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AWHDJSJDJD THE LITTLE KITTEN 😭

Just imagine a tinier, still plump version of the first child, only instead of stripes they have the fur color and pattern of whatever Housecat! Reader’s fur is. They take after their mommy so much. I feel like during bath time is when the difference between your cub and kitten is made clear. Aside from the physical differences, since tigers are great swimmers and love the water, your cub would love bath time and splash around eagerly.

Your kitten however will hiss and cry when being placed above the water. You slowly lower them into the bath, and they’re splaying all their limbs into the air, trying not to touch the water. Xiaofeng would have to get in the tub with them to comfort them and help them bathe. It’s just so cute 😣

Xiaofeng is extra gentle with the kitten when they grow up too. Unlike the cub, where she roughhouses with them a little once they’ve reached the toddler stage. Once the kitten becomes a toddler, Xiaofeng doesn’t roughhouse. She instead just naps with them and plays gentle games that don’t involve wrestling. Your kitten prefers it that way anyways, just hanging out with mama and chilling.

Is this the one where Xiaofeng goes “You little brat,” because if so, I can totally see her saying that! She feels those little chompers bite down on her tail and winces. Her body turns rigid before she shoots an arm back to grab the little rascal who dared bite the tail of the great Mountain Lord.

“You little brat,” Xiaofeng murmurs stiffly, holding up your cub by the hood of their onesie while they look up at mama so innocently. They act like they did nothing wrong, but a few strands of Xiaofeng’s fur could be seen on their lips from their recent attack 😭

imagine if your kid lowk steals korryns clothes and dresses like her lol

Which is ironic because Korryn actually hates alcohol. She prefers to drink things like milk as shown in her event and supervision events. But don’t worry, I made the same mistake before Korryn came to global and thought she’d also like alcohol. She doesn’t, but she does fit the cowboy stereotype in terms of appearance. She definitely looks like she’d carry a flask on her, however instead of whisky it is filled to the brim with apple juice or something awww 🥺

I do write for Jichuan! It’s just that I haven’t gotten around to playing the event yet so I don’t know much about Jichuan at the moment. But I am starting it tomorrow since I don’t have work and am free the whole day! (I know I’m super late hsjskjsjdjdn)

Reader recreating the "nine months in my womb" meme, extremely happy that the baby looks like her wife.

Nine months in Reader’s womb, making her suffer…and she comes out looking like her stupid OTHER MOM 😭

No jk, Reader is so proud of her carbon copy babies. They look exactly like her wife and it’s the most ridiculously cute thing ever. Zoya’s baby already has that cold-looking glare (the physical embodiment of the Queen Never Cry meme), thanks to her ice blue eyes. Bianca’s baby and Serpent’s baby have little fangs. The first time they smile you can see the little white teeth poking out from their gums.

Then there’s Catherine’s baby…who let’s just say is Catherine’s pride and joy. Finally, an heir to the Andohar name and they look exactly like her. Your wife will start bragging about how beautiful/handsome the baby is, but then catch herself and quickly go “But if our next baby looks just like you, they’d be just as gorgeous as us. Don’t worry.”

CW: Talk of childbirth, labor, and pregnancy for Housecat Hybrid! Reader

Oh yeah, Xiaofeng’s cub was one mega chonker coming out. I imagine that Housecat! Reader either toughed it out because she’s a girlboss like that (she managed to mate a literal tiger after all), or she demanded for epidural because no way was this cub coming out without.

Whatever the case is, somehow regular Housecat Hybrid Reader is able to deliver a healthy tiger cub, and let’s just say that Iron and Anne were shocked seeing them pop out. They hold up the chubby baby in their arms and just gawk at the sheer size of the unit. My goodness…

Meanwhile, Xiaofeng looks so proud of her mate once she sees the baby. She’s chuffing affectionately and licking the top of Housecat! Reader’s head, giving her a couple of kisses while praising her for winning the battle. This was the equivalent of winning a brutal fight to Xiaofeng, and she puffs up with pride at the fact her mate is just as strong as she is.

I have always had a bad baby fever since I was about 20, which sucks because I have no wife, no house, or proper income to actually raise one yet. Life is just so unfair :(

But the baby talk on my blogs is enough to tide over the baby fever for now. I don’t know if Cabernet and Xiaofeng themselves would be friends, but their children have definitely grown to be very close to each other. Cabernet’s babies give the food they don’t like to Xiaofeng’s babies, and Xiaofeng’s babies just…eat it. That’s it, that’s how their relationship started, and now the two kids are glued at the hip.

I just want to reiterate how cute Xiaofeng’s babies are. Besides being plump and hungry all the time, they’re also such sleepy cubs 🥺

Every single one has popped due to your baby sinking their fangs into the rubber. They also have a habit of chewing on the fake nipple so it is just mangled beyond recognition 😭

YESSS I SAW THE BABY SINNERS. OMG THEYRE SO CUTE 😭

Their faces are just so round and big, just little BABIES AUGHHHH. Can you imagine flipping through an old photo album of your PTN wife’s childhood, and seeing what they looked like as kids?? To Zoya, Catherine, Bianca and Serpent, I fear Reader will get horrendous baby fever because if the PTN women were this cute as babies, then surely your babies will come out just like them.

Imagine Prince! Rahu being sent away to fight in a war while her beloved Princess! Reader remains at the castle. Before Reader and Rahu part ways, Reader gives her a handkerchief as a token to remember her by in case she got lonely. Rahu treasures the little handkerchief, pocketing it under her armor and giving Reader one last parting kiss.

She is gone for several weeks after that, fighting battles and coordinating attacks. In her tent, she lays alone on a mat on the ground. She misses her wife dearly, her warm body next to hers, her scent, her touch. Rahu grumbles at the thought, unable to fall asleep now that she was thinking of you. It wasn’t until she remembers the handkerchief that she perks back up, digging into her satchel to retrieve the fabric.

In these times, a lady giving her handkerchief to you was an obvious sign of affection, and Rahu found herself blushing as she cradled the delicate thing. She traces the professional embroidery before something takes a hold of her. She curiously sniffs it, eyes widening when she realizes you had sprayed your perfume on it and it lingered all this time. It smells so familiar of you, and Rahu can’t help the way her body reacts.

She groans under her breath and leans back, pulling down her trousers. Rahu rarely ever touched herself, but her longing for her wife was just too much to bear at the moment. She wraps the handkerchief around her member, the soft cloth enveloping the skin as she begins to move it back and forth. A heavy sigh leaves the soldier, closing her eyes as she lets the feeling of the handkerchief fuel her imagination.

It’s not as soft or warm as your hands on her, but it’ll have to do. She spends a good chunk of her evening visualizing her wife in her arms like before, groaning and occasionally moaning when it felt particularly good. It was clear that this act of lewdity was not done out of lust or arousal, but out of Rahu’s pure desire to be with her wife once again.

She nearly ejaculates into the handkerchief but pulls it away at the last minute, not wanting to stain or taint the smell of you. It was a gift from you after all, the most treasured gift in Rahu’s inventory. She breathes heavily after her high, looking down at her now flaccid dick before bunching the handkerchief up in her hand.