#also kitty if you're reading this I wanted to let you know that I saw your vent (?) post and Im letting you know that Im pretty much going -

[cookiebonbon]

Hi I kinda. Uhm. I. COUGH

Uhhh thank you @blackkatdraws for making silly hot wife and the pink clone, I will never forget your generous donation (💀??)

Some close ups too, I mean why not? :3

[flippinpancakes64]

The Cullens with a cat

Inspired by my cat who is currently running around my room at full speed

Edward:

I feel like you would have to sneak the cat in

Not that it would be easy since he can read minds and whatever

But I don't think he would agree to a cat

He thinks he is a monster who doesn't deserve love

That translates to animals as well

But he's totally the type to not want the cat and then become best friends with it

He won't go full cat dad and get it clothes and cute hats or anything, but he'll buy a shit ton of toys

His room is FILLED with so much stuff for this tiny little cat

He would have moved out his couch to make more room for it if the little kitten didn't like laying on it so much

He's very careful though

Hardly ever pets it unless it comes over to him and starts rubbing up on his leg

Overall 9/10 cat dad minus 1 point because he's basically cowering in fear over this little baby

Alice:

I get the feeling she'd love cats

The type to stop and pet one when she sees it on the street

Wouldn't be opposed to you bringing one home, but I can also see her bringing one home too tbh

Maybe she found it outside, maybe she saw it in a shelter, who knows

All you know now is that Alice has brought a tiny, furry cat into your room and she adores it

Can and will play dress-up with the cat

Cute bows, sparkly dresses, those little boots, you name it, the cat has worn it

I also feel like she'd prefer a longhair cat so she can style its fur

Also the type to put it on a leash and take it places

Or put it in her purse like it's one of those teacup dogs

8/10 cat mom, the cat took away 2 points because it probably wouldn't be fond of dress-up

Jasper:

Tbh he'd love the cat

He's always been on the quieter side, preferring to be by himself or with Alice

He would say no if you asked him for a cat, but also wouldn't push further if you insisted you really wanted one

In his mind, he told himself he would just ignore it, take care of it if you asked him to, but he immediately fell for it

He's drawn to positive emotions

So it's no secret why he wants to be around the fluffy ball of love and you when you're cooing over it

I also feel like he'd really enjoy the (mostly) chill nature of a cat

I feel like dogs probably overstimulate him tbh

More than once you've found him laying on his back with the cat on his chest just snoozing away

10/10 cat dad he loves that thing with all of his dead heart

Rosalie:

I think she's kind of indifferent

She doesn't really care either way

The only thing she would care about would be the smell

(Which she would easily fix by buying one of those expensive litter robots lol)

But after that she could care less

She gets a little hurt when you spend more time with the cat than with her, but if you're willing to just pick it up and have a group cuddle session, she doesn't mind

She'll take care of it if you ask her too as well

She'll clean up after it, feed it, give it water

But she won't really hang out with it

If the kitty comes over to her and snuggles up next to her or brushes up against her leg, she'll pet it but she won't drop everything she's doing

Overall 7/10 she does the bare minimum and she's not rude just indifferent

A cat roommate instead of a cat mom I suppose

Emmett:

Definitely popular opinion here but he's more of a dog guy

He would love to be able to run around with a big dog and play fetch

Not to say he'd hate a cat though

If you asked him if you could get one he'd say yes

On the condition that you let him get a dog of course

The only times he'll ever really interact with the cat is if you come up to him with it

Or if you're cuddling with it when he's in the room

He'll give it a couple pats on the head but he won´t know what to do past that

He would love a playful cat though

I can imagine big, burly Emmett holding one of those little feathers on a string as a cat jumps after it

He'd love it

8/10 cat dad confused but he's got the spirit

Esme:

Ultimate cat mom

Very likely that you didn't even have to ask, she already had one

She will buy her cats only the best everything

That wet cat food from the cans that are expensive

Only the highest priced litter robot

Maybe even diamond plated food bowls idk

The first time it coughs up a hairball she freaks out and wants to take it to the vet

Carlisle better learn veterinary science quick

In all seriousness that cat becomes her baby

She is cradling it, whispering and singing to it, dressing it up in little clothes, taking it everywhere

She didn't let it jump on to any surfaces for a while, always insisting on picking it up and setting it there

Like Edward, this cat basically has a room all to itself

Cat trees, scratching posts, cat beds, hammocks, automatic feeders, one of those little water fountains, like three robots

Literally spoiled

11/10 that is her child. Might as well be her flesh and blood

Carlisle:

He's got a lot on his plate

A whole family of vampires that he needs to make sure is well hidden

A very stressful career as a doctor

The treaty with the wolves

Literally everything in the whole plotline sort of falls onto his shoulders

If you ask him for a cat I feel like he would say yes, but he wouldn't be too happy about it

All he can think is that this is going to be another one of those things that he has to take care of

If you prove that you can take care of it all by yourself though, he'll come around

You'll find him in his office late nights working on some records from the hospital with the cat snuggled safely in his lap

If there are any visitors to the Cullen house his favorite prop to appear more human is to hold the cat

If you ask him he'll say he always loved the cat, but that's not true

9/10 cat dad. Very peaceful, he just loves to chill

Vampire! Bella:

She's a cat lady

Before she moved to Forks and even during her early time there, she was a loner

All she did was hang out at home and read

That's stereotypical cat mom right there

I feel like maybe she didn't have a cat because she thought she couldn't handle the responsibility

She's changed so much since becoming a vampire, she's definitely ready for one now

She would have forgotten her old human wish for a kitty until you brought one home though

You wouldn't even really need to ask

I feel like she would find a lot of comfort in the cat

It would ground her to her old human life

Make it easier to remember

She wouldn't go all crazy with buying stuff for it though

However she would take care of it

A lot of the time you'll find her zooming to get up and feed it as soon as it starts meowing for food

And you'll find the two of them cuddling whenever she's reading

Overall 10/10 very comfortable very human

[shootingmorningstar]

Hello! I love your writing🤍 could I request sfw and nsfw head-canons for Husker? He doesn’t get enough love. Thank you and take your time.😽😽

Of course you can, anon .ᐟ Maybe I'm just a little biased, big fan of cats that I am, but I completely agree. Thank you, by the way. That's so sweet .ᐟ Don't worry, I saw your extra ask about a fem reader, so I'll be adding that in .ᐟ

The NSFW parts of this post will be hidden under the cut ~ . Enjoy .ᐟ

HUSKER X FEM READER HEADCANONS .ᐟ

This poor kitty cat is entirely too touch starved, even if he won't show it. Asking for affection is just not something his persona really allows, you know .ᐣ So unless it's just the two of you and your relationship has been established for quite some time, it's likely you're going to be the one to initiate physical contact.

Once you have, though .ᐣ Good luck getting him to get up. You know that feeling that you get when a pet sits on your lap and you want to get up but they just look so comfortable that you can't bear to move them .ᐣ

It's the exact same for Husk. You'd been the one to start it, your head leaning against his shoulder. It had been a long day at the hotel for both of you and you'd settled yourselves into his room, some movie that had lost the both of yours attention a while back.

Still, you love getting to spend time with him, no matter what the scenario is. Something like a boring movie couldn't even begin to put a damper on your mood. You'd just have to find something else you could enjoy doing together.

So, innocent as it had been, you'd looked over to him for some cuddles and the second he felt your weight against him, he just sort of deflates.

Like I mentioned earlier, I think he'd try to be at least a little slick about it. Sure, he's leaning back into you but that's not so bad, right .ᐣ It's not like you can tell the second you'd touched him the stress of his day had melted away, surely .ᐣ

You can absolutely tell. You wouldn't ever get this far into a relationship with Husker without being able to tell just how he's feeling.

To me, Husk isn't the sort of guy to get into empty relationships. His life is already empty enough as it is. He's practically a shell of his former self. No soul, no power, bound to a chain at Alastor's grasp .ᐣ Booze is his only vice left, and even that doesn't seem to help.

So I really can't see Husk doing anything without emotion behind it -- especially with being coerced to work full time at the Hotel. What good is something, someone else who's going to leave him after they get what they want .ᐣ

All this is to say that Husk isn't the one night stand type, or is he in it for any sort of flings. When you'd become his girlfriend it was after he'd taken the time to get to know you and you him. You were the first person in the decades that had passed after he sold his soul that made him feel something, and that doesn't happen overnight.

So, yes, you can easily read him, and you can tell that he's getting far more comfort from your touch than he's letting on. That's exactly why it's so endearing when you see him subtly reach for your hand to entwine with his own, or the way his hand seems to pause in uncertainty before wrapping his arm around you.

He also doesn't seem too outwardly excited about going out -- that is if Alastor even allows it, but don't be fooled, he is thrilled.

He loves hearing you talk about things that matter to you. You have so much passion, so much life that it helps him fill his own voids in those areas. He loves the excited look in your eye as you drag him around Pride, sharing a memory or two about your life while you were alive as you do.

Take him home after a date and grab a drink with him -- the best thing about drinking with you is that you won't let him go too far. Addiction can't be cured by love alone, but having someone to take care of him helps his mental health enough to make him want to get better.

Speaking of taking care of him .ᐣ NSFW cut here .ᐟ

If you ask me, Husker's a switch. I don't think he'd mind being the dominant partner, not in the slightest. If that's what you're into, he will gladly take that role for you. Same for submissive - he likes being dominant and submissive equally, but for different reasons.

It takes a lot for him to open up enough to admit it, but I think what he really enjoys about being submissive is just that -- by taking that role, he's getting the chance to be taken care of. That's something he never gets, not anymore.

I want to say his dick is like.. 6.5 inches .ᐣ It's always the grumpy ones with big dicks. Perfectly sized, big but not to the point where it's painful.

Kiss all over his face while you take the time to undress him and he will be putty in your hands. This is one of the only times you'll catch him blushing.

Not to mention the instant hard-on.

He's really big on cowgirl when he's playing the submissive role. There's something about you taking the work into your own hands by riding him and just allowing him to relax and enjoy that drives him insane. Let him lay back and watch how gorgeous you are straddling him.

Bonus points if you lean forward enough to take his hand in your own and talk gently to him.

Please praise him while he's being submissive .ᐟ Tell him how good of a boy he is and how much you love him, how good you want to make him feel. He'll purr so loudly.

Pull his tail. Do it while he's close and he's cumming immediately.

As for Husk in the dominant role .ᐣ He loves it because every single other form of control in his life has been taken away.

He gets to decide almost nothing, and the thrill he gets from being in charge of both your pleasure and his is enough to spark a possessive attitude in him.

You won't leave him like everyone else, right .ᐣ You're the last thing he has. He'll treat you so good, you'll never feel unloved when you're with him so please say you're his .ᐣ

Let him prove it with bite marks and he will be over the moon. He looks like the cat who got the cream. In more ways than one.

Call it this to his face and he'll scowl, but he's huge on doggy when he's dominant. Just the thought of getting to choose where he bends you over and takes you is enough to get him hard and aching. I can't imagine he's too big on degradation, though. It hits just a little too close to home, and even if it's just an act, you don't deserve to ever feel less than.

This was my first time fulfilling a nsfw request, so I hope it's to you guys' liking .ᐟ My last imagines blog was sfw only, so I'm just a little nervous posting this. Let me know if it came out well .ᐣ As always, feedback fuels my writing muse .ᐟ A like or a comment would make my day. Bye for now ~

[ickysubbyboi]

was scrolling for different reasons but I saw your post about struggling to get friendly responses from stray cats. I love cat body language so I offer you an infodump (sorry if you know these tips already):

1) make yourself approachable by getting low to the ground. The bigger you are the scarier you are... smaller = less threatening, so squatting or sitting is good. This is also the best position to reach out from: hands from above remind cats of predators... hands from around their own height are much less scary.

2) making eye contact then looking away (repeatedly) is how you invite a cat to get close to you. Maintaining eye contact with open eyes is how cats say "go away." (Holding your eyes closed for a few seconds says "I trust you", but a stray might not pick that up coming from a stranger)

3) in my subjective opinion, "pspsps" sounds unnecessarily similar to hissing... mimicking meows works for me lmao. however if you don't like that, talking calmly/softly with higher pitched vowel sounds (heere kitty, hii, etc) should work too.

4) the best way to say hello: hold your hand low, palm up, and let the cat sniff your fingers. Do this for a few moments before you try to touch them. (This is like the human version of how cats greet each other, which is by sniffing each other's noses)

5) don't push your hand into the cat's face to get it to sniff you. Also, if the cat leans away from you or starts to walk away, it's MUCH better to not follow... generally, cats need you to prove that you're not trying to hurt them. Allowing the cat to get away when it wants is the best way to tell them you're a safe person.

Sorry if this is way too long lmao. I really like cats.

(PS hunching its back, crouching low, lip licking, & tail flicking are signs of fear / defensiveness, so watch out for these)

These are actually amazing tips and I’ll try them for sure so thank you so much! Also now after reading it I do feel like cats have massive trust issues with humans. Which I don’t blame them considering humans can suck but I’ll make sure I’m more careful and try these next time and hopefully it will work out. Thank you again!

[a-aexotic]

hi can i request a katniss x fem! reader imagine angst + comfort :))

hi love! ofc i can, i hope u enjoyed it<3

a/n: this is set at the end of mockingjay part 2 when katniss breaks down after seeing prims cat !! this scene made me breakdown with her it looked so real, idk how jennifer never got an oscar for this scene

c/w: ANGST ANGST ANGST!!!!!! your heart will break, glass breaking, mental breakdown, crying, idk if theres more but dw it's a fluffy ending

The death of Primrose Everdeen was the worst thing to ever happen to Katniss.

Katniss tried and tried again to protect her all for her to die in the very end. All her best efforts had ended in vain; she had finally lost the one person she wholeheartedly loved. The one person who reminded her of innocence.

It was hard for you to see Katniss bottle up her feelings. It had been a few days since you both had come back to District 12 in the Victor's Village.

Katniss had not opened up one bit but you weren't surprised. You've know Katniss your entire life and you knew she thought that emotion was 'weakness'. She also know you had loses as well; she wanted to be the strong one.

You were both sitting on the couch; you were reading whilst Katniss was staring blank ahead, seemingly in deep thought.

"Katniss."

She didn't look your way. You slowly touched her hand, startling her before she sighed.

"Katniss, how are you... how are you feeling?" You whispered. You'd been holding off this question since you'd gotten home. You didn't want to suffocate her and she needed time. But you were worried.

"Fine, Y/N. Just tired." She said, her voice monotone. You looked unconvinced but she gave you a tired smile. You sighed and nodded.

"Okay, you can take a nap. I'll be right upstairs, okay?"

She nodded as you walked away and she took you up on that offer, falling asleep on the couch.

Not even 5 minutes go by and she hears some clattering in the kitchen. She got up slowly, walking into the kitchen and Prim's cat, Buttercup.

Her heart dropped, her body becoming suddenly tense as she looked at the cat. It meowed.

"She's gone." Katniss said sternly. The cat meowed again, making Katniss become upset. "Get out."

"Get out! She's gone!" Katniss had become overwhelmed with emotion, taking a glass and throwing at the orange cat. "Prim is gone!"

You heard the shouts from downstairs, making you jump and you ran downstairs, your heart beating fast and you feel like you're back in the war again. You saw Katniss throwing the glass and you ran to her.

"Katniss!"

She ignored you, taking another glass and throwing it at the cat. "She's dead! And she's not coming back!" She screamed, her eyes and face red with emotion at this point. You tried your best to hold back a sob as you saw your lover in so much pain.

You grabbed her arm as she screamed, "Get out! Get out!"

The cat, surprisingly, was still in the house, stubborn. She immediately leaned on the counter as she sobbed. You grabbed her shoulder and she turned around, leaning into you as she sobbed harder and harder.

You put a hand on her face, watching as her lips tremble and her eyes puffy with tears. You embraced her tightly, caressing her hair slowly as you shushed her. "I'm here, I'm here, it's okay. I'm here, I'm with you."

Your presence calmed her as she took some deep breathes. "You're safe with me honey, don't worry. I'm here. You don't have to be brave with me, okay?"

She moved her face into your neck, sniffling as she embraced you. You felt her calm more and more as her breathing became more normal. You kissed her head comfortingly. "I love you, Kitty."

She let of your embrace, looking back at the orange act, her lips trembling once more.

She started petting it as it meowed again, leaning into her touch. She then grabbed it, hugging it as she started to cry once more. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

You then turned her around, grabbing her face and wiping her tears with your finger. "You didn't do anything wrong."

She knew that you didn't mean with just with the cat. She knew that you knew that she felt guilty for Prim's death. As she surveyed your face and your eyes, she was suddenly met with an intense feeling of gratefulness.

She was thankful for whatever higher power had sent you to her. She knew that she wouldn't have survived with you. She leaned in, pressing her lips against yours in a tight kiss.

"I love you." She whispered. You smiled as you looked down and pet Buttercup, looking back up at Katniss.

"I love you, too, Kitty."

[umi-adxhira]

TWTPTFLOB TURNS INTO ANIMALS

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Thanks to the glorious @orngbanana. Btw Charlotte, Maria, Sierra, and Sylvia are all platonic

I. ROXANNA AGRICHE - MOTH

A very pretty yellow moth with red accents, similar to the poison butterflies but with more of a sheen

She stays with you most of the time, perched on the top of your head or on your finger if you're wearing a hood

You had to research what moths eat because you didn't want her to die (she thanked you once she turned back)

Jeremy wanted to look after her for a while, so you agreed. Unbeknownst to you, he didn't know that moths are attracted to light

He set fire to some logs in a forest during the night when on a mission and was startled when his sister was moving towards the fire (bro was scared shitless)

After returning her to you, you decided to read a book in the gardens. Roxanna was resting on a button on your gown, as you both read the pages

Overall a very well behaved moth 10/10

II. DION AGRICHE - HOUND DOG

A black-purpely dog with bright red eyes (they glow in the dark bro trust) with rough fur yet fluffy ears

He rests his head on your lap to pass the time. He doesn't want to lean into dog stereotypes where you throw him a bone or dog toy, and he races to catch it (you did it once, he was not amused)

Kinda like your guard dog, bit Fontaine in the ass one time when he was talking to you and barked at servants to leave you both alone

He doesn't like to admit it, but he likes having his ears rubbed. He unconsciously wags his tail and you refuse to let him know that

He refuses to admit he's a dog. He tried walking into Lante's office and was promptly escorted out, not without a bark or two

Licks your hand when you eat food when there's some sauce or crumbs left. It's not that different when he was human, but it's cuter now

Overall 9/10 (+2 if he allows cuddles)

III. JEREMY AGRICHE - CAT

Small blue cat. Idc fight with the wall but cat Jeremy is a baby

NEEDS to be touching you. He went to sleep on the pillow next to your head and woke up with his ass in your face

He can be a bit much, so attaching a small bell on your dress, and he'll be pawing at you for hours, or until he gets hungry

Sometimes, you hand him over to Roxana, and when she hands him back, you hear stories on how her brother tackled one of his younger siblings to the ground by scratching their face. It was funny, according to her

Gives your face licks when he wants your attention, and nuzzles into your neck when he's feeling eepy

I feel like at one point when he was drinking milk from a bowl, Dion saw and tipped Jeremy into the bowl, and he was just drowning, wailing at you to come save him

Overall 8/10 good kitty

IV. LANTE AGRICHE - DOG

Similar dog to Dion, but just bigger ngl. As his favourite spouse, you are tasked at looking after him (good luck)

He works all the time, so him being a dog is a blessing in disguise. He expects to be treated like a King

He refuses to go out of his room. Assassins could come to kill him in his vulnerable state, or worse, his own children

Barks almost constantly, when he wants something from the servants and they're just there like ??? because they can't understand dog (he kills them after)

Refuses to be at your feet. He needs a pedestal so he can feel superior to you even as a dog

Overall 4/10

V. SYLVIA PEDELIAN - BUTTERFLY

The most beautiful butterfly ever. Silver-blue wings with yellow accents

She actually spends most of her time with her brother, but he feels bad for you so he told (ordered) her to spend time with you

Actually feels bad and tries to do things to cheer you up, even though she can't really do much since she's a butterfly

Tries to impress you with cool tricks, which just makes her dizzy in the end, but they're amusing

Overall 6/10

VI. CASSIS PEDELIAN - DOG

A chihuahua. Partly because I think he would be small but also because I really like chihuahuas, and I'm not even a dog person

Quite similar to Jeremy in terms of attention. While he's quite independent for a dog, he still likes to lick your face awake and give you nuzzles

Sleeps on your lap or chest with a tiny blanket on top of him. He finds the normal ones too stuffy on his body and needs something light

If you don't pet him once every three hours, he will literally die. He may seem like he doesn't care, but he just sits in your peripheral vision sadly wagging his tail

Can actually jump really high. Jumped from the foot of the bed in the edge to the dead middle of it, and landed on all fours (our little acrobat)

Overall 8/10 very cuddly dog

VII. CHARLOTTE AGRICHE - DOG

Smaller than Cassis, bigger attitude than Lante. A red dog with green eyes and almost spiky fur

She bit someone in the ass for funsies not knowing who she bit because she can't see that far above her (it was Dion)

Likes running around the place until she gets tired, then gets annoyed when you haven't caught up yet

5/10 because she's cute

VIII. GRISELDA AGRICHE - FOX

Brown. Idk man

Very respectful, very mindful, very demure

She's also independent. She doesn't need to be touching you all the time, she's fine with just resting near you

She nudges your thigh with her head if she wants something, but that's about all the contact she makes

She'll notice you being sad that she doesn't want to touch you, so instead, she'll rest on your lap, and you play with her fur (she falls asleep to it)

9/10

IX. MARIA AGRICHE - SNAKE

Okay, no

Slithers around everywhere, especially to wherever Sierra is

Since she's s snake, Sierra doesn't mind hanging out with her, despite the fact that she's mildly scared of snakes

Gets lost easily. You have to get Fontaine, Jeremy or Dion to help you find her (they all say no)

Overall that slippery bastard is a 4/10

X. SIERRA AGRICHE - MOUSE

Can and will hide under the cabinet shaking in fear so Maria doesn't find her (she finds her anyways)

Roxana looks after her with you, so she doesn't get herself killed

Will sleep under a pillow, just high enough that she can breathe but not too high that someone will notice she's under there

Overall 6/10 (+1 if she doesn't hide that much)

©️umi-adxhira [18/10/2024]

[the-nameless-poet]

The four magic beans

Summery : Reader hates physical injuries and has very low pain tolerance.

Pairings : James Potter x Reader

One thing that James knew about you was that you absolutely hated getting injured because you have very low pain tolerance. You simply felt like you're being a burden with your whining and needy-ness while you're injured. So you avoided it all-together.

But your boyfriend had forced you to join the gryffindor quidditch team just because you were great at it. I mean as he put it in words,

"Sweetheart I've never seen anyone ride a broom as fast as you do! You fly like cheeta of birds. You're awesome!" And James being James, he had somehow convinced you to finally play as the seeker of gryffindor quidditch team.

But things don't usually go the way you want them to. You remember all the times that things go south-wards for you. Like the time when you tried to save the kitty from the tree and fell off of it or the time you went to pet your neighbour's tortoise and it bit you. Yeah, a tortoise bit you. Like how pathetic is that? A tortoise out of everything? You were even embarrassed to tell the story.

But like I said the life ain't fair. That's exactly what you thought while you were chasing down the snitch and the other team's beater sent a bludger towards you. Your arm stretched out to finally get a hold of the little flying golden ball and suddenly a big metal ball come at very fast pace hitting the middle of your forearm directly. You did get a hold of the golden snitch but with that you heard a sickening crack and your boyfriend shouting your name in high concern as you lost your balance on your broom and fell off it and landed straight on the ground.

James tried his best to catch you but he failed. And there you were laying still on the ground with your hand clutched to your chest, James could see you were trembling but he also knew that even if the whole world comes tumbling down you would never break the facade of bravery.

You slowly stood up, the silence in the stadium was deafening. Even after the foul play of the opposite team you held your non-injured arm up in the air and showed off the treasure that you caught. A loud cheer erupted in the quidditch field as gryffindor had won the match.

James was beyond proud of you but he also knew you were dying inside so he quickly got off his broom and came rushing towards you. Madame Huch came at a fast pace as well as she examined your arm and sent you immediately to Madam Pomfrey.

James was the one to accompany you.

"Come on darling, let's get you all patched up, yeah. And then we can cuddle in my dorm and eat the shittiest snacks that you love and I can read you your favourite book. Come on." James said as he noticed tears gathering in your beautiful eyes. James was absolutely amazing. He always knew what you needed before you did. It was one of his 'i am the mom of the group' traits.

You went inside the hospital wing, still in your quidditch apparell.

"Oh, dear! I was waiting for one to be truthful. Not a single quidditch match goes without an injury. Come here, dear. Mr. Potter assist Miss. L/N to take a proper seat on one of the beds." She ordered James and quickly left to get supplies.

James saw that your facade was still on. The mask never breaking even though your eyes were glistening.

Soon Madam Pomfrey came and patched your hand up. She said that it was easier to fix broken bones so she'd let you go for now but asked you to visit if the pain gets unbearable.

At that you looked back at James with a little pout. You were on verge of breaking down but made sure not to. You had to be brave! You're a gryffindor for godric's sake!

James took you back to his dorm like he promised.

"Jamie, I can't change on my own I need help!" You mumbled pathetically as you looked at the shirt he offered you with tears in your eyes. You had finally had enough of the pretence.

"I know sweetheart. I know. Now, come're. You can let go now. It's okay." He took you in his arms and you broke down. After a while he helped you change into his clothes. One of his shirts and his sweats that were too big on you but you felt safe and comfortable in them. You adored wearing his clothes. They smelled like him. Like cinnamon, smoke and a nice musky cologne. And James loves seeing you in his clothes. The way you looked adorable even in overly big clothes of his.

The pain in your arm was slowly increasing and you couldn't help the tears from spilling out of your eye lashes.

"oh, doe. What happened?" James cooed as he hugged you softly to his chest. Made sure not to hurt your arm.

"Hurts!" You whimpered.

"Awh, I know baby. I'm so sorry. What do you want me to do, hmm? I'd do anything to make you feel better. You just say the word." Once again you found yourself tucked in his arms, hiding your face in his warm chest as he ran his fingers through your soft hair.

"I jus' wanna cuddle." You sniffed lightly.

"If that's what you need then that's exactly what we'd do. Let me just change and set our bed up, yeah?" You nodded your head a little as you sat on the edge of Sirius' bed.

James was quick to change and quick with making sure that his bed was comfortable enough for you to rest properly. He set up fluffy pillows and your favourite fuzzy blanket that he owned. You got under the sheets and waited for James to join you. He was quick to. He hugged you around the waist so not to hurt your arm. You laid your head on his chest and put your injured arm on his chest and settled yourself in your boyfriend's warmth.

"You know you were great today. The way you flew after that Snitch! I was frozen at the spot just looking at you. Merlin, sweets you were amazing!" Your face redden at his compliments.

"You were amazing too, Jamie. That snatch from wood was amazing!" You looked up at him with a smirk.

"Yupp. You taught me that move. Ofcourse it was gonna be amazing." He winked down at you.

"Yes. Yes I did." You both let out a little giggle.

As you were both settled in. James was reading ' Great Gatsby ' out loud to you when the door to the dorm opened slowly to reveal the other three marauders.

"Hey, Bambi. You alright there?" Sirius asked as he came and sat on the edge of your bed to examine your arm from afar.

"Looks pretty banged up, doesn't it, Moony?" He said with a little pout on his lips.

" 'tis alright." You said, clearly lying.

"Mhm. Sure." Remus sassed.

"Here, it'll make you feel better." He tossed a bar of chocolate to you. James helped you open it up and you happily nibbled on it.

"Oh, I brought you some snacks, if you'd like?" Peter passed James some snacks seeing that he was the one feeding you with his hands.

"Thank you, Remus, Peter." You smiled gratefully at them.

"Where's my thank you?" Sirius raised his eyebrow at you.

"Thank you for what? What did you bring?"

"She's right, Pads." James smirked matching the one on your face.

"Oh, so now my presence isn't enough for you." He rolled his eyes at the two of you.

"Well I guess you don't want these then." He took out a Pack from his robe pocket.

It was a jumbo couldron cake. These taste even better than the normal sized ones.

"Can I please have it?" You looked at him with the best puppy eyes that you could make.

Say, 'Thank you, Sirius. I don't know what i'd do without you. Cause my tosser of a boyfriend doesn't even know to bring me snacks.' then you can have it." Sirius smirked.

"Thank you, Sirius. I don't know what i'd do without you. Cause my tosser of a boyfriend doesn't even know to bring me snacks."

"Hey! You're my girlfriend!" James whined.

"Yeah, but he has the jumbo couldron cake. And I really want one." You smiled feigning innocence.

"There you go, Prongs' girlfriend." Sirius handed you the couldron cake.

"You know I hate you, right?" James scowled at him as he winked at you.

"What did I even do?" Sirius asked in a mellow tone.

Their argument continued. You just looked at them. The four magic beans you had that made you forget about the pain of the presence and the fear of the future and the hurt of the past. You listened to their argument for bit more but soon fell asleep with your boyfriend caressing your hair and your neck and the laughs of your favourite people in the world.

The marauders.

Another James Potter oneshot :

[kimhargreeves]

Where is my mind? Part 2-The Narrator/Jack Moore x Reader (smut 18+🍋) 'Fight Club 1999'

Summary: You and Jack let your true feelings for one another cut through when he's determined to let some steam off, a long steamy night awaits.

(Warning only people over 18 can read. Oral male and female receiving, 69, missionary, etc. This is for all out nasty and horny people like myself who wants more Fight Club content)

Once thing led to another, right after Jack told me he also harmed himself once he quit his job and threatened our boss. He stopped me from being careful with his wounds and instead quickly began to undress me and himself, only thing remaining was his white dress shirt.

I bit my lip and shut my eyes tight as Jack continued to hold my neck and roughly kissed my neck while I moaned when I continued to feel his fingers playing with my exposed pussy. "Fuck you're so wet." He muttered close to my ear and bit my neck making sure it'll bruise.

I let out a strangled loud moan, not caring if anyone else would hear us. I reached my hand down and jerked his cock up and down, slowly making him hiss and move his hips to my touch. I shrieked when I felt his hand movement quicken and his thumb playing with my clit.

"You're so hot. This pussy is all mine, right (Y/N)?" I nodded frantically and also began to move my hips to match his rhythm.

"It's all yours, Jack. Fuck! I'm gonna cum." I bit my lip tight when I felt my stomach tighten and heard the obscene sound of my juices flowing down my legs. "J-Jack!" I dug my fingers into his shoulders when he continued to fuck me with his fingers, I clenched around him once and I moaned loudly when I came.

Defeated and already tired I felt my head hit the back of the wall. "Not done with you yet." I heard Jack say as he turned me around so my back would be against him.

I felt Jack hold my head against the wall as he parted my legs and I shivered when I felt his breathing against me. I cried when I felt two of Jack's fingers graze against my pussy and his thumb circling my clit.

"You're so fucking beautiful, (Y/N)." I heard Jack praise as he continued to assault my pussy now with a long strip of his tongue.

I pressed my cheeks against the wall and held into for support when I felt his tongue now delve inside of me, parting my lips with his fingers and making sure to kitty lick my clit. It feels like Jack hadn't eaten for days since he kept on holding my hips tight so I wouldn't move.

The bastard is going to make me come again. "J-Jack-" I stuttered and was ready to come until I was pulled back up and Jack pushed me against the white couch next to us.

I fell down onto the couch and I whimpered when Jack quickly knelt down on the couch and continued to lick my pussy. I threw my head back when I saw his blue eyes staring up at me with lust.

"Just like that." I moaned touching myself and biting my lip tight when he moaned against my pussy when one of tm hands reached down to pull his hair.

Jack pulled me closer to the edge and had his hands gripping my waist tightly. I reached out for grab one of his hand and eagerly began to suck onto his fingers, and began to gag onto them when I pressed them further into my mouth. A long stripe of saliva when Jack pulled his hand away and reached to play with my breasts and pinch my nipples.

I began to move my hips when I felt another orgasm coming. My breathing quickened and I could feel Jacky knowing it was coming up since he pressed his nose further into my pussy and felt his other hands begin to fuck me.

I cried out and let my head fall down to the couch when I came and felt my legs shake as I came around his face.

I blushed when I looked back and saw him wipe his eyes and I saw his mouth all wet, another long stripe of saliva connecting my pussy to his lips. Jack chuckled and smirked down at me, I hissed when he gently began to slow his fingers down my pussy again.

"Never knew you were a squirter." He said tilting his head and reaching down to kiss my lips.

I closed my eyes and moaned against him, feeling my taste on his lips. "You'll have to do that again for me sometime."

"Will do..but I want to taste you." I mutter sitting up and grabbing his hips and watching his cock harden more when it brushed against my lips. Jack moaned and he grabbed himself now jerking himself off in front of me and holding his cock still.

"Open that pretty mouth of yours then.", I did as told and stuck my tongue out, inviting him entirely. I licked the tip first as I held onto his base and started to fist what else couldn't fit when I opened my mouth and slid him inside.

I looked up and saw Jack throw his head back and cuss when he opened his eyes back up and looked down at me. He grabbed onto my hair and began to thrust himself into my mouth, "Such a slut for me. Come here."

Jack made me stand up from where I was and kissed my lips again, "I want your pussy on my face."

I looked back and saw Jack now laying on the couch and grabbing my hands so I would sit on his chest facing him backwards. His favorite position.

I placed my hands against his stomach and felt his arms wrap around my hips and I fell his mouth against my pussy again. I whimpered still feeling sensitive down there but I wanted more. I leaned forward and I wrapped my hands on his cock and continued what I was doing and took him inside of my mouth as I moaned around him. Savoring the bitter taste of his precum inside my mouth.

He feels so good. I closed my eyes savoring his taste and feeling his wet tongue against my pussy lips. "F-Fuck." I moaned around his cock and nearly gagged when I cried again as I came for a third time.

"Such a slut for me."

I grabbed his cock and positioned myself on top of his, now reverse cowgirl. I rolled my eyes back when I felt so full inside. I bit my lip and slowly began to move up and down, Jack wasted no time so he made me lay back down against his chest and began to fuck quickly making me moan out louder and clench around his harder when he reached out and roughly played with my sensitive pussy.

"Fuck! It's so deep inside of my pussy." I hummed satisfied at feeling him fill me up. I could see a ring of white below his dick, with my cum running down his thighs.

I breathed in when it seemed that I had stopped breathing and I felt Jack pull himself out of me and made me lay back on the couch and he grabbed my hips pulling me closer to him when he parted my legs again and stepped between them.

"This isn't over yet."

I giggled staring up at him with list as well and spreading my lips with my fingers and watched him spit on my pussy, making it drip down onto the couch with my juices. I winced and shivered when Jack grabbed his member and began to tease me with sliding his dick but not inserting it.

"Please Jack.."

"You need to beg for it sweetheart." He urged fighting back a smile.

"Fuck me Jack, please fuck me good and hard. Make me come all over your big fat cock. I want your cum so bad inside of me. You can fuck me all night, please please." I moaned not used to all the dirty words coming out of me.

What has gotten into me? Jack and I had sex many times before but nothing as intense as this.

Jack groaned at the words as well and began to slap his cock against my lips before slowly sliding it inside. "You're so tight and wet. I'm going to fuck you all night and breed you like the slut you want to be.".

Jack whispered into my ear when he grabbed a fistful of my hair and kept on breathing heavily against my neck. I felt one of his hands around my neck and the other holding my hips in place, I cried when he thrusted in and down, now quickly roughening his pace.

"Ahh God just like that. Fuck I love you so much.", He began to breathe heavily and continued to pound into me, slowly releasing his grip on my neck and placing my leg around his back now hitting me from a different angle and making me ready to come again.

I reached around his back and wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him down to me, our foreheads pressed against each other as we continued moan and gasp for air. "I love you too so fucking much."

Jack caressed my cheek and kissed me sloppily while continuing his rough pace. He groaned and lowers his kisses down until his mouth latched onto my breasts and began to kiss my chest littering it with hickies.

The room temperature had changed by a lot, warmer with the familiar stickiness lingering in the air and between us, the familiar sounds of moans and obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin. The couch began to slightly move cause of Jack's roughness.

"I'm gonna come, Jack." I held onto his hands and felt his intertwined with mine as well. He kissed my above my breasts and looked at me with his blue eyes.

"I'm close too." Jack now parted my thighs and held onto them right now thrusting at a brutal pace.

"O-Oh fuck! Ah..ah!!" I shut my eyes tight when I felt him hitting that familiar spot inside of me. Then it all ended.

"(Y/N).."

I clenched around him and felt me milking around his cock, Jack fell on top of me groaned when he hid his face against my neck and came as well, his cum painting my insides as finished. I hummed satisfied at finally being full by him.

I roamed my hands down to his back up to his hair messing it up again. Jack moaned lightly when he snapped his hips once more making sure. Slowly he moved off of me and reached down to kiss my lips again and fix my hair that was sticking to my face.

Jack slowly got himself off of me making me wince a big in pain, now feeling empty without him inside of me. I felt my slick mixed with his cum, as soon as he took his cock out his cum began to slide outside of my pussy.

Jack chuckled and wiped some sweat off of his forehead, looking between our mixed juiced and up at my eyes.

"You're so fucking beautiful you know that?" I smiled at his words and blushed under him.

"Not as beautiful as you are." I smiled shyly and I gathered a bit of his cum on my finger and placed some into my mouth as I swallowed a bit.

I winced when Jack smacked my ass and turned my body to the side making me close my legs. "How about round two in the shower?" He suggested with a smile.

Still remaining by my side and moving his hand sup and down my bare legs. "Where has this sudden stamina come from?" I joke turning to look at him.

"I'll tell you all about it after we finish again." Jack replied grabbing my hands and helping me up onto my feet, I shrieked and giggled when Jack pulled me closer to him and started to carry me into his bathroom.

[miasiegert]

Hi Cats Tumblr People,

So I heard you like pics.

Please bear with me (AND TEACH ME) how Tumblr works/if I'm doing it wrong! I'm literally the "How do you do, fellow young people?" meme. Our Etsy is linked (unless I messed that up!) Right now it's bare (LOT of work and VERY old photos in the banner) but we'll be posting some cossies soon that are ready to retire. Some of our prices sadly will have to rise (we undercharge honestly for the amount of time put into them... we just LOVE making them). Anyway...

These are our original designs. We have taken inspiration from different productions, from the US tour to Gothenburg to Australia to Japan, less UK because it gets the most attention and we like COLOR! but this is all us. Our goal is to a) have characters be recognizable and b) make swing unitards in palates that could pass as at least 3 characters for emergency. When our rentals go out, swing unitards go with them, and ultimately it's the director who decides what makes the final cut (so a less yellow Demeter for example--but we LOVE that one).

If we ever do a production of Cats with Chaz, you'll notice one in Red, White, and some Black (but mostly Red and White, with fan ears, that is a design David created and is Chaz's FAVORITE design of all time. Any time he does a show, if we're hired, that costume goes. Usually Electra, but any ensemble/swing kitty and can cover for Sillabub or in a pinch Bombalurina. Yuka wore it at Interlakes before she did Victoria on the last US Tour! You might notice an Admetus in tans and GREEN undertones--that was my design he loved. We also did the purple twins (which was vetoed and I said, "Okay" then did it anyway because I knew he'd love it, which he did!), and REBA Gumbie Tap Suit was completely mine (everyone thought I was out of my MIND when I started making it! Even David! Then the shoulder pads came, and the belt, and tail, and BEDAZZLING!!! SO MANY RHINESTONES!!!!) Our Misto coat lights up but we still have a lot to learn about arduino since we'd eventually like to make it blink to music. The Misto coat is also created to fit a multitude of sizes, basically the theatre using their department for alterations since we make use of stretch fabric. I've known Bronson for almost as long as Chaz (he even designed my author website!!!) so when I saw him cast, I showed him his costume (a much, much browner/redder Gus than most see--I was serious about liking color) and let him choose between two coats. He said he wanted pants and we went, "NO! PANTLESS PRODUCTION!" because we thought he was joking! We didn't realize... HE REALLY WANTED PANTS!!!! SORRY BRONSON! So shout out to Wichita for making him pants! LOL!

There is a HUGE joke about Tumble thirsting for Tugger more than the girls so you'll notice that with the Tugger ABOUUUOUOUOUOUOUOUUUUUUUUUT THAT.

Hope that's of interest! And no, I'm not procrastinating on edits when my agent deadline is Sunday. Haha... ha... ha... ha... ha... Sera, if you're reading this I PROMISE I'M WORKING OKAY??? I DIDN'T KNOW WE GOT ON BROADWAYWORLD!!!

We also saw some comments about casting in general and some confusion/questions about different dancers doing different parts (Alonzo vs Plato). Would anyone be interested in learning more about the casting process in general and things that directors/choreographers need to take into consideration? Please note, I will not discuss ANY performers we work with. Ever. All are extraordinary and these are tough calls that aren't easy to make and based on other factors, including the ensemble at large, and sometimes huge changes are made.

[teaberrii]

Chapter 13: Opposites

Alhaitham has the looks and the smarts. He will also be the stand-in CEO for his grandfather's company for a year.

But, he's been mysteriously cursed to turn into a cat every night since his eighteenth birthday… until he meets you, an employee at his grandfather's company, who rescues him as a cat and changes him back with one kiss.

Alhaitham/You

Notes:

Cross-posted on AO3

Female reader

Chapter index at the end of chapter one

You quickly pull your hand away. “What are you doing?”

As if he realizes the gravity of his actions, Ayato says, “I’m… I’m sorry.” Before you can say anything else, he walks away.

What was that about?

Someone says your name, and you turn around. It's two of your colleagues. However, you don't like the curious look in their eyes. They likely saw what happened, and the last thing you want is for rumours to spin out of control.

“We didn’t know you were close with Ayato,” one of them says.

“I’m not.”

“Oh, but"—they glance at each other—“he grabbed your hand just now, didn’t he?”

Of course, you have no explanation. So, instead, you say, “I don’t know why he did that either.” Looking at their expressions, you feel they have more to say. But there’s no way you’re going to continue this meaningless subject. “Now, if you’ll excuse me.” You can feel their stares at you as you walk away.

When you meet Alhaitham in a room on the upper floors, he grabs your hand and spins you around until he’s hugging you from behind. Your face grows warm when he kisses your cheek.

“...Hey, beautiful.”

You gently hit his hand. “I’m getting goosebumps.”

Alhaitham chuckles as he gently nuzzles you. “Then, why are you smiling?”

He lets you go, and you turn to face him. “Because it’s corny.” But when he kisses your head, you smile wider.

With his hand still around your head, he looks you in the eyes and says, “I appreciate you doing this for me.”

“Who else would I do this for, hm?”

Suddenly, you think of Ayato.

“What’s wrong?”

You look up at Alhaitham. “Before I came, I was talking with Ayato. And... I found out that he knows someone who’s cursed.” Alhaitham’s eyes widen slightly. “I didn’t get a name… but he did something strange.”

“What did he do?”

“...After I told him I had to leave, he suddenly grabbed my hand.”

Alhaitham narrows his eyes.

"But I didn’t get a chance to say anything before he apologized and let go," you continue.

Alhaitham doesn't want to, but the scene of Ayato grabbing your hand appears inside his mind, which annoys him… immensely. Rather than talking to Ayato about the curse, the first thing that comes to Alhaitham's mind is to make it very clear that you're his. 

This is the first time you can actually read Alhaitham. It’s obvious he’s annoyed. It’s written all over his face, and it almost makes you chuckle.

“Hey,” you say softly as you tilt Alhaitham’s head back to look at you. “You’re focusing on the wrong thing. He knows someone with the curse. I think it’s a step forward.”

Alhaitham takes your hand and presses his forehead to yours. “Whether he knows someone or not… that doesn’t excuse him for what he did.”

Then, he quickly kisses your lips, but he doesn't pull away for long. The next kiss comes as quickly as the first, and soon Alhaitham has you in his arms while his hot kisses come again... and again. Your arms go around him, pulling him closer as you melt into his embrace until he reluctantly pulls away.

"...Why'd you stop?" you ask quietly, your forehead against his.

Alhaitham chuckles. "Because this isn't what we're here for."

Well, that doesn't mean you can't take advantage of the situation, right?

He gently pinches your nose. "Are you sulking, love?"

"Me?" You almost scoff. "Never." You pinch his nose back. "Don't tell me you're going to become a sulky kitty again,” you joke.

"No. But there is something I will do." His voice is just above a whisper, making your heart race unexpectedly.

“...And what’s that?” Your hand is on his broad shoulder, resisting the urge to run it down his body.

Alhaitham hugs you tightly. “Our relationship may be a secret for now. But, when the time is right, I want the world to know about us.” He’s glad he’s hugging you so you won’t see his faint but visible blush.

You’re smiling as you’re hugging him back. “...Haitham, I—”

Poof.

Alhaitham lands in your arms, and you’re holding him like a newborn baby. He looks up and nuzzles against you. You rub your cheeks against him before putting him down.

Alhaitham lifts a paw and cleans his face as you say, “I can’t argue with that.”

He looks up at you and meows with a slight smile. Then, you lean down and kiss his fluffy, little head.

By the time Alhaitham gets dressed, you agree to leave at separate times. A little inconvenient, but at least no one will accidentally see you leave together. After another kiss from Alhaitham, he quietly and cautiously leaves. Once you see his text, you quietly leave the room.

However, both of you fail to notice a looming shadow behind the corner.

The award ceremony goes on as usual without interruptions. You're backstage, along with the other winners, watching Alhaitham deliver his speech to the sitting crowd. You've only dated one person but met many different types of men. Something about Alhaitham makes him different from everyone else you've seen. Maybe it's his calm confidence in the way he speaks. Or his duality: his mysterious demeanour in public and his affectionate and slightly childish side that comes out when he's with you. Whatever it is, from what you've seen, your instincts tell you you chose the right person.

When your name is called, you walk onto the stage to loud applause. Alhaitham hands you the trophy, and your hand brushes against his. He looks at you slightly longer than usual. Yet, during that moment, his eyes are sparkling. Perhaps it's the lighting, but it's a look you can only describe as love.

You turn to the microphone and begin your acceptance speech. As you talk, you make eye contact with Ayato, who gives you a small but friendly smile. Childe and Tighnari are sitting with him, and the ginger gives you two thumbs up when you look in their direction.

After the ceremony, most of the journalists that night are focused on interviewing the actors and actresses. But that doesn’t mean you escape unscathed.

“Were any of the characters you developed for Love in the Spotlight inspired by anyone in your life?” one journalist asks with a recorder so close to your face that you almost take a step back.

“They are not inspired by particular people,” you answer. “But rather a mix of people I’ve met in my lives.”

You’re about to walk elsewhere when the nosy journalist stops you again and asks, “What about the love story? Was that inspired by your experiences?”

“Excuse me.”

You turn around and see Alhaitham and his secretary.

“This area is off limits to anyone who doesn’t have an exclusive invite to attend the afterparty,” Alhaitham continues, walking toward the journalist. He stops in front of him. “May I see your invitation?”

The journalist immediately steps away from you. “Ah… well… that’s…”

“If not, I’ll have to ask you to leave.”

Despite the journalist’s insistence, Alhaitham’s secretary calmly escorts him out. Once they are out of sight, Alhaitham walks up to you.

“Are you alright?”

You smile and nod.

"Oh, there you two are!" Childe and Ayato appear together, with the ginger holding a piece of cake. "You gotta try the food," Childe says. "It's pretty amazing."

“Maybe we should pack some up for Lumine and Aether,” you joke.

“Lulu wouldn’t like something this sweet,” Childe says.

You eye him suspiciously. “What about Aether?”

“The kid likes anything.”

“I find it interesting you seem to know so much about Lumine’s preferences, yet you’re so general about Aether’s."

As Childe explains, Alhaitham approaches Ayato and says, "I'd like to have a word."

Ayato nods. From the look in his eyes, Alhaitham has a feeling Ayato knows what the conversation will be about.

You know Childe's curious by the shift in mood, so you say, "Let's go eat something," just in case he asks. You and Alhaitham glance at each other before he walks off with Ayato and you with Childe.

In a private space elsewhere on the floor, Ayato asks, "Is this about what happened earlier? Please don’t get me wrong. It won't happen again."

“It better not,” Alhaitham sternly says. Then, in a lighter tone, “But that's not the main reason why I like to talk. I’m curious what you know about the curse.”

“...Are you talking about the cat curse?”

“Yes.”

“How do you know about that? Was it—”

"We also know someone with this curse," Alhaitham interrupts. He's sure that Ayato is the one with the curse. But without confirmation, Alhaitham doesn't want to let just anyone know about his secret. "It's possible we can exchange valuable information."

"While I agree, I have many questions about why and how you know about it."

Alhaitham glances at a chair. “As do I. Perhaps we can start by understanding each other’s situation.”

◆◆◆

Back in the large ballroom, you're talking with Childe and Tighnari. You're curious about what Alhaitham has found out from Ayato, but there's also something else… or someone else. You can feel someone's eyes on you, but no matter how much you look around, you cannot find the source of this uncomfortable feeling until…

Tighnari moves a little closer to you and quietly says, “There’s a man who’s been staring at you for a while now. The one in the black and red suit just past the dessert table.”

You subtly glance over your shoulder. It takes you a moment, but you finally find the man dressed in a black and red suit. He's tall and blonde and has a wine glass in his hand. When he looks in your direction and sees you looking at him, he quickly turns away.

“He looks familiar,” Childe says quietly.

“He does?”

“Hey, Tighnari,” a man walks up to him, “there’s someone who’d like to speak with you.”

You give your friend a small wave as he heads off to another area. Someone's phone buzzes, but you know it's not yours. Childe pulls out his phone, and you see his face harden when he reads whatever is on the screen.

“Something wrong?” you ask.

He slides his phone back into his pocket. “It’s nothing.”

It doesn't look like it's nothing. When his phone buzzes again, you notice he doesn't bother looking at it. You finish the dessert off your plate when you see the blonde man looking in your direction again. Now, it's impossible for you not to notice him.

“...Are you going to talk to him?”

You look at Childe. You aren’t sure, but you are thinking of baiting him out. Well, it turns out you don't have to.

A short while later, Childe finally leaves to answer his phone. Now alone, you sense someone walking up to you. Could it be that man from earlier? What does he want? Someone taps your shoulder, and you turn around.

◆◆◆

As soon as Alhaitham sees the photo of Ayato's past fianceé, Alhaitham can't hide his surprise. It's true. You look so similar that you might be able to pass as twins.

“She was the one who gave me the curse,” Ayato says. “...I was so surprised to find someone who looks so much like her.” Alhaitham can’t blame him. He would be too. “Do you believe in soulmates, Alhaitham?”

“...No.”

“You don’t?”

“There is no evidence that something as abstract as soulmates exist,” Alhaitham says, giving Ayato his phone back.

“What about couples who stay together until the very end?”

Ayato sounds like Kaveh, and Alhaitham… doesn’t like it. “Why are you bringing this up?”

"This was the woman I was going to devote my life to. I loved her with all my heart." Alhaitham already knows what Ayato is getting at. "A woman who looks like her has appeared in my life again. I—"

“She is not your soulmate,” Alhaitham interrupts bluntly.

“...But what if she is?”

“You are basing this off of looks alone.”

“That may be true, but there has to be a reason why I crossed paths with her.”

Alhaitham can't believe this. For once, he's close to losing his patience. Ayato is out of his mind if he thinks you are his soulmate because you look like his deceased fianceé. And, there is no way that Alhaitham will let anyone take you away from him.

"But I know you two are together," Ayato says. "Besides… I also think there's a reason why she can change you back. Perhaps you are the one she's meant to be with."

Alhaitham slightly narrows his eyes.

"Princesses, princes, evil queens, and the like only exist in fairytales," Ayato continues. "I do not believe she or we are any of these. But I do believe that she has something to do with this curse. Or, at least, she has something to do with us."

Alhaitham can accept that much. However, there’s one thing he wants to make very clear.

“That aside, I want to make myself clear.” He looks Ayato square in the eyes and says, “I will not let this soulmate nonsense interfere with my relationship with her. She's my girlfriend; our relationship is our business, not anyone else's. So, I will not play nice if you try to get between us."

“...Of course. I know that she is not her after all.”

Alhaitham exhales softly. “You said your fianceé supposedly gave you the curse. How much do you know about it?”

“I probably know as much as you. I'm sure I've tried almost everything to get rid of it." Ayato sighs. "Out of desperation, I even went through a ritual. But no matter what I do, the curse always lasts the night until the morning. I haven’t discovered a way to turn back early… unlike you.”

"Then, I guess I can offer you one new piece of information," Alhaitham says. "My curse is changing."

“In what way?”

“I'm taking longer to transform, and the process isn’t as painful as it used to be.”

"Well, that's an interesting development. First, however, I must ask… was this after or before you two got together?"

That’s something Alhaitham hasn’t thought of.

Ayato smiles. “Perhaps that’s something private. But, it’s worth noting.”

Could your relationship with him be a key to breaking the curse? If so, what about Ayato? What do you have to do with him?

"You said you believe she has something to do with this curse," Alhaitham says. "But there's also a possibility that she doesn't."

Ayato looks at him, waiting for Alhaitham to continue.

“There’s already evidence she is the key to breaking my curse,” Alhaitham says. “But not yours. So, there’s also the possibility everyone is different.”

Ayato smiles slightly. "Yes, that's true. Your curse happens every night. However, mine is only when I kiss someone of the opposite sex." Ayato puts his hand underneath his chin. "I know how my curse started but have yet to find a way to undo it. You don't know how yours began but supposedly found a way to break it."

"I'd like to think there's a reason behind why they're different."

"That is one way to approach it. Another way is to look at the similarities."

It seems Ayato is going to continue dragging you into this mess whether Alhaitham likes it or not.

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“...This was your friend?” you ask, looking at the photo the man showed you. It feels like you’re looking in a mirror.

“Yes. She was also Ayato’s fianceé.”

This woman is standing in the middle of Ayato and the man you now know as Thoma, Ayato’s friend and manager. Thoma's hand is on the woman's shoulder while Ayato is leaning close to her. All three of them are smiling brightly. 

“Ayato told me he found someone who looks a lot like her,” Thoma says. “I knew it was you when I saw you on stage.” You hand Thoma his phone back. “...I’m sorry, though. It was rude to stare.”

Did this woman know about Ayato’s curse? Does Thoma know?

“...It’s been almost ten years since she passed,” Thoma says.

“...I’m so sorry.”

Thoma gives you a small smile. Then, quietly, “Ayato told me you know about the curse.”

Well, that answers one of your questions. “...Yes. That’s right.” You slightly narrow your eyes. “Do you know the person who has it?”

"I do. But"—he gives you a small, apologetic smile—"I'm sorry that I cannot say."

"I understand."

Thoma takes a small breath. "...To be honest, there's a reason why I approached you." Then, Thoma looks you in the eyes. "Ayato loved this woman more than his life. But... even when she was alive, there are more painful than happy memories."

Is Thoma hinting at what you think he’s hinting at?

“...Do you want me to stay away from him?”

Thoma says nothing, but you know you’ve hit the mark.

“Thoma.” You look behind you and see Alhaitham and Ayato. Ayato looks at you and says, “...I see you two met.”

“We were just getting acquainted,” Thoma says.

Alhaitham looks at Thoma, who briefly introduces himself.

“What were you two talking about?” Ayato asks.

You and Thoma glance at each other.

Does Ayato know that Thoma wants you to stay away? It doesn’t seem like it. But questions linger in your mind. If there are more painful than happy memories, why keep the photo? Why is Thoma speaking on behalf of Ayato? 

“What did you two talk about?” Thoma asks. “You were away for a while.”

“...Let’s just say we got to know each other’s circumstances a little better,” Alhaitham says.

"Circumstances?" Thoma looks from Alhaitham to Ayato and back to Alhaitham. Then, it's as if something clicks. "Wait a minute... don't tell me..."

“Did you learn anything new?” you ask.

Ayato smiles at you. “Everything is just speculation. There aren’t any concrete answers yet.”

“Hey.” You turn around and see Tighnari. “Have you seen Childe?”

“The last I saw him, he went somewhere to take a call,” you say. “I haven’t seen him since.”

“Is something wrong?” Alhaitham asks.

"Not really, but some people are looking for him." Tighnari holds out a phone to you. "I found a phone outside… It looks like Childe's, but I'm not certain."

Suddenly, the phone lights up. One glance at the screen, and you’re sure it belongs to your friend.

“It's his,” you say.

“How are you so sure?” Tighnari asks.

You sigh softly. “Because the person calling is his mother.”

“...You don’t think something happened, do you?”

You hope not.

Just then, Alhaitham sees his secretary with a security guard. He calls him over.

“What’s going on?” Alhaitham asks.

“Ah, there’s no need to be alarmed,” his secretary says. “We found a cat wandering inside.”

“A cat?”

His secretary looks from Alhaitham to you, probably surprised by the synchronicity.

“...There’s supposedly a man missing,” Alhaitham says.

“Missing?”

“He’s about the same height as Alhaitham,” you say. “Orange hair and blue eyes.”

“I haven’t seen anyone who fits that description.”

You and Alhaitham glance at each other. It can’t be a coincidence, right?

Perhaps there’s only one way to find out.

Chapter Fourteen

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hey love could u maybe write headcannons for callux

Dating Callux Headcannons

Dedicated to the lovely @lia-wrld who i'm glad agrees there needs to be more Callux content on this site. I mean, look at that picture, he's too cute not to write for. That being said, here's some dating headcannons:

-Night owl and early bird duo. Whenever he goes to bed late, you go to bed early and whenever you wake up late, he's up early. - You two NEVER feel sleepy enough to go to bed or wake up at the same time... -That means that whilst you're in bed, eye mask on and eyes shut and ready to sleep- he's sat up in bed next to you, laptop keys clicking every so often whilst he does some latenight work. -You never really mind it though, as whenever he begins tapping the keys he mumbles a little sorry, and tries to keep one hand on your head- fingers threaded through your hair and gently stroking and massaging your scalp. -Plus he always sits with one leg splayed out so that you can wrap your arms around it and cuddle that instead. 

-He generally has to wake up earlier because he has early meetings with his team about his shoe company and other hustles- but he always makes you breakfast when he wakes up before you. -Whatever he has- he makes two of, and leaves it on the kitchen island with a paper towel over it, so that you can eat whatever it is whenever you get up. -Generally he makes a cream cheese bagel with cress for himself, but always leaves the cress out for you- knowing how much you hate those leaves.

-I feel like the two of you would adopt a cat together. -After the first two or three years, he would have enough experiences to be able to deduce that you LOVED cats. -Like, whenever he went 'round to JJ's to watch the football, you'd always drive Cal over so that you could have an opportunity to say hi to JJ's cat Buu, and you'd even started feeding the neighbours cat, whenever he climbed over the balcony and sat on your windowsill.  -Cal adopts a little ginger persian kitty and surprises you with it on your birthday. -You literally shed a tear when the little thing is handed to you- the way he's so small he fits in your two hands, and rolls his fluffy little body over to paw at your fingers. -Cal's videoing the whole time and lets out soft chuckles from behind the camera, his own heart melting at the sight of his gorgeous girlfriend petting the tiny boy

-Asks you to model his NoTwoWays shoes CONSTANTLY. -Once he's finished a new design and his team says "The next step is to take the promotional pics", he's already typing a text telling you you're needed tomorrow to model the new pair.

-You teach him the piano. -When you saw the old piano in the corner of his flat- perfectly in tune despite collecting dust across the keys, you felt the need to play a familiar tune. -Out of practice, you hit a few wrong keys, but the overall sound was still recognisably a very well renditioned copy of an old John Legend song. -At dinner that night he'd quietly ask whether you could teach him how to play the piano, having heard your playing whilst he was sat working in the office. -Of course you said yes -Once a week you'd sit with him on the stool and give him guidance in playing the piano. 

-He'd be so massive on praise. -Like, not even as a kink- just generally, he'd just celebrate the little things with you- get a cake or something when you've got a raise at work and just want to tell you how proud he is of you, and how special you are <3 -He would also be big on praise in a kinky way tho. -Can imagine him giving it rough, but his favourite way is just doing it lovingly- going at a slow pace, kissing all the way through -Would mumble praise like "you're so gorgeous" and "you're doing such a good job" -This man n soft sex >>>>

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Hello! Hope your having a good day! I had some questions about the Tenrou Arc of your HTRYDS series and some other things. I absolutely love it, btw. Now any other FT fic I read is being filtered through the lens of your writing.

First things first, the outside interference. It was stated that only Fairy Tail members can find Tenrou Island. Yet, the Rune Knights somehow found it. Granted, Doronbolt/Mest was there pretending to be Mystogan's apprentice but it's not as if they put a tracker on him (or did they?) to find it.

At one point I thought that it had an invisibility spell around it that only allowed those who have the guild mark to see it but it just didn't make sense. But maybe it's just that you have to know /precisely/ where it is to get there, otherwise you just can't find it.

It would explain how Zeref is able to visit Mavis' grave, how Precht was able to go back there with his dark guild because I sincerely doubt he still had his Fairy Tail mark and even how an exiled Laxus managed to turn up in time. Even Canon Acnologia was probably there to have a fight with Zeref and was honing in on his magic. Just wondering how exactly the mass migration to a supposedly unfindable (is that a word?) island happened in your universe?

Next, will Zeref be there? I saw an old ask saying that Acno would have gotten rid of him in order not to endanger his guildmates but I have a (rather weak) counter point. Acno has seen him on Tenrou multiple times and knows he's usually somewhat stable when he's there. Also, he didn't let Natsu know about these encounters and as far as I remember it upset Natsu greatly when it finally came to light. So he probably wouldn't, just to give Natsu an opportunity for closure.

Having Zeref there is also an amazing opportunity to brandish the Sad Boi Stick at the maximum amount of people at the same time. There's of course Natsu with his multitude of issues, than there's Gray with his Deliora related trauma and meeting the guy who made it is going to be rough. Not to forget Erik and Erza with the whole Tower of Heaven trauma package. And you just know Jellal is going to recognize him as the guy who un-mind-controlled (again, is this a word?) him and then find out he's /the/ Zeref and promptly double the amount of angst he experiences. Just all around bad vibes.

On that note, I had this image in my head after that one chapter of Demon Tails that just really fits in this arc I think.

Levy, continuosly slapping Zeref: that's for turning Natsu into a demon *slap*, that's for abandoning your little brother *slap*, that's for the R-system *slap*, that's for traumatizing Jellal *slap*, that's for making Deliora *slap*, that's for Gray's Master Ur *slap*, that's for Erza *slap*, that's for Erik *slap*, that's for being a lousy father to your child *slap*, that's for all the cultists *slap*, that's for...

Acnologia in the background to Gajeel: She'll make a fine daughter-in-law one day.

Another thing, if not Zeref, can it be Larcade there? Maybe at the same time even? It would make one fine Dragneel family reunion. Maybe he just wanted to know where his father always goes on one particular date? Maybe he got interested who his mother was and decided to do a little ancestry research? Maybe he just wanted to see his uncle again? I don't know, I just really want that child to have some familial love and support.

Also, Loke! I really want to find out more about this kitty. I'm so happy you are making him more person shaped. But in more relevance to this arc my question is: will he somehow get a clue to the whole Anksheram situation? If he does, will he tell Natsu? I just really want him to be relevant to the plot and not just be another name to memorize and promptly forget. He had the potential to be so interesting, I'm glad you're doing him justice.

Also, if you could share some headcanons about My Boi Freed? That would be great!

Sorry for the long ask! Feel free to ignore any questions you don't like. I was just thinking about this AU for some time now and needed to get this off my chest. Take care of yourself! 😘

Fam I straight up lost/forgot about this (I am so bad at remembering asks sometimes and then I Feel Bad I haven't answered and take even longer to reply I am so so sorry)

I presume that it's not impossible to find, just hard. Like dragons finding the dragon nest sort of thing: Fairy Tail members can feel the pull of magic, but anybody else would be lost if they didn't know what they are looking for. Mavis probably has a soft form of cloaking on the island but it's also a whole-ass island so you can only hide it so well. I presume Zeref just knows where it is now and can teleport to it, and the Rune Knights could communicate with Mest/Doranbolt so they probably cheesed some directions that way. Then Acnologia can track magic itself I imagine, so he seemed to be chasing Zeref and Zeref happened to be on Tenrou. Then of course Grimoire Heart got there because Precht would have known from before.

As for how it will go in HTRYDS, there will be distinctly less mass migration from outside sources for a multitude of reasons lol. However Zeref will absolutely be there. I promise you I too have thought of all of those fun juicy bits that his presence will bring and I am so ready for it :D

I agree Levy should totally get to yell at him in nerd to nerd warfare. The battle of scripts, if you will. If I end up writing a confrontation in it'll be your fault <3

Oh trust me Loke wormed his way into being an integral part of the plot. And he *is* learning to be more communicative; it's a work in progress but we coming along. As for the Ankhseram situation, she's a bit harder for him to spot then Seun because Loke never knew her personally. However, he does definitely exist for me to reveal plot points from time to time ahahaha. Perks of having an ancient guy in the cast.

Freed headcanons, hm? I gotta figure out which ones aren't spoilers ahahaha. I guess the Obvious one that isn't really a spoiler with how many times I hint at it is that he's half-demon, half-human. He has a complex about it. In the looser, more fun sense, he has rich boy vibes and he custom-tailors all of his clothes. He runs on the cold side which is how he gets away with wearing a heavier coat literally all the time, and his icy little hands never get sweaty around his sword. He's stereotypical in the sense that he enjoys classical music and that's all he listens to; he tried to get into rock because of Laxus but he failed. (It'll grow on him eventually though.) He loves to read and he absolutely reads cheesy romance fiction of all sexualities; he cries at all of the emotional parts. He's also the guy who orders vanilla at the ice cream parlor, though he can be heckled into being experimental.

[moonchild-in-blue]

went outside to let one of my kitties play in the snow while the train was passing, the neighborhood was very peaceful and quiet. 💚

(i dressed appropriately for the cold, I promise)

Like street lamps, we glow so dim Like four walls, you've shut me in

I took a while to reply to this because I got weirdly emotional (what a surprise, pathetic wet cat girl is crying again), and rambled waay too much, so I'll spare you all and keep this under a cut.

Warning, this is Long and makes very little sense - I drafted it earlier this morning but wanted to get a picture of that ^ before posting. Also ignore my mistake lol, I should've double checked the lyrics beforehand.

You, know I spent a very long time last night looking at this picture. Something about the orange glow on the white layer of snow that is just... so peaceful and melancholic. I have a weird attraction to street lights - can't really explain why, but something about them makes me weirdly emotional (when I say I easily cry at the weirdest things, I'm not kidding in the slightest).

And then the snow.

Where I'm from, where I live, we don't have snow. Ever. Save for a small part of the very north of the country, the rest of us never get it - plenty of hail, and 5 minutes of barely-snow during a particularly cold day if you're extremely lucky, but never the real deal.

The first time I saw real, white, fluffy snow was during the autumn of 2016, right after moving to the UK for my studies. I was 19. It was such a beautiful moment - me and a bunch of other students from the dorms went out in our pjs at like, 4 or 5am to play in the snow. The first heavy snow I experienced was 2 years later, November 2018.

For the few years I lived there, I got to live through some wonderful snow days. It was amazing to wake up, look out my apartment window, and see the whole street covered in white. It's the one thing I genuinely miss about the UK.

Seeing this picture, the cars covered in white, the golden orange light, the night, dark and silent and peaceful, brought back so many memories of my early 20s nights. Getting home at 1am, exhausted and on the verge of tears, after a shitty shift at work. Me and my flatmates singing on the streets after one too many drinks at our favourite pub. 3am runs to the dingiest takeaway possible for oily chips and disgusting pizza.

So much of these seemingly ordinarily experiences are things that I will never get to live again. And that's fine and expected - I can't be 22 forever, and thank God I'm not! But I do get nostalgic about those times.

Sometimes I feel like it was just yesterday that I was waiting on the cold for a taxi after a house party, annoyed at myself for not kissing the guy I had a crush on. Sometimes they feel so distance, like forgotten memories belonging to someone else. And I don't know, this kinda brought back so many emotions, I had to take a moment to sort them out.

This also reminded me of a Midwest Emo album cover. Like, I can 100% see this picture on the next Real Friends / The Wonder Years / American Football / whatever band cover.

In particular, it reminded me of these two songs (aside from that first song I shared. Which btw I can't reccomend them enough). They're a bit sad (no surprises there), and not really related to your photo at all, but uhhhh yeah. I'm sharing anyways. Because why not.

Something about midwest emo/pop-punk bands that just puts you in a hyper contemplative mood 👍

If you read this whole nonsense ramble, I apologise. Once I get sentimental, it's hard not to pour over. I will never not be a sad emo girl, no matter how much time it passes lol 💙💚

Here's a nice cookie for your troubles 🤲🍪

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Still Subject to Change Chapter 12 (NEW)

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Hello everyone! i decided to repost arc 1 of SSTC

(the chapters were way too long and had a bunch of typos but hopefully this will make reading easier)

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

if there are still any grammatical errors i’m sorry.

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Making my mind up I turned back to Oakley and twisted the gem to turn back into the smallest form which was a bit difficult given that I now had an extremely short thumb like thing that was half covered in fur.

“Can I come back later? I do want to take your offer, i really do, but i promised to bring them back to Kamerasca and i still plan on doing that”

He nodded and tilted his head back into a normal position shuffling his wings a bit closer to his body.

“Keeping promises is important so of course you can come back later! This isn't a one time offer i'm not an asshole so take your time, i'll still be here even in a week or two, no need to rush”

I was relieved to hear that, but we still didn't really know what direction we had to go in to get to Kamerasca.

“Say, do you know the way? To Kamerasca i mean, we got kinda lost”

He nodded and rummaged for a second in his green patterned cloak before taking out a round metal object.

“Here this will help, you just have to go south south east then you should find it and to get back to me just go north north west”

He Handed me the metal thing and I could see that it was an extremely well made compass in an expensive looking hull that seemed to be made out of actual steel.

“I- Thats- Thank you! That's really useful! But it looks very expensive. 

Are you sure you want to give that to me? You already gave me the bracelet”

He nodded and fished out at least three more of the compass out of his cloak, all held together by a thin but sturdy rope.

“I have lots of em, giving one out isn't gonna do anything to me, now you should probably get on the move i'm sure you can cover some ground until it's dark, it's only midday after all”

He was right, we had spent the majority of the morning here and still had plenty of time to cover some distance.

Walking back to the Humans I saw that Robin had once again made about a dozen flower crowns and planted some on the head of Arthur and was About to put one on Rikaad’s head.

Rikaad bowed his head in front of the smaller boy who then slowly put the flowers on his head.

It kind of looked like a coronation and had to smile, It was kinda funny that Rikaad just let Robin do whatever.

Suddenly Robin's head whipped around and a huge smile plastered onto his face as he saw me.

“Donovan! Do you want a flower crown too?”

He held one up that was made of lots of daisies and I nodded.

“Sure! You're good at making them”

He carefully put it on my head and it fit perfectly.

“Oh also! Oakely showed me how to use the bracelet and gave me a compass so we could find Kamerasca”

I held up the metal object for them to see and I could see Arthur face light up at the prospect of getting home soon, while Rikaad was as professional as ever even with the flowers on his head.

“That is very good news, i say we pack our belongings and start moving”

Rikaad had already put his small bag over his shoulder and tossed Arthur his as i was now unable to put it in my pockets as a human sized being.

Oh wait, I could fix that, but I probably should ask first to avoid scaring them half to death by suddenly shifting.

“I could go Giant again and carry those? Oakley let me have the Bracelet so i can shift whenever”

At the mention that I was now able to switch forms whenever I wanted Robin's eyes lit up and he bounced a bit on his feet.

“Can you turn back into the green kitty? It looked so cool!”

All of us gave him a weird look and he pouted before grabbing some more of his flower crowns.

“Maybe later, i don't have pockets in that form”

Going a few steps back I turned the gem and grew back to about thirty feet tall give or take as I had nothing to actually measure myself with.

“Ayo what the hell, this is really weird”

“Arthur you literally have seen this before if anyone should freak out about this it would more likely be me”

Rikaad was right, he'd never actually seen me shift before whereas Arthur and Robin have as they were there when I first grew into a giant.

Robin seemed completely unbothered by it, just smiling and holding his multitude of flower crowns.

Speaking of flower crowns, the one he gave me had stayed on my head till now but was still normal sized so when I moved my head a bit it slid down my front where I managed to catch it.

It was way too small now to properly wear but I probably could put it on a finger.

The only finger it fit on was my pinky finger but I put it there nonetheless even if it would probably fall off soon.

Picking up the bags and stuffing them in my pockets, I took out the compass again only to realize that it was too small to properly read now.

One of the smaller men would have to direct us then, but I pondered who I should give it to.

Probably Rikaad, he seemed the most responsible of the three and I was sure he wouldn't end up accidentally destroying it.

So bending down again I held my hand out to him, presenting the comically small looking item to him.

“I can't read it, it's too small right now can you lead with it? Oakley said we had to go south south east to get to Kamerasca”

He carefully took it and held it up to his face, determining which way to go.

“I will try my best as a navigator, for now we have to go back into the woods across the clearing”

He started walking in the direction he had pointed at a few seconds ago and all of us followed him.

As we went past the stump Oakley was still standing there waving.

“Safe journey! I know the woods can be a pain in the ass sometimes!”

He was grinning hugely and suddenly Robin went up to him with his dozens of flower crowns in hand and put one on his head, This one contained some daisies and violets but also some nice yellow buttercups before he ran up to me.

Oakley looked confused for a second and touched the crown, going a bit cross eyed from trying to look at his own head but went back to smiling immediately, showing off his fangs.

“Thank you! What pretty blossoms! I wish you well, little human!”

I could swear that his tail was subtly wagging behind his cloak but chose not to comment on it, and everyone else just said their version of bye and waved.

We crossed the threshold of the trees and I turned around one last time waving at the weird nonhuman.

“See you Donovan! I will try to find the scriptures about Ardua so when you come back I can tell you more!”

He spread his wings and flew up into the air and out of sight towards his little hut where he disappeared inside.

“What did he mean by that? Do you have to come back to return the compass?”

Robin looked up at me confusedly, right, I hadn't told them that I was going back here once I brought them to Kamerasca.

“Oh right, since going back to… any Kingdom really, is a bad idea as i’ll just be killed im going to come back here after i bring you guys to Kamerasca”

He suddenly had a downcast expression and looked at me with sad, pleading eyes and i felt a pang as i realized yes this is my friend, and i was going to have to leave him for my own safety.

I knew it was for the best but I couldn't help it, the feeling of loneliness would be back even when living with Oakley i knew something would be missing.

“Do you have to? Maybe we can convince the guards that a giant would be great for the troops? Or just have you protect something? Like a field or-”

“Robin you know that's not going to work, the King would lynch us all”

I looked to Rikaad who had spoken, his face stoic and focused on the path forward.

“I don't know what exactly the kings problem is with Fae folk that he hates them that much, but i do know that just because some Guard apprentices want to convince them that what they believed to be dangerous for their entire lives won’t make them change their minds”

He was of course right, but I did wonder what could lead to someone hating on an entire species this badly.

I would never know, and I would also never have to see him, which I was glad for as I didn't want to be scrutinized by such a hateful mind.

“Soooo we just go home after all this and then what? Go back to normal? I don't really think i can do that after this weird misadventure”

Arthur had a point, what WOULD i do once this was over? Live with Oakley sure, but what would I do? Just sleep? 

“I don't know, but for now getting you back to Kamerasca is the best option, the woods are no place for humans”

The slowly healing and scarring over wounds from the manticore on Arthur's side proved that on its own already, but combined with the fact that they didn't even know what plants were safe to eat and which ones would kill them it was a recipe for disaster.

I was very aware that only my presence as a Giant kept some of the smaller creatures away so I would make sure to stay big to protect the smaller humans.

The short conversation had left us all in a slightly bitter mood as we all realized our collective time together was coming to an end soon.

After about half an hour someone did break the silence.

“I think we should look for a place to camp overnight”

It was once again Rikaad breaking the silence with the suggestion of doing something completely reasonable, so we did just that and ended up setting the camp under some trees.

Putting some logs into a heap for a fire after I scared off some other weird creature that looked like someone had crossed a badger with a squirrel I made sure to stay close to the others in case there were more.

As the sky grew darker and no more creatures appeared I laid on my side, as close to the humans- no, my friends as I dared.

It was weird, actually considering someone as a friend after being so long alone but i couldn't say that i hated it.

Still, feeling Robin sleepily snuggle up to me as the night grew a bit colder I knew that I'd miss being with people.

I still was going to go to Oakley after this was over but he was a weird hermit and i only would because he was looking for more information on Ardua and i didn't want to be completely alone in the wilderness, Any company was better than none.

Falling asleep next to the smaller body of Robin i was sure Rikaad and Arthur could handle the first shift watching, switching between sizes had made me more exhausted than I had initially realized and walking hadn't helped that at all.

I knew if something was the matter they'd wake me up or just shout loudly, besides both of them could hold their own pretty well, especially Rikaad.

I slept until about midnight, a deep dreamless sleep that was interrupted by Rikaad poking at my elbow, it was now my turn to take watch.

The silence of the night was weird, nobody spoke and was even trying to be extra quiet as the other two went to sleep, leaving me and a Quietly complaining Robin in the pale moonlight.

It was colder now, not as cold as those first few nights but still a bit chilly and I guessed it was because of the missing sunlight that would have warmed the earth at day.

Just sitting there in the silence of the night was weirdly calm, and even a bit relaxing.

Feeling something slump against my leg I looked down to see that Robin had fallen back asleep and was using me as an oversized pillow.

I debated whether or not to wake him up but ultimately decided against it.

If he was this tired i would let him sleep, Besides, I could keep watch over the camp myself.

After about two hours it was starting to get really boring, So to keep me from falling asleep I decided to mess with the Bracelet.

Gently moving Robin to lie on the Floor i went a few steps away to avoid waking anyone or accidentally destroying parts of the camp.

I wondered that since turning the gems once around themselves was what let me shift what would happen if I only turned them halfway.

Would I just shift anyway? Or stay as I was? Only one way to find out.

Hesitantly and slowly I turned the bottom gem about halfway before I stopped.

For about a second nothing happened, then I felt my muscles and bones shifting again.

But not as much as they would have to turn fully into the Ardua.

Inspecting myself I saw that the only things that had changed were that my nails had grown into claws and I had the lion esque tail swaying behind me.

A twitching motion out of the corner of my eye also told me that my ears had grown longer and were covered in greenish fuzz, and I wondered what my face looked like now.

Sadly I did not have a mirror but I could feel that my fangs had grown a tiny bit and were poking over my bottom lip.

It was kinda funny and I wondered what else I could do.

So I went to turn it again only to find that I couldn't turn it further than it was.

Oh fuck.

I really hoped I hadn't just somehow managed to break the thing.

Frantically trying to turn either of the gems fully did not work and I had to accept that I was now stuck in this weird half form of beast and man.

Of course leave it to me to break it on the day I learned how to use it.

At least I still had opposable thumbs even if I was sure that the entirety of my hair had a greenish tint now.

Panicking was not gonna help me, and I was sure I had at least another two hours to figure out how to fix this.

Trying again and again to turn either of the gems in the direction they were supposed to just proved that they were stuck very thoroughly.

I even tried turning the other gems that did not really have anything to do with the two main gems, hell I ended up pressing them like buttons too hoping that would somehow fix it.

In the end it was all futile and I was still stuck being a fuzzy half man half beast.

Since fixing it didn't work even if i had tried for over an hour to revert back to normal realized it would be day soon and the others would see that i had fucked up.

For a brief moment I wondered if I could keep it a secret but the fact that my ears were now even longer and fuzzy as well as the tail would give it away immediately so that was not an option.

I wondered how exactly I should tell them that I was now stuck as a giant, again.

I bet Arthur would either laugh or hate it, maybe both, and Robin would love the fuzzy tail.

I couldn't predict how Rikaad would react though and I kinda dreaded telling him, he was still the one i knew the least about, and he was the scariest too.

At the end just telling the truth was probably the best option but I would put it off until someone asked, maybe I got lucky and no one would question it more than to point out that I had a tail now.

And after that I could go back to Oakley and ask him for help.

I just hoped he wouldn't get angry about it but from the short amount of time i had known him it was more likely that he would cackle at me and then fix it.

Glancing over the sleeping forms of the humans I felt myself grow a bit sad again but shoved the feeling away.

I could be sad when I was alone again and on my way to Oakley’s home.

Well my home also in the near future, which was weird to think about so i didn't.

Tossing some more logs into the fire and sitting back down next to it I stared at the moon.

It was strangely peaceful, aside from that weird creature from before nothing else had tried to come close, probably afraid of the giant that guarded the smaller humans.

It would now only be one or two hours until sunrise and I could see that my breath came out as small puffs again, indicating that it had once again gotten colder over the course of the night.

I tossed a few more pieces of wood into the gently crackling fire to make sure the others wouldn't be cold.

Then I went back to just staring at the surroundings, keeping an eye out for everything that might dare come close and tossing wood on the fire when I saw it got smaller.

As the sun finally began to rise and I felt the first sunbeams hit our camp Rikaad got up, startling me with how he could just awaken at this exact time while everyone else would have continued sleeping.

Seemingly not a trace of tiredness on his face he looked at me and did a double take seemingly confused at my new appearance.

Apparently deciding that whatever I did with the bracelet was my problem he left to go wake up Arthur.

Following his lead I went over to Robin and gently nudged him with a finger.

“Robin? Wake up, it's morning time to move”

He rolled over and mumbled something I couldn't understand, if it even was words at all and not just displeased sounds at having to get up.

Trying again to wake him up I rolled him over onto his back telling him again to get up.

“Sun is out, get up we have to go”

He finally blinked owlishly at me before noticing my ears and clumsily getting up.

“Why are your ears like that? Wait, are they fluffy? Can I touch them? Ohh you got the cat tail too!”

As expected he was overjoyed at my new traits and I bent down to let him touch one of my fuzzy ears.

“Fine, just don't yank it or you can carry your stuff yourself”

He nodded and carefully went to touch the fuzz on my half shifted ears with gleaming eyes.

“So soft! It's like the coat of a lamb!”

I had to admit that seeing him so happy about something so mundane made me smile, and having tiny hands gently massage my ears felt weirdly nice, not that I'd ever tell anyone that.

Though we still had to continue traveling, I cautiously stood back up much to the dismay of Robin who then opted to try and get my tail in his grip.

Ignoring his attempts for now and holding the appendage just out of his reach, I went to put all of their stuff that they didn't really need for now in my pockets.

Looking over to where the other two humans were standing I saw them checking the compass to make sure we were still headed in the right direction.

At our approach they both turned to us and I could see Arthur's brain stopping to work for a few seconds as he noticed my new features before his expression turned into an amused smile as he saw Robin attempting to grab my tail.

Speaking of that, I stopped holding the appendage out of his reach so he could finally grasp at it which sent a weird sensation across my nervous system.

My brain told me that it was a ghost sensation of something not actually there even though it was.

Yeah this would take some getting used to.

Ignoring Robin as he climbed onto the topside of my tail holding onto it like a baby opossum as I let it rest on the forest floor.

Looking at Rikaad who had stopped staring at the compass, I offered my hand palms up to take their bags if they wanted.

Both of the smaller men handed me their luggage with a small thanks and I stashed it in my pockets to keep my hands free.

“We should keep going, just standing around won't get us any closer to home”

So, following Rikaad we went towards South south east, past places i hadn't seen before.

We traveled for about two more days but something just felt…off.

The closer we got the colder it seemed to get, so much so that it had started snowing overnight again.

And it seemed that I wasn't the only one that had started to worry about it.

“You are SURE that we are going in the right direction? Because i don't think it should fucking snow during Spring!”

Yep, the colder environment had made Arthur a bit more Snarky, or at least exaggerated his use of curse words.

“Well yeah, we are going in the direction Oakley told me I don't know why the weather is so weird, maybe it wasn't really the start of spring and instead just a few weirdly warm weeks?”

Nobody looked really convinced at my words and i kinda wished that those Fucks from Maringand hadn't taken the Boarpelt Robin had used to keep warm those first few nights.

At least I still had my handkerchief, even if the roughly woven fabric wasn't exactly thick it was insulating enough to trap at least some warmth.

That and two people fit under it so sharing warmth was also an option even if most of the time Robin was the only one using it.

For Arthur it was Probably pride that kept him from taking the offer to share, as for Rikaad… well I didn't know but it did not seem like he needed it.

Aside from myself the cold affected him the least so he was probably fine, even if it still got colder and colder the closer we got to our destination.

It had gotten to the point where the snow didn't melt anymore even during the day and I let Robin use my Handkerchief as a sort of warm cape wrapped around him.

At least the fuzzy tail had an actual use now as a windshield and source of warmth even if I didn't dare bring it too close to the campfires we made.

Randomly going up in flames was not how I wanted to die.

And so far i had been lucky that no one asked why i was in this weird half form as i still hadn't managed to turn either of the gems fully and remained stuck in this weird form.

On the plus side at least having fuzzy ears prevented them from freezing off my head as icicles.

“How far do you think it is now? Oh maybe you could hold me above the trees again and then I'll see it?”

While Robin's idea wasn't bad I was worried that the now harsher winds would blow him out of my hands.

“I'm not sure, what if you fall? The winds have gotten stronger those last few days and i'd rather not have you break your neck from falling”

He nodded and curled back under the cloth while trying to snuggle closer to my chest for warmth, seemingly not disappointed much.

“Hey, can any of you try to find dry firewood? Most of it what i found was soaked through from snow”

Looking over I saw that Rikaad was right, the clearing we had stopped had sparse vegetation, with only some sad looking leafless shrubs between the widely spaced tree trunks.

So I went to try and find some Wood to feed the meager flickering embers that Arthur was desperately trying to keep lit.

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[cryingatships]

Kiseki: Dear to Me ep 1 aka we have several kitties in our hands

Ok let's start~

Ai di? Eddie? Which one are we gonna follow? I'm not immune to pretty faces, I'm gonna protect him with my life now. Also are they a couple? Sorta ship it oeo

Okee guess not. Hmmm Picking up someone out of the blue, and Ai di scratching his back like that, very cat-like of him. A meow =w=

Why is Mr. I'm-The-Only-One-Not-Wearing-Black just standing there like a statue? Where's your concern for a friend. Oh, they're supposed to be old acquaintances as per mdl? That explains it the smile.

What's that red thing on the photo? Lemme guess, blood? It is a mafia (can we call this mafia?) setting.

Zhong Yi is a brave, brave person for not screaming when he saw a bloody hand on the road all of a sudden. Kudos to him. Could never be me :')

Oh oh oh (nooooo) they're using the same remedies. Does ql drama world not have not other, more effective medicines for woundtending? That looks like a gash too deep for home treatment, if you ask me. But ig he'll be saved by ql logic ahaha (I love ql logic. Why can't we have ql logic irl huh)

For once there is no (not felt by me atleast) homoerotic subtext in woundtending. Shocking.

(Anyone know what are the names of the books? Ig they're all books related to studying medicine and such, but I'd still like to know)

Ze Rui, my boy, blackmailing is not how you woo the love of your life. But it's effective here, so owo

Ze Rui is dramatic af. A bread isn't gonna break your ribs, chile. He reminds me of our cats throwing a concert of shame whenever mealtime is late by like half a second.

Zhong Yi keeping tabs. Finally a character who makes (tries to make) financially sound descisions. Like love ain't gonna fill your stomach (not with your sugar kitty mooching off you u.u)

Ze Rui, my boy, you're sus af. I'd have taken away any valuables before leaving you in my home, too. Scamming alert u.u

"It's your karma then." 👏👏👏👏👏

My meow meow is back. He's got some claws. And He looks great in pink! And he has a (potential) boyfie too, good for him!

Knowing your hookup form the night before didn't go home with you for your rizz but for your decade old rice cooker.... that must hurt.

OH? Is Xong Yi snapping finally?

Nvm false alarm. the intimacy tho. Which other surfaces do you wanna shove him against, Ze Rui? BUt threatening is bad flirting technique smh

I don't wanna say it but - poor husband working his ass off to earn money and feed his other, lazy ass of a husband. Also Zong Yi looks so meow meow here? He looked Tired, I feel bad for him :\ Ze Rui take care of your man sometimes, too! Don't make him be the only caregiver in the relationship, it won't work out

Ze Rui is so Kitty Coded that they had to add cat noises jajaja

Oh so Ze Rui does have some brains. His friends (?) did call him the brains of the group hmmm. But ZR lookis so smug, is it cause he made a fool of ZY or cause he has ZY on his (technically ZY's) bed

Ok we need a list of Bread in qls. Bread as a metaphor, bread love (also hate) language yeye

Oh tragic pasts time.... How expectations can go both ways, huh? Too much too little, atleast it seems like ZY still has a good family? (I'm jinxing it-). Seeing that this is Taiwanese drama, and after reading a lot of danmeis, I wonder if ZR is an illegitimate child? As they call it in the danmeis, a 'mistress's' child?

Ok ok I have a theory - Ai di is an ornage kitty (the kind who're always too excited and wants your attention 24/7 or they'll wreck havoc on your room), Ze Rui is a fancy long haired high maintenance kitty (a calico?? Let's not look at the sciences of this), Zong Yi is a black-white kitty, not totally a void but def wiggly and also got the coldness of a white kitty.

Putting clothes on your (future) lover, a beloved if new trope :3 (ye i'm looking at loa)

I want a piece of that cake too, so hungry ueueue

ZR is three cats in pyjamas confirmed. Cats never ever finish their meals cause they too 'eat in small portions'. smh

They're not using the there was only one bed trope?

OH OH THAT LOOK WHEN ZY starts eating. I see you I see you. I feel food was very important in today's episode like, it's used as a method for establishing who's controlling the situation, then it's used a bridge for communication and negotiation, and it's used to show economic differences (like ZR can bother wasting food and eats in small amounts, definitely not smt a person coming form a less privieged section of the society can do)and finally this look. I'm not gonna analyse this cause ye- but.... food.... maybe I'm just too hungry XD

This Zhang Teng would right in a drama of supernatural genre

I like the ending ost u.u

OK there was some INteresting power dynamic. A injured gang member who probably kills at sight and is rich, is now under the care of a impoverished, seemingly harmless (when are doctors, potential ones included, ever harmless) student with barely any way to defend himself from violence. But Zong Yi may refuse to treat him. Then we have the knife. Doctors are gain power from their skill, but is it enough to counter a the power of a criminal gang? And the gang member depends on the (aspiring) doctor for his life, while the doctor's life depends on the gang member's life. Ze Rui constantly uses words like "brat", "kiddo" etc to further demonstrate the power dynamic at play (cause in Asia seniority = social power and respect), but Zong Yi hardly ever argues about the use of these words. Like, he isn't even trying to establish that he too, has some power over the situation. Is he truly so accepting of others' holding power over him or is he just unbothered cause he treats Ze Rui's words as completely irrelevant to his life? Hmmmm. Who exactly has the upper hand rn? I'd say it's Zong Yi rn, but then again Ze Rui can successfully overturn anything Zong Yi does (like the locked door) and force Zong Yo to do his bidding soo...fd

[k2ntoss]

Hiii!! Can i request “why are you acting like this all of a sudden” with dick x reader? I was thinking of scenario where they're having an argument or something like that, but anything is fine (as long as it has a happy ending cuz I read waay too much angst today 😭)

Thank you and I wish you have a nice day !! <33

I'M HERE READY TO DELIVER A SWEET ENDING BECAUSE I REFUSE (not really, sorry, i love angst) TO MAKE THIS SAD !!!!!!!! i feel like if i ever got into an argument with jealous dick i would literally cry like baby can't you see i'm in love with you???? but anyways, i'm almost asleep but i need to get this out of my system now that you made me think about it <3 and i hope you like it and also have a nice day when you read this

"why are you acting like this all of the sudden?"

you're not able to think properly about how you ended up like this, following your best friend as he walks away from you after he saw how a classmate of yours kissed you all over your face after you helped him studying for a test he needed to pass, you were too happy when he made it you forgot you don't really like it when people were too clingy so when your partner kissed your face you just giggled happily while hugging him, it made dick furious basically.

he was practically stomping his way to the dorms, shoving people out of his way while you followed, trying to apologize on his behalf to anyone that was ready to get into his way. when you made it to his dorm you stood on the doorway, arms crossed and breath a bit heavy from the way you had to rush your pace to get into the room before he closed the door "what the hell is going on now?" you ask when he tosses his bag to his desk, the pretty frame with a silly photo of you both falling onto the floor "nothing. leave" dick barks before he sits on the small couch he has there, eyes closed and head falling back while he ignores your presence.

"not gonna happen, pretty boy, you better tell me why do you look like you're about to kick someone" you say, sitting on the edge of his bed after closing the door behind you. the silence that follows your words makes you shift on your spot and you try to touch his knee when you lean in "you know damn well what happens, don't try to play dumb now" he scoffs before moving his leg out of your reach, which makes you frown because dick has never avoided your touch, he would usually lean into it like a little kitty and make your heart melt because lovely and clingy physical touch was only fine when it was him.

"i'm afraid i don't really know what's going on, dick" the use of his name instead of any pet name makes him sick, it shows on his face when he sits straight "yeah, you have no idea like with almost everything around you" and then it settles, you know he's really upset when his words intend to hurt you and you know better than giving into his little anger game but you can't help to snap back "oh, c'mon explain yourself, dick"

"not gonna happen, it's time for you to start working hard by yourself because i'm not going to be doing everhthing for your lazy ass forever" dick looks at you with narrowed eyes, he knows he shouldn't say things like that but he's mad at you, because you've let someone else cross your limits and he has to be the only one that is allowed to do so "oh god, i should thank to heaven because you've been solving all my fucking life, right?" the anger on your voice hits him hard and he's about to say something when you stand up "what the fuck is going on, dick, why are you acting like this all of the sudden?" and the moment you ask he feels stupid.

dick sinks into the couch, crossing his arms over his chest and going silent, looking away from you almost as if he wasn't listening to you "are you gonna answer or should i leave? because i don't even know if i really want to listen to another word from your mouth" you say with an annoyed tone, dick's behavior switches once again from his annoyance to his avoidance and now to what looks like a tantrum when he shifts on the couch, his snarl turning into a small pout "i don't wanna tell you..." his voice comes out almost like a whisper and it makes you kneel in front of him, giving him a nod before letting out a sigh as you stood up again, walking up to the door as if you were about to leave.

"why did you let someone else kiss you like that?" he asks before you can reach to open the door, the questions makes you turn around and tilt your head just to be met by dick and his best sad puppy eyes, he looks like he has been betrayed and you know thay this is him being a little shit and trying to manipulate you with how cute he is "isn't it supposed to be just me the only one allowed to be all clingy to you?" he asks and suddenly he seems really worried about it, like that could mean he could lose you.

"you must be kidding me, dick" you say and he flinches at the use of his name "why would you–? i mean, does it really makes you that upset?" dick hums at your words, covering his face to avoid your look but he chuckles softly when your hands take his to make him meet your eyes "it's stupid, i know" all of his cockiness has vanished, he's not that flirty now but you've seen him in pretty much any mood he could pull and this wasn't new "it's not stupid but a little bit weird, i thought you knew already that i can only stand that much physical contact when it comes from you but i'm allowed to feel happy when someone i helped achieves something" she says softly, if it were anyone else she wouldn't even been wasting time on talking about this but when it came to dick everything was different.

"am i allowed to tell you that i like you and that i got jealous because i don't like when someone else is kissing you?" he asks suddenly, breaking the silence where you thought he was thinking about your words but instead he was just thinking about confessing to you.