#i think they’d be so cute together

[thanksgiving-isnt-ur-fav-holiday]

kinda want to write something for lucy gray x tigris. like let me cook

[bberetd]

you guys really loved her here, so she gets her own dump now 🤗

the bros in guitars are thanks to @silenzahra and her musician bros post!

and for @itsavee4117… cousin Vivi :D (see his original post for her here)

[betterthanbatman1]

Umm I love them???

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

Outdrawn

f/f contemporary romance

two cartoonist who’ve been rivals since uni, and now have competing webcomics online, have to work together on the relaunch of a cult classic at the comic press they both work at

they both struggle with art-related physical and mental health issues, and complicated families

[deus-ex-mona]

when the slowburn makes the ship extra cute~~~

[bee623]

Thinking about them but like. Domestically. Like could u imagine actually

[thxnks4themrms]

I wanna one day own a record store with Mari

[cruesuffix]

70's kitty Mick with his little mustache I can't AAUGGGHHHH!!!!

Give him all the scratches and pets!!!!

Wait what if they actually stayed together? What if she was there when he changed his look? Imagine him coming home and jumpscaring his wife because suddenly he doesn't have a mustache anymore and his hair/fur is black and he has bangs. Or maybe she just walks in on him cutting/dyeing his hair in the bathroom and she just stares in shock...

Anyways we love ginger kitty!!! He gets all the kisses!!

starting to grow very fond of little 70’s orange cat!mick because of you anon thank you so much for that!!!

(omg btw do you know how some cats have different colour fur on/near their lips sometimes?? that’s kinda like micks moustache during that time!!)

also awww i love the idea of them staying together tbh! maybe micks been away for a really long time, maybe he was on tour with one of his bands and had to be away for a while. so, sharons just patiently waiting for him to come back, missing her little orange kitty so bad. then, he finally comes back, and as soon as he opens the door she’s running to him. he’d walk in, leather jacket on, sunglasses still on and black hair/fur and ears + tail newly dyed blue-black. at first she doesn’t notice the change, cause she’s too busy hugging him and telling him how much she and the kids missed him. and then she looks up and gasps. she nearly pushes him away! that’s how much he accidentally scared her.

she’s automatically pouting and playfully scolding him about the new look. he tries to explain to her why exactly he changed it up, but all she can do is whine about no longer being able to feel his moustache tickle her lips when they kiss. all she can do is just stare at him cause… that’s not her husband!! it would take her quite a while to get used to it. like… he looks like a totally different person, and maybe she’d occasionally make jokes about her husband being replaced by a crazy rocker!

but it would be even funnier if he dyed his hair/fur at home. maybe he forgets to close the door while he’s doing it and sharon happens to walk by. as soon as she sees what he’s doing she freezes. she can’t help but walk in and immediately ask him what he’s doing. he stops and looks at her all sheepishly and goes, “i don’t know… i needed a change?” she tries not to show how sad she is cause… well, she liked her little orange kitty the way he was. still, she’d encourage him, maybe even help him cut his bangs. and then he shaves off his moustache and she’s trying not to laugh. ofc mick would notice and ask her what’s funny and she’s just smile.

“you just look like an entirely new person now.” She lightly chuckles and mick can’t help but grin too.

“yeah, get used to it! this is the face you have to look at for the rest of your life!”

ughhhh sooooo soooo cute!! love the fact that mick probably jumpscared everyone he’d known as a ginger when he debuted his new look. cat!mick would be even funnier cause I think everyone would joke about him being an entirely different cat pretending to be their little orange kitty!! oh, and he’d also end up changing his name so that’s even better!

we absolutely do love this ginger little kitty!!!<333 i especially love your prompts about the little ginger kitty anon!!<333

[cosmicheartz]

Tbh I’m like thinking abt future au romance stuff and I keep kinda switching my mind on certain things

[wildflowercryptid]

ngl i'm still kinda sad over how disappointed i was by the last arc of shikimori's not just a cutie, it just felt like retreads of previous chapters and a lot of wasted opportunities to flesh out the secondary & side characters more...

[gent]

i want my own apartment and i want a lego shelf so i don’t have to keep my sets at my parents house where my dumb dogs keep knocking my sets over . this is my dream

[falindankovsky]

Thinking about stuff and I think it’d be really cute if Falin picked up certain speech patterns from Daniil, and whenever he catches himself talking like how he would Falin just immediately gets super flustered and stops talking completely

[sapphfairy]

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[nepeta-and-co]

NEPETA: :33< good mews! riddle has calmed down now!

NEPETA: :33< but gosh, these people need therapy!

NEPETA: :33< on the plus side, I met this supurr cute first year! he’s in savannyaclaw too!

NEPETA: :33< i really like him!

[gladiatorcunt]

father charlie asking you to call him father during sex is making me tweak

cw: 18+ mdni, fem reader, pussy EATING, let him be a little more openly crazy in this one, trope typical dub con and corruption kink but you're just as crazy so you think that you're doing the same thing to him, bible verses as dirty talk, inaccurate religious practices, religious slut shaming/degradation (?)

Your thighs are already shaking and he’s only kissing up your inner thighs, so cute, so sweet. “That’s it, little lamb, lie back for me.”

Your skirt is pushed up to pool around your hips, the wood of the pew you’re sitting on leaving an already uncomfortable ache in your hips.

Father Charlie kneels in front of you, right out in the middle of the open. Sure, it’s after hours and no one is on the premises but the two of you, but God is still here. Isn’t he? Watching in judgment as the man meant to be your spiritual leader sups at the fountain of your cunt.

He smiles when you start squirming and immediately slaps the inside of your thigh, harsh but genuine in its tough love, “Ah ah ah. I thought I told you to lie back and take your Father’s tongue in your pussy like a good girl.”

The candle’s flames flicker as you pant and stare down at him, he looks so handsome in the soft orange glow, like an angel. But isn’t it the demons who sneak down to earth and seduce unsuspecting whorish women into damnation? Father Charlie could never be a demon in your eyes though, and he knows this more than he knows every verse of the good word by heart.

He could desecrate you with a nail gun and you’d bend over and spread your legs, bleeding out on the beige carpet. But you’re his special girl, his darling wife to be and you know better than to do anything that would force his heavy hand.

“I-I’m so sorry, I won’t do it again.” You plead, the thought of losing his favor for even a second causes you genuine distress, "Obey your leaders and submit to them, for they are keeping watch over your souls, as those who will have to give an account.”

“I-i’m so sorry, who?” He mocks, pitching his voice higher and spitting on your clit. “I won’t do it again, who?”

“F-father. I’m so sorry, Father. I’ll be listen you, I swear.”

“You’re going to be a good girl for me anyway, like a real child of God should.”

Your soft sighs turn into even softer moans when he redoubles his efforts and leans forward to kiss your throbbing clit. A crucifix that tastes as electrifying as a star, he moans as your natural musk invades his senses. He’s so happy you’re on an off shaving day too, there’s just enough hair peeking through for some to come off on his tongue with every swipe.

Father Charlie moans into your puffy pussy, speaking in tongues into your folds and sliding his tongue in your sopping hole. He smacks his lips together when he pulls back to breathe, smiling up at you and licking away the sticky string of you that clings to his mouth.

“Maybe I should have this cunt for communion, draft my sermons laying in between your thighs. You should’ve never taken this job, little lamb. Now even God himself couldn’t keep us apart.”

A flash of light, and his nose bleeds onto your pubes. Then the vision’s gone, and Father Charlie’s burying himself back into the heaven that is your sloppy pussy.

You run your fingers through his hair in a frenzy, but you obediently sink into the shooting pain in your pelvis as you slump into the pew.

Father Charlie’s eyes glint like rubies as he eats you like a starving man, your water turning into wine as you flood his taste buds with your juices. His knees strain in the confines of his dark slacks, digging into the church floor, but his precious lamb is worth every twinge of pain. They’d be added bonuses, anyway. He hums a few lines of a hymn, the melodic vibrations give you tingles.

You squirt minutes later when you lock eyes and he nips at your clit, fantasizing about chewing it into a heart. He chastely pecks the bud through your orgasm and into overstimulation, which is always his goal. Father Charlie’s favorite game is to make you come for every sin you confess to in your last confessional.

“You’ve been eating what I’ve recommended, good, you’re fattening up really nicely, dear.” He comments with a quick squeeze to your mound, laughing at your exhaustion.

One down, six to go. You’re blessed with a guilty conscience.

“Go in peace.”

[deus-ex-mona]

o h to be able to bring your girlfriend out on a date to your girlfriend’s concert

uta and mikoto be living the life frrrr