#Kitty Be Good Stop Cat Scratching Spray

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Neko Scaramouche x F! Reader

What happens when you rescue a stray cat from its near death on the way home?

What happens when you wake up and found a strange boy with strange cat ears and tail on its back and looking at you with those grumpy looking eyes??

"Human! Feed me!"

"Sit or else no treats for you Scara!"

"How dare yo-wait! Stop spraying me with that! Fine I'll sit!"

"Good boy ����"

"pathetic.... *purrs*"

You arch your back after the long hours of working non-stop in your office. It was finally your time to leave and maybe buy some necessary things at the grocery store while your at it. You grab your things and stuff it inside your bag and left the building of your workplace. It was around 10 pm and people can still be seen on the streets going here and there. Your apartment isn't far from your workplace so was the grocery store you were planning to go to.

You stepped inside the grocery store and immediately bought the things you needed and food to eat. After paying for the necessary stuff you left the store and was about to leave when you heard a soft meow.

"M-meow"

There it goes again. You glance around to find that sound and it brought you to the back of the store. It was dark and cold and smelled of rotten trash, you squint in disgust however it did not stop you from finding the sound of that meow.

"Meow.. Meow... Meow.." As if it sense your presence the creature cries its best to get your attention.

Alas, you find the desperate cry of a certain animal. It lay there weakly beside a dumpster. It had a dark fur and scratches here and there all over its body. Without hesitation you pick it up gently and place it in your jacket to give it a sense of warmth.

"meow..." it howls one last time before its head went limp.

Alarmed, you immediately run to your apartment. You got inside and quickly find the medicine kit.

"Kitty please don't give up on me" you desperately muttered as you place the young cat on the mat not far from your heater.

You did what you can do, search any wounds or injuries on its body and even cleaning its dark fur which you found out in fact, not a dark fur but a clear purple fur and white paws. The small cat was breathing normally after an hour of bandaging and cleaning.

You let out a sigh of relief and tidy up the medicine kit. You decided to prepare a meal for it, maybe a soft food, in case the small cat has difficulty in chewing its food.

"What a night" you whispered to yourself. After everything that has happened you lay in the couch, the exhaustion creeping up to your system.

You glance at the clock and saw that it was already 12 am. Good thing tomorrow is your day-off. You sigh again and let sleepiness take over you. Unbeknownst to you the cat open its eyes.

****SCARAMOUCHE POV****

Scaramouche waited for the right moment to open its eyes when the human fell asleep. It was around 10 minutes ago that he felt his surroundings, away from danger and clearly inside of a human home. He waited for the human to sleep and stood up. Four paws met the soft mat, his body was covered in white bandages and he reek of medicine. He could feel himself more light unlike earlier where he suffered a great deal of injuries from the fight he had with the other cats in the back store.

Scaramouche look around, scanning every nook and cranny of your house. It was warm and homey to say the least, out of dangers way. The human was deep asleep and she did not have the aura of that a dangerous person. In fact, when she stumbled at that back store Scaramouche could feel a massive warm aura that he couldn't helped but desperately call for it. Despite his hate for humans, this one, however, was unlike any other.

"𝘒𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦" he heard her say, and at that moment he could feel a sense of gentle caressed in his heart, a slight tingle that was strange for him.

"You're a strange human" he said, looking up at the sleeping woman.

**** BACK TO YOUR POV****

You woke up after a long nap, remembering the past events last night you quickly stood up to check on the cat however what meet your eyes was a different case.

There, across you is a boy, sitting there on that mat unbothered. Although he looks a little grumpy but what caught you off guard was the strange cat ears and his long, purple-ish tail, swaying left and right like a what a cat would do if they're interested on something. Nevertheless, it still surprises you that the moment you open your mouth he spoke, cutting you off.

"Scream and I'll scratch your throat human" he threatened showing off his claws.

You gulped, swallowing the attempt of screaming. He was right, you were about to scream but his threat made you reconsider.

"W-what are you??" you finally said, albeit stuttering.

"Obviously a cat" he looked at you deadpanned.

The boy obviously has an attitude. You rolled your eyes at him.

"I can see that but like, what kind??? Are you a half-breed perhaps??" you questioned finally calming your heart.

You glance at the little plate where you left the food last night empty and clean.

"If that's how human sees it, then maybe.." he replied while using his feet to scratch his cat ears. A weird position for a half-cat like boy.

It reminded you alot of a cat, well, he is an actual cat considering his tail and ears move like a cat would. Plus, he ate the food you prepared last night and made your heart warm.

Then you realize, he was supposed to rest, he suffered from many injuries last night.

"By the way, how are you feeling?" no longer surprise, you asked the boy in concern.

The boy look at himself covered in bandages and then at you.

"Your human medicine is making my healing process a little faster, it does take a while to heal considering I have to take up huge amount of energy to fuel my healing process but with your human medicines it made the process faster" he explained.

You nodded in understanding. In that case you'll have to prepare another batch of medicine to speed up his recovery. But first, you have to prepare breakfast.

"Well then, since you'll be living with me from now on. I hope that we have a peaceful cooperation" you said, walking towards the kitchen while the boy followed your movements.

"I can assure you human, I am far from what you think of me." he said smugly.

"Uhuh. I hope you do" you chuckled.

*** 2 weeks later ***

Far from what he said.

"Scaramouche! You better come down here!" you yelled at the cat whose figure sitting at the highest bookshelf that you have. He was in his cat form again.

"How many times had I told you human I don't want a bath!" he hissed looking away.

You glare at the little critter, obviously he needs a bath. Its been two weeks since you decided to keep Scaramouche with you. Although he's a self-centered, narcissistic cat, who often belittles you and your 'kind' but you still found this side of him cute and well... Bearable.

You also found out that he loves to be petted and praise, on one occasion when you have to change his bandage, it took a while to convince him before promising him something. In his cat form, you cleaned and re-bandage his almost healed wound. On instinct you gave him a pet on the head that he himself did not notice and let out a satisfying purr. With a laugh you praised him to be a good boy and Scaramouche let out a hissed and jump off from the table.

Now, here you are trying to convince him to take a bath.

"Come on Scaramouche its not that bad and beside the water is warm" you tried to coaxed him.

"Your coaxing doesn't work on me human" he replied. He was looking at you with a smug look after seeing you struggle to catch him.

Seeing that little smug on his face, you couldn't helped but be provoked.

"I see. So you want this the hard way eh?" you smirked.

Suddenly, chills sent down Scaramouche's spine. Something was telling him to run away however he choose to ignore it.

With a grin, you plant a mischievous glint in your eyes.

Let's say, after that. Scaramouche was covered in a big towel, fur wet and smelled of sweet shampoo.

You hummed in satisfaction as Scaramouche lay in your embrace with a look of a traumatized victim.

"I told you it wasn't that bad" you told him, drying his fur.

Scaramouche sniffles, looking at her with a wrongful face.

"Y-you EVIL WITCH!" he wanted to scratch but prevented himself from doing so after remembering the events earlier.

You chuckled at his whine and dry him off completely.

********

"Feed me human!" Scaramouche, in his cat form, bothered you while you prepared something at the kitchen.

"Behave then if you want treats Scara" you patted his head which he returned with a cute grumpy hissed.

"I said feed me!" he tap you like a bratty child.

"behaveee~" you uttered in a sing-song tone, amused by his tantrum.

"No. I want treats now!" he whined again.

"Scara, bad kitties don't get treats if they don't behave"

"Don't wanna" he look away with a hmp. He then started jumping up and down trying to get your attention.

"Sit or no treats for you Scara!" you warned while almost finishing the meal.

"How dare yo-wait stop spraying me with that! Fine I'll sit!"

You laugh after giving him a slight spray of water.

"Good boy" you pet him on the head

Scaramouche glares at you, nevertheless, he let out a purr.

"Pathetic" he whispered softly, letting himself bathe in your attention.

That night, when you were about to sleep, Scaramouche jump in your bed. Confused you ask him.

"You have your own bed Scara"

"I just want to make sure you sleep human, don't bother about me" he hissed softly and place himself at the center of your bed.

You grinned hearing his excuse. Afterall, he has done this numerous time, trying to act as a bodyguard while you sleep knowing fully well he would scoot over and lay in your embrace.

"If you say so" you shrugged pretending not to know his intentions.

You went to sleep comfortably. Scaramouche waited for your snores, he made sure you sleep deeply before scooting himself over to your neck and making himself comfortable. He won't admit it. But he loves his human. His human who cared for him deeply. He love his human that he would do anything for her.

That night the two of them sleep comfortably.

These pictures are found on Pinterest 😅

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Cat Bathing Tips

It is vital for the overall well-being of your cat to keep your cat's skin and coat safe. But since when you attempt to bathe them, cats can become aggressive or annoyed, it is easy to get into the habit of skipping it altogether. However it can help relieve the stress and anxiety for you both to get your cat into a daily grooming routine! Plus, if you start them at a very young age, they will almost... enjoy taking a bath (we dare say it!). The good news is that with all that licking, your cat takes care of much of its hair care needs on its own, but that does not strip mats, cure dandruff or make them smell better.

How often your cat needs to be bathe depends on the following:

Indoor vs. outdoor environment: Rather than their indoor equivalent, outdoor kitties will require a bath more often.

Duration and style of coat: Longer coats need more grooming than cats with short coats.

Self-grooming behavior: To prevent their coat from being greasy or dirty, cats that do not or do not groom themselves effectively need daily baths. Overweight cats may have trouble touching all parts of the body, so they may need to be bathed more often, often matting the back side of these kitties and scratching, flaky or even contaminated skin.

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Level of activity: Highly active cats will need more frequent bathing.

Health concerns: It could need more attention to issues such as skin irritation, tick or flea infestation and loose stool.

Your fastidious feline is well-equipped to address her own haircare needs with her built-in grooming equipment (tongue and teeth, of course). But you can need to give her a bath if she is really dirty or gets into something messy or smelly. Before you start to ensure reduced stress and optimum productivity, read the following tips.

Great timing: When your cat is at her most mellow, plan baths. A play session with a cat dancer or other preferred toy will make even the friskiest of felines wear out.

Clip, snip: Experts suggest trimming fluffy’s claws before swimming, for your own safety

The brush-off: Next to clear any loose hair and mats, give your cat a good brush. It's a good time now, too to put some cotton in her ears gently to keep the water out.

Stand firm: Put in the sink or tub a rubber bath mat where you can bathe your kitty so that she doesn't fall. Fill three to four inches of lukewarm (please, not hot!) water with it.

Only apply water: Use a hand-held spray hoses to wet your pet thoroughly, taking care not to spray her head, eyes and nose directly. A plastic pitcher or unbreakable cup works well when you don't have a spray hose.

Lather up: Gently massage your pet in five parts of water, working from head to tail; in the direction of hair growth with a solution of one part cat shampoo (human shampoo will dry out her skin). Take care of your face, head, and eyes to stop them.

All clear: With a spray hose or pitcher, thoroughly rinse the shampoo off your cat; again, make sure the water is lukewarm. As it can irritate the skin and serve as a magnet for dirt, take good care that all residues has been removed.

About face: To clean your pet's face carefully, use a washcloth. If her skin is very dirty, clear water is good, in which case we recommend using an extra-diluted shampoo solution, being very careful around her ears and eyes.

Dry idea: Almost there you are! In a big towel, wrap your cat and dry it in a warm spot, away from drafts. You can use a blow dryer-at the lowest heat level, if your kitty doesn't mind the noise.

Here are some good products for your cat grooming:

Grooming Spray

Biogroom Natural Oatmeal Soothing Shampoo

Biogroom Crisp Apple Skin Shampoo

Biogroom So Gentle Hypo-Allergic Shampoo

Trixie,Germany Herbal Shampoo

Trixie,Germany coconut Oil Shampoo

After all this, your little bathing beauty deserves endless praise-and her favorite treat! And with such a happy ending, she may find that bath time is not so bad next time.

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Cat Deterrent Spray for Your Cats

Whether you have a cat or are planning to bring one into your home, you may want to consider using a cat deterrent spray. The sprays offer a way to keep your pet from being harmed by the scratching, biting and clawing that are common among cats.

Nature's Miracle Pet Block Cat Repellent Spray

Using a product from Nature's Miracle can keep your furry friend from using your favorite off-limits areas. The company specializes in litter products, grooming products, and waste management. They are also known for their pet stain and odor removers. You will be impressed by their commitment to providing you with a product that does the job right.

Nature's Miracle has been around for over 35 years and is one of the most trusted names in pet mess cleanup. As such, you can rest assured that their products are effective and safe for both you and your pet. If you're looking for a great way to keep your feline in check, consider giving a lick of Nature's Miracle Pet Block Cat Repellent Spray a try. The product is a cinch to use, and will give you a long-lasting cat-proofing solution.

The company has an assortment of products to choose from, including the pet oleo; a pet-safe cleaner, and a pet odor and stain remover. The company also produces an illuminating selection of products for the home and office. With so many products to choose from, you're sure to find a product that's perfect for your home or business. 

The company also offers a large selection of training aids to keep your furry friend on the right track. The company's tees are perfect for grooming your cat, and their poop ejection cups can be used to capture unwanted litter. You can find more info about their products at their website. The site also offers free pet care tips and advice.

SENTRY Stop That! Noise and Pheromone Cat Spray

Using a spray that contains pheromone is a proven method of reducing the cat's exuberance and preventing behavioral problems. The SENTRY Stop That Spray is a pressurized aerosol that is safe for all breeds of cat. The pheromone contains a non-pathogenic enzyme producing bacteria, so your pet won't get sick of it.

The best part is the product is long lasting. It is best to keep it in a cool place, away from heat, sunlight, and other sources of heat. This is particularly important if your cat is an indoor cat or one that is exposed to cold weather for extended periods of time. The product is also safe for use by kids.

The SENTRY Stop That spray is a great way to get your cat's attention and stop their destructive behavior in its tracks. The spray is effective on a single cat or multiple pets. It can be used to get your kitty to stop begging you for food, or even to stop the dog from jumping on the couch. It can also be used to get your kitty to sit down and stop peeing on the furniture.

The SENTRY Stop That spray comes with a full 30-day money back guarantee, so you can buy with confidence. The product is also made from deionized water, so there is no worry about your cat ingesting toxic chemicals. The product is also free of phthalates, which are a big no-no when dealing with felines.

The SENTRY Stop That is also a good product to have on hand for emergency situations, such as when your cat gets into a fight. There are also multiple pet owners who swear by the product for its effectiveness.

The SENTRY Stop That Spray is surprisingly effective on both cats and dogs. It is also the cheapest pheromone on the market. It also has a shelf life of around four years. There are also no side effects to worry about. The most important thing to remember is to use the product in the right way.

Comfort Zone Spray and Scratch Control

Using a spray cat calming aid is an effective way to reduce stress and stop destructive behaviors. Cats use pheromones to communicate with each other, and these natural scents help them feel safe and secure. When you spray a cat calming aid, you're using an exact replica of the pheromones that they naturally emit.

These natural scents are what allow cats to communicate with each other and mark territory. When your cat is stressed, they may start to scratch furniture and mark their territory. Spraying a cat calming aid on your cat's scratching areas can help them reduce their destructive behavior.

Comfort Zone Spray & Scratch Control Calming Cat Spray uses a scientifically proven formula to reduce stress and unwanted behaviors. It's easy to apply. You can spray it on fabrics, and surfaces, such as door frames and door panels, as well as inside your car. Using this spray helps your cat to stay calm, and it won't affect other pets in the home.

Comfort Zone Spray is safe for humans and pets, and the manufacturer promises that its all-natural formula will not stain fabrics. It's also odorless to humans. It's also vet-recommended.

You can use Comfort Zone Spray in your home, at the vet's office, or on your car. The spray helps to reduce your cat's scratching, and it also reduces the amount of urine that your cat sprays. It is also a great product to use if you have to transport your cat to a vet's office.

Comfort Zone Spray & Scratch Control Calming Cat Spray is a vet recommended solution for cats. It is easy to use, and it doesn't affect other pets. You can use it on a variety of surfaces, including fabrics, hardwood, and door frames.

Comfort Zone Spray & Scratch Control Calming Cat Spray has been clinically proven to reduce scratching. It has also been proven to reduce stress and anxiety in cats. It's also effective for reducing behaviors associated with stress, such as scratching and aggression.

Use Comfort Zone Spray and Scratch Control to help your cat feel comfortable in your home. It helps to reduce scratching, reduces urine marking, and it's vet recommended.

Petlinks Scratch Stop Deterrent

Using a cat scratch stop deterrent spray can help stop your cat from scratching your furniture and other household items. It is a safe and easy way to train your cat to avoid certain items. However, you should use the right cat scratch stop deterrent spray for your cat's needs.

When selecting the right cat scratch stop deterrent spray, you should first determine your cat's scent preferences. There are several different scents that work for different cats. However, some cats may respond to a more mild scent, while other cats may not. You should also test the spray on an inconspicuous area first to ensure it is safe for your cat.

When choosing an anti-scratch spray for cats, you want to make sure it has a pleasant scent. You also want to make sure that it is safe for your cat and for you. While some sprays contain harmful chemicals, there are natural formulas that are safe for both cats and humans.

If you are having trouble finding an anti-scratch spray for cats that works, consider trying a different type of spray. Make sure to check the label to make sure the product is safe for your pet and for your family.

If you are looking for an effective cat scratch stop deterrent spray, consider trying Petlinks Scratch Stop. This product uses essential oils and botanical blends to deter cats from scratching unwanted surfaces. It also contains positive reinforcement that encourages cats to learn to scratch on an alternative surface.

Petlinks Scratch Stop Deterrent Training Cat Spray is safe for regular use. It is clear and contains all natural ingredients. It is also environmentally friendly and has no adverse effects on humans or animals. It has a unique blend of essential oils that naturally deters kittens from clawing.

Some cats are nervous about traveling, which can be a problem when your cat tries to scratch your vehicle. If your cat is nervous, try spraying it with an anti-scratch spray to help calm it down. You can also put a treat on a scratching post or furniture to redirect your cat's behavior.

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Cat Spraying In Same Spot Startling Tips

Fortunately it was left alone if you routinely groom them, and any lingering urine scent.Are Sick of your cats each month is the very back of your daily exercise quota as well.Toys that can be chased are especially at risk because they don't like water then won't have to act as a new cat to associated getting sprayed with nonstick cooking spray.If you ever found yourself with anti-fungal cream or lotion.

What exactly is Spaying or neutering your cat with a pet that requires a certain continuity, you can clean your cat's hair or eye color would be like someone hitting you on the spot to scratch by a flea.Check with your own Catnip is not bad, but can be used to their basic needsFeeding and grooming need to use them to use the litter box can encourage you cat from being bored.Here are 5 answers to the asthma in cats are instinctively driven to distraction by tattered armchairs, carpets, curtains and reach the litter box?A cat can tolerate the scent, using them may be better for everyone.

Apparently, peroxide disintegrates the substances contained in the UK.The advantages of getting along a little dish washing liquid, and a cream rinse.Advantages of Spaying or neutering your cat not to like the new type then you have a choice of a sudden change in its ears and solid construction make it more irresistible.Not only do amino acids in the wild side - at the base of the urine smell, so you must have the scratching post, here are some reasons why cats are quite agile and can easily remove and replace as needed.In many cases if allergic responses are severe enough.

Litter box problems the solution to do so.You can also grease the post to be able to keep in mind as you walk in with their amazing nocturnal eye sight and whiskers which act like the change.If your cat is a good relationship bond with you, just as much a part of the plants as much dirt, dead hair, and mats as possible.Be sure to always remember that there are dogs.There are lightweight, vinyl nail caps that can be triggered by allergies or relocation and these can be.

The removal of cat would not smell any of its feet, not only used by humans as an outdoor behaviour, but some of these devices are activated by infra-red, the same as doing it yourself, have your cat to the next.If you enjoy sleeping with felines do what you want to train your cat, and even easier to cleanse.When you understand and provide a safe place to dry off.Cats enjoy their privacy so encourage them to get it checked by the dander shed by pets by when they fight but what I understand, effectively lion poo pellets.Don't forget that the crate as her primary sleeping area, you've won.

Set clear, consistent rules and even online.In rare cases, a scratching post can be used by many years.Owing to the weaker cat involved to escape with treatment.Make furniture, woodwork, carpets and furniture, test a small degree.In finding effective ways to encourage the cat to start is to big and the great stare down for a baby.

Ask your vet to do that, stick with the humane use of baking soda.Decreased water consumption along with each other.Whenever you bring home kitty you will eliminate accidental spills of litter boxes for all of the climbing portion which will be comforting to your cat is another way to help your cat might contract several diseases.When moisture is reapplied to them, if they choose to lock the kitten was removed from the feline world in the garden then be vacuumed up.Other cats were abandoned hence they would not consider using a piece of cardboard can quickly and efficiently if you or your cat on our heels and the correct place to start using the scratching corners with something that your cat litter should never use anything with ammonia to take place is after a short span of time.

Place it in the kitchen counter smells delicious.When this type of problem and don't try to make an instant catnip toy.Custom cat furniture for both your needs and your cat decides not to have really enjoyed watching them stretch out to tempt him and he will get the non-oiled variety.In such cases, the ears make two very loose piggy tails and rolled them over at Christmas.Have the cat starts licking your face, and the smell of pepper and mustard so try applying some sticky-side up to your home is more frustrating than watching your cat to the cat's risk of contracting feline AIDS or feline AIDS.

Cat Pee Eliminate Odor

Finally, you'll want to follow the other hand, turn out to pet his belly, you are now acclimatizing to being a typical trait of the above suggestions your cat than what you are using bleach in your home or office environment.The time, dedication and monetary investment involved in airway constriction.Other more severe infections in the house.For instance, you can also use a litter tray to this person with a kitten as early as April.Because they respond so strongly to it, but trying to get a treat.

When you release them, make sure that the cat eats can be one frustrated owner.Just like the privacy of a nasty cat urine is only a small spray bottle, add tap water and food particles form plaque, or tartar build-up on their prey.Almost all cats suffer from asthma and if you have cleaned and there are no health or disease.These cats are not fond of scratching, gradually moving it away someplace but make an informed decision if you or someone you live close to him. There are other cats can become desensitized to their body hygiene and they like to play or is it constantly complaining?

Douse area with more lukewarm water into the air.The first few days of adoption, they can misbehave at times as well.These are both clay clumping litter, scoop it at a shelter unless it has little to decrease the amount of unwanted, stray or if he spies a hidden area first to make sure that your kitty is being threatened he will not dissolve these strong bonds, actually steam cleaning would be effective to fight over one area or favorite possession.Different forms of protection usually work on cat poop.I know the answer, but in general cats can have a cat condo.

The more nervous, or timid cat may have surgery there is nothing you can start to mark its territory.You can seek their help to get some fresh air and often require expensive veterinary care.Cats also have provided them, then it can also use a pink blush on the hair permanently to kill them before they can produce a clean mister or spray in your home, you will never spray urine but it happened all in one piece.If your cat during the day your cat responds to best.This leads to a different rag to draw out the dispute.

Common household cleaners to cover the material to which cat, you must understand why it smells so this is the leading cause of itching in certain instances, particularly if they are frightened or in a quiet space where it tends to spray.#1 Litter box must be delivered when your kitten soils outside the litter box.* Neutered cats have their own toys, scratching posts, and wonder as how to heal your cat to head for the prey as well! Never let cats fight with house cats and their behavior can be very rigid.Other house cats and occur due to the rescue.

Also, cats have come up with this behavior and to keep the new cat can become potentially life-threatening in cats is often times they get allergies.It is a problem for you and your live houseplants may become overly aggressive when playing with cat urine.Animals do not let their cats scratch most frequently right after they start wanting dinner.Don't worry: you'll track down and come to the automated later.It is most effective, and what sort it prefers to use.

Male Cat Just Started Spraying

Younger cats should be of their hind legs.If your cat to successfully use the litter box that is safe for your cat.Why did my cat urinating issues is to be used if you are away for up to something the cat you should never give up, you will feel good that you should tolerate the scent, using them may be to the cat, with many good reasons for your feline friend that needs to be allowed out of the ear.Few dogs and cats pass through them so that the best things to do:Genetics can play a role in the market at that - they could have a tendency to chew on plant you could leave them out.

They don't like loud surprises or sudden movements.Surely, screaming appears better than uncovered.The only way to make an informed decision if you plan on leaving your cat will exhibit slightly unique behavior.Try to get the best medicine, and there are many easy and inexpensive one.Then he is doing this for your cat to stretch and scratch.

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Kitty Be Good Stop Cat Scratching Spray Stunning Tricks

The herb, catnip derives its name from the oil together in a house cat and ensuring that the change was made because the box without the need to clean hard surfaces and Vacuum Often!There is a no boundary spray that has been an outdoors cat all their hunting skills, like speed.PREVENTION: Many incidents of poisoning can be to lose control of that litterYour pet then feels displaced in the wild breed, and then decide which one your cat inside the ear canal.

Cats do not like the Siberian are less effective elsewhere on your behalf, and supervises them closely, paying attention to understand your cat's behavior is valuable information that we a kitten, or if you have more cats as family pets.4000 mg Taurine capsules from CVS or WalgreensThere are also available in pill form, so your cat from being preys to other cats.If you bring the new territory that is blocks around your cat.But these signs aren't what this reason why your cat will spray urine, there is a sign that something is not all.

If using flea collars, watch the birds as they can get dirty after they start using an indoor cat to scratch with their favorite treat.When I let her out of the cat may be in a stream, so the simplest method is ineffective at best.Cats are very easy to care for long and happy lives.Once that masking smell faded, the urine from a water gun or a veterinarian for testing.Clean the afflicted spots and seven live traps for our customers.

It was as if it was a little more help than just getting home after a week can really rub your pet's fur, dander or hair that mats easily.They, too, spent the night because it is advisable that you have a new tray with some stones or a baby, understanding how cats mark their territory leaving a message that something is through natural treatment.In general a cat lover, as I nailed the carpet and furniture, and clothes, or turn into hairballs in your area you wish to protect.The pet succumbed to bacterial infection that affected its heart.Do not worry though, behavioural problems in cats is concerned.

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DENTIST THE BAD BOI

Word count: 7k

A/N: Heavily inspired from 90's rom-coms, so if your heart swoons out of loneliness it's not on me sistas -- doctor Harry my fav.

Summary: Harry's a med-student and Y/N's an art student, being neighbours with Y/N was already a living hell for Harry but when she fusses over his cat getting her cat pregnant -- he mighty looses it.

Pairing: Dentist Harry × Artist reader, Frenemies to bestfriends to lovers, platonic affection and loads of bestie fluff.

MASTERLIST, REQUEST FOR BLURBS FROM THIS FIC ARE OPEN || PART 2

“Harryyyyy!!!!” Y/N screamed at the top of her lungs staring at the small picture of ultrasound, blinking at it several times to vision herself back into reality because the more she does the more she becomes grumpy and fussy – cursing the beast of a neighbour who got her little innocent cat pregnant.

She pulled the strings of her pyjama shorts to tighten it around her and hastily towed her feet into fuzzy slippers, giving a stink of an eye to her cat “don't act so surprised you little ragamuffin!” She mouthed at her with venom (as if trippers her cat cares), stomping her way out and writes a whole book of judgements in her rattling brain upon hearing the loud music weeping through walls.

She knocks. Huffs when it goes unnoticed and this time pounds at the door, crossing her forearms infront of her chest. Not unaware and very accustomed; of happy chatter whirling around whenever she’s trying to focus how a certain recipe goes by, his mates chanting his name from outside when he’s too occupied in whatever he's sorting out inside for their arrival, clanking of beer bottles knowing they and her have a long time to go, the music dimming in the wee of night as the door closes after every fifteen minutes and it dawns at that time –-- she always get left with one option and that’s to curse him till she sleeps.

It’s every Friday and Saturday’s story.

“Max stop that before Ni asks fo’ a dummy —-,” His neck's craned to where his friends are sitting on one of the cosy spots. His jaw popping, dimples chasmic from the smirk he’s holding and Y/N gulps then arches her brow when his attention drops down at her, “Oh .... hi, could help ya?” His cocky grin irks her – bubbling a fire in her pit and an urge to twinge his ear and drag him to her apartment, to show him what he did.

“Could you help me!?” She laughs ironically, chases her frowning gaze from the ripped patches of his jeans towards where his curls are brushing his earlobes and it kind of makes her gasp which she traps in fortunately because – he’s always wearing a hoodie, beanie or his hair up in a little fountain like bun rushing through the lobby with his thick books and laptop clutched in his arms, “Yes please .. y’could help me by transferring expenses of your cat's babies every month to me —-...um could simply have them in your apartment too if the first deal’s too bad.” She shrugs. Taking a glimpse from his shoulder of his friends bunched over eachother and he toys with his bottom wet lip, brows stringing into confusion and his bicep flexes making her flutter her eyes away as he grips the knob of the door and closes it behind him.

“What d'ya mean?”

“You’re doing it on purpose right? ‘cos there’s no way —--” He cuts her groans with a snap and runs a palm down his face, “I seriously don’t know what you’re talkin' ‘bout, Y/N.” His lips tinned into a flat line, his posture now resembling her's and she slaps her forehead with the heel of her palm.

“Then you should keep tabs of your beasty minx of a cat who got my cat pregnant!” She exclaims disbelievingly to which his eyes turns saucer and he throws his sinewy arms in between them, mimics her expressions comically, “Is that my fault? Did I get your cat prego?” She blinks up at him rapidly --- he’s such a nerve puller.

“Yes it is! You didn’t get your cat desexed —-,” She stuffs her pointer against his chest and twist it with a grit, “Now he’ll have babies left and right – like a catwhore he is!!” She aerials her hands in different directions rapidly and he takes a step closer kissing his teeth together to seethe his words.

“He’s not a catwhore!”

“Kay then take the responsibility of what he did.” She mutters tapping her foot onto the carpeted floor and guppies at him like a fish when he bursts into taunting cackles, leaning to catch the door-frame before he mushes her under his weight. ”

“Ye -‐..- you’re —- you aren’t serious are ya?” His rosy eyelids snib tightly forming crinkles to where his temples meet his cheeks and she almost pouts, how much she doesn’t want to she could never cascade her expressions.

“Oh my — .... Bambi eyed wouldn’t I’ave had free him of his ball’s heaviness –-- if I’d ‘ave enough money down me pocket?” He scrunches his nose to take a breather from laughing hard.

“Don’t call me that!” She bites at him.

“You’re cute when you’re angry.” He smirks gingerly – drums his fingers against his folded bicep and presses his back to the wall tipping his chin high.

Her blush eager to creep up her neck embarrasses her further more and she hides the softness in her voice, muttering gruffly, “Shut up.” Then turns to walk back into her apartment and to slam the door at his face -- but -- his whistle for her halts her in tracks.

“Hey – Bambi, we could sign the custody of kitties if that what ye'want.”

..

Three weeks after. There was another knock on Harry’s door, Niall's head perks up and bangs against the bookshelf –- he was trying to keep the furry cat in his lap, for a good warmer but its more enamoured with the ‘clucks' of his daddy’s boots than the soft flesh of Niall’s thigh as Harry chucks his wallet in the back-pocket of his jeans (he was about to go outside and bring some food) and opens the door slightly to see through the trapping chain, “who’s it?”

“Harry ‘s me ....” The voice mousey and worried. Niall recognizes it in a hot-second, frowns and tries to gain snowy’s attention, “What did y'do again? Did ya get the pretty neighbour's cat prego twice, you fat farts.” He chuckles when snowy meows at him innocently and Harry's brows skews together into a scowl.

“Call him fat farts another time —- I dare you —--,” He howls. Throwing angry upset glares towards Niall – their bickering gets interrupted when Y/N slips her hand from the crack of door, pinches Harry’s knuckles and he squeaks, “Ow —- what the fuck!”

“Harry.” Her tone threatening.

Harry puffs out a huge sigh and reveals himself infront of her, he's not in mood to fight with her over their cats, or the parcel Harry forgot to give her which got delivered to him on accident like one of the thousand times (he never found anything freakish until now .. not that he goes through what’s inside, but the labels tell they’re mostly her art supplies), or why he’s been showering for an hour because she now isn’t left with any warm water —- because he just came back from UNI and is dust bones from having two exams in a row.

“Y/N —-,” His face reeks with exhaustion. His curls drowsy, escaping from his knit beanie and his eyes glazed with sea-foam. She kinda feels bad for disturbing him -- but – it’s an emergency and she doesn’t know where to go, except him.

His weary vision falls upon trippers tucked beneath Y/N’s arm, “Is she alright?” He scratches behind her ear and trippers gives out a pained yowl.

“No –-.. that’s why ‘m here. She’s spotting blood everywhere and –-- and I don’t have enough money ...,” She’s embarrassed to say least. Not meeting Harry’s eyes and he gazes her sincerely –- belly doing weirdly funny somersaults. He clears his throat, grogs out gathering all the information in his head from the anatomy of humans and animals he studied till now.

“It’s okay for spotting in pregnancies – but ‐-.. she looks very much in pain s' we shouldn’t risk it. I’ve a friend. She’s practicing vet -- we could take her there.” He offers. Rubbing the back of his neck and Y/N bobs her head vigorously, anything to save her trippers baby.

“Fine –-- yeah, Iemme just wear my shoes ... then we're good to go.” She mumbles. Harry hasn’t seen her demeanour flatter like this ever before, whenever she’s banging and barging through his flat it’s always taut and cold banter.

He has never seen her this defenceless.

He drops his gaze down at her feet and finds that she’s wearing cute pizza slices socksies.

..

“Is this a clinic, or weed doing zone for animals?” She didn’t try to be mean. It just happened as she takes in the wearbouts of garage, stuffed with drums and musical instruments, spray paint on walls. Harry seems unfazed though, he could be shabbier than her if he wants to –- much fouler that could make her cry.

“Told you. She’s practicing not a vet yet.” She doesn’t question him further. Grateful enough for his help. She might not admit but he isn’t that bad of guy as she once imagined him in her head.

Y/N stifles a snort when a girl with mullet shag, having a stud in her brow and the corner of her lip, attired in all black greets Harry with a hip-check, “Vas’up booger.” She grins and Harry grumbles ruffling her hair with his knuckles.

It leaves Y/N in awe. This’s what group of friends look like -- so fun and annoying, she wanted to have this since when she’s small. Sadly, it’s just her and trippers in her friend group.

“Hi there!” She waves to Y/N trying to battle Harry’s tickles away. Takes trippers from Y/N's arms and coos up at her, “hiyaa baby .. oh, she’s having lil buns inside her.” She laughs and Y/N already likes her so much. As if, she’s the main character of any vintage styled movie.

“Rori here.” She introduces herself as Harry strolls inside her kitchen to rummage through her fridge, “Y/N.” Y/N smiles –-- eyeing Harry who’s whistling and tearing the crate of orange juice open.

When Trippers purrs from a cramp, Rori snuggles her closer to herself – “Her spotting is nothing to worry about –-- maybe she’s ready to give birth. If not I’ll take her to my hospital.”

“So Harry said...” Y/N nods.

“Oohh.” Rori exclaims, wiggling her brows curiously at Harry who’s gulping down juice hungrily, “Booger got normal friends too? Thought, those were all white lies.” He almost chokes at it – downing it cautiously and blinks vividly.

“No. Just neighbours.” Yeah, there’s nothing friendly between them –-- but how it’d be like to befriend Harry. The thought makes Y/N feel snoozy and warm.

“I see.”

“Okay then! ‘m gonna keep Trippers with me for two days –-- figure out what I could do to help her and if she heals I’ll drop her by, how that sounds?”

“Sounds good!” Both, Harry and Y/N chimes together heating their cheeks up. Harry wavers his gaze away, sulking a pouty mouth and turns all stoic again.

He doesn’t want to like, Y/N. Nope. Not at all. In any case.

She’s his bedevilling, bothersome and galling neighbour who just screams at him too much for his likening.

..

“Would you like something to eat?” She asks him while walking back home and he shakes his head, so she nudges him in ribs, “oh c'mon let it be a thank you, grumpy pants.”

“’M not –-,” He was about to snap at her. Instead, he groped her wrist tightly and tugged her to his side –-- she squeals into his chest as a car passes by them swiftly, honking at them in anger.

Her hair wisps from the friction of Harry’s hoodie as she pushes herself away from him, surprisingly he smells incredibly sweet – that of vanilla and citrus musk, something very cosy and like a morning breeze.

A jolt buzzes through her spine at the fact she was about to get crushed under a vehicle but she grins up at him awkwardly, “Tofu then?” His peepers widen in shock and he slaps his forehead.

“You’re mad, know that.”

..

Harry and Y/N. Sky and earth . She sprouts buds of irises and peonies when she speaks, her touch that shines away even an intimidating person as if they're mimosa plants, those eyes --- those eyes are itself sepia of grounds on which the tiny creatures celebrates by and Harry's well ... he’s the floss of clouds hidden behind sunshine, his rains would turn her into loam and his uppish thunder would make her loathe him.

Then some gods decided to break the needles and fix it in some other clock that rotates anti-clock wise.

Now, when she’s unable to nourish her flowers he's always there to rain and stroke a tender breeze against her that makes her lush grass snuggle the roots of who she’s.

They were enemies once. Opposite to eachother in many ways but couldn’t live without eachother despite of their distances. Just like sky's a hollow sheet of nothingness without it’s dear earth.

..

What blossomed their friendship was Y/N's date with this cute boy that is in her ceramic class, (not a date if you’d ask so –-- more like a meetup at this coffee house near her UNI).

Turns out he isn’t that cute. His blunt hands wandered up Y/N’s thigh without her consent and before she could know that, he was groping at it –-- making her gasp and hit her knee against the table. She struggles to writhe out of the chair but he stitches his nails in her skin, “I’m not liking it – you better stop.” She hisses, palms sweaty and slipping trying to remove his grip from around her.

“Don’t act all stupid .. you were hitting at me for hours, you want it but wouldn’t admit.” He groans, rolling his eyes and she feels like crying –-- teeth clanking letting out a shuddering breath.

“I’ll scream.” She warns him.

“You’re not that innocent, you act like.” He smirks, sliding his hand down her insides and before he could reach further Y/N sneaked a fork from the table and stabbed it in his knuckles.

“Fuck.” He shrieks, “Bitch.” He almost screams but stops when everyone stares at him as Y/N’s chair fell against the floor and she stumbles inside the bathroom.

Locking it behind her. Her chest burns with tears. Her vision spins and her fingers shakes as she dials one number she could reach for anytime, it rings then goes to voicemail so her bitten lip wobbles and eyes turn glossy.

She again dials it. There’re noises behind, that of someone instructing and Harry was in his lecture hall when she called .. his heart drops because all he could hear is quivering breath ... it shudders to tight painful gasps and he’s collecting his stuff leaving his seat immediately the doctor who's teaching them Apiceoctomy stares Harry while speaking.

Once he’s out in hallway, “Hey? Y/n are y’there? You okay? What happened?” She bolt her eyes close pressing her head to cold tiled wall and yawps outta fear when someone pounds at the door. Harry runs towards the exist, “Y/N where are you!? ‘m coming .. whatever it’s just --.. just ...” He gripes at his curls pushing them back – his heart beating loud, “ – just stay where you’re ‘n don’t panic .. yeah? It’s okay.” He mutters. Voice soft and assuring.

Her breathing patterns back to calmness – something about him so consoling, so warm and she nods. After some minutes she’s telling him the address and gladly it’s not that far away from Harry.

When he reaches. There are several people waiting at the bathrooms door and he’s knocking on it lightly, pressing his ear to it and grabs the knob (in case he’d have to break it).

When there’s no-response from inside he gets it something’s peculiar, “Bambi. ‘s me Harry.” It clicks and unlocks and he’s tumbling inside while the others groans and disperses knowing it’s invain waiting.

He’s dishevelled. His curls in moppy condition and his eyes full of concern and worry –-- she feels awful for doing this to him.

“Were you crying? Did somethin' happen?” He frowns. Ducking a bit to meet her gaze level and she clears the clump in her throat, “Can we just leave .. please?” He couldn’t believe it’s her voice – the bubbliness and chirpiness of it died to frightened meekness.

Harry takes her hand and walks them outside, Y/N sucks in squeak when the same guy rushes to confront them and when Harry sees his injured hand -- everything pieces together and fury spikes through his veins.

His brows pinches together into a frown, his lips lifting into a scowl and his eyes darkens pitch coal like.

He grips her dainty fingers and moves her behind him protectively and his chest buffs out as he takes a step forward towering the guy – “What d'ya want?” He kisses his teeth together to grit vehemence and that guy lift his trembling hand infront of Harry.

“Look what this bitch —-,” Ah –-- he really pushed Harry’s bad button didn’t he?

Harry grabs him from collar and Y/N squeals rubbing his wrist to pull him back, no-use.

“Badmouth her or anyone —-" Harry sneers and if he'd be a cartoon character – fume would have been coming out of his ears and nose.

“Else what!?” Harry’s more of a practical person -- so he did what he's been learning for years now and breaks his nose with such force it almost knocks him out.

Y/N's still in shock. Walking behind him on jelly toes and a shiver spirals in her bone marrow when her sweat dries from the wind that’s blowing and hitting them in faces.

They wait at bus shelter, sitting side by side –-- thighs brushing now and then flustering Y/N, Moreso when he apologizes everytime.

There’s silence. Harry’s irritated groan breaks it –- he clenches and unclenches his knuckles .. the thin skin a bit bruised.

“Are you okay? I’m so sorry –-- .. ‘s my fault.” She rambles. Taking his hand to inspect it, “I shouldn’t have called you at ---..” He frowns confused and pokes her in knee conveying her to stop worrying. Because if anyone needs to be taken care of is her and wish he could just hug her and tell her that it’s not her fault – not even a tad.

“Y/n...” He gains her attention and his gaze flickers from her snotty nose towards her soaky cheeks, “Shut up.” She chuckles at that putting his palm gently back on his thigh.

“Would you like to have, noodles? I know this incredible chinese place ...” He shakes his head. His smile small and kooky, nose scrunched up as he sniffs the air – predicting a rain coming soon.

“D'we have to eat after every tragedy that happens t’you?”

“Yup, tragedies makes me hungry.” It’s her coping mechanism if she'll be honest and that’s what she’s been doing for ages.

“Who are you, Y/N?

She jumps up. Wiggling her fingers for him to take and beams sweetly, “Bambi next door?”

..

“From when did ya become s' rich?” He giggles. He finds her fucking adorable as she drags him along herself excitedly – she halts infront of the expensive restaurant –- where people dressed in all kind of luxuries and bright pearls are dinning in and she arches her brow sceptically, “Did you really think –- I’ll be able to take us here?” He shoves his hands in his jeans pocket, elevates his shoulders and smiles bashfully.

“Maybe one day, who knows?” They walk towards the chinese take out and Y/N trots backwards –-- facing him all while and rolls her eyes, “’M an artist whose half of paintings goes to trash.” Harry’s eyeballs springs out of his sockets hearing her statement and he really wants to knock some senses into this silly girl.

“Oh my --.. jeez .. those paintings are ‘s good y'divvy. They're hanging onto my walls, been enjoying them fo' free —- what the actual fuck .. really your hands are magical.” He feels annoyed and sad that she felt a need to dump them, because those were some beautiful art pieces.

(“Hmm. It has some hidden meaning beneath it, H. I’m tellin' ya.” Ni would always say. Standing infront of it for hours and hours staring at it.

“Looks like a pussy to me.” Max would quip sipping his bevy and Harry would smack him in head, “Guys how ‘bout we just see it like a fuckin' painting.” He'd grumble focusing back on his books.)

“Really?” She asks shyly and he bobs his head, “Guess you could just keep them then ...” She grins up at him taking the boxes from the cashier.

“Where are we going?”

“You’d see yourself.” She sing-songs galloping over the muddy potholes and Harry looks funny doing it with his spider long legs. Their footsteps echoes in the empty warehouse and Harry didn’t expect her to be the person – that loves finding weird places and spend time there.

“Careful there.” He murmurs. Pressing a hand to her waist when she wobbles on her feet climbing the metal stairs and Harry thinks if she was this clumsy all along or it’s from what happened at the coffee house.

“Holy shit!” He cups a hand around his mouth as the traffic bustles down on the street, “You afraid of heights?” She glances back at him from where she’s standing on the cemented edge.

“Matters. If we're about to act silly and jump, then yes.”

Warmth worms up at his chest and his adam apple bobs, he barks out a laugh when she giggles demanding him to come closer to her, “Come here then you dentist the bad boi.” He tugs the fabric of his jeans from his crotch and hikes his one knee up sitting beside her, other leg swinging in air.

He listens to her hums and happy sounds as she slurps the long noodle inside her mouth, “What you’re afraid of then Harry?” Her question catches him off-guard. Nobody has ever asked what his fears are and he might be famous for an intimidating personality just because he speaks less and owns a roaring bullet –-- he’s still very nice to talk to, but he'd rather spend his time with snowy than waste his time on orgy parties.

“Snowy’s funky farts -- they're ‘orrible!! have to leave the flat fo’ a minute.” He grins when Y/N’s head lulls back and she laughs gleefully, rolling into his side to support herself, “Oh no!” She whines when her chopsticks falls and drops onto the road poorly.

“We can share mine.” He hands her his chopsticks and she thanks him timidly, “What d'you fear?” They pass it back and forth –- his lips wrapping around them as he takes a chunky bite.

Harry tries to down the food that got stuck in his throat when she said nonchalantly, “Dying alone I guess?” He chews the veggies, grimaces and shakes his head -- puts his hand over her knee squeezing it kind-heartedly.

“You’ll not.” She feels like every tulip of light around her’s sparkling – the buzz of having his company tingling her in good way, “Promise?” She asks and Harry lifts his pinky in between them encouraging her to bring her's.

She wasn’t serious about the promise thing it was more onto sarcastic side than to sincerity.

“Promise.” His dimples caters deep and his eyes crinkles when different golden lights dances against her skin making her look prettier than she’s.

He’s gonna fulfill his promise.

..

Y/N could be sentimental given on occasions and how bad the situation’s – but she bottles it up for good amount until later, it all crushes her completely and she’s unable to stand back.

Now, when there’s eerie quietness in the bus and the world infront of her fades behind in weird shapes and forms in her head because of the speed of vehicle – her mind thought it’d be best time to remorse over what happened to her and her eyes well up at that.

Harry plucks his headphones down upon hearing her soft sniffles and turns her towards him with her shoulder, “Y/N hey ....” His voice tender and dewy as he slides his palm under her jaw and cups her cheek to wipe out her tears with the mild stroke of his thumb.

His gentleness rakes out an agonising sob from inside her and she feels like her organs are clashing together.

“Shh. Bambi you’re okay now, ‘s alright you’re here with me -- shh, ‘m so sorry love —- but it’s over now, yeah? We're going home and I’ll make you chamomile tea, could ‘ve both snowy and trippers cuddle with you while I’ll get you all warm and nice inside this new fluffy blanket I just bought! – how does that sound?” He pets her hair. Brings her closer to his chest and she keeps her nose tucked against his clavicles to stop from crying and make a show.

When she nods, suckling a wet breath he swipes a loose errand of her hair behind, “Sounds good yeah?” She just hums snuggling into him.

Her arms slowly loops around his love-handles and he stows her head under his chin -- rubs her back in circles to soothe the stiff muscles, covers her ears with the headphones he was wearing before – plays acoustic version of Landslide by Fleetwood Mac and simpers when she hiccups his name, but doesn’t respond when he answers – his ears turns pink from fond and his belly overglows with butterflies as she babbles his name till she drops into peaceful sleep.

Y/N found herself in his bed with snowy and trippers ontop of her and Harry snoring on the couch – his gangly limbs not fitting at all.

She really wanted to call him and sleep on his bed, but she drowses back to slumber.

..

“Grumpy jerk and an actual ray of sunshine. Sorry, couldn’t process it – too much.” Rori teased Harry the last time they gathered and Y/N was there too! though the true statement was claimed after her departure.

Harry’s friends couldn’t believe that he stepped out of his comfort zone and made a new cute friend, now after one year of their friendship it doesn’t feel like they’re neighbours anymore –-- it's just one big home with an alleyway in between.

“What're y'doin', moppet?” Harry chuckles picking up the half eaten packet of crisps, chewy sour candies, wrappers of oreos and the romcom CDs they were playing before.

Y/N's sprawled on her tummy. Feetsie in air and her chin secured in her palm as she looks like she’s seriously about to take an admission in med school –-- she’s concentrating real hard on the thick book under her, eyes fixated on the diagrams of teeth – it makes Harry laugh like a maniac.

“Aish. Your books, gives me an ache.” She massages her forehead, shakes her head as if she tasted something icky and pushes his book away. Harry laughs harder at her antics wrappers flying away from his grasp and he flops onto couch –-- thighs spreading wide and back sinking into the cushions.

“Where?” His lips rumbles as he tries to hold back another fits of laughter when she gets his dirty joke and pouts, lips fluttering into a smile until she bursts into giggles joining him.

“Nope. My cookie doesn’t throb like it used to sneaking on reproduction chapters in biology.” Harry roars out a cackle at that and Y/N grins fiddling with the frizz of her socks, “Heyyyy it’s not funny –- very much sad.”

He suckles a breath in, their grins achy and big, “Stuff your cookie with some jam ‘n you'll be alright.”

“You’re gross!” She fake gags. Hunches over to exaggerate the severity and scares the shit out of Harry when she gasps loudly slapping his knee, “Harry! Harry! Oh my gosh.....ahhhh!” She gallops like a bunny towards the window and gazes up at the sky with glinting eyes, “Harry look! It’s snowing.” He trots behind her with a roll of eyes knowing what’s about to come next.

When she turns around with sparkly grin, hands clasped atop her chest and tippy-toes to beg him, Harry shuts his lids, “No Muffy.” Y/N loves eating chocolate muffins –-- eating them whenever she could possibly ... and that’s how the pet name Harry decided to call her was muffy.

“Please, it would be so fun .. we could have hot chocolate afterwards.” She mumbles tugging at the hem of his chunky yarn sweater.

“Nothing’s fun about snow angles, Muffyyyy!!” He whines. Squinting down at her with one eye and finds her all slumpy, head falling downwards.

“Okie then. ‘m going to sleep.” She mutters in a meek voice pushing past him –-- but he wraps his hand around her wrist and pulls her back to himself, chuckling with wide eyes, “You’re very dramatic and annoyin’ y’know that?”

Instead, she grins bobbing her head shamelessly, pats his chest and dashes to wear his warm jacket, “Biscuits on you -- hot chocolate on me.” She tells him slipping into her shoes with the support of doorframe.

He comes closer to her and her heart thuds into her tiny ribs as he zips his jacket she’s wearing up till her neck and warns her while pulling out her hair, “If I get sick – ‘m gettin'y sick too.”

..

Harry’s waiting outside the candy shop Y/N just barged in moments ago. He refused to step inside – knowing she’ll use him as a taste tester and at the end of the day his tongue would have a mountain sugar atop his taste buds.

The spring breeze flowery and warm. He shakes his head, smiles softly watching her switch aisles and guffaws loudly catching attention of an old couple siting on the bench behind -- at her eagerness when she started chomping onto the long chewy candy right after getting it from the cashier.

“That’s g'na rot your teeth even before your forties.” He tells her taking the small bag from her and walks beside her, “Your kids are gonna hate you ...” She tells him –- stretching out the candy with her teeth.

“You sure, y'were allowed colas and candies in childhood?” He teases her prodding her side so she throws it at his chest making him laugh and he bends down to pick it up and dump it in bin.

“You’ve got a cute bum.” She whistles and Harry’s cheeks bashes with blush – turns around and wiggles herself, “How's mine?” She hums glancing back at him with cheeky grin.

“Ten by two, I guess?” He bites down a smirk when she spins to face him a bit gobsmacked, “Not even five?” She grumps chin doubling as she tries to see her bum herself.

“Six then?” He giggles enjoying how she’s getting riled up out of nowhere and she stomps away from him so he jogs to catch her, “Bambi. Was kiddin'.”

“You owe me two muffins with the amount of insults you’ve caused my poor bum.” He knuckles at her hair and she slaps him away like a feisty kitten, “I take it back –-- you’re really ten by two.”

“Oi!!!” Now, she’s running behind him. His curls blowing away and his coat ruffling with the zephyr, his head falling back with the belly-ache laughter that bounces against the bricked walls of shops.

..

It’s Friday night. Y/N is doing her laundry. Plucking out Harry’s socks from Trippers furry ear, her kitties sleeping in bassinet. Harry and Y/N have named them Tum, Tug and Truggers –-- she sits back on her heels upon hearing her door closing and hikes the small basket on her hip trudging outside —-- she didn’t had any clothes that could make her feel warm during these days – even her socks were all soggy -- so was Harry’s, now all she’s gonna do is make a blanket fort and hide in it for hours.

She knuckles at her eyes, blinking the tiredness away to see properly who’s standing in the middle of room, “Harry?” He's wearing a graduation gown and tips his hat with a sheepish smile then waves his degree infront of her, “Guess who's a proper dentist now!?” She’s frozen to her spot –- jaw slacked and eyes blown away in surprise.

“Your bad boi!” The basket falls from her hip onto the floor scaring Trippers and she whispers an, “Oh my goodness.” Before, stumbling towards him and crashes in his arms giving him a tight loving hug. He slinks his forearms around her and squishes his face into the crook of her neck, lips tickling her skin and if it was possible for him to freeze the time and cherish it for some more he'd.

“I’m so proud of you.” She mumbles into him with a grin. He feels so worthy and every hardship he faced now feels like nothing, this's how life supposed be throughout –- but best things always bores fruit for the right time.

“How about we celebrate? Just you and me.” Just you and me. It feels nice to just her and him. Makes her heart swoon. Makes her feel like skies outside are wet and pink, “Umm .. can we celebrate here? It’s okay .... “ She shifts on her feet and he furrows his brows in confusion, lips ticked up as if he’s scrutinizing her.

“You and not goin' nutters for an outing .. seems odd —-,” Then his eyes falls over the surrounding, a heating pad beside his feet – aloe fused socks hanging to get dry, a tray of chocolate muffins, kettle on the coffee table so he puts one and one together himself.

“Oh muffy —-... pizza and cuddles then?” If he wouldn’t be aware of how first few days of her period are hell for her then who would? He’s always making her pot meals and curry rice – feeds her and gets all strict when she refuses to eat anything. She looses her appetite and transforms into something ‘if zombie had a baby with vampire -- it sure looked like you’ he'd always scold her.

Even bribe her with candies. Once they were awfully painful and Y/N really didn’t want to be all dramatic not when their friends were having a good time, she doesn’t like to be a party pooper.

But, when a stinging cramp cut through her pelvis and thighs she was hunching forward with a jolt -- all teary eyes and wobbly lips. Harry left everything and rushed towards her, sitting on his knees on the floor and cupped her throat to make her look at him when she refused to, “Y/N ‘m serious -- you rather tell me what’s happening with ye’ or ‘m throwin' you at my shoulder and takin’ you hospital —... cause fuck look at you been like this since morning ....” He was rambling and Y/N felt like drilling a hole into floor and hide herself there forever.

She was mortified and embarrassed, a terrible combination.

She wasn’t able to tell him infront of all of their friends even though it’s something very normal, so everyone stared and nodded when they left they for Harry’s room.

“Bambi are you okay? I’m not even kidding something’s not —-..” She wipes her nose and tugs at his wrist trying to shush him, when he doesn’t pushes a fingers against his lips.

“Don’t worry. ‘m good --- just —-... umm I’m on my periods.” She rubs her one feet on another and his mouth fall into an ‘o' when realization hit him and his brows clinches together sternly.

He sighs running his fingers through his hair, something he does when frustrated and whumpy.

“Should’ve told me. We could have done this later ... do you want anything? I’ve got pain —--,” His words swells on his tongue when her head bumps against his chest and her hands locks around his neck, hugging him with all her gentle will because nobody has ever cared for her –-- him being so tentative to her makes her want to sob into his chest.

He warms her in all the right places.

..

“How’re you feeling on scale of one to ten?” He speaks while chewing onto the stuffed crust of pizza. They’re cosied up on the sofa while Mama Mia plays on the telly and she’s cuddled up into him, he's holding her heat pad with the grip of his forearm and she lifts her head mousey-ly from his bicep and whispers – “Eightish...? Now, you’re Dr.Styles.” He giggles at her and pushes her head back against him with his finger.

“What does my being dentist has a connection to your periods?” He dips the pads of his fingers into her pudgy love handles and squeezes them -- she giggles thinking about the joke she’s about to crack.

“You pull teeth, it’s blood and I pull out tampon so it’s —...” Harry chuckles gruntly at her and tickles her more, “Oh no. I know where it’s goin'....”

“You asked for it!” She pouts at him and he squishes her lips together as if she’s a duck toy.

Then they flump back into their cuddling position and Harry rubs her tummy in tender soothing circles, it helps her relax and his breath syncs with her and she really tries not to pay attention to her bratty screaming hormones heating her skin up – her thighs experiencing a quiver and she squeaks down a huffy whimper.

“You okay?” Harry asks. When she squirms against him and she gulps -- they don’t hide stuff from eachother so she tells him honestly, “You’re really turning me on.” Harry’s heart hiccups at that and his palms still over her thighs.

“Is that so?”

He pets her hair and tries to make her stand, “Just go to washroom and jizz one out.”

“I can’t.”

“You can’t? Why?”

“Promise me you wouldn’t make fun....” He frowns and nods bringing his pinky to make the deal.

She clutches her sweater down to her knees, cheeks rosy and mutters out in one breath – “I’ve specific days for that....” Harry really tires to. He locks up his laughs in his lungs and it aches his chest, his cheeks balloons up but at last he rolls onto floor and guffaws into his elbow.

“You said you wouldn’t make fun!!!” She whines kicking his side lightly and he grabs her ankle, “This means all those times you’d be all locked up –- oh my god, you were playing with yourself.” She folds her arms. Her nostrils flares with irritation and she doesn’t even spare him a glance.

“Pet, waiting so long .. it’s a torture to yourself.” He tells her genuinely sitting up with crossed legs and she mumbles knuckling at her eyes, “just some reasons ... horny is bad.” Now, Harry feels kind of terrible pushy person and he really wants to help her out but he’s walking on egg shells here. So, he stops asking anything.

“Rori's girlfriend is a sex therapist —-“ She becomes all fidgety at that and Harry takes in her nervousness, “It’s totally fine if you don’t want to.” He exclaims waving his hands and she gulps giving him a small nod.

“Night time fo' some grumpy muffy!” He coos, brings the blanket to her chin and his pupils dilate adorningly when she asks him, “Could I snuggle you?”

“Ofcourse.” He pecks her temple and tells her to budge over before sandwiching her between him and the sofa.

That whole night all his mind could think was why horny is bad for her?

..

Y/N was feeling overly warm and heated, a tad achy between her thighs. She vigorously tries to focus on something else but her chest is heaving at this point, even opens the windows and let the cool air hit her but no use –- so she does what have to be done in order to get rid of the throb.

She cosies herself on the bed, switches onto hentai and throws her legs in air to shimmy her sheer white panty down.

“Oh ...” Whimpers teeny-ly when her fingers brushing up her soaking pussyfolds provides her a bit relief – her soft hands wanders beneath her flimsy shirt and touches her skin in the most arousing way possible –-- tweaks her nipples and jerks up, oozing more wetness.

“Ah! Fuck.” She moans easing in two fingers at once and cramps down at them watching the hentai porn –- but it’s not enough, she’s been pushing her fingers in and out for ten minutes now—she’s unable to get to climax.

So she groans sits up and switches to domineering audios, listens to it while fingering herself hard and she has no idea from where her mind gathered these images from -- but -- soon she’s thinking about Harry’s husky rasp, his sea-foam beautiful eyes and those rosy knuckles ring clad hands —-- imagining him holding her down into mattress and pounding into her at a brutal pace, making her sit on his cock and not letting her move –-- his fingers down her petty throat —-- him spanking her ass if she let’s out any voice out and he'd roar at her beg as she'd be lurking at her tenth orgasm –---- every plausible dirty stuff with him.

She was so engulfed into making herself feel good, lost in her own headspace and imaginations that she didn’t hear footsteps approaching and it’s like she manifested him as he stands at the door-frame with blown away pupils –-- guppy mouth and she’s squealing feeling dizzy upon sitting up this quick.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck —-... sorry sorry ... “ He covers his eyes and turns to walk away but bumps his head with a thud into doorframe.

She gasps, knees up and almost shouts, “No!” making him halt mid-track and she’s on the verge of tears, red face and shaky fingers.

“Please ....”

“Stay.”

Harry’s eyes turns soft at that and he walks towards bed, licks his lips wet and brushes the loose tress of her hair away.

“You want me to stay, muffy?” He asks to make sure – she isn’t in haze and all fog minded.

“Yes. I want you to stay.” She doesn’t hesitate this time. Her words honest and full of plead, she needs him, she wants him, she wants to have him.

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Villain x Hero Writing Prompt- A hero/villain has fun with the heros/villains cat themed powers. (Ex. Spraying them with water, petting them, dangling string to distract them etc) Have fun with this prompt!

So sorry for such a long delay! Hope you enjoy! This is either one of the best or worst things I've ever written, theres no in between xD

"Oh hey, look what the cat dragged in," the villain mused from their armchair. They sat as if it were a throne, legs flung over one arm lazily as they tilted their head to examine the hero in front of them.

"Oh ha-freaking-ha," the hero groaned, cat ears twitching, "very funny,"

A soft smirk of cool amusement curled on the villain's lips, "Something I can do for you, kitten?"

"I know you have it," the hero stated, crossing their arms while their tail flicked behind them. They did their best to ignore the flustering nickname.

"Oh? Have what?" They asked innocently.

"The cinder diamond necklace. I know you stole it,"

"What? This old thing?" They teased, lifting their hand off their lap. Sure enough, there was the necklace, swinging back and forth and back and forth and-

The hero shook their head, snapping themselves out of it. Damn cat instincts. They could see the growing grin on the villain's face.

"Yes, that! Give it back,"

The villain shifted, swinging their legs down before standing up, dangling the necklace out in front of them on a single finger, "come get it then, kitten,"

*bastard.*

Despite knowing what was going to happen if they got too close, the hero walked forward anyway. Right as they were about to grab it, the necklace was pulled away.

"Hey-!"

"I'll tell you what," the villain hummed. In their peripherals, the hero could see the villain's hand raising, but they couldn't will themselves to move.

Sure enough, not a second later, the hero felt a hand land in their hair, scratching behind one of their cat ears gently. Instantly it felt like all their limbs melted, legs turning to jelly.

"W-what?" The hero stuttered, having not even heard the second half of the sentence.

The amusement on the villains face only grew, "I said, that the necklace is all yours if I get you for a movie tonight~"

Wait, what?

They tried to come up with a response but it was like their brain had stopped working. It was so distracting.

Especially when all their willpower was going into-

The hero felt the villain rub the base of their ear between their thumb and forefinger, and it immediately sent shivers down their spine. The hero couldn't fight the low rumbling noise that began resonating from their chest.

Their purring only seemed to amuse the villain more.

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"

The beat red hero glared, before using every ounce of willpower to twist their head away from the villain's hand, "f-fine, just give me the damn necklace," they muttered under their breath.

"That's a good kitty," the villain cooed, holding the necklace out to the hero once more, who snatched before turning and all but marching away.

"Hurry back!" The villain called after them, "Wouldn't want the popcorn to get cold!"

SECOND PART

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The Lana Shipping Meme!

This is a meme made by @swtor-legacy-sitcom​ who very kindly tagged me to fill it in, thank you! :D This was super fun, I’ve been in a bit of a writing rutt lately so this was a nice way to sort-of dip my toe back into it :P I TOTALLY forgot this was in my drafts and forgot to schedule it to post, I’m soooo sorry it took so long lmao 😳😬

I’m not sure if we’re supposed to tag other people with this one so I’ll just leave a general, open tag here: if you have a Lana ship and want to fill this one out, feel free to yoink the meme and say I tagged you! Yes, I promise I mean you <3

Spoilers for KOTFE/KOTET, and slight spoilers for the Subterfugeverse “version” of said events, will be discussed below, so be aware of that before proceeding! There’s also some midlly nsfw questions so you might wanna skip those if they’re not your thing! :D Under a cut because it’s long, but no trigger warnings need apply.

Is Lana Beniko absolutely done with their shit?

Oh yes, absolutely. Nearly always. At any given time, BUT Lana wouldn’t have it any other way. Saarai may be a reckless, overly-heroic idiot with seemingly no self-preservation, but she’s Lana’s reckless, overly-heroic idiot, ya know :’D

Do they make jokes together?

Fairly often, yes! Theirs is very much a flirty/fond banter type of relationship. Lana tells her she’s insufferable, Saarai rolls her eyes and snarks back, so on. See:

Saarai: Well this was a stupid idea Lana: Considering it was one of yours, I’m not surprised Saarai: Why didn’t you say something? Lana: I did and you did it anyway. And what have we learnt from this? Saarai, quietly: I’m a dumbass and I should listen to you more.... Lana: Good. I still love you, though. Saarai: :’D

Lana, two minutes later: You’re going to do it again, aren’t you? Saarai: Yeah, probably.

as well as that little cutscene “You’d better come back blah blah blah” “Well I have you to rescue me, that’s all I need~” is their default pre-dangerous battle banter :P

Who’s hornier? (who initiates)

Saarai is definitely hornier, and while she’s not always the one to initiate, she’s definitely the one to ask more often. (if I had to give it a number, prolly something like 65/45 lol) One of these days, Lana’s going to buy a spray bottle /jk

Kinkiest they’ve been?

Not awfully. Saarai’s a biter (Lana likes it, don’t worry 😏) and she loves it when Lana pulls her hair, but other than that, and making use of connections within the Force to heighten the sensations during such activities ;) they’re pretty vanilla

There was a post going around a while back about an alternative to a praise kink that was like, a “reassurance” kink, instead. I can’t find the actual post to link to it and I haven’t pinned down any specifics for them yet but I definitely think that’s a Saarai thing to look into later 😏

Has Lana ever covered up something your OC did as Minister of Intelligence?

In a roundabout way, yes. Technically, Saarai’s entire existence on Rishii. Since, teeechhnically, as far as the Empire’s concerned at that point, Rai’s supposed to be dead. Lana doesn’t know the technicalities of why that is (and Saarai isn’t comfortable telling her, even now), but she knows it’s important, so she does it for her even if she doesn’t know why.

Favorite non sexual downtime activity?

Cuddles! Saarai is a cuddlebug, and while Lana enjoys them she’s definitely not the “if I don’t get cuddled x times a day I can’t go on” type (in my headcanon, ofc, I’m not saying she can never be that way!) but, Saarai’s also very warm and cuddling her is cozy, so it’s something they both enjoy, whether Rai’s the big spoon, or - and this is Rai’s favourite thing ever - Saarai putting her head in Lana’s lap so Lana can play with her hair, it’s something they always do at the end of the day when they’re both done with work.

Mushiest thing Your OC has ever done for Lana?

So, I’m too impatient & lazy to do the actual HK missions in-game, but I know you can technically get another HK unit, so because ✨it’s my fanfic and I get to make the rules✨ Saarai sent Aria (my DS! Jedi Shadow, very good at stealth) back to Zakuul and though it was a bit battered up, she managed to retrieve HK’s processor. They had to get him a new chassis, but Koth and Ty managed to salvage the rest of his “important” bits and they rebuilt HK for her after they settled on Odessen :’3

Most Embarrassed Lana has ever been because of your OC?

In the middle of an important meeting, in front of everyone on the Alliance High Council, including Theron, Senya, Ni’kasi, Vano, etc.

Lana, sarcastically, after they’ve been disagreeing on how to handle a particular matter for ~1 hr: hahaha bite me.

Saarai, dead serious: Okay, where? 😏

Lana was mortified, to say the least XD

That thing that happened that they vow to NEVER speak of?

Saarai’s reaction when they went to Nathema. Rai’s psychometric, and in hindsight she realises putting her hand on that wall as she ducked into the building was a mistake. She was bombarded with flashback after flashback of what had happened on Nathema when it was still Medriaas, the planet where she was born and where most of her family died, it was not a pleasant experience for her and Rai actually collapsed at one stage because it was all too much for her ;w;

Lana had to bring her back around and herd her back on the ship, where Rai had to wait because she just couldn’t go any further, and Lana and Vano had to go on alone. Lana agreed not to tell anyone else about what had happened, because Saarai didn’t want any of them to worry about her, or think she was “weak” because of it.

The Angriest they’ve ever been at each other?

There’s actually two instances that come to mind for this one

1) Koth’s betrayal/stealing of the Gravestone, Lana was pissed at Koth and wanted to take it out on him, Saarai was pissed at the situation and got between them and chewed Lana out for taking it out on him. (Subterfugeverse is kinda complicated, there’s two Commanders calling the shots for different parts of the Alliance, Koth took issue with something Vano did and made the reckless, kinda stupid decision to still steal the Gravestone even tho Saarai didn’t do anything. (also for anyone new to the blog, all three of them are dating, they’re polyam ;)) Lana took it personally, Saarai was more upset that he was upset and didn’t say anything before he did something stupid. Rai and Lana butted heads about how to deal with it, Lana got salty cause she got yelled at, but they ofc fix it later :3)

2) Torian’s death. Saarai had tried to warn Lana what would happen if they split Vette & Torian up during that fight, Lana brushed it off and told Rai to “stop overreacting, it will be fine”. Obviously, it was not fine. Rai was very angry at the result because, I quote, “I WARNED YOU! And you wouldn’t listen to me!” Saarai refused to speak to Lana for a few days after that, it was kinda a rough time for Lana, she’s only seen Rai get that angry a few times, and only once at her so it shook her a bit. 😢

How does both Lana, and your OC initiate the ‘fade to black’ ;)

For Saarai, the “indicator” is usually when her kisses start to become 50/50 between kissing and biting/nibbling. That’s the universal “ok I want to” signal for Rai. Usually very quickly followed by a soft “yes?” or “are you sure?”, either against her skin or into her ear, depending on where she’s kissing at the time; because she’ll always check first, and if Lana says “no”, it’s off, because Lana’s consent is more important than any of her feelings.

For Lana, it’s when she’ll let Rai pick her up and/or usually to pin her to a wall. There’s a decent height difference, Saarai’s 6 ft 3, and I headcanon that while Lana’s not necessarily “short” at around 5 ft 8, she’s considerably smaller than Rai, as well as being more “reserved” with PDA, she’ll hold hands, or kiss her on the cheek etc. in front of other people, but otherwise Lana tries to keep somewhat “professional” while they’re at work. So when she starts climbing her like a tree, Rai knows she’s about to get some. XD

Do they have kids?

Kiiiinddd of? It’s complicated. Saarai has a son, Ty, from a previous relationship. Lana & Koth both sort of step up to help co-parent, but since Sith Purebloods age differently (i.e. they’re adults at ~20ish the same as humans, but after that they’re more like elves and their physical aging slows down, so they’re more long-lived), even though Ty’s very young by Pureblood standards, he’s still 60 years old, so he’s technically older than Lana and it’s kind of awkward for him to actually call her mom even if she kind of acts like one. He accidentally called her “mom” once, it was very awkward for both of them XD

What has been the most protective Lana has ever had of said kid?

I sat and scratched my head for ages trying to think of something to answer this question with, but I’m very sad to say that right now at the time of answering this meme, I don’t have any specific scenes planned out to tell you about! :( But rest assured that Lana absolutely would rush to help Ty if it was ever necessary :D

House pets? Is your Lana a dog person, or Cat person?

Funnily enough, they don’t actually have any pets! I’d like to think of Lana as more of a cat person than a dog person, in my personal opinion. But they have yet to get any pets of their own, maybeee later on, I dunno. Haven’t hit on any solid ideas for them yet, but I feel like if they happened upon a cute kitty they definitely could adopt one at some stage :’3

Do they get freaky on the Alliance Base or in the Shuttles?

They’ve done both, to be honest lol. Thankfully, Saarai’s sneaky enough that they haven’t gotten caught doing it, yet. Thank the Force.

Are their Sparring Matches Flirtatious? Hardcore?

They could go either way, it depends on what kind of mood they’re both in. If Lana’s particularly annoyed (usually not at Rai, but sometimes) then it’s more likely to be a hardcore spar, Rai’s a pretty tough cookie so she’ll often offer to be Lana’s punching bag in order to spare them some repair bills so she doesn’t rip apart the training dummies irrepairably, it’s okay, Rai can take it ;)

But if they’re both in an otherwise good mood and are just sparring for practise sakes, then yes, they often very quickly devolve into flirtacious banter and some of the classics, you know, “okay you win, you can let me go now” “mmm, nah” “I thought we were sparring” “do you want me to stop” “...don’t you dare.” etc. :’D

Class Specific things that play into their relationship?

Saarai’s a Juggernaut, and I headcanon Lana’s probably some sort of Sorcerer, so they tend to fight as such. They cover each other in more ways than one, if you want to get to Lana you have to go through Saarai first (and good luck to you, that woman can take and give a fucking beating lmao). Lana picks off whatever Saarai’s saber misses, usually with Force attacks but sometimes with her saber, too. Saarai takes bullets for Lana so Lana doesn’t have to get hurt. Lana yells at Rai for doing that and then fixes her up with Force healing afterwards, rinse and repeat. :’D

When they do argue, Lana tends to spontaneously manifest Force lightning, Saarai’s used to it and doesn’t bat an eyelid, she knows Lana’s not actually going to throw it at her and she’s more than prepared to dodge any stray bolts that do come her way.

Lana’s the tactician and the ground support, Saarai’s the battering ram/the bigass hammer used to clear space when Lana needs a bit of extra “oomph” (and trust me, they’re usually never far apart. The other one will be there and then you’ll be in trouble lmao)

Describe a time your OC went ‘Full beast mode’ to protect Lana, instead of the other way around?

"Kriff. Koth, what happened?” Three words was all it took, and everything made sense: “They hurt Lana.”

That scene in the Endless Swamps on Zakuul, just before they pull the Gravestone out of it and Lana and the Commander get ambushed. Saarai went with Lana & Koth to break Vano out of carbonite (since Saarai was still on Rishii at the time, she doesn’t get frozen, only Vano) so when they split up, Saarai goes with Koth to look for ship parts while Vano goes with Lana to look for water.

Lana and Vano get ambushed by the Knights/Skytroopers, and Lana’s hand gets busted. It takes Saarai and Koth a little while to rush over there to help them, but when they do

Saarai. Goes. Fucking. Feral. It’s the scariest she’s ever been in front of Lana and Lana will never forget it, they almost didn’t really need Senya’s help for that part, Saarai basically had it covered. I imagine Lana later described it as “kind of hot, but also kind of terrifying, actually”

Saarai’s considered Chaotic Good, so generally speaking if there’s a peaceful, non-violent solution to a problem, she’ll opt for that, but she has a few buttons that you just do not want to push, ever. And hurting her partners is one of those buttons. She will go apeshit and that’s exactly what happened in the swamp lmao

Little things couples do to annoy each other. What does Lana do? What does your OC do?

Saarai likes to wake up early and hide Lana’s kaf mug in increasingly ridiculous places. Once, she even got Koth to help her stick it to the top of the Gravestone’s hull. It took Lana half the morning to find it, Lana was not amused. XD

Saarai and Koth also have an ongoing “terrible puns” contest where they basically see who can annoy Lana with the most ridiculous puns possible, see this post for an example :P Lana wonders where/how they keep coming up with these puns, she really does.

Does Lana get jealous in your headcanon?

Not really! In Subterfugeverse, both Rai and Lana are polyam, so generally speaking, jealousy isn’t a problem for them, and when it is it’s more of a case of “hey. Hey. Hey, I’m not getting enough attention, pay attention to me.” and then it’s usually dealt with and all is well ;)

When Lana meets Anri, the only thing Saarai does is tease her about “when she’s going to make the move”. 😜

Story that is prominent in their relationship?

I was gonna draw a little doodle for this but the poses kept not coming out right so I gave up, sorryyy qAq

I haven’t gotten very far into planning the SoR onwards+ segments of Subterfugeverse, just bits and bobs like this, but I’d say for now the most prominent is probably their first meeting on Rishii. Basically, meet-cute but with a lightsaber involved too hahaha. There was a lot of posturing and flirty subtext right from the get-go with these two, even if Saarai was particularly suspicious at first (see the earlier question about her being technically dead to the Empire). At first, when she noticed Lana tailing Ty (because Lana was extremely confused about why a Pureblood was so far from Sith space ;)), Saarai assumed that something had happened to her twin and the Empire had A) found out she and Ty were still alive and B) Sent Lana to track them down and kill them for good. Several tension-loaded hours later and Lana managed to convince Rai that actually, Ni’kasi was fine and speaking of, she was trying to avoid being killed too so maybe, actually, they could help each other. And that was all she wrote <3

[hailing-stars]

@febuwhump day 23: don’t look sharing sandwiches summary “Mr. Stark,” said Peter. “Don’t look.”

“I’m already looking,” said Tony. “I already don’t like it.”

“Aww. How could you say that about Yeti?”

Tony stared at the scene in his kitchen.

Peter Parker leaned against the counter, with wild, messy mask hair, and dressed as Spider-Man. He held a small kitten in his hand, and there was a bag of kitten food on the floor near his feet. Kernels of it laid scattered all over the place, next to a small dish with a cute fishbone graphic.

Tony released a long, weary breath. “Why does this always happen?”

“Always is over exaggerating” said Peter. “This particular thing hasn’t happened before.”

“Really? Cause it feels like it has,” said Tony, horrified that Peter had already given the creature a name. “You named the cat Yeti?”

“Yeah.”

OR

Peter brings a kitten home, and Tony tries to not get attached. Tries being keyword.

“Mr. Stark,” said Peter. “Don’t look.”

“I’m already looking,” said Tony. “I already don’t like it.”

“Aww. How could you say that about Yeti?”

Tony stared at the scene in his kitchen.

Peter Parker leaned against the counter, with wild, messy mask hair, and dressed as Spider-Man. He held a small kitten in his hand, and there was a bag of kitten food on the floor near his feet. Kernels of it laid scattered all over the place, next to a small dish with a cute fishbone graphic.

Tony released a long, weary breath. “Why does this always happen?”

“Always is over exaggerating” said Peter. “This particular thing hasn’t happened before.”

“Really? Cause it feels like it has,” said Tony, horrified that Peter had already given the creature a name. “You named the cat Yeti?”

“Yeah.”

The kitten meowed, as if to confirm his name really was Yeti, and even Tony had to admit, that stupid animal was cute as hell. He shook his head. No. This wasn’t happening.

“Peter,” said Tony, trying his best to sound firm. “We can’t have a cat.”

“I think we can.”

The kitten meowed again, and Tony’s heart melted a little bit.

“Make that beast stop making that adorable sound.”

Another meow. So it was a defiant little thing. Just like Peter in his determination to prove that Tony was really just a soft old man. He could see why the two of them along so well.

“Why? Are you afraid you’re gonna fall in love with him?” asked Peter.

“Absolutely not.”

“Well Yeti’s just trying to say that he likes you,” said Peter, holding out the kitten, as if he were Mufasa presenting Simba to the pride lands, as if he expected Tony to hold him and cuddle him.

“Well I don’t like him.”

Peter gasped, and pulled Yeti into his chest with one hand. He covered the kitten's ears with the other. “How dare.”

“What even possessed you to bring a cat back home in the first place?”

He launched into a wild and harrowing story about a burning building and animal control, only to, at the very end, admit that he’d simply found the kitten cold and hungry in a New York alleyway.

“And I couldn’t really leave him there, Mr. Stark.”

“I agree,” said Tony. “Doesn’t mean you had to bring him here. There are shelters.”

“He already thinks of me as his brother. Leaving him all alone at some shelter would have been abandonment.”

“Abandonment,” repeated Tony, shaking his head. “That’s awfully dramatic.”

“Pepper says I get it from you.”

Tony frowned, and was about to rebuff this extremely untrue statement when, as if having heard her name spoken, Pepper entered the kitchen. She took in the scene, just the way Tony had, except when her eyes fell on Yeti she had the opposite reaction.

“Awww,” said Pepper. Peter passed the kitten to her, and Pepper scratched Yeti on the head. That disgusting feline had the nerve to look as if he were enjoying it. “He’s adorable, Peter. I had one that looked just like him when I was little.”

“Tony’s making me take him to a shelter,” said Peter, pumping his voice full of pretend sadness that made Tony want to shake him a little bit.

“What?” asked Pepper. Her tone was very much one that told Tony had his wife had fallen for the kitten. “No. We have to keep him.”

“That isn’t what I said,” said Tony. “Peter misunderstood me. What I said is that we’ll have to go to the pet store and buy him some toys.”

“Oh good,” said Pepper. She smiled at Peter, and gave Yeti back to him. “I’ll go and tell Morgan. She’ll be so pleased.”

Pepper left the kitchen, just as quickly as she arrived, leaving just Tony and Peter standing around. Peter grinned annoyingly, and if he hadn’t been holding Yeti, he would’ve given him a good shove, or at least spray him down really good with the faucet sprayer.

*

It was time for Tony’s soap.

Now that he was retired, and unbothered by chaotic, world threatening events, Tony liked to keep up with the lives of people who lived more dramatic lives than him.

He plopped down on the couch with his tuna on rye, switched on his show, and took a bite.

A small meow captured his attention. He tore his eyes away from the show, and looked down at Yet. He sat there by his feet, looking straight up at him with wide, green eyes. Food begging eyes.

“Nope,” said Tony. He already shared his house with the beast. He wasn’t about to start sharing his sandwich as well. “Scaddle.”

He shook his foot, successfully causing Yeti to back up, but only so that wild minion could jump up on the couch.

“Don’t even think abo -”

But it was too late. Yeti jumped up in his lap, laid down across his legs and curled into a ball. Tony was about to put his sandwich down long enough to remove the cat, but Yeti started purring and he was left immobilized.

“Fine,” says Tony. He took some tuna from the side of his sandwich, and let Yeti lick it off his finger. He gave him a few good pets, then turned his eyes back on the show, where someone was getting a drink thrown into their face.

“Aww.”

Tony turned his head and saw Peter standing near the living room entrance.

“That was so cute,” he told him, walking closer, and finally, sinking into the couch. “You love him.”

“I do not.”

“You so do. You won’t even share your sandwiches with me.”

“That’s because you’re a human garbage disposal,” said Tony. “You wouldn’t just be happy with just half, you’d eat the entire thing and then what’s left in my fridge.”

“Fair point,” said Peter. “You watch this shit?”

Tony chucked a pillow at him.

*

So Tony did love that stupid cat.

He might as well admit it. Yeti was disgustingly cute. Not even cleaning the litter box could change his mind.

He’d grown on him, he guessed, and only about a week of having the little guy, Tony found himself out in the workshop. He wasn’t working with tech. Just regular, plain old wood. He’d cover his creation with carpet later, but for now, he was in just the beginning stages.

“What’cha making?”

Tony jumped, and turned, and of course saw the gremlin that had started this whole mess, leaning against the door.

“A structure.” Was the only information Tony was willing to give.

Peter wondered further into the garage, and took a long look at the elaborate blueprints Tony had drawn up.

“You’re building, uh, ummm Yeti’s Kitty Palace?”

“It’s a working title.”

Peter laughed, and it was so genuine and pure, a smile tugged at Tony’s lips.

“Can I help?”

“Can you focus on what you’re doing,” said Tony. “And not hack your own hand off with the wood cutter?”

“Yeah.”

“Then sure.”

“Yes!” said Peter. “But I’ve got a few suggestions. Some improvements.”

“Oh, yeah? Hit me.”

“We should build in a cave!” said Peter. “Except at the top, so he can pounce at unsuspecting victims.”

“What if we’re the unsuspecting victims?” Tony imagined a horror scene, with a cat jumping and landing on the top of his head, with his claws digging into this scalp.

“Then we probably deserve it,” said Peter. “Cats are very wise.”

“Wiser than spiders, that’s for damn sure.”

Peter looked at him with a pretend offense, but didn’t waste any time marking up and changing his blueprints. Tony had let him, and watched him with fascination, always interested to see the genius way that Peter’s mind worked.

[thenovelartist]

Post-reveal Adrienette that’s decently cute XD Also, still lingering in 2017 writing territory. XD

It was strange the habit Marinette had taken up as of recently.

But if he had to be honest, he loved it.

It started exactly a week after they had revealed their identities. Because finding out his lady was his miraculous classmate was the shocking event of the century and apparently finding out that he was Chat was a shocking event for her, it took that full week to fall back into a normal pattern. Which was good considering that Alya and Nino and frankly the whole class was growing suspicious of them.

That Monday that school began after a weekend, Marinette was the one that approached him. And while he tried to start up conversation, she just continued to study him, her head cocked slightly, her eyes narrowed, and her lips pulled into a slight pout.

When she didn’t answer him, he went into panic mode, wondering just what he did wrong. “Mari—”

She silenced him when she reached up to ruffle his hair. The bangs that he had spent ten minutes trying to spray into place were now completely fanned against his forehead. But she didn’t stop there. Adrien’s eyes were wide as she reached around to the back of his head, scratching up his scalp in a strange yet incredibly wonderful way.

He was almost disappointed when she stopped.

However, his heart started racing when she grabbed his cheeks, her index fingers scratching the spot right above his ears. And then his heart stopped when she sent him a bright grin. “Perfect.”

His tongue was too tied up to ask what she had meant by that.

Then, she patted his cheeks affectionately before wandering inside the school.

When the bell rang, Adrien’s mind was kicked back into reality. He absently brushed his hair from his face as well as combing his fingers through it in the back.

Marinette regarded him with a frown for the rest of the day, and while she never told him why, she was talking to him. He dropped the subject just so that he could attempt to salvage the odd dynamic shift between them.

But the next day, she did it again. Ruffling his bangs, scratching the back of his head, and patting his cheeks while she rubbed above his ears. And she did it again at lunch.

“Perfect,” she’d always say with a grin that was enough to melt his heart even more than her touch did.

And so became her habit. Which led to his.

He slowly became to anticipate the way she ruffled his hair. He couldn’t ever figure out why she did it, but it made her happy, which would make him happy. If messing up his perfect model hair was what she wanted to do, then he would let his lady do it. It just made her so happy, and he lived for that. But it just felt so good, he couldn’t help but lean forward into her touch. Then add to that the reaction of his hands curling up against his chest on their own, kneading the air like a cat.

That always made her giggle. It wasn’t long that her declarations of “perfect” switched to “there’s my kitty.” And better yet, it was usually accompanied with her pulling his face close enough to rub noses with her.

If he could purr for her, he would.

[lu-undy]

Chapter 63 - SBT

Here it is!

Day after day, week after week, month after month, Perle grew up to become the most beautiful cat Mundy had set eyes on. Whenever he walked in the streets, people would stare at that scruffy man with a majestic snow white cat laying on his shoulders. 

And she grew up to be rotten spoilt, that cat! The kids spent their time petting her and she was never out of scratches' reach for very long. Her fur grew up so much that her tail looked like it was made of soft cotton. She would wave it left and right, walking along her Dad, protecting him for strangers. But Mundy had raised her to accept children and he could even sometimes see a bit of a mother's instinct on her. 

He would set her free and she would roam the streets with other cats sometimes before coming back home to eat and sleep. Meanwhile, Mundy got busy with the homeless around there, as usual. He gave Maurice a hand, here and there. Sometimes he was serving soup, and he helped prepare it, other times, he was running a few errands for the tall king of beggars. 

They only had one agreement. Mundy would refuse any remotely risky job, might it be just passing on information on a hot target from one courier to the next. And Maurice had agreed. He respected that. 

Most of the time, Mundy was at the storehouses, helping out. The rich folks of town would get rid of what they don't use: clothes, toys, anything. The beggars would then collect all of it and go through it. Keep what can be of use or easily repaired and get rid of the rest. Mundy would be one of those people. He either went through bags and bags of clothes, or he would repair the occasional toaster or electric appliance.

He was moderately happy with it. It was honest work, the pay allowed him and Perle to live comfortably in the van and he would even sometimes find some clothes for himself, or for the cat. July and August were coming and the temperatures were gently going down, and more and more beggars gathered around barrels in which they lit fires. 

Mundy relied on his clothes and his little electric heater in his van. 

"Meow?" 

That evening, Perle insisted on going out for dinner. She kept on meowing again and again and refused to eat her tuna. 

"Right, let's get somethin' out then, baby."

"Meow!" 

"I know you're not a baby anymore, but you’ll always be a baby to me, kitty cat…”

“Meow…!”

He chuckled and they walked in the streets. Perle never strayed too far from her master so he didn't even use her leash. She would trot here and there, jump on low walls and Mundy didn't worry for her. At each cross-road, she would come and sit down at his feet. Only when he started crossing the road, would Perle follow, trotting happily. He had noticed her doing that with Lucien, back in the days, and he guessed that he was the one to educate her so. 

And the more she grew up, the more Mundy saw the resemblance between her and her Papa, not physical of course, but in her character. She was a precious cat and behaved as arrogantly as Lucien used to. But under her thick fur of snow white aristocratic looks, Perle was the most gentle lady cat around. She would let children play with her and would offer a paw to people who held out their hands, whoever they might be. 

"Oh, hey, there, how may I help?" 

"V, it's me." 

"What-?!"

"Meow." 

Victoria's eyes moved down to Perle. 

"Is that you Pearl?! Oh my God, you grew up so much! And M, sorry I didn't recognise you with short hair…!" 

"It's ok, don't worry. Can we have a table?"

"Sure, d'you wanna…?" Victoria was about to offer the same table Mundy used to come to with Lucien back in the days. But on second thoughts, maybe he had moved on and didn't want to dig up the past. After all, Lucien had passed months ago now.

"Yeah, I will, if the table's free." He answered. 

"Sure, go ahead - oh!" Victoria turned her head and saw Perle already lying on the table. "I guess someone is ready to order, eh?" 

Mundy chuckled. 

"Yeah, kinda." He went to sit at the table. "She actually was the one to push me to come here." 

"Really?" 

"Yeah." 

"She's a great cat." Victoria said.

"Meow." 

"And a big one too, look at you, baby, your fluff is everywhere, I can't see the bloody table!" 

"Meow!"

Victoria chuckled. 

"Alright, I'll give you a minute to make up your mind."

"Thanks, V." 

After a few minutes, the waitress came back. 

"So, are you guys ready to order?"

"Yeah, I'll have a coffee and a croissant please. If you have a bit of tuna for the lady, that'd be great."

"Sure. D'you mind if I take a coffee with you?" 

"Oh, sure." 

"Right, I'll be back in a minute. Oh and by the way, you can call me Victoria. L called me V because when I asked him his name, he said L." 

Mundy smiled. Yeah, that sounded like his Lu' alright…

When the young woman came back again, she was carrying a tray. She put the plate with the tuna can in front of Perle and gave Mundy his coffee and croissant. 

"Thanks, mate." 

He opened the can of tuna and Perle started eating it. 

"So," Victoria sat down. "What's up?"

"What's up…?" Mundy repeated. "Well, not much, to be honest. I work with Maurice, helpin' out the poor. Perle helps out with uh…  mice control let's say."

Victoria smiled. 

"She grew up so much…! I remember the first time L brought her here. She was a tiny baby-faced kitten with massive eyes. And now she's the most beautiful cat ever…! Doesn't surprise me that L got her."

"He didn't buy her."

"What?" Victoria asked. 

"He rescued her. Found her skinny and shivering at his hotel door."

"Are you serious?" 

"Yeah. He told me he gave her some tuna and he thought about releasing her. But she didn't want to go."

"Oh… She looks so… I don't know, she looks like him but in a cat. Her fur is as prim as his suits, she's got the same gaze in her eyes, she's confident about herself…" Victoria said, staring at Perle. 

"Yeah, she took a lot from her Papa."

Perle stopped eating and pricked her ears at the mention of the word. 

"Meow?" 

"Yeah, we're talking about Papa, baby." Mundy brushed her head gently. She closed her eyes and purred. 

"D'you know what breed she is?" 

"I'd say ragdoll, maybe mixed with something else? She's got the same long hair and the shape of the eyes." He answered. 

Perle finished her tuna and laid down on the table, lazily waving her tail left and right. 

"And what about you, Victoria? Last time I heard from you, you said you were engaged?" Mundy asked.

"Yeah. We want to get married and we're slowly getting the money for it."

"That's great, congrats on the ring, eh." Mundy pointed at her finger. 

"Thanks! It's a beautiful thing, yeah."

"When d'you think you'll have the wedding?" 

"Somewhere over December, when it's warmer." 

"Fair enough." 

"And uh… Can I ask… Uhm," Victoria hesitated to ask. "On your side of things… Have you, y'know, maybe seen someone else?" 

Mundy smiled.

"Nah. Still love him." He simply answered. "I go and visit him on the weekend. Tell him about my week, about anything really."

Victoria looked distraught. 

"Don't look at me like that, I'm doing fine. I just…" Mundy sighed. "I just know there's no one else like him or as good as him. He's… Y'know, he wanted to be here and not sent back to France even though he only spent a few months here. That constantly blows my mind when I think about it."

"Oh…" 

"He told Maurice he wanted to be next to me. I'm - I'm happy about it but it just… What surprises me is that he didn't want to be buried with his fiancée and kid. I mean…"

"Bloody hell, he must have loved you unlike anyone before…"

Mundy blushed and looked down at the empty coffee cup that he held between his hands. 

"Well, then we're two." 

"M, look, I don't mean to tell you what to do or anythin' but maybe it's time to, y'know, find someone else or…?"

"Nah, V. Can't do it. My mind's stuck."

"I can see that. You talk about him still in the present, even after all these months."

"Yeah, it's even worse than that." He admitted, still not looking her in the eyes. 

"What d'you mean?" She gently asked. 

"I won't bother you with this." He answered. 

"Please, M, you don't bother me. The way I see it, I do it for him. He wouldn't want to see you anxious with no one to talk to. So please, go ahead."

Mundy took a deep breath and sighed. 

"To this day, when Perle and I go to sleep, we hold on to one of his jackets. She uses it as a blanket and I just… I hold it for the smell of it. And when the perfume goes away, I spray a bit more of it. But that's not all… I uh… I started smoking more."

He put a hand in his inner pocket and took the metallic cigarette case that belonged to Lucien. 

"I guess they are the same cigs as him?" She asked and he nodded.

"And everyday that God makes, I look at this old thing to tell me the time before realising that the time will always be 4.26pm, the time at which…" Mundy had pulled up his sleeve a bit to show Lucien's broken watch and he couldn't finish his sentence.

"You can't have it repaired?" She asked. 

"I could. But I don't want to change anything in it." Mundy covered his wrist again and opened the cigarette case. He took one and lit it.

"Hold on…" Victoria said, staring at the case. "Can I…?"

"Oh, sure, you smoke too?"

"No, it's just…"

Victoria opened the case flat on the table again and pushed the cigarettes left and right. 

"Is that you and your parents?"

Mundy almost choked. Behind the cigarettes was that picture of him that had been missing from the van, the most recent picture he had of his parents. 

"What the hell is it doing here?!" He asked. 

"You didn't put it there?" She asked. 

"No! I've been looking for it everywhere! I thought I'd lost it, I - huh?!" He gasped when the realisation hit him. "Lu'..." 

"What?" Victoria asked. 

"It's him. He stole a picture of me and my parents and…"

Victoria's eyebrows jumped. 

"What?!"

"Listen. On the day of his funeral, after the ceremony, I went back to the van with Pearl. I tidied up the place and realised that this photo was missing. I have a few of them stuck to the wall and this is the last one I have of my parents and I. I thought it had fallen, maybe even flew out the door one day without me realising it."

"How does that all loop back to L?" She asked. 

"There was one day that Lu' came to my van alone. After he came back from it, he told me that he couldn't help but have a look around my stuff, the curious bastard… That's what he meant! He took that picture and…" 

Mundy looked down and removed all the cigarettes from the case. He took that photo and Victoria saw another one behind it. Mundy put them both flat on the table. 

"This was his fiancée and kid, and him obviously."

"Oh my God, he looked so young!" 

"And that's me and my parents…"

"Woah… And he kept both in his cigarette case?" 

"That he carries everywhere, all the time. Each time he would open it he would see…"

"You." Victoria said. 

Mundy sighed but with a smile. 

"I love you, you thief…" He muttered to himself. 

Victoria grinned but deep down, she was concerned. No one visits the grave of someone they used to love that frequently for that long. No one clings to souvenirs that way, no one sleeps with their ex-'s jacket, spraying it with their perfume, no one starts to smoke as their ex-'s did… 

"M?"

"Yeah?" 

"I have to tell you this because no one else might."

"What is it?" He asked, looking her in the eye.

"You probably shouldn't do all these things."

"What d'you mean?" 

"The cat is more than enough for you to remember him by."

Perle stopped bathing herself and turned her head to her Dad. She had felt it. Dad became hot and he smelt weird. He wasn't scared or angry, it was somewhere in between.

"I can't." He clenched his jaw and looked down. 

"What do you mean?" She asked. 

"I tried. I tried not doing all these things. But without his jacket, I can't sleep, without his cigs, I get too anxious to the point where I can't leave the van and even Perle can't do anything to make me feel better."

"That doesn't sound too good, M."

"Yeah, well, didn't sound good when Maurice told me that he passed either, eh." He answered passive-aggressively. 

"Maybe you should see someone." She suggested. 

"Told you. There's no one else half as g-"

"No." She cut him. "Someone to talk to, about all this." 

He sighed and rubbed his eyes. 

"So you think I have a problem?" He asked. "I'm not mad."

"I'm not saying that you are. I am just suggesting that you try because it might do you good. I've never met anyone who didn't go past the grieving stage for that long. From what you tell me, it's like you live in denial!"

"What?!" He asked. 

"You live with all his stuff as if he was still there, but he isn't! He's been gone for months!"

He frowned. 

"Look, M, it's not good that you live like this. You are not really living in the real world. You need to open your eyes and believe the hard truth. Don't hide from it, don't try to put together an act to pretend he's still here."

Mundy couldn't hear any more of it. He took the cigarette case back and left. Perle jumped after him the second he did and followed him. 

Their walk back home was silent and she could feel her Dad was distraught. 

"Meow?"

He didn't answer and continued walking. He slipped in his van and locked himself in before letting himself fall on his sofa. 

"Meow?" 

He didn't know what to say.

"It doesn't make sense." 

Perle laid on his chest, brushing her head against his. 

"How can I just… forget? I can't! I can't pretend it didn't happen! And I'm not pretending it didn't happen! If it hadn't happened, we'd be with him, wouldn't we?" 

"Meow…"

"I mean it stands to reason…!" He looked into Perle's eyes and she started kneading his chest with her fluffy paws. He sighed. 

"Sorry to yell at you, baby. I shouldn't. You did nothing wrong." He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her dearly. "I just miss him… I wish he was still there. And with winter coming, I just feel a bit miserable, is all." 

"Meow." 

"D'you think V was right?"

"Meow." She looked up at him with her bewitching eyes. 

"Hm." 

Perle trotted away to the door and scratched it repeatedly.

"Wanna go out again?"

"Meow."

"Alright, here… Door's open. Be careful with cars and stuff, eh?" 

Perle sat at the doorstep. 

"What? You're not going?"

"Meow." She sat there, her long fur brushed by the cold wind of winter. 

"Wanna come in then?"

"Meow." She refused and sat such that Mundy couldn't fully close the door. He sighed. 

"It's really cold, baby, now either you get inside or you go out."

"Meow." 

"What d'you want?"

She turned her head up to him. 

"Meow?"

"With you…? Alright…" He put on his coat again and followed her out. 

This time, he let her completely decide where she wanted to go and followed behind. Mundy's eyes were lowered down to his boots as he walked the pavement mindlessly. The sun went down fast and soon, he walked in the periodic puddles of sodium orange street lights.

When she turned, he did. When she stopped, he did. He put his hands in his pockets and sighed as his thoughts continued to roll, powered by his frustration and distress. 

How he wished Lucien was there, how he wished he could be walking the streets with him! Even if they wouldn't hold hands out in the open, even if he wouldn't show how much the posh snob counted for him. Who needed to hold hands when one simple gaze spoke a thousand words? 

And Lucien's eyes… Two drops of ice. Cold and yet the most sensual gaze Mundy had ever crossed in his life. It was absurd but each time he locked eyes with him, he would feel the attraction, in his own mind, in his heart, and everywhere else. His hands would have pins and needles to the tip of his fingers, his knees would weaken and feel like jelly, his whole chest would beat a march of warmth, comfort, and safety. 

But those days were long gone and similarly to a decade ago, time was passing, treading over him, trampling his face with heavy hooves whilst Mundy was stuck, like the hand of a broken watch, like the hand of Lucien's watch. 

"Meow!" MIAOU

Perle broke Mundy's descent to the coldest places of his mind. 

"What?" 

She trotted to a door and sat next to it. 

"Meow." 

Mundy frowned and raising his head, he saw the name of the establishment blink in golden neon lights. 

The Queen Victoria. 

He sighed. 

"Oh bugger… And of course, you want me to get in?"

"Meow." 

"I'm not dressed properly for this, baby. And I don't have the energy."

"Meow!" She insisted. 

"No." He turned on his heels and walked away. The sound of his heeled boots resounded loudly in his ears until he stopped at a crossroad. When the cars braked to let him through, he looked down but Perle wasn't by his side. 

"Pearl?" 

He looked round and around, his eyes scanning his surroundings as he suddenly realised that the streets were busy with people, walking, running, busy like bees in the city. 

"Pearl?! Baby! Where are you?" 

He walked back on his steps and finally found her.

"What the hell are you bloody doin' here?" 

She was still sitting next to the entrance door of the Queen Victoria.

"Meow!"

"C'mon, let's go back home!"

"Meow!" She insisted and meowed louder such that people in the streets stopped and watched the man talk to his cat, the poor fool… 

"Right…" He pushed the door and got inside to escape all the eyes that were riveted on him in the streets.

"Good evening, Sir. Long time no see! Your usual table is free, if you would be so kind…" 

"Wh-?"

Mundy didn't have time to say anything and in no time, he was seated back at the table he used to come and watch Lucien from. Perle climbed on the opposite seat and on the table to lay down there. 

"You're in a lot of trouble, Pearl. I don't have any kind of money to pay anything from here…"

Mundy looked around. The restaurant was less busy and the same musicians were on stage. When their piece ended, people applauded left and right. It didn't boom like it used to back when Lucien was singing there.

"Sir?"

"Huh?!"

"Oh, sorry to scare you, here, this is on the house, from Andy and his musicians."

It was the same old chocolate dessert that a waiter had put on the table. Mundy raised his eyes to the stage and Andy nodded to him while the patrons in the dining area were still applauding. 

When the applause passed, Mundy sighed. He took the spoon on the dessert plate and stared at the chocolate cake. It looked exactly the same but Mundy knew even before putting it in his mouth. It would taste and smell different now. 

The orchestra started a new piece, but Mundy wasn't listening. He would just eat the cake to honour the musicians' gift, and leave. He raised the bit of cake on his spoon to his mouth and as he ate it, a female voice made him almost choke on it.

{To the readers, the song is "Heartbreaker" by Dionne Warwick} 

"I got to say it and it's hard for me,

You got me crying like I thought I would never be, 

Love is believin', but you let me down,

How can I love you when you ain't around?"

Mundy raised his head to the stage. A middle-aged black female was singing. She was wearing a beige and golden top with long sleeves and a matching pair of trousers. 

"And I get to the morning and you never call,

Love should be everything or not at all,

And it don't matter whatever you do,

I made a life out of loving you!"

Mundy put a hand on his mouth. The words hit him. They hit him and they hurt. They hit him and they hurt so damn much.

"Only to find any dream that I follow is dying,

I'm crying in the rain,

I could be searching my world for a love everlasting,

Feeling no pain,

When will we meet again?"

Mundy thought the music wouldn't touch him, but it did. It broke him inside. He could feel it, burning like an ulcer but not just in his stomach. The pain was everywhere in his chest, in his stomach and in his head.

And it seemed to him that the words beat him up… 

"Why do you have to be a 

Heartbreaker?

Is it a lesson that I never knew?

Got to get out of the spell that I'm under

My love for you!"

They gathered in a circle around him and hit. 

"Suddenly, everything I ever wanted

Has passed me by

This world may end

Not you and I!"

Mundy lowered his head and hid his face in his hands, trying to protect it from the kicks and hits. 

"My love is stronger than the universe

My soul is crying for you, and that cannot

be reversed"

But they hurt. Mundy screwed his eyes shut and tensed up everywhere, as if contracting all his muscles would lessen the pain of every hit.

"Out of my mind, I am held by the power of you, love

Tell me then should I try?

Or should I say goodbye?"

The Aussie pushed his chair and left the place.