas sometimes but it’s even less than prior to starting the med. I started off at the lowest ever dose (4 units- max is 45 I think). Todays dose I did 8 for the second week. Nice to know when/if things are stagnate I can move up. Im doing this in place of weight loss surgery for now.

4. Weight loss surgery. I went to my appointment last week and honestly it scared the crap out of me. They were trying to rush it and make you sign contracts stating you’ll get a cardiologist, pulmonologist, nutritionist, psych, surgeon all to meet you and then monthly until your surgery and then see psych and nutritionist and them after and if you don’t you’re off the list and have to start over. Also I have to stop vaping and they test you and lol I’m here bc I have no self control lol. Also I couldn’t afford it. The only way I can afford the ozempic bc my friend is an NP and gets it for me.

5. I straightened up some and showered today. Where’s my prize?

[love-toxin]

puts my hand on your shoulder. i am a simple woman i just want to be spitroasted by dante and vergil thank u

BRO ME TOO??!!!! TF 💦💦 im thirsting down here dont mind me eheh

tbh i want em to good cop bad cop me >:) Vergil being rough and spitting on your clit to rub it in and get you wet cause he knows he's big and it's gonna hurt if he doesn't stretch you, but he doesn't wanna be too soft either so he's just all about the manhandling. n then he finally slips it in and eases you down but it's still rough, you still can't quite fit him all the way, and Dante just kinda shows up suddenly cause he was wondering where his pretty little assistant ran off to and he heard some questionable sounds coming from over here. oh, you're fucking big, bad Vergil, huh? need help?

and that shit-eating smirk as Vergil huffs because he got to you first and he doesn't wanna share his prize and Dante brushes it off, gets in front of you and rubs your chin like he's petting a kitty all while you're struggling and squirming on Vergil's cock. once you're a little calmer he tugs his own out and taps the tip against your lips, smears em with a little precum to wet them before he eases your mouth open to take him in and strokes your hair as he fills you all the way up. now you're stuffed at both ends, the twins are biting back at each other and arguing although it's mostly Vergil being possessive and Dante being playful cause he's so confident that once you try them both you'll pick him over his twin. but once he starts thrusting back to reach that coveted softness of your throat, Vergil continues doing the same to hit as far as he can reach into your womb--and now, with two unstoppable forces on each side, you have to cling to Dante's pants and feel your ankles tremble as they ghost past Vergil's thighs, as they both pop right in and completely impale you, reaching depths you didn't think were possible that completely claim every inch of you that you thought would go untouched. it hurts a healthy amount and it's definitely gonna leave you sore but your face gets held and your legs get rubbed as they comfort you in a loud and quiet way respectively, both of them silently trying to appeal to you before they fuck you completely raw--you may not have to choose right away, but you're gonna have to make your decision at some point, before one or the other either knocks you up or beats the other into oblivion for your affection.

[sebastian-ciel-mutual-bullying]

When does Sebastian "eat"?

I've wondered for a while now-

How does Sebastian get away with not actually eating, when he's around the servants so much?

I imagine he'd "take his meals" in his room or office, but that would imply that he made a serving for himself that he'd have to throw away. I just feel like it'd be part of his aesthetic to not be wasteful- but then again, it's a small sacrifice for the greater cause lol.

I'd love to see some goofy scenarios about him doing his best to seem human when it comes to food. We don't see a lot with him actually eating things (aside from tasting dishes). So far I can only think of when Ciel had him drink that MSG lemonade Tanaka made.

What do yall think?

My personal headcanon is that he makes himself meals with the worst/cheapest possible ingredients, says he's eating it in private, and then demon dashes to chuck it in the woods.

Or he makes mostly meat dishes for himself so that he can feed it to his kitties!

[wodkapudding]

Tagged by @eternalstateofoctober - it's nice to get to know you & thank you, I always love those <3

Rules: Answer the questions below and then tag people you want to get to know better/catch up with to do the same.

Last song: Body Crumbles by Dry Cell. (I have been obsessed with the Queen of the Damned Soundtrack lately -- it's everything my teen self would have wished for! I'm surprised, Dry Cell weren't a bigger thing with the kids in my school, we were all obsessed with Linkin Park, lol.) + the soundtrack also has Down with the Sickness on it, I've listened to this mashup that feels like the 2000s in a nutshell (Down with all the Sober Freaks)

Currently watching: XO, Kitty which turned out to be a lot more entertaining than I had imagined. I only started it because Anthony Keyvan was in it and I loved him on Love, Victor. (I always put it in the same category as [redacted], and not to yuck anyone's yum, but that particular type of wholesomewarmcutesie just isn't for me.)

+ France vs Spain at the Euro Cup, but ngl, I get so stressed out from watching sports :/ (also I know next to nothing about football, I just love watching them run after that silly ball!)

Favourite colour: Burgundy and aubergine! Berry colours, gold and coffeebrown.

Last movie: Monster (怪物) at the cinema! Loved it, can't wait to get my hands on the DVD. Queen of the Damned at home. Obsessed with Stuart Townsend as 2000s heartthrob take on Lestat.

Currently reading: Aside from thesis / research related stuff, Emma Cline's The Guest and Jane Austen's The Watsons fragment. (because I loved Malik on IWTV and the actor apparently hasn't been in many screen productions but did a theatre adaption of The Watsons and sometimes I just fall down rabbit holes)

I'm also still going back and forth between The Vampire Chronicles and Émile Zola's Rougon-Macquart Series, but put it on pause for a bit, because life is really stressful atm. (It has been an experience so far, tho. I'm still not sure what I'm trying to achieve by mixing Rice and Zola!)

Sweet, spicy or savoury: Savoury and spicy. I mostly love sweet in combination with those.

Relationship status: Single 4 lyf. Might have a bit of a crush atm tho, but it will pass.

Current obsession: My beautiful beloved deranged murderous manipulative wife Armand.

Last googled: That's between me and God. Oh, and the legal livestream for the football match, lol. (Plssssss, no offense to Spain, but my heart is breaking for Mbappé!!!)

Currently working on: presentation about my thesis topic, several fics, creating better habits re: eating and sleeping and staying hydrated.

Tagging: @firstaudrina, @pregnancykink, @misschinablue, @daughterofhecata, @setsailslash, @lalalenii, @ladyculebras & @esskuesli (also: no pressure! also, tagging anyone who sees this, I always love to hear about what people have been up to!)

[blubushie]

how the kitties

Turns out the whole "dropping dead" thing is the result of a virus. So far it seems to just be a cat cold judging off the symptoms of their mother, mostly restricted to the sinuses, but the kittens are also severely immunocompromised so it's wrecking hell on their immune systems.

Unfortunately as of yesterday morning, Rags is the last man standing.

He's doing fine though. His sinuses are a bit stuffed (can tell by discharge from his left eye), and he's sneezing a bit, but he's not clicking when he breathes. He was much worse a few days ago (to the point I was having to suck mucous from his nostrils and his eyes were crusted shut from discharge), but now he seems to be getting over it. One of his eyes is open and clear, the other is open but still a bit cloudy, and he's no longer clicking and is also getting some of his voice back. Fingers crossed he makes it out, if nothing else!

Also he's not lethargic anymore. Keen to play with my fingers and try to tackle me. And trying to eat my fingers as well. I'm gonna start him on wet food soon...

[asmallpinkfan3]

Death x reader (platonic)

Goldie x reader (romantic but mostly flirting)

Reader is friends with puss, has been sense far far away. Puss once asked reader if they were afraid of dying, reader told him something that he will never forget.

“Puss, when my time comes I will not run from death, I will great him like an old friend, because in the end that’s what he is.”

So during the adventure for the last wish (reader flirting with Goldie) the battle ends but reader gets hurt, bad, so when death comes, puss along with the others look in anger and sadness, and a shocked death, hear something that warms even him.

“Hello old friend, it’s been awhile “

i haven’t wrote for Goldie yet so please forgive me if I make her a little to ooc!

Goldie locks x reader+death x reader (PLATONIC)

Song I listened to on repeat while writing this: I love you so- the walters

GN reader

Warnings: death, fighting, swearing, blood.

You had met puss that night after the whole Fiona and shrek thing. You were in a corner and suddenly a cat comes up to you asking if you had a cup of milk, you gave him your cup that you didn’t even take a drink from. He thanked you and you talked with him for a while.

You and him decided to travel together, he went off somewhere and you haven’t didn’t see him for a while.

One day you were fighting someone and you felt them stab you in the side “shit”. You cursed out feeling the blood rush down your arm. You ran off desperately trying to find someone/somewhere you could get patched up.

You had been running for a while and everything around you started to get blurry the last thing you remembered was falling in front of a house.

When you woke up you found your self on a bed, sitting up you realized your arm was covered in bandages. Slowly you got up and walked around still feeling a bit woozy.

You saw a door and headed towards it walking down stairs. A blonde haired girl walked out and smiled at you. “Oh hey your awake, sit down right there you lost a lot of blood”. She pointed to a chair on the living room.

Sitting down you laid your other hand on your arm, a noise brought you out of a trance and the girl was standing in front of you with a small smile and a bowl. “It’s bowl of porridge, just the way mama makes it”. She said placing it in front of you and you thanked her immediately eating it. She stared at you as you ate, crossing her arms she gave you a smirk.

“Hey don’t inhale it, you might choke on it”. She commented with a laugh. You smiled at that and let out your own chuckle. After eating you sat back in the chair. “That was really good, your mama’s a very good cook”. You said smiling at her, she took the bowl and placed it back into the kitchen.

Returning back to you she sat in front of you. “So what your name”? She asked her blue eyes filled with wonder. “My names y/n yours”? You asked. “My names Goldie”. She responded and you smiled “that’s a pretty name”. You responded.

Over the course of a couple months you lived with her and the bears robbing people and what not. You would constantly flirt with her any chance you got. “Hey you know some times I wish you were a magical item”. You said to her while looking at the stuff you and the family had taken. “Oh why’s that”? She asked and you smirked. “Because then I could steal you and make you mine”. A blush came across her face, “oh come on mate”. Baby said disgusted.Mama only smiled at you, papa laughed at it before falling asleep in his chair.

When you all got to the wishing star you were unfortunately hit by on of those green bomb apples jack had after kitty dodged it. You let out a cry flying backwards into Goldie’s arms. Your eyes closed but she knelt down as you held your side. “Hey y/n please look at me your gonna be ok”. She said frantically and you looked up at her, her eyes filled with fear.

Suddenly a whistle came from somewhere and everyone took a look seeing a wolf walk through the colorful barrier. You had heard rumors that death came in the form of a wolf so you wondered if he was here for you. Puss’s eyes widened and a wall of fire surrounded both of them.

After fighting you had your head laying back on Goldie’s chest her arms wrapped around you and your body felt almost weightless. “Hey Goldie I don’t think I’m gonna make it outta here”. You stated as you grabbed her hand holding it in yours. “Y/n we will get you out of here if it’s the last thing i do”. She said laying her head against the back of yours. “You smiled at her attempt to reassure you, or was she reassuring herself.

The wolf walked to you and Goldie held you closer giving him a small glare. You smiled at him and the next thing that took everyone by surprise was what you said next. “Hello old friend, it’s been a long time eh”? His eyes widened, you weren’t scared of him? You didn’t even try to fight him. He came closer and looked at the other four above you. “It’s their time, you will meet again”. He said in a calm tone as he leaned down to grab your arm, “wait could I do something real quick”? You asked him he hesitated, then nodded.

“Goldie I never got the courage and I’ll never have that chance to but, I love you”. You said weakly turning. Her eyes widened and she gave you a small smile back,”I live you too y/n”. You have her hand a small kiss as an apology for leaving so soon. Death grabbed your arm and searched for the string finding it, it was weak, you closed your eyes and he cut it.

Your soul sitting up as you turned back to Goldie her teary eyes looked into your slightly transparent ones. Standing you gave her a smile. “I’ll see you soon, but until then don’t get to hurt I’d hate to see your pretty face get all messed up”. You always had to flirt in the worst of times. She gave you a weak smile, “I’ll try my best love”. She replied and you gave her a wink before turning to walk away with death.

After that she swore she would get revenge on jack for you, and she did right as he died at the wishing star. She sat with her family looking at the stars above her, “y/n would love them my dear”. Mama said hugging her. Her eyes filling with tears once more she buried herself into her, “yes they would”.