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@muppeteyes1001
Kitt could only stare with an almost dumbstruck expression. Eyes wide and ears perked straight up as a bright blush manages to glow through her furred features. She then awkwardly grins as she rubs the back of her head.
"O..Oh!! .. I .. uhm .. I honestly wish that I didn't get so overwhelmed at times .. But .. I am tryin' ta get better at it .. For the both of us"
𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔞
Send 🥃 to give my muse a shot. (Add "+" for the reverse.)
❃ Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)
Acts of Affection (SFW)
It was early evening and with the midsummer sun was slowly and steadily setting for nightfall, the sky and clouds were growing a rosy-pink hue. After a nice supper and a bit of wine, Kitt had settled in the main den of the cottage to catch up on some reading. However, it wasn't long until she found herself fast asleep on the couch. Stretched out among the cushions with her book opened over her chest.
A sudden light tug on the sleeve of her blouse wasn't enough to make her stir, nor did the second. But the third did cause her to make a soft grumble and change her sleeping position just a touch. Still fast asleep. It was then, just a moment later, she would feel someone start to gently play around and tassel her cocoa-colored locks. Again, she makes a soft grumble. Though her eyes remained closed, her brows did furrow a bit with only mild annoyance. She may have been half-asleep at this point, but she was conscious enough to know who was here with her.
She would then bring a gloved hand up to reach for whatever she could grip from her mischievous roommate and close friend. Feeling what she could only assume was Leondas's face, she makes a sleepy chuckle before giving his nose a playful squeeze.
"Hmmm .. H..hey, knock it off, will ya? .... If it's food you're after .. there's plenty in the pantry for you ta gorge on"
She then manages to open one sleepy eye half-way up at the Fae with a small smile.
"An' don't think I won't pay ya back when it's your naptime, yeah"
Acts of Affection (SFW) (NSFW -> X )
Send in a symbol from YOUR muse to see how MY muse will react to yours! For the ones where YOUR muse gives or says something to mine: WILD CARD! Your muse can pick the item, sings a specific song, or says a specific thing!
Family/Platonic:
✩ Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.
✪ Rubbing their back after a stressful day or disappointment.
★ Cooking them their favorite meal and feeding them.
✬ Making them their favorite hot beverage.
☼ Cuddling on the sofa next to each other.
☀ Singing them to sleep.
☆ Getting them something they need before they ask for it.
☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.
✥ Play fighting!
❃ Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)
Shipping/Romance:
♥ Laying by their side and watching them while they sleep with a fond smile.
♡ Kissing the corner of their eyes.
❥ Running your hand over their arm and gently pulling them close.
❤ Whispering sweet nothings in their ear.
❦ Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.
❣ Staring deep into their eyes with adoration.
ღ Rubbing your leg against theirs under the table.
ℒ Pulling them into a hall/alley to kiss them passionately.
￡ Brushing your hand over or gently squeezing their bum.
Ω Running a hand over their collar bone or décolleté.
✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.
₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.
[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?
Mod here, CMON I REALLY NEED SOME STUFF IN MY INBOX!!! WHO DOESNT LIKE ASKING TRAUMATISED DOCTORS QUESTIONS?
Also @sanjiehehe, you were the first to send something to any of my inboxes!! I’m forever happy about that :D
The moment Alex reveals the blackened mark on his back, she perks and lets out an alarmed gasp. A gloved hand automatically reaches up to tentatively touch it as he explains who it was and why. Afterwards, she blinks before turning her gaze up to his face again. Her eyes went from widening in shock to narrowing in anger.
"An oni?! .. Wait! .. You mean the same one who picked a fight with ya a long while back that caused nearly the whole land here ta break apart? .. That .. that .. blue ogress with the tusks?!"
If this was the same person she was thinking of, Kitt had nothing but extreme dislike for her. She remembers that day well and what Alex had gone through back then recovering from the aftermath. Even thinking about it now was making her striped tail behind her swish back and forth in irritation.
“The very same.” His nose wrinkled lightly as she dabbed at his injuries with careful precision, but none of it was pain he couldn’t endure.
He sighed, watching her anger rise at the thought that Olgan had once again been the cause of his suffering. He hated seeing Kitt upset, yet he couldn’t blame her. He would feel exactly the same if their positions were reversed.
“I thought we were friends, or at least friendly rivals, but she kept making light about being able to slay me. And while she insists she’s over me taking her arm, I honestly don’t believe that. Everything I ever did to that Oni was in self defense. I just don’t understand what her bloody blooming problem is with me. I was always minding my own damn business. I never wanted to fight. She does not understand nor does she care what her little sparing session cost me! People were killed, homes were destroyed, I was out of commission...I could of ended Xandora.”
Alexander sat on a large couch, his claws sinking into the cushions and threatening to tear straight through the fabric.
“I’m tired of pretending. What happened was not okay. So I told her to fuck off.”
She would continue to mildly touch up his already healing wound as he began to go into full detail of what happened back then. Every word that spilled from his lips made the fine fur on the back of her neck stand on end. Although she had never seen the oni herself, she had heard enough about her by this point to paint a clear picture of just the most horrible and obnoxious creature she could imagine.
Her body tenses and her grip on Alex's forearm tightens a touch as she could already feel her own anger beginning to bubble in her gut. Nothing made her more annoyed than nonsensical violence. She briefly closes her eyes and takes a deep breath to keep her seething in check. It wasn't until she hears his last comment that she turns her attention back up towards him looking very tired. Gently sliding her hand down to his large paw to try to comfort him .. And to prevent him from clawing into his chair, as well. Her eyes remained narrowed, but her expression did manage to slowly regain much of her natural calmness.
"Hmph .. Well with a 'friend' like that, who needs enemies, yeah? .. Twas her own damn fault for actin' like an absolute nutter ... An' she could've caused a whole lot more destruction an' grief if you didn't stop her ... She's lucky her arm's all that ya took"
She reassures him. Her tone still holding a slight bit of tension as she patted his talons.
The scent from the put-out pipe still clung heavy in the room, but it didn't really bother her. She had been to many places that had a similar atmosphere, after all. After hearing his explanation for all the hullabaloo, she looks even more perplexed and quirks up a brow.
"A .. A friend? ... Caused a flood? .. But .. Who'd be able ta even do that? ... Was he some big water beast that fell off his rocker?"
"Well, can't say we're really friends anymore. If we ever were. It's done though."
"Just a water wielding Oni with bloody anger issues, can't take criticism, throws a fit and get's violent." He removes his newly formed cape to reveal a few scales along his back blackened from a lightening strike, it would heal in less than a day, but it still had a dull sting that lingered.
The moment Alex reveals the blackened mark on his back, she perks and lets out an alarmed gasp. A gloved hand automatically reaches up to tentatively touch it as he explains who it was and why. Afterwards, she blinks before turning her gaze up to his face again. Her eyes went from widening in shock to narrowing in anger.
"An oni?! .. Wait! .. You mean the same one who picked a fight with ya a long while back that caused nearly the whole land here ta break apart? .. That .. that .. blue ogre with the tusks?!"
If this was the same person she was thinking of, Kitt had nothing but extreme dislike for her. She remembers that day well and what Alex had gone through back then recovering from that aftermath. Even thinking about it now was making her striped tail behind her swish back and forth in irritation.
Kitt comes around over to the king after hearing all the ruckus from earlier. Alex's enraged voice can carry from quite a distance away. Upon seeing him, she approaches briskly to his side. Placing a gloved hand to his forearm as she looks up at him. Her expression and tone both mixed with confusion and tension.
"Alex? .. Hon? .. What's happened? .. Has there been another attack?"
He's smoking his pipe. The moment Kitt comes to his side he puts it away and huffs the last billows of it away from his lungs and fans the area out of respect, despite him knowing Kitt partakes even if as a facade for her heists.
"No, I had a fight with a friend and they flooded the area like the mature adult that they are." His voice drips with sarcasm but not at Kitt's expense.
The scent from the put-out pipe still clung heavy in the room, but it didn't really bother her. She had been to many places that had a similar atmosphere, after all. After hearing his explanation for all the hullabaloo, she looks even more perplexed and quirks up a brow.
"A .. A friend? ... Caused a flood? .. But .. Who'd be able ta even do that? ... Was he some big water beast that fell off his rocker?"
@muppeteyes1001 | cont. (x)
He listens intently. The woman's words paint a vivid picture - enough to rouse a small smile at the mentioning of a doe and her fawn. Many of the animals he was so fond of returned to their burrows and dens during the night. He did not see them as often as he'd like, at least, not while they were up and about.
His eyes can't help but peek at the faint light shining through. It hurts his eyes and brings a small wince before he forces himself to avert his eyes. His ears wilted forlornly.
He shuffles uncomfortably at her question. The faerie expected such concern, yet found himself shying away from it still. Kitt need not worry about him. He was simply brooding, mulling over what he could no longer experience. He forces a bitter smile,
❝ I'm just... ❞
The words fail him - rather he's unsure of how to even describe his feelings. His brows furrow in annoyance at himself. A festering knot of emotion builds up within him. He falters to speak several times before finally muttering.
❝ There are things I miss, no matter how much time has passed. ❞
It does not occur to him what he'd inadvertently admitted to Kitt until a moment passes. Something could not be missed if it had always been this way. How could a creature of the night miss the light of day if he'd never once experienced it?
He feels a sinking feeling in his chest.
She watches as he tries to manage a small peek through the slightly-parted, curtain's fabric before turning away from it with a wince. Seeing his somber demeanor from the failed attempt, her eyes furrow at the immediate realization of what the issue was before his admission. Which was obviously quite difficult for him to speak about. Even to her.
The reluctance he must have been feeling at the moment was palatable. She looks from the Fae, to the window, then back to him again before carefully taking a seat next to him. Her striped tail swaying and curling lazily over the window's edge. Her tea still cradled in her gloved hands.
During their brief moment, her gaze quietly falls into her cup, almost as if waiting for something to emerge from it. But then, a small idea did bubble into her thoughts. One that did cause a small smile to appear on her features. Though, a part of her knew it was probably not a very favorable plan. Still, it didn't hurt to talk about it, at least.
"Ya know .. It's not an entirely impossible plan for you ta be out durin' the day ... At least, for just a small spell, yeah? ... I mean, we could find a hooded robe that's light an' airy for you ta wear that covers your body ... An' perhaps, stick to the shadows of the woods"
She then gently leans over towards Leondas. Her soft tone was kind and sprinkled with optimism.
"I've also heard of a special type of skin ointment that's said ta temporarily help with sun sensitivity .. I reckon that'd be something worth tryin' out ... What do ya think?"
For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.
Casually sitting outside and enjoying the pleasantly warm day, Kitt hears the random mention of milking folks and her ears immediately perk up in confused disbelief. Her eyes then slowly lower to gaze down at the strawed drink that was currently on her lips. Her content sipping of her coconut matcha boba milk tea slows to a complete halt before reluctantly pulling the drinking straw from her lips. Gently placing it onto the table with an almost comical mix of slight disturbance and annoyance.
Having such good hearing can be an absolute curse sometimes. That boba was really tasty, too. 😿🧋
Tory Burch Fall 2026 RTW
Aquamarines
Currently on display at the Field Museum
Even now, Kitt still wonders to herself ... 'How the bloody hell do I manage to survive that every time??!!'🙀
✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.
₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.
[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?
