Flannel duvet finally arrived - now
kittenpants does not have to tear anyone's head off at all, or even set anything on fire.
glamourbombs. Now, I'm not much on the whole otherkin thing as a rule, but these are my people. (Yes, I am aware that I self-identify as a gnome. That's what we call a metaphor, and does not imply any actual belief that I am anything other than plain old
homo sapiens.) If any of them lived in this part of the world, they'd all be invited to the flaunts. (Other than the one, of course, and she's already invited to all the flaunts.)