#KISKISKIS

[kattiperkele]

Onkohan kaikki kissat tumpussa sukua toisilleen? Tai siis kun kauheesti kissoja. Minä olen kissa ja sinä olet kissa ja tuokin tuolla on kissa tai ainakin sen tapainen.

Voitaisi pitää sukukokous, kierrellä kuumia puuroja ja oottaa et jotku randomit tulee häätää meitä harjoilla ja luudilla.

🐱 Mitä elämää se olisikaan.

[ne--0n]

[purgetrooperfox]

I LOVE YOU LEOWO

WEHHHHH I LOVE YOU SM

[saetoshis]

HWELLOOO !! i am going to a wedding this weekend so might not be as active BUT i’ll have some lil posts here n there !!1!1!&-&-

[anonbinaryweirdo]

CMERE I WANNA GIVE U A KITH

um.... cooties. absolutely NOT.

I still need to get my COOTIE shot. so until THEN.

keep that mouth aWWWWWay.

[postapocalyptic-cryptic]

hiii mikey, "bright" for the wip ask?

Hi Terra! "Bright" appears once in the second chapter draft of the starbee fic

Millions of kilotonnes of glass and metal shine in the artificial light, leaving bright white afterimages in Bumblebee’s optics.

[sanuhasadhd]

First one is Tenna being the Jimmy of the Lifestyle swap Au(except she’s just silly/pos cuz I love Tenna and refuse to make her a degenerate)

Second one is the concept of a genderswap Au because making Aus is my part time job 🫶😼

[chigirisprincess]

wanna put my pussy on sasha. ok that is all gn dash

[bleubrri]

niaaaaa :3333

omgosh hi !!! hru bbie it’s been a minute !!!

[notvil]

IM UNWELL

💗💗 BUT FIRIS U GIVE nice, lovely librarian vibes. like you’re the person everyone comes to when they don’t feel like using the proper systems and you have the answer on lock. kids feel safe, your friends come by to chat and drop off snacks, you’re just lovely!!! you give grace when people are late on returns and are always smiling and doing little tasks. ALSO you have an awesome little area by the checkout desk and office filled w all the things u receive from pals. pictures and postcards and a little crystal flamingo (:3) can be found here along with all that cute strawberry stuff ur guy gets u. also at a certain time of the day, u can be found snogging ichigo. like anywhere lol around corners, in the rec room, near that area that teenagers go to. everyone teases you for it and you laugh in good fun while ichigo gets all red. it’s cute and part of ur lovely librarian lore. i personally come to steal butterscotch dumdum’s :3 teehee <33

Vil my love, I am absolutely eating this up pls 🥺🥺🥺💗. Keeping this librarian lore in my little heart forever. I am a very sentimental person so I do tend to keep a lot of things given to me by friends. I still have drawings and things from middle school. Still have birthday cards from family n stuff from elementary stored away. I love my liddol cwystal flamingo btw, I pet it every time I come into the library and leave it offerings sometimes, fank yew :3. Ichi always stops by during his off hours before lunch. Keeps me company and sometimes helps out with tasks I have to do. It can really be a midday pick me up if I’m feeling down or a little stressed out! Either of us can start the snogging tbh, and I feel like the people who regularly catch us make a game out of trying to guess who did lol. But also in general make a game of guessing where we are snogging for the day. Some even make bets lol. The days Ichi can’t make it, my coworkers give me treats bc they know I mith him so bad <3. Also know that I specifically order big bags of butterscotch dumdums to keep in stock just for u >:3. Normally i have a mix available to all, but on your birthday it is always all butterscotch uwu.

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Now, now my sweet, I hope you know that you are so so special. And I hope many things remind you of that in the coming days. I hope the sun smiles upon you and that life treats u well uwu. Allow me to share your vibes with u 🫶🏾.

Villie, my baby, I think the study you match best would be confectionery. Specifically, I see you being a candy chef :3.

U r such a sweetie pie but in like a uniquely hyper and silly way that I find very endearing uwu. You are a vivacious beauty who speaks her deepest thoughts with ease. You have a joy to you that people immediately recognize as yours in everything you choose to do and share.

This joy though, comes and goes as it pleases. Oscillating your energy between being on levels of cloud nine and being deep in a rut. It is hard sometimes, you find, to be who it feels you truly are. It makes you want to shut down.

It is during this time, when you close the metaphysical blinds on the world and cradle yourself, that you look for ways to reflect. Not on ways to stop feeling the way you’re feeling, but on ways to help yourself feel okay with the fact that you’re feeling the way you are.

You go through life acknowledging that you hurt and that it is okay to put things on pause. I must commend you because not many are able to recognize or do that. It is incredibly intuitive of you and wonderful that you take care of yourself in that way <3.

When life is moving in slow motion I feel you think a little treat never hurts :3. It’s a reminder to you of all the good things and times and tastes that don’t really make things better, but that have the ability to make you smile. They can add a little sparkle to the dullness you experience at the times.

Through this study that allows you the process of creation, as well as a rewarding result, you can help to give yourself and others’ a little pep in their step to temporarily break the long pattern of dragging their feet.

To maximize how much the process facilitates healthy patterns in you, I see you running your own candy business from home. Creating art out of the candy you sell; relating it to things important to you.

I see you making rock candy that mimics birthstones. Creating custom wrappers and boxes with designs of the sky and stars. Releasing periodic collections of candies aimed at specific astrology signs, making little notes about how each candy is meant to appeal to them, and giving general horoscope advice in those packages for that time of year. Etc.

♈️♉️♊️♋️♌️♍️♎️♏️♐️♑️♒️♓️

Midoriya, like you, is a guy that is very happy, very sweet, so lively, but also has the ability to deeply spiral. But no matter how good or bad he’s doing, he has always found comfort in your candies. The rock candies, the taffies, the chocolates, the gummies.

He feels like there is so much love put into them. It always makes him feel special knowing there’s someone out there making things that are in some way specifically made for him, to make his tastebuds happy.

He is always one of the first customers to get a new collection when it comes out, opting to hand deliver you his payment as he’s close by so he can pick up his box and thank you in person <3. Sometimes he feels like you’re his personal Angel on earth.

And when a particular collection for cancer signs comes out, the main note inside being that communication will be important for them this season, he is sure to let you know you are his light 💛💛💛💛💛. He loves you very much! And something deep inside tells him you feel the same way uwu.

also sometimes I will make trades with u uwu. A gang of dum dums for a collection that comes out :3. Most of the time I just pay u tho. I love getting sets of candy for me n ichigo <3. Sometimes izuku and ichigo run into each other on the way to your house around their birthday >:3.

KITH U 💋💋💋

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send me an emoji and I’ll tell u what study vibes you give me :3

[sasster]

The Soldier and the Priest

You know how Ailzea is going through some things right now? WELL, he still has people that depend on him. Didn’t ya know?

Right so! Happy belated birthday to both Wren AND Seifer. <3 Those are some good guys right there.

[Doc]

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Trolls of all sorts tend to find their way to the House of Restoration, this has been a reality since the death of that ruthless Reverend. A great deal looking to find a new home and community, some simply dropping in to say that they did, and the ones that come in search of an ear or shoulder for their strife.

There is no shortage of trolls that find their way to these church doors.

Ailzea is never bothered by their sudden appearances, armed with conversations that are just as profound for him as they are for them, and they are typically easy to find; Standing awkwardly among the members of his community with demons that weigh their heads and shoulders down.

Tonight a troll that he has never seen before stands at the entrance of the church, anxious fingers dancing and gripping rhythmically along the hem of a fleet sanctioned uniform. His fins twitch along to what Ailzea assumes is the beating of an erratic heart. Even the inexperienced in such matters could tell that he regretted even making the trip, the fear of retaliation clear as day in his eyes.

This stranger does not seem like trouble.

“I assume this is only a short visit?”

Though the priest, known for his soft spoken nature, approaches calmly, the soldier winces as though he’d been struck. Eyes better suited for a caged animal dart around wildly, and he takes a step that looks like he is much more likely to use it to jump out of his skin. He was poised to dart right back out those doors. The reaction seems more like he’d been burned, not like the typical response to a conversation starter.

The silent panic overtakes him as he swings his gaze around the room, the gears in his mind turning to cook up an excuse for having ended up here.

“My child. Whatever it entails, I will keep your visit between us.”

There is a beat of silence before the newcomer says anything.

“That,” he swallows. “I would greatly appreciate that, sir.”

“You may call me Ailzea.” the priest, offering a hand, says softly. “If you must honor me, Father Roatus will suffice.”

Once again, the violet blood is silent, for a much shorter stretch this time, before he swallows and accepts the offered hand.

“Thank you, Father. My name is Seifer.”

“Seifer,” he echoes. “What a lovely name.”

Hand in hand, the newcomer almost seems to melt into the embrace as the compliment reaches his ear and causes his drooping fins to perk for just a second. This is a man that has not known kindness in far too many sweeps.

“How may I ease your burdens, Seifer?”

“I don’t know why I am here. I think that I should not have come.”

As the priest leads the soldier to a vacant pew, he takes note of the way his fins fold to sit flat against his face, potentially in a bid to make himself appear smaller or in response to some form of expected abuse. Ailzea has been doing this long enough to know that no amount of words can convey to this poor soul that such abuse will not come, never at these hands, he merely squeezes Seifer’s as they take their seats.

“Well, you are here. Perhaps we can find a conversation to have.”

Seifer takes his hand back and folds both neatly into his lap, choosing to train his gaze on his feet instead of meeting Ailzea’s.

“Or we can sit in silence.”

His fins unfold and twitch a few times as he considers this, until finally he nods in the affirmative.

“Silence it is.”

The silence settles around the pair seamlessly, Seifer’s tail worries itself around his idle hands and his fins come to droop in a veil of sadness around his face. He looks like he must feel pathetic.

True to his word, Ailzea says nothing and instead focuses on the stained glass of the windows high above them. He appreciates the way the moons, now high in the cloudless sky, bathe them in their multicolor light.

It is a good night to unburden a new friend.

More time passes and the church empties of the few patrons that were milling about at the soldier’s arrival. If Ailzea had to guess, some form of community activity drew them away from the pewed room that protected the violet from the outside world. Perhaps these walls could do more to protect him.

Finally his tail uncurls from around his hands and he begins to card listlessly through his hair, then he speaks.

“I’m sorry.”

The declaration does not take Ailzea by surprise,it is obvious on his face that he is sorry.

Sorry, pathetic thing.

He wonders who has been taking advantage of him. What can he do for him?

Ailzea says nothing, whatever he has to say may steal the courage away from the poor thing.

“I don’t know how to talk about this,” his fingers torment a lock as he searches for the words. “But they say you’re the one to talk to.”

The priest only nods.

“What if I don’t do it right?” 

He lifts his head up to fix his eyes on the purple blood, and his shoulders shake with his uncertainty. 

“There is no proper way to do any of this. The best you can do is free the worry from your heart. Speak to me, my child.”

Seifer takes a shaky breath, one that forces his shoulders to shake even more. He looks like a leaf about to blow away in a breeze. He balls a hand into a fist around his poor worn out hair.

“I can’t die and it’s a curse that I wouldn’t wish on anyone.”

His breath hitches and the words fight their way fumbling out of his mouth, protesting the small cage of his chest that they’d been buried in all this time. 

The priest understands immediately what he means to say, no stranger to the odd visitor that struggles with such an affliction.

“Rarely is the one that has such a power the one that benefits from it, I am sorry to hear of this.”

At this response Seifer untangles his hands from his hair and once again coils an anxious tail around the pair, running his finger along its length. Frustration begins to etch its way onto his features, furrowing his brow in a way that only makes him look more exhausted. Tears start to form at the corners of his eyes.

Briefly, something in his eye gives insight to a quick internal struggle. Ailzea has seen this look many times before; Should he say more or stop where he is at? He says nothing to urge him in either direction, he only waits.

Seifer flounders in the silence for a bit, grasping for the words to say around the tail he continues to terrorize. It’s a marvel that he hasn’t worried the fins and skin right off of the poor thing.

“Is someone taking advantage of your curse?” Ailzea asks softly and a miserably sound dies in the soldier’s throat, strangled. 

That is all of the confirmation that he needs. He is no stranger to the cruelty that the fleet is capable of, the terror some of the trolls that now walk his halls used to have to deal with.

He remembers the cyborg he has become acquainted with that helps trolls out of such situations, only a phone call away.

“What sort of support are you looking for, my child?”

Once again, uncertainty etches itself into the poor worn out soldier’s features, it truly makes him look even more sad and pathetic.

Hopeless. He looks downright hopeless and the priest has had quite enough of the hopeless cases plaguing his life right now.

“I just wanted someone to listen.” Seifer squawks, all but pleading with the purple blood to not do anything with the information he has been provided.

“Yes, but,” the Restorer speaks slowly, searching within for the correct words that will not set this new charge of his into a paranoia spiral. Something about him says that some part of him feels he deserves this torture. That won’t stand. “I believe that I know someone that may be able to help me get you out of this situation. Do you suppose you can trust me a little longer?”

Seifer swallows, very quickly a speck of hope shines behind his eyes before he manages to kill the thought.

Why would he be so quick to entertain such an idea, anyway? Then again, his fluttering fins betray that defeatist demeanor.

“Come, please, let us speak somewhere more private.”

The soldier takes a deep breath, nods his head, and stands when the priest stands.

[rinneverse]

oakie babie i've arrived!! congrats on 300 kiskiskis !! can m' get isagi loml wif D, F, O, Y ! ^_−☆

xi bby!!! sorry it took me so long to get to u waaah ,, n thank u!!!!!!!!! i hope i did yoi justice for u (>_<) ! -- ✩

a part of my 300 milestone event!

[ ❥ ] ISAGI YOICHI + D, F, O, & Y!

[N]SFW CONTENT, MINORS DNI! cw pro player!isagi (20+), hickeys mentioned, prone bone, shower sex mention, oral (both m+f receiving), fem!reader

— d ; dirty secret!

he love love loooovvessss seeing u marked up!! i think that isagi has a strong possessive streak in him that he doesn't really like to show—but you really do bring it out of him. you're just so gorgeous and perfect that he wants to show you off, and yet at the same time, keep you all to himself. so when you go about your day without worrying a bit about the multiple hickeys blooming across your collar, he feels a sick sense of pride run through him. and he thinks to himself, "'ve gotta make sure everyone knows you're mine."

— f ; favorite position!

prone bone prone bone prone bone!!!!! i think he looovveesss railing you into the mattress, watching the fat of your ass shake with every thrust. he loves smothering you, pressing his chest to your back as he pounds into you, lips mouthing at the juncture of your neck as you cry out for more. he feels impossibly closer to you this way. he would also enjoyyyy missionary (he's a sap) and uhm. idk if this counts as a position, but i think he'd be a fan of shower sex! mhm mhm

— o ; oral!

oh lordy he LOVES receiving. the feeling of your mouth around his cock is unmatched—there's really nothing better (besides your pretty pussy fluttering around him, of course!). will definitely fuck your mouth if you let him.

at first he's nervous about giving just because he feels inexperienced and just wants to make you feel as good as possible. he's eager to learn, though, and will take any critiques you give him to heart since his only goal to please you! he's sloppy at first, but with a guiding hand, he becomes a pro in no time. he's all about 'devouring' after all ♡ !!

— y ; yearning!

i think that before you, sex isn't really a thing he thinks about. he's got soccer on his mind and that's that! but when he finally gets with you, a pretty little thing, he finds himself fucking his fist far more often. whether its to relieve stress, wear off the last of the adrenaline after games, or if he's just... thinking about you. you drive him crazy in the best way possible. especially since he's away often for games, whenever the two of you do see eachother, you've definitely got sore legs in your future as isagi will be pouncing on you as soon as the two of you get some alone time ♡.

first time writing 4 sagi.... i hope i captured him well 🙏🙏🙏

[starscelly]

IM SO MAD BC I WAS GONNA GET TO USE ROOPE’S KISKISKIS (the way u call a cat but in finnish i guess) IF THERE WAS A CATS STARS FINAL. IT WOULDVE BEEN SO GOOD. MAN.

NO KISH KISH FRRR

[saetoshis]

ily

SLEEPIES SNIFLE !! HOW ARE U MY BABY 🥲

[roetrolls]

Hi roe umum!!! I laaav you

DAN I LOVE YOU I MISS U KISKISKIS WE GONNA HOLD HANDS TOMORROW OK???

[torawro]

HIIIIII SOSAAAAAA HAPPYBDAY 🌸 i came on the app just in time for ur bday for sure 😋😋😋 LOVE U SM BABE MWAAAH KISKISKIS FOR U TODAY

MOSHI MOSHI MOSHHHHH ! I AM SO SO SO FLATTERED TO HEAR U CAME HERE JUST IN TIME— JUST FOR ME 🥹🥹🥹 THANK YOU MY LOVE 🫶🏾🫧💜 GIMME MORE KISSES I AM POLITELY DEMANDING U FOR IT