#Like he would

[smilesrobotlover]

Whumptober day 23- shadows, stalking, who’s there?

The only times that I use all three prompts is when it’s a super goofy and lighthearted fic lol.

Anyways Twi loves cats. So very much.

Warnings: implications of broken bones, implications of animal abuse, but it’s very, very mild.

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Everything about this place put Twilight on edge. He couldn’t explain it, but he constantly felt like he was being watched by something in the shadows. But everytime he looked over his shoulder, there was no one watching him. He tried to convince himself that he was overreacting, but the feeling never went away. Eventually Twilight found himself alone in an alleyway, away from other people. His heart rate spiked as he looked around, his paranoia getting the best of him as he got even more lost. The sun was setting, making the alleyway harder to see, which didn’t do him any favors for his anxiety.

Something was knocked over behind him and he flinched, pulling out his sword to protect himself from whatever appeared. But he found nothing, just an empty alleyway with knocked over crates scattering across the ground. Twilight growled and got low.

“Who’s there?” He called out in a firm voice, holding his sword defensively. It was silent for a moment, until Twilight heard the tiniest little meow. He gasped when he saw a little orange kitten wander out from behind the crates, staring at Twilight with the biggest, darkest eyes he’s ever seen. The rancher quickly put the sword away, the fear of being stalked immediately leaving him as his heart practically exploded. He gave a small squeal that the others would never let him live down, and he got on his knees as the little baby trotted towards him, sniffing his hand cautiously before rubbing his head against it. Twilight gave out another squeal and picked the kitty up, scratching its little head as it purred.

“Oh sweet spirits above you are so cute,” Twilight cried, trying not to smother it with kisses. The kitty sniffed his cheek and Twilight gave it a very gentle squeeze. “You’re just a babyyyyy.”

The kitty meowed and Twilight practically started weeping, stroking its back gently, until he heard another noise behind him. Twilight snapped out of his stupor and he shot up, holding his sword in one hand and the kitten in the other.

“Who’s there?” He called out, more aggressively this time, holding the kitten protectively. This time, a group of men walked out from the buildings around him, surrounding him. They all snarled and sneered, pulling out their various weapons. Twilight glared at them, holding his sword defensively. “Who are you?”

One stepped up in front of the others, swinging around a club arrogantly. “We’re just simple folks trying to make a living, my good sir.”

Twilight narrowed his eyes. “And what does that have to do with me, exactly?”

The leader chuckled, looking at the men around him, who chuckled as well. “You’re worth a lot of money, boy. And we got families to feed.”

Twilight growled. “You’re bounty hunters!”

“Not very bright are you?” The leader sneered. “So soft too. I knew the kitten would lead you in somehow.”

Twilight gasped. “You used it against me?”

“Of course we did. It wasn’t easy to get either, the darn mother was so… feisty.”

Fury built up in Twilight’s chest. “You took it from its mother? What kind of a monster does that?”

“Oh please, it’s just a cat.” He said nonchalantly. Twilight growled holding the kitten tighter against his chest, and the bounty hunter scoffed. “Get him boys, try not to hurt him too much.”

Twilight brought his sword behind him, deflecting an attack from behind. He kicked the person who attempted to take a blow at him, and dodged another attack from someone with a knife. He fought defensively, making sure that nothing would hurt the kitten bundled up in his arms. He deflected an attack from a sword and punched the owner’s nose, hearing a satisfying pop. He kicked another bounty hunter in the chest, hearing a loud crack as he was slammed against the wall. One grabbed the arm that was cradling the kitten, and Link gave him a death glare. He saw the fear in the hunter’s eyes and he punched him hard in the face. Soon, there were only two remaining, the leader, and one holding a spear. They looked at him in fear, and the leader glanced at the other one.

“C– c’mon! It can’t be that hard to capture him!” He shouted. The spear-holding bounty hunter huffed and charged Twilight. The rancher planted his feet and grabbed the hunter with one hand, throwing him across the alleyway. He turned to the leader, who looked terrified. Twilight gave him a smirk and checked the kitten, who was purring and snuggling up against his chest. He gave a hum of satisfaction and walked over to the leader, who hopped back.

“W-wait! Wait hold on, we can come to an agreement,” he stammered, dropping his club. Twilight glared at him, holding his sword to his throat.

“Why would I come to an agreement with you?”

“We’ll come for your friends next, boy. They, especially the smaller ones, seem easier to nab than you.”

Twilight pressed his sword up against his throat, snarling. “I’m not going to let you hurt any of them, especially the smaller ones.”

“You know, if you give yourself up willingly, I might… well… forget about them.”

Twilight tilted his head, then snorted, bringing his knee to his gut and punching him unconscious.

“As if I’d give you the chance to hurt any of them,” he muttered, grabbing rope that fell out of the crate. He set the kitten down and tied up the bounty hunters, walking away from the alleyway with the tiny feline in his arms.

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The kitten was talkative as Twilight walked towards a farm as a wolf. He held the kitten gently in his mouth as he talked and talked about his life on the farm.

“And I tried to catch a mouse myself, but it was too fast for me and the others kept making fun of me ‘cause of it,” the kitten rambled, and Twilight only hummed in response. When he got closer to the farm, he made sure to stay out of sight from the farmers, not wanting to scare them with the presence of a large wolf. But luckily, a different pair of eyes saw him, a momma cat came running towards him, looking frantic as she saw her son in the wolf’s jaws.

“Mommy!” The kitten cheered as he was set down, and he ran to his mother while she rubbed her face against him.

“You’re safe! I was so worried!” She cried.

“I got taken by humans, but that’s ok! Because this wolf saved me!”

The momma cat looked at Twilight, and rubbed against his legs. “Thank you so much. Wolves don’t normally help us smaller animals. You’re too kind.”

Twilight booped her with his nose, and the kitten joined them.

“He’s not actually a wolf, he’s a human! He just turned into a wolf!”

“Oh, enough with your stories,” his mother scolded.

“But it’s true!”

Twilight gave a wolf-like chuckle as the kitten and his mother argued. Soon, more kittens came by, looking at the large and gentle wolf with their mother and brother.

“Woah! A wolf!”

“Is he nice?”

“Mommy don’t get eaten!”

Twilight laid down as all the kittens laid on top of him, playing with his ear, snuggling in his fur, and licking his nose. The rancher was enjoying every second of it.

“I’m so sorry about my kits, they don’t know manners,” the momma cat apologized, but Twilight huffed it away. He loved being bombarded by kittens. “I can't blame them for wanting to play on you, your fur is so soft.”

Twilight booped her with his nose and rested his head on the ground. The momma cat reluctantly curled up on his side while her kitties joined her. They all nuzzled in comfortably, some of the kitties making biscuits on his back. Twilight rested his head on the ground and let out a huff, and soon, the animals were drifting off, with Twilight feeling like he was in heaven.

He loved cats.

[arcanespillo]

“All Hell Breaks Loose, Part 2″  

Supernatural S2E22

[kingkatsuki]

Barou Shoei & @knchins 

How you meet.

You’d anticipated the crowd to be packed for My Chemical Romance tonight, especially since it had been years since they last performed live and they were the band of the weekend— but what you didn’t expect is to have some fucking prick behind you rubbing his sweaty body against you. Feeling the hint of a semi digging into your lower back as he pretended to be pushed forward by the sea of people.

You pushed back against him, but there wasn’t any available space to slip into, and you didn’t want to leave the crowd after coming in early just to make sure you had this perfect spot.

Contemplating turning around to cuss him out when another man stepped in, a large palm wrapping around your forearm to tug you to his side. Moving you to the side slightly as he stood behind you, dark eyes glaring at the pervert who was now looking irritated.

“Fucking asshole, you got no shame?” He spoke loudly as the guy began to get flustered, “Lucky they’re about to come on or I’d kick your ass.”

Even though Barou was protecting you now, you could see out of the corner of your eye that he was keeping an eye on the other people in the area to make sure he wasn’t doing the same to someone else.

“You okay?” He leaned down as his lips brushed against the shell of your ear.

“I’m fine, thanks.” You felt so relieved now he was behind you instead, protected even as you looked back towards the stage.

“Can you still see?”

“Yeah.” You were certain this was an even better view than you had before, or maybe it was just because you felt more comfortable.

The crowd became more intense when MCR came on stage, but you didn’t feel it. Not with Barou standing behind you protectively. His arms on either side of you stopped any moshing guys from barging into you, crowdsurfers went straight past you and the best part? He’d managed to shove the perverted guy into one of the pits that had opened up which left you feeling safe and secure.

When they finished you turned to face your saviour, thanking him for making the experience perfect and of course he couldn’t leave without shooting his shot and getting your number🥺

[mixtrotabuu]

Zephira will do anything and by all means, enjoy chocolate for his own content of sweetness down him.

He’ll also like the taste of coffee, but only if it contains chocolate as well.

[mittensxd]

If not true then why???

love that whenever some fucked up shit happens in front of jesse in breaking bad he looks exactly like this

[incandescent-creativity]

Do you ever write a sentence and then realize “Nah, that’s too self aware for you” and backspace a bunch of times.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Knowledge Revenge.

[unsung-idiot]

don't show him modern technology; it won't end well

bonus under the cut:

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[swan2swan]

Whoever conceived and animated this moment, I hope they're doing well and thriving. This is S-rank romance stuff here.

[dayvan]

crashing the tulpar into the asteroid that turns you into a dog ft. lil curlydog fanart by @rdhndrd

some design notes under the cut

Curly: Husky mix, maybe GShep? (mush, captain, mush!!!) Anya: Silken Windsprite (or long-medium haired sighthound mix) Daisuke: seen at least 2 different instances of people drawing him as a Papillon and i agree wholeheartedly Swansea: XL Bully/Cane corso Jimmy: badly socialized German Pointer mix

also ciarans fanart is based on this

[catwouthats]

THEY MAKE ME INSANE

Proof below:

Also, I’m fucking crying, I think his arm is like that bc he fell asleep holding the photo.

EDIT: more proof:

[luriuan]

I love how whenever ATLA recognizes Sokka is smart enough to solve a problem but it’d be too fast they just stick him in some kind of situation. Like he COULD’VE stopped jet from drowning a town so they tied him up and dumped him in a forest. He COULD’VE figured out what that spirits deal was so they lost him in the spirit world for 24 hours.

[nat-20s]

name a more iconic thing to happen for the fictional qpr community than Donna Noble quite literally meeting her soulmate and being like hmm. there's no one I've ever wanted to fuck less

[mikufanclub]

ohhhhh okay

[marypsue]

Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.

All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.