#meowing at you meowing at you meowing at you

[sooouth]

more texts with…. BOYFRIEND??!!? ryomen sukuna p1 // p2 (here!)

cw: suggestive. sukuna lactation mention LMAOO... usual sukuna shenanigans. not modern au nor trueform heian era but a secret third thing...

note: yall...... hes a cutie patootie fr. (he would decapitate me in a second but a boy can dream)

dividers by @saradika-graphics ˊᵕˋ

[allpiesforourown]

a liushen trope that is painfully hard to find is bai zhan peak lord liu qingge + qing jing peak lord shen jiu + qing jing disciple shen yuan.

imagine shen yuan being shen jiu's beloved head disciple. the one and only man that he does not hate. whenever shen yuan is off the peak he's moody and punishes people for the smallest things. that's his little meow meow, and just looking at shen yuans sweet face is enough to fight off a qi deviation.

when shen yuan goes into seclusion shen jiu is throwing up, threatening to kill people, crying at brothels, going insane. when shen yuan leaves the cultivation caves shen jiu is ECSTATIC and smiles for the first time in months. and that smile slowly freezes in place because he must be hallucinating right? because there's no way he's seeing his sweet beloved disciple after so long and he has that brute liu qingge hanging off his shoulder... right?

shen jiu's eye twitching as shen yuan explains to mu qingfang that he saved liu qingge from having a qi deviation. first of all WHY save him, second of all, why save HIM? his worse enemy ??? the bane of every peak lord meeting?? shen jiu HATES liu qingge

at least hes happy to have shen yuan back. but unfortunately he's not the only one, because a week later he opens the bamboo house to see liu qingge standing outside. and when shen jiu barks "what do you want!?" that bastard has the audacity to say "is shen yuan here" and then blush.

shen yuan hears screeching and then has to race outside to stop shen jiu actually trying to fucking murder another peak lord

[keplitz]

SORRY FOR THE @ ON EVERY PLATFORM BUT BWHANDNSF GIFT ANIMATIC FOR @superstar8bongos STARRING HIS SILLY EAPS MOON YAAAYYY JUMPS 4 JOY

[giuseppe-yuki]

Since franco is quite unhinged and not PR trained, I feel like his girlfriend would be equally as unhinged and unpredictable like an orange cat constantly doing stupid things like climbing on stupid things and doing funny stuff around the paddock and becoming a fan favourite duo of unpredictable and hilarious behaviour - especially in the fan zone

FRANCO’S POOR PR MANAGER!!!!!

picture credits from pinterest :)

“franco,” the disheveled looking woman snaps, a look of pure annoyance on her face. “tell your fucking cat to get down from those spare tires right now!

rolling his eyes, franco stops his laughter from looking at you prancing on tires and beckons you over.

leaping off the tower of rubber tires, you scamper over to his side, butting your head playfully against his leg. you couldn’t understand why you couldn’t have a little fun in the paddock though. it was media day, and those were soooo boring. his pr manager was a total killjoy. and besides, the fans loved you, so wouldn’t that be good for your boyfriend’s public image?

as if proving your point, the fans gathered around the fanzone squeal as you pad next to franco and his disgruntled pr manager.

while he stops momentarily to sign a few pieces of merch, you claw your way up his shoulder. the man getting his merch signed laughs, pointing his camera at your purring figure perched on franco.

“yeah, sorry, she does that sometimes,” you boyfriend remarks, recapping the pen and handing it back to the fan.

you grin at him, flashing your sharp cat canines at the camera. suddenly, an epic thought crosses your mind. what if you did a backflip off of franco’s shoulder and landed on the ground perfectly? that would be kind of cool.

gathering your wits, you leap off of your boyfriend and do two flips in the air before landing gently on your four paws. the fans in the fanzone erupt into cheers.

“ha!” your boyfriend laughs, pointing at you proudly leaping in circles on the ground. “simone biles who? make way for next big olympic gymnast!”

seeing the commotion, franco’s pr manager speeds over. “franco!” she hisses, dragging him away from the crowd. “you can not be saying that! we don’t want a bad public image from you slandering simone biles!”

“slandering???” franco says, in shock. “i was not slandering. i was merely making a comparison between her and my extraordinarily talented cat!”

you meow loudly, as if backing him up.

franco’s pr manager just pinches her nose and groans.

it’s not even ten minutes before you accidentally get yourself into trouble again.

a young fan sits on the sidewalk, talking animatedly to his mother, leaving his lunch open and inviting. hey, if he didn't want it, you’d gladly take it. you were pretty much starving after spending a good part of the day doing media duties with franco.

charging towards the open container, you take a huge bite of the contents, which turns out to be lasagna.

the boy turns around, eyes wide at seeing not only the orange cat eating his food, but also at franco colapinto jogging towards him.

“i-i-is this your cat?” he stutters out, blinking quickly at the sight in front of him, disbelieving.

“er, yes,” franco responds. scooting by the kid, he bends down and grabs you by the scruff of your neck, trying his best to separate you from the container of lasagna that you were trying your best to shove into your mouth at an ungodly speed.

the boy, seeing your actions, laughs. “she’s just like garfield!”

your boyfriend only successfully removes you from the container after you’ve devoured the entire piece of lasagna. “sorry buddy,” he says to the kid sheepishly, with your tomato-sauce covered body dangling from one hand. “i’ll give you a piece of merch to make up for the lasagna.”

still manhandling you with one hand, he uncaps a sharpie with his teeth and scribbles his signature on his own williams-branded jacket. he shrugs it off with a bit of difficulty before dumping it in the kid’s arms. the small fan ecstatically beams at franco, and thanks him profusely.

when your boyfriend squeezes by the crowd of people that were gathered to see the scene play out, he finds his pr manager standing with her arms crossed with a rather disappointed look on her face.

“did you even think before doing whatever that was?” she questions franco, simultaneously glaring at you.

when you give her a hiss of annoyance at reprimanding your boyfriend, she just about snaps.

“yeah, you’re done,” she say irritatedly. “franco, take yourself and your cat back into your driver’s room. you're grounded. both of you are prohibited from coming out for the next hour.”

you giggle inside. that’s a win for you, honestly. an hour with just yourself and franco? sounds like a great time to get into a little more mischief!

[obelisart]

Meow Are You? Surviving to Adulthood

[prettyandpadded]

Meow meow I carving a kitty on my punkin!! Carving pumpkins is super fun! What would you carve on yours?

[pleasantlycrazyworld]

hii i was wondering if you could do logan with reader that owns a cat and the cat acts JUST LIKE HIM and he cant stand it until reader points it out. thank you!!!!

I loved this request! I have my own little cat, so I wanted this to be as well written as possible. I'm sorry it took so long to be posted. I hope you like it! If you do, please like, comment, and reblog! It really helps me with motivation to keep posting on here <3

This is my kitten rocket 🤭

Logan was never afraid to meet anyone in your life. He had met your friends and family; he met your colleagues and even your old roommate, but for some reason, everyone is telling him he should be afraid to meet your cat.

Logan can remember every warning he got from the people in your life when they found out he hadn't met your cat yet. "Oh, that's her baby" "Oh he has brought a lot of joy into her life since she found him, he really is her number one" "That cat hates anyone that comes over-I swear it's crazy" "Her cat is just very territorial, very protective" "Make sure you wear shoes, he goes for the toes."

He scoffed at these warnings, it's still just a cat. He wanted your cat to like him, of course he did but he also wasn't afraid to meet the damn thing. He knew you loved you cat, that was your baby, and you took care of him more than you took care of yourself something Logan hated, but he didn't think it mattered what a cat thought of him.

You usually would stay at his place after a night out, but for the past few dates, you two went back to your place instead. It wasn't a big deal, but you were worried for how your cat would react to a strange man coming into his territory. "He just doesn't like people Lo', I don't want him to lash out at you." He could hear in your voice how worried you truly were, and he tried his best to reassure you that the cat and him would get along just fine.

He lied to you. Logan can't stand that fucking cat and that cat has it out for him too. The first night the cat didn't even come out of hiding, it completely broke your heart and Logan ended up leaving a bit earlier than planned because you were worried for your cat's wellbeing, as he was leaving he heard you cooing at the cat calling him your baby and your handsome man and though he'd never admit it aloud a twinge of jealous did echo through Logan's chest. The next night the cat did come out of hiding, just so he could attack Logan's legs. When Logan didn't kick him across the room like he wanted to you came and put the cat in your bedroom. "I am so sorry!! Are you okay??" You exclaimed while you closed the door to your room before trying to check on his scratches even though they healed before you could. He grumbled... sort of whined a bit too, and honestly, he was enjoying the attention, so maybe he milked the injury? Sue him.

What really pushed him over the edge was your cat literally pushing him over the edge. It was around 1 in the morning, and you had just fallen asleep. Logan was holding you in his arms and trying his best to fall asleep himself when the door to your bedroom creaked open. Logan, now fully awake, sits up, trying not to disturb you and is greeted with a sharp meow and sharp little claws to the stomach. "Mother fucker" Logan mumbled under his breath as he pushed the cat off of him, "why are you even in here?" he asked quietly so he wouldn't wake you but sharply enough to try and scare the cat away. The cat meowed louder than before as if he was arguing back and went to lay on your chest, purring as he curled himself into a ball. Logan was pissed but he tried to stay cool and just ignore the cat, then around 4 in the morning, Logan was awoken to his body meeting your bedroom floor. When he stood up, he looked at the bed and saw your fucking cat in his spot. "That's it." Logan had enough and grabbed a blanket before going to the couch.

You woke him up hours later, very confused as to why he was on the couch and was replaced by a cat in the middle of the night. "Baby?" You asked softly, handing him his cup of coffee, "don't. Just don't." He grumbles and sips his coffee, sending your cat a glare as he walks around smugged.

Logan refuses to lose against a damn cat!

It's just a stupid cat, not even 4 months old yet. So why was he letting its behavior get to him so much? Because it was your cat, and even if Logan wasn't ready to admit it yet he really did love you and for some reason you loved that asshole cat more than the world so for fuck sake that cat will like him even if it is the last thing he does in his very long life.

Honestly, it was truly ironic if Logan took the time to think about it. Your cat was a grump. He didn't want people around unless he allowed them to be around, and even then, he wanted his distance. But not when it came to you. When you were around, that cat was glued to you and had the loudest purr Logan had ever heard, and your cat really did get protective of you. It was something Logan had never seen before. Usually, cats don't care, but if you came home upset, the cat wouldn't settle down until you did, too. If he took the time to really think about it, maybe he could see the resemblance the cat shared with another grump you have allowed into your life that you loved more than the world.

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[shroomdreams]

Meow~

Lion Hybrid!Jing Yuan x Cat Hybrid!Reader

NSFW

CW: Established relationship, gender neutral reader, reader is depicted with a vagina, foreplay, JY is described as having a barbed dick, cunnilingus, nipple play, p in v, cumming inside, petnames (kitty, kitten) A/N: THIS DIDN’T HAVE TO TAKE ME A WEEK TO WRITE AND YET HERE WE ARE. This is for all you Jing Yuan lovers!

The Lion General of the Xianzhou Luofu is a man feared and admired by the common folk. Tales spread of his might, depicting him a mighty warrior that is bested by none. Now, as preparations for the Wardance are underway, Jing Yuan sinks into the plush bed sheets, searching for the one presence that would wash away his worries. His face crinkles in a delightful smile when you mewl in response, delicate fingers lacing together with his stronger ones.

“Hello, kitten.” Jing Yuan rumbled, his tail lazily waving back and forth while you nuzzle into his chest, purring at the sound of his heart beat. Though the general had been through much hardship, he could always rely on you to pick up the pieces that he leaves behind, gently putting him back together with your loving embrace.

“Everything alright?” You questioned, tracing a tiny heart on the expanse of his chest, the furs of his chest hair tickling your nose. Jing Yuan doesn’t outright respond, but you get the message when his hands trail down towards your bottom, palms kneading the plush roundness of your rump. Sighing, you press tiny kisses to his jaw, the lion hybrid givng you a growl in return. “Oh, what’s wrong love? Need something?”

“Don’t tease me, kitten…” Jing Yuan flips you over, his golden eyes boring into yours. With a smile, you ease down the top of your pajamas, exposing your chest for Jing Yuan to ogle. Letting out a deep sigh, Jing Yuan leans down and captures your lips, your tongues melding together as he lets out an appreciative “hmmmm.” “So naughty,” Jing Yuan sounds breathy as he pulls away, burying his face in the crook of your neck and taking a deep breath of your scent. “Naughty kitties need to learn some manners.”

Sighs and contented mewls are coaxed out from you as Jing Yuan’s hands knead and play with your chest, back arching into his touch when his thumbs flick at your pebbling nipples. Meows turn into whimpers as his laved his tongue on one of your swollen buds. Heat pools in between your legs when Jing Yuan cracks open one of his eyes, giving you a sultry look as he sucks your nipple. He’s pressed up against you, legs parted by his waist and trembling in the air, brought on by his teasing. “You’re so pretty, my love…” Jing Yuan huffs, pressing one last kiss to your chest before making his way down.

Though you couldn’t see his expression, you can tell by the way he groans at the sight of your arousal soaked underwear that he’s enjoying every bit of this. Biting your lip, you lift your hips to allow him an easier time discarding your underwear, carelessly throwing it to the side as he gets comfortable. Jing Yuan bites your inner thighs, a few scant inches from where you want him to be. You whine, hips involuntarily bucking in response to his breath. “Needy kitten… Did you miss me as much as I missed you?” He questioned, faux sympathy rolling off his tongue.

“Please, Yuanyuan… I missed you too.” You whimper, your fingers finding themselves tangled in his hair. Jing Yuan groans. He kisses your thighs before putting his face close to your core. Using his fingers to part your labia, Jing Yuan can’t help but be prideful of how wet you’ve gotten, your hole pulsing around nothing as it drools arousal into the sheets. He’ll have to get those changed after, for now he just wants to have a meal. You gasp as you feel his tongue licking up your most intimate parts, whining and squirming as he shoved his face further within your warmth, thighs shaking around his head. He feels you shakily massaging his scalp, juuuust close to the base of his ears. Contented rumbles stimulate you even further as he latches unto your clit, suckling on the bundle of nerves and sending pleasure shocks throughout your body. “Yuan…! Ah Yuan…! Mmm…~” Your moans are a like a delicate opera to him, and he is the conductor to such a sinful display of music.

It isn’t long until you come tumbling down, throwing your head into the pillows as Jing Yuan keeps his lips sealed around your clit, dutifully keeping his tongue pressed up against the nub as you ride out your orgasm. Jing Yuan presses a kiss to your clit, lapping up the extra juices from your warmth. Such gentle treatment has you whining for more- More of him. Feeling rather impatient himself, the lion hybrid sheds himself of his boxers, having discarded his work clothes before joining you in bed. With your hands at the back of your thighs, you spread yourself as wide as you can, shivering when the tip of his cock rubs against your entrance. Jing Yuan peppers kisses to your cheek as he slowly inserts himself inside, your walls struggling to accommodate his girth. Inch by inch, you feel every bump and vein brush up against the gummy warmth inside you, pushing the breath from your lungs as you laid back and took his length. Eventually, Jing Yuan fully slots inside you with a groan, his chest heaving as he attempts to tether himself to reality by grinding his pelvis against yours. “Ugh… Always so good for me, aren’t you kitty?” He gasps, nibbling your shoulders.

“W-wanna be good, Yuanyuan-” Was your response, whimpering from how FULL you were. Jing Yuan, ever the attentive lover, gives you a minute to adjust to his size. No matter how many times Jing Yuan ravishes you, the stretch of taking his cock is something you can never get quite used to. When you feel a bit more comfortable, you mewl, grinding against him as a sign to move. He obliges, putting one hand on the headboard while the other rests at your hip, drawing his hips back until only the tip was inside before thrusting back inside. The pace as you sighing, moaning when you feel him brush against that one spot that has you clenching around him. The lion hybrid growls, groaning as he sees you reach in between your legs to play with your clit, the evidence of your arousal wrapped around the base of his dick like a pretty little accessory. “Ah Yuan…! I-I’m cumming-”

“Can you hold it for me, kitten?” Jing Yuan huffs. You whimper, but oblige, pulling your hand away from your clit. “Good kitty… So- Ah- So sweet to me…” He delivers powerful thrusts, skin slapping against skin, the room devolving into lewd sights and smells. His strong hands hike your legs to his shoulders, pressing his weight down on you and quickly pounding you like his life depended on it. Jing Yuan revels in the sensual cries escaping from you, passionately kissing you and drinking in your moans, groaning into your mouth when he feels your walls tightening around him. “Cumming, kitten? Go- Hah- Go on, you’ve earned it…”

“Jing Yuan! Ahhhhh! Ohhhh~ Iloveyousomuch!” You cry out, claws digging into his back as you wrapped your legs around his waist, making him spear you deep as you gush around his dick. Jing Yuan snarls at the feeling, pumping into you a few more times before he yowls, pressing himself deep as he spills his seed within your warmth. You mewl at the familiar sensation, walls gripping around him for dear life. Jing Yuan stays inside, stirring your walls as he pants. You wrap your arms around his neck to pull him in for a kiss, eyes closed as you moan into his mouth.

“Still so needy? So am I…”

By the time the two of you are fully satisfied, the sheets have become so thoroughly ruined by your lovemaking that you had to stay in the bathroom to recuperate while Jing Yuan changes them, his cum dripping down your leg like a river. After you and Jing Yuan get cleaned up, the two of you forego clothing and sleep as you are, your bodies pressed up against each other.

[konjkitkatty]

Can Kitty meow? :3c

not for you they won’t

[hyunebunx]

saw the soft thoughts post and i hope i’m not late >.< please forgive my typos or grammatical errors love i just woke up 🥹

soooo imagine a lazy saturday morning with hyunjin where you both just wanted to sleep in and cuddle on your shared bet until late in the morning. apparently you had to force yourself to get up because you were getting hungry and hyunjin—being a clingy boyfriend—is sticking to you like glue, and be like “noooooo don’t go!!!” because he doesn’t want to get out of bed but you had to drag him up. he became a pouty baby while being clingyyyy maybe a backhug when you were cooking, a stolen kiss when you were about to eat, helping you wash the dishes but he put some soap bubbles on the tip of your nose, asked you to go out and the spend the rest of the day with him outside maybe stroll around the city, an art museum date, go to a café and watch him sketch/paint you~

ughh to be loved by an artist bro i’m still half asleep so i hope i’m making sense... anyway have a good one deni ! 😽🩷

﹙ʚɞ˚﹚. genre: fluff and a loooot of kissing, you've been warned lol

﹙ʚɞ˚﹚. a/n: my love <3 this is the cutest idea ever!! thank you so so much for trusting me to write it hehe <3 listen, this got quite steamy in the middle, idk what happened i blacked out fgsdgkj can't help myself when it comes to this man apparently. anywayss, hope you'll enjoy it <333

Mornings spent sleeping in with the love of your life, all cuddle up and intertwined, were truly your absolute favorite, a blessing you didn’t take for granted. You were both busy people, with busy lives that accommodated one another like it was the most natural thing in the world, fitting together like the last two pieces needed to complete the puzzle which revealed your love story.

Hyunjin was a heavy sleeper, clinging to every thread, no matter how thin, that transported him to dreamland to rest a little more. Just five more minutes, that turned into ten, fifteen, which ended up stretching into half an hour on good days. On the bad ones, when he was more tired than usual, nothing could get Hyunjin out of bed before the afternoon rolled around. You understood – he needed his rest – but it didn’t make missing him and his bright smile any easier.

You never knew you could miss someone even while they were dozing off next to you, blissfully unaware of how your heart almost jumped out of your chest to slip under his shirt just to feel his beating, desperately searching for confirmation he felt the same. And he did, of course he did, how could he not when your name and sweet face were constantly spinning around in his mind like some sort of live wallpaper, making him unable to concentrate even on simple tasks?

Though right now, neither of you was sleeping, cuddling to Hyunjin’s chest with one leg over his lap as you caught him up on the latest work gossip. You’ve been awake for almost two hours now and for once, the universe seemed to be on your side as no sunray managed to peek through the small crack left in the curtains, allowing you to continue lying around in peace.

“Anyway, so the printer caught on fire and that was Kim’s last straw. She threw all the papers on the floor and then proceeded to plop down on them and cry. I felt so bad.”

Despite his empathetic nature, Hyunjin lets out a short laugh, voice still husky and laced with sleep as his fingers tangled in your hair. “How did she even manage to do that?”

“It wasn’t her fault.” You yawn, hiding your face in his chest briefly. “Jay used the printer last to scan pictures of his cat’s toe beans and I guess some fur got stuck in there and ruined everything.”

He slowly shakes his head, whistling. “See, that’s why I’m a dog person.”

Prompting your chin on his chest, you look at him with raised eyebrows. “Ok Mr. meows at cats because he wants to get into their good graces.”

“That was one time!”

You giggle and he joins soon after, staring deeply into your eyes until the laughter dies down and every thought leaves your mind like it wasn’t even there to begin with. Dark eyes dart between yours and your lips, subconsciously licking his plush bottom one and telling you exactly where his train of thought has stopped. Patience was not one of Hyunjin’s virtues, so the hand in your hair moves lower to cup the back of your neck, bringing you closer as you quickly adjust, both hands sprawling on his chest to help you lean down and finally connect your lips.

The kiss is slow, lips merging perfectly as neither of you is in any rush, content to take the time to taste each other. However, it quickly gets messy, tongues meeting and complicating the familiar dance, making it hot and breathy but oh so delicious. You’d be lying if you didn’t admit you’ve been waiting for this ever since he woke up, constantly thinking about his rosy lips and driving yourself crazy as whatever he was saying faded in and out of hazy memory.

Hyunjin kissed you like no other, like kissing was an art he invented just to practice on you. One he managed to master throughout the years of your relationship but couldn’t get enough of, obsessed with the idea of improving and finding another unexplored corner he could take over and claim as his own.

A cold hand slides easily under your top, gripping at your waist in an effort to bring you closer, almost causing your arms to give out. You break away from the kiss and Hyunjin whines, displeased but still helps you settle on top of him more comfortably, guiding your body as you straddle his hips.

This new position allows for better access to what you’re both desiring, with Hyunjin wasting no more time in bringing you back down again, capturing your lips. With both hands on exposed thighs, the shirt he gave you to sleep in barely covering anything, Hyunjin loses himself in the taste of you, licking into your mouth and lightly biting on your bottom lip as your hands move lower over his stomach, needing to discard him of the annoying clothing.

You make to pull away but his lips follow, causing him to sit up and move one of his hands on the small of your back for support, not allowing you to slip away from him. With a mind of their own, your hands quickly abandon his shirt and move around his shoulders, meeting at his nape to deepen the kiss and lick at his bottom lip which he appreciates by the groan he lets out.

You feel him everywhere, hands groping and squeezing every bit of your body in the exact way he knew you loved, turning you to putty into his hold. By now, his dark hair is a mess from all the pulling – your fingers needed something to anchor onto.

“Hyun.” You inhale deeply, his lips moving down your jaw, restless.

“Yeah, baby?” He mumbles, barely hearing you.

“Breakfast.” You gasp out as he lightly bites the skin, quick to soothe it with his tongue. “I’m hungry.” Mostly true, you’ve been lying here for hours after all, who wouldn’t be hungry? But also because you knew if you didn’t stop him now, neither of you would get to eat anything before dinner time rolls around.

Hyunjin pauses, hot breath fanning your neck as he slowly tilts his head to look at you, his wet and swollen lips distracting. He’s speechless for a moment, almost like he can’t believe you interrupted him, like a child whose favorite toy is abruptly taken away. When it clicks in his head you are actually serious, Hyunjin barely registers the way you peck his lips as he rolls his eyes.

“Wow, ok connoisseur of romance. What a way to ruin the moment.”

You giggle as he gently lays you down on your back, knowing he could never be truly upset, no matter what kind of stunt you pull. He was most likely thankful you said something, surely hungry himself.

Scooting towards the end of the bed, your feet barely get to touch the hardwood floor before Hyunjin’s arms circle your middle once again, pulling you to his warm chest without a word.

“No, don’t go!” He whines, burring his head in your shoulder in protest.

Your heart squeezes in your chest, pounding from all the love you carried for your other half, the man you couldn’t imagine life without.

“Baby.” You coo, softly running your fingers over his hands on your stomach in a way to coax him. “How am I supposed to cook us breakfast otherwise?”

Hyunjin sighs, squeezing you to his chest for two more heartbeats before releasing his hold and allowing you to stand up. When you turn to face him, one of his big hands has already brought yours to his lips to plant a feather like kiss on your knuckles.

“Don’t go without me.” He mumbles, pouting slightly, and you almost explode like a piñata, staining him with your love and adoration that will surely trap him in this apartment for days trying to get it out. Not like he’d ever mind if that were possible, proudly showing off and talking about your feelings for him to anyone who’d listen, right after talking their ear off about the love he holds for you.

So, that morning, you waddle together to the kitchen like two penguins with Hyunjin refusing to stop hugging you from behind even when you started cooking. And after that, spoon feeding you on the counter and forgetting all about his needs until you threatened to take away his cuddles.

He caved in immediately.

[fyreice360]

This took 3 months and 25+hrs to finish 😭

Reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

[bellehaspurplehair]

Babe are you okay? You barely even went “KITTYYYYYYYYYY” when we saw that cat earlier…

[thecatcrew]

My angel Tangerine 🥹😭😇🐱🧡

[aurosoul]

bweh

[lesbiangiratina]

Being a testament fan and not especially caring about ass or armpits is harder and braver than being on the front lines

[queer-crusader]

People who take IWTV too seriously I mourn for you so much bc like. YES the show is a masterpiece. YES there are a lot of serious things to be said, about the destructive nature of everyone involved towards each other, about narrative, about memory, about love in all its dark and harmful ways, about grief. And that doesn't even scratch the surface. It's a gothic romance after all. But like. It's also a comedy. You see it's also a comedy. Right? Louis meows. Lestat eats photos. Louis may have eaten a baby. "It's a telenovela!" "Real Rashid". It's a comedy!! Throughout the dark and heavy shit!! You're missing something so crucial that balances it all out and lifts it!! You're missing it all!!!