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Meow 💖💖💖
#this pose needed to be made for kittens too#thank you for the request#THIS TURNED OUT SO CUTE#should have it up for download tomorrow!#my sims#screenshots#ts4
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Alrecchino as your husband part 2 (sfw)
Since y'all loved the last one I made a part 2
Her drip marketing is today so I thought we should celebrate!
Feel free to give me as many Genshin requests as you want I'm feeling a little burnt out of pokémon for the moment without further ado.
You are designated as mother lovingly by the children. With your little apron as you take care of all the house of hearth chores. The children can't do all their tasks by themselves, Arlecchino trusts no one to take care of the children but you. It is only natural they call you mother as their motherly figure
Weather it be you were from the fertility stationed here or someone desperately looking for a job, Don't you think it would be cute if the head of the house slowly started to fall for you because you are so good to her children?
Her empty heart is sick of love at aches when you keep your distance from her, she understands; Arlecchino not have a pleasant reputation, and she can't help but feel solely responsible when she waggles her finger for you to come close only to play with your hair when her mind is being numbed with paperwork. You're not sure if it's true or not when she tells you that she just enjoys her company when you ask why you call her so often to her office... And... Is that a pout on her lips you see when you try to leave her so fast?
She can't help but notice when your eyes are on her when she's in her suit she can't help but tease you getting close to you or watch you flush your when her eyes meet yours.
All her children knows to respect their 'mother'
Just as much to respect 'father' when they see you sad they do everything to see that smile of yours and lighten your day when you have trouble with tasks; they fight tooth and nail to help you. A pat on the head from you or a smile is like 'father''s praises. Arlecchino thinks you're as cute as a kitten when you're angry at her, telling her that You don't need any guards and you can go into the city just fine by yourself or run tasks alone. Arlecchino agrees just to stop your bickering, only to turn around to her most trusted three to keep a watchful eye on you like a child on its first errand.
When she returns from all corners of Tayvat, she never forgets to lavish you with all sorts of gifts. Some of them really pricey; she gives you soaps, hoping for your skin to feel soft and smooth the next time she brushes her fingers against you, and she provides you delicious perfume in hopes she would catch a whiff of it on you the next time she passes you. She probably even gave you an apron and played dumb when you hesitated when asking her about the uniform she gave you.
If it went for the fact she thinks the Fatui rather dangerous, she would bring you to their gatherings and parade you around as if you were a little trinket of hers. But then grab Childe by the throat if he is rude or tries to touch you.
they may look but they may not touch.
You've lived in the house of hearts for a while and can't help but notice that a lot of your clothing that person you've been working for sort of matches with them. It is something that you are too afraid to bring up to The Knaive herself. She knows she can't stay angry at you, so she must be even more strict when you decide to put yourself in danger or disregard her wishes. Hopefully, she wouldn't have to do that, but she would be lying if you said she isn't excited when you do disobey her.
Her touches are gentle, filled with longing, but she knows that giving in is dangerous even though you yourself pose no threat to her. She knows that you are defenseless without her and her children. Maybe she should teach you how to wheel the weapon?
#genshin impact#genshin x reader#arlecchino x reader#the knaive#genshin imagines#arlecchino#genshin arlecchino#arleccino genshin#arlelumi
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Are we getting a third part for yandere demon slayer as cats? 🥺
KNY Kitties | 3
For a while, a new routine seemed to be established
With Magenta making more occasional visits
The cats seemed to be less…frazzled if that was the word
You were still trying to find out where the hole was this cat kept escaping from
But every time you set up a camera a fluffy white tail or adorable kitten’s licking on the lens
Your dearest friend continued to stay on her vacation, meaning a fluffy and highly groomed Douma got to stay longer
While it seemed Snowflake (Rui) didn’t mind the beauty, the other kittens seemed to despise him
Which had you worried
You figured between Magenta and Waterbug they had some reference but even you were aware that these two tended to be irregular at times
“Maybe you kittens need a few more role models…”
So to remedy this you take up more cat-sitting typically from your neighbors and friends you’d become a cat dealer to
“Alright, everybody let’s welcome our guests! This is Poser, Crybaby, Cherry Blossom, and Fire Streak!”:
The flashy Hashira proudly posed as he watched himself be recognized by the burgundy and ombre kittens. As well as the blue-eyed cat who perked up with familiarity. The reunion for Tanjiro was a great motivator; since he had become a kitten his goals have been very short-sided. Be pet, be held, be groomed, fall asleep, get (Y/n)’s attention–it sometimes concerned him but seeing the somewhat clear-headed Hashira loudly divulge ideas on how to get home, made him so happy. There was even talk of bringing you with which would be even better! He was sure Nezuko agreed as they both curled up next to Hinatsuru as Uzui divulged his plans for the future.
You monitored their actions a bit automatically pinpointing why they had their specific name. The Egyptian mau wearing your friend’s jewelry truly seemed to be something of a model, always making a point to pose as they chirped and meowed in the trailing kittens’ direction. The other three all females were overall really affectionate with the kittens even willing to groom Snowflake who had been lingering closely behind. You couldn’t help your chest flutter when the kittens were lulled to sleep in a pile of purs and watching the guarding formation that seemed to be taking place on the cat tree they had claimed their own.
Unfortunately not all the cats seemed to be getting along. The crew of four didn’t even acknowledge Waterbug, only giving him curt meows before loudly meowing to the kittens. While it was…sad it was nothing compared to their reaction to your friend's rainbow-eyed Turkish angora. Hissing, swiping, and actual attempts at his neck were made; none of which were discouraged by your form of punishment. No amount of separation and refused cuddles would stop them from fighting him off. And since they were the larger group you, unfortunately, gave them cuddle priority when they announced themselves in the room. Guarding the pile that had formed around you Poser wouldn’t allow Rainbow to be in the same space, sending meows of warning anytime he got too close. With tired eyes and rhythmic petting of someone’s head, you fell asleep.
‘I wonder how they’ll react to Magenta…?”
To say Muzan was unhappy with the sight before he would be an understatement. He slipped out for twelve hours and you’ve somehow brought in more cats?! He thought this season was over! Stalking in he had half a mind to attack the sleeping cats but his kittens were curled into them better yet you which had him confront the hashira on guard.
“What’s this? Does the demon king wish to confront me?//” Uzui quipped letting his spotted tail flick with aggressive intent. Whereas Muzan sat with narrowed eyes barely focusing on the cat in front of him and more so on you behind him.
“They are mine.//”
“Who is, demon?//”
“(Y/n) and the kittens clearly had my scent all over them.//”
The other cat gave the equivalent of a boisterous laugh, “Yours? Well if that’s how we’re measuring they’re mine now!//”
Muzan growled prepared to barrel past them to awaken you only to be stopped by two of his lackeys. Female cats with their claws withdrawn and defensive intention behind their stance. For once in a long time the demon king felt truly challenged as they refused to be intimidated.
“Do you know who I am!? You’ll regret ever crossing me! Getting in my way will be your undoing!//”
“Not now. Now we are on equal grounds.//” Hinatsuru’s voice was firm, her speckled fur bristled as she curled further into you, blocking Muzan’s sight of the kittens. “Face it, demon king. We are stronger here and much more equipped for caring for them. Stand. Down.//”
He hated how right she was and the cat’s fearful design begging him to back down. But he wrestled with his mind, his advantage against all who got in his way was the human-like form. Surely he was ahead of them! Able to imitate the authority of a human easily. It’d be a pleasure to watch them cower with regret. But a blue-eyed gaze had him hesitating in what would follow. What would he do if you awoke or if you noticed how much they fought against him would you notice? Would you care? Could he take being rejected by the one who plagues his mind with every waking moment?
He knew the answer.
So he turned away retreating to your hamper to bathe in your scent. This was a battle and not the war…he’d just had to bide his time. And while it was agony to see this time spent with you and the kittens bonding with demon slayer and shinobi; he could wait…couldn’t he?
#yandere kny cats#yandere kny x reader#yandere x reader#yandere muzan kibutsuji#yandere muzan x reader#yandere uzui wives#yandere uzui tengen wives#yandere uzui tengen#yandere uzui x reader x wives#yandere uzui#yandere kimetsu no yaiba#yandere demon slayer cats#yandere x you#yandere x poc reader
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Options, Pt.2
Arajin/f!Reader/Marito
Summary: Marito and Arajin invite you to visit Siguma headquarters for a (not) date.
wc: 1.9k
A/N: warning for marito being a little shit and arajin being a simp. Enjoy!
“Welcome!” Marito extends his arms wide as if awaiting an embrace. “To Siguma headquarters!”
“How…colorful.” You glance at Arajin with wide eyes; he’s standing a little behind Marito, half heartedly imitating his pose. “Thank you for having me.”
You can’t tell what the building was originally meant to be at first. It’s not until you get a good look at the dilapidated stage on the opposite side of the room and the rusted, old basketball hoops on either end of the walls that you realize it’s a gymnasium.
“Huh.” You glance at the jungle gym lodged into the hardwood floor. “Is that from a park?”
“A daycare center!” Marito says proudly, taking you by the wrist to pull you around, pointing at the panda bear spring rider. “I thought the boys would get more use out of them than those snot nosed brats.”
“Um, would you like something to drink?” Arajin interjects meekly, holding out two bottles, one of water, another of tea. “I wasn’t sure what you wanted, so I grabbed a few different things. We have a place with snacks too if you’re hungry.”
“Thanks.” You chirp gratefully taking the chilled bottle of jasmine tea. “This is so cool Arajin, like a secret clubhouse. I always wanted to have a clubhouse as a kid; remember the time we tried to make a fortress with those old cardboard boxes?”
“Don’t remind me.”
“Hey, what’re ya talking about?” Marito leans down to get in Arajin’s face. “I’ve never heard about this. Were you trying to become a gang leader or something?”
“No! It was just an average clubhouse.” Arajin explains. “It was until the rain came anyhow. It didn’t dawn on us that leaving out cardboard in a storm would basically destroy our secret fortress.”
“I don’t know if it was secret, seeing as how we made it in the backyard.” You add good naturedly. “But it was fun to make, wasn’t it?”
“Totally.”
Arajin smiles as you fill Marito in the details of some of your adventures; he doesn’t even mind too much when you mention Matakara, bringing up the idea of the three of you getting together sometime to hang out. There might be a way to get out of it, but the truth is, if you really wanted it, Arajin would make up an itinerary; with you there as a buffer, it could be bearable.
“There’s no reason to be awkward Arajin: Matakara’s still the best guy I know, I think it would be nice for us to catch up at the restaurant or something.” You propose gently. “Think it over, okay? For me?”
“ANYTHING!”
You blink. “Huh?”
“I mean, yeah, I’ll cook you anything you want; I’ll make you something really good, all your favorites!” Arajin says excitedly. “I’ll even make you roast duck.”
Marito watches silently as Arajin fusses and fawns; it’s actually pretty damn cute when he gets all riled up and eager to please. He invited you to join them fully expecting this reaction; after all, whatever he says, it’s painfully obvious Arajin’s been carrying around a torch for you for who knows how long. Again, Marito expected that: in fact he was counting in it. He wants you and Arajin to get closer again before they make any moves. Besides, the two of you look like adorable puppies in a pen, so innocently affectionate and tiptoeing around each other tentatively, always mindful of the line between friends and more.
“Ara-teen, we need to talk.” Marito interrupts the conversation with a sunny grin, now pulling Arajin away to the entrance door. “Be right back kitten! You just make yourself comfy, don’t miss us too much!”
Once they’re outside, Marito’s easy going smile switches to a cold glare; he looms over Arajin but doesn’t say anything.
“Are you mad?” Arajin glances at the slightly open doorway, even though it’s unlikely you’d overhear them. “I didn’t mean to leave you out of the conversation. We sort of got caught up reminiscing I guess.” There’s another beat of tense silence before Arajin slowly reaches for Marito’s hand at his side. “I’m sorry.”
“Why is she so dead set on getting together with you and Matakara?” Marito’s scowl dissolves into a pout but he squeezes Arajin’s hand, albeit a bit too hard, making the other boy wince. “It sounds like she thinks pretty highly of that Minato Kai scum.”
“Oh yeah that.” Arajin sighs heavily. “I don’t know. She’s been in touch with him this whole time I was away.” A look of panic crosses his face. “Wait, you don’t think they’re…dating?!”
“You’re the one who should know. Your ol’ buddy could have been working on her the past five years.” Marito muses crossly. “I sure as hell don’t want to lose out to anyone from Minato. Arajin, what’s the vibe you get from her?”
“Vibe?”
“Has she talked to you about me?”
“Not really.” Arajin tries to wrack his brain for all the instances since the first meeting between you and Marito where you might have mentioned his boyfriend. “She asks how you are, but that’s it.”
“How so?”
“I spilled the beans; she knows you’re the head of Siguma. She was worried about me getting involved with turf wars, but I told her I don’t fight anymore-”
“A shame, really.” Marito purrs, the tips of his fingers caress Arajin’s knuckles. “You throw a hell of a punch.”
“Marito, come on, not here.” Arajin glances again at the doorway, but you’re not peeking out to see what the hold up is. “Actually, she seemed scared when I told her about you.”
“I see.”
“Not like she's afraid of you!” Arajin adds hastily. “I meant she got kinda panicky when I told her about you getting into fights and stuff; I told her you’re crazy strong, but she always asks if you’re doing okay. I think she’s worried about you getting hurt.”
“She is? Worried about little ol’ me?” Marito’s razor sharp grin betrays the mock sympathetic tone of his voice. “Ara-teen, hit me.”
“Sure-what?!”
“Come on, just one good punch!” Marito undoes the rest of the buttons on his shirt until the fabric is pooled around his waist. “Give it to me.”
When Marito and Arajin finally return, they find you lying in a hammock, swinging slightly and humming to yourself. In Marito’s hammock.
“That’s my spot.”
You open your eyes; Marito’s face hovers above yours. He’s looking down at you, blocking the dim lights overhead and you can’t quite make out his expression. Carefully, you sit up, a hand to your mouth.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t think…I didn’t realize.”
“Aw, no worries. It’s just…” Marito sighs, running a hand through his hair. “My stomach’s bothering me.”
“Please, lie down!” You practically leap down and rearrange the blankets over the wide net. “Arajin has stomach problems too, I bought something for indigestion-”
“Hey, don’t go around talking about that so loudly!” Arajin looks scandalized as you forage through your purse. “It doesn’t happen that often, you don’t need to carry around medicine.”
“Good idea.” Marito gives Arajin a sneaky grin over your shoulder. “Ain’t she a peach, Ara-teen? But actually, it’s not a stomach ache; ya see…”
Marito, looking almost shy, undoes his shirt to show you the newly forming bruise on his abs.
“Oh my gosh!” You stop going through your purse to examine the fairly minor injury; still you look as upset as if Marito has an open gash across his midsection. “What happened?”
“I got into a bit of an altercation this morning and it’s still a bit tender is all.” Marito lays back on the hammock with a thoughtful expression. “I have some ointment in the cabinet over there, but I don’t think I need it.”
“Jin-san, of course you should use it!”
Arajin watches, incredulous and a bit impressed as you march over to the cabinet, rummaging around until you find a first aid kit and the small container of ointment. Marito grins over at him smugly. “Watch and learn.” he mouths silently before you turn around with the supplies and a determined expression on your face.
“I can do it for you if it’s too painful to move; I used to help patch up Arajin and Matakara all the time when we were kids.”
“It wasn’t that often. You say it like I was getting beat up left and right.”
“Oh hush.”
Arajin mumbles a bit defensively but he looks transfixed as you dip your fingers into the small container and begin swiping the ointment over Marito’s bruise.
“Ah!”
“Sorry, did I press too hard?”
“You’re fine,” Marito hisses sharply as you slowly trace your fingers over his stomach. “The ointment was cold; I’m a bit sensitive there.”
“I’ll be gentle.” You still look a bit upset. “I’m sorry.”
“It was just a tickle.”
“No, cause you could be resting now.” You look up at Marito and Arajin with big, sad eyes. “Is it a bad time for me to be here? I can leave.”
Arajin grabs at his chest; he feels both horribly guilty and ready to keel over and die at how adorable you look. It doesn’t help that Marito is making faint, almost keening noises as you finish applying the ointment; he’s barely able to hold back a disappointed look when you retract your hand and put the cap back over the medicine. Arajin is half expecting his boyfriend to drag you into the hammock; he’s lost count of how many times Marito has done the same to him, effortlessly pulling him into his chest, locking his long legs around his own, effectively trapping Arajin on top of his body with a smile to charm the devil himself.
“Kitten, c’mere? Could you take a look at something?”
You stand next to Arajin, bending your head a bit to glance over Marito’s body. “What else hurts?”
“This.” Marito grabs your hand, placing the palm over his chest. “It’s aching. I think it’ll break.”
“Wha-what?”
“Don’t go yet.” Marito’s beseeching gaze flickers to Arajin’s stunned face. “We were really looking forward to you coming over. Ya can’t go now.”
“Um,” You look back at Arajin. “If it’s really no trouble…”
“Yes!” Arajin nods enthusiastically. “We even picked out special snacks and everything! Please don’t feel like you have to go!”
“Well, alright then. Thank you for having me. Jin-san?”
“Marito is fine. A friend of Ara-teen’s is a friend of mine after all.”
“Marito,” You smile softly. “Please take care of yourself properly when you get hurt: I know you’re a big tough guy and all, but that doesn’t mean I won’t worry about you as much as Arajin.”
“Yeah…sure.” Marito nods, his tone considerably less playful. “Sorry to worry you.”
“Aw, what are friends for?” You grin and poke Arajin’s cheek. “That goes for you too.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Arajin’s eyes lock onto Marito’s; he recognizes the look in his eyes. He’s sure it’s not so different from the longing stare he has as you walk away to the old refrigerator Arajin had dumbly pointed out when you offered to grab them water.
“Has she always been so…?” Marito exhales slowly. “Come on man, she has to know what she’s doing.”
“Nope. Believe me,” Arajin smiles wearily. “She doesn’t have a clue.”
“Either way, if she is actually going with your buddy, you won’t have to think about competition because he’ll be dead meat.” Marito uses his free hand to reach up and pinch Arajin’s flushed cheek. “I’m all comfy and don’t wanna move; get me a kabob.”
“Okay, okay.”
“And feed me.”
“...okay.”
“Yahoo!” Marito wriggles back and forth excitedly in the hammock, apparently forgetting he’s supposed to be in pain. “I got Ara-teen and a little kitten all to myself today.”
“Just put your shirt back on.”
#bucchigiri?!#marito jin#marito jin x reader#arajin tomoshibi#arajin tomoshibi x reader#fem reader#x reader#reader insert#ao3 fanfic#marito x arajin x reader#marito x arajin
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stepdad!rick seeing stumbling upon a polaroid of you in a skimpy blue bikini and couldn't help but to get himself off to it, but you catch him... and help him 💙
miss you my angel!!
So sorry I'm getting to this so late babes! Can be found in my masterlist as "Desire" Hope you enjoy!!! I'm glad your back babygirl!
As wrong as it was, It always felt so right. To watch your pretty self strip whenever you went to shower.
Whenever you shook your ass and swayed your hips at party's. He couldn't help himself when he would steal your panties for the night.
When he would take you bra's and panties and jerk off to the smell of you.
He always loved the way you smelled. You smelt like a garden of Roses and Orchids.
He loved the curves of your waist and the feeling of your soft skin whenever he purposely brushed past you in the kitchen.
The feeling of your small finger tips wrapping around his bicep to hold you when he leans on you to reach something from the counter.
He would love to have his cock engulfed in your pussy instead of his hand. He ended up in this predicament when he went into your room to put your laundry away.
He saw a picture that he'd never noticed before of you in a skimpy blue bikini and you were posing next to another girl.
He saw how the bikini hugged your curves and saw how revealing it was. Showing off your beautiful toned skin.
He took the polaroid off the wall and began removing his pants and boxers.
He laid on your bed and began to stroke his hard-on. He doesn't even need to spit in his hand because all his pre-cum made his memeber wet.
He strokes a little faster now, groaning at the sight of you in that bikini. God he loved you so much...
You came back home early and found an empty house. You called out for your Stepdad but no answer was received.
You walked up the stairs to your room and that's when you heard it. Th groaning of your name and muffled curses.
You peeked through the cracked open door to see such a lust full sight. Your stepdad is jerking off in your room!
To a picture of you. You slightly open the door a little more, but the creak from the door startled him and he immediate went from feeling pleasure to feeling embarrassed.
"Oh-Uhm, Hey babygirl. I was just-uhm putting-uh your l-laundry away... yea!" He stutters but he knows it's too late.
He knows you caught him in the act. His hands trying to cover his noticeable hard-on and the picture he was using.
You've fantasised about your stepdad before but you never felt like he reciprocate those feelings. So to see him fantasising and jerking off thinking about you made your clit throb.
"You don't have to lie you know." You say with a smirk on your face, closing and locking the door.
He gulps and nervously looks around. "I kind of like the fact that you steal my underwear every night and jerk of to it." You say.
You've noticed your underwear missing for like a day then turning up the next.
You were a bit suspicious but thought you were just misplacing them, but now that you've caught Rick doing this, it all makes sense now.
You walk closer to him, removing his hands and start slowly jerking him off. He falls back on the bed and you climb next to him.
You attach your lips to the tip of his cock and he immediately throws his head back groaning.
You bob your head up and down on his cock. Moaning and groaning at the feeling of his salty precum in your mouth.
You close your eyes and feel his cock twitching in your mouth. You bob your head faster and give his tip cute kitten licks.
His knuckles turn white at how hard he's gripping the sheets. "Babygirl, stop.Let up or i'm gonna cum down your pretty throat." He groans out.
You look up at his sweaty figure and moan around his aching member.
His sticky white load runs down the back of your throat. You still your head and swallow every bit of cum he has to offer.
You slide of him with a pop and smile at him. You stick out your tongue to show him you swallowed everything.
He grabs you neck and kisses you roughly but passionately. "W-What about y-you." He says weakly.
"Who said I was done with you?" You respond with a smirk.
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Sleeping beauty - Xavier Thorpe
Summery: You found your best friend sleeping in his shed, his body laying on something he was drawing before falling asleep. Little did you know, it was a drawing of you.
Warnings: fluff, kissing, best friends to lovers, if there's any others please let me know
Word count: 1.3k
A/N: im sorry if this is really bad, i didn't check the story after finishing it up so there's probably gonna be some mistakes in here. this is my first time ever posting on tumblr, this is all very new to me and idk how any of this works or if im doing it correctly so please let me know what you think. im always open for suggestions or feedback!
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Walking outside in the forest after dark wasn't your favorite activity to do but you got a little worried about your best friend, Xavier. You texted him a while ago asking if everything was alright and he hasn't replied back yet. You're aware that he likes to take his distance sometimes and wants to be alone, which you completely understand and respect. But you also knew that whenever something is wrong, he keeps it to himself even when he shouldn't. He knows that you have your own things to sort out sometimes and he doesn't want you to carry around his luggage too, he doesn't want to feel like a burden.
He has the perfect spot to go to whenever he wants to be alone, a place where he can let go and express himself. Out in the woods next to the school there's a shed somewhere, he cleaned it out with permission from Ms. Weems to turn it into his private art studio. So naturally that's the first place that came to mind when you found out he wasn't in his room.
After a 15 minute walk in the woods you finally spot the old shed, covered by loads of plants that grew onto it over the years. It was certain he was inside as the lights of his shed were turned on, and only he can enter the shed considering he's the only one with a key.
You open the door quietly, not wanting to scare him this late at night. Your eyes scan the room looking for your friend, but you frown as you dont see him immediately. You take a step further inside, being able to see the room more.
That's when you spotted him, sitting on his wooden stool while his upper body was leaning on his workbench. He was sleeping peacefully, not even waking up because of the door opening. And you can imagine it making quite some noise considering how long that shed has been standing there in the forest. His hair was partly tied up in a loose bun, while also being untied at the back. A few strands of hair had fallen over his eyes, mouth slightly open. You could hear him breathe very quietly, holding your own breath to prevent him from waking up because of any noise. Even though he wouldn't wake up so easily, but you still felt the need to not make a sound.
If you could take a picture of this very moment, you'd carry it with you anywhere you go. Your heart melts at the sight of him, you stand there almost dying from cuteness overload. There was no denying that you see him as more than just a friend, but you would never actually admit that to anyone. Some of your other friends knew about your little crush on him, but it looks like Xavier himself can't take a hint at all. You've tried dropping him subtle hints, some a little less subtle than others, but it has no use. He must be blind to not notice you flirting with him all the time, or at least try to. That or he knows you like him, but decides not to say anything about it, being too afraid to lose you as a friend because of it.
As you get lost in your own thoughts again, your eyes divert from his pretty face to what seems to be what he was drawing before he had drifted off into deep sleep, staring at what you see in shock.
Underneath his body, drawn on the paper, was you. He made a drawing of you petting a kitten near the lake. It had so much details in it, you would think that he made this on the spot while you were posing for it. Thinking back to when this happened, you remember it being from before you two were even friends. It was one of your first days at Nevermore and you hadn't made any friends yet, not any human friends at least. You had gone for a walk near the lake to clear your mind after class, meeting a cute little orange kitten while you were there. You don't remember anyone else being around, let alone it being Xavier.
It makes you wonder though, was he following you? If so, what was the reason? Even if that was a bit of a stalker move, you couldn't help but feel warm inside because of it. Maybe there was a chance he did like you more than a friend. You leaned in a little closer to him, pressing your lips lightly to his cheek. You don't know what came over you in that moment, but you really felt the need to do that. This might be the only time you get to do this, so why not.
Unfortunately that light touch was enough to wake sleeping beauty, Xavier's eyes fluttered open slowly and his arms pushed his body up from the table. He makes eye contact with you and frowns at the sight of you standing there so close to him in the middle of the night.
"What are you doing here?", he asked softly but his voice came out a little raspy.
You couldn't make a sound, your eyes nervously looking at Xavier, then at the drawing, and then back at Xavier. He followed the direction of your eyes, also looking at the drawing now. He had completely forgotten he was working on that before he fell asleep, his body filling with embarrassment now as he realizes what situation he's gotten himself into.
"Uh, I can explain..."
He got nervous and looked down at the floor, not wanting to look you in the eye right now. He knew he couldn't talk himself out of this, you needed an explanation and he couldn't think of a single excuse. His hands were fiddling with the hem of his shirt and his face was turning a dark shade of pink, his body language was telling you exactly what you needed to know.
Taking a deep breath before opening his mouth again to say something while still not looking at you, he was prepared to finally tell you how he feels about you. Before he could say a word you lifted his chin up and softly kissed his lips, catching him completely off guard. It didn't take very long for him to kiss you back though, he had been waiting for this moment for so long. It didn't happen the way he thought it would, but he was definitely not complaining about it.
His hands found their way to your waist and pulled you closer to him, you falling onto his lap as a result. After what felt like ages you slowly pulled away from him, not really wanting to but you needed to catch your breath.
For a moment it stays silent in the shed, neither of you making any noise. All that's happening is you two staring at each other, enjoying the moment while thinking about what just happened. Xavier is the first one to break the silence.
"Does this mean you like me? More than just a friend?", he asks hesitantly.
"Took you long enough to realize, I've been trying to tell you for so long but you never seem to notice.", you let out a soft laugh while wrapping your hands around his neck.
"Maybe you should do something about your flirting skills then, they're gonna need some improvement if your goal was to show me you liked me.", he couldn't stop himself from teasing you.
"Oh please, there's nothing wrong with my flirting skills. If you would just open your eyes for once you'd see-"
Before you had the chance to finish that sentence he smashed his lips on yours to shut you up. This time the kiss was much more passionate and lasted even longer than the previous one. You never could've imagined this was how your night was going to end.
#xavier thorpe#xavier thorpe x you#wednesday#xavier thorpe wednesday#xavier thorpe fanfic#xavier thrope#xavier thorpe x reader#xavier thorpe fluff#xavier thorpe x y/n#wednesday fanfic#wednesday imagine#xavier thorpe imagine#xavier x you#xavier x reader#xavier fluff#xavier fanfic
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Cursing Fate
“See, I told you there were much better host bodies than mine,” I said to myself as I walked past the tennis courts on my way into the gym. Well, more specifically, I said it to the alien passenger inside of my body, but it was the same thing, really.
I was on my way to my eight AM class when I noticed something moving in a nearby alleyway. I thought maybe it would be a kitten or a raccoon, but when I knelt down to investigate, something slimy crawled up my arm and into my ear. My hand was barely at the side of my face to try and brush it off, when suddenly I had no control over my body anymore. He wasn’t very forthcoming with any information, but I was able to convince him to take over someone else’s body. I’d dreamed of encountering an alien lifeform like this... I just needed to convince him that he could trust me.
“Derek is who I was planning to give you,” I said as we walked past him. “That’s him in the green t-shirt. I’ll slip you into his locker so that you can ambush him, and then when I’m done with class we can meet back up.” Until today, I had been cursing fate for making my college require a PE class credit for graduation, but if it meant having one of the myriad sexy athletes who taunted my daydreams as a boyfriend, it will have all been worth it. Especially if that sexy athlete is also an alien who needs help learning and assimilating into our culture.
“I find this an acceptable agreement,” the alien said, taking temporary control of my voice to communicate with me. The feeling of becoming a passenger inside of my own body was still incredibly surreal, and frankly a bit nerve-wracking. Still, better him than me. It was hard to feel sorry for him when he’d always been such a homophobic asshole-- he had started giving me extra shit once he noticed the pride pin on my backpack. He was a country boy through and through, and as such he had no patience for my existence.
I opened my locker, quickly shucking off my street clothes and slipping on my swimsuit. “Derek’s locker is the one right next to mine,” I whispered, tapping it with my hand. The alien made no response, instead taking full control of my body-- effectively freezing me in place. It was probably for the best that I couldn’t move, because the alien decided to exit through my cock.
It was the most orgasmic sensation I’d ever felt, and I absolutely would have let out an embarrassingly loud moan if I’d had control of my voice. Instead, he dropped onto the bench and crawled into Derek’s locker through the seams. I took a few moments to catch my breath, hoping no one noticed anything unusual. Hopefully I’d been able to disguise my breathing enough to avoid anyone hear me panting for air. I was already unpopular-- the last thing I needed was to be known as the guy who jizzes uncontrollably in the locker room.
Swim class was quite possibly the longest 50 minutes I have ever had to endure. The class was annoying enough on a good day-- despite it being an intro class, the teacher was a complete hard-ass who graded on results, not participation. It’s hard to enjoy the eye candy all around me when I’m having to work my ass off just for a C grade. But today? Knowing that my alien friend was waiting in Derek’s locker, ready to ambush him and take control of his body... the anticipation was killing me. As much as I wanted to rush out once class ended, I knew that would raise way too much suspicion. Better to stay behind, and let everyone else leave before me. All the same, I found myself cursing fate for requiring so much patience from me.
“As you can see, it worked.” I retuned to my locker only to find Derek sitting there, waiting for me. I was glad that I had decided to linger out by the pool, because seeing Derek’s body posed so seductively gave me an instant erection that my swim trunks were incapable of hiding. The alien laughed, and motioned me closer. “He’s very grossed out right now, you know. I can hear him screaming inside of his head, calling you some very cruel words just for the crime of being attracted to him.”
I couldn’t help but smile. The thought of having control over Derek’s fate was tantalizing. “Well, I bet it will make him even angrier to learn that I’m the reason you made your way into his locker. And it will serve him right, the bastard.”
“It sure did. He’s screaming right now,” he said, tapping the side of his head. “It’s almost a shame that you can’t hear him. When I was inside of you, I could sense the mixture of jealousy and hatred you bear toward him. Hearing his pain might have given you closure.” Derek rose to his feet, standing so close to me that our bodies were practically touching.
My heart was racing. Was the alien doing this on purpose? “Well, I can, uhhh...” I paused, taking a deep breath. “I can think of another way I might be able to get closure.” With that, I leaned forward and kissed Derek on the lips. In turn, the alien grabbed the back of my head and started making out with me.
I couldn’t believe my luck! I let myself relax, allowing the alien to penetrate my mouth with Derek’s tongue. Only, something else entered as well, leaving Derek’s mouth and crawling down my throat. I tried to break away, but Derek’s grip hardened, holding my head in place. I started to dry heave as my body tried to expel the intruder, but it was too late.
“Allowing you to remain free would have been a liability, but one easily solved.” Derek said, putting on his trademark ballcap while I once again lost control of my body. “You have the honor of being controlled by the first offspring I’ve made on this planet. Or did you really think I was going to let you escape, even after you had learned about the secret of my kind’s existence?”
I could do nothing as my body wiped its lips dry. “Even more comical, sir,” it said, using my voice. “It wanted to enter a courting relationship with you. It hoped that you would fall in love with him while inside of your current host body.”
Derek started to laugh. “I had wondered why it was trying to help me with the invasion. Well, then... request denied. But before we try to replicate and obtain more hosts, I think we should investigate this ‘sex’ ritual that humans find so important. Follow me.”
I watched helplessly as my body followed Derek into a shower stall. Until today, I would have given anything to hook up with Derek. Now, however, I was cursing fate for reducing me to nothing more than a passenger inside of my own body. I found myself looking into Derek’s eyes as his body was railing my tight hole, pondering what thoughts were going through his head. We were both nothing more than prisoners inside of our own minds, now. I wonder if he might ever forgive me.
#gay male story#queer romance#muscle jock#revenge#male body theft#alien possession#slime possession#male possession#male body possession
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Omg I advertised this on my old account and completely forgot to do it again here!
A few months back I made this (overly organized) warriors pinterest board. I'm not as active as I used to be but I AM STILL ADDING THINGS... I'm just kinda picky with my references!
Link: HERE
The categories are:
Videos (Having trouble figuring out the way cats move about? Need some animation help? Made this with that in mind!)
Coats (Good for design inspo)
Kittens (All your kittens looking like tiny adult cats? This is for you!)
Close Ups (Good for expressions / muzzles, for those who struggle in that regard)
Poses (Mostly things like jumping, running, stretching, good for dramatic scenes)
Camps/Groups (Dont know how to put multiple cats in a drawing? Need help with perspective and whatnot? Yeah, me too...)
Friendliness (Cats being friendly / affectionate with eachthother)
Fighting (Cats fighting eachother, for those epic battle scenes)
Hunting/Prey (Good if you need some size references, you really underestimate how big some of these animals are)
Parents/Mentors (For those who struggle sizing kittens alongside adults, especially)
Scenery (Just some pretty scenery ideas, good for making fan-clans imo)
#wc#warriors#warrior cats#inspo#pinterest#pinterest board#cat#kitten#art#fanart#thunderclan#riverclan#shadowclan#windclan#skyclan
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CIX: Top 5 Kinks
request: could i request cix kinks? 🤪
p.s. the kinks are not necessarily in order
p.p.s. can we get a round of applause for me for not giving every cix member a pet play kink thank u
byounggon
overstimulation (receiving) - he will whine the entire time but he wants you to keep touching him until he’s shaking and crying. he needs that fairly regularly. bonus points because he gets the best sleep of his life afterwards.
praise - this one goes both ways. he needs to know he’s doing a good job and he’s gonna tell you how good of a job you’re doing even if it’s barely intelligible and peppered with breathy moans! he gets so kittenlike under your praise it’s so cute </3
somnophilia - loves to be woken up inside you whether it’s your mouth or your cunt. he’s so sensitive it feels so good!! :( he won’t be the one to wake you or do any of the work for that matter, but he will be the best and prettiest pillow prince for you.
face sitting - smother him. he’ll let you. he’ll ask for it. his eyes are rolling into the back of his head even though his eyes are closed because my god, he must be the luckiest person in the world to have his tongue deep inside you while you hold onto his hair for dear life. lovessss how messy he gets.
handjobs - there’s just something special about a good ol’ handjob for gon. it’s like all the times he fucked his own fist and tried to imagine your hand instead except now it’s real. he also likes how easily you can give him one. one slip of your hand down his boxers and it’s game on.
seunghun
mutual masturbation - seunghun is no stranger to his own fist. they’re best friends. so, naturally, he loves to get himself off while watching you pleasure yourself for his view. it’s the prettiest thing he can imagine. he loves to instruct you on how to touch yourself for him. his ego loves when you listen.
dumbification - ohhh my god when you’re head empty only seunghun? his life goal. he gets so fucking cocky and can’t wipe the smirk off of his face when your words start failing you because he’s making you feel so good and he just has to rub it in. aww, can’t talk to me? no lights on in that little head anymore?
marking - seunghun is possessive. we all know that. does not want you to look at another man, does not want another man to look at you. but if other men must look at you, he’d like to leave behind some reminders on your skin that you’re his. and he likes to wear yours too. bonus points because every time he sees them, he’s reminded of exactly how they were made.
filming - similarly to what i mentioned with mutual masturbation, seunghun likes to be your director. he’ll film you, telling you to do this and pose like that for the camera. he likes making a creative little memory of your time between the sheets together. he will make you watch them with him whenever the urge strikes.
make up sex - seunghun likes to prove himself. there’s no better time to do that than when he’s got some ground to make up with you. sex after a fight ignites a special kind of ambition within him that he can’t quite channel otherwise. it’s always the most spectacular sex that feels more like a wet dream because irl sex has never been that good. ever.
yonghee
edging - yonghee is so mean in the sweetest way possible. he will coo at you and lay the thickest fake pity on you while he keeps bringing you just to the brink of orgasm, letting it die, and then starting again. he’ll be disgustingly sweet about it at the same time, pushing your sweaty hair out of your face and telling you how pretty you look for him and how well you’re doing.
phone sex - yonghee enjoys making you squirm and the fact that he can accomplish that just with his voice is… <3 he doesn’t usually engage in it planning to find his own pleasure, but sometimes he can’t help himself when he hears how breathy your voice gets or your little whines on the other end of the phone.
pet play - oh, you are yonghee’s kitten. he will not be shy to fully indulge. you’ll have kitten ears, a collar, a tail. he’ll scratch your head and call you to his lap. when he senses that you’re needy, he’ll refer to it as purring. what’s that? are you purring for me, kitten?
thigh riding - yonghee wants to take care of you okay :( sometimes it may not be the most feasible to take your clothes off or do anything that requires too much time or effort. in those times, he’ll help you get off on his thigh to hold you over. he won’t even be mean about it. he’ll guide you with his hands so you don’t have to do anything but feel good for him. he also very much loves watching how you only need his thigh to fall apart so he will still sometimes do this even if you have plenty ability to do more
finger sucking/fucking - just consider this the category for all things involving yonghee’s fingers. he loves to finger you because he can usually do so any time anywhere and just watch your face morph from the pleasure he’s giving you. he likes how obediently you suck on his fingers and he’ll sometimes stop you from talking/disagreeing with him by filling your mouth with a finger. shh shh shh, open.
jinyoung
oral sex (giving) - jinyoung loves going down on you because he can get lost in it. he easily learns how you react to even the most minor stimulation and he gets a bit competitive with himself about it. sometimes he wants to make you cum faster than last time, sometimes he wants to see if he can make you louder this time.
cockwarming - he wouldn’t like this idea initially upon learning about it, but when he thinks about how he can use it to drive you crazy… he loves it. he has a surprising amount of patience so he’ll sit you on his cock and wait for you to start squirming and begging him for more. then he’ll act like you’re just so incredibly needy, tsking at you as he gives you what you both want.
hair pulling (receiving) - he’d probably never be able to put into words why he loves it when you pull his hair, but he does. to the point that when you pull his hair, his eyes will sometimes roll into the back of his head. he has to recenter himself every time because it’s like he gets pulled out of his own body.
morning sex - jinyoung can get in his own head more often than he’d like and sometimes that can put a lot of unnecessary pressure on sex for him. morning sex is good for him because he’s usually still too foggy to overthink. he’s able to operate instinctively and starting the day with good sex will leave him in a more positive headspace for the rest of the day.
restraints (receiving) - similarly to the last one, being restrained forces jinyoung to let go. if he can’t see or touch you, he can’t place much pressure on himself. additionally, he gets very excited and sensitive to even the smallest of touches when you’re calling all the shots. give him head while he’s cuffed and blindfolded and you’ll never be able to think about anything else.
hyunsuk
quickies - hyunsuk loves quickies for a few reasons: 1) he usually gets to fuck the soul out of you for the sake of time and 2) they sometimes happen in places you two should probably not be fucking in the first place.
creampie - letting hyunsuk cum inside you is like telling him he won the lottery. he will never get used to the feeling of releasing inside you and then watching himself drip from you when he pulls out. his eyes will be transfixed on the sight.
choking - choking or being choked—hyunsuk likes both. he would neeever suggest or attempt to choke you on his own, but if he knew it was something you liked, he’d try it and find that he likes it too. but choke him back. you’ll be able to tell by his eyes and the surprised moan that he loves it.
jealous sex - this one has stipulations but if everything comes together just right, hyunsuk fucking loves jealous sex. for one, the jealousy has to be resolved. if he feels like you’re still making him insecure, this won’t happen. he needs to know there is no actual threat or problem. second, he will not admit that he likes this. but boooooy does he give you the fuck of your life every time! it’s very similar to seunghun and make up sex.
dirty talk - listen, he’d be so shy about this at first. he would not feel confident at all talking dirty to you, but he would know that every time you said something filthy to him, he had to try like hell not to cum right then and there. with time, he’d experiment with doing it more himself, and once he got the hang of it, he’d never look back. you’d never be safe again. in bed, out of bed, in text - he’s making your mouth dry as often as humanly possible.
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🐈 Give me the drama!
Drama, eh? How about the tragedy that is Dustpelt's mother?
Mild trigger warning for xenophobia.
I split up Robinwing's kittens amongst others. Frostfur and Chestnutwing are their only children, though she does give some help to Brindleface and Whitestorm both for a small amount of time. All Queens helped out with Brindlekit and Whitekit though. Brindlekit's mother abandoned Thunderclan after giving birth and never said who the father was, and no one claimed her. Longtail was born to Patchpelt still, but now his mother is an OC named Bluebellfur. This successfully shatters one of the problems that Robinwing, Fuzzypelt and Patchpelt caused.
As for Dustpelt, Cherrypaw and Ravenpaw? They are now the kittens that belong to Grayflower.
Grayflower is a skinny gray and cream/dilute tortoiseshell molly with purple eyes. She had her kits Honor Sired by Featherwhisker. They had NO relationship, she just wanted a Thunderclan Sire and Featherwhisker gave a thumbs up as long as she didn't involve him. He ain't a father.
She appears first during Bluestar's Prophecy as a young apprentice, trained by Fuzzypelt, and is one of the (many) cats egging on Thistlepaw. Yeah! Let's ruin those soggy fish munching freaks! Sure I'll show you a good spot where you can beat the snot out of an innocent kittypet, they're not truly cats, after all.
Yeah... if Featherwhisker knew how nasty she could be, I don't think he would have Honor Sired.
She was a TOUGH lady. Awful habits aside, nothing EVER fazed Grayflower. Ever. Cucumber trick would not have worked, kitty is unshakable.
As for her family, one would be SHOCKED to know that her parents are Tawnyspots and a brilliant cat known as Flypelt. Sadly, Flypelt passed in childbirth, leaving Tawnyspots alone with Graykit and Thrushkit. Where Thrushkit would become Thrushpelt, a proto-Fire Law supporter, his sister Grayflower would become a proto-Tiger Law supporter. A HARD Codeist.
However, oddly enough... She was a very loving mother. She held Cherrykit, Dustkit and Ravenkit close, amused when Ravenkit showed purple eyes like hers. She loved them so much, telling the three all the time how proud she was, making sure to hunt for them when she could to get their favorite prey - Robin. She even made a request to Bluestar to hold Ravenkit back for a while, her son too nervous to leave the nursery just yet.
She was the mother that would leave kind notes in your lunchbag, pack cool bandaids in her purse whenever you scraped your knee and tell you you're being so, so brave when she uses the antiseptic spray. Grayflower would make sure you eat your veggies and use your manners and help you if you needed it.
But she would then go online and rant about 'filthy' outsiders posing a threat, and cats with "outside blood" should be thrown out of the Clans, and no one could ever hope to be as holy or pure as a "Proper Thunderclan cat".
Her death comes swiftly in WCR!Into The Wild, she dies in the same battle Lionheart is killed in. Her throat is slashed by a Shadowclan cat, she's dead before she even hits the ground. Firepaw didn't like her, but when he sees how it effects her 3 kids, he understands that while she wasn't kind in any way towards him, she was still loved.
Cherryshine hides away in the warriors den, holding a small gift that Grayflower made for her, a wooden figure. Dustpaw goes from snarky and rude to just... Closed off completely. No one can get him to talk for several days. Ravenpaw clings to Graypaw and Firepaw harder for a while, having even more nightmares...
Her impact is felt harder in her death. Dustpelt had always wanted to be like her, and when he grows up he realizes just how horrific her ideals had been. Cherryshine had started to reject her ideals as an apprentice, but it never meant she didn't love her mother, never wanted to see her get better.
Ravenpaw though? Oooh, that's the juicy one.
Ravenpaw's Farewell is about grief, loss, and how people we lose can still have effect on us, even years down the line. Ravenpaw visits the graves of cats he knew regularly, the ones that haven't been paved over for an almost completely unused road. Grayflower's grave is included. He has... Some feelings about her.
When Tigerclaw had started to blame him for all the bad things happening in Thunderclan, would she have believed him? She would have died for her kids, but she would have died for Tigerstar's plans too. She believed Tigerclaw's every word... Had she loved Ravenpaw enough?
She would love who Barley is, he's funny, strong, and always up for a quick hunting session or a fun wrestle.
But she would hate what Barley is, so, so much. She hated all outsiders, especially clanless cats.
Would she hate him too?
#warrior cats#warrior cats rewrite#warriors#wcr#asks#warriors ocs#original character#grayflower#cherrypaw#ravenpaw#wc barley#dustpelt#tigerclaw#tw xenophobia
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y. jw — LOVING HIM, MEOW AND FURREVER.
ぬ̳ ‣ PAIRING ♡% !ㅤㅤnon-idol bf!jungwon x reader
ぬ̳ ‣ SYNOPSIS ♡% !ㅤㅤthere was no “adopting a cat” written for the plan for your date with jungwon, so why did the both of you come home with a plus one?
ぬ̳ ‣ GENRE ♡% !ㅤㅤfluff
ぬ̳ ‣ WORD COUNT ♡% !ㅤㅤ1.3k words
ぬ̳ ‣ WARNINGS ♡% !ㅤㅤnone, not proofread
you were currently hand in hand with jungwon, walking along the sidewalks of seoul as the two of you search for the cat cafe you were about to spend the half of your day on. you two currently had just finished finals, and of course, the best way to rest is to spend it is with a loved one. you’ve been together for a long time, but his personality and qualities never cease to make you adore him even more.
everything was going really well, thankfully; the weather is clear, nothing bad or unlucky has happened yet, and the two of you were having a good time together, learning about each other even more— as if you two hadn’t been friends for two years prior to dating. you sip on your small frappe, emptying the cup before you arrive at the said cafe as it would be obvious that food from outside wouldn’t be allowed for safety reasons.
after a few minutes, you finally reach the building— the exterior was designed really cutely, resembling a cat scratching post. jungwon had noticed how your eyes glistened at the exterior and offered to take your photos. “you can stand there, i’ll take your photos.” he smiled, his dimples becoming visible only for you to blush and return his cute smile. “thank you.” you handed him your phone, as you stood in front of the building, posing for the camera. “don’t you want your photos too?” you ask him, motioning for him to come to you. “i’d love that, and a picture with us together too.” he replied, as he thanks you before handing you his phone. for your pictures together, the two of you had just decided to use a timer— too shy to ask a stranger to take photos for the two of you.
entering the building, you were greeted by a staff that guided you to the main desk where you needed to fill out a certain form asking for your basic information. after that, you two had changed your shoes onto the cafe-provided fluffy slippers and entered the battlefield: a room filled with cats, who varied from different breeds.
a cat cutely made it’s way to jungwon, purring against his leg. crouching down, jungwon started to carefully pet the cute ragdoll. minutes passed and she hasn’t budged from the two of you, only making herself feel more comfortable sitting at jungwon’s lap. “seola seems to like you a lot,” a staff made her way to the both of you, with a suggestive glint in her eyes. “she’s a three-month old ragdoll… since we can’t accommodate much cats, she’s one of the many cats up for adoption.” she added, surely catching both your attention and jungwon's. “really?” you gasped, seeing the pretty cat in front of you— her eyes almost looked like she was pleading for you and your boyfriend to adopt her. “hm, we’ll spend more time with seola before finally deciding.” you replied with a smile as the staff nods in understanding.
“she’s really pretty, right?” you sat beside jungwon, opening the sippy cup half-filled with milk for kittens. “yeah, and she really seems to like us… would you like to adopt her?” jungwon replied, looking up to your direction, hope was visible on his eyes. “well, if you want to.” you position the said cup in front of the baby ragdoll as she started to drink milk. “i really want to.” jungwon flashed a smile, his dimples showing up again. “then it is decided!” you excitedly reply, with your whisker-like dimples forming. the both of you took photos with seola, and the other cats before going back to the main desk.
the staff from earlier surely recognized you, as she flashes a smile once again. “have you two decided?” she inquired, making you nod. “we’ve both decided to adopt seola,” you reply, curtly smiling. “great! i’ll be back with the paperwork, please wait here.” she hurriedly went into the ‘staff only’ room before guiding you onto a much more private room with the paperwork on hand.
a few paperwork and a short interview later, you and jungwon are finally seola’s parents. “can we take a photo of you two and seola? we’d like to post them pn our sns account. but if you’d rather not, we’ll respect that.” the owner asked as the two of you shook hands. “we don’t mind. right?” jungwon replies, sending a smile your way as you courtly nodded, replying with a “yeah.”
posing in the camera, the two of you held seola in a way she wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. the ‘shoot’ was really quick too, just a few clicks. the owner showed both of you the picture, asking which one would they use. you and jungwon had agreed to a certain picture— you looking at the cute kitten as jungwon was gazing at you lovingly. after all that, you bid your goodbyes with the staff and manager of the said cat cafe. “ah, young love.” the owner sighed, a small smile forming in her face before pressing post on her instagram app.
before heading home, you two had decided to shop for seola’s food and toys on a nearby pet shop. shopping there for the first time was really fun, and thankfully, you were filming the entire thing. you’d surely love to look back at these types of memories— being young, dumb, and in love. you wanted to share many of your firsts with your boyfriend more than anyone else, and now, it’s happening. you have your first shared fur baby together.
once you got home on your shared apartment unit, you helped seola warm up to her new home as jungwon organized your new baby’s items, joining you after a short while. you decided to check your phone for a short bit, checking your sns app as the owner mentioned that she’ll be tagging you on her post— and she did. clicking at the notification, you had realized that the photo became a hit with a hundred-thousand likes and a thousand comments. you rush to the comments, wondering why the photo received such an amount of attention. the comments were mostly like:
‘they both look like cats haha that’s adorable’
'two cats adopting a kitten?’
'wah, they really look like the kitten…’
“do i really look like a cat?” you thought out, loud enough for jungwon to respond with a ‘yes.’ you decided to show him the comments, and he found them funny. he always got told that he really looks like a cat but he never believed the claims, well, not until today. “i guess we both look like cats? what can i say, we’re a match made in heaven.” he joked, as you both giggle before going back to the living room where seola was. “since you look like a cat, can you also meow?” you asked jungwon as you sat. “meow…?” he replied, trying to copy a certain sound he once heard on a youtube short. seola quickly glanced at jungwon’s direction before running to your lap. while laying down, she was still eyeing jungwon. “i think you said something offensive in their language…” you giggled, petting the kitten laying down comfortably on your lap as your boyfriend whined. “ah, i didn’t mean to do that seola,” he laid beside you, planting kisses on the kitten as he apologized continuously.
“you made me meow, i think i deserve apology kisses too!” jungwon exclaimed, making you blush as the boy in front of you wiggled his brows. “you’re blushing, that’s so cute” he added, ruffling your hair. “i am not!” you denied, as you feel your face heat up even more, combined with the butterflies swarming your stomach. you eyed him as he pointed as his fluffy cheeks. sighing, you motion for him to come closer as you start to peck parts of his face until he felt like melting on the spot. both of you were also a giggling mess.
today was memorable, to say the least.
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[The infant mystic monkey Xiaoyún/小云 (Little Cloud) hatches from the Stone Egg much earlier (and much smaller) than they should be. They're missing an arm and an eye on their right side where the Stone Egg was cracked, the areas covered over with scar tissue.]
Aww! Poor baby! I hope he's not in pain from that crack!
[Dasheng and Zhanshi will kill anyone and anything that poses a threat to their little cloud.]
I have this feeling their kill counts will pentuple in the coming years.
That baby is prbs gonna be the most doted on in the Wukongverse by far.
I couldn't help imagine Red trying to make a prosthetic arm for the kid, but it devolved into Peach going, "I helped! I chopped my arms off to help Red with whatever he needed to get the things to work a needed."
Plum adding in tiredly, "The amount of hand and arm jokes that came during this event was frustrating to a point even the kids were throwing couches at the laughing asshole."
Xiaoyun is not in pain, but the single arm and eye is a little hurdle he grows to adapt to. He's also missing the outer ear(s) on his right/"cracked" side. His birth deformities mimic the perma-injuries his parents received in story - Dasheng's shackled right arm from the buddha vs Zhanshi's injuries from the war.
He's still a feisty baby! Like that one tiktok of a kitten trying to furiously smack something with it's missing paw. Loud chirping and squeaking follow where ever he is. Very chatty once he gets big enough.
Liuer is def the big brother who dotes on his little adoptive sibling. Is the first one to witness Xiaoyun crawling/walking on his own, and started crying with pride so loudly that the monkey parents thought something was wrong. They too started crying with pride.
[That baby is prbs gonna be the most doted on in the Wukongverse by far.]
Dasheng and Zhanshi come into a Wukongverse meeting after a few weeks of radio silence. Only to reveal tiny baby Xiaoyun, swaddled safely against one of their chests.
The other universes characters all have emotional attacks from the cuteness. Fully grown monkeys/pigs/monks/dragons/& fishmen sobbing.
Peach, crying from the cuteness: "H-he's so small!"
Dasheng, attention fully on the baby: "He is. We wanted to make sure he was strong enough before we showed him off."
Starfruit: "What's up with his face?" *gets smacked by 2 other monkeys* "Ow! It's a legit question!"
Zhanshi, petting Starfruit's head: "It's ok. Little Xiaoyun's egg was damaged sometime before he hatched. We think the damage caused his right extremities not to form correctly."
Liang, introducing Xiao Qi to the new baby: "Aw. Poor thing. I hope it doesn't cause him too many issues in the future. Maybe he'll manifest a crystal limb like his baba."
Dasheng, hiding his crystallized tail: "Eh. Lets not get our hopes up."
Sugar, in a baby-voice to Xiaoyun: "If anything happened to you, I would tear Heaven asunder. Yes I would!" :3
Meanwhile, LMK MK is too busy making goofy faces at this little other-him to wonder if his egg was cracked too (in the Monkey King and the Infant Au it was).
[I couldn't help imagine Red trying to make a prosthetic arm for the kid]
If LMK Red made a functional futuristic prosthetic arm for Xiaoyun, he would recieve the undying loyalty of the entire HiB gang.
And Peach would also get a tight hug of appreciation, and a groan for all his arm puns.
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New posepack: Assorted Kittens (solo poses)
Some pretty basic stuff, but I had a need for kittens just doing kitten things in the background of my story posts and maybe you do too. Many of these were originally made for a table and chair set up, which I’ve included, but I’ve also made floor versions that will spawn wherever you place the teleporter. Hopefully this will make it easier to use them in different situations!
Tip: for poses 1-8, you can use the bb.moveobjectson cheat in Build Mode to place the teleporter (and therefore the pose) on or near objects. In live mode, you can use TOOL to inch them closer to objects (if, for example, you want to have pose 3 with its foot against a Sim or sofa): select Toggle Active Object from the TOOL menu so that the kitten turns green, then left click near their back feet to move them a little bit in whatever direction you want. To move them a larger distance, just click further away. Click the kitten again to remove the green overlay once you have them where you want them.
Note: poses 9-13 were made for that specific table and chair and you may need to adjust for others. They will work with many seated Sims poses depending on how you place the Sim in the chair.
As always, please don’t redistribute, claim as your own, or edit and THEN claim as your own. Thaaaanks.
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I was asked to make adult cat versions of these, so here they are! Exactly the same as the kittens, I’ve just made a couple minor adjustments for the table ones where height changed the poses.
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Hello!
I hope, this message finds you in good health and a pleasant day will follow after it. I guess, I just wanted to say thank you?
I opened your blog thanks to your works (absolutely stunning, by the way; I especially like the way you work with light and how the poses and facial expressions of the characters are fused into a soft mood, an atmosphere of great delicacy, almost elusive magic), but I was struck by what a pleasant, amazing and wonderful person you are besides that.
Of course, I can't claim to know you. But know, that sometimes these glimpses of your personality and worldview in your posts feel as good as a cup of the best coffee in the city you are passing through, like the most affectionate cat in white socks, which you will never see again, but who let you pet him, and like a fantastic song performed by a street musician that disappears the next morning. Something so brief, but beautiful. And at such moments, I believe, you remember, that you love people and love life. So, thank you.
Can only wish for you to stay true to yourself, always find pleasure in creativity and have the opportunity to love and be loved. If sometimes the first one seems difficult – go and find that coffee, that cat, that musician, I know that the beauty in the world will respond to your beauty. If the latter seems impossible, remember that there are probably dozens more people like me – a little bit charmed by you.
I apologize in advance for possible mistakes, I'm not a native speaker.
Goodbye!
Not gonna lie, I don't really want to answer this because I want this in my inbox for ever, so I can look at it anytime I want to, but that's selfish, I need to tell you, Anon, that if you spread this kind of love, this kind of positivity, I need to get back to you, even if I don't know who you are.
Honestly, I don't really know how to answer this message. Anon, this was probably one of the most wholesome, heart felt things I've ever been told. This is just so, so beautiful, and I'm struggling with the fact that I might not have a mental lexicon that I can use to express how this has made me feel. My presence has never been compared to a stray cat allowing you to pet them, or your favorite song perfectly performed for you just once in your life.
You nailed one thing about this, and this is the feeling I constantly attempt to address in people. That's what I want to be, ephemeral joy, someone that made something that made you smile today. I have never told this, like, publicly, but as silly as it may sound, a few years back I used to join to random chats and just talked to people, because I know what it feels to not being able to talk openly to anyone. So I became that anon, that faceles, nameless entity that helped them spill out whatever was stuck in their chests. When they started asking for my socials, I just knew it was time to jump to another random person. Didn't want to be found, didn't want to run into that person anymore because my job was done. Fleeting nice encounter, nothing more.
Your message has just struck me in the best way. Thank you so, so much for your great words and your loving feelings and wishes. Just by the way you write I can see that you're a beautiful soul that know how to find joy and I love that for you, because you too know how to give back that joy you find. That's a talent, and that's beautiful, and that's what keeps my faith alight.
There's good in the world, there's good in people, and this message is proof of that. I will remember that someone thinks of me as the best coffee in town, and as an affectionate stray kitten, as a favourite song, whenever I feel like I am worth nothing. I will remember this.
I will remember you, even if I don't know you.
Thank you so much, I hope you have the best life.
PS: I'm not a native English speaker either, but your message was flawless.
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Naughty Kitty
This is the next part of my Kitten Jaskier au.
Explicit. Warnings: Pet play, Dom/sub undertones, subspace, collars, anal plug, anal sex, oral sex, rough sex, dirty talk. 2,200 words
Geralt/Jaskier
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Jaskier can already feel himself slipping into his kitten space, but he pushes it off as much as he can. Geralt doesn't like when he goes into subspace on his own, and now he realizes how dangerous it was when he did so in the past. Thankfully he has a great partner now, and Geralt takes such good care of him. Tonight is supposed to be a little present to show him how much Jaskier adores him, though it's going to be fun for him, too.
He fixes his headband before leaping off the bed, landing on all fours like a proper cat should. He shakes his hips, moving his tail plug around, and the soft faux fur slides smoothly over the back of his legs. Satisfied that everything is in place, he slowly makes his way to their front door, tail swinging behind him. Geralt should be home soon, but he still has time to get in position.
Jaskier stops a few feet back from the front door, wanting to be the only thing Geralt sees when he opens it. He kneels up, sitting on his heels before balling up his fists and holding them up in front of his chests. It's his classic paws up pose, and one of Geralt's favorites. He shivers, already anticipating his partner's reaction when he gets home.
It doesn't take a mirror to know he looks damn good right now. Jaskier is naked except for his kitten gear. His headband is new - a holiday gift to himself - and though it's more playful than his usual style, he knows it looks good. The soft kitten ears are bright red with white inside, and the tail is candy cane striped to match. He should feel ridiculous, but he just feels pretty and festive instead.
The impromptu collar he made feels heavy like a brand around his neck, and he knows he will have to bring up buying something permanent together soon. He never feels like anything but Geralt's when they're playing like this, but a constant reminder of ownership would make things even hotter. He forces himself to open his eyes, not remembering when he had closed them. He's going under faster than anticipated, but it's easy knowing Geralt will be home any minute now.
Jaskier is buzzing with anticipation by the time the door swings open. He looks up at Geralt through his long lashes, holding back a smirk when his lover's eyes go wide and he tosses his keys and coat on the floor in his rush to slam the door behind him. Jaskier is a good kitten, not moving even a little while Geralt takes him in.
"What a nice surprise," Geralt finally says, shaking his head as if to clear it. And no, that simply won't do. That's not what tonight is about. Jaskier meows loudly and tilts his head back to show off the red ribbon tied carefully around his neck.
His heartbeat picks up as Geralt's thick fingers caress his neck, his thumb brushing over Jaskier's pulse point before lifting the tag attached to the make-shift collar. The little silver jingle bell chimes, and Jaskier has to hold in a laugh. It's louder than any kitten-themed bell he's worn before. Perhaps he should have tested that out, but it's not like fucking with the sound of jingle bells in his ears will make it any less fun.
"Naughty," Geralt reads, drawing out the word. "Is that right? I came home to a naughty kitty?" He places two fingers against Jaskier's lips, easily pressing them inside with no resistance. Jaskier sighs, the heavy press of Geralt's fingers on his tongue grounding him. Fuck, he didn’t realized how much he needed this.
Jaskier feels his mind slowing down, like gears getting coated with honey, and he blinks up at Geralt slowly. Geralt stares back at him, a warm look on his face, and Jaskier feels so fucking safe he could cry. He greedily sucks on Geralt's fingers, not bothering to be subtle about what he actually wants. Geralt lets him keep at it until he's drooling, spit slowly sliding down his chin as his eyes glaze over.
"You need more to keep that mouth busy, don't you?" Geralt asks, a growl on the edge of his voice. Jaskier can't speak, not like this, but he starts humming in his version of a purr, knowing Geralt will get the hint. "Such a messy kitty," he adds, clicking his tongue as he pulls his fingers back. Jaskier falls forward slightly, chasing the feeling of being so full. But then he realizes he's supposed to be good, - and oh how he wants to be good - so he sits back on his heels and waits for instructions.
It shifts the plug in his ass, and Jaskier clenches around it, whining as sparks shoot through him. Geralt maintains eye contact, wetting his lips as he unzips his trousers and shoves them down just far enough to get himself out. It feels like Jaskier's heart is going to beat right out of his chest as he watches his lover stroke himself, slowly hardening under his own touch. Jaskier longs to be the one doing that, but his paws are useless when he's like this. Instead, he sits there, ever so good, until Geralt taps him on the mouth gently.
"That's it, open up for me sweetheart," Geralt murmurs as he moves forward. He holds the head of his cock just out of reach, and Jaskier is practically gagging for it. He wants to move, wants to swallow him down, but he can do this. He can be good. "So perfect for me," Geralt whispers, and Jaskier's heart soars.
And then he moves forward, slowly feeding Jaskier his cock. Jaskier's whole world dissolves down to salt and musk and the heavy weight of Geralt's prick on his tongue. Still, he doesn't move, just lets Geralt buck his hips, using him for his own pleasure. A familiar peace falls over him, and he finally gives in completely, letting his kitten space take over.
It's so easy to let go, to lose himself in the feeling of Geralt fucking his face. He's floating, body buzzing as Geralt thrusts in and out of him. His own cock throbs lightly, but it’s more of an afterthought. This is for Geralt, not him.
His eyes threaten to flutter closed, but he manages to keep them open, manages to stare up at Geralt as he's used to brilliantly. Shaking his hips, he moves his fluffy tail around behind him, and Geralt slams into him roughly a few more times before pulling out. He rubs the wet head of his cock over Jaskier's lower lip, pre-come making a mess of him, and Jaskier hums in happiness.
"You didn't get all prettied up for me to spill in this lovely mouth of yours, did you?" Geralt asks, and Jaskier tilts his head, rubbing against his palm. He shimmies his hips again, and Geralt takes notice this time. "Let's get you to the bedroom," he says, but Jaskier hisses. He moves forward, rubbing his forehead against Geralt's calf, trying to make him realize what he wants, what he needs.
Geralt drops to his knees and studies him, his golden-flecked eyes roaming over Jaskier's face. Ever the helpful pet, Jaskier tilts his head and jingles the bell on his collar. With a chuckle, Geralt seems to put the pieces together. "You're naughty tonight. Nice kittens get fucked in a bed. You want me to take you right here? Fuck you three feet from the door like a slut in heat?"
A moan rips out of him, and Jaskier sways, nearly falling into Geralt. Somehow, he's able to stay upright, even though it feels like his limbs have gone limp. He meows, and Geralt cups his cheek, letting him rub against his warm palm again. His other hand comes up and he scratches Jaskier behind his headband, giving him some ear scritches.
"Tail up, then."
Jaskier shudders and scurries to obey, spinning around and practically throwing himself down on the floor. He presses his forehead against the carpet and arches his back, shoving his ass up in the air. Geralt's large hands move over his back, soothing him before cupping his ass. There's a pause, and Jaskier almost whines again, desperate for attention, but then Geralt taps on the plug in his ass and he howls as fire dances up his spine.
Geralt teases him, pressing a thumb against his stretched rim, tracing where his body swallows up the plug. His tail hangs over his hip, the soft fur adding to the overwhelming amount of sensations flowing over him. He doesn't go easy, alternating between tapping the blunt base of the plug and tugging on Jaskier's tail to make him whimper. He taunts him, working the toy halfway out before shoving it back inside.
By the time he deems Jaskier ready, he's about to melt into the floor beneath him. There's a stinging in his knees, and some part of him knows he'll have rug burn after this, but his mind is too far gone to care. He pushes back, looking for more, and Geralt punishes him for it with a sharp slap on his ass. He cries out and presses his head deeper into the carpet, letting the sting of the hit wash over him.
Just when he thinks he can't feel anything more than he already does, Geralt pulls the toy out of him, dragging a broken moan from his chest. He hears it thud on the carpet next to him but is too far gone to focus on it. Geralt says something, but the words don't make sense. He feels sluggish, like he's floating and falling at the same time, and he waits for Geralt to repeat himself.
"More lube?" he finally hears, not knowing how many times his owner has had to repeat himself. He hisses and shoves his hips back, hoping Geralt understands him. He opened himself up for what seems like hours earlier, and he wants to feel his lover tonight. Geralt normally pampers him, spending way too long stretching him, and he's more than open enough to take him like he is. "Right, naughty," Geralt murmurs, and Jaskier hears the rustle of fabric behind him.
When he moves in again, it's clear Geralt has shoved his trousers down to his knees and his bare thighs hit the back of Jaskier's. He whines and pushes back, but Geralt whispers something soothing and runs a hand down his spine a few times, grounding him. As inpatient as he is for this, Jaskier settles himself somehow and holds still.
Only then does Geralt rub the leaking head of his dick against Jaskier's slicked up hole. He wants to buck back, wants to bury his owner in his ass, but he waits for it like the good boy that he is. After a moment of teasing, Geralt pushes past his rim, slowly sinking inside of him. It's hard to think, hard to remember how to breathe, but Jaskier somehow manages both as he's filled so perfectly.
His face is wet, and he realizes he's drooling on the carpet. With a whine, he tries to pick up his head, but that's the moment Geralt starts to fuck him. He starts in short, rough thrusts, and Jaskier howls as he quickly gets used to the rhythm. He feels wonderful, like he's so fucking full, and it's all he can do to hold his hips up as Geralt starts to drill into him.
And then there are no thoughts, only feelings.
Geralt fucks him harshly, nails digging into his hips and grunting as they move together. Gone is his gentle lover, and in his place is a powerful beast of a man, working him over in the best way possible. It's more than Jaskier had ever hoped for. He cries into the carpet as his legs start to shake, hoping he can hold this position as long as his owner needs him to. The bright sound of the noise bell attached to his collar fills the air, jostled with every slam of Geralt’s body into his.
He's an absolute mess, all drool and tears and whines as Geralt plows into him. It's so fucking perfect he can hardly stand it. His own neglected cock hangs ignored and heavy between his thighs, no doubt dripping pre-come all over the floor. He has a brief flash of being forced to lick it up later, and it's enough to make him shoot off, coming with a shocked howl.
His legs finally give out, but Geralt holds him up, his thrusts stuttering as he chases his own release. Jaskier's body goes limp, but his mind is blank, not a single thought floating in his normally busy head.
And then Geralt finishes, shouting as he fills Jaskier with hot bursts of come. it feels like he's flooding him with it, like his belly will be heavy and full by the time he's done, and Jaskier whines at how perfect it feels. There are lips on his skin, kisses shakily pressed between his shoulder blades, but Jaskier is too far under to respond. He keeps humming, his mind pleasantly free of any weighty thoughts.
"My perfect naughty kitten," Geralt praises him softly, and Jaskier preens as the words flow over him.
Nothing feels as amazing as being a good boy.
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Hello dear admins, i hope you’re having a good day/night!
What did you think about the cats anniversary art?
💮Admin Afra : I personally enjoyed the theme of this anniversary very much. Dangerous vampires look very cute next to lovely cats. Besides, I am very weak against the cuteness of kittens. ><
But Art itself disappointed me greatly :( Or maybe I was expecting too much. Imagine that I waited impatiently and eagerly for a few weeks for the release of the complete illustration, but after it was released, I was very disappointed. The design of a large number of diaboys was extremely weak compared to the previous art.
Just compare Ayato's face with one of my favorite official art. Ayato is very poorly designed in this art.
But on the other hand, this art made me happy to some extent. Because finally, after a long time, we saw Yui's presence in the official art. It's true, I'm not an Ayayui fan and I'm always sad that we don't get as much official art from other ships as Ayayui. But there is no reason to protest. Because Ayayui is main ship, right? I just prefer to be happy with Yui's presence again .
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🌟 Admin Ava : I thought this festival was very cute! I especially love how before we to see the full reveal, the boys would post pictures of the cats on their individual Twitters which I think was a very smart idea. Also those kitties look so fluffy! I wanna hold one!
However, once again Rejet has disappointed me with how Subaru is drawn. Like what Afra has said it's clear as day to see which boys in this particular festival got the most treatment. At this point it's a game seeing which boy was more favored in each festival. Case in point Subaru. It has always gotten on my nerves how he clearly got the worst treatment out of all the boys, especially his brothers, they literally give him the same pose each time and don’t even experiment with him a little!
While I am glad that my baby Yui finally got to be introduced in some official art after god knows how long, I hate that she is in cat form and worst of all is being held by Ayato. I know that they're the “canon” ship but I too am not an AyaYui shipper and wish Rejet wouldn’t focus on them too much. Let’s just pray that the next festival has better art for Subaru and shows Yui with a full body alongside the boys.🙏🏾
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🌸 Admin Irsa: I actually find this theme so adorable and cute, I like the way Yui looked as a cat she looked so cute but the again this girl needs a separate art for herself. She always appears along other diaboys she is either held by them and is not fully shown this is my biggest complain against rejet. They are not improving their design that much the theme was cute but design of some diaboys was poor.
Also Yui in the art is held by Ayato which again shows favouritism of him, Yui as cat is adorable but still she needs her own official art without the presence of other diaboys.
The design of some diaboys is completely different from their old arts which shows that their designing are not improving that much but overall theme was cute. I am going to cry tears of joy when they will post full Yui arts poor girl is drawn only by fandom, all the diaboys have their own art but this girl deserve better she needs more of her individual art. They are some cases in which fandom draws better than the original art which shows their carelessness while drawing they also don't give importance to minor details like they used to do before which is kinda sad but we can only hope they may improve.
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But please note that this is our personal opinion and we do not intend to insult any characters or ships or the opinions of others. Many people have different opinions from us, which is completely commendable.
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