#cute lil bugger

[darewolfcreates]

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[faunandfloraas]

Puppies 🥹

[hes-a-rat-whisperer]

HELLO EVERY !!

IT´S ME!!

[a charming charm, made by a @colliholly near you!]

[minghwa]

[catastrophic-crisis]

[masquenoire]

"You know, as tempting as it was to give you the death's head moth, that felt like low hanging fruit. So you get a cinnabar moth."

@gnarledbite offered you a moth HERE!

"This isn't one of those little shits that'll munch on my suits, is it?" Roman asks, his finger extended to allow the little moth free passage over his hand. A wary eye was cast as it crawled towards his immaculate sleeve - he wasn't very good when it came to wildlife. Pests were handled by hired professionals and, during times when secrecy was of the utmost importance, his own henchmen. He was too busy to take time out of his day to kill vermin, unless it was the two-legged kind, but Roman was surprised to find himself studying the little creature that Garrett had somehow made flutter onto his open palm. Roman had never seen a moth like this before. It was deep black all over with the only other colour being a vivid scarlet. Together with the dots and odd patches on the wings, it was almost... cute, the crime lord having to be careful not to crush the thing when it darted back onto his palm, crawling in between his fingers. "Gotta admit, I like the cut of it's style. Death's Head whatever sounds cooler but I don't want anybody thinking a bug's in charge around here. So, uhh... how do I not kill this thing again?" he said, looking up into nearby eyes of greenshine. So long as the damn thing didn't decide to chew on his suits, Roman would be fine with it hanging around. Garrett certainly seemed eager on leaving it with him, perhaps to serve as a watchdog or whatever the hell he was capable of making it do with those freaky powers he had.

[askshivanulegacy]

Proportions. If you're not large enough to be a guard dog and you don't look nice, aka have the (general) appearance of a wolfish breed, then I don't see the point. Also high-pitched barks from tiny breeds? Nope.

what’s your most petty reason that you could never own a certain breed of dog? and I mean PETTY. don’t give answers like “I think flat-faced dogs are unhealthy” or “doodles aren’t ethical to breed” I don’t give a shit that’s boring. give me the DUMB shit that no reasonable person would care about but you do.

like, me I can’t own any dog where I can see it’s butthole. if its tail is docked, screw tail, or carried over the back, get that shit out of here. I refuse. I don’t care if they’re perfect otherwise, hide your goddamn rectum.

[ellecdc]

Do you think you’d ever be interested in doing a poly!jily x reader fic? I love your work and think you could come up with a lot of fun things with it. Like maybe where lily is acting how James did with her but towards the reader and James is ever so amused with it

this was such a cute prompt! thanks for your patience as I waited for the right idea for it! xx

poly!Jily x fem!reader who is the latest victim of Potter level affections [884 words]

CW: fluff, reader is maybe a little feisty? but we love her for it

“What in Merlin’s name?” Sirius whispered in disbelief as he approached Lily and James in the library; the table they were currently occupying was nearly overflowing with pink poster board, glitter, and an array of charmed flowers clearly pilfered from the greenhouses.

“What are you two up to now?” Remus asked as he cautiously pulled a chair that was free of ribbon and lace.

“Preparing for my N.E.W.T’s, can’t you tell?” Lily retorted, the small quirk of her lips was the only proof Remus got that her words were in jest before her tongue stuck out between her teeth again as she tried to tie a difficult bow.

“Jamie, can I borrow your finger, please?” She asked around an exasperated sigh; James appeared all too eager and willing to oblige. 

“It’d be my honour, m’lady.” He offered with a saccharine smile. 

Lily shook her head at him but smiled nonetheless as she completed her bow.

“Right, so, back to my earlier sentiments; what in the buggering fuck is going on here?” Sirius spat, not nearly as careful as Remus had been as he dumped various craft supplies onto the ground to free up a chair for himself. 

“Yeah, who are you trying to woo now, Prongs?” Remus taunted, earning him a snort and a head shake from James who never removed his lovesick gaze from Lily. 

“This is all her.”

“Evans!?” Sirius beseeched. “Who are you trying to woo!?” 

“We’re both” Lily corrected as she offered James a half-hearted glare “pursuing Y/N.” 

“Y/N? Didn’t an owl deliver her a box of chocolates just yesterday?” Remus asked.

“Those were from us.” Lily replied, her focus steady on the craft in front of her.

“And a bouquet of flowers the day before that?”

“Yup.” 

“And the howler that simply played ABBA’s Take a Chance on Me?”

“What is your point, Sirius?” Lily harrumphed as she stepped back to admire her creation.

A mischievous look took over Sirius’ face that Lily didn’t notice on account of her attention being solely dedicated on her current task of wooing you, but had Remus bracing for impact.

“Say, Prongsie, what was the first box of chocolates you sent to Evans in your attempts to pursue her?”

“The toffee flavoured truffles that I saw her eyeing at Honeydukes!” He responded quickly, and Remus watched as Lily’s brows furrowed. 

“Right, and how many bouquets of lilies did you send her?” 

“Forty-two.” 

“Uh huh.” Sirius drawled. “And, remind me, what song did you send Lily via howler?”

“Lay All Your Love on Me!”

“And tell me, Evans, where’d you get all this?” He asked as he pulled a string of lacy ribbon between his fingers only for Lily to rip it away from him.

“From James’ trunk. Stop touching it!” 

“Oh gods, you’re just as bad as he was!” Sirius cackled, and Lily turned to look at James who was simply smiling at her.

“I…I am not as bad as he was. I- …he was such a toerag!” 

Sirius snorted. “Then that makes you a toerag-ess.” 

Lily looked like she was reaching for her wand to hex Sirius for his shite, but James grabbed her wrist and brought her knuckles to his lips for a kiss before she could manage to. “Don’t worry, Lils. You came around eventually.”

“Six years later.” Remus chuckled under his breath, though he immediately regretted it when Lily’s horrified face whipped towards him.

“Six years later!? It took me six years!?” She nearly shrilled. “We don’t have six years! We have months!”

“No one can deny you, my beautiful Lily flower.” James cooed as he rubbed his thumb over Lily’s knuckles.

It looked like his attempt at placation had almost worked before Lily noticed you walking by.

“Wait! Y/N!” She shouted, nearly tripping over various ribbons and boxes of craft supplies as she hurried after you. “Did you get the chocolates we sent you yesterday!?” 

“You guys are so hopeless.” Sirius muttered, earning him a small chuckle from James, though he never got a chance to respond.

“Potter!” You hissed as Lily forcibly led you towards their table with her arm around your shoulder. “This goes against every feminist urge in my body, but would you control your woman!?”

James simply rested his chin on his hand as he gazed at the two of you. “I wouldn’t dream of it, angel.” 

Realisation seemed to dawn on you as a group of fifth years walked past whispering “oh Merlin. It’s happening again.” 

“You’re kidding me.” You deadpanned as Lily smiled and pressed her nose into your cheek.

“There’s nothing funny about our feelings for you.” James responded earnestly.

“Well,” Sirius cut in, “it’s kind of funny.” He countered, nodding his head towards the table that looked as though cupid himself had thrown up on it. 

“Oh, like you haven’t sent Lupin a howler or two of your own, Black.” You sneered, causing Remus to choke on the sip of water he’d been taking and Sirius to gawk at you in surprise. 

“Where do you find these birds, James?!”

James simply let out a dreamy sigh as he beamed at you. “Heaven.” 

And by Lily’s effervescent smile pointed directly at the side of your face, Remus could tell she more than agreed with that sentiment.

[faunandfloraas]

Look at all these boys Taylor @linoyes sent 🥹🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

Also how did you access my tumblr drafts 🔎

[simonrileysfavteacup]

Late Manchester Nights

Pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x pregnant!wife!reader

Word count: close to 700

Warnings: reader having to piss every 2 mins, simon being cute n fluffy, pregnancy?

Summary: The best nights are the ones spent at home.

Late Manchester evenings spent at home were Simon’s favourites. Yours too. You both loved sitting at home, locking out the world, just the two of you. 

And it was about to get a whole lot better. 

Stroking a hand over your very swollen belly, you came back to the couch, after your third bathroom break of the evening. You curl into Simon again, sighing as you both continue watching the show you had put on. He strokes your hair as you two watch the show. You feel so comfortable and safe being wrapped up in his arms, especially since you’re in your third trimester and need the support. Simon’s touch always calms you down, his scent always reassuring.

“He kickin’? I feel something,” Simon breaks the silence between you two. 

“He’s always kicking,” you take his hand and place it on your belly. 

“Lil bugger’s strong, ain’t he?” he chuckles softly. “Only a month to go, lovie.”

“5 weeks, technically. And he’s strong like his daddy, just as annoying too,” you giggle. 

“I don’t know how I would’ve survived without you in my life. I don’t want to know what would’ve happened to me. I don’t wanna think about it,” he presses his lips to your forehead.

“Well, for starters, you’d probably never have a home cooked meal,” you tease.

“That’s true. I’ve always been hopeless in the kitchen. No one else could’ve ever taught me. You’ve really made a positive difference in my life. You gave me all the love I needed and more. You made me strong and taught me how to really love someone. Thank you, lovie, I don’t know how else to thank you for everything you’ve done. And I want you to know, I won’t stop ‘til I can make you just as happy as you make me.”

“You already make me so happy,” you lean against him, wrapping your arms around him. “You’re the best.”

He hugs you tightly, enjoying the closeness and the way he can feel your belly against his. He kisses you softly and brushes your hair out of your face. 

“I have to pee again.”

He groans and lets you get up, his arms falling by his sides. “I don’t get it. How many pints of piss could be in that lil body of yours, lovie? Y’can’t just have one pee every once in a while?”

You giggle at him as you waddle to the washroom. He laughs at you, shouting the word ‘penguin’ at you. 

When you come back, he’s still chuckling. You slap his shoulder as you sit down again, sighing. 

“You get more beautiful every day,” Simon whispers. 

“Really?” you look up. 

"You don't even realise your beauty. Every day I look at you, all I see is perfection. You're getting bigger and bigger with our baby but you don't look anything like a fat slob. Y'still as beautiful as the day I met you, if not more. And as you grow more beautiful, so does my love for you,” he mumbles, stroking your cheek. 

“You’re gonna make me blush,” you tease. “You're the best wife any man could ever ask for. I get to wake up next to my gorgeous, pregnant wife every morning, how does that not inspire happiness in me? I get to go home every night next to the light in my world and I don't dread seein' you. We had some rough patches at the beginning but we made it through, and now we get to spend the rest of our lives together,” he nudges your nose with his. “Perfection.”

“You’re too good to me,” you smile, leaning into him. “You know I couldn’t have found anyone better than you? And before you go on about that ‘I’m traumatised’ bullshit, just know that your whole past and everything you’ve been through is why I love you. It makes you stronger every day and I get to be the lucky person sitting by your side watching you become the best version of yourself. You are the best for me, Si.”

He smiles, kissing your forehead. 

“Hey Si?”

“Don’t say it, lovie.”

“I have to pee again.”

[pastabnadit]

cuteeertrrtteee!!#+!!

In the event that you need an emergency moth to improve your week and see you into the weekend... Please enjoy this incredibly fluffy and delightful beast, captured by the late great Andreas Kay in Ecuador

[2-dsimp]

Any of the guys with a pregnancy kink?

On the father, the spirit, and the son, pregnant people are fine as fuck. I always be looking respectfully.

- 🤰

【The H.S.M Scenarios; Pregnancy kink edition】

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Cw: MDNI NSFW 🔞 Fem reader, pregnancy kink

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“Atta girl, taking in every single drop like a good mommy~ Just lay back on me wife. I wanna get that cute tummy of yours all plump n full of me again and again—Fuck!”

Nokka the husband, this guys a no brainer. He’s so confident in his seed that he doesn’t even need a pregnancy test to check if he had knocked you up with his baby. But Your husband will let you do so if only to prove that his elite sperm had done its job well. in making his wife’s belly swell up beautifully with his potential son. And hence the moment you started showing a baby bump, your meager time alone at home would diminish. As this man is constantly on you like white on rice. He’s rubbing your belly possessively with his big hand. Watching football while having you warm his cock. Of which he complained got so rock hard that it was borderline uncomfortable for him to even sit wearing his baggy sweats. All because of how his wife was lookin too damn irresistible in that pregnancy glow. (And just in general… this man’s a bonifide caveman simp for his wife)

“Awe my poor player 2~ is our little player 3 acting up too much? Don’t worry! I’ll tell em to take it easy on you mkay mamma? Just spread them legs wide for me so that lil bugger can get the message”

Soma the Zombie, always dreamed of having a team of professional gamers to carry on his legacy of being number one in the world. He often joked around saying that 3 kids wouldn’t be enough. Since he’d never get enough of seeing that radiant glow you’d possess when you’re heavy with his child. And ever since he got infected his obsession with keeping you full got even more demanding. The Zombie had his tentacles that sprouted from him squeezed and kneaded your breasts for any source of milk to suckle on. while his thick gelatinous tendril cock squirmed itself inside your well used cunt. His suckers messaged against your love cannal trying to cease the baby’s incessant kicking by giving them a taste of their own medicine.

“B-but sunshine won’t this u-upset our little starshine? N-no? Then I guess it’ll be f-fine. Just don’t p-push yourself too hard, I only w-want you to f-feel good my love”

Moros the Torturer, would be considering himself blessed to even be able to have such happiness in raising a child with you. He’d always make sure to cater to your every need during your pregnancy. You’ve got a craving for baked goods? He’ll bake enough for a whole football team. Need a deep tissue massage? The Torturer’s on the case, after consulting with Koji the medic what would be the best spots to soothe for his pregnant darling. You’d have to be the one to try and initiate any sort of intimacy to get his gears going. Since he’s a timid gentle giant who’d cry if under the impression that he somehow hurt you. By delving his thick uncircumcised cock so deep inside your wet snatch that its fat tip was kissing languidly against your cervix. With each gentle but jerky buck of his semi inexperienced hips. His scarred hands would always subconsciously find themselves on your stomach. As he’s just so grateful at how now he’s got two stunning guiding lights that’ll brighten up his day.

[writers-potion]

International Slang, Slang, Slang!

I'm sharing this list of slang in different languages (English, British English, French, Spanish, Italian, Japanese, Malaysian, Russian, Hindi) to use for dialogue:

English Slang

LOL = laugh out loud

OMG = oh my god

Noob = newbie

LMAO = laught my ass off

SFW = Safe work work

HMB = hit me back

XOXO = hugs and kisses

Txt = text

msg = message

cuz = because

kinda = kind of

outta = out of

'bout = about

C'mon = come on

'em = them

lil = little

lotsa = lots of

nope/nah = no

wanna = want to

dunno = don't know

lemme = let me

TBH = to be honest

gotcha = have got you

jack around = waste time

jillion = an immense number

nuke = destroy, delete

bushed = extremely tired

fab = fabulous

chicken = coward

grabbers = hands

grub = food

vanilla = plain

peanuts = very little money

British English Slang

skive = lazy or avoid doing something

knackered = tired

nicked = stolen

bugger = jerk

zed = equivalent to zzzzzz

nosh = food

dog's bollocks = awesome

bog roll = toliet paper

nutter = crazy person

punter = customer/prostitute's client

fiver = 5 euros

toff = upper class person

taking the piss = screwing around

pissed = drunk

wonky = not right

gutted = devastated

Tosser = idiot

Cock-up = screw up

Bloody = damn

Wanker = idiot

Fancy = like

Lost the plot = gone crazy

Kip = sleep or nap

Bee's knees = awesome

Dodgy = suspicious

Wicked = cool!

Know your onions = knowledgeable

Chuffed = proud

Bespoke = custom made

Give you a bell = call you

Hoover = vacuum

Tad = little bit

French Slang

Spanish Slang

Tu (me) fair chier) = (literally: you make me

shit) You are pissing me off

Ca me saoule = I'm sick of this

J'en ai ras le cul = I'm sick of this

Fringues = clothes

Grailler = to buy/steal/take/eat

Crever = to die

Crevant = exhausting

Gerber = to throw up

Defonce = stoned

Glander = to procrastinate/to do nothing/to

lay around

Va craver = go die

J'ai la dalle = I'm hungry

Avoir la flemme = not wanting to do

something

Japanese Slang

Tio = dude or guy

Guay = cool/great

Currar = to work

Fome = boring

Value = okay or sure

Colega = buddy or friend

Pasta = moneu

Majo = nice or friendly

Flipar = to be shocked

Bocachancla = gossip

Raro - weird

Papear = to eat

Resaca = hangover

Plomazo = boring

Loco = crazy

Chafa = Lame

Baka (ばか) = Stupid or idiot.

Bucchake (ぶっちゃけ) = To be honest or frank.

Chiruru (チルる) = To chill or relax.

Chō (超) = Very.

Dame (だめ) = No good or not allowed.

Dasai (ダサい) = Uncool or out of style.

Disuru (ディスる) = To disrespect or talk down about someone.

Egui (えぐい) = Awesome or incredible.

Gachi (ガチ) = Serious or real.

Ganba (がんば) = A short version of “ganbatte,” meaning “do your best” or “good luck.”

Guguru (ググる) = To Google something.

Gyaru (ギャル) = A fashion-conscious young lady with tanned skin and long nails.

Honto (ほんと ) = Really or for real.

Ii kanji (いい感じ) = To have a good vibe or feeling about something.

JK = High school girl.

Kimoi (キモい) = Creepy or gross.

Kira kira (キラキラ) = Sparkling, cute, or beautiful.

Kireru (キレる) = To snap or lose your temper.

Maji (マジ) = Seriously or really.

Moteru (モテる) = To be popular or attractive.

Mukatsuku (むかつく) = To be irritated.

Nampa (ナンパ) = To chat or pick someone up.

Sugoi (すごい) = Amazing or incredible.

Uzai (うざい) = Another word for annoying.

Wakannai (わかんない) = I don’t know.

Yabai (ヤバい) = Anything from “awesome” to “oh no.”

Russian Slang

Долбоеб (dolboyob_) = Fool, Idiot

Иди на хуй (idi na hui) = F*ck yourself

Сволочь (svo lach’) = Trash, Scum, Jerk

Жопа (zho pa) = Brat (typically used towards children)

Гавно (gav no) = Sh!t (used more when speaking to yourself rather than to insult someone)

лох (loh) = Stupid, Idiot, Sucker

Гандон (gan don) = Condom (Whilst calling someone a condom in English is just not a thing, it’s quite common in Russia. Used to refer to someone weak or just plain irritating)

Чушь собачья (chush’ sobach’ya) = Bullsh!tter

Malaysian Slang

Трахни тебя (trakhni tebya) = F*ck You

Ти дегхенераат (ti degheneraat) = You’re a degenerate

Отыебис от меныа! (otyebis ot menya!) = Move your ass / Get the f*ck away

чертовски дно (chertovski dno) = F*cking bottom (would be used when referring to hitting rock bottom.)

Bo jio = use when referring to friend who didn't invite them to a gathering (e.g. 'why you bo jio?)

Ýum cha = hang out over drinks or food at local coffee shops

belanja = I got you covered

Potong Stim = killjoy

Boss = waiters refer to their cusomters as boss, and customers call out for waiters using the same term!

Tapau/Bungkus = take-away

Ang Moh/Mat Salleh = "Western foreigners"

Kantoi = being cuaght red handed

Paiseh = shy or embarrased

Walao Eh! = brother

Macha = good friends (equivalent to "fam" in English)

Alamak! = shock, surprise, or frustration (punctuate with 'face palm' for dramatic effect)

Lah = This one really has no meaning, used to add "emphasis" and "flavor" to sentences. It is rather addictive...

Kawan baik = best friend

Jom = let's (inviting someone to do something together)

Best gila = crazy good, crazy fine (like "amazing!" in English)

Kantoi = busted

Fuyoh = WOW or OMG

Cincai = whatever

Italian Slang

Ma Dai = come on, imagine, stop it (express surprise, amazement)

Chi Se Ne Frega? = Who cares?

Scialla = stay calm

In Bocca Al Lupo = Good luck

Come Il Cacio Sui Maccheroni = like sheep's milk for the macaroni

Come Te La Passi = How is it going?

Trescare – Have a flirt

Camomillarsi – Calm down

Sbalconato – Be out of your mind

Incicognarsi – Get pregnant

Citofonarsi – Call someone by surname

Tirare tardi – To be late

Inciucio – Intrigue, a cheat, a mess

Un carnaio – Many people together in the same place

Abbioccarsi – falling asleep unexpectedly

Bordello – Problematic, confusing, and chaotic situation

Fottìo – Something that has happened or occurs in large quantities

Svalvolare – Loss of control

Rosicare – To be envious of something

Scazzato – A state of mind of malaise

Che pizza – a boring or bad thing

Sbroccare o sclerare – Getting angry and making a scene

Raga – Guys

Tranqui – abbreviation of the word “calm,” it means to stay calm

Che Figata – Cool

Meno male! – Luckily or thank goodness

Che schifo – How disgusting

Vivere alla giornata – Live in the moment

Pisolino – An Italian slang word that means “afternoon nap”

Hindi Slang

Yaar = Friend, used at the end of sentences for casual social interactions (including shopkeepers/autorickshaw drivers)

Achcha = good/okay/really?

Thik Hain = okay (+ head nod)

Arre = hey (with a higher tone = surprise, lower tone = exasperation)

Bas = that's it

Chakkar = dizziness

Funda = fundamentals

Ghanta = Yeah right

Jugaad = hack

Bakwaas = nonsense

Chalega = That will do

[nifreti-ii]

I wuv phthonus and ares TwT (and eros and mammon and beelzebub… and morpheus… and hubris… huh- I love them all in their own ways :3)

Remember sweet lil Pthonus (or moss ball, cause he cute like that) wiggled his ears when happy and AH THE FEELS AKLWHJLDLKAJWH SO DAMN CUTE WTF the image in my head is nothing compared to what I drew, my heart- And of course, I drew Ares cause he is, admittedly, my favorite. That and the last time I drew him I honestly didnt feel I did a good job on showing how bbg he is (because he is very bbg). I just UGH I wanna pinch and squish both of them UUUUUH THE CUTENESS AGGRESSION DUDE WTF  

I also gave myself the push to draw him in his outfit because I said nu uh to leather last time ( I think it’s leather Idk am bad at telling shit sometimes) but this time I said F it and did it! And now I know I can do (okay) leather :D Also Phthonus was the first time I tried drawing chubby and afro hair! I was honestly worried I wouldnt be able to do it but I did! (I guess pushing myself for everything else made this possible, so much more confidence!!! RAAAAAH) I really like his hair too 🥹 I developed my “Moss ball” Nickname cause they’re really cute lil buggers to look at and so is he (also- um, broccoli pfff)

(boring life shit) Also was tumbling down for the period of time that I havent posted (started drawing them right after my EXE drawing but my brain went-_AOKJWH)rrrrrrrr *crash* and had to do a hard restart) buuuuut I do feel much better and have another drawing in the works (kinda of a secondary drawing and primary one) the primary WILL be my most dynamic drawing! I will finish/do it damn it!

Check out my Masterlist for my art and (limited) writing! >:3

[pandora-whowalksbetween]

UPDATE: THAT MIGHT NOT BE CORRECT (at least for jumping spiders!) A study from 2022 observed jumping spiders experiencing REM– rapid eye movement– as seen in brains that are experiencing the kind of sleep that would bring dreams. We still don't have any way to find out if spiders are actually experiencing dreams, but it definitely looks like their brains are doing a similar thing!

Hcs where the boys dont know what a period is are so funny. Like.

Pandora: yeah, it’s a normal human thing, I periodically shed the inner lining of my uterus– how do y’all not know this? You’re thousands of years old. Lucifer: Why would we bother to know this? Pandora: I don’t know! Same reason I know that spiders don’t dream! Satan: Not everyone stays up all night googling random insignificant questions– Pandora: Like you’re one to talk. Asmo: For the record, I knew what a period was. Belphie: Hang on, everybody shut up. Spiders don’t dream?

[eli21345]

Moving in

Moving in (part 2 to the start)

You never thought moving in with Hobie would be so hard.

Fluffy!

Hobie x Gn!reader

Tw!: British and bad grammars (and capitalization mistakes and slightly suggestive (//∇//) )

After a year and a half you and Hobie finally decided to move in together! Only problem is that you have two birds, and he has a cat, Most people know that’s an absolute horrible combination. Hobie’s canal boat isn’t the biggest, so you had to make do with what you had.

You were currently in Hobie’s room, your birds in a travel carrier, as you think of where you should put there cage. Pinkie jumps up into your lap and curls up in a ball, you sigh as you pet the black cat with a little pink Mohawk, still curious of how he even got it.

Soon enough Hobie walks in a smile softly at you and his cat before walking over to you, sitting down on the bed as he pulls you closer, “Still haven’t figured out where your gonna put the lil buggers?” He ask as he strokes you hair gently 

You sigh, nuzzling your head up into his hand, “Yeah… I’m thinking of putting them in here but I don’t know. Don’t want them to get traumatized, you know?”  You giggle and shake your head

Hobie shakes his head a laughs a little a well, “Tsk, don’ want ‘em screaming as you scream.” He says as he watches you choke on air and cough.

“You’re feral Hobie.” 

“Yeah I know. But ‘cha love it~” his moves his face towards yours, puckering his lips expecting a kiss, but you instead push him away, causing him to pout.

You laugh at his reaction and cup his face before he pushes your hands away. You scoff, “No kisses for you then.” You say as you turn away, standing up as you pick up the carrier your birds are in.

Hobie stands up after you, following closely behind you as you walk into his living room, the bird cage already set up in the middle of it, “I think they’d be fine in here lovey, Pinkie never really has even watched a bird outside.” you think for a moment and nod.

“Alright then, they can go infront of the window then.” You say as you set the carrier down on the couch, before moving to the cage, it has wheels, and pushing it towards the window, the sun already setting. 

“Ya need help love?” Hobie asks as he walks over to you, nuzzling your hair

Giggling and shaking your head, “No I got it.” You smile softly before moving to pick up the carrier and checking on your birds, they were doing just fine, happy and content.

You soon walk back over to the cage and open it, then open the carrier, nudging your birds gently into the cage that has been filled up with toys and perches. Your birds soon step in and look around it, you smile happily at the cockatiels.

“So what’s there names again..?” Hobie asks as he watches them with awe.

“After a year and a half you forgot their names?” You scoff.

“What! I just forgot!” Hobie laughs as he looks at you gently.

“Alright fine, that one is Pikachu.” You say as you point at the yellow cockatiel with orangeish red circles on its cheeks. “And the other is Stormy” you say pointing at the white cockatiel with grey and black spots on its feathers.

“Pikachu and Stormy..” he repeats as he holds onto your hand, gazing fondly at the birds as they eat and drink some water. “Cute. Like you.” He smiles and pinches your cheek playfully.

You giggle pushing him away fondly “Hobie Stoopppp!” You plead with a big ass smile.

“How about that kiss now?” He asks as he wraps his arms around you.

“Fine.” You say in defeat, still smiling as you look up at him before you lock lips.

He hums into the kiss as he holds onto your face, swaying side to side with you in his hold.