Caitlyn Kiramman

🧁 — This is a Caitlyn Kiramman rp blog, don't take anything seriously!

❖ FILE NO. 001 | Kiramman, C. – Personal Log Accessed.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

✦ ❛ OOC Information Below ❜ ✦

Admin is 23 | She/Her | Femme Lesbian, so don't be weird in my inbox, please T-T

@vampiriixx is my main blog!

This is a semi-canon & headcanon-based blog.

SFW & NSFW content welcome. All NSFW will be tagged appropriately.

Open to all interactions and ships, canon or OCs. Just dm me first to establish relationship dynamics.

All OC rps will be kept in DMs unless they're just small little asks interactions in my inbox! If you've previously had an rp open with me that has been cleaned off the blog, please DM me if you wish to restart a new one^^

Open to private rps! Just send me a dm.

All OOC replies will be in purple!

Don’t be afraid to ask questions, interact, or just say hi ♡

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

✦ ❛ Tag Navigation ❜ ✦

#❖—dispatch.log → Post

#❖—incomingtransmission → Ask

#❖—openfiles → Open starters

#❖—fieldnotes → Musing

#❖—ooc.logs → OOC updates

#❖—kiramman.afterdark → NSFW

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

✦ ❛ Moots/Main Interaction List❜ ✦

Jinx/Powder:

Resident Arsonist - @wuzwrngwthmypants

Vi:

My Darling Disaster - @awardwinningboxmuncher

My Favorite Bad Habit - @enforcer-problem

Jayce:

(Javiera) Against All Odds, My Emergency Contact - @j-tal1s

(♡DM me if you wish to be added to this list! Doubles/triples welcome ♡ )

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

✦ ❛ Anons ❜ ✦

🌷, 💄, 🦇

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

Ah… I suppose that depends on what one considers a favorite. My childhood was rather small, in its own way. Not unkind, just limited. There weren't many places to wander, and fewer people to share memories with. But every now and then, I did manage to make a few memories that stayed with me.

We had two Dobermans when I was younger, and I was completely taken with them. They were beautiful in that sharp, elegant sort of way, but far too clever for their own good. You could see it in their eyes. They knew exactly what they were doing, even when they pretended otherwise. They listened when it suited them, ignored us when it didn't, and I loved them all the more for it.

I must have been eight, maybe nine, when I decided, quite confidently, that I didn't need anyone watching over me to take them out past the inner grounds. I knew the estate well enough, or at least I thought I did. Every path, every garden, all the little turns and terraces, and they followed me so easily, so happily, that it only made me more certain I was right.

For a while, it was quiet. I could hear their paws against the stone, steady and close behind me, and that soft, content sort of breathing they had when they were perfectly at ease.

And then, all at once, something in the hedges caught their attention.

I never did find out what it was.

They moved before I could even think to call them back.

Both of them took off at the same time, like they'd decided together that whatever it was mattered far more than anything I had to say about it. And of course, I followed.

It unraveled rather quickly after that.

Flowerbeds, very carefully kept, as I was later reminded, were trampled without a second thought. Branches snapped as they pushed through hedges that were absolutely not meant to be pushed through. I remember someone shouting, more startled than anything, and the sharp crack of wood giving way when one of them went straight through a lattice as though it simply didn't exist.

And then it all just stopped.

They came trotting back to me as if nothing at all had happened. Both of them settled neatly at my sides, perfectly composed, like they hadn't just torn through half the garden. Their ears were perked, tails wagging in slow, pleased sweeps, like they'd had the most wonderful outing. One of them let out this soft, breathy little whine, excited, almost proud, while the other leaned gently against my leg, waiting, as if I might praise them for it.

There wasn't a hint of guilt between them. Not even a little.

I, on the other hand, was standing there in the middle of it all, trying very hard to look as though I had everything under control.

I didn't.

i guarantee that i will enhance this experience EVEN more

I assure you, we're doing quite well. Fantastic, even.

I don't believe your addition would be nearly as beneficial as you seem to think.

bet u me and vi could make it work

No.

In fact, I'm fully booked on Saturday, and I don't share.

Hold still

*mwah*

-💄

...

I'm sorry- the what are coming?