#morning kitty poem

[t-underneaththeradardancing]

guess we hadnt started even or lost in the drafts of translation or the jaws of

anyway for a minnit its a morning onna frog friday - the usual usual maybe trending upside idk - may or may not b morning or this today even if interrupted - by t standards a whirling dervish of motion tho nothing stren you us - and getting shit i hate to deal with accomplished or at least a path toward - then again

theres laundry always for infinity if only a smaller one

still

oh fux it after noon and no longer morning - did we men shun - the good and always kitty - she really is one

so anyway

hallelujah

[srisrisriddd]

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[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

The Nya-rtists of hotarubi

Hotarubi as cats

Wc:800

Subaru

I actually don't know what to imagine him as! But I guess a brown Scottish fold would fit, his little face looks like he is ready to apologize for breathing too loudly.

A cat that appeared in a few movies and shows as a kitten but stopped featuring around the time you got him. He is incredibly well trained, jumping between platforms or hoops or meowing when you do a small sign with your hand. He does seem to dislike giving the paw though.

Your merienda pal! Your tea time mate! When you sit down at 4 or 5 to drink some infusion and eat something he will sit down on the chair facing you. He looks so cute and looks at you with his big beautiful eyes that makes you give him a little treat to share with you. (Seemingly cats can drink moderately herbal tea so he would like that!)

The other two sometimes join you but Haku just splays down on your lap and will hold your hand as you handfeed him treats, Zenji doesn't seem too interested in treats and just wants to make you hear his horrid song.

Even though he is quite well behaved and never hisses at visits or you, he will paw and bite at you or any cats who attempt to kill a bug or hurt them. Little anomaly bug protector.

You are unsure if Subaru likes Zenji, maybe it's because he appeared out of nowhere or how he enjoys being sticked to someone else who sometimes happens to be the touch adverse cat, either way whenever Zenji starts singing he runs away to your room and burrows under your bed -his unofficial hideout with a cat tatami mat you bought him- or under your pillow to drown the noise out. When you attempt to pull him out his little face makes you leave him be.

Haku

He is a japanese bobtail cat that was raised in a shrine to hunt mouses but got sold because he wasn't catching any.

He is so quick to jump on your lap almost as soon as you get him home, purring and asking for scratches. He is such a loving boy to every visitor.

He likes music with flutes, he will loaf down on the middle of your sofa -preferably on a blanket too- and close his eyes.

Even though he is quite a chill and quiet kitty who loves to laze around and sunbathe, whenever Subaru is in trouble he will pop in to aid him. He it helping him out from a space that was smaller than he expected or meowing at you and waking you up when Suba lingers around your bed waiting for you to wake up and feed them.

The cat that will stand up straight and still suddenly as if he saw something on the middle of the night to freak you out and then fall asleep, he almost seems to enjoy making you nervous about ghost in your house.

Zenji

a Bombay cat His eyes bright and sleek body beautiful enough to be in a poem

For a nice while you thought you had only Haku and Subaru but it isn't until one night a horrible meowing wakes you up and you find a black cat in your living room. You rolled with it and introduced him to the other cats in the morning. When Subaru saw him he jumped back and ran back to your bed, but Haku just looked at him and walked to his food bowl.

You think Haku actually snuck him in, given how familiar he seemed to be with him. It also explains why he was so thin, the thing must have been sharing food with Zenji, though you never see him eat or drink.

Loves music! Not like Haku, who will lie down and vibe, his tail moving at most; Zenji will start scratching pillows and anything with threads, find him a scratch ball or anything. It's even worse if you yourself play the instruments, he will meow acting as the vocalist whenever you practice.

He is always hanging by Haku's tail! Whenever you look for one of them the other is close by. There are a few instances where he will take it to stalk you rather than Haku and will be surprised when you speak to him, as if he thought he was invisible.

One day he brought a cat plushie from the streets, you guess. it was all dirty and you had to stitch its underbelly so the stuffing wouldn't spill out. At night he hangs on the windowsill and licks it as if it was his brother.

A very vocal kitten! He does speak for all two of his brothers yelping and vocalizing at the minor (if any at all!) reason.

[white-sinner]

Seven brothers and their boyfriends

fourth born Satan x male book lover reader

Smut

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all fairy tales start with once upon a time and they all lived happily ever after and it's time for the story between you and satan to begin

when you two first met there wasn't this much interaction the only thing you understood about him was his hatred for lucifer

one of the details that made him fall madly in love with you was your love of reading but not just your personality your looks he loved everything about you. like the little mermaid

and when he showed you his room o holy heaven … it was as if he fell in love with you again your eyes sparkled! it was a whole room full of bookshelves and full of books finally someone who understood him his love for books in short a perfect match

most of the time you could find him opening your door wide with a pile of books in his hand saying

“these are some of my favorite books I think you might like them”

of course you also recommended them and lent your favorite books with the which unlike his was much more attentive

for your dates, these are almost always in the library, in his room pampering you while you read together but one thing that satan likes to do in particular is to recreate one of the romantic scenes of one of his books

now the fights between you two don't always happen but they are more frequent than other brothers but you can swear that after he calms down he will try to apologize in all possible ways for example by sending you pictures of cats with the word sorry, writing you a poem or even coming with a cat in his arms apologizing

SMUT

now this may seem like a fairy tale but this story is not all sugar and candy but there is also a touch of spice now this can go in two ways

SUB READER

satan was returning from the library when he saw a scene in the living room he saw you and lucifer arguing and you fearlessly answered him in kind, after that quarrel and you were still angry, satan he invited you to his room and as soon as you entered the Saw satan shirtless slamming you against the wall kissing you furiously

“you could have told me you wanted to do that wonderful show but you didn't tell me anything, naughty boy~”

“Huh?!”

satan throw you on the bed you were speechless but excited and satan could see it

satan undresses you while he runs his hands over your exposed body, he puts you on your stomach and your ass in the air and starts fucking you very hard, you put your hand on your mouth to stop your moans being heard

“Don't cover your sweet sounds, kitty”

“mmm~ go slowerrr”

to which he smirked and went faster

you know cats when their partner is in heat? this is exactly what happened

the next day Satan had to carry you in his arms because you couldn't move well he didn't mind

TOP READER

you and Satan were in his room reading and drinking tea when you notice something strange under the bed

"do not look!"

“some cat ears and a tail-shaped butt plug?”

“I-I can explain”

now you were intrigued by the tail shaped butt plug you already had an idea where the situation was going but you wanted to hear from him

“I wanted you to fuck me with those…”

said Satan in a low voice even lower than Levi

“What? speak louder baby”

"Come on are you serious? it's embarrassing"

“ok when you are ready to tell me he will find me in my room”

“wait wait! don't go..I want you to fuck me with those”

you only smiled after this and Satan's cheeks flushed red

"undress"

Satan followed your instructions and was left with only ears and tail

now he was under you while you fucked him making him see the stars

“M/NM/Nn-“

“No no,baby kitty don’t talk”

with that said he started fucking harder now you could see the bulge of your cock inside him

“Nyan nyan!!”

and so you continued until the morning

A/N: before this story ends I leave you with a photo

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[ranimotia]

╭┈◦❥ • Dark Paradise

Having Goth! Malleus Draconia as your lover includes..

・❥Pairing: Malleus Draconia x reader

・❥Content warning: Goths (lol), GN! Reader, POC friendly, inaccurate to timeliness of game, reader with stereotypically feminine interests

・❥Authors note: ik this isn't too different from normal mal but I liked the idea, Romantic Goth Malleus 🗣🗣🗣

Goth Malleus who's... Medieval-gothic style room gets invaded by a couple of cute and fuzzy plushies you keep at his place for when you stay over.

Goth Malleus who... Treats the plushies with immense care; tucking them into bed and keeping them as clean as possible. After all, they remind him of you.

Goth Malleus who... Often takes you out on historical museum dates, guiding you by the waist through each gallery, whilst rambling on about each object displayed.

Goth Malleus who... Responds to the cute sticky notes you leave for him with long, heartfelt poems detailing your beauty.

"Make sure you unload the drier :) love you xx"

"I adore you beyond comprehension. You consume my every thought, both whilst awake and asleep, you are my moon, sun, stars and more, you are love itself and you consume my mind, body and soul and I'm more than content with letting you consume more of me each passing day-"

You get the idea..

Goth Malleus who.. Lulls you to sleep by reading you historical writings; ranging from 19th century literature to ancient epics. When doing so, he likes having your head rested carefully on his chest. He caresses your cheek every so often.

Goth Malleus who... Wakes up earlier than you and makes you breakfast almost every morning, presenting you with a silver plate of pancakes, sliced fruit, and a mazer of homemade juice when you finally stumble downstairs after waking up.

Goth Malleus who... Owns an impressive jewellery collection of silver chains decorated with either red, green, or purple jewels, accompanied with ornate designs of either roses or dragons. Despite his extensive collection, his favourite piece of jewellery is one you gifted him; a hello kitty ring you had jokingly proposed to him with.

Goth Malleus who... Sends you a bouquet of a dozen red roses tied together with a silk ribbon, alongside a hand written letter detailing your dinner reservations- sealed with a matching black seal adorning a dragon symbol embedded into the wax each morning of your anniversary.

Goth Malleus who... One night on one of your regular nightly strolls, presents you with a gold ring embedded with a raw cut gem of your birthstone in a velvet box. Asking to be yours till the day he dies.

Goth Malleus who... Lets out a sigh of relief at your acceptance, knowing the baggage of being a prince's spouse isn't appealing to most people, promising you he'd repay you for taking up such a tedious role.

Goth Malleus who... Doesn't miss a beat when it comes to wedding planning, already having some some drafts on what your wedding would be like thanks to countless ramble sessions with Lilia.

Goth Malleus who... After months of planning and organising, managed to set your dream wedding, a surprisingly simple affair- taking place in a flower field near an old victorian mannor right as the sun was setting.

Goth Malleus who... Believes you to be the most beautiful person in the world in your wedding attire; which consisted of long custom made floral lace, in a soft shade of your signature colour with matching gold jewellery, complementing your undertones. His own attire consisted of 14th century style robes, black in colour with roses embroidered onto it.

Goth Malleus who... Seals your vows by placing a flower crown on your head and you doing the same to him- a much more intimate break from the traditional kiss.

Goth Malleus who... Only has his closest companions at the wedding; his guardian since childhood, and his two closest guards. You too, are with your two closest friends, even having Grim as your ring bearer.

Goth Malleus who... Dances with you in the field under the moonlight once the party was over and everyone had retreated to their rooms. His arms wrap around you in a warm, loving embrace whilst swaying to a familiar tune he hums.

Goth Malleus who... Takes you to a cottage in the countryside for your honeymoon, holding your hand as you both walk though hidden forest pathways admiring the beauty of nature.

Goth Malleus who... Preserves your wedding bouquet, keeping it on display in your shared room; yet another symbol of your love displayed throughout your home.

Goth Malleus who... After all the years your spend together, still keeps the hello kitty ring you gave him.

Goth Malleus who... Each year of your wedding anniversary, takes you stargazing in the exact field you got married in.

"Look Malleus!"

Malleus' eyes darted to where your finger pointed in the deep sea that was the sky; a shooting star, leaving as fast as it came.

"A shooting star, did you wish?" You asked, gaze not breaking away from the illuminated sky and your hand not leaving his.

"No, I didn't have time" He simply stated, staring at the space were the star previously was.

"And there is somthing you wish for?" You asked, now with your eyes ripped away from the veiw and on him, pooling with curiosity.

"Yes," He replied to your inquiry, still not satisfying your curiosity as you continued to stare at him. "I wish," He spoke with a sudden pause, taking a moment to lift your intertwined hands and admire your matching rings, "To continue being your husband, even in the life after this one."

Lifting your hands further to his lips, he pressed a soft kiss against your knuckle. A burning sensation made its way onto your face as you felt your stomach flutter- gosh, who's life did you save to be blessed with a man so loving? You hoped to continue being his spouse in the life after this, too.

[david-goldrock]

You voted for, so let me translate the entire poem

Let us talk about god About blind faith, and cold logic, and a lacking purpose A pale alternative to a pointless and alienated existence About the mantle and the lady and all that is familiar And the bitter truth of the thorn in the rose And the dangers of sugar and the cold reality Let us talk about god dsgnruwhurjehgtsbvalk

That is what I managed to write before the cat jumped on my keyboard Glanced at the words, glanced at me, glanced at the words And turned to lick its own ass

"Well, what's your opinion?" I asked it, for it is known cats do not tend to spare criticism If you wanna hear "Wow what a beautiful song" go and ask the dog For the truth, turn to a cat

Left the ass, glanced at me Glanced at the words, glanced at me His entirety is a Nietzsche's mustache The eyes of the abyss that looks back at you Uberkatze that will soon herald that god is dead (supercat, a reference to Nietzsche's "uberman") Opens his moth to talk, and thus spoke Zarathustra: "For someone who claims that god doesn't exist, you write about him a bunch, do you feel threatened?"

What? Threatened? From what? A flying spaghetti monster? No I just think that faith and god is a cool concept

It scoffs and responds: What do you fuck about? You dig (talk an excessive amount about something) And are an infidel And forces to confront And freeze in your place From the horror of the truth Because Darwinist monkeys Tried to trick To pile stones That cannot be lifted And cells from a fetus And a fossilized snail And big bangs And facts that most, as all Dwarven (become small, as dwarfs) On the banks of the everyday Of 7 billion Yearning souls From the heart of each land To the shore of each sea Go and tell all these That god doesn't exist

And then it hit me: The religification has come to me in my home! Because of course, a cat that once in Ancient Egypt was a god Now that were back to writing in emoji hieroglyphs, and the cat-worshiping gets a rejuvenation on all the walls of the internet Of course the cat will stand up to the side of the messianics, the darkened, the preachers and return-in-answerers (to return in an answer is a jewish idea, which I am unqualified to explain, but in this context it means to become religious) Well - Not in my house I won't be silent and I won't accept Religious compulsion from the mouth of a creature that licks its own ass

And it tells me: From the perspective of a cat Things are a bit different There is no Damocles' sword of time that is ticking Death approaches The end of the movie And in the meantime, we eat, and fuck Without doubting The world, ourselves By Allah Ya Allah You digged With all that messing around with "purpose" We start, we decay There's no one above No stairway to heaven Hell has no elevator

Well, exactly, so why search for imagined meaning? Why not settle for what there is - We were born for a short existence, kitty Let us fulfill it instead of casting the responsibility on some kind of creator There are better things to live by

Like what exactly?

Yes The tree is but a tree And the sea is but a sea But has anyone ever Seen democracy? Touched an ideology (In order to get the feeling of its texture) Or grasped an idea? Just today I hunted justice And I held a vision I hadn't met a cat That had counted its steps By a measure of morality Or a written contract Ironically you with the brain You don't have smarts Just the mercy of words That will build you a dam To stop the nothingness And to act as a reminder But the nothingness is winning I am sorry to herald And yet there's no shame in filling that which is empty Even you -

Me? I am a nihilist anyway, I don't believe in anything

Even you Rise very morning to work For money, a feeling of recognition and honor Maybe money exists if people live for it? If people are held by it? If people are worth because of it? If people fight, vouch for each other, sacrifice for it? If there's money, then there is god, why not? Nations and peoples and states ignite Flames in tens of thousands of hearts As far as I am concerned if all of them exist than god does too

Let us ask the audience, we'll do a survey here Who's more real, god, or Brad Pitt? Sorry for shoveling messages down your throats But no one ever died for Brad, the poor guy Certainly hadn't lived for him What is true: You You examine in a magnifying glass A view that's seen by a telescope Fight for flags And scoff at a horoscope If faith is a perspective Then the world's a kaleidoscope If life is a raging sea Then god is a periscope One can see with him high up And all looks clear If you hadn't begun to sink by now For this pitcher is hollow Take the word of a cat Every time over You kill god To crown under him A different hollow pitcher

You wanna talk about god? Let us talk about love Where is this love that you talk about? That you sing it?, that you write it? That you live it, you experience it You die for it, you kill for it Where is the evidence to prove the existence of this love? This catalyst, this causer The motive, the engine of life The battery of the existence, the fuel of the soul Where is this love? If there is no god, what about your love? If there is no god, what about love? If there is no god, what about love? If there is no god, what about love?

Its mustache bristles, and his eyes are boiling fire He finished And returned to lick its ass

I should have asked the dog

[polhfantasma]

Do you have any headcanons for nyo!Greece?

Hello! first things first sorry for the late reply, I was a bit busy… buuut here are some headcanons along with a sketch!

- She’s very skilled in singing and acting and is part of an underground theater group

- she likes inviting people over and will make sure you feel comfortable at her home. She can cook really well but is also down for ordering gyros

- she has a colorful bag and keeps cat treats in there for the stray cats

- She feeds her cats and the stray cats every morning before leaving the house. All the cats of her neighborhood are really loved and cared for, so they are all very friendly. No cat lover can pass by her street without stoping by to pet one or more of the cats!

- On rare occasions of snow or heavy rain, she takes in all the kitties! It’s a bit chaotic to have this many animals inside your house so it’s only for a little

- She volunteers at animal shelters when she has time

- I imagine her casual style being kinda like a hippy but not quite

- I like to imagine her a bit more extroverted and energetic than Heracles, but still the type that would nap at meetings. Definitely would show up late with a coffee at hand

- When bored she might write poems or make tiny cat doodles

- loves wine and beer but absolutely can’t tolerate heavier alcohol

- knows ksematiasma (how to undo evil eye)

- olive oil and oregano on EVERYTHING

- no splitting the bill and no treating her either (it would be pretty hard to convince her) she’s willing to treat you even at times she doesn’t have much money

The sketch isn’t perfect but here it is!

I also added some human name suggestions!

I gravitate more towards Athina (like the city of athens) but Eleni and Persefoni (or Persa for short) also sound nice. A further suggestion would be Artemis (I really can’t choose I like all of them lol)

Hope it was a fun read! I definitely had a lot of fun imagining nyo Greece ^^

[bittersweetresilience]

miraculous masterpost 🦚

writing

sentitwin soulmate au (Félix and Adrien are soulmates. Amélie and Emilie used to be just as close. On hiatus.) ghost félix au (Félix just wanted it to stop hurting. On hiatus.) sentitwin omori au (Adrien wakes up. Emilie is home. On hiatus.)

never been in love (Félix comes to terms with being aromantic.) metempsychosis (Félix is in a time loop.) i've drowned and dreamt this (Adrien has a problem.) no one listens to the dead (Félix and Adrien switch places.) oh, no, not again (For Félix, time travel is a dangerous thing.) band-aid (Adrien helps Félix through a panic attack.) for what we've done (During Emotion, Marinette chooses differently.) garden of dreams (Adrien takes care of Félix when he dissociates.) i want to hold the hand inside you (Félix gives Marinette his ring.) loose leaves (Marinette shares a morning with Félix and Kagami.) come alive when the light dies (Ladybug remembers Patte de Velours in the Burrow.) in certain light, i can plainly see (Félix lets Marinette kiss his hand.) handle with care (Félix takes Adrien to meet his horse.) aftertaste (Ladybug brings Adrien to a picnic date.)

better left unsaid (Snake Noir visits Félix after Réplique.) brave, truthful, and unselfish (Five times Félix lied to Adrien.) ephialtes / reverie (Félix survives the night of the Diamonds' Dance.) sleep (Runaway Chat Noir and Félix have a conversation.)

and a couple others i haven't made posts for which you can find here!

analysis

why félix makes me insane why i read félix as aromantic why félix would go by his father's last name random félix defenses in my stash timeline of félix events

félix and flairmidable as pandora's myth félix as a classical or method actor sentitwin sun and moon symbolism

sentitwin soulmate au meta / more / more

every scene where the miraculous theme song plays in minor definitely not every scene where in the rain plays

parallels between marinette, adrien, gabriel, and émilie parallels between exaltation and chat blanc parallels between gabemilie and feligami

french history and gabriel's color palette plikki at the end of the world

adrien agreste and borderline personality disorder

webweaves

félix fathom amélie graham de vanily felinette / more / more philosophy / more the whiteness of the whale hearth and thirteen paris special chat blanc twins / more feligami ladyvelours team is a four letter word

amvs

how far we've come / miraculous ladybug i could fight on a wall / ladynoir end credits / felinette emperor's new clothes / félix fathom i can't decide / félix fathom this side of paradise / ladrien savior / ladyblanc tightrope / djwifi are you bored yet? / kuro neko way down we go / félix fathom

playlists

émilie agreste kitty section

gifs

sentitwins felinette / more / more / more feligami / more félix fathom the wish

fic recs

félix sentitwins feligami ladynoir

other

miraculous frozen au miraculous infinity train au

murder at the graham de vanily dinner party birds of a feather

as time goes by podfic

thirteen poem félix poem

in the rain a capella

[usamamoweek]

UsaMamo Week 2023 - Master Post

Thank you to everyone who participated, reblogged, commented, liked and gave kudos. Thank you to everyone who was a beta / cheerleader behind the scenes. This event turned out amazingly well and we are so happy to see both new faces and some old friends participate this year. (And don't forget about our "Meet the Creators" series, to learn a little more about people in this fandom)

To make sure none of the amazing works that have been created for this UsaMamo Week have been missed, we have compiled them all into this master post (in alphabetical order by the creator):

Stories:

@caelenath - UsaMamo Week 2023 - Day 4: Beach

The whole situation was any red-blooded man's dream—nine gorgeous women in swimwear, a dreamy sunset, and a legitimate excuse to ogle them from every angle.

But he had eyes for only one...

@daikon1 :

Moon Sake Bottle Action!

Somehow at a houseparty with Usagi, Mamoru feels totally out of his depth - until Minako suggests they liven things up a bit. But can an unusual talent for carnival games be leveraged into a kiss with his crush??

A Royal Audience

Once upon a time, there was an extremely self-centered mentor...

Ten Ways to Say 'I Love You'

A portrait of Usagi and Mamoru’s relationship over the years, told in letters, poems, and journal entries.

There Was Only One... Stowaway on the School Beach Trip

It was the perfect summer scheme... and then Mamoru had walked into the train compartment.

Mamoru's Anxiety: A Love Letter for Usagi!

Filling in a 'missing scene' from Usagi's Joy: A Love Letter From Tuxedo Mask - What does Mamoru think about Usagi receiving a love letter from his alter-ego?

Keyrings, and Chaos, and Gender Expectations, Oh My!

Galaxia may have been defeated, but the patriarchy is still alive and well. With some help from Sailor Moon, Mamoru has a few things to say about that!!

Fe(e)line

As Tsukino Usagi awoke one morning from pleasant dreams, she found herself transformed in her bed into an adorable kitty.

@goddessalthena :

Dear Mamo-chan

"I'll write. And I'll call," he promised. "So...I expect you to write me all the time."

"...I will," she vowed.

But only one of them kept their word.

Picture Perfect

It was a perfect day. Almost too good to be true.

Usagi & Mamoru share a few firsts as they bask in the first blush of young love.

@kaitoscarlett - The words I couldn't say

After their first night together, Usagi finds herself waking up alone in Mamoru's apartment. While waiting for him, she explores his book shelf and finds something, she probably shouldn't read.

@lilliebellfanfics :

Day 1: Kiss Game

Summary: Usagi and Mamoru are chosen as the next contestants in Minako's pop-up competitions. They expect something weird and zany like the previous ones... not a kissing game. Well, kissing or not, Usagi says bring it on.

Day 4: There was only one...

Usagi's investigating a series of energy bursts at Tokyo Dome City amusement park. With so many unknowns--what was the source of the energy? Was it Zoisite or a new enemy?--the last thing she wants to do is share a ride on the Ferris wheel with Mamoru.

Day 7: Midnight / Fireworks

"One thing I love about prompts is they get me writing for my WIPs! I bring you another scene from DFD, but this is much much later than the current arc. For reasons, Usagi ends up staying at Mamoru's place. Things get hot & steamy, and here's a scene from somewhere in the middle."

Day 5: Free Day

The Tsukino clan are about to hit the slopes as the next part of their winter competition. Usagi is a clear winner and she's excited to beat Shingo on the double black diamond and win points for her team... only Mamoru's never skied before. Shit.

(Also Christmas Markets and kissing)

@master-ray5 - Lips Of An Angel

Mamoru gets a call on his lunch break from his Ex in Japan.

@random-mailbox - Love Letter (Poem)

Poem inspired by the Stars arc in the Anime

@riverlethe - Game Night

Minako organizes (by throwing together at the very last minute) Game Night to help the senshi blow off some steam on a rare night off.

Rei picked a small red box up off the table. “‘Love Letter’?” she grimaced. “This is going to be a long night, isn’t it?”

@sailormoonandme - Year of the Rabbit. UsaMamo Week 2023

Unbeknownst to anyone else, Serenity and Endymion arrange a secret rendezvous on the beach. Manga Canon.

@speak-mnemosyne1 :

Trust

In a dark, cramped space with stifling air, something in the chemistry between two people transformed. The universe fell away and, in those seven minutes, actions had no consequences.

But this.. this felt more like Seven Minutes in Hell.

Magnolias

For the prince of Earth, there was only one girl in the entire Solar System with whom falling in love was forbidden..

Present

“Just for a year… but I may end up staying longer than that.” Mamoru tried to swallow back the words as they left his mouth. He hated lying to Usagi, hated the way her blue eyes looked up at him with oceans of love.

@spei-sidus :

Lucky Bunny

Day 1: Year of the Rabbit / Kiss Game

Forgiven

Sailor Moon is forgiven by Tuxedo Kamen for Serenity's final actions

An Ode to the Rose

Valentine's Day is coming up and the girls decide, since they weren't giving chocolates to anyone, to write love letters to give to their future boyfriends.

The Binoculars

A day at the beach leads Mamoru to ask Usagi out.

Free Day

Neo Queen Serenity goes back in time to go on a date with First Season Mamoru.

Like a Fairy

An injured Usagi leads the nijizuishou to not only replenish her energy, but also form the Ginzuishou.

Moonlight Musings

Some midnight musings for our roaming heroine.

@wishwars - Confessions Left Unsaid

At the end of Season 1, Episode 3 of the 90s anime, Usagi decides to write a love letter to Tuxedo Mask. What if Mamoru reads it?

Art:

@iiyasbssmdoodles - Day 6 - wings

@iamcharlotte88 - Three Levels of Kisses for Mamoru Chiba (artwork for @daikon1 Moon Sake Bottle Action! story)

@lilliebellfanfics - Day 2: Royalty, Day 3: Love Letters / Poetry

@mhanevision - Day 2 Royalty , Day 5 - Free Day "Barbenheimer" , Day 7 - Midnight (Happy Birthday Mamo-Chan , Day 1 - Year of the Rabbit (Happy Birthday Usako)

@mochibuni - Art for Epilogue (story Rocks in Space by @vchanny-og )

Images / Mood boards:

@random-mailbox - Day 1 - Year of the Rabbit , Day 1 - Kiss Game, Week Day 2 - Royalty, Day 2 - Sword, Day 3 - Love Letters / Poetry, Day 4 - Beach, Day 4 - There was only one..., Day 5 - Free Day , Day 6 - Wings , Day 6 - Crystal, Day 7 - Midnight, Day 7 - Fireworks

Podcasts:

@oshiokiyopod - UsaMamo Week 2023 Special Episode!

You can listen to the episode on Spotify, Google Podcasts, Apple Podcasts, Pocket Cast, and Podchaser (links to show pages in the platform names).

[travisluvv]

Poems by me

Dreams are just my imagination Feelings, nothing but false truth Faking happiness is just my strange addiction Greif and horror are just something everyone goes through.

Hallucinations haunting my nights, I think I'm failing to express opinions Others just stand and stare, thinking I'm alright Whispers from the darkness might just be my fixation.

My pen is just a tool for me to explain my feelings Paper just tears as I write my truth A voice inside my head has no meaning The satisfaction of the warmth is now making me blue.

Lies that I am fed Keep me from believing him, My heart is just messing with my head Whats a reason to live?

The fluffy white clouds drift by in the morning sky, My weary dreams washed away from this gift from above. If only my tears could fly by, I could fly away like a carefree dove.

My mind swirling with a question that I can't understand, I wish to be let free from this cage. I just want to be a kitty in a magical wonderland Surely I am at a mature age.

The tears won't stop flowing, leaving a small puddle of pain on my pillow, Love isn't easy, it makes me feel trapped I wish to be cute, like when I was a child playing in the willows. I wish I was kept like a new toy, freshly wrapped.

The cupcakes decorated with a rainbow, makes me feel something Pure is one thing I'll never be My whole life feels like an entropy that stings, This journey is like a whisper leading to a hollow tree.

The smell of vanilla makes my heartbeat faster than ever, But the grief of my mistakes, I will not forgive. The strawberry scenery will not help with my prayer.

Shame it claws at my mind Tragedy and destiny all seems so uncanny, Scars they twirl around like a ribbon waiting for me to find. An embrace that only provides anxiety.

Childhood makes me feel captive, The comfort I desired Sugar, the taste of my tears that I carry, The excitement held had no existence.

An email full of entropy and pain, Forced to make me feel loved Memories making my tears fall like rain. My precious life was just too vivid.

@landmineloli

[t-underneaththeradardancing]

so we be illin for real (lets not get into the particulars - nothing severe just denmark rotten feeling )

and not here and now much at all on tumblr

aside from that - much usual u know the litany

ending with a

hallelujah

anyway

[srisrisriddd]

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[chanquokka]

Here's A Little Get-To-Know-You Tag Game!

Tagged by: de wonderfulest ppl @noonaracha @straykidsgallery and @itsstraykids thank you sm!!! (go appreciate their cool point stories!)

Name(s): juni! is what i decided. some friends on this hellsite also call me solar so wtv u prefer. atp i just have a bunch of nicknames bcs i also have a Weird Name, A Weirder (Family) Nickname in real life

Pronouns: he/she/they/it<3 when i say feel free. pls and thank u

Star Sign: libra, right when it starts (and just a day after seungmin's!)

#of Siblings And Fun Facts About Them(if u have any): one (1) younger gremlin brother, and the funnest fact abt them is that he has been a walking directory of telephone no's since he was 4 and now can be relied upon to calculate large numbers inside his head in point seconds. Still hates physics(and most things theory)> by which, he also stores insane and inane amount of stats info (abt all types of things, but mostly sports) inside his head ready to be flourished at a moments notice, which is mildly impressive when ur 6 and debating with college students the scores of a game that happened 15yrs before u were born but not now when ur 17 and ppl are more focused on your test scores rather than ones u know, so</3 also has his birthday on changbin's but he doesnt know abt that

#of Pets: there's a history there. with fishes that my ma deceived me with on my 12th birthday(when i asked for a pet, i imagined smth i could hold) and then liked too much herself that we had them for 5yrs. three times; birds, but my brother kind of freed them while singing a lullaby with only me as an unbelieving witness. a dog (belovedest of em all) my dad picked from street as a puppy and who, then, had to be given away after 3yrs bcs of Stupid Reasons im still mad abt. now i just have street cats showing up at my front door to safekeep their babies on my staircase's isolated nooks till they grow up and vanish and street dogs who believe i have endless supplies of treats and show me sad faces when i dont. i really want a pet</3 but for now im contending with pictures of kitties whose moms operate on strict 'see-dont-touch' policies and sweet sweet strays who like to befriend u too easy.

Fandoms: many, but rn im active mostly in skz and mxtx. id love to be in other stuff i read and watch but since Capitalism hates me dearly,,,

Favorite Color: darker shades of all and any colors(esp blue green and red)!!! can be relied upon immensely to look warm and pretty always

Favorite Song: picking favorites for anything is out of my capabilities. also am just listening to my favorite bollywood playlist a lot these days.

Favorite Author: have a working list of favorite poets that does not end at 1. have not read a book seriously in four years of exam/prep-locking. but even if i did, idt ill be able to pick any favorite bcs, yk. good things in many things. (tldr; its roald dahl) (and ruskin bond who i read when i was 5 and still read when im so tired bcs his stories inspire me to write always)

Hobbies: I dance(perform) sometimes? I write??(←derogatory, dubious) make stuff, mostly poems and stories and tinker with free things i can do, both online or craft. analysis of things with friends is a beloved activity. i liek yoga and stretching (rn in an ongoing war with 3° winter mornings to drag myself out of bed and go to class at 6) cooking when i have time but mostly, always, reading (or! watching) stories, poems and learning abt cool nonfiction things (does crying abt fiction count)

Favorite Holiday: none of the above its the trips and getaways u make for yourself. all my beloved memories are always mostly from when our family makes a trip to someplace my mom insists or there's a non-worrying emergency to go somewhere. just family getting together under some pretense, even tho it is stressful as fuck.

Do You Have Any Partner(s): persuading my best friend atm but sadly she's straight</3(no lmao)

Fun facts about you/anything extra you wanna share!: since im having it rn- coffee doesnt keep me up or sometimes even makes me nod off, a fact i discovered after my 14yr old brain had the brilliant idea to try out the cool, forbidden drink after dinner knowing i wasnt allowed to. this is not fun to my ma but growing up in a sort of restrictive household, im also just weirdly good at sneaking and doing stuff im not supposed to without getting caught. i also do not know how to talk in lesser words. this is an absolute curse, yes i have tried. beware</3

this^ is a mess but thank u i had fun!! lemme tag: @winterfloral @syannie @hyunhomoons @quokki @chogiwow @agibbangs @rainknow @lixence @hyunebear @straykidsgallery @jerirose @ambivartence @hongjoongpresent + anyone who wishes to! apologies if tagged already!

[hetaliaimaginesin2022]

Any headcanons of how domestic life with France would be? (I'm a hoe for domestic fluff)

This was such a cute request that it knocked me out of my writers block I think, so thanks lol TW// not beta read

France Domestic Headcanons

For a start, your mornings with him would always be lovely

Waking up wrapped in each other’s arms, surrounded by a sea of pillows and sheets, your strange little kitties softly purring, and no doubt also cuddling, at the end of the plump bed

He'd greet you with a soft kiss on your forehead and an insistence, regardless of the time, that you two stay in bed for just a moment longer

It's a welcomed morning routine

On slow moving sunday mornings, he'll quietly pull himself out of bed and bake some kind of pastry, in where you'll wake up and be greeted in the kitchen by your partner's smile and the smell of chocolate and coffee

Music would be softly playing from a speaker and, depending on the time, he'll softly sway with you, quietly humming until the cooling timer goes off

On the topic of cooking, he often does the bulk of it, at his own insistence, he's an incredibly talented chef and he finds joy in doing it, so he doesn't see a reason not to

Politely requests that you do the dishes, and thanks you when you do

He's already taking the long task of cooking meals so he likes when you chip in as well, he also doesn't do particularly well with stagnant dish water too, so he really appreciates the help

On down time at the house, if he's not around you, he's often off in the kitchen trying new baking recipes, reading (mainly romance and poetry) as well as gardening

Regarding his reading, I firmly believe he has at least a few French poems about love memorized, and will, on occasion, quote them to you with a soft little smile

If you didn’t speak French, he would encourage you to learn it, offering to teach you himself, in fact he would be elated to do so

As for other household chores, he really enjoys when you accompany him on store trips

You two walking side to side, hands clasped and a basket in his free one, chatting casually as you two stroll through the isles and crossing things off your list

He didn't immediately tell you how much he cherished the domesticity you bring into his life, but one evening on the couch after a glass or two of wine, he told you about how exhausted he could get of being a country's personification sometimes, and how you make everything feel normal

Overall, he loves every second he spends in your shared home with you

[ravenouscultleader780]

COTL : The Midsummonar Diaries(8-12-24 ----18-24-24)

Lambert : "Dear Diary Recently on our current day 615 of Midsummonar, our growing family of members and followers have became quite interesting after a few weeks gone by.

Recently I've done a few rituals consisting of a new daily schedule in our temple from Guving my beloved followers a morning food feast, then a enrichment ritual and finally as the last thing any other daily ritual I'm commenced or convinced would be fine to lift up their faith so no members shall lose their worshipping and hardworking devotion we've breached farther throughout the last 2 years!

And speaking of such changes to my followers, my beloved wife Samantha Bloodsucker Sheepard has been gained a happily married trait as a reward for our faithful and everlasting growth of a family of Spousal children, grandchild I've adopted and raised alongside my beloved purple bat demoness!

Overtime Sammi and Midges Daughter Maxine Butterfree(who's a very splitting image of their birth mother Sammi) and has a lot of her other mother Midges Quirks and Flings with lovers from her time of her youth of immortality thanks to the golden skull necklace I've gifted most of the followers I deem favorable or most kept as worshippers for better or worse..

Anyways Maxine or as I like to call her Maxiie with 2 letter Is has ended up with a charming shy orange tiger cat by the name of Armen Clawhauser whom is pretty humble and a sweet husband to her in mating and having many children(6 so far! & counting)

With their first being Maximus Butterfree who is a wonderful young purple cat of a member, he loves missions with his current love of Alice loves missions also as I gave them a task of going on a simple mission.

As for more updates on such members I've recently gotten a new kind of member who had a peculiarity of a poet which they write poems all day in the most odd places of the grounds of the cult base..

My first one I've named after William Shakespeare only taking Shakespeare as his official name and is now a father and written plenty poems over the past few days since he's joined and with him having a daughter named Juliet and she's a follower in her poetic father's writing footsteps it's too adorable to witness everyday!

As for Julie's mother Pyra, she loves her daughter but became overwhelmed with such a role of being a parental mother to her daughter of having such a trait of poet with lack of doing hard work..

By the way Crownie took some pictures of such a cute few quotes I plan to use from them!

Here's Shakespeare's he wrote most about the bishops and I adore such to use as quotes!

And here's his daughter Julie's which she's a natural like her dear father!

Honestly both of the kitties have such pride & love of writing poems and maybe just maybe Juliet can be a match for Maximius Jr. And speaking of him.. oh lord below..

Well can't post anymore a part 2 shall be written but that will be back to return for another Diaries log of our cult and day of forthcoming 666th day which were doing steady good atm

Fare de well cultists-Lambert

[thescentofrainonstone]

It's almost a year since I started practicing as a Witch. I grew up amongst cartomancers and weird shit like people adding blood to others food as a love spell, and as a child I saw it as such a common thing that I thought it was a folklorist extension of Catholicism. The warts on my knee were made to disappear by going to a remote well, get fig's milk on them and then throwing the fig in the well without looking back. Next year I opened my knee on gravel to the bone but sure enough the warts disappeared. So that's why I never cared about Witchcraft before because the way I had been exposed to it was... shady at best.

TW DEATH

Then my Cat died suddenly. He was in for a scan and needed to be sedated for it. His hearth did not survive the sedation. In my head the last thing he knew was that I left him with people who he did not know just like the family who abandoned him after having him 5 years, bringing him back to the shelter he was packed from when he was born.

Whiska was my family, as soon as I was living on my own in a flat I went to find a shelter because if o finslly had a safe roof over my head I felt the moral duty to share it with someone who needed it. And Whiska was my companion. I met him only a couple of months before I met my wife and he was absolutely, without question, an official part of my family.

When he passed I was thrown into an existential crisis that I don't think will ever actually pass. I wrote him a poem every day and they were all called "Bereavement #". I did it for 2 weeks and for 2 weeks I couldn't eat anything solid. For people to even remotely understand what o was going through I ad to start saying we had a death in the family.

Did you know that when working in an office, bereavement leave is one day? Just one. You either organise a funeral or you go to it, you can't do both. And we wonder why society is imploding...

Tomorrow at 4.15pm it will be a year that ove lived without him. Yet since I got his ashes back I had an artist commission a tiny portrait of him and every morning I say to it "Good Morning Whiska" and every night I say what I've said to him every night we lived together, and once again when, after rushing back to the vet, his eyes fixating the empty space and his consciousness already not there anymore despite his heartbeat, I held his paw and before letting him go I said once again "Good night Whiska, you're. Good kitty and I love you very much". And every night after that I still do.

I cried constantly for so many days that I lived with a constant headache and dehydrated. I was worried if that stopped and I got used to the pain without crying then I would have lost part of his memory. I don't cry every day anymore but I cannot think about him without ending up crying and in a way I'm glad, it's a reminder a proof of the hole he left that nothing in this life could ever fill, and I don't even want to. I honour the hole that's shaped like him and every tear is a show that he was there because that's why it's intolerable to love without him without crying.

In march I afopet 2 tuxedo cats who needed rehoming. I love them both but it has nothing to do with Whiska's loss, they have nothing to do with thbhole he left. Whiska was the excellent kitty. Every time I tell him I then turn to Stella and say "you're a pretty decent kitty" but only Whiska was excellent, that's his word, and it's necessary for me to hold on to what was His, not just something I say to my cats, but to Him.

I hold on to these rituals and they console me until I think that, without spirituality, without thinking that "if he was aware of anything he was aware of you holding his paw" all he knew before the end was that he was abandoned again. And with that I cannot live.

So that's why all the funerals, all he rituals are for those left behind: because we have to still live without them and if I think practically I feel no reason to.

So that's why my wife suggested spirituality, and officially then we've been witches ever since. Our first ritual was a spiritual funeral for Whiska and all I cared about after that was just spells that would protect myself and my wife: because after that loss nothing else matters but being with the creatures we love for as long as possible.

I'm still just as sad. And now I can't read what I wrote because of the tears so we end it here...