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HELLO KITTY WORLD & LAW OF TALOS/ENDZONE !!! <3

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Мне было скучно, и нарисовано от балды. Извиняюсь если какие то стали кривыми или слишком волосатые. 😔 Блахблах.

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used2 be scared abt posting online but 1 thing i heave relaized is that you are all filthy pigs & you will eat whatever slop you are given. nasty little fuckers. i draw like a cat eating like a lemon w/ the caption "the sour slurper" or some shit & then a bunch of bityches w/ kliike their entire blog sentered around lemons come swarming on it like #oouh! meeee ^_^ "@lemonenfuckler3000 this is like so u lol" #olivers reblog zone #kitty #cute #me when i am a small kitty

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Sweet Tooth

Sylus x gn!Reader

I was nodding off while writing this cuz 1. I need a nap so bad and 2. It's just so peaceful the vibes of this fic are really nice

Edit: fixed some minor phrasing

Warnings: biting, kissing, established relationship, fluff, food/baking

Word Count: 1,771

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No matter how long you spend with Sylus in the N109 Zone, your sleep schedule remains persistent. Sure, you stay up as late as you can to spend the night with him while he’s up and about, but the darkness, warm ambiance, and your body’s own internal clock turn against you sooner or later.

Sylus does the same for you, too. He grumbles about it, but he does enjoy spending the morning with you when you’re extra cuddly, searching for the last vestiges of your sleep before you have to get up. He’s better at staying awake, but you catch him dozing a lot, head tilted back and eyes closed as he lounges in a chair near you. It’s adorable. You love the effort you both put into trying to maximize your time together.

But today, Sylus is conked out. He was gone for most of the night and came back worn and weary. He didn’t have any visible injuries, but when you cupped his cheek and used your Evol, you could feel how drained his own was. He nearly fell asleep right there, eyes closing dangerously as he leaned into your touch and the soothing warmth of your ability. You dragged him to his bedroom, kissed his forehead, and told him to sleep. He mumbled vague threats about you waking him up, but they fell into silence before he finished any of them.

With the mansion to yourself for the day, you have to find ways to occupy yourself.

The twins and you play Kitty Cards for a bit, but they cheat so horrendously and tease you for losing, so that’s out until Sylus can sit behind you and glare at them any time their fingers try to slip more than one card from the draw pile.

You go through his books. A few are interesting; texts about Protocores and Evols stealing your attention for a time. But they have you yawning and wanting to crawl into bed with Sylus.

You even go to his dedicated exercise space, but without a partner to spar with, you don’t even work up a sweat before leaving.

Normally, you aren’t so restless. Any other time you had to spend the day with yourself, you were able to settle on something for long stretches of time, even into the night if you weren’t careful. Now, you can’t sit still for 30 minutes.

You check the time. 9:56. It’s not even 10 yet and you’re already struggling to come up with things to do. You fall into a couch in one of the lounge rooms with a humph, pulling out your phone and preparing to fall into a doomscroll through old Moments posts.

Fortunately, one of the first few posts is the perfect motivator not to: a recipe promising to be the number 1 rated chocolate chip recipe. You click on the article and scroll through until you reach the comments.

These are the best cookies I’ve ever had!!!

mmmnn wanna eat the dough raw its sooo gooooood

Tossing my store-bought cookies out rn I will only be making these from now on

It seems promising enough… You look at all the ingredients you need. It also seems simple enough for you to manage without burning the place down. You’d be surprised if the kitchen wasn’t already stocked with everything listed. But just in case…

You head down to the kitchen where the chef is coming up with meal suggestions for dinner. He’s jovial, always red in the cheeks and bright eyed. You wonder how he got hired on. You ask for help gathering the ingredients you need, and he’s happy to bounce from cabinet to fridge getting everything. Once they’re all laid out on the counter, you thank him and ask if you can have the kitchen to yourself. He bows and tells you to have fun, going over his list of notes as he leaves.

You turn the oven on, setting it to the correct temperature and letting it preheat. You forgot to ask the chef about bowls and measuring cups, but you find them easily and set them on the counter with the ingredients. Once you have music playing (quietly) on your phone, it’s easy to lose yourself in the process.

The world hones in on each step. You measure out the flour and sugars, mixing them together with a whisk. Without any preplanning, you have to soften the butter in the microwave before you can add it. Eggs are cracked against the countertop, calcium-rich shells scraping quietly as you set them aside to throw away later. A dash of vanilla, and a generous amount of chocolate chips, and the dough is ready.

You find a couple baking sheets and line them with parchment paper. As you roll small amounts of dough in your hands, you bounce on your feet, excited to taste your sweet treats in just 15 short minutes. You pinch off a little extra from one dough-ball and pop it into your mouth. If this was a preview for the finished product… You hurry to get them into the oven and set a timer.

To distract yourself from constantly checking the time, you clean up your mess. You put away what you remember the designated locations of, and set the rest aside for somebody else to deal with.

Hm, you should probably leave some for the chef, as a thank you for letting you borrow the space. And save a few for Luke and Kieran, or else they’d bug you for “forgetting” them for the rest of your days.

You open up cabinets until you find plates. There’s a set, the perfect size to divide the batch of cookies between three parties. You reach for it, stretching to be on your tip-toes. You gasp as a hand comes into your vision. When you try to back up, you hit a wall of muscle. A clingy wall of muscle, if the way his arm wraps around your waist and holds you there is any indicator. He grabs a plate from the stack.

“Ah, I need three,” you quickly tell him. He sighs, but does as you say, bringing down three plates and setting them on the counter. As soon as his hand is free, you’re being fully embraced by Sylus, both arms holding you close to him as he presses his face into your neck. You reach up to run your fingers through his hair. “Did I wake you up?”

It doesn’t seem like he’ll answer for a moment, until he breathes in deeply and presses a soft kiss along your shoulder. “No. I could smell whatever you’re making through the whole mansion.” His voice is quiet and rough, affected by his slumber.

You smile and turn your head to kiss his forehead. “I’m making cookies,” you say. “They’ll be done soon. I was gonna leave some for the chef and the twins. But most of them will be just for us.”

You glance at the timer, anxious to know how much time is left, but you still have several minutes before you need to worry about it. You tap his arms and he reluctantly loosens his hold, enough for you to turn around and hug him back. His arms tighten once more.

“You’re clingy when you’re tired, you know that?”

He huffs a laugh against your skin. “As if you haven’t insisted on having me carry you around everywhere before because you were, quote, ‘too tired to walk anymore.’”

You tug playfully at his hair. He groans and bites your neck. It’s not harsh, but it does sting. You’re sure it’ll leave a mark regardless.

“Now you’re just being mean,” he growls.

You laugh and kiss his cheek. “Only a little. I think it’s cute.”

He doesn’t answer. His teeth nibble lightly along an invisible path, interspersed with light kisses. One of your hands combs through his soft hair, scratching his scalp lightly as you pet him. The other trails slowly along his back, side, and around to his stomach, searching for injuries hidden beneath his clothes. He notices, but he says nothing.

“Are you okay?” you whisper to him.

He pulls his mouth from your skin, finally lifting his head to look down at you with half-lidded eyes. The striking red of his irises seem softer right now, like the delicate plumage of a cardinal. “I’m alright.”

You study his face, as if you’d know if he was lying to you. But you believe him. So you nod and press a feather-light kiss to his lips. He sighs at the contact, like he’d never been touched so sweetly for hundreds of years. It’s such a beautiful sound.

The oven’s alarm startles you out of the moment. Sylus groans with a frown, letting you go and stepping away until his back hits the kitchen island. Your hand squeezes his side apologetically before you pull away.

You don a couple of oven mitts and open the oven door. The cookies are all aligned on the baking sheets, golden brown and slightly oozy from the overkill of chocolate you added. You excitedly pull each pan out and set them on the stovetop, before turning off the oven.

The recipe says to let them cool for five minutes… but you don’t have the patience for that today. You grab one of the plates from the counter and a spatula from a drawer, and carefully deposit some cookies onto the plate. You’re positively beaming when you bring them over to Sylus, holding the plate up to him.

“Want one?”

He hums. “Yes, but…” He takes the plate from you and sets it behind him. “You’ll burn your mouth if you eat one now.”

You half-heartedly glare up at him. “C’mon, Sy, I’ll be careful. I worked hard on these!”

“And you can stand to wait a few more minutes to taste the fruits of your labor, sweetie.”

“You just want more cuddles, don’t you?”

“Of course.” He grins. “Is there any better way to pass the time?”

You sigh, long and dramatic. But you wrap your arms around him, resting your head on his chest, right over his erratic heartbeat. He tangles a hand in your hair this time, cupping the back of your neck to hold you in place.

He feels the exact moment you go to reach for the plate and snatches your hand away from it, holding it captive by intertwining your fingers together. “Sneaky, but I’m not tired enough to pull that trick, kitten.”

You chuckle and press your nose against his septum. “It was worth a shot.”

[fee224]

Rafe comforting overlooked reader after a nightmare?

I’m obsessed with all your other writing! You’re doing amazing honey 💗💗

Thank you so much sweetie !!!

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Overlooked!Reader x Rafe Cameron

Clutching tightly onto your heart, trying to steady it while panicking about the freakishly fast pace. You silently weeped, wiping the continuous stream of tears down your face.

Your mind thinking of all the nice things, flowers and mr Simmons, baking and sundresses. But then you remembered what would happen if you woke rafe up, a harsh slap across your cheek, other body parts if you cried because it hurt, that’s what your father always did.

You wanted to go to the bathroom and calm yourself down, but your legs were shaking. You wanted to wake mr Simmons up and stroke him till you fell back asleep, but he was asleep downstairs on the sofa. You most of all wanted rafe to hold you, but he needed his rest, he has work tomorrow.

You’re head moved slowly, trying to see if rafe was asleep. He was. His body facing you and arm loosely around your lower stomach, how had you not realised? You gulped as you watched him, asleep and still, calm.

“S’the matter?” His voice husky and quiet, only audible against the dead silence. You bit your lip, rolling further into him and burying your face into his neck, trying to drown out your little whimpers.

“Baby? Are you crying..” he pulled his head back to look at you, reaching over you to turn fairy lights you had littered him bed with and brushed a rogue strand of hair behind your ear. All actions you were not expecting.

“No, just..” you stared up at him, lips twitching as you held in the dam of waterworks wanting to flood your face. “Got scared” you whispered, as he furrowed his eyebrows.

The dim cozy lighting glowed over your face perfectly, looking like some kind of distressed angel from rafes view as he sat against the headboard and petted your hair like some kind of kitty, staring up at him like if he could save you, like he could handle it.

“You wanna tell me?” He cooed, drawing the tiny voice out gently.

“I have a nightmare, a reoccurring one. Since I was small.” You avoided his eye contact, staring into his bare chest but clearly zoned out. “It’s childish, ‘bout a scary horse. But- I just, it makes me get freezed up.. when I was little I’d wake up crying, m’parents would be mad for disrupting them. It used to frighten me” you were now whimpering again on his lap, your throat croaky and sore from your tears.

“It’s never going to happen again, kay? In our house, you wake me up and I’ll make you feel better, no matter how long it takes” you nodded slowly, inching closer to his bare chest, your head in between his pecks while you rested your legs on top of his, dipping in the gap. He kissed into your hair till you fell asleep, keeping the fairy lights on and whispering small dotes. Your whimpers turning into one final light sigh.

- fee xxx

[jinistd]

𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘

p. hyunjin × fem!reader

g. smut & fluff

w. 4K

content warning: smut, explicit sexual content, unestablished relationship, smoking, hyunjin gets high, consensual, hyunjin is a service top, use of pet names (hyunjin calls reader kitten/kitty)

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“-y/n?” she hears Felix call from beside her. The younger had been yapping all period about the party tonight, and y/n didn’t mean to be rude, she really didn’t, but she couldn’t help her mind drifting off onto more important things! Said things being a certain someone that has been making appearance after appearance in her daily daydreaming. Now she's not exactly complaining per se, but she is a little confused as to why her friend has been plaguing her mind more frequently than usual. It could be anything really, from his soothing voice to his dark brown eyes that always held an emotion Y/N couldn’t quite decipher, to his big, veiny hands that always had Y/N's mind drifting to other things. Things like how they would look in hers, how they would look around her waist, or between her thighs-

“Y/N!” You are again pulled from your thoughts as Felix gently kicks your leg under the table, whisper-yelling so as to not draw too much attention to you. You look at him sheepishly, brows drawn together with a small, apologetic smile on your face. “I’m sorry Lixie, what were you saying?” The boy’s frown only deepens, inching closer to you.

Felix squints his eyes as if he’s trying to find something. “Are you ok? You’ve been zoning out lately. Like, more than usual.” He diagnoses, again leaning further into your space, and at this point, it probably looks very odd from an outside perspective.

Blinking, you wonder if you should tell Felix what you've been thinking about recently. Telling Felix would mean also telling Han indirectly, but that’s technically not a bad thing because Han has much better advice than Felix anyway. You decide that it wouldn’t hurt to tell your best friend.

You purse your lips, looking at the professor at the front of the classroom. “Felix, may I ask you something?” You start hesitantly, cheeks tingeing lightly as you keep your eyes away from the boy next to you. Felix raises a brow with a ghost of a smirk creeping its way onto his face, pulling away from you to lean back in his chair.

“Of course, Y/N! What’s got the puppy blushing?” The nickname only stirs your insides a little bit, nowhere near the sensation when Hyunjin calls you by the name. You gather yourself momentarily, piecing together your thoughts and looking around just to make sure no one is paying attention to you, which is unlikely for how far away you guys are from the rest of the class, and the amount of people. “How do you know if you like someone?” you finally let out, rushed, searching your friend's eyes for any minute reaction. It’s not like you doesn’t know you like Hyunjin, you're sure you do, but it seemed like the safest question to ask.

Felix's face shifts from surprise, brows raised, and mouth parted slightly, to smug almost instantaneously. “Oh? Does Y/N have a crush?” He asks, voice saccharinely sweet and teasing.

Leaning forward to shove his friend's shoulder half-heartedly, you whine, “Don’t tease! Just answer the question.” You sit back in your chair, watching as Felix feigns hurt for all of five seconds before he’s back to smiling at you. This time it’s downright maniacal, reminding you of the Cheshire cat, and you're just a bit terrified as the boy opens his mouth to say something. “It’s Hyunjin, isn’t it?”

The blush that was slowly fading has come back in full force, bright reds painting your cheeks as you freeze. Felix gasps, eyes wide and mouth agape. “Oh my god, It’s totally Hyunjin!” He concludes, giggling like a kid at Christmas as he stares at your panic-stricken face. “Lixie it’s not funny!” Huffing, he turns away from his friend and to his notebook, which is barren of the notes they should’ve been taking. Felix seems to catch onto the fact that you are genuinely worried about whatever is going on and decides to save the teasing for later.

“Y/N, I don't know exactly how you feel, but Hyunjin definitely wouldn’t turn you down if you asked him out.” He assures because really, the elder would probably leap at the chance to go on a date with you. I mean who wouldn’t? You may not know, but most of their friends had developed a crush on him at some point, all having gotten over it, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen.

You seem confused by his statement as he tilts his head to the side, eyes asking Felix a question. “What do you mean?” you say softly, almost as if your scared to know the answer. And to this, Felix just kind of stares at you for a moment, trying to figure out if you are making a joke. But your face doesn’t change one bit, staying in a state of confusion. He looks to the side as if there's a camera before turning back to the still-confused Y/N.

“Y/N, do you really not know?” Felix asks slowly, letting the words settle in the air around you. Dark hair shifting as you shake your head, you let out a small ‘no’.

At this, Felix laughs lightly, disbelieving at just how oblivious you are. “Hyung looks at you like you’re the only person in the world. He has these heart eyes, you know? And have you seen him around other people? Bro could not care less about anyone but you, he doesn’t even try to hide it! He’s also really rude to people who try to flirt with him, like, he looks at them like he’s disgusted by their presence. Disgusted Y/N! Have you really never noticed? He’s so obvious about it too…” He trails off, realizing that you had gone silent as he ranted about their older friend's behavior.

When Felix looks over at you, your face is blank with surprise, eyes widened and your bottom lip falling. “He doesn’t do that…” Your voice is nowhere near convincing.

“Sure, he doesn’t.” Is all Felix says before changing the subject again, but you are hardly paying attention.

You are two seconds away from running out the front door of the house. You rarely go to parties, and every time you do, you're reminded as to why. It’s loud, so loud, there's people grinding on each other everywhere, and you lost Felix in the crowd, so you're all alone at a party where you don’t know anyone. Yay!

You're looking around the living room for anyone you may know, or just to not look like an idiot, but either works, and you're almost successful! You think you see Hyunjin sitting on the couch rolling a blunt on the table in front of him, but as soon as you're about to walk over, something—no someone— is blocking your view.

“Hey.” The stranger smirks down at you, the warped smile looking all types of wrong on his face. It makes him look creepy and gross, causing you to cringe at their closeness.

“Can I help you?” You force yourself to be polite, manners still thoroughly intact even in the undesirable circumstances. The boy only increases the disgustingness of his smirk, raking his eyes up and down your body.

You shift in your spot as you look away, uncomfortably folding your arms over your chest and trying your best to glance over the stranger’s shoulder in search of Hyunjin. But the older isn’t on the couch anymore. You deflate, only to suck in a breath at the feeling of an arm being wrapped around his shoulder.

“Hi Baby.” Hyunjin’s voice is a whisper in his ear, lips brushing against the skin. You flush as a shudder runs through your body, you turn to look up at Hyunjin in surprise, his eyes already burning into yours. “Jinnie?” You question softly. Your faces are so close together, you wonder if the taller can hear your heart racing at the proximity.

Hyunjin’s hand comes up to your face, caressing your jaw. “I was looking for you,” He giggles, leaning in closer to your face, inches away. And he makes it sound so real, as if he really was looking for you amidst the crowd, which after the information Felix had shared with you earlier today, has a good chance of being true. Suddenly, Hyunjin looks away from you, eyes set on the stranger who is still standing there, his gaze murderous.

“Can I help you?” The taller spits, standing to his full height and dropping his hand down to your waist to pull you into his body. The boy practically squeaks before scurrying off with his tail between his legs, leaving you two alone.

Your body immediately deflates, leaning yourself into Hyunjin’s comforting hold easily. “Hi Jinnie.” You mumble, turning your head back to look at the older.

Hyunjin softens at the sound of your voice, your eyes finally meeting again. “Hi Y/N-ah.” You preen at the name, your name always sounding different when Hyunjin says it, but to be fair everything sounds different when Hyunjin says it. Better in every way.

He leads the younger to the couch, right where he had been sitting before saving you. Hyunjin picks up the rolled blunt from the table and reaches for the lighter in his pocket.

“y/nnie.” He calls simply, letting the name permeate in the air. You tilt your head to the elder, looking up at him. You aren't sitting far apart at all, thighs touching as Hyunjin lays back against the couch with the new blunt resting in his mouth. His left-hand falls to your thigh, rubbing small and comforting circles into the rough material of your jeans.

It wasn’t comforting at all though, you immediately flush at the feeling of the elder's large hand on your thigh. It was a regular occurrence for Hyunjin to put his hands on you, but each time it set your body alight with nerves.

“Kitty,” God. This boy must want to kill you.

You choke, sputtering as you continue to stare at Hyunjin’s side profile. The elder takes a long drag, holding it for a few seconds and then exhaling. He turns to you. “You should try this.”

And you probably shouldn't, but when Hyunjin’s looking at you as if he's the only person in the room while asking you to do something that seems so mundane, how could you possibly say no? You're a weak woman.

So, you take the offered blunt and presses it to your lips, not really knowing what to do next. Hyunjin seems to understand your dilemma and takes mercy on you because you next hear instructions on how to smoke properly.

“Suck it like a straw, inhale, hold, exhale. Do it gently, or you’re gonna cough.” He smiles at you, teasing as you give him a quizzical expression and nods your head hesitantly.

You still cough. Violently. Your lungs burn as you hand the offensive object back to its original owner, who is now laughing. “Stop laughing!” You whine when you finally catch your breath, throat still burning. Hyunjin’s hand squeezes your thigh tighter as he laughs, head tilted back towards the ceiling. A shiver runs down your spine, Hyunjin is so hot.

“C’mere, kitty.” He grabs the back of your head and tilts your head manually. Stilling, you lay pliant in the others' grasp.

Hyunjin takes a long drag before leaning in, meeting eyes with you wide-eyed and confused. Your lips are parted slightly, just enough so that Hyunjin can lightly press his own against yours to let the smoke travel into your mouth.

The touch is gone as quick as it came.

Hyunjin's own eyes are lidded as he watches. “Suck, inhale, hold, exhale,” he murmurs quietly to you who follows his directions as best as you can, sucking it in like a straw, inhaling, holding, and exhaling.

This time it's much smoother, but the smoke travels from your mouth to Hyunjin’s in a puff, the older boy sucking up the last remnants of it in with confidence.

They're close, so close. You're practically on the other’s lap with how much you had compensated when Hyunjin pulled you in. The air between you is thick as Hyunjin brings the blunt back to his mouth, this time connecting your lips in a real kiss, letting the smoke cloud up around your mouths.

Your eyes flutter shut as they meet, Hyunjin's hand on the back of your head like a brand, heavy and hot. The one that moves to your thigh is no better, tugging on you just enough for you to get the hint that he wants you to sit in his lap. Again, you're a weak woman for Hyunjin, so you go without question.

You feel small like this, sitting in the lap of your friend. You moan against Hyunjin’s mouth as the older grips your waist, it’s not the strongest because the blunt is still between his fingers, but it's more than enough to leave you with the feeling of molten hot desire pooling in your gut.

“Jinnie…” He mumbles into Hyunjin's mouth, curling a fist into his jacket. When he opens his eyes, he sees the gaze the older has fixed on him, lust and want swirling in his dark, hooded eyes.

“Yes, Kitten?” The elder asks teasingly, leaning forward to nip at your plump lower lip. He’s reminded of the blunt in his hands though, pulling it away from your body and taking another hit.

Before he could exhale though, you connect your lips once again, holding onto the side of Hyunjin's face with one of his hands. The kiss is messy, saliva pooling in your mouth and spilling over the corners as Hyunjin kisses you back just as desperately.

But as you continue to share the blunt, your kisses and touches become languid and sweet, delving down into something less rushed. It's still filled with lust however, you're still minutely grinding up or down into each other in the middle of a party on a stranger's couch, but somehow it feels different.

You smile and giggle as you pull away, the weed hasn't hit either of you yet, but you feel light and airy as he stares at Hyunjin.

“Y/N-ah, you're so adorable.” Hyunjin coos, squeezing the side of your waist with no real force. You blush and giggle again, leaning back down to press a peck to the elder's lips. “Jinnie, do you maybe wanna…find a room?” You ask cautiously, making sure to hide yourself in Hyunjin’s neck as you do, hoping that it would serve as a covering.

The content smile on his face grows to a large grin as he cradles the back of your head. “Why don't we go back to my place? It’s only a few minutes from here.” He offers, placing a kiss to your head.

You don't know how the atmosphere changed so quickly. Just a minute ago you were practically cuddling on the couch with a side of kisses and grinding, but now the frottage has gotten out of hand and you're shaking against the elder.

“J-Jinnie! Please, please, please. I’ll be good! I’ll be so good, I swear…” You beg desperately, eyes watering with unshed tears as you stare up at Hyunjin through his lashes.

The older had been teasing you for so long. You just want him to do something to alleviate the ache of your cunt. Hyunjin has his thigh between your legs, pushing down harshly at times, or just simply letting you grind up against him.

He grins down at you. “Yeah? Does my kitty want more?” Hyunjin chides affectionately, his hand holding the side of your face as you relax into the touch.

“Yes.” The way you look is downright seductive. Your clothes aren't even off and your already drooling, hair messy as it lays over your head like a halo, and you're looking up at Hyunjin with these sinfully gorgeous eyes, wide and wanting, pooling with lust. He's sure he doesn't look any better though, just as effected as you in this whole endeavor.

Hyunjin finally lets up, taking his hands back and pulling himself away to take his shirt off. You whine at the loss, but it's soon quieted as you gasp upon seeing Hyunjin without a shirt.

“Jinnie you never told me you worked out…” And for some reason, you sound sad, as if you really were upset that Hyunjin never told you. He pulls off his pants too, letting both articles of clothing fall somewhere on his floor as he moves back to you.

“Baby, are you sure you're ready?” He asks, pausing with his hands on your waist. You thrash, “Jinnie if you don't fuck me right now.” He huffs, trying to sound intimidating but it just comes out as weak and breathless.

Hyunjin's eyes darken, hands working quickly as they rip off your pant and underwear down in one motion, tossing them on the floor and exposing his glistening cunt. “Or what? Hmm Y/N? What are you gonna do if I don't fuck you?” His grip tightens on your hips, blunt nails digging into the soft skin.

There's no bravado in your voice as he speaks, it's lost the longer Hyunjin stares at you with a gaze so hungry and primitive. “I’ll go find someone else.” It's said as a whisper, because it's the furthest thing from the truth—you don't want anyone else other than your Hyunjin to fuck you.

Hyunjin seems to think it's funny, for he tosses his head back in laughter, hands absentmindedly reaching for the fabric that's left on your body.

“We both know you wouldn't even dream of that. ‘Cause you're such a loyal kitten, yeah?” Hyunjin mutters the last part directly into your ear, hot breath hitting the shell and sending a shiver down your spine.

You squeak, Hyunjin's hands finding purchase under your shirt where your chest meets your torso. You nod your head fervently, eyes closing.

Hyunjin only chuckles, crowding into your space. “Yeah, that's right. You're my good girl, aren't you?” It's rhetorical, but you can't help the small, shaky ‘yes’s you let out as Hyunjin kisses down your neck. He pokes his tongue out, letting it taste the subtle saltiness of your skin. Hyunjin sucks harshly at your collarbone, you whimper at the feeling.

“Jinnie. please. Do something…” Your just so desperate. You've been kissing and touching for what feels like hours: Hyunjin has been teasing you for too long and now you're brimming with desire.

When the first tear spills down your cheek, Hyunjin finally takes mercy on you.

“Shh, baby let Jinnie take care of you.” Hyunjin mutters into the furnace that is your skin, pecking the side of your mouth before moving down your body and settling between your legs.

You feel your cunt throb with a fresh spurt of slick as Hyunjin breathes hotly against your folds, just looking. His hands are supporting the underside of your thighs, pushing them up and apart to get a better view.

“Fuck kitty, you're dripping.” And the worst part is that Hyunjin is right. You can feel your arousal as it runs down your legs, it's the dirtiest you've ever felt but you're much too turned on to care.

You're just about to whine for attention again when you feel something warm and hot licking over your clit.

Hyunjin doesn't waste time, sparing you no warning before he abruptly licks a thick stripe up your slit, lapping at the juices that coat your pussy. He groans at the taste, always knowing you would be sweet.

Unable to resist the urge to voice his opinions, Hyunjin speaks his mind. “You taste so good, Y/N.” He hums into you, your pussy clenching around nothing at the praise.

“Jinnie…” You whisper, broken and weak. When Hyunjin looks up at you, your eyes are closed, and your face is drawn up tightly.

Hyunjin sucks harshly at your clit, thighs twitching in his hold. “Ah!” You gasp, your hands instantly moving from their grip on the duvet to lightly grabbing at Hyunjin's hair.

Hyunjin can barely hold back the sounds he’s making, small groans and hums leaving his mouth and vibrating against your entrance as he moves to focus more on it.

Swirling his tongue around the soft hole, he lets your legs rest on his shoulders. You sound so heavenly like this, moaning and whimpering, so fucked out just after a few touches.

His hands massage the skin between your thighs and ass, going back to sucking your clit like candy. Above him, your hands tighten their grip, only serving to spur Hyunjin on.

He flicks his tongue over the swollen bud, pink and puffy with need over and over, making your stomach heave.

“Hyunjin! Ah—Jinnie, so s’good.” You babble, lips shiny and wet with saliva. Hyunjin moans at the sight of drool escaping your mouth and slowly dripping down your chin, feeling his dick throb in his boxers.

He licks into you as if he's been starved his entire life, tongue lapping hungrily over your clit as his nails dig into the soft flesh of your ass. Your legs shake on his shoulders as Hyunjin lets out a long hum, a gasp leaving your mouth at the vibrations. “Hyunjin!” You wail.

In response, Hyunjin presses a wide lick from your entrance to your clit, hooking his tongue around the bud and swirling it around in firm circles. You jolt, the feeling like no other as you moan helplessly.

“Such a good girl, your cunt’s so sweet.” He chuckles, voice gruff as he repeats the action. You are flushed a bright red, cheeks splotchy as tears run down them beautifully.

When your eyes meet, it's heavy, filled with emotion. Your voice is strained as you call for Hyunjin. “Jinnie.” You manage, letting one hand go from Hyunjin's hair in search of one of his own hands.

Hyunjin obliges immediately, slotting your hands together lovingly above your stomach. It's a stark contrast to the way he plunges his tongue back into your sopping entrance, licking up the slick that's now covering his mouth and chin.

He can feel you begin to spasm around him, plush thighs squeezing his head and neck. It’s so hot how you're so desperate, chasing your orgasm as Hyunjin continuously brings you further and further along.

“C’mon baby, be good and cum for Jinnie.” He can feel as you start to crumble, breath becoming much heavier as your eyes start to flutter, moans higher in pitch as you arch your back to push yourself further into Hyunjin's mouth. But it's the next line that really pushes him over the edge.

“Cum for me kitty.” Your mouth is frozen open in a silent scream, air caught in your lungs as your cumming on Hyunjin's face unabashedly. Your body shakes through the process, pussy clenching and unclenching around the elder's tongue in spasmed rhythms.

Hyunjin coaxes you through it all, letting you ride out your high by swallowing every last drop of your release. He doesn't stop until you push his head away with a trembling hand.

When Hyunjin comes up from his spot between your legs, he's met with your glassy eyes looking up at him with a sad look. “‘n/n what's wrong? Did I go too far? Was it too much?” He worries, words slipping from his mouth at a fast pace as his hands come up to cup your warm cheeks.

You shake your head. “Jin, you haven't come yet.” You mumble, pointing down to the very obvious boner he’s sporting. Hyunjin only laughs, thankful that he hadn't overstepped.

“It's okay pretty, I just wanted you to feel good.” Hyunjin assures, kissing your swollen lips sweetly. But it seems like it was the wrong thing to say because now your whining into his mouth.

Pulling away with wide eyes, Hyunjin gives you a curious look. “I want you to…” You look away, blushing furiously, and Hyunjin decides he will be having none of that, turning your head his way again.

“Want me to what?” He pushes, eyes now teasing and expectant. You wriggle in his grip, squirming under the heated gaze.

“‘Wan you to cum on me…” It's barely even a whisper, but Hyunjin still hears, breaking out into a large grin as you look away yet again.

Hyunjin lets go of your face, settling himself between the younger’s legs again. “Yeah? Is that what the kitty wants?” He drawls lowly, reaching into his boxers and releasing his cock from its restraints. He won’t last long at all, his cock is a violet red and it stands up tall, slapping against his stomach.

Gasping when you see the length, you can't help but imagine what it would look like to fit that inside you, what would it feel like. You always knew Hyunjin would be big, but this reaches new lengths.

Hyunjin sees the inner turmoil inside your mind. “Don't worry. Next time, I’ll open you up real nice for me.” He hums, wrapping his hand around the girth and sliding it against the wet surface of your still swollen pussy. Flinching at the sensation, you wince as the head of his cock rubs on his clit so deliciously.

Just as he had thought, it barely takes Hyunjin anything to come, the image of you biting his plump lips and looking up at him while your legs are spread so prettily is more than enough for him to be spilling over his hand with white, hot ropes squirting onto your folds with a loud groan.

He lays himself on top of you after that, careful of his weight but still cuddling into you. You were just so warm and soft. You can't blame him.

“I love you.” Hyunjin blurts into the hot skin of your neck, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you tight. You giggle in his arms, placing a shy kiss on Hyunjin's temple.

“I love you too.”

[vergils-beloved]

KITTY KISSIES!! i always say i draw us as cats but then i never actually do it anymore... so here we are!! :3

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[sourpatchys]

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Girl dad!Logan, absolutely pissing his pants at the thought of being an actual father and not just a friendly face to a few kids who need a role model

Girl dad!Logan, who legitimately cries the first time you get an ultrasound, having no idea if it’s from nerves or just being completely overwhelmed

Girl dad!Logan, who’s 10x grumpier than you are throughout your entire pregnancy from being on high alert to any potential dangers

Girl dad!Logan, who can hear your daughters heart beat whenever he puts his ear on your stomach because of his heightened senses

Girl dad!Logan, who’s developed nesting habits to keep you comfortable; wanting you to have a completely stress free pregnancy

Girl dad!Logan, who secretly reads parenting and baby books because he’s too embarrassed to ask for advice

Girl dad!Logan, being weirdly protective and gentle, borderline refusing to hold your baby girl for the first few weeks of her life because he’s afraid of hurting her somehow

Girl dad!Logan, who, once he gets comfortable enough to hold his little ray of sunshine, pretty much refuses to put her down for even a second

Girl dad!Logan, wearing a silly tiara— that’s way too small— to important, very serious, meetings with Charles

Girl dad!Logan, who keeps a folded up drawing, his daughter made of him, in his pants pocket wherever he goes

Girl dad!Logan, somehow becoming the, uncontested, master at getting your daughter to eat her vegetables

Girl dad!Logan, hooking up a sissy bar to his bike so his daughter can ride around with him without being scared

Girl dad!Logan, never being too proud to play dress up and always finishing the storyline of any playtime no matter how long it’s been

Girl dad!Logan, taking the time to understand any of his child’s fears, never forcefully pushing her outside of her comfort zone unless she feels brave enough to do it herself

Girl dad!Logan, who proudly displays a hello kitty sticker on his leather jacket

Girl dad!Logan, who will absolutely fight a 5 year old if necessary

[callmemonster68]

my sweet little perverted kitty | p.sh - sunghoon

Where Sunghoon wears an anal plug and cat ears and behaves like a hungry kitten

paring: bf!sunghoon x fem!reader 18+

wc: 1,221

warnings: nsfw content, cat costume, anal plug, unprotected sex

Sunghoon, always reserved and meticulous, decides to surprise Y/N with something completely out of his comfort zone. After a casual conversation about fantasies and desires, he resolves to fulfill one of hers. He enters the room, soft light illuminating his body. A cat tail attached to an anal plug, feline ears adorning his head, a cute collar around his neck, and a timid expression on his face, he whispers:

Sunghoon: I wanted to surprise you... Do you like it? (he asks, his voice low and full of anticipation)

Y/N observes him, her surprise quickly giving way to a seductive smile.

Y/N: You look irresistible.

Sunghoon: I... I want to please you. (he says, his voice trembling with excitement as he moves closer, seeking Y/N's approval)

Y/N: You look amazing like this, you know? (responds, stepping closer to him with a seductive gaze) Let’s see how well you behave.

Sunghoon approaches slowly, mimicking the agile movements of a feline, his body tense with controlled anticipation.

Sunghoon: What do you want me to do, mistress? (he asks, making it clear he’s ready to play)

Y/N, who had been sitting in the armchair in the room, reading before he entered, placed her book on the side table. She lifted her hips slightly, slipping off her shorts and panties, and then sat back down, spreading her legs wide to expose herself to him.

Y/N: Let’s see if this little kitty is as hungry as he looks, (she said, motioning for him to come closer) Use your tongue, kitty. Let’s see if you can earn your milk.

Sunghoon leaned in, his lips nearing her core. Sticking out his tongue, he began to softly lick along her folds. The sight was adorable—his innocent eyes gazing up at her as he licked at an agonizingly slow pace.

Y/N: Come on, kitty, don’t disappoint your mistress.

Her words spurred him on. Gaining confidence, Sunghoon focused on her clit, sucking, licking, and pressing his tongue more firmly against it, pulling moans from her lips. He slipped two of his long fingers inside her dripping heat, thrusting them in and out while stimulating her clit. The combination sent her body into spasms, her moans filling the room. Her taste on his tongue only fueled his need further, his cock aching, the tip already leaking pre-cum.

When she finally came around his fingers, he withdrew them quickly and licked them clean. Desperately, he continued licking her release, savoring every bit like a starved kitten.

Y/N: Such a good kitty, making your mistress feel so good, (she said, stroking his head affectionately as he purred) You deserve a reward. Come, sit in my lap, my sweet kitty.

Obediently, Sunghoon climbed into her lap, sitting sideways. His cock stood proud, glistening with arousal. Y/N wrapped her hand around him, spreading the pre-cum along his length as she began to stroke him at a teasingly slow pace, drawing whimpering moans from him. Her gaze never left his as she worked him with deliberate, torturous precision.

Y/N: Such a pretty kitty with a perfect cock. You must have been made by the gods.

Sunghoon: Everything is for you. (he murmured breathlessly)

When she sensed he was close to his limit, she gently pushed him to stand in front of her. She took him into her mouth, sucking eagerly until he came, his release filling her mouth. She pulled back, holding his collar to bring his face close to hers.

Y/N: Open your mouth. (she ordered)

Sunghoon obeyed, parting his lips and sticking out his tongue. She let the liquid in her mouth drip down into his, closing his mouth with her hand.

Y/N: Swallow it all. I want to see you enjoy your own milk.

Sunghoon, divine as always with his perfect features and deep eyes, was even more breathtaking in this moment. After swallowing, he opened his mouth again to show her his clean tongue, pride glinting in his gaze.

Sunghoon: Mistress, please, I need to be inside you. It’s unbearable.

Y/N: Aww, my needy little kitty. Mommy will take care of you.

A shiver ran down Sunghoon’s spine at her words.

Y/N: Go to the bed like the good kitty you are.

Sunghoon crawled to the bed, his cat tail plug swaying with his movements. The sight was too much for Y/N. She stood, catching up to him halfway, delivering a firm slap to his ass, which made him shyly look back at her. She climbed onto the bed first, positioning herself in the center while he followed her on all fours.

He climbed on top of her, carefully removing her top to expose her breasts. Without hesitation, he aligned himself and entered her, his movements desperate and unrestrained from the very start. His hips moved erratically as he thrust into her, his mouth alternating between licking and biting her nipples. She pulled him into a searing kiss, and as it broke, she bit down hard on his lower lip while tugging his hair back, pulling a pained cry from him that only spurred him on further.

At this point, Y/N was completely lost in the pleasure, her mind clouded and body trembling under Sunghoon’s relentless pace. His thrusts were deep and forceful, his hips moving with a primal intensity. Her walls clenched around him tighter, and as her cries filled the room, it only drove him further into madness.

When she finally reached her climax, her body spasmed around him, pulling him over the edge. With a groan, he buried himself as deeply as he could, spilling his release inside her until she felt full to the brim. As he slowly pulled out, his cock glistening with both of their releases, he lowered himself between her legs, his tongue seeking her out once more.

Y/N: Stop, it’s too much! I can’t take it. (she gasped, her body still shaking from the aftershocks)

Sunghoon: But I’m still hungry, mistress, (he said softly, his voice tinged with desperation) Be a good mistress and let me feed properly.

His pleading eyes were too much to resist. He lapped at her folds with renewed vigor, his tongue eagerly collecting every drop of their combined release. The sensation was overwhelming, making her body twitch uncontrollably under his attention.

Y/N: You’re insatiable. (she murmured, running her fingers through his hair, tugging gently to slow him down)

Once he was satisfied, he rested his head against her inner thigh, his chest rising and falling heavily. She pulled him up to lie beside her, brushing his sweat-dampened hair away from his face. His feline ears tilted slightly as he looked at her with adoration, his collar jingling softly with his movements.

Y/N: My perfect little kitty, (she said, her voice softer now) You’ve been such a good boy.

Sunghoon: I’ll always be good for you. (he replied, his lips brushing against her neck as he wrapped himself around her, seeking her warmth and comfort)

Y/N held him close, her fingers lazily tracing patterns along his back. The intensity of their connection lingered in the air, and as the room fell quiet, the only sound was their steady breathing as they basked in the aftermath of their passionate encounter.

✿ If you don't reblog and comment, you can be sure I'll be showing up in your dreams tonight... and I won’t be as sweet as in the story ✿

[xochimillilili]

Hiiii !!! Heloooo hi welcome to my blog <3 An everything blog so feel free to head out if only nsft is your thing =^ㅅ^=

The name's Xochimilli, feel free to just call me Xochi, sir or kitty is also okay too~!

I'm literally just fucking queer :3 Genderqueer pupkittybun princess god thing that's 22 years old, vers switch with a topdom lean !!! He / It / null pronouns only yes n just capitalized :3

Time Zone: GMT -6 • Mx City

Asks: Open 🍀 DMs: Closed

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DNI: Minors + TERFS + raceplay + ED blogs dni feederism + detrans blogs can interact but do not touch my photos :T I can and will block anyone I see fit !!!

🌼 Kinks + Limits + more under cut 🌼

🍀Kinks

Bold=fave *=only recieving/mostly only recieving °=only giving

Petplay • Impact play • Soft Degradation + Praise • Bondage • Piss/Omo • Mommy/Daddy • Somno • Breeding • Pregnancy • Edging + Cum Denial • Free Use • Sub/Dom • Fauxcest (dad+ big bro roles) • Light Knifeplay • CNC • Intox • Medical play • °Breath play/Choking• *Exhibitionism • Voyeurism • Light Humiliation • Temperature play • Biting/Marking • Primal • Ageplay • Royalty play • Lactation/Milking • Musk/scent • Blood • Cockwarming • °Wax/Candle play • Stalking • Kidnapping • Objectum • Pain play/Physical Injury • Possesiveness • *Forcemasc • *Monsterfucking • °Gore (will not post about it) • Cannibalism (will not post about it)

🌾Limits

I either don't enjoy these personally or can't do/write for them even for fun lol !!! I will have some of these tags blocked for my own happiness <3

• Scat • Inflation • Detrans/Misgendering • Raceplay • Brat taming • Vomit • Beast • Cheating • Older men/ younger women (literally fuck off if you try to push this on me I have the tag blocked for reasons >:/ • AB/DL • Hypno • Sissy • Weight gain/Loss + Feederism • Cis daddy doms in my fucking dms >:[ dude I'm not a girl to you fuck off

Please do not refer to me as prince, mistress, ma'am, miss, or mommy !!!

🌼Subby Xochi shit

🍀For funsies !!! I accept teasing for me being subby only in the form of anon asks ^_^ Bold=fave !!!

Kinks

Petplay (kitty/bunny), incredibly soft degradation, praise, piss, omo, somno, breeding, pregnancy, exhibitionism, edging/cum denial, musk/scent, humiliation, CNC, forced anal, free use, alcohol intox, biting/marking, royalty play, laction/milking, cockwarming, pain play, stalking, ageplay, possesiveness, forcemasc, mommy, fauxcest (little bro/sis+son roles)

Terms I use

Anatomy: Chest can called chest, tits, boobs, I got a cunt, can also call it pussy, also got a clit, tdick, cock ^_^ the whole area can be referred to as princess parts or kitty parts !!

Petnames I'm oki with: kitty ♡, bun(ny), pet, sweetie, angel ♡, cutie, bubba ♡, baby, love, slut, bitch, fucktoy, beloved, cumdump, kiddo, cumslut, darling, princess ♡, (little) boy, basically pretty much anything goes :3

Also 5 foot, or 152 cm if that matters to you somehow :3c

🍀More: (aka xochi doesn't stfu<3)

I am literally just queer, in gender and sexuality, I am just a queer fuck !!!! I am somewhere on the aromantic spectrum !!! Queer lol My gender is just I am God, because I fucking am God, angel mixed in all of it too !!!

🌾Xochi is a real person I am not horny all the time lmao

A part time English teacher and graphic design student ^_^ i am trying to create a good future for myself and create the life I want <3

Cool fucking sandwich with mental illnesses n disorders inside :3 with a lil (big) sprinkle of chronic pain <3 Feel free to ask how my progress with therapy is going !!!

I like stuff apart from masturbating and being horny~ I really love drawing, Sky: Children of the Light (oooOooO you wan be daily light friends with me sooo bad <3), Sanrio (My Melody my beloved ♡), Percy Jackson, Artemis Fowl, n Pretty Cure.

I like plushies and cooking to name a few things I like, and really like most types of music, so don't be afraid to just talk about my interests! I'm not scary I promise :]

I really really like learning and reading about stuff !! Feel free to just dump a ramble in my dms if you'd like ^_^

Yayyy yippee congrats for getting through this long ass thing !!! Star for you~ ☆

[zonerobotnik]

Cassandra had been away for a few years, and the length of her hair reflected that, but she was still completely unprepared for how much Varian had grown from 16 to 25. He was tall, taller than Eugene even, and definitely had grown to be extremely handsome. His hair was longer, his stripe had doubled, and he now had a goatee. Cassandra stepped into the throne room where the party was taking place and saw several girls and even some guys begging him for a dance, right as he was leaving another person he had been dancing with. "Let me rest for a bit!" He laughed, walking away from the crowd. He headed for the door, most likely to get some air, and stopped short when he realized who he passed by, turning to her.

She didn't dare to turn around. He was right behind her, but she couldn't look over her shoulder. It was one thing to look at him from a distance, but to have him right behind her was...wow. Her shoulder barely reached his elbow. His abs, almost visible through his dress shirt, were eye-level. She barely reached his broad chest and she could tell that he had some muscles under his long sleeves. She glanced down, realized that there was a considerable bulge in his pants and briefly considered its size when it was erect, her cheeks going pink. He was hot, very hot, she had never seen anyone so hot. She could understand why all those girls and guys were fawning around him. She was tempted to reach out and touch his abs, but she stayed rooted to the spot, frozen in place, her mind running over the last conversation they had, nine years ago. He had reached out to her, pleaded with her, trying to get her to give up on her ambitions with the Moonstone, and she hadn't listened, and he had hardened his expression and focused on taking her down until she managed to destroy his weapon. She hadn't been brave enough to speak to him after it was all over. She was afraid to speak now. She could feel him behind her, his breathing steady, and she glanced up to see his face finally and realized that he, too, was uncertain of how to start a conversation. "...Hi." He finally managed. "Hi." She echoed, then turned to him. "It's...been a while." "Yeah." He nodded. "...Do you...wanna dance?" He offered her his hand, bigger than she remembered it, and she hesitated before moving her hand up and taking it, letting him guide her to the dance floor. "I...notice you still have the Cassandrium." He said as they started to waltz. "I've never taken it off." She admitted, looking up at him. Maybe...it was time to bury old hatchets and...reconsider old possibilities again? -- I spent way too much time and effort on this and I might do more from this because I kind of watch to draw them dancing but here's Tall Varian with Cassandra. I spent too much time drawing his abs before realizing I needed to cover them, lmao, so I had to mention them.

[kittybroker]

Intro post!

I'll reblog cat pictures and value the kitty.

Now I'm sure you're all saying kitties are all valuable, and while that's true one cannot simply dismiss the importance of proper accounting in today's economy.

If you want to submit a picture of a cat you can use either the ask function or send in a post submission and value it yourself. Feel free to tag me into any kitty post you want.

Please make sure to read the FAQ below before sending in any questions.

While I am mostly a joke blog, please be wary when sending overly personal/strange asks, particularly when I do not know who you are. Absolutely do not ship this blog with other blogs, and particularly do not make comments to me about this.

Any/All pronouns are fine for referring to me.

Tagging system: I'll tag all the cats here with #crazy kitty The pricing of kitties is set into one of five categories:

#free bin - $0 kitties #bargain bin - Under $5 #discount kitty - Under $20 #valuable kitty - Under $50 #premium kitty - Anything over $50

#alt currency is used for any kitty not using kitty dollars.

Note that kitties from before 27/01/24 may not include the #bargain bin or #premium kitty tag as those tags were introduced after the blogs creation.

#set deal - For pairs kitties sold together #collection - For collections of different kitties in a collection

#silly kitty - For memes and humorous kitties #art - For drawings of kitties or kitties with art attached #fake kitty - For kitties that aren't really actually kitties at all

#text post - For posts that aren't actually evaluations #asks - Posts that are sent via ask #tagged - Posts sent via tagging #in the replies - Tags from the replies of a post #my cat - For pictures of my cat

I'll probably post my own cat a bit here as well and tag that with #my cat.

Submission: Submission open infrequently, although there will be a few days notice beforehand, as well as a date provided when the inbox opening looms. The inbox will next open some time in may (date yet to be confirmed)

You can submit kitties by tagging me in posts or sending asks (when the inbox is open). I will not always get around to tags as sometimes there is too many to get to or I have already evaluated the post. I prefer people tag me into a post over DMing, and will not evaluate a kitty sent in DMs. I would also ask you to not send too many asks or tags in a row simply to avoid too many posts being sent in at a time and allowing others to send stuff in. If you are unsure on how to tag me please refer to the FAQ, do not message me asking how to tag me into posts.

Rules for submission: Please no real people or anthropomorphized cats. Anything that is pretty much just human is a big no go zone for evaluation (particularly evaluating real people). As long as it's clearly an animal I don't really care. Do not tag me into more than 2-3 posts at a time.

FAQ

Why hasn't my ask been answered? I get a lot of asks, and I can't answer everything. It usually takes a few days to a week to get around to answering an ask. Sometimes the ask may also contain a submission that cannot be posted, ie you submitted a real person, a cat in the harmful situation or with wounds. For text based asks I cannot get to everything and am frequently inundated with comments. Not all will get a response. If you ask a question answered in the FAQ I will not answer.

How do you evaluate the kitties? The economy guides my hand, I merely see the truth of what is already there.

I tagged you into a post, but you never responded? I get a lot of tags, and often a lot of the same post. I will try to avoid responding to the same post multiple times (sometimes I forget!). Sometimes I just have so many tagged posts to get to I have to cut some out. I do see every tagged post though so you're post will still be seen, even if not answered.

What is the most valuable kitty ever? Our current estimates would put Intergalactic Shiro, now at an impressive 720000000000

What currency are the kitties evaluated in? They are all in Kitty Dollars. I've never heard of this "USD" or "Euro" stuff. None of it is real.

I want to tag you in a post, but I don't know how? To tag me into a post you will need to reblog the post and add the tag into the text field of the post (no the tags!). If you type @kittybroker you should see this blog appear in a dropdown menu. Select kittybroker and then reblogging the post. You can also tag me into the replies of posts by opening the notes, heading to the replies section and tagging me there with the same method.

Can I submit myself? Many before have attempted this perilous feat. Yet I remain strong. No real people will be evaluated!

Kittybroker, your evaluation skills are incredible! Do you even do anything with your life? Much of, if not all of my free time is devoted to the careful and articulate study of today's tumultuous market. However, I do sometimes dabble in music. You can check out my music library at https://chroniclesofautumn.com/library or take a look at my soundcloud archive. A lot of it is classically notated scores but there are recordings around the place.

Do you have a cat? I do, although I rarely post it out of both privacy concerns and the sheer number of other kitties sent in. The rare occasion I do however they will all be tagged. His name is Boris and he is around nine years old. He is very crazy.

That is all for now! Remember to stay crazy and kitty!

[tasunbezdna]

MY ART YEAH ;3

[sebastiansluts]

I don't know if you've written one but mean!Bucky stimulates reader's clit with showerhead until it's swollen, edging reader until she's crying and then making her cum multiple time only with the showerhead on her clit

What about mean daddy seb punishing your kitty with a shower head until it's puffy and swollen then continue the punishment with pussy spanking until you squirt all over the place?

Combining these two asks into one!

Bucky Barnes x Reader, Sebastian Stan x Reader; bondage, water/showerhead use, clit play, clit torture, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, mean!bucky

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

"Fuck! Bucky, Seb, please, just a little break, just a minute? Just th-thirty seconds," you begged, laying propped up against the back of the tub, arms tied behind you, legs thrown over the edges. Bucky shook his head, grinning wickedly as he adjusted the showerhead, making the stream even more powerful where it was pointed directly at your clit.

You screamed, your legs immediately trying to close, but your calves were held apart by Sebastian, kneeling behind the tub, keeping you spread open, forced to take the pain and pleasure. Your back arched, and another scream escaped you, Bucky turning the showerhead a smidge to the side and changing where your clit was being tortured.

"Bucky! Daddy, please!" you yelled, throat aching nearly as much as your cunt and clit, your veins on fire and tears streaming down your cheeks. He had been doing this for ages now, it felt like hours, of your clit being stimulated by the water, first as a gentle rainfall, before slowly, turn by turn, changing into an intense jet stream. Bucky never let up, keeping it ever moving, circling, tighter and tighter until it was just pointed directly at your clit. And Sebastian kept your legs forced apart, whispering filth in your ear the whole time, praises and degradation, everything to keep you spiraling higher and higher, but never letting you come. You were sobbing, writhing in your bonds, doing anything you could to release the fire inside you.

"Alright, alright, doll, you wanna come so bad? I'll make you come, make you wish you hadn't wanted it," Bucky threatened, and pulled the showerhead down, dragging the water along your exposed cunt and blasting you before bringing it right back to your clit, making you howl as you came explosively, your clit swollen and throbbing, your cunt actually pulsing.

You couldn't draw a breath, wind knocked out of you with the force of your orgasm, your body locked up and jerking, your mouth hanging open.

"That's one," Bucky grinned meanly, turning the spray up, a shock running through your body and making you inhale finally, only to scream it back out as you came again.

"There's two," Sebastian laughed, watching the tears run down your face almost as fast as the water leaving the showerhead. You sobbed, wriggling desperately, trying to get away, but you couldn't, his arms wrapped around your legs, forcing you to lay there and take it all.

"That's it baby, c'mon, fuckin' gimme another," Bucky demanded, turning the water to a stuttering jet, making you tense up as your clit was hammered over and over.

You wailed, head dropped back against Sebastian's shoulder, hanging over it as you tried to lift up, but Bucky just followed you with the sprayer, always keeping your clit in the stream.

After you came two more times, Bucky finally turned the water back to a gentle rainfall, but you were so overstimulated that even that was too much, setting you off again. He and Sebastian chuckled as you cried, body shaking with sensation. The water dripped off and you sobbed, body going limp.

Bucky came over and inspected between your legs, admiring your swollen clit and pussy. "Lookit that doll, finally got you big and plump. But we're not done with you, not yet."

Bucky took over holding your legs in front of you, keeping them spread wide and draped over the tub, while Sebastian readjusted behind you, sitting up higher on his knees. He reached over you, tweaking your nipples quickly, making you yelp and glare as Bucky laughed.

Sebastian reached your aching pussy, smoothing his hand over it, rubbing your throbbing clit with his palm. "Think you can count these out baby?" he asked, and without another word he slapped your cunt.

You howled, fresh tears springing to your eyes as you lurched forwards, Bucky having to actually do something now to keep your legs from closing, Sebastian pulling you back against the tub.

You panted, catching your breath from the incredible sting racing through you. "O-one," you managed, and Bucky and Sebastian shared a dark grin.

"Oh no, baby, you weren't supposed to be able to count. That means Bucky didn't make you come enough. Guess it's up to Daddy, now," Sebastian whispered in your ear, slapping your pussy again, harder, before building a quick pace that was too fast for you to count, your breaths being punched out of you with each slap to your cunt.

You were drooling, mouth hanging open as you cried, your face a mess, and still Bucky and Sebastian cooed that you were such a pretty girl, finally taking your punishment like a good girl.

Every muscle in your body was tensed, and suddenly there was this total release- you squirted and your body went through waves of pleasure, locking up before going loose.

Your head drooped forwards, sagging against the tub when Sebastian finally stopped. "Beautiful doll, lookit that red cunt," Bucky groaned, and Sebastian hummed, agreeing as he forced you to sit forwards, holding a mirror so you could look down at your pussy. It was bright red and swollen, clit puffy and throbbing.

"Atta girl, and it only took til you squirted to get there- now we know for next time," Sebastian said, laughing as you heaved a sigh, knowing there would in fact be a next time. He and Bucky let you go, untying your arms and helping you stand, quickly rinsing you and the tub off, before Bucky lifted you into his arms, carrying you to the bedroom where he sat you on the bed, where you curled up with your head in his lap, Sebastian laying in front of you, stroking your hair.

[spiritluxray]

I finally finished drawing and planning out the mechanics for how Cyanide works

Even though I hated Cyanide's existence at first I can now safely say that I love this goober. Also I'm keeping her corrupted because I love the idea of an artificial corrupt hero (I wasn't exactly thrilled with her being purified but it's fine)

So, Cyanide in Data Mind. One of her biggest quirks is that her tail is like a screen and displays various things that often indicate how she's feeling in some way. Also I don't know if it already was a thing but I made her little spikes act like cat ears (I basically turned her part kitty whoops-)

She always passively stays in her small "neutral" form, but she's able to become a matured form when there's any song playing, or occasionally when there's strong emotions from a song character. Her matured form COMPLETELY changes depending on the song playing, and whatever band/artist it's from. That's a big part of her, extreme adaptability.

Her matured forms change some things other than appearance. It can change voice (not too drastically, but noticeable) and sometimes personality (Also not often too big of a change), and whatever artist form she's in, she can take more hits from song/level characters of that same artist.

Also, there's no limit to this. What I mean by that is ALL artists have a form, not just JSaB relevant ones. For instance, Zyres/Zone sings Dirty Palm songs, so having those songs played around Cyanide would allow her to become that artist's form (Which does happen in Data Mind, Cyanide is good friends with Zyres. Also I don't expect you to know who Dirty Palm is, it's a random artist that I like and is super relevant to Zyres' story)

I'll to try and hopefully make this mechanic more understandable if it's confusing still-

The Zyres example. Zyres is a Shirobon song. Just being around him doesn't give Cyanide the option to mature into the Shirobon form. If Zyres were to have strong emotions, or get into a battle/fight, then Cyanide could change into the Shirobon form. Also, multiple forms could be accessible at the same time, and Cyanide can willingly choose which to change into, including changing from one matured form to another (She is very vulnerable while switching forms, though). If a song is sung, by any character, the form to the artist of the song becomes accessible to Cyanide as long as the song lasts, and then about minute after before she's forced back to neutral.