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Pancakes ~redux~
pairing: Kozume Kenma x gn!reader
genre: fluff
wc: 0.8k
tw/cw: post-timeskip, food, Kenma and reader are newlyweds here, one swear word from Kenma, kitten as a term of endearment from Kenma to you.
a/n: a rehashed version of an old Kenma drabble I wrote on @/mrskodzuken. Thank you Mari @littleplantfreak for betareading this AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ilysfm 😘 Star dividers by @cafekitsune + support banner by @adornedwithlight 🫶🏻 tagging @pixelcafe-network
The whole house is quiet on an early Sunday morning, save for some tapping and cracking sounds coming from inside the kitchen. A soft plop! can also be heard as Kenma carefully discards a stray egg shell away from the pancake batter mix using a spoon. He then slowly pours fresh milk into a liquid measuring cup until it reaches the desired level, before carefully adding it to the mixture. Next, he picks a measuring spoon nearby, unscrews the cap off a bottle of vegetable oil, and adds two tablespoons of it into the batter.
It’s unusual for Kozume Kenma to wake up early in the morning, much less cook breakfast, but today is very special; the reason why he woke up earlier today is to make you breakfast in bed—after a month of saying “I do’s” to each other, to make your favorite kiwi fruit pancakes with love.
He remembers something you’d said almost a year ago, while having a friendly date at a cafe just beside Kuro’s office one early morning…
“You know, Kenken? When I get married, I’ll ask my husband-to-be to make me pancakes like this one day,” you say to Kenma as you take an IG-worthy photo of a plate of kiwi fruit pancakes drizzled—no, heavily soaked—in maple syrup on your phone.
“Ehhh… really? Well, good luck to him, I guess.” He looks at you with a shit-faced grin plastered on his face. “That ‘one day’ is going to turn into ‘one week’, ‘one month’, and so on—ow!”
“Zip it, Puddinghead. As if I would force him to make pancakes everyday, you know?” you tell Kenma poutily, waving a forkful of pancake in front of his face before stuffing it up to your mouth. “I’m not that cruel~”
He sighs in defeat and smiles sheepishly before taking a sip of his latte.
“Okay, okay, if you say so…”
After slightly mixing the batter, Kenma adds the minced kiwi fruit that he prepared earlier and whisks it in until fully mixed. He then proceeds to dip a ladleful of the batter into the preheated pan, quickly shaping some of the corners with a clean toothpick to resemble cat ears before the bottom side completely cooks.
“Cute,” he chuckles softly, looking proud of his ‘artwork’.
“It sure is…”
Kenma suddenly jumps from where he’s standing, his golden cat-like orbs widening. He slowly turns his head around to see you peeking over his shoulder, sleep still evident on your face.
Your husband holds his breath in for a second before letting it go as butterflies start fluttering inside his stomach. “H-hi, Y/N, my love. Morning.” Fuck. Kenma internally slaps his mouth after messing up his greeting.
“Hi, Kenma, my love… g’morning~” Kenma feels your arms snaking around his waist as you snuggle closer to him from behind. He notices you looking at what’s into the pan and—Kenma finds this adorably endearing—your eyes twinkle as they widen a bit, sleepiness a thing of the past.
“Pancakes! And they’re cat-shaped, too!”
He hums and smiles, slightly checking the bottom side for any signs of browning before flipping the cooked side of the pancake with a spatula. Bringing his free hand to gently pat your head, he says in a matter-of-fact voice, “Did I also mention that they’re kiwi fruit pancakes?”
“Huh? Kiwi… fruit?”
Kenma feels your embrace around his waist getting a bit tighter. His cheeks gradually heat up as he silently continues on making another pancake, with you still hugging him.
He finally speaks in a soft voice. “Um… y-yeah. Because you told me to make one for you when we get married one day…”
“Oh. That conversation we had at the cafe that time…” You smile, both of you fondly remembering the memory.
“Yeah.”
Kenma silently cooks the remaining pancakes, the only sound heard in the kitchen is the slight sizzle of the pancake batter cooking. He feels your weight shifting from behind, strands of your hair tickling the side of his neck. He wonders if you can still feel his heart beating loudly just as he can feel yours.
“Y/N, kitten? Still sleepy? I’m almost done here, you should sit down and wait for me. Then we can eat breakfast together—“
A sniffle. “Thank you.”
“For what?” He then glances at your small form in alarm before quickly turning your attention back to the last piece of pancake, bringing the pan to a big plate sitting nearby before tilting it down, the cooked pancake sliding off and on top of the stack. Kenma turns off the stove. “Y/N… are, are you crying?”
You snuggle closer behind your husband again in reply—Kenma can feel a slight wetness forming at the back of his shirt, accompanied by a few sniffles and chuckles.
“Thank you for remembering. Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for loving me, all my flaws and strong points. Thank you for marrying me. My bestest friend in the entire universe. My love. My everything… I love you, Kenma.”
Kenma holds your hand and kisses it softly, smiling. “I love you too, my Y/N.”
And he really loves you back. More than everything in the world.
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#kozume kenma#haikyuu#haikyuu fluff#kozume kenma fluff#kenma fluff#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu x you#haikyuu x y/n#kenma x reader#kenma x you#kenma x y/n#kitty☆writes
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It's him, Johnny. Logan himself is the source. He tried to get out of the Void that way and failed.
#everyone in the void knows about wade and logan#the merc and his fiery kitty cat#they're so perfect together#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool 3#wade wilson#james logan howlett#johnny storm#the human torch#poolverine#deadclaws#old man yaoi#imagine your otp#otp writing prompts#ryan reynolds#hugh jackman#chris evans#marvel memes#mcu avengers edits#peanutbub
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My nana maternal grandmother who taught me swears had one of the most ridiculous pet names for her cat when I was growing up. For reasons known only to her, she simply called the cat: Kitty Kitty Meow Meow. The creature in question was an absolute love bug and lived to be almost twenty.
When I was dating my last boyfriend Brendan we ended up living with his mom briefly before we moved up north together, and his sister lived at home too. One day I was sitting in the kitchen and heard Brendan call teasingly to his sister, “Okay, Miss Kitty Kitty Meow Meow!”
His sister laughed but my head shot up. “What did you just say?”
Brendan ambled over to me, “Oh, it’s an old inside joke. There was this one day I was riding the bus to Charlie’s house and I heard this girl on the bus say her grandma’s cat was named Kitty Kitty Meow Meow. It was so stupid I rushed home to tell my sister. It’s like naming a dog Doggy Doggy Bark Bark.” He was hysterically giggling just relating this story.
I stared at him.
I said, “Charlie and I were on the same bus route.”
He blinked, his giggles tapering down and slowly started to frown.
“That girl was me. That is the name of my nana’s cat.”
It turned out that while Brendan, a year younger than me, had never met me before we both graduated high school, he had apparently sat behind me once on the bus and turned a brief snippet of my life into a meme with his sister. Then a decade later we met through Charlie in college and went on to date. We were both flabbergasted by this coincidence.
But there was one more twist in store for me. I told my family about the way our paths had crossed before we ever dated and they thought it was hilarious.
Then a few weeks later I got a frantic call from my parents while they were in California visiting my paternal grandmother.
“Hey guys, what’s going on?”
There was weird excited static and thumps as the phone passed around and I heard my dad in the background urging my grandma, “Tell her!”
My grandma said ponderously, “You know my cats name is Kiki.”
“Of course, it’s a really cute name.”
“Your dad wants me to tell you the full thing.”
My eyes widened. I could not believe what was about to happen to me but I knew it was coming.
“Her name is Ki-Ki Meow Meow.”
I got it on both sides. Both my grandmas, in different states, with no contact, had named their cats the same silly ridiculous thing. I immediately ran to tell Brendan who laughed so hard he almost threw up.
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"top shortage" "bottom shortage" babe im EXHAUSTED
#physical! mentally! sexually! politically!#happy and saddy and frowny and smiley!#imagine All of the Smiley Faces but with tiny biologically accurate dark circles and bloodshot eyes#that's me. that's me and that's you right now#(with disgust) you're AROUSED right now? when u could be writing letters to your governor???#(.....ok so this was a joke but writing emails to your state politicians is actually a good idea jdyk.#not advocating skipping 'Hello Kitty/Jack In The Box' personal time to implement this just. maybe add it to your To Do?#) anyway. BACK TO THE BIT#um. SERVICE top? really? in this economy????#the tip jar is 4 flies fighting over a desiccated wasabi pea#THAT'S the service economy rn
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Fuck I just wanna have a weaker pet pinned down under me, pressing them down with my entire body weight as I bite into their shoulder. A bunny not built for my knot, a kitty scratching at the pillow underneath, or a puppy, whining and barking overstimulated. Wanna lazily fuck my fat throbbing cock into them, just a dog rutting into a smaller bitch in heat.
My hand laid soft against their tummy, so I can feel how deep inside it reaches, "feel this pet? You take me so good, feel how deep I'm marking you baby? You want my litter don't you~?"
Just a good fleshlight for me, sweaty and groaning under me, poor fuck hole raw and dripping cum. A good fuckpet I can praise and grope, that I can kiss and care for gently after~
#xochimilli writes#im sleepyyyy wanna just rut into someone like a dog. just wanna make pretty sounds n grope their hips#dog top#dog dom#bd/sm pet#ftm dom#ftm top#queer nsft#bd/sm kink#ftm nsft#t4t nsft#breeding pet#petpl@y#petpl4y#t4t puppy#ftm puppy#bd/sm puppy#dom/sub#bunny sub#kitty sub#puppy sub#objectification kink#t4t ns/fw#bunny nsft#kitten sub#subby bunny#subby puppy#subby kitty#bd/sm master#bd/sm blog
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“Jean is team mom” “Ororo is team mom” SILENCE. Enough of you reducing women to maternal archetypes because you can’t be bothered to explore deeper meanings to their character.
LOGAN is team mom.
“Logan, can you buy us—“ “no” (buys the thing anyway)
Is constantly scolding his kids students for putting themselves in danger
Plans fun activities (life threatening danger room drills)
Handles the rebellious phases. You think Scott has the mental strength to deal with the fury of a teenage girl who can throw fireworks when she’s mad? I think not.
Hank can barely convince Jubilee to do her homework. Charles mentally checked out a long time ago.
Takes Jubilee, Kitty and Laura shopping. If he doesn’t like something, he’ll give them the blankets ‘that’s cute. I wouldn’t buy it.’ In the world
“What do you think, I’m made of money? We’re getting milk and that’s it.” — leaves with half the store
Is the kid’s emergency contact AND attends everyone’s PTA meetings.
No, ELIZABETH, He won’t be staying up all night cooking vegan cupcakes for your precious angel. He’s gonna buy them like a normal person.
Mom Stare (tm) that can turn you to stone
Will assign kids chores, complain they don’t do it correctly, proceeds to do it himself, then says no one helps around.
“You’re EXACTLY like your father” “…Are you talking about Scott—“ “of course I’m talking about Scott!”
Kitty wants to learn how to drive. He’s holding that safety handle till his hands get purple. “Check the mirror CHECK THE MIRROR—“ “it’s CHECKED :(( “ “CHECK SOME MORE”
Laura is his baby. Holds her everywhere. Will talk about her 24/7.
“Logan, do you know Bobby’s birthday? I need it for—“ “June 28th, Tuesday, 10:34:03 AM, blood type A, his nurse’s name was Susan, —“
Is in charge of birthday cakes. No one else.
If the kids feel down, or need someone to talk to, he’s got a 6th sense for it. Knocks on their door, Leland’s against the frame with his arm crossed, ‘wanna talk about it’ on his face.
The most insane lore you’ve ever heard
#logan howlett#wolverine#x men#x men 97#x men movies#jubilation lee#jubilee#bobby drake#kitty pryde#laura kinney#laura howlett#text#text post#writing#marvel
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the afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting golden hues over the quiet streets as you strolled alongside nanami. the crisp air carried the distant hum of city life, but here, in this peaceful little corner, it was just the two of you.
then, a soft meow caught your attention.
your eyes darted around until you spotted a small tabby cat perched precariously on a high ledge of a brick wall. its tail twitched, ears flicking in distress.
“poor thing,” you murmured. before nanami could stop you, you were already climbing onto a lower ledge, reaching up to help the stranded feline.
“this is a bad idea,” nanami warned, but there was no real bite to his tone—just quiet concern as he stood below, watching your progress.
“i’ve got this,” you assured him, and after a bit of careful maneuvering, you managed to scoop up the trembling cat. “see? easy—”
then you looked down.
oh.
oh no.
you hadn’t realized how high you’d climbed until now, and suddenly, your legs felt weak. the brick wall, which had seemed so sturdy just moments ago, felt impossibly narrow beneath your feet.
“nanami,” you called, voice tight. “i think i made a mistake.”
he sighed, already holding out his arms. “of course you did. now jump.”
your grip on the cat tightened. “what if you don’t catch me?”
he looked at you, utterly unamused. “do you really think i’d let that happen?”
his steady, golden gaze rooted you in place, a silent promise laced in the calmness of his voice.
you hesitated. then—
your foot slipped.
for a split second, panic seized your chest as gravity yanked you down, but before you could even brace for impact, strong arms caught you with ease.
the force of the fall knocked the air from your lungs, but you were safe, cradled securely against nanami’s chest. the cat scrambled out of your arms and landed gracefully on the pavement, as if mocking your clumsiness.
nanami sighed again, but this time, it was more exasperation than real annoyance. “you’re reckless,” he muttered, but his arms remained firmly around you, holding you close.
you peered up at him sheepishly. “but you caught me.”
he huffed, eyes softening. “of course i did.”

#— teddy’s writing shop 𐙚🧸ྀི#inspired by that one official art of ino and nanami saving a kitty#sorry ino u had to go#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk x reader#nanami kento x reader#nanami kento x you#kento nanami x reader#nanami kento#nanami x reader#jjk x you#nanami kento x#nanami kento jjk#kento nanami x you#nanami x you#nanami kento x gender neutral reader#jujutsu kaisen x you#jujustsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu nanami#jjk fluff
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min ho who claims to hate you, insists that you're the most annoying, bothersome person in his life, but is also the one who knows every little thing there is to know about you.
min ho who complains that you talk too much, that he's never given a moment of peace whenever you're around because of your incessant yapping, but he's the first person to bring up the latest episode of your favorite show. the topic sends you into an unstoppable spiral, has you going on and on and on that you don't even have the time to think about how he knew there was a new episode to begin with. min ho rolls his eyes once your rambling ends, makes a quip about how he didn't know you'd talk that much, and acts as if he hadn't been listening intently to every word that came out of your mouth. like he didn't ask you questions, brought up details from past episodes that he knows would get you to talk more.
min ho who drags you through the mud for being such a picky eater, eyes the vegetables you shove to the side of your plate with disdain, but he wordlessly reaches into your plate to pick out everything you don't like before you can do it. he leaves just enough of it, though, if he knows it's not something you're allergic to. he doesn't give you the chance to whine, claiming that your not eating of those nasty veggies is the reason for your skin breaking out. but really, min ho just wants you to eat something healthy for once.
min ho who comments on your less than decent grades, borderline making fun of you, but he gives you a copy of his meticulously written notes complete with a set of practice problems. he tells you to meet him in the library after your classes, and you find him in one of the tables tucked at the very back, away from prying eyes. he's got almost every inch of the table's surface covered with notes and books and flashcards, and you spot a bag of snacks he'd smuggle in hidden beneath. you gather the courage to ask him why he's putting in so much effort for you, and he says it's because your grades are pitiful, that he can't let anyone associated to his name horrendously failing.
min ho who confesses in the quiet of the night, just before a week long break from school when he knows no one will be checking the dorms. who remembers that you like confessions that are intimate, none of those grand, over the top gestures in public but rather, something that's shared between two people. between the only people who really matter.
it works for him, too, because in all the years he's spent dating, asking girls out left and right like it's as easy as breathing, you're the only one who's brought him to such a state. an embarrassingly deep shade of red dusting his cheeks that's thankfully hidden by the darkness of his room. the hesitation in his voice that's so unfamiliar, it tastes like acid on his tongue. the way he stumbles over his words, flailing helplessly as you stare at him wide eyed.
it's maddening, what you've done to him. how you seem to have no knowledge of just how deep his feelings run for you.
but it's worth it, min ho thinks, when your stunned expression morphs into one of delight.
it's worth it, when you take his hands into yours, clutching at his fingers for dear life as you tell him that you like him too.
it's worth it, now that you're his.
#i caved. its been 3 hours since i finished xo kitty and i caved to the minho brainrot#idrk how i feel about this but we move ig#there might be more coming soon who knows!!!!!#xo kitty#xo kitty minho#xo kitty x reader#xo kitty minho x reader#minho x reader#min ho x reader#xo kitty min ho#deusfoundry writes!
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kitty!reader loooooves making rafe mad (mdni 18+)
Rafe's grip tightened on your hips as he slammed into you at an unforgiving pace, the headboard banging against the wall. His breath came in ragged gasps, sweat dripping down his face. The memory of you flirting with that guy at the party earlier fueled his anger and jealousy, causing him to thrust into you even more forcefully.
“You're mine, you hear me?” he growled through gritted teeth, one hand fisting in your hair and tugging your head back. “No one else gets to touch you like this. No one else makes you feel this good.”
“Fuck off.” you lazily spit at him. You were enjoying this, with your eyes glossed over and your lips perking up in a sneaky smile.
Rafe's eyes flashed with fury at your defiant words. He roughly shoved your shoulders back down onto the bed, pinning you face-first into the mattress. His weight bore down on you as he held your head firmly in place.
“You got a smart fuckin’ mouth, you know that?” His hips never faltered in their relentless rhythm, continuing to pound into her with bruising force. Your hands scrabbled at Rafe's forearm but he pinned your wrists behind your back with one large hand, keeping you completely immobilized.
“That's right, struggle for me,” Rafe purred darkly, a hint of cruelty in his tone. “You know I like it when you try to fight it, c’mon.” He shifted his hips, changing the angle so that each thrust hit that special spot inside you.
Despite your loud, pornographic moans filling the room, Rafe failed to notice the dazed smile still playing at the corners of your mouth. Everything you did tonight was on purpose because you knew he’d react this way. And naturally you got exactly what you wanted.
#nai writes ୨୧#kitty!reader#rafe cameron smut#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron x you#rafe cameron#drew starkey#obx#st4rfckerz
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WHY ARE YOU HAUNTED? // ON HAUNTED HOUSES
Frederick Kiesler Inside the Endless House // The Haunting of Hill House (2018) cr. Mike Flanagan // Lisa Robertson Magenta Soul Whip // Joan Tierney Why Are You Haunted? // V.C. Andrews // Heather Havrileskyb Haunted Womanhood // Shirley Jackson The Haunting of Hill House // The Haunting of Hill House cr. Mike Flanagan // Tracy K. Smith Ash // Anatomy (2016) cr. Kitty Horrorshow
#on self#on loneliness#on loss#on emotion#poetry parallels#poetry compilation#web weave#web weaving#frederick kiesler#the haunting of hill house#mike flanagan#lisa robertson#joan tierney#vc andrews#heather havrilesky#shirley jackson#tracy k smith#anatomy game#anatomy#kitty horrorshow#words#poem#spilled poetry#poetry#spilled thoughts#writing#dark academia quote#spilled ink#dark academia#dark academia poetry
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Shared this blurb with my fellow @/pixelcafe-network members yesterday about Suo + nipple play via Discord first, so why not also here? 🙂 No beta coz we cum and die like men; dividers by @cafekitsune
Imagine Suo coming home from patrolling the town one day only to find you sitting on the sofa scrolling through your phone screen, wearing a flimsy tank top and short flimsy shorts. Too much skin shown smh and on top of that, you’re not wearing anything underneath that tank top, so your boobs are seen-through the top + nipples are perking lol
Next thing you knew, you’re straddling onto his lap, whimpering and hands gripping tightly on his shoulders; your neck littered with hickeys—“so they’ll know whom you’re belong to”—and Suo is currently licking one of your tits through your top, a small patch of wetness forming around it thanks to him teasing your perky nipples. To add to the building sensation inside your stomach, he keeps on rubbing your throbbing pussy to and fro through your short shorts.
“S-suo… wait—“
He stops all but licking them buds. “Eh~? I thought we both agreed to calling each other on a first-name basis? It’s Hayato, remember… Y/N-chan?” His ruby-colored eye stares darkly at you, full of lust. You shiver at the sudden feeling.
“…Ha… Hayato, please…”
“Please what? Use your words, princess.”
“P-please make me cum from playing my nipples.”
Suo hums in delight and gently bites one abused bud through the flimsy fabric. “Here we go…” and starts sucking and licking on a nipple hard while one hand is flicking and scratching the other with his fingernails.
“Hayato… I’m gonna cum… C-CUMMIIIIIIIING!!!”
--+--
Bonus:
”Where are you going? We’re just getting started, princess—I haven’t tasted you yet.”
Another bonus:
"Barely, huh? When your sweet little pussy is twitching crazy to me? Liar." Suo says in a dark tone, the word ‘liar’ punctuated with a hard slap on your cunt, dipping two of his fingers between your puffy netherlips and gathering slick before bringing it to his lips. He sucks them with much gusto, pulling them away with a loud pop, grinning at your trembling form. "Sweet~ just the way I like it!"
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Logan's the prettiest, cutest and softest kitty Wade's ever seen
#logan went from a feral kitty to a soft kitty cat#in the course of a few days#courtesy of wade and his undying love and affection#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool 3#wade wilson#james logan howlett#poolverine#deadclaws#peanutbub#old man yaoi#imagine your otp#otp prompts#writing promt#marvel memes#mcu avengers edits#ryan reynolds#hugh jackman#deadpool x wolverine#mischievous thunder
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#writing#franz kafka#journaling#journal#im just a girl#coquette#girl interrupted#just girly things#female manipulator#justagirl#girl interupted syndrome#lana del ray aesthetic#female hysteria#lana del rey#dead poets society#todd and neil#todd anderson#mean girls#this is what makes us girls#hell is a teenage girl#gaslight gatekeep girlblog#gaslight gatekeep girlboss#hello kitty#just girly thoughts#hyper feminine#female rage#ultraviolence#thirteen 2003#this is a girlblog#eat the rich
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Munch! Azriel!!! 18plus only.
He had your hips pinned with his arm, his tongue working in firm circles over your clit as you whined and buried your hand in his hair. You’d already cum twice. He was torturing you, licking every single drop that you gave him. Azriel felt you trying to squirm, push him away and he growled. Gently nipping your clit, he spanked your ass hard a few times. You shrieked and he grabbed your wrists. He held them still, his strength overwhelming you. He pulled apart your folds and smeared his spit.
“Stop, squirming from me. Let me enjoy my meal. It’s been a long, fucked up day and I need to relax.” He playfully nudged your clit with his nose and returned to sucking like it was hard candy.
#Kitty writes#azriel#azriel x reader#azriel x you#azriel acotar#azriel acosf#azriel acomaf#acofas#azriel actoar#acotar#a court of thorns and roses#a court of mist and fury#sarah j maas#a court of wings and ruin#azriel shadowsinger#azriel spymaster
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Need more of you kinky fucks to talk about how fucking good it is to be mutually subby with someone. The desperate whiny humping, the drooling and moaning into each other's mouths as we dumbly make out, the biting and scratching and needy groping, and making a pretty mess of cum on each other
Really just euphoric to cuddle and hump away, two dumb horny pets moaning and whining please at each other, both being such good fucking pets as we cum at the same time, whining and whispering I love you and falling asleep in each other's arms, all spent and fucked out in each other's cum
#xochimilli writes#🫀puppy#heheh guess what my love and I just did ^_^ ♡#(i now will pass out and take a nap while he sleeps in my arms ♡)#bd/sm pet#ftm nsft#t4t nsft#bd/sm kink#ftm switch#queer nsft#queer love#queer ns/fw#bd/sm switch#ftm vers#puppy nsft#nsft puppy#bd/sm puppy#puppy sub#puppy ns/fw#kitty sub#kitty nsft#kitten nsft#bd/sm kitten#kitten sub#ftm kitten#trans nsft#t4t ns/fw#t4t#petpl@y#petpl4y
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batboys and cats 𓂃⋆.˚
This is heavily inspired by this piece of art! please check it out. @warmheartltt

Dick loves all animals; he owns one himself. When he finds out you own a pet kitty, he gets so happy! He bombards you with questions about said cat. "How old are they?" "What breed?" "Do you think they will get along with Haley?"
Once he meets the kitten, he's immediately in awe. It's so cute and fluffy! Next time he comes over to your place, he brings a bag full of cat toys and treats. The cat is wary of him at first, but they warm up to him quickly. Dick is very warm so your cat will always be napping on him when they get the chance.
Haley also loves the cat. She tries to play with it all the time. Jumping around it, licking its fluffy head, she just wants a playmate! Luckily, the cat doesn't mind and puts up with her playful behavior.

Tim is a cat person himself, and he's always wanted his own cat. (his own that Damian wouldn't steal) so one night when he comes over and notices a cute little furball on your couch, he immediately sits down next to it, cooing at the cat's sweet face.
Him and your cat are now best friends. whenever Tim comes over, the cat only pays attention to him. Tim often finds himself on the floor, giving treats to the kitty.
His camera roll is now filled with photos of the cat. He thinks it's the cutest thing ever. His favorite thing is when the kitty decides to take a nap on his lap while he works. When he sleeps over, he secretly hopes the cat will hop in bed with you and cuddle.

Jason tries to act unbothered when he first hears about your cat, although inside he's super excited and curious and wonders when he can meet them. When he finally does meet them, he can't help but be in awe. He thinks they're adorable and swears to protect it as if it's his child.
He'll go out one day without telling you and come home with cat supplies. (treats, toys, food, etc.) He loves to play with a feather stick or laser pointer with the kitty, it's his favorite thing to do before he leaves for patrol.
On rough nights, he will lie in bed with you and put the kitty on his stomach, petting them to calm himself. whenever the cat chooses to sit with him, he feels so happy and warm inside.
One day, if your cat is getting older, he might surprise you and bring home a kitten. The two kitties get along great and he's twice as happy.

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