#and they are still planning the adoption run for the shelter

[m-for-now]

Idk they give me the vibe of like,,, not yet thinking about kids when they're living together and then they meet this random kid who doesn't have a place and they kinda go "well, we can't just leave them here" and then that's how they adopt kids (or pets honestly)

[checkeredflagggs]

White Dog Cafe

pairing: max verstappen x pet cafe!owner

summary: while daniel forgets plans made with max, max has a meet-cute

a/n1: had this idea while playing a solitaire game and had it immediately plotted out 🥰. Sorry it took awhile to actually get it to you though… November started out rough…

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white_dog_cafe: officially open for business!

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user9: can’t wait to visit!

user10: YEEEESSSSS!!!!

user11: omg dream job acquired!

↳white_dog_cafe: if you’re in the area, feel free to stop in and apply! We still have a couple of openings

↳user11: literally running to you now!

yourbff: you got this!! ITS GONNA BE AWESOME!

↳yourusername: thank you babe

user12: Ariana (max verstappen) what are you doing here???

↳user13: the crossover i didn’t know i needed but am getting anyway!

↳user14: right? Like surprise of the century

↳user13: I guess it makes sense? They’re in the same area I guess and we all know max likes his cats…

↳user14: true! But still not something i expected

Bluesky

user1: seriously? Like this could be anyone…

↳user2: apparently we get desperate for information and or gossip this deep into summer break

↳user1: I can’t believe anyone would be this desperate

user3: look at that rain though…

user4: where on earth is he?

↳user5: somewhere in Europe?

↳user6: what?

↳user5: apparently he and Daniel are spending part of the break exploring Europe!

↳user6: Maxiel forever!

user7: I saw him!

↳user8: seriously??? Spill!

↳user7: I was sitting in a local library window seat and so wasn’t the closest to him but he kept checking his phone and texting someone. When the rain started, he ducked into the building next to him

↳user8: i wonder who he was texting

↳user7: I’d guess Daniel if they were together

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white_dog_cafe: come on down! We’re teaming up with localshelter1 and localshelter2 for an adoption day! All adoption fees will be waived and part of the proceeds from the sales from the cafe itself will go back to the shelters!

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user15: oh my god…

↳user16: I love everything about this!

↳user17: the pet themed cupcakes…

↳user16: what are the stuffed animals for?

↳white_dog_cafe: we also partnered with a local toy store — each stuff animal has a matching live animal up for adoption! Something small for the little kids to hold onto while their new animals get used to their new homes

↳user16: omg that’s so thoughtful and perfect

user18: leo! Did he actually get adopted?

↳user19: I was there! Yes he did! Some guy came in and Leo made a direct run right to him. The owner laughed and said something like “looks like you’ve been adopted”

↳user18: 😍😍

↳user19: no joke it was like a romcom set up, the smile on this guys face…

localshelter1: a big success today! We currently have no occupants!

↳localshelter2: neither do we! Thanks to white_dog_cafe, for the first time in 5 years we are EMPTY!

↳white_dog_cafe: it was an honor to work with you! Same time next year?

↳localshelter2: you know it!!

user20: that’s great news!

↳user21: it was such a lovely event! I’m glad I got the chance to go!

↳user22: did you adopt?

↳user21: I did! A lovely little orange cat 💜

Bluesky

user23: god his thighs…

↳user24: I know!!

user24: free titties? Just hanging out? For free???

↳user25: bite bite bite

user26: glad to see he’s relaxing!

↳user27: yes!

user28: is that a girl??? In the second photo???

↳user29: ok grandma let’s get you back to bed

↳user30: no no no let’s let her cook

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mvupdates: are our eyes deceiving us or does max have a new cat? Max was on stream last night and when his camera slipped, it caught a glimpse of a cat! Eagle eye viewers say that it doesn’t match pictures of Jimmy or Sassy

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user31: that is definitely a grey cat! No jimmy or sassy!

↳user32: max so bored during the off season that he resorts to getting a new cat

↳user33: he’s not the only one tbh…

user34: i swear to god i heard max call the cat leo

↳user35: leo??? Like Charles’ leo?

↳user36: Jesus we need a race again…he’s not gonna name his cat Leo

↳user34: I know what I heard!!

user19: wait a minute??

↳user19: i KNOW that cat

Bluesky

user28: MAX VERSTAPPEN!! I told you all there was a girl by his side!!

↳user29: oh god not again

↳user30: no no no she has a point

user37: oh my god???

↳user38: this was NOT on my bingo card for this year

↳user37: I don’t think it was on anyone’s…

user39: and suddenly the universe screamed out in agony…THAT SHOULD BE ME

↳user40: no but for real??

↳user41: HE WAS AN OPTION???

↳user42: I guess for like 2 minutes…😭😭😭

user43: ok but when did he and k*lly break up?

↳user44: well she hasn’t been seen since Miami this year…

↳user44: and that was a CHILLY 🥶 interaction, I’d guess it happened around then if not before

user46: stargazing on the highway tonight!

↳user48: big mood

↳user49: same! Sleepover party?

↳user46: I’ll bring the drinks

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yourusername: Visiting old friends and making new ones!

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user50: oh my god is that Leo?

↳yourusername: it is! Turns out he’s a little rascal

↳user50: he’s a cutie tho!

↳yourusername: ridiculously cute…and he knows it 😂🙄🥰

↳user50: they always do

user51: are those…are those the verstappen cats? Jimmy and Sassy?

↳user52: who?? What are you talking about?

↳user51: formula 1’s max verstappen! He’s got 2 cats that look exactly like those two cats in the third picture

↳user52: and those cats would be in a post from the owner of a pet cafe???

user19: I’ve connected the dots

↳user53: you’ve connected the dots?? What are you talking about?

↳user19: yourusername is dating max verstappen! He’s been rumored to be in a new relationship and he was definitely the man I saw adopt leo at white_dog_cafe a couple of weeks ago! And look! He’s in the likes!

↳user19: I’ve connected the dots!

↳user53: you’ve connected shit

↳user19: IVE CONNECTED THE DOTS

yourbff: cats are your kryptonite aren’t they

↳yourusername: noooo…

↳yourbff: 🧐🧐🧐

↳yourusername: but they’re so cute!!

↳yourbff: sure you’re not talking about their owner instead??

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user19 replied IS THAT A VERSTAPPEN CAT?!?

maxverstappen1 replied glad to see you’re on your way. Cats doing ok?

↳yourusername yes yes yes we’re all doing fine

↳maxverstappen1 I just want this to go well

↳yourusername it’s gonna be fine

yourbff replied get it girl!!

↳yourusername omg why am I friends with you again

↳yourbff cause I know too many secrets

↳yourusername for real 🙄

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yourusername: COTA you were amazing. Max that was…simply lovely ☺️

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user19: I KNEW IT!

↳user53: ok grandma let’s get you to bed

↳user19: but I was right!!!

↳user53: literally no one cares anymore

danielricciardo: great entrance for your first race!

↳yourusername: thank you! Of course it was nothing compared to yours in ‘22

↳danielricciardo: well not everyone can be me!

↳user54: oh god i can just tell their friendship is gonna be so good!!

charles_leclerc: so great to meet you and your cat leo ☺️

↳yourusername: it was nice to meet you too!

↳maxverstappen1: Don’t even.

↳yourusername: but Leo is actually max’s!

↳maxverstappen1: liefje

↳charles_leclerc: OH??? 🤭🤭🤭

↳maxverstappen1: I am going to hunt you down in Mexico and run you right off the track

↳charles_leclerc: you’d have to catch me first! 🤗

alex_albon: coming for our brand huh?

↳yourusername: we could never! But maybe a playdate?

↳alex_albon: absolutely!

user55: I can’t believe that one user was right…

↳user19: I TOLD YOU

↳user55: oh god she’s stalking me. Mom help I’m scared

↳user53: I’ve got her

maxverstappen1: it was simply lovely to have you here with me

↳yourusername: awww 🥰🥰🥰

↳yourusername: nowhere else i'd rather be

↳maxverstappen1: cute but definitely a lie

↳yourusername: oh yeah absolutely. I looked it up — there’s a cat cafe with a indoor waterfall like 20 minutes away

↳maxverstappen1: well what are we waiting for?

↳yourusername: just you, you slow poke

↳maxverstappen1: 🙄🙄

[fir3flytv]

JASON TODD didn't want a dog. He lived in an apartment with you, with one bedroom, a tiny kitchen and a living room that looked like the furniture decorated in it would fall apart at any moment.

But one day, he comes home to you, sleeping in your bed with a little bull mastiff puppy on his side of the bed. He stares at the dog for a few moments, before going to take off his Red Hood outfit, as though that would make the situation disappear. When he comes back, the dog was still there. Of course.

Gently, Jason shakes you awake, giving you a pointed look. "Got anything you want to share with me, babe?" He asks, eyes trailing down to the dog, still asleep on the bed. A sheepish smile crosses your face. "I can explain?" You say, though it comes out more like a question. "I was volunteering at the animal shelter and found him. He didn't like being with the other dogs in cage but they didn't have enough space to isolate him." "So you thought the best plan was to bring home a dog that can grow to be 150 pounds?" I scoffs lightly. "No, no! I'm fostering him. Just for a little bit," You say quickly. "I thought since he's still a puppy he would be adopted quickly, right? So we won't have to make space for when he gets that big." Jason lets out a soft sigh and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before speaking again. "You're too good," He murmurs softly. You smile up at him and return the kiss onto his cheek. After a few moments, Jason clears his throat and looks down at the puppy, still sprawled out onto his side of the bed. "So where am I going to sleep?" ... JASON TODD sucks at being a foster. He's terrible, horrible, even. If you were to look up 'How to not foster a dog', they would just show his face. It wasn't that he neglected the dog. He could never. He took him out on runs, fed him good food, washed him, played with him. Everything a dog owner could do. No, the reason Jason was so bad was because his first ever foster dog turned out to be a foster failure. Every time someone came by interested in adopting the puppy, Jason would be in your ear, whispering to you that it didn't seem like they knew what they were doing, or that the puppy wouldn't like living with them. Every. Single. Time.

It wasn't till the three month mark of fostering the pup, having moved to a more spacious apartment, that Jason popped the question.

"You know," He starts suddenly while the two of you were on the couch, eating Chinese take out with the dog resting on the floor nearby. "No one here seems to be right for Buster." Buster, his name for the dog. He's used it so much he actually started responding to it. "There's someone, I'm sure," You counter, taking a bite of your food. "I know there is," Jason counters. Just as you open your mouth to tell him that makes no sense, he cuts you off. "Us. We're right for Buster." "Think," He says, reaching out to grip your hand. "For three months, we've had him, we've moved with him. He has his spot in the bed, we've worked him into our schedule. He's happy. Why ruin that?" "So you want to adopt him?" You ask, making sure you understood just exactly what he was saying. It felt too good to be true. "Yeah, I do," He says with a small smile. As soon as he finishes speaking you practically lung at him, tackling him into a hug while whispering small 'thank you's. The action makes Buster jump up and want to join in on whatever is going on, leaping onto the couch and sniffing at the two of you, his massive head bumping you both. In that moment, Jason knew he made the right choice. This felt right. It felt good. It felt like home. You, him, and your giant dog.

[colethewolf]

A Real, Legitimate Summary of the Teen Wolf Movie's Plot:

(I'm not joking, but you're going to think I am)

also, spoilers obviously...

Scott McCall works as a rescue dog saving victims from building collapses in LA

Mr. Harris, the long DEAD biology teacher for school somehow magically comes back from the dead and decides to get his revenge on Scott

Mr. Harris flies to Japan and robs a ramen shop that Liam & Fake-Kira Hikari own, because they decide to keep the nogitsune locked in a spice jar on a spice rack

The nogitsune brings Allison back to life, who has been dead for 15 years, and uses the oni to kidnap everybody to hold them hostage in a magic spirit realm located underneath the lacrosse field while scott & eli play a lacrosse game

The nogitsune's plan is to make the entire pack watch Allison shoot Scott in the heart and kill him, so that everybody will be sad and he can drink their sadness to become more powerful

Scott pretends to die, so the Nogitsune gets made and turns into a WEREWOLF-NOGITSUNE HYBRID MONSTER and attacks

The pack decides that the only way to kill the nogitsune (even tho the nogitsune was previously established to literally be unkillable) is to have Parrish hug him and set him on fire to death

For some reason, the werewolf-nogitsune hybrid monster won't stand still to die, so derek decides to literally SACRIFICE HIMSELF by holding down the werewolf-nogitusne and letting Parrish burn BOTH derek and the nogitsune to death

Derek literally burns himself to death right in front of eli and orphans him

Scott and Allison decide to adopt Eli and run a dog shelter in LA

The End.

(no, i'm not joking.....this actually happened. this was the movie. some of the worst fanfiction that I ever read watched in my life)

P.S the only good part of this really bad fanfic movie is that for the whole movie derek keeps saying that he hates stiles' jeep (and he doesn't explain why) and then at the end of the movie at derek's funeral, sheriff stilinski gives Eli the jeep and says that derek secretly didn't hate the jeep.

then he explains that after Stiles left it behind, Derek towed it back to his auto shop (because derek is a mechanic now btw????) and fixed up stiles' jeep literally so he could keep it for himself. and I'm pretty sure this is supposed to be some metaphor for derek not realizing he's in love with stiles until after stiles moves away and now all that he has left is the jeep????

so, canon!sterek yay!

[enwoso]

COPYCAT — alessia russo x child!reader

twelve days of christmas | day 5

based on this request

the cold air had finally hit london and the winter feel was starting to settle but the energy around the arsenal training had still stayed the same despite the dropping temperatures. the only change was the added layers which had begun to be worn for training. 

alessia wrapped in a her thick training coat and snoode as she stood on the sideline, you by her side also wrapped in a thick coat and bobble hat with gloves covering your small hands as you sat on the side watching the same sided game unfold, your little legs swinging back and forth.

you were obviously no stranger to the training sessions, you loved watching the team train and the team loved having you there as there little hype women. they had practically adopted you at this point to be their mascot.

but as the team played there small sided games and alessia was waiting to be subbed in a little later on, you had a different plan for a source of entertainment.

"mummy," you piped up, you voice as sweet as it was michievous, "can we do the christmas quiz" this was a new little game you and your mummy had begun playing since you had been watching christmas films at nursery but also at home all snuggled up with your mummy on the run up to christmas. 

alessia turned nodding her head with a grin as you jumped up and down in your seat on the bench a small chuckle coming from your mummy as she began to think of lines from movies. 

"alright," your mummy took a seat next to you on the sheltered bench area meeting your eager gaze. "first one, 'maybe christmas... perhaps..'" 

"'...means a little bit more!'" you squealed excitedly as alessia beamed high-fiving you. 

"well done! cindy lou who?" your mummy joked as you sat with a proud smile as alessia did a little more thinking to come up with the next line. but not that far from the two of you was beth who was also waiting to be subbed into the small sided game, glanced over a curious look on her face.

"what are you two doing?" she asked, her brows rising as she was intrigued. you grinned as beth took a seat on the other side of you, " we're going christmas movie lines" a small hum of realisation came over beth as it made sense what the two of you were giggling about. 

"aright then, hit me with one. i'm pretty good at movie lines"

"not as good as me!" you challenged cheekily as you crosses you arms over your chest — well tried to as your confidence took over. nobody was as good as you, even your mummy wasn't.

alessia smirked, watching the small harmless rivalry between the two of you as her brain ticking away thinking of her next line. "right here's a good one, 'keep the change..'" 

"'ya' filthy animal'" you shouted before beth even had the chance to open her mouth. beths jaw dropping as the it was now time for the teams to exchange as beth let out a small chuckle mostly in disbelief.

"she's the reining champ" your mummy smiled proudly as she fied the hat on your head standing up from the seat on the bench as the teams were changing. you still sitting with confidence at the small race - which in no way was a race - you had just won. 

word got around the team by no other than beth mead herself about how good you were at finishing movies lines so the rest of the day was filled with the team just trying to catch you off guard with the lines, but no one had, had any luck.

steph, beth, kyra and alessia were sat in the locker room getting the last of their things they needed for taking home as steph gasped, what about this one, tiny." you perked up from your little cubby, your legs swinging from side to side as you waited.

"'the best way to spread christmas cheer..'" steph told the line as you hummed for a few minute and a look was given between the adult as they thought they had finally mamanged to catch you put but..

"'...is singing loud for all to hear!" you sung at the top of your lungs, small huff could be heard as they though they were close but really they were no where near as the laughter came from your off beat singing. if it had of been anyone else in the team they'd of been told to shush but because it was you it was adorable off tune singing.

"she's unstoppable!" 

"tiny, you need a trophy cause this is actually impressive" you grinned, clearly revelling in the attention. "one more, mummy!"

alessia pretended to think hard, tapping her chin. then, she crouched down and whispered dramatically, "'you sit on a throne of lies.'" you gasped in mock shock. "elf mummy that wasn't hard we watch that one all the time!" you yelled, pointing an accusing finger at your mummy.

she held her hands up in a mock defesivly picking up her bag as small giggles could be heard from your comment before you had to say your goodbyes to the team.

your mummy leading you to the car, buckling you into your carseat, a smile not leaving your mummy's face at the way you had brightened the entire afternoon up with your energy even if the weather was terrible.

as you mummy got into the driver's side, you piped up from the backseat. "mummy i'm glad you're not like the grinch" alessia let out a small laugh as she glanced at you in the rearview mirror, her brow furrowing. "yeah? and why's that?"

"because your heart is already three sizes too big!"

"and you lovie, are the reason why it's that way."

[rocknrollsalad]

rating: t cw: hook up, mentions of sex, nothing on camera but it's implied tags: no upside au, first meeting, animal shelters, another universe another menial job, bad holiday innuendo word count: 1,526

written for @steddiemas prompt "mistletoe"

PART TWO of this thing here (it should stand alone tho)

Eddie lay flat on his back, arms outstretched, somehow still recovering. What the fuck just happened. Good luck? Bad? Eddie still wasn't sure and his brain was mush so no way he was figuring that out now. He’d just gone in to adopt a cat and, sure, yeah, he got a cat (not the one he’d picked out before going in) but it was the signing bonus that had Eddie all confused—and exhausted.

A man far too attractive to be hanging out and “annoying his best friend” as he said, just living life and existing in places Eddie could go was not part of the plan. No fucking way. Yet the guy used his charm and cheesy jokes on Eddie. Talking about kissing under the mistletoe like he'd been sitting there waiting for Eddie to show up. It was nuts.

This was the kind of guy Eddie would dream about. Some dude he caught a glimpse of in the grocery store and an amalgamation of several people that Eddie spent months obsessed over. A created character for fun and fantasy cured only by making some romanceable npc to drop in the game. His friends never let him get those mythical dates.

Instead, this guy was real and throwing himself at Eddie. More affectionate than any of the kittens and twice as adorable, Eddie knew he was in trouble back at the check-in desk. It took one look and Eddie was trying to figure out how to get Steve back to his before he’d learned his name. Nothing had ever worked out so well but Eddie who was he to look a gift horse in the mouth?

The stars aligned or the dimensions changed, whatever it was, it all worked out. Now Steve was just taking a shower like it was a normal Tuesday and he was in his own home. Eddie wasn’t sure if he could trust his legs yet having his world so thoroughly rocked and this guy was humming songs and using up all the hot water. Even in dreams, though, Eddie wasn’t this nice to himself.

With the shower no longer running, it’d be minutes before Steve came back (unless he bolted) and Eddie would be just as he left him. Naked, exhausted, and happier than he’d been in years. The chipper way Steve got up to shower, he was probably coming back for round two. Something Eddie did not think he had the energy for but, dammit, he’d give it his all. What a way to go out.

It wasn't much but Eddie managed to pull a blanket over himself and snag his phone. A part of him was content in this state. He could manage to find some pajamas or whatever, it wasn't as bad as he was pretending. But why? Why not perform a thank you that'd be awkward to say? Let Steve revel in what he'd done to Eddie.

Steve didn't bolt because he was the perfect man, made in the lab of romance and good hair. He came back to Eddie’s room with a smile that disarmed the joke about getting lost on the way to the front door. He knew the man wanted to be here and, god damn, he wanted him here.

With a towel wrapped around his waist and still damp, Steve stood there looking as gorgeous as before, even with flat, freshly washed hair. Cradled in his arm was Mistletoe, the cat Eddie walked out with because Steve turned Eddie into a pushover with the batting of his eyelashes. Who could resist that? Not Eddie. Despite popular opinion, he was, in fact, human.

In the other hand, Steve held two bottles of water. Presumably from Eddie’s fridge but he wouldn’t put it past the guy to have DoorDashed something whilst in the shower.

To make up for the fact that Eddie hadn’t moved, he went for comedy. Looking side to side. “Did I?? God, was this so good I thought I was in my own house? Are we? Where’d you get those?”

Steve tossed the bottles onto the bed, missing Eddie but landing so close they had to be aimed.

“How’d I find the water?” judgment dripped off every syllable.

“Yeah?” Eddie tried, confidence gone. The joke didn’t land. Or maybe it wasn’t formed right. Words were Eddie's thing and it was bullshit even those were failing him. It was going to take more than slaughtering a hot npc to get over this guy when he finally realized what a loser Eddie was.

“You’ll never believe this. I found them in the last place you’d suspect. I poked around all your cupboards and closets but they were in the fridge! So weird.”

Oh, fuck him.

That bitchiness shouldn’t be hot. Why was that so hot? Eddie should have wanted to punch him for it. At least mock him back and crack jokes along with him. Instead, he could almost feel his pupils turning into cartoon hearts.

Who was he turning into? First, adopting a cute little kitten when the least metal name of the lot and now he’s swooning over some guy’s quick but insulting comebacks? Maybe this wasn’t a dream. It was a nightmare.

A half-hearted laugh was enough of a reply for Steve.

“And of all places, man, you keep your fridge in the kitchen. It’s been very surprising here.”

“Fuck off,” Eddie groaned, finally finding a good thought.

Steve climbed back into the other side of the bed, nudging the water toward Eddie again. Saying drink this in every way but actually using the words. Also hot.

“What we should talk about is why your fridge makes you look like a serial killer. You’ve got one expired jar of pickles, two of those gross cheese singles, and a case of water. There isn’t even ketchup, man.”

“The liquor is in the freezer,” Eddie said, taking a pause. There was something better to say there.

“With the body parts.” they both said, a few seconds apart.

Steve gave a condescending pat to Eddie’s chest, proud of him for making it to the joke finally. Eddie wanted to roll over on his stomach to put his chin in his hands and kick his feet in the air. This was disgusting. He hadn’t been this head over heels before and as various love songs started to make sense, he watched his dream man scoop up a pillow to make a comfy spot for the cat.

“You also don’t have…anything, like at all, for Mistletoe,” Steve said.

He cracked open a bottle of water and Eddie thought he was going to take a drink, a logical assumption, but again it was pushed towards Eddie. So Eddie pulled himself up to mostly sit as he leaned against the headboard and squirmed the pillows into something comfortable. He drank the offered water, if only for Steve.

Once he did, Steve picked up the other bottle and opened it for himself. He sat with one leg tucked in and the other dangling off the bed, scratching Mistletoe on the head. Eddie was already planning their forever but the wedding date was getting closer and closer. How long did one have to have a marriage license before saying "I do"?

“Well,” Eddie finally countered. Attitude packed in so he didn’t have to admit the water felt amazing and was, actually, very needed. “I thought I’d go in, see if me and Krampus got along, and then I could swing by the pet store on the way home. Hadn’t really expected to pick up anything…one else.”

Steve wiggled his eyebrows and Eddie imagined if they were any younger, he’d pump his fist in the air like he’d scored the winning goal or whatever.

“Not very responsible of you,” Steve’s eyes narrowed, the judgment was nothing compared to the talk of Eddie’s fridge. This was playful and Eddie had an idea of what was going on.

And before he overthought things, Eddie took a chance he was right. “Thing is, I know a guy at the animal shelter and he…lets me do whatever I want.”

There were a few beats where Steve pretended to think. “For a price.”

“I can’t offer much but what I’ve got is yours.”

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Eddie regretted them. How disgusting and sappy. Steve was probably going to get up and leave. Eddie would. Hell, he wanted to now. Not Steve, though. He leaned forward, which untucked the towel, and stole a kiss.

Soft, passionate, and curled Eddie’s toes. He was still sensitive enough it earned an unfair reaction and it was almost like Steve knew that. He lingered in Eddie's space, smelling of Eddie's soap, and grinning like the devil.

When Steve slowly pulled back and perched back on the edge of the bed, Eddie said, “Not in front of the children.” and reached out to cover Mistletoe’s eyes.

There was an easy and meaningless eye roll thrown his way. "There go my plans then," Steve teased. "Guess you better get dressed so we can go get this little guy some supplies because…I have plans for the night."

[kittsyspaw]

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𝑆YNO ✦ .ᐟ NSFW & SFW & ANGST HEAD CANONS ft. Joker n Wooin !

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ᯓ J𖹭ker ── ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 SFW ⠀ᰋ

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 the greenest flag. Whoever says hes a red flag...i disagree.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 real love 100% joker doesn't allow himself to he with someone who he has no interest for. So you being his girlfriend just means he's gonna marry you.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 talk abt marriage, he plans his future with you UGHH imagines baby versions of him and you running aroundddddd

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 okay okay, in your current relation He tries his best to NEVER disappear or go on long missions when you are together... he'll find a way to text you, call you or whatever if he does. He cares smmmm abt you <3

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Literally Husband material, wife Material, boyfriend material.... everything! You're hungry? He's got chu ! Sleepy? Just put your head on his lap you two can cuddle in bed

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Look look now, Hajun knows exactly who wants and what type of relationship he looks forward for AND BOOM you dropped on him! Literally the ONE for him.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he isn't very picky of course, but the moment his eyes landed on you, he knew you two were made for each other and he hoped you felt the same

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Made the first move ofc but he was soooo anxious before ....you don't even know where he got the courage from

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 (he got help from the sabbath crew)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 loves holding you...in any way. It doesn't matter as long as his hands are on you

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 one of the main reasons he struggled with confessing was because he feared that a relationship would make things even worse for him, he has a handful of things to do and feared that you might get involved with everything

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Calls you things like 'Sweetheart' 'babe' 'baby' or 'sweet/ pretty thing' <33

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 would NOT allow you to see his underground fights unless you don't back down...or find it hot how he fights, but he still doesn't want you in any danger

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Would love going out in dates with you, esp cafes or parks where he can just relax and stare at you deeply in love

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 pleasseee pepper his face with kisses, he'll literally melt inside, hold him too.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Falls asleep everywhere, would snore like a little baby if you play with his fluufffyyy blue locks and give his head scratches like a lil puppy

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 goes crazy if you match his tattoes...OR TATTOO HIS NAME ON YOU

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he isn't much with words...but his actions speak up a lot for him

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 actions... you're always protected btw. Nothing is gonna get you. Who's ever bothering you is losing their teeth and leaving with broken bones

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 see hajun doesn't smile...or like have a lot of expression but his eyes are always on you and he stares at you with suchhhh warmth in them <33

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he would cry if he saw you taking care of his brothers when you have the time and he just comes back home to see you all cuddled up sleeping on the couch or playing games together

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Exactly that he loves because you bring such a warmth to his cold, dry and dull home.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 his brothers love you equally as much. The dog too.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 you trim his hair and give his brothers sometimes haircuts

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 if you feel like it, you do volunteer work with at an animal shelter AND ALWAYS have to end quickly before you adopt the whole damn place.

Physically can't share his food (even wooin) except with you

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Since he doesn't really have much...yk income, he would hand make you gifts or save up enough, he's sooo sweet.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 joker loves matching outfits with you or style but he doesn't mind if you dress differently, he finds everything you're in cute

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 oh yea, gives you his clothes because he loves when people know you're his. Very territorial 🤭

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 teaches you how to defend yourself from creeps (...wooin?)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 outside when you two go on dates, your hand is literally melted to his DO NOT LET GO

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 you might not realize it but he trust you so much, literally tells you everything in his heart.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 cares a lot about your opinion!! On everything.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 likes to try things that you like so he can feel closer to you

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 drag him along, he'll go anywhere with you if he has the time

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ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Talking about time... Joker probably won't have much because of his part time jobs and constant work BUT I PROMISE he will try his best so don't leave him :((

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Other than that... Yes he can and will go missing for a few days with no messages and won't be able to explain...matter of fact speak about it as why he does.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Arguments probably end up on the not good side with him...he won't say anything to you until he has calmed down and you did too, so you two can figure out something properly.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 He hates silent treatment from you, he likes silence but when you start acting like he doesn't exist it makes his chest squeeze Because he knows he fucked up

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 hajuns heart breaks in million pieces if you cry because of him...would blame himself sooo hard

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 since he ain't got with communication...he trys his best...asks his brothers or even online posts for advice because he doesn't want to make you unhappy.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 yes...he also cries when wether you yell at him or after an argument, he just fucking adores you, okay? So he didn't expect any mean tones from you :(

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 please don't make him jealous. He hates that feeling because it makes him feel like he's not good enough.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Don't flirt with the sabbath crew boys either plz, he finds most of them weird and to be honest doesn't see them as friends but rather co-workers

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 now yes... he isn't insecure, he knows exactly that you're his. (he knows when its just for fun cuz u want his attention 😒)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 the pressure from his work makes him snap somtimes, he doesn't yell but he's snappy and gets an attitude. Don't blame him...he feels like a fucking dog on a leash with them.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 doesn't like raising his voice at you, but when you two are arguing, his voice breaks instead of getting louder... :')

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he's so cold on the outside, so if you want him to be all cutesy n saying sweet stuff to you...yeah sorry...

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 But! Hollup! Before that! He also can make you jealous, he just finds it unnecessary (finds it unhealthy) and if he does... it's NOT on purpose, unless ykwim

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 oh yeah, Hajun keeps away when he gets badly hurt, it got better after you told him that you don't want that...but he feels like he's in an extreme vulnerable state which isn't embarrassing but very disappointing for him

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Yeahhh, i would take this as angst because hes super obsessive.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he has a many bad habits

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 please don't nag him about his work either...yes he knows that you care about him but don't act like his mom... support instead, figure out something.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 If Hajuns (ever) annoyed by you, he'll just give you half lidded, cold eyes omg i would cry

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 yes he can be mean... Don't try it out

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 If you're insecure, he doesn't have the best words but would hug you, kiss you and tell you the opposite, that you're perfect.

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ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 breeding kink, breeding kink, breeding kink oh, and! Did i say breeding kink?

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 like c'mon this huge fucking dude would want a big ass family

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 always cumming inside, unless you're uncomfortable with that, he'll cum on your pussy and tummy

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he has a thing for lingerie...that or those knee high socks and pink panties

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 about panties....he pockets some of yours.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 things like you wearing his shirts with nothing beneath makes him very horny

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 likes positions where he can watch your face, plus one of his favorites is doggy because he can pull one leg of your back or pull at your hair

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 sex while standing up? Also yes.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Hajun gets so turned on by you, literally whines after you stroke him with your smaller hands while he's super hard

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 cries if you run your other hand up his side or stroke his hair

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 fingering + Hajuns big fingers nghhh

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 lovvvvesss your pussy, eats it like breakfast, lunch and dinner

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 likes to play with your clit, or running two/three of his fingers up and down your slit to stimulate you (bites your clit with his canines)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 talking about that, overstimulating with Hajun is gonna ascend you to the heavens, you'll either black out or pass out

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Okay, he doesn't make much noise but groans + whines or sobs while burying his face into your shoulder or head

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 wouldn't do anything that hurts you like choking he just doesn't enjoy it but likes spanking n making you count

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 HE HAS SO MUCH STAMINA?! LIKE NEVER GETS TIRED OF FUCKING YOU

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 exactly!!! He'll only stop when you pass out or say your safe word

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 loves squishing your cheeks (face, but also ur rear) together while you're cockdrunk

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Hajun can make you squirt so many times until you spasm

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 strokes your head while you're giving him a blowie and leans his neck back, his neck just soooo beautiful to look at

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 oh yeah, he probably tattooed your name on his hip, throat or on his groin

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ALSO ROUGH but sooo sensational <333

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 doesn't really have a huge daddy kink BUT likes when he can punish you when you're being moody n a brat

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 maybe he would even buy you little collars to wear :33

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 does not like sex toys. Seriously, he can't understand the hype and would only use them to edge you

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 it doesn't matter if your boobs are small or big HE WILL BITE THE THEM AND THE NIPPLES

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 thinks that there will be milk coming out and once he does...he starts thinking about you with a swollen belly... waddling around the house ughh he'll cum

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Joker likes to drill into you, but his cock probably won't fit all in

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 fucks you from behind and wraps his tattooed forearm around your neck, pulling your back to his chest

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 whispers with his deeeppp voice in your ears that you're doing good for him

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 HIS CUM IS SO UNEXPECTED its super heavy and milky, it's really hard to swallow but tastes good

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 his main priority in sex is making you feel good, that's it, he gains pleasure from that.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 YES TALKING ABOUT DICK EIZE its unimaginably huge....like that shit is fucking enormous shits like... 10.5 inches soft 11 inch hard

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 but hes super careful with you, slowly until you're used to him

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Especially on your first time, either way you are his first and he's yours so he's actually a virgin

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 you didn't believe that because Hajun observes and easily figures out your sensitive spots

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Dies when you cover him wth hickeys to mark him as yours, he wil do the same by the way, he likes it when you show them off but you don't have to.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 it's just a sign for him that your his and he's yours. He's so obsessive and territorial

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 scratching his back with your nails counts too

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 also one thing he's ashamed of is that he jerks off to pictures of you....not on phone but polaroids that he printed and keeps in his wallet (anyone who sees them gets a broken nose challenge, go!!)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 grips your ankle or hip and bruises when ruining you

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 walking is going to be hard on your cramped legs for the next few days :D

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 either way, sex with Hajun is exhausting and will make you feel heavy after tho his aftercare makes up for that

ᯓ W𖹭𖹭in ── ⪩⪨

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 SFW ⠀ᰋ

⪩⪨ Ugh this player, idk how to even start this bs with him

⪩⪨ So okay if he actually settled for a relationship (you must be some kind of angel...) he would obviously want his partner to match his freak

⪩⪨ Since in my FF he was childhood friends with you, it was a "first love" thingy so he's had a crush on you for a long time – and just the same...he probably observes his crush or gets extremely close with them before dating and starting a relationship.

⪩⪨ He loves it when you give him a lot of kisses esp with striking red lipstick...near his lips and he would leave it there.

⪩⪨ But seriously, he would love his partner a lot because they finally put his shit together

⪩⪨ BRAINROT . you + him = dumm.

⪩⪨ Same with lip balm, if you bought a new one, he'll give you a long smooch to try it or taste it

⪩⪨ Other than that, he loved PDA extreme...and flirting in Public, like c'mon he's not ashamed of anything

⪩⪨ Probably does on purpose too for people to see that he's your, winks mockingly at girls or boys who gawk at you two French kissing in the park

⪩⪨ If you're not very comfortable in public, he'll have you hold his jacket, wrap an arm around him or stay very close

⪩⪨ part of it so people know you're with him.

⪩⪨ Or he holds you by the nape and drags you along, the sleeve works too.

⪩⪨ He's camping at your house 24/7, just can't get enough of you

⪩⪨ Yes, his visits are just out of nowhere and pops up to day hi, drop of a gift then leave

⪩⪨ Would make you paint his nails, do his eyeliner and then do your makeup or suggest a new style for you HE LOVES STYLING IT'S CANON, I SAY SO

⪩⪨ Deffo wanted to be a designer once

⪩⪨ he likes when you wear his clothes and likes to steal your clothes :)

⪩⪨ So stupid but he cries watching sad movies and LOVES dramas like...the tea is boiling

⪩⪨ He knows many manyyy piles of Gossip too, but repeats the themes sometimes and you just go like "baby...you already told me that" "oh? Did i?"

⪩⪨ YEAAA NICKNAMESSS ughh he loves babying you and loves when you do it back 'doll' 'love' 'baby' 'Bae' 'babe' anything like that

⪩⪨ Yes ok he acts fruity but he can be so serious too, no he won't laugh when you're exhausted or not in the mood for his jokes that's when he'll be careful

⪩⪨ Takes you on many car rides at night, his hand stays on your thigh, tapping along to the rhythm playing from the radio of his car

⪩⪨ Loves piercings and gets curious if you have them in places where the public eye doesn't meet :)))

⪩⪨ But he's actually a soft spoken person, he can be, but he can also be VERY freaky n just vile

⪩⪨ Oh yeah he also loves when you two match, but he loves it when you wear revealing clothes, your his. Others can stare, they can try to touch 🙂

⪩⪨ Shares lollipops with you, bonus points if you also like lemon and any sour flavor

⪩⪨ No gen, its disgusting he licks it like crazy then gives it to you

⪩⪨ buys you a lot of gifts and rambles to you about his day Oftentimes

⪩⪨ Always snoops around your stuff and likes to have matching pfps, phone background n stuff like that with you

⪩⪨ Now.... don't speak about family with him...not yet.

⪩⪨ he's kind off bossy? But I does not like getting orders he can take them from you but don't tell him to change or for example stop certain behaviors

⪩⪨ if he behaves weirdly around you that just means that he's gotten comfortable with you enough to trust you

⪩⪨ talking about trust, he doesn't trust his crew with you...like not at all maybe joker but only for a few seconds

⪩⪨ Wooin can love you so much he starts to overthink it and it can cause some problems...

⪩⪨ yes he's weird and silly in the head but if he tells you his secrets or about his childhood then that means you're gonna be a long time together

⪩⪨ this dude DOES NOT like kids...

⪩⪨ but he's also a trickster, so wooin probably already observed all your behaviors and knows when you're sad, angry or lying.

⪩⪨ one thing he loves about you is your smile...Wooin doesn't notice the way people look or their personalities but the way their smile shines, he likes it when it reaches your eyes and it is just so genuine

⪩⪨ Takes you to Parties or clubs with him but you guys don't stay there for long and he understands of you don't want to go.

⪩⪨ Wooin trust you fully that xou wouldn't cheat on him but from a cheater himself, he's paranoid.

⪩⪨ He's actually very good at calming conflicts....and creating them

⪩⪨ Wooin isn't a person who likes to argue a lot, sometimes he can't take thing you say seriously...

⪩⪨ BUT he apologizes when he notices this, unlike Hajun, Wooin is a smoother talker and is good with both words and actions

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⪩⪨ Being a smooth talker means that hes also a master manipulator....

⪩⪨ Yes he's dated TONS of girls before but he gave xou a certificate from the hospital that he doesn't have any sicknesses (you had to scream at him until he took it)

⪩⪨ Yes. A bright red flag...and im colorblind 🤔

⪩⪨ But i promise he's trying to change after getting together with you (that's what they all say...)

⪩⪨ Don't be surprised if some girl jumped at him in public calling him 'babe' NO he's not cheating, its one of his exes

⪩⪨ He immediately notices when you get frustrated or jealous and speaks with the so said woman directly, hard glares

⪩⪨ If they don't get the hint he'll fucking shove his tongue down your throat

⪩⪨ and Wooin likes making you jelaous...

⪩⪨ BUT OH! OH! WHAT'S THIS?? He gets so surprised if you don't stay quiet and actual humble his ex, falls in love with you for a second time, just smirks but it drops quick when you give him a pissed face

⪩⪨ Wooin and you got into an argument before because of this and the whole time he tried to calm you down instead of putting the blame on anyone

⪩⪨ And gets pissed when you tell him to leave your house

⪩⪨ He doesn't text you right away for the next few days and leaves you hanging but if you ghost him, he'll run back to you like a little puppy and beg for forgiveness, promising that he'll deal with this problem while holding chocolate and movie tickets in his hands

⪩⪨ Yes he has a lot of red red flags and bad habits that sometimes you won't be able to change

⪩⪨ Wooin doesn't like to change for others but if it's the person he truly loves, he'll try.

⪩⪨ Won't let you have close relationships with guys specifically the ones from the opposite team or his team hypocrite

⪩⪨ Ignores it if you call him that and this dude can get really fucking mad and jealous if he finds you laughing loudly at jokes from his teammates that were unfunny to him in that moment of fury

⪩⪨ He crosses his arms when he's angry with you and gives you silent treatment until you get back home where he speaks up about it and try to explain to you that he was disappointed and didn't like your behavior

⪩⪨ If arguments get so bad that you start crying, the guilt slaps him immediately in the face and he starts apologizing and hugging you, even if it was after something really deep

⪩⪨ HE DOES NOT LIKE SEEING YOU CRY?!

⪩⪨ Wooin would panic matter of fact

⪩⪨ seriously tho, he's bad with comforting others but can make you smile in a second with his silly jokes

⪩⪨ immediately switches the topics when you ask him about the future wooin hates to seek after what comes next and just tells you to enjoy the present, the future will come later.

⪩⪨ this sounds so mean but doesn't speak up when someone makes fun of you... he'll wait a few minutes until something (he knows it will) to that person and just brutally roasts them for it and can just sweet talk everyone into believing that person has sinned for eternity so its a one for one

⪩⪨ hes okay with you defending hum but keeps telling you that you don't have to.

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⪩⪨ Okay but the punishment after misbehaving has you doing it on purpose sometimes

⪩⪨ This dude just edges you so hard until you combust and start begging him to cum

⪩⪨ ALWAYS WEARS A CONDOM he ain't getting no damn children any day

⪩⪨ Wooin loves loves lovesssss your mouth, pussy and boobs

⪩⪨ But your clit the most...loves the way it gets so puffy and sensitive after he's been running his tongue piercings all over it and teasing it with his forked tongue.

⪩⪨ And he's in for dick warming, mouth or pussy doesn't matter.

⪩⪨ ok, ok but...there was an image i saw once where a guy fucked girl while smoking...yes wooin

⪩⪨ So okay... he's slow during sex BUT ON PURPOSE. Loves the end effect it has on you and him so he takes it painfully chill so he can fuck you super fast after anf it has you squirming around

⪩⪨ Grips your hair or gropes your boobs

HICKEYS HICKEYS, MARKS AND HICKEYS

⪩⪨ bite marks. Dude took w fat chomp out of your neck and shoulder AND HE GETS SOOO PROUD WHEN THEY'RE BRIGHT PURPLE GREEN AND BLUE

⪩⪨ And puts his markings on display for the whole world

⪩⪨ Weirdly enough he likes biting your earshell too, thighs and the sides of your stomach

⪩⪨ He hungy ok ᵔᴗᵔ

⪩⪨ Presses down on your stomach when he's going in w hurry

⪩⪨ Makes you squirt sooo good

⪩⪨ Quickes are his favorites pulls you into a nearby bathroom and lets your pussy lips hold your panties to the side as he bucks into you

⪩⪨ ALSO PUSSY SLAPPING AND SPITTING ON IT

⪩⪨ One hot thing he does is spit on his palm then rub his cock to make it wetter like ughhhh

⪩⪨ HE'S LOUDER THAN YOU WTF??? Just moans and moans and makes you shiver by doing it directly in your head, holding your neck when you turn away

⪩⪨ His dickie isn't huge like jokers BUT its soo thick and has a nice curve that hits all the spots

⪩⪨ Wooin hopes that one day someone would walk in on you two fucking, while he's just sending you to another universe

⪩⪨ Expressions are everything to him, the way your tongue lolls out and your eyes roll back make him orgasm

⪩⪨ Asks you to send nudes and videos of yourself when he's at work or away for long time

ᯓ C𖹭mb𖹭 ── ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 SFW ⠀ᰋ

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 okay so first things first...its a miracle that these two agreed to share you

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 don't get me wrong tho, together they're literally the best dynamic. IM 100% SERIOUS.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 you're like the missing puzzle piece to Hajun amd Wooin, they both have mommy issues and need a warmth in their life, even if you're just as silly...you don't realize how touching you really are.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they would worship the ground you walk on lets be real, they're so whipped too, you could train them like dogs

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 both would NEVER leave you out on anywhere...this relationship is a threesome whee their love focuses more on you than each other...yes okay they also like each other but you're probably the grip that holds their sanity together

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 like these two arguing? Boom! You walk in and they're quiet or they'll feel your wrath

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 you're always standing in the middle, holding both of their hands

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 ALSO PLS TREAT THEM THE EXACT SAME wooin n joker are like little children who get easily jealous of each other

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 when sleeping, they're both holding onto you like Little infants... don't be surprised if one of them is sucking on your Boo– OKAY OKAY SORRY continue

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 okay but learn to lose personal space...they love your personal space

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 in all seriousness, it's the most fun you're ever gonna have with them, they're so silly and would take you on adventures everyday

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 unless they got work...

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 THEY SHARE THEIR CLOTHES WITB YOU im so sorry but im such a sucker for such actions...it makes them both so happy

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 anyways, you're protected and can sleep so soundly at night cuz you know exactly ain't no robber coming inside yo house to see a 201cm standing man who's actually a softie holding boxing gloves

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they share their money to buy u gifts •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they're so grateful too if you buy them gifts, if its a bracelet or necklace its never getting taken off

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 THEY'RE SO CUDDLY AND SO TOUCHY WITH YOU, you're getting head pats and kisses left and right

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ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 But of course...in every relationship they're struggles

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 so firstly, arguments....a lot with Hajun and Wooin... sometimes it's over who's gonna message you today... sometimes it's about who took this and that....and....badly sometimes it bossed around tasks from one to another to act better or behave

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Hajun is okay with getting bossed around...he does by Wooin anyways but WILL NOT STAND FOR IT in a relationship...he will immediately tell you to say something to wooin whereas the other boy groans at him not to involve you

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 things can escalate quickly and your discomfort goes unnoticed until they both part ways and you end up all alone...which is highly toxic for you to angrily shout at them or text them that they're being selfish and acting like babys

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they apologize. Immediately.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 sharing is also quite a problem... seriously one day you're whooping their asses

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 other things are like.... speaking about rhe future.... something that Hajun likes but Wooin dislikes.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Hajun wants kids. A big family whereas Wooin wants you for himself at the moment.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 AND FINALLY your fury at them after you can't find some of your clothes...esp panties, thongs and bras WHO THE FUCK IS WEARING THEM?! (It's wooin)

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 NSFW ⠀ᰋ

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Ughh double penetration THEYRE TEAM TAGGING YOU

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 It's gonna be very fucking exhausting, your body is gonna be sore for weeks and that if they don't want to fuck right after the next day THEIR STAMINA IN UNIMAGINABLE??

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they use you for their training....🤭🤭

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Joker from behind and Wooin fucks you from the front and they work their way with you

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Your mouth would be occupied the whole time too, they would stop for breaks in-between where you would get smoches and a bottle of water

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Hajun also likes it when you ride him while wooin uses your hand

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 They bith leave their (BIGG) share of marks on you AND YOU DO THE SAME GIRL, AIN'T NO BACKING DOWN

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Oh yeah, they take the "not stopping until..." Too seriously....fuck if you don't die right there

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Wooin would teach Joker some tricks on you, for ex. How to finger you properly in return, Joker tells him all your sensitive spots

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they're both up for sex everywhere, although a bit private because of Joker, he doesn't want to break someones nose because they saw you.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Both probably got a size kink with you and usually have you in the middle BUT if you switch roles and take lead 😳 they'll be shocked BUT GYAATTT they would enjoy it c'mon

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 JOKER AIN'T INNOCENT EITHER he's freaky too LOOK AT THOSE TATTOES

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 OH they both would tattoo your name on their bodies

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Wooin would go feral if you have a clit piercing or nipple piercings, would run his tongue over them OH AND he has a dick piercing...feels incredibly dreamy

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Hajun would creampie you Everytime and wooin would cum on your tummy, face or chest then make you lick it off his thumbs

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Talking about that, Hajun likes stuffing his fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they're also ready to try anything new Bdsm, roleplay...

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Ughh they're both sooo skilled

FINALLY FINISHED UGHH IT TOOK SO LONG

I apologize if the last part and wooins part were a bit shorter BUT I WAS RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS but i might keep adding some sooo yeah

Teehee i hope you guys enjoyed this...took some time lol

[amuseoffyre]

Fyre's convention adventures - Day 3 - Con O'Neill's Fanmeet

My final meet of the event was Con’s, immediately after the joyful chaos of his panel with Rhys.

Forewarning, this one contains some details of animal harm that happened to his pet before he got him.

He barely had sat down when someone asked if he’d been Whammed already and the look of feigned shock and “that’s none of your business!” set the tone of the thing :D He also told us in his best encouraging voice "You can be whammed as much as you like and don't let the right wing tell you otherwise!"

And also led into a discussion about whether it was Wham! or whether it was George Michael’s solo for Last Christmas and he had to sheepishly back down after a minute and admit, no, it was Wham, definitely Wham.

And of course, I had to bring up accent stuff and asked how it felt to actually be able to use his own accent, given how rarely northern English accents show up in media made elsewhere. He said it was a delight to be able to bring a bit of Wigan to the production.

He also talked about his drama teacher when he was a kid (who he did not name because she doesn’t deserve that respect) who – when he was sixteen – told him he would never be a successful actor because he had a weird voice. There was apparently a recent review for The Penguin series that someone said he had the coolest voice and he thought that was a lovely fuck you to that malignant boot.

He made a beautiful point that if you’re a teacher, especially a teacher in a creative field, you have a duty to be encouraging. Not talking BS about how everyone will be famous, he said, but realistic, supporting and encouraging the kids, because “we know it’s hard. We don’t need to be told it’s hard. We know, but when it’s good, it’s fucking amazing”. He also mentioned that it’s come so far from the days of RP everywhere.

I said it was definitely how I felt about seeing Buttons as well – having a working class Edinburgh accent, something that so many people have never heard. He was so happy to talk about how fantastic Ewen Bremner is as an actor (“even if I can’t understand anything he’s saying”) and that he saw him in the original run of the Trainspotting stage production in the 90s when Ewen played Renton, several years before the film happened.

It was surreal, he said, to have seen this incredible actor on stage and thirty years later, to be sharing the screen with him as Buttons (“and still not understanding a word he was saying!”) and that Ewen is genuinely one of the best actors he knows and that he’s also the best kind of people.

Someone asked about how they did the seagull stuff with Buttons and he told us about Jonathan, the gull on a string, but in the shots when they didn’t have the camera on Buttons, Ewen wore a stuffed seagull on his head to maintain the right eyelines. He had to admit it was quite challenging to keep his face straight when filming because when Ewen spoke, the plushie gull was jiggling on his head XD

And then, of course, he broke our hearts by telling us about how he and his husband adopted Cooper, their wee doggo.

Their previous dog had passed and they’d been adamant they weren’t going to adopt again because it fully broke their hearts when he died, but someone sent Con a picture of a dog in a shelter in Hungary, saying “does this remind you of anyone?” and it was the spitting image of their previous dog. They got a bit emotional about it and after a few days of trying to hold off, they called the shelter.

Cooper had already been adopted – in London – but it wasn’t working out, so they got in touch with the current owners and planned to go down and meet them. The first time Cooper saw them, he started barking excitedly and things only escalated :D

They took Cooper off for a walk to see how they got on, then got so distracted comparing selfies, that Cooper trotted off and they were so panicked about losing him that they rushed back to tell the current owners, only Cooper was there, patiently waiting on the step and ecstatically started barking when he saw them coming again.

So they go in and Con said he took one of the ladies aside to find out why the adoption hadn’t worked, because they needed to know why in case it was major behavioural things that needed work. She said that the dog was incapable of love or connecting with people. And Con, looking beyond her shoulder, could see his husband on the floor, dog on his chest, wagging his tail so enthusiastically his whole body was wagging, licking Con’s husband all over his face. Con be like MMHM. Sounds like a skills issue ;)

So they took him home but got a bit concerned when he had a tendency to bite and latch on if people touched his ears or ribs. Turned out Cooper had been horribly abused in Hungary: tattoos on his ear, broken ribs, cigarette burns and surgery without anaesthetic. They were worried it could be a problem because they have young grandkids.

Still, they decided do the trial adoption and see how he got on – usually, he said, the trial is for a week or two, then the dog returns to the original adopters and then the paperwork is done. They never saw the original adopters again.

And while they were still concerned about the biting, Con had to go away for work for a few weeks, so they got a dog-sitter in to look after Cooper. When Con returned, he said Cooper crawled along the floor of the hall on his belly to Con, head and ears down, then crawled all the way up under his shirt, curling up against his chest, trembling and whimpering. The dogsitter – who is some kind of pet psychologist as well – said it was because he’s been abandoned and dumped so many times, he didn’t know they were coming back.

Con: right that second, I decided fuck the grandkids, we’re keeping him.

And now, Cooper is so happy and safe and loved and safe :)

There was one other question but I can’t recall what it was now. It was such a lovely chat and he is genuinely such a lovely, warm, funny guy.

[uhzuku]

— 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮-𝐧𝐲𝐚 ~ [ 𝟏 ].

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: shouta aizawa/reader.

𝐜𝐰: hurt/comfort, slight angst, hybrids, catboy!shouta, kitten!eri, crying, abandonment issues, reader adopts eri and shouta feels like he’s being replaced.

cold. 

the cool breeze caused by the fan you always kept running in the bedroom and the way it made his bared skin prickle was what woke shouta from his deep sleep in the middle of the bed, his body curled around your pillow possessively. at some point in his sleep he’d kicked all the blankets down some, revealing his bare upper body to the unforgiving cold of the room. 

he blinks himself awake tiredly, looking around the room with half open, still-sleepy eyes ( though only one was usable ), and a faint worry fills his chest when he notices you’re not in there with him. you tended to wait until he woke before leaving him, and then he’d either fall back asleep ( though not as deeply as he just was ) or pad after you wherever you went and lay somewhere there in a nap spot ( he had one in almost every room of the house ) to doze while you made yourself busy. of course, days when you had to leave the house to work rather than work from home always were annoying once he’d grown accustomed tk you being there, and he was always anxious for a few hours before you got home ( he’d never admit to it ), but you always came back and the two of you cuddled on the couch for a while before dinner, and then the two of you would curl up in bed. after you’d taken him from the hybrid shelter, shouta really leaned into how easy he had it — and you supported this too. after the life he’d had, he had earned it. 

his ears flick up lazily when the sound of your voice reaches them, and he sighs in half relief, half annoyance; the kitchen, you were in the kitchen. 

shouta groans as he gets up, stretching turning until his bones crack in the pleasant way that sends soft relief through his joints then gets up, grabbing his favorite blanket and wrapping it around himself before leaving the bedroom, going to the kitchen where he notices you on the phone. he’s about to walk in when what you’re saying to the person on the other end registers, making him freeze. 

“mhmm, and when can i come pick up the kittengirl?” you ask. “wow, even now? well, i won’t be there that soon unfortunately, but i should arrive in a couple hours — i’ll have to get ready of course, and say goodbye to the old man.”

for the first time ever, your nickname for him stings; he knew he was older, that most hybrid owners preferred younger hybrids, but he’d thought you were different from the others — was he really so old that you were replacing him with a kitten? your soft laughter recatches his attention, and he looks at your back with betrayal in his as you laugh and say, “yeah, she’ll have the perfect home here, i promise — after these last couple weeks of talking and then me seeing her last week and her not jumping away from me, i think my home would be the perfect fit.”

so this wasn’t even a spur of the moment decision — you’d been planning to get rid of him then replace him for a while, and you’d even gone to meet his replacement last week. how could you smile and laugh like nothing was wrong? did you really have no qualms abandoning him? what the fuck was so wrong with him that he deserved to be tossed out — he’d only just gotten a life he deserved, you’d told shouta that, so what? were you lying to him?

the sound of you hanging up the house phone makes him jump, and his eye shoots to you as you turn and smile upon seeing him. “oh! good morning, shouta, i hope you slept well!”

his thick tail swishes behind him as his hurt-filled chest makes room for anger, and hot tears sting at his eye as they begin to well up in it as he looks at you. your own eyes widen, and then you’re moving to him — but no, he doesn't want you to touch him. why should he let you comfort him when it was all a lie?

he darts away, slipping through the hallways and locking himself in the bedroom you’d fixed up for him before adopting him that he’d barely used, and he curls up into the bed and buries himself beneath a mountain of blankets and pillows before burying his face in his arms as he fights off the tears. he was thirty-six years old, for god’s sake, and he’d seen more than his share of disappointment — he shouldn’t be crying like this. 

but i thought they were different. the thought pushes through all the others in his mind, and suddenly he can’t hold the tears back anymore. his body shakes slightly as he cries, and when the front door shuts in the distance his cries turn to full-body sobs as he mourns the life he’d barely been able to enjoy, 

you didn’t know what was wrong with shouta when it came to his behavior this morning, but unfortunately due to the time you didn’t have time to sit him down and talk about it — they’d marked you down for 11:45am at the hybrid shelter, and it was already 9:15 with an hour and a half between the building and your house. you showered quickly, not bothering with makeup or anything similar, and out on a t-shirt and jeans before putting on some sneakers and rushing out the door right at 10:00am even. 

you’d gotten there a little earlier than expected, but the shelter manager had still ushered you in quickly, nearly rushing you along even, and the two of you began the paperwork required so you could take your newest hybrid home. it took several hours, the endless signing and reading done as lengthy as you’d expected; this was a different shelter than the one you’d gotten shouta from, one with ‘better standards’, so more paperwork was to be expected. eventually, however, the paperwork was done, and you went to the front with the shelter managers as he took out the keys to the backrooms, which were much larger than the already large offices and front room for the sake of holding dozens of hybrids at once, either born here or rescued or taken off the streets. 

as he heads back, you sigh; honestly this entire bit of adopting hybrids like they were common animals still angered you, even though it had been years since you’d adopted shouta; the only difference between humans and hybrids were their animalistic features, they had all of the intelligence of people and spoke just the same. they ate the same food, could read the same novels ( if taught ), loved the very same — if not more. all this paperwork and keeping them in kennels? absolute bullshit. 

the door swings open ahead of you and you glance up, eyes locking on the white hair of the kittengirl you’d just adopted — she doesn’t look excited, but that was to be expected; she was nervous when you’d seen her last week as well.

alarm bells begin to ring in your head when a screeching voice makes itself known to you, though unintentionally.  “n-no — no!” you hear, the voice masculine but so clearly young, from behind the manager as the door to the kennel system shuts behind him. “no, i didn’t get to say goodbye! eri — eri!”

the small hybrid bursts into tears and wiggles around in the manager’s hold, reaching out towards the door. your heart runs cold in your chest as the wailing little girl is brought out in the arms of the shelter manager before being deposited on the counter like some sort of object, and your hands clench into fists at your sides. 

“and here’s your hybrid — would you like a lead as well?” he asks brightly, unbothered by the mess of a little girl between the two of you and the screaming boy in the back rooms. 

you don’t respond, angry, and instead gently coax the little girl into your arms. she presses against you, still weeping, and you cuddle her close and make soothing noises as you bounce her gently. “shhh, sweet girl, you’re alright, i promise,” you murmur, and she presses her face into your neck and cries more, still wailing for whoever was left behind. 

“why didn't you tell me she was a part of a set?” you ask coldly, cradling the sobbing kittengirl to your chest as she whimpers and cries for ‘deku’, distant yowls of ‘goodbye!’ echoing from the back, and the shelter manager sighs. 

“her brother is much older than a kitten, l/n,” he says, crossing his arms and shaking his head. “he’s fifteen, almost sixteen — he’ll be an adult in just a couple years, a big difference from the kitten you asked for.”

“i only asked for a kitten because my older hybrid had mentioned wanting one,” you growl, not adding that he’d mentioned wanting to have them while dreaming during one of his evening naps, “and because i’d heard of the big bust this one was a part of and saw her on the news. what makes you think i wouldn’t take them both?”

the manager looks shocked. “w-well, older hybrids are a lot of work, you know, they’re very prone to pushing back on orders!” shouta is nothing like that, you find yourself thinking bitterly, knowing that it likely came from him trusting you so much. of course older hybrids who didn’t feel safe would buck requests, so would human people. “coupled with the fact that older hybrids typically are unwanted-“

“he isn’t. i’ll take him too,” you snap, and despite the fact that you’d interrupted him, the manager smiles wickedly, a victorious gleam in his eye no doubt stemming from the fact that he was getting twice as much money as expected today. 

“when would you like to begin the paperwork?” he asks, once again unbothered, and your eyes narrow. 

“now,” you bite out, and he nods happily and leads you back to the room you’d signed off on eri in. 

for the next four hours you go through paperwork once again, eri staying in your lap the entire time. she’s not sobbing anymore after having cried herself to sleep, but soft sniffles do sound every now and then as she rests fitfully in your lap. finally, as the fifth hour of secondary paperwork approaches, you’re done — the unseen hybrid that had been screaming for his little sister now legally belongs to you ( something you hated, but what could you do? ).

you carefully lift the little kittengirl in your arms as you stand, making sure not to wake her as you shift her to one hip and grab the small backpack you’d brought with you that had your id, money, and other little travel essentials in it. the  manager leads the way from the private office and you follow, stopping behind the front desk that he steps behind before disappearing  into the back again, eager to fetch the second mouth he’d managed to get rid of today. eri fusses in her sleep, and you gently shush her; she clutches a fistful of your shirt, and you gently run your fingers through her hair before quickly stopping; the white locks were all knotted up, so you’d have to work them out when you got home. 

you look up at the sound of footsteps, and your heart aches as you see the way the hybrid before you walks forward with his head and tail tucked down, no doubt mourning the loss of a sister he didn’t know he’d be going home with. 

“and what’s his name?” you ask softly, eyeing the green catboy with warm eyes. 

“izuku,” the unnamed manager responds, and he pushes the catboy forward. you get an eyeful, and your eyes harden; there was no way this catboy was sixteen, he couldn’t be older than fourteen — just like eri couldn’t be older than four. this shelter was lying about the ages of the hybrids in their care. 

“well izuku, are you ready to come home with me and eri?” you ask kindly, and his head shoots up, his eyes wide in surprise. they fill with tears as they land on eri sleeping in your arms, and his pretty green curls bob wildly as he nods hard. you smile softly at him and beckon him over. “come on over, then.” you don’t have to tell him twice; at the invitation he’s at your side in seconds, beaming up at you and investigating his sleeping little sister excitedly. its unfortunate that you have to interrupt him, but your hands are full so you have no means of grabbing your wallet from the counter. “do you think you could grab my wallet, izuku?” you ask him gently. 

“yes!” he replies softly, careful not to wake eri, and he grabs it, even putting it in your backpack for you. you nod appreciatively at him, now fully ignoring the manager, who seems offended ( but you don’t care ).

“alright, let’s head out now!” you say warmly, and he grabs the back of your shirt instinctively as you turn. it surprises you, and his eye widen and ears flatten against his head when he realizes. 

“i’m really sorry,” he whispers, sounding scared, and you just cup one of his cheeks in your hand before taking his hand and guiding it back to the hem of your shirt. 

“if you want to hold my shirt, izuku, i promise i don’t mind,” you say, and he brightens up a little at the sight of the honesty in your eyes. you smile at him and toss your head in the direction of the parking lot. “now let's get the two of you home; i want to introduce the two of you to shouta.”

you both walk to the car. “who’s shouta?” izuku asks quietly as you buckle eri up in a car seat, careful of her little fluffy tail, and you let out a soft chuckle. 

“you’ll see.”

the last ten hours had been hell for shouta. 

he’d cried for nearly an hour after you left, but eventually his eyes had dried, and he’d just remained curled up beneath his mountain of bedding. the betrayal of you adopting a younger cat hybrid in his place still stung as freshly as it had the moment he’d first heard, but it didn’t incite tears or anger. at this point he’d forced himself to come to terms with it — he was old, he was crippled, and most importantly, he was not human. it didn’t matter that the two of you had shared a bed for the last five years, or that he’d become more than a roommate with a tail in the last four; he was just too old, too fucked up, and too different. 

he left his hidey hole in the bedroom after about four hours, padding into the living room then turning on the tv and curling up in his favorite spot on the massive sectional; he may as well enjoy his last couple of hours living the cushy life before he was tossed out. 

the next several hours pass this way, and before long it’s approaching 10pm, and as bitter as he is shouta can’t help but feel worried; he’d heard you say it was only around an hour and a half long drive to and from your destination, so why were you gone so long? it had been almost half an entire day. 

speak of the devil, he thinks darkly, his ears flicking back towards the front door as your keys turn in the lock and you push it open. immediately your familiar scent fills his nose, and he almost lets out a relaxed purr on instinct until the smells of two unfamiliar cat hybrids fill his nose, one a kitten and the other a juvenile. 

his eyes narrow. so just one cat wasn’t enough? shouta was so useless that he was being replaced by two younger cats? 

a low growl sounds under his breath, and he hears you in the foyer talking to one or both of the newcomers. “shhh, it’s okay! that’s just shouta, sweetheart, he’s nice, i promise — he’s just a bit of a grumpy old man.” another growl slips out, and shouta smells your scent change to a nervous one — not for long though, considering you’re leading the two intruders elsewhere in the house. 

“stay here in the dining room, please,” he hears you ask them, “i need to talk with shouta really quickly.” your footsteps begin to echo closer and closer to where he was laying, and shouta’s blood runs cold; this was it. this would be the moment you told him to leave. 

tears he’d thought he’d rid himself of sting at his eyes once again as you appear in the doorway, and he buries his face in a fluffy pillow he liked to use during his naps. he swallows hard as your footsteps grow closer and closer, then flinches when you sit down behind him. “shouta,” you murmur softly, putting a hand on his back, and he fights the urge to shake you off. “shouta, we need to talk.”

“no,” he mumbles into the pillow, his voice low and threatening — at least, it would be if you were anyone else. you just sigh and get up before lifting his upper body and sliding under, his head now in your lap and your fingers combing through his inky black hair. 

“shouta, i doubt you remember, but you mentioned several times in your sleep about wanting kittens.” his tail, formerly lashing behind him from nerves, stills, and he waits for you to continue. “i thought about it for a few months, thinking about how a little one would fit and how she’d potentially make things less lonely around here whenever i head in to work, and then made up my mind when a news report about a series of abused hybrids came on television while you were sleeping — god, sho, the most beautiful little kittengirl was rescued, and she was scared to death. i went the next day to the shelter she was in, and they said she was available and let me meet her — i  looked in her eyes and just knew she belonged with us.”

the bitter feeling in shouta’s chest dissolves, and in its place blossoms a warmth he’d not expected. you’d adopted a kitten… for him? for the both of you? he was practically vibrating in your hold now. 

“i went today and got her, and while i was there i found out that she was in a bonded pair; she had an adopted older brother that the manager hadn’t told me about, and they’d planned on separating them,” a cold feeling of fury blooms within him, but he continues listening. “it wasn’t the plan, but i took them both; they’re in the dining room now. the little girl is still sleeping, but her big brother hasn’t closed his eyes since he stepped out of the building.”

shouta sits up now, his dark eyes locking with yours, and you smile softly until he speaks. “thought — thought you were getting rid of me,” he whispers, and your eyes widen. throwing your arms around him, you tug him close. 

“i would never, shouta, i fucking swear,” you reply shakily, then laugh a little. “doesn’t matter what you say or do, you’re stuck with me forever now.”

he chuckles and sits up more, pressing his forehead to yours and bumping your noses together affectionately — but the dark lust in his eyes is anything but soft as he flips you both over and covers your body with his own. 

“i-! sh-shouta!” you gasp, and he nips at your jawline before kissing you deeply. you melt into it, closing your eyes and saviring the feeling of him against you before he pulls away and notches his face against yours again. 

“if you wanted kittens,” he purrs lowly, his pupils blown, “you could have just asked me.”

𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © { 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 } 𝐛𝐲 𝟒𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐒. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.

[greattigerssimp]

So. Punch Out x Fight Club AU.

(Art by @vampirtulpe )

And yes, it's roleplayable... I'll explain the story below.

(Tw: dark subject matter, excessive violence, apocalyptic-esk setting... yeah-)

Uhh, where did this come from..?:

So basically, I watched Fight Club recently, and I was like "Hey what if the PO boxers were mentally and emotionally manipulated by a rich douchebag and completely took over sections of Manhattan?" I know that wasn't really the plot of Fight Club buuuut the thematic elements of toxic masculinity and society being overrun are still present so... yeah. This is a thing now :p

Story: The story takes place 4 years after Little Mac's rise to glory as a boxing champion. The WVBA ratings have absolutely plummeted... fights are too nice and predictable now! All the boxers are much to "out of it." There's no drive for any of them to punch each other anymore. It was up to Mr. Dream to motivate the boxers again... but it wasn't just the ratings. Mr. Dream needed more control, not only over the boxers but also their fanbase... the people. Why couldn't they be a part of the spectacle? Why shouldn't Mr. Dream profit from the violence of all of Manhattan rather than 13 has-beens. It was settled. It all began when Mr. Dream began to get more interactive with his boxers... it started when he'd assign them homework: start a fight with someone you don't know. Each boxer would handle this task in their own little way… but it didn't stop there. Mr. Dream would get more personal with his propert– I mean, boxers… he needed to know their wants, their insecurities, their passions… he wanted to break them down and build them up to be their own champions And as planned, the violence would spread, all over manhattan… in the suburbs, in the city, no one could escape it. Gangs were formed by the brainwashed boxers in order to bring down “stronger opponents.” The police would be overpowered, if not taken over by the boxers, and everyone, every citizen would live in fear and rulership under at least one of the boxers. Each of them had their own distracts of the city to rule, but in reality, it is Mr. Dream who is really in control over anything. 

As all of this is going down, Mac and his adoptive dad Doc Louis have been watching Manhattan's crime rate explode out of proportions from afar… they would be forced to take shelter at the now abandoned WVBA gym, just to avoid the massive gangs formed by the boxers. But now, they've had enough, and they need YOUR help save Manhattan by defeating all 13 boxers... and perhaps learning more about them... or even redeeming them... would that even be possible?

Starter:

All the boxers have taken over the city now, as seen by this totally not-sloppy map I created that shows where each boxer is located and what part of the city they "own." That star is where Mr. Dream resides (safe and sound), and that sliver of gray is where Mac and Doc are hiding out. Mac (and or your OC/self insert) have to not only fight the massive squads of goons formed by each boxer, but they also have to defeat each boxer in each sector of the map above... in a specific (real-life) based location, such as Time's Square or Central Park.

*insert OC/self insert here* is hiding away with Lil Mac and Doc Louis in the now abandoned WVBA. The entirety of Manhattan has been laid to ruin, over run with the violent gangs formed by each boxer. But… is there a way to take back the city? That's what Lil Mac and you have been preparing for!

[cheesus-doodles]

thoughts on Izana with an S/O whos adopted?

Would he have any resentment or jealousy since s/o was adopted and had a good childhood?

i lied i haven’t started on anything else because my head is still too full of izzy ahhh my boy my bb boy

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I highly doubt that Izzy would be resentful or jealous of you, not in the slightest. You are the sun to his earth. If anything, this boy would see the fact that both of you were adopted to be a sign from the universe that the clearly, the two of you were meant to be together. Either way, once Izzy has latched on, he doesn't have any plans to let go.

But what this boy despises with all his being would be your adopted family.

Interestingly enough, Izzy doesn't actually have a problem with you growing up in comfort and love, because you wouldn't be as perfect as you are today. Simply can't bear to imagine you having to live a life of hardship, violence and backstabbing like he had. Yet at the same time, this white-haired boy absolutely resents the same fact that your adopted family had 'sheltered' you as much as they had, and had provided a loving and comfortable childhood for you to grow up in, unlike what he had to suffer through.

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Izzy resents that your adoptive parents had a close relationship with you, and you with them, hates that you have an attachment to them despite knowing that you were merely adopted. That they had provided you with the support you need to always have an out from him, a way to escape his grasps, someone waiting for you on the outside. You shouldn't have any relationship outside of him - he was all you needed, all you would ever need.

In his mind, it will always be none other than your adoptive family's fault that you would never truly understand him and the hellish childhood he had: being abandoned in an institution, finding out his own mother hates him, having to lose Shinichiro to Mikey. No, they were only treating you so well and so nicely because they were out to get him, to take you away from him, like how Shinichiro was stolen from him. If only those shitheads hadn't had such a soft heart, Izzy wouldn't be stuck in this position for having to break your heart for you so that you learn to rely solely on him.

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This baby boy would do anything to make you return his love and cling on to him as much as he does to you, because Izzy isn't sure how he can keep going if you ever left him - there was no life or future without you, no reason to keep breathing. No doubt that one of the ways he would use would be to hold your comparatively privileged childhood over you to emotionally manipulative you.

Constantly reminding you of how much better you had it compared to him whenever he felt that you were trying to stray away, how privileged and comfortable your childhood was, and that you must be looking down on him for having to live it rough. And that yes because you had this and that that your kind adoptive parents generously gifted to you, therefore you would never understand. You didn't know how much he suffered, and you must hate him, but if you really loved him you would do this for him.

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You would never understand the sort of hurt he had to go through, but that was alright: this white-haired baby boy isn't prepared to let you live through that sort of pain. The two of you will never be lonely ever. But before he could give you the world for the two of you to live out his dream life together, Izzy had to first punish your adoptive parents for what they had done to him. Has them killed in a manner that would seemed like it was an accident as early as he can pull it off, because even though he would like to see them tortured, he would rather not have you find out and run from him.

And then of course he will be there at your side to lend you a shoulder to cry on once the dust had settled. You would be his and entirely his - isolated, alone, and with nowhere else to go. Don't you understand? Izzy will love you more than your so-called family ever will: he was your one and only true family after all.

[flyinghassassin]

Do you love her more than me?

Summary: "Are you cheating on me?"/ "What? I could never."

Word count: 1800ish

Warnings: Angst-y,fluff,no beta'd 'cos Im sick

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"We can't let Natasha know," Wanda said, panting.

"I know Wanda, I know, but I don't want to lie to her face," you answered, panting as well.

"It's the only way." "If Natasha ever finds out, she'll be so fucking mad at us."

"Just go faster, okay?" "Now we shouldn't be thinking about her."

"I'm going as fast as I can."

"I'll grab your hand so you go faster; we can't miss the bus!" You said,grabbing Wanda's hand and walking faster,making her follow you.

"I see the bus stop, Y/N; it's there," said Wanda, pointing to the sign marking the bus stop.

Just then, you saw the bus start to approach, so you pulled Wanda's hand and started to run faster, managing to get to the bus in time.

You quickly went to the back of the bus and gasped for breath.

"I really hope Nat likes the surprise, or I'll kick your ass for almost dislocating my shoulder," said Wanda, rubbing the affected area.

"I'm sure she'll love it. A puppy is precious. When she grows up, she can play with Fanny!" You said, your eyes sparkling with excitement.

"It would be nice to see them play," said Wanda, smiling. "But that doesn't take away from the fact that you owe me one for almost ripping my shoulder out."

"Sure, Wanda, I'll buy you lunch tomorrow. Anyhow, we had already planned to meet up."

"Sounds good to me," hummed Wanda in agreement.

"Well, the animal shelter is a bit far away, so it will still be a while before we get there."

"It's okay.  "Get some rest, Y/N; you look like a truck ran over you."

"Ha,ha, ha, very funny, Wanda," you said sarcastically. "Having to do three reports in one night is not a very beneficial thing for my sleep schedule."

"Your sleep schedule is nonexistent."

You grumbled and leaned your head on Wanda's shoulder.

"Wake me up when we're getting there."

Wanda nodded and gave you a kiss on the cheek.

"Rest."

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You were awakened by Wanda's insistent shaking.

"Wake up; we're about to arrive."

You grunted and rubbed your eyes in an attempt to wake up.

"Look Y/N,the kennel is that way," said Wanda, pointing at a colorful sign. "Quite a colorful sign; it certainly catches the eye," she added, smiling.

"Yes," you replied. "Now all I need to do is drink coffee and look at those little fur balls."

When you reached the bus stop, you got off the bus and headed for the kennel.

Once inside, you got a coffee from the machine while you waited for the owner to show up.

"You must be Wanda and Y/N, right?" said a friendly voice. "I'm Linda; welcome to Little Paws Kennel; come on in and we'll show you the animals we have for adoption," said Linda, gesturing for you to follow her.

With a set of keys,she opened a door,and you entered a large outdoor courtyard where the dogs were playing.

"Wanda,look how cute they are!" You said, tugging at her arm "They are the cutest thing I've ever seen".

"I thought the cutest thing you've ever seen was me," said Wanda with false sadness.

"You're close," you replied, giving her a kiss on the cheek and making Wanda smile. "Which one do you think Nat will like the best?"

"How about that golden retriever over there?" "I think they'd make a good pair; Nat can be very grumpy, and the dog is a ball of energy."

"Totally!" you said, laughing. "They'll make an excellent couple."

You walked over to the little dog and started petting her.

"Hi little guy, would you like to come home with me? You'll have a great time." You smiled, stroking her soft fur and making the dog bark excitedly and lick your hands. "Look, Wanda, I think she likes me!"

Wanda laughed and came up next to you to pet the dog.

"So you chose her?" said Linda. "Excellent; she's one of our smallest dogs. Her mother died recently,so she could use someone to be with."

You nodded and took the dog in your arms, carrying it to the counter to formalize the whole process.

Once you were finished, you put him in his carrier and went to the bus stop to go home.

"You take the dog, Wands; I want it to be a surprise."

Wanda nodded, and you waited for the bus to arrive.

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After a while, you came home and opened the door.

"Nat, honey, I'm home!" you shouted.

When there was no answer, you went to the kitchen and looked to see if you could see her. You didn't see her, but there was a tupperware with a note stuck to it and food inside.

You uncovered the tupperware, and the smell of food flooded your nostrils. You grabbed the note and read it:

"Y/N,detka I left this for you. Homemade food,just the kind you like

You smiled and went to the bathroom to change into more comfortable clothes for dinner. You quickly finished the food Natasha had made for you and left the tupperware in the sink.

You went to the living room to see if you could see her,and you could. She was lying on the couch with a blanket covering half of her body while snoring lightly.

"Hello, my love," you said, kissing her forehead.

Natasha hummed and pulled you closer.

"It took you long enough to come; were you too entertained by work?"

"Uhm yeah" you stammered "work can be a bitch".

"Tell me about it," Natasha laughed. "Fury has an obsession with making me fill out reports."

"You want to go to bed? It's better than sleeping on the couch."

"I don't want to get up," Natasha grumbled.

"Don't worry about it," you said, scooping her up in your arms and carrying her to the bed.

You opened the door with your foot and tucked her into bed while you lay down next to her.

"Good night, Nat. Sleep well," you said, giving her a kiss.

"Good night, detka."

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"You should stop sending so much work to Y/N,Fury; yesterday they came home super late and they looked really tired."

"Natasha, yesterday Y/N asked for the day off." They said they had "business to attend to." "Didn't they tell you?"

"Uhh, no, they might have forgotten,although it's not something they usually do."

"Ask them. Natasha,I have to leave you; I have business to attend to," said Fury, hanging up.

Natasha frowned. It wasn't like you forgot to tell her those things. If you had a day off, you liked to spend it together.

"Y/N,detka, "Fury just told me you didn't go to work yesterday."

"Ehh,that's right. Sorry,  honey, I was wrong," you said, moving closer to her to give her a kiss. "I wasn't very focused."

Natasha nodded and kissed you back.

"We can eat together today."

"Uh,sorry Nat,I promised Wanda I'd eat with her today."

"Oh, ok, no worries," Natasha said.

You nodded and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"I'll see you later," you said, leaving your house.

Natasha couldn't get rid of the insecurity coursing through her veins.

First you didn't tell her you had the day off, then you went to lunch with Wanda, and you'd been more distant for a couple of days, which made Natasha a little afraid.

On a hunch, she decided to call Fury.

"Hey, Fury, do you know if Wanda took the day off yesterday too?"

"Mmh,let me see... Yes, she did. She said she had to do certain things. She wasn't very specific. Why do you ask?"

"No reason, thanks, Fury," Natasha said, and she hung up the phone.

Were you cheating on her? Natasha couldn't help but let her mind think the worst. Her insecurities and her fear that you would leave her for Wanda were growing. She sighed and went to bed. She climbed into bed,seeking comfort in sleep.

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Meanwhile, you were at Wanda's house, playing with the little puppy, stroking her hair, and sorting out all the toys you had bought for her.

"Y/N, I think we've overdone it; we've bought her too many things."

"Don't say that, Wands. How can you say no to such a little face?" you said, holding the dog so she could see how cute she was.

"You're right." Wanda smiled slightly. "Her secret weapon is being too cute".

"This afternoon we'll take her to Nat; I'm sure she'll love her".

"Let's hope so."

Hours passed until it was time to present the dog to Natasha.

In a bag, they put all the toys, while Wanda hid her in her backpack, leaving it slightly open so that the puppy could breathe.

You went upstairs smiling, grabbing Wanda's shoulder, and laughing at the jokes she made.

You opened the door and met Natasha, who was looking at you seriously.

"Hey, hi love, what's up?" You said it nervously.

"Hi Y/N," replied Natasha. "Wanda," she said, greeting her with a nod,which she returned with a wave of her hand.

"Another day off with Wanda, huh? It seems a little strange to me."

"What are you talking about, Nat? Wanda is my friend," you defended yourself.

"Oh yeah? And why are you so late because Wanda takes the same days off as you? Why have you been so distant for a few days?" said Natasha, on the verge of tears.

"Nat, it's not what you think; Wanda and I are nothing."

"And you expect me to believe that? You've been super weird for days; what do you expect me to believe,huh? That I don't..."

Her voice was cut off by a bark.

"What's that?" asked Natasha.

"It was going to be a surprise for you, Nat," you said, pulling the puppy out of the backpack. "Happy first anniversary," you added, handing her the dog. "Wanda and I were just getting everything ready."

Natasha looked on the verge of tears.

"I'm sorry! "I thought you were cheating on me, that you didn't love me anymore," she said, tears starting to well up in her eyes.

The puppy didn't seem to like that and started licking her face, trying to cheer her up, which caused a chuckle.

"You're so cute,little girl," she said, stroking his fur gently.

"I'll leave you two lovebirds alone; enjoy the dog," said Wanda. "See you."

Once Wanda had left, Natasha rushed over to you, hugging you tightly.

"I'm sorry,really, detka. I thought you didn't love me anymore,that I wasn't enough for you."

"Hey,hey, don't say that, Nat; you're amazing; I love you; and it would never cross my mind to hurt you."

Natasha nuzzled against your chest,seeking comfort in your warmth.

"What name would you like to give her, Nat?"

"How about Festus? "It's Latin for festive,because the surprise made me really happy."

"You're such a nerd," you said, laughing and hugging her. "I think it's a perfect name, sweetie."

Natasha smiled.

"I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too, Nat."

Festus barked

"We love you too, little one".

[michiviv]

flufftober, day 1 : lost pet meet cute, t. kuroo > kuroo is jealous of cute girls with cute dogs

warnings: fem! reader, two mentions of Miju, dogs, so many dog mentions

authors note: i've rewritten this like five times (dramatic) (this also does infact go down in quality)

it was a crisp autumn afternoon in the neighborhood park, with golden leaves crunching underfoot as Kuroo Tetsuro strolled casually, enjoying the fading warmth of the sun. His mind was occupied with thoughts of the upcoming volleyball tournament, but he found solace in the serene surroundings.

the orange leaves, the cold but not too cold weather and the people strolling along the park. as he himself wandered through the park he walked past the dog park area, seeing all the dogs run back and forth forth while chasing a ball and trying to prevent the other dogs from taking it.

it was no secret that kuroo loves dogs, specially big dogs. if he could he would have at least three. he already had them named too; apollo, cinnamon and orion. one would be a huge fluffy dog, the other two a more short haired athletic dog.

he could already imagine his life with them. he'd adopt the fluffy dog, maybe an elder and spend his time doting for him and caring for him. taking him on walks along the park, perfect for this weather. however he'd go on runs with the other two, knowing as they were younger they'd need more activity to be content. when they went to play in the park he'd throw one really far for them to chase while the elder dog got a ball much closer to them; he was getting weak.

yaku was tired of hearing it too, he always went on and on that when he was in college he'd get a dog, and how during the weekend he went to the shelter and the dogs were the cutes and he pitied not being able to do more for them.

however, it was a secret that he was quite jealous of those who had the luxury to have big dogs. hell— even if they weren't big dogs he was still jealous; he wanted a dog to dote on. someone to accompany him on his morning runs, to greet him when he got home.

suddenly, a blur of flash dashed past him, startling him out of his reverie. "wait! max!" a voice called out behind him, he turned around to face the voice and all he could see was a beautiful brown golden dashing towards him at full speed; behind the dog he could see, you, the dogs owner, running after him.

suddenly there was one thing he was more jealous than people with dogs: beautiful girls with beautiful dogs.

at his lack of attention the dog jumped on kuroo, causing him to stumble back but not fall.

"max!" you called again, your voice verging on a scold, however the lack of breath made your voice lack the bite it needed to have effect. his eyes couldn't help but wonder from the dog now in his arms to you— your cheeks flushed slightly from the chase, yours eyes midly exasperated but equally affectionate.

"i'm so sorry!" you apologized, grabbing the leash and pulling on it to pull max off kuroo. "he's not usually like this."

kuroo laughs a little and shakes his head, "no worries, he's a friendly guy, isn't he?" kuroo cooed, kneeling to scratch behind his ear.

you sighed and shook your head, "yeah, he can be a handful... but he likes making new friends."

kuroo chuckled, brushing his knees before standing up. "i can tell. he's a cutie."

he could tell from the look on your face that you were relieved he wasn't mad at you for your dog's behavior. "thank you, for understanding. i'm Miju, and as you already you know, this is max." you introduced both of you, max barking in response to his name causing you both to laugh.

"kuroo, kuroo tetsuro." he introduced himself, his usual confident smile now adorning his face. "it's a pleasure to meet you both."

"likewise." you smiled, "do you have a dog?"

"Not yet, but I plan to be," Kuroo admitted, his eyes lighting up at the thought. "I've always wanted a big dog, actually three of them. I've already got names picked out—Apollo, Cinnamon, and Orion."

"Those are lovely names... and a lot of dogs" you remarked.

"what can i say, i'm an overachiever." kuroo gloated, crossing his arms.

"athlete?"

"yep! volleyball player."

"i can tell. you carry yourself with the same confidence as one i know."

kuroo grinned, intrigued. "Oh really? And who might that be?"

"A cousin of mine, he's also a volleyball player. You all seem to have that same determined aura," you replied with a chuckle.

"Well, we do have to be pretty focused and driven," Kuroo admitted. "Especially with tournaments coming up."

"oh yeah, you're all competing for a ticket to nationals, right?"

"yep. we're still doing preliminaries right now though." kuroo clarified, "it's nice to take a break and enjoy the park, though."

"yeah, this park is great for unwinding," you agreed. "max loves it here, too."

Kuroo glanced at Max, who was now sitting calmly at your feet. "I can see why. It's a beautiful place."

You both stood there for a moment, enjoying the tranquility of the park and the unexpected pleasant conversation.

"I should probably get going," you said reluctantly, giving Max's leash a gentle tug. "It was really nice meeting you, Kuroo."

"Nice meeting you too, Miju," he replied, feeling a bit of disappointment as you turned to leave. "Maybe I'll see you around here again sometime... or during a tournament?"

"I'd like that," you said, smiling warmly. "Good luck with your tournament!"

"Thanks," Kuroo called after you. "And take care of Max!"

As you walked away, Kuroo couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. the park, the leaves, and even the volleyball tournament seemed a little less significant now compared to the chance of another encounter with you.

*** bonus:

"suguru!" a familiar voice called out to the man in front of him, however kuroo also turned to look, recognizing the voice faintly. surprised by the person now infront of him.

"someone is going to steal your phone." you reprimanded, handing him his phone back.

"Miju?" kuroo asked, bewildered but also amused to be seeing you at the preliminaries. "didn't think i'd be seeing you so soon again. how's max?"

you turned to face him, a warm smile grazing your features as you recognized him, "kuroo. max is good, jumping on less people now." you joked, causing him to chuckle softly.

the face on daisho's face was currently worth a million bucks as he saw his cousin interact with his rival with such familiarity. "this wasn't the guy?"

"this was him," she confirmed, meeting kuroo's gaze. "i told you he jumped on a volleyball player."

kuroo's eyes glanced to daisho and back to you, a mischievous smirk on his face now, "hey, if i beat your cousin in this match will you go on a date with me?"

christ, seeing daisho choke on his saliva was worth all the embarrassment he was feeling right now. he could feel the eyes of everyone, but was relieved when you laughed and nodded, "sure, but only if you beat him."

"you can't go out with him!" suguru argued

"don't worry, daisho, i'll treat your cousin right. i'll bring her home before 10."

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA for calling animal control to take my moms dogs?

look. hear me out.

when my mom and i were originally planning on moving, i told her no dogs. she could have any animal she wants, but i will not, under any circumstances, live with a dog. i told her she can wait till our elderly cat passes away (hes 18), and until i move out. ive never had good experiences living with dogs. yes, i know, its because of the owners not training them. im saying, in no uncertain terms, that my mom would be too lazy to train a dog. like i love this woman with my whole entire heart but i know her well enough to know she would give up after two weeks. and then i would be stuck living with a potentially destructive animal.

so what did she do literally a week after we had this conversation? adopt a stray. a pregnant stray. shes a big dog too. my mom is a full time caretaker for my grandparents, and she found the dog wandering around the neighborhood. so she started feeding the dog. and then the dog had 12 puppies. you read that right. TWELVE. PUPPIES. she managed to adopt out 7 of them, but she still has 5 out at my grandparents house, plus dogmom, AND dogdad. my mother has also adopted who we think is the father of the puppies.

i will say she is doing her best to care for the parents and the puppies. she spends most of her time in the yard with them, and she built a pen for the puppies that gives them a ton of room to run around whenever shes not there. they have blankets and she built a roof over the half of the pen where their beds are and she feeds them plenty.

the biggest issue i have with it is all the broken promises. she said she would take them to our local hardware store to set up an adoption table for them several months ago, when they were still small. never happened. this is something that this hardware store does frequently, to help lower the amount of strays in the area. my mom just chose not to do it. every opportunity to adopt them out or send them to a no-kill shelter that has come her way, she has chosen not to take, just because she doesnt want to make the effort.

here arises the main issue. we are down in texas, and there is supposed to be a freeze incoming in just a few days. a major freeze, like the one that knocked out our power grid back in 2021. and my mom has 7 outside dogs who are not allowed inside, as my grandparents are elderly and disabled. theyre not allowed at home either, since we still have our old ass cat and we arent allowed to have extra animals, as per our lease. and it would be hard to hide seven large dogs, anyway.

im concerned that if i dont do something, they will freeze to death out there. blankets can only do so much, and if theyre taken to an animal control shelter, maybe theyll at least have heating? and if the power does go out, theyll at least be safe from the elements. i know animal control is probably evil and calling them is likely a death sentence for an animal too. but the way i see it, its either animal control or die out in the cold.

this is literally the situation that those really depressing ASPCA commercials were written about, except this is my life.

so, WIBTA for calling animal control to take my moms dogs?

What are these acronyms?

[thewisaaaaad]

AAAAAND here's a bit more from Narinders Locker AU!

this time its about spooky cat himself, along with the failed vessel!

Narinder is very much the same, but instead wears a white coat with a red stripe down the middle. They are still a half skeletal cat, but his chains do not strictly keep him in place; the other captains just chained him to four anchors and threw him into the sea, after all. So he just drags himself across the seabed, looking through wreckages and searching for adventure with his two adopted demigods.

The lamb always knows where to find him, though. The crown makes a very handy compass.

Narinder loves fighting, more than everything else. Everything except his morals. When he was mortal, he loved to start bar fights, especially in defense of people who could not protect themselves. When he ascended to godhood with his family, it was his and Shamuras idea to include an oath to protect the mortals of the sea, to watch over them and not use them as tools, so as not to become the very gods they had set out to slay.

Narinder knows that one day he will no longer be a god. As per the oath, a Captain is chosen by their crew, not the other way around. And the lamb has a naturally magnetic personality, and a drive that pulls faithful crew to their side. One day, when the Captains have fallen, he will challenge them to a duel. He will naturally give up his godhood, but wants to go out on his terms: a blaze of glory, a legendary fight that the crew will talk of forever more. That will be his immortality, as his soul gets to rejoin his family in the deep.

But that isn't what happens, of course; the Thing in the Moon has other plans for their lost champion.

Ratau is an old bartender at this point, running a lonely tavern on an island far from the Captains strongholds. He holds on to the old Iron Veil, beached deep in the forest of the island he retired on, hidden within a lake at the center.

He has a sailors tongue, and passes the time playing nucklebones with his trader friends, when they come to visit.

When the small sloop loaded with woolly refugees docked at the lonely island, Ratau welcomed them with open arms, inviting them to stay the night at no cost. The sheep, exhausted from running, gladly took shelter with the unaligned tavern master.

While there, a young sheep took interest in his craft, and Ratau taught them many things, including a couple knife tricks to help defend their family.

Imagine their surprise when they see that same sheep show up at his bar in an empty ship once belonging to the green Captain, drenched and dripping seawater on his floor, bearing the red crown.

Both of them took time to mourn that day, and the Lamb has returned many times since.

[shytastemakerthing]

Giyuu finding a poor child reader who obviously malnourished, abused and scared and feeling horrible takes them in. After the child gets healed at the butterfly estate Giyuu adopted them Angst with a happy ending

Hello! Thank you so much for your request! I had quite a few different ideas when it came to this ask so I hope the one that I settled for is to your liking. Enjoy!

Tw: Mentions of past abuse, neglect, and trauma, man eating demons

Pairing: Platonic!Child reader and Giyuu Tomioka

It hadn't been more than a week ago when you had stumbled down the stairs of the old and decrepit building that you had called home, hearing the sounds of screams, unlike the usual ones that would come from mother and father fighting once again. Then to be met with the strong scent of iron, your blood running cold as you saw the mutilated bodies of what used to be your parents, a demon crouched over them, tearing into the remaining flesh. When most children would scream upon a sight, seeing their own family ripped to shreds and being eaten by such a monster, you were dull to the sensation, in a way, you believed it was karma coming after them at last.

The demon, perhaps too interested in its newfound meal, paid you no mind, allowing you to easily walk from the home, for the first time in, well, you weren't exactly sure. It had been a while. You were never allowed to play outside with the other children, and they never came to visit either.

For hours and hours you had walked, the cold nipping at your bare toes and rag covered form, dirt sticking to any available skin it could latch onto, your stomach growled, begging for nutrients as you scavenged for what could possibly be even remotely edible. And so it continued on. Sleeping where you could find shelter, eating any leftovers you could find, drinking water from puddles or rain barrels. You were cold, hungry, in pain from your head to your toes.... you were alone.

But fate seemed to have other plans for you.

The dark clouds hung in the sky, a harsh rain pouring down feeling like needles against your skin. The usually busy streets were empty, everyone seeking refuge from the storm and no business would allow you inside given your state. But, help came in the form of a stranger. A man clad in a patterned haori. Red on one side, green and yellow on the other. And he knelt down in front of your shivering form, instantly causing you to recoil back, Adults only brought you pain in your life. The beatings still fresh within your mind, and you could see a strange look pass through his eyes, his hand extending out towards you, before he spoke.

"It's alright, I'm not here to hurt you. Would you like some help?" His words seemed..... soothing, and you weren't sure if you could trust him or not. You had seen this before. Mother would be the same way. Nice. And then things got bad again. But, he didn't exactly seem like mother. No, his words were nice, his words were calm. His words were warm.

You couldn't stop the hot tears beginning to boil in your eyes, feeling them slide down your cheeks. When was the last time anyone asked if you had needed help? Picking up on the emerging tears, you were picked up by the man, his hold firm, but warm, and for once in your life, you knew what it was like to feel peace.

Giyuu could only stand transfixed as the small child curled into his arms, seeming to nestle their head into the warmth of his uniform, eyes falling heavy before they eventually closed, their breaths evening out as sleep overcame them. The state of this child, who could be no more than six, maybe even seven, their life had not been easy. He could easily feel just how light they were, the state of their clothing naught but rags, hair knotted, and from what he could see through the rags of their clothing, old injuries still in a state of healing. He couldn't leave them. Not when they desperately needed help, leading him to the only place where he knew for certain that they would feel safe, where they would get the care it is that they need.

News within the Butterfly Mansion spread rather swiftly as soon as Giyuu had made it through the doors, the small child still nestled and sleeping within his harms. Even when he tried to lay them down for Shinobu to properly examine the state of their injuries, it was noticed that the child clung onto him much tighter, face turning into a small grimace.

"It seems that they've taken a liking to you. You said you found them huddled alone in an alley?" For once, Shinobu didn't see the need to pester the water breather, which he was grateful for at the current time. The child was more important.

"Indeed. In their state, I doubt they have any proper care at any point in their life. This state of malnourishment simply doesn't happen over night and much of their injuries are older."

Giyuu seemed to hold the child much closer to him, taking over a more keen look at their state. To think that someone could actually treat a child in such a manner, it made him sick. What mattered now is that they could get this child properly cared for.

When you awoke again, the air was warmer, and the room smelled of wisteria. In a panic, your body was quick to remind you that you were still quite injured, but the feeling of something rather soft also drew your attention.

The futon you laid on was soft and comfortable, a stark contrast to the cold hard streets you had been used to, and then the wooden floor before that. Simple sleepwear now covers your small form, and your skin, it was clean. You couldn't see a single speck of dirt, your hair felt light and fluffy.

You began to feel as if this was some sort of paradise, a dream that was far too good to be true, but the sound of someone walking within the room quickly grabbed your attention and that was when you saw the same man from the day before. At least, you thought it was the day before.

His face was just as calm as when you first saw him, and in his hands, resides a steaming bowl of what looked to be a broth of sorts, one that caused your stomach to growl loudly at the delicious smell, one that caused a hint of a smile to come to the mans face as he sat down next to you.

"Wh...wh-where am I? Who are you?" It was perhaps the first set of words you had said in some time, your throat feeling dry, and words hoarse after finally being used once. It was then that the man sat down next to the futon that you still sat on.

"I am Giyuu, Giyuu Tomioka, and you are in the Butterfly Mansion. As soon as I was holding you, you had fallen fast asleep, so, I brought you here, where you would be safe. My... coworkers, I guess you could call them, helped me get you all cleaned up. Now, let's get something in that belly of yours before we talk some more, alright?" You eye the bowl that he held in his hands, before looking back to him. A part of you wanted to believe that this was too good to be true, but it was something that just felt as if this was right, that this was real, and thus, you nodded your head.

Letting him use the spoon to bring the broth to your mouth, it was very close to making you cry again. It was delicious, it was warm, it made your body relax even more. More and more spoonfuls were given until the broth was completely gone, and your belly felt full for the first time in ages. It was better than anything else you've ever had before.

Feeling the tears come back once more, you sniffed softly before finding yourself holding onto Giyuu, the man that found you, that took care of you, and had done more for you in the span of a single day than your own parents did in so many years. Was this what life is really supposed to be like?

You could feel his arms stiffen just a bit before he held onto you. keeping your small body close. Unknown to you, you had managed to warm your way right into his heart in all of a day, and he knew from here, he only trusted himself to be able to take care of you. And something everyone else had already seen, you had already latched onto him, even if only in your sleep. You finally felt safe. No words needed to be spoken, he may not be your biological father, but he would care for you and raise you as a father truly should.

Giyuu knew that you had a rather long road ahead of you. Your life had not been easy, but from this moment on, he vowed to himself that he would take care of you, to give you the life that you truly deserve. You knew that things would be much better for you now, with your new father, you would never have to be afraid again.

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