#caring for a maltese puppy

[happypawshealthylife]

Keep Your Maltese Happy and Healthy: Essential Care Tips

Caring for your Maltese can be a joy, but it comes with its own challenges. These little furballs have big personalities and require special attention. In this guide, you’ll discover health tips that will help keep your Maltese vibrant and full of life.

Regular Vet Check-ups: A Must for Your Maltese

Taking your Maltese to the vet for regular check-ups isn’t just a good idea; it’s essential. Just like us, dogs need routine exams to catch health issues before they become serious. These visits help monitor your pup’s weight, check for dental problems, and get any necessary vaccinations. Think of these vet trips as a yearly tune-up for your best furry friend!

Healthy Eating: Nutrition for Your Maltese

What goes into your Maltese’s bowl makes a big difference. Providing a balanced diet with quality dog food can keep your pup's energy up and coat shiny. Choose food that's specifically made for small breeds, as they have different nutritional needs. You wouldn’t give a toddler adult vitamins, right? It’s the same idea for your Maltese!

Portion Control: Don’t Overfeed

Maltese can easily gain weight, so it’s crucial to follow feeding guidelines. Measure their food to avoid overfeeding. Consider dividing meals into two or three smaller portions throughout the day. This not only helps control weight but also keeps their energy steady. Think of it like snacking—who doesn’t love a good mid-day treat?

Grooming: Keeping Your Maltese Pristine

Maltese dogs are known for their beautiful, flowing coats. However, that gorgeous fur needs attention. Commit to regular grooming sessions to prevent mats and tangles. Regular brushing not only keeps their fur looking good but also helps you catch any skin issues early. Imagine brushing your hair every day; it just feels better!

Bathing and Nail Care

Your Maltese doesn’t need baths often—maybe once a month—unless they get into something messy. Use a gentle dog shampoo, and remember, a clean dog is a happy dog! Also, don’t forget about their nails. Keeping them trimmed is important for walking comfortably. Think of it as a little pampering session for your pup!

Exercise: Keeping Your Maltese Active

Even though they're small, Maltese still need regular exercise to stay healthy. A couple of short walks daily or some playtime in the yard can do wonders. Try playing fetch or tug-of-war—it's not just fun; it’s great for their heart health. Think of it as their daily workout; it keeps them fit and happy!

Dental Care: A Healthy Smile for Your Maltese

Just like humans, dogs can face dental issues if their teeth aren’t cared for. Start a routine of brushing your Maltese's teeth a few times a week. There are many dog-friendly toothpaste options out there. A healthy mouth means a happier dog. After all, who wouldn’t want to show off a sparkling smile?

Hydration: Water is Life

Always keep fresh water available for your Maltese. Staying hydrated is key for their overall health. Just like you, dogs can get thirsty after playtime. Make sure to change their water daily and encourage them to drink, especially after meals or exercise. Think of it as your dog’s version of a refreshment break!

Love and Attention: The Best Medicine

Finally, don’t forget that love is crucial in caring for your Maltese. Spending quality time together strengthens your bond and promotes their emotional well-being. Whether it’s cuddling on the couch or going for a little adventure, your Maltese thrives on your attention. Your furry friend may be small, but the love they give is huge.

By following these health tips, you’ll ensure your Maltese stays happy, healthy, and full of life. Routine vet visits, proper nutrition, grooming, exercise, dental care, and plenty of love will make all the difference. Take these steps, and watch your Maltese thrive!

[woso-story]

The Weight Of Love And Loss - Part Six

Alexia Putellas x Reader - Part One Two Three Four Five Seven Eight Last Part

It had been a week since Alexia’s long-awaited return to the pitch. The roar of the crowd, the adrenaline coursing through her veins, the sheer joy of being back in her element—it all reminded her of who she was before the injury, before the pain, before everything fell apart. But after the final whistle, when the applause faded and the stadium lights dimmed, she was reminded of what she no longer had: you.

For months, Alexia had been staying with Mapi and Ingrid, their guest room a refuge from the memories that haunted her own apartment. But now, with her comeback complete, it was time to return to her space, to face the life she had to rebuild.

Moving back wasn’t easy. The first night alone was eerily quiet, the absence of your laughter, your presence, deafening. She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the framed photos she had taken down but couldn’t bring herself to pack away completely. They were tucked in a drawer now, out of sight but never out of mind.

To reclaim the apartment, Alexia started rearranging things. She moved furniture, swapped out old décor, and even painted an accent wall in the living room. She told herself the changes would help her move on, that creating something new in the space you had once shared would lessen the sting of your absence.

But some things stayed the same. The coffee mugs you both loved were still in the cupboard, and she couldn’t bring herself to replace the couch where you had spent countless nights together, curled up under a shared blanket.

---

On the surface, Alexia was thriving. She was back on the field, her knee stronger than ever. Training sessions with her teammates brought back a sense of camaraderie and purpose. Her therapy sessions continued, though now they focused less on processing her injury and more on navigating her emotions.

Her psychologist encouraged her to reflect on the changes she had made—not just in her physical recovery but in how she approached life. She admitted that losing you had been a wake-up call, a painful but necessary reminder to take care of herself and the people she loved.

Alexia still attended small rehab sessions, maintaining her knee’s strength and stability, but she no longer approached them with the all-consuming intensity she once had. Balance was her new mantra—on the field, in her relationships, and in her heart.

Her teammates noticed the difference. She was more grounded, more present, and while she still pushed herself, it was clear she wasn’t running from anything anymore.

But Mapi, her closest confidant, knew better.

---

“You’re doing amazing, Ale,” Mapi said one evening after training, her tone warm but probing.

Alexia smiled, brushing her hair back. “Thanks. It feels good to be back.”

Mapi studied her, the way Alexia’s smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. “You’re not fooling me, you know.”

Alexia raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“You’re better, yeah. Stronger, happier. But there’s still something missing,” Mapi said, crossing her arms. “You don’t have to say it, but I know it’s her.”

Alexia looked away, her chest tightening. “It’s not that simple, Mapi.”

“No, it’s not,” Mapi agreed. “But avoiding it doesn’t make it go away.”

Alexia didn’t respond, instead staring at the floor. She knew Mapi was right. She thought about you constantly—how things ended, the conversations you had in the café, the quiet hope she still carried in her heart. But you wanted space, and Alexia was determined to respect that.

---

Meanwhile, you had found your footing in a life without Alexia.

Your apartment was small but cozy, a space that felt entirely your own. Mylo, your Maltese puppy, brought light and joy to your days, his boundless energy pulling you out of bed even on the mornings when your heart felt heavy.

Work had become a source of fulfillment. The promotion you earned brought new challenges, and you threw yourself into projects that excited you. You were finally living for yourself again, no longer consumed by the emotional weight of your relationship’s downfall.

But despite your best efforts, Alexia was never far from your thoughts.

Sometimes, late at night, you found yourself scrolling through her Instagram. She looked radiant in her photos—her strength and confidence seemingly restored. You noticed the changes in her apartment, the little details in the background of her posts that hinted at her efforts to move forward.

You didn’t like or comment again, not since the “Proud of you” message weeks ago. But every time you saw her smiling face, a mixture of pride and longing filled your chest.

---

Luisa wasn’t convinced by your insistence that everything was fine.

“You’re doing amazing, but don’t think I don’t see it,” Luisa said during one of your park walks with Mylo.

“See what?” you asked, pretending not to know.

“You miss her,” Luisa said plainly.

You sighed, looking down at Mylo, who was tugging at his leash. “Of course I miss her. But that doesn’t mean going back is the answer.”

Luisa didn’t push further, but her knowing look stayed with you.

---

For weeks, you and Alexia lived separate lives, each trying to move forward while carrying the quiet ache of what had been.

Alexia focused on her career, her therapy, and her friendships. She was stronger than she had been in months, her confidence slowly returning. But every now and then, she’d catch herself glancing at her phone, wondering if you were thinking of her too.

You continued to build a life that felt fulfilling and free, Mylo at your side and work keeping you busy. But in the quiet moments—those rare evenings when the noise of the day faded—you wondered if Alexia had truly moved on, or if she missed you as much as you missed her.

The people around you saw it—the lingering shadows in your smiles, the way neither of you seemed quite whole.

Neither of you were ready to reach out. Neither of you were ready to let go.

And so, for now, you lived separate lives, carrying the hope that maybe, one day, your paths would cross again.

[tyunn1ngz]

beomgyu nsfw alphabet

cw: lots of afab!reader but no gender stated

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

likely u will have to give him aftercare, appraisals and reassurance along w lots of physical touch but he'll give that all right back!!!!! tell u how much he loved it; loves u <3

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

on him and his partner i think his and ur hands!!!!!! hand kinks rise!

loves how big his hands are compared to urs, but how easily u can overpower him hehehehe ʕ •ᴥ• ʔ loves watching his own pretty fingers disappearing when he fucks them into u, watching how just the curl of his fingers can make u throw ur head back breathlessly; murmurs of how good he's doing falling from ur mouth :3c

loves watching your hands when u touch him any and everywhere— but he especially loves ur fingers curled around his cock, jerking him off <3

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

loves to cum on ur tummy the most methinks or sometimes his own when either ur riding him or no penetrative sex is involved at all :p loves it MOST when u drag ur fingers thru the mess and feed it to him; how humiliating

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

definitely gets off on ur scent sometimes and humps ur pillows when ur not home. he poses it like he's just very on top of keeping all ur linen freshly washed! but u know better— but he doesn't have to know u know !

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

not at all—anything he knows is from porn. has some idea of what he's meant to be doing but he's dumbed out before u can even properly start so ur definitely going to have to help him out and guide him through it gently

f = favourite position (this goes without saying)

in general, any position that lets him see ur face, not only so he knows what brings u the most pleasure based on ur change in expression but because ur just soooooooo pretty and he really needs to kiss u all the time <3 however when he's particularly needy, i can imagine he'd love doggy the most, chest pressed to ur back as he ruts into u like he's in heat, no real rhythm to his hips all that matters is having u close w as little space as possible >_>

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

pretty serious but only because all that's in his little puppy head is 'please please please' sometimes though there's giggly days, just soft intimate moments with no real dynamics or anything close, just laughter and pleasure hehe

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

keeps himself well groomed but doesn't really care that much, doesn't make much of a difference to him so it's not the neatest or anything. also do y'all remember those pics tho where he had a teeny lil stubble >_> imagine that on ur thighs when he— [TRAIN PASSES BY]

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

veryyyy romantic; always holding ur hands, brushing ur hair from ur face to make sure he can see u properly, spouting 'i love you' almost every 30 seconds— the whole shebang sex is another form of love to him

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

jerks off a lot if he's not with u or ur simply not in the mood; or even when u just want to watch him get off for u he's so down for that too (づ￣ ³￣)づ doesn't feel as good as if it were u but he loves making himself feel good nonetheless!!! especially if u watch

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

what kink wouldn't he have at this point ,,,,, somno one of his biggest ones, followed right by pet play. play into the maltese puppy thing more beomgyu it doesn't look suspicious at all (also rough him up he'd like that)

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

probably just in the bedroom, but if there's somewhere not too risky u want to try he'd probably be willing!! i can definitely see him loving u teasing him anywhere and everywhere though— hands on his upper thighs under the table, breaths on his neck and ears, dirty words only he can hear—just not the sexual acts themselves anywhere people will actually see ;p

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

anytime u take initiative or become possessive and/or bossy. almost like a pavlovian response when u get a little snappy or commanding, even if its not towards him— immediately squirming and pressing his thighs together and praying for his cock to stop aching over such silly trivial things. u wanna take ur frustrations out? he's waiting!

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

again nothing to cause him or u serious harm, but probably not too many hard limits. he does prefer when ur nicer to him, bossy but nice. hit him around all u want but make sure he knows he's a good boy for it (⌒ω⌒)ﾉ

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he would prefer giving but he's never EVER opposed to receiving. u could probably be the worst at giving head but this boy's thighs will be shaking like his soul is about to leave his body and he'll be pleading to cum in ur mouth. will only let u go down on him if he's gone down on u first too, which does come to a little problem when he's already cum from humping the bed while he moans into ur cunt but hey! such an eager thing he's ready to go again so quickly so don't sweat it too much <3

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he's fast and rough bc he becomes so dumb and pathetic, completely drunk off pleasure, so u'll have to force him to slow down. if u even want to that is ;p

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

hes sensitive enough that every time u guys have sex its probably by definition a quickie but he can go enough rounds u probably wouldn't actually consider them so.... so love them i guess?

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

yes absolutely he trusts u so much and he's loved everything u've had to show him abt sex so he's open minded to a lot when it comes to u hehehe!!! even if he doesn't end up liking it, he feels safe trying at least once w u and telling u when it comes down to it that he doesn't want to do that anymore. bare minimum but important!!!!!!!!

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

doesn't last very long but can go several rounds(⌒ω⌒)ﾉ will go for as long as u want him to in all honesty, no matter how tired he gets what a good boy

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

vibrators, puppy ears and tails, collars, harnesses for when he gets pegged and maybe gags even; all to use on him <3

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

he doesn't tease u at all, fleeting touches maybe but just to rile u up just a little— he's not really looking to get punished. however!!!!!! as much as he whines, he loves u teasing him.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

tries to be quiet, he really does, but he's so sensitive it's just hard!!!!!!!! low moans, husky w his deep voice but sometimes he sounds like he's outright sobbing and his breath catches on a pretty little hiccup </3

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

really into the idea of u bending him over ur knee one day and spanking him til he cries but isn't sure how to say it; starts to lean into acting out if it means he'll get what he wants eventually ┐('～`;)┌

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

BIG!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he is BIG :3c but doesn't know how to use it—at least not at first anyway. just ruts and humps with no proper rhythm until u pull his hair through ur fingers and tell him how to fuck u properly

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

really high. like puppy in rut high. grinds into u and cums in his sleep kind of horny levels. sedate this guy!

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he falls asleep pretty fast because he practically becomes a puddle in ur arms when u cuddle him after the fact. ur hands in his hair, caressing gently over all the marks u've left on him, gently kissing the crown of his head— he's off to dreamland, but he's so warm and practically purring in ur arms w how he hums happily that it's easy to follow him there!!!! <3

[themissinghand]

Hiiii.Welcome home and back!.How was your day?.I hope it was good.I miss you.Can I make a request about Han Yoojin x femreader?!.(This guy needs attention like Kim Dokja and Cale Henituse!!).The reader is very loyal and loves Han Yoojin.The reader and him were lovers in the first life before the reader died from the high rank dungeon.So they met again after he 'collected' the S rank hunters.Angst to Fluffy.Hehehe.I need something to cry then happy.

Thank you for listening. Take care of yourself.

The S-Classes that I Raised Heartstrings [1]

Part 2!

Summary: In which you don't remember Han Yoojin in this life, but he remembers everything. 

Or, as Yoojin watches you from afar, he vows to make you fall in love with him all over again.

Pairing: Han Yoojin x F! Reader

Note: I'm doing good! Hope you're having a wonderful day too!

It is my job as a manhwa reader to complete the holy trinity. Also, is it just me or like it's a desert for this fandom for x reader stories??

Warnings: Angst and fluff served on a silver platter just for you anon!  ★・・・・・・★

“Y/N!” 

Han Yoojin pulled you in a hug, relief washing over him for a brief moment until he was pushed away harshly.

“Who are you?!” 

“Woof! Woof!” Your dog, a Maltese, growls at him fiercely, trying to protect his owner. 

Seeing your shocked and cold expression, one that screamed “touch me and I will call the police”, Han Yoojin struggled to come up with words. 

You don’t remember. 

“Stop Bong!” You called out, trying your best to calm your dog by slowly stepping back away. Once Bong was a little more tame, you looked at Han Yoojin with a suspicious look. 

“I don’t know you.” 

With a bitter smile, Yoojin swallows, before bowing and apologizing. 

“Sorry, wrong person. The person I am looking for has the same name and looks similar to you.” Your hostile expression fades away to one of understanding and even empathy.

“Oh, that’s okay. My name is pretty common in Korea.” You smile awkwardly before dusting off your shirt. 

“You seem very desperate to find this person, so I hope you find her soon.”

With a weak smile, Yoojin nods and waves goodbye. Watching you leave and hop onto a bus. His eyes follow you until you completely leave his sight. 

“Hyung! There you are. What are you doing?” 

“Just…meeting a friend.” 

That’s right. You don’t remember. 

Han Yoojin met you in his lowest times. 

When his younger brother rose to the top of fame as a S-rank, he was left behind. 

He was ridiculed by the world and abandoned by the brother whom he tried so hard to raise. 

In the midst of trying so hard to understand and gain recognition, he met you, who was an D-class hunter that specialized in healing. 

You, who reached out to heal his wounds and scars, and the first to see him without the branding of a failed older brother of a S-class hunter. 

You, who helped him stand on his two feet again after each failure of a dungeon. 

You, who stayed with him through his depression, and frustration. 

You, who showered him with reassurance, kindness, patience and love, whereas he was too naive, envious, and took advantage of you for emotional support.

You, who taught him his worth-

And him, who couldn’t protect you. 

“I’m sorry, (L/N) (Y/N) has died in the B-Rank dungeon.” 

Your death has killed him too. 

He remembered going back after your funeral to your shared apartment. He didn’t know how he made it back, he felt like he was simply drifting along without any meaning in life. 

“Woof!” Startled, Han Yoojin looked down to see the white Maltese looking up at him with cute puppy eyes.

“Woof!” Bong patted his shoe, before running around, patting the door, as if telling Yoojin something. 

Then, Bong sniffed your shoes. 

Han Yoojin remembered breaking down then, crying, begging, and praying to God like a pathetic idiot he was. 

In his next life, he will protect you.

He hugged Bong close, who seemed irritated and confused. 

Bong didn’t understand. 

For everyday he waited by the door, waiting for you.

Everyday that passed without you, Han Yoojin was dying.

He slowly went back to his old self, and society began to overwhelm him. 

Until the day he too caused his younger brother to die, and he got the opportunity to fix everything from the beginning.

Han Yoojin wanted to see you so badly. 

From the moment he woke up in the past, you and Yoohyun were the first he wanted to see. 

But, he remembered how he was so weak and useless, and did not want to repeat that life again. 

So he built up strength, collecting S-classes as he goes and making sure that he will never be a burden to Yoohyun or anyone he loves. 

So that when he met you again, you didn’t have to take on the burden to take care of him. 

This time, Han Yoojin swore that he will protect you. 

Even if you don’t remember who he is, and even if no one else acknowledges you, he will. 

Just like you have done with him.

“Bong!” 

“Hyung!” 

“Wait Yoohyun!” Yoojin stops his younger brother from making a mess, and watches a familiar Maltese stop in front of him with puppy eyes. He sniffs his shoes and then circles him excitedly. 

“Woof!” 

Does Bong remember?

“Bong, you can’t just run away like that!” You catch up finally, panting a little bit before meeting Yoojin’s eyes. 

For a moment, time seems to stop as if giving Yoojin time to make a decision. 

But luckily, he didn’t need to once he saw your potential showing above your head.

“Ah, you’re the man from before! So sorry about that. It seems like Bong remembered you.” You were embarrassed as you picked up Bong in your arms. 

“It’s okay, I like dogs.” 

“Yea, I don’t know why Bong is acting like this. Usually, he isn’t that friendly with strangers…”

 “What’s your name?” Yoojin asked, and you sheepishly answered. 

“(L/N) (Y/N), and you are?” 

“Han Yoojin, and this is my brother Han Yoohyun.” You gasp, a look of realization flashed on your face, before bowing profusely. 

“I’m so sorry, I promised we won’t bother you again-”

“It’s okay, actually, are you a hunter by chance?” You stood confused, but nodded. 

“I am…but I am only a D-class healer-” 

“That’s perfect, we were looking for one, and you look like you have potential. Right Yoohyun?” Yoojin quickly elbowed his younger brother, hoping that he would get the cue, and Yoohyun smartly responded with a nod. 

“Are you sure? I don’t think my skills are that valuable.” Surprised and embarrassed, you fidgetted a bit and stroked Bong’s head. 

“Don’t worry, I see potential when I see one.” With a hand extended for a hand shake, he smiled gently, just like how you reached out to him. 

“I believe you can be better than you are now.”

This time, his skills can help you become someone more than a D-class hunter, but a S-class Saintess. 

Because that’s who you are.

It was hard to get you to trust him. 

It was even harder, managing the suspicious looks from Yoohyun and his S-class children, and ensuring you are safe from his potential enemies.

But it was all worth it, when you learn, grow and gain confidence in your skills. 

With how close the two of you have gotten, both of you celebrated in a restaurant with beer after seeing a breakthrough in your healing skills. 

“(Y/N), I love you.” 

Yoojin said out of nowhere, and while he said it to activate his skill, it was also with a genuine heart. 

“(Y/N), I love you.” He felt emotional, finally saying the words he buried deep in his heart that he wasn’t able to say easily back then. 

You, who was tipsy and giddy, could only grin stupidly and joke at his comment. 

“Haha! I love you too, Han Yoojin.” 

Even though you probably will not remember tonight, or your time together with Yoojin in your past life, Yoojin is happy with this. 

“Aww, boss, why are you crying?” 

“Shut up and drink.” 

“Yes sir!” 

Seeing you laugh as you down each drink, he matches your energy with gratitude. 

This time, he will be patient, he will be your emotional support and shield. 

This time, he won’t be foolish, he won’t be a burden. 

This time, he will treat you better, and cherish you with everything he’s got.

So if, by the off chance that you will remember the past, the two of you can still live a happy life together. 

“Yoojin~ Did you find that person *hic* by the way? My twin?” 

It became a running joke, one that embarrassed Yoojin, but also made him feel happy. 

“I did.” 

“I hope I can meet her soon!” 

“Me too.” 

When you finally knocked yourself out, he laid on the table facing your sleeping face and smiled. 

“(Y/N), I love you.” 

[nyx-knacks-writes]

Daisy and the Beast

A little fic based on a headcanon posted to my other blog. I can't think of any content warnings or spoilers for Broadchurch, but like... Be mindful. Happy (week early) Halloween! 🎃

One part of Alec’s brain thought that he looked stupid. He was a grown man, not a little boy anymore, and he certainly wasn’t the type of grown man who dressed up for Halloween. He wasn’t even really the type of grown man who passed out candy for Halloween. He was more apt to pretend the holiday wasn’t happening and shut himself in the house with a coffee and some case files to avoid the hordes of primary schoolers hopped up on Maltesers and Skittles. All that to say that he wasn’t quite sure how he’d managed to allow his daughter to talk him into this. (The secret had to have been in her masterful kicked-puppy eyes and his pathological inability to say “no” to her without death and injury on the line.)

Daisy was eight years old, and like many girls her age, positively enchanted by Disney movies, particularly the Disney Princess movies. The Little Mermaid, Cinderella, Aladdin, The Princess and the Frog, she’d seen them all. However, her all-time favorite was Beauty and the Beast. There was no contest. After all, what wasn’t there to love? Living furniture, classic musical numbers, and true love’s kiss to wrap it all up in a neat little bow. Alec didn’t quite see the appeal. He could appreciate the hard work that went into the animation, but the real world was a lot crueler than a strong man belittling his Daisy’s intelligence and a group of men trying to kill a beast that they viewed as dangerous. Problems in the real world didn’t magically stop existing because you sang a little song or had a single dance. And he would know. As it turned out, Tess was not fond of dancing. His clumsy-if-well-intentioned attempt to smooth over an argument with a romantic dance had certainly proved that. Talk about only working in the movies.

Back to Daisy. Because she adored Beauty and the Beast so much, she had decided that she wanted to be Belle for Halloween. She’d also decided that she couldn’t possibly be Belle without a Beast, and in the absence of any younger siblings or pets who wouldn’t care what they wore, she’d decided the next best option was her father. Her grumpy, people-hating father who may as well have been a beast himself at times. She’d begged and pleaded like her life depended on it, making promise upon promise upon promise. She’d eat her vegetables, do her chores, go to bed on time (wasn’t she doing that already??), anything and everything to make him say “yes”. 

He’d lasted all of five minutes. 

So there he stood. Halloween night. In a big, furry Beast mask, a blue and gold suit, a tail, horns, fake claws, and even more fake fur that itched like crazy as Princess Daisy-Belle stood at his side, giggling up at her daddy as he stood stiffly in place. Tess, meanwhile, stood a few feet away with her phone out, snapping picture after picture for the future and completely failing at hiding her laughter. 

“Come on, Alec, smile!” she tried, forcing her own smile off of her face. “You don’t want Daisy looking back on these and just remembering you being grumpy, do you?”

“You try smiling when you have polyester fur down your—” he cut himself off with a grumble and forced a happy smile.

“There you are, that’s a love,” Tess replied, still snickering. “All done.”

Alec sighed with relief and turned to his daughter, this time with a genuine smile. 

“Alright, wee princess, are ye ready to go?” he asked, scooping her into his arms as she squealed delightedly.

“Yes, Daddy, yes!” Daisy cried back, wrapping her little arms around her father’s neck and squirming like she’d already eaten a kilo of sugary sweets.

“Got yer bucket?” he asked, placing her back on the floor. “Yes!”

“Glowstick?”

“Yes!”

“Shoes?”

“Uhh…” Daisy looked downward, picked up her skirt to see her feet, and ran off to get her shoes. Luckily, they were just a pair of black Mary-Janes rather than anything sparkly, so there would be no need for a second photoshoot. They hadn’t been the shoes that Daisy had wanted, but both Alec and Tess had insisted on practical shoes rather than the tiny yellow heels that had been on display beside the costume. After all, how was the girl meant to trick-or-treat if she was struggling to walk?

As soon as the errant shoes were strapped on, the little group set off to raid the neighborhood candy bowls, full of as much Halloween spirit as they could muster (though it should be said that one member was notably lacking). Overall, it was a pleasant, fruitful venture. Being police, Tess and Alec had done their best to settle in a safe neighborhood in Sandbrook, full of old folks and young couples and positively brimming with free candy, which was all that really mattered on Halloween night. As expected, the father-daughter duo raked in copious amounts of colorful candy. Lollipops, jelly fangs, M&Ms, Skittles, you name it, it was in the bucket. Alec had to wonder, in the back of his mind, if this had been a factor in Daisy’s insistence upon dressing up together. She was a smart kid, so he wouldn’t put it past her to figure out that the cuter she was, the more candy she could get. Eh, it didn’t really matter. She wouldn’t want to dress up with him forever. Even if he did have fur in places where fur should never be, he’d cherish the unrestrained love of his daughter while he still had it.

With aching feet and heavy arms, the Hardys arrived back home just as the porch lights began to wink out. Halloween night was drawing to a close. Being that it was Tuesday, Daisy couldn’t stay up much longer, or she’d be too tired for school. Realistically, her class wouldn’t be doing much of anything the next day anyway, but that didn’t mean that she should be allowed to stay up until midnight cramming her cheeks with chocolate and crisps and whatever other junk people gave out for Halloween. No no no, she was sent off to shower, put on some jammies, brush her teeth, and hop along to bed. When she came out, she made a beeline for Alec, thankfully already changed, and made sure to hug him and thank him and tell him how much she loved him. A happy smile parked itself on his face, and Tess couldn’t help a smile of her own as her husband waltzed into the bedroom and settled beside her under the covers.

“What’s got you so happy?”

“Nothing, love. Just happy to see Daisy so happy. Snickers?” Alec held up a pair of candy bars that he’d pilfered from Daisy’s bucket.

“You didn’t. Stealing from your own daughter?”

“Parent Tax.” Alec shrugged and unwrapped a bar. “Don’t tell me you weren’t going to do the same.”

“Touché, sir.” Tess took the second bar and dug into it, only getting a bite in before turning to press a chocolate-tasting kiss against Alec’s lips.

“Happy Halloween, love.” “Happy Halloween, darlin’.”

[sareenademon]

Bi Han and The Dog He Said He Never Wanted

Sareena: Beloved! Look at what I found! He was all alone at the market.Isn’t he adorable?!

*Sareena shows him a Maltese puppy. The puppy starts yapping excitedly and Bi Han looks disgusted.*

Bi Han: Take it back Sareena.

Sareena: Bi Han! Don’t be mean!

Bi Han: We are not keeping that little beast.

They did end up keeping him much to Bi Han’s dismay. He was not an animal lover and he told Sareena that the puppy was entirely her responsibility. He would not care for it.

Sareena tried to name the puppy Snowball. Bi Han couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Bi Han: We’re not calling him that.

Sareena: Why not? It’s cute.

Bi Han: No.

Sareena: What about Fluffy?

Bi Han: Are you serious? Absolutely fucking not.

Sareena: Then what ideas do you have?

Bi Han: How about, Runt?

Sareena: *slaps his arm* …What about…Fang? After my demon fang swords.

Bi Han: Fang…Fine, whatever.

For a couple of nights the puppy irritated him to no end. It wouldn’t stop yapping. Day and night. It was so god damn needy too. It shit everywhere. Bi Han also became jealous of the little beast because it took up most of Sareena’s attention.

One night, he had enough. He was already sleep deprived, and now this puppy was barking at 3 am in the morning. He grabbed the puppy out of his crate and screamed at him to shut up. When little Fang started whining from fear Bi Han immediately felt like shit.

Wtf was he doing? Screaming at little animals. He quickly tried to quiet Fang so that Sareena wouldn’t wake up and bitch him out for upsetting him. He instinctively cradled the fluffy puppy in his arms, trying to get him to stop trembling. He gently stroked Fang’s head.

Fang was so tiny, so fragile. As Bi Han looked into the puppy’s big eyes, he felt his cold heart begin to melt.

Bi Han: Shhh…Don’t fear little Fang…I won’t harm you…

When Fang licked his fingers, that was it. That was his baby. That was his son. His precious Fang, Fang.

Sareena found him the next morning passed out on the couch with Fang sleeping on his chest.

The first thing Bi Han did the next day was buy him a expensive new blue collar, he had the Lin Kuei symbol put on it.

Sareena: I thought you didn’t like him.

Bi Han: If we’re going to keep this little beast then he must be properly trained.

Sareena: And the fancy collar?…

Bi Han: Don’t question my decisions, woman!

Bi Han is a pretty intense guy by nature and that transfers into his dog parenting.

Bi Han took it upon himself to train Fang. He put him on a strict food and training schedule. He also researched all about puppies and how to train them.

Also put Fang on a cook food diet.

Sareena: Why can’t we just feed him dog food?

Bi Han: You want to feed him that dehydrated crap?! I thought you cared about this dog!

He teaches Fang how to sit, roll over, fetch, shake, and play dead. He’s such a proud father.

Fang becomes like his emotional support dog. Whenever he has a hard day or he’s just pissed off, he calls over his puppy for comfort.

When he’s stuck doing paperwork, he likes to have Fang on his lap to keep him company.

He gets him groomed regularly and cleans his eyes daily. No crusty eyes for his puppy.

It gets really cold in Artika so Bi Han makes sure to bundle Fang up. Fang has a collection of little jackets and sweaters. He also has booties. Sareena finds it a bit silly and can’t help but laugh whenever she sees Bi Han putting booties on Fang.

Bi Han: Don’t laugh at him, it’s to protect his paws from the snow!

He doesn’t take Fang to the dog park anymore because he thinks the other dogs play too rough with him.

He started shouting at the other dog owner and Sareena has had to drag him out of there before he started throwing hands.

Aggressively overprotective over Fang. Once Tomas accidentally stepped on his paw and Bi Han was on poor Tomas like white on rice.

[maranull]

HELLO MARAAAAAA!

If you're still doing them, do you have any head canons as to what kind of pets the Elden Ring crew would have? And if so, how do they spend time with them?

HELLO!!

Still doing them, I just rarely think about Elden Ring on my own anymore (aside from Meli, I always think about Meli). Asks are always helpful in getting my butt to think and write for them more so ty!!

~

Melina

She would have a medium to large mixed dog. Just a puppy she found on the road one day and it stayed with her for the years to come. I think Meli walks a ton, so most of their time together is long walks and occasionally trying to tire each other out. Like, Meli might just go into a sprint, or the dog grabbing something that she doesn't know its safe or not and running away from her. Stuff like that.

Ranni

A maltese dog and a white persian cat cause girly is nothing if not loyal to a theme. Time together would be mostly just sleeping tbh. Occasional walks with the dog, but she'd mostly leave the... caring for parts of having a pet to Blaidd. Not that she wouldn't do them if he wasn't around, but it's easier to just let him do her job for her.

Polyanna

A pomeranian mix. They are doing everything together. Reading? Miss doggo will very carefully observe the shapes on the page for as long as Poly does (or until she falls asleep on Poly's lap). When on long walks she flops down on Poly's shoulder and takes a rest there. On walks with auntie (Meli), she would also rest on top of Meli's dog as they all continue their walk. Malenia always claims that's a bird in a dog's body and Poly hasn't found sufficient arguments against that :P

[diagonal-queen]

Imagine with a Reader who literally have many dogs like their house is literally full of dogs and puppy??imagine Chuuya decide to visit his s/o then he saw many dogs

anon you are an absolute genius

The Man and the Puppies

♡ pairing: Chuuya Nakahara x gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: Chuuya is a dog lover and you're a dog owner, and he finally gets to meet all of your puppies.

♡ wc: 838

♡ cw: Dogs (duh lol), swearing, Chuuya and reader are in an established relationship.

note: I HAD TO DO THIS OKAY?? CHUUYA IS THE ONLY DOG PERSON IN THIS SHOW. I have two puppies and I think he would love them and treat them super well :') As always apologies for errors and please enjoy!

"Holy shit..."

You were half-expecting such a reaction from your boyfriend, but the sheer amount of joy and wonder in his eyes drew a smile out of you. For a while now, you'd impatiently been awaiting the day where you would introduce Chuuya to your dogs (of which there were...many), knowing how he had such a sweet soft spot for the animal. The often suave and collected Chuuya had been excited like a child on the way to your place, asking about breeds, names, ages and just about every other detail you could provide. It was truly adorable how eager he was to meet your puppies.

Chuuya stepped into your home, so enamoured with your pets that he almost forgot to close the door. You knelt down to give pats and attention to the dogs that ran up to you in excitement to hop on you and lick your face. Your partner blithely observed as you interacted with your beloved pets, until he noticed a petite white Maltese leave the small crowd before you and approach him, staring up at him curiously.

"Hey there, tiny," Chuuya knelt down and locked eyes with the puppy. "How're you?" The dog leaped up and pawed at his chest, and Chuuya scooped her up in his arms before seating himself on the floor. She wasted no time in befriending him- that is to say, licking his face.

"I guess she likes you," You smiled. "She doesn't usually behave so friendly around new people."

"Is that right?" he asked, grinning down at her. "She's a beauty, for sure."

"She's one of the younger ones," you explained. Another one of your dogs, a brown and white bulldog, wandered up to you and took a seat next to you. You reached over and rubbed his head. "Hey, buddy! This is Chuuya! Say hi!" Obviously, he didn't say anything, but he did cast his large black eyes towards the redhead holding his sister.

"What's he like?" Chuuya asked, watching the bulldog.

"He's just a lazy little guy," you grinned affectionately at the dog. "He loves to have his tummy rubbed, don'tcha, fella?" As if he knew what was coming next, the bulldog slowly rolled over onto his back, to be met with a barrage of scratches to his stomach. He stretched out his small arms as you did so. Chuuya watched with a peaceful smile on his face.

"Do you all want tummy rubs?" You continued, reaching out to scratch another one of your dogs' stomachs. "Come on, all of you!"

"You're so cute with your dogs, hon," Chuuya beamed. "I'm almost jealous."

"Don't worry, Chuu, you're still my favourite," you turned back to him jokingly. "Now that you've met my puppies, though, you're obliged to help me take care of them and give them your attention, too."

"Alright, then. What's that entail?"

"Well, you're their daddy now. You need to help me feed them, clean up their shit, and play with them and give them little kisses on their tiny heads."

"That's fine..." he replied, still admiring you in your sea of dogs. It almost appeared as if they were your children, in a way. Chuuya wondered how it would be if the two of you did have a kid, but quickly brushed off the thought. "I'm not gonna be around all the time though."

"Just move in with me," you shrugged. "It's not that hard."

"No, you move in with me. My place is bigger. It'll fit all the dogs." Chuuya had just been going with the flow of the conversation, so he didn't actually realise the implication of what he'd said until you glanced at him, your expression sincere.

"...you want me to move into your place?" You asked, softly. "...and the dogs too? Like, you're actually willing to help me take care of them? I was only kidding when I said you were obliged to help me-"

"Y/N," he interrupted, firmly. "First of all, I fuckin' love dogs." You chuckled. "More importantly, I fuckin' love you. I'd be so happy if you moved in with me, and if you bought your dogs along. It'd be great to come home to see you and them every day. It'd be like..." Chuuya glanced down at the Maltese in his arms and traced a finger over her head, "...kinda like having a little family of my own. But that's only if you wanna move in with me, I mean."

"...Chuuya..." You reached out and took his gloved hand in your own, a genuine smile across your face. "You sappy bastard, of course I wanna move in with you."

Chuuya let out a small laugh. "And the dogs?"

"Yeah, I guess I'll bring them too," you huffed, ironically. He laughed once more, before leaning over to press his lips to your cheek.

"Love you, babe."

"I love you too, Chuuya." you sighed. The puppy in Chuuya's arms suddenly yapped, catching the attention of the both of you. "Hey, she says 'I love you', too!"

Well that got mushier than I thought it would! Shout out to my dogs I love them with all my heart 🌸 they actually helped me write this they were my beta readers

[viburnt]

PUPPY BOY! AU HEADCANONS PART.2

Part 1

Tagging the babes: @shonen-brainrot @dabislittlemouse @angelshimaa and @shionancientsblog

Remember I'm still working on this AU so feedback is appreciated

Deku + Maltipoo

• Maltipoo is a hybrid breed resulting from the mix of a Maltese and a Poodle. And who was born quirkless but got a Quirk transferred? Deku! Which to some extent makes him a hybrid too. Both are highly intelligent and friendly breeds, which suits Izuku very well!

• Izuku radiates Crusty white dog energy, there's no way to deny it, and this breed is part of that group. He has a sweet, caring and friendly personality, but he is also VERY emotional. Cries a lot, he can't help it. Maltipoos also have very fluffy fur, which matches Izuku's green hair.

• This puppy boy was practically protected and pampered by his mom; Inko always brushed his fur after baths! However, just like any other Maltipoo, Izuku adapts easily to any environment and challenge. He also has quite the intelligence and memory, making him the perfect puppy boy for almost any task. Appropriate, considering Izuku is progressively learning to control all his powers and molding himself to the needs of his missions.

• Did I mention Maltipoo puppies befriend practically anyone? *ehem* Just like Izuku befriended [insert list of pretty much any student at U. A]

• Oh, you want to put a doggie collar around his neck? Go ahead! Even when the skin of his cheeks and ears get all red with embarrassment, he loves it. Push a little further, and you'll even be able to hear him whine for attention.

• Needy, so, so needy. Pet his ears and he'll be melting! Play with his hair and he'll fall asleep on your lap.

“Are we gonna hang out today?” Izuku asked, tail wagging effusively at the promise of an evening by your side. You smiled apologetically, excusing yourself. “Sorry, Izu, today I have some work left to do. Maybe another day?”

The puppy in front of you pouted, begging with a pleading face. “Please, please, please! I- I brought my favorite All Might DVD,” Izuku said, his hands gently tugging your shirt. Sighing, you gave up; how were you supposed to win against someone that could quite literally pull puppy eyes on you? “Maybe we can binge-watch it while I work.”

Izuku's lips stretched in content, yapping a sweet “Thank you!” as he walked by your side. “We can lay on the couch, and I'll make sure to recap everything you missed while you weren't paying attention!”

Todoroki + Siberian husky

• I had some trouble deciding which of these breeds fitted Shoto more. On one hand, he could be a Doberman like Dabi, after all, they come from the same dad (like it or not). Enji would've cut his ears and tail too to make him more imposing, and dominant-looking (trying to mold him to his image), leading to Rei burning his face and, well, Todoroki trauma. On the other hand, Siberian huskies already have plenty of traits in common with Shoto.

• Siberian huskies have a stern and serious aura around them, specially at first glance. Their deep gaze and icy blue/light gray eyes manage to allure anyone, not to mention is one of the breeds that has more common cases of heterochromia. We all know how Shoto debuted as a “I'm not here to make friends” character but, in the end– just like this breed –Shoto proves to be friendly and silly with the right people.

• He has very soft big furry ears, and a fluffy tail curled upwards; the fur is white and brown/reddish and matches his hair almost too perfectly. Shoto also has massive canines that he tends to bare when he is truly pissed off or stressed.

• Like many huskies, he is smart and has a lot of stamina. You need to keep this particular puppy mentally/physically stimulated by either showing him new tricks (e.g. Simple science experiments or DIY tutorials) or burning that energy (e.g. Teach him how to play Just dance!)

• Sheds, a lot. Help him brush his fur because otherwise you'll be dealing with random dog hairs in your room. Oh, he also has trouble communicating in general! Which is funny considering how Huskies don't bark like normal dogs, they kind of howl and cry.

• Shoto is a very odd puppy, but a great listener if you ever need to talk.

“And you're supposed to put your left hand on a red circle. Like this!” You said, bending and twisting into a rather uncomfortable position over the Twister mat. Shoto had been aching to play with you for a while, begging - in his odd way (which was standing in front of your bed until you noticed him) — to learn. “I see, so the cardboard thing dictates which limb you move and where you put it.” He said, kneeling to your level as you plopped on the mat.

“Yes, exactly! The last one standing is the winner,” Shoto heard you add, nodding at tour words with seriousness. “Just make sure to keep your tail tucked, we don't want another sneezing accident…"

Shoto unconsciously whined, dropping his ears like a scolded puppy. “Sorry, I didn't mean to make everyone fall with my fur.” The first time he had tried to play, his tail and ears tickled everyone's nose, making the complex knot everyone was tangled in collapse. “It's OK, Sho, it happens.” You smiled sympathetically.

Shigaraki + Rottweiler

• It was suggested that Shiggy could be a Corgi by the lovely @shionancientsblog , and while it would be a cute idea (specially when he had one as a kid), I think Shigaraki's evolution as a person makes him fall under the category of a “problematic breed”. Rotties are great family dogs in the right environment, they are friendly, caring, and playful; sadly, we all know this puppy boy didn't have a good family. Shiggy was neglected and abused as a baby, and he eventually bit the hand that was supposed to take care of him! So, like many dogs when they bite, he was cast away and tagged as a danger. A kind puppy turned into a crazed dog by the hand of the wrong handlers.

• He has short floppy ears with black fur, matching his original hair color. The tail is black as well, but it was cut by his father to “avoid accidents”. Shiggy's fur, however, changed in color the same way his hair did.

• Wears a spiked collar, a gift granted by A.F.O to avoid using his quirk on the skin of his neck. He doesn't like it, but knows it's for the best.

• Rottweilers are also known for acting on impulse and being childish (borderline being messy or confused as aggressive) when they have no guidance. Shiggy had the same behavior when he first started his villain life, but with the right training, he learned to focus his energy on a specific target. Trained to bite on command.

• When he gets involved with you, however, you slowly but surely start filling that emotional void he had. It took a lot of trial and error, specially when he growled at you with those large canines of his, but patience turned out to be enough to ease him.

• Much like Dabi, Shiggy grants you scary dog privileges, but he is less controlled about it and will target anyone who may be “trying to take away his owner”. He won't call you owner, by the way, but in his heart you are part of the very reduced group he likes and follows.

“I don't like the way he is looking at you!” Shigaraki growled, unconsciously trying to hide you from Dabi's gaze. The latter had been sending you cocky smirks here and there, pissing Shiggy off. “Calm down, he isn't doing anything,” you assured him, allowing your hand to pat his head. The frown on Tomura's face softened, but he still didn't like the idea of another person laying eyes on you. “What, you like him better?”

You knew that the child inside him was speaking, so you indulged. “No, Shiggy is my favorite.” Tomura heard you say, feeling the warmth of your lips on his cheek. “W-what was that?!" He yelped, “Are you trying to embarrass me?” You shook your head. “Just making sure you know how much I like you”.

[falloutjuli]

I kinda went nuts and casually made this 5k words. OOP- Anyways, stan Mochi, I love him already.

If anyone wants another continuation, be sure to let me know, Im always down to write more cute domestic fluff with your gravity man.

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Chuuya Nakahara x Reader - Domestic Adventures part 2 (First part;♥️) Wordcount: 5,2k Short summary: Their little family gets a new addition in the form of a dog. With that also comes letting their closest friends and family (pretty much only Chuuyas side) know just how serious they are. Warnings: NONE - Y/N used - Reader gets caught lying, Chuuya being a cutie, author is invested in Mochi, Akutagawa being an awkward mess, DAZAI

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"But Chuuya, let me repeat your point yeah?" He nodded, taking a sip of his wine, his thumb caressing the back of your hand.

"You think it's a good idea to get a dog that can protect me while I'm out with them yeah?" He nodded again, trying to find your problem.

"And the first breed you name me is a Chihuahua?" Chuuya shrugged, still struggling to see the problem.

"Chuu, no one is afraid of a Chihuahua. They are like... tiny as Fuck. No person who intends to harm me is gonna see that miniscule thing and go 'yeah I won't fuck with them, they got a Chihuahua '."

"Fine, then what about a Maltese?" You stared at him with a raised eyebrow. Meanwhile Chuuya didn't get you. Why not get one of those?; you should like them since they are cute and small like hi- He stopped immediately and cursed internally for having thought that.

"Then what's your idea?" With a huge smile you got up to get your phone.

Getting a dog has so far not been the fairy tale that the movies had sold to Chuuya.

No picking up a stray dog with huge innocent eyes who will love you eternally.

No, the time he had found one it tried to bite him when he approached. In the shelters you haven't found the perfect one either. Either they needed more care and attention that you could plan for or the vibe simply didn't match. So now you were going through listings, in the hopes of finding a puppy you both like.

"Okay sooo… I have found this listing online from a little family whose dog recently had a few puppies, and after I have seen the pictures, I have been thinking about them." You passed Chuuya your phone, watching his reaction carefully as he took in the listing.

You watched his content expression become bewildered, as he scrolled through the pictures. "Those are German shepherds." He stated and you nodded excitedly.

"Yes, I know. And they are so adorable. Don't you think?"

Chuuya didn't know what to think. Sure, these were cute, fluffy looking pups but they'd grow. A lot. And he was unsure of that. In his mind he had always pictured having a dog that’s more... compact.

And while that was his preference, he knew he can't deny you. You'd just need to insist on one of these and he'd get it. He cursed that you had him in your hand.

As you noticed his hesitation, you sat down next to him, laying your head on his shoulder, watching as he took in the pictures. "We don't have to get one of these. It's just... if we get a dog, I want one like that, or a golden retriever, something like that you know?"

Hugging him sideways, carefully aware of his wineglass you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "But like I said, if you don't want to, we won't get one like this. We can always wait."

"No doll, you like these." You rolled your eyes.

"Chuuya, it's our dog. We both make the call and won't decide alone. But if you're worried about them being too big, it says down here, that there's a bit of corgi in here, so they stay rather small." "Really?" Orange eyebrows furrowed as Chuuya read the text.

"We could always ask to see them in person and see if they fit us." You said, a finger trailing over his leg. "Alright. Sounds like a deal. You make the date and I make sure I'll be there alright?" The smile you now wore made Chuuya feel warm.

---

Barely a week passed before you sat in your car, Chuuya in the passenger seat, currently trying to squeeze into a parking spot near the family’s home.

"I can't believe you manage to fit that." Chuuya stated once he saw how insanely tight the space had been that now your car stood in. "I'm the majesty of parking spaces, now come on, I wanna pet some cute puppies!" You dragged him along, your eyes looking around as you compared the GPS map to your surroundings.

"This should be it!" You finally stated, opening the front gate to a tiny average looking house. Chuuya grew nervous a little. Which felt weird to him.

He was a Mafia executive for god's sake, and yet the thought of meeting his potential new family member had him wary.

"One second!" A woman called from the other side of the door, after you had rang the doorbell. Once opened the woman took both of you in.

"Sorry for the mess, a toddler and puppies are no easy task!" She said, as you both came in and for what she said, it looked rather clean even. "Follow me, they are currently outside, playing." She stated, guiding you and Chuuya to the backyard where a bunch of black and yellow furred puppies were running around, playing with toys.

Chuuya felt his heart swell immediately upon seeing all these cute little beings. He barely registered you and the mother talking. Only when your hand slipped in his, he was ripped out of his trance, focusing on you again.

"Soo.. let's play with them!" You said giddily and approached the tiny pups. The second your knees made contact with the grass you were swarmed by them, their paws all over your thighs, as they tried climbing onto you. You giggled, hands trying to pet and caress each and every one of them.

Good thing you wore some jeans that could be ruined, as you had expected something like this. When your quickly looked next to you, you saw that Chuuya barely got any attention from the puppies as they were busier trying to get to lick your hands.

Sensing how Chuuyas mood took a dip, you picked one puppy up and placed it closer to him, but the second Chuuya lifted his hand to pet it, it ran back to you.

Well... This was awkward.

"You can pick which one you like best." He just stated, trying his best to mask his disappointment. "No, Chuu, you know we both pick one."

He looked over to you, who was getting swarmed by the furry beasts, and he wondered just what it was about him that dogs didn't like... He knew dogs had a weird sixth sense, so perhaps it was something about him, like the whole Arahabaki thing that made them keep their distance.

A sigh escaped his lips, and you shot him a sympathetic smile. "We can always look for others." You stated trying to cheer him up. He nodded, once again trying to mask his true feelings, as to not upset you.

But just when he was getting up, one of the puppies ran up to him, nudging his hands.

Hesitantly and very slowly Chuuya moved his hand towards the little thing and eventually his gloved hand met the body of the pup. The soft fur tickled the skin the glove didn't cover and if Chuuya ignored all his feelings about you for just a second, this was the best feeling ever.

You watched him, biting your lip from how cute the scene looked, with your Mafia boyfriend almost crying from cuddling a puppy. He looked unlike himself, all soft and in disbelief of the situation.

"I think we made a choice." You whispered to the woman, who chuckled quietly and led out back towards the patio so you could talk.

While you discussed when the puppy could be picked up, which shots he had already gotten and anything else that could matter, Chuuya was busy playing with the soon to be new family member, finding immense joy in watching the little thing do the most mundane things.

He barely noticed time passing, until you cleared your throat behind him. Curiously he looked up from his sitting position and cocked an eyebrow.

"Chuu, it's time to go home. They'll be tired soon and we still have some cooking to do." "Oh yeah, of course." He quickly regained composure, getting up and dusting off his clothes.

He desperately tried to ignore the puppy that was nudging against his leg to continue playing. He coughed in his hand, shifting awkwardly.

---

"Thank you so much for your time. You have my number so if anything important comes up, don't hesitate to message me." You said and waved goodbye to the family and took Chuuyas hand to return to the car. Once in it and on the road, you got talking.

"We can pick him up in a month."

Chuuya needed a second to register what you meant. "We're gonna get him?"

"I mean, you were so in love with the little one, so I asked if someone wanted him specifically and now he's ours. He will get his remaining shots at the vet, and then we can pick him up in a month."

Chuuya was silent. Oddly so.

"Chuuya?"

"I love you so much."

You chuckled, caressing his thigh, as you kept your eyes on the road. "As do I. Any ideas for a name yet?" You asked but the ginger shook his head.

"No... I guess I have enough time to think about any ideas. Do you?"

This time you shook your head. "Nope. I'm sure a fitting name will come find us." You said, pulling into the garage of your shared home.

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Time passed, but barely quick enough for Chuuya. Never in his life had a month felt as long. Not when he really wanted his dog but the most he got was pictures you showed him after work that you got from the very kind owners.

He had already ordered all kinds of pet stuff you could need in an effort to keep his mind off the excruciating long time, but it only made it worse. Now there was pet stuff everywhere in the apartment, and no dog to show. Damn his overexcitement.

A knock on his office door interrupted him from his workflow. Fortunately, it wasn't a subordinate coming with bad news or anything, it was Kouyou, carrying a little gift box.

"Ane-san, how are you, do you need anything?" He asked, setting his papers aside. Kouyou took seat in front of his desk, putting the pink box with white ribbon on top on it.

"I was out shopping the other day and I bought some sweets for you and your partner. Who I still haven't met by the way."

Ah yes, the god ol' passive aggressive way of Kouyou saying "When am I going to meet them?"

"Come on, it's not that serious or deep." Chuuya tried to downplay, but this was still Kouyou he was talking to, so with a smirk she replied; "Ah yes, your totally not serious partner that moved in with you and are now adopting a dog with. At least invite me to the wedding when the time comes.”

Chuuya rolled his eyes. There was no hiding the truth from Kouyou, especially not between the two of them.

"I'd get not letting them meet the Akutagawas, Mori or Kajii, but me? Didn't I raise you better than that?" She said with a dramatic sigh at the end, further lamenting the feeling of being left out.

"You know they are a regular person, so I'd prefer to keep ‘em far away from any of this. But maybe, someday, I'll invite you to dinner. And you know if I were to get married, you'd get the important roles anyway."

With a smile, she got up. "That's all I wanted. I just hope you're happy Chuuya. I'll leave you to it then."

She left his office, only the package left on his desk from her.

---

"From your big sister?" You questioned as Chuuya put the box in your hands while he hung up his coat. "She's not my actual sister. Her names Kouyou and she's reeeal curious about you."

You smile awkwardly, before you set the box on the kitchen island and drag him towards your room. "Sounds interesting. You'll have to tell me more later, because for now, I have a surprise for you!"

Chuuya raises a curious eyebrow and watches you open the door, only to see a puppy running out, that's now circling his legs.

Amazed he bends down to get rid of his gloves, his hands brushing through the soft fur. "B-But...how? It hasn't been a whole month just yet?" He asks, voice an octave higher.

"I was surprised too. He got his last vet exam yesterday and I was asked if we're already ready to pick him up. I said yeah, and came to get him today. We're just... Lacking a name still."

Chuuya didn't care about all that right now. He was too busy enjoying being an official pet owner now, engraving the feeling of soft fur and a tiny tongue licking his hands in his brain for all eternity.

He felt like he could combust from happiness in this moment, from just how perfect his life seemed right now. A loving partner, his lifelong dream of a dog being fulfilled.

"Mochi." You stated, ripping through Chuuyas mind.

"Huh?"

"Your sister got us mochi." You repeated, holding up one of the treats from the box. Looking down at the pup, Chuuya smiled.

"Why don't we call him that?"

"Mochi?"

"Yeah? He sure is sweet enough to be one." You smiled, watching Chuuya stroke the puppy that excitedly wiggled its tail.

"That's a cute idea. Mochi it is then." While munching on a mochi, you crouched down to Chuuya and placed on in his mouth too, his eyes not leaving the puppy. He chewed, smile ever present on his lips.

"I love him so much already." He stated, mouth still full. Once he had finally swallowed, his turned his attention from Mochi to you, kissing you all over you face in pure excitement.

He called in sick the next day just so he could play with Mochi all day, making you chuckle as you listened to the worst fake cough ever as he phoned around.

---

Falling into the new routine was easy even. Mochi would be walked to his dogsitter (who Chuuya had thoroughly vetted before he even got to meet Mochi) by you on your way to your job.

After your shift you come pick him up, walk a detour through the park, get home, start dinner as you both wait for Chuuya to come home.

At the weekend Mochi goes to a dog trainer for a few hours for his behavior and to learn new tricks and otherwise spends the days with you, whatever you decide to do.

Chuuya had been right about a dog helping your when he was away. During a particularly long mission of 3 weeks in Europe, Mochi had kept you busy and happy.

"Sorry that it's taking so long doll. This stupid asshole I'm here for is really testing my patience." He stated and looked outside at the rainy streets on London at night.

One the other end of the speaker your sleepy voice rang through his ears. "It's alright. It’s what I signed up for when I said yes to dating you. Take your time and get that punk. I have Mochi to keep me company." As the mention of the name, the dog let out a quiet whine, but Chuuya still heard it.

"I miss both of you. I’m hoping you’re not letting him stay in the bed." Despite spoiling Mochi to no end, like all the steaks he kept buying just for him, he was adamant about the bed being a dog free zone. "He has an almost 55k yen pet bed in baroque style, no need to have him in our bed too." He had said.

"Oh yeah I'd never do that." You said while Mochi laid happily on Chuuyas side of the bed.

"Good. I'll see you soon."

You didn't know how soon, because Chuuya went well past the initial return date and was unable to update you. It was alright for you, after all it wasn't his fault, and you knew he didn't have much choice in the matter at all.

On a lazy Sunday morning, you still tucked into your warm blanket, one arm draped over Mochi as he curled against you on the bed, the apartment door opened very, very quietly.

Having picked up on it, Mochi left the bed, making your stir awake. Your half-asleep brain was ready to get back into dreaming about being stuck in a candy maze, when the weight on the bed shifted behind you and you were pulled against a chest.

"Good morning." He whispered, against the skin of your neck before he pressed soft kisses anywhere, he could reach. You let him, before you rolled on your back, your hands finding his neck to pull him down into a real sloppy but passionate kiss.

"You're back." You mumbled tiredly and pressed your face against his shoulder while you cuddled with him. "Yes. Finally got that fucker and took the first flight back. Sorry it's been so long."

"You're forgiven." Another kiss was shared. "I'd say you too, but not when you lied to me that Mochi wasn't in the bed." You groaned, of course he had you figured out.

The next day Chuuya for once had off while you had to come into work. It was a rare occurrence, since normally Chuuya worked a lot more, but Mori had been kind enough to give him an addition day to settle back in before returning to his duties the next day.

With him at home, Mochi got to stay home too, and Chuuya took full advantage of it. Cuddling, playing, bathing, brushing his fur, Mochi was getting spoiled rotten by his ginger owner, who was just excited to finally be back with his family.

---

"What. Is. That." Akutagawa asked as he, Higuchi and the Black Lizards stepped into his office to be briefed on their mission. Mochi laid on a pet bed, tail wagging in excitement at the sight of new people.

"That's my dog, Mochi. Dogsitter called in sick and my partner can't take him with them to work so he came with me." Chuuya said and watched as Gin, Tachihara and Higuchi all crouch down to pet the good boy.

Hirotsu retained his composure, though Chuuya did seem him sneaking glances with a smile on his lips, while Akutagawa kept trying to shift subtlety as far away as possible.

"He doesn't bite, ya know." Chuuya said and was met with an accusatory stare from the boy in the long coat.

"And?" Was the simple statement and Chuuya let him, knowing fully well that due to his upbringing Akutagawa was no big fan of dogs. Why he then became the dog of the Port Mafia is an irony beyond Chuuyas understanding.

Higuchi, Gin and Tachihara keep on petting, cooing, and talking to Mochi while Chuuya shared the briefings with the two guys who weren't charmed by Mochi.

"A simple thing really, Mori and I just thought it'd be better to send all of you in case of having to detain more people than accounted for or unpleasant surprises." He stated as Hirotsu and Akutagawa quickly read through the notes.

The cooing and happy whines of Mochi behind them were a little distracting but when Chuuya cleared his throat, all other three mafiosi were back in line next to Akutagawa and Hirotsu.

"Be thorough, don't fuck shit up and keep collateral to a minimum, alright?" All of them nodded and went on their way to the mission, with all of them but Akutagawa stealing a quick glance at Mochi one last time.

When his office door closed, Chuuya himself was immediately crouched down by him, petting, and cooing at him. "You’re being so good today. I'll get you steak for lunch, just don't tell Y/N!"

It was late when Akutagawa returned to the office to hand in his first draft of a report.

Chuuya was just starting to pack things up, as the younger one entered, standing at the side of the table that was furthest away from the dog, who only spared Akutagawa a tried glance and a yawn.

Upon seeing the bared teeth Akutagawa became even stiffer, however that was possible. "Thank you, my boy. I'll read it at home if that's alright with you."

"Of course. I only wanted to drop it off, since I had it done anyways, and the light was still on here." He coughed in his hand, promoting Mochi to get up and get closer, which then in return made Akutagawa take a few steps away again.

"He's not gonna bite you, don't worry. He's a real good boy." Chuuya said held onto Akutagawa’s shoulders to push him towards Mochi again.

The younger one became as stiff as a board as Chuuya carefully guided his hand to the top of Mochis head. “See, aint that bad right?” Awkwardly Akutagawa nodded, mentally he was using Rashomon to climb to the ceiling to get away from this.

Letting go of the hand, Akutagawa kept it still, with Mochi turning, sniffing and then licking his hand, making the man scowl. “Ew.” He stated and Chuuya laughed.

“Come on then let’s get home, want me to give you a ride Akutagawa?”

“Im fine. I have more work to attend to anyways. But thank you for your time and thank you for…” Akutagawa stared down at Mochi, before he continued, “Whatever it is you do. But don’t just lick people.”

With that he turned on his heel and left, leaving Chuuya chuckling.

---

Atsushi Always liked autumn. The way the leaves change, and orange painted skies when the sun began setting was a view to behold, especially when walking home with his mentor after a good day at the ADA, through the park of Yokohama.

Dazai was currently talking about how the waitress down at the cafe was still refusing his advances, even when his most recent love letter (aka a poorly disguised plea to commit a lover’s suicide) had apparently been his Magnum opus.

The constant playful whining stopped abruptly and when Atsushi looked at Dazai, he felt fear. The grin, the glee in his eyes, it couldn't mean anything good. And when followed his line of sight, Atsushi dreaded his existence.

Why did Port Mafia Executive, Chuuya Nakahara, also known as Dazais former Partner have to sit in this park on a bench. For Dazai this was an invitation, one he would never turn down.

"Atsushi! Wanna see me annoy a hat rack?"

"I'd rather not-" But Dazai had already caught his wrist and dragged him along towards Chuuya, whos happy smile immediately dropped when he spotted Dazai.

Dazai kept smiling in this weird way that was sorely reserved for when he messed with his ex-partner, as he saw what Chuuya was looking at. A couple of Dogs and their owners playing fetch and alike.

"Looking at things you can't have? Is that Chuuyas new hobby?" Dazai asked and Atsushi took a few cautious steps away, in the hopes of not getting on Chuuyas bad side by distancing himself.

"Now I know why it reeks of rotten fish suddenly. The bandage wasting Mackerel is here." Chuuya didn't even look at Dazai, which only seemed to egg him on more.

"Ah don't be like that, you love me slug. I know you do."

There had been a few instances in which Atsushi wished to be swallowed whole to get out of uncomfortable situations, but anything that involved Dazai antagonizing the Port Mafia like it's his profession takes the top spot. The sheer awkwardness he feels whenever Dazai decides to meddle with everyone’s business makes him want to ditch country.

But he can't. So, he's stuck listening to the two riling each other up.

"I have you know I'm not stalking Chuuya. I have a job."

"You might have one, but I know you don't show up for it. And that Atsushi-kun does all your paperwork."

"That's quite accusatory of you Chibi! At least I could get a dog without being asked if I have my parents’ permission."

To both their surprises, Chuuya got up calmly, stared at Dazai with a blank face and used two fingers to whistle.

Both detectives raised an eyebrow and wondered what kind of ability related thing would hit them, but no such thing came true. No, instead a dog came running, nudging Chuuyas leg, who in return smiled smugly at Dazai and crossed his arms.

Ex demon prodigy, smug asshole, certified mummy cosplayer, Dazai Osamu meanwhile stepped behind Atsushi, making the young boy wonder if he was dreaming. Was his mentor, Dazai, the guy who was always scheming and playing mind games as a hobby, really cowering behind him because of a dog?

"What's that?"

"Are you blind now too? My dog obviously. Mochi, Mackerel and Atsushi, Atsushi and Mackerel, Mochi."

Atsushi, could help but aww at the animal, looking at Chuuya with big eyes, silently asking for permission. With a nod he was granted it, and Atsushi happily went to pet the good boy, who as always enjoyed extra attention.

"Aren't you a cutie?" Atsushi cooed and caressed the dog happily. He was aware that Dazai was still hiding behind him, eyeing the door cautiously.

"At a loss for words shit for brains?" Chuuya asked smugly, his delight ever so audible in each word.

"Chuu, is everything alright?" A person called out that came running. Atsushi hadn't seen them before.

They came to stand next to Chuuya and had a slightly annoyed expression upon seeing Dazai.

"Oh, Dazai." They said and Atsushi caught his mentor waving at them. Getting up from the crouched position, Atsushi got up to introduce himself, but Chuuya took care of that already.

"That's Nakajima Atsushi, the kid from the ADA." With a pleasant smile, the unknown person, offered Atsushi their hand.

" L/N Y/N, Chuuyas partner. It's a pleasure to meet you Nakajima-kun."

"Atsushi is just fine." He responded as they shook hands.

The Weretiger quickly took notice of all the details before him. The way Chuuya instinctively had an arm wrapped around their waist, pulling them close, the way Y/N scanned Chuuya looking if he was made uncomfortable by Dazai, Mochi circling his owners happily and nudging his head against their legs.

They looked lovely together, and by the ever so subtle, genuine smile Chuuya tried to hide, Atsushi could tell how happy he was.

"Y/N! You're here too, what a surprise." Dazai tried his usual cheery voice, but it was apparent that the dog still had him wary. It was amusing to see the usually composed Dazai be unnerved by a dog, the dog of his ex-partner no less.

"Well, as lovely as this sight of a scared mackerel is, we have plans. See you around Atsushi." Chuuya clicked a red leash onto Mochi's collar, and the two waved towards the detectives before making their way down the path.

It looked really cute and adorable in Atsushi’s opinion; they made a good couple.

Dazai, now finally composed again, also looked after them and there was something in his gaze that Atsushi couldn't name. It wasn't negative, despite what his fake disgusted expression was trying to sell.

"Why were you scared of a dog?"

Atsushi finally asked when they began walking towards the ADA dormitories again. "It's Chuuyas dog! Who knows if he trained it to bite me!"

"I don't think Chuuya-san would be that petty. Also why did Y/N-san also seem dislike you?"

"Curious aren't you, Atsushi?" Dazai hummed and Atsushi raised his hands in defense.

"I can't help it. It's simply..." Lacking the sought-after word, Atsushi trailed off. Dazai only chuckled as he crossed his arms behind his head, closing his eyes, like he was reminiscing a pleasant memory.

"I might have crashed a date of theirs back when they began dating. And since Chuuya doesn't like me, Y/N doesn't like me either! Which is tragic, such a beautiful person for a double suicide lost to a hat rack."

He really shouldn't have been surprised, this was very in character for Dazai, so Atsushi was glad that their conversation slowly faded away from the gravity manipulator and back towards Agency staff.

"You think Kunikida is home already?"

"No, why?"

"Wanna see me break into his home? His lock is so easy to pick."

"Dazai, NO!"

---

“Here.” You said as you passed Chuuya the wine glass you had just filled for him. Taking it from your hand, holding it at distance as he pulled you down into a chase kiss, he smiled. “Thank you doll.”

You squeezed his hand, before you went back to the kitchen island to keep preparing dinner.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to help?”

“No thank you. I wanted to try this recipe for quite a while now and you can just relax yeah?”

The TV was on, but Chuuya preferred to keep watching you from the corner of his eye, with Mochi cuddled up next to him. From across the room, he could listen to you cutting up vegetable and a faint humming.

Life was perfect, he couldn’t wish for anything more really. Not when he had already everything he could ask for.

As he absentmindedly petted Mochi, he kept swirling his wineglass in his other hand, with only a single thought echoing in his brain.

It didn't take long until the aroma of the simmering dinner filled the air and Chuuya couldn't help but reflect on the simplicity and warmth of the moment. The sound of your humming and the rhythmic chopping of vegetables created a soothing symphony that resonated with the love he felt for you.

Dinner was soon ready, and the two of you sat down at the table, sharing stories and laughter. The TV served as a background hum, but the real entertainment was the genuine connection between you and Chuuya.

As the evening unfolded, with plates emptied and wineglasses occasionally clinking in toasts, Chuuya found himself stealing glances at you. The soft glow of the lights illuminated your features, casting a warm, comforting ambiance over the room. Mochi, content and curled up nearby, added to the feeling of completeness.

After the last bites were savored and the dishes were cleared away, you found yourself in each other's arms on the couch. The day had transitioned seamlessly into a tranquil night, and Chuuya felt a profound sense of contentment.

"I'm glad we have this," he whispered, his fingers gently tracing patterns on your skin.

You looked up at him, your eyes reflecting the same sentiment. "Me too."

With a shared smile, you leaned in for a sweet, lingering kiss. The world outside seemed to fade away as you both embraced the simple joy of being together. As the night progressed, Chuuya held you close, the echoes of his earlier thought still resonating in his heart.

"I want to be with them forever," he mused silently, knowing that in moments like these, forever felt just right.

---

[a-soft-hornytiny]

I just did my nails and since my brain is always in the gutter and thinking about ateez I thought- what would be ateez's reaction to their significant other getting their nails done for them and who's mlt ruin them 😏

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Reaction: Getting your nails done for them.

Requested by 🍓 anon

Genre: Fluff, Suggestive

Pairing: Ateez x reader with pretty nails (neutral)

Warnings: none

Notes: Okay this format is a bit weird and new but it works I guess haha reaction and mtl in one

I added some details about what kinda designa you would get for them but im horrible with nail designs so it’s probably bs. Hope its what you wanted hehe

Taglist: under the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)

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Wooyoung:

all day, all tease

“ohhhh you like me so much???” a lot of sighing

he is happy inside but he gotta do his job and annoy you

and he’s most likely to ruin them because he wants to. kinda wants to prove something. probably what an amazing lover he is xD

But he would pay for the replacement.

and because you knew that you had gotten a simple black design with his initials and some of his lines in their songs

Jongho:

he would notice immediately but wouldn’t say anything because.. idk why tbh

similar to Yeosang you would get frustrated abt it but he’d be like “yeah nah I noticed” .-.

but as he noticed it upsets you he’d be really sweet and shower you in compliments, he just has a hard time putting the gesture in context of importance

that is until he googles how much getting your nails done costs

even if its just a purple sky design like you did for him

when it comes to ruining them tho- that man is probably an absolutely beast in bed.. i assume. they wouldn’t survive for long.

Yunho:

puppy eyes, puppy design (or smth blue)

“for me?🥺 really?🥺” i CANT

takes your hands all the time to kiss your nails

cute as fuck but also kinda too much

which may ruin them

and listen: that man will be most likely be ruining them by making you grab the bedsheet to hard if you get what I mean

Mingi:

“are those for me?” you deny it at first to tease him

“oh come on they gotta beeee” whiny man

really full of himself as soon as you admit it, which is why you didn’t at first

maybe some kind of combination of a princess theme with his favourite colour… cement colour.. (i swear he is such a man)

wants to get matching nails 100%

if he ruins them, it was an accident. but since he is clumsy af it may happen xD

San:

happiest bean, so excited

why do I feel like one half of your nails would be like super serious, beautiful gold black designs and the other half is like.. san memes

like a literal mountain or the muscly cat yk

would be careful not to ruin them at first but as the time goes on he wouldn’t have the control to care haha

Yeosang:

wouldn’t notice at first and you’re kinda upset you had to say something

“Your beauty is so distracting y/n, im sorry I didnt see your nails” ironie and shade

but appreciates it, even tho he has a hard time saying it

he’d be proud that you chose a doberman design instead of a maltese one tho (yes i needa be cliche)

would he ruin them? maybe, maybe not. depends on the position👀

Seonghwa:

admires them when you don’t look

he‘s unsure if you really did it for him but as soon as he finds out he is all blushy and happy

definitely either a sakura, strawberry or star design

and he‘s to careful and tidy to ruin them

only if he’s normal hwa tho, horny hwa wouldn’t give a shit

Hongjoong:

he would adore it SO much

would go on and on about how your nails are perfect and that he feels honoured that he was the inspiration to get them done

i think for him you‘d get like a sunflower or music sheet design and he’d definitely want to get some inspired by you too

also least likely to ruin them because they are just too precious to him

Least

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[kltsuneudon]

Someone Who Cares

Jeong Yunho x gn!reader

you can always count on me to write (mildly) obscure au’s. happy birthday yuyu <3

this is a final fantasy ateez au bcuz i keep thinking of it hehe

warnings: angst, general violence, major character death, semi happy ending dw, major final fantasy 7 original game spoilers don’t read if you’ve somehow managed to avoid them and want to keep it that way.

The first time you met was in the Gold Saucer. For once, you weren't alone. The group had finally decided to settle down for a little bit and splurge, a little fun and rest was much needed. While you wanted to go to Costa del Sol, mentioning off-handedly that you had never been there before when Wooyoung brought the location up, the rest of the group decided the Saucer would be a better (and slightly cheaper) rest stop this time, wanting to indulge in the games and rides. Grumpily, you trailed after San and Yeosang heading towards the Wonder Square. Yeosang was eagerly talking to San, casually fishing for information about an apparent argument the blonde had with Wooyoung before arriving here. Since you had only recently joined the group, you found yourself half-listening, not wanting to hear anything you weren't supposed to. Instead, you focused on everything else around you, which wasn't a difficult thing to do. The bright flashing lights, colorful screens, and loud music easily distract you from anything and everything, leading you to bump into something very large and plush.

“Oof!” The sound expelled from you as you bounced off of the thing and onto your ass. Your awkward noise drew the attention of San and Yeosang, who finally noticed how far you trailed from them.

San was quick by your side helping you up. “You good?” He asked nervously glancing between you and the large thing you bumped into. Slowly, the large thing turned towards you, revealing that it was a comically large fluffy yellow chick. Face to face with San, the blonde let out a cute coo noise which you quickly stored in your mind for later.

“Sorry about that!” A high-pitched voice from on top of the chick suddenly spoke. 3 sets of eyes quickly traveled upward to locate the voice. Sitting atop the giant chick was a fluffy golden dog wearing a pirate costume.

Quietly, Yeosang gasped behind you and San. “A Maltese! So cute!”

The dog tilted its head to the side. “Maltese? I am a golden retriever!” It pauses for a moment before striking a dramatic pose. “My name is Tyudeongi! I'm a fairy, puppy, fortune-telling machine! And this is Bbyongming!” It pats the giant chick he sits on top of while its fluffy tail wags eagerly. “Would you like your fortune told? Ah, but don't hold it against me if it doesn't come true!”

Yeosang eagerly grasps onto San's arm. “San-ah! Let's get our fortunes told, please?” The brunette beams at the blonde causing his cool composure to quickly crumble. (You completely understand why).

The three of you stare up at the puppy as he begins to dance and spin atop the fluffy chick. Suddenly, Bbyongming squawks and dispenses 3 slips of paper from its beak, Tyudeongi quickly snatching them up. He glances over them before leaning over. “For you, you, and… you!” He exclaims while handing the papers out. You try not to think of how the robot's eyes lingered on you for a moment.

San blinks at you and Yeosang. “Um. You wanna go first?”

“Do not be afraid of competition.” Yeosang reads. “Huh. What do you think that means?” You and San share a knowing look (Wooyoung) before you offer a shrug. Yeosang seems stated by that and motions for San to read.

San's face scrunches as he silently reads over his fortune. He glances nervously between the two of you before reading. “What you pursue will be yours, but you will lose what you hold most dear.” He lowers the fortune without saying anything more, the 3 of you sharing worried looks. “Um, how about yours, (yn).”

“Yeah, ok.” You answer quickly, hoping to pick the mood back up again. You look down at your fortune before reading aloud, “The love of your life will appear in front of you unexpectedly!” … “Huh?” San and Yeosangs eyes remain locked on you, and you can feel your ears turning red.

Yeosang claps, “Oh that's a fun one!” San nods in agreement.

You scoff. “Yeah… Doubt that's true though. There's no one like that for me. Just as strange as yours, haha.” You awkwardly try to pivot from the topic, hastily shoving the slip of paper into your pocket.

Tyudeongi yips from his perch. “Aw don't be so down, you never know what the future might hold!”

***

Lazily, you lounge on your back in a grassy field, observing the blue cloud-filled sky while some of the others slowly set up camp. You hoped Hongjoong remembered not to let Mingi set the fire this time, as the flame-oriented magician accidentally got a little overzealous with it last time and singed half of the tents. Lost in fiery Mingi thoughts, you don't hear the approach of little paws next to you.

“Do you see any shapes?” Tyudeongi had been traveling with the group for over a month now, insisting on coming along after your meeting at the Gold Saucer. Originally San was completely against it, Yeosang having to convince him. Eventually, he came around when Tyudeongi revealed his (and Bbyongming's) magical prowess. He wasn't joking about the “fairy” part of his introduction.

“Maybe that one looks like a chocobo.” You offer, you're not really paying attention to the clouds. Behind you, you hear Wooyoung let out a shriek and you feel the warmth of fire. So they did forget.

Tyudeongi hums. “That one there,” he motions with a fluffy paw, “it's like a Moogle!”

“A Moogle, hm… Do you think they're real?”

The puppy tilts its head to the side, “Well I'm real so they must be!”

“But you're a robot…” You trail off not wanting to insult him (was that possible?) “I want to see one, one day.” You hear more chaos behind you but tune it out, imagining a future full of fluffy Moogles.

“You will!” Tyudeongi's tail wags wildly. “I can see the future, remember!”

You laugh. “Ok.”

***

The silence in Cosmo Canyon could not be louder. The 7 of you awkwardly set up camp for the night, no one wanting to talk after Mingi's emotional past had been revealed. Once again you found yourself away from the group, sitting towards the edge of camp wanting to remain in solitude. But when does that ever happen?

“What are you thinking about?” Tyudeongi, or rather, the person controlling the puppy, has him ask. It was something you had caught onto recently. The puppy had been around for a while at this point and he often liked to spend time with you, it led you to notice his quirks maybe faster than the others. Tyudeongi had a handful of automated responses and phrases programmed which he often cycled through with the other group members, but with you, you noticed he often had more to say. It was as if his autopilot had been turned off. You didn't tell anyone.

You sigh. “Just Mingi. I hope he's doing ok.” The anguished look on his face as he left the cave floated around in your memory.

“He's a strong person. This may hurt him for a while, but he will recover and grow from this.” The puppy makes his way over and settles into your lap. You mindlessly stroke his fur. “The most you can do right now is make sure he knows you're there for him.”

Another sigh leaves you. “I know. I just… I don't know if I'm very empathetic. It's like I care but, I don't know. I feel like it's not enough, like part of me is missing something more. Like there's something wrong with me.”

The puppy looks up at you. “(yn), you are an extremely empathetic person, they all know that.” You know it's the person on the other end controlling what he says by how serious Tyudeongi's tone has become. “There's nothing wrong with you and it's ok that you feel that way. They're lucky to have a friend like you.” It feels strange to hear all of this coming from a dog.

It's silent for a while. “Thank you.” You manage to get out. The puppy shifts around in your lap.

“How about a fortune to cheer you up! You brighten up everyone's day!”

You let out a chuckle. “That's not a fortune, Tyudeongi.”

You weren't sure dogs could pout, but he certainly was. “Ok, how about… someone out there cares about you very much!”

***

Alone again, this time crying. Everything was so stressful, between the reveal that Tyudeongi was a Shinra spy sent to watch your group and then Tyudeongi straight up dying only to come back to life as another robot barely an hour later… Your emotions were shot. You hated that puppy now. But did you? He was, no, is your friend. Even if what he did was unforgivable. The mental image of his little body being crushed under all of that rubble wouldn't be leaving your mind any time soon.

“You're crying?” The new Tyudeongi bot spoke behind you.

You sniffle. “Go away. I don't want to be near you.” You won't even look at the dog.

“(yn)...” The controller is back. “I know what I did was wrong and that I don't deserve yours or any of the other forgiveness, but-”

“No, you don't deserve any of that and I don't want to talk to you either! I trusted you, but you were using us.” You quickly get up and storm away towards Mingi and Jongho, not sparing the robot a single glance back.

***

Lately, it seems the tears never really stop. And now, you truly think they never will. Yeosang was gone, and there was nothing that could be done. Maybe if you had been faster, if you had gotten to San sooner. Then Yeosang… You let out another painful sob, the pillow beneath you fully soaked from how long you've been crying. Suddenly you feel a light weight lean against your back.

“I know you want to be alone, but I'm here for you if you need it.” A deep voice speaks through Tyudeongi. The man on the other side.

You sob again. “He's gone. Yeosang. I can't believe…” You can barely speak through your hyperventilating.

The robot further leans into your back, nuzzling its face into you slightly. You won't admit it, but it's a comfort you need. “I know.” His voice is wobbly like he's been crying too. “Really, would any of us be doing this without him?”

The thought of having to go on without Yeosang only made you cry more. His comforting, gentle presence was one of the things that kept the group stable. To continue your journey without him felt wrong, but to stop where you were completely felt worse.

“I'm so sorry, (yn).” He was crying now, which only made you weep more.

***

San was missing and all hope was lost. The planet was doomed to die a painful death as the calamity from the sky loomed. And you and the rest of your group were taken prisoner by Shinra. Alone and curled up in the corner of your cell with your head down, you wondered how the others were, if you were all doomed to die here. Maybe there was no hope. Maybe hope did die with- Your spiraling thoughts were interrupted by the sound of your cell quietly being opened. In rushed a tall man in a black suit fit with high black boots. You don't move from your spot. If he's there to kill you then so be it.

“(yn).” The deep voice is familiar. “Please, you have to get up.”

You spare a glance at him. You don't know him. “What do you want…”

His face is nervous. “I'm getting you out of here. They're demanding a public execution of the team.” Your blood runs cold. “Please, we have to be quick.” His hand is warm on your back as he ushers you up.

“Wh… What? Who are you?” You don't fight him as he begins to move you out of the cell.

He ignores your question, nervously looking left and right before (mildly dragging) leading you down the hallway. “Hongjoong and Wooyoung should already be on the copter getting things together. I sent someone to get Seonghwa, Mingi, and Jongho as well.” His grip on your hand is strong. He pauses at a corner and peeks around the side before pulling you along again. “Jongho should be able to fly the thing out of here and then you'll all be safe…” He mutters to himself.

There's a commotion at the end of the hallway and the man curses quietly under his breath, pulling you to the side and using his tall form to block the soldiers running by view of you. Your eyes widen as you look up at him, it sets in how tall he is. “Who… Who are you?” You try again.

He looks down at you, his big brown eyes softening as he scans your face. “Someone who cares about you very much.” The response leaves you breathless, or maybe it's all the running you've been doing. Either way, you find yourself charmed by the tall, mildly awkward man. Suddenly, you're outside in an airport hanger and the previously mentioned helicopter is there, all your friends accounted for. Jongho reaches out for you and effortlessly the man with you passes you into his arms. “Ok, you should be good from here.” He yells above the sound of the helicopter starting. The vehicle shakes before lifting off the ground and you begin to feel hands pulling you away from the open door.

Startled, you reach out for your mystery savior. “Wait! You're not coming with me?” You screech, the helicopter already several feet off the ground.

You can see a group of Shinra soldiers beginning to run up to him, shouting his name, but he stands his ground. “Tyudeongi, take care of (yn)!” You think you hear him shout before he truly begins to fade away, pulled away by the guards, becoming a little dot below you. Your heart feels heavy.

***

It was on the day before your team's so-called ‘final battle’ that you finally saw the man who saved you again. San had made a triumphant return after the team's escape and after a thrilling pep talk, you all went your separate ways to briefly make your peace before your potential end. You had decided to return to Kalm, your home, and briefly reminisce on the journey. Alone, you found yourself at the top of the famous Kalm clocktower gazing out on the sunset painting the town, remembering when you first met San and Yeosang there. Leaning against the railing, a heavy sigh leaves you before you can even think of stopping it.

“It's a nice view.” A deep, familiar voice speaks from behind you, startling you. Once again, you're face to face with the mysterious black haired man that saved you and the others from the Shinra prison. He's dressed more casually now in some baggy clothes, face fit with a pair of glasses. “Something worth saving.”

You stare at him blankly, unknowingly gripping the railing tighter. “Yeah.” It's quiet. He approaches the railing, leaning against it next to you. His eyes never leave the view of the town. You clear your throat. “So… You're the one behind Tyudeongi?”

He finally turns to face you. Your heart briefly skips a beat when your eyes meet. “Ah, yes. I control him sometimes and see through his eyes.” He lets out an awkward laugh. “I'm Yunho, by the way.”

“Yunho.” You repeat. “It's nice to finally put a name to the voice. I'm-”

“(yn).” He quickly answers, leaving you looking at each other in shock.

“Oh. Right.” He's known you for much longer than you've known him. It's quiet again. “I didn't get to thank you for saving my life. That day… When you didn't get on the helicopter with us and I saw those guards dragging you away… I thought you…” You don't finish the thought.

“I didn't want to abandon you.” You make note of how he says ‘you’ rather than ‘everyone’. “But I couldn't leave just yet, I had some more loose ends to tie up. I… I did regret it though, after seeing your face when you started to take off.”

You sigh, getting ready to say things you don't want to. “Why did you do it anyway? You're Shinra, a high-ranking executive Shinra worker, too, based on how you were dressed and all. You betrayed us before without batting an eye. Why the sudden change in heart?”

He stares at you for a second, his eyes searching your face before he returns to looking at the Kalm skyline. “I did betray the team and it's my biggest regret. I shouldn't have done it but I was still so scared of Shinra… I have no excuses.” He looks at you again. “But, I mostly wanted to change because I met you.”

You feel your face heating up. “Me? Why me?”

Yunho smiles. “You're so different from everyone else. You stand up and fight for what you believe, unlike me. It was your determination and honesty that made me want to change.”

“This sounds like a confession.” You feel your hands shaking and you suddenly can't meet his eyes. Despite this, Yunho's gaze never leaves your wandering eyes.

He laughs. “Ah, well, I guess it is! San did say to make our peace before we maybe die so…” His ears are turning red. “I guess Tyudeongi's fortunes are accurate after all since I am the person who appeared in front of you unexpectedly. You may not love me now, and you never may, but I love you, (yn). And I don't want you to feel alone again.”

You're speechless, you had forgotten all about the fortune. Yunho suddenly finds great interest in his shoes and he fidgets awkwardly. All those times Tyudeongi would join you in your solitude made sense. “Yunho.” He stands straight up, nervously looking down at you. “You're right. I don't love you… At least not now. But if we survive this whole thing, I'd really, really like to get to know you better. Then maybe…”

His smile is like the sun. “Of course. Let's make it through this together then.” He offers you his hand which you quickly take.

“Together.”

[silvergyus]

do you think the new characters turned out the way they did because they had to be careful not to make them too in line with the bbobatu dolls? eg kai couldn’t do a penguin, soobin couldn’t do a bunny, but since yeonjuns bbobatu character was a cat he was okay to have a fox?

hmmm, as far as I know bbobatu isn't officially licensed in any way by hybe or bighit, so I think they could've done the same animals and not had any legal issue

I like that the members have had more creative freedom with designing them vs just having the official animals. idk as much about ateez and aniteez (except I love jjongrami) but I know people were saying that yeosang wanted to be a doberman, but staff said maltese would sell better. which sucks for him- even tho his aniteez is cute- but I'm glad tubatu seems to have avoided that happening

but honestly I know soobin doesn't want to be seen as a bunny (even tho he is v bunny) so him choosing a puppy that looks like a wolf makes perfect sense. and kai def doesn't mind being called a penguin, but he said he likes when moa call him angel. I'm glad yeonjun went with a fox because hwangchoon is so cute and literally yeonjun's son

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Emotional Hurt/Comfort Masterlist

Links Last Checked: January 16th, 2024

antisocialites watch a wilting flower (ao3) - throughtheirsnoses (det395)

Summary: Phil's an emotionally attached and loving vet and Dan's the drained receptionist with no dreams at the animal shelter who reconnect over the poor, hurt puppy dropped off. Dan's boyfriend is their boss.

Closer To Where I Started (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: An onstage accident at a convention leads to a week of stress, nightmares, and evaluating life choices for Dan and Phil.

Daddy Phil (ao3) - ReederJoe

Summary: A day in the life of little!Dan and daddy!Phil. One-shot from Phil's POV.

Grounded (ao3) - AmazingFrerard

Summary: Dan only wanted Maltesers... how did it go so wrong in such little time? Can Phil help him before it's too late?

Heaven And Hell (Phan Fluff) (ao3) - thegirlwholikestowrite

Summary: Dan has a nightmare, Phil sleeps with him. Its light angst with fluff. They get deep and romantic.

Handle With Care (ao3) - DisasterSoundtrack

Summary: "Sticking to one person for a lifetime is not a waste of time or lack of better ones, it means you’ve found your place of eternity."

Phil reminisces about moments that made him realize how much he cares for Dan.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways (ao3) - outphan

Summary: Dan is feeling insecure, so Phil decides to show him that he is perfect.

Let The Salt Dry (ao3) - dandrogynous

Summary: “When I look at my old pictures, all I can see is what I used to be but am no longer. I think: What I can see is what I am not.”

- Aleksandar Hemon

2009 except Dan is a trans boy

Like A Shibe (ao3) - adorkablephil (kimberly_a)

Summary: After TATINOF, Phil's feeling insecure about how fans think of him compared to how they think of Dan. Why didn't he ever get to be drawn like a French girl in the stage show? Dan's always the sexy one. Dan tries to reassure him.

My Shipwrecked Heart (ao3) - outphan

Summary: After his heart gets broken, Dan Howell decides to chase one of his dreams: he enters a competition to go on a Mediterranean cruise! It comes true and along the way, something even better happens.

restless (ao3) - overwhelmedbysonder

Summary: Breathe. Just breathe.

In. Out. In. Out. In.

It’s not that I don’t try. I see my family, my friends, visiting with their faked smiles and forced laughter, desperately trying to pretend that things are fine, that nothing’s changed. I see them and I want to reach out, I want to look at them and smile and reassure them that I’m here and I’m fine and I’m here, but I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.

Or, the one where Phil struggles with depression, PTSD and being mute, and Dan just wants to hug him.

Rise Again (ao3) - ColdPorridge22

Summary: Sequel to Phoenix Down. Can be read as a standalone, if you're not into the angst fest that was Phoenix Down.

After the events of Phoenix Down, the boys are home and they've just gotten together. Phil is still healing from his injuries, but that's not stopping the relationship from getting more and more physical as they explore this new side of them. And then of course, there's the issue of coming out...

Shut Your Mouth and Listen Closely (ao3) - SimplyUndead

Summary: Dan is mute with an unfortunate past. Phil is a nice boy with a warm heart and love to give.

Six Ravens (ao3) - iihappydaysii

Summary: Dan meets Prince Philip at a cyberbullying campaign, but what starts as a working relationship grows complicated when Dan realizes he’s falling for the prince and maybe, just maybe, he’s not alone in his feelings.

the water might be lovely (ao3) - isleofbants

Summary: Dan, utterly fed up with uni, runs away to the Isle of Man.

Seeking escape, he gets more than he bargained for when he rents a room out from happy-go-lucky, recent grad, Phil Lester.

Trust Me, I’m Broken Too (ao3) - natigail

Summary: The Lesters – the royal family of his homeland – was nothing like Dan thought they would be. Well, the King was just as horrible as he had heard but the King’s brother’s son, who was third in line for the throne, was nothing like Dan thought he’d be. Dan had been adrift for three years going from one “place of employment” to another, only his life was seen as worthless and he was more property than an employee. He had never imagined he’s end up as the property of Prince Philip.

The Prince had no intention of ever taking on a personal servant, which was a fancy name to disguise the fact a law essentially enslaved people. Phil often had to do things he didn’t want to or risk being removed from the succession to the crown. If that happened, who knew who his tyrant of an uncle would pick as a successor? When pressured into the choosing, he’d wanted to go for the most innocent, young girl, but hard brown eyes caught his attention instead.

Vacations, Hypochondriacs and a Little Bit of PTSD (ao3) - Merrydith

Summary: Neither Dan or Phil saw this weekend as one to worry about. Dan was a great driver, even though he never really got a chance to show it, and when he asked their good friend Cat to borrow her car for a few days after Vidcon, of course, she trusted him with the keys.

wikihow to stop a divorce (ao3) - ivorycastle

Summary: Dan has finally shown that he's too difficult to love, and seldom to keep Phil inspired amidst the cold break that legally split the two flames apart. This house lease binds the two obnoxiously tight to each other like wild grapevines. Maybe this will grow over if the universe allows it to.

[girlhorse]

on a very basic level i am not anti doodle, even the poorly bred ones usually are temperamentally just fine if not a bit anxious or energetic. most of them do fine with families and id rather see them with pet owners than other more intense breeds. I AM staunchly anti fad-breeding and unethical breeding practices whcih unfortunately is the reality of the vast majority of doodle breeders (though pure bred dogs are absolutely also plagued by shitty breeders)

i do think some of the mixes made are Bat Shit and poorly thought out (ie husky x poodle) or just completely redundant (ie bichon x poodle) but a lot of them are produced to fill a growing demand in the USA for a non shedding (not all doodles are non shedding which i will explain if anyone wants to know), "family friendly" companion dog that can easily adapt to a suburban or urban environment. personally i *do* think plenty of purebred dogs actually meet this need, (poodles, maltese, mini schnauz, bichon, coton de tulear, havanese ❤️❤️❤️❤️, cresteds, boston terriers, lowchen, etc) but they are typically small dogs (a lot of doodle owners, tho not all, want an 20-60lb dog) or they may still be a little too high energy to be companion dogs (spoos).

There's still also the pervasive myth that hybrid dogs are healthier than purebreds, which is a misconception about genetics and ethical breeding practices, but it's hard to get people to change their minds.

Personally i think instead of shunning doodle breeders from purebred dog circles, it might be better to at the very least Educate and Provide resources for those that actually want to take the steps to breed as ethically as possible, (ie health testing, titling dogs, having a drawn up "standard" or function that Makes Sense, and being careful about choosing sire and dam, etc), even to the point of mentoring and selling breeding prospects to RESPONSIBLE doodle breeders. We also need to continue to educate people on spotting red flags in dog breeders and shifting the focus from buying a puppy to finding a breeder you want a dog from

Because the reality is regardless of how much push back doodle owners and breeders get from the purebred community, they are still going to be bred and going to have demand so long as we are living in a nuclear family style hellscape, and the further purebred communities push doodle owners and breeders away, the less likely they are to ever interact with purebred dogs and communities ever which tbh is vital for the production of temperamentally sound and healthy dogs.

[wendyslegalwife]

wendy fluff with cuddling 🥺🙏

♡Wendy!petcafeownerxfemreader

♥︎ Genre: fluff

♥︎ Warnings: none! Enjoy!!

♡ Wendy has been working hard day and night to keep a roof over for the both of your heads. She was a pet cafe owner a cafe for pet lovers and coffee lovers, and you help her around with the cafe by offering flyers to people passing by of delicious delectable meals and desserts, and of course a a mouthwatering different variations of coffee.

Ever since wendy decided to start a business you'd always help her and supported her to whatever she may desire, and as a benevolent woman you thought of giving your fiánce a gift of appreciation and gratitude for her hard work and dedication in growing her business along with taking care of the both of you.

While wendy was busy taking orders you took the opportunity of leaving the store but of course you wouldn't leave her just like that, you left a small note on the counter saying "I'll be back I just forgot something at home. - ♥︎ yours truly y/n" wendy hasn't noticed your note yet since she was busy taking orders.

You hurriedly entered a pet shop just a few blocks away from Wendy's cafe, you stepped in looking for the dog you've been eyeing for awhile which was a pomeranian and a maltese dog you called out for assistance asking to purchase the dogs. "Yes ma'am right this way please," You followed along as you entered a private area filled with so many puppies and year old dogs.

"This ma'am right here is tracy and stacy, they were dropped off here a few months ago and they are the closest of friends. Tracy is a pomeranian while stacy is a maltese dog." You smiled wide seeing the adorable puppies with your own eyes. "Yes! They're perfect I will take them!". The assistant smiled nodding to you, she immediately took two cages for the puppies, including a free food and water bowls even toys.

"Thank you very much ma'am, I hope you enjoy taking care of our little ones." You smiled waving goodbye to the woman before walking back to your home quickly as possibly carrying both of the dogs, walking carefully to not dizzy the dogs inside the cage you slowly put them side opening the door of your house taking the dogs inside your shared room with wendy.

After working for quite some time wendy had finally noticed you weren't around which made her mind racing in worry, then she noticed the note you had left after reading the note she was left in a serene state. She then closed the shop before walking home fidgeting her fingers around feeling perplexed by how you didn't come back to the shop considering what was said on your note.

Wendy had finally arrived at the door step slowly turning the knob with her sweaty hands a lump in stuck in her throat as she entered realizing you weren't home, she sat down quietly removing her clothing leaving her only with a sports bra and cycling shorts on she went to the kitchen to pour herself a cup of coffee. She sat down in the living room watching the news all by herself feeling lonely without you.

Wendy wouldn't last a second without you, she always had attachment issues towards you which you are fully aware about that's why you would never leave her without a reason. But then you slowly crept up behind wendy before wrapping your arms around her neck which made her jump in shock making her spill the coffee allover the table.

"Oh no! I-Im sorry love, I thought it would've been a nice thing to surprise you.." Wendy lets out a singsong laugh as she turned to look at your adorable face. "It's fine love I love the surprise, plush I clean this myself at least it didn't spill on the couch.." She exclaimed with such angelic voice. "No no that's not my whole surprise yet, here wear this!" You took out a blindfold from one of your pockets slowly wrapping it around Wendy's eyes. "Hmm I wonder what surprise is this hmm?".

You giggled and did not say anything, you let her stand up as your held onto her hands slowly walking into your shared room then slowly removing the blindfold from her eyes. "Don't open your eyes okay, 3....2....1... Open your eyes!!" Her eyes slowly flutter open looking towards at the bed seeing two cages. "Two cages? What for.. We don't have any pets.." "Turn the cages around!" She obeyed and turned them around revealing adorable puppies inside waiting to be cuddled and fed.

The puppies barked out loud as they greeted the both of you, "w-wow y/n.. love this is amazing.. they're so adorable.." She opened both of the locks letting the dogs free, both of the dogs approached wendy with their tails wagging happily and their adorable doe eyes looking at wendy in awe. Wendy turned to give you a tight warm hug which you gave back "happy anniversary my love.. You deserve this. for your hard work and love for me and your cafe you deserve much more."

Wendy spoke with a brittle voice, "T-Thank you so much love.. I love you I love you so so much.." Wendy pulled back from the hug wiping her teary eyes but then.. She kneels down in front of you taking something out of her pockets revealing a beautiful butterfly ring. "Y/n my love we've been together for so long.. And I finally took the courage to ask you this. Will you marry me?.." Your jaw dropped open in shock and awe you couldn't believe what you were hearing.. She was asking you if you would marry her! you nodded. "Y-yes! Oh my gosh yes wendy, I will marry you!" Wendy smiled happily as she slowly wears the ring onto your ring finger before standing up and hugging you so tight.

After such beautiful events of today you both laid down in bed wearing matching pyjamas while both of your dogs we're peacefully asleep both of you cuddled close to each other till you both fell into a deep slumber with a smile painted on both of your faces.

- wendyslegalwife 🩵🩵