Kittens writing

@dollsxandxmonsters

If a muse is missing from there.. Yeah they’re dropped. 

HOWEVER 

For each thread I drop, I offer to make new starters for new pairs. I’m taking a deep look at each muse to see if I truly have the muse for them and feel like I want to continue to try to get threads for them, and those I feel it’s time to retire, will not be moved over. 

I’ll be continuing threads on that one when it is ready, and I’ll link it on here when it is ready, but I’m just giving a heads up so no one is suddenly surprised by it. 

@justxaxstory thiiiis 

Bluebell was definitely the more quiet and silent of the three. She usually staying quiet, listening to music and reading while her siblings would bicker and be loud. While they would be who got the attention of their parents, while she just sat in the background until they decided to drag her into their games. Victora’s voice broke through the music though, and the dark haired sibling looked over to the other two, seeing the redhead sit across from their brother. “What did you say?” Blue asked quietly, looking between them. “Did I do something wrong?”

@justxaxstory from this plot 

Kaylee had mostly just ignored the sounds around her as they were going through the auction. It wasn’t a new game to her, it wasn’t her first rodeo. She had only been back at the mansion for a few months after the previous pregnancy failed. Three months in, and it had failed. But she knew what she was going back to. The mansion would be better than staying with that man none the less. She just had to deal with eight days of being used, and then she could get back to hiding in her room. She could go back to stroking the hair of the younger women, those terrified of what this all would lead to. 

@justxaxstory based of on this one 

Katya was young, yes, but she was fierce. She never let her staff be lazy and think they were the rulers of her castle, she never let her people think she depended on them. Oh no... She had them thinking they depended on her. That there was nothing for them other than her. That without her to rule them, they’d be lost, just as they had been in the month between her mothers death, and her own coronation. She’d seen families return to the rule of blood punishments. That if one hurt you, you were to hurt them back the same, or worse, as justice. 

Katya refused to watch her kingdom fall into that. So the moment the crown belonged to her, after her mothers advisers had finally argued between themselves enough to decide whether or not she was old enough to rule, after all she was just 19, and when had they last had a Queen that young? Her own mother had been 37 when she took over after all. Yet, she stood as queen, and her kingdom had calmed down again, with the threat of losing all they had, if they did not stop the foolishness. Having known her mother, the kingdom knew she’d be true in her threats too. A threat without being willing to follow upon it was foolishness, it was worse than putting the target on yourself. It was putting the damn poison in your own mouth. 

Liza smiled, pushing the laptop off her thighs and onto the sofa beside her. As Emma snuggled in closer to her, she shifted some, sliding back so the younger girl’s head could come to rest on her warm lap. “It’s not that, baby girl,” promised the woman. Already one hand was playing with her blonde locks, the other sliding up and down the girl’s belly through the terrycloth robe she wore. Every now and then her hand would caress one of Emma’s pert breasts through the material. Just to tease a bit. “I don’t really sleep a lot,” admitted the woman. “I mean, a few hours of fucking your gorgeous little body would wear most out… as it did you,” she chuckled. “…but I would just toss and turn and you looked so cute laying there asleep, I didn’t want to wake you.” 

When Liza made her lap available too, there was very little time wasted before Emma adjusted her own position, snuggled up on her lap as much as she could. She wanted the love and affection, she wanted all of the attention from the older woman. “But you left me alone in bed...” She whispered, relaxing much more now that she could feel Liza’s hands on her, as she could feel her hold her body close and run her fingers against her body over the fabric. “I could deal with waking up... You could use me as a stuffed animal if that would help your sleep? Or you could bring a book to bed, I don’t mind. I can sleep with lights on. I just don’t like sleeping alone in bed.”

Apollo knew how much Katherine needed to be fucked and he was man enough to handle her. “You can do better than just kissing my cock…. He craves being inside that warm mouth.” he taunted her, knowing she would do just that. He knew that Katherine would need more than just her pretty mouth fucked. “All for you…”

She heard his tone and that made her feel even worse. She knew she should, but… she didn’t even know where to begin. She sighed and raked a hand through her hair. “There are things that I enjoy but, no, I can’t say that I’ve really had that feeling, beyond… my first love. Which,” she paused and chuckled humorlessly. “Didn’t end well. I had issues in college and didn’t end up pursuing the degree I wanted, so, I guess, been settling ever since.” She shrugged. “Don’t feel sorry for me. It is what it is and it’s my problem to deal with.” She nodded. “Well, now you know why I stay. Why do you work so much, Edward?” she asked, rather pointedly. 

“Ah... First love ruins that stuff yeah, I get it.” He said with a nod of his head. He could get having your life totally fucked over by your big love ending, or fucking you over. “What degree did you want to pursue?” He asked cuiously. Maybe she could still get a hobby within the same kind of thing though? To enjoy herself in her time off, and just enjoy that? That could be. That was sort of what he had to do too after all. “Because my home is way too big, way too quiet, and far too lonely after my wife died? Because each moment I spend in that house alone feels like suffocating, since I swore to live there with her?”

Wolf: You’re just wanting any reason you can come up with to get me in the shower. Wolf: And you let someone other than me put ink on you? I’m in shock. Wolf: Good luck convincing her the car ride to Vegas will be enough attention. You know how Lizzie can be. I don’t think she’s going to want to share her best friend, even if said best friend is about to become her sister-in-law.

Antonio: I bet with my ring on your finger, the corruption wouldn’t be seen as being corruption. Antonio: I mean, I’ve never thought of marriage before. I don’t think I’d be adverse because mi mami es muy caliente. Antonio:  They only get to watch it. They don’t get to taste it, touch it, or feel it growing bigger inside of them. Antonio: Papi wants to watch mami getting herself off.