“What the heck did we miss”

Moon 16: Mystery Kittypet…

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taking the 11.30am train to catch my 8.30pm flight. not taking any risks even though i should be at the airport in 2 hours

@deutsche-bahn plEASE BEHAVE

My exhaustion and delirium are simply no match for my astronomical levels of Willow brain rot

Part 13/?

tricked myself into braving the grocery store this morning by envisioning in great detail the amazing breakfast sandwich i could make if only i had everything bagels extra sharp cheddar cheese and breakfast sausage patties and then came home and made the breakfast sandwich. dreams can come true

Pro tip: if you haven't already, make yourself an emergency kit/bug-out bag and check it/swap out any perishables every 6 months or so.

I used mine for the first time yesterday and I was. SO GLAD. to have it. If you don't have one, go make one. Maybe you'll never need it! I hope you don't! But if you do need it you will 100% not regret it.

Hi Grace! I don't know anything about bsd, so I'm gonna stick with atla (if that's okay). Zukka with the fluff dialogue prompt: “I want to spend the day with you doing nothing.” please. 

it's been so long since i've written them so uhhh i hope this isn't terrible 🫣

(prompt requests are still open)

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The morning sun filters through the windows, painting Zuko’s bedroom golden. For the first time in months, they’re allowed to stay tangled up with each other in bed past sunrise. Sokka traces his fingers up and down Zuko’s arms as Zuko’s lips ghost against his boyfriend’s jawline. For a brief moment, they are allowed to be nothing more than two boys in love.

“Sunshine,” Sokka whispers, and Zuko lifts his head just enough to let his eyes roam over Sokka’s face. Summer has brought out his freckles, and they dot his face like constellations in the night sky. He cups Zuko’s cheek with one hand, then says, “I wish we could stay like this forever.”

Zuko hums in agreement. It would be nice, he thinks, if they had no obligations. If Zuko were not the Fire Lord and Sokka were not travelling constantly—if they lived in a world where they could hold onto each other outside the confines of this bedroom, if the world were not set up to oppose them.

“Me too,” Zuko agrees, then leans in to steal another kiss. “I’d take even just one day. I want to spend the day with you doing nothing.”

“One day,” Sokka muses. “One day of no responsibilities. Just you and me.” He sighs. “Maybe someday. For one whole day, we’ll lock ourselves in this room and do absolutely nothing.”

It’s a nice fantasy, unattainable as it may be. There are always things that require Zuko’s attention, and there are always people unintentionally pulling him and Sokka apart. But maybe one day, when Zuko has established himself as Fire Lord, when the world isn’t still reeling from one hundred years of war, they’ll be able to find a day of peace.

For now, though, Zuko will cherish the few extra minutes they’ve found this morning. It won’t be long before he’s called elsewhere, but until then, he’ll continue to kiss Sokka slowly, like they’ve got all the time in the world, and he’ll be content to have Sokka in his arms as the sunlight pours over them.

Soon after Leshy’s revival, Baabaa completely unexectedly brought Aym and Baal to the camp.

It was absolutely unplanned, but it’s not like Narinder needed to prepare a mental speech to greet those two, so Lamb just decided to go for it.

The kits that happened to be revived with the bodies of the age around 6 years old - the age they originally died in - let their guard down quickly, after seeing how comfortable their master was in the Lamb’s cult.

At first they tried to play cool, but in the end just gave in and fell in the roles of children, spending hours just playing with the kids and catching up on the fun that they’ve never gotten enough of. They may be wise and act tough, but in the end of the day they are just two little kittens that had to grow up too soon. Seeing them now, Narinder is glad that they got this chance.

Narinder made sure that his kits got the clothes made by their own designs. They weren’t by any means as fancy as before, but Baabaa did his best to dye them exactly in the way the kits wanted.

*walks up to the mic, shaking and pulls out a piece of paper that rolls out as a list like that scene in SpongeBob.* hmmm I will have to come back…

ANYWAYS okay I have come here because I miss wittle babie angel wanda and I wuv her and I am her protector but I’m also thinking about running around during the day, just doing lil errands yk and she’s so happy. She loves doing errands with you. But just throughout the day you just randomly tug on a feather of her wings. Just one at a time. At first it doesn’t do much and she doesn’t even fully realize it’s happen but gradually she gets needier and needier and by the end of it she’s all out of breath and just bdnod

*I be back*

Welcome to the symposium, kittredge katterina. Allow me to respond normally to your first point..

SGHDVJDJKSDJLUK

Playing with her wings is so top tier!! Maybe the first couple of times she brushes it off as you wanting to guide her along because you know how she gets with crowds and you want to keep her feeling safe so she tries to ignore how tickly it’s making her feel.

But then after a while, going in and out of various stores, Wanda’s struggling to not be so obvious in rubbing her thighs together. And she’s embarrassed because you’re not acting like anything is wrong –you’re showing her new clothes and different stuffies, everything you know she loves seeing when she gets to visit the human levels– but all she can think about is how she wishes she could ask you to nibble at the base of her wings like you did this one time…

Eventually you can’t pretend to ignore her heavy breathing, the clingy way Wanda is holding your arm in both of hers, the little mewls she’s letting out each time you brush her wings now, “What’s wrong, Wands? Are you tired?”

Wanda just shakes her head, oblivious to your playing dumb, beckoning you to bend down so she can whisper in your ear, “I think I need to uhm, you know..”

“Need to what, pee? Is that why you keep squirming?” Wanda’s frowning now, frustrated because she can’t say what she wants, especially not in public, but you hold firm, grinning as you slowly walk her over to the back of the store where it’s darker and there are far few humans around.

Your hand stays on her back, thumb brushing the underside of her wings, right where the tiniest feathers are fluttering; if her thoughts get any fuzzier she thinks the tears of desperation in her eyes will spill over. With a quick glance around she notices the two of you are alone for the moment and takes the opportunity to grab your free hand and press your open palm to the front of her dress, right over her lower belly. “The butterflies are back..”

Which is Wanda’s cute little codeword to tell you what she wanted, the first way you’d tried to describe to the clueless angel what arousal feels like; now she uses it to express her feelings without saying anything ‘bad.’ “Yeah? Lift your dress, let me see how worked up my needy little angel got herself.”

omg im feeling so special that i get my own tag <3

AND OF COURSE I WILL TELL YOU MORE!! plagas leon who comes home from spain to his dainty little housewife (YOU) and you know something is wrong- but can't put a pin in what it is later that night when you fall asleep leon just can't hold back anymore, but he doesn't want to worry you! instead he carefully pulls down your cute little pajama shorts while murmuring "i'm so sorry" over and over again like you're gonna hear him ... just the sight of your pink panties is enough to make him Literally start salivating. eventually you wake up to him humping your thigh, whimpering and crying out how he feels so guilty but he just can't control himself- and that you should just go back to bed.

WHAT IF I CAME RIGHT NOW OMG YOUR MIND

FUCKKK him whispering im so sorry is SOOOO fucking hot oh my god ,,, no because plagas!leon literally can’t control himself from eating you out. you smell so fucking good–sweet, intoxicating, and leon has to taste you. his tongue is so so hot, almost unnaturally so, when it meets your clothed pussy and that’s when you squirm awake to see your boyfriend, who’s not your boyfriend, between your thighs. he’s grumbling ‘m sorry over and over but it’s hard to make out when you’re still drowsy and his mouth is full of you :( this most definitely isn’t your leon </3

It's a crafting-while-listening-to-a-shift-long-video-essay day!

Im pulling a half day today because I'm just really messed up

Alright the people have spoken!

Kit tummy!

(almost) one year update on K!nk in the South

thought you lovely people deserved a sign that this fic is definitely not abandoned! and get a little teaser in the process.

if you've ever wondered why it takes me so long to update, this is just one of the reasons: I literally need five different google docs plus the notes app on my phone open so I don't forget anything. (half my google docs are for kits at this point, RIP)

this is a beast of a story for me as a writer who is used to writing one shots and I really wanna do it right.

I'm gonna try to do more sneak peeks again, promise!

in the meantime, my asks are always open for questions :)

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Willow (TV 2022) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jade Claymore/Kit Tanthalos, Jade Claymore/Elora Danan/Kit Tanthalos Additional Tags: Post-Series, Established Relationship, for tanthamore, establishing a relationship for the ot3, First Time, Vaginal Fingering, it's a long way back to Tir Asleen, chapter 2 with more smut forthcoming shortly i just have to finish writing it, this was supposed to be a short smutfic i have no idea what went wrong, Kissing, So much kissing, navigating the intricate and tender realities of being in love, would this even be my fic if it didn't have the voyeurism tag? anyway:, Voyeurism, first time threesome, Cunnilingus, happy fingers in her mouth monday

IT’S DONE, HOORAY!

little boy chilling