KITTENS!!!1!111!!

pentollsinwhynot:

damnedxfate:

damnedxfatesboyfriend:

So our downstairs neighbors cat had kittens. SIX kittens which is surprising compared to how tiny she was. She was like a little balloon. 

Here are all the little kittens.The little runt at the top left was already opening its eyes

This one was just yelling it’s little head off

And here is my future cat, Nugget! She was so chill and quiet. Always trying to move around though.

She’s so tiny!

Our first fur baby!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH

@itsladykit @alicedragons @queenofbiscuits @paintys-actual-art

So little!! My heart! 😭❤️

paintys-actual-art:

long awaited fanart for @itsladykit ive wanted to draw all your bois for ages! but i havent v_v but nOW I HAVE!! i hope you like these! ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤💓💓💓💓💕💕💕💖💖💖💘💘💘💙💙💙💗💗💗💚💚💚💛💛💛💜💜💜💟💟💟💞💞💞💝💝💝

You did such a great job on this, Painty!! The details on the Atypical boys are gorgeous. And the colours look beautiful. I also love your Lotus and Forest Pap sketches. Especially the Lotus on the left ❤️👌 Stunning work.

ladykafterdark:

Drabble 1 – TwistedMoney

Having trouble with some of my longer fics and writing in general, so I’m gonna be trying little drabbles like this. Enjoy!

Pairing: TwistedMoney

Tags: sensitive bones, dirty talk, no genitals, kink negotiations, sacrum worship.

Cash ran a thumb down the side of Twist’s coccyx, stimulating the delicate vertebrae. Twist squirmed a little, toes curling. Cash stopped, raising a brow before a smug smile crossed his features. “what’s this?” he asked teasingly.

Twist, currently face down on the mattress, looked back at him. “What’s what?” he asked, “The hell’re ya doin’ back there anyway? Thought we were fucking.”

“we are,” Cash said, now palming Twist’s coccyx to grind his metatarsals against his vertebrae. Twist’s features spasmed, and his whole body jumped. Letting up, Cash smirked again. “think i found a sensitive spot.”

Twist swallowed. “Ain’t that—“

He ground down once more and Twist moaned. The sound sent a pleasant shiver down Cash’s spine. “ain’t what, gutter-rat?”

Glaring, Twist said, “Fine. What the fuck’s yer point?”

Cash ran a soothing palm over the back of his ilium. “my point? you liked that.”

“Yeah. This we ‘stablished that, sweetheart.”

He toyed with his sacral foramina, and Twist jumped, cursing as he buried his face in the coverlet. “i think we can make a deal here, love,” he said, smirking as he managed to draw a whine from the other skeleton. “for our mutual…satisfaction.” He pumped his coccyx as he said ‘satisfaction’, drawing out a long moan from Twist.

“Y-yeah?” Twist tried to maintain a steady voice, but he was obviously affected. “‘M listenin’.”

Cash lifted his hips, before sucking Twist’s tailbone into his mouth. Magic slicked his pallet and tongue, popping against the sensitive cartilage between each vertebrae. Twist cut off a scream, biting the coverlet as his hips jerked. Pulling back, Cash blew air over his coccyx and pelvis teasingly, knowing it provided no satisfactory stimulation. “it’s very simple. i’ve got some pretty lace ribbons that i’ve been looking to experiment with. you’re going to be my guinea pig.”

Breathing hard, Twist asked, “Yeah? How d’you figure?”

“because—“ He toyed with Twist’s sacrum, his spine, and coccyx. “—they’d look absolutely lovely wound around these pretty bones. so? is it a deal?”

Lying flat against the bed, looking very nearly worn out, Twist nodded. “Yeah. Yesh, okay—no pictures, sn’ ya stop if I say ‘stop’. Deal?”

Cash smirked. “deal.”

How good would Lotus be in a fight, were he forced to defend himself? Or maybe the better question is, how good is he with his magic? (The non-sexy variety).

itsladykit:

Good question!!

Lotus actually does have some minor training in combative magic. Back when he was a child, Gaster did force him into various simulated combat situations…and Lotus always refused to fight. His Gaster made it very clear from the beginning that he was custom made for killing and combat. Lotus rejected that to the point that Gaster considered him useless and sold him to Mettaton to be trained as a sweet-piece.

So Lotus is really what I would consider a pacifist. More so than Papyrus or Blue most definitely—Papyrus not only knows how to fight; he enjoys it (because his people don’t put any emphasis on killing). Blue hasn’t really been formally trained since they left the labs, but he does a lot of practice on his own and with Papyrus.

Additionally, as a sweet-piece, any preservation instincts Lotus had have been largely trained out of him. He’s essentially been trained to accept whatever blows he’s been dealt and to roll with them, rather than trying to struggle or fight back. Side note: this training is pretty critical to his survival, actually. When dealing with monsters high on EXP or monsters losing themselves to their LV, the best way to stay alive is to stay still and placid. Any attempt to escape or defend himself would likely only aggravate the monster further.

So, by and large, Lotus has excellent control over his body and magic—he faces down monsters that are completely lost to their LV without flinching and calms them with projections of peace and joy and love—but he really wouldn’t be good in a combat situation. He doesn’t want to fight, doesn’t like fighting, and has been trained in other ways of settling matters.

…that might change on the surface. Humans aren’t like monsters—even monsters with high LV—and they don’t respond to projections. I think Edge and Felldyne probably work with a lot of former sweet-pieces on the surface, teaching them self-defense. Even then, though, Lotus would rather incapacitate someone and run away as soon as possible than try to take them down. (Papyrus, by contrast, would like to perform what is called a “citizen’s arrest”. Lol.)

Thank you for sharing! Every time I learn more about this boy, I grow to love him just that little bit more. He’s awesome.