The season has changed, and with it comes a new idea/collab project.
Does anyone remember doing "double memes" on Deviantart? I got nostalgic for it and remembered one of the first ones I ever did was a mistletoe one, and decided to have another go.
I couldn't decide which facial expression I liked the best so choose your favorite and feel free to draw one of your clangen/kitty ocs on the other half of the meme, this is open to anyone who wants to try!
Snailstep is Demisexual so gender is not important.
Let me know if there's another cat you would like to see under the mistletoe and I'll whip something up!
Alice hates going to her mother’s shows- it’s a never ending parade of stoned and drunken, increasingly aged groupies, looking to relive the glory days of free love and endless highs.
Alice had stopped aging in her 40s- hoping looking older would help with her strong resemblance to her mother. Unfortunately: it did not, and she spends every one of these shows swatting away interested fans, looking to hold even a piece of Lorna Wu’s magic.
Alice hates it. They’re not even interested in her- they just have a weird thing about her mother, and honestly, it’s kind of gross.
There’s a commotion somewhere behind her- she’s in the third row, stage left, where her mother can see she at least made an effort to show up.
Alice cranes her head around and sees a group of women gesturing and arguing- they’re dressed like washed up rejects from a Stevie Nicks impersonation contest, and Alice rolls her eyes, before turning back around. She lets the music that’s surrounded her since birth flow over her for a moment; then she stands up.
Time to hit the head.
She clamors out of her row, and heads to the lobby, looking for a bathroom, as the sound of the band becomes a dull roar behind her. The commotion follows- as the witchy women leave too; Alice can’t help but overhear that they’re enraged about someone, who just up and disappeared.
Alice shakes her head. These aging New Agers are getting easier and easier to scam- more the fool them.
Alice heads down a hallway, following the signs- when suddenly, someone grabs her, and she’s pushed into the wall.
“Kiss me.” The woman suddenly holding her against wall orders. She’s dressed like the witch rejects, but somehow better- all in black and lace, her face sharp and lovely and somehow terrible, her eyes a vivid blue, a large, black hat perched on her head.
“Excuse me?” Alice blinks.
“Kiss me. Quickly.” The woman looks over her shoulder, at the sound of the angry women in the lobby, coming closer now.
What the hell. She’s hot, and this is the most interesting thing that’s happened at one of her mother’s shows in a long time.
Alice leans in, and the woman tilts her head, the hat obscuring her face from the side. Her lips are soft, and Alice goes in delicately, cautiously.
The woman has no such hesitation. She slides her hand up, and pulls Alice in- taking over the kiss as a hand slides into Alice’s hair, her tongue pushing into Alice’s mouth as the kiss immediately becomes hot, heavy.
Alice hasn’t been kissed like this in a while, and her body responds; a moan escapes her, and she feels the woman smirk against her.
The angry group of women pass by without a second glance.
As soon as they’re gone, the woman pulls away, leaving Alice breathless.
“Thanks hon.” The woman drawls, smirking, dragging a finger along her lips, fixing her smudged makeup.
Alice can do nothing but stare at her as she walks away, the sway in her hips taunting. Alice brings her fingers up to her own lips- still tingling, and she realizes;
She’s wearing the woman’s lipstick, smeared all over her face. Alice curses.
hi guys. i know its been a while for this blog. 2023's been one of my hardest years ever, and it's been difficult to give this blog the love it deserves.
i still love this blog dearly, and will continue it. i just didn't expect to press on into december without a new story post.
anyways, please feel free to use this as a mistletoe meme. ive always wanted to participate ^^ -Mod Doe <3
