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This silly drawing of mine had inspired a scene in @deadbeatbirdmom fic "Finally Alone Together". This fic is a very cute and sweet moment between the bees (and very hot too 🔥), read it and you won't regret it! 🐝

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(the panel is from "Sakura Device" by Yoshitomi Akihito)

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just a character analysis about xo kitty, specifically how kitty falls in love:

it is very obvious that kitty needs a deep emotional bond to fall in love - its why she is very in love with dae when she first comes to KISS in season 1. dae lying to her makes them grow apart, because she can't trust him as much as she's used to, so she can't come to him with her problems. in addition, kitty needs her partner to be open and honest with her, but he doesn't give her that chance by not telling her about the fake relationship until it's too late. that is a large reason why they don't work anymore, and why she's already moved on mentally.

then you have yuri - kitty develops feelings for her as their emotional bond grows (they discover their mom's friendship, she helps with juliana, etc) . it's clear that she's still not over her when they get back. however, kitty does start to move on after yuri stops talking to her as they're fighting. i believe a key moment in this process is when kitty is trying to tell her something about her parents in the storage closet, and yuri just brushes her off. there's definitely some distance after that moment, which is cemented in ep 6, where kitty kind of confirms how much that hurt her and stops having k-drama moments with her.

this character analysis is not meant to throw either dae or yuri under the bus. they're both teenagers, dealing with a lot of outside issues that influence the way they act. dae couldn't be open with kitty in the way that she needed, and yuri is definitely self-centered (which she acknowledges, and tries to work on). kitty fell for both of them because they had that emotional connection, but when that connection falls apart, so do her romantic feelings.

the reason minho is the best partner for her (at the moment, at least) is that he's open with her, while also being consistently there for her (like in the hot tub scene). she doesn't see him as an option (even in the heist scene, he's not her first choice) until after her feelings for yuri have kind of gone away. then, she can see that minho gives her balance - unlike how dae never came to her, minho asks for her help with his fight with dae, showing that he can be open with her. unlike yuri, he helps her with her family stuff even when they were fighting, prioritizing kitty over residual anger he might have because he knows how much this means to her.

relationships are a give and take, and kitty needs that to form the emotional connection she needs to fall in love. over season 2, minho grows into the perfect person for her for all the reasons mentioned above. i hope season 3 will cement that relationship, because there was honestly so much development for these two and i love them so much.

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See more of Annie here: Annie DAE armless amputee woman tries on high heels

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Colombia confirmed the first case of an albino ocelot, after carrying out genetic tests on a feline with white fur and red eyes. 

The ocelot was found as a kitten, weighing just 440 grams, in the rural zone of Amalfi and was first thought to be a puma jaguarundi.

Medellin's Conservation Park undertook genetic testing on the animal, concluding it was actually a leopardus pardalis, a native species of ocelot that is found all across the Americas.

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Dae x reader - The way he steadies you

The nightmare hits you like a wave—sharp, disorienting, the kind that yanks you out of sleep before you can even understand what’s happening. You sit up too fast, breath catching in your throat, heart pounding like it’s trying to escape your chest. The room is dark, too dark, and for a moment you can’t remember where you are.

Then there’s movement beside you.

A soft rustle of blankets. A sleepy inhale. And then

“Hey… hey.” Dae’s voice, warm and low, still thick with sleep. “You’re okay.”

You don’t answer at first. You can’t. Your hands are shaking, breath coming too fast, too shallow. You press your palms to your eyes, trying to ground yourself, but the nightmare clings like static.

Dae shifts closer, not touching you yet—he never touches without checking first—but close enough that you feel the heat of him, steady and real.

“Can I…?” he asks quietly.

You nod, barely.

His hand finds your back, slow and gentle, fingers spreading between your shoulder blades. The touch is warm, grounding, like he’s anchoring you back into your own body. He rubs small circles, patient, steady, waiting for your breathing to match the rhythm of his.

“You’re safe,” he murmurs. “You’re right here with me.”

Your breath stutters, but it starts to even out. The shaking eases. You lean into him without thinking, forehead brushing his shoulder. He shifts again, wrapping an arm around you fully now, pulling you into his chest like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

He smells like laundry detergent and something soft and familiar. Home, in a way you didn’t realize you needed.

“It felt so real,” you whisper, voice cracking.

“I know,” he says, tightening his hold just a little. “Nightmares do that. But it wasn’t real. This is real.” His thumb brushes the back of your arm, slow and soothing. “I’m here. I’ve got you.”

You let out a shaky breath, sinking into him. His heartbeat is steady under your cheek, a quiet, reassuring drum.

“Can you talk to me?” he asks softly. “Tell me what you need.”

You shake your head. “Just… stay.”

He exhales like that’s the easiest request in the world. “Of course. I’m not going anywhere.”

He shifts again, guiding you gently back down onto the bed, keeping you tucked against him. His hand finds yours under the blanket, fingers threading through yours like he’s done it a thousand times in his head but never dared in real life.

“Try to breathe with me,” he whispers. “In… and out. Slow.”

You follow his rhythm, matching him breath for breath. The panic loosens its grip. The room feels less dark.

“You’re doing so well,” he murmurs, brushing a stray tear from your cheek with the back of his knuckles. “You’re safe. I promise.”

Your eyes grow heavy again, exhaustion pulling at you. But this time, when sleep tugs you under, Dae is there—warm, steady, thumb brushing your hand in slow, grounding strokes.

And just before you drift off, you hear him whisper, so soft you almost miss it:

“I’ll always keep you safe.”