#feyfelicity

[cutemoniic]

LET ME ON MEWR COOKING SHOW F33D ME

HOLY SHIT OKAY.

I got some leftover pancakes?? Do you want...

[arisenamnesiac]

@feyfelicity replied to your post: If mew could enhance one thing about mewr body...

Do mew wanna arrange this ;33

well of course! i’d love to arrange something of the sort, especially if food is included as well~!

[littleleoheart-archive]

feyfelicity replied to your post: Is the disciple as chubby as meulin is?

im way beyond chubby ;33

;33 which makes mew way beyond cute as furck

[cyberneticlagomorph]

zozmite replied to your post “not that it matters to anyone but the crystal that forms my heart has...”

uh yea that sounds real motherfuckin worrying.

i should probably go get that looked at then

feyfelicity replied to your post “not that it matters to anyone but the crystal that forms my heart has...”

EXCUSE ME

WHAT IS HAPPENING

the crystal that forms my heart is spreading, it doesn’t hurt or anything though

[catboii]

@feyfelicity i dont wanna be the vore kitty 😿

not again ....

[voraciousvice]

I to+ld yo+u all that I wo+uld be po+sting a new selfie.

What I didn’t say that I’d do+ it with my ado+red kitty.

[iragin]

feyfelicity replied to your post: hell cats be a thing too.

prrp

saw this comin.

[wiccanrunaway-blog]

Mer: Give.

The past few days had been bountiful for Mer. Though she was still mourning the death of her beloved Lazarus, she’d been blessed with food, and lots of it. She still stalked through the woods, still followed by woodland creatures. They weren’t Lazarus, but they helped, and so did the countless fruits and nuts they found. Whatever Mer couldn’t carry, the animals carried for her, but she didn’t let them carry much. She was content with a pittance, for she had an even better treat in her grasp.

She was Little Black Walking Hood, with her floor-length cloak and wicker basket full of treats. Every so often, she nibbled on one, savouring the taste, tearing up at the fond memories. What one little piece of chocolate could do to an old woman.

There was one piece though, one little bite of chocolate, that she dared not touch. She couldn’t even keep it with the rest. She held it close to her heart - luckily she was cold to the touch, so it didn’t melt - in a locket she fashioned from twine and a walnut shell. No, this one was a gift. Enchanted with a blessing for a very specific person.

Meulin.

The one of the fey.

Mer was driven to sadness upon reading her latest posts online. She’d been given a gift, and it seemed to make her so happy, but then it was taken away, and with it her joy. Curves were often polarizing, but Mer knew Meulin loved hers. As one with curves herself, she felt it necessary to restore her gift unto her figure, and what better way to deliver a blessing than through a blessing one had already been given?

Mer stopped on her trail and opened the palm of her hand. With a small incantation, she summoned the portal to the web onto her palm and navigated to her gift’s recipient.

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@feyfelicity

Pardon my forwardness. I would like to give something to you. Are you available at the moment? If so, I would like to come to you. Please leave me your coordinates should you accept.