#AND YOUR SORRY ASS SHALL BE CAT LITTER!

[cyarskj1899]

[capricornrisingsstuff]

So I’ve taken a prompt from @lovebugism ‘s summer sleepover as it looks like fun! I hope they don’t mind me being totally self indulgent with this one.

Prompt: “what can I get you? Do you need water? A hug? Space?”

Contains: Eddie being a total softie, reader is female and is a burnt out workaholic. Fluff, pet names. Lmk if I’ve missed anything!

Your phone buzzes for what feels like the millionth time in your back pocket, as you push the door to the kitchen open with your denim jean clad ass. “Why can people not leave me alone, they know I’m working”, you mutter to yourself as you scrape your own plates into the trash, along with the dishes just haphazardly left by your coworkers.

Standing in the kitchen to the coffee shop amongst the chaos you look at your phone and wince. You can barely see your lock screen background (a picture of the castle in Disney World- a reminder that your hard work pays for you to do the things you love); the screen was littered with notifications from the top to the bottom. Scanning through them all, you sighed. A Teams meeting you need to respond to, your Outlook inbox showing 13 unread emails, WhatsApp, Snapchat, Instagram, Facebook messenger. All direct messages about the three jobs you’re juggling to try and get your PhD. Just as you were about to put your phone away, it buzzed again, a double vibration announcing a iMessage. “It’ll be saved for later” you thought as your boss called you to serve at the to go hatch.

Turning from the abrupt customer who didn’t even say hello to you “three grande lattes, sugar free vanilla, decaf” was your greeting; you stared aimlessly into the drops of espresso as you mentally highlighted and crossed off your diary. Breaking you out of your daze was your Apple Watch, lighting up with a name that gave you butterflies. “Eddie “Edward” Munson” the screen flashed. You manoeuvred your fingers to open the message on your watch, trying to suppress the grin the name on the screen gave you. “Hey Mrs workaholic, I was wondering if you wanted to hang soon? If you can fit me in your diary?” Eddie was a sweetheart. He was someone from your life from years ago who regularly kept up with your Instagram stories. Always replying to them and checking to see how you are. You’d just never had the time to indulge yourself with the boy.

A crash of plates and string of expletives broke you out of your lavender haze; the sound of the crash sending you into a little spiral of anxiety. You hastily gave out the drinks order you were working on and ran to the back, intending on clearing up the mess through the tears that were starting to line your eyes. You went to the walk in and pulled out your phone, hastily jabbing at you the contact. “Hey sweetheart, what do I owe this pleasure?” Eddie playfully greeted on the other side of the phone. “Eddie” you choked. “What’s wrong babe? Are you okay?” Eddie’s tone turned serious in a flash as you breathed back some sobs threatening to fall “I just need a break Eddie. I’m so burnt out, I don’t know what to do”, you admitted. You never admitted it but he seemed like your safe space. “What do you need princess? A hug? Water? Space? Say it and I’ll deliver it”. You let out a watery laugh as he ran through the list. “I think I need all of those Eddie, but��from you? Please? Sorry I know we haven’t met up much but I just feel like I can talk to you.” Eddie was glad you couldn’t see his Cheshire Cat grin on the other side of the phone. “My lady, I shall be your unofficial Uber delivery driver in his shining rust bucket of a van. Hugs and water are on their way. I don’t know if I can offer the space though once I hold you…” you swooned at his words, playing with the strings of your apron. “Don’t worry Eddie, space is off the menu from you” “glad to hear it princess. Your Uber driver is 8 minutes away”. No amount of decaf grade sugar free vanilla lattes would get in the way of the hold this sweet boy had on you.

[tteokdoroki]

can i get Bakugo having sex with his gf who has a bunny quirk or cat quirk and he always pulls their tails/ears 🥺

— sex w/ bakugou + cat quirk !

⇝ pairing(s): katsuki bakugou x fem!reader

⇝ rating: mature, 18+.

⇝ genre: smut.

⇝ warning(s): please read ! aged up characters ( third years ), heavy!smut, breeding!kink, pet play, fingering ( female recieving ), degrading!kink. 

⇝ author’s note(s): hello sweethearts, i hope you all enjoy these requested headcanons! i’m sorry they took such a while, although i really enjoyed writing them and probably got a little bit carried away BDHFBH anyways thank you so much for 700+ followers <33

⇝ masterlist | requests

okay so bakugou outside of sex, thinks your quirk is adorable.

he loves the way your kitten ears and tail peek out from under his oversized sweatshirts and hoodies that he gives you.

he thinks it’s precious that you purr when you brushes through your hair or when you head butt him to show affection.

adores how you cuddle up to him for extra heat ( but not when you go to icyhot for some ).

but as soon as he found out that your ears and tail were sensitive!!!

GOOD LUCK TO YOU

it probably happened by accident, like he moved your tail out of the way to get past you and you just...

...just moaned...

you both looked at each other like “wtf?” “did that just happen?” and then!! he pounced.

because of your quirk, bakugou probably likes it best when you’re on top or when he can take you from behind.

loves seeing his kitten bounce on his cock, playing with her pretty little clit while he fucks into her :((

he’ll definitely rub at the base of your tail to tease you and get you riled up, loves the way you shiver under his touch.

katsuki adores when you wear skirts because your tail just peeks out from underneath so he can just twirl his fingers around the fluffy appendage and watch as you needy expression takes over your face and a shiver runs down your spine.

whispering dirty stuff into your kitty ears gets you instantly wet because of how sensitive your hearing is.

will tease you for hours, having you lay flat on his bed...

yanno face down ass up, while he fingers your tight cunt and pulls your tail at the same time.

drags at least three orgasms from you just by playing with your tail and ears alone.

calls you pet names like “dumb kitten,” “kitcat,” “pretty kitty,” in and out of the bedroom.

uses dumb kitten in public when he makes you wear a collar to class.

“there’s my girl, my dumb kitten, looks so fuckin’ pretty in her collar today.

“katsuki, we’re in class!”

“and who the fuck cares, these dumb extras can stare all they want. you’re mine, you got that?” proceeds to pull at your ears and make you whine in the back of class.

fucks you h a r d in nothing but that collar and a leash later on— the bell jingling harshly and letting everyone know what a good girl you are.

and we all know bakugou never does anything half assed, having you sit in his lap and lean back onto his bare chest, little hole all wet and dripping from where he’s fingered you to orgasm at least twice.

he always makes you cum more than once before giving you his cock, making you beg for him and sometimes he’ll rub your tail and mock you when you’re too far gone to do what he asks.

“dumb kitten, can’t even use your words, silly girl, how can i give you my cock if you won’t ask for it?”

katsuki would shove his fingers in your mouth to stop you from talking :(( tapping your clit with the head of his dick just to tease you !!

PLS bakugou is probably so into pet play like you wouldn’t b e l i e v e

when he pushes his cock into you from behind, he’s got a leash wrapped on your collar and tugging you into him !! “c’mon kitty, you can do better than that,”

will definitely 100% be into breeding with you, esp since you have heats like normal cats.

even though it’s not biologically possible and you practice safe sex he’d say stuff like “yeah? you want that knot?” “shall i fuck you full? fuck you full of a litter of my kittens, baby?”

makes you kitten lick his cock when you give him head while rubbing at your cat ears.

“go on kitten, earn your fucking milk.”

overall I think bakugou would 24/10 use your cat quirk to his advantage in your sex life.

[sexen-sven]

Lucius malfoy

Warning this contains: smut, multiple orgasm, spanking, harsh words, knife play

Things you should know before you read:

(s/c) - skin colour

(h/c) - hair colour

(Y/n) - your name

(l/n) - last name ( your)

Somewhere below the Malfoy manor in a deep red room that was heavily enchanted with no escape laid a girl with beautiful (s/c) skin on the beautiful deep red silk sheets already pooled in her own cum and blood, chained by each extending limb to a post of the bed, blindfolded, and two thick silicon vibrating dildos from the Muggle word ranging from the sizes of 6-8 inches deeply shoved in her soaked cunt.

While the rest of her body was littered in either blue and purple bruises/hickeys, dried up blood, or wounds that were still slightly bleeding out.

In this very room all you could hear were the screaming and moans that erupted from this girls mouth as she tried to stop the dildos to continue letting her over stimulate yet again, none the less it was proven difficult with her legs being spread apart so nicely giving anyone who walked in a clear view of her throbbing pussy as she pulled against the chains on her arms

This girl was an order member and known as the black cat around the Wizarding word she was: y/n l/n

~ㅅ~

At the top of the Malfoy manor

It was quiet nothing but the quill being used to write by the head of the house hold; Lucius Malfoy. As the manor was nearly empty except for the few house elf's and their master, as his wife was out of town and his son far away at Hogwarts.

Stress and fed up with his work Lucius sighs as he runs a hand through his long, silky platinum blond hair.

"Bloody fudge...laying out all this work for me" Lucius mutter to him self but then thought back to his little slut, play toy, his mere pet being tortured by him to get more answers to the dark lord in a room beneath his office.

Smirking to himself he decided to go pay his little whore a visit. Tossing his papers aside he powerfully waved his hand over the floor right under his seat making the ground ever so slightly shaking a portion of it sliding off aside revealing a stair case to a darkly lit passage way.

A wave of his hand was all it took for the powerful dark wizard to open a securely, heavily guarded door charmed and casted with many spell.

Making his way down Lucius started to unbuckle his belt, loosen his robes, all while running his hand through his hair getting comfortable and ready to strip.

Reaching the final step Lucius look around seeing the familiar corridor lined up with candles alone each wall going in a liner path, a space for each door.

Each door had a different purpose but the one door with heavy metal plating and a secure surrounding was the one that Lucius had visited quite often.

As it's purpose was: his personal sex torture room

Lucius took long strides power defining every step he took and when he finally reached the room he waved his hand yet again and the door open.

~ㅅ~

with a swift movement and a thud of something heavy opening you gathered all your remaining energy and lifted your head to see if it was the the usual house elf to change your sheets or the one who was keeping you captive here.

With exhausted eyes Lucius came into your view,

"Ma-Master !" was what came out of the (h/c) girl mouth with a huff as it took some strength to even talk when there was so much pleasure pulsing through your veins.

Lucius just looked down towards where you laid and just smirks and stares at you and says nothing as he strips into his boxers.

You watch him walk over to you with his wand and he mumbles something under his breath that you couldn't quite catch but you knew what it was as you felt a rush pleasure forming a quick knot in you and near to breaking

He had just increased the speed of the dildos

"Ahhhh...mmm...I'm gonna cum" you scream out as you release your high

"Who said you could cum in my presence" Lucius asked you, no more like demanded for an answer

You cowered in fear and looked to the other side as you tried to avoid his terrifying gaze, but shivers still were sent down ur spine as you heard a louder voice, Lucius's louder voice thundering across the room asserting his dominance

"I asked you who let you cum in my bloody presence, do not make me repeat myself y/n" he demanded again

".... no one" you quietly mumbled out

He peered down at you "what" he question in disbelief while harshly grabbing your jaw turning it as he slowly caressed your lips

u looked anywhere but his eyes and then finally tried to yell out "no one master....I'm sorry master"

Smirking he looked at you "hmm...that's better you little cumslut" he harshly spat you

you whimpered as you felt his cold hand brutally

Rub your bud and soon enough slide both the dildos out and shoved two digits in instead and started thrusting in such a fast pace you just accepted it pushing ur hips forward moaning along the way

Every few moments he would rub his thumb over the open slit of your carven and trace around your pussy in a such a way teasing you further

Slowing adding another finger you we're going to have another orgasm

"Mmm...ahhh!! Let me cum!...please master!" You kept begging Lucius and you didn't want to repeat the same mistake

"Hold it" Lucius told you in a stern voice

Thick hot tears where streaking your cheeks as you tried to continue hold your high in for some more time

"I can't...ahhh...master" and you finally released after a lengthy moan

Lucius look at you with fury "didn't I say to hold it in you stupid whore"

With a rough force he grabbed each chain and broke it, then flipping you with your arse over his lap

"You deserve a punishment..*scoff* cumming twice in my presence without permission" Lucius said to you in a sly tone while he started caressing your ass, following with his rough hand then coming in contact with your ass turning it a bright shade red, a hand print taking form on one cheek

"Please Lucius I'm sorry...ahhh" you tried to beg but another slap was struck making ur butt slightly shake

"Ahhh...but that's not my name, and I thought I told you to count my little whore" he spat in a teasing but dominant manor

Once again spanking you

"mmm...th-..thre-" not even getting to finish, but Lucius already has stuck his hand harshly against your soft (s/c) skin

"FOUR eeep" you said through pain but pleasure was also laced through your voice

~ㅅ~

"haaa...haaa thir...thirty...ni- nine" you said breathlessly

With another spank already on your arse now looking blue and purple due to bruising in some area but still bright red covering most of it he caressed your ass one again like he had the few time through giving you, your punishment before slapping ur cheeks again

"For- forty...nghhh" you said with a dry mouth, tears running down your ass, but most of all you enjoyed every. last. S p a n k.

A amused hum escaped Lucius' lips as he caressed your ass yet again in a slow motion "have you learned our lesson hmmm y/n? " he questioned

"Mmm mhmm " you said muffled as you nodded with your head buried deep

"Mmmm let's reward you shall we" he told you with a grinned plastered on his gorgeous face as he walked over to a drawer (cabinet) and he skimmed his eye across the drawer and pick up a small sleek black and red butterfly knife and made his way back towards you.

In a fashionable manner he opened the knife and ran his hand over the under ur breast and gave you a slight squeeze on your right breast and he then started to crave in 'cum slut' in capital letters that made that area slightly bleed out.

As he carved that in your skin you felt a slight sting rush through your vein and you tried to get out of his hold but he places a firm hand on you

"Stop squirming y/n" He told you as he continues to crave into you

When finished he pushed you roughly with you ass sitting up in the air and in a swift movement he took his boxers off and without any warnings shives his thick lengthy cock into you and started to thrust without letting you catch your breath or adjust to his size.

Groaning while giving you no stop as he continues to pound into you while grabbing a hold of your waist with one arm and hold back both your arms with his other hand as you were screaming and moaning while he constantly hit your g spot over and over again, and you just couldn’t get enough, while you buried your head in deep into the deep red sheets as your eyes felt as if they were rolling into the back of your head and you’re toes curling and squeezed as your stomach churned in pleasure

~ㅅ~

After some time you felt him twitch and get sloppy and he just kept on going

While moaning you yelled out “ahhh...mmmm please master pleasee”

While continuing with a steady voice he asks “please what my toy, what do you want from your master, come on don’t be shy” he toyed with you

“mhmmm pleas cum on me master....fill me up with all your cum...ahhh ha” you said shamelessly not thinking about anything else but wanting him to release his thick hot seed all in you

He starts slowly but sloppily making his way up your body leaving wet hickeys behind earning very lewd moans from you as he then starts groaning in your ear while he cums in you

With a last thrust he pulls out and let’s go of your body and watches you collapse on to the bed having no support to hold you up and your legs shaking in bliss satisfaction

Lucius with a quick wave of his wand changes the sheets new and has the house elf clean you up while he watches your chest rise and fall as you sleep with a peaceful look his gets dressed, takes a seat right beside where you sleep, while gently brushing your hair aside, covering your body up but is shaken when he sees your body move and your arm wrap around him with a smile ghosting upon your lips as you continue to sleep

He decided he would stay there a bit longer until the house elf abruptly came into the room and announced with his head slightly bowing to his owners back “mistress has returned home master”

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed that if you have any more requests I will try my best to write them I hope that you can give me feedback since I am a new writer please don’t be afraid to request

[zer0pm]

No Name

A/N: Sorry! Had to repost cause tumblr’s search bar doesn’t like me ;-;

Here it is, the first part of the V x Fem!Reader series I was talking about. Inspired by the Imagine prompt also called “Us” on my Archive. Also wanna give another shout out to the anon and @krazy06 for inspiring the fic behind this new series <3. In addition, I want to give some major love to everyone that motivated me and giving me the courage to go through with this. This one is for y’all! ^^

Summary: The reader is a former devil hunter who was living alone comfortably until she comes across a mysterious and quite naked tattooed man. Driven by her innate desire to help others and her curiosity of the man, she not only dresses him but helps him in his goals to defeat what he describes to her as a powerful evil.

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“Look what we got here, boys!”

Here we go…

You braced yourself for what you presumed to be a small group of unlucky bastards thinking they have cornered a meekly prey in the middle of the night. Your hand brushes across the steel cylinder attached to your belt and you warily twist your head towards the voices. Much to your surprise, the man that was speaking nor his men didn’t acknowledge you at all. Rather, their eyes were on another hapless wanderer.

A very naked, hapless wanderer.

Why do the freaks always come out at night? You were telling yourself that you should just keep walking, to mind your own business, and go home - but by the looks of it, the man was unarmed and that alone made you sneak closer to them, careful to make sure that you were not seen. The naked man was tall and lanky, with dark hair and equally dark tattoos printed all across his body.

You half-expected the man to be a drunk of sort, or a poor guy that was pranked by his friends or enemies. Yet the expression on his face did not show that he suffered any sort of foul play. If anything, the man seemed rather calm. Eerily so.

???: “May I…help you, gentlemen?”

The group of men chortled unnattractively amongst themselves at the question. The gruff one and easily the biggest of them all spoke, you recognize the voice as the man that called out.

Gruff man: “Help us? You’re the one that looks like ‘e needs helpin’!”

???: “Oh? Is that right?”

Gruff man: “Kid! You’re fuckin’ naked in the middle of the streets! What happen’d? Friends pull a fast one on ya?”

???: “It is good to know that you’re capable of pointing out the obvious.”

You roll your eyes.

Big mistake.

And just as you predicted, the gruff man growled. A look of anger and annoyance on his face.

Gruff man: “Now you watch your mouth before we start painting red all over those tatts of yours.”

The naked man appeared unfazed by this.

???: “You may try.”

As quickly as these words passed his lips, the gruff man unsheathed his pocket knife with a click. His burly friends following suit. Your instincts kicking in, you stand from your spot to rush over and help the tattooed fool when the unexpected happened. As soon as the gruff man started charging towards the naked man, a black panther emerges from the darkness at his feet nearly pouncing atop the former. Taken by surprise, the larger man fell on his ass in fright, visibly shaking at the sight of the predatory creature prowling towards him with a ravenous snarl. The cat-like thing had red, glowing marks across its black body. That’s not something you see everyday.

You: “Is that-!?”

“That’s a fuckin’ demon!”

“He summoned that thing!”

“The hell is this freak!?”

The man on the floor was quick to rise at his feet, wary of the panther demon. Without taking his eyes off it, he shouts at his men.

Gruff man: “What the hell are you guys doin’? It’s just a fuckin’ cat! Kill it and the kid!”

???: “Hmph. So hungry for death.”

The way the tattooed man said that sent chills down your spine. You were not uncertain to even announce yourself at this point if the guy, although strange, was capable of such supernatural feats. With a smooth, swift motion, the mysterious man lifts his arm and snaps.

The sound resonates in the air around you all and just as the last echoes fade into silence, a great light manifests suddenly in the air above. The offending group of men look up in horror to see what can only look like a meteor heading right towards them. In their panic, they all quickly move out of the way and were knocked right onto the ground from the shock of the large meteor’s impact. Although you were a safe distance away, you felt the tremors of the impact, forced to steady yourself on your feat at the powerful shake.

What you saw next, you couldn’t believe. From the rubble, a black puddle pulsed and squirmed. It was moving! The thing was forming to take shape and you stood in awe as it took form of what you could only describe as a giant golem. This guy can summon two demons?! You look at the man in question and saw that the tattoos that littered his entire body were gone from his skin, making him truly bear and the black was gone from his hair, replaced by a pure white hue. He walks around the golem to approach the group of men that threatened, they were now shaking in fright. As the mysterious man lowers his hand from his initial snap, something begins to manifest itself in his hand.

A silver cane now? What is going on??

The man eyes the cane in his hand curiously. Apparently that part is new to him too.

???: “How interesting. Since my awakening, I have yet to actually test the limits of my power.”

He lifts his eyes from the cane to glare directly at the men who were still on the ground before him. There was something deathly in that hooded gaze.

???: “Shall we test this out?”

He points the sharp end of the cane towards the men. As he did this, the black panther appears again right in front of them, roaring at them ferociously while the golem demon’s eyes begins to glow ominously bright like a star ready to burst. Afraid for their lives, the men quickly got back on their feet and run away. You were pretty certain you heard some crying in the distance.

The mysterious man chuckles lightly before lowering his cane. As he did this, the golem and the panther begin to…well, from the looks of it, melt into the ground like black puddles. The puddle starts to evaporate into glowing dust and the tattoos return to the man’s skin, his hair reverting back to its only color. You took this as a sign to approach the man. He doesn’t turn to you, but his voice catches you off-guard.

???: “You’ve been watching this entire time.”

You: “Sorry. You look like you had it handled though.”

???: “Hm.”

The mysterious man faces you and you were taken aback. From afar, you didn’t think much of him, but up-close, despite how dark it was in the night around you, the guy was surprisingly handsome. His had a youthful face with strong features complimented by soft green eyes and pouty lips. The way that his lengthy dark hair swooped across his right eye added to his enigmatic aura and his attractiveness.

He was looking you over thoroughly as well, you noted that he skimmed your form twice before settling upon your face.

???: “And you are?”

You introduced yourself. The mysterious man repeats your name on his lips. The sound, you felt, would forever be ingrained in your mind. He sure had a nice voice. When he didn’t say anything further, you shifted on your feet.

You: “What about you? What’s your name?”

There was a considerable pause between you two. He looks down at the ground as if searching for the answer somewhere on the asphalt before lifting his head once more to engage.

???: “I have no name.”

You waited a bit, checking to see if he was playing with you like he did with the men that tried to attack him. When he didn’t say or do anything after, you knew the truth. The man was serious. With a sigh, you peel off the long-sleeve jacket from your shoulders and offered it to him. The mysterious man seemed taken aback by this and eyes you warily. In turn, you softly smiled at him.

You: “Well, No Name. I don’t live too far from here. Let’s go get some pants on you, shall we?”

You have expected him to scoff at you and walk away in all his naked glory as much as the image of that enticed you, but instead, he surprises you for the umpteenth time that night by graciously taking the jacket from your hand, his fingers lightly brushing against your knuckles before moving to wrap the article of clothing around his waist. It was still very obvious that he was naked but at least he covered his modesty. Somewhat. He offers you a grin. A smile different from the twisted one he wore earlier. This one was genuine.

No Name: “By all means, lead the way.”

[ladyshandioftheendless]

Shandi’s StarTerror Saga 18!

Last chapter, babies!! I was gonna wait until I finished a chapter of another story but I figured what the hell~ I’m excited to finish this! And also crying. But I hope everyone who’s read it has enjoyed~ Thank you all for your encouragement and your feedback~ It’s always appreciated~

~Shandi

Before there can be forgiveness, Vince must prove that he deserves it.

MAKE ME FEEL AGAIN Part 18

“You ready, love?”

“Yes..I’m ready. Show them in.”

Nicholas nodded and opened the throne room doors, showing Vince, Tommy and Mick inside. M narrowed his eyes. “Not all of you are here. Why?” 

“Nikki brought Prince Hottie back to KISSteria.” Tommy replied. “I’m sure we can grab him later.” M sighed. He was still much too tired to argue. “Very well. You, the Mötley Crüe, stand accused of the willful desecration of the land of Hanoi. You betrayed my friendship. You killed my family. You left my Nicholas for dead. And you fled without ever taking any responsibility for what you had done. What say you? How do you answer to these charges?” Vince stepped forward slowly. “We have no choice but to admit our guilt. But..before judgement is passed..may I be allowed to give an explanation?” M glanced at Nicholas who nodded in return. “You may speak.” 

“I...I never meant for Hanoi to get involved with my feuds. I only..recently discovered that I had family still alive..a cousin. I welcomed him and his friends. Made a home for them on one of Anarkia’s habitable moons. And since then..they’ve been nothing but a bane to my fuckin’ existence. They’re freeloaders! They’ve ruined every opportunity we’ve had to form alliances with other Realms! When you extended an invitation to Hanoi I tried my hardest to keep it a secret. I don’t know how they found out! They followed us here. They started causing trouble! I tried to get them to leave without anything escalating..but I failed. I don’t have any excuses. We’re all to blame as much as those assholes are. At this point I don’t care if we’re punished as long as they are too.” 

M leaned back against his throne to contemplate. Nervous, Nicholas leaned close. “I know there’s little evidence to support his story, but we should at least look into it don’t you think?”

“I suppose. What do you suggest I do?” 

“Let me go back with them. I’ll take some of the soldiers with me. We’ll confront them. We’ll bring them back here to be judged.”

“I don’t want you to get involved, my darling. You’re still--”

“Please don’t. You need to get over your protectiveness of me. At this moment you’re in need of care far more than I. That’s why I’m offering my help. Don’t start taking steps back now, love. We have to move forward~” With a heavy sigh the Fae King conceded.  A-alright. Just be careful?” Nicholas smiled and kissed his hand. “I promise ya~” Smiling, M turned back to the Crüe. “I will allow you to return to Anarkia and bring these other perpetrators before me. Nicholas will accompany you along with my Guard. Do this, and I will lessen your sentence.” Vince smirked. “If you throw their asses into the deepest hole this place has it’ll be worth it. You got a deal, Mike.” Nodding, M waved his hand to create a portal. “Don’t betray my trust again, Renegade Prince. My Guard will not be as kind as I am.” 

Vince’s rowdy cousin wasn’t hard to find. He and his friends had all but taken over Anarkia’s Palace. Vince was already seconds away from completely losing it. Mick grabbed his shoulder. “Keep it together, Anarchy. Once the guards have ‘em in chains you’ll be rid of ‘em.” Vince scowled. “I’m trying, old man..I’m fuckin’ trying..” Tommy clutched his drumsticks tightly. “That asshole Stix better not have messed with my drumset. He won’t be alive long enough to be taken prisoner.” Nicholas stepped out of the portal with the Hanoi Guard following close behind. “Shall we go in? I’m sure you’re eager to get them out.”

“More than. Follow me.” Vince said through gritted teeth. As long as he could throttle at least one of them before they were taken away he’d feel better. The inside was a total disaster. Banners and carpets were torn and stained. The floors were littered with all kinds of garbage and womens’ lingerie. Vince’s face was red with absolute rage. He kicked open the throne room’s doors with a strength his bandmates had never seen.

“STARR, YOU FUCKING BASTARD I’M GONNA MURDER YOU!!!”

“Well well look what the cat dragged in! Its own shit!!” Michael was sitting on his cousin’s throne with a woman in each arm, both of them moaning and giggling as he fondled them. “Been gone a while, cuz..I bet you’re all dying for some pussy huh? There’s plenty here if you want it~” 

“GET OFF MY THRONE!!!” 

Michael rolled his eyes. “Geez, lower the fuckin’ decibels will ya? Here I am tryin’ to be gracious and you gotta come in here like a bitch on her period. Well sorry I don’t got any tampons for ya.” Nicholas cringed in disgust. He began to see what Vince was talking about now. “Guards, take him. Search the Palace, find his companions and take them too. I’ve heard enough.” As the Guard approached, the women in Michael’s arms screamed and ran away. “W-what the fuck? Who’re they?! What’s goin’ on here?!” Vince crossed his arms and looked smug. “What’s it look like? You’re gettin’ arrested~” 

“We haven’t done nothin’!!” 

“BULLSHIT!! Remember Hanoi, cuz? Remember you bein’ a fucking nuisance and wrecking the entire place just to chase after me? You may have selective memory brought on from brain damage from all the booze and coke you’ve been snorting but let’s see you try to use that as an excuse at your trial~” The rest of the Guard returned to the throne room with Stix, Satchel and Lexxi chained in heavy iron manacles. “Holy fuck, dude did you bang some King’s wife or sister again?” Satchel asked as he was shoved forward. “I warned you about that shit!!” Lexxi was on the verge of tears. “M-Michael..they wouldn’t let me..take my mirror..or my..makeup..!!” Stix just glared at Tommy who flipped him off. “I’m still bigger than you, Tweedle Dum. When I get out I’m gonna find you and snap you in half like the twig you are..” Michael was then chained and taken off the throne. He shot a glare at his cousin as he passed him. “Don’t think this is gonna get rid of me, Barbie. I’m like a bad penny. I always turn up.” Vince sighed. While that was true, he could at least take solace in the fact that they’d also have to pay for what they did. And that was good enough for him. “Hey Razz..think you can make a stop in KISSteria and grab Nikki?” 

“Sure, friend~” He patted Vince’s back. “You’ll be alright. Once Mikey meets..them you’ll have no trouble gettin’ a lighter sentence. Trust me~”

“I hope so. Thanks Razz~” 

After watching the others disappear into the portal back to Hanoi, Nicholas created his own to KISSteria’s Palace.

“Uncle Razzy..!!” Ayesha ran to Nicholas and hugged his leg. “Hello, Pixie! Where’s ya mum and dad?” 

“Sleeping..” 

“Oh damn..well is there anyone else I can--”

“May I help you?” 

Nicholas turned to see the Elder standing behind him. “S-sorry to barge in uninvited. I...I was lookin’ for Nikki. He’s got important business on Hanoi.” 

“I see. I am glad to hear things are on the mend there. Whenever Prince Michael is feeling well enough, please extend him an invitation to KISSteria. We would be honored to have Hanoi join our Alliance~”

“Thank you, Elder I’ll do that~” 

“Very good~ Now, I believe Nikki is with my son. I will return with him momentarily.” Nicholas sat down on a bench with Ayesha in his lap, weaving his magic to create small flowers to place in her hair. The Elder soon returned with Nikki..and StarChild. “Hey Razz. Guess it’s time huh?” Nicholas nodded slowly. “‘Fraid so, friend. Gotta come with me now.” StarChild tightened his grip on Nikki’s hand. “T-time for what? What is he talking about?” Nikki sighed. “Gotta go back to Hanoi..own up to what I did.” He hugged StarChild as he clung to him and sobbed. “How long will you be gone? When will I see you again?”

“I dunno. Depends on how generous Mike is feeling.” 

“I’ll miss you so much..I love you.” 

“I love you too~” Nikki wiped StarChild’s eyes, kissing him deeply before pulling away. “Just don’t count the days and I’ll be back before you know it. Thank you, Princess..thank you for makin’ me feel again~” 

~END~

[furuba-imagines]

A Glimmer of Hope [1]

A/N: I shall be posting requests over the weekend. I started writing this story around 2016 (it’s on my quotev and FanFiction.Net) but bc of the rebooted anime I decided to reboot my own story as well the new anime’s honour :3

Word Count: 2706

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of sad character past, mentions of family abuse. Crappy format bc it was posted on mobile app. I’ll fix it up later. For now, enjoy!!

Pairing: Eventual Kyo x Oc

Story Notes:

Bold text is Amélie’s thoughts and inner dialogue.

Italicised text is when Amélie is narrating bits of the story like Tohru does in the anime as well as flashbacks (I will let you know what’s a flashback and what’s not though)

ONE - ENCOUNTERS

Amélie smiled to herself as she breathed in the fresh morning air. She marvelled at how beautiful and blue the sky was and how the white fluffy clouds looked as if they were painted in gentle strokes.

'Oooh yeah, that sun feels so warm.'

The sun shone bright, warming up her pale skin, erasing the goose bumps that littered her exposed arms. Turning back to the small black tent that she currently called home, her lip twitched and formed into a forlorn smile as she looked at the photograph sitting atop a folded pile of clothes in a simple brown wooden picture frame. It was a picture of her when she was six, posing with her mum and dad. Everything was so happy and bright back then... but a dark storm washed all that happiness away and she hasn't really felt it since. Despite the accident that befell them happening so long ago, it still got to her. It still haunted her dreams at night and plagued her thoughts during daylight. She wished she could just stop feeling – it would make things so much easier.

With a heavy sigh, Amélie grabbed her school bag and guitar and secured them both around her back and shoulder respectively. She cast one last glance at the picture before zipping up the tent and making sure it was secure, not that she was worried about anyone breaking in. Not many people passed by this area.

'See you guys soon. I love you.'

Even so, she didn't keep her more valuable belongings in the tent, like her piano keyboard. She kept that safely locked up in the school music room. Normally, she'd leave her guitar there too but she wanted to work on the new song she was writing. But she never kept both instruments in the tent at the same time in case something did happen. She didn't want to risk it no matter how small the chance. A part from the picture, her guitar and piano were the only things she had left of her parents. They were both musicians – her mum sang and wrote and her dad played. Music was one of the only things she still found happiness in. She hoped that one day her music would be played across the world for people to enjoy.

Amélie tugged at her uniform, wishing she had a mirror to check herself with. Amélie was never very fond of the girl's uniform so she wore the boy's one instead. She traded in her skirt and blouse for the pants and collared shirt and paired it with her own plain black Doc Martin's. She felt more comfortable in them than the lace up shoes the school provided. The school faculty stopped carding her after the first two weeks she refused to change. She also liked the fact that she didn't have to worry about boys trying to sneak-a-peak up her skirt. The last boy who tried walked away with a swollen cheek, bruised eye and busted lip. She stood by her actions however.

'The little shit deserved it. He had it coming if you ask me.'

Amélie hadn't always lived in a tent. After the death of her parents, her French side of her family were given custody over her but she wouldn't really call them family. The first thing they did was disown her, cast her out and hand her over to the state orphanage as soon as they could. She ended up living there until she was thirteen after her Japanese side of the family finding out about her and adopting her. Amélie would've preferred to stay at the orphanage since they were more of a family than her actual relatives. By the age of sixteen she had endured enough of their abuse and torment and ran away. She ended up staying at both her friends, Uotani and Hanajima's place for a while upon their insistence but the guilt became too much so she lied about having found good accommodation. In reality, she kept moving from hotel to hotel until she was forced to live in the tent she was living in currently. A glamorous life she liked to sarcastically call it, but she was grateful at least that she wasn't living on the sidewalks or under a bridge somewhere.

"Il ya toujours un arc en ciel après la tempéte!" She quoted to herself. There's always a rainbow after a storm. It was something her mother used to quote quite often.

The forest that she walked through she found to be quite calming and beautiful with all the tall trees and lush greenery. With that being said, feeling a little adventurous this morning and wanting to delay school as much as she could, she decided to take a different route. The more she drifted away from her usual path, the more the forest became increasingly unfamiliar until she had no idea where she was going.

"Fuck sakes," She cursed. 'Why would you even try straying from the main path with your horrible sense of direction? I'm such an idiot sometimes.'

However, much to her surprise, something in the peripherals of her vision captured her attention and halting her steps. To her far right, down a hill was a large clearing that lead to a traditional Japanese looking house. Amélie should've known that a forest as beautiful as this one had to have some kind of estate built upon it. With her curiosity piqued to the max, she couldn't help herself and decided to investigate.

‘A little snooping wouldn't hurt anybody.'

"It's called trespassing Amélie and its illegal," she reminded herself but proceeded to ignore her own warning.

Amélie was careful as she made her way down the hill. Hiding behind a bush, she did a quick look around to make sure the coast was clear before approaching the house.

'At least they don't have to worry about annoying neighbours. Must be nice to live here.'

Coming up close to the porch, Amélie couldn't help but be drawn to little ornaments sitting on a wooden rack. Upon closer inspection, she recognised them as the twelve animals of the Chinese zodiac. She smiled to herself.

"They look so well made and detailed. I wonder how long it took to paint them all..."

"Hello, this is a surprise. We don't get many young girls wondering around these parts."

Amélie bristled at the sudden voice and stumbled backwards, almost falling flat on her ass.

'Shit, shit! You've done fucked up now! Run before he calls the cops on you for trespassing! On second thought... he doesn't look too mad. Just play it cool and maybe you can leave without getting into any trouble.'

"I'm so sorry sir! I was just admiring I swear! I'm not here to cause you any trouble." She barely managed to string her words together without fumbling over them.

The man just chuckled and waved a hand at her. "It's quite alright, no harm done." The man's smile turned pensive. "I just find it hard to imagine that a teenager like yourself would find this place interesting." He mused.

'Oh thank goodness, I'm not in trouble.'

Amélie was quick to shake her head as she knelt in front of the rack, the man following suit. "No, it's a very lovely place. And I especially love these little zodiac ornaments here. Did you make them?" She asked.

"Yes I did. They're a favourite of mine too you could say."

Amélie scanned every rock that had been painted with detail and precision but a frown soon formed on her face when she noticed something missing.

"Of course you left out the cat just like everyone else." She muttered. It was more to herself than to the man in front of her although she realised she must've spoken too loud because of his surprised expression.

"The cat? Oh right, I see. You're referring to the old zodiac folktale." He said in realisation and Amélie nodded.

"I used to get dad to tell me the story sometimes before bed. I've always thought the cat had just as much importance to the story as any of the other animals did. I always felt for him."

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>>>Flashback<<<

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Little Amélie laid in her bed all snuggled and tucked beneath her plush blankets.

"Goodnight princess," Mr. Hoshimi smiled down at his daughter and placed a gentle kiss to her forehead. As soon as he stood up to leave though, Amélie grabbed onto the sleeve of his shirt and tugged on it.

"Wait! Can you tell me that story about the animals again? Pwease?" She pouted, putting on her best puppy dog eyes. The elder man quickly fell for her doe eyes and hopeful smile and found himself smiling along with her.

"Oh wow could I ever say no to that cute face?" he cooed, sitting back down onto the bed.

"A long, long time ago, god decided to invite all of the animals to a glorious banquet. He sent out word for all of them to come to his house the following evening and he told them not to be late.

"Can you name all the animals Amélie?"

Amélie sat up straight and proudly listed all the animals – The dog and the dragon, the rabbit and tiger, the rat and the pig, the cow and horse, the sheep and the rooster, the monkey, the snake... "And my favourite, the cat!" She cheered.

Mr. Hoshimi just laughed and tucked Amélie back underneath the sheets and continued with the story.

"However, when the mischievous rat heard the news, he decided to play a trick on his fellow neighbour – the cat. He told the cat that the party was the day after tomorrow."

Amélie turned her nose up and scowled. "I hate this part," She grumbled with a huff. "The poor kitty cat deserves better..."

"The very next day, all of the animals lined up for the celebrations with the rat leading the way, riding all the way on the back of the cow. Everyone had a wonderful time, except for the foolish cat who missed the whole thing." Mr. Hoshimi finished.

When he looked down at his daughter, he chuckled at her grumpy pout and furrowed brows.

"Amélie honey, why so grumpy?" He asked, but he knew why. She always got mad at the rat for tricking the cat, even though it was only just a story, Amélie had vowed to be the protector of all cats.

"Because the rat was so mean! If I was the cat, I would've kicked the rats butt for being such a... well, a butt!" She exclaimed, balling her hands into tiny fists.

"And if mummy heard you talk like that, she'd have yours."

Amelie giggled sheepishly before a thought popped into her head. "Do you think the cat would like it if I started a year of the cat?!"

Mr. Hoshimi just smiled. "I'm sure he would love that honey."

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>>> End of Flashback <<<

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The kimono wearing man smirked and tapped his fingers against his chin in thought. "Funny, I wonder how he would feel after hearing that story, knowing he has a little fan."

Snapping out of her reverie, she looked at him with a confused tilt of her head. "I'm sorry, who?"

The man shook his head and part of her wondered if she was actually meant to hear what he had said or not.

"Oh nevermind. So, what year were you born in?" He asked, quickly distracting her by changing the subject and Amélie went along with it.

"Year of the Ox," she replied.

The man nodded but Amélie noticed his eyes drift to her uniform. Most people found it odd that she wore the boy's uniform so she was used to it by now. She was about to speak, but he beat her to it.

"I apologise, I don't mean to stare. I've just never seen a girl wear the boy's uniform before. I must say though, you pull it off quite well."

Amélie's cheeks flushed at the compliment. She was the worst when it came to accepting flattery and compliments.

"Thank you."

"You're not from around her are you?" He asked suddenly in a curious tone.

Amélie had been waiting for that question. Something she was often asked about also.

"It's my accent isn't it?" She supplied with a smirk.

'I'm glad it isn't too thick for people to understand me.'

"It is quite nice to listen to. I mean, aside from your pretty fa-"

Whatever the man was going to say next came to an abrupt stop and was replaced with a pained gasp as something landed on his head. It was a schoolbag, just like the one Amélie and most other high school students had.

'Oh shoot, did not expect that.'

"My head!"

"Will you at least try to control yourself?" A new voice sighed.

Amélie's eyes trailed up the person's arm that held the bag until she reached their face and her eyes widen in shock.

'No way, Yuki lives here?! If I get caught with him, that stupid fan club of his won't let me hear the end of it.'

Yuki turned his attention away from the man to Amélie. "Good morning Miss Hoshimi, I'm sorry for my cousin. He's bit of a flirt but's he's harmless. It's best to just ignore him."

"Oh no, it's alright. We were just talking is all; he's good company."

The man, Yuki's cousin, rubbed the sore spot on his head. "What do you have in there? A dictionary or something?"

Yuki barely batted an eyelash at his whining. "Two dictionaries actually," he sighed in exasperation as he slid the schoolbag onto his back, adjusting the straps so it fit comfortably on his shoulders.

Yuki's cousin rubbed his head one last time. "So, you two know each other?" He asked, pointing between the two of them.

"Miss Hoshimi and I are in the same class."

Amélie dipped her head in a respectful bow. "The name's Amélie, pleasure to meet you." She officially greeted.

"Same here. I'm Shigure Sohma and Yuki here is my little cousin." He explained with a friendly smile.

"And what brings you to our house this morning?" Yuki asked in his usual soft and polite voice.

Amélie offered them a nervous smile, rubbing the back of her neck. 'I can't exactly tell them that I live in the middle of the forest. They'll probably laugh at me. I need to think of something good to say and fast!'

"Oh uh, well you know, I live... nearby." She trailed off lamely. It wasn't a complete lie.

'Oh yeah, that's such a good cover up.'

She gulped when she noticed their stunned expressions and wished they would change the subject. She didn't do well under pressure.

"Around here? Really?"

"You do? Where?" Yuki pressed. Amélie was hyperaware of how clammy the palms of her hands were becoming.

'Abort! Abort!'

"I don't mean to be rude but I should probably head to school. I haven't been late in a while and I wanted to keep my record clean this semester."

'As if they cared or needed to know that last bit.'

She bowed to them once again. "It was nice chatting with you. Have a good day." She said in a hurry, quickly turning on her heel and walking away.

'Don't look back. Just keep walking...'

"Miss Hoshimi?" Yuki called out after her.

Amélie sighed inwardly. 'Dammit.'

Putting on a smile, she turned to face him. "Yeah?"

"Since you're here, why don't we walk to school together?" He suggested.

'Say no. It's not worth the wrath of the fan club.'

"Sure, I don't see why not?" She accepted with a forced smile.

The entire walk was done so in an awkward silence as neither Yuki nor Amélie spoke a word or even looked at each other. And to make matters worse, they did eventually run into the Prince Yuki Fan Club, prompting both teens to ignore their chants and poses which only made it all the more awkward until they parted their separated ways.

'I better prepare myself for their onslaught of pathetic questioning.'

Amélie groaned. She could feel the headache coming on already...

[naramdil]

Hi Hafsa! I was the cat anon, I'm getting a little silver marble Bengal boy! What shall I name him? And omg please give me any and all the advice you could possibly give me, I need all the help I can get

hey!! I’m so sorry for such a delayed response but I am absolutely Thrilled for you!!!! experiencing life w a kitten for the first time is so magical and it can be exhausting but it’s all so worth it. you’re gonna be in love. idk if you’ve gotten him already yet but hopefully some of this info will still be helpful even if you have. I made this a read more bc I wrote a lot lol. please let me know if there are any other questions that you have and good luck with everything 💗

re: his name, I have NO idea but I literally always thought if I ever get another boy kitten that I’d want to name him Rumi? also sometimes once you get them a name manifests naturally so don’t stress too much about that. I will say that it’s better to keep it st short and at a max of two syllables, when you say his name to him pronounce it with emphasis so he knows you’re talking to him. 

before he arrives (again, if you have him already you can disregard this lol) but I suggest planning on keeping him in one room to start as he gets used to your home environment - the sounds/smells etc. so for me I kept him in my room. 

this room will need to be baby proofed, check the floor for small things they could choke on, cover up outlets, loose wires, etc. so that it’s a safe enough place to leave him unsupervised. 

make sure that you keep all his necessary things there: a litter box, food, water, a few toys (I’ll link some of lulu’s faves later), somewhere to scratch, and somewhere to hide (this might be his carrier or st like this, some cats enjoy sitting in their carriers and some don’t so providing somewhere for him to retreat to is always good imo) 

when you bring him home, set the carrier near the litter and allow him to come out of the carrier on his own. now, I read that a lot of cats are nervous and take time but my cat could not Wait to get out of the carrier and smell the entire parameter of my room, and ik bengals have similar curious temperaments so he may not be that shy from the get go. before he continues exploring just set him down in the litter box so he knows where it is and then let him carry on exploring and familiarizing himself w the environment. 

also make sure the food and water aren’t near the litter box lol 

also I rec getting a small fuzzy blanket and conditioning him to knead on that rather than directly on you or someone/something else. you will thank me later for his when he’s a grown ass adult with grown ass adult paws. 

litter - bengal cats are v big, as are ragdolls so! I rec a Big litter box, either the large or extra large sized pans you can buy. also do yourself a favor and buy the liners, I also def use those litter locker things lol they make it a lot easier to dispose & maintain a clean litter box. 

keep a mat to place the litter box on. please. 

I get the tidy cats instant action one and have never had any issue with smell or any other health problems that some litters can cause 

scratching - this is the scratching post I have for my cat, it’s really nice and tall for large breeds and I haven’t had to replace it quite yet, it’s literally lasted six years of use so far! I’ll probs need to replace it soon though lol but a lot of cheaper scratching posts don’t last more than a few months so I’m really happy w this one. 

also ik they make cardboard ones but my cat’s scratching instinct has never kicked in w those so that’s just st to note, all cats have different preferences so starting out w a few cheaper things and seeing what he prefers before investing in st like what I linked above is a good idea 

regarding grooming - get him used to it early on. wait for him to be in sleepy nap mood and brush him over. let him smell the brush first, that’s a huge tip actually. before introducing him to anything new, before touching him etc, always let him smell before proceeding.  

if you are going to clip his claws at home then get a sturdy pair of clippers, if you buy st cheap and flimsy it’s going to cause damage to his nail. also this is st to get him used to while he is young, it’s okay if he only let’s you do a couple at a time. 

toys! there are obvi many kinds of toys so I’m gonna list some that are lulu’s faves 

any of those cat toys that are like fishing rods with a toy attached to the end? great! avoid getting the ones with feathers on the ends bc your cat will demolish them so fast but also, feather toys always make my cat sneeze so I just avoid letting him play with those. what you’re gonna learn is that between 2 and 5 am, your kitten has a HUGE burst of energy. lulu used to run around my room SO FAST and I used to make him chase after this toy to tire him out before going to bed lol. if you have a kitten that’s super active at night, try to interrupt some of his napping during the day & then play Hard with him before you sleep. also, if your kitten starts panting while playing, take the toy away and let him rest. sometimes they cannot rest if the toy is still in sight so you may have to hide it for a little bit before resuming play. 

cat’s love lasers. if you have a laser it is endless entertainment for both you and your kitten. 

this kind of toy is best for when you’re leaving your cat alone and need him to entertain himself. my cat only plays with this one when I am unavailable, it def keeps him entertained. 

any kind of ball toy is nice, you can play with him or he can play with them by himself 

my cat rly loves this cat nip toy 

anything with 

that’s really it tbh cats are v easy to please and I’m sure once you see what kind of things he’s most intrigued by you’ll be able to better figure out what to try out. 

okay I feel like I have covered almost all bases, ik I haven’t discussed food but that will vary with whatever your cat is already used to and if your cat is picky etc. 

[thedustyangel]

I actually have to disagree. I don't see the point in putting down an animal just because it's a senior at all. My stepdad owns a cat that is 18, due to be 19 this year. He is slowly going blind and yea he does have bathroom problems and not go in litter box all the time but we are still adjusting and learning with him. Sometimes we get lucky and catch him, other times we do not ((cause ya know work or ya know we need sleep)). Yes he does go to bathroom in litter box but he also has bowel movement problems but we are helping him out. Literally other than that, there is nothing wrong with him. He loves getting petted, he loves the attention and such. He is still a good cat minus those issues. He manages to move about on his own during the day or at night time, he sometimes has problems but he manages it, he is learning to adapt.

As for senior horses, I do not find one goddamn problem in letting a horse who has either had a wonderful life ((maybe a good competing career, transitioned to another one or had a good breeding career and it's time to retire)) or had a horrible life and was abused, can't be used for much and be treated as a pet. What so the horse was abused and cannot be used for much other than being retired or pulled from said abusive home and all the horse can do is live out to be a pet, you want it killed? Or if a horse gets too old to do much of anything else other than be a pet and is completely sound and healthy and has a loving home that can care for it until it's their time to go and yet you want it killed for probably no apparent reason. @deadinsidedressage sorry but i cannot follow you anymore for that shitty assed opinion. I prefer animal lives over humans and always will. @makitokito ranting about how humans are treated as the next holy assed thing but when it comes to any animal, people just treat it worse than dirt and you are part of the problem. My god we have people who are murderers and rapists etc... yet we don't kill them. Its too inhumane or not right... but yet it's okay for them to do what they did to others? It's okay for them to harm others to point of death or traumatic injuries or PTSD and yet they spend forever on death row and not get killed or they just die in their eventually... Maybe its just me but person should have been killed a long time ago instead of just sittin and waitin but then on the flip side if a animal is a senior and really can't be much else of anything other than a pet let's put it down shall we? How about no. Now if someone is owning animals illegally that is a different story but there are some people out there that can afford horses that have been abused and cannot be used for much other than as a pet ((some can get rehabbed to a certain degree and others cannot)), there are people out there that take in older horses and give them loving homes so they can live out their lives. I see not a damn problem in doing so if the person has the room, money, land to care for these horses at all. I fell in love with a senior horse and while I did not get to know him for long ((also just couldn't visit him all the time either.)) I loved the hell out of him and I am damn happy he was taken in and remained there the rest of his life and I got to know him. With your logic, I would have never have known him and that is something I cannot bear to hear. There was not a damn thing wrong with him other than pushing and being over 20, none whatsoever. That right there is a problem. While he has since passed on, there is a reason why I go by thedustyangel here for and there is a reason why my names in games is DustyAngel. It is my little piece I can do to remember him by. Forever an Angel.

Unpopular opinion: It's okay to buy a horse with no intention of riding. If one has horse knowledge but doesn't care for riding, I 100% support getting a horse to fit that need. Now I mainly mean un-rideable rescues and senior horses, since the horses that don't get homes at my local rescue fall into those groups, even though they make fantastic pet-me-ponies. I don't mean buy a young athletic horse and let it sit there with no job.

strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree

Horses are too expensive of an animal to keep properly and happily to justify owning one purely for pet purposes, in my humble opinion.I also view them a bit as like keeping an elephant or a whale in captivity— to account for the fact that we’re supremely limiting their natural living space we need to provide them with a tremendous amount of mental stimulation (i.e.— training and riding). I also believe that normalizing the concept of owning horses without intent of using them for anything would likely continue to add to the problem of over population & improper care practices. Kind of like rabbits or ferrets or guinea pigs or even hamsters— they’re too accessible of a pet for people who don’t care to actually research how to take care of their pet. If you create a market for unridable horses then you’re successfully contributed to the amount of horses that end up with kill buyers. We don’t need more horses with no purpose.

I’ve heard a lot of horror stories about non-equestrians purchasing horses from my farrier to believe that it’s really something that provides remotely adequate care for horses. It’s a lot bigger of an expense than people realize and the majority of people don’t actually own property suitable for horse ownership— so what people are going to pay $400-800+ a month to keep their horse at a barn or less than $400 to keep their horse in a field and possibly never interact with it. Yeah sounds fucking brilliant mate. Don’t buy horses unless you’re actively using them for some purpose. Don’t buy exotic pets unless you can provide real care for them. Don’t buy herding dogs unless you’re going to give them a job. Don’t buy cats and expect they’re going to be dog-like in affection. Don’t buy a Bengal or Savannah and be amazed when they destroy your house because they’re not fully domesticated. Don’t buy a pet fox because you’re not a fucking zoo. Just… just don’t do a lot of things that are pointless and degrade the life of animals.

I also am the kind of person who believe unridable or senior horses should be euthanized instead of rescued. There are way too fucking many horses in the United States to be a bleeding heart about it.