#affectionate fluffball

[uzurakis]

[coffeeecryptid]

see also huskies: media portrays them as majestic, brave dogs, running through the snow and pulling sleds twice their size, but in reality they are stubborn and loud and if they are unhappy they will sing you the song of their people to let you know

A series

[ivyues]

Paws off my Human! ⋅ Seungmin

Meeting your dog was more difficult than Seungmin thought.

After weeks of talking about it, you were finally introducing Seungmin to your dog, Mochi. You had hyped this moment up so much in your head – imagining a sweet, heartwarming encounter where your two favorite beings in the world would instantly click. But there was one problem.

Dogs just… weren’t that into Seungmin.

It wasn’t like they disliked him, but they never seemed to gravitate towards him the way they did with most people. While his friends had dogs practically falling over themselves to get their attention, Seungmin would always get a passive glance before they trotted off somewhere else. It was an ongoing joke, and one Seungmin had accepted with an exaggerated sigh.

Still, you had hope. Mochi was your dog, and maybe that would make a difference.

“Okay, Mochi,” you said, crouching down to your fluffy companion. “This is Seungmin. Be nice.”

Seungmin knelt beside you, his usual confident expression softening into something almost shy. “Hey there, Mochi,” he said, stretching out a hand cautiously.

Mochi sniffed Seungmin’s fingers for a second, and for a brief, shining moment, you thought that maybe – just maybe – this would be the exception. That Mochi would sense how much Seungmin meant to you and would accept him right away.

Instead, Mochi simply blinked, turned his head, and promptly walked away.

You tried to suppress a laugh as Seungmin stared after him, blinking in disbelief. “Are you serious?” he muttered. “I didn’t even do anything!”

You patted his shoulder sympathetically. “He’s just playing hard to get.”

“I didn’t even want his attention that much,” Seungmin huffed, crossing his arms. “It’s not like I care or anything.”

You raised a brow. “Uh-huh. That’s why you’re pouting?”

“I am not pouting,” he grumbled, but the way he glanced at Mochi – who had now plopped down on his favorite blanket, facing the other way – told a different story.

Defeated, Seungmin sighed. “I don’t understand. I’m practically a dog myself.”

Feeling a bit bad for your boyfriend, you decided to step in. “Mochi loves treats,” you suggested. “Want to try giving him one?”

Seungmin exhaled, then nodded. “Alright, fine. I’ll win him over.”

You handed him a treat, and he carefully approached Mochi again. “Okay, listen, little guy,” he said, holding out the snack. “I know we got off to a rough start, but let’s be friends, yeah?”

Mochi eyed the treat, then Seungmin. After a long pause, he finally took it from his hand, chewing happily. Your heart warmed at the sight of Seungmin’s expression – like he had just won a hard-fought battle.

“See?” you grinned. “He just needed a little bribery.”

Seungmin scoffed. “I don’t bribe, I negotiate.”

You laughed, watching as Mochi, after finishing his treat, hesitantly nudged Seungmin’s knee before settling back down. It wasn’t instant love, but it was progress.

Seungmin smirked, clearly pleased. “Told you I’d win him over.”

You rolled your eyes fondly and leaned against his shoulder. “Sure, puppy boy.”

He groaned at the nickname, but you caught the small smile tugging at his lips. Maybe Mochi wasn’t the only one playing hard to get.

Feeling content, you turned your head slightly towards Seungmin, the warmth of the moment making you want to steal a quick kiss. Just as you moved in, Mochi suddenly barked – loud and sharp.

Startled, you pulled back, wide-eyed. Seungmin let out an amused scoff, glancing at the unimpressed fluffball.

“Wow,” he muttered, crossing his arms. “Not only do I have to win you over, but now I have to get permission to be affectionate with her?”

You patted his head, suppressing a giggle. “Maybe he sees you as a rival.”

Seungmin shook his head, shooting a wary look at Mochi. “Fine. But for the record, I’m not scared of you,” he told the dog.

Mochi responded by yawning dramatically before turning away again.

You smiled, squeezing Seungmin’s hand. “Looks like you’ve still got some work to do.”

Seungmin groaned. “I can’t believe I have to compete with a dog.”

-----

Weeks later, after many failed attempts on Seungmin’s part to win Mochi over, you decided that a walk together might help with their bonding. The crisp spring air was refreshing as the three of you strolled through the park, but the sun weakly peeked through the flowering trees.

Mochi trotted happily by your side, tail wagging with every step, while Seungmin walked a little further from him, hands in his pockets, feigning indifference.

“You know,” you teased, glancing at your boyfriend, “you don’t have to act so cool about it. It’s okay to admit you want Mochi to like you.”

Seungmin scoffed, shaking his head. “I really don’t care that much.”

You hummed, clearly unconvinced. “Right.”

After a bit more walking, you decided to give Seungmin the leash. “Here, try holding it,” you offered, placing the leash in his hands.

Seungmin hesitated but took it, looking down at Mochi expectantly. “Alright, come on, let’s go.”

Mochi, however, didn’t budge.

Seungmin frowned and gave the leash a gentle tug. “Mochi?”

Mochi simply turned his head to the side, stubbornly planting his paws into the ground.

Seungmin groans. “What am I supposed to do? Drag him?”

You shake your head. “Try convincing him.”

Seungmin kneels down beside Mochi. “Okay, listen. I know we didn’t start off great, but I have treats, and I will literally carry you home if I have to. Your choice.”

You bit your lip to keep from laughing as Seungmin let out an exasperated sigh as Mochi still didn’t move. “Is your dog broken?”

“He just doesn’t respect you yet,” you said, grinning. “Give it a second.”

Seungmin rolled his eyes. “Or maybe he’s just bad-mannered.”

At that, you crouched slightly and clapped your hands. “Come on, Mochi, go with Seungmin.”

Mochi perked up at your voice, then, without warning, bolted forward – leash in Seungmin’s hand.

“Whoa—hey!” Seungmin yelped as he was yanked forward, stumbling slightly as he struggled to keep up with the determined fluffball. You burst into laughter, watching as your dog enthusiastically led a very reluctant Seungmin down the path.

You jogged to catch up, laughing breathlessly at the sight of your usually composed boyfriend being dragged along by a fluffy ball of energy. "I think he likes you now!"

Seungmin shot you a glare over his shoulder, though the corners of his lips twitched in amusement. "Yeah? Then why is he trying to kill me?"

-----

You returned one afternoon to your appartment, running late. You knew your boyfriend would already be there so you expected to find him grumbling about Mochi’s latest act of indifference or Mochi keeping his usual distance. Instead, you were met with an entirely different sight.

Seungmin was fast asleep on your couch.

His long legs were stretched out, one arm resting behind his head, the other draped lazily over his stomach. His chest rose and fell steadily, his usually sharp features softened in slumber. The peaceful expression on his face made your heart flutter – he looked so unguarded like this, completely at ease in your space.

But what really caught your attention was Mochi.

Curled up at Seungmin’s feet, your fluffy companion had tucked himself against your boyfriend’s legs, his small body rising and falling in sync with Seungmin’s breath. The sight was almost comical – after all the times Mochi had rejected Seungmin’s affection, he had unknowingly sought comfort in him now.

You clapped a hand over your mouth to stifle a laugh. Of course, the one time Mochi willingly snuggled up to Seungmin, he had no idea it was happening.

Careful not to wake them, you tiptoed closer, pulling out your phone. There was no way you weren’t capturing this moment. With the softest tap of your finger, you snapped a picture – one that you were sure to tease Seungmin with later.

masterlist

[mind-intheclouds342]

Do it for them - Co-captain reader x Curly

Previous - FINAL PART - Bonus

"Let me see"

You mentioned while laughing, sitting in front of the man who looked at you affectionately as you touched his face and observed him attentively.

"Your eye looks a bit red... Have you been using the drops the doctor recommended?"

Curly: "Maybe... I forgot them... today"

His voice was still somewhat strange to hear, it had the essence of what his voice once was, but much rougher and it was difficult for him to say long sentences, he had to pause between words to be able to say them.

You caressed his cheeks with your thumbs, seeing the scars on his face.

At first, it wasn't the same skin you knew; you were surprised at how his body returned to that familiar skin, changing its texture, gradually becoming the skin you love to touch.

You noticed the ring hanging from his neck, with the lack of hands, he wore his ring that way to keep it close.

He had to convince you to give him back his ring, but at that moment you were in crisis because you had told him that the day you took it off, you would leave him. Although you reached an agreement to annul that promise.

Five years had already passed since you returned to Earth, and too many things had happened.

On your side, you started following your dream when you were little, and today you have your own bakery.

But it was hard work getting here, because the first thing you worried about was your husband's well-being, who spent half a year resting in the hospital, and then you had to take care of him with attention at home.

Pony Express decided to give you a percentage of your salary and a bonus for the damages they suffered, so with that money, they performed the man's first surgeries.

A skin graft, hair, and facial reconstruction, among others, over the next two years.

He used prosthetics that helped him walk and pick things up on his own, although just in case, you still had his wheelchair as a backup, which he refuses to use again, and when you're not watching, he tries to get rid of it, but you've locked the room where it is.

You even adopted two dogs, the first was Jupiter, a Labrador, a service dog who helps Curly when you're not around, and he's also a very good companion.

And after insisting for so long that Jupiter needed a little sibbling, you adopted Sunset, a dog you had found outside your bakery begging for food, a golden retriever who had escaped from her home, where it seemed they only used her to have puppies and sell them because she was purebred.

Both animals got along well right away, both quite calm, they don't cause any problems.

On the other hand, you stayed in touch with the rest of the crew.

Anya was able to get into medical school a few months after returning, and she is currently in her final year to receive her diploma.

Swansea retired and stayed at home with his family and children, being welcomed by his wife and the little girl she had had a few months ago.

Daisuke tried again with the art school, giving his all and with the support of his parents, he was able to get in. He even has a blog where he talks about the experiences he had in his life to motivate other young people to follow what they love.

Jimmy on the other hand... The last thing you heard about him was that his sentence was extended further for causing conflicts during his time in prison.

As for the little baby... you found out she was adopted by a good family, and that was all you needed to know about her.

Curly: "They're already... about to arrive"

He alerted when he heard Sunset start barking upon hearing a car park nearby.

He got out of bed and went outside to open the door and let his friends into the yard.

There was something that became a tradition among you, every year you celebrated the anniversary of the day you returned alive to Earth after such an experience, having a meal at your home.

Daisuke: "Who is the cutest girl! Let me pet you, fluffball!"

The boy, every time he went, was determined to make Sunset his friend, but she always ended up hiding where he couldn't reach her.

Anya: "Today is a wonderful day... And the food smells really good, every year they surpass the previous year's food, it's incredible."

Swansea: "Not bad, huh! Did you make this grill by yourself, Curly? The meat looks incredible."

Daisuke: "Where is (Yn)?? I want to greet her!"

He had managed to catch the dog, who was resigned in his arms while Jupiter was barking at Daisuke, knowing how upset Sunset was.

Curly: "She has... a surprise for... all of you."

He said, smiling, waiting for you to come out in the summer dress he had bought for you, quite loose and comfortable, perfect for your growing belly. 

Everyone was surprised to see you, Daisuke was left speechless, dropping Sunset.

Daisuke: "But! You said-!"

"Well, not naturally—but... I was given the opportunity to do it in vitro and it was a success! I was afraid it wouldn't work because of my eggs, but... after several failed attempts... we finally got very lucky."

You caressed your belly, smiling.

Swansea: "Look at that... Congratulations, kid!"

Anya: "That's wonderful! Oh my God, how many weeks are you now? Do you already know their gender? Why didn't you tell us anything?"

She approached to touch your belly, happy that you have achieved what you wanted so much.

"I'm already in my 29th week... And we already know it's a boy! We were deciding on a name!"

Daisuke: "I have a really cool one!"

"I'm not going to call him Daisuke."

The boy let out a disappointed "aaaw" that you weren't going to consider his name for your son.

Curly: "We thought... of Charles"

"That I'm still not at all in agreement with that name."

You pointed at him, making him laugh and roll his eye.

Anya: "You still have time! When is your due date? I would like to be with you when it happens."

Daisuke: "Can I be there too? Maybe the second time I won't faint, hehe."

Swansea: "I wish you the best, boys are not difficult to entertain, they are difficult to keep alive, they love danger even after reaching adulthood."

You felt very excited about all the support you were receiving, happy to have met such wonderful people.

You didn't regret at all for having done everything possible to get them out of that situation.

The gathering continued with everyone eating and talking about the things they had been doing lately, catching up on their activities, until dessert time arrived, everyone's favorite moment.

Curly: "The best sweets... are from my wife..."

Swansea: "You don't even like sweets!"

Curly couldn't help but smile anyway when he saw everyone enthusiastically eating the ice cream cake you had made for that hot day, while he had his own special portion that you prepared for him so he could eat without too much sweetness.

You couldn't resist feeding him, and even though he wanted to seem annoyed, he adored the attention you gave him.

"Oops~ I'm sorry~ I stained your cheek"

You said with a smile to kiss his cheek, you started smearing hkd face with the dessert and left kisses on all those spots.

Swansea: "Get a room!"

Daisuke: "...Did you ever do it on the ship while working?"

"DAISUKE!"

You shouted with your cheeks red at such a true thing that had been said.

Curly: "...Two or three times..."

Swansea: "That's nothing, you managed to control themselves quite well."

Curly: "....During the week"

"Can I send it back into space?"

You didn't know how to hide your face in response to his declaration, you were extremely embarrassed.

But you had no escape, from the day you said yes, that man was going to stay with you until the end of his days.

And you knew well that he is going to be an incredible father soon as well.

In the end, everyone was able to have their well-deserved fate.

[minhospuddin]

𐔌 . ⋮ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ.ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

The front door creaked open with a soft click, and Minho stepped inside, his suitcase dragging gently across the wooden floor. The apartment was quiet, bathed in the soft glow of the evening light peeking through the curtains. The familiar scent of home — a mix of clean laundry, lingering hints of vanilla, and something uniquely you — hit him like a warm hug.

He let out a long breath, dropping his bag by the door and toeing off his shoes. His cap was pulled low over his face, eyes a little tired, posture slouched. The tour had been amazing, the performances electric, but now that he was finally home, all he wanted was the calm, the quiet — you.

A soft thump of paws against the floor interrupted the silence, and soon, three little fluffballs came skittering into the hallway.

“Dori, Soonie, Doongie,” Minho murmured with a tired smile, crouching down as they ran to him. He rubbed behind their ears, murmuring little greetings in that low, affectionate tone he always reserved for them.

And then he heard it — the soft patter of your feet as you rounded the corner from the living room, holding a mug of something warm. You paused when you saw him, your face lighting up.

“You’re home.”

He didn’t even answer. Instead, he stood and walked straight to you, wrapping both arms around your waist, burying his face in your neck. The scent of your shampoo, the way your arms automatically came up to hold him — it grounded him instantly.

“I missed this,” he mumbled, words muffled. “I missed you.”

You smiled, one hand rubbing his back soothingly. “You’re so warm. Want to go lie down?”

He nodded without letting go, only pulling back to press a kiss to your forehead.

A few minutes later, the both of you were tangled up on the couch, a fluffy blanket tossed over your legs, cats snuggled on and around you like little heating pads. Minho had his head on your shoulder, one hand tucked around your waist, thumb absentmindedly rubbing slow circles against your skin. He looked more at peace than he had in weeks.

“Was the tour hard?” you asked softly.

“Mm,” he hummed. “Only because I couldn’t come home to this every night.”

You kissed his temple gently, brushing his hair back. “You’re here now.”

He looked up at you with the softest gaze, tired but full of adoration. “Yeah. And I don’t wanna move for the next twelve hours.”

“Fine by me,” you whispered, resting your cheek on his head. “You, me, and the babies. That’s all we need.”

And with the hum of the heater, the steady rhythm of his breathing, and the soft purrs around you, the world outside disappeared — replaced by warmth, love, and the peaceful joy of being home.

[chilumi-shipper]

Liyue Characters Masterlist

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Xiao

SFW

See You Tomorrow (You both think that the other doesn't like you back.) Fluff

Sweet Almost Goodbye (You're pregnant but he doesn't want a baby.) Angst to Fluff

Ready to Let Go (You and Xiao like each other, but Zhongli likes you too.) Angst

Ready To Hold On (Part 2, alternative ending for Ready to Let Go, A happier ending.) Angst to Fluff

Even After Death (Xiao regrets leaving you after he sees you dead in a ruin. He begs the Adepti to bring you back to life, but it costed him.) Angst

Even After Death (2) (Part 2 of Even After Death, a happy ending.) Angst to Fluff

Can't Breathe (Hanahaki disease with Xiao, who spends more time with the Traveler than you.) Angst

A Second Breath (Part 2 of Can't Breath, you left for Mondstadt and now it's his turn to take care of you.) Angst

Loving Warmth (You are too affectionate and Xiao is tired of it. He doesn't realize what he had before he lost it.) Angst to Fluff

NSFW

Love Juices (You give Xiao a taste of your booba milk.) Smut

Xiao's Mommy God (You're the Goddess that saved him, now he wants to breed you. Sub!Xiao and Dom!Reader) Smut

Xiao's Mommy God (2) (Alternative version of Xiao's Mommy God, Dom!Xiao and Sub!Reader.) Smut

Double Whammy (Alatus fucks you and Xiao watches as you turn into a slut for them.) Smut

Out of Frame (Whilst Xiao is streaming, you suck him off under the desk like a needy bitch.) Smut

Zhongli

SFW

Ready to Let Go (You and Xiao like each other, but Zhongli likes you too.) Angst

Ready To Hold On (Part 2, alternative ending for Ready to Let Go, A happier ending.) Angst to Fluff

Soulbound (You were destined to be together by the shared mark on your necks, but his heart belonged to Guizhong.) Angst

NSFW

Alarm (In a DD/LG relationship, you try to wake your Daddy up by sucking his cock.) Smut

Teddy Bear (In a DD/LG relationship, you play with yourself without his permission.) Smut

Fluffball (In a DD/LG relationship, Bunnygirl!Reader and Zhongli is kind of a simp.) Smut

69 (An Attempt) (In a DD/LG relationship, you wanted to do a certain position and Zhongli knows you wouldn't be able to handle it.) Smut

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[yuriosakawa]

Invincible Variants x Catgirl!Reader 

That theory comes up again in what’s become your regular nightly routine: kittens curled against you, a couple of the variants standing watch while the others lounge nearby, half-listening, half-joking with one another. The wasteland wind rustles dryly around your makeshift shelter, and the smell of warm fur and faint ozone clings to the air.

Prisoner Mark, holding one of the kittens in both hands like a sacred object, breaks the quiet. “Do you guys also think... that they won’t always stay like this?”

Mohawk Mark, who’s busy rubbing sand out of his shoulder, glances over. “You mean turning into little cat-people?”

Prisoner Mark nods slowly. “I mean, yeah. They are half-Viltrumite. Eventually, they’re gonna grow teeth. And flight. Probably.”

Sinister Mark chuckles, arms behind his head. “Imagine that. A Viltrumite with fuzzy ears and a tail. Whole planets would riot. Rebels wouldn’t even run—they’d just point and laugh.”

You blink at him from where you’re curled up, giving a soft, confused meow. You don’t understand the politics, but the tone sounds light. Teasing. Affectionate.

Omni-Mark, leaning against a sun-bleached rock, smirks slightly. “We’d lose our intimidation factor overnight.”

Striped Mark, who’s got a kitten perched on his shoulder like a sleepy bird, adds, “No one’s going to cower before the mighty Viltrumite Empire when one of its warriors has twitchy whiskers and a grooming instinct.”

Full Mask Mark finally speaks up, voice muffled through his ever-present mask. “They’ll still be strong. Doesn’t matter what ears they have.”

Viltrumite Mark raises a brow. “I mean, sure. Strength is what matters. But let’s not pretend the tail wouldn’t be distracting during a serious battle.”

Maskless Mark, who’s been silent up to now, snorts. “Imagine trying to give orders when your lieutenant’s cleaning their face with their tongue mid-briefing.”

The laughter ripples quietly between them, a rare moment of levity in this dusty exile. It’s not just the idea of cat-Viltrumites that amuses them. It’s the shift, the change from who they were before. Cold, brutal, directionless. Now they’re co-parenting fluffballs in the void of a dead dimension.

You stretch lazily and paw the ground before curling tighter around your babies, who stir slightly, tiny ears twitching. One of them yawns—a big, silent motion that exposes minuscule fangs.

Mohawk Mark notices. “Huh. Teeth already?”

Sinister Mark grins wider. “Soon they’ll be climbing all over us.”

Striped Mark smirks. “I say we get ahead of it and start teaching them how to pounce.”

Full Mask Mark crosses his arms. “They’re not weapons.”

Viltrumite Mark glances at you, then back at the others. “Not yet.”

They all go quiet for a second. Not out of fear. Not out of guilt. Just... wondering. 

What kind of beings will these kittens become? How much of them will be you—gentle, feline, affectionate? And how much will be them—sharp, intense, built for war?

Whatever happens, one thing’s certain: the universe isn’t ready.

[covenofstars]

Alpines soft spot

Bucky Barnes x plus sized reader

It had been a long week. Between missions, training, and the usual stress of life in the Avengers, Bucky was exhausted. But there was one thing that always made him feel at home—coming back to the quiet comfort of his apartment and being greeted by the soft, comforting presence of his cat, Alpine.

He pushed open the door, his shoulders heavy with the weight of the day. The scent of his coffee still lingered in the air, and the familiar warmth of the room felt like a soft embrace. Alpine, the pure white fluffball who had claimed his heart, was curled up on the couch, her bright green eyes peeking up at him. She blinked slowly, as if to say, "Oh, you're finally home."

Bucky kicked off his boots and made his way over to her, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Alpine's soft white fur practically glowed against the dark cushions, and when she heard his footsteps, she stretched luxuriously before leaping into his lap with an affectionate meow.

"Hey, you," Bucky murmured, his voice quieter now, as if the world outside didn’t matter anymore. He scratched her behind the ears, making her purr loudly in response. Her little paws kneaded against his chest, her eyes half-closed in bliss.

The sight was enough to melt any remaining tension in Bucky's shoulders. But when you walked into the room, your warm smile spreading across your face, the weight of the day melted completely away.

You were a sight for sore eyes. You’d just finished your own training session, your hair pulled back in a messy bun, a few stray strands falling around your face. You wore a simple hoodie and leggings, comfortable and warm, but it was the way you carried yourself that made Bucky’s heart do a little flip. Your confidence, your kind demeanor—it was everything he admired.

Alpine, clearly sensing your presence, raised her head and let out a little meow. Without hesitation, she leapt from Bucky’s lap and practically ran over to you, her white fur gleaming like snow. She rubbed against your legs in greeting, purring loudly, and you couldn't help but chuckle.

"Looks like she’s missed me," you teased, crouching down to give Alpine a gentle scratch behind the ears. Alpine rolled onto her back, clearly enjoying the attention, her little paws flexing in the air like a kitten.

Bucky leaned back against the couch, watching the two of you with a soft expression. His lips curled into a lazy smile as he ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah, she’s got a soft spot for you," he said, his voice low, though there was a playful edge to it. "I’m starting to think she likes you more than me."

You laughed, looking up at him. "She’s got excellent taste." You could see the affection in his eyes, the way he looked at Alpine—and the way he looked at you, though he might not admit it out loud.

You sat down next to him, and Alpine, ever the affectionate little thing, immediately hopped back into Bucky’s lap, curling up between you both. Her purrs filled the quiet room, and Bucky’s arm instinctively went around your shoulder, pulling you a little closer.

"You're getting too comfortable, you know," Bucky murmured with a smile, though his fingers gently stroked the soft fur of Alpine’s back. The little cat blinked up at him, her eyes soft and trusting.

You leaned your head against his shoulder, a content sigh escaping your lips. "I think I’m just jealous of how easily she gets you wrapped around her little paw."

Bucky snorted softly, looking down at you with a tender, teasing gaze. "She’s got a way of doing that to people." His voice dropped a little lower, and he added, "I don’t mind. It’s nice having some company that doesn’t judge me."

Your heart swelled at the unspoken vulnerability in his voice. It was rare for Bucky to open up, especially about the loneliness he often felt after everything he had been through. You could feel the weight of his words as he sat there, the three of you nestled together in a simple, peaceful moment.

Alpine, content and oblivious to the deeper emotions at play, lazily stretched in Bucky’s lap and then nuzzled her head against your hand. You smiled softly and reached over to pet her, your fingers gently running through her snowy fur.

"Well," you said after a beat, "I think we’re both lucky to have her around." You looked up at Bucky, your smile warm and sincere. "And lucky to have each other, too."

Bucky’s chest rose with a quiet breath, and he nodded, the corners of his mouth lifting in the faintest of smiles. "Yeah," he said, his voice almost a whisper, "I think you're right."

As the night stretched on, the three of you stayed there on the couch, Alpine nestled comfortably between you, her purring like a soft lullaby. The world outside felt distant, and in that quiet moment, you and Bucky shared something simple and perfect. Sometimes, it wasn’t the big gestures that mattered—it was the little, everyday moments of peace that made everything feel right.

[ap-kinda-lit]

Saiyans & Babies

Goku

Loves babies & babies love him. As a giant kid, he’s able to click with them easily. Jokes aside, he enjoys caring for kids and does a pretty good job at it. He’s the affectionate dad/goofy uncle/cool big brother everyone should have.

Vegeta

Terrified Unsure of them. Didn’t have much of a childhood himself, so he has no idea how to interact with kids. And since he’s so used to destruction and toughness, gentleness and affection are foreign to him. Being around a baby is enough to make him confused and uneasy.

Raditz

Isn’t the biggest fan and his reviews are mixed. To some, he’s scary and he makes them cry. To others, he’s a big fluffball begging to be tugged on and climbed all over. He doesn’t enjoy it so much, but what can he do? So he rolls with it until he’s worn out and has his own nap time.

Nappa

Experienced veteran. Tired and old fashioned, but has a sense of humor and admittedly unorthodox methods. Nevertheless, he gets the job done and can handle rugrats with little problem. After all, he practically raised Vegeta. Vegeta.

Broly

Doesn’t have experience and fairly nervous around them, but he gets the hang of it. To children, he’s like a giant teddy bear. He soon lightens up and realizes he likes being around the little ones.

[ruinix]

HEY STUNNER HOW ARE YOU? -💕

How am i? well i’m spectacular spent all day dressed in a random black graphic tee and some spotty pyjama bottoms from when i was 16 singing in the kitchen while Winston tries to bite my ankles and i hit Ariana Grande’s high note while jumping away from winston’s needle teeth

Everyone deserves a Winston in their lives…Just not mine 💙

but that made me think… which of the hughes boys are dog people and who prefers cats

dogs-luke and jack

cats-Quinn

No evidence for this i just know, Quinn showing of his perfect agility and reaction time to stop the poor kitty jumping off the kitchen counter, smiling brightly when he notices you staring

Jack who plays with the puppy and manhandles it(safely of course) And he’s just showing bare min strength to gently shove this puppy into s pillow but its enough to make you bite your lip

Luke whose completely squatted down trying to get on the same level as the pup before just laying on the floor letting the puppy use him as a jumping rope before he’s spotting you coming in the door and he’s standing up scooping the hyperactive puppy into one arm, showing his height and strength in one go before he’s walking over and holding the puppy out towards you like some kind of offering with one hand as if the puppy weighs nothing.

Luke’s my favourite brother at the moment i can’t lie, also if something doesn’t make sense i apologise i’m so tired from the puppers zoomies-💕

Hey there, lovely. Stunner?! Stop it 🫣. I am all good. Just way way way too busy rn.

Not Winston's needle teeth making you reach Ariana's high note 😆 I give an award to your doggo, the Ankle biter award. 🤣 Side note: I hope he didn't break skin or will ever. Just lil pups and their biting. Careful, Winston, biting is a no-no!

Why are these cat and dog imagines so cute?!

Quinn is utilizing what he learned on ice in making sure little kitty is safe and sound. Why does that sound so typical of him?! (Affectionate). I love it!! Although, I somehow see him with a dog too (coz of Eddie). A cat and a dog. I think it would be interesting to see Quinn trying to introduce his cat to a puppy. He will be so stressed at first when the cat hissed at the pupper, even confiding in you about his worry of what-ifs regarding his new pup adoption. Then he will be so happy when his cat finally accepted the new addition to the household. I just think Quinn needs all the support from lil furballs coz...he's so haunted 🤣

Jack safely manhandling a puppy is kinda him?? Shoving the pup into a pillow case lmao. I can see him even teasing the pup in a slightly higher voice, making the puppy all so excited even more. He might even train the puppy to be a "menace" in a way. He looks like the person who'll run around the house, knocking things over, only stopping when you finally come out with your hands on your hips, but then they will tackle you?! Yep, that's jack.

Lukey just accepting his fate as a little obstacle course for the puppy, I see. He might even try to talk to the puppy about his day as if it understands him (but doggos are intelligent, i bet they do!!). Showing off his strength the moment he sees you?! Why is that so...hot?? A little offering like he's saying it's your turn to play with the puppy? But he's also there so both fo you will play with the high energy fluffball. I like that. 😍

I love these Hugheses and their pets imagines, lovely. They all makes sense to me. Oh, Winston, your zoomies 😆. Thank you for sharing them with me. I am cherishing them. 💙

[xomakara]

Harvesting Hearts

SUMMARY | Kun, the newest resident of Neo Valley, helps you harvest the crops for this year's harvest festival and ends up developing feelings for you. PAIRINGS |  Kun x Reader RATING |  SFW GENRE |  SFW, Fluff, western au, country farming au, romance, we're country farming ya'll CONTENT/WARNINGS | none really. Unless you count a crop stealing sheep lol LENGTH |  6,418 words TAGLIST |  -- NETWORKS |  @k-vanity AUTHOR’S NOTE |  hi all~ been a while since I wrote anything for Kun haha. This is written for kvanity's fall event and the prompts I used were:

Autumn Salad — You need a lot of help to harvest this year’s crops for the fall festival, so you hire the new stranger that recently moved into town.

Apple Cider — "I’m not scared…as long as you’re here with me, everything is okay."

thank you @hobeemin for the lovely banner and divider! And thank you @lovetaroandtaemin for beta reading this! This was inspired by Stardew Valley, Harvest Moon, Story of Seasons and any other farm sim games. Happy reading folks!

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Ah, fall. 

It's already that time of year as you leaned against the railings on your front porch that overlooked the crops in your farm fields below. In the back of your mind, a feeling of accomplishment arose; your farm has truly begun to prosper, a year after taking up residence here. With it came an abundance of other emotions: relief that your hard work had paid off so well, happiness that you could now help provide food and fodder for the entire town. It was a new chapter in your life, a new step toward self sufficiency and stability. It was even better since there were so many wonderful people you were able to call neighbors, and there were so many nice creatures living nearby as well. You tilted your head and smiled when the memory of a white fluffball toddled in your mind's eye.

Before that thought could carry on, you heard someone call your name. With a confused expression, you stepped around the railing and searched until you spotted a flash of blue bouncing its way down the path. After a moment, you recognised who it was.

"Jungwoo? What's up?" you greeted. The man greeted you with an equally joyful hello of his own as he caught his breath at your gate, his blue postman vest unbuttoned and swaying behind him.

"Heya Y/N! Not too much today," Jungwoo began casually, resting his elbow onto the gate. "It's been quiet on the postal side, but I got somethin' for ya! Here!"

He excitedly flipped the blue straps across his shoulder, then proceeded to rummage through the bulging postman bag, chuckling a bit in the process. He searched some more, letting out a triumphant laugh before withdrawing a small yellow package, with a decorative sun drawn onto its wrappings.

"Bingo!" Jungwoo said triumphantly, placing the yellow package into your outstretched hands. It was kind of lumpy, but felt sturdy too.

"What did she send me this time?" you cocked your head to the side, looking at the package that your older sister had sent over for what seemed the millionth time. 

Your big sis and fellow city dweller loved sending care packages for you, despite your many protests, which seemed to spur her on even more. So, her last letter had prompted a bigger shipment; full of food, utensils, clothes and other "necessities" to help ease the transition into your new life as a farmer. If there was one thing your big sis was, it was resourceful. You couldn't help but smile with affectionate annoyance, thinking about how sweet it was of her to support you on your own terms like this.

"Oh yeah!" Jungwoo jumped, hitting his forehead a bit. "Forgot to mention that we have a new person moving into town next week. Mayor Taeyong told me this morning so that I can pass along the message to everyone during my rounds."

"Neat," you replied. "New farmer? Rancher?"

"Not really sure," Jungwoo hummed, tapping his chin. "Mayor Taeyong just said that he was gonna settle here and that he’s gonna have the empty property next to yours."

"Oh? That's good since Yangyang and I need some friendly competition," you remarked cheekily. Your farm neighboured a luscious field full of sheep, cows and chickens owned by Yangyang, a lovely rancher with a mischievous streak and a love for cute fluffy things. It was an adorable pairing to behold and witness every morning when the flock ambled from Yangyang's property over to yours to graze, as he made his morning greetings to the animals with his chirpy personality and sunny smile.

"Ah, true," Jungwoo agrees, snickering quietly. "Well, I gotta go and continue my deliveries. Catch you later Y/N."

With an eager nod, you watch him zip away, once again on another route, delivering precious mail. Turning around, you settle into the rocking chair and start peeling away at the wrappings, eyes glittering with eagerness to see what your sister has sent you this time. With the package peeled open and the contents removed, you smiled as you clutched the set of leather gardening gloves that you'd mentioned in passing, but forgot in your hurry to move into town a year ago. Alongside the gloves was an equally soft shawl to protect you from the elements when you needed to do chores or check on the crops after the sun had gone to sleep.

You looked over to your crops, spotting a familiar fluffy, white sheep trotting with a wedge of vegetables cradled in its mouth and when it's eyes met yours, tried to make a beeline back towards Yangyang's fields. It was a common occurrence, really, this particular sheep would always take one vegetable from your plot every now and then, and would parade it around town in its mouth. There was something just so funny and endearing about the creature that you didn't feel the need to punish it or stop it. Everyone always got a laugh seeing a little sheep march through town with a head of lettuce or bunch of corn clamped between its jaws. Even Yangyang stopped reprimanding it, seeing that it would sneak out and continue the habit no matter what.

You decided to allow yourself a little rest, before packing away the treasures and going back to work in the fields. You slipped on the pair of warm gloves, pleased that the interior was lined with something warm and soft, and your worries of blisters were minimized. You could definitely tell that these gloves would be comfortable to wear all day long. Making your way down the steps, you admired the gloves for a moment and turned your attention to your little friend that was prancing in front of the fence. It seemed excited today, hopping to and from different areas of the field, still holding its "prize".

"Fluffy, are you going to take that beet and go into town?" you inquired. 

The sheep always seemed to understand what you and others had to say, judging by its reactions. The little animal gave an affirmative bleat, continuing its merrymaking. Chuckling, you bent down, stroking the sheep between the ears affectionately.

"What did you take from Y/N's farm this time, you little rascal?" you heard Yangyang ask from his side of the fence, laughing. He had opened the gate between your lands and was sauntering over to the pair of you. When Fluffy heard his voice, it quickly bounced over and deposited its prize at his feet. Yangyang picked it up, observing the beet carefully before looking at you and then the sheep, eyebrows lifted.

"Hm," he mused. "A beet this time. Good job. Now go show it off like you usually do."

With another "bah", the little white sheep set off with the beet in its mouth, bounding towards town with newfound vigor. You and Yangyang both stared at it, amused as you both shared a chuckle at its behavior.

"That silly little guy really seems to enjoy showing off your crops," Yangyang snorted, leaning against the fencepost. "Even with the other sheep, I can't seem to keep him in line. Whenever he spots one of your crops, I lose him and he trots over to you to have an adventure."

"It's fine, you know," you shook your head. "I think it's adorable, and I really don't mind the loss of one crop. Just let that cutie do its thing, okay?"

Yangyang smiled softly, the corners of his mouth quirked up. The breeze was gentle, rustling his dark locks as he scanned the nearby fields with a pensive look on his face. His eyes were alight with a content gaze, taking in all the lush green fields.

"You have a talent for this farming business," he said, turning to meet your gaze with a bright and eager one. "And your success has helped the valley as a whole. What can I ever give you, as your best friend, to repay you?"

"One of your cows? Pleaseee," you asked playfully.

"Hell no," Yangyang responded incredulously.

"Pft. Jokes aside," you chuckled a bit at your joke and his incredulous reaction. "Did Jungwoo tell you we're having another neighbor moving into the property next to mine? And a possible new farmer or rancher, at that."

"Yeah," Yangyang beamed. "I hope the new person doesn't mind a cute, crop stealing sheep."

As you and Yangyang continued chatting, Fluffy returned with the beet and a few children following the sheep like little ducks in its wake. The children saw the pair of you, giggling, waving, and started a chorus of "good mornings." Both you and Yangyang returned the good mornings with grins, laughing when the group of kids proceeded to chase the sheep further into town, as it picked up speed and began a merry race with its pursuers.

"Let's head into town and get some lunch at Johnny's," Yangyang suggested. With that, the two of you walked the dusty, gravel trail and were welcomed by the vibrant buzz of Neo Valley.

A week later, you were conversing with Yangyang and Jeno and Hyemi, the couple that ran the ranch and farm across the river that ran adjacent to town, when you noticed a handsome figure standing beside Mayor Taeyong in front of the wooden gate that led into the property next to yours. All four of you perked up, seeing Taeyong turn towards the fields and beam, gesturing towards a handsome man with fair hair and a somewhat formal demeanor.

"Oh, looks like all our farming and ranching folks are here," Taeyong exclaimed as he noticed your little group. "These are your fellow neighbors."

The man turned to look at all of you and you swear, your knees felt weak from how handsome he was. The man's eyes widened, scanning the four of you, noting all the different fields and livestock, before his gaze settled on you and didn't leave. You suddenly felt embarrassed, fiddling with the edge of your tunic before realizing that he had begun walking towards you and was now a meter away.

"Hello, it's a pleasure to meet all of you," the stranger greeted. "I'm Kun and I'll be living in that space right here for a while. Nice to meet you."

With introductions all done, Kun's gaze lingered on you for a second longer than what was polite, and you felt a thrill at that. Before you could speak, you were pleasantly surprised to see Fluffy jump and begin to leap around excitedly this time with a sweet potato dangling from its mouth. You, Yangyang and Kun all began laughing at its energetic display.

"Is this your sheep?" Kun questioned with amusement. Yangyang nodded in the affirmative as he grinned.

"Yup. This silly thing sneaks over here from Yangyang's livestock whenever he wants an adventure," you giggled, shaking your head fondly. "He loves to take my crops as a prize, then goes parading through the village and farms like a small show pony."

"That's quite humorous," Kun mused. He bent to scratch behind Fluffy's ears and the creature looked ecstatic at the sudden attention. It dropped the potato, licking at Kun's fingers and bleating at him. "You'll come and take my crops too if I start my own farm?"

Another bleat. Another round of laughter. With this interaction, you had a feeling that Kun would get along just fine in your small town. After Fluffy picked the potato back up and took a victory lap around the group and your properties, it scurried into town to show off.

"I'm going to keep an eye on the little cutie," Taeyong laughed. He had his hands in his pockets, a wide smile on his lips as he laughed a bit. "I trust ya'll are gonna help the new guy get settled in, am I right?"

With that, the mayor headed off, and it was just the five of you. You smiled at Kun, noticing how nice his eyes looked and how neatly styled his hair was. His clothes were modest and fit, making him a treat to gaze at for you.

"Kun," Yangyang repeated. "Are you gonna be starting a farm or a ranch?"

"Not too sure," Kun chuckled. "I'm open to suggestions."

"He could have both," Jeno replied. "Right, Hyemi?"

"Of course," Hyemi nodded. She stood close to Jeno, her hand finding his in a cute moment. "We run both the farm and the ranch across the river."

"That's only 'cause you two are married," Yangyang scoffed. "Before, you guys both ran separate farms and ranches."

"Hush," Jeno and Hyemi shot playful glares.

"Farm or ranch..." Kun echoed. He tapped his chin in a thoughtful pose. "I like the idea of having a farm. I feel I have the potential to do well with this."

"I'll teach you," you responded quickly. "I was in your shoes a year ago and I can definitely guide you and show you what worked and didn't work for me."

Kun looked touched and was pleasantly surprised by your offer. He thanked you repeatedly, which you brushed away with a smile on your lips. You were touched and happy to help, and to have a partner-in-crime now. Yangyang gave you a knowing look and wiggled his eyebrows.

"We'll leave you guys to chat now," Jeno stated, eyes shining. "See you all around town!"

The young couple departed and once more, it was you three, now standing outside of the empty field. The field looked unkempt, with patches of weeds in various places. To the corner of the lot were large tree stumps, their roots digging deep into the soil.

"Oh, that is a big issue," Kun exclaimed when his eyes spotted the trees. He hummed. "Y/N, can you show me where the best tools are made or crafted?"

"For general items, your best bet is Full Sun," you advised. "Haechan sells seeds, pots and bags of soil, but if you want fences or any kind of carpentry done, Hendery's is the place to go too. Chenle and Jisung runs the local blacksmith if you want axes and stuff."

"Great! That's a start," Kun was jotting this information down on his phone. You saw him nod a couple times and pause. You and Yangyang traded glances and waited until he was finished, before prompting him for his thoughts.

"Right. Okay," Kun stuffed his cellphone back into his pocket, shoulders sagging. "This is quite a lot, isn't it?"

"You'll do fine," you reassured him. "If a city girl like me can turn a shoddy farm into what it is now, you can do it too."

He looked pleased and comforted and nodded a bit. Kun was curious now, his eyes glowing and a boyish grin graced his features. A thought entered your mind and your lips quirked up too.

"How about we go into town and introduce you to everyone?" You suggested. "And afterwards, we can see about grabbing some lunch and plot a plan for your farm."

"That sounds great," Kun responded. "Lead the way."

You knew Kun was different right away. It was noticeable at first when the three of you arrived into town and Kun offered the shop owner's his help by helping them clear out the storage area. Even Doyoung, the local doctor, had been pleasantly surprised and excited with his willingness to be of use and help out. Everyone seemed enamored with the handsome man.

"I see you got a little crush on the new guy," Johnny, the owner of the cafe you love to inhabit for lunch, teased. He had the audacity to make kissing noises, causing you to snap a playful glare his way. "Buuuuttt, he is very attractive, isn't he?"

You had been sharing lunch with Haechan and Johnny, since Yangyang couldn't join today. A plate of soup, sandwich and an assortment of fried foods, the perfect comfort food was set before you, and you sighed happily. This meal was a favorite for a lot of reasons. But Kun was always at the forefront of your mind as you took the first bite.

"Isn't that a coincidence," Haechan smirked. "He seems to think you're gorgeous too."

"Shut up, shut up," you hissed, voice going a pitch higher as a warm blush raced up your neck. "I barely even know the dude! Stop assuming so fast..."

Both Haechan and Johnny blinked their eyes before grinning wider than necessary. This wasn't anything unusual, since Haechan was usually the biggest prankster in town, and Johnny wasn't too far behind on pulling ridiculous shenanigans. You squirmed, slightly embarrassed by the attention but were willing to ignore the pair and instead dive into your lunch. You didn't dare admit how attracted to the newcomer you were, already developing feelings and fondness for a guy who just moved into Neo Valley.

"C'mon," Johnny prodded with a low whistle. "Admit it. He is attractive."

"So?" you sipped at your drink, watching both Haechan and Johnny from a careful distance. "I said the same about Yangyang and we're just friends. Kun will be too."

"Uh huh. Sureeee," Haechan had that same playful, devilish sparkle in his eyes. He leaned closer, studying your reaction, while you simply slurped your beverage. "Nothing wrong with making some moves here and there."

"Dude. Too soon," you held your palms up in defense and scrunched your nose at him. Johnny chuckled, patting your shoulder.

"Never too soon, if the signals are there," the older man retorted with a shrug.

"Okay, fine," you relented. There was no point in hiding it anymore. Haechan knew you too well and would tease you till kingdom come until you caved. "He is kind of attractive."

Johnny laughed heartily, the sound echoing in the empty cafe. Meanwhile Haechan gasped like you'd spilled the biggest secret and pressed his hands into his cheeks, doing that annoying fake swoon. You rolled your eyes, used to the ridiculous antics from these two.

"Your life is blessed now," Haechan clasped his hands together with a dopey smile on his face. "The newest resident to Neo Valley happens to be Y/N's type? Oh you gotta shoot your shot, Y/N."

"Nooooo," you moaned, cheeks burning a little brighter. You couldn't deny the truth in his words: Kun did happen to be your type. 

While you and Haechan argued for the last piece of sweet potato tempura, Johnny observed from the side and nodded a bit as a playful idea entered his brain. "Changing topics, the Fall Festival is coming up in a couple months. I know your batch of radishes and sweet potatoes are looking good because Fluffy has been parading them through the town for the last week."

"He does have a preference for those kinds," you chuckled, rolling your eyes. "At least the crop thief knows which vegetables will do well at the festival."

"This will be Kun's first festival in town and since he doesn't have any crops yet...can he tag along with you for your entries?" Haechan proposed. "Just so he knows what to expect the next time around."

"It shouldn't be a problem..." You considered that for a long moment. "If he wants to."

"That settles it," Haechan chuckled. "Now I just need to convince Kun to join us and prepare him for the biggest celebration in town."

With those words spoken, you heard a familiar clatter followed by laughter, and you were startled when a little sheep trotted into the restaurant, carrying a large eggplant between its teeth. Kun entered after it, bowing several apologies to Johnny and he stopped in his tracks, meeting your stare with an eager grin. You watched as he followed the sheep to your side of the restaurant and sat beside you and Haechan.

"I saw him steal an eggplant from your fields, Y/N," Kun laughed. "Thought I might as well accompany him. This little cutie and I have become quite close."

"Ahhh Fluffy. At this point, you might as well make a residence in my backyard," you scratched Fluffy's head between the ears and got a pleased little "bah." as you grinned back at the animal. “Maybe I should ask Yangyang if I can adopt you instead.”

"Since you're here, Kun, I have something to ask you about," Haechan continued with his plot, raising his eyebrows a bit. He laid the trap nicely and simply, you were impressed and amused at the same time. "There's a big festival happening in a few months. Since you've barely started your farm, what do you think about helping Y/N out this year so next year, it's easier on you?"

Kun's eyes were wide and bright at the mention of the festival. You knew what his answer would be, and indeed, he was thrilled at the thought of attending an event such as this one, a week after moving in. His face was lit up in a fond and caring smile. “Sure, count me in!”

"Great," you replied, returning a genuine and equally excited grin. "This will be so much fun."

Haechan and Johnny high fived each other. Their expressions said "got 'em", and their grins were triumphant. The four of you finished your lunches and Kun tagged along with you to Hendery's to ask for repairs to his cabin, which the carpenter was quick to agree to. After Kun left, heading back to the cabin to ensure Hendery had everything he needed, Johnny turned to you.

"He's totally interested," Johnny stated matter-of-factly, tossing you a flirty wink. "Keep an eye on him at the festival, alright?"

"Whatever, John," you sighed heavily, throwing your hands into the air. "Your obsession over love makes you extra meddling, y'know. Look at Haechan, he's a prime example of the devil being love crazy."

"What can I say," Haechan shrugged, the cat-like grin back in place. "Love is something worth chasing after and obsessing about."

"Mark is not going to return your love, you know. He is happily married with a kid," you reminded him.

"And yet I remain hopeful," Haechan insisted.

You rolled your eyes in amusement. There was a skip in your step as you went around town to accomplish your list of errands, thoughts of the festival and Kun occupying the corners of your mind. And at night, when your head hit your pillow, your last thought was the man. You felt a thrilling sort of warmth in your belly when you closed your eyes and fell asleep to dreams of a handsome man that would soon make himself an important and permanent fixture in Neo Valley.

"Kun, can you grab that fertilizer and drop it off into those rows please?" you instructed. "Thanks so much! I owe ya one."

"No need," Kun called. "I'm happy to help."

Kun found that he really loved how relaxed things were here and how natural it was to fall into a routine, something to be passionate about and dedicated to. The repetitive tasks of weeding, watering, pruning, checking up on the livestock and taking the crops to the shipping bin to send to Haechan in town was strangely refreshing and enjoyable. His muscles ached from labor, his chest puffing and caving as he breathed deeply from exertion. Kun enjoyed the hot days under a beating sun, as well as the rainy days filled with puddles and slick ground, leaving everything gleaming.

The farm was doing amazing. Before your guidance, Kun wouldn't have the slightest idea what to plant, where to plant it, how much care the seedlings require before being ready to be harvested, and all the extra work required. Kun couldn't even begin to express how lucky he felt, that someone as kind and generous and easy to get along as you had extended your help. He knew his passion could only take him so far before you swooped in and ensured that things were on the right track.

Fluffy continued to provide the farming duo with comic relief, as the sheep loved taking things, whether it be crops, or small items that caught its fancy. The fluffy white animal was always accompanied by little kids, or townies on their lunch break, as they took a lap around town with the crowd following it. This sight was heartwarming and humorous, to witness the chaos caused by an adorable animal with an obsession.

You were also incredibly thoughtful. On his first night after getting the cabin situated by Hendery, he had gotten home to find a basket full of items gifted from around the neighborhood. There had been some sewing kits, a set of matches and a knife, new garden tools and some seeds to add to his growing collection and various other things.

Aside from the help, Kun was rather taken with you. The way the breeze tousled and played with your hair, the soft laugh you shared, your soft smile, the joy in your eyes and the compassion you possessed. There was nothing about you that left him wanting or cold, and as the Fall Festival came up, he couldn't wait to spend more time and enjoy more events with you.

The way the wind caressed his face and the way your laugh had begun to fill his dreams told Kun everything. He loved being in your presence and knew deep down in his heart that you meant a lot to him, more so than a neighbor or friend. If anything, he wanted to know more, to explore a future with you. A future in this little town that offered him a lifestyle he never dreamed he would experience.

His own feelings weren't something he was prepared to deal with, however. Kun just knew he liked being around you. And he loved to help with your farm and bring the fruits and veggies to the bin, seeing your face light up when he delivered a perfect head of cabbage. Kun enjoyed the walks that sometimes led to the mines or his property, where you would share the sunsets and stargazing while talking about farming and ranching and other activities. The conversations always revolved around mundane chatter and Kun wasn't bothered by it. He could talk and talk forever and be comfortable to just sit in silence beside you.

Oh how things had changed for him. How different his life was now. How exciting life could get, how thrilling and uplifting it could feel. In only three months, Kun had fallen head over heels for a farmer girl.

But could things get more serious? Would it go that direction, from a friendly relationship to one filled with warmth and passion and a loving energy.

"We should go mining sometime," he mused aloud to himself, not hearing you approach him from behind.

"What?" your question drew him out of his reverie. 

Kun shook his head, glancing at you as your arms crossed over your stomach. He suddenly couldn't think when his eyes raked over your body, tracing your soft curves. He didn't even process how the light of the sun framed your lovely figure like a halo, your aura shining in all your glory. All the while, your own thoughts were spinning into overdrive, looking up at the broadness of his back as you imagined how it would feel to hold his hand, rest your cheek against the contour and smoothness of his shoulders.

"Wanna go exploring? There are these huge ruins not too far away," he tried his best to speak casually and relaxed but failed when he registered his heartbeat. Oh. This feeling was entirely too new. Kun was nervous, sweat slicking his palms and his blood humming. What was happening to him? To his calm, carefree lifestyle?

"Yeah, that sounds great," you gave him a pleased and soft smile. You didn't notice his heightened nerves and glanced towards the forest path, picturing the dense area covered in foliage. "I haven't been there before."

"Seriously?" His incredulity pulled you out of your mental images. "You haven't explored past the cliff near your farm?"

"Nope," your giggle filled the air and he wanted to capture it, save the sound, and carry it everywhere he went. His heart did the strange palpitation again. Kun blinked rapidly.

"Then, if it's not a problem..." he paused, fidgeting with his shirt. "What about tomorrow afternoon? We can scope out the ruins and make a map, maybe?"

"Hmm," you paused. Your lips were in a pretty pout and he wanted to lean down, capture those rosy and sweet lips with a gentle kiss. Wanted to hold you close to his heart. "I think the rest of the crops can handle themselves. Most are ready for harvest anyways. Would be a good distraction from the anticipation, yeah?"

"Yes," Kun cleared his throat, a slight heat warming his cheeks at your proximity. Why was he acting like this? There was something about you that made him feel so alive, like he was treading dangerous territory and didn't know what would happen. Not that he minded it. "We can leave after we water the crops and harvest anything that's ready?"

"Perfect!" you exclaimed.

The rest of your time harvesting was spent with warm conversation and fond gazes and sweet smiles that left butterflies swarming his insides, and he struggled with figuring out just what these feelings meant. When he was back home, preparing a simple bowl of an autumn salad and sliced radishes to make a delicious side dish, a single phrase whispered out loud. 

Kun spoke in awe at the realization. "It must be love."

It seemed crazy. Kun was still adjusting to his new living situation and you were a sweet woman that lived only a couple of feet from his front door.

Love, huh?

You had given him your attention, your guidance, your knowledge and you took the time to be around him and make him feel important. It was weird, experiencing these feelings but not...unpleasant. In fact, he rather enjoyed them.

From the window that was open in the kitchen, Kun's ears picked up the sound of someone passing his property. Instantly, the sounds of a sheep followed. He chuckled to himself.

"Silly sheep," he mused softly, eyes twinkling and heart filled with affection. For the cute animal that he had taken quite a liking to, for the town that embraced him, for his new friends that supported and understood him. But mostly, his heart was aflutter at the thought of a farmer girl who lived uphill, with a name as beautiful and unique and ethereal as you.

Indeed, these feelings were unlike anything before.

"Kun!" Your laughter flowed from your lips, gesturing towards the booth reserved with all your produce, or what your field had been able to supply for the day's Fall Festival. "Come here."

His lips were stretched into the most wide, content and elated grin, taking his place by your side, basking in the sight of the booths full of fall themed trinkets, food and products, the games for children, as well as the horse racing section. The Neo Valley residents were a colorful and interesting and happy group of folks, and there was nowhere else he wished to be in the world at that moment.

The weather was a cool autumn temperature and everyone had gathered to show off their skills and work or eat a festival's worth of delicious food and join the band. His senses were a bit overwhelmed as Kun took everything in. The warm scent of mulled wine was in the air as couples held the steaming cups of fragrant delight, and his fingers itched to hold your hand, or take yours, to whisper compliments and praises or laugh heartily. To say something romantic and let his feelings slip out, finally confess how much his heart skipped and did funny flips when you looked his way. To know if the same emotions and affections and desires ran through your veins when you saw him.

But he couldn't. And he wouldn't. Because he didn't know what was going on between the two of you, and he wasn't sure you would welcome or want anything to develop between you both. He'd only been in the valley for a few months already, and it could just be him reading too deep into everything, making assumptions and conclusions.

"Are you scared if your crops lose this year?" Kun asked in curiosity.

"I’m not scared…as long as you’re here with me, everything is okay," you leaned over and squeezed his arm. Kun gulped a bit. If you noticed the gesture, you didn't comment on it. Instead, you carried on with the chatter, oblivious to the storm swirling within him. "Of course I want to win, but just being here, amongst friends and sharing a special tradition is what's really important. Don't you think so?"

He didn't know what to say, with his face beginning to heat up at the thought of your warmth, and your honesty and the gentle care you possessed. He only managed to smile.

"Agreed," Kun nodded, smiling softly. His expression matched yours perfectly. "This is great. My first Fall Festival with you and I love it."

His heart raced when he caught the dreamy smile you gave him, a gaze brimming with something warm and fuzzy and wonderful that left him speechless.

"Lucky us," you hummed.

Kun could've been dreaming, but you reached out and grabbed his hand. Your fingers laced with his and your palm rested against his. You gripped gently. There was a shy yet dazzling smile that took hold of your features and Kun swore the entire world shifted for a split second. Time had frozen for the two of you, all sounds from the festival silenced and your features glowed in the glow of the festival lights, a glowing halo of autumn colors, with the perfect warmth that he longed for.

"Thank you, for everything you've done for me," you spoke softly. His head ducked shyly, as you brought a tender hand to cup his chin, tilting his gaze so it could meet with yours. "I mean it, Kun. Thank you so, so much."

"Don't thank me," Kun's heart squeezed at your words. "I'd do it all over again and not ask for a single reward. Because all I need, all I want, is you. I know we've only known each other for only a few months but you have made such an impact on me that there's no way I'd go back to my city lifestyle. And if things carry on the same way, I'm glad it'll be here, in Neo Valley."

"Gosh, that was really corny," you murmured with a playful nudge of his shoulder, your laughter bubbling from your lips. It was light and sweet, filling him with a delightful kind of joy. A laugh Kun had been craving to hear again. "And somehow, so perfectly you."

You looked over his face, mapping every part of his handsome profile. There were so many questions that he wanted to ask but instead held off on until a moment arrived that made sense. Instead, the pair of you let the moment settle, your fingers sliding further into his grasp and resting gently, Kun relishing the contact.

The moment passed, and Kun exhaled a shaky breath he didn't even know he'd been holding. You both returned back to the festival, focusing on your first shared Autumn event and all the sights and sounds. The only sign that the connection remained, were the soft rubs of your thumb across the back of his knuckles and the smile you kept glancing at him with.

And as the harvest contest wrapped up, you playfully pouted when Jeno and Hyemi ended up the big winners. Despite losing this year's harvest competition, you were smiling from ear to ear, as the atmosphere and festivities made everything worthwhile. Kun spent his first festival walking the grounds, eating delicious and traditional foods, talking and laughing with your other friends and exchanging stories and traditions with town residents who had become like family.

Kun walked you back to your farm, letting the silence hang in the air comfortably and listening to the symphony of crickets and the rustle of leaves as they were disturbed in the breeze. It was a slow walk home, savoring each other's company until the end of the path leading to your front door. Your fingers reluctantly unraveled themselves from his and Kun instantly felt the chill from his fingertips to his toes when you were no longer pressed up close to his warmth, keeping his hand safe and held within yours. He missed your hand in his the moment it was no longer present, and his chest longed to hold you close again.

"Y/N?" Kun broke the silence and stopped his trek towards home.

"Yeah, Kun?" you faced him and waited expectantly.

"I know it's sudden but...can I kiss you?" He couldn't help himself. And when your breath hitched, the briefest surprise flittered over your expression, Kun wasn't sure whether he should laugh or cry because you might say no.

"Yes," your whisper came a few seconds later. "Yes please."

Your fingers interlaced again and drew him back to the same spot where you stood. The sun had long since vanished over the horizon, the moonlight illuminated the two of you with a beautiful softness, and your bodies fit perfectly into each other. There was something soft and precious that bloomed within you and it seemed that time paused when you cupped his cheek, and reached up to press your lips gently to his. Kun responded after a second, the hand that wasn't joined with yours, reached to the nape of your neck, fingers dancing along the skin. You melted into his touch, eyes fluttering closed at the blissful feeling.

All the sounds and surroundings fell away into the background as the kiss continued, your lips gliding and capturing each other again and again. Each touch, each caress, the soft sighs and little noises that escaped and filled the atmosphere, all of it, was all the confirmation Kun needed. A sweet melody of growing emotions and affections, blossoming and promising so many dreams for the future.

Because after this kiss, and the kisses that followed, there was no way that you two could return to your life as only farm friends and neighbors. And Kun knew his life in the Valley was always destined to become a forever home with you.

[wayfayrr]

Birds without feather flock together

This was a commission from @lost4pandora, it's wild x reader in their winged au - it's mostly fluff with a tinyyyy little bit of drama with the chain it was a lot of fun to write, the dynamics of this group is just so fun

[masterlist]

‘Wild’ - it still doesn’t feel right calling my link that nickname- hasn’t gotten back yet and it’s been at least a few hours since a bunch of the others decided they needed to talk to him. Didn’t think it’d take them till post sundown though, and from how on edge Twilight is getting… I don’t think he did either.

“You’re tinkering on it again?”

“Huh - what, well yeah I guess I am.”

Maintaining my gun is a good distraction, something quiet but well seems like Sky picked up the hearing of whatever bird he got his wings from because there are very few things I can do without him noticing. Even for this he’s cracked an eye open to look at me lazily, though still affectionately. 

“Well you only really do it when you’re stressed, I’m sure there’s no need to be at the moment.”

“You can be as sure as you like but that doesn’t change the fact that Wild and the others are still gone.”

I can’t help being stressed, not with how he’s been agitated after every single time they’ve spoken to him alone; at this point, it can’t just be a coincidence. It can’t be. The way he starts picking at his back where his wings once were tells me all I need to know. Just as Wolfie perking up from my side tells me that there’s something approaching the camp, and by the fact he hasn’t started growling it’s probably our missing members returning. 

“I’m sure because seeing as they wanted me to come with them they’re probably trying to convi- never mind. I know it’s hard but just trust me, I know they’re fine.”

“Wait no, no you were about to explain something then. What are you trying to hide?”

“I - I’ll tell you later  privately, I promise - I’m on your side here I swear.”

If the way he glanced in the direction they left from is any clue, he’s nervous about them knowing what he’s just said; it’d be cruel to push him. No matter how much I want the answers. It’s surreal how what was once a mundane task can bring so much comfort, mindlessly packing away my tools now just seems to melt off the stress. Sky mirroring it is also a bit of a relief, he looked as if he was going to start ripping out feathers if he got any more worked up. Perfectly in time for the others to walk back into camp. With Wild stressed out like I knew he’d be. The wordless flop into my arms is new though, and I’m not sure if I like it or not.

“Hey lovebug, you holding together alright?”

Still not a word, he’s simply burying himself closer to me with a sniffle… and a sob? What were they doing to him what was enough to bring him to tears. I’ll have to take sky up on his offer to explain, or maybe I could question Wars unlike the rest that were with him he looks so guilty. For now though Sky is the safest bet, he’s said that he’s on our side; the question is do I really trust him? 

Even if I don’t it’s worth putting it aside for link, being able to comfort my lover is more important than anything else right now. So getting answers needs to be a priority. Thankfully I think Sky picked that up from the glare I sent him, well not that that was hard to pick up from how he immediately went to Time to argue why he should be allowed to go off with the both of us. From the first day we met something about him has just been off.

“I promise you I’ll get to the bottom of whatever upset you my lil fluffball. They’ll get what they deserve for upsetting you.”

A tilt of his head was my reward for the soft whispers, giving me a better angle to pet and pick the many branches out of his hair. 

“If you want we could run away soon, I mean really why stay with these other heroes if all they do is upset you?”

He liked that idea a lot if the chirp he let out is any indication. 

“I’d sing for you pretty boy, as soon as we get back, I swear that to you my love.”

“Um-” 

“Wars? What do you want?”

“Time’s agreed for you and Wild to leave the camp with Sky and myself, we can leave now if you want.”

Hopefully sky will still be willing to talk even though wars is there, who knows maybe they both end up spilling it. Granted Wars himself has been acting with more, what guilt? Pity? Towards Wild and I since the other day when the post arrived, this whole stiuation has just made him moreso, perhaps that’s why Sky suggested he be the one to ‘aid’ us, if that’s what he did.  

“That would be perfect. Do you know where we can go for privacy?”

“N-no this isn’t a hyrule I’m familiar with, you two are the heroes here so if anyone knows a good place to go it’s you.”

I won’t lie to myself and say it isn’t at least a little pleasant to see the usually pompous parrot more timid and reserved, link seems more comfortable with him acting like this too. Enough to let me stand and help him to his own feet. 

“Mhm, you’re right about that. We aren’t too far from the plateau; you and Sky should have no issue carrying us up there right?”

“We won’t will we wars? It’s the least we can do for them, isn’t it?”

It didn’t take long to get up there and now we’re out of earshot of anyone who could possibly want to eavesdrop on us, with Wild back in my arms where he belongs. 

“What’s been going on then, what has everyone been saying or doing to Wild. That’s what we’re up here to discuss isn’t it?”

“They -”

“We.”

“Wars and a few of the others have been pressing wild about his wings. Or lack thereof.”

[fandomfablesunleashed]

A Purrfect Future

Ace x reader

Summary: You and Ace relax together when a small cat joins you. While petting it, you casually mention a future together, and Ace is overwhelmed by the depth of your words and his own insecurities.

Words: 1,6k

Notes: I wrote a similar prompt about Law, and after finishing that one, I immediately started writing one about Ace as well. Totally not inspired by my own cat 🐈

I might write something similar for other characters as well. It seems like a nice way to do a small character study—are there any characters you'd like to see?

English is not my first language

Masterlist

As Ace and you wander through the bustling streets of the new island you stopped by, you notice a cozy little spot beneath a shady tree. Ace grins and points towards the spot, suggesting you take a break.

“Hey, look over there! Looks like there's a nice little spot for us to sit and rest for a bit.” 

You smile at the idea of slowing down for a moment, nodding eagerly in agreement. You follow Ace, feeling the cool breeze brush your skin as you both settle comfortably beneath the tree. As you relax into the moment, something catches your attention—a small cat.  The cat weaves between your legs, its soft fur brushing against you. You let out an excited gasp and immediately reached down to pet it.

“Oh look! Look, isn't it adorable?!”

“Yeah, it is cute,” he says affectionately, watching as the cat rubs its head against your hand, seeking more attention.

You can't help but coo at the cat, gently scratching its chin. “I wish we could take it with us on the ship. It looks so sweet.”

Ace grins at your comment, knowing just how much you adore animals. “Ah, and what good would a cat do on a pirate ship?” he teases, raising an eyebrow playfully.

You roll your eyes dramatically, but a small smile graces your lips. “Oh, come on. It'd be the cutest first mate a pirate ship could have,” you retort, jokingly.

He bursts into laughter, clearly entertained by your argument. 

“First mate, huh? And what would it do? Scratch the deck?”

You pretend to think for a moment, tapping your chin with one finger. “Hmm, well, it could keep the ship free of mice, maybe? And also provide endless cuddles and companionship.”

“Endless cuddles, huh? That's what I am for!”

You poke him lightly in the side, feigning annoyance. “Oh, stop it. You can't compete with the cuteness of a furry little ball of fluff,” you reply, sticking out your tongue.

He pretends to be offended, clutching his chest dramatically. “Oh, so you're choosing a cat over me, huh? I see how it is.”

You laugh lightly at his reaction, shaking your head. “Of course not, silly. You know there's no competition,” you say, reaching out and patting his head affectionately.  You can’t resist the urge to show him a little tenderness, letting your hand linger there for a moment.

Ace grins mischievously, leaning into your touch. “That's what I thought! No cat can replace this,” he teases, puffing out his chest arrogantly.

“Yeah, yeah, you're the epitome of attractiveness,” you reply sarcastically, giving his head a gentle swat.

He playfully swats back, trying to look tough. “Hey! Watch it, or I might have to tickle you senseless,” he threatens jokingly.

Your eyes widen, and you gasp. “No, please, anything but that! I'm very ticklish, you know,” you exclaim, giggling nervously. “He will protect me,” you say, pointing to the cat.

Ace smirks, eyeing the cat and then you. “Oh really? You think that little furball will protect you from my tickles?” he says, inching closer to you with a mischievous grin.

You move quickly, scooping up the cat and using it as a shield. “He'll protect me from your tickles!” you say, holding the cat securely against you.

Ace laughs heartily, admiring your quick thinking, but not willing to back down. “Oh, so now the cat is your personal bodyguard, huh? Can that tiny thing really keep me at bay?” he teases, slowly moving closer.

“Absolutely! This cute little fluffball is a fierce protector. One look at his adorable face, and you'll back down!”

Ace pretends to be intimidated, mockingly raising his hands in surrender. “Oh no, not the cute face! I can already feel my tickling instincts fading away!” he jokes.

You let out a triumphant chuckle, satisfied with your victory. “See? The cat is doing its job perfectly,” you declare, nuzzling the cat's head affectionately. 

Ace shakes his head, amused by your antics. “Alright, alright, you won this round. But don't think that cat will always be there to save you. One day, you won't have a fluffy buffer between us, and you'll be vulnerable to my tickles!”

You stick your tongue out at him, a cheeky grin on your face. “We'll cross that bridge when we get there. For now, this furry little hero is my bodyguard, and I'm invincible.”

Ace can't help but laugh at your confidence. “Okay, okay, the cat wins for now. But don't say I didn't warn you!”

He plops down leisurely beside you and reaches to pet the cat. The cat responds to his touch, purring contentedly as it nuzzles against his hand. You smile, watching the interaction fondly.

The comfortable silence stretches on, only broken by the soothing hum of the cat's contented purring. You let your gaze drift over the scene, the tranquility of the moment settling into your chest. After a while, you speak up, your voice soft and determined. 

“You know, Ace, once we've settled in, we're getting a cat. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. You'll just have to deal with it.”

The words “once we've settled in” echo between you, and Ace's movements slow as the realization sinks in. The way you mentioned your future together, naturally and effortlessly, catches him off guard. It was as if you had just reassured him, without even realizing it, that you couldn't picture your future without him by your side. And it hit him harder than he expected. He swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to keep his emotions in check. His eyes welled-up and he was glad your focus was on the cat. 

“Well, I suppose I'll have to start making peace with the idea of a furry little roommate.”

The small hitch in his voice caught your attention. You tore your gaze away from the cat resting in your lap and were immediately struck by Ace's expression, his teary gaze, and how he tried to hold himself together.  

“Oh god, please don't tell me you're allergic!”

Ace blinked, momentarily taken aback by your sudden remark. He wiped his eyes, trying to compose himself and process your words.

“Allergic? No, no… it’s not that,” he chuckled lightly, though the laugh lacked its usual ease. “Just… a bit overwhelmed, is all.”

You furrowed your brow, unsettled by the sudden vulnerability. Your heart clenched in concern, and you gently placed a hand on his forearm.

“Overwhelmed? By what?”

He glanced down at your hand on his arm, finding comfort in your touch. He took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts.

“Your words…the way you talk about our future so naturally…” He trailed off, struggling to find the right words. “It just…affects me more than I expected, I guess.”

Understanding washed over you, and a tender smile formed on your lips. You gave his arm a gentle squeeze.  You hadn’t meant to cause him this kind of emotional turmoil. You were more than familiar with all his insecurities— the way he sometimes questioned his worth, the doubt that often crept in when things seemed too good to be true.

“I didn’t realize my words had such an effect on you,” you said softly, your voice barely above a whisper. “But I meant every word. A future with you is something I've always dreamed of… and it feels so natural, so right, to talk about it like it's inevitable.”

He nodded slowly, a small, bittersweet smile tugging at his lips. There was something in his eyes—vulnerable yet so full of emotion—that made your chest tighten.

“That's exactly what gets me,” he confessed, his voice low and vulnerable. “It's the ease with which you talk about a future with me…as if it's a sure thing. Like there's no doubt in your mind that we'll weather anything together.”

It still baffled you that he didn’t realize just how much you loved him and how completely and utterly you believed in the two of you. You leaned in a little closer and smiled at him.

“Because there is no doubt,” you replied fiercely. “You are the most important person in my life, and I couldn't imagine a future that doesn't include you by my side.” 

He felt the weight of your words resonate deeply within him, a sense of security and belonging washing over him.  He reached out, his hand trembling slightly as he took yours, intertwining his fingers with yours.  You felt the tremor in his touch, and it made you want to hold him tighter and reassure him further that he is more than worth everything.

His chest tightened, his emotions warring within him. He wanted to believe you. Wanted to believe in the future you were painting so effortlessly with your words. But there was a part of him—the part that had never felt worthy of something so pure—that was scared. Scared that something might come along and take this happiness away. Or worse, that he would let you down, prove that he wasn’t the man you deserved. 

You shifted closer to him, your head resting gently on his shoulder, and that simple touch broke through his defenses. The feel of you next to him grounded him in a way that nothing else could.  He let himself feel the warmth of your presence and realized something he hadn’t allowed himself to acknowledge before—maybe he wasn’t so unworthy of this love after all. 

And as the cat purred in your lap, he knew one thing with absolute certainty: he had never been more sure that he wanted to walk into the future with you.  

And for the first time in his life, he felt like he might just be worthy of it.

[babyleostuff]

could u do the vocal unit reacting to your cats, like cuddling them or taking a bunch of pictures :)

sorry if i got anything wrong, but i’m a big dog person and i’m a bit scared of cats (😭), so i have no experience with them. still i hope you’ll enjoy 💜

seventeen with your cats | vocal unit

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ YOON JEONGHAN 

Jeonghan loves everything that’s small, cute and fluffy, which is the perfect description of a cat that you've recently got and to be honest you weren’t sure who was more excited about it - you or him. 

You’d tease him anytime he’d come over to your place, that he came only for your new, adorable kitten, but to your defence, that’s how it looked - the second you opened the door, he was pushing you aside to go and find it. 

You didn’t complain though, they were so adorable together it was almost sickening. Anytime he’d carry the small fluffball, pet it gently on its head or simply watch it sleep, your heart would melt at the sight, making you fall in love with him even more.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ JOSHUA HONG

Joshua can’t help but coo anytime he sees you with your cat, thinking how adorable you two are and how he wishes he could freeze this moment forever. That’s why his camera roll is not only full of your pictures, but also your cat’s. 

He always looks back on those pictures while he is on tour. You also send him some new ones, even the most random ones and you always joke that your cat misses him more than you do. 

He also loves how it always lays itself in his lap, when he’s over at your place. The second he sits on the couch, it is already beside him, waiting to be scratched on its head. And for some reason, Joshua always found it very calming, which was one more reason why he should move in with you. 

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ WOOZI 

He loves the calmness of your cat, how it always sits next to him, while he is working and how it purrs, when he scratches it under the chin. It’s his best working buddy and when Woozi is having a hard time finding a beat or finishing lyrics, he always has someone to turn to. 

You could swear that Woozi was more affectionate with your cat than you (obviously he wasn’t), but 99% of the time that you’d walk on them in the living, he was holding it close to his body, while your cat had the most satisfied expression.

He quickly realised how much he actually missed it, when he was away. He’d shyly ask you to send some pictures of you and your cat, so he could set it as his new wallpaper, so he would be able to look at both of you whenever he opened his phone. 

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ DK 

Oh my god, Dokyeom and your cat are seriously the two cutest beings you’ve ever seen. You melt every time he picks it up, scratches it between its ears, plays with it - as long as they are in the same room you feel like there can’t be anything cuter than them together. 

He loves to play with it so much, every chance he gets, he’s off to your apartment to play with his favourite being (aside from you, of course). He’s the one who bought like 80% of the toys that your cat has and no matter how much you ask him to stop, because it gets spoiled way too much, he does not listen to you 

Your cat is the best when he has bad days, when all three of you cuddle on the couch, while a kdrama plays in the background. One hand is scratching the cat's head and the other is tightly holding yours. 

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ BOO SEUNGKWAN 

At first he had to get used to your cat and he was really afraid that it wouldn’t like him and that would be the last thing he’d want. He knew how much you loved your precious pet and he wanted it to like him so badly. But there isn't a place in this universe where someone wouldn’t like Boo Seungkwan, so they became friends very quickly. 

Like Dokyeom, he loves playing with your cat and your home is always loud from his giggles and laughs whenever they are doing anything together. It takes his mind off his burdens and work and the time spent with your cat is the perfect healing time for him. 

But as much as he loves when your cat is all energetic and playful, he also loves when it’s tired and becomes cuddly. When it's about to fall asleep, he lays next to it and puts his head in front of its little one. He lays one of his hands on top of its head, petting it gently. Seungkwan always has the softest smile when he does that and you wished you could keep him smiling like that forever.

taglist (if you want to be added, check my masterlist): @weird-bookworm @sea-moon-star

[hwasdvlly]

Be With You | j.yunho

➳ summary: he takes his lover on a date with a furry friend.

➳ pairing: yunho x fem!reader

➳ genres: romance, fluff, and slice of life

➳ word count: 0.7k words

➳ warnings/tags: none. established relationship, idol!yunho, non-idol!reader, cute moments, childhood friends, a lovely doggie

➳ a/n: tysm for having me reach 100 followers! i decided to write something wholesome and it's with puppy yunho

Today’s going to be a fun day for Yunho.

He has on his Spiderman graphic t-shirt, denim pants, and sneakers. The tall, handsome man drives to his girlfriend’s place because he is going on a date. Before debuting in ATEEZ, Yunho met someone who was his best friend at first and soon became his one and only lover. He even wanted his soulmate to have something while he was away overseas.

So, he adopted a precious and super cute golden retriever as a gift. 

You and Yunho named the dog Zzangmon. 

The golden retriever is a very hyperactive boy who shares the same energy as his dad. You thought it was intentional because Atinys and the guys would say Yunho is like a big puppy. It turns out to be his idea for a long time. Nevertheless, you are grateful that Yunho recused the sweet fluffball.

Zzangmon has been Atiny’s favorite dog friend. The workers of KQ Entertainment and the big boss adores him. You picked out his name after Yunho’s TEEZMON because he brings positive vibes whenever you are down or full of stress. 

After driving to your apartment, Yunho was greeted by his double with four legs. “Zzang! Appa missed you!” The idol sits on the floor to pet the mess out of the golden retriever. He gave his furry prince kisses and all of the love that was missed for half a year. 

“Someone’s excited to see appa.” You got out of your room in your cute casual wear clothes. You can tell Zzangmon acts differently whenever Yunho visits. The fluffball is calm with you but a burst of energy with Yunho. 

“I am too!” He hugs his furry prince by the neck and sees his tail wagging like crazy. 

Soon enough, Yunho puts on a harness and a leash on Zzangmon. “Okay! Onward to the convenience store!” He shouted with his fist raised in the air. 

You opened the door and stepped outside with a backpack filled with Zzangmon’s essentials. Yunho is about to walk before Zzangmon, but he gets surprised when his dog pulls him forward with a strong force. Yunho almost fell face-first to the ground. You couldn’t hold your laughter because seeing your love’s shocked face was hilarious. 

Yunho puts a hand over his heart. “He has gotten bigger and stronger!” He is astounded by the furry prince. You skipped up to Yunho and hugged his arm. You lay your head onto his bicep because he is much taller than you. 

“He also remembers his appa.” You stated, which amazed your boyfriend. 

His doe-like eyes widen. “You’re right! I am surprised that he does.” He watches Zzangmon walk so freely like there is no care in the world. You tell Yunho about an article that you read a while back. “It stated that canines can remember people from their scent. So, Zzangmon must’ve caught your scent, despite being miles apart.” After giving the information to Yunho, he is impressed and overjoyed by how smart his dog is. He also feels thankful that are you with him. Even when times are rough, he would be thinking of you. 

He places a kiss on the crown of your head. You quickly look up at him with a flustered expression. Yunho smirks so handsomely that your face is red as a rose. He can be affectionate in public and in private, and it’ll make you extremely bashful. 

Once the trio arrived in the city, you went to a convenience store. Yunho stayed outside with Zzangmon as he waited for you. Suddenly, two Atinys spotted the idol and the dog in the streets. They went up to the pair and politely asked Yunho to take a photo with him. The idol happily accepts the request. He also allowed his fans to give pets to Zzangmon. 

While that’s happening, you witness the interaction from the inside as you pay for the items. You smiled at your generous boyfriend. He is so kind-hearted to his fans and everyone else around him. It’s one of the many reasons why you love Yunho. Regardless of his idol life, he is still the same friendly boy you met in middle school. 

You thanked the cashier, and exited the store to notify Yunho that you bought his favorite snacks and drinks. You also purchased some snacks for yourself because it’s going to be a long yet nice day at the park, especially for Zzangmon. 

On the way there, you fed Yunho chips. You don’t mind babying him because he enjoys it, and he does get whiny if you just leave him on the spot. In essence, you have two golden retrievers in your life. 

[sillyromance]

I saw your last post with the inside jokes, do you have some more between Vincent and Marcella? Or with Vincent and his friends? So like between him and Georgy or Edward?

Good day, dear anonymous!

I'm very, very sorry it took so long! I've finally come up with some jokes - there are not many of them, yet I still hope they will be enjoyable to read. Although, I should warn you that the ones between Vincent and Edward have darker, sarcastic shades.

Warning: vaguely mentioned fatal vore

1. Cat-coded and bird-coded jokes/teasing between Vincent and Marcella:

1) Marcella and Vincent (during an argument): "What's the matter, darling? Did a lark poke your tail?"; " Stop pulling on my whiskers! "; " Don't puff your feathers up - it doesn't impress me at all."

2) Vincent (when Marcella snuggles into his stomach): "It seems like the birdy has returned into her nest, huh?"

3) Marcella (being affectionate towards Vincent): "You're such a fluffball!"; "Perk your ears up, Tiggy (a short version of "a tiger") - I've got awesome news!"

4) Vincent: "Well, sing the gossips, my morning herald"; "Be careful out there - don't let them snap your beak"; "My beauty is spreading her wings, isn't she?"

2. Jokes between Vincent and Edward:

1) E: "We have quite ambiguous relationships, mon ami. Playing with a lion is fun, but dreadfuly dangerous, don't you think?"

V: "I fully agree with you, Your Majesty. I always wonder: how am I still wearing my head?"

2) E: "Sometimes I wish you wasn't so loyal to me, Vincent."

V: (freezes with a puzzled look)

E: "You repeat that you're loyal to me in body and soul. It would be nice of you if your loyalty in body decreased a bit; I know my parliament is corrupt, but what will I do when there is no ministers left?"