#KITTEN PILEE❤️❤️

[gruesomejack]

Angel Vi but cuddled up with the giant lion soldier things with no faces

[gay-dorito-dust]

I love ur writing sm omg- so glad you’re writing for lads too!! ❤️❤️❤️

Sorry to add to your pile but could u do a thing for sylus (and maybe zayne if that’s ok) with an S/o that always asking lil questions like “can i kiss u”, “can I sit on ur lap”, “are u sure I can use ur card”, or just silent and shy physical cues like holding their fingers when s/o wants to hold hands ?

I hope that makes sense 😭

Sylus finds your innocent requests of simply wanting to sit on his lap, kiss him, little things that he believes you didn’t have to ask to do and he’ll remind you of such when he effortlessly pulls you into his lap one day.

‘You know you don’t have to ask for permission kitten, you can just take what you want from me instead.’ He tells you as he places one of his hands on your waist, thumbs caressing your skin over the fabric of your shirt.

‘I don’t want to take advantage of you.’ You trailed off, lowering your head out of a need to not look into his observant crimson eyes, but you should’ve known better if you though Sylus was going to allow you to avoid eye contact with him, only realising your mistake the moment you felt your lover grip your chin and brining your eyes back to meet his smirking face.

‘If you wanting to kiss me, sit on my lap and hold my hand is you taking advantage of me, then who knows what you’d think when desiring the more scandalous and intimate aspects of our relationship.’ He chuckles as he leaned forwards to kiss you on the lip, biting your bottom lip playfully and tugging it before pulling back to see your cute expression. God he couldn’t get enough of how you always act like it was the first time he had kissed you, it only made him want to kiss you more but then he remembered be was trying to teach you a lesson . ‘Now did I take advantage of you when I kissed you just now?’ He asks.

‘No.’ You murmured softly, fiddling with your hands, felling a little silly. ‘No you didn’t.’

‘Indeed. Which is why you’ll never take advantage of my love for you, and while It’s sweet that you ask before doing, but I’d much rather the action of having your lips pressed against mine so sweetly as you always do.’ Sylus then leaned in close until your foreheads were touching, his crimson eyes locked on you yours with a playfulness, leaving you with your cheeks becoming warm.

‘Really? You wouldn’t mind?’ You asked, looking deeply into his eyes for the answers that you seek. Sylus kisses the tip of your nose as he moves back. ‘Of course my sweet,’ he began while his calloused fingers brushed against your jaw and down your neck delicately as though you were the most precious person within the room, which in his eyes you were. ‘Nnot that I had any issue to begin with, take what you want and don’t you dare apologise afterwards. You have my heart already and intend for you to keep it.’ He finishes.

You felt flustered beneath his gaze but his words left you with a newfound confidence that you then tested out by holding his face and covering it with kisses. The kisses were soft and gentle like a thousand butterflies wings were beating against Sylus’s face, they were enough to make him smile in content at your first step into a form of comfortability within your relationship with him, and he couldn’t help but draw you closer to him to the point you were squished against his chest.

It was obvious to Sylus that you were still a little nervous with giving affection without asking for his permission first, but he was more then willing to help you break from that habit in due time, but for now he’s more then willing to sit back on his chair and let you smother him in sweet, shy affection as his chest blossomed with warmth and want. He has you to thank for many things and he promised that you’d never have to ask his permission for anything, for you to take what was already owed to you the moment you blessed him with your company.

You’ve already took his heart without permission, so why not kiss him, hug him, caress him without permission also, you were already his to begin with…

Zayne finds it sweet and endearing that you ask for his permission, even though he had reassured you that there was no need for you to do so, he was your lover and he was more then content with you taking kisses from him to your hearts content.

It warms his heart personally.

However despite all that reassurance you still ask for his permission regardless or silently take his hand in yours and rub your thumb against his purely out of a need to feel him even more. Though then again Zayne was no different for he was cut from the same cloth, he wouldn’t kiss you unless you allowed him to, nor would dare to let his hand wander lower south unless you were comfortable with; Zayne valued your boundaries and wouldn’t dare overstep them either way.

‘Zayne?’

‘Yes my love?’ He replied, looking at you.

‘May I kiss you?’ You asked, fiddling with your fingers. Zayne smiled as he puts aside his book and reached out for your hand, pulling you close to him as he stood from his chair, both of your faces mere inches away from each other. ‘Of course.’ Zayne said and with that you gave him a sweet, tender kiss on the lips, letting it linger there before pulling away, showing him that sheepish smile you often had after giving him any ounce of affection.

‘You know you don’t have to ask to gift me your affection.’ Zayne then said softly, holding you against him by the waist, loving the way your warmth seeped into him.

‘You do the same thing.’ You retorted and Zayne did see the irony in this, he always did, but still he sighed when he felt as though his point wasn’t getting across. ‘That is true how observant of you my love, but I want you to know that you can do whatever your heart desires to me, for I know they come from pure intentions and know you would never lead me into thinking otherwise.’ Zayne said as he looked into your eyes and smiled. ‘I trust you with my heart, I trust you with my love and my trust for I know that your hands are the only ones I’d trust to hold them and myself if I ever feel like I’m falling apart.’ He finishes and you couldn’t help but feel a little emotional over his confession, you smiled brighter then you did before as you gingerly held his face between your hands, caressing his face as you watched him melt into your touch and nuzzling his face against your skin like a cat.

‘Zayne…’ you trailed off.

‘Please my dear, for me.’ Zayne’s voice was barely above a whisper when he spoke his plea mere inches from your lips, his hot breath fanning across your face. It didn’t help that he was asking you so sweetly to just give in that you couldn’t help but feel your resolve crumble as you leaned in to kiss him, kickstarting your journey to giving Zayne affection without asking for permission, for you already had his trust and love for the very start.

[hitomisuzuya]

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Bondage, Fingering. Finger sucking. Degradation. Daddy kink. Dom!Scara.

Everyone, good luck with your pulls later❤️ Thank you all for sticking with me.

Whenever Scaramouche was particularly frustrated, whether it be his underlings fucking up, or mission reports he'd procrastinated were piling up, he liked to tie you up use you to vent his frustrations.

There was something in particular that he wanted to hear. It had slipped out of your mouth one night when he was impaling you on his cock, and he was driven to hear it again.

His beautiful fingers were utterly worshipping your pussy, dragging between your drooling folds, teasing and rubbing your clit before thrusting them at various paces inside of you.

The Inazuma silk rubbed against your wrists, your hips bucking and grinding needily into his fingers as your orgasm built up, the pitch of your moans rising the closer you got to cumming.

Scaramouche could tell you were struggling to form words, making him laugh as he curled and hooked his fingers into your sweet spot. "What does my pretty slut want?" He purred, his cock throbbing at the way you mewled when he withdrew his fingers, "use your words and tell me, whore."

He gave your throbbing clit a wet flick with his index fingers, making you cry out as your walls clenched around nothing. "I want to cum, please," You pleaded, looking at him with desperate, watery eyes.

"Hmm?" Any cries to cum would be ignored until you said what he wanted to hear. "You know what happens to good girls who are disobedient?" He raised an eyebrow at you, smirking as he imbued Electro on his fingers.

The strong hum of Electro on your clit as he smacked it sent of burst of pleasure through your body so strong that it was overwhelming. A new coat of juices gathered on your cunt from the rough treatment. "They.. they get punished," You whimpered, your body twitching as he rubbed and pinched your clit, his Electro making your legs shake.

Scaramouche scooped your slick onto his fingers and pushed them into your mouth. "That's right, you pathetic whore," He pumped his fingers in and out of your mouth, pushing them into the back of your throat. "Tell me what I want to hear and maybe I'll let you cum."

You coughed, gagging on his fingers as you sucked. You tasted yourself on his fingers as your tongue lapped and curled worshipping around them. The way your eyes melted into a look of further adoration when he degraded you made his cock ache more with arousal.

A string of saliva connected his fingers with your tongue as he took them out of your mouth. He tilted your head up, his other hand dipping down to pinch and play with your clit to tempt you to speak.

He practically saw you shatter as he used Electro on your clit again. "Daddy!" You cried out, hearing him groan as his cock throbbed. "I want to cum, Daddy!" He licked his lips, watching you spread your legs submissively for him, your cunt puffy and weeping.

"Good girl," Scaramouche moaned, holding your legs apart with his hands gripping your thighs as he pushed his cock inside of you. You immediately clenched around his cock when he praised you. "Always so tight for me."

Each thrust made pleasure burst white hot inside of you, mewls and moans serving to further drive him to bully his cock deeper inside of you. The way you submissively rocked your hips up to meet his thrusts as his cock squelched in and out of your cunt sent him reeling.

"Does my kitten want Daddy to cum inside?" He moaned, his thumb rubbing your clit as he drank in how delicate and helpless you looked tied up while he was fucking you.

The only thing you could do was moan and whimper shamelessly, failing to form coherent words as you creamed on his cock. You twitched and writhed, your release coating his cock as your eyes rolled in the back of your head. "Please..please cum inside, Daddy," You managed to say, your mind hazy in a state of fucked out bliss.

Scaramouche grasped your chin and captured your lips in a dominant, rough kiss. You moaned into his mouth, opening yours for his tongue. His thrusts turned sloppy, his body quaking with pleasure as his cock pulsed cum inside of you.

He spent a few long minutes fucking his cock into you to see you squirm and whimper from overstimulation before he pulled out. His frustration was utterly spent from his body.

He scooped some cum that leaked out from your cunt onto his finger and pushed it in your mouth.

[lewisvinga]

feline fine | alex albon x fem! reader

summary; alex and his veterinarian girlfriend soft launch using animal puns but no one could figure it out

fc; various girls on pinterest

warnings; ?

notes; requested! oh how i love to do smaus

taglist; @namgification

masterlist !

liked by landonorris, georgerussell63 and others

alex_albon: what do you call a pile of cats? a meowtain

username: the caption???

username: omg the kittens🥹🥹🥹

username: when he’s a cat person>>

georgerussell63: surprised rusty let her old him

alex_albon: rusty quite fond of her icl, i think it’s all the treat she buys for him

username: the cat in the last slide looks so grumpy 😭

landonorris: ask her if she can look at my pet

alex_albon: she says an picture of a jack russell terrier with george’s face on it is not a pet

username: she????

username: alex in his soft launch era??

liked by yourbestfriend, and others

yourusername: why don’t cats play poker in the jungle? too many cheetahs

username: the caption😭😭

yourbestfriend: both of you are so corny , i cant w u 😭

yourusername: hey ! i’m a vet! animal puns are mandatory !

yourbestfriend: but he’s not a vet?

yourusername: well …. that i can’t explain

username: HE??

username: swear i’ve seen those cats before…

username: the best vet itw 💗💗 liked by yourusername !

liked by logansargeant, landonorris, and others!

alex_albon: what do you call a dog magician? a labracadabrador!

username: the last picture…. WHO IS SHE??

username: another pet pun??😭

username: wait so alex has a gf??

logansargeant: so that’s why you asked me for a dog pun….

alex_albon: to be fair you also googled it

landonorris: buddy>>>

alex_albon: he behaved well at the vet, maybe it’s bc she was his doctor😌

landonorris: buddy the goat🐐

username: wait, alex’s gf is a vet??? who could she be???

liked by yourbestfriend, and others

yourusername: is your dog always tired? maybe it’s just a bit ruff around the edges.

username: WHO IS THAT MISS Y/N??

username: bro i need to know who ur dating

yourbestfriend: ew he’s shirtless

yourusername: i like him like this 🙎‍♀️

username: the puppies🥹🥹

username: definitely recommend going to her clinic!! my cat usually hates going to the vet but y/n made her feel so calm and safe!!❤️❤️ liked by yourusername

username: i hope he’s as good of a person as y/n is!!

username: AIFKSOFKSOCOSKXL

username: that man looks awfully familiar….

liked by yourusername, carmenmmundt, and others

alex_albon: are you a cat? because you’re feline fine

tagged; yourusername

yourusername: this is the best caption so far me thinks

alex_albon: thank u i used my brain for this 🤓

yourusername: love u bf❤️‍🔥

alex_albon: love u gf❤️‍🔥

username: wait… HES DATING Y/N?

username: should’ve seen this sooner bc they both kept posting animal puns out of no where😭😭😭

username: my faves are dating??😩

carmenmmundt: double date soon🙈

georgerussell63: no alex stinks

alex_albon: no george is smellier

yourusername: screw george and alex bby , me n u let’s go on a date🤭

carmenmmundt: better than a double date😫

alex_albon: no stealing my y/n.

username: feeling stupid now that i realize that y/n kept posting his pets on her insta with the same corny puns…..

[m4rv3l-girl]

Not Alone

Bucky x Y/N

Based on this request -

“Maybe you could write one where Bucky comforts the reader after a love one dies. My family and I just lost my grandmother and some people don't know how to comfort grieving people.”

Sorry to hear about your Grandmother, Hun - Hoping you’re some degree of alright. I would love for you to enjoy this, and for it to bring you some kind of comfort. ❤️

Requests Open!

Warnings: Grief, Crying

Bucky would always know when something was off, instinct kicking in after all these years and catching even the slightest shift. But this time, it wasn't some enemy hiding in dark corners or some covert mission; it was Y/N- his best girl-curled up on the couch, staring blankly at the wall and lost in grief that seemed too deep for words.

He padded over quietly, unsure of what initially to say. The news of your grandmother's passing had hit hard, and he'd watched you go through the motions of the past few days with an almost mechanical precision.

Funeral plans, calls to relatives, the endless cycle of condolences-it all piled up. But now, with the world hushed down and the reality of it finally truly setting in, you were left with absolutely nothing but the ache.

"Doll," he said, his voice soft, like a warm blanket wrapping itself around you. He got down onto his knees in front of the couch, placing a hand on your knee. "Talk to me.”

You blinked, it would seem, pulled from some sort of fog, and looked down at him. Your eyes were red-rimmed, sorrow evident in the drooping with all they had yet to let out. A shaky breath escaped your lips. "I just. I don't know what to say, Buck. I miss her so much."

He didn't need for you to say more. Bucky reached up, brushing a stray tear from your cheek with his thumb; the touch was feather-light. "I know, Kitten. I know." His voice came out hoarse but steady, anchoring you in a moment when everything else seemed to slip through your fingers.

Without hesitation, he shifted, climbing onto the couch beside you and pulling you into his lap, cradling you as if you were the most precious thing in the world. You buried your face into his chest, finally letting free the sobs you'd been holding back.

He didn't say a word at first, just held you close, his metal arm curled protectively around you and playing with your hair, his flesh hand rubbing gentle circles on your back.

“You were always her favourite," he whispered, after some time had passed, his chin leaning against the top of your head. "She used to tell me how proud she was of you. How lucky I was to have you in my life."

You sniffled, looking up at him through welling eyes. "She really said that?”

"All the time," he confirmed, his lips curling into a soft smile. "She was right, y'know. I am lucky, Darling. So damn lucky."

His words softened some of the tension in your chest, filling it with warmth instead. You shifted, nuzzling your cheek against his shoulder, tracing indolent patterns on the fabric of his shirt. "I don't know how to deal with this, Bucky. It hurts so much."

"I wish I could take the pain away," he whispered, pressing a kiss to your temple. "But I can't. So I’m just gonna stay here while you feel it. Every step of the way. You're not alone, Kitten."

His words were more than just a promise. Bucky had been the rock, your place of solace whenever the world was too big or cruel to face. And now, with you curled up against him, listening to the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath your ear, you knew he wouldn't. He wasn't going anywhere, not when you needed him most.

"You're my best girl," he whispered against your hair, the weight of his words anchoring you. "And I'm not letting you go through this alone."

A new wave of tears threatened to spill this time, not just because of the grief. It was the overwhelming love and support radiating from this man holding you like you were his entire world. You clung to him in gratitude, not because at a really dark time, you had Bucky by your side.

"Thank you," you whispered against his chest.

"For what?" he asked, his brow furrowing slightly.

"For being here. For knowing what I need, even when I don't."

He wrapped tighter, his lips grazing across your forehead with a soft, lingering kiss. "Don’t be silly, Doll. I’m always here.”

[leodette]

Bowl of Cherries | MV33

fandom: Formula 1

pairing: Max Verstappen x OC (aka our darling lilli)

names/faceclaims: -

summary: one clumsy moment, and suddenly plans have to change (not that anyone compains)

warning: mentions of mild injury, possible light swearing

requested: yes / no

author's note: for our beloved lilli aka @maxlarens! Happy birthday babe, enjoy your day! ❤️

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They were supposed to leave. Their reservation was getting close, but neither of them kind of rushed. There wasn't a reason after all.

"I'm such a clumsy idiot that it screams problem," the woman muttered while sitting on a couch, already dressed in her little black dress and diamond necklace. The man was kneeling in front of her, a bag full of frozen peas in his hand, pressing it to her swollen ankle.

"Looks like heels will go straight to trash," she snorted, and Max just looked up and smirked.

"Do you understand that I can cancel that reservation with a single phonecall, right? No need to panic that we can't make it," he pressed the bag tighter and she hissed.

"Lils, baby, I know it hurts, but this will help it at first," he gently pressed his lips to her knee without any side intention but to comfort his fiancée.

"I know. But please, let me be angry at myself for ruining our anniversary, at least for a few minutes, okay?" she frowned at him, and he chuckled before a wrinkle appeared on his forehead.

"Wait, you think that you ruined our anniversary?"

"Well and didn't I?"

He scoffed and grabbed her hand, decorated with a timeless moi-et-toi diamond engagement ring, pressing it on the frozen bag.

"Hold it and sit still," he ordered before standing up and shrugging off this blazer, then quickly walking away from the living room.

She looked after him with a worry in her eyes. It was her clumsiness that destroyed their anniversary plans, the first anniversary they wanted to spend in their favorite restaurant as future husband and wife. Instead, her ankle was pulsing with pain, quickly turning into a size of an orange and a color of blueberries. The first drops on the window kind of woke her up from her thoughts. The sky outside turned gray, the heavy clouds full of water hanging just above the small principality they both called home. Jimmy and Sassy both patted over to their mistress, jumping on her lap and curling together, seeking warmth and comfort and quiet. She burried her fingers in their warm fur, her palm gently vibrating with their purring, and it almost made her smile. The possitive thing of the evening was that the cats came willingly to cuddle with her. And that certainly didn't happen too often.

"Okay, let's get you out of this dress."

She nearly jumped out of the couch when Max's voice sounded just behind her, Jimmy merely opening one eye to give his master a judgemental look before closing it again.

"Now you two, off to the carpet with you," Max gently scooped one cat with each hand and set them on the floor, earning a hiss and a swing by tail before both kittens marched to the guest bedroom. The comforter there apparently seemed like a good alternative.

"They plan to kill you," she muttered when her fiancé put a pile of clothes next to her and then grabbed the hem of her dress, pulling it over her head. Max helped her unclip the bra and put on one of his hoodies followed by joggers, then took off her necklace (which he left on the coffee table) and pressed a packet of cooling gel to her injured ankle.

"Okay, here we go. Let's call it a practice," he grinned at her, and she yelped when he swiftly lifted her bridal style, marching with her towards the balcony.

"I'm heavy," she murmured and burried her face in Max's neck, earning a chuckle.

"Yeah, and I'm Mona Lisa. Lils, schatje, you know I wouldn't let you fall, right?" three-time world champion pressed a kiss to her temple before opening the balcony door and stepping outside. And when she lifted her eyes, her jaw dropped. He put an air matress there, secored by few ties so it wouldn't fly away in the storm, and thrown their most fluffy blanket on it. There was the step he was using for excercise, laid with a various types of tapas and charcuterie - cheeses, sausages, crackers, olives, sundried tomatoes... and a bowl of cherries, grapes and watermelon.

Max gently laid her down on the matress and disappeared again, but just a few moments, to change himself in more comfortable clothes, before joining her again.

The rain was puring down, the wind bringing a smell of the sea to them, few lightning bolts appearing over the mountains.

"Open," Max ordered with a smile, and she opened her mouth, allowing him to put one of the blood red cherries in between her teeth. She chewed and spit out the cherrystone, before he gently took her face in his palm and pressed the softest kiss on her lips.

"Happy anniversary, Lils," he stroked her jaw with his finger.

"Happy anniversray, Maxie," she whispered back, allowing him another kiss.

[jamisonwritestf2trash]

Masterlist!

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Better late than never, yeah? Nowhere NEAR a comprehensive or full masterlist, but it’s what I could manage to do. I’m just glad to have it all together, it took, WAY to long 😭  

Also! This will now be attached to my pinned post!

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Random TF2 Headcanons (Pt.1)

Random TF2 Headcanons (Pt.2)

Random TF2 Headcanons (Pt.3)

TF2 Mercs Pizza Preferences! 

Scout and Scout's Mom Headcanon 

TF2 Mercs at an amusement park!

What Do The TF2 Mercs Hate?

Would Red and Blu Mercs Get Along?

Red And Blu Team Differences!

TF2 Mercs and The Will Wood Songs I Think Fit Best. 

What Rhythm Games Do The TF2 Mercs Like and Why?

TF2 Mercs and Their Hobbies!

What's Songs Do The TF2 Mercs Like?

Soldier Headcanons!

How Do the TF2 Mercs Write?

TF2 Mercs At The Beach!

TF2 Mercs Reactions To Finding A Puddle After It Rains!

TF2 Mercs As Animals!

What Are The TF2 Mercs Favorite Animes?

TF2 Mercs Go To The ✨️Barbie✨️ Movie!

TF2 Mercs Cooking And Baking Skills!

What Kind Of Pajamas Do The TF2 Mercs Wear?

What Would The TF2 Mercs (+ Miss Pauling) Do If They Saw A Kitten Mid-Fight?

TF2 Mercs Halloween Costumes!

Mini Headcanon About History

What Are The TF2 Mercs Favorite Bands/Music Artists?

Medic And Junji Ito's Gyo: Tokyo Fish Attack

A Rant About Medic

Would The TF2 Mercs Survive In Their Favorite Video Game World? (+ Their Favorite Video Games)

How Would The TF2 Mercs React To Being Given A VR Headset?

PhDs and the Mercs

TF2 Mercs Getting Their Nails Painted/Nail Designs

Mini Headcanon- The Best Compliment You Can Give Each TF2 Merc!

Medic's Past Headcanons (Also Some Archimedes Content!)

What Would The TF2 Mercs Jobs Be If They Weren't Mercenaries?

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HeavyMedic Angst/Comfort Saga:

Thoughts On Medic Reacting to Heavy's Death (Self Harm Warning)

Pt. 2

Pt. 3 (Suicide Warning)

Medic talking to Zhanna 

HeavyMedic Fluff As an Apology For The Angst!

Zhanna Gets her Brother Back, Medic Gets his Lover Back.

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The TF2 Mercs Favorite Books!

Medic and Creepypastas!

How Would the TF2 Mercs React to a Close Teammate Dying In Battle? (Angst)

What Subjects Would The TF2 Mercs Teach?

What Mythical Creatures Would The TF2 Mercs Be?

SpyDad Post

Thoughts On Spy (Comic Spoilers)

Drunk Sniper Thoughts

The TF2 Mercs With A Pet Bunny!

Drunk Scout Thoughts

SpyDad Angst

What Instruments Do The TF2 Mercs Play? (Minus Medic and Sniper!)

SniperScout Angst Headcanons (No Respawn AU)

Scout's Reaction to Losing His Voice

TF2 Mercs Comforting A Trans Man/Nonbinary Person On Their Period!

How Scout got his Top Surgery

The TF2 Mercs Reactions to A Nightmare!

Soldier and PTSD

SniperScout First Date

❤️Red Demo + Blu Soldier💙

Scout and Chronic Pain

Swordvan Headcanons!

Sniper Loses an Eye HC (ft. Swordvan)

Spy/SpyDad Characterization

Medic Thoughts

Hyperflexible Spy and Scout

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Headcanon Ask Game Ft. The TF2 Mercs:

Heavy

Demoman

Sniper and Engineer

Soldier

Spy

Scout

Pyro

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Thoughts on the Heavy Part of HeavyMedic

❤️Red Sniper + Blu Spy💙 

Mercs Reaction To Finding Snow In The Morning!

The TF2 Mercs Spice Tolerance!

TF2 Mercs as Taffy Flavors

Talkative Medic Thoughts 

DemoSolly First Date 

Mixed Headcanons

The TF2 Mercs Favorite Flowers + Their Reaction to Receiving Them 

What Merc is the Worst at a Checkup?

HeavyTF2 Tummy Fic (Body Positivity) 

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Jamison Breaks Down the Meet the Merc Videos (Work in Progress):

Jamison Breaks Down: Meet the Medic

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Ask Game Headcanons Pt.2 Ft. The TF2 Mercs:

Pyro

Medic

Engineer

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Engineer Headcanons

Fête des Pères 

TF2 Mercs as Cats!

Updated LGBTQ+ Mercs Headcanons (Pictures)

Nazi Medic Thoughts (It's bad.)

Medic TF2 Thoughts 

Spy's Past

Medic's Past

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Flufftober 2024! {Under Construction!}

1. Lost Pet Meet Cute

2. Rainy Day

3. Favorite Scent

4. "I hate it." - "No, you don't."

5. Porch Swing

6. Mistaken Identity

7. Hoodie Weather

8. Chopping & Piling Wood

9. "Don't do that!" - "But..."

10. Bet, Game, Contest

11. Ingredients/Spells

12. "This is spooky!" - "Really?"

13. Attic/Cellar/Hidden Room (EngieHeavy)

14. Suddenly Severed Communication

15. "What are you wearing?" - "It's laundry day."

16. Yes, No, Maybe

17. Gravestone

18. Written but Never Sent

19. Yarn

20. Paw

21. Bonfire

22. Heirloom

23. Stormy Night

24. Comfort Food

25. Haunted House

26. "I can't find it."

27. Afternoon Stroll

28. Lucky Charm

29. Time Capsule

30. "Forever?"

31. Make a wish

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Thoughts on Spy in Expiration Date

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And more to come!

[ofmdrecaps]

11/15-16/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; David Jenkins; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Con O'Neill; Samba Schutte; Adam Stein; Dominic Burgess; Fan Spotlight: Fluffvember Reminder; OFMD Advent Calendar; Love Notes; Daily Darby / Today's Taika;

= David Jenkins =

Chaos Dad was sharing some sweet fan videos this past weekend on twitter-- but it wont let me link the video in tumblr, so here it is on Instagram by the same person!

View this post on Instagram

A post shared by magda (@astralvcid)

Source: Astralvcid's Instagram

== Rhys Darby ==

Rhys out and about in LA and running into fans!

Source: Ops35mm's Instagram

Rhys will be joining the San Francisco Comedy Festival that's going on between January 16-Feb 2, 2025! Thank you to @adoptourcrew for shouting this out!

Source: Adopt Our Crew's Tumblr

= Darby Daily Doodles! =

I'm so behind on sharing the Darby Daily Doodles! Here's a pile for you since there's image room today!

Source: Rhys Darby's Free Substack

= Darby Family Kittens =

The Darby's are still looking to adopt out these kittens! If you are in the area and looking for some adorably sweet and energetic (if not chaotic) kittens, please hit up https://www.instagram.com/kittenrescuela/ and help Rhys and Rosie reduce the cat size of their house!

Source: Rosie's Instagram

= Taika Waititi =

More of Taika out at the Interior Chinatown premiere, this time with Tzi Ma!

Source: Tzima8's Instagram

Taika and Jimmy O were on Good Morning America talking about Interior Chinatown!

Source: Youtube

And a tragedy/comedy in 5 parts.

Source: TV Insider's Instagram

An article about the Boy and the Octopus <3

Source: Belfast Telegraph UK

= Con O'Neill =

New trailer for Con's new role in SAS Rogue Heroes!

= Samba Schutte =

Samba sent out another thank you everyone who attended his Momentus event!

"Thank you again to all 250+ of you who joined my Death by Cheese baking class🙏🏾 We are able to serve over 4000 meals to hungry kids, elders and families thanks to your generosity via @lafoodbank❤️ Thank you thank you thank you, and so happy you love my mac and cheese recipe🫶🧀"

Source: Samba's Instagram

= Adam Stein =

Our fab writer/executive producer/extra Adam Stein has been active with Waiting for Godot, and also getting to meet one of his idols!

Source: Geffen Playhouse Instagram

= Dominic Burgess =

Dominic was out at the Paramount backlot!

Source: Dominic's Bsky

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Fluffvember Reminder =

Fluffvember is still going on! You can check out what's been posted or interact with them on bsky! ofmdfluffvember.bsky.social there's also some fluffvember going on over here on tumblr! Check it out!

Source: ofmdfluffvember.bsky.social

As a taste-- Our darling crewmate @blueberreads' is back with more pixel art! This time of our Boyfriends!

Source: Bluberreads Bsky

= OFMD Advent Calendar =

Sounds like things are ramping up for an OFMD Advent Calendar this year! All the collaborators have been found so if you'd like to keep an eye out for the advent calendar starting Dec 1, you can follow them on Bsky!

Source: OFMD Advent Calendar 2024 Bsky

== Love Notes ==

Hey there lovelies. I hope the weekend has been treating you well and you've gotten some good rest. We've got some holidays coming up soon-- do you get to take any time off?

I hope you know that you are loveable no matter where you are in life. I hope you know that you are worthy of that love no matter where you are, no matter what you've done, and now matter how little or how much you've accomplished. A lot of people in this world want you to believe you are only worth something if you are making money, or gaining status, but you are worth so much just being your goofy, wonderful self. Please take care of yourselves this week lovelies. Rest well <3

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== Daily Darby / Today's Taika ==

Heyyyy been a while since I was able to get one of these in here! There's been so much going on! I know I've used the Taika one before, but it's too good not to apply with Rhys working out. Today's gifs courtesy of the fabulous @daxxlovesrhys and @meluli!

[clownmoontoon]

⭐️ HEYO LOVELIES!! 🌈 as a colored pencil artist all my fan art is on paper and it PILES UP!!

so ive finally decided to clear out the pieces (including some ink pieces from past inktobers!) im ready to let go of to try n fund my move out of an abusive home! ;u; AND ive become the owner to a family of cats! (two adults and two kittens!) and the person who agreed to help me take care of them (money-wise) has decided they dont want to anymore so i rlly just wanna get all of us out of here as soon as i can!! ^^;

all of it is in order by fandom, descending price, and shipping is included if youre in the US!! (if youre outside the US and interested in buying pls dm me and we can work smth out! <3) basically selling off all the fanart ive done up to this point (including stuff i never posted!) minus homestuck (i legit dont know what happened to that art aaaAA if i find it ill prob put it up too) and my matsu era bc that one is rlly special to me still and i wanna keeps ; v ;

💖 REBLOGS DEF APPRECIATED!! and pls check out the other sales i have going on in my pinned post! <3<3

🌈🌈 ONTO THE ART SALE \OUO/ 🌈🌈

🎪 the amazing digital circus + helluva boss $400

❤️ undertale + deltarune $400

🦆 disney ducks $300

🍔 mob psycho $300

💚 encanto $200 SOLD!!

🌸 animaniacs $200

💖 steven universe/MOSTLY spinel $200

🐶 yakuza/mostly majima and SURPRISE MIKU LOL $200

🌲camp camp $150

🌈 lotta misc! $150

THANK U SO MUCH FOR LOOKING AND FOR YOUR CONSTANT SUPPORT!!! I LOVE U!!! \QUQ/

DEF DONT FEEL OBLIGATED TO BUY OR REBLOG!! <3<3 THANK U SM FOR LOOKING REGARDLESS!!! <3<3<3

EDIT: AH.. I HAD TOO MANY TAGS TUMBLR YEETED A LOT OF THEM ASLDKJSD

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Hello! I was taking pictures of my cat and it got me thinking about the fallen snow au and the giant cat room you mentioned. I was wondering if you could make a little post of everyone reacting to reader sleeping in the cat room like this

No rush of course! Keep up the great writing ❤️

Oooooooh my heavens, look at that lil' bby!!!😍 They are so precious!!! And I can try to make a reaction headcanons list to how the different platonic yans act if they see Creed!Reader sleeping like this!!! Let's try it:

• Sabretooth would be purring, seeing his cub curled up like that. The guy would likely curl up with Reader, hissing if anyone who wasn't the other kids or his brother came close

• Wolverine would likely be having a cuteness meltdown on the inside (He does whenever he sees any of his cubs or pups doing something cute, he just shortcircuits on the outside for a second or two)

• Laura and Kyle (X-23 and Wild Child) would immediately be lying diwn next to Reader and hugging them like they were a stuffed animal. They woukd look like a pile of kittens or puppies sleeping together, not gonna lie

• If Scott or Jean saw them, they'd be taking pictures/mentally telling the Professor about it. They'd be trading the photos like trading cards, too

• Pietro and Wanda would be blushing, then asking if they can join the cuddle pile. Would find a way to steal Reader into their room if they knew they wouldn't face the wrath of the feral kids

• Rogue and Evan would just lay down without asking or taking no for for answer, and making themselves comfortable. They don't care what anyone says, for once Reader isn't aware enough enough run or hide, so they're hugging them, no ifs, ands, or buts

• The Professor would have pictures taken. He'd He'd also have Hank/Beast working on a new drug/medicine for the ferals, to help them fall into their instincts and to feel happy and calm. Is also able to read Reader's mind for once, since their mental walls are down, so he looks through everything that has happened to them, from their past to the after their escape to the present time

• Magneto would try to move Reader to his and his kids special room, then finds that he has to fight every feral and sleepy kid who joined them (even if they weren't allowed in the special feral room)

• Hank/Beast is working on a new set of drugs, sedatives, and medicines for the Reader and other ferals, to help them fall into their instincts easier, to help them feel calm, even to make them a little loopy/to lower their shields a bit. He asks if he can join, and when he promises to make an extra tracking device for Reader, is let into the snuggle pile

• Storm is let in, no questions asked, as Wolverine and Laura and Evan like her and view her as family. And because she could drop a snowstorm on Wolverine and Sabretooth and make it so she was the only adult allowed to be with the kids. So no one stops her if she joins them

• Mystique would try and sneak in. She wouod be caught, and depending on who catches her, woukd either be allowed to stay or (politely) thrown out

• The innocent teens (Kurt, Kitty, Toad, Fred, and Lance) would want to join, despite not knowing Reader well. They would be asked to wait a bit, and let the adults see if Reader will be up to it later (they want to make sure the drug/sedative still works well enough, and make sure Reader doesn't feel freaked out over having new packmates)

• Gambit, Colossus, Pyro, and Tabby are told they can join the other teens while waiting, and that in a few days they'll try and see if Reader is still up for it

• The ferals eventually say "scr*w it!" and kick everyone out, since they want time with THEIR cub/littermate, and everyone else can have their turn once they've had their's. They want to enjoy being with Reader, especially since they feel extra guilt at being related to Reader yet never helping them when they needed it most. So if they can offer comfort and warmth (and the adults can nurse them), then they'll take that chance

• The photos of sleeping Reader become trading cards, and soon, everyone tries to get photos of Reader when they're relaxed or just unaware. What can they say? They're cute, even if they are rather skittish and act like a (literal) feral kitten who's never been hugged. Of course, they now need to hide the cards from Reader, so as not to seem weird or even more avoided than they already are...

(Whoops! I, um... maaaybe did this for the ❄Milky Snow🍼 AU)... But it CAN be read for ❄Fallen Snow🩸 AU, too... Whichever one you prefer!!)

[saturnxlust]

Can you do an Atticus x Reader where he pounds the absolute soul of Jesus out of us and telling us to be quiet so we don’t wake the kids up. ☺️ you can do whatever at the end…😉😉 ty 💚

I reckon

Late night love❤️

Atticus Finch x Fem!Reader

He sighed and placed down the papers he was once holding and frowned, he heard the pitter patter of feet before scout ran in and smiled at him. Atticus stood up and walked up to scout and lifted her, as he made his way to her room he noticed you in the kitchen, presumably making something for his lunch the next day. Tucking scout in and telling her a story about her original mother before making his way to you, standing behind you and holding your waist, he swayed with you while peppering kisses along your neck, the soft music in the background adding to the ambiance of the rain. Slowly pulling you into his bedroom, he worked your clothes off until both of your clothes were in a pile on the floor. He smiled into the kiss and pulled away to admire you, laying you gently on the bed while he worked you up, kissing your stomach and chest, his lips latching around one of your nipples and his fingers twisting the other, eliciting a beautiful moan that he swore could make him cum in his pants. Pulling away to leave sloppy wet kisses down your front until he got to where you needed him the most, placing a kiss on your clit which made you whine, he chuckled and licked a stripe up your folds, gathering your slick on his tongue before swallowing it and humming happily as you squirmed and bucked your hips up for more. He found your neediness entertaining but he wasnt going to torture you, instead he delved into you, sucking and lapping at your folds like a starved man, gently nibbling your clit, maintaining eye contact with you. He brought a finger up and pressed it inside your hole, working you open more before pushing another finger in, he was now kitten licking your clit as he thrusted his fingers in and out of you, stretching you, preparing you. You felt your release building up and by the time it arrived you were a panting and moaning mess, he pulled hid fingers out and licked them clean, moving up to hover over you, kissing your neck and whispering praises in your ear as he slowly sunk into you. Once he had bottomed out and was sure you had adjusted he began thrusting, finding out very quickly that the bed is extremely creaky, he cussed slightly and stood with you still in his arms, pressing you against the closest wall and continuing his thrusts. Before long you felt your end coming again and you could tell he was also, his hips were stuttering and he was getting sloppy as he moaned into your ear, praising you for how good you were taking him. He huffed and plunged deep inside you releasing his seed deep within you, making you slam your hand over your mouth to muffle the scream that was ripped from you as your legs shook around him, he chuckled and panted as he carried you to the bed, setting you down gently and going to fetch a cloth to clean you with. Wiping you down he couldnt help but smile as your wriggled, no doubt sensitive. After wiping himself off he flopped next to you, turning the lamp off and pulling you closer to him, his fingers tangled in your hair as he pulled you up to face him for a kiss, your lips moving in sync as you slowly dozed off, pulling away to rest your head on his arm.

[livingdeadgirl3]

intro!!<333

Haiiii!!! I’m Delilah!!! Aka THE living dead girl!!

🎶 “Living Dead Girl.” 🎶

ABOUT MEEEEE •im a virgo!! august 28 baby!! •im a girl!(obviously.)im a fag! she/her/idgaf •im Andy Biersacks wife and Peter Steele and Rob Zombie are my daddy’s!!

•im a minor! music is life. im lowkey hella fucking annoying, cringe and stupid. im pretty fucking awkward and need to die. i spend most of my time on here bc i have no friends and i use tumblr to vent and yap so be prepared bc im ALWAYS here. im an asshole so um yea. i love my moots so much omfg. nghhhhh i love you guys so muchhhh nghhhhh!! please love me, meet my mother!!/The Cure reference…

•i post stuff about mental health, starving, body image, self harm, gore, depression, my abusive parents, sexual topics and other stuff like that. if you have a problem with that please just click off/unfollow/block there is no need to report!!<33 Love ya!!<33

•DNI: pedos, ppl scared of gay ppl, racists, creepy old men with porn blogs and such. I WILL NOT HESITATE TO BLOCK AND REPORT.🎀🎀🎀

^MY SONG GUYS!! REAL NOT FAKE!!^

•music i goon to: (the sounds of @iamthedisappearingboy whimpering and moaning) Hole, Zach Bryan, BVB, FIR, Billie Eilish, KoRn, Type O Positive, Some Metallicum, The Cure, Depeche Mode, She Wants Revenge, Some Linkin Park, Blink-182, Three Days Grace, Murderdolls, Lana Del Rey, Putrid Pile, Bad Omens, Cattle Decapitation, BMTH, 2Pac, Acid Bath, Alexisonfire, Evanescence, Kraanium, NIN, Marilyn Manson, Amy Winehouse, Elvis, No Doubt, Gwen Stefani, Bauhaus, Shitknot, older Green Day (i can bump some of their new stuff sometimes tho), Limp Dick (Bizkit), Bikini Kill, Beastie Boys, The Beatles, Fleetwood Mac, Black Sabbath, Rob Zombie, Cannibal Corpse, Clown Core, Genitorturers, Guttural Slug, Halsey, ICP, In This Moment, MIW, Jack Off Jill, Knocked Loose, KITTIE, Gaga, Lil Peep, Misfits, MSI, MCR, Mitski, A Perfect Circle, Sleep Token, Spiritbox, Sublime, some Taylor Swift, TOOL, and Suicide Silence. i could go on loll!! My Spotify<3

•movies/tv shows i like: The Office, Buffalo 66, Family Guy, The Simpsons, Sweeney Todd, Edward Scissorhands, Brooklyn 99, Supernatural, Scream (1996 ONLY), The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974), TWD, Misery, Karate Kid movies (3 is my favorite), Girl Interrupted, Ghost Adventures, shitty 2000s/2010s reality TV, Death Note, AOT, IT (1990 ONLY.), Cowboy Bebop, PLL, Stars Wars movies, Twilight movies, One Tree Hill, 10 Things I Hate About You, Scooby-Doo, Courage The Cowardly Dog, The Bride Of Frankenstein and Glee!! i watch other stuff that’s just the things that come to mind/are my favorites.

•i <3…music, ultra strawberry monster, fruit, sushi, clowns, cats, possums, raccoons, vinyls, clothes/makeup/fashion, sleep, my bed, rain, the Sims4, plushies, the Twilight books, 10 Things I Hate About You, fall, hot men😔, shitty low budget horror movies, gore, smashing my head against the wall and my moots!!<33

^^ME AND @iamthedisappearingboy^^ REAL NOT FAKE !!! NOT CLICKBAIT !!! MOMMY LOVES YOU KITTEN !!!

@iamthedisappearingboy IS FREAKIEST POOKIE FRFR ^_^ WE ARE MARRIED WITH 2 ADORABLE CHILDREN WHO ARE MY WORLD❤️LOVE YOU DADDY !!! XOXO BUNNY❤️🐰

•some other supa cool ppl… @blorppppp @naturalbornluvr @burningbeneaththeskyline @dead-end-gurl @kirkwahmmett @twilistx @y0urfav0r1te-emo @lubtubby @rottingapplegirl444 @born2d1elover @private-vampire @vampirecookieprincess @rankballs76 love all of you!!<333

Thank you for coming to my yap sesh!!<33

xoxo, Delilah!<33

[pictureinme]

Can I get a kitten x reader where the reader is taller and plus sized and quite insecure about it?

Thanks so much I love your work and I’m so glad someone is writing for Kitten ❤️

thank you so much for your rq love, i hope this is exactly what u needed ;) thank u for ur kind words <3 i had to start the kitten renaissance at some point !!! >:)

smile again

patricia 'kitten' braden x f!reader word count: ~1.1k tags: established relationship, self-image issues, suggestive dialogue, girlies out on the town yet again, kitten's underutilized sewing skills

(ao3)

The two of you walk down the quiet town streets, the early morning traffic not yet coming to pass. You always preferred shopping when the stores just open– you can get in and out with minimal issues. Kitten never minded this, she enjoyed waking early to see the sunrise and the birds sing. Her humming eases your mind, the typical anxiety of shopping for new clothes is something fierce.

“Did you want to stop in Lottie’s first? I saw you eyeing their new collection…,” Kitten squeezes your hand, smiling all the while.

“Maybe, I’m a bit nervous whether or not their clothes have gals like me in mind, you know?”

She pouts, understanding the sentiment, “You doubt my skills, love. I can alter anything to fit your perfect body, you know that!”

You exhale gently, smiling. She was a sweetheart to no end, even with the insecurity eating away at you, the warmth of her words enveloped you. Kitten walks with you to the clothing shop, a gem in your otherwise stagnant Irish town. The cashier greets you both with a kind and wrinkly smile, “Hello, girls! Anything you need, let me know, hm?”

Kitten nods sweetly at her as you both begin to traverse the aisles. You gaze upon the delicate fabrics, allowing yourself the pleasure of imagining yourself in such things. Making the mistake of actually picking an item to hold up against yourself in a mirror, you cringe at what you see. The shift dress seemed like it would be bodycon on you, and it didn’t even come close to your knees– let alone cover your behind.

The sigh you let out does not go unnoticed by your dear companion, and she quickly comes up behind to attempt to remedy the situation, “You okay, (Y/N)? If you’ve ‘accidentally’ nicked something, I won’t tell a soul.”

You giggle somewhat at her questioning, but eventually drop your shoulders, “I don’t know why I came out to the shops today, nothing’s gonna fit me. I think I might head back to our flat if that’s alright with you.”

“That isn’t alright with me in the slightest, love,” Kitten huffs, spinning you around to face her. “We haven’t even looked at the patterns! If they haven’t anything meant for your gorgeous figure, then I’m making it my responsibility to dress you in the finest of linens.”

Before you can protest, she drags you away towards the section filled with all the clothing patterns a seamstress could ever want. Kitten’s neverending enthusiasm for the world of fashion causes a grin to creep upon your face in the midst of self-consciousness. She scans the wall for the type of pattern she has in mind, and almost immediately spots it: a vintage McCall’s pattern for a shift dress, just like you were eyeing.

“Perfect! I can adjust the sizing just fine, and it’s only 10p!”

You look at the beautiful women depicted on the pattern’s label in all of their 60s styling, and hum, “You reckon I could look like that, Kitten dear?”

She turns to you, her posture straightening up, “Even better, my love.”

The image of Kitten sitting at her sticker-covered sewing machine with piles of various fabrics next to her was something out of a dream to you. Betwixt her lips were many a sewing pin, the dots of color complimenting her focused expression. You’re sat on the chaise lounge, peeking at her over your latest romance novel indulgence. She doesn’t notice your staring, she’s far too involved in the making of your dream dress.

“Kitten, may I ask you something?”

She perks up, and quickly removes the pins from her mouth before responding, “What is it, (Y/N) dear? Did you want to choose the fabric?”

You shake your head slightly, “I trust your judgment. Was just wondering if this was asking a lot of you, is all.”

Kitten sighs, smiling all the while, and puts the pins down on the table before approaching you, “Love, I’m the one who suggested this. I want you to feel good about yourself, and if I can help that with my sewing machine, I will.”

She leans down to kiss your forehead, and you lean into the gentle touch, “I know, I know. I just can’t help but worry.”

“I understand, doll. Trust me, I wouldn’t trade your body for any of those wans on the tabloids, you know that.”

You smile warmly, giggling, “I know, I know, but sometimes a gal wants to hear it from her own gorgeous wan…”

The two of you smile into each other’s embrace, and you quickly pull her down by the sleeve to kiss her on the lips. Kitten’s surprise is muffled by the plush feeling, and she quickly succumbs to your enthusiasm.

Before you can sneak your tongue inside, she pulls away, tutting, “Tryna distract me from my work, aren’t you? Naughty girl.”

You shrug coyly, “Can’t my pretty one take a break?”

Kitten doesn’t hesitate diving back in for more.

“Now, spin around for me, lovely!”

“Haven’t I spun enough, Kitten?”

Despite your protest, you spin at her command, the shift dress falling perfectly on your figure. Her prowess when it comes to making clothing was on full display with the way she elegantly adjusted the pattern to your specifications. It wasn’t too short or long and had enough give that you didn’t feel as though the cotton blend was trying to choke you to death.

The fabric Kitten had chosen in the end was an orange and white gingham pattern, and she added pockets per your request– a lady doesn’t always have a purse on her, as you explained. The mock neck hugged you just right, you truly felt like the 60s bombshell on the label.

You had done yourself up, Kitten practically forcing you to go out dancing with her once the dress was finished. The two of you really leaned into the 60s aesthetic, with gaudy jewelry, big hair, and, of course, kitten heels.

As she dabs the lip pencil on you, she grins, “D’ya like the dress, (Y/N) love?”

“I love it more than anything, darling,” you gaze at her delicate smile, “You treat me so well… thank you.”

“No need to thank me whatsoever,” Kitten smooths down your dress, taking in her handiwork, “I just want you to feel as good as you look, love.”

She pecks you on the cheek before applying her own lipstick, and you blush at the action, “Gonna make me jump your bones before we even head out the door, are you?”

Shrugging, Kitten giggles, “I wouldn’t mind being late…”

(if ur interested, this is the pattern kitten bought)

[florbexter]

Heyyyyyyyy

I love your TianWang very moments fics and just wanted to ask if you would maybe write something cute and sweet for them with a cat??

oh, thank you so much ❤️ how can I say no to a story with a cat T.T thank you for the prompt

warmth spilling over the edge [AO3]

Sheng Wang tried to make himself small. It wasn’t easy because he was 185 cm tall and tried to make himself small in the narrow space between Mr Ding’s little white house and its neighbour.

He even tried to breathe as shallow as possible but knew that in a few moments, he needed to take a big breath, or he would feel like suffocating.

“What are you doing?”

Sheng Wang flinched, turned to express his surprise with a slap on Jiang Tian’s shoulder and shushed him.

Jiang Tian caught his hand and crouched next to him, which was way more distracting than his sudden appearance.

“What are you doing?”, Jiang Tian asked again, this time in a whisper next to Sheng Wang's ear. It felt a little like a punishment for the slap.

Sheng Wang pressed his lips together and looked heavenwards to ask for patience.

“I heard something,” Sheng Wang whispered back.

Before he could explain further the little mew appeared again.

“That, did you hear that? There’s a cat.”

Jiang Tian frowned and slid closer. Now two big shadows stared into the narrow space. Sheng Wang hoped they emitted enough non-threatening vibes for the cat to not be afraid of them.

It took a few moments, an hour, three years until a small ball of fur appeared from a pile of abandoned tiles.

“A kitten,” Sheng Wang whispered. It was tiny, dirty and stared at them until it decided they were worth its time. With a much louder, demanding, meow it trotted towards them. Before Sheng Wang could react, Jiang Tian moved and snatched the kitten the moment it was within grabbing distance. The kitten yowled indignantly.

“It’s so tiny,” Sheng Wang said in awe. Now, in the bright noon daylight, it was revealed that the kitten wasn’t dark in colour, just dirty. White with orange spots all over it, like a cow, Sheng Wang thought amused.

The kitten had stopped yowling and seemed to enjoy Jiang Tian’s gentle strokes along its tiny body.

Sheng Wang scoffed and then tried not to blush.

“Where do you think it came from?”

“It’s hard to say. There are always cats around here. Some were abandoned, some dumbed here because people know Mr. Ding will take care of them.”

“Oh.” That was a sad thought.

“We should get it bathed and fed,” Jiang Tian said, and Sheng Wang followed him into the house.

Mr Ding wasn’t surprised about their new guest and just pointed them to a wash bowl they could use.

“Do you think we could smuggle it into the dorm?” Sheng Wang moved his fingers back and forth in front of the kitten, who tried to catch them, the fur on its head still a little damp. Its belly was round and full and while Sheng Wang’s finger seemed like an enticing catch it yawned a couple of times and at some point, just laid there and lazily slapped after them.

“I don’t think Gao Tianyang or Shi Yu could keep that a secret for long,” Jiang Tian said while he tried to dry the water stains on his uniform.

Sheng Wang pursed his lips. He never had a pet growing up.

After a silent battle that lasted only a few seconds the kitten fell asleep, outstretched, one soft paw against Sheng Wang’s finger. Sheng Wang leaned forward to lie his head against the couch and stare at the kitten. It was so tiny. It had little freckles all around its little nose.

“It has your eyes,” Jiang Tian said suddenly, and Sheng Wang frowned at him.

“Bright and shiny.”

It was the earnestness, Sheng Wang thought while the heat burned its way from his neck up his face. It was also the dimple and barely contained smile because Jiang Tian knew how much Sheng Wang liked to be complimented. It was Jiang Tian’s hand that joined him on the couch, brushed softly over the little paw, onwards to Sheng Wang’s finger.

Outside Mr Ding shook out laundry before he hung it on the line. The sun shone inside the house, and Sheng Wang felt Jiang Tian’s touch like a hug. He never wanted to leave.

end.

[underacalicosky]

#9 for the soft asks??

I’m having way to much fun with these soft dialogue prompt fills! Thanks for the request for #9! ❤️ This one is part of the Scruffed - Anakin vs The Cat universe. (I’m not above the toilet humor.)

9. “It’s all taken care of.” “Even the–?” “Everything.”

The Menace

“What is that smell?”

"What?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Did you...? It's okay if you did," Anakin added under his breath.

"Did I what?"

Anakin wrinkled his nose, turning to survey his borrowed quarters on the Negotiator. Pausing from the inventory check that they were doing on his datapad, Anakin scanned the room while the unpleasant odor became stronger. Next to him, Obi-Wan was also looking around before he froze.

“Oh dear,” Obi-Wan stated.

“What?” Anakin asked and brought his hand up to cover his nose. “Master--”

“Where’s the cat?” Obi-Wan said frantically.

At the same time, their eyes fell on the kitten, who was on the floor by Anakin’s bed, pawing next to his boots, on top of which was a fresh pile of--

“Bantha poodoo,” Anakin breathed.

Obi-Wan crossed the small quarters in three steps and scooped up the kitten. Anakin watched as Obi-Wan’s gaze locked on the bed and the wet spot on the blanket.

Crossing his arms, Anakin inhaled sharply through his nose and clenched his jaw, glaring at Obi-Wan and the cat in his arms.

“Anakin, I’m very sorry.”

Through their bond, he felt Obi-Wan nudge a gentle apology toward him, which Anakin brushed off, the equivalent of flinching away if Obi-Wan were to reach over and tuck a curl of hair behind Anakin’s ear.

“I will clean this up, I promise,” Obi-Wan said hurriedly. “Perhaps you could wait in my quarters in the meantime?” he suggested as the cat began nuzzling against his neck. It would only be matter of seconds before the kitten would start grooming Obi-Wan’s beard.

“You’re not letting the cat stay in my room while you clean up. I don’t trust him,” Anakin stated.

“No, you’re right. I’ll leave him with Cody,” Obi-Wan agreed.

Exasperated, Anakin uncrossed his arms and put a hand on his hip. “I don’t have boots.”

Moments later, after Anakin walked the short distance from his quarters to Obi-Wan’s in his socks, he’s sitting at his former master’s desk, idly scrolling through the inventory list. He put down the datapad and placed his elbows on the desk while he pressed the heels of his hands against his eyes.

Initially, Anakin was somewhat forgiving of the kitten’s behavior, assuming he needed time to adjust to his new surrounding after being separated from his cat family.

But the cat was just so much. He was a complete menace. He was constantly seeking Obi-Wan’s attention and praise. He would cry and whine until Obi-Wan gave him what he wanted. He was needy and possessive. He left a mess everywhere. He was always touching Obi-Wan or expecting Obi-Wan to touch him.

It was exhausting. Why did Obi-Wan put up with this?

Anakin heard the door to Obi-Wan’s quarters slide open.

“It’s all taken care of.”

“Even the-?”

“Everything.”

Anakin finally looked up to see Obi-Wan walking over to set his clean boots next to the chair he’s sitting in.

“Thank you for cleaning up after the kitten,” Anakin said quietly.

“I should be thanking you,” Obi-Wan responded with a smile and placed a hand on his shoulder. “For your patience. You’ve been so understanding and I appreciate that a great deal.”

Anakin felt the warmth of a blush blooming across his cheeks at Obi-Wan’s praise. “Of course, Master,” he said and bit the inside of his lip as he reached for his boots.

[lathalea]

💎 My Dear King,

I hope that you are willing to answer an ask on your relationship with your nephews.

First of all, I would like to complement you on doing such a great job helping raise them. But as we have heard many times your nephews Fili and Kili were quite the little troublemakers when they were young and I can imagine that it must have been hard for you to punish them because you clearly love them very much.

Just a little reminder in case you forgot ...

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Anyways, I know that they are adults now, but I can imagine that when they are together, they still get into trouble 😁 Do you still feel the urge to strangle ground them sometimes ?

PS. I'm pretty sure that you won't be able to stay angry at them for a very long time. Your nephews are adorable 😊

I understand that you are a very busy king, but I hope that you will give us a little insight in your family life, because, like you, we all love your family very much.

Thank you My King

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Dearest Lady Enchantzz,

How nice it is to hear from you again, my lady!

I hope that you are well despite the harsh winter weather. My youngest nephew insisted on sending you a parcel containing a thick blanket made of the finest mountain goat wool, a bottle of mulled wine, and a kitten (yes, a KITTEN) to keep you warm. When Crooc, the raven who is currently waiting by my desk to head out with my letter to you, heard about my dear nephew’s proposal, commented on it with these words: “Do I look like a donkey to you, Prince Kili?” “A winged one, yes,” chuckled my sister-son.

“If I’m a winged donkey to you, you are a complete ass!” Crooc retorted. 

At that Fili laughed out loudly, saying, “You’re not wrong, Crooc.”

His brother retaliated by grabbing him and pressing against the wall.

“I am NOT an ass!” Kili shouted.

Fili did not respond with words – he simply pushed Kili away. Kili stumbled backwards and landed on the top of my desk, still holding on to Fili. They scuffled for a while, ignoring both my shouts polite requests to stop this nonsense and Crooc’s annoyed cawing. In the process, they destroyed a few of my newest quills, scattered my parchments and broke my ink bottle. Its contents spilled over the desk and a pile of important documents. When the puddle of ink reached the raven, painting its talons blue, he beat his wings and started circling my battling sister-sons (who at that time resembled a heap of arms and legs on the floor), croaking loudly.

I managed to separate these two somehow and remove them from my study in haste. Only then did I find a moment to clean my face and garments from the splattered ink, with moderate success. What was worse, I discovered that my letter was destroyed in the process. That is why the letter you are holding in your graceful hands is my second attempt at writing to you. This time I succeeded, but I will have to think of an adequate punishment for these two rascals.

You asked me whether I would like to strangle my sister-sons at times? No, not at all! That thought has never crossed my mind. Certainly not today — neither on the day they filled my boots with wine (the sour smell is still there, by the way), and nor on the day when they placed several cave rats in my mother’s wardrobe, claiming they needed a new home after one of the mine tunnels collapsed. You can rest assured that I do not wish to injure them in any way. With the exception of maiming them, perhaps.

Do not be alarmed, dear lady, it was merely a jest. They are my heirs, after all. Is it of any significance that now my valet, the laundry workers, and my tailor will have their hands full with attempting to remove the ink stains from my best royal garments or mend my tunic if it is not possible? What about my secretary, the royal scribes, and me devoting our time to recreating the contents of the destroyed documents? And I am certain that the Master Carpenter who made my desk will be thrilled when he sees the stains that will have to be somehow removed from the wood. No, no injuries whatsoever.

That is how my family life looks this winter. Every single Dwarf is cooped up under our Mountain and the constant snowstorms make it difficult to enjoy the beauty of the season in full. It is truly a quiet time of peace. With the exception of the rather loud sounds I hear daily from the corridor outside my door. They are echoing against the walls again as I write these words and sound suspiciously like my beloved sister’s voice. Dis calls for her sons and when I hear the anger in her exclamations, I recall that she inherited her temper from our mother. I am certain that my dear sister-sons are escaping as far from that voice as they can. I wonder what they did this time. Have they made another ice skating rink in the Entrance Hall? Or have they put red ants in the Woodland Realm’s ambassador’s coffers again? Whatever they did, I will be more than happy to witness the moment when Dis descends upon them. I assure you, my lady, her wrath is much more pernicious than my attempts at strangling them (which I firmly deny, of course).

I hope that in these dire circumstances you will forgive me for ending my letter here. Crooc demands another treat and I would rather not antagonise my winged messenger when he is to fly to you with this letter. May he find you in good spirits and health!

Your humble servant,

👑 Thorin Oakenshield