#booping me softly with his paw

[spicyvampire]

4MINUTES (2024) EP. 3

[dragon-ascent]

Imagine teasing Zhongli in his tiny dragon form...and it backfires.

"My daaaarling!" You smooch the bajeezums out of your husband, who is currently small, fluffy, and chonky for your cuddling convenience. "My precious sweetie pie!"

Tiny dragon Zhongli purrs in delight and licks your cheek, eyes blissfully closed as he enjoys the attention he's receiving. His little paws cling to your top as his chunky tail wags like crazy. On leisurely days like these, he adores lounging around like this with you. "Ah, there's not a single being softer, warmer, or cuter than you," you tell Zhongli, booping his little nose, and he gives you a mrrrrp! of agreement, wiggling.

Eventually, through all the cuddles and compliments you give him, a mischievous grin spreads across your face. You bring him closer to your face.

"Since you're smaller than me...shall I eat you?"

You laugh in delight as your fluffy little husband wriggles in dismay, but you're not letting go - you playfully chomp the air around him while he lets out soft whines, pawing and grrring in futility at you.

You can't help it; he's so much fun to tease! "So cute! I'm gonna eat you! Raaaah!"

He then decides he's had enough and morphs back into the human-form Zhongli you are most accustomed to.

"Oh! Hello my love!" You make to cuddle your now-grown man of a husband, but Zhongli adjusts his position over you so that he's practically straddling you now, his hands splayed on either side of your head. "Zh-Zhongli..?"

"Hm." He brings his thumb to caress your cheek. "I am that amusing when small, is it?"

"Well..." You squirm in embarrassment, and gasp when Zhongli nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, reveling in your scent. He then begins to make use of his teeth and tongue, making you shiver and whimper after his hot breath lingers.

"So cute." He softly bites your shoulder, a preamble for what was to come. His golden eyes gleam bright as the ghost of a teasing smirk plays on his lips.

"Since you're smaller than me...shall I eat you?"

[sashiavi]

Jealous SDV (hybrid?) boys rutting into you after getting jealous after smelling someone else on you <3

Ahhh oh goshhhh okay- I need to whip smth up for this

(I got carried away - forgive me? I went for a ramble and it became smth- I wrote enough for warnings 😭)

Warnings : Smut | 18+ | Hybrid Characters | Scenting | implication of ruts and heats | jealousy | thoughts about lactation & pregnancy | Sam Sebastian Alex Sh*ne | not beta read >v>

PuppyBoy!Sam jumping on you when you finally return home! Hugging you, nuzzling into your neck and sniffing in your scent with a happy sigh when you card your hand through his hair.

PuppyBoy!Sam who stops short, nose pressing hard into your skin, inhaling an ever familiar scent; Sebastian, the Catboy.

PuppyBoy!Sam who whines and whimpers, his yellow-blonde ears drooping down. The smell distressing him despite being best friends with Sebastian for many years - He squirms and cries, glomping over you, tail frantically wagging as he makes an attempt to heavily scent you.

PuppyBoy!Sam pressing his body to your own, weight keeping you on the surface of the bed below, feverishly rocking his hips into your cunt. Heavy balls slapping into your pussy, warm hands all over your body.

PuppyBoy!Sam who can't help but bite and nibble at your skin, slobbering all over you. His tail wiggles and wags, ears pinned to his head, poor croaked voice whimpering and whining, moaning out silly insecurities and desperate attempts to soothe himself.

PuppyBoy!Sam just can't stop crying. "You love me, I know you do!" "M' a Good Boy! Right?" "Better than Seb- Love you more-!" Babbling nonsense while he humps at your gushy pussy and feverishly rubs at your clit.

CatBoy!Sebastian lazily crawling to you on the lounge when you return, slinking across, tail swishing calmy as he snuggles up, gently pawing at your chest.

CatBoy!Sebastian tucking his face into your neck as he carefully kneads at your skin, peppering kisses and nose boops behind your ear.

CatBoy!Sebastian letting out a little feral growl at the offensive scent of someone else lingering on your clothes and skin - Probably that stupid dumb Jock CowHybrid!Alex. His ears pin and his tail stands static.

CatBoy!Sebastian biting and licking his corse tongue over your pretty, sensitive nipples. Hands kneading at your thighs, lips latched over your pert buds. If he thought and imagined hard enough, he could taste your sweet milky cream on his tongue.

CatBoy!Sebastian who gets a little carried away with the thought of you swollen and leaking milk just for him and his Kittens. He can't help but rut and grind up on your clothed cunt.

CatBoy!Sebastian who wraps his fingers around your throat, squeezing subtly, coaxing your tongue to lul out of your mouth.

CatBoy!Sebastian who spits on your tongue and kisses you after. Searing hot, canines clattering your own, biting into your soft lips as he pulls away, eyes quinted and lips downturned in a pouty frown.

CowHybrid!Alex knocking his forehead softly into your own, mindful of his budding horns, bringing you into a warm hug after your night out at the Saloon.

CowHybrid!Alex kissing your temple, shucking off your coat to hang up, noticing a wet patch and catching a whiff of something odd - Spilt beer no doubt, tangled in something spicy.. Jalepeno poppers?

CowHybrid!Alex wasting little time, instincts running rampant. Easily manhandling your pretty self to the nearest counter, head in the clouds, mind only focused on reclaiming what was his.

CowHybrid!Alex falling victim to his own Bull heritage - Rutting his cock up between the pretty swell of your ass, horns poking pressure into the back of your head. His jaw threatens to nip and bite into your neck, rough, large hands pressing you down.

CowHybrid!Alex who makes haste at his pants, revealing his veiny leaky cock, pushing the sticky, squishy tip up against your wet panties. Grinding and pushing the barrier of your underwear, messing up the fabric even more with his own leaky pre.

CowHybrid!Alex pulling your panties aside and fucking his thick bull cock into your pretty pussy, tumbling himself into a rut. He moans and shouts, hands on your hips to pull you back on his length.

CowHybrid!Alex who can't help but stare at his fat, drippy bull cock burying up in your tight, wet cunt.

CowHybrid!Alex who would go again and again, releasing his hot milky cum over and over, Marking up on your insides. Messy and gooey, dripping down his own front as he humps at you from behind.

BearHybrid!Shane walking home with you from the Saloon, after a big night of drinking and Pool with the other younger patrons of the town.

BearHybrid!Shane grumbling as you enter the front door, kicking off his shoes. Bending to put them on the rack, standing with a crack in his knee and a glare when you giggle at him.

BearHybrid!Shane who pretends to be mad, pulling you in for a big warm hug, wrapping his arms around your frame, squeezing you snug and tight.

BearHybrid!Shane who lets up a little, nose pressing into your hair and neck, catching a whiff of an abundance of hybrid smells - Some Canine, Feline, all sticking to your skin more than he'd like - Surely those youngin boys weren't stupid enough to make an attempt at anything? Right?

BearHybrid!Shane who thinks he just has to mark you up better, to let everyone know who you really belonged to.

BearHybrid!Shane rubbing his scratchy chin on your neck, pressing his larger body on to your own, putting a warm pressure on your skin.

BearHybrid!Shane licking at your skin, nibbling, biting, kissing up on your torso, leading down, down, down your tummy to your core.

BearHybrid!Shane squeezing at your hips and thighs with his large, warm hands, pawing at your body, caressing and teasing over all the most sensitive and ticklish spots. His large thumbs swiping over your cute, drooly pussy, his own mouth nearly watering at the sight.

BearHybrid!Shane suckling on your clit, lapping his tongue through your sticky folds, grumbling to himself between your legs cause you're just "Too fucken' sweet" "Like fucken' honey, Baby".

BearHybrid!Shane and his scratchy 12 o clock shadow scraping your inner thigh. Large, warm hands squeezing at your hips, pulling your pussy onto his tongue.

BearHybrid!Shane with his lips smushed up on your cunt, nose bumping up on your clit, pretty purple eyes peering up through his dark brow, furrowed and grumpy while he laps and suckles on you. Just spitting and drooling up on your thighs, marking you up with his teeth and slobber.

(I don't have a favourite what do you meannn)

[sp00kymulderr]

Boop me once...

Joel Miller x f!reader

Warnings/Tags/Notes: 18+. blue balls, grumpy Joel, horny Joel, Joel hates tumblr confirmed, pussy slapping, they're in love btw, reader could never be any of us ignoring Joel like this but lets pretend for fun. um idk guys. Thank boopoween for the inspo i guess. Unedited, unbeta'd all mistakes my own and there's probably a lot.

Words: 1.3k

It had started with a boop.

Well, a message from your friend telling you boops were back.

You and Joel were lying in bed, putting off the start of the day for another few minutes before you'd have to get up and going. He was always clingy in the mornings, and this morning was no different as he snuggled up behind you whilst you scrolled your phone.

"Mm…feels nice" you murmur when his lips lightly press against your shoulder, and then you squirm and push back against him when he does it again where your shoulder meets your neck.

"You feel nice" Joel whispers in your ear, hand travelling south and grabbing a handful of your ass.

You giggle softly, only to be cut short in what you were about to say in response when a notification pops up on your phone, a message on your favourite social media site.

'Turn your boop counter on!!'

Joels hand is still massaging the flesh of your ass while you're immediately opening up your app, an giddy gasp leaving you when you see the return of the iconic boops

"Getting excited, baby?" He laughs gruffly at your gasp, but your response certainly isn't what he's expecting.

"Tumblr turned boops back on!"

"…"

Joel looks at you like you're speaking a different language. Which you are, to him

"…What the hell is a tumblr?"

You just roll your eyes and shake your head before turning back attention to your phone with a giddy glint in your eye, "Don't worry about it, old man" you tease and he grumbles something under his breath as his lips make contact with your neck again.

You aren't paying so much attention now though, and Joel nips at your skin to bring you back to him.

You giggle but still you're on your phone, he peers down at the screen and sees kitty paws popping up, and he feels even more perplexed.

"Not got long, honey. Put the phone down, yeah?" He says, making it sound more like a command than a request.

"Hm?" You respond, half-listening "Give me one minute…just…"

Joel sighs. Looks at the clock, and watches the minute tick by. His fingers rub absentminded on your skin and if you turned your head, you'd see his lips forming the beginnings of a pout, an expression usually left to you when he teases you.

By the time you put your phone down, there's no real time at all. You turn to kiss him and Joel reciprocates but barely.

"Gotta get up, got a job on site today" he says as he pulls away.

And that's that. Morning ruined.

A dark cloud hangs over Joel most of the day. He curses this tumblr thing, and boops or whatever the fuck you were on about. He grumbles to Tommy the whole morning, and harrumphs around in the afternoon working in the garage.

He's still fucking horny, but he's too stubborn to just jerk off and call it a day. Oh no, he's gotta get his own back on you now.

"Hey handsome!" You call when you return home for the day, peeking your head into the garage and, okay, Joel lights up maybe just a little bit. Just a tiny bit.

"Hey darlin" He says, giving you a smile that has a glint of annoyance to it. You don't notice, phone still in hand, a string of notifications popping up on your screen as you speak to him.

"How was your day?" He asks, setting his tools down and coming around the garage to you.

"Oh, good. Didn't get much done, just booping"

"Just boopin'. Right…"

You don't see the angry tick of his jaw as you lean up to him and give him a cheeky little smile before going in for a kiss. He can't resist, of course not. He never could when its you.

But when you pull away, a happy sigh leaving your lips, you raise your finger and poke his nose with a "Boop!"

Joel loses it then; the press of your finger to his nose, the 'boop!' in that stupid, lilting tone. He's had enough. He's already frustrated from being left with blue balls this morning, so now he's annoyed and horny.

"I swear to god!" He grumbles, pointing an accusing finger at you

"W-what?" You asks, face a picture of surprise at his sudden outburst.

"This fuckin' boop thing! It's ridiculous, i've goddam had it"

"It's just…it's just a tumblr thing"

"I don't know what that means, and I don't wanna"

You can't deny his angry tone and the wild look in his eyes is making your cunt throb. You keep up your perplexed, innocent look as he goes on about it; about how he didn't get quality time with his girl this morning, how he'd been left aching all day and did you even care?!

"Joel, I'm s-" you start, holding your hand on his chest, a show of apology because you really hadn't meant to make him feel that way. He looks down at you, eyes dark and stormy and finds the fire in your own.

"You like boopin' so damn much, huh?" He practically growls out. Your clit jumps in excitement at the rumbling tone.

You nod dumbly.

"Well I'm gonna boop you til you fuckin' cry"

You figure he's not talking about a poke to your nose when he grabs you and hauls you down to the couch, you squeal excitedly, phone dropped to the floor as you eagerly help him pull of your clothes in a fit of rage…passion…determination…you can't quite pinpoint it but you're certainly not complaining about it.

"What happens on that little app of yours when you boop?" Joel asks, looking down between your legs while he kneels between your ankles, big hands holding them tight.

"It's…it's like…" You breath is a little ragged. He can easily tell you're already wet through your underwear "It's a paw that sort of…smacks?" you try to explain.

"Yeah?" Joel nods, tongue flicking out to moisten his lips. His hand reaches out like a flash, and a slap lands on your clothed pussy making you yelp.

"Joel!" you whine, the yell of surprise quickly turning to a moan, clit twitching and pussy clenching around nothing.

"Something like that, you think?" He asks, before he does it again.

Your mouth hangs open slack, eyes flutter closed as you let the sensation envelop you.

"Yeah, uhm, yeah, i think so…maybe, uhm, do it again to make sure?" you whisper, biting down on your bottom lip to suppress the desperate whine clawing up your throat.

He chuckles darkly, pulse quickening as he takes in your expression while he takes his sweet time pulling your underwear down, kissing your ankles before he tugs it all the way off and throws it to the floor. Your cunt is glistening, beautiful, mesmerising enough that he almost forgets he was ever annoyed to begin with.

Then your forgotten phone pings, muffled by the lacy fabric fallen on top of it, and Joel gives you a wicked smile.

A quick succession of slaps to your bare pussy have you crying out, and then squirming as he sooths the sting with gentle touches to your folds, parting them and massaging lightly with his thumbs.

"You still like boopin'?" He asks softly now, a thumb circling your clit and making you arch in delicious pleasure again.

"Mmm" is about all you manage. He's leaning over you now, crowding you and pressing you into the soft cushion of the couch. His jeans-covered bulge rubs against your aching pussy and you just nod, and nod and nod.

"Tell me, baby"

"Yeah. Yeah. Like it" You smile soft up at him, eyes wide and reverent, fingers gripping at his strong back, around to his soft stomach, down to the button of his jeans, "Like your version better, f-fuck tumblr, fuck those kitty paws"

He gives a wolfish grin, anticipation glittering in his dark eyes.

"You ain't seen nothin' yet"

[haluenx]

Zhong Chenle.

— Daegal vs Kisses.

The golden glow of the setting sun poured into Chenle’s apartment, casting a cozy warmth over the living room. Y/N was snuggled into Chenle’s side on the couch, her fingers lazily tracing patterns on his sweatshirt. Daegal was sprawled out at their feet, her fluffy tail wagging occasionally.

Chenle tilted his head down to look at Y/N, a playful smile tugging at his lips. “You’re being awfully quiet. Thinking about me, huh?”

Y/N rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the smile that broke through. “You wish.”

“Admit it.” he teased, leaning closer, his voice dropping to a soft murmur. “I’m irresistible.”

Y/N laughed, but the sound was cut off as Chenle closed the distance, his lips capturing hers in a slow, sweet kiss. His hand slid to her cheek, holding her gently as he deepened the kiss. Y/N sighed against him, her hands moving to his chest to tug him even closer.

Then, suddenly— boop.

A fluffy paw tapped Y/N’s cheek, pushing her face gently to the side. She blinked in surprise, breaking the kiss, only to see Daegal now perched on Chenle’s lap, looking between the two of them with wide, determined eyes.

“Daegal.” Chenle groaned, his head falling back as laughter bubbled out of him. “What are you doing?”

Y/N giggled, reaching out to pet Daegal, only for the little dog to place another paw firmly on Chenle’s face this time, as if scolding him.

“Oh my god.” Y/N said, her laughter spilling out uncontrollably. “She’s actually mad at us.”

Chenle grabbed Daegal gently, holding her up so they were face to face. “Are you serious right now? You don’t want me kissing her?”

Daegal barked in response, her tail wagging furiously as if to confirm her jealousy.

Chenle sighed dramatically, placing Daegal on the couch between them. “Fine, I’ll give you attention too.” He leaned down to kiss the top of her fluffy head. “Happy now?”

Daegal barked again, hopping onto Chenle’s lap and settling there as if to claim him entirely.

Y/N leaned back, crossing her arms with mock offense. “I see how it is. She’s trying to steal you from me.”

Chenle laughed, his dimples on full display as he reached over Daegal to pull Y/N closer. “Nice try, Daegal, but she’s not going anywhere.”

Before Y/N could respond, Chenle kissed her again, his lips moving softly but insistently against hers. Daegal barked in protest, wiggling her way between them, but Chenle simply laughed against Y/N’s mouth.

“Sorry, Daegal.” he murmured, brushing a kiss against Y/N’s cheek, then her jaw. “You’ll have to share.”

Y/N giggled as Daegal pawed at Chenle’s chest, trying to insert herself into the moment. “I think she hates me now.” she said, her words muffled as Chenle kissed her again.

“Let her be mad.” Chenle replied, his voice low and teasing. “I’m busy.”

Despite Daegal’s determined attempts to separate them, Y/N and Chenle shared a series of soft, lingering kisses, their laughter and Daegal’s playful barks filling the room.

Finally, Chenle pulled away, his forehead resting against Y/N’s as they caught their breath. “You know,” he said, grinning, “this is turning into a battle. But I think I’m winning.”

Y/N chuckled, her fingers brushing his jaw. “She might let you win for now. But don’t expect her to forget this.”

Chenle glanced down at Daegal, who had settled on his lap again, her head resting on his leg as if to reclaim her territory. “Yeah, she’s definitely plotting something.”

Y/N laughed, leaning in for one last quick kiss. “Good luck, Lele.”

[mochiwrites]

Jellie tends to be a very curious cat, sometimes. She likes poking her nose into places it doesn’t belong, or snatching things from Scar and Grian when they catch her interest.

Maybe Scar should’ve known better, then.

He sits in his and Grian’s bedroom (it’s been theirs pretty much after the second month Scar moved in), a ring in his hands. The metal is cool against his palm, a soft rose gold. The band isn’t anything special, a simple engraving in it. Scar knew Grian would throw a fit if he found out Scar spent so many diamonds on the ring. So he tried to get something reasonable.

He can spoil Grian with the actual ring.

If he says yes, that is. Just the thought makes a shiver run of Scar’s spine. Is he really doing this? He and Grian have only been together for a year and a half, but Scar just knows that he’s the one. There isn’t any doubt in his mind about it. But does Grian feel the same?

Jellie jumps up on the bed next to Scar, meowing at him. She brushes her head against his arm as she settles beside him, and Scar smiles. “Well hello there beautiful lady. Are we requesting pets?” he teases as he brushes a hand through her fur. She curls up close to him, leaning into his touch. Scar sighs softly, scratching behind her ear. “I don’t know Jellie… do you think he’ll say yes?” he asks quietly. She stares blankly up at him. “Yeah okay, fair enough.”

Past their bedroom, the front door opens and shuts. “Scar, I’m home!”

Scar jumps up, disturbing a content Jellie. He shoots her an apologetic look, giving her one last pet. But the most crucial piece?

He makes the mistake of leaving the engagement ring on the bed.

As Scar walks out the room to greet his boyfriend, Jellie takes to making their bed her own. Yet as she moves, the shiny ring catches her attention. She tilts her head, curious about the shiny object. Sticking a paw out, she swats it. Again. And again. And again. Until the ring tips over the side of the bed, dropping to the floor with a ‘plop.’

Her pupils widen in that playful way they tend to do, wiggling before she pounces.

Oblivious to what his cat is doing, Scar is sweeping his boyfriend into a hug. “How was work?” he questions, looking down at Grian with a curious yet soft gaze.

“Tiring,” Grian huffs, content to melt into Scar’s grasp. He lifts his arms, returning the embrace as he does so. “I had to remake the blueprint at least five times until the guy was happy with it.”

Scar winces, “Eesh. Now I’m kind of glad he only wanted you to meet with him.”

Grian glowers at him in return, though the look is entirely playful. “Yeah, yeah.” He leans up, brushing their lips together in a soft kiss. “Consider yourself lucky.”

“I think I will, thank you.” Scar grins, stealing a kiss. “How does a movie and dinner sound?” He bumps their noses together as he smiles.

“Let me think about it,” Grian hums, booping his nose against Scar’s as he does so. “As long as there’s ice cream after.”

Scar lets out an affronted gasp, pulling away. “I’m offended you think there wouldn’t be ice cream after all!” he says as he walks toward the kitchen. “Go sit! I’ll grab the takeout leftovers.”

Laughing, Grian takes his shoes off and heads over into their living room. He finds Jellie there, playing with something caught between her paws. He fondly shakes his head at her, “What do you have now, miss?”

Jellie looks up at him with a meow as she swats at whatever it is she’s deemed her new toy, chasing at it. However, said mystery object knocks into Grian’s foot, and he gets it first.

Leaning down, Grian picks up what appears to be a rose gold ring. He inspects it in his hand, eyebrows knit together as he does. “Where did this come from?” He blinks at it, looking down at Jellie. “Did you rob someone?”

Jellie sits in front of him, slowly blinking. The perfect picture of innocence.

Shaking his head with a faint laugh, Grian looks at the ring again. His heart skips a beat as he really takes in the detail of it. He certainly didn’t buy it. Did Scar? And if he did then….

Heart a little louder, he turns to his boyfriend. “Hey, Scar?”

“Yes, love of my life?”

“Any clue what this is?”

Scar walks into the living room, the soft crackles of a furnace behind him. He pauses when he notices what Grian is holding in his hand. His eyes go wide, looking a little pale. To the side of Grian, he spots the movement of Jellie’s tail, and looks directly at her. “Traitor,” he mutters.

“Scar?” Grian questions, confused and… maybe a bit nervous.

“Haha uh… any chance we can forget this all happened and revisit it like. Next month?” Scar weakly chuckles, the epitome of nerves as he looks at Grian.

“What’s going on?” Grian’s brows furrow in confusion, a bit of concern leaking into his expression.

Scar knows trying to lie about it is practically pointless. Grian is too curious and too stubborn to let it go. And now that he’s seen the ring… Scar takes in a shaky breath. “Void, alright. Guess we’re doing this.”

He walks over to Grian, “May I?” He gestures for the ring, and Grian slowly nods. He hands the ring over to Scar, who accepts it with shaking hands. “Okay.” Scar sucks in a breath, unbelieving that he’s really doing this right now.

Slowly, Scar drops down on one knee in front of Grian, watching the way the other’s eyes go wide. But something about the position doesn’t feel quite right. Brows furrowing, Scar sets his other knee on the carpet below. “G? Mind kneeling with me here?” he asks, to which Grian nods. He joins Scar on the carpet, kneeling with him as well. “Much better,” he hums, pleased.

“Scar what?” Grian questions, lost and confused, and goodness his heart is beating so fast.

“I uh, I had a whole thing planned out, but Jellie seems to have thrown a wrench into all that,” Scar chuckles. “But it’s fine! I can improvise, who needs a plan?” He does. He needs a plan. Shaking his head, Scar reaches for one of Grian’s hands, grasping it in his own. He takes a measured breath, and begins to speak.

“I love you. More than words will ever be able to describe, G. You’ve done so much for me, more than I think I’ll ever be able to thank you for. You found me on the street, and despite being scammed by me, you still offered me a roof to live under, and a home to heal in.” Grian’s eyes are focused on him, listening with rapt attention. His gaze only worsens Scar’s nerves, heart beating a mile a minute. “You’re stubborn and witty, and sometimes you steal the blanket from me.”

Grian laughs.

Scar loves the sound.

“You don’t let me wallow in self pity, or memories of the harder times. You’re endlessly kind to both myself and Jellie, and everyone around you, even if your patience runs a little thin and you get snippy. We may get into a minor disagreement here and there, but you always come back around to me.” Scar smiles softly at him, so painfully fond and loving. “Back on that world… I never thought I would get to live life again. Or even enjoy the night sky without being afraid. It felt like a part of me was always missing, but I found that part with you.”

“Scar…” Grian trails off, face going red.

“G, you’re my home, my light. I want to spend every day waking up next to you and messing up pancake batter with you,” Scar laughs, the sound wet and shaky. Grian laughs with him, sounding just as affected. “I want to hold you on your bad days, and on your good ones. I want to be there through everything, for the rest of our lives. You’ve reminded me what it’s like to live and love, what it’s like to be me. There’s no one else for me, my heart and souls are yours.”

Scar swallows, holding the ring out to him. “So… will you entangle your life with mine forever? And marry me?” His expression turns bashful as he asks, and Grian is red in the face.

“You…” he trails off, amazed and in disbelief all at once. He looks between Scar and the ring, and he shakes his head. “I’ve been trying for days to find the perfect way of proposing to you, and you go and pull the rug right out from under me,” he laughs. “Curse how perfect you are sometimes.”

“C’mon G, you’re really leaving me hanging here!” Scar whines at him, making Grian laugh all over again.

Grian wraps his arms around Scar’s shoulders, pressing their lips together. “Yes, you spoon. I don’t want anyone else. Just you.”

If their neighbors hear how loudly Scar yells, well… it’s a warm congratulations to the newly engaged couple.

Jellie watches her humans cry in each others arms, tail flicking lazily at her side. She better get extra treats for this.

(It’s only later, when they’re sitting on the couch, curled into each other, that Scar realizes what Grian said. He turns to him, “Wait, you were planning to propose too?”

Grian snorts with laughter, “Hadn’t even picked out a ring, but yes Scar, I was.”)

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1217: Best Pals Forever (Pokemon: Dogs in Love 2)

Crap Gorps: But....Because I knew youuu~

Jolteon: Because I knew youuuu~

Crap Gorps/Jolteon: Because I knew you~ I have been chaaaaaaaanged......For goooooooood~

Two best friends giggles softly as they lean over and Hugs one another.

Jolteon: I love you man~

Crap Gorps: Ditto- (Suddenly Felt Something Small and Wet Drop on him as He Looks Up and Sees) Hm? It's raining? But I thought it was supposed to be- (Eyes Widened at the Realization) Oh no. Uhh..... buddy?-

Jolteon: (Already Tearing Up) I love you so much, Crap Gooorrps!~

Crap Gorps: (Quickly and Gently Rubs Jolteon's Back in Comfort) I know, I know. I love you too, man. I'm.....pretty sure we already established that seconds ago-

Jolteon: Our friendship is so sacred to me!~ I don't want this all to end noooow!~

Crap Gorps: Wait. (Pulls Away For a Second) Is that what you've been worried about? Our friendship?

Jolteon: Coming to an ennnnnnnnd!~

The rain starts going down more harder than originally as the sound of thunder begins to emerge.

Crap Gorps: (Quickly Went Back to Rubbing his Pal's Back in Panic) Hey-Hey-Hey! It's okay! It's okay. Don't cry. Our friendship isn't going anywhere.

Jolteon: (Puts his Wailing on Hold and Stares at Crap Gorps with His Sad, Sparkling Eyes) Really? ('Sniff') Really? Are you sure?

Crap Gorps: (Gives Jolteon a Reassuring Smile) Positive, man. (Chuckles Lightly) Heck, if anything, this is the most positive I've been a very long while- (Stops Chuckling Once He Realizes He Said a (Very Weak) Swearing Word in Front his Now Pouting Friend) Uhh- ('Clear Throat') Sorry.

Jolteon: ('Sigh') It's fine. I'll allow it just this once, Crap Gorps. (Lightly Boops on Crap Gorps (Non Existent) Nose)

Crap Gorps: (Chuckles Ticklishly) Okay, great! But seriously though, even if we do go our seperate ways, which I can't stress enough, HIGHLY doubt that will ever happen anytime soon, our friendship won't automatically break apart along with it. We've been through so much together let it all go to waste now, am I right?

Jolteon: Yeah. ('Sniff') I don't want it all to go away....

Crap Gorps: (Gently Grabs Hold of Both Jolteon's Paws) And it won't. I promise. You, me, the rest of our team, we're all on this together, cheesy as it sounds.

Jolteon: (Giggles a Bit) I like cheesy stuff~

Crap Gorps: (Chuckles Lightly) I bet you do. You're sounding better already.

Jolteon: (Smiles a Bit) Yeah, I guess I am huh? I'm sorry I got a little emotional earlier.....

Crap Gorps: No worries, man. I get it. I'd probably be freaking outta too if I were in your....paws. You know you guys are the first real friends I've ever made, right?

Jolteon: ('Gasps') Really?~ What about your law office buddies?

Crap Gorps: (Shrugs) Eh. Our relationship is more professional if anything. I think I remember a few of them didn't like me all that much.

Jolteon: (Starts Pouting Again) I don't know why. You're the coolest guy I ever known, Crap Gorps!~

Crap Gorps: (Heart Begins to Melt in Genuine Happiness) Aww~ Thanks, man. I'm pretty sure you're objectively more cooler than I am though.

Jolteon: (Blushes a Bit While Flailing his Paw Down a Bit) Oh hush, you~ We can both be the coolest together! How's that sound?

Crap Gorps: (Grabs his Chin While Thinking) Hmm.....Cop out conclusion- (Shrugs) But sure, why not. Hey, you like SpongeBob right? (Points Back at the Pokemon HQ Lab Behind Him) Wanna watch all three of his movies back inside? I-I mean, only of you want to, of cour-

Jolteon: (Stares into his Best Friend's Eyes As His Begins to Sparkle) Grops, I LOVE SpongeBob, let's do it!~

Crap Gorps: (Stardled a Bit by Jolteon's Sudden Stare Vefore Returning Back to his Posture) Alright. Good to know. Let's go. (Walks Back to HQ with Jolteon By his Jolteon) Glad to see you're in high spirits again.

Jolteon: All thanks to you, buddy. You're a real life saver, you know that?

Crap Gorps: (Rubs the Back of his Head Back and Forth) I wouldn't exactly call myself that really. Considering all the times you helped cheer me up in journey together, I'd figure I try to return the favor for once, you know?

Jolteon: ('Sniff') And you succeed with flying lights and colors.....('Sniff') I'm so proud of you, buddy!~

'Thunder Roaring'

Crap Gorps: Uhhhh H-How about we save the crying after we watch the movie, yeah? We have the whole evening ahead of us, you know?

Jolteon: (Giggles Softly) Okay, I'll try to keep it together. (Lays his Head Onto his Best Friend's Shoulder) Only for you, Crap Gorps~

Crap Gorps: ('Sighs a Bit in Relief') Right. Thank you.

As the two pals made their way back to HQ the clouds in the sky finally begins to clear themselves out, revealing a bright sun shining down on the area in question.

As the journey concluded, it still turned to be a very beautiful day after all.

@jelloapocalypse

[televisionenjoyer]

BOOPING MY PAIN WITH HIS BIG SMOL PAWS

SPOOKYING MY LIFE WITH HIS BOOPS

BOOPING ME SOFTLY WITH HIS PAWS BOOPING ME SOFTLY WITH HIS PAWS BOOPING MY WHOLE LIFE WITH HIS PAWS BOOPING ME SOFTLY WITH HIS PAAAWS

[warrior-cats-rewritten]

Future Scene from Mothwing's Secrets

"So?" Hawkfrost's voice broke her out of her thoughts and Mothwing turned, setting the burdock down gently onto the wooden plate. "How's it going, new Medicine Cat Apprentice?"

"Amazing!" Mothwing beamed. "Oh Hawkfrost, I've never felt so... Free! Working with herbs and learning all these things feels so much better than warrior training did." She reached over to start bundling some moss together, her claws were extended but her paw was working gently to make sure the moss wouldn't tear.

Hawkfrost sat down, purring softly and puffing out his chest. His large forepaws were digging into the soft earth of the den in excitement. "I knew you'd love it." He remarked. "All thanks yours truly. You're welcome, Moth."

Mothwing stopped. Her paws now resting on the half-formed ball of moss. "W... What do you mean?" She looked into his icy blue eyes, full of pride. 

"Well, it was obvious Mudfur wasn't going to take you on without a sign." He explained, chucking to himself. "So I just..." He pinched two toes together. "Boop! Popped a moth wing clean off a nice moth and placed it near the den!" He pulled his paw back, as if reenacting what he had done with childish glee.

"You what?"

Hawkfrost tilted his head and Mothwing felt as if the ground had flooded under her feet, a deep chill spreading through her bones. "What? I was helping you. It was already dead-"

"You faked the sign?" 

Hawkfrost stared at her as if she'd asked him to fly. "Well... Yeah. 'Starclan' wasn't going to, so I had to take matters on myself."

Her jaw hung open in shock. All of that special connection to Starclan... Was it a lie? Was it just pretty dreams after all? If any cat could fake a sign, then... "Why?" She asked, a lump rising in her throat. "Why would you do that!?"

Hawkfrost glared at her, his eyes like chips of hard ice. "In case you haven't noticed, Moth, we're not like the others."

"What do you mean by that?" Mothwing snarled, her fur beginning to bristle. This couldn't be true, she was wanted by Starclan... Wasn't she? The golden tabby molly hissed at her brother. "What does that have to do with a fake Omen, Hawkfrost?"

"Look at us, Moth!" Hawkfrost jumped to his feet, a desperate growl in his throat. "Because do you know what they see when THEY look at us?! Starclan is NEVER going to approve of us! We are the children of Tigerstar and an ex-kittypet!"

Horror filled her gut and Mothwing took a step back, both siblings tabby stripes reflecting in the water pool the Medicine Den housed. "I thought you loved our mom." She murmured. "I thought you were proud."

"I do and I am!" Said Hawkfrost, his meow getting hoarse but louder. "I love mom! I love her so, so much... But that doesn't change the FACT THAT WE...!" He trailed off, swallowing harshly and panting slightly.

About to burst with rage, Mothwing stepped forward, her claws shredding the moss she'd had into tiny, unusable scraps. "Go on. Finish that sentence. I dare you."

Her brother's quiet mew sounded as he looked down at the scratched earth. "It's not our fault." He murmured. "But... It still can't be helped. I can't change where we came from... I can't make Starclan speak, but I can still help you."

Mothwing swallowed, and hissed softly. 'You really wanna talk about Starclan's approval? What a joke. You've already proven that any cat can make an omen if they're clever enough.' She glared at her brother, and hissed again, louder.

"Do me a favour, Hawkfrost. Don't ever 'help' me again. Better yet, just leave me alone."

Her brother reeled back, his gaze full of hurt that quickly turned to anger. "Fine. Mothwing." He spat her name as if it tasted foul on his tongue. "I sincerely hope you enjoy your new position."

He turned, padding out of the Medicine Den with his pelt bristling, his dark tabby fur turning blood-red in the light of the sunset, not even bothering to look over his shoulder to growl at her.

"You earned it.”

[ggukkiedae]

🔴 yoonmiya started their live: it’s my birthday… 

BTS • 2023.12.13. 20:30

dialogue and comments in italics are in english

the weverse live starts with yoonmi setting it up and sitting back, letting her dog dipper rest his head on her lap, soft music playing in the background

she’s quietly watching the number of viewers for the first minute before she speaks

“hi everyone! hi, i thought i’d come on live for a bit to celebrate my birthday with you. i won’t be live for so long due to personal circumstances, if that’s okay with you”

she opens up her personal phone to look through the comments

some time is spent with her greeting in the different languages she saw in the comments

yoonmi! how are you feeling?

“not too bad, actually. i’m a little bit sad, but i’m okay. i’ll be okay”

are you celebrating somehow?

she smiled softly at this question

“i had breakfast with the tannie oppas two days ago. all of them. they brought out a cake for me and gave me gifts, and we sang happy birthday to all three december celebrants. you’ll never believe this, or maybe you will, but jiminie oppa bought me a kitten!”

she reaches down out of view of the camera and comes back up with a small scottish fold kitten in one hand, gently supported by her other hand

“guys, this is rajah, my new friend. dipper loves her, don’t you, boy?”

the big dog lifted his head, sniffing rajah until rajah booped his nose with her paw

dipper snorted and licked rajah once before putting his head back on yoonmi’s lap

yoonmi placed rajah on dippers head, keeping a hand there to secure her, and read through comments

rajah is so cute!!

dipper and rajah!!

are you going to be in the music bank global festival? Or aaa?

“i’m not, sorry guys. i’m taking a small unofficial break for a bit. i already filmed a few things for 2024, so look forward to that, especially if you’ll be missing a certain golden maknae”

a small bark came from the side, so she looked off camera and laughed before putting rajah back where she came from

“nala actually likes sleeping beside rajah. i think she just likes the fact that she isn’t the smallest fur baby anymore”

do you have anything else planned for your birthday?

“not really…”

she tilted her head in thought before scrolling through her phone

“all my friends and my siblings are pretty busy, but i don’t mind. i like that it isn’t so hectic for me right now”

she shifts slightly, adjusting dipper to reach for something on the table next to her

“i have this little cake, though! yoongi oppa had it delivered to me earlier today”

you looked so good during mma and mama! congratulations!

she flushes a little, laughing to shake off her embarrassment

“thank you, and i wouldn’t have been able to do any of this without you guys. i promise i’ll continue to extra work hard for you and the oppas until they come back and we’re together again”

have you been keeping in touch with hannah, seri, and ari?

“of course”

she laughed a little bit

“that group chat is the one that woke me up with all the buzzing. there were endless birthday greetings”

she smirks a little bit before leaning close to the camera like she was telling a secret

“i went to the last days of both the nct nation concert in seoul and the sweet mirage finale shows, and i’ll be there for the last fate tour seoul stop in february. are you guys jealous?”

i think it’s sweet how you were there for all the enlistments

were you with the boys when they shaved their heads?

“i was with every one of them, i promised them i wouldn’t miss any of it”

her hand reached up, tugging lightly on the ends of her hair

dipper looked up from her lap, nuzzling his snout into her hand, so she moved to pet him instead

you’re makeup is pretty!!!

did you come from a schedule?

“i did my makeup for fun today, no schedules”

she thought for a little bit, glancing to the side then back to the live

“i was in the company for a bit a while ago, but it was more of cleaning than working, making sure nothing’s dusty, you know?”

she laughed a little bit while scrolling through the comments

how about you play the happy birthday song?

she just shook her head

“no, i think i’m good”

mark better have sent something good to you

she actually laughed the hardest so far with this comment

“he was on facetime with me until i fell asleep last night… when i woke up, he was scolding hannah unnie for messaging me too much”

she picked up a dior paper bag from the table next to her 

“he also sent me all this makeup! it’s like he has intuition because i’ve been running low on my lip glow oil, the face palette, and my blush. not to mention the flowers and the bracelet”

she places the paper bag down and leans forward to show off the silver bracelet around her wrist

you look tired are you okay?

“i’m fine, i promise”

she nodded and pressed her lips into a tight smile

“it’s just been an emotional few days, but don’t worry about me! i think i can cope for the next six or seven months”

she leaned back a bit, giving reassuring nods before a short silence took over until she was zoning out and staring at nothing

“yeah, i think i can do it”

she looked back to the live and smiled

“i think it’s time for me to go, now. next time i go live, i’ll spend longer with you guys, don’t worry!”

she leaned forward, lifting dipper’s face to be visible on screen

“this is good night from me and dipper! thanks for celebrating my birthday with me, army. love you lots, take care of yourselves, and thank you for charting spring day queen!”

-END-

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[kathbunny]

Dadbar and Baby Kyana

Silly au :3 I think somebody else had this idea first, but I can't remember who for the life of me.

Finbar attempted to place the baby down into the cradle once again, only for her to begin immediately crying when his hands weren't holding her. Finbar scooped her back up and she immediately stopped.

Finbar sat back down in his rocking chair, bouncing the baby. "Kyana, you can't be doing this. I need to sleep." Finbar whispered to her, and she giggled, reaching for his face with grabby little hands.

Finbar leaned down, kissing Kyana's little nose and she tried to grab his face. Finbar ignored this, kissing her forehead next. Kyana giggled even more. "Okay, let's try one more time. Let's set you down." Finbar said softly, slowly standing.

Finbar set Kyana down in her cradle and she burst into tears once again. Finbar, this time, stood strong, not picking her up again and instead grabbing a teddy bear.

Finbar held it above her, shaking it so Kyana could hear the bells hidden inside. She kept crying, kicking her little feet in the air. Finbar had the teddy bear boop her nose and Kyana grabbed for it. "Yeah, it's Mister Bear.. we like Mister Bear, right?"

Kyana, still crying, tried to chew on the teddy bear's paw. Finbar pulled it back, to stop her, causing Kyana to start crying even louder. "Nope, nope, nope, nope.." Finbar panicked slightly.

Finbar set aside the teddy bear, deciding he'd have to find a new method. Finbar reached for a colorful rattle that Kyana usually liked. He shook it above Kyana, letting her reach for it.

Kyana got her hands on the rattle, and her tears slowed a bit. Finbar let go of the rattle, letting Kyana shake it on her own.

"There we go.. It's okay, Kyana." Finbar reassured, yawning.

Kyana's tears slowed further and she kept shaking the rattle.

"I really do love you, you know that?" Finbar moved some of Kyana's fluffy blonde hair out of her face, finally receiving more giggles from the girl. "Goodnight, little miss." Finbar slowly backed away from the crib.

Kyana didn't cry.

Finbar let out a sigh of relief.

[sebastiansgaycousin]

Sebastian Sallow and the Mystery of the Black Cat (O.G x Animagus!Reader x Sebastian Sallow)

Sebastian meets a cat who behaves like an asshole. He's a little bit dumb, very jealous and very, very much in love with his friends.

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Reader can be read as cis or as a transman. Reader can also be read as any race. Also posted to my Ao3

Words: 3,026

The first time Sebastian saw the black cat, it had been in the potions classroom.

It was laying on top of the counter, next to the stove Sebastian was using. Amber eyes cracked ever so slightly open when Sebastian approached the potion station with an outstretched hand.

The black fur felt soft underneath his fingertips. Its coat was shiny and well kept. It had white socks on every foot except its back left paw. The one on the front right was up high compared to the others too. Soft, pink toe beans greeted Sebastian when the cat turned on its back. Sebastian rubbed underneath its chin, the cat purring appreciatively.

"Well, aren't you adorable? Are you professor Sharp's cat?" He said to the cat. The cat just purred in response, eyes closing. Sebastian chuckled and checked in with his potion. It was a batch of wiggenweld potions he made for the new fifth year, at his new friend's request. The batch was finished, glowing a neon green in the cauldron. Perfect. He started filling up the glass flasks with the liquid. Quickly, he realised he didn't have enough flasks.

The cat, who had been staring at the student for a while now, meowed. Sebastian booped its nose. "I'm going to pick up some more flasks. Can you keep an eye on my cauldron, little friend?" He asked. Something sparkled inside the honey coloured eyes. It meowed again and started licking its paw. Sebastian took it as a yes.

That was his mistake. The second he had his back turned to the cat, he heard the sound of glass breaking.

Sebastian quickly turned around to see if the cat was okay. The cat was very much alright. In fact, it was calmly sitting on the counter, looking down at the broken potion on the ground. It noticed Sebastian was looking. Its paw moved towards the next potion, softly pushing the flask to the edge of the counter. "Don't you dare do it," Sebastian whispered, loud enough for the cat to hear.

The mischievous eyes were locked with Sebastian's as the cat pushed the other potion off the desk too. A high pitched squeal left Sebastian's mouth as he rushed to the potion station. The cat jumped off and ran out of the classroom. "No, don't you dare run off you little bastard!" Sebastian exclaimed as he kneeled next to the puddle on the floor.

"Mister Sallow!" The door to Sharp's office swung open with quite a lot of force. It slammed against the stone next to it with a loud bang. The ex-auror took a second to assess the situation in front of him. Sebastian still sat on his knees next to the puddle, though fear was visible on his face. "Mister Sallow. Would you mind explaining to me what this is all about?" Sharp shot a piercing glare Sebastian's way.

"Sir, your cat - it threw my potion on the floor." Sebastian tried to explain.

Sharpe frowned at this. "Don't be ridiculous, Mister Sallow. I don't have a cat." He stated firmly. "Now, are you going to clean that up?"

The second time was while Sebastian was in the library. For once he was not sneaking in the restricted section. He was sitting at a table with his nose buried in his astronomy book. He felt how something warm jumped onto his lap. The Slytherin looked down to see the cat (who he had named Bastard since the potion incident) settle on his lap. It looked at Sebastian with a cocky look in its eyes.

The intensity of Bastard's stare was like a challenge. Sebastian couldn't figure out what it wanted or what it was going to do. Regrettably, he took too long as the black cat climbed onto the table and laid down on top of his homework.

Sebastian groaned.

"Please leave. I need to finish 20 inches on the discovery of Jupiter," he asked, trying to stay polite even though he had no reason to be. It was an animal, after all.

"Meow." The cat stated, factually. It got up and knocked his book off the table when it jumped off. It shot Sebastian a glare and Sebastian felt guilty for sending the cat away. Then, Bastard disappeared around the corner.

Sebastian wondered whose cat it was so he could tell them how rude Bastard was. With the amount of cats that had free reign to go wherever they pleased inside of the school, Sebastian doubted he’d ever find them. He groaned and bent over to pick up his book and saw that the paper had folded and one of the pages was torn at the top.

“Hey, Sebastian! I didn’t know you were studying here as well!” His new friend walked up to him and put his books down on the opposite side of the table. Then, he sat down with a heart warming smile on his face. Sebastian waved a little and put the book down on the table again.

“Hello there. I was trying to work on my paper for astronomy, but someone’s cat decided against that. Did you see it leave?” Sebastian asked. His friend frowned at the question.

“Cat? Sebastian, what are you talking about? I didn’t see anything,” He looked very worried at Sebastian. The latter was too stunned to speak. His friend took Sebastian’s hand. “Maybe you’re overworked. You should take a break! Let’s go to the Three Broomsticks to unwind a little.”

* 

The third time, it was in the Slytherin common room.

Bastard was laying next to Ominis on the couch, purring away. Ominis was reading a book and petting the cat at the same time, sitting close to the fire. Sebastian narrowed his eyes when he walked in and saw the scene in front of him.

“Ominis. What is that cat doing next to you?” He asked, sitting down on the other couch.

Ominis didn’t move to answer, fingers still going over the page. “He’s a cat, Sebastian. He doesn’t do much, besides sleeping the day away.” He said. The cat cracked open an eye to look at Sebastian, almost as if it heard and understood the conversation between the friends.

“Wait. Bastard is a male cat?” Sebastian blurted out the question using the nickname he’d given the cat. Ominous sighed and closed his book. He leaned over to place the object down on the table. The cat took this as a sign to climb onto his lap and make himself comfortable.

“You named him Bastard?”

“Yeah, the little shit has only ever thrown my items onto the floor. Including potions in the classroom, which wasn’t fun to explain to Sharp.”

Ominis chuckled at his friend. Sebastian wished he was the cat, he wanted to sleep on Ominis' lap, too. He ignored that thought and opted to simply glare daggers into the soft asshole currently purring at the way Ominis scratched behind his ears. Again, the cat appeared to look at him with a ton of cockiness in his amber eyes.

The battle for Ominis' attention was on.

*

The weeks after, Bastard started appearing more and more around Sebastian. The cat made Sebastian's life a hell in a way the wizard didn't think a cat was able to. Constantly breaking stuff, laying on top of items Sebastian needed to use and mostly just sticking to Ominis' side.

Sebastian couldn't believe it either, but he was jealous of a cat.

Then there was his friend. The prodigy had been there to listen to his complaints about the animal. They were very kind and considerate of Sebastian, who'd only been complaining lately. Even now, in the dorm.

"I don't understand it, really. What does that thing have that I don't?" He was laying on his back, head hanging over the edge as he burned a hole into Ominis' bed with his eyes. They'd been hanging out for a while now, on their rainy Saturday afternoon.

His handsome friend - who was practising some charms on his own bed - shrugged. "Whiskers? A tail? We could be here for a while if I need to list every single thing the cat has that you don't." He commented as he made an apple float in the air.

Sebastian groaned in frustration.

"Sebastian, calm down. You're jealous of a cat. Just confess your undying love to Ominis already, then you can be scratched behind your ears and be told you're a good boy too." The fifth year looked away from the floating apple, turning his head to look at Sebastian. Sebastian, meanwhile, flushed a deep scarlet.

"I don't know what you're talking about. And it sounds like you're thinking of a dog, not a cat."

"My point still stands. I really don't mind hearing you out, but it's painful to watch how much you're in love with Ominis," his friend paused to pluck the apple out of the air. Sebastian watched as he took a bite out of the apple and he felt something familiar stir in his stomach. The same feeling he got when he looked at Ominis. He filed the thought away in the furthest dusty cabinet in his brain. "Watching you deny your feelings is way more painful than the cruciatus curse. And I would know, since you cast it on me."

Sebastian groaned. "I told you I was sorry."

"I know, it was a joke. I like watching you squirm. Makes you look prettier." He replied. He got up and tossed the remains of his apple in the bin. "Anyway. I'm heading out, you're being boring. See you later!"

Sebastian watched his friend leave. A soft blush was present on his face. Did he just call Sebastian pretty? Purely out of instinct, Sebastian got up to chase them and ask about it. When he left the dorm room however, he was greeted by an empty hallway.

*

Truthfully. He'd only put his wand onto the floor next to him to tie his shoelaces again when something soft and dark rushed past him. Sebastian had looked up to see the cocky fucker peak just around the corner, his wand in Bastard's little mouth.

"Give it back." He commanded the cat. Bastard looked up at Sebastian, eyes yet again filled with mischief. The Slytherin was certain the cat understood him, especially since he was always challenging the human. Sebastian got back up and walked over.

Of course, Bastard had other plans and ran away. Sebastian cursed and ran after the cat. They ran through the corridors of Hogwarts, Sebastian focused on the white tip of Bastard's tail. If he was able to pay any attention, he'd have noticed the hallways were all abandoned.

Sebastian crashed into someone after coming around a corner. He was barely able to save himself and the person, who happened to be none other than his best friend. Holding Ominis tightly, he checked where Bastard went. He was sitting on a bench, looking at the two students with an amused look in his eyes. "Sorry Ominis," Sebastian said, eyes not leaving the amber eyes. "I was chasing Bastard, he took my wand."

Ominis appeared to be amused. "Oh, really now? A cat took your wand?" Sebastian wanted to punch and/or kiss the smugness off of Ominis’ beautiful face. Ominis had no reason to be smug either, it was not like he made the cat…

“Did you make the cat bother me?” The accusation came out a bit harsher than he had meant to. He was just so sick of the animal bothering him so much. And he wanted answers, too.

His best friend started laughing out loud. He didn’t say anything, just turned around and tried to find the cat with his wand. He eventually did and kneeled down in front of Bastard. Ominis took the wand from the jaws of the monster. “Thank you,” he said. He leaned down to kiss the top of Bastard’s hair. The cat purred and rubbed his head against Ominis’ cheek.

Sebastian’s wand was placed into his hand. Sebastian quietly thanked his friend, glad he didn’t have to get close to Bastard himself. “You owe me,” Ominis turned back to Sebastian with a grin on his face.

“Yeah yeah. Just tell me when I can do something for you,” Sebastian replied, rolling his eyes with a smile. He thought Ominis was joking. Ominis stepped closer to Sebastian.

“I know something,” Ominis stated, something indescribable on his face. Sebastian had never seen this expression on his friend’s face. It was a mix of determination and something else. It made Sebastian feel equal parts scared and attracted to his friend. Ominis took a step closer towards Sebastian, now standing in Sebastian’s personal space.

Was this still a joke? What was Ominis doing? Blood rushed to his face, turning him a nice scarlet red. He could smell Ominis now, it did things to Sebastian. Did it suddenly get hotter? “W-What do you propose?” He stuttered. He stuttered . Anne would probably laugh her ass off if Sebastian ever told her this.

Sebastian’s brain short-circuited when he felt Ominis’ lips on his own. Out of reflex more than anything, he took a step back; the kiss had been way too intense for Sebastian’s unprepared mind. He took the time to stare at his best friend, mouth wide open. Ominis now looked a bit insecure, toying with the sleeves of his robes a bit.

“Are you… Mocking me?” Sebastian asked, softly. Ominis’ eyes widened at the question, clearly confused.

“Sebastian. I’d never mock you with something like this. I’ve wanted this, I’ve wanted you for the longest time now,” Ominis confessed, making Sebastian feel dizzy with just his words. “I was too stupid to see you wanted me, too. Until he pointed it out to me.”

Sebastian folded his arms across his chest. “Explain. Now.” He gave his friend a stern look. “This doesn’t mean no, by the way. I just want to know who he is.”

His best friend smiled a little. “It’s our friend. He… Put things in perspective for me. How I feel about you, for example. He said it was obvious you were interested in me as well. I started noticing he was right, so I decided to take the leap with both of you.” Ominis’ explanation made sense. Sebastian decided he disliked that their friend read Ominis better than he himself did. Ominis had always been hard to read, Sebastian only started being able to read him better last year. And their friend knew him for less than a year and figured him out pretty quickly.

Sebastian blinked. “Wait. Both of you?” he asked.

He saw how Bastard jumped off the stone bench behind Ominis. Then, suddenly, their friend was standing behind Ominis, stretching out his limbs. Sebastian let out a high pitched squeal and jumped. Their friend chuckled softly and wrapped his arms around Ominis.

“He means you and me. Because, well, I like you both,” His soothing voice answered Sebastian’s question instead of Ominis. “Sorry, Seb. I haven’t been entirely honest to you. I’m an Animagus.”

Sebastian pointed at the boy. “You’re the one who keeps messing with me! I knew you understood the things we were saying!” He loudly exclaimed. He tried to ignore the feeling in his stomach at the sight of his friends standing in front of him like this. “How long have you known, Ominis?”

The memory of seeing Ominis and Bastard (in cat form) relaxing on the couch in the common room came to mind. It kind of pissed Sebastian off, if he was being honest. Ominis, ever perceptive of his friend’s behaviour, spoke up. “I’ve known for a few days. When he confessed his feelings for both of us to me. We were devising a plan to confess to you, though I didn’t know he was going to do it out of nowhere like this.”

Bastard let go of Ominis and moved to stand next to him. He reached for Sebastian’s hand and squeezed it tight. “I just couldn’t wait any longer. I want you two to be mine,” he stated, pretty eyes darting between his two friends. Sebastian’s blush returned to his face. He let himself be pulled closer by Bastard, his two friends now in his personal space. He watched as Bastard moved behind Ominis again and whispered something in Ominis’ ear, then kissed his cheek. Ominis’ cheeks turned a dusty pink as he blushed. It made Sebastian’s stomach flip.

A hand cupped Sebastian’s jaw. It slid up and behind his head, fingers weaving through his brown hair. It was Bastard (he really wasn’t going to let go of this nickname), who looked at him with the mischievous eyes Sebastian had come to know from his cat form. Honestly, how he didn’t put two and two together and figured it out quickly was beyond him. He didn’t have time to think as he saw Ominis lean in again.

This time, Sebastian was prepared for the kiss. Ominis’ lips were soft and gentle for no reason, but they were. They went beyond Sebastian's wildest dreams and suddenly it felt all too real. He closed his eyes and wrapped an arm around Ominis as they kissed. He felt another set of lips below his ear; they were a bit rougher, more chapped but pleasant nonetheless.

Eventually, Ominis pulled back for air. His lips were red and swollen and he looked soft. His guard was fully down now. It warmed Sebastian’s heart. Then, Bastard kissed him, but only briefly. He smirked and appeared to be satisfied with himself.

Sebastian sighed. “Fine. If Bastard stops throwing my stuff off surfaces, I’ll be yours.”

The Animagus laughed. “Aw, you’re really going to keep using that nickname for me? And we only just got together, sweetcheeks.”

Sebastian cringed at that nickname. “Shut up, before I change my mind.”

Again, Bastard laughed and Ominis chuckled too. Sebastian rolled his eyes and rested his head on Ominis' shoulder, blowing air into Bastard's neck. It was the happiest he had felt in a few years and silently, he really didn't mind his new lover's prankis if it ended up like this.

[itzcherrybonbon]

Copy-pasted from a roleplay I'm doing with @imyourviolet

-"Aww..You must be sleepy, aren't you?" [North softly smiled, rocking the little one in his arms]

-Iris purrs louder and louder. Her eyes getting heavy. She fight sleep for only a short minute before she loses the battle and succumbs to sleep. She falls into a deep sleep. Full belly, warm, safe, and comfortable. N her sleep she clings to him, as if he may run off and she be alone again.

-[North hummed, glad that little Iris went to sleep. He carefully sat down and leaned against the cold wall, keeping her safe in his arms] "So this is what it feels like to be a parent, huh.." [He smiled to himself, and yawned a little]

-Iris sleeps a long nap. When she wakes up, its the next day. She wakes up with a jolt and looks around from n Norths arms. She curls closer to him. Loving the warmth.

-[North was in a deep slumber, quietly snoring.]

-Iris sees a cricket and stares at it for a minute before sliding out of Norths arms. Curiousity wins this round. She pounces after the cricket. It gives her zoomies! She zooms and nooms after it n the cave. She finally catches it but it gets out of her paws and hops out. She explores the cave den. When he wakes up, shes stuck on a rock at the top of the cave. Just under the ceiling.

-[North panicked, instantly running up to get her. His pupils staring at her and not looking away for one second. He carefully climbs the rock, reaching out to get her. He grabs her in his arms and jumps down from the rock. Then North worriedly checks her for any injuries] "You scared me there kiddo..How did you even climb there?-" [he sighed]

-Iris has no injuries from that. Shes got cuts and bruises under her dense black coat from her time running. It conceals a lot, her fur. She giggles and sneezes before doing a blep

-"Aww, you're so adorable" [North chuckled, booping her nose]

-Iris hugs his hand. Cooing happily. She fumbles with her words, speaking baby babble. She plays with his hand and gives it a nom. Tis a gentle nom

[ends there because I still have to respond]

HE'S A PROUD DADA Y'ALL HE'S A PROUD DADA

@fandomsoda

@krispzchaps

@dreamsb0u

@koshka-in-the-corner

[star-kissed583]

Pet play date | JJ, Dark, +ego pets

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"Look I know it's a lot. So if you need any help, I already called the Ipliers and they can for sure come and help you out with this! We don't want you to be overwhelmed to take care of all of them-" Chase reassured as he watched as they stood in the middle of the living room with everyone's pets.

Jay smiles softly, holding his pet Rabbit, Peaches, in his arms as he nods, "It's quite alright champ. No need to worry about me. Now go on. All of you guys need to get going, I have everything under control."

"If you say so...let me know if Pringle's is being mean or anything." Anti warned before gently booping Pringle, his yellow belly ball python.

Jay watched as his friends said their goodbyes to their pets before leaving his house. He looked around his living room, seeing all the different animals in his house.

There was his own pets, his tan and dark brown spotted bunny-Peaches-that laid in his arms calmly. As well as his little dark brown hedgehog-Nutmeg. Who was over by Jackie's pet dog.

Jackie's dog is a German shepherd named Tucker. Tucker was a light tan and black dog with bright blue eyes. He was probably the most tamed pet in the whole group. Just sitting on the floor, smelling Nutmeg gently and with curiosity.

Marvin's cat is a Birman cat that is named Anise. She's all white with bright blue eyes. She was sitting on the coffee table, licking her paw quietly while giving Chase's dog a side eye.

Chase's pets are a Dachshund dog named Tootsie and a blue parakeet named Tweety. Tootsie is a simple black and tan wiener dog that was sitting by the coffee table, simply barking at Anise. While Tweety was in her cage, swinging in her little swing while seeming to be singing.

Then there was Anti's pet...a yellow belly ball python snake. His pet is named Pringle, who was simple slithering around JJ's feet and looking up at Peaches curiously.

Henrik's pets are a Poodle names Otto and a tonkinese cat named Minka. Both were simply chilling by the window next to each other. Sitting on the floor as they looked around.

As JJ looks around where he stood-he began to feel a sense of overwhelmed. Realizing the amount of animals he was in charge of.

'Yeah imma need to call for some help...god what did I get myself into...' he thinks, gently setting Peaches down on the ground as he goes and gets his phone. Being careful of where he stepped in order not to accidentally step on one of the pets.

Peaches was sniffing as she looked around. She wasn't used to the amount of bodies in their house. It made her feel nervous as she looked around. Only to squeak and jump back a bit when peaches noticed the snake slithering towards her. Her ears going down and freezing in place.

Pringles made a soft hissing sound as he went up to the nervous bunny. He gently flicked his tongue at her a bit- catching her sent with his tongue. He smiled, simply coiling in place-in front of Peaches. "hey...It's alright I won't hurt you! I'm Pringlessss! What's your name?" Pringles asked in a soft voice. Which only came out as hisses if JJ was listening.

Peaches stared at Pringles for a bit. She was trying her best to calm down and see if she could trust the snake. Peaches was always nervous around new creatures. Hell it took her a while to get comfortable with her owner-JJ-and with Nutmeg the hedgehog.

"Peaches.... Nice to meet you..." She mumbles softly.

Pringles let out a hiss of happiness as he wiggled a little in place, "Oh that's great to hear! You're very shy. But that's okay! You seem super nice!" He mentions as he goes over to get closer to Peaches. The bunny's ears going up a little as she listens to Pringles speak to her. Listening as Pringles began to speak more in order to get to know her

Tucker meanwhile was laying on the floor-his tail wagging excitedly as he nudged Nutmeg softly. "hey! Who are you? You seem so cute for a little spiny ball!"

"Hey! Watch it dog! I am not afraid to unleash my spines!" Nutmeg growled as he hopped in place a bit and glares up at the dog angrily.

"Well aren't you just an adorable thing! I'm Tucker!!" The German Shepard let out a soft bark as his tail wagged happily.

Nutmeg stares at the dog. He narrows his eyes a bit, "I'm not adorable." He answered with a grumble before looking down a bit, "I'm nutmeg.."

"Gah! Don't do that!" Nutmeg basically screeched when Tucker suddenly licked his face. Having it been unexpected-nutmeg was basically upside down now. Being helped by the excited puppy to be turned back so he could stand.

"Sorry! Sorry! I got too excited! It's nice to meet you! We'll be great friends!" Tucker claimed, hopping onto his paws.

"Yeah...great friends." Nutmeg mumbles, slightly with doubt. Watching as the dog offered for him to ride on his back.

With a shrug, Nutmeg took the chance and went to sit on the back of Tucker. As Tucker went to excitedly meet the other animals. Nutmeg curling up on the soft back of the dog.

Otto, Henrik's poodle, yawned as she stretched softly. She huffs, looking around as she could hear the singing of the bird. Looking down at Minka, Henrik's cat, she gently nudged her, "I'm gonna talk with the bird. She seems interesting." She told her before getting up and walking over to the bird.

Chase's bird is a blue parakeet, named Tweety. Tweety was simply swinging on her swing, singing softly as she swung around.

When Otto came up to her, Tweety's wings flapped a bit from being startled. She looks over, seeing the poodle dog smiling at her, "I'm sorry, I missed what you said." She mumbles shyly.

"Oh! I said I love your singing! I'm Otto by the way!" She spoke with a smile, her tail wagging gently as she looked up at the bird.

Tweety smiles, flying off her swing and getting closer to where Otto is, "It's lovely seeing you Otto. You have pretty eyes! I'm Tweety!"

Otto's tail went up hearing that. Her tail wagging even more, "aw! Thank you Tweety! That was so sweet of you!" She squealed. Her toes tapping the floor happily. Otto's eyes are one Hazel colour while the other is a light blue.

Tweety giggles as she watches. Flapping her wings happily, happy to have made a new friend.

Minka was curled up on a chair. Simply relaxing with her eyes closed, when she felt something brush over her fur. Opening one eye, she sees that another cat has gotten on the chair she was on. At first, shrugging it off, only to let a startled meow when another animal got on the chair.

Sitting up, she sees another cat there with her, as well as a Chase's dachshund dog. Minka huffs as she yawns, "What do you two want?" She asked tiredly.

Anise, Marvin's white cat, meows softly as she tilts her head, "is there a problem that we're here, darlin?? We just want to get to know you. I'm Anise."She purrs.

Tootsie, Chase's dog, stretched as he curls up on a spot of the chair, "You look absolutely darlin! It's good your owner takes care of your fur. Oh and I'm Tootsie." He hums.

Minka stares at the two in a bit of disbelief before huffing. She goes up to the armrest and looks down at them, "I'm Minka."

'I'm on my way.' Jay received that message from Dark. With a sigh of relief. He looks back in the living room, seeing that most of the animals are getting along. Walking in the room, JJ flinched when a puff of black smoke appeared next to him and then suddenly Dark was standing there.

This time though-Dark wasn't in his fancy suit like always. He sported a simple black button up shirt-the first two buttons undone.

Dark checks his watch, "hey Jay! I came as quick as I can-sorry, I had to explain to Google_B what to—Oh my goodness..." he was about to explain. Only for his sentence to trail off as he sees just how many animals there was.

At that time, JJ was picking up Tootsie. He looks over, seeing Dark. After knowing he had a good grip on Tootsie, JJ rushed over, "good! You're here! C'mon, we need to prepare them some food. Um lemme see the notes they left." He says as he grabs his notes that he took earlier.

"I already know Peaches and nutmeg's food. So don't worry about that. The cat's, Anise, Marvin's cat right there, loves her food perfectly chopped in small pieces. All equal or similar sizes-or else she won't eat the slightly bigger or smaller pieces. Also, she'll only eat from her purple bowl. God so special..." Jay began to explain. Just reading off of the sheet as he walks to the kitchen. He gently set Tootsie down as he huffs.

Dark listens while staring at the pets. Knowing it's gonna be a difficult time, "Alright...c'mon guys, let's get you some food in you." He says once JJ finished reading. Going to the kitchen to help JJ set the food.

"Let's divide. I'll do Marvin, Henrik's and mine. And you do Jackie's, Chase's, and Anti's." JJ signs before giving Dark the sheet of food for those pets.

Together they worked on getting the food prepared.

Once it was ready, Dark clapped his hands to gather the attention of the creatures, "Foods ready! Pringles, this is yours. Then Tootsie, and here you go tweety. And lastly Tucker." He says as he sets the bowls down and giving Tweety's bowl through the cage.

As he said the names, the animals went over to their bowls to eat.

Jay did the same with the help of Dark. Watching as all the pets ate from their bowls. Dark joined beside JJ, smiling a little, "Well...I'm prepared for the day. How long do we gotta watch them?"

Jay checked his watch, his smile falling, "well...hope you're prepared for another couple hours...they get off at 10pm-"

"Goodness gracious...well let's get to it-it's only 9am..."

Jay let out nervous giggles as he huffs. Going to get the things him and Dark will need. At least he could get to know Dark a little more better now. Watching as Dark sat on the floor and Otto went over with Pringles.

Otto easily laying her head on Dark's lap as Pringles went up his arm and curled around it a bit. Only for some of the other animals go over to also meet Dark.

Jay smiles softly, 'this won't be so bad then.' He thinks as he scoops Nutmeg-who had been head butting his foot. Nutmeg giving JJ kisses on the cheek. Making JJ smile and laugh softly.

[fduplegacy]

Audrey was coming back home when she passed by one of those "adopt a rescue" pop-ups in the main plaza.

There was this sad looking Doberman with a chipped ear and a scar in its eye. He was looking at all the small puppies playing with the other passerbyes.

Something struck Audrey deeply about this scene. The dog was still young, but looked very rough. There were marks on its fur around the neck, and his tail wagged slowly whenever it seemed like a child would approach it, yet it's size and the scar made their mothers pull the children away before they could get to him.

Audrey got closer to the poor dog. It kept its head on the ground, but the tail wagged faster and faster with each step she took. When she kneeled down, it finally raised its head towards her, carefully sniffing her hand as she reached out.

One of the volunteers approached the scene cautiously, mild panic on his face as Audrey's hand got closer and closer to the dog¡s mouth. He stopped in his tracks once the pup just closed its eyes once Audrey booped his nose.

"Huh, he didn't bi-" he cleared his throat, "he seems to like you..." he tried to fix. The dog pushed her hand over its head and Audrey began to scratch behind its ears. His paw began to scratch the ground at the gesture.

"How old is he?" She asked softly. Voice raspy since it was the first time she spoke to anyone since Adam left for a hunting trip about 2 days ago.

"About 3 years old. We freed him and others from an underground fight club. He hates people but he's calm around children. Besides the first few days after we rescued him, he's very docile and doesn't bite... unless people get too close..." he explained.

The dog tentatively stood up to get closer to Audrey, only to sit between her legs just moments later, it kept pushing his head to her hand, his eyes were big and his ears were pushed back against its head. It looked so sad yet so happy to be petted. Audrey wondered what kind of life he had before, he was basically vibrating in happiness from being pet.

"Are the scars from fighting other dogs?" She asked softly, all while she kept scratching the puppy, eyes roaming its face.

"Some of them yeah, the ear and the one in the eye are. The one around the neck... he pulled a lot against the chain he was kept on. He was still bleeding when we got him. There's also a burn by his paw that we've been taking care of, he hates being held down tho, so it's a bit troublesome." He chuckled. He tried getting closer to pet him along with Audrey, but the dog growled. He had a gold tooth. She smiled. The volunteer took a couple of steps back before sighing.

"Is he trained?" Audrey asked. The dog had flopped to the ground, turning its belly up asking for scratches. Audrey complied.

"We think so, he doesn't obey us most of the time, but the police said that he stood at the feet of the previous owner, it attacked on command and apparently it had a specific place to do its business. He hasn't done a mess in the cage we keep him in, so I gotta vouch for that." He explained.

"Is he vaccinated?" She asked while looking up at him. The volunteer looked between the dog and Audrey. Sighing deeply.

"As much as I want him to find a home, maybe it's best if you go take a look at the other puppies, miss. This one is... difficult." he shook his head slightly, pulling a leash from his fanny pack and trying to calmly approach the dog. It immediately went into attack mode and snarled at him.

"No. I'll take him with me." She said decisively, scratching the dog's chin until the snarl turned into a happy pant.

"Are you sure, miss? He could get dangerous... and I'm sorry, but I don't think you can handle such a big dog..." he gave Audrey a once over.

She didn't blame him. Her baggy clothes made her look smaller than what she actually was. Simone called it a "sleeper build" first time she saw her in a sports bra and shorts. Still, she understood why a guy who didn't know her would be wary to freely give her a dangerous dog. He shouldn't worry too much about it though... she's survived Adam so far, so what was so different about a mutt?

"Why bring him if you didn't want him to get adopted? He's coming with me and that's final. Where do I sign?" The employee shifted. They did bring the dog out to get it used to seeing people again, to try and make him less aggressive towards adults, maybe then he'd get sent to the K9 academy to help cops... then again, he seemed to quite like her, what would the harm be?

"Well, if you're certain..." he meekly brought an adoption form and a pen. Audrey stood up to fill it out, but as soon as she did, the dog whined. She looked down to him to find the poor puppy pleading with his eyes, pawing at Audrey's leg softly while sniffing.

"Don't cry. You're coming with me." She firmly said to it, yet somehow the dog understood, sitting on its hind legs while happily wagging its tail as Audrey filled out the forms.

Half an hour -and a trip to the pet store- Audrey and Brutus were on their way home.

At the much begging of the volunteer and the vet from the pet store, the Doberman was leashed. It took some treats and a good long sniff of the bright orange nylon material for the dog to agree to it. The plaque had a pumpkin on one side, and Audrey's phone number and Brutus engraved in the other.

The dog walked happily along the street, carrying a paper bag of treats in its mouth while Audrey waddled with the large food bag. Her backpack had some dog toys, the plates for the food and water, puppy pads, poop bags, a chest leash, an extra collar and the medicines prescribed to take care of the scars and burn.

Audrey adjusted the bag on her hip while she took out the keys to the house. The dog sat politely on the porch while Audrey fiddled with the lock.

Once inside, Brutus made it a task to sniff all around the first floor of the house -after leaving his treats carefully next to the shoe rack-, checking all corners and under all the furniture for threats. All the while, Audrey hid the bag in one of the empty doors of the pantry, right next to the container full of cat food. She made a mental note to buy another one for Brutus, as well as a dog bed. It didn't fit in her backpack, and Adam took the truck on his trip, she thought about waiting until he came back to get it.

Once everything was put in place, Audrey found Brutus on alert, eyes locked behind the door to what used to be her mother's bedroom, now it was Austin Purrwers' -her cat- room. She grimaced when she realized that maybe bringing a dog to a cat house was not the best idea... but she was nothing if not stubborn. They'll have to get along eventually, she thought.

"Brutus." She called. His ears twitched in her direction, but he didn't move. "Brutus, down." She ordered. The dog scoffed but sat. Eyes still glued to the door.

"That's Ozzy's room. Ozzy is your friend. NOT food." She said in a severe tone. The dog wouldn't lose sight of the shadow under the door.

"Ozzy, back!" She yelled. The shadow disappeared as a soft jinggle was heard. The dog finally looked away from the door, wagging its tail at Audrey as his tongue came out of his mouth in a goofy smile.

"...this is gonna be hard." She sighed. The dog tilted it's head.

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About a week later, Adam comes back to a suspiciously quiet home. For a moment he thought he had the wrong address, he noticed a large dog bed right next to the sofa... and four bowls on the floor near the kitchen counter, two bigger than the first ones, and placed higher up on the ground.

Ozzy came out of his room to greet him, meowing loudly to his dad. That's when he finally realized that yes, this was the right house. The small black ball of fur purred loudly as he pressed himself against Adam's leg. He bent down to pick up the small thing, almost as if carrying a baby. The cat closed its eyes happily as Adam scratched his chin.

"Hey... where's your mum?" He cooed.

Just then he heard the door being opened. In walks Audrey with a scary-ass dog happily leashed. Hell, Adam saw the Doberman cleaning its paws on the floor mat before coming in...

She smiled, walking up to hug her husband without letting go of the leash. The cat yapped when it got squished between his two owners. "I saw your truck pass by the park," She pulled his jacket down to kiss him. He let her, still without saying a word. She saw the confusion in his face, as well as how he was holding Ozzy tighter in his arms, hiding him from the dog's view. The cat didn't seem all that much alarmed though.

"Cherry... love of my life... that's a dog," he said, chin pointing towards Brutus. The dog shook before sitting down. He was panting but didn't seem too bothered.

"Your dog," She said happily. Taking the red vest off Brutus before letting him trot towards his water bowl. She then took Ozzy from Adam's arms and let him fall into his room before closing the door. Adam just stood there. Confused and baffled at the scene.

"...why?" He asked. Stupefied.

"He's so you. He's already trained. He likes Ozzy too, took me a hot moment... but he won't eat him." She explained, wrapping her arms around her husband's waist. Adam jolted when Brutus nudged the back of his leg, sniffing the strangely familiar scent. Adam was slightly alarmed.

"...He's... so... me?" He asked slowly, the dog was circling him, but seemed uninterested in biting. Adam was mostly concerned about the tough appearance, yet Audrey didn't have any new scratches or bites...

"He looks just like you," Audrey bent down to squish the dog's face. He closed his eyes and nuzzled his owner's hands as she scratched behind his ears. "Didn't you say you wanted a dog as a kid?" She asked while looking up at her husband. He shrugged and made a face.

"I did yeah... but you do also remember I told you that when I finally did get one, she tried to eat my mom's cat?" He tried to reason with her. She stood back up and grabbed his wrist, pulling it so that Brutus could sniff him some more. His tail wagged faster as the smell finally clicked in its mind.

"Which is why I got him. I even got him used to your scent all over the week just to make sure he knows you before you arrived, plus, I'm not giving him back now... he's already attached to us," she argued. Brutus stopped sniffing Adam and had begun licking his hand. Adam tried to hold back a smile, but wasn't able to.

"...us?" He asked softly, shyly. His eyes were shining when he turned to see Audrey.

"Us, as in... Ozzy, me... and you. He's yours, Adam." She cooed with a small smile. Adam took a quiet sharp breath.

"...he's mine?" His smile was big and goofy. Almost as big as when she had said 'yes' after he proposed.

Audrey nodded, smiling back just as happily as he was. In less than a second, she was in Adam's arms, lifted off the ground and spun around. Brutus barked concerned and pawed at Adam to let go of Audrey.

Adam was giggling the entire time, until he put Audrey back down and then focused on Brutus. He gushed about everything about the dog. The way his ears stood up when his name got called, the pumpkin in his tag, the badass gold tooth, the scar across his eye, the way the tail wagged happily with each scratch and pet... Adam was beyond elated.

From that day forward, Adam could be seen twice daily jogging around town, or at the park, Brutus always by his side. If people found him scary before, this was much much worse... worst of all, the dog was all too happy to scare people. More than once he growled at unsuspecting passerbyes at the park before looking back at Adam with a happy face.

He even got Brutus a spiked collar and sunglasses for whenever he took him grocery shopping, knowing the dog loved to sit on the trunk with his tongue out.

He never took him on hunting or business trips, there was no need. He knew Audrey could handle him and it would save the trouble of getting a pet passport. Besides, it was good protection to have him in the home. Although Adam was more than aware that Audrey didn't need it.

She was also right when she said that Brutus and Ozzy got along well. More than once, be found them sleeping together on the couch. The little black cat got lost in the black fur of the big dog.

[celestialmantdonna]

Mantis was happy to fade into the background for a bit. With or without confidence, the empath was not one to need the spotlight. She smiled, happy to witness her Abilisks interacting with people; the creatures were feared in the galaxy, seen as nothing but monstrous abominations. The residents of Knowhere needed to realize that the Abilisks were good.

With careful movements, Mantis took the drink that Drax had barely touched, she placed a straw on it and she took a sip, her eyes on Prince Nuada as he started to pet the Abilisks. Rocket, standing on a tall chair behind the bar, used a cloth to dry a glass, his movements somewhat annoyed. He glanced at Mantis, and she blinked.

"What?"

"I didn't say anythin'," Rocket replied, tone dry.

"Rocket, I know you. What is it?"

"Why're you lookin' at the Prince like that?" Rocket inquired, setting the glass down.

"Huh?" Mantis blinked again. "Because he is wearing a golden shirt. It is a color that tends to attract attention."

"Right. Even though Adam's golden himself and you don't stare at him like that."

"Okay, fine! I stare at him because he is looking good." Mantis frowned and sipped the drink, trying to ignore the face Rocket made.

"Hey," he said gently. "Bug... no."

"No what?"

"Just no." Rocket repeated. Nuada was distracted with the Abilisks, so it was time Rocket knocked some sense into Mantis. "Don't catch feelings for that guy."

"I do not catch feelings for someone just because they look good, Rocket. I am not that shallow," Mantis stated, using the straw to stir the drink.

"I know, but–" Rocket shrugged, shoving his paws into his pockets. "You saved his people when you brought 'em here. You exhausted yourself growing entire fuckin' forests for 'em. You personally made sure they were comfortable. And instead of sayin', 'wow, Mantis has done so much for us, I better not ask anything of her ever', what did he do? Give you a fuckin'... glowin' green seed or whatever. No hesitation. He shoved more responsibilities onto you, because God forbid you rest!"

"You tried to bite me the first time I attempted to pet you," Mantis pointed out, though Rocket's anger didn't hurt her – she knew it wasn't directed at her. "And I didn't let that discourage me, I still wanted to be your friend. We all have a past. We all have the right to change."

"That's different," he said. "I didn't think I owed you shit. This guy? He sent you a clear message: no matter what you do for him, for his whole kind, it isn't enough and you could always do more. And I don't fuckin' like it."

Mantis' gaze fell pensively. "I helped them because I wanted to, and you know that. I expect nothing in return."

"That's all very nice, but just because you don't expect anythin' in return that doesn't mean he should abuse your kindness. You left because you were done livin' for others. If he's mad at you, he should realize he... contributed to that."

"He is not mad at me. If he was, I would know. I hugged him, and I learned he is happy to see me." Mantis stirred her drink with the straw and finished it, before softly pushing the glass toward the raccoon. "Can I have a refill?"

Rocket gave her a nudge. "You can have anythin' you want in this life, ladybug. You don't need permission."

"I am not asking permission, Rocket, you are the bartender!" Mantis did her best to sound annoyed, but her smile betrayed her. She always had so much fun with the Guardians.

"Well, that's true." Rocket chuckled. "I'll give you that. Sorry for the, uh, unsolicited advice. I'm still tryin' to unlearn a lot of stuff, like you are."

Mantis shook her head. "It's okay. It is. I know you are just trying to look out for me." She softly booped his nose. "Thank you, Rocket. You are a good friend."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Rocket took her drink and turned away to prepare another.

Mantis laughed before her attention returned to the Abilisks. One was giving some children a ride. Two was tentatively exploring the place, and Three was lifting a large tentacle to pat Nuada's head. People were slowly approaching them, though the giant creatures occupied so much space, one had to actively try to stay away from them in order to do so.

Going Knowhere || closed with thenexusofsouls

She was home. Mantis was finally home again. Not because Knowhere was her home as a place, but because home was where the Guardians were.

It had been two years since Mantis chose to bid farewell to the Guardians, leaving to find her own purpose while Quill left to return to Earth. The Celestial siblings had stopped running from their past, and it was freeing, as scary as the choice had been. Mantis had taken the three Abilisks with her… and the green seed Nuada gave her, of course.

Moments after landing, Mantis was greeted by some of the residents that lived on Knowhere. She rarely wanted to draw attention to herself, but she knew the three giant Abilisks would attract a few looks. Drax was all over her. He had picked her up at least three times to hug her, tightly squeezing Mantis until her eyes bulged from her skull. Part of the reason why Mantis had been at peace leaving his side was because now there were other children, children who needed him, after he spent years protecting Mantis since she reminded him of his daughter.

“Okay, Drax, enough! I want to say hello to everyone else,” she exclaimed, patting his back until he finally put her down.

Nebula, Kraglin and Adam hugged her affectionately, but soon enough Groot pushed them aside so he could hug Mantis, as well as Rocket. Cosmo licked Mantis’ face and Mantis giggled, patting the dog’s head. Cosmo was still the best girl in the galaxy.

When Mantis asked where Quill was, Drax told her he was still on Earth, but he wrote to the Guardians regularly to let them know he was okay. They were family, all of them, and they would always be.

“I say we throw a party tonight,” Rocket suggested. “You’re back, bug. We've gotta celebrate. What do ya think?”

“That sounds good! Thank you, Rocket,” Mantis said.

“Abilisks!” someone cried nearby, and collective screaming followed.

After reassuring everyone that the Abilisks were with her, lest panic took over all of Knowhere, Mantis asked the Guardians if they knew where Prince Nuada was. She had left without saying goodbye to anyone but the Guardians, and she wondered if Nuada would be angry with her. Rocket and Groot offered to look after her Abilisks while Mantis looked for the Elven Prince.

Mantis walked with more self-assurance than before. She no longer held her hands in front of her body, letting her arms swing at her sides instead. She was more poised now, secure in herself yet more mellow. Confident – but not unfriendly. As if her two years of complete independence had allowed her to grow more than her several centuries with Ego. She wandered over to the spot where Nuada was, following the direction Rocket had told her, and a few bark children appeared to say hello. Mantis smiled and waved at them. She remembered taking them to Knowhere shortly after bringing Nuada's people, as well as Mr. Wink. She never wanted Nuada to choose either his people or his friends; he could have both. She tilted her head when she spotted Nuada, and offered a polite smile.

"Hello," she said, trying not to make things awkward. "Good to see you," she added. "Okay, I know I left without saying goodbye, but... I already said goodbye to my friends, and I realized if I stayed a little longer to say goodbye to everyone, I would not leave. I would just think about how much I would miss everyone and stay. The seed is fine, by the way! I have been speaking to it regularly and making sure it knew it was a good seed. My Abilisks would keep it safe when I couldn't, so... yeah."

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