#kitty and larissa

[weemsfreak]

Fic request: Larissa with a kitty friend, please

Cairo

Your wish is my command. How about a few kitty friends?

Thank you for this request! I am slowly making progress on works that are not my usual genre and this was a good break :) ~2.4k words

November…the month of sunny, windy and crisp days. A harsh breeze sent a chill down Larissa's back as she made her way to the Weathervane. As soon as her heels clacked against the hard floor, the smell of coffee beans and warmth engulfed her. It's not that her coat wasn't warm, after all it was wool, she was just easily susceptible to the cold.

After ordering a hot chocolate to go, Larissa reluctantly stepped back out into the town square. She started toward the Nevermore van which was parked outside of the therapists office. Lost in thought in an attempt to distract herself from the chill, she almost didn't hear the distant meowing coming from behind her. She stopped in her tracks, did she hear something?

"Meow"

Larissa knit her brows as she spun around and found her gaze on the ground. There was a skinny black cat with fangs and shiny yet scruffy fur, sitting on the sidewalk, looking expectantly at her.

"Mew"

Larissa looked around for who's cat it could've been before concluding that it must be a stray. The cat's large green eyes and Larissa's bright blue's focused on each other, as if they were having a staring contest, before Larissa lost. She blinked.

"Meow"

Larissa sighed and crouched down, making a psspss sound and holding out her hand. The black cat cautiously walked closer, sniffing her glove lightly. Larissa pat it softly on the head until the cat got comfortable and smacked its face into her palm, deciding to use her hand as a scratching post.

"Mrrrrah" the cat purred. Larissa chuckled.

When she realized how long she had been out in the cold, she stood. The cat stared up at her once again before it took to walking circles around her feet, tail swaying elegantly. Larissa noticed the cats prominent back bones and realized that it must be hungry. She debated running to the store and buying some cat food, but as she looked toward the therapists office, her student was exiting the building.

"Sorry little one, I have to go" and she left.

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One day after school the next week, Larissa ventured to the liquor store. She had to park on a rather grungy road, as it was oddly busy today. She walked past an old abandoned church and  noticed a hole in the base that lead to underneath. 'This is an eyesore' she thought, shaking her head and continuing on.

As she carried her wine back to her rather far away car, she took note of a cat wandering around the sidewalk. It looked just like the black cat from last week, but it didn't seem too friendly with others. She watched a few people try to shoo it away, even though it wasn't close, it actually seemed to be wary of them. A couple of teenagers eyed it and let out disgusted gags, and Larissa winced as one spooked the cat by running at it. She shook her head in dismay.

Larissa knew that black cats were often associated with witchery or thought of as omens of bad luck, but what was wrong with that? They were just precious little animals, and she actually really liked them. She thought that someone or something who could be described as an 'outcast' or the 'odd one out' was enticing, they were usually interesting, usually pure souls. As she got to her car and placed the drinks in her trunk, she heard a familiar sound coming from beside her.

"Meow"

The black cat didn't hesitate to run up to her, purring as it rubbed against her ankles.

A smile lit up her face. "Hi darling" she said joyfully, crouching down to pet the cat.

"Mrrahh"

Larissa noticed suddenly that there was a dead mouse on the sidewalk in front of the cat, which was now right in front of her.

"Oh, god" she said, turning her head away and scrunching up her face. Larissa decided she would buy the cat some food, she was going to the grocery store anyway.

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The store had many flavours and brands of cat food, and Larissa hadn't owned a pet before. After searching the internet for the best brand of cat food, she bought a few cans of chicken, did her shopping, and left.

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Larissa pulled a can of food out of the bag and walked around the town square, searching for the black cat. It wasn't at the Weathervane, it wasn't at Uriah's heap, and it wasn't at the flower shop. She walked around every which way, sure she had covered most of the streets by now. As a particularly cold wind hit her legs and made her shiver so hard that she dropped the can of food, she thought about how stupid this was, searching in the cold for a stray cat. 

She had ventured down a dead end street, and just as she turned around to walk back up, the black cat was running towards her.

"Mowww""

The annoyance Larissa felt disappeared instantly, and she opened the can of food and placed it on the sidewalk.

"Here you go, love" she whispered, pushing it towards the cat.

It sniffed the food, walked a circle as if searching for something, and then started licking the contents of the can. The cat only ate for a few seconds though, before it looked at Larissa wide eyed.

"Mrow"

It then turned and trotted away.

Larissa was confused, was it not hungry? Surely it had to be, it was skin and bones. She watched the cat as it turned a corner and she picked up the can, deciding to follow close behind.

The black cat led her down two streets, the second familiar to her. It was the grungy street she had never been on before, not until she parked here earlier today. Larissa watched the black cat as it crouched down and made it's way underneath the abandoned church. Larissa's face fell in disgust but also in remorse. No wonder the poor cat took shelter in there, it was chilly out, and it would soon be terribly cold.

With reluctance, Larissa moved closer to the hole in the wall and turned on her phone flashlight. When she bent down and peered into the hole, eight bright eyes were staring back at her.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, pulling away.

The abundance of eyes caught her off guard, and she dropped her phone on the sidewalk. As she went to pick it up, the black cat emerged from underneath the church and licked her gloved hand with its rough tongue. She turned her flashlight back on and shone it into the hole, three kittens were nervously staring back, eyes big. Surprised and saddened, Larissa's lip quivered. The black cat must've been hunting earlier to feed her babies. She felt incredibly guilty that they were stuck out in the cold with nowhere to go.

"You’re a mom" she said in acknowledgement, turning her attention to the black cat.

"Meow"

Larissa placed the can of food into the hole, careful not to startle the kittens. She sat up onto her knees and scratched the black cat behind the ear. Larissa smiled in knowing.

"So am I."

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As the weather grew colder, Larissa visited the black cat whenever she was in town. She had fed the kittens and gave them water on multiple occasions, as she knew that any water they'd find would surely be frozen. She had become attached to the black cat, often thinking of her and the kittens throughout her work days at Nevermore. The poor cat was strong and brave, she was inspiring. Larissa knew she'd do anything for her kittens, just as she would for her students. She hoped that they would be alright during the winter, she prayed that they wouldn't freeze or starve.

Larissa hadn't owned a pet throughout her lifetime. She loved animals dearly, but her parents  never allowed her to have a companion. When she moved out, she didn't have time to take care of an animal, as she was always on the run.

She couldn't get the black cat or the kittens out of her mind, no matter how hard she tried. She couldn't help but think that they'd be safer at Nevermore with her, they would be healthier, warmer, and happier. Right?

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Larissa set out to the town one December day, deliberately walking past the abandoned church. The snow that had fallen stood a foot high, and frost was evident in the places where the snow had been removed. She felt helpless knowing that there were stray cats and kittens, her stray cat and her kittens, stuck out in this weather. She dug out her phone and turned on the flashlight as her hands shook, shining it into the hole in the wall.

The black cat was huddled up with her three kittens, licking them to get their blood flowing and keep them warm.

"Oh, my darlings" she murmured. She couldn't bare to see them like that, obviously frozen and tortured. The beautiful black cat taking care of her babies warmed her heart, but she deserved to be taken care of as well.

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The next day, two Nevermore employees arrived at the abandoned church in a van. Unsure, they stepped onto the sidewalk, easily finding the hole in the base of the church. They looked at each other in confirmation before one of them crouched down, finding the black cat and three kittens in the hole.

"Aw, they must be cold" he said. He then stretched his arm out toward the mother cat, but she flashed her teeth as she hissed at him.

"Shit!" the man nervously spat, pulling away.

The other man tried to reach the black cat, but she carefully moved herself and her babies out of his proximity when he stuck his hand in the hole.

After a good twenty minutes, the men decided that it was no use.

"I guess we should call principal Weems."  "Yeah."

The principal was a bit fed up that she had to go into town today. She had an incredibly busy schedule, how hard was it to capture a cat and her kittens anyway? As she pulled up behind the Nevermore van, the two men were staring down at the hole in the wall. "What's this, now?" she questioned.

After the men explained the situation, Larissa scoffed and kneeled down onto the sidewalk. The black cat immediately recognized her and emerged, rubbing itself against her jacket in delight. The men were surprised, and they placed a crate down onto the sidewalk. Larissa slowly picked the black cat up and took it into her arms.

"I'm going to save you, darling" she whispered. "I'm going to help you and your family."

When Larissa saw no resistance from the cat, she placed her back onto the sidewalk. She then carefully reached in and picked up the kittens one by one, placing them in the crate. The mother cat was the last to go in with her children.

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Larissa smiled in success as she admired the black cat and her babies. She wasn't allowed to have animals inside Nevermore, but she did have an old shed. She had built a tall pen for them to roam around in, and a small shelter insulated with Styrofoam and straw. They had an abundance of food and water, and a heat source outside of their enclosure to ensure that they would never be cold. She had the absolute most fun picking out toys for them, she even bought them treats. They all got medicated baths, so that Larissa could cuddle them knowing that they were healthy.

The most brave kitten was all black, a little boy. There was a black and white mixed cutie who was a shy boy, and an all white fluffy demanding female. Her heart beat with joy and excitement as she watched the kittens play, and she finally felt content having something so special to her.

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One day, Larissa was in her office typing up a report when she heard a small thump against a door. She turned to her balcony doors and found the black cat, paws against the glass.

"Mrowww"

Larissa stood in shock, how did she get out of the shed? She quickly and nervously opened the balcony doors and scooped the cat up, bringing her inside.

"How did you find me little one? Did anyone see you?" she asked, placing the cat in her lap and sitting by the fire. The black cat revelled in the warmth as it nuzzled into Larissa, and she relaxed into the comfort the cat brought her. She purred against Larissa, but as much as she wanted to stay and take in the warmth, she had found Larissa for a reason.

The cat suddenly let out a loud meow, to which Larissa gasped and prayed that nobody heard. The cat jumped off of her lap and ran to the balcony doors, scratching to be let out. Larissa wracked her brain around how she would get the cat back to the shed without anyone seeing, so she decided to let her out and follow her.

Larissa walked quickly outside, finding the cat waiting for her underneath her balcony. As she went to pick her up, the cat ran away from her reach.

"Darling, come here" Larissa said nervously, beginning to walk faster.

The cat eventually started running, but Larissa's panic faded when she realized she was running towards the shed. Larissa found the door to the shed slightly ajar, which was odd, she had locked it. The black cat entered and ran right over to her kittens.

It took Larissa a second to notice that one of the kittens was tangled in thread, it's paw stuck to a unicorn plush.

"Oh baby" Larissa murmured, picking up the white kitten and untangling it gently.

"Mew"

Larissa giggled at the kittens mewls, they made the cutest sounds that she's ever heard. She placed the kitten back down in the pen with her bothers, and took note of the toy. It seemed that someone had broken in, left the door open, and offered the kittens a new plush. She sighed in relief, at least the culprit wasn't someone with bad intentions, Enid must've really wanted to play with the kittens.

"Meow"

The black cat caught Larissa's attention as it rested it's head on her foot.

"Mow"

Larissa chuckled and reached her arms out, scooping the cat up and hugging it close to her chest.

"Who's my brave mom?" Larissa beamed, kissing the black cat on the top of the head.

"Mrrow"

"That's right, Cairo, you are."

[v3nusxsky]

*clears throat*

Larissa going to a bdsm club for the first time and being introduced to you and your girlfriend Regina who are looking for a third to spice life up a bit. Poor Queenie having to deal with you being a brat (Yes reader calls Regina Queenie to mess with her) and goodie tooshoose Larissa at the same time. Larissa isn't dominant but she likes to tell you off when you brat out, gotta stick to queenies rules <3

The missing person

*Authors note ~ Finally on summer break so writing is more frequent! Also the dynamic for this is insane but I love it and couldn’t resist writing some Larissa switch vibes*

Trigger warnings~ bdsm club ;), threesome, bratty subby reader (kitten), dominant Regina (highness/queenie/mistress), Larissa switch leaning dom? (Baby, princess r calls Larissa mommy etc), shifted cocks, bondage, small pet play?, praise, degradation, humiliation, mirrors, edging, double penetration, oral sex, face riding, hair pulling, spanking, vibtator, safewording, just a crap ton of porn with very minimal plot tbh

Prompt~ see ask^^^

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One thing Larissa prided herself on was being a woman of two personalities , the headmistress of Nevermore and well just Larissa. Of course Nevermore would always remain her home, a one place she’d give her all for and that would never change. Everyone in Jericho assumes she never leaves the walls of the school. And perhaps that’s true. The principal never leaves but Larissa does. A fact only a couple of trusted people know. It’s only natural that every once in a while she wishes to just be herself. Her shifting ability makes her escape route easy, for years this has been routine. Slipping away from reality and real life for one night at Happy Hours.

It’s a rather common occurrence for you to piss off Regina. Sometimes you just can’t help but take your bratty behaviour too far knowing that sometimes a punishment is worth the reward of working her up. Only this time you’d met your match. You’d always been curious about adding another into the bedroom, wondering if it would change the dynamics. And it appears that Regina was finally ready to share her pet with another. Bass sounded around the club mixing in with the deep red lights creating the perfect ambiance for the night.

Regina sat almost regally in her tight fitting maroon dress at the bar, nursing a glass of whisky with ease. Your leash wrapped snuggly around her left fist as she continued to ignore the fact you were knelt by her feet. Throwing a silent fit of course. You’d been so excited when you realised where you were heading, only to be reminded this was all part of a punishment, you’d be lucky if she even let you watch her fun let alone join in. Your only instructions were to be knelt at her feet and follow her instructions.

When she first walked in your eyes were downcast, glaring holes in the floor at your self inflicted situation, you missed the tall blonde walking straight past you to the other side of your mistress. The sound of her heels clicking along to the beat of the music was what got your attention. It was clear she walked with a sense of dominance. Instinctively, you turned your head into the direction of the noise only to feel your leash that was attached the simple collar around your neck, be roughly yanked back. “Behave kitten. This isn’t playtime for slutty kitties like you” Regina reminded you, rolling her beautiful mocha eyes at the pout you shot back in response, the golden metallic glow of the crown on your collar seemed to sparkle under the aesthetic lights.

Larissa happily ordered herself her usual glass of red wine with a practiced ease, instantly picking up on the situation next to her with a small smirk. The dynamic was clear. A bratty kitten getting reminded of her place by her owner. It would be a lie if she didn’t admit using the moment of the interaction to subtly take in the almost regal woman next to her. And well you looked magnificent on your knees from what she could see. “She looks rather pretty on her knees for you” the principal murmured hoping to start a conversation with Regina, “can I get you another?”

From there on both women ignored you, speaking about you but never to you. You could tell Regina was intrigued by the blonde beauty who was hanging on her every word as she sipped her wine, eyes never leaving Regina. Perhaps this would be a reward after all if you just played the game correctly. The rest of the conversation, you remained the perfect pet. So quiet and behaved that regina couldn’t help but smirk while she continued to flirt with Larissa knowing just how much this was riling you up. “Here alone are we dear?” Regina practically purred angelically causing a slight rose colour blush to adorn Larissa’s cheeks. “Just me” she confirmed, “so who’s the lovely kitten down there? She sure is well trained.”

“Say hi pet” your mistress demanded chuckling as she shyly looked up at the company with a quiet meow. “Oh isn’t she a darling?” Larissa praised at your obedience. “A bratty kitty is more correct for this little slut here” Regina bluntly stated reminding you she was still displeased with how many rules you’d broken recently. A few more drinks down and Regina decided to make her move, paying out for a room with a spectacular mirrors all around. Larissa happily in agreement at her whispered plans for the night. A bit of stress relief never killed anyone. Right?

You crawled alongside your mistress to the rooms at the back of the club. You’d been here before, knowing what the rooms held brought you some comfort, but never had you brought a guest in with you. “Corner and strip kitten you know what’s expected of you” she demanded causing you to follow her directions finally noticing the mirrors lining the walls in the room. “Be a doll for me Isa and go tie the pet up for me” Regina practically purred before stripping her clothing from her body and continuing to move around the room setting everything up for the night ahead. Larissa took the ruby red rope hanging next to the door before approaching you slowly. “How?” She pondered quietly to herself before making quick work of ensuring your arms were bound behind your back, your perky tits on full display, beautiful diamond shape patterns down the length of your body. The contrast between the rope and your smooth skin was simply stunning. “Good girl Isa, so pretty and expertly done” Regina praised, taking in her perfect ties, stroking a hand along the principals spine teasingly, “shall we?”

“Queenie” you called in a last minute desperate attempt to regain attention from your mistress, “she’s called Queenie pretty lady.” Oh… if looks could kill. You could feel the way her gaze snapped to you as soon as that name fell from your lips. Her lip curling with disappointment as her slender hand moved to grip your chin almost painfully before practically hissing, “excuse me?” Her grip forced you to look into her eyes layered with lust and frustration amongst the mocha brown that settled there. It’s really unfair how beautiful your mistress is. Even when she’s pissed off. Especially then. “Cat got your tongue my dear?” As quickly as you gained the attention from the woman it was taken away, turning on the spot to walk away from where you were bound practically snarling, “fucking disrespectful pet.”

“Isa. Come darling” Regina demanded sweetness lacing her words, as she curled one of her slender fingers, you watched on helplessly as Larissa obeyed without a second thought, moving to stand between Regina’s spread thighs. “Good girl” Regina mumbled sweetly before bestowing a sweet kiss to the ruby red lips in front of her. Watching your mistress’s lips move so perfectly against your new companions caused jealousy to start bubbling in your lower stomach. It should be you! Yet, you’re bound in the corner, pathetically whining about being left out. The way Larissa’s hands seemed to be almost pawing at Regina’s chest with need, the way Regina made sure to tilt their heads perfectly to provide you with a view. Regina’s hand wrapped in strands of blonde hair causing the principal to moan into the kiss. “Please.” A desperate plea tumbled from red lips in between kisses, “Gina I need more.”

“You can have more sweetheart, tell mistress what the safewords are” Regina murmured moving to place kisses down the slender column of Larissa’s neck. “G-green - good/okay ke-ee-p going. Yellow - check in/slow down and red - stop. Gods that feels good” Larissa managed to stumble out in between the hickeys Regina made sure to suck on the base of her neck, unknowingly finding Larissa’s weak spot instantly. “Smart girl. Make sure you use them darling. Mistress won’t stop unless you call red. This is the only warning I’ll give you.”

You could attest to that, there has only been a handful of times that you’ve needed to call red. Each and every time Regina switches from mistress to your Gina in seconds, the focus on aftercare. It didn’t matter when you called red, if she had came or not she would stop the second you felt unsafe. You knew of Regina’s past, the fact that she had been hurt most of her life lead her to doing everything in her power to be the best domme she could. Caring for you, ensuring you still loved her and felt safe with her was reassuring to her and helped prevent dom drops occurring.

Stuck in your own thoughts, you completely missed how the women moved to bed in the centre of the room and Larissa’s clothing was thrown on the floor. A sharp click of your mistress’s tongue regained your focus. “Pay attention pet, good girls get to cum. And you my dear are a very insubordinate kitten indeed. You will watch what you could’ve had. Remember she’s not here for your pleasure.” One thing you learnt quickly with Regina is she likes to make a statement. Punishments were designed to fit the crime but you could always call your safewords if needed. You’d be lying if you didn’t feel “red” sat on the tip of your tongue as you watched Regina strip the principal, push her down on the bed and crawl between her thighs. Yet deeper down, you knew you deserved this. Craved it. Maybe next time you would think twice before flirting with the server in the cafe. Maybe you would think before calling her “Queenie” and refusing to follow the rules that were there to protect you.

Your collar seemed wrapped around your throat in the way you wish was her hand. The symbolism of the crown weighing heavy on your neck, heart and mind. All you could do is kneel helplessly in the corner as Regina lapped at Larissa’s core like it was fine wine. Judging by the noises she was pulling from the blonde, you guessed she was working diligently to find what made Larissa break. The sight in front of you caused your slick heat to start coating your thighs. Everything was just so perfectly hot, so much so you fell into the trap of looking around the room. Anywhere but them. Only to be met with their reflections, the mirrors showcasing how Larissa coated your mistress’s lower face in arousal. The blondes eyes screwed shut as she fisted the simple bed covers in a hope to gain stability. Her hips rocking upwards to meet Regina’s eager tongue. The whimpers clawing their way from Larissa’s throat at your pathetic whines. A maddening torture, one you wanted to both end and last forever. A state of mind you would love to be in all the time in a more favourable position at least.

“Please. Your highness” Larissa gasped suddenly, it was clear she was hanging on the edge from the pleasure Regina bestowed on her. “Please what princess? Are you gonna cum for your queen?” The way Regina purred at Larissa could’ve made you cum there and then. In fact it almost did. “Please can I?” Larissa choked out as Regina went back to eating her out with renewed enthusiasm. The confirmation came from the brunette wrapping her lips around Larissa’s aching clit. “Thank you, thank you, thank you” Larissa cried as she rode out her first orgasm of the night. “So beautiful baby, catch your breath dear. We are only just beginning.”

Stalking her way over to you Regina seemed unphased at the mess you’d made of the rope and your thighs. Her fingers curling around your collar with a practiced ease, “filthy pet, did you see what you could’ve had? What good girls get?” To your credit you had enough decency to pull your eyes from the way Larissa’s chest heaved to your mistress. “Oh did my slut like mistress fucking our guest? Dirty girl. I bet you can cum just by watching us. We don’t need to waste time playing with a dirty whore do we?” Your eyes widened at the prospect of being ignored all night, “no please! Mistress I’m sorry! I’ll be good. I’m sorry please!”

“Up” she tutted pulling you by your collar to the bed, “head in her lap and ass up.” You knew what was coming. The predicable part of the punishment was always a spanking. You knew the consequences to your actions, what you didn’t know was the part Larissa would play. Instinctively, fingers threaded themselves into your hair, tugging slightly to adjust your position. The first hit felt like heaven. The perfect amount of stingy, pressure and force. “One mistress” you counted, following the rules with a natural ease. By the tenth spank, tears started to dappen Larissa’s thighs, your eyes squeezed shut every time Regina’s hand made contact with your now red ass and little whimpers of apologises between catching your breath. “All done for this part sweet girl. Breathe. Colour for me?” Regina always checked in after a punishment. “Green” you mumbled through shaky breaths before turning to your guest, “mistress?” Your unspoken words seemed to resonate with Larissa and she made sure to run her hands through your hair, “I’m green sweet girl, don’t you worry about me.”

“There’s my sweet little kitten” Regina smirked before starting to reposition everyone, you now lay on your back, Larissa crawling between your legs at the bottom of the bed while Regina straddle your stomach. “Play time darling, remember your rules okay? You don’t cum until mistress says you can. Your orgasms are mine kitten” Regina sternly reminded you before taking her rightful throne. “Put that mouth to good use pet” was all she offered before your mouth was smothered by her warm wet pussy. One thing about your mistress was she loved to sit on your face. The way you seemed to down in her arousal, fighting to please her always made her feel special. A queen deserves a good thrown. And that you are. You would’ve noticed Larissa grabbing the deep purple vibrator if she wasn’t suffocating you in the best ways.

You were so deep into your pussy drunk haze, needing to please your lover that you even missed the clicks of the toy turning on. The vibrations seemingly falling on deaf ears. Until they weren’t. Regina clicked her fingers once before the vibrator found your needy little clit with percussion. Your moans were muffled by the way Regina ground her hips down against your mouth, taking everything and leaving nothing behind. Every time you seemed to get sloppy with the way you were eating Regina put she would snap her fingers and the vibrations would stop. The first few times you protested by wiggling your hips, searching for more all while you couldn’t help but whine in protest, your orgasm so close yet so far from reach. A game you would not win. A quick slap of your thigh and a simple reprimand from the principle, “stop moving kitten, mistress won’t touch a disobedient whore” Larissa reminded you seeming entirely too happily following Regina’s rules and not bending them in sympathy for you. You knew better than being bratty in this situation. So you did everything you could, every trick in the book to get Regina off. Even the scrape of your teeth on her clit to push her over that edge. The reward was always worth the effort and maybe even the edging. Not that you would ever admit that to her.

As effortlessly as ever, Regina dismounted off your face as you greedily sucked in gulps of air with a pussy drunk smile on your face. “Think she’s ready dear?” Regina murmured to the blonde who just seemed in awe by your blissful state. It was clear you needed more. But knowing they had began to unravel you was filling her with pride. Seeing you like this made it impossible for her to ignore the dominant emotions sitting dormant in her. Larissa simply had to agree. You looked stunning in this moment, how would you look if you were fucked dumb?

Time was a concept you didn’t need in this moment in time, tongue trailing around your mouth, desperate to get more of Regina’s taste. You hardly noticed your arms being freed as you were rolled onto your stomach. “Kitten colour?” Larissa checked in this time laughing at the dopey smile and murmur of green mommy. Adorable. “Mommy? Huh? Is that what you wanna call her kitten?” Regina couldn’t help but chuckle at your nod. “We’ll ask her nicely then pet.”

“Mommy. Mistress. Wanna cum for you both. Please touch me” you mumbled, a pink blush settling on your cheeks. “Both of us?” Larissa whispered in shock but Regina knew your limits. “Such a greedy whore. Needing mistress and mommy to stuff you full?” You should be embarrassed about how quickly you started to beg for what was on offer but there was no shame. You wanted to cum and the idea of it being due to them both blew your mind. “Larissa darling, shall we?” One thing you didn’t know about the blonde was her shifting abilities. You knew of Regina’s powers, a common occurrence in your bedroom was for these to be but to use. So when both women stood there with hard cocks your jaw dropped. “What?” You dumbly questioned causing the woman to laugh. “Surprise kitten” Regina murmured moving to position herself near your mouth. “Make mistress proud baby and take everything we give you. Remember your signals my love, I intend to keep your mouth occupied.”

Occupied she did. Taking Regina’s full length was something you could now achieve after practice. Yet the idea of her weight on your tongue, the way the head of her dick would rub against your throat alongside your pussy being used too seemed to thrill you. Larissa was definitely bigger than your mistress judging by the way she pushed into your entrance. “Oh God she’s so tight” Larissa whimpered to Regina as she let you adjust to her size. “Mommy thinks our little girl has a tight little cunt kitten. Say thank you” Regina demanded and you followed with a rushed thank you. Regina’s hard shaft in front of your face had you almost drooling as you finally took her in your mouth. It took a few minutes for them to find a rhythm but once they did you thought you’d died and gone to heaven. Every thrust Larissa made, Regina drew out of your mouth only to thrust in again. The way you choked ever so sweetly around her while simultaneously trying to take more of Larissa in your core was a work of art. You came embarrassingly quickly on them. You milked Larissa for everything you had. Inner wall’s suffocating her shaft as you rode out the shocks of your orgasm. And every time you thought you were done for the night. They’d switch holes. Taking everything and more. At some point the pleasure slowly morphed into pain as you tapped Regina’s thigh three times.

Everything stopped. The atmosphere changed instantly, slowly both women removed themselves from you, rolled you onto your back and started to assess your needs. Larissa was up getting you water and something to snack on. Regina immediately taking you in her arms. “Such a pretty Kitty. Did so good for us baby. Such a sweet girl. Mistress is so proud of you baby. Such a good girl” she murmured over and over, her hands scratching at your head soothingly. The tremors were still rolling through your exhausted body when Larissa returned. “What can I do?” A simple question that meant the world to you. And a simple answer, “hold me mommy” you attempted to shuffle towards the blonde. “We will hold you baby. Water first my love. Have a snack and sip of water and then we can cuddle. We aren’t leaving you and you’re completely safe with us. Mommy will stay too, right my dear Larissa?” Regina’s words seemed to soothe you a little bit, but your big doe eyes were taking in Larissa’s every reaction, almost as if you expected her disappear. “There is no where else I would rather be right now” Larissa reassured you before moving to slot you between herself and Regina. She’d stay as long as either of you needed her too.

Word count~ 3429

[seancekitsch]

Can’t Stand Me Now; a modern Aegon x Stark! reader fic

CHAPTER TWO: Everything is Embarrassing

Y/N Stark and Aegon Targaryen. Aegon Targaryen and Y/N Stark. Inseparable since both eldest children met at Kings Landing University, until they weren’t. One night of drunken passion ruins it all.

Five years later, Aegon is coming off a broken engagement to Larissa Lannister and sends a risky Instagram DM to none other than Y/n Stark.

series masterlist here

warnings for the series: smut, smoking, drinking, friends to strangers to lovers, angst, fluff, more to come as needed

You wake up at dawn, shades nonexistent over the large window that covers most of the wall in Aegon’s living room. It’s warm, cozy, and genuinely you consider going back to sleep. The hangover has yet to hit you, but you know it will as soon as you’re vertical, so you stretch from your spot laying sprawled across the couch. Only, a disgruntled meow stops you from raising your arms too much. 

“Oh, Sunfyre!” you whisper, “I’m so sorry, little man, I wake you?”

The massive orange furball responds with his own stretching, but then very quickly gets himself comfortable again, purring next to your face as he settles back in to sleep. You reach for him to wrap an arm around him, kissing his little kitty shoulder blade as he relaxes on the pillow. It breaks your heart, knowing he still settles in with you after all this. He had barely been a year when it all went down, and yet he still snuggled up to you as if just yesterday you were calling yourself his mum and carrying him around Aegon’s flat like a baby to show him things on the high shelves he had never seen. You wish you had seen his terrible twos, wish you had seen the slow transition from the still kitten shaped thing he was to this adult long-haired house lion. 

A snore from the other room breaks the spell. It’s then that you remember the full gravity of where you are. Where the hell even were you? Where was Aegon living these days?

You’re extremely careful in untangling yourself from Sunfyre, who makes displeased little noises but does not lift his head up again. You roll yourself off of the couch, thankful of socks hitting carpet not making a noise. Sunfyre looks so cute, you cannot help but press another kiss to his forehead as you shove your feet into your shoes from last night. Your discarded jacket gets slung over your shoulder as you very carefully undo the lock on the door and slip through it with as little noise possible.

Success. Avoidance at its finest. You all but run down to the street below, happy to meet the bright sun, despite the fact that it makes you feel like your eyeballs are about to pop like warm grapes. There’s that hangover, immediately in full swing as the street air hits you. You almost curl inward on yourself, your jacket and purse clutched tight to your ribcage as you survey your surroundings in the daylight. Right, you remember looking for the stop last night. Four stops north of yours, easy peasy. Your feet guide you down to the track, and your body autopilots you home.

Unfortunately, you realize as you look at a dying phone, you’re going to have to miss class with Sara. She’ll no doubt be bitching about it later when you’re both working at the shop. She works there, more or less, as a way to just spend time with you. Sara doesn’t need the money, as your father still pays her credit card. He’s always done that for Sara, whether it be out of love for the baby of the family or guilt, he’ll never say.

You don’t know if you should even say it, but the parentage of yourself and your siblings has been a long speculated question. Yourself, the eldest, looks a lot like Dad’s secretary, but you are Mother’s favorite. Cregan is definitely Mother’s, because she spent your entire childhood complaining about his pregnancy. Sara you both knew was from an affair, Mom having moved into the ski cabin when Dad brought her home, but still she opened her arms to your baby sister and that was that. Aegon’s family is maybe the only one you’ve met that’s more dysfunctional than yours. Maybe money breeds it, you have to think, and maybe that’s why the thought of taking any of the Stark family fortune after university makes you feel sick and exhausted. Maybe that’s why you won’t go home, even though the past five years despite all of your successes have had you running from a southern ghost.

Your shop opens on Saturday’s around noon, which means that you have plenty of time.

You shower, shave, grab a sugar free redbull from the rack you have dedicated for them in your fridge, you water plants. Everything to mimic the behavior of someone who doesn’t have a raging hangover.

And as eleven rolls around, you almost forget the circumstances of your morning, as if it never happened. Today could be salvaged, and everything could seem normal.

You can tell the exact moment that he wakes up, though, because your phone practically becomes a bomb in your palm. He calls, incessantly, unrelentingly, constantly. You let the call miss six times, a tiny act of revenge against him. It feels petty, but you don’t owe him the twinge of guilt. If anything, he owes you everything.

“What?” you finally answer on the seventh call, hoping that if he hears you’re awake and angry, he can finally stop calling.

“You’re gone!” he exclaims, strain evident in his voice, “You’ve gone… where?”

You roll your eyes. Did he really expect you to stay?

“I went home, Targaryen,” you spit his name like a curse, “You made sure I was safe and I thank you for that but really whatever game you’re playing I don’t want to play.”

You sigh, putting it on speaker phone so you can rest your face in your hands, leaning against the counter as frustration brings back your headache. A dull throbbing that Aegon has created within you.

“I’m not playing any game.”

“You text me like a fuckboy.”

“I text everyone like a fuckboy.”

Ugh, he’s impossible.

“I really really want to talk to you.”

“Speak!” you nearly shout, growing increasingly annoyed.

“It’s not something that we should do over the phone, it’s important. I don’t want us to stay apart,” he says, his voice sounding watery and stressed on the other end. Is he fucking kidding? The ache turns red, until it’s all you can see in your anger. His family may say they are fire made flesh, but they are nothing compared to you in this moment.

“I’ve had to get along without you for five years now,” You seethe into the phone, frustration making your face hot, “I think I can continue the trend.”

“But I can’t —“ you hang up while he’s mid response, and tears flow instantaneously. You wipe tears away, breathe deeply, and decide that you will not let the backslide happen, you will not let Aegon in just to abandon you again. You will not be vulnerable, not if you can help it. You feel as if you’ve already let enough show. Between last night and today, you’ve given too much away. If you were smart and unfeeling, you would have easily blocked his message without reading it and you would not have been too hungover to go to barre class this morning.

However, you are probably only smart, and very often feelings cloud your judgement. If your father, or Cregan were here, they’d say it was because of the south’s influence on you. Far and few Weirwood trees grow down here, and they’d claim it’s your lack of connection to the Old Gods that makes you so brash and conflicted. And maybe they’re right, you think for a brief second. Aegon has always clouded your mind and judgement, though you always liked it that way. Any ‘me’ became ‘we’, and that’s went for professional as well as personal endeavors; from internships to party hosting to a very long string of failed relationships. He would get fired, his parents would attempt to cut him off, he would fight (sometimes even physically) with his siblings and cousins, he’d get dumped, and you’d be there patching him up and helping him dress for interviews. He’d accidentally scare away suitors, you’d get turned down for loans, complain endlessly about your flat, and he’d come over and hold you and help you think of business strategies and help you take your mind off guys while ordering take out on his own dad’s card. You never saw anything as a failure, though, because you and Aegon were always cleaning up after each other.

You sigh as you throw your phone down on the counter, shoving your hands in your jackets pockets to retrieve your keys and wallet so you can transfer them to your purse for work. Only, your left hand touches something that is very much not either thing you need.

You pull it out slowly, a polaroid picture, one thats been bent up.

Aegon's smiling at you in the picture again, this one a subdued, almost thoughtful smile. You're holding a bottle of champagne next to him, winking at the camera. The two of you are surrounded by boxes and candles; The night he helped you move into your first flat you had saved money for. Mr. Cole had taken the picture, a quick snap after a long day of unloading one of the Targaryen vans. Aegon had slept over that night, despite the face that you only had a mattress with no bed frame.

There’s marker on the back, faded pink sharpie that says, in Aegon’s sloppy scrawl:

FAVORITE ONE

When you turn it over again, you finally let yourself feel the emotion you’ve been trying to avoid. You let yourself do what you never wanted to do again.

You admit to yourself that you miss Aegon, more than anything, and sob.

“Guess what I’ve got!” 

Aegon’s voice booms across the apartment, still echoing from the lack of rugs or furniture, no where for the sound to go but bounce off the walls and ceiling. Your head jerks up from where you’re digging in a box, only to find him in the doorway blocking your exit. He’s clad in short green velvet shorts, a grey sweater vest with nothing underneath, and the disgustingly dirty Converse you’d tried to throw out multiple times. And in his hand… fuck. Two squirt guns, shaped like penises. Right, you should have known that instead of helping his butler with your boxes that were in a van, he was going into the sex shop below your flat. It wasn’t an idea set up, but it’s the biggest flat that fits your budget, and at this point in college you rather die than call up dear old dad for some money. Hell, maybe you’ll even apply to the shop below for some extra throw around. 

“No,” you gasp, already knowing what he’s doing. He tosses one of them your way, and by the way it clatters next to you, it’s clear that it’s full. Oh, it’s on. Aegon shoots, cold water hitting you between the eyes. 

“First blood!” he shouts, and you spring into action giving chase behind him. The two of you tear through the small flat, jumping over boxes and behind chairs to dodge the attacks.  Aegon tries to think ahead, bolting down the hallway to where your bedroom and bathroom are, still not set up minus a shower curtain and a bare mattress. You grab him by his vest, trying to slam him into the wall to slow him down.

You fully intend to take him out execution style. He falls sideways, catching himself against the door frame to your bathroom, taking one knee down as you move to the opposite door way. You stand there, penis gun gripped in both hands. Aegon holds both of his hands up in mock defeat, the trigger of the water gun hanging on his pinky. He smiles up at you sheepishly, his hair a mess and water running down the side of his cheek. You lower your gun, right between his eyes.

“Do you admit defeat to the northern forces, M’Lord?” you ask him, putting on a voice you think one of your warrior ancestors would have. 

“I…. I…” he draws out, and then springs, leaping at you. His arms circle around your middle as he pushes you back through your bedroom door. You land hard on the mattress, the springs squeaking as you bounce onto it. Aegon jumps on top of you, messing up your hair and play wrestling you as if you were one of his brothers.

“You fucking asshole!” you shout, but you’re giggling as you play slap at his back and relax into the grip. He stops only when he gets comfy on the mattress, slumping against it and bringing you with him in a weird half cuddle pile of a position. 

He drops his head against your chest and squeezes you, sighing as he does. 

“Promise me nothing changes, yeah?” he asks, sadness seeping into his tone. 

“Age, I’m only gonna be two stops away now, its not like I’m moving back to Winterfell,” you laugh, but your hand comes up to comfort him, caressing his damp hair. Neither of you move until his stomach grumbles, and you push him off you. 

“Pub?” you ask.

“Pub.” he confirms, water guns and boxes already forgotten as he helps you back up. 

Everything was that easy with Aegon.

An hour later, you find yourself in the back office of your shop, Sara up front and tending to customers. Your eyes are still a little puffy and red, but it’s nothing that a little incense and eyeliner cannot make an excuse for. When Sara had seen your face, she decided not to bitch at you for ditching her this morning, instead opting for the normal Saturday routine. You owe her at least two coffees and a bottle of wine for not making you talk about it.

Saturday is always a fun day, bustling sidewalks and people stopping in big groups, the brunchers making large purchases fueled by mimosas and bloody mary’s that help keep the lights on. You always take the post-brunch rush to review and pack online purchases, as Sara is lovely with the trendy college crowd and makes astronomical sales. You swear that she should go the influencer route, her charm and poise her strongest suit and clearly endearing her to everyone. 

Order packaging is much more your speed. It’s a methodical, almost mindless task. You have all of your designs organized perfectly, so each order is simply pulling items from their designated little slot on the wall. Everything lined up like an old school mail organizer, custom dark wood shelves holding every piece arranged by size and color in specific labeled slots. You've taught yourself to love monotony.

You pull and package seven orders before one of them gives you pause.

First off, it’s over eight hundred golden dragons. Thats more than half of your flat’s rent. Its all men’s clothing: a black tunic, a bespoke blazer with a gold chain slipped through the lapel and connecting into the pocket, multiple pairs of chino pants, and your favorite thing you’ve designed, a gold duster that goes over the middle and ring finger designed to look like the snapping upper jaw of a dragon’s mouth. 

This’ll be a fun one, you think, grabbing your basket and kicking over your step stool to get started.

It’s the special instructions memo on the order that makes you freeze, and you read it once, two times, three times. 

“You won’t let me talk, so let the money talk instead.”

This is Aegon’s order. Aegon will be wearing these clothes. Your designs, some of which he had even watched you draft. 

You can’t help but laugh as you shake your head at that. Same old Aegon, same old humor. His charms always worked on you. You could never say no to each other, no matter what. You keep staring at the message, wanting to reply with something snarky, wanting to do something to egg him on like old times. You realize now how large of a hole his departure left in you. It was cavernous, really, and you’d never noticed it until now. You click on his email address, fingers hovering over the keyboard.The shaking of your hands stops you, though. 

It really is too easy to fall into old habits. 

[rippersz]

𝙲𝚊𝚝!𝙻𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚆𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜:

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These are my opinions! If you don’t agree, then add your own headcanons! The idea is taken from the mind of @masscared-star and their thoughts on feline Larissa Weems.

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Kitty Cat Larissa Weems is a white Turkish Angora feline. One of the fluffy ones with the thicker neck fur and ear tufts. Her tail widens toward the end and is very soft of course. Every part of her is soft.

Her teeth are very sharp. They’re still in human alignment, but the incisors and canines are obviously more cat-like. The premolars and molars, toward the back of her jaw, have more sharp edges. So she doesn’t hurt herself, her tongue rests in her mouth differently and has a very weird texture. It’s in between human, soft, and the feline, rougher and tougher.

Her pupils CAN turn into slits. Her ears CAN twitch and swivel and flatten. Her tail CAN swish swish swish. She also has a habit of stalking without realizing - walking with swinging hips and one foot in front of the other like that of a model.

She has PERFECT balance. Despite her height and stature, she will not fall. And if she does, she shall be graceful about it.

Heightened senses of course. She has an excellent sense of smell. Her eyes, however, function like a human���s. She can see all colors and has an innate sense of where things are so there’s no ‘bumping into things’ unless she’s somehow dizzy. BUT she CAN see in the dark. Built-in night vision. No hiding from her at night.

Ear scritches. Yes, ma’am. Scratch her behind the ears, be careful of her hair, and she will push into your hand without even thinking. It’s very comforting for her and sends lovely little shivers down her spine. Same with the base of her tail. She won’t respond in the same… interesting manner as a cat’s, but she will let her tail curl around your wrist or your waist. She has a lot of control over it.

PURRING. PURRRRINGGG SOMETHING IS PURRINNNGGG AND IT’S LARISSA WEEMS LMAO. She will purr whenever she is content. Head on your lap while reading. Eating a lovely little meal with you in deep candlelight. She keeps it low and soft when she’s in public, happy and proud of her staff and students, but otherwise lets herself purr as loudly as she wants when with you. - Larissa also has the ability to let out little ‘mrrow!’ chirping kitty sounds when she’s excited. If you show up with lunch for her one day and she’s not expecting you, she’ll perk up and the sound will leave her chest without any restraint. She will be embarrassed about it. You will laugh and she will be embarrassed and then when you give her a little kiss, she will purposefully nick your lip and you will go ow!! and she will go 'Gotcha.'

Showering…. hissss….. She loves showers so much, she does, because they are warm and she likes warmth, but they are also annoying. The pitter patter on her ears can irritate her, so she indulges in baths more. It gives her control over the touches on her ears and she actually enjoys grooming the parts of her that are feline. Although, if you headcanon that she has a proper cat form, she will not like water as much.

Her nails are sharp. She can’t help it. They’re painted red, yes, and they can be sheathed and unsheathed (like Enid’s, yes), but she tries to be gentle with them. When she’s angry or frightened, they shoot out - so just be careful.

Her precious soft ears are pierced, near the base by her head on the outsides, but those areas are sensitive. Not sensitive like ooooo but sensitive like ow please don’t squeeze there. She mainly wears pearls in those spots, because she likes the sparkle, but little golden hoops make the occasional appearance as well. - She does not like bows or things being placed around her ears though. Chances are she will not like extra accessories there. And she DOES NOT APPRECIATE YOU TRYING TO TURN THEM INSIDE OUT BECAUSE IT LOOKS FUNNY. You did it once and you have the nicks on your hands to show it. Worth the laugh though.

She hisses beneath her breath when irritated. A popping sort of hiss that rumbles from her throat and is often heard in the quiet of her office.

She’s quick. Crazy quick. It seems impossible but it isn’t.

LOUNGING. BASKING IN THE SUN. LOUNGING AND BASKING. MMMM SUNLIGHT. She will lay across her chaise and she will soak in the rays through the windows and she will turn around in her desk chair and just sit there until she nearly falls asleep. No, it’s not very productive, but if she doesn’t get her daily sunlight, she will be a little bit down. If you find her taking a midday rest on the weekend, full body facing the sun that filters through onto the bed, no you don’t. Don’t disturb her. Leave her be, purring away happily.

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:3 - Rip x

[pupsmailbox]

SIMILAR TO KATJA︰ aideen. aleksei. alexander. amada. anastasia. anja. annika. anya. apollinariya. aria. beatrix. blaž. dania. darian. declan. dierk. dmitri. domen. elisha. engel. evanna. evonne. graciela. greta. idina. jaka. jan. jani. jayti. jure. kadija. karny. katalynna. katashi. kateisha. katerina. katheryne. kathiucia. katia. katoka. katrien. katsu. katsuki. katsuko. katsuo. katsuye. katya. katz. kayteequa. kaytie. kazutaka. keara. kearston. keats. keira. kestrel. ketaki. khadejah. khadiga. khadija. khatijah. kitoko. kodjo. lakisha. liam. lidia. liesel. lora. lovro. lucija. maja. malena. mariela. marika. matej. mateja. matic. matija. maša. moriah. nathalia. nikolai. oliver. olivia. owen. petra. rein. rion. romina. rozena. sabella. sarina. sascha. scarlett. sebastian. shou. siegbert. slavka. tadej. tanja. tatiana. tiz. urška. valéry. violet. vivienna.

AND MORE︰ ⭐

SIMILAR TO KATYA︰ adore. aileen. aimée. aja. alaska. aleksandr. alex. alexander. amelia. amina. anastasia. andrey. anya. aria. armani. athena. aurora. caia. calista. cara. carissa. carla. catarina. celia. celina. charlotte. dahlia. danica. daria. davina. declan. dima. edmund. eleanor. eliza. emiliana. fedor. felicie. genevieve. george. giovanna. gisele. halia. irina. jania. julietta. kaede. kaethe. kahlia. kaida. kaito. kalia. kara. karla. kashiti. kassidy. kate. katerina. katet. kathy. katia. katie. katy. kayode. kazuhito. kazuto. keith. keitha. keto. keturah. kida. kiet. kita. kitt. kitty. klara. koda. kody. koit. kolya. kota. koto. kouta. kwadwo. lara. larissa. liam. liliya. louis. marinette. melina. mila. mirabella. misha. nadia. natasha. nikita. nikolai. nitz. oliver. olivia. owen. petya. rossette. salian. samuel. samya. sasha. scarlett. sebastian. sergey. sophia. tahlia. talia. talya. tania. tanya. tatiana. tolik. tweedle. valérie. vladimir. yesenia.

AND MORE︰ ⭐ 🐶 🪐 🍖

[cordeliasdarling]

My kitty says Larissa Weems is coming back for s2

[orange-demons-deactivated2024]

The VAs behind Avatar's voice

I was playing World Tour and for some reason I never really put too much thought into my Avatar's voice, and who the ENG VA was.

And it got me thinking about the other Avatar's voices that made an appearance, and who they were. Surprisingly, I have heard the Eng VAs in different medias before.

Hopefully, this can help people hear what their OCs sound like, instead of hearing bits and pieces from the game.

1. Voice 1 Age (Juvinelle) Tone (High) - Zach Aguilar

They voice Tanjiro Kamado (Demon Slayer), Arthur Pendragon (Seven Deadly Sins), David (CyberPunk: Edgerunners), Genos (One Punch Man), Colt (Hunter x Hunter), Koichi (JJBA Diamond is Unbreakable), Expresso Cookie (Last Cookie Standing) etc.

2. Voice 2 Age (Young) Tone (High) - Xanthe Huynh

They voice Alluka Zoldyck (Hunter x Hunter), Marianne von Edmund (Fire Emblem Warriors: Three Hopes), Nadja Liones (The Seven Deadly Sins: Dragon's Judgement), Ui Hirasawa (K-ON!!), Sachi (Sword Art Online), Meiko "Menma" Honma (Anohana) etc.

3. Voice 3 Age (Young) Tone (Normal) - KIMO Leopoldo

Made a separate post for KIMO here.

4. Voice 4 Age (Young) Tone (High) - Kimberly Woods

They voice Hinaki Ubuyashiki and Naho Takada (Demon Slayer), Marisa (Eiyuden Chronicle: Hundred Heroes), Shard (X-Men '97), Little Sister Machine and No. 4 (Nier: Automata Ver1.1a), Hassan of the Serenity (Fate/Grand Order The Movie Divine Realm of the Round Table) etc.

5. Voice 5 Age (Young) Tone (Deep) - J. Michael Tatum

They voice Kyoya Otori (Ouran High School Host Club), Scar (Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood), France (Hetalia), Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler), Nagi Kengamine/Owl (Deadman Wonderland), Tomoe (Kamisama Kiss), Erwin Smith (Attack on Titan) etc.

I definitely recommend checking him out, he voices a lot of characters I didn't even know were the same person.

6. Voice 6 Age (Young) Tone (Normal) - Amber Lee Connors

They voice B. Jenet (Fatal Fury), Rye Cookie (Last Cookie Standing), Sachiko Juraku (Kakeguri Twin), Kurumi Saijo (Wonder Edd Priority), Pieck Finger/Cart Titan (Attack on Titan), Mei Mei and Nagi Yoshino (Jujutsu Kaisen), Furina (Genshin Impact), Miki Kawai (A Silent Voice) etc.

7. Voice 7 Age (Young) Tone (Deep) - John Patneaude

They voice Quatre Salision (The Legend of Heroes: Trails through Daybreak), Renault (Unicorn Overlord), Rei (Pokemon Masters), and Arlott (Mobile Legends: Bang Bang).

8. Voice 8 Age (Young) Tone (Normal) - Dawn M. Bennett

They voice Juvia Loxar (Fairy Tail), Sister Lily (Black Clover), Frieda Reiss (Attack on Titan), Setsuna Tokage / Lizardy (My Hero Academia), Yukong (Honkai: Star Rail), Charlotte Smoothie, Poppy, Olive, Kairen, Elmy (One Piece) etc.

9. Voice 9 Age (Young) Tone (High) - Alejandro Saab

They voice Kaigaku (Demon Slayer), Leon (Pokemon Journey), Cyno (Genshin Impact), Izumi Miyamura (Horimiya), Yukio Kasamatsu (Kuroko's Basket), Macaque (Monkie Kid), Terunori Kuga (Food Wars!), Haru Kohno, Masamichi, Gozo Murobuchi (Kengan Ashura) etc.

10. Voice 10 Age (Young) Tone (High) - Ryan Bartley

I use this one! :0

They voice Komugi (Hunter x Hunter), Tsubomi Takane (Mob Psycho 100), Pompompurin (Hello Kitty and Friends Supercute Adventures), Ram (Re:Zero), Rei Ayanami (Neon Genesis Evangelion) and so much more.

11. Voice 11 Age (Mature) Tone (Deep) - Jordan Reynolds

They Voice Siegfried (Granblue Fantasy), Ludociel (Seven Deadly Sins), Tiziano and Carne (JJBA: Golden Wind), Ingo (Pokemon Masters), Jin Wong (Astral Chain) etc.

12. Voice 12 Age (Mature) Tone (Normal) - Larissa Gallagher

They voice Lagoona Blue (Monster High), Bluebird (Steven Universe: Future), Lola Michisato (Komi Can't Communicate), Fine (Vampire in the Garden), Miss Pastel, Koala Princess, Demon Queenie, Sara (OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes) etc.

13. Voice 13 Age (Mature) Tone (Deep) - Jason Marnocha

They voice Kirin Jodo (Mob Psycho 100), Demon King (Seven Deadly Sins), Olaf and Haldor (Vinland Saga), Katana man (Chainsaw Man). Charlotte Oven (0ne Piece), Keicho Nijimura (JJBA: Diamond is Unbreakable) etc.

14. Voice 14 Age (Mature) Tone (Deep) - PJ Mattson

They voice Baiken (Guilty Gear Strive). Herta (Honkai: Star Raill), Catwoman / Selina Kyle (Mortal Kombat vs DC), Cheer Bear (Care Bears), Locksley Longhair and Ferns (Barbie: Dreamtopia), etc.

15. Voice 15 Age (Mature) Tone (Deep) - Doug Stone

They voice Hugh Islands and Grandfather Bernadotte (Hellsing Ultimate), Psycho Mantis (Metal Gear Solid), Lin (Ghost in the Shell), Dr. Kuseno (One Punch Man) Adolf and Foss (Berserk), Gorm (Vinland Saga) Gilbert Pronislav and Duke Aegir (Fire Emblem) etc.

16. Voice 16 Age (Mature) Tone (Normal) - Ellyn Stern

They voice Masaki Kurosaki (Bleach), Okumoto (Belle), Haraway (Ghost in the Shell), Veronica Vera (Shadow Hearts: Covenant), Tomiko (Hajime no Ippo), Okami (Skip Beat!) Agatha (Pokemon Generations) etc.

[myzzjolanda]

Welpz, I finished something.

I'm sorry if it's weird, I'm sorry for mistakes, English isn't my first language, bladiebladiebla. I'm just tired, wrote this in just over an hour because I wanted it written. It's cute at least. I guess.

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KITTY

Show: Wednesday

Wordcount: 1776

Warnings: slight mentions of horror I guess?

Pairing: platonic Larissa Weems x reader

Enjoy!

It had been an increddible long day. An incredible long week even. Flu-season started, so on top of her normal workload, Larissa had to make sure classes of 3 different teachers were covered since they got ill as well, the heating system failed last Tuesday ánd Wednesday and on top of that, she had to pick up Wednesday Adams from the police station today. “Breaking into the curch? On broad daylight? What wére you thinking, miss Adams?”, she asked the girl angrily when they got to the car. She closed the door a bit too hard. Who can blame me, she thought; it’s Friday. I just wanted to get to bed after classes ended. “I was just testing a theory.”, the girl answered. Despite being angry, Larissa couldn’t resist being curious. “Theory? What kind of nonsense-theory did you want to tesr now?”, she answered impatiently when she started the car. “You know that Maria statue? I've been told that when the sun shines on her face in a right way at certain times, some discoulorations make it look like she’s crying blood. I wanted to see that for myself.”. Larissa shuddered. “That’s the… weirdest story I’ve heard in a while. Especially since you decided to break into the church for it! I wont accept such nonsense, you’ll meet at the church tomorrow morning at 8:30, as we have promised the curch and the police, so that you can help clean up the mess!”.

When Larissa entered her rooms next to her office an hour later, she leaned against the door and closed her eyes first. She sighed and put her face into her hands. “that was embarrasing…”, she whispered. She walked to her chair and took of her coat and shoes. She sat down for a moment. She still had so much to do, but she felt tired. So tired… She didn’t have much time to sleep this week. Not even to relax. Although all problems were fixed quite well and quickly, she still felt quite stressed. Larissa felt her lower lip tremble a bit. Perhaps just a little nap? She walked to her bedroom. A little nappy wouldn’t hurt anyonr. She had been quite big this week, she deserved it. She didn’t even bother changing or removing her make-up. When she hid under her blankets, Larissa her arms automatically reached out for Kitty. But now… Larissa’s eyes were wide open immediatly. “Kitty?”. Her lower lip trembled again and her eyes started to water. “Where’s my Kitty?”

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When the last students of your class left, you burried your face in your hands. It was flu-season, and you surely felt like you almost had the flu. Your head hurt, your throat hurt, your face hurt, everything hurt. Slowly, you packed your stuff. You wanted to go to sleep quickly, but you first had to go to Larissa first. You promised her to go to town together tomorrow, but feeling as you did, it wasn’t a good idea to go out tomorrow. You walked to Larissa’s classroom first, since that was closer to your classroom than her office. It was still open, but it was empty. Except… for a black kitten plushy on Larissa’s desk? She walked to the plushy and picked it up. There wasn’t a name or anything on it. You decided to bring it with you to Larissa her office, since she could tell you who the plushy belonged to. When you knew, you could return it.

Luckily, the walk to Larissa’s office was short, since you started to feel tired from walking already. You knocked on her door. And waited. And knocked again. You frowned. It was Friday afternoon. Larissa never had any appointments at this time… had she? You heard footsteps behind you. “She just had to pick up Wednesday from the policestation”, you heard Vlad say. “oh! Of course.”, you said. You looked at him and gave him a small smile. “thanks.”

When you were in your rooms, you raised the plushy to eyelevel. “oh, what to do with you?”, you said to the plushy. You frowned a bit. Eventually, you decided to make a picture with it and send iy to Larissa, asking whose plushy it is and telling her you kept it safe untill the owner reclaimed it. When you sent the picture, you picked up the plushy again. “Well, wanna make some new friends for the time being? Come one, I’ve got some cute friends for you!”, you said enthousasticly. Although you felt quite sick, the thought of your own plushies made you quite happy. “Look, I got a guard bear over there, from my visit to London, he protects everyone… and look! My me to you bears, they are cute and fluffy, and that big brown bear over there I got from my uncle when I was two… I think you’ll fit in his lap quite well!”, you told the plushy quite happily. You jawned. You were really tired. “wait for me when you want to sleep. I’mma get changed. I need a nappy!”, you told your plushies and the new kitten. When you crawled under the blankets a few minutes later, you fell asleep almost immediatly.

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Larissa paced around in her office worried. What happened to Kitty? She had brought her to her classroom that day, simply because she didn’t trust the new cleaner. What if she decided to steal her Kitty, or just throw her away? Larissa was nervous about bringing her plushy, since the chance of anyone finding out she had a plushy or the fact that she could lose her was too big to her, but she wasn’t letting her in her rooms with that mean cleaner. But after class, she got a call that Wednesday was arrested again and she had to run to the policestation to pick her up, and she couldn’t remember what she had done with her plushy. She remember rushing to pack her stuff, but Kitty wasn’t in her bag, so Kitty must’ve been still in the classroom. But when she went to her classroom, Kitty wasn’t there either.

Larissa started to panick. Were was her Kitty? Was she alone? Was she scared? Who knew. She wanted to call you about it. Ask for your help finding her. But she was scared of your reaction, since you didn’t know about her Kitty yet and het normaly perfect make-up was ruined from the crying and tantrums she had because she couldn’t find Kitty anywhere. She looked at her phone on her desk, doubting if she should call you or not. Precisely at that moment, her screen lit up. Slightly suprised, she walked to her phone. It was a message from you, with a picture of –

“KITTY!”, Larissa almost yelled out hapily. “Hey Riss, I found this cute plushy in your classroom, do you know whom it belongs to? Can you tell them I bring it to my room and that they can pick it up there?”, she read aloud softly. She had do read the message multiple times before the realisation came her plushy was safe. “She’s save, she’s save, she’s save!”, Larissa almost sang when jumping around in her room. “But know I have to tell y/n that the plushy is mine.”. Now, Larissa frowned a bit. “oh well, she wouldn’t mind I guess. And if she does, I don’t care. I want my Kitty back.”. And with that, she quickly put on her shoes and walked to your room.

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You quickly woke up from a knock on your door. You looked at the time on your phone. “Oh shit, 9 already!”, you mumbled. You stumbled the door and saw Larissa standing there. She looked like a complete mess. “Larissa? Come in, are you okay? You look like you’ve been crying!” “Yes… Yes, I’m okay now, thank you.”. She stepped in. “Are yóú okay though? You sound horrible.” “Nah, I think I’ll have to cancel our plans for tomorrow. I’m afraid I cought a flu too. But tell me Riss, why have yoj been crying?”. Larissa opened her mouth to say something, and then closed it again. She played with a ring on her finger nervously. “The kitten plushy you found? That one is mine. I lost her. I got her ages ago and I grew fond of her, and then I thought I lost her for good because l couldn’t find her anywhere, and then I got upset because my Kitty is just the sweetest and I was so tired and I just wanted my Kitty and…” Larissa stopped talking. She looked at her feet nervously. “Ooh she’s yours! Don’t worry, I can understand you were scared!” “Do you? I’m certain you think I’m chidlish.”. You took her hand and almost pulled her to your bedroom. “No I don’t! Look, I got to show you something!”.

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When they walked into y/n’s bedroom, Larissa could feel her eyes get big. Her bed was full of cute plushies, and there, on the lap of a big brown bear was her Kitty. “Look Rissa, your Kitty wasn’t alone here! No reason to be scared!”. Y/n pulled Larissa closer to the bed. “Look, Bear was cuddling her. And Guardbeary protects all the plushies. And look! So much friends!”. Y/n sounded happy as a child, despite not feeling well. Larissa watched as she climbed under her blankets again. “Here, there’s your Kitty!”, y/n said, after which she grabbed a plushie to hold for herself. Larissa smiled softly and planted a kiss on Kitty’s head. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I wont ever lose you again.”. Larissa noticed y/n looking at her. “What?”, she asked her. “Do you sometimes feel little as well?”. Larissa thought about that for a moment. “Yes. Mostly when I’m alone with Kitty in my room. It works well with loneliness and stress…”. Y/n smiled. “it does, doesn’t it! Why do you think I collect plushies?”. Larissa giggled. Y/n was cute like this actually. In the middle of all her plushies. “Should I tuck you in, my sweet y/n? You’re still ill.” “Yes please! But who is going to tuck you in?”. Larissa thought about that for a moment. “Tonight I’m going to manage myself I guess. I got Kitty back as my support!”. Larissa smiled when she saw y/n immediatly grab for a plushy and close her eyes when she was fully tucked in. “Goodnight, Y/n.” “goodnight, Rissa. Don’t forget your Kitty.”. Larissa stood up and walked through the door. When she opened the door, she heard her name again. “Rissa? Can we have a playdate tomorrow? With our plushies?”. Larissa hugged her Kitty tighter hapily. “I’d love to.”.

[mysteriousmissweems]

Headcanon time again

Larissa rents the movie “Flow” one night, and Agatha and Binx are mesmerized by the kitty. She even tells Agatha, “The cat looks like you, Miss Aggie!”

[ilreleonewikiart]

inktober , day 22:

scratchy

Larissa and a playful kitty

Inspired by a scene that it will appear in the future chapters of my fic, "the doom in our blood comes back" on AO3.

[priest-gabriel]

Nya, hello! I heard you were accepting kitten applications? I'm a very nice and cute kitty, I don't bite! I love being pet and fed. I'll even meow for you in VC and even run errands for you! :3 Nya!

Love, Larissa! :3

Larissa I need help.

Last time I saw a cat it died in my arms and I still don't know why. Please contact me if you have any knowledge on why that happened. Thank you.

youre also not as good as the other two people on my roster.

[weemsfreak]

Oh look, a kitty!

Dang, kitty Rissa looks a bit angry. Perhaps we can entice her!

☕️🧁

Here you go kitty Riss!

She’s intrigued! Pss pss, come here kitty! Maybe this will help!

🍫🍪

Here you go kitty! You look hungry.

Oh shit! She’s a vampire kitty! You look more appetizing than the food you’re offering!

🩸🩸

This kitty is a menace to society, but you love her anyway ❤️

[v3nusxsky]

for the smut prompts number 3 pls i’ll love you forever🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Wildest dreams 18+

*Authors note~ happy Halloween guys! I would like to thank you all for following along with my first ever Kinktober! Enjoy guys, also @prettybuckybaby you should love me forever bc I added Bucky :)*

Trigger warnings~ Mistress kink daddy kink mommy kink sir kink? Oral sex sex toys Bucky x r, Larissa x r, lesso x r, Natasha x r, lesso x Wanda (punishment only) bondage blindfolds humiliation? Praise kink degrading kink Voyeurism, r getting shared around um smut ? Idk if it’s in need of anymore warnings

Prompt~ see ask

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“Leo! I’m sorry” you whined as the fiery red head continued to fix your bindings and place the extra thick blindfold over your eyes. “I simply don’t care Kitten, you earned this so you’ll shut up and take it like a pretty Kitty for your Mistress, or I’ll just cancel your surprise” she threatened making sure to attach the little vibe to your aching clit. “I’m sorry please, Leo I’ll be a good girl” you promised, but you both knew that it was an empty promise. When you get bored you tend to become bratty, and that was something Lesso loved. Putting her pretty Kitten back in her place was great stress relief. However, it being Halloween the Dean had a surprise lined up, but you’d have to take the punishment first.

Flicking the vibe on Lesso just watched as you thrashed against the bindings, “oh dear! I must have set it to high, my mistake” she taunted watching how your body was forced to be still. Your pleas and empty promises flowing from your mouth like a river had the red head desperately dipping a hand into her underwear to tease herself. “Quiet kitten, or you’ll not get to hear how turned on your Mistress is for you” was all that was needed to have you biting your lower lip to try and silence yourself. Being rewarded with her whimpers and groans of pleasure had your poor core practically leaking with need.

Leonora must have took pity on you as she turned the vibe off throwing it somewhere around the room before straddling your thigh. “You don’t mind if Mistress uses you kitten do you? You’ve got me awfully turned on, and it’s only right you fix it isn’t it? You wanna make me feel good right?” Her words we murmured right down your ear as you immediately agreed begging her to use you and take what she wants. Anything for her pleasure. “I just want to be a good Kitten for you, please let me help” you whined as the redhead began to rut her hips against your thigh, her panties adding the extra stimulation, aiding her to get to that edge faster, after all she is on a time crunch.

“I wanna hear your beg, beg for your Mistress to cover you in my cum, beg for me sweet girl” she groaned coming closer to the edge, but wanting to hear you say how badly you need her to cum. And that you did, like a good kitten you begged and pleaded until her warm cum was spread over your thigh. Moving off your thigh the red head informed you your guests of honour had arrived. “Leo? Guests? What’s happening Leo?” You whimpered only to be silenced with a kiss. “Ahh sweet girl, I read your book, and decided as a special treat to find these people. You took your punishment now here’s the next part. Let’s great them shall we?”

You lost count of how many people had now joined the room but by the gasps of want and desire you could tell this would be interesting. Your body bound and littered in your lovers marks was on full display now leaving your curiosity to run absolutely wild. “She’s a free slut for you all, nothing is off limits apart from her cumming. Her safe words is the traffic light system and a fist if she can’t freely talk, have fun” the red head command before growling “You however know what to do.”

Lesso had found your note book of pure porn without plot, a book featuring a variety of people that you knew didn’t even know of your existence. It was flattering really, you included her in every single story you wrote and she just knew she had to treat you to this. Something not even your wildest dreams would comprehend. After all it wasn’t hard to locate the Realms of these people.

Larissa was first, The schools for Goof and Evil having worked together recently meant she was already familiar with Lesso’s pet and was more than happy to play along, she found you rather adorable and well fuckable. Lesso explained your stories and Larissa immediately recognised what her students were calling “fanficton” that she had confiscated from some of the older students of Nevermore.

It was decided Larissa would play with you first, after all she has Nevermore to run. So it was no surprise to anyone really that Larissa crawled up your body to litter it with kisses of her own, praises flowing freely as she took in your body. “Such a pretty girl, mommy wants to sit on your face darling” she murmured before nipping at your neck. “Mistress?” You whimpered looking for the okay only to be treated with a harsh smack to your thigh, “do as your told kitten, don’t keep mommy waiting little slut.”

Larissa’s pillow like thighs settled either side of your head as she lowered her now exposed cunt to your awaiting tongue. “Oh good girl, such a good little girl” Larissa murmured as she began to grind her hips down against your mouth. “Pretty girl, they are all watching your pretty pussy flutter around nothing, you’re so good darling” Larissa mewled as you sucked on her clit forcing her to her orgasm quicker than she would’ve liked. “Fuck! Good fucking girl, right there Y/n. Oh fuck Leo she’s so perfect” Larissa complimented as she drenched your face in her juices. You carefully brought the woman back down so she could climb off your face and steal a kiss. She immediately took control and forced her tongue into your mouth effectively tasting herself on your tongue. “Mm so fucking sweet pretty girl, until the next time” she murmured leaving a kiss on your cheek before finding her original spot.

“Mistress, thank you-“ you whimpered but were cut off by the bed dipping by your bound foot. “Gonna be good doll?” A male voice sounded the room and you instantly knew who it was. “B-buck?” You whimpered causing Leonora to laugh, “oh kitten, you weren’t this shy in your stories, go ahead Bucky, fuck her.” See there was no need to get you ready, Larissa and lesso had done a good enough job of that and well, Bucky would be lying if he said he hadn’t been lazily stroking her hard cock to the sight of you being a whore. It was a massive turn on. Making quick work of applying a condom he settled himself between your spread legs. “Ready for me dolly?”

Lining himself up with your awaiting core he immediately slipped in, you letting out whimpers, a mix of pain and pleasure, at the stretch. “God Dolly you’re so tight! Does Mistress not fuck you well enough? Hmm?” He taunted setting a slow and steady rhythm. “You just needed Sir’s cock hmm? Lesso, look how cock dumb she is for me, might want to be carful or I’ll take the slut back with me.”

“Watch it Barnes” lesso growled, she was all for it, watching you be shared around, but you are hers. And that was clear. “Mistress is best- fuck oh god I - at fucking me” you attempted to get out amongst the moans he was pulling from you, the bulbous head of his dick bumping against your cervix, “Mistress, close please! Can I” you whimpered hoping she would take pity on you. “Pull out Bucky, she isn’t to cum” Lesso damned only to be met with a disgruntled noise from Bucky as he did as he was asked. There he stripped the rubber from his painful hard dick before crawling up the bed.

From there he got a good look at you, desperate and pouting at the denial. The feeling of his cock rubbing at your lips had you gasping in shock, just before he thrusted himself down your throat. “Suck on it dolly” he demanded as he fucked your face, forcing you to swallow every last drop of cum. Tears now leaked from the blindfold as you coughed and spluttered around his pulsating member. “Fucking whore likes choking on cock, I wonder” he panted pulling out from your swollen lips to place his large hands around your throat, “you look so much better with my hands around your throat doll.”

Bucky soon left the room leaving you so fucking desperate and yet no clue what would happen to you now. That’s when you heard the Russian accent. “Oh she’s so pretty, wands what are you doing” the Russian spat causing Wanda to whimper, fuck she’d been caught. Although they were here to play with you she was still very much Natasha’s submissive and this was her reward. One that she’d just lost. “Leonora, could you deal with that needy bitch of mine while I fuck this sweetheart to high heaven?” Oh fuck no, you struggled to free yourself from the bindings, Leonora is yours and you couldn’t get to her, Wanda being free and touchable had lesso agreeing knowing she was setting off your jealous rage.

Natasha’s black widow skills came in use as she skilfully undid the bindings to reposition you and quickly tied you back up. This time the blind fold was removed and you had full access to watch Wanda being caned by your lover as Natasha slotted herself underneath you and quickly entered you with one swift thrust of her faux cock. “Oh Dekta you’re still so tight even after all of that? Oh you poor girl, must wanna cum for daddy hmm?” The redheads taunting combined with the speed her thrusts and the hits Wanda was receiving was dizzying, you could see the other avenger beg for mercy and you knew how that would fall on deaf ears. “Daddy” Wanda sobbed causing Leonora to growl, “daddy is busy, it’s Mistress you should be focused on or are you that much of a slut all you can think about is daddy fucking my Kitten over there” lesso was never one to mince her words and it was clear that she was getting just as much power from punishing Wanda as Natasha was from punishing you. “Mistress. I’m close please please let me cum” you whimpered taking Natasha’s brutal thrusts. “So sensitive no more please.”

“Oh you’ll fucking take what daddy gives you my precious girl” she grunted giving you one harsh thrust before pulling you off her strap and calling over Wanda, “come here pup, she made a mess of my cock.” Wanda immediately crawling over to her lover and taking the strap deep in her throat moaning at the taste of your slick that was covering it. You were too far gone into your sub space to even register the rest, the need to have an orgasm being painfully obvious now.

Somehow, somewhere Natasha and Wanda left, Lesso informing you everyone but Larissa was staying over at the school for Evil tonight, but you weren’t leaving this room, they’d had their fun and she had hers, that was all that mattered. Undoing you from the bindings, the red head laid you on to the bed and subtly grabbed the small vibe from earlier and attached it to your overly sensitive clit. From there she decided to change her plan, the tears stained on your face were enough of a punishment so she situated herself so that she too could rut against the small vibrating toy.

“Mistress please please i need” you whined in coherently only to be silenced by a deep hungry kiss and the command to cum over her cunt. And that’s exactly what you did. You’d never came so hard in your life, drenching Lesso in cum as you squirted so hard you passed out from the pure pleasure. Seeing that had Lesso over the edge, she was now sensitive from teasing her self while the others fucked you, and truly she could see you all being friends. Maybe a repeat in the near future but for now she settled on cleaning you up and magically changing the sheets before bringing your unconscious body to lay on her chest.

Hands trailing through your hair as she cooed words of love and praise waiting for you to come back to her. “Come on sweet girl, come back to me my love.” You whimpered as the first thing you registered was your overstimulated pussy and the second being Leo. “Mmm did okay?” You mumbled, she knew the ways you were after a particularly fun night so she had everything ready. “So good sweetheart, come on have some water and then we can cuddle okay? You did so good and I’m so proud of how you handled your treat.” Drinking your water with simple encouragement and lots of praise you soon found yourself snuggled into your lover and sleepily mumbling, “m sorry you found the book and tonight but im only yours. I love you Leo” before promptly slipping back into the land of slumber

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[h-doodles]

the people have spoken, guess im taking advantage of the fact im gon be in bed for a while <3

[masscared-star]

kitty larissa and lucifer sketch☆

super busy lately and i have nothing to offer other than whatever these are. so take it🫂

[lumiroleplays]

(From my Larissa, @mysteriousmissweems) “Even though Agatha is a regular house cat, she carries herself with the same energy as Kitty.”

Morticia lets out a gentle laughter. "It's true... And honestly, she manages to boss him around quite well. He is such a bit softie..."