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Hanging out in the Mweor chat if anyone wants to join :)Â
Finished breeding all the gen 2s. Feel free to check out the expected mwits: http://mweor.com/cattery_expected.php?id=5755
If you would like to reserve one of the mwits, let me know. Message me on Mweor and I will message back the price. I cleared my messages so its no longer âfullâ
Puppy in my rescued named Dyson :D Fostered by me :) He was so little when he was found outside. Bottom pic is him with our transporter
Just bred a bunch of Customs together for shits and giggles. Let me know if you would like to reserve one. Regular prices do apply

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Hey guys! Long time no see. Been busy with the rescue. Its truly taken over my life o.o Im gunna hang for the next hour or so. Feel free to ask me anything via asks, say hi, etc. Or if someone wants to make a join.me so I can chat with yâall thats cool too.
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Hi! I enjoy seeing your rescue kitty pictures and I was wondering how you got involved with rescuing cats and your role in the organization. Thanks for doing this very important work!
Hey there! Thank you so much. I got involved because I started finding kittens. Iâm the owner/founder/ president of the rescue â¤ď¸ we are an official 501c3 non profit
Hi! I enjoy seeing your rescue kitty pictures and I was wondering how you got involved with rescuing cats and your role in the organization. Thanks for doing this very important work!
Hey there! Thank you so much. I got involved because I started finding kittens. I'm the owner/founder/ president of the rescue â¤ď¸ we are an official 501c3 non profit
Biscotti pics XD
Showing off some kitties on my rescue currently. We have about 45 :)

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Showing off some kitties on my rescue currently. We have about 45 :)
19. Valkubus, if you would.
(Try this out with âComing Homeâ by Sigma & Rita Ora.)
Months had gone by. Months. Months since Tamsin had torn open her chest and exposed her heart. Months since Bo watched her walk away, out the door with tears in her eyes, with that same exposed heart shredded and dying. Months since Tamsin had disappeared into the night.
Months since Bo had properly slept, unable to shake that moment. Unable to shake the wet streaks on Tamsinâs cheek, the crack in her voice. The pleading.
Why not me?
Whatâs wrong with the me?
The way that pleading morphed into anger, into fire. Into disaster. Disaster.
Destruction.
Donât follow me!
Donât touch me!
Donât!
The sound of the words shattering through her lips haunted Bo, played on a loop between her ears. Between her ribs. The rhythm of Tamsin walking away.
Months, she had been gone, and Bo felt each day like a crack in her exterior, a fist around her heart. Never realizing how much of her had been tangled up in the girl with the hurt in her eyes and centuries inside her soul. So much of her, planted and grown between Tamsinâs bones.
They had searched for her. Day and night. Every hint. Every whisper. Every whiff. But there was nothing to find of a valkyrie who wished not to be found, a broken heart that wanted only to melt into the ground and disappear.
So when Bo woke one night, heart racing and mouth dry from a dream that slipped away in seconds, and found the silhouette of a dipped head and folded wings beside her bed, she could do little more than blink and wait to wake again. But she didnât. The image didnât fade, didnât change, and she watched, afraid to speak or shatter the moment, as Tamsinâs wings moved slowly up and down with each deep breath she took in the dark.
âI come back sometimes,â Tamsin said, a whisper to stir the stillness, and Bo felt her heart slink up into her throat at the sound of Tamsinâs voice. She had begun to fear she might never hear it again. âI like to watch you sleep.â Her hair hung over her face, head still dipped in the dark, wings still fluttering. âI always did.â
Licking her lips, Bo tried to speak but her voice only croaked in her throat and died. Her eyes began to sting with tears, and she wanted to move. Wanted to reach out. But she was terrified that the slightest bit of movement would send Tamsin flying off into the night. Silent again. Invisible.
Gone.
âYou were always soft in your sleep,â Tamsin said, quiet, almost as if she was talking to herself. âI would lie beside you, and you would breathe easier. Like you felt safer with me beside you.âÂ
Her wings fluttered up, shook the slightest bit, and then settled again. âYou smiled when I touched you, like you knew it was me.â A ragged sigh shook through her lips. âLike you wanted it to be me.â
âTamsin.â
The sound of her own voice surprised Bo, the way it bled out of her like a plea. Like a prayer. Ragged and desperate and, god, hopeful.
âI wanted you to want it to be me,â Tamsin said, voice cracking the slightest bit. Just a broken breath between two syllables.
âI do.â The words slipped through before Bo could even process the thought, the feeling. The truth. Blinking away tears, she took a steadying breath and set the feeling free once more. âI do.â
Slowly, gently, Bo pushed up on her hand and then shifted onto her knees. Dared to inch closer to the edge. Closer to the soft press of Tamsinâs wings. âTamsin.â
She reached out then, careful but confident. Sure. When her fingers grazed over the line of Tamsinâs jaw, Tamsin jerked away from her.
âDonât,â she said, shaky. Broken. Quiet, shallow breaths shook the air between them. âDonât do that.â
Bo swallowed, thick, painful. Slowly, she reached out again. Timid. Tender. Her fingers slipped over Tamsinâs forearm where it rested in her lap. âPlease, Tamsin,â Bo said, voice straining around the words.Â
Edging closer, she lifted on her knees, enough to straighten her upper body. She pressed in close, close enough to feel the heat of Tamsinâs breath puff against her face. She slid her hand up Tamsinâs arm, up over her shoulder, up the line of her neck, and Tamsin trembled under her touch.
âGods help me,â Tamsin muttered, shaking her head. âI still want you.â
The words stirred in Boâs stomach, staggered the rhythm of the beat in her chest. âPlease want me,â Bo said, yearning, open. Raw.Â
Tamsin turned to her then, sharp. Her eyes were wide and dark, her face nothing more than a precious silhouette in a dark room. âWhat?â
The one word whispered across her lips, little more than a breath of disbelief, and Bo pressed in. Pressed closer. Fingers slipping up into Tamsinâs silky hair, Bo framed the line of her jaw and leaned in.
Their breath shook in the fragment of space between their lips, waited to fracture further around Boâs shredded voice. âPlease want me,â Bo said again, nose nudging against Tamsinâs, the heat of their bodies prickling at her skin. Bowing her back.
When Tamsinâs fingers teased, just a touch, at Boâs side, Bo felt it in echoes. Tears pressed up and through. Kissed at her lashes. Rolled down her cheeks at the second press. Fuller. Wanting.
Tamsinâs hands scorched up the length of Boâs sides, burning through the thin material of her tank top. Their foreheads bumped as they hovered, suspended in the tension of a present heavy with the past; as they shifted forward and back, closer and away. Push and pull so minute, so minimal, that it felt like more like standing still. A heavy sigh pushed through Tamsinâs lips. âYouâve ruined me,â she whispered, tilting just enough to break the tension; enough to shatter the world. And rebuild it. Her lips touched Boâs, just the bottom, just a flash of flesh to flesh, and Tamsin sucked in a hard gasp, let the breath go on a wet sob. âYouâve ruined me.â She pulled Bo in hard, then. Hard. Desperate.
Pressed the taste of giving in to Boâs full lips.
âYouâve ruined me,â she muttered into each heated press. Each prayer in the lines of her fingertips. âYouâve ruined me.â
Bo felt her cheeks, Â slick and sticky, slide against Tamsinâs as they grabbed at one another, rocked up into each other in the silent dark. Breath came in wet bursts, in aching spasms beneath her ribs. In Tamsinâs touch. In her kiss.
In the caving.
She opened herself beneath that touch, let Tamsin draw up all the apologies she had carved into her bones, and felt something shift inside her.
In them.
Shift hard. Shift open.
Shift free.
She cried in the dark, teeth pulling at Tamsinâs lip and hands pressed into her hair, and even in ruins, she knew this was home.
Reblog if youâre still bitter about Valkubus and Tamsin.
LOST GIRL EPISODE 3x12 IM STILL DEAD
âim not perfectâ
âto me you are. your eyes are both brown and blue, your heart is both strong and gentleâŚyou shouldnât be realâ
TAMSIN GIRL YOURE KILLING ME
i forgot how beautiful of a sentiment this is for tamsin though
sheâs been looking for this girl through so many lifetimes and she finally found her, but she knew what would come next, what she would have to do. And it tears her apart because she fell for her, this perfect girl, and she canât imagine doing anything to hurt her.Â
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Thought Id pop in to show one of the kitties rescued this past weekend by me <3
This cat is adorable! What is its name?
Khaleesi :D
Thought Id pop in to show one of the kitties rescued this past weekend by me <3