#Christopher Cat

[traaaaash]

We got two cats. I'm immediately in love. One is too much in motion to get pictures of, but the other is cool as a cucumber. I missed having cats in the house.

[daikenkki]

Untitled by KitKatDroi

[colinfirth]

And the game is called, 'Say What You See'. You first, Piglet. CHRISTOPHER ROBIN 2018 — dir. Marc Forster

[kinsey3furry300]

Which episodic YA series fucked you up?

as In, what's the first one you can remember genuinely frightening or upsetting you?

There will be a second bracket for series I could not fit in this poll (Percy Jackson, Noughts and Crosses, Maximum Ride, Cherub, Mortal Engines, Artimis Fowl, Shapeshifter, Deptford Mice, Mistborn ect.)

[strnilolover]

Oh mah goodness, huge idea

HEAR ME OUTTT

Dealer!Chris and Soft!Reader, alright?

Soft!Reader has been going on, and on, about wanting a kitten, puppy, hamster, just something small, soft and cute!

(Everyone gets fluffy animal fever; it's understandable)

ANYWAY-

Dealer!Chris, well while he's out doin' Dealer!Chris things, he finds a kitten, it looks a little bigger than your average kitten, but he's still a lil' scrawny baby boy.

Well, Dealer!Chris sends a picture to Soft!Reader saying how cute this stupid lil' kitten is and she wants it SOOOOO BADD

LIKE, IT ISNT FUNYYYY

Well, he goes to pick the lil' silly guy up, BUT when he picks this guy up, another one comes up and this little grey one comes up as well. In conclusion, he brings both to her, and she is PREPARED.

The second she got that text she went and got stuff for said kittens, food and water bowls? Check. Litter box with a bag of litter? Check. Toys? Check. She is simply ready for these scrawny little Kittens.

Anyway, as the author you can go bananas w/ this, but this is what I imagined them to look like :3

Obviously, they're scrawnier when he picks them up, but this is what they look like when they're happier and healthier!

For names do wtv <3

chris leaned against his car as he finished texting you back. you’d been on a tear lately, going on and on about wanting something soft and small to take care of—a kitten, a puppy, even a hamster. he’d tease you about it, calling you ridiculous, but really, he loved how excited you got every time you brought it up.

so when he had stepped out of the car and spotted a tiny orange kitten sitting under a streetlight, its big eyes staring up at him, chris froze.

“hey, little guy,” he said softly, walking over and crouching down. the kitten meowed, a weak, squeaky sound that tugged at his heart. it was scrappy, a little bigger than a typical kitten but still scrawny, its fur sticking out in patches. chris grabbed his phone, snapping a quick picture before texting you.

CHRIS: you’d lose your mind if you saw this lil guy. he’s kinda scruffy, but he’s cute.

he didn���t even have time to put his phone away before it buzzed.

YOU: OMG CHRIS BRING HIM TO ME NOW.

YOU: PLEASE. I NEED HIM.

chris laughed under his breath, shaking his head. “of course you do,” he muttered to himself, reaching out to gently scoop the kitten up in his hands. but just as he did, a tiny grey fluffball stumbled out from behind a nearby dumpster, its meow even weaker than the first one’s. chris froze again, his heart squeezing.

“no way,” he murmured, his voice impossibly gentle. the grey kitten wobbled over to him, brushing against his shoe before sitting back on its haunches to stare up at him with wide, hopeful eyes.

he smiled to himself, pulling out his phone once again.

CHRIS: update, the orange guy brought his little sidekick.

YOU: ARE YOU KIDDING ME.

YOU: BRING THEM BOTH. CHRIS, I’M BEGGING YOU.

he shook his head fondly, crouching down to carefully pick up both kittens. the orange one meowed indignantly but settled against his chest, while the grey one curled up in his arm like it had been waiting for this moment.

when chris knocked on your door, he barely had a chance to breathe before you yanked it open, your arms full of soft blankets and your face glowing with excitement.

“where are they?” you demanded, bouncing on the balls of your feet. chris grinned, stepping inside and gently lowering the kittens into your waiting arms. “right here, angel,” he said.

you gasped, cradling the tiny creatures like they were made of glass. “oh my God,” you whispered, tears welling in your eyes. “chris, they’re perfect.”

“they’re kinda scrappy,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck, “but i figured if anyone could make ‘em feel loved, it’s you.”you looked up at him, your face impossibly soft. “chris,” you said quietly, “you’re the sweetest person alive.”

he ducked his head, embarrassed but smiling. “yeah, well, don’t go spreading that around,” he mumbled. you set the kittens down gently on the couch, letting them explore, before throwing your arms around chris. “thank you,” you said, your voice muffled against his chest.

chris wrapped his arms around you, his chin resting lightly on your head. “you’re welcome,” he murmured softly. as the kittens began to climb over the blanket you’d spread out, you clapped your hands excitedly. “okay—we have to name them!” you say, sitting down on the couch near the tiny babies.

chris smirked, sitting down beside you. “alright, what’re we calling them?” you tapped your chin, staring at the orange kitten who was batting at the grey one’s tail. “this one,” you said, pointing to the orange fluffball, “is definitely marmalade. i mean, look at that color!”

chris chuckled. “marmalade? alright, that’s solid.” he glanced at the grey kitten, who had curled up into a tiny ball after the scuffle. “and this one?”

“hmm…” you frowned in thought before your face lit up. “smokey! because of his fur!” chris nodded, smiling softly at you. “marmalade and smokey. i like it.” you turned to him, your eyes sparkling. “they’re perfect,” you said

chris reached out to scratch marmalade behind the ears, watching as smokey batted at the edge of the blanket. “yeah,” he said quietly, his gaze flicking back to you. “they really are.”

you smiled once more, before your expression changed. “oh!—i already have everything for them!!” you stated excitedly, getting up quickly and darting off into the kitchen. you returned moments later, carrying a bag fully of cat things. food bowls, toys, cat food—you name it, you had it.

chris’ chuckled in disbelief. “baby, how did you even get all that before i got home? i had the car.” he asked, and you just giggled. “i got these delivered…as fast as i could get them delivered.” chris just smiled, nodding his head as he accepted that fact.

chris always loved seeing you so happy.

a/n : sorry it’s so short but i loved writing this (and sorry it took so long)

[chrissturniolosfavoritesexdoll]

CHRIS AS CATSSSSSSSS

[rochenn]

ok consider. dooku with a really attention-seeking cat

YES!!

[one-in-a-million-fishsticks]

Alucard with the Belmont family.

[sturnsmae]

candy- c.s

“she’s just like candy she’s so sweet”

warnings: SMUTT 18+ squirting, rough sex, blowjob, eating out, pet names, baby, my love, etc, degrading kink + more

(probably not proofread)

you and chris are sitting on the couch, a movie is playing softly in the background and so is the sounds from both of your phones

chris looks up at you and scoots over to you, he wraps his arms around you and buries his head into the crook of your neck

“are you okay baby?” you say stroking his hair

“yeah i just miss you”

“i’m right here baby” you laugh

“i know” he says smiling

you put your legs on his and move one of your hands down to his waist you trace your fingers along his waistband of his shorts

he bucks his hips up from the sudden touch and whimpers slightly

“you like that baby?”

“mhmm” he says exhaling

your hand travels down to his bulge and you palm him

“fuck” he says under his breath. he puts his head up to kiss you

“please” he moans into the kiss

that signals you to guide your hand up and down his bulge

“please baby” he says letting go of the kiss

you smile up at him and pat his shoulder signaling him to sit up

he sits up and you pull down his shorts and boxers in one go

his dick slaps right against his stomach, leaking with pre-cum

you sit up on your knees and lean down towards him

you stroke him a few times then kitten lick the tip

“please my love i need you” he whimpers

you wrap your mouth around him and bob your head up and down, his tip is almost hitting the back of your throat

you never gagged giving chris head because you had no gag reflex and he always thought it was so hot because he could shove himself down your throat and you wouldn’t gag

you keep bobbing your head up down and chris grabs hold of your hair and pushes your head down on him

“fuck oh my god” he moans arching his back off the couch

you come up a little and wrap your mouth around the tip and move your tounge around it

this is chris’s favorite thing that you do when you suck him off it’s always your way of getting him to finish fast

“oh god i’m cumming y/n o-oh shit” he whimpers while shooting warm strips of cum down your throat

“holy shit baby your so good”

you look up at him with a smile as he picks you up and throws you on the bed. you let out a small squeal as you hit the bed

“im gonna fuck you dumb y/n” chris says with a low tone that always turns you on

“please chris i need you inside me”

chris smirks at you as he lines himself up with your entrance. you bite down on your bottom lip craving him

he thrusts into you fast and hard not giving you a full warning

“o-oh shit!” you moan

“fuck baby your so tight” chris says as he throws his head back in pleasure

chris looks back down at you, he loves the sight of you like this, tits bouncing, eyebrows furrowed and pretty noises coming out of your mouth as chris pleasures you.

“f-fuck baby i’m so close”

“me too baby o-oh my god fuck” chris moans

“i’m cumming oh my god” you moan out as you squirt on his cock

“fuckk” chris moans as he shoots his warm cum deep inside you

you lay there heavy breathing as chris pulls out of you and lays down next to you

“fuck baby your always so good at that” chris says looking over at you

you smile at him “why don’t we go shower huh?”

“round 2??” chris says jokingly

you hit chris on the arm playfully as you both walk into the bathroom

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[justastraymoa]

Adventures with Cheese pt 26

No one one is going to guess where BangChan was that night.

Swears cute fluff fluffing fluff crack good boyfriend but not boyfriend BangChan

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[imakatperson22]

I got this idea from a mlm romance novel I read but hear me out:

Eddie stops by at Tia Pepa’s while Abuela is staying with her visiting LA. He just came by really quick to drop something off or maybe pick something up that he left there.

While he’s in the house, he can overhear Abuela on the phone with someone in the next room saying things like…

“Make sure you go down to that place on Century to get the masa harina not the stuff in the grocery store…”

And

“Let the mole simmer maybe 20 minutes?”

And

“This is why grandmothers always want their grandsons to marry someone nice. Someone to look after them and make them good food. They usually can’t do it for themselves. You’ll make him some nice tamales!”

And Eddie doesn’t think anything of it, probably just Abuela giving some young girl from church advice… until he gets home. Buck is in the kitchen with Chris and there’s tamales in a steamer basket and Eddie realizes Abuela was on the phone with Buck and she was telling him how to make tamales.

That’s when it hits him like a freight train.

[staiyn]

Memes....IB memes....

No one can tell me that, in that scene it wasn't Dieter 😑

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🐺 v. 😼 © s298125

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COMMUNITY | "Epidemiology"

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