#but all of a sudden he sees that he has feelings for kitty and probably has for a long time

[boromirswife]

AU for the Cinderella panto: When Thomas and Kitty are supposed to hug, she instead kisses him, leaving Thomas intensely flustered and confused and questioning his feelings.

[dancingbabya-notes]

Their name for you

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Your partner didn’t always call you by the nickname he has for you now, but there was a reason that he started referring to you that way.

Characters: Togata Mirio, Amajiki Tamaki, Shinso Hitoshi, Bakugo Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijiro, Shoji Mezo, Todoroki Shoto

!!!this version is fixed and has the rest of todoroki's part!!!

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Mirio

You simply shook the snow that was covering your wings and quickly melted sending a terrible chill up your spine. “Fuck it’s freezing.”

“Oh, come on L/N, it’s not that cold.” Yuyu laughs as she throws another snowball at your back.

Squeaking when the snow slides down your skin between your wings. “Yuyu!” Your quirk picked up making the immediate section around you colder.

Suddenly someone’s hands were on your shoulders. “Now Birdy, calm down a little bit. If you’re cold I can just keep your warm.”

You nearly shoved your classmate away with your wings, but the bandage that was holding two of the four in splints prevented that. “Mirio, I’d beat you if I could.”

“Awe come on Sunshine, don’t pout.”

Sighing a bit, you lean back into his hold. “Fuck off.”

“That’s my Birdy.”

You quirked a brow. “You know if anyone, but you called me birdy I’d probably get suspended.”

Feeling his chest as he hums you roll your eyes before continuing the walk to class.

Amajiki

“Y/N.” you whip around completely forgetting where you were and the pile of fabric that your classmates had stacked on your head to see how much weight could be put on your head before you stopped working-- which was a lot more than they thought so they stopped mid-way.

Your body teetered as you tried to adjust it, so you sat properly-- not a poor example of a shrimp while you were working on your projects-- and you also fell backward because a lot of the fabric was still attached to the bolts. Before you could fall back into the precariously placed bag of sewing supplies, arms pulled you up, so you were at least on the tips of your feet as Amajiki kept you from sustaining further injury than was allowed.

“Sorry Amajiki,” you chuckle a little bit glancing at the mess behind you. “Damn I could have sworn I told them to clean up everything after they were done.”

“Are you okay Lovely?” His face was red, and he would probably pass out if he didn’t calm down soon.

“Yes, I’m fine, but why the nick name all of a sudden?” you chuckle making sure you had a clear space to stand.

You could just see his head practically burning up from how red he was getting. “ I- I

Smiling, you give him a quick hug. “I like it, Tamaki.”

He stood there for a moment before pulling his tall form into a ball on the ground, incoherent rambling comes out, but you did hear a mention of your name and how he thought lovely suited you which made your ears burn as you tried to busy yourself with cleaning up the mess.

Shinso

He could have been stereotypical and called you “Kitten” or “kitty” but no. You didn’t remember a cat in his eyes, and no matter how much he argued that he was a cat person, your personality was not cat like.

“Puppy, are we out of the cat treats again?” Hitoshi asked one day while you were busy cleaning the bathroom.

You nearly took out the tub spout with the speed with which your head came up, recoiling from impact you fell face first into the cloth you were using to clean the tub. There was no worry about chemical burn you were rinsing the tub which made how you hit the tub spout even more confusing. Hitoshi runs into the bathroom to see what happened and if you were okay.

Although it was a bit strained you managed to speak. “Y-yeah we ran out a few days ago I wrote it on the fridge.”

Shutting off the water and checking the back of your head for any sign of blood Hitoshi groans. “Thats not important are you okay puppy?”

There it was again. You look up at him, eyes big as you point to yourself. “You mean me puppy?”

“Yes, you’re…

He didn’t get a chance to finish his explanation as you ignored the slight throbbing in the back of your head as you practically tackled him to the ground into a hug. Defeated and tired, his hand rubs your back as he doesn’t even bother getting off the still very wet floor, he’d have to take a long bath later and he’d be lucky if you let him have that long before you complained that you wanted his attention again.

“Yup, definitely a puppy.” he sighs, as you hug him a little tighter. It was a wonder you weren’t in any specialized field with how much strength you had, but it was mainly due to working at your family’s pet shelter and being the only one confident enough to handle the more playful dogs.

Bakugo

You’d called your boyfriend many different terms of affection depending on how you were feeling. But he very rarely used one for you. It didn’t matter to you because you knew he showed affection differently.

“Tsuki!” You shout from the second floor of your house, you both decided early on to buy a house and whoever wanted to keep it could not that it mattered he had absolutely no plans of leaving you alone at any time.

When you were met with silence you leaned out of the doorway. “Tsuki!” being a little bit louder.

Thinking that he was wearing headphones or something you were about to scream for him. Only for him to tap you on the shoulder. Nearly jumping from your skin, you leaned a little too far on the banister. His arm catching you before you can fall over.

“I just keep catching you don’t I, happy?”

You nearly narrow your eyes at him, but he just pulls you closer before kissing the top of your head.

“Happiness needs someone to be Happy.” he mumbles.

You smile as you hug him tightly. “We gotta replace the banister now, don’t we?”

“Yes, we do, the hell were you yelling about anyway?” he frowns looking into the room you were just in.

You pull him in and point. “Ah, um… we should probably call an exterminator.”

Midoriya

You roll your eyes as Midoriya was once again showing off during agency training, everyone was doing their best to get stronger and not everyone had the correct conditions to train their quirks-- you included, seeing as every time you tried to train you regenerative quirk you were practically grounded to the school. IT wasn’t like you didn’t understand why he was praised, there was more to it than simply training. But you still found yourself saying: “Congratulations do you want a cookie?”

Midoriya smiles as he pulls you into a tight hug. “Yes, I do Cookie.”

Your heart leapt a bit as he did this, but deciding to be a bit of a menace he bites your cheek. Pushing him away you huff. “That’s not sanitary I’m covered in sweat.”

Suddenly he was pushed off you. “For fucks sake keep your damn hands to yourself.” Bakugo groans as he nudges you a bit too.

Which was a bit of an alarm for you since he was not one to pull his punches with any of them. You grab his arm watching as he seemed to relax a bit. “How long have you been avoiding me Blasty?”

“None of your damn business mind reader.”

“Awe come on, Kacchan, Cookie is as sweet on you as they are on me,” Midoriya pouts a bit as he pushes against Bakugo’s still extended arm.

Bakugo rolls his eyes a bit as he doesn’t budge. “I don’t want any part of your sappy relationship.”

“Are you sure? Puppy would probably be much more excited if you were a part of it,” you tease as you wait for your quirk to stop patching him up.

Kaminari

Bouncing from one foot to the other you hated waiting for Power-loader to allow you into the lab, it wasn’t like you were banned from it you simply were given time limits. With your quirks it was kind of like a cooldown because who knew how dazed you’d be if you spent the entire day using your flame breath. Once allowed inside you zip from one space to another quickly grabbing your things and returning to your earlier tasks. Kaminari, who needed you to recalibrate his disk shooters.

“You look like a little bumblebee buzzing about.” He chuckles.

Pausing in your tracks you look directly at him. “Thank you for the compliment. Now put your disk shooters on my table space so I can start fixing them.”

“Of course, bumblebee,” He beams before getting hit with something.

“No. No.” You frown covering your face, because now your heart was in your ears. Great you’ll have to face the consequences of this later because this idiot decided to say something like that. Making fall a little bit more in love with him.

Hearing a sharp. “L/N!” before trying to clean up the mess you’d just made.

Kirishima

Since you had a harder time with Japanese than you’d like to admit so early on in your relationship you called your friend Kirishima “Edgy” because for some reason his name just made you think that was the right way to say his name on top if his quirk.

“Eiji, where are my extra weights?” It wasn’t uncommon for him to be in your apartment at any moment simply because he enjoyed being in your company.

He looks around. “Uh, I dunno Babe do you think you forgot them?”

“No, I haven’t even used them yet.” You mumble trying to think.

“Baby.”

As you pace around the mini gym you had in your apartment you look for the missing weights.

“Love.”

Not finding them in the closet you cross your arms.

“The light of my life.”

Glaring at the ground you try to wrack your brain for where you could have placed them coming up blank when your face is picked up and squished in a hand that was rather large.

“Rosebud.”

Blinking you look at Eijiro confused as you felt embarrassed for ignoring him this whole time before a sharp smile is in your face.

“You left them by the door rosebud.” he chuckles a bit before planting a kiss on your nose and pulling away.

“You’re the worst you know that right?”

He simply laughs before pulling you into a hug and preparing your face with kisses.

Shoji

Dating was difficult with your quirk. Eyes constantly glued to the ground and never looking at another if you can help yourself. So, when your current partner started referring to you by a pet name you couldn’t help but look up at him. Towering over you small frame as he crossed his arms.

“Stardust when was the last time you took a break?” Mezo wasn’t mad and you knew that, but your head hung down a little bit.

“I can’t remember,” was all you could muster before he plucked you up from your computer chair like he normally would.

Pouting a little bit, it was hard for you to even fathom why he called you this, even as you were being placed on the couch.

As if reading your mind Mezo chuckles as he pulls a blanket from the nearby chair. “I call you stardust because of the performance from school.”

“Huh?”

“Because the first time you really looked up your eyes sparkled like stars.”

You pull the blanket over your head not even wanting to look at him. “Mezo that’s not fair.”

Todoroki

“Sho?” you felt like every time you visited this man, you’d lose him somewhere in the maze that was his childhood home. Not that there were any happy memories left from the large place, but you found that for his other family members sakes he returned.

You were surprised by how accommodating the entire building was, though you had to gently remind yourself that not everyone was the same height as Enji. Not finding the dual quirk user anywhere near where you’d been, you began hunting for him. Because the moment you left without telling him first you could only imagine the problems that would cause and the abuse of money that would start.

As you looked around for your boyfriend you wondered about something for a while now, Shoto had never referred to you by your given name, he’d often tap you or stood behind you-- often giving you a near heart attack when you’d turn and almost smack him with your wing.

“Sho, where are you?” you call out a bit as you kept looking around.

Fuyumi waves as she notices you in the hall. “Oh, y/n I was wondering where were, have you seen Shoto?”

Shaking your head, you sigh. “I was just looking for him so I can let him know I was gonna head home.”

“Huh.” his sister crosses her arms trying to pinpoint where in the house her youngest brother would be.

Before you realize you felt the temperature change behind you seeing your breath a bit. “Oh there you are Sho.”

He pulls you into a hug and from how tight his hands were against you there much be something wrong.

“Hey? Do you need me to stay the night?” you ask as you try to hug him back.

He nods against your shoulder, and his hold gets tighter.

Fuyumi waves a bit. “I’ll make you some extra dinner let me know if anything changes.”

Nodding a bit you follow Shoto as he pulls you along his grip on your hand as if the moment he let go you’d disappear, but he wasn’t dragging you. Once you got to his room you sit down and hold your arms open for him to cuddle into you. Your wings going up to kind of create a slight separation between the two of you and the rest of the world.

“My love you’ll never leave me right?” he whispers.

You look down at him and hug him tightly. “Did you have a bad dream?”

He nods.

“Of course as long as you want me next to you I will never leave,” you state.

“Thank you my love.” He states.

Chuckling a bit you rub his back to sooth him a little bit. “Is that your name for me now?”

“Yes because you are my love.”

[applesooyoung]

sub!ricky in lacey thigh highs *drools* it would be such a pretty sight

DOLLED UP — S.QR

Genre: Smut !! | Wc: 1.472k | AFAB!Reader

Contains: sub sugar daddy!Ricky x dom sugar baby!Reader, Ricky wears vibrators out in public oohlala, Brat Ricky, petnames (reader calls Ricky "Angel", "Kitten and "Kitty"), mommy kink, lowkey petplay cuz Ricky dresses up as a pretty kitty, dress up, slightly Ricky feminization if you squint (just a teensy bit), fingering, finger sucking, gagballs cuz we spicy LMK IF I MISSED ANYTHING! ^^

A/N: I fucking love you for sending this ask jas, Istg ilysm that I turned your random Ricky hard thought into a full blown fic cuz I gotta make up for my absence and as a good friend, it is my job to relieve your Ricky brainrot, girlie 🤭 Hope u enjoyed this one~!

[Now playing: Kiss — NCT DOJAEJUNG]

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Shopping has always been a thing and a little bonding time for you and Ricky, and he absolutely loved spoiling you. Oftentimes enough, people assume that just because he's your sugar daddy, he definitely takes on more of a leading role in a relationship—a provider, perhaps.

But who would've thought that this aloof and intimidating aura was just a facade?

Just like your typical Friday shopping spree with Ricky (as if it's not a shopping spree every day with Ricky's money, but please, I beg to differ) when a bunch of girls stared at him as he's stunning, from his Khaki Ralph Lauren pants to his gold Rolex watch—he's a gold digger's wet dream.

As he pays for all of your stuff, you can see the cashier hitting on him, and being the little bratty shit he is, of course he entertained the woman and flirted back. The cashier compliments him on his physique and asks if he'd like to go out with her sometime. Ricky smirks, flirting right back with a wink and a suggestive tone in his voice.

This made your eye twitch, as he always loves to get on your nerves, especially when you're seeing it in real time. So in return, you put his vibrator on its max setting. He flinched a bit, but probably not enough to concern the cashier that he was flirting with, he felt a sudden surge of pleasure as the vibrator is turned on and placed at maximum speed. He gasps, then laughs nervously as he tries to regain his composure. "What was that, mommy?" 

To mask your jealousy and annoyance, you smiled at the cashier, walking away with your hands on his beautiful waist to show that Ricky only belongs to you and ONLY YOU. Oh, that confusion and disdain on the cashier's face made your ego grow tenfold.

"You sure do like pissing the shit out of me, don't you, Ricky?" you said with an innocent tone as you tossed all your purchases into the backseat of the car before taking the driver's seat. He raises an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "What are you talking about, mommy?" He chuckles, knowing fully well that he loves getting a reaction out of you. He reaches over to place a hand on your thigh, his fingers lightly tracing patterns on your skin. 

"You're on thin ice, Ricky, thin ice," you said before parking your car in the garage. You got outside of the car, letting Ricky carry all of your stuff, and of course, that's not it! No, no, no, no, no! As your bratty boy carries all of the stacks of shoes and dresses you bought, you play with the vibrator's speed. He tried to keep it in, but he failed. He could feel his cock throb with the sudden highs and lows of the vibrator stuck to his pathetic cock. All he can do is keep his whimpers on and carry all of your stuff.

As the night deepens, you continue to give him the silent treatment. Despite his attempts to make you talk to him with those gentle neck kisses and honey-coated words, you remain silent in your space. But he had an idea; he's so sure that once you lay your eyes on him, you won't be able to keep your hands off him. He wanted your attention, and what Ricky wants, Ricky gets.

You notice Ricky enter his closet; his unusual behavior catches your eye as he gets your attention away from your laptop, but you just brush it off as you're aware that he's trying to get your attention. "Mommy~" he sang in almost a whisper, "I know you're upset with me, mommy, and I came here to apologize." 

That sounded new, Ricky Shen. Apologizing for being a brat? No fucking way.

As you shifted your eyes from your laptop, your eyes glimmered. "As you're buying your red bottoms earlier, I was buying these thigh highs, and I thought you would like them on me. What do you think, Mommy?" He was all dolled up. His luscious strawberry lip gloss complemented his favorite strawberry lotion. He wore a simple white t-shirt, but he made it more slutty by wearing his cat ears decorated with cat bells. And of course, the highlight of his show was his new lacey thigh highs.

He was so pretty, you just wanted to devour him right then and there. "Come here." You wriggled your fingers as you signed him to come close to you, and he obediently complied. "You look so pretty, angel. Is this your little show for mommy?" He beams with pride at your compliment and nods. He was pleased that he'd managed to capture your gaze. Ricky steps closer, letting the material of his new clothes brush against your arm. 

"You get me every time, kitty," you whisper to him before placing kisses all over his body, irking him to let out a soft and breathy moan. A shiver runs down his spine. He's caught off guard by the sudden show of affection and feels a warmth spread through him. "Thank you, Mommy." 

You could see his visible erection in his lace pants that matched his lovely thigh highs. "All that ignoring made you this hard, huh?" you softly mumbled before latching on his lips while stroking his now-exposed sex. His cheeks flush red at the sight of your gaze on his lace panties, and he can't help but feel a little embarrassed, yet all of the pleasure overrides any embarrassment as you stroke him through the silky fabric. "Hey, careful now..."

"Shh, I'll make sure you get what pretty little brats like you deserve." You traced your fingers on his jaw to his elegant collarbones. You got his gagball from the box inside your dresser and put it on him. Ricky's eyes widen in surprise as he feels the gag ball press against his lips, cutting off his words. He looks at you with a mix of desire and submission, intrigued by what's happening. "Mmmph," he mumbles around the gag, his eyes locked on yours; he was a sight to see.

 

"You asked for my attention, didn't you?" You let out a quiet, sadistic chuckle before bending him over your lap and starting to finger him. He gasped softly as he felt your fingers go in and out of him; his cheeks burned with embarrassment, but his cock twitched with each stroke of your fingers. You fastened the pace even more. His cock is rock hard and leaking all over with his precum.

You removed his gag to reveal all of his drool; he was so fucking into it. You tentatively took it off and made him suck your fingers while you stuck the vibrator on his filthy length and uttered, "Suck." Together with his hazy eyes, his mouth eagerly obeyed your commands and sucked your fingers. His body rocks with each thrust, his cries growing louder and more desperate. He's completely under your control, his mind and body consumed by pleasure. "Oh, f-fuck, mommy, more!" His cock is throbbing, the vibrations making him squirm with need.

 

Still thrusting your fingers, you leave kisses all over his back and his neck. This gave him shivers, adding more to his sensory overload; his body tenses, on the brink of release. They were so intense, and the feeling of your fingers inside him is almost too much. Everything about your room right now is so slutty; the moans of the pretty boy across your lap, infused with the tinkling noise of his cat bells, are enough to make you go crazy.

You remove your fingers from his mouth before putting the gag back into his mouth. You finger him faster, and unsurprisingly, this action made him cum in seconds, his orgasm tears through him. His beautiful brown eyes rolled back in his head as he released himself onto the bed and vibrator, you removed his gag. "God, mommy, you ruined me." He managed to make you chuckle even in his messed-up state. 

 

You leave a kiss on his cheek as he collapses on your shared bed. Catching his breath as he desperately gasps for air, "You did so well, Kitty," you cooed as he leaned and indulged in your touch. "Really?" He then looks up at you with a mix of awe and disbelief in his eyes, his usual smug demeanor replaced with a raw vulnerability.

"Get up," you said in a commanding manner as Ricky looked at you with his tired and hazy eyes. The shift in your demeanor was so sudden that all he could do was obey. "Yes, Mommy," he manages to croak out in a weak voice, still reeling from the intense pleasure you just gave him. You put him in place, aligning him with your strap. "We're just getting started, kitten."

© applesooyoung

[pomegranate-pen]

rocky headcanons. love the little homeless less than sane kitty.

A/n: ask and you shall receive! since last night, I've gotten a tsunami of lackadaisy requests- thank you all so much!! as of now requests are still open for lackadaisy, since I've been waiting for some time to make some x reader for it lol. since many people wanting some general dating headcanons for Rocky, here's a gender neutral one for all of you!:D also, to the dear anon that asked for Freckle headcanons as well in the images, I'll do that request as well!! I'm glad that Rocky is getting so much love, he's such a silly guy whose trying his best in everything.

Rocky Rickaby x gn! reader general dating headcanons!

How you possibly met Rocky would differ into two scenarios and have different results. If met him in the little daisy café, the first thing you’ll see is the small bit of elegance he shows to others and his clumsiness and silliness as he rhymes poems while putting syrup in his tea. However, if met during his actual job, which is a bootlegger for the lackadaisy speakeasy, you’d be met with someone who shows an abundant amount of elegance the first moment you see him, yet gradually as time passes he shows more of his thrill for chaos and determination to cause the most insane things to happen. A normal fight with guns becomes one involving chainsaws and trucks all of a sudden, and you’d be left with multiple questions and concerns about how exactly did you all survive such a thing.

If asked Rocky, he’d only shrug and speak about it being a daily thing, mostly happening every three nights, and you’re left with just more concern for his safety throughout it. Though, Rocky reassures that he’s got it handled.

“Rocky, you were stabbed.”

“I know right?! Who brings a knife to a gunfight?!”

“didn’t you bring a chainsaw?-“

In Rocky’s case, the one who first realizes they’re in love depends on you, this time. Because Rocky realizing it would take a few weeks, but it won’t take too long for him to notice his emotions for you aren't much platonic anymore. So if after his realization, you do like him back and try to flirt with him, he will comply and verse poems of love. If not, and you’re still unsure of your feelings for him, he’d lightheartedly flirt with you, but tries to not come off too hard that it’d overwhelm you.

First one to confess though? Most certainly Rocky. Although he can hide his negative feelings such as the thoughts about his past and some outcomes of his actions quite easily, he cannot for the life of him hide positive ones. So if he likes you, it's abundantly clear. The way he’d confess, would probably try to be with a romantic dinner date and poem, but if unlucky enough, you’d find him confessing to you while you’re both being chased down by some people who are very well-armed with guns.

If said yes, he’d be beaming. A surge of motivation causes him to grin maniacally and grab a spare gun in the back of the car, full-on throwing bottles lit up and filled with gasoline with no real aim on who whatsoever as you try to drive away. His signature laugh is booming through the streets, and he is singing some verses about finding love and whatnot.

Being in love with the cat of chaos himself, Rocky Rickaby has its perks and downsides for sure. One perk, would be how caring he is towards his partner. Having someone who is even remotely interested in him is rare, and whenever he meets someone who cares even that much, he tends to stick to them since he knows they’re the only one. So having someone interested in him in a romantic light is like he’s won the lottery, and he’s gotten the prize that he can’t afford to lose. It's nice, how caring he can be and how he’s always there when you need him, but the downside of said perk is how determined he can get at times. He will not stop until a need of yours is met or a task you mentioned not wanting to do is perfectly finished, which..with his sort of rollercoaster of luck, it leads to unwanted results and a heavy amount of mess to clean up.

He’s a romantic at heart, but his clumsy nature at times leaves him to do romantic things very poorly. For example, a love letter he makes is filled with different doodles and messy handwriting, a few hearts made from cardboard of a cookie box messily glued to the paper, and the paper itself, is quite wrinkled when given. Yet, if you thank him and tell him how much you loved the letter, he’d be smiling more than before the entire day.

Yet, there are times when the romantic action is done brilliantly well, whether it's because of his luck or just sheer focus on the subject in the situation, you do find yourself extremely flustered and touched by the things he does, and he cherishes those moment lots.

PDA is his thing and no you cannot escape it. if shown a very strong disinterest in it, sure, he’ll back off for a bit, but if not, then expect many many affectionate touches, such as hand-holding, kissing your cheek or forehead, and cuddling. He does all of those but kissing you on the lips. since he sees those moments as of much importance and believes that they should be done at only the best of times to make them even more special.

This is most likely common knowledge, but Rocky would most definitely and absolutely write poems about you. usually even, the love letters are littered in poems. whether they’re good or not depends on your taste, which he will try to accommodate to by hearing who your favorite writer or poet is.

He also definitely plays violin for you when you’re occupied with a task. He’ll say he’s your personal musician, and will do anything to satisfy the customer with his tunes, even if trying to cover a favorite song of yours perfectly in one go leads to a few strings getting loose.

If it's not obvious enough, his love language is physical affection, and gift-giving. The love language he likes to receive most, however, is words of affirmation and also physical affection. Praises and compliments mean the world to him, he plays every praise you say in his head like a mantra, and it gives him determination for the day to finish up all his tasks and see you again.

No one believes Rocky when he mentions that he has a lover, and so, when they do meet you, best to say drinks were spilled and gasps were exchanged. Some tell you to blink twice for help, while others wonder if you were as mad as he was, since you’re dating him of all people. Though, in the end, they take a liking to you, since they believe that you keep Rocky in check when it’s needed, and decrease the number of problems that he causes.

Indulge in his hobbies for even one second and expect an over-eager to share Rocky info-dumping everything he knows. If you indulge enough, you’ll even get some bits and parts about his childhood, which speaking of, he never says a word of. Usually when asked, he’ll brush it off and summarize it as him taking odd jobs since he was a child, but delving deeper into such territories will only happen if you were in a relationship with him for much more than a year, and even till that time, it will take a lot of hesitancy and excuses for him to start explaining.

He’s smitten with you, there’s no doubt about it and if you ever get into any trouble, whether you’re independent or not, he'll think that you're in desperate need of help, and will do anything he can to assist you with it. whether you actually want it or not.

In summary, a love life with him consists of many adventures and chaos, but the amount of attention and love he gives to it makes it all worth it at times. He feels lucky that someone considers him fit to be their boyfriend, and will do anything he can to keep you.

[paingoes]

Rubies

Communication

authors note: kitty uses the word ‘nonverbal’ here in a way that isnt really medically accurate. thats kind of a whole discussion im not gonna get into now but tl;dr delta has selective mutism and autism but he isnt “nonverbal” per se.

(Content: living weapon whumpee, discussion of past captivity, past abuse, discussion of war, (internalized) abuse apologism, dehumanization, emotional whump)

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katkittykat: hiiiiii :3c

nodiving: hey

He glanced over the top of his laptop screen, across the room where Kitty was curled up on the armchair. She flashed her teeth at him when she smiled. Her nails clicked against the keys when she typed.

katkittykat: this is so smart lowk idk why i didnt think of it sooner

nodiving: yeah

nodiving: i’ve seriously been drafting forum arguments in my head this entire time

nodiving: all of them probably think they won just cause i termed

nodiving: would it be weird if i just pick them back up like nothing happened

katkittykat: ya u might have to let those go tbh

nodiving: :/

It was very hard to type with the cast on. It took him much longer to write than it normally would. Luckily, she didn’t interrupt until she heard the typing stop.

katkittykat: so like whats the deal w u

katkittykat: are u not talking cause ur scared to?

nodiving: no

nodiving: yeah

nodiving: its not that im scared necessarily its just that its very very unnatural for me 

nodiving: it still feels rude and overfamiliar to me even if i know you dont see it that way

nodiving: this is a lot easier thank you

katkittykat: you dont have to talk if it’s uncomfortable !!!

katkittykat: its cool if ur nonverbal we can just keep texting like dis

nodiving: i think i do want to though

nodiving: its just hard

nodiving: please dont like…stop talking to me

nodiving: im trying

katkittykat: u will have to deal w us talking to u FUREVER !!!! >:3c

nodiving: <3

katkittykat: aaaaaaaah <33333

He hesitated a long time before typing the next message.

nodiving: do you think i should have stayed

katkittykat: what???? D:

nodiving: on a purely strategic level it seems like this was not the most optimal outcome

katkittykat: urghhhh 

katkittykat: well on a ~purely strategic level~ im not the best person to ask tbh

katkittykat: like im ngl galatea was NOT prepared for sudden reunification and thats why levon is so pissed at us X)

katkittykat: but it would have been hard no matter what and if the war had gone on we wouldve had to fight along 2 different fronts which is also noooooot good

katkittykat: and if we had to do that. we would have had to fight you! which would have been v v v not good  X(

katkittykat: so idk if there was really a better outcome? and even if there was like

katkittykat: its not ur problem

katkittykat: ur not just a chess piece to be moved around

nodiving: i kind of am though

nodiving: theres obviously been a huge fallout because of this and it feels wrong to write all of it off just because of. my rights or whatever.

nodiving: i feel like i kind of jumped the gun leaving when i did

katkittykat: aw jeez :(

katkittykat: i was curious abt that tbh i assumed there was some final straw for u but i didnt wanna pry obvs

katkittykat: seems like it was bad ?

nodiving: i dont know 

nodiving: i was more scared by the escalation it represented than anything that actually happened so i feel like i may have overreacted a little bit

nodiving: its hard to explain

katkittykat: ur ok! u can talk abt it when ur ready

katkittykat: but fwiw i really doubt you overreacted

nodiving: thank you

katkittykat: if anythin u seem to be kinda? downplaying it????

nodiving: it really wasnt that bad

nodiving: i could have gone longer

katkittykat: idk delta it kinda seems that bad

katkittykat: i think u got used to it

katkittykat: but that doesnt mean it wasnt bad

He gave her a nervous glance from across the room, his hands stilling on the keyboard. He reluctantly began to type again.

nodiving: did you say i didnt have to talk about it

katkittykat: yes!!!! mb

katkittykat: do u wanna play league omg we actually have time now

nodiving: yessssss

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nodiving: hi

sunspot: Hi Delta!!!! :)

sunspot: How are you !!!!

nodiving: im ok

nodiving: im sorry i was such a dick to you before 

nodiving: i was looking at the old messages again i feel really bad

sunspot: No you’re totally good! We were being really pushy i get why you were upset

sunspot: We were just worried for you honestly even when we didnt know you that well

sunspot: It was scary when you would just disappear for weeks at a time like that

sunspot: We just wanted to make sure you were safe

sunspot: Still do!

nodiving: thank you 

nodiving: i was scared too

nodiving: can i ask you something

sunspot: Yes please!!!! Yes I thought youd never ask!!!!

nodiving: is levon going to kill me

sunspot: Oh no

sunspot: He explicitly promised me not to

sunspot: Delta please do not tell me you have been worrying about that this entire time

nodiving: it stood out as a distinct possibility 

sunspot: Didnt he promise he wouldnt hurt you?

nodiving: yes

nodiving: you understand why i may be a bit hesitant to take him at his word

sunspot: Yes I guess thats our bad 

sunspot: But i really don’t think he wants that for you

sunspot: Do you think he’d wait for you to heal just to kill you at the end?

nodiving: not sure

sunspot: That was rhetorical! The answer was no.

nodiving: then what

sunspot: a good question

sunspot: I wish I had an answer for you and I really cant apologize enough for putting you in this situation but I'm afraid it could get very messy for a little while

nodiving: messy how

sunspot: In the broadest possible terms

sunspot: They dont really know what to do with you

sunspot: So that is something we are all going to have to figure that out together

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LEVON: Kitty.

LEVON: How are you, my sweet?

KITTY: omg hiiiiiii

KITTY: im rlly good actually things r rlly good!

LEVON: Any progress?

KITTY: ya i think so :)

KITTY: hes opening up a little hes still like. v v shy in person? but not as scared i dont think 

KITTY: hes very polite

LEVON: Poor thing.

LEVON: Does he have sensory issues? I hear that’s a big thing with psychics.

KITTY: ummm yeah hes v twitchy. i think he gets his signals crossed a lot but idk if hes aware of it? he just gets all hackle-y at literally nothing sometimes

LEVON: Interesting.

KITTY: how are things back there

LEVON: Well, it’s a shitshow. You’ll find out soon.

KITTY: eek

KITTY: um can i tell u smth

LEVON: Of course.

KITTY: i dont think hes ready yet 

LEVON: You have the rest of the month.

KITTY: no even then i just dont think hes gonna be ready

KITTY: he needs more time

LEVON: I feel like I��ve been more than generous in letting you keep an unsupervised superweapon(!) in your house for two months without disturbance 

LEVON: I’m not saying I’m going to put him through the ringer or anything but he does need to come back to base.

LEVON: You’re coming with him, so I don’t see what the issue is.

KITTY: will we b able to see him then :?

LEVON: Sure.

KITTY: can he room w me :3c

LEVON: Nope.

KITTY: why D:

LEVON: Security reasons. 

KITTY: levon :(

LEVON: This isn’t coming from me.

KITTY: but ur the boss!!!!

LEVON: Yes, but this isn’t an absolute monarchy. I’m still obligated to follow protocol and I’m obligated to listen to other members of the council.

LEVON: Who I should add, are a LOT less okay with this than I am. 

KITTY: ok i get all that but listen like

KITTY: i dont think u understand how fragile he is rn

LEVON: I think you may actually be underestimating him.

KITTY: uh wat do u mean by that

LEVON: He’s held his own within Empire for nineteen years. That’s not for the weak. He can handle a little strain.

KITTY: lol is that what u call it

KITTY: a little strain?

LEVON: Relatively speaking, yes. I’ll do what I can to make it painless for him. Personally, I think he’s innocent.

KITTY: he IS innocent

LEVON: Can you prove it?

KITTY: ITS SUPPOSED TO BE THE OTHER WAY AROUND!!!!

LEVON: That file you sent me. You made it, didn’t you? You’ve seen what’s on there? The casualty count?

KITTY: but thats not his fault!

LEVON: And I agree with you. But that’s what we’re going to have to establish. 

KITTY: but i dont want him to :(((

LEVON: What you want is not necessarily the basis upon which the courts operate.

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katkittykat: doing ok????

nodiving: yeah

nodiving: in my room

katkittykat: what do u do in there

nodiving: kinda just been sleeping a lot

nodiving: im really tired all the time i dont know why

nodiving: i didnt use to be

katkittykat: ur sleep debt is probably insaneeeeeee that why

nodiving: yeah

nodiving: im sorry that im like this btw

katkittykat: u dont need to apologize for resting bby theres nothing 2 b sorry for

nodiving: not just that i mean everything

nodiving: i know im not normal 

katkittykat: u rlly rllllly dont need to worry abt that around us i promise we r all freak bitches

katkittykat: i like talking to u tho and i think its ok if u dont realylly feel “normal” right now u dont need to b

katkittykat: u can just b urself and if u dont know who that is rn thats fine too becuz u have the rest of ur life to figure it out

katkittykat: i will still want to hang out w you anyway <3

It took a long time for him to respond. She thought he may have fallen asleep again.

nodiving: why are you being so nice to me

Her turn to hesitate. That was more of an Apollo question — he could explain it ad nauseam. She didn’t know what answer she could possibly give him, if he even really wanted one. 

There was so little she knew about Delta. Each glimpse she got of what his life had been like painted a worse picture of it. They always said he’s been through a lot when anyone asked; it was a convenient euphemism for a whole array of issues. He tried so hard to play his cards close it to his chest. It felt like a betrayal then, the way the signs slipped through. 

nodiving: you dont have to be

She frowned as she slowly tapped at the keyboard.

katkittykat: i wanna be tho

katkittykat: cause i like u

katkittykat: <3

Another moment of silence. She braced herself. There was no way she could try and unpack all of that herself. She hoped she would not have to. She would do it wrong.

nodiving: <3

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@catnykit @snakebites-and-ink @vivulapom @scoundrelwithboba @whatwhump

@pumpkin-spice-whump @deluxewhump @fuckass1000 @fuckcapitalismasshole @defire

@micechomper @writereleaserepeat @aloafofbreadwithanxiety

[namujoon9401]

More kitty yoon content

Kitty! Yoongi x fem! Reader

The train is packed, common for the evening commute.

They’re forced to stand together, holding onto the rails nearly chest to chest in the chokingly full train car.

The space between them is warm, the air swampy with body heat and the early summer humidity that the a/c can only battle against.

“God, its crowded in here. Wanna see if we can switch cars?” She asks.

“Don’t bother.” He grumbles, black cat ear flicking in irritation. “Too much moving around. Besides, its rush hour. It’s probably like this in all the cars.”

There’s a small respite when the train stops and lets a few people out. They finally have room to breathe.

Yoongi opens his mouth to say something but pauses, licking his lips as he sniffs the air, then again, closer to her.

“You smell good.” His voice is raspy, pupils suddenly dilated in a way that makes her face heat.

“What? No way. I stink. It’s hot out.” She looks confused, sniffing absently at her shirt.

She’s sure she stinks, or at least doesn’t smell good. It’s been a long day, her temples are shiny with sweat, and she doesn’t remember if she reapplied deodorant.

“‘S a hybrid thing. You won’t be able to tell.” He murmurs.

He sniffs at her shirt, more boldly now, then nuzzles at her neck.

Oh.

The more intimate aspects of their relationship is still new, Yoongi’s hybrid quirks still catching her off guard from time to time.

Like now, where Yoongi is actively nuzzling into her neck, lips parting to get a taste, a purr bubbling up in his throat, and she has to fight back a squeak because-

He grabs her arm where she holds the subway pole, rubbing at the inside of her wrist.

Yoongi kisses, feather-light, down the column of her throat, tongue peeking out to lap at the sweat there, and it takes everything in her not to toss her head back and let him ravish her.

“Yoongi-” she’s suddenly breathless, the air between them charged with electricity, so thick it feels like wading through honey.

“Smells good.”

His voice is deep, nearly a growl, his eyes hooded and dark, and-

Fuck.

How can she resist?

She grabs the back of his head and drags him into a kiss.

It’s immediately bold, her mouth opening for him as he kisses her, firm and wet and hungry. They breathe each other in, the rest of the world falling away even as they kiss on this dingy subway.

The taste of his mouth is indescribable, something delicious she can’t quite name.

He licks into her mouth insistently, nipping at her lip and soothing it again with his tongue. She feels like she’s drowning in his warmth, kissing him hungrily and trying to communicate every single feeling through her mouth.

She gasps against his lips, the hybrid lapping into her mouth like he can’t get enough of her, like she’s the last water in the desert.

He’s growling softly, the rumble in his chest growing louder as they kiss.

His hand drops her wrist and goes to her face, stroking her cheek and gripping at her jaw as he kisses her, deep and heavy and drinking.

He pulls away with a wet noise, sudden and unexpected.

His eyes are dark, lips kissed red and mouth slack, panting hard as he just looks at her.

Someone whistles.

[wafel1160]

Chapter 2 of my Catday fic, “stay with me”

Chapter 1, 2, 3,

Catnap’s ears drop and his breath hitched.

His dog was injured. “Catnap! You’re alright” Dogday says exhausted. He tries to climb onto the table Catnap was on, but Catnap stopped him.

“I’m okay!” Dogday says reassuringly.

The scientist stops Dogday from trying to reach his friend any further.

“It’s best if you refrain from any sudden movement. “ The scientist told Dogday.

“1188- I mean, Catnap. He will stay here, he needs a bit of healing, just as you do.”

The woman that argued with him earlier looked down at Dogday. She looked annoyed- or tired.

The silence was broken by the growl that came from Catnap. A furious expression on his face as he realized he would be separated from Dogday.

In fear of Catnap attacking again, the man picked up Dogday and placed him on the table.

“It’s okay, we won’t be separating you. “ he said reassuringly. “For long” He said under his breath. Catnap only glared at him as he squeezed Dogday into a hug. They both left but they would still see them through the glass.

Dogday hugged back. “Are you going to be okay?” Catnap blinked, stunned with the question. They stayed in uncomfortable silence, until Catnap muttered. “I…hurt you” Catnap’s voice was getting softer, as if he would hurt Dogday even more. He looked at his paw, then back at Dogday’s bandages.

“It’s fine. It’ll heal. “ Catnap closed his eyes, feeling guilt take over him. “Don’t worry! I know you- didn’t mean it. ” Dogday gave Catnap a gentle smile. Catnap hugged Dogday, wanting to stay with him forever.

“I have to go now” Dogday broke out of the hug. Catnap frowned in annoyance. Dogday laughed at Catnap’s expression. “It’s okay kitty. I’ll see you tomorrow. “ Catnap smiled slightly at the nickname. Dogday got down from the table only to speak again. “I almost forgot to tell you!”

Catnap’s ears perked in interest as he looked down at Dogday.

“I saw papers for new critters! I hope they’re nice” Dogday said as he left the room. “See you later!”

Catnap didn’t know how to feel. He didn’t want anymore friends, just Dogday. But based on what the humans were saying earlier, it probably wouldn’t even happen. Catnap thought as he drifted back to sleep.

* * *

“Catnap! Catnap!” The sleepy kitty woke up to an ecstatic dog. His tail was wagging as he has a huge grin on his face. It was a few weeks after the initial presentation. The concept of their show was then picked up and turned into a reality.

“What?” Catnap said before he was dragged away by the happy dog.

“Look! our new friends are here!” They were in front of a window. It was planned for new characters to be in the show, but Catnap still felt his heart sink.

A woman walked out. She laughed as she saw Dogday’s face practically squished onto the window.

“You can see them now, just don’t be too loud. “

She said as she opened the door.

“Okayokayokay” Dogday said as he ran straight towards the door.

Catnap looked up to the lady. “You can come too” she said hesitantly.

Catnap slowly walked into the doorway.

He peaked around the corner to see a rabbit and chicken.

They were all jumping around and playing.

They were all getting along. The woman sighed before she closed the door. Catnap, now fully inside, slowly crept towards Dogday.

“Hey Catnap!” Dogday said while jumping with the green rabbit.

“Look you guys!” The two animals stopped playing and stared at Catnap. Their smiles twitching.

“This is Catnap! He’s my friend, and will be yours too!” Dogday said as he took Catnap’s paw and took the rabbit’s paw. He then put them together so they could shake hands.

“H-hello Catnap. “ The rabbit said, almost as if she was afraid of him.

“My name is Hoppy- Hoppy hopscotch! Over there is Kickin Chicken.” She said.

Kickin stayed his distance, but he spoke up.

“You’re not going to get all angry right?” He said.

Dogday quickly went to stop the potential issue. “Nonono! Catnap is really nice- he doesn’t mean to hurt anyone. “ Dogday said.

“Is that why you have a scar on your stomach?” Hoppy asked.

Dogday’s ears twitched. “Well- it’s not

his fault. “ He said, trying to cover the fading scars. Dogday turned his head to see what the cat was feeling. “..Catnap?” Catnap was frozen, looking at the floor with a blank expression.

The other two went silent in fear.

“Um, maybe we’ll just have to go. “ Dogday said, taking Catnap’s hand.

Catnap didn’t say a word.

The other two just stared as they left.

The woman from earlier bent down to Dogday, and the still, silent catnap.

“Good boy” She said petting Dogday’s head.

“Alrighty then,” She grabbed Catnap. “What’s going to happen to him?” Dogday quickly followed along.

“The doctors are going to check on him. “ she stated flatly, like it had been rehearsed.

“How-“

“No need to worry.” Their doctor said.

“You won’t be separated anymore. “ A chill ran down Dogday’s spine at the man’s tone.

Dogday’s whimpers echoed in the studio.

The doctor put on a gas mask and took a syringe from the small tool table.

[hyunsvngs]

Nervous anon here again...could I please ask for the boys reactions of calling them daddy/mummy for the first time? 🥺

Also you all are so lovely!

ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO BE NERVOUS ABOUT BBY. this has me thinking... mommy minho. mommy lix. MOMMY HYUNE. i have a lot to say.

chan: god, i can imagine you doing it as a joke. he's always caring for you, always looking out for you and he's just such a daddy. one day, he dries your hair for you with a towel and you're grinning, saying "thanks, daddy." oh god, he's instantly hard. he's babbling, blinking at your reflection in the mirror. "you- huh?!" definitely gets you to say it again and he's so blushy, giggling with his awkwardness. he's not so giggly when he fucks into you after tho, pinning you to the bed and making you tell him exactly who's fucking you that good - your daddy.

minho: no bc mommy minho. imagine he spoonfeeds you some of his pudding one day, and it just flies out. "c'mon, eat up for mommy." when he realises what he said, his eyes would go wide, plump lips parting. ears even tinged red with his embarrassment. but you're just grinning, licking your lips of the pudding. "am i mommy's kitty?" god he'd die. he's throwing his prized pudding away immediately, yanking your shorts down. he didn't even realise how much he was into it.

changbin: changbin strikes me as someone who would get SO blushy if you called him daddy. like, he's just fucking into you, and he's such the type to fuck you so good and so sensual you're doing the whole "give it to me, daddy. harder.". his ears are immediately perking up, eyes racking over your body. "yeah? 'm your daddy? god, again." and you'd whine, just repeating the word over and over for him. he'd get off on it SO bad, even though he's the furthest thing from the dom.. would probably ignite a breeding kink

hyunjin: GOD he strikes me as another mommy sort of guy. just imagine him laying there, versace robe and nothing else, hair wet from his shower and dripping little droplets of water down his bare chest.. you'd walk in, eyes raking over him. "god, hyunnie, you look really mommy right now," you'd say, taking in his appearance. he's just scrolling on his phone, legs spread. you can see his cock just existing under there, and all of a sudden, you're fixated on it. "wow, really?" he's giggling, and when you don't respond, eyes fixated on his cock, he's locking his phone and throwing it to the side. "why don't you come and ride your mommy then, darling?" oh my GOd

jisung: my brain immediately went to you calling him daddy and him calling you mommy. you're both making out, and his cock is just about breaching your hole. he's so drippy for you, the lubrication adding to the messy slide between your legs. "daddy, c'mon, fuck your mommy," you find yourself blurting it, and god, jisung's eyes just go WIDE. he's immediately bottoming out inside of you, hips feverishly jerking against yours. "mm- is daddy fucking mommy good? yeah?" and you're nodding, whining against his lips. he's whining himself and its just all hfsgdhjgd desperate for eachother

felix: MOMMY LIXIE AGENDA. mommy lixie who bakes u little treats when you're delirious in bed from the flu or something <3 ur all cosy in ur bed, just a lil burrito and felix brings you some brownies in, still in his apron. he looks so domestic, so malewife, so mommy. you giggle when he hands you a plate of brownies. "yay, mommy brought me treats." n he's IMMEDIATELY blushing, giggling a lil too. "am i mommy, angel?" you nod, thinking you just gotta stick with the part yk. "is my angel too out of it for me to fuck you? i think you need to feel mommy's cock, precious." OHMYGDO

seungmin: oh god so cocky. fucking you from behind, and you're just whining, gripping the sheets. "y-yes, that's it, daddy!" immediately smacking your ass, chuckling behind you. "daddy? seriously? are you that out of it?" you're whimpering, babbling in response. god he'd be all "daddy's fine for now, while you're this dumb. but i'm sir later, got it?" you don't even know what he's said, really, just whining out for your daddy while he makes you cum over and over around him.. oh my god

jeongin: NOOOO BC DADDY INNIE? JESUS. he'd be so fucking elated if you called him that. just imagining him fingering you senseless on the sofa, all the boys are out from the dorm and you're just whining into his shoulder, drooling all over it. all of a sudden, you're rambling, "daddy, your fingers are so long, i- hnng!". and jeongin's immediate reaction is to giggle, kissing your forehead. he's honestly abt to scream bc u finally called him that and he's been WAITING for it. just him going "yeah? are daddy's fingers makin' you feel good?" with a stupid lil smile im gonna die

[cookieswithay]

"The happy feelings club!"

🧡Ichigo x Orihime🧡 Ichihime fic

💝Episode 2: Yasutora Sado! (More like Chad!) Ep. 1🧡

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• Orihime's pov!

• Beep! Beep! Beep!

• ...Huh?

• I opened my eyes and rubbed them a bit. What time is it?

• Beep! Beep! Beep!

• Better yet...what day is it? I grabbed my phone and pressed the power button.

• "Thursday."

• Thursday...a school day! Ah! I gotta get ready! I (almost) fell out of my bed and scrambled around my room. There's so much to do! Breakfast, clothes, my hair! Oh! And where's my bow!? I can't leave without it, Sora bought for me! And it's so pretty-

• 💭Orihime.

• I stopped in my tracks. My brain was suddenly full of moving pictures from yesterday...that guy. ...Ichigo. Ichigo Kurosaki. I get to see him again today. I wonder...if he wants to see me too. Did I make a good first impression? Or...was I too much again..?

• My door suddenly opened.

• "Orihime! Are you awake?"

• "I made breakfast alre-"

• Eep! I jumped and covered my chest.

• "Sora! I'm getting dressed!"

• "Leave!"

• My brother covered his eyes and shut the door. That...was scary and a close one. I should really lock my door more often. Or ask Sora to knock more. But, he usually does-

• 💭Meow.

• Oh yeah, the kitty! I hope Mr. Shunshi found it a good home. Or maybe it's living at his house.

• Wait...

• The guy who saved the kitty...

• He was really tall and reminded me of that one cupcake I ate.

• ...

• I wonder who he is.

              🧡🏵🌼🍊(Intro song)🧃☄🧩🧸🧡

• "Morning, Orihime!"

• "Morning, Mrs. Suzuki!"

• Everyone always is so nice in the mornings. The street rules are followed. The dogs are lively. And the birds actually let me take pictures of them! Hopefully, I have enough memory in my camera this time.

• "Orihime!"

• I turned around. It was Tatsuki! I waved back.

• "Hiiii!"

• She caught up to me and pinched my cheek. And that really hurt!

• "Why didn't you wait for me?"

• "I told you I was gonna be late."

• Oh yeah. She did, didn't she? I blinked back tears.

• "I was waiting! But then, I saw a pigeon and I followed it!"

• Tatsuki sighed and let me go. I rubbed my cheek. ...Was that bad? She pushed her hair back. She always does that.

• "Oh well."

• "I caught up to you now."

• She slung her arm over my shoulders.

• "Now show me that pigeon you took a picture of."

• Oh yeah! The pigeon!

🧡

• Ichigo's POV!

• This desk is making my face really cold, but it's better than interacting with my class. Haha, they think I'm sick. (And, trouble. Cause my hair) Although, I'm sure I can't keep up this flimsy facade, at least it'll hold me for awhile. Maybe I'll even trick Keigo and Muzuiro. ...Probably just Keigo.

• Wait a second...

• I can hear myself breathe. Why's it so quiet all of a sudden. I raised my head.

• Hey...

• "Is this class 2-B?"

• (I had to guess the class, the internet was useless!)

• It's that guy again. The one who saved the cat the other day. He goes here? Everyone looked too scared to say anything, so I stood up. Losers.

• "Yeah, you got the right place."

• He looked at me.

• "Thank you."

• He said. Everyone freaked even more when he fully walked in. A few one 'em looked like they might even pass out. And this guy is completely oblivious. I "coughed" and pointed to the empty seat next to me. I hope this guy gets the hint. He strikes me as someone's who slow on the uptake- Oh, nevermind. He's coming.

• ...Goddamn, he's tall. The moment this guy sat down, I was...intimidated? No, not intimidated...overwhelmed. He's HUGE. His hair covers his eyes and he's tan. He's probably not from here. And if I get crap for just my hair, this guy probably has loads of problems.

• ...

• Do I wanna be friends with this guy-?

• "Ichigo!"

• I looked through the door. It's Orihime! Kensei won't be back for a hot second... Maybe I can just say hi. (Keigo said it too, but I drowned him out.)

🧡

• Orihime's POV!

• I tried not to laugh as Ichigo "walked" towards me.

• (He tripped over someone's backpack and his friend was tugging on him🤭)

• He eventually got out of the classroom and leaned on the door.

• "Good morning, Orihime."

• I smiled and bowed down. All my hair falling with it.

• "Good morning, Ichigo."

• He cleared his throat and looked off. ...Do I have breakfast on my face?

• "Do you want something or are you just saying hi?"

• That's...a good question. I...don't have a reason. I just spotted his orange tuft of hair and spoke to him before I could even think about it.

• So, I shrugged. And that made Ichigo laugh.

• "Ah-em."

• Oh yeah...Tatsuki's still here. How embarrassing.

• "Since when do you two know each other?"

• Wait, Tatsuki's knows Ichigo? Since when? Did she always know him or did they become pals here?

• "I'm the new member of the 'happy feelings club'."

• Oh, he's gonna explain.

• "I'm sure Orihime told you all about the cat situation."

• Tatsuki sighed.

• "She sure did. She called me the moment she got home."

• As they talked, I looked through the window of class 2-B. Huh? Most of the girls in this class are the ones that say they'll come to the HP club, but don't. ...It's the kitty saver again!

• That gives me an idea..!

🧡

• Ichigo's POV!

• "Ichigo, be more careful, you moron."

• Tatsuki sighed, crossing her arms.

• "You would've died, if Orihime didn't come along."

• "I know."

• I already got the 'be safe' careful speech from Yuzu yesterday. (Mr. Shunsui gave my old man a call about what happened.)

• "Ichigo! Ichigo!"

• I looked down. Orihime's on my arm. She's making the "lean down" motion too. So I did.

• "Can you do me a favor?"

• She "whispered." I nodded.

• "Sure, what is it?"

• She looked back at my classroom.

• "Can you ask him to join our club?"

• Huh? I looked up.

• "Who?"

• The ginger pointed at the new guy who's sitting next to me now. Mm...that might be tough. Not only did I only say 2 words to 'im, I don't know if we can trust him yet. He seems quiet, but I've been duped before.

• "Are you sure?"

• Orihime nodded.

• "He's a good person, I sure of it.

• Okay...um...

• "I'll have a answer for you after school, okay?"

• She smiled. Whew, it's okay.

• "Well, the bell's gonna ring soon so..."

• Orihime let go of my arm and stood next to Tatsuki again.

• "Bye, Ichigo. I'll see you later!"

• I chuckled and waved. Tatsuki nodded to me too. I watched them off, thinking.

• ...

• How the hell am I convince that guy to join the happy feelings club!?

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• Sometime later...

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• Chad's POV!

• I think Ichigo wants to be friends with me. (I saw his name on his folder earlier.) All day, he's been asking questions and just staring. I don't mind, I guess. I think he might be doing it for his girlfriend though. I saw them chatting in the hallway earlier. And right now, Ichigo's following me. Or is he grabbing the volley balls too?

• ...

• This is getting awkward.

• "Uh, Ichigo."

• He looked up.

• "Do you need something?"

• He looked away. ...I thought so.

• "Y'know, you don't have to hang around me out of pity."

• "I have friends that don't go to this school."

• I hope I didn't come of as rude but... This isn't the first time this has happened. I just want to end it before he does.

• ...

• I don't hear anymore footsteps. Guess I got my point across.

• "Hey."

• I turned around.

• "I'm not talking to you out of pity."

• ...

• "I genuinely want to be your friend."

• He walked past me and grabbed a ball.

• "Whether you want to be friends with me is your choice."

• "But just know,"

• Ichigo held the ball up to me.

• "I'm choosing you to be on my team for the game."

• I didn't say anything, but I nodded. I'm...I'm okay with this.

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• Orihime's POV!

• "Alright, Orihime! You're up to bat!"

• Tatsuki shouted. We girls have baseball for p.e. today! West girls against East girls! (Our school is split into two. It has a interesting reason but, I can't remember.)

• I gripped the bat tightly. Loly's pitching. If I don't hit the ball at the right time, it'll hit my breast! Or my throat, or stomach, or somewhere else painful. But, me and Tatsuki have been practicing. I'll...be okay.

• "You got this Orihime!"

• (Chizuru cheered.)

• "Good luck!"

• (Michina)

• "Hit the winning point!"

• (Machana)

• My friends are cheering me on. I can't miss the ball now. I took a breath and stared in Loly's pink eyes.

• I can do this.

• The ball flew.

• I swung.

• And..!

• "Oof!"

• A volleyball hit me in the face instead? I fell one my butt, a little dazed.

• "Orihime!"

• Is my nose bleeding? Or is that...it's probably blood. Someone pulled me up to my feet.

• "Who the hell did that!?"

• "I'll give the most painful and slow death ever!"

• It was Tatsuki. (And the other bit was Chizuru.)

• I was leaned against her shoulder. My nose doesn't hurt anymore. So, I should probably save whoever's facing Tatsuki's wrath. I stood up straight.

• "Tatsuki, it's okay. I'm fine-"

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• Ichigo's POV!

• Shit!

• I moved Tatsuki out of the way. And stretched forward. I won't forgive myself if Orihime falls!

• I missed her by a second.

• Dammit!

• Whoosh!

• I saw Chad's hand grab hers.

• (So, I named the guy cause I don't know what's on his birth certificate. Sue me.)

• "Sorry about the ball."

• He said, oddly calm. He always is, but this was a serious adrenaline rush. My chest actually hurts. Orihime looked down. I nearly saw spirals in her eyes.

• "I'm...a-okay!"

• Whew, at least she sounds okay. Hold on-

• "Whoa, you're nose is bleeding."

• Like ALOT. Damn, how hard did I spike the ball? (...Really hard. Ikaku kept taunting me.)

• She stood up and wiped her nose.

• "Ah. No, Orihime. You'll get blood on your arm."

• I said, using my own shirt to wipe nose.

• "What's going on over here?"

• Dammit, it's Coach Zaraki. All the girls (except Tatsuki) hid behind Chad. I swallowed hard. Guess I'll explain.

• "We, uh, accidentally hit Inoue here with our volleyball."

• "So, we're just apologizing."

• Zaraki narrowed his eyes at me and then looked at Orihime. And he cupped her face with one hand. I flinched. That's not hurting her, is it?

• "Hmm..."

• The blood trickled on his hand.

• "You're fine, child. Just get some napkins and get back to baseball when you're done."

• "Got it?"

• Orihime nodded. And he turned around. FINALLY, he's leaving-

• I felt a big hand on my shoulder. Dammit, I spoke too soon!

• "You can go with her, but in exchange,"

• "You're coming to the ring tomorrow."

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• Orihime's POV!

• Uhh...Ichigo looks scared! Is Coach Zaraki telling him something scary!?

• I felt a tap.

• I looked back. The cupcake guy wanted something. Oh, and he has a tissue. I took it and blew.

• "You're Orihime, right?"

• I nodded. I am but...how does he know? We just met now.

• "I saw your flyer and Ichigo brought you up."

• He did?

• "Was it nice things?"

• I did NOT mean to say that outloud.

• "Uh-huh."

• No details. Okay then...

• "Ichigo told me you need new members."

• "Do I have to bring something to the table?"

• I gasped and almost cheered! But, I covered my mouth and took a deep breath.

• "Just bring anything that makes you happy."

• He remained quiet and nodded. I think I saw a little smile though! (And a brown eye too!) He picked up the ball and walked away.

• ...

• Aw, bean sprouts! I forgot to ask his name! Ichigo popped back up next time me.

• "Okay, I grabbed a hell ton of napkins and-"

• "Oh, you already got one."

• He looked around.

• "Chad went back?"

• I nodded. (That's his name?)

• We walked to the fence and I used a few more napkins.

• "Did...he say anything to you?"

• I smiled.

• "Yeah! I think we got a new member of the club!"

• "High five!"

• Ichigo chuckled and put his hand on mine. (It wasn't hard like a normal high five though.)

• I sighed. A new friend and a new member.

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• "Bye, Orihime. See you tomorrow."

• "Bye, Michina!"

• I gotta round up my things quickly. Sora's picking me up today. And I have to babysit Nel. Plus, I'm getting really really hungry, since I lost my lunch earlier. I picked up my satchel and zipped out if my classroom.

• (Not before leaving my finished assignment on Mr. Jushiro's desk. And a candy bar too. Can't let his blood sugar go down.)

• "Excuse me!"

• I dashed through the hallway. Once I get in the car, I'll test Tatsuki that I'm getting home safely-

• Once again, I slammed into something. But, this time it was a back. A tall-ish one.

• "I'm sorry. I should've been more careful!"

• I saw GLASSES next me. Oh my goodness, I bump them hard!

• The person (turns out a boy) picked up the glasses and put them back on. Huh? He has band aids on his fingers.

• "Be more careful next time."

• And he walked away. Hm. I stood up and dusted my skirt off. Sora's probably waiting-

• Hold on a sec. I bent down.

• It was a keychain. With a beautiful little doll on it. I looked at the bustling hallway. Was this the glasses boy's doll?

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This accidentally longer than the first episode, but I hope everyone enjoyed this! And the intro music. I...wish I fleshed this episode out more, but I have good plans for the next episode! So please, stay tuned and warm😎)

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[armeenix]

Armin when he meets your shy cat

!fluff! !GN reader!

C/n stands for cat name just so you guys know!

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•when armin found out that you had a cat he was so excited to meet them!

•as soon as he found out he began buying all kinds of things for your cat. I'm talking expensive treats, a scratching post, tons and tons of toys, he even comissions one of his favorite creators to sew and crotche some cute clothes and hats and all kinds of things for your little kitty😭

•usually your cat doesn't really like to wear clothes but when it comes to the ones armin got them they love to wear them! Sometimes when you are planning on taking your cat with you somewhere c/n will walk into the room that you're in with one of the clothes that armin got them in their mouth and wait for you to put it on them😭

•Armin really really REALLY wanted to finally meet your cat but the problem is your cat is really shy when it comes to people

•you barely have people over because of how shy and timid your cat gets

•but with all of the things armin has done for you and your cat and how much he loves you and your cat even though he has never even met the kitty warms your heart. So you make the decision to finally have him over and see how c/n reacts to him

•you expected c/n to be really shy and nervous but surprisingly armin was the one that was nervous!

•when you walked into the door with armin behind you c/n looked at the both of your curiously. Armin hid behind you though💀

•he was terrified of your cat running away so he stayed behind you the entire time as you walked into your room

•at one point armin was stiffly sitting on the edge of your bed when c/n walked into the room. They both looked at each other for a moment but then c/n ran out of the room

•Armin was so sad but he understood and didn't try to look for the cat

A: "I should probably give them their space huh?"

He looked so sad he even had a small pout😭😭

Y: "awh armin it's ok c/n just needs time to get used to you, I'm sure they'll like you!

•That night when he left c/n walked I'm between your legs and looked at him. He smiled and waved bye to them before leaning forward and kissing you on the cheek

•Over the next few weeks whenever Armin would come over c/n would go hide and avoid him until he was standing on the porch about to leave. It became a routine for Armin to wave bye to c/n and kiss you goodbye. You think c/n actually likes saying bye to him.

•You began to notice that instead if c/n running out of whatever room the two of you were in they would sit on the floor and nap or just watch you and Armin hang out. It seemed like they were starting to be curious about Armin

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•one day in October armin was over. You and him had made Halloween treats before putting on some scary movies to get into the "spooky spirit" as armin liked to say

•the two of you were cuddling when all of a sudden c/n jumped onto your lap and looked up at armin

•Armin stared back at them before looking up at you. He felt his lips pull into a small smile as he thought about how much he loves you and c/n😭

Y: I can feel you staring at me you know. Weren't you the one that begged me to give this movie a chance? And you're not even paying attention to it, wowww

•you looked over at him and ruffled his hair playfully

A: im sorry but I couldn't help it, you're just so beautiful!

Y: yeah, yeah whatever sweet talker

•in that moment armin leaned in to give you a little kiss but instead of his lips meeting yours he felt two small paws on each side of his face and something fluffy rubbing against his nose. He opened his eyes to see c/n rubbing their fluffy little face against his😭💖

•you watched in surprise at the interaction but armin was so happy. He slowly began to pet c/n as to not scare them away. It warned your heart to finally see the connection that had slowly formed between c/n and him finally be shown through physical affection.

•at the end of the night c/n was clinging onto armins jeans and meowing as they tried to get him to stay. Of course it worked because armin couldn't say no to c/ns wide eyes💀

•your heart swelled with love and warmth at the interactions from the night, especially when c/n somehow ended up being rested between you and armins bodies

A: y/n..?

Y: hmm?

A: I think I wanna get a cat too

Y:I'm not sure if c/n will like that

A: why not??

Y: because one they get really comfortable with someone they get jealous and don't like to share, like c/n gets super attached.i think they're afraid that people won't pay attention to them anymore

A:I don't think that will be a problem. I mean sure c/n will have to share my attention but that doesn't mean I won't love them any less, its exactly how I feel about you

Y:.....

A: uh y/n did you hear what I said?

Y: armin I love you..but like with all of the love in my heart, shut the fuck up and go to sleep, love youuu

He wanted to say something but decided against it and reluctantly drifted off into a y/n and c/n filled dream.

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HOLY FUCK IVE BEEN WANTING TO FINISJ THIS FOR WEEKS😭 I just haven't had the motivation but I finally finished, I hope people enjoy this and please if you did, repost this it would be much appreciated because it helps people see my works. Also if you have a writing request I take those aswell any interactions with my writing and my account are welcome and appreciated!-ARMEENIX!!<3333

[keysimash]

fuck it. Cringe ass Magolor post from yours truly.

I've wanted to write a proper fic where the tables are turned and instead of Reader petting kitty Magolor, magolor pets and gives physical affection to the reader, but burnout and writers block and embarrassment have mostly stopped me but iys cute and its fluffy and whatever I'm throwing this into the wind, outline and.general thoughts I've had

Cringe incoming

Magolor is always happy to recieve pets from a trusted human with their giant warm hands with long, dextrous fingers that can scritch and pet in ways his own hands cant,

The first time he reciprocates would probably be around 4 - 5 sessions, citing that he "doesn't accept it for free" and that its polite to reciprocate and he wants to look at and examine your weird humanness more closely

OR

if he gets Jealous of His Human coming into his vicinity smelling like Other Fucking Carnivores. Originally in my deleted/reuploaded mag/reader fic this was gonna be a whole thing where the reader was friends with a bunch of Scarfies, and he got PISSED and basically marked the reader by getting super cuddly all of a sudden, the reader doesn't know because humans cant smell like that, and they try to hang out with their Scarfy friends who are like. Staying at least six feet away like "Ummmm. Did you get a boyfriend??? You've got DO NOT FUCKING TOUCH scent all over you lol"

I mean. I've been around mag/reader fics since I was like what, twelve? That sounds right, I dunno I can hardly attach a numerical age to kid memories ANYWAY I've SEEN. how many ppl write him as super possessive and jealous ESP fuckers who are horny for the crowned version you are all sinners none of you are free from sin. This cat is not well adjusted. Anyway

He'd start with your hands, taking them in his gloves, then he'd take his gloves off himself. His hands are smaller under his gloves but still pretty big compared to his own body. Still, though, I think they'd be about the size of a human hand, if Magolor himself is about the size of a backpack, since in official art it seems like his hands are half the size of his body?

I picture them soft and brown, scarred, with squishy pink paw pads on the soft parts of the palm and the last pads on his finger tips. He flexes them, and dark claws come out, relaxes, they retreat: repeat this a few times before he places his gloves neatly somewhere nearby, putting them there without looking or turning, hes already seen the room: hes looking at You, big yellow eyes, glowing a bit. White pupils all wide, taking you all in, making his eyes look lighter.

When he actually starts touching it would be more curious that affectionate, hed definitely be bending fingers and gently moving your elbows, not painful, just Examining, his skeleton is so different after all, and he has no limbs to speak of. he presses deep with his hands until he feels the bones underneath, puts his hands in different spots, on your shoulder, asks you to move and feels the bones move with. Takes a claw and runs it under your fingernail, just barely pressing in, not enough to hurt, just enough tto scrape out any dirt, remarks on how dull your claws are.

The readers own reaction would definitely affect his a lot. He really needs input from others to figure out how to compose himself, a calm and composed yet pleased reaction would fluster him more than anything as he would start to get embarrassed himself doing something so focused on another and yet, he would want praise very badly.

Teasing him would get teasing back:

He would call you silly names making fun of your human features if you teased him lol like "foot-haver" or "magicless loser" etc (he would immediately stop if you seemed actually upset)

but it wouldnt take much to make him into mess ;)

Any flusteredness or embarrassed behavior he will latch onto and tease relentlessly in order to feed his own ego and false confidence, somethin like:

"Hah! You should see your face" "does it feel that good? I havent even done anything yet"

If he gets called out on making petting seem .. less innocent he will accuse you of being the one with a dirty mind lol

The two possibilities here are either his human partner gets more flustered, which might go something like:

he starts purring at the reaction to his own touch, starts running one claw lightly along your arm. Presses up close, close with his head under your chin, purring purring purring, you can feel it and hes like a little furnace. Because he floats he can press his whole weight against a human with little effort, he presses and nuzzles then his hands find the back of your shirt and knead. His face he rubs along your shoulders and neck

OR the tables get turned on the cat egg:

Pointing out his purring, saying something like "you seem excited to do this, dont you? :)" Or commenting on how cute or lovely he is and keeping on doing it, hitting that reward center in his brain so starved for attention -- hed probably make a cute little sound at that -- or if a human touched him and started petting him while he was trying to give affection, that reciprocation would make him pull his scarf down and lick one long stripe up your arm.

I was thinking about Halcandran tongues: carnivores, yes, so barbed like a cats to lick the meat off bones, but: they're not exactly flexible like a cat, they can move but not as freely, they're not exactly egg shaped but still. So grooming would become, either something one did with ones own hands or, a communal activity, social bonding.

He would feel scratchy, his face soft: a lot flatter than a normal cat, he still has a bit of a muzzle but not much. The whiskers tickle, he pauses at the crook of your elbow, looks up at you, licks a few more times, pulls away a bit.

"You taste salty..."

If allowed to continue he certainly will, kneading and laving over the crook of your neck, nibbling curiously at collarbones before nosing into the dips they make under your skin, etc etc. He will examine the shell of your ear with a paw, purring close to it, will lick through your hair if it's short, it would be like fur to him; long hair he would comb through with fingers, hovering around you to nuzzle the back of your neck, purring all the while.

Eventually, he might get to your hands, and he would, well. I should stop before I make a post tha would get me banned from.tumblr, lol.

[byanyan]

Kitty presents Byan a gift: It's not wrapped (Kitty has not got the patience to wrap and tape up an object that isn't a box), but it's a bike helmet to match his own. This time purple and Kuromi-fied. " Happy birthday, brat. Sol told me. "

ㅤstartled not only by the gift presented but by the words which accompany it as well, byan balks at the helmet as they take it into their hands. it's... adorable. having taken no steps to conceal how much they envy kitty's pink, cat-eared bike helmet, it's no wonder that he's taken notice of their appreciation for it. what does come as a surprise, however, is the fact that he would go to the trouble of getting them one of their own — and one that has been customized to some extent, at that.

kitty is selfish. it's something byan is very aware of and even appreciates about him, because they can relate. because there's an honesty in it. in a way, it validates their own 'i'm out for me and only me' mentality. yet here they are, the selfish kitty presenting them with a gift on their birthday, one which he has to know that they'll absolutely love, and they... aren't really sure of how to react to such a thing, let alone to what it might mean.

unfortunately for them, while they don't know how to react, their body sure seems to. alarmed by the sudden and entirely unexpected sensation of a certain stinging in the corners of their eyes and the embarrassed flush of their cheeks which quickly follows, the teen's head promptly lowers under the guise of getting a closer look at one of the kuromi decals. a painted, glittering nail traces over the image, and byan tries to swallow the small lump that's formed in their throat.

it's so stupid, getting emotional over a fucking helmet. it doesn't mean anything, he probably just felt obligated to get them something after sol told him it was their birthday. (they know that's not the case; kitty doesn't do obligations. that knowledge doesn't make it any easier to will back their stupid fucking tears though.) biting at the inside of their lip, byan flips the visor open and feels the padding inside with a couple fingers, all in the name of trying to buy as many seconds of silence to collect themself as possible.

ㅤㅤ" knew i should'a told 'im not t' say anythin', "ㅤthey finally mumble with a faux nonchalance, though they're unable to do so without a quiet sniff that they hope kitty won't think much of. he of all people can't see them cry, they'll be too mortified to ever show their face again if he does. they'd never live it down. snapping the visor shut again, clearing their throat and still looking pointedly down and the pretty purple sheen of the helmet clasped between their hands, the soft beginnings of a smirk tugs at the corner of byan's mouth despite themself.

ㅤㅤ" ...so s'is mean you're gonna let me drive your bike 'stead'a makin' me ride bitch all the time? "

[shebeafancyflapjack]

A Slip Through Worlds (Part 4)

(Silver tries to plead her case, ft @idiotwithanipad 's oc Gore Amy)

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"You should rest, fluffy friend."

Robin forced his eyes open, the pink sky of rising dawn above him. He continued to pant, chest rising and falling to regain his strength. Not even his regular Zumba groups had prepared him for this.

Laying on his back in the grass, he turned to see Moonah Girl grinning at him from where she sat, as energetic as she had the moment she woke up.

"Hehehe, can tell you're getting tired. Not even Mummy has played with me so much all night long."

He shook his head, pushing himself to sit up; "It fine. Can keep going."

"No you can't, silly, hehehe." Silver pushed him back to lie down, her palms flat on his chest; "Or you'll crumple like I do when I keep trying to go on when it's bedtime. Don't wanna finally lose that way, do ya, hahaha."

No, that would be unfair, he supposes. He's pretty sure he proved himself as reigning champion of this "bucking" game, having managed to toss Silver off in less than a minute.

The teen patted his furs; "You take a nap. I'll be okay. Mummy says sleep is the the best meal for the mindses."

That definitely sounded like a Mary-ism.

Robin struggled to hold back a yawn, "Don't wanna leave Moonah Girl alone and bored. Want to spend time with Kitty?"

Or perhaps Pat? He was probably the only other one Robin would say he trusted to look after her. Thomas and Fanny would either bore or annoy her, whereas Captain and Fanny...Enough said.

"I was thinking maybe I can go ask Mr. Humphrey if Amy is feeling better?" Silver suggested, looking a little nervous, tilting her head.

He winced.

"Maybe best give her 'nother day. Once she fit to leave room, she find you."

Silver blinked, showing little reaction.

"...You're not lying to me, are you, Mr. Robin?" She asked, so innocent that it was like a tiny icepick to his heart.

Squirming with guilt, he felt he had no choice but to go for the gaslighting option. Just for now.

"Promise, Moonah Girl. You see Stompy soon. Just wait for she to come to you."

In her dreams, just as she did every now and then. Not as often for Robin these days, more the occasional visit a couple nights a week, but he knew the two girls spent constant time meeting together at the bridge between the stars and sleeping world.

He waited for Silver to huff and cross her arms and look disappointed further with his vague answer. But instead, she kept smiling, and reached to squeeze his hand.

"I believe you. Hehehe. It's so weird. We only met last night but I feel like I've known you forever and evers!" She giggled.

His heart fluttered as she lay down on the grass beside him, using his chest as a pillow. The pain of her forgetting him was numbed slightly at that little fact. Part of her did know him, on some level, it had just become distorted with this other reality her warped mind had constructed.

Had it been to cope with the loss of Amy? Or what he told her about Mary? After Amy's visit and message from their old friend, he'd been sure the witchling's mental health was improving. For it to snap so violently, so sudden...

Robin brought his hand to her hair, stroking it gently, a little surprised he'd never noticed how many leaves were tangled in it before.

"Knew your mum. Many Moonahs ago." He tells her, delicately, "Feel know Daughter too."

"Hmm. Do you have a moody brother who grunts like a bear? Maybe that's Mummy's friend who looks after me sometimes." Silver mused; "You smell like him...and feel like him, a little. Especially here, hehe." She reached her hand around to ruffle his mane.

Robin chuckled; "Maybe he my twin."

Or, more likely, that's the closest the girl can come to remembering him. Just some...'friend' of Mary's? That stung.

"He's the bad one then, hehehe. No. Shouldn't say that. Mean Silver." She tutted; "I know he's not as mean as he pretends. He's just grumpy...and tired. And sad. Like you."

He stiffened at that.

"Ey? Me not sad..."

"You are. I can feel it." She shifted, turning to move her fingers over his face, drawing over the many lines and bumps; "Just like Mr. Floof. You have so many years of pain and loss. So many tears shed, yet no where near enough. Difference is, he let's his pain out by being angry. But you?"

She giggles and leans her head down on top of his furs, over his chest.

"You let it out by being kind. Hehehe."

He blinked, watching her, trying to make sense of her words. There was always a hidden method to the madness.

She'd saved the memory of him in her mind as being mean. Taking his own pain out on others. That wasn't him. At least...he didn't want it to be. But the hurt he instilled in her, the betrayal and heartbreak, after their last fight, must have left a crack in her heart.

So now what? She's created two Robin's in her head? The Angry One and the Kind One?

He sighed; "Sorry he mean to you. He big stupid. No listen. He talk rubbish."

"He doesn't talk. Just growls, hehehe."

Great, so he was a monster too.

"Would give him big smack in head if he here. No one ever be mean to Moonah Girl." He said, which made her laugh.

If only she remembered the impressive slap she'd given him, the one that would forever tingle like a deep set burn on his cheek.

"He maybe sorry. Know I would be, if did anything to make Moonah Girl sad."

And he was. He'd never stop trying to atone.

Silver squeezed his wrist; "I don't think you have a mean bone in your body, sweet Robin."

If she believed that, then she clearly had forgotten much about him. Maybe for the best.

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Clap. Clap.

"Silver? Silver, wake the fuck up."

Clap. Clap.

What the...?

Her eyes were already open. She wasn't due to sleep for a while. And yet something had dragged her mind under, swaddled her in a thick cloud, and made her feel like she was dozing.

Everything was blurry before her. Two hands were clapping in front of her, each noise forcing her focus to sharpen a little.

"C'mon, you gotta get with it! We haven't got long!"

One of the hands slapped her this time. Ow!

"Sorry. Need you to snap out of it." The familiar voice explained, "I know it's disorienting as wank the first time around."

Silver only knew one voice that was prone to casually swear like that.

She blinked, dragging her mind up as if pulling herself up out of a swimming pool. Swallowing the dry, acrid taste in her throat, she turned to the owner of the hands. And the voice.

"Ames? Ames, is that really you?!" Her Amy. Her Amy who could speak, who had the foulest mouth Silver had ever had the pleasure of knowing.

But the girl with black hair and headphones knelt at her side still looked at her with bleeding eyes that seemed ready to pop out their sockets at any moment, her lips still firmly shut to contain the drink she choked.

Silver deflated, disappointed; "Oh...You're still Namy."

"Namy?"

"Not Amy. Not my Amy, I mean."

"Yeah, don't go calling me that."

Silver rubbed at her eyes, still feeling woozy, like she was having some freak out from some weed that might have been cut with something funky.

"What's happening? How can I hear you? And..." She squinted at her; "Where'd you get that badass cloak?!"

Jealousy thrummed through her as she looked upon it. The bug eyed girl had traded her hoodie for a....much longer hoodie, with electric blue trim that seemed to constantly shimmer, along with sparkling stars down the arms. Amy grinned, standing up to turn around for Silver to get a decent view.

"Pretty sick, right? It was a present from Other You. Along with the boot upgrades." She put one of her massive heels forward for Silver to appreciate the matching blue adornments; "Dragon scales, apparently."

"Wow..." She glanced around her.

Even the woods seemed different. Lights of various hues from pink to yellow to green and more seemed to hover through the air like tiny floating lamps. There seemed to be far more stars in the sky, the constellations more distinct, even the moon twice her normal size.

She'd always loved the forest at night but...this was something else. Like she'd stepped into some mythical Elven woodland.

"Am I dreaming?" She almost hopes that she is.

"Little bit. It's kinda like an intense forced daydream. Or like wearing a VR headset."

The 90s kid scoffed; "What, in the year 3000?"

"Oh, right, I forgot you're fucking ancient."

Hey! Silver threw her an offended look that made Amy chuckle, covering her mouth to stop the water spilling again.

"You telling me we're still in the woods in...your world?" Silver asked.

"'Fraid so. Try not to think too much about how we're here. I did ask Mary if I could bring you back to my room in the house for us to speak, but her magic doesn't work in there. And that clicking is bloody murder on my cheeks and throat after too much."

Mary...Silver shuddered, counting her blessings that she was, if nothing else, out of the cage.

"She's the one doing this?" Silver reached out to touch the edges of Amy's cloak.

It felt so real...

"She's...messing with my head?"

"Not the time to worry about that, mate. We've probably only got a few minutes until she intends to...interrogate you herself. Trust me, you don't want that." Amy warned.

Silver gulped, suddenly remembering the skeletal woman holding up her hand of fire.

She try to burn you...

"Hey! Stay with me." Amy clapped again, steeling her gaze; "She's giving us the chance to talk, she can't take the Mango Loco from my gob but this place does give me some telekinesis."

"Telepathy."

"Eh?"

Silver shook her head; "Telekinesis is moving stuff with your mind, telepathy is mind reading and transmitting thoughts."

"Oooh, OK, smart-ass. Not all of us are lucky to have a mum as a witch!"

"I don't." Silver said.

Amy frowned.

"My mum...Mary. She's not a witch in my world." She explained, "She was burned as one, but was falsley accused. She...hated witches, till she met me, then she changed her mind...Maybe." She sighed, wanting to believe her friend; "But my Mary was always just a woman. A sweet, funny, scatty but awesome, normal woman. Her ghost form could smell of burning and smoke...and summon fire, a little, but...nothing like this."

Magic like this was far beyond even Silver's imagination.

"If we had time, I'd give you the tour, like my Silver did to me. You basically create what you desire. It's as real as you want it to be."

So just like her lucid dreams?

She looked at her palms, then held them inches apart. Focusing, she saw the object she desired in her mind's eye, then willed it into being. Manifest. Manifest.

"Fuck...You're doing it!"

Silver opened her eyes as the rectangle shaped box fell between her hands.

"What did you make?" Amy peered closer.

She looked up, smiling, before handing the box to Amy.

"Another present."

Amy looked taken back, then gently took the small package. Her already wide eyes almost burst out as she read the words on the front.

"Mayfair Sky Blue?! How the fuck?!" She looked at Silver as if she'd fallen from Heaven.

"Hoped you and my Amy liked the same brand." The Pagan grinned; "Oh wait, shit, your mouth-."

"It's fine!" She took one cigarette out and ran it beneath her nose, inhaling it like a line of coke.

"Oh, you can still smell too?"

"No. But this place has simulated taste buds. Closest as I can get, I'm taking the hit. Fuck, I've never thought to summon these before." She smirked, sitting cross legged beside Silver. "No Zippo on me but I wonder if I visit the dragons, one of them will..."

She turned her head just as Silver was staring at her.

"What? What you looking at me like that for? You got a problem with the gross eyes of mine?! Cause trust me, they ain't fun for-."

Silver threw her arms around Amy's neck.

"Shit!"

"Sorry. I know you're funny about hugs. I just...Just needed to do this."

She wouldn't attempt to explain why it had been so long since she'd hugged Her Amy.

Namy deflated, giving her back an awkward pat.

"All right, Luna Lovegood, calm down. At least you're a bit more aware of personal space than my Silv." She gently pushed her back, but gave her hand a squeeze; "Like I said, her mum won't give us much time and we've already wasted it chatting shit and you giving me my fags."

"Definitely nothing wasted there." Silver sniffed, fighting back tears.

Amy's cheeks flushed, just a little.

"Okay, Soppy Bitch. Start from the beginning. What do you remember about how you got here?"

Silver explained what little there was to explain.

She went to sleep as the moon began to wane ("Same as my Silv then.") and was having her usual lucid dreams ("Again, same as our witchling."). She remembered hearing voices calling to her from the shadows, mystery tempting her to discover lost secrets, and then someone calling her name.

Mary. Her mum.

"That's what doesn't make sense to me." Silver grimaced; "She keeps accusing me of being a Siren, but she's the one who called out to me! I ran to her because I thought she was my Mary! If I knew I was gonna wake up in some twisted version of my world, I wouldn't have gone near her. I didn't wanna steal anyone's place or whatever."

"Guessing she thought you were her Silver. She wasn't trying to kidnap you or anything." Amy rolled her eyes; "Just one big cosmic misunderstanding."

"Try telling her that. She's off her rocker and out for my blood."

"She ain't that bad..." At Silver's doubtful look, Amy clarified; "Okay, she's a little psychotic when it comes to her kid. I mean I wasn't exactly her favorite person to start with either. But overprotective parents are kind of a staple of this place."

The Wiccan watched Amy take another long sniff of her cigarette.

"You have your own Humphrey here too? Is he...anything like them?" She meant both Nary and Nobin.

Amy shrugged; "Depends. His head - gonna assume yours is in two pieces as well - is mostly just paranoid and worrisome, treats me like I'm twelve, is convinced that his ex who he believes is my mum is gonna return at any moment. But aside from that...he's kinda sweet. But then you've got his body, which treats me like I'm five and goes on a rampage if I'm more than a dozen feet away for too long. Why, what's your Humphrey like?"

"Honestly? About the same." Silver laughed and Amy joined in, drops of Monster spluttering from her lips. "...It's just...really cool that you two still have each other here."

Not Amy frowned.

"What d'you mean 'still'?"

Silver was saved from having to explain that one by the sound of a tremendous roar. The girls looked up to see a great set of leathery wings through the treetops, along with a long, spiky tail.

"Holy shit! Is that a dragon?!"

"Yeah, that's Fiona. Hey! Hey, Fi! I need you to light my cig for me!" Amy tried to call out but the dragon flew on, ignoring her; "Bitch."

Silver laughed, "Oh wow. I told my Amy that I had dreams about us riding dragons together. That's insane."

Amy's brow creased up.

"Huh."

"What?"

"Nothing, just...You reminded me of a theory that my Silver had." Namy mused; "She was rambling on about how she's practicing astral projection and lucid dreaming. She reckoned that dreams were like...How did she put it? Windows into other worlds? Maybe you dreaming about dragons was you seeing us." The teen shrugged; "Just a thought."

A penny dropped in Silver's head at that.

"....What else did she tell you about astral projection?" She asked, getting a very uneasy feeling.

"Uhm...Just that she wanted to travel up there and explore as far as she could. But sometimes she'd come to this wall she could never quite get past. She was determined to break through it, but her mum kept saying it was too dangerous..."

"A wall as in...between universes?"

Amy's eyes locked with her own as the realisation hit her.

"Holy fuckity shitballs. The mad bitch did it."

Silver felt the breath leave her. It wasn't her fault.

Relief swirled amidst existential terror. She hadn't done this, it was...the other Silver. She somehow got past this great barrier and Mary must have come looking for her daughter only to accidentally lure the wrong Silver, who also happened to be sleeping-

"Enough!" The voice of the wraith sliced through their peaceful scene.

Silver's head felt jerked, forward and back, as the illusion dissolved. The dragon and fae lights vanished. Back in the normal woods close to Button House, Namy was left sat in her regular hoodie and sniffing her empty hand.

Her expression read as 'fuck reality'.

A long, snaky arm of smoke grabbed Silver by the shoulder and hauled her to her feet. In a heartbeat, she was back to facing the monstrous form of this world's Mary Guppy, continuing to glare at her with pure hatred.

"Mine ears hath heard all they needs." She sneered.

Amy tried to defend her, only to hurl up more of her energy drink before remembering she couldn't speak. Then she hummed and tried to sign, desperate.

"Of course you believes her. She did tempt you with your noxious tobacco sticks." Mary dismissed; "But I shall determine the full truths of this ones heart."

Silver shuddered, "I told her everything, I swear. It was the truth."

"You accuse my darling girl of meddling with forces beyond her ken! She woulds never leave me! Not my Silver!"

She raised her bony hand, whisps of charcoal mist dancing around her fingers, merging into a long, pointed speartip.

"I shoulds haves done this from the start. I shall dig the truth from thee, pretty beast. Let's see how honest you were with young Amy."

Fuck. What was she gonna do?! Was it going to hurt?

She looked to Amy, who seemed to be gesturing for her to stay calm. She clicked as she did the most basic of signs.

NO FIGHT.

LET HER SEE.

Tears stung in Silver's eyes before she turned back to face the burned witch. She had no idea how this was going to feel or if it would make this Mary feel any kinder towards her...but at least she would see the truth.

She closed her eyes, just as something sharp struck through her cranium. Silver screamed as the world went dark.

[blackaleycatt]

Wild Hearts: Creature Chemistry

Dabio finally has enough and leaves Donita and the villain lifestyle behind him. Based off the episode "Mystery of the North Pole Penguins?"

Written by me and my friends at 3 am. Not meant to be taken too seriously lol.

Chapter 2: Free

Fandom: Wild Kratts

Pairing: Dabio x Jimmy, Implied Aviva x Koki

Other Stuff: Drug mention (weed)

AO3 link

Dabio trudged forward. He had only been walking for about an hour, but it felt like an eternity. Each step he took was a struggle. His feet were aching, and his arms were sore from carrying his belongings.

Despite having a lot of stamina from working for Donita, he felt exhausted, both emotionally and physically – most likely from all the crying he had been doing.

Through the pain, Dabio reminded himself why he was even doing this. He was determined to keep going. The prospect of reaching the city was the only thing keeping him moving forward. Seeing the twinkling city lights on the horizon gave him a sudden burst of hope and energy that he needed.

He was nearing the city, which meant he was getting farther away from Donita's clutches and closer to freedom. Dabio took a deep breath, adjusted his bag, and continued on his journey.

Time: 5:00 am Location: City Day: Friday

As Dabio arrived in the city, he was overcome with a sense of relief. The sight of concrete buildings and streets filled him with an unusual sense of joy.

The city was relatively quiet at this time of day. There were a few cars here and there and a few people jogging. Most people were probably still sleeping or just now getting ready for work. The sun was just barely coming up so it was a bit dark as well. Dabio made his way to a nearby park, where he found an oddly-shaped bench to rest on. He was careful not to damage his new Shein skinny jeans. As he sat there, he realized that despite being in the midst of thousands of people, he was completely alone.

Doubts began to creep into Dabio's mind. Had he made a mistake by leaving? Was Donita really that bad? Maybe he could have tried harder to convince her. Maybe if he went back now she would still take him back. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he struggled to hold them back. The conflicting emotions were too much for him. On the one hand, he was happy to be free from his old life, but on the other, he felt an intense sense of loneliness that made him question if he should have left.

Location: Tortuga Time: 5:30 am Day: Friday

Jimmy was not a morning person. He was hardly even an afternoon person. It was very rare that Jimmy woke up before noon, especially on a Friday. Unfortunately for him, the edible that he and Koki had shared the previous night still had him tweaking too much to sleep. It was quite potent. He tossed and turned through the night into the morning. He figured since he was up he should head to a cafe and pick up the crew some breakfast as he wasn't in the mood to cook anything.

Quietly he got out of his hammock, threw on his baggiest pair of jeans, a hoodie with a panda smoking weed on it (which he and Aviva had matching ones, as Pandas were her favorite animal), and his favorite snapback hat to complete the look –nothing special. Jimmy finished getting dressed for the day and wrote a note telling the team where he was going. The last thing he wanted was for them to think that one of the villains kidnapped him.

Jimmy felt relaxed as he stepped out of the Tortuga’s dimly lit doors. The refreshing cool air was helping calm his nerves from the remains of the edible still in his system. He took a deep breath enjoying the crisp feeling and headed into the nearby city. About 15 minutes later he arrived at a small cafe that he and the rest of the crew enjoyed having breakfast at, THE HELLO KITTY CAFE! He walked up to the counter, where a friendly cashier wearing a Kuromi uniform greeted him and took his and the team's usual order. His order was ready pretty quickly.

Checking the time on his phone, Jimmy realized he could make it back to the Tortuga before the rest of the crew woke up if he walked fast enough. He picked up the food and headed back, hoping to get some rest before the day's adventures began.

Jimmy exited the cafe but something caught the corner of his eye. He turned his head towards a park that was on the opposite end of the street. A man with a very yellow mullet and a muscular build was sitting on a bench. Although it was still early and the sun wasn't fully out, Jimmy could tell the man sitting on the bench was none other than…

DABIO

“Aw shoot, what’s he up to?” Jimmy whispered to himself. He reached into his baggy pants pocket ready to call the rest of the crew but something about Dabio's vibe felt off. Dabio was sitting on a curved park bench (made to keep away homeless people). His giant hands swallowed his face, and his back was slouched. His designer jeans looked slightly dingy.

Dabio didn't look like his usual airheaded but gleeful self. Donita, his partner in crime, was also nowhere in sight. Dabio never went anywhere without Donita. It was like seeing a lost puppy without a leash.

Jimmy decided to investigate himself before bothering the rest of the crew so early. He crossed the street and slowly approached the metal bench.

“Dabio?” Jimmy called out cautiously. Dabio quickly turned around to see Jimmy standing behind him. Jimmy took a closer look at the man’s face. Dabio looked like he had been crying a bit. His eyes were red, and his FENTY eyeshadow was slightly smudged. He also had a suitcase sitting on the bench next to him.

Jimmy was a bit shocked to see such a big man, let alone a villain sitting alone at 5 am by himself at a park. He felt a little bad for him. He decided to be nosey and ask him what he was doing there. “Dabio, where is Donita? You’re not up to anything, are you?” Dabio teared up at the mention of Donita’s name. He was just so sick of her.

“Donita? Donita and I are done!” Jimmy could tell he was angry but didn't expect that response. “Done? What do you mean you're done?”

“Donita and I had a fight and I left. I couldn't stay there anymore with her. She’s a bully and a mean person”

“You left? So you don't have anywhere to go?”

Dabio shook his head.

Jimmy wanted to walk away back to the Tortuga. He knew the rest of the crew would be mad if he brought home a villain, well an ex-villain. But he would feel guilty if he just left Dabio at this random park. Plus, he felt that Dabio was telling the truth. This didn't feel like a trick or a way to get to the Tortugas location and steal anything. Pretending to be hurt to infiltrate the Tortuga felt like something Zach was more likely to do anyway.

“He was probably going to regret it, but he asked anyway. "Hey, do you want to come to the Tortuga with me until you can find somewhere to go? You can get cleaned up and warm, and we have WiFi. You can call someone if you need to."

Dabio sniffled and looked at Jimmy with his red swollen eyes. “Really? Are- are you sure?” Dabio was a little hesitant to trust someone who was supposed to be his enemy.

Determined to help, Jimmy nodded, reassuring Dabio, “Yeah I mean I would feel bad leaving you out here all by yourself. I’m sure the crew won't mind if it's just for a little bit”

Dabio's face lit up as he jumped up excitedly with his suitcase in hand. “Thank you! Thank you so much, Jimmy.” Dabio picked Jimmy up and spun him around a bit, gently placing him back on his feet. Jimmy was caught off guard by the sudden physical contact, but he couldn't help but feel happy seeing the joy on Dabio's face.

"Um, no problem, man," said Jimmy, unaware of what he was getting into. He just hoped Donita wouldn't come looking for Dabio or the crew.

"Let's head back then."

"Okey dokey," With a sense of relief, Dabio followed behind Jimmy as they made their way back towards the Tortuga.

Location: Tortuga Time: 6:30 Day: Friday

Jimmy walked into the Tortuga with his breakfast in hand and Dabio trailing behind him. Martin and Chris were missing from their hammocks, most likely getting dressed for the day as they were usually the first to wake.

Jimmy placed the food down on a table in the Tortuga living room while Dabio took a good long look around. He had only seen the outside of the turtle ship. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the interior was inviting and comforting. A complete contrast from the luxurious private jet that he and Donita shared, well, used to share.

Donita's private jet was impeccably clean, with every surface and corner seemingly sterilized to perfection. There was very tacky furniture. The walls were the ugliest shade of pinkish-purple someone could choose from. The mansion was equally as unappealing. Dabio and Donita had lived together for years and he wasn't even allowed to decorate his own room! He felt like a child trapped in a pink, inescapable prison, longing for a bit of personal freedom and a chance to express his own sense of style.

Sure, he probably would have decorated the mansion and plane with My Little Pony memorabilia. However, it would still be a significant improvement from what she was working with currently.

"Uh… you can take a seat if you'd like," Jimmy said awkwardly, motioning towards one of the hover chairs in the room. He felt weird being so friendly with Dabio.

Dabio, sensing the tension, responded with equal awkwardness, "Thank you," and took a seat on the hover chair. The silence that followed was palpable, and Jimmy couldn't help but wonder how long it would last.

Jimmy was the first to break the silence, his tone cautious. “So uh, the rest of the crew is probably gonna be surprised to see you. I don’t really know how they're gonna react so just be chill okay?” Dabio wasn't too worried. He knew that the crew would be wary of him because of Donita but he had confidence in his ability to handle the situation.

A few moments later, Jimmy heard the heavy footsteps of Martin and Chris's boots echoing down the hallway. They were deep in conversation, likely discussing some animal-related matter, but as soon as they stepped into the Tortuga's main room, they froze.

"Uh, Jimmy? What is Dabio doing in the Tortuga? What's going on?" Chris's tone was cautious, his body language tense and ready for a fight. Martin looked just as confused, his expression a mix of surprise and suspicion. Chris and Martin didn't play when it came to the villains. They could get down if they needed to.

Jimmy quickly stepped between Dabio and the brothers, his arms held up in a gesture of peace. "Bros, wait. Let me explain what's going on," he said, his voice calm and reassuring.

Koki and Aviva shuffled into the main room, still in their pajamas.

“Guys, what’s going on in here? Are you alright?” Aviva was wearing purple pajama pants and glasses that made her look like a bigger nerd than she already was. She rubbed her eyes with the back of her palm. As soon as she was finished rubbing them, they landed on Dabio. She was too exhausted to do anything other than let out a faint "Ummm."

Koki, on the other hand, was never too tired to get down to business. “Ok, someone needs to explain what’s going on in here right now,” she demanded an explanation for the commotion. Koki was wearing one of Aviva’s baggy t-shirts.

Dabio and Jimmy exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to respond, but Jimmy was the first to speak up. "Um, I was out getting some food for us because I didn't feel like cooking. As I was coming out of the cafe, I saw Dabio sitting on a bench. I thought Donita was around, but she wasn't. Dabio didn't have anywhere else to go, so I let him crash at the Tortuga, just for a little bit."

Aviva, who had woken up and was now listening intently, furrowed her brows and asked, "Why wouldn't Dabio have anywhere else to go?"

Dabio took a deep breath and spoke up this time. "I left Donita."

Martin, Chris, Aviva, and Koki all had a mix of shocked and concerned looks on their faces. "Why? What happened?" Chris inquired.

Dabio couldn't go into much detail without tears welling up in his eyes. “Donita is always so mean to me. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to pack up all of my stuff and leave her for good."

The Wild Kratts were aware of how Donita treated Dabio. Even when they were around she was kind of harsh with him and would treat him as if he were a servant. They felt like Dabio was being genuine only because they knew Donita was a rather cold-hearted woman.

"So that's why I brought him here. I felt bad just leaving him out," Jimmy stated.

"Well, I guess he can stay for a little bit. I wouldn't feel good about kicking him out," Martin said, glancing at the crew. "Yeah, me too. But, Dabio, if any of us feel unsafe or uncomfortable with you staying here, I'll have to ask you to leave. Is that clear?" Aviva looked Dabio in the eyes. "And we'll be keeping an eye on Donita's whereabouts."

“Yes. I understand '' Dabio was just happy they weren't going to let Donita know where he was.

“Good. Koki and I are going to get dressed. We'll meet you guys back here in a few minutes."

"Don't take too long. I'm getting hungry!" Martin whined.

"You won't starve to death," Koki joked.

Jimmy looked at Dabio's soiled clothing and sweaty hair. "Hey, Dabio, you can use my bathroom to freshen up if you want. A shower might make you feel better."

Jimmy then took Dabio to the shared bathroom on the Tortuga. He helped him get the shower running and collected his dirty clothes to put in the wash. Dabio was grateful for the hot water and the chance to wash away the grime of his trip. After a while, Dabio emerged from the bathroom smelling like vanilla-scented soap and wearing a clean set of clothes. He looked a lot better than when Jimmy first found him.

After freshening up, Jimmy and Dabio made their way to the Tortuga's main room where Chris and Martin were impatiently waiting to start eating. They weren't allowed to eat until everyone was at the table.

"I hope Aviva and Koki hurry up. I can't wait any longer." Martin was holding a fork and knife in his hands tapping them on the table.

"Martin, calm down, you're so dramatic." Chris giggled at his older brother and tried to calm him down.

Jimmy and Dabio took their seats at the table with Martin and Chris.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Epel Felmier Dorm Uniform Personal Story: Part 2

"Let me goooo!!"

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3)

[Ignihyde Dorm – Lounge]

Epel: It took me all night, but… I did it! Idia-san, I'm done with the color scheme for the magical wheel.

Idia: Good job～ You promised to show it to Vil-shi when it'd done, right? Why don'tcha go call him, then?

Idia: And do it fast so I can go back to being alone…

Epel: Yessir, I'll go get him now!

Epel: This is the magical wheel that got the exterior painted to look like a time machine.

Epel: The design motif was inspired by the beloved peacock chair of the "Fairest Queen of All."

Vil: …

Epel: Uh… Vil-san?

Vil: Epel. And you're satisfied with this design?

Epel: What do you mean by satisfied…?

Vil: I requested it to be "something appropriately beautiful for the setting."

Vil: However, I cannot feel the passion of whoever designed this.

Vil: You personally don't see this as "beautiful," now do you?

Epel: …! That's…

Vil: I cannot see this design as anything other than just trying to suit that world.

Vil: Begin again, Epel. There's no need for you to return to the dormitory until you've finished.

Epel: Eh! Vil-san, wait a mo― …He's gone.

Epel: …Urgh, dammit. It pisses me off even more because he was right…!

Epel: But, I'm getting to work with one of my favorite things. I can't give up after just one failure.

Epel: So I just gotta make something that I find "beautiful," something that suits the setting,

Epel: And something that'll make Vil-san happy, right?

Epel: I'll show 'im!!

Epel: …......... But does something like that actually exist…?

[Ignihyde Dorm – Idia's Room]

Idia: Yoooo! I got the kitty's accessory I was rolling for! That rare item'll increase my speed by 100 points!

Idia: Heeheehee, those high-level bosses better watch out… Tremble before my high evasion rate!

[loud running noises]

Epel: Idia-san!!

Idia: Eek!!!!! E-E-E-Epel-shi! Don't you know it's rude to barge into someone's room without knocking!?

Epel: Ah… S-Sorry.

Epel: The thing is, we gotta redo the time machine…

Idia: Hah…? You mean he rejected that tawdry design?

Epel: Yes… So please, help me construct another one!

Idia: (Grr, that Vil. If there's some kind of ideal design he's looking for, he should do it himself, instead of sending someone else.)

Idia: (I can't handle missing out on any more of my game time. I need to get this done fast and get Epel-shi out of here ASAP…)

Idia: H-Hey, Epel-shi. Isn't there something you're good at?

Epel: Eh… What're you talking about all of a sudden?

Idia: I mean, it'd be faster if Vil-san had come here to do it himself, instead of rejecting your choices.

Idia: But he left it to you to do, so… Doesn't that probably mean you have some kind of hidden ability?

Idia: Happens in my online games all the time, sometimes you have to throw all your effort into your best stats for a quick win.

Epel: But, the only thing I'm really even good at is cutting apples, and I don't think that's really useful for designing―

Epel: (…Hm? Apples…?)

Epel: ―I GOT IT!!!

Idia: Eeek! Y-Y-You're gonna make me jump outta my skin shouting so suddenly like that!! D-Did you figure something out…?

Epel: I figured it out! I know the best thing that I can make that's also "something appropriately beautiful for the setting."

Idia: W-Well, if you thought up a good idea, then great. Then, let's get to work right away.

Epel: Eh… But, Idia-san, didn't you stay up all last night? Are you going to be alright without even a little break…?

Idia: Heh, what's one all-nighter? My favorite idols may look old, but inside shines the eternal spirit of a 17-year-old…

Idia: Even Precipice Moirai has done live performances for 72 hours straight.

Idia: I'll easily overcome this high-leveled quest!

Epel: P-Preci… Moi-what? I-I don't really understand, but… Thank you!

Epel: (I'll definitely make a design that Vil-san… No, that anyone would love and accept!)

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3)

[justlookatthosesausages]

I am VERY emotional about BBC Ghosts' final season coming soon and since we went down the bittersweet and fluffy headcanons route with @phenixy-dunnhart and @cheery-space-lizz, here you go fams, a reminder that I headcanon since DAY ONE that if Alison and Mike have a child in the last season it will go that way:

Alison feels nauseous for a week and can’t tell why and she starts to stop hearing and seeing the ghosts around so she panics and feels really sad about it, and Mike can’t do anything and feels sad for her too though he is very supportive, and one morning out of a sudden idea she takes a pregnancy test and it’s positive and Mike is super happy at the news (after fainting first) and the ghosts are extatic and for months she communicates with them through (very slow) means like Julian typing on the laptop or whatever and at one point Pat goes “You know Alison, the reason why you can’t see us anymore maybe is because you’re carrying life now…” and they all bet that it’s exactly why and 9 months later when the baby arrives in the Button House where it already has so many uncles and aunties, Alison suddenly hears and sees them all again and they’re all gathered around her with tears of joy and she’s having the best day of her life because she’s a mother AND she got her family back

IT'S ALL ABOUT THE FLANGST GET IT

also when I first shared this headcanon, @hell-and-pepsi added: "Bonus if the kid can see ghosts too" and they were SO RIGHT

Like omg of course the kid sees the ghosts and Julian runs around pretending that he’s the one the kid saw first.

“Don’t you get it? Alison saw me first, they saw me first-”

Robin: that only because you walk butt naked, they are shock

Fanny: you’re wearing animal pelts every day, Robin. If anything, you’re as shocking to children eyes.

Pat: that doesn’t change the fact they probably sees us. Did anyone else try? It’s too bad they're all in town right now it would have been lovely to try it.

Kitty, beaming: They smiled to me yesterday!

Captain, rolling his eyes: The kid smiles all the time, Kitty, it’s no proof. (Then coughs because he doesn’t want the others to comment on how he tenderly observes the baby) What- uhm- what about you, Thomas?

Thomas: (dramatic sigh) I long of the day this lovely child will notice my undeniable love for–

Robin: it no.

Julian: yeah.

Pat: yeah.