#giant men that love tiny kitties >>>>

[kakushigotofanclub]

I love this man so much 😭

[mossyivy]

No okay, cause Leon’s wife def had an old stinky cat that just wouldn’t die when they were first dating. That cat had probably lost all of its 9 lives already, it was hanging on by a thread. But it was so loving! Poor kitty, was probably rubbing up against her stomach all day the day she went into labor with Violet. Isn’t that crazy, cats can predict when women go into labor before they even feel anything??

Eventually the poor kitty passed, and as time passed by and they had more kids, I could see Leon getting a family dog. Probably a German shepherd or golden retriever. The kids had some pets as well, I could see Violet having some weird pet like a snake or a bearded dragon, which her mother would deathly be afraid of.

Cecilia probably has a cat, she calls it kitty. Or a hamster. That hamster randomly just disappeared one day, and no one knows where it is.

- Anon! 🎀

(God this was fun to think about this stuff!)

His wife had an old crusty cat that was almost as old as she was when Leon and her met. Just a little old lady cat named Winnie who would scream at Leon until he picked her up. You knew Leon was the one because she usually hated men but adored him with her entire little old lady heart. I imagine she probably died not long after Violets first birthday. But everyday that cat would be laying by her tiny humans crib. Protecting her as she slept.

The dog probably came after Cecilia was born (DI Era Leon cause the timeline matches up) a dog that got brought into the DSO as a therapy animal. His name's Smokey and Leon took him on. That dog is as spoiled as the kids are. Constantly up Leon's ass wherever he is in the house. You think it's the universe giving you a pat on the back for all the times he's bugged you while trying to have some time to yourself.

Violet would have a male ferret. Name it Stretch. And it's not that her mother's scared of the ferret... It's just very noisy and messy. But Violet loves this thing. Carries him around the house on her shoulders so he can "feel tall". She taught him how to play dead. Wears him like a decorative scarf and he doesn't care. Violet probably even has a tunnel system going around her room leading different ways just to go back to his cage.

Cecilia definitely has a teddy bear hamster. She originally wanted a rabbit so her parents got her a hamster as a starter pet to see how responsible she is. Puff, the hamsters name, often goes missing... Not on purpose! He's a tricky little bugger that even got away from her mom and dad when she went away to camp for a month during the summer. He was missing for a week but you woke up one morning and found him in the cabinet in the kitchen when making coffee. Nearly had a heart attack, but he was perfectly fine. So eventually you and Leon upgraded this hamster to the life of luxury, a giant tank with attached playground for him to run around in. He hasn't escaped since!

[unloved-cadillac]

Hiiii Caddyyyy I have lil request (which u can ignore if u want) I was thinking of mean mafia Levi (u know the episode where he was wearing that mf suit) with a shy asf s/o who likes to compare her tiny hands with his bigass giant hands, who likes to curl up against his chest and shit I really need some comfort rn and its totally ok if u dont want to ok?? lol (lots of love:)

C/n: I bet we all fell to our knees when we saw that. Thanks for requesting and I hope that you enjoy🤍

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HCs on Mafia! Levi and His Shy S/o.

Boss Ackerman was the most dangerous and fiercest mafia leader. Not many had the pleasure, or displeasure, of meeting him since he preferred to work from the shadows of Liberio.

His name alone could make men tremble with fear and any thought of going against him was thrown out the window.

But not you.

You were Levi’s angel.

It was a spontaneous meeting when you first met him. He was in a car and seemed to be in a rush when you locked eyes with him. He smirked at you and when his posse jumped into the car he drove off, leaving you a blushing mess.

He found you again a few days later at the supermarket. He struck up conversation, much unlike the man, and you shyly responded to him.

What he did was dangerous and you knew that since he came to your apartment one night after an ambush. He dropped his guns on your kitchen table and he started taking off his clothes and threw them in your sink. “Gotta any lemon?” He asks, standing in your kitchen shirtless. You nod and quickly get some lemons from your fridge. You hand them to him, trying to ignore his tattoo covered body.

It didn’t help that he was ripped too.

That night he was going to leave but you wanted him to stay. “Isn’t it an bit too dangerous to go back out there?” You ask, trying to make him get the hint and he cups your cheek. “If you want me to stay, just ask.” You gulp slightly and avoid his eyes and he chuckles.

You feel his lips on your forehead and you look back at him. “Can you stay up for me?” You nod. “Good girl. I’ll be home around 2.” He says and puts on his jacket and takes his guns and head out the door, leaving you with your hands on your face embarrassed of his pet name.

It wasn’t always like this. Soon, Levi and you became a bit more serious and he decided to let the his whole “business” survive without him for a while. He’d keep tabs on them but he’d be with you while he did.

This man had a big build and look so scary but he was the sweetest boy you had ever met. He didn’t like to leave you alone, making you laugh.

He’d follow you around your house and be near you wherever you were.

You’d be doing some work at your dining room table and Levi would be right there with you. On his phone or reading.

Biting your lip as you look at him, you gently take one of his hands and place them against yours.

Levi would look at you with curiously but allow you to do whatever. “They’re so big.” He hears you say and he rolls his eyes and kisses your cheek. “You’re too cute, Y/n.”

Cuddling with Levi is a must. He never really liked people being too close or touching him but without your hand or something on him, he’d feel weird. So that’s why when you would watch TV with him, he wouldn’t even ask you, he’d just pick you up to lie on him. You didn’t complain. Man was a furnace and he was just too comfy to cuddle.

You were still really shy around him and he always tried to make you comfortable around him. He’s wrap his inked up arms around your waist and lay sweet, gentle kisses on your neck.

He’d run his hands through your hair and you’d just melt into him.

Levi loved everything about you. Especially your shyness.

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“Kitty>kitten.”

🖤🤍Thanks for reading🤍🖤

-Caddy.

[galraluver]

Hiii! I'm baack, and gotta say thanks for Blaytz A-Z headcanons, now I got scenario request.

About that request I can describe in few things.

Human Reader gave simple head pat to one Galran soldier as praise for hard work which took attention to one general making him also wanting to receive head pats and scratches, which made more generals to come to receive headpats, even Sendak (but he got jealous that everyone is getting headpats), which then caused even Zarkon demanding pats. (You can ofc limit how many generals are there)

Dunno what made me make write that request but if it's too difficult you don't need to make it and simply take it as idea and with your opinion. 💀

I'm glad that you enjoyed them so much ^^. That's actually a really cute idea 💕 I'll do my best, but I hope that you don't mind that I didn't specify how many generals, though, and used a couple of the other characters and foot soldiers. And I hope that you don't mind me making it in headcanon form 😅

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~ You were the only non Galra who was allowed to freely roam around Galra Central Command; you didn't know why, but you never questioned it

~ One day when you saw an overworked foot soldier, you decided to praise him for all his hard work

~ The Galra was confused when you asked him to take his helmet off and kneel down in front of you, but he did as you requested

~ He felt oddly happy when you suddenly hugged him, lightly pat the back of his head and praised him for all his hard work

~ No one ever praised him before and it made him feel warm and fuzzy inside

~ The physical affection felt nice, too

~ While you were giving the soldier attention, it caught the attention of one of the Generals

~ It wasn't until the next day that the General came to you when you were alone and hesitantly asked you if you could pet his head

~ You were shocked that he approached you and asked such a thing, but you weren't one to deny someone attention

~ The General loved how nice it felt to have you petting around his head while you told him how appreciated he was

~ Within the next couple of days, Sniv and Haxus join in and want you to pet them and tell them how good of a job they do

~ You're definitely surprised at how many Galra want you to give them pets, headpats and praise, but you like it

~ Being surrounded by hot Galran men who are touch starved and hearing them purr loudly when it's your turn for you to pet and praise them is something you love, maybe even too much

~ Sendak is a little confused as to where his Lieutenant goes every day, so naturally he follows him at a distance one day

~ When he finds you in one of the lounges surrounded by lower ranking members of the army while giving them headpats and praising them, he's beyond shocked

~ And jealous; very, very jealous

~ Everyone goes quiet when he enters the room and you're positive that he's going to kill you for making everyone around you 'weak'

~ He's not going to kill you, but he does want headpats, to be pet and praised by you

~ You don't mind giving Sendak headpats and praise

~ You've been wanting to pet him for so long now because he's so soft and furry, so naturally you're excited

~ Sendak ends up taking up a lot more of your time than anyone expected, wanting you all to himself

~ He hasn't received any praise or positive physical touch in ten thousand years, so he's the most touch starved out of everyone

~ It literally only takes three minutes for him to go from a seasoned warrior to a giant, purple, purring space kitty

~ Every other Galra who are in the room are jealous of Sendak, but they wouldn't dare say anything about it

~ A few of them begin grooming each other, but it's not the same as receiving attention from you

~ Your hands are so tiny compared to theirs and your fingernails are dulled down, which makes them perfect for lightly running over their skin or through their fur

~ Your once boring days were now spent with various Galra who want to spend their time with you

~ Eventually Zarkon notices how some of his soldiers, Lieutenants, Generals and Commanders go missing at random times, particularly Sendak

~ He overhears about what you've been doing from two foot soldiers who didn't realize that their Emperor was eavesdropping

~ Zarkon feels jealousy boil inside of him; how dare his subordinates get headpats and praise from you, and he doesn't?

~ He hasn't received that kind of attention from a young woman in more than ten thousand years; Haggar's obviously not as young as she used to be and she doesn't like spending time with him anymore

~ One day while you're busy giving headpats and praise to the Galra who need it, Zarkon walks into the lounge and orders everyone to leave

~ Everyone leaves, of course, bc they don't want to die

~ This time, you're definitely positive that you're going to die because you know how Zarkon feels about showing weakness and emotion in general

~ And, once again, you're wrong; Zarkon wants headpats and praise from you, just like everyone else

~ You find it hard to praise someone who's destroyed planets and people, so you focus on whatever's positive about him that you can think of

~ Never before did you think that you'd find yourself sitting on a couch while Zarkon, Emperor of the Galra, laid his head on your lap while you gave him headpats and whatever compliments you could come up with

~ Zarkon ends up falling asleep while using your lap as a pillow, enjoying the attention

~ After the first time you gave attention to Zarkon, he was actually a little nicer to everyone; especially you

~ Eventually, he gives you a job as an official cuddler for whoever needs affection, including himself

~ You get to use a room with a giant bed in it, along with whatever else you might need

~ But eventually you have to make a schedule with reservations

~ There's so many Galran men and women who need headpats and praise, but there's only one of you and you don't want to turn anyone away

~ You're just one Human woman, but you love having so many handsome men and a few good looking women wanting comfort and affection from you

[gaelic-symphony]

The Perfect Man

Written for @cmbingo (and tagging @ssa-sapphic!)

Summary: Emily makes a feline friend.

Bingo Square: Bullpen/Free Space (Sergio the cat)

Warnings: Brief mentions of alcohol and canon violence

Read on AO3 or below the cut

            “Maybe I should get a cat…”

            It was just an offhand remark when she said it, a tongue-in-cheek comment on her lack of anything even remotely resembling a love life.  She’d never been a pet person.  Growing up moving from country to country meant she never got to have any pets as a child, not even a goldfish.  But she’d always liked cats, and as a single lesbian pushing forty, she figured she might as well lean into the stereotype.  What finally sealed the deal for her was coming home from that next case in Alaska.  Hotch and JJ had children to go home to, and Penelope had Kevin waiting for her.  But Emily’s apartment was still and empty; nobody would be there to greet her when she came home.  It was the first time she’d really noticed how truly lonely she was, and all she could think about was how nice it would be to have a companion.

            She poured herself a glass of red wine and started browsing pet adoption websites.  There were so many cats—where was she supposed to begin?  She perused pages and pages of tabbies, calicos, and tuxedos, tiny kittens with giant eyes and elderly cats with grizzled faces.  Her eyes finally settled on a skinny black cat with amber eyes.  Sergio.  It was a weird name for a cat, she thought, but there was just something about this little guy.  This was her cat.  Some shelter worker had described him as “curious, adventurous, a real sweetheart if not the most affectionate kitty, and prefers a home with no men.”  Me too, Emily thought to herself with a little chuckle.  She and Sergio would get along just fine.

            She picked him up from the shelter the following weekend, and he immediately scurried under the couch.  Emily was still pretty new to cats, but she’d read that they usually hid until they got used to their new homes.  For the first week she had him, she barely saw him.  He would wander out of hiding occasionally to eat or use the litter box, and he seemed to come out to explore when Emily wasn’t home.  She’d come back from work to find things knocked over, cat toys scattered around, black cat hairs all over her bed and her laundry.  It was like having a roommate who was never home—a roommate who didn’t pay rent or clean up after himself.

            Slowly but surely, though, Sergio began to adjust to his new home and his new mom.  He would venture out to explore the apartment while Emily was reading on the couch.  He would stalk around her feet at mealtimes, waiting to be fed.  He liked to play with his string toy and nap on Emily’s pillow.  Emily was beginning to understand why people loved having pets so much; having Sergio to come home to made her evenings much more enjoyable and restorative, and gave her a reason to go home at a reasonable hour instead of burning the midnight oil at the office.  And after the Prince of Darkness case, she was happier than ever to have someone to come home to.  It was a brutal case.  Billy Flynn killed a cop and kidnapped his eight-year-old daughter.  He raped and tortured the cop’s sister and left her with fatal injuries.  He held Morgan hostage and made him watch the whole thing unfold.  When they finally wrapped up the case, Emily wasn’t feeling particularly social, but the last thing she wanted was to be alone.

            When she opened her apartment door and stepped inside, she dropped her go bag on the floor with a thud that woke Sergio up from his nap on the windowsill.  Emily expected him to bolt, maybe hide under her bed to finish his nap, but he didn’t.  He yawned and blinked at Emily, stood up with a slow stretch, and hopped down from the windowsill.  He sauntered over to his mom and brushed against her leg.

            “Oh, hey, buddy,” Emily said softly, crouching down slowly so as not to scare him away, “I missed you.”  Sergio rubbed his cheek against Emily’s hand.  She picked him up cautiously and scratched his head, and he didn’t squirm or struggle to break free.  He leaned against Emily’s chest as she carried him to the couch and curled up with him in her lap.  He started purring and kneading her thighs as she petted him.  When she stopped, he meowed at her and reached his paw out to her arm, pleading to be cuddled again.

            Maybe Sergio was just hungry for attention, but Emily could feel something more going on.  She didn’t want to give him too much credit—he was just a cat, after all—but it seemed like he was trying to take care of her that night.  He knew she needed a little extra love, and he wanted to cheer her up.  His insistence on more snuggles wasn’t just because he wanted them; it was also because he could tell that Emily needed them.  He wanted to make his mom smile the best way he knew how.  The whole night, he never left her side.  He followed her into the kitchen as she poured herself a glass of wine.  He sat next to her on the couch when she pulled out her laptop, and when that wasn’t enough, he climbed onto the keyboard and made himself comfortable.  When she went to bed that night, he was right beside her.  He burrowed under the covers and curled up next to her chest.  Emily usually had a hard time falling asleep after cases, but with Sergio purring right beside her, she drifted off peacefully and slept through the night.

            When Emily first considered getting a cat, she thought it would be nice to have a companion.  She didn’t expect to fall in love with eight pounds of mischief and black fur, but here she was.  This little cat had wiggled his way into her heart just like he wiggled his way under the covers.  He was making his home there just like he’d kneaded his little nest in Emily’s bed.  And Emily had never been happier to let someone in.

[lovemeleo]

Cat Dads

Well, I’m finally back. Hope you all are doing well! This idea popped into my head out of nowhere. It’s the third part to my Nuny fic where Jackson gets injured. I’ll link those two fics below! This is completely un-beta’d so I apologize for any errors. These amazing characters belong to the always fantastic @lumosinlove. 

- Ignite Your Bones

- Love You Through It

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There is no way to explain the sweet relief of seeing your leg again after 8.5 weeks of it being covered by a cast. 

Zhenya’s nose crinkled when he saw Jackson’s leg, “You have skin. Like fish.” And honestly he wasn’t wrong. Jackson had made the same face when the cast was fully removed but it’s apparently normal.

“Scales, babe. And my skin’s just dry. The doctor said it should flake off though, like in the shower.” Jackson said, fixing the boot back over his jeans. Zhenya’s English was really good, but there were some words that he still didn’t know just because it didn’t come up in conversation. Like scales.

Zhenya picked him up from the doctor’s office and now they were on their way to get lunch, which was apparently a surprise. Jackson had been asking since before they left for the appointment but Zhenya was holding strong.

He thought it might be the pasta place they both loved that was down the street from the rink, but Zhenya drove right by that as well. Actually, he drove all the way out of Gryffindor.

“You gonna tell me where we’re going yet?” Jackson asked, looking out the window to see if he could possibly guess. To be completely honest, he didn’t really know the area very well. For as long as they’d lived here, they didn’t tend to leave Gryffindor too often.

Zhenya gave him an exasperated look as he drove, “I tell you, it’s not surprise. We’re almost there anyway, котенок. So impatient.” He muttered, though the corner of his lips quirked up into a smile as his boyfriend grumbled next to him.

Not long after, a smile appeared on Zhenya’s face as he turned into a parking lot, “Okay, котенок. We’re here.”

Jackson was looking out the window as soon as they turned into the lot, his eyes on the sign. It read ‘Cats in Cups’ across the sign with a cute little picture of a kitten in a coffee mug.

His head whipped to look at Zhenya who couldn’t help the giant grin that had spread on his face, “A cat cafe?” Jackson said, unable to help the childlike excitement that seeped into his voice. He had always loved cats. When he was a kid, they always had at least two or three in their house.

“Surprise!” Zhenya said, as he pulled into a spot. “Good surprise, yeah? I bring my котенок to see all the little котенок.” As soon as he put the car in park, Zhenya was pulled in for a deep kiss.

Jackson smiled into the kiss, his hands on either side of Zhenya’s face as he pulled away, “A great surprise, babe. Thank you.” He murmured, leaning in to give him a quick peck before opening his door. Zhenya quickly ran over to his boyfriend’s side of the car, helping him get out.

Putting pressure on his foot again was weird, a bit achy, but it was nice to be able to walk without crutches, “Let’s go see some kitties.” Jackson said, a giddy smile spreading on his face as they made their way inside.

The cafe was empty other than the worker behind the counter when they stepped in, Jackson’s eyes quickly flitting over the room to all of the cats. There were around fifteen or so, some wandering around while others were sprawled on tables or cat trees. It was practically heaven.

A younger woman stood behind the counter, her name tag on the red apron reading Jaz. “Welcome to Cats in Cups!” She said, a wide welcoming smile on her face as she glanced down at a clipboard on the counter in front of her. “My name is Jaz, and I’m gonna guess that you’re Evgeni and Jackson?” 

Zhenya nodded, “Yes, that’s us. You can just call me Kuny.” He said as they walked up to the counter.

“Well, welcome! We can get your order in and then you guys can play with the cats.” She said, checking them off on the list.

Looking up at the menu, they both ordered different lattes to try before finding a spot to sit. Jackson plopped himself right in the middle of the carpeted floor, stretching his left leg out as he watched all the cats watch them. 

As Zhenya sat down next to him, a small gray kitten found its way into Jackson’s lap. Trailing a gentle hand down the kitten’s back, Jackson smiled, “What’s this one’s name?” He asked, glancing up to where Jaz was carrying over their drinks.

Glancing down at the small ball of fluff, she smiled, “That’s Milo, he’s a scottish fold.”

Milo began making his way up Jackson’s chest, tiny paws carrying him up to cuddle into his shoulder. Zhenya quickly snuck a picture as the small kitten nuzzled into his boyfriend’s neck. 

Just as he was tucking his phone away, a large fluffy orange cat nudged at his hand, meowing at him indignantly. Zhenya couldn’t help but laugh as the cat rubbed up against his leg, “Hello there.” He murmured, carefully picking the cat up and cradling her in his arms like a giant baby.

Jaz laughed as she set down their drinks, watching as the giant men turned into puddles of soft at the sight of cats, “It seems Pumpkin has taken a liking to you.”

“I have taken liking to Pumpkin too.” Zhenya said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. The cat practically vibrated out of his arms, purring so dramatically.

At this point, Jackson had collected another cat in his lap. Milo was still nuzzled into his neck but in his lap was a massive black cat. Zhenya thought Pumpkin was big but oh my goodness, the black cat definitely had her beat.

Evgeni reached over, letting the giant cat sniff him before gently scratching behind his ears, “He’s so big.” He murmured, watching as he flopped back onto Jackson’s lap.

“Yeah, that’s Loki, our god of mischief. He’s a maine coon with a habit of knocking drinks over as well as chairs. He normally sprawls across our front counter.” Jaz said with a laugh as she made her way back to the counter.

Jackson’s face lit up as he reached down to pet the giant cat, “Loki’s one of my favorite Marvel characters!” Loki leaned into his touch, a deep purr coming from his chest.

Leaning onto the counter, Jaz smiled, “Well, keep in mind: all of our cats are adoptable. It’s a three day process because we give them an veterinary exam and a cleaning, and everything. But then you could take them home.” She said before going back to work, unaware of the wide-eyed looks the two men shared. 

“We could get cats!” Jackson said, almost scaring both cats off of him. He quickly murmured soft apologies into their fur, holding them both close. Milo climbed down off his shoulder into his lap, curling up on top of Loki. Neither of them could help back the soft “aw” as Zhenya took another picture. 

Upset at the lack of attention, Pumpkin swatted her paw at Zhenya’s hand and let out what could only be equivalent to a heavy sigh. He couldn’t help but laugh as he started petting her again, “So sorry, милашка.” He murmured before glancing up at Jackson again. “You want cat?” 

Jackson nodded, unable to stop watching his boyfriend cuddle the orange fluff, “Yeah… yeah I really do. If it was a possibility, I would adopt all of these cats.” He said, gently petting the pile of cats in his lap.

They were both quiet for a while, enjoying their drinks, the cats as well as each other’s company. Just as Jackson took a sip of his coffee, Zhenya turned to him as he held Pumpkin closer.

“Let’s keep them.”

Jackson choked a bit, wiping the coffee that had fallen from his mouth before looking at Zhenya, “W-what? Keep?”

The other man was already nodding, his face hidden by Pumpkin’s fur, “Don’t want to leave her. Or them. We keep them all. Take them home. C’mon, котенок!” 

Jackson didn’t need him to beg. Honestly, he hadn’t even needed Zhenya to ask because as soon as these cats had crawled on top of him, he knew he couldn’t leave them behind, “Alright. Alright, yeah. Let’s keep them.”

You would’ve thought they’d won the lottery with the way Zhenya’s face lit up. And Jackson, being the smitten bastard he was, couldn’t help but smile right back at him.

“We need supplies.” Zhenya said, quickly pulling his phone back out. 

Jackson couldn’t help his little happy dance as he held onto the cats in his lap, “Just order it and we can have it delivered to the house.” Zhenya nodded as he ordered everything he could find on the pet store website that they’d need. Litter boxes, food, toys, beds and towers. 

“Jaz! We need paperwork!” Zhenya said, looking up from his phone.

A big smile lit up her face as she grabbed some paperwork from behind the counter, “I had a feeling we’d need some paperwork, so I started filling it out. Which one are you planning to adopt?”

Jackson smiled, gently running his hand over Loki’s back, “We’d like all three actually.” 

Her eyebrows went up in surprise, but if possible, her smile got exponentially bigger, “All three? Oh that’s fantastic.” She quickly grabbed more paperwork and they all started filling it out, one of them filling out each form.

It took around 20 minutes, but they were finally done. They were going to be cat dads. 

Jaz smiled, stapling together all the papers before she looked up at the guys, “Alright, you two. We just have to do their exams and such, as well as speak to your references, but you should be able to bring them home in two days!”

They both shook her hand, the giant smiles still stuck on their faces, “Thanks so much for your help, Jaz.” 

“Of course, I’m so happy you guys came in and that some of our cats are finding their forever homes with you.” She said with a smile. Both boys gave their last cuddles to the cats before it was time to go.

Jackson pressed a kiss to the top of Milo’s head, “We’ll be back for you three.”

Leaving the cafe was hard, especially when Loki tried to follow them out but they eventually made their way out to the car.

Before they got into the car, Jackson pulled Zhenya to him, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips as he leaned into the taller man’s chest, “I love you.” He said softly, his hands making their way around Zhenya’s waist.

“I love you. Always.” Zhenya murmured, holding Jackson close.

Getting to bring their cats home was one of the best days they’ve had. The cats were a bit skittish with being in a new environment but by bedtime, they had really calmed down. All three cats joined the two men on their bed. Milo curling up on Jackson’s pillow, Pumpkin sprawled on Zhenya’s stomach with Loki stretched across the foot of the bed. 

As they all got comfortable, Jackson couldn’t help but smile at his boyfriend, squeezing the hand that was intertwined with his, “I’m so happy to be a cat dad with you, babe.”

Zhenya pressed a kiss to the other man’s knuckles, “You and I, Best cat dads. Always.”

[dex-xe]

BBC Ghosts x Eurovision

No one asked for this (and I’ve already seen a few people discussing this but haven’t seen anyone go into much detail) but here are some headcanons about the ghosts watching Eurovision 2021!! Eurovision has been one of my special interests since I was a little kid so combining it with my current special interest just seems right!!

(Also pls comment your own headcanons or even better send them to my inbox AND also send new headcanon topics for us to chat about cause I’ve missed doing that!!)

- Firstly it’s definitely Mike’s doing,, Alison jokes it’s a bit tacky and kinda cringe and Mike is *deeply* offended insisting the tack is what makes it fun.

- Alison also really enjoys it but also enjoys teasing Mike about his affinity

- Alison shows the ghosts a few YouTube clips of old years

- Kitty, Mary, and Humphrey are all well up for watching straight away,, also Pat but we’ll talk about him in a minute.

- Robin doesn’t really get the point (countries are a stupid idea according to him so having a country based competition where people actually get serious about it is just daft).

- Thomas and Fanny both hate the clips they’re shown and call it the “lowest form of entertainment” they’ve ever seen.

- The Captain is also above it... or so he says but he finds his foot tapping along to Emmilie De Forest and is *horrified* at himself

- Julian is straight away racist,, a comment here about EU bureaucracy, another snipe there about Russia. Alison shuts his complaining down very quickly and tells him he can’t say anything he wouldn’t be happy someone saying about the UK or else his phone privileges will be taken away.

- Pat is the only ghost who has seen Eurovision before (Julian has always refused on principle).

- He used to watch it with his family and put on a proper spread for everyone (cause we all know Pat was the family cook). I’m talking mini sausage rolls, tiny sandwiches, a cheese and pineapple hedgehog (totally not what my family does for Eurovision every year... hmmm) and then also a trifle cause it’s the most English pudding ever and you gotta support the home side.

- (I’m hungry,, can you tell??)

- Once Alison has explained to them how the show works, most of them agree to watch - Thomas once he learns of the beautiful women competing and Fanny the same with the men.

- The Captain however begins taking it very seriously once he starts to realise the tactical elements of it,, while he likes the performances, he spends the entire afternoon rewatching previous years scoring segments making mental notes of what gets support and who votes for who.

- The evening comes round and everyone gathers to watch in the TV room.

- The second the flag parade starts everyone is engrossed - even Fanny can marvel at the spectacle of it.

- (I��m not gonna talk about every performance cause Jeez that’s long but here are what I think everyone’s favourites would be.

- Robin really loves Finland and Italy,, anything loud and rocky he’s straight up off the floor and jumping along (same Robin, same) but he falls completely silent and watches in awe at the Spanish entry because of the giant moon (he then also asks Alison to buy a huge moon for the living room - she’s says she’ll think about it).

- Kitty is fully rooting for Malta - Lizzo girlboss vibes is what Kitty lives for. It’s also helped that Alison expressed quite an interest for that one as well.

- Thomas is expecting to like the pretty girls but absolutely falls for Switzerland straight away. Curly haired, blouse-wearing emotional guy with incredibly dramatic dancing is just 😍😍 for him (same Thomas,, can’t decide if he’s very attractive or if it’s gender envy or what??).

- Julian supports the UK... he thinks the song is shit but cannot bring himself to compliment anyone else.

- Pat is an Iceland kind of guy (ily dadi,, you were robbed #eurovision2020winners) and he fully finds himself trying to dance along, smiling all the way through their performance. He likes the weirder ones,, the ones were everyone is clearly just having a blast.

- Humphrey likes the emotional ones,, Bulgaria is a favourite. Righttttt up until France - he picked up a little French from his wife, enough to figure out what Barbara’s talking about and is just in tears by the end.

- Mary actually finds herself enjoying the more folky, traditionally European ones. This comes back to my Morris/folk dancing Mary so I feel like she’d appreciate like Ukraine and Russia - also for the like strong woman aesthetic.

- Fanny is abhorred by the outfits and music but does join Julian in his reluctant support of the UK, she instead prefers to mutter her abuses of the skimpy outfits to the Captain.

- The Captain is also drawn in by the emotional ones like Humphrey, specifically France again. However, a shaggy and shirtless Damiano David jumping about the place in eyeliner and tight trousers awakens something in him he didn’t know was there. He’s horrified by the group and the loudness and the outfits and everything but is also very much intrigued in a way that disturbs him.

- Mike also likes Italy quite a bit cause he’s an Arctic Monkeys/Killers kinda guy (he is,, don’t @ me cause me tooooo Mike) and Alison tends to agree with him but also, like I said, agrees with Kitty on the girl power ones.

- Once the scoring starts, the ghosts start getting noisier and talking amongst themselves about the acts and who they would vote for (they’re not allowed to vote cause Alison refuses to pay for her dead housemates to get a vote each).

- The Captain edges closer to the TV as the others talk over his beloved scoring system, completed overshadowing the research the Captain has done.

- It ends with the Captain sat cross legged in front of the TV with Humphrey in his lap explaining precisely what was happening to Humphrey.

- When it gets towards the end everyone hushes up and they all watch as Italy win. Most of them celebrate.

- Fanny is greatly disturbed by the winners and laments the state of music these days. The Captain vocally agrees but also can’t draw his eyes from the screen.

- Julian has some very choice words for the public for giving the UK a big fat 0.

- Kitty says she’s just glad that everyone had a good time and enjoyed their performances. She also wishes that she could go to the show (don’t we all).

But yeah that’s my collection of headcanons for Eurovision,, once again proving I am a massive nerd who spends too much time putting together little stories.

Anyway,, if you have any more Eurovision headcanons feel free to comment them or send them to my inbox so I can reply and add to them. Similarly, if you have any other shows/music/events/literally anything that you think I should make ghosts headcanons for or that you have hcs for then send them over to my inbox as well!! Love yall stay safe, drink some water if you’ve managed to read this far :)

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While I was at the urgent care for a UTI I had plenty of time to think about Little!Ciel and him and Sebastian going to the doctor.

Ciel is still a baby. Only thirteen, so of course he goes to the pediatrician But Baby doesn’t really like going to the doctor because there are lots of strangers touching and poking. So Daddy let’s him bring his stuffed bunny and if he’s already having a bad day, then maybe a paci for when he gets really nervous. But if Ciel doesn’t need it when they get there then it stays in Sebastian’s pocket. Ciel’s bunny is old. It was once blue, but is now a faded grey with floppy limbs and ears. The ears have been chewed on so the fuzz was worn away. His whiskers were almost all gone and the fur on his paws was as well from rubbing them so often. There were the little bean-like things in the bunnies paws and Ciel loves to rub them as it was very soothing.

Baby still gets nervous so he has to sit on Daddy’s lap. The big tall table with the paper makes him anxious. It’s loud, crinkly, and cold. Who would want to sit on that when they have a wonderful man who would gladly hold them? Daddy’s hands are so warm and nice, the perfect balance of soft and rough. He pets Ciel while they wait, running those long, slender fingers through his ashen hair, nails gently scritching his scalp. Baby loves it so much, eyes closed and looking like a cat in the sun.

Baby’s doctor is a woman. Big tall men scare Ciel. They’re loud, tell bad jokes, and give off a very tense and irritated vibe. Daddy is the only big tall man he likes because he wasn’t like them. So Ciel gets a woman doctor. She’s very nice and always so gentle with him. It’s important that Baby feels safe when he goes to the pediatrician and he does with her.

Ciel is a bit famous at the doctors office. So is Sebastian. Baby is by far the cutest kid they see there. Big blue eyes, so blushy and sweet, whispering answers to questions and hiding his face in his Daddy’s chest when he gets shy. It’s so cute. He’s so petite and delicate and it makes them want to give him hugs and make sure nothing bad ever happens to him.

So Baby is sitting on Daddy’s lap in the waiting room. He is holding his bunny and gets to play on Sebastian's phone for a bit. This is a rare treat as Sebastian has a lot of work stuff on his phone that he doesn’t want Baby to look at or get into. But right now he is supervised and happily playing Baby Touch: Galaxy Game. The point of the game was to touch the stars that drifted across the screen and they would burst into a firework of color and send a small vibration through the phone. It was simple, but Ciel adored it and was always asking Sebastian if he could play. They get called back and the phone gets taken up and put back in Sebastian’s pocket. They go back and Daddy sits in the chair holding Baby and talks to the nurse about how Ciel has been doing and medical history. The usual, All while petting Baby and making sure he is alright. He’s such a good father.

The doctor comes and the nurse leaves. Ciel squirms and whimpers the cutest little whimpers but let’s her take blood pressure and other vitals. He opens his little tiny baby mouth for her. He still has baby teeth but what is to be expected. Tiny little pink tongue. It’s so cute. No wonder daddy likes to kiss him so much. Baby kicks his feet, not enjoying any of this. He doesn’t like the doctor to be so close to him or look into her little device. The light hurts his baby eyes. But he is so brave and gets it done.

Baby puts his arms up so daddy can pull his shirt off. He’s so petite, his nipples pink. Milk white skin and a flat tummy. Sebastian can’t help but stare and neither can the doctor. Baby gets shy ands hides his face in either Daddy’s chest or his bunny. Baby has to lay on the table for this part, but He tolerates her touching him, feeling his tiny belly, it tickles, and his chest. Daddy helps, keeping a hand on his tummy so he can’t squirm so much. He reluctantly looks away, posing as a respectful parent when she looks at his little booty and bitty cock. Baby gets so shy that he tears up and hides his face in his bunny again, blushing down to his chest which is the cutest thing every. She sits him up and rubs his back, listening to his lungs and his heart. His heart rate is a little fast, but that’s just because he is a little upset. His lungs sound okay, he could be better and it could be a lot worse.

As always she says he is underdeveloped but healthy except for delayed reflexes and persisting asthma. She also tells him to get some weight on him as he is a little under the average weight for his size. Daddy dresses baby again, nodding and rubbing his back. He holds him close, wanting to smother him in kisses but saving that for later.

Bloodwork is hard. Shots are too. But Daddy wants to make sure absolutely nothing is wrong with baby so he gets blood work done every time. Baby whimpers and cries, tears dripping down his cheeks and sobs coming from him. The nurse feels so awful that she has to do that and so does Sebastian. He pets baby and rubs his back. Baby does such a good job and can’t help but squirm. They praise him constantly, telling him how brave he is and how he is such a good boy and he that makes him feel better. Even with a runny nose and teary eyes, he is so cute. Little lip trembling and hugging his bunny, looking up at Sebastian with small baby whimpers coming from him.

They finish and baby gets to pick his bandaid. He goes for Hello Kitty and if there is not one he picks pink. Baby likes pink and thinks it is the prettiest color out there. But of course, he doesn’t get upset when someone says they don’t like pink. Like Daddy doesn’t like pink. He likes blue, deep blue like the color of Ciel’s eyes. They get to go home and baby gets to go to the candy shop since he did such a good job. He can pick three pieces, so of course, he gets the biggest ones he can find. Daddy isn’t going to let him buy giant ones though. So they are within reason.

The doctor’s ordeal is forgotten and Baby is just a little sore on his arms where he got a shot. He gets to play Animal Crossing and eat his candy for a little while before dinner. Daddy pets him and tells him how good he did and how he is such a brave baby.

🥺🥺🥺

[sanchoyo]

danny phantom, season 3 episodes 3-6 thoughts!

see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3

-johnny was actually pretty civil with danny and left when he asked! thats nice. also, SKULKER?? HAD A FRAMED PICTURE OF EMBER?? oooo fuck wait had they established they were a Thing Before?? I dont think so. thats weird. its like that country boy/goth girl meme lmfao. I think i am going to choose to ignore this new info and pretend I didnt hear it. 100% unrelated to the jazz/ember fanart I already drew and posted....😳

-LADIES NIGHT EPISODE THIS IS WHAT ITS ALL ABOUT. wish it didnt really center around the guys or them being pissed at them, but. willing to bet this was written by men lol

-THEY ERASED ALL THE MEN??? meanwhile, jack and danny are fishing at. silent hill or something. im glad jack is trying to read a parenting book and making an Attempt. (theyre at lake erie, but, they made it actually eerie...thats fun)

-the girls alt outfits...cute. EMBER MADE A NEW SONG TOO!!! kinda. jazz being one of the backup singers and being AWFUL. NOOOO

-'how are we going to get kitty to blow a kiss?' 'she'll have to think there are still some males in town!' ...i dont know how to break it to you, but I dont know that a 100% het girl would wish for all men to Begone. I think. I mean im not a het or a girl so I dont really know for sure. she Is probably Bi tho. esp having the other ladies in town chanting NO MEN!!! excitedly............(then again, the kiss is to get Rid of men, so, she probably would have blown it at the ladies only if they were actively trying to attack/stop them, so...I MEAN. THE DRESSING LIKE DANNY BIT WAS SO EXTRA)

-I feel like an all female cast ep couldve been way way way way cooler than that was. like. why was it still somehow all about Men. ...anyway. (where was valerie...)

-next ep opens with the observants, and, way way more of them than I expected...existed? I mean I guess them being a council/jury of some kind is what I expected from their first appearance (bc at that time they were basically TELLING clockwork to kill danny, not asking,, so I figured they had SOME kind of authority) but. there were so many. anyway, here goes vlad! letting his own hubris go brrrr. releasing a weather ghost for political gain! #justvladthings

-okay say what you will about him (he IS an asshole) but having an umbrella with his own face on it and more prepared to share is SUPER FUNNY. and him being fanned by huge wads of money by his bodyguards. SO ineffective but so Dramatic. He UNDERSTANDS that if youre rich you need to be. you know. obnoxious and kinda eccentric about it! fuckign hate when rich people are boring about it. I would trust vlad with nothing except to not be a boring rich asshole who wears...fucking khaki or some shit. man knows his Presentation Skills. and that 'V' chair in his mayoral office. is that fucking embroidered?

-maddie get your MAN PLEEEEASSSE. IM SO EMBARRASSED FOR HER. the way jack stays simping for this man. in FRONT OF HIS WIFE!!!! ...my god its like a love triangle. jack clearly loves vlad, who loves maddie, who loves jack. jack fenton is at the very least bi, right................. this is an OBSESSION . 'THE V MAN COMETH'???? i...my god. (also, on a serious note, to have a friend THIS SUPPORTIVE...and still be SUCH A DICK TO HIM (TRYING TO KILL HIM AND STEAL HIS WIFE??) NOT COOL VLAD. JACK IS YOUR 1 AND /ONLY/ HYPE MAN. if someone loved and supported me THIS HARD...LIKE. CMON DUDE.

-STOMP the fucking GAS, JACK

-this would make a great shirt design, looks like a metal band design! we love The Maelstrom

-oh, so vlad did in fact get a mansion in amity park. and its purple! good color choice! not as flashy as a CASTLE or MURDER CABIN, but still pretty eccentric, which I appreciate.

-...vlad knows the difference between picasso and da vinci? in the ep last post where we were watching him fail at conquering every historical time ever he didnt seem to know history well enough to like. be effective...was vlad taking art history at college?? (was he an art MAJOR??? we never DID KNOW WHAT HE WENT TO SCHOOL FOR. I kinda assumed business because in the masters of time ep he was still rich without ghost powers so he had to have..known something about business or something, right...but also, art and or theater FITS HIS PERSONALITY. possibly also something science-y, I guess, but I always felt like he got roped into that, esp how pessimistic he was about the ghost portal in the flashbacks to college, like, i felt like he was just there for maddie and was uninterested/un-invested at the time...)

-THIS GHOST JUST ELECTROCUTED MADDIE (THE CAT) BITCH!! THATS MY FAVORITE MADDIE!!! vlad going after vortex and being ~shocked~ .....WHEN. WHEN WILL YOU LEARN. THAT YOUR ACTIONS. HAVE CONSEQUENCES!!!

-the way this random man with a camera sees the mayor laying in an alley covered in TRASH AND DECIDES TO TAKE A PICTURE HAHAH

*snap* this ones going in my cringe compilation!

-vlad 'if we're going to defeat vortex, we're going to have to do it together!' *immediately dips after dropping danny off in front of vortex* JKASDFHKJHJKN

-DANNY CAN DUPLICATE!!! ...he couldnt even attack with it, but he DID IT!!! INTO (4) OF HIMSELF!!! SO PROUD!!!!!!!!!!

-'THE ROLLER COASTER EMOTIONS OF A TEENAGER THREATEN MY PLANS!' ...0 self awareness of his own dramatic moodiness. incredible, how dumb this man is. its very close to circling around to endearing, if he was less of an asshole. at least its very very funny to see danny shooting him with tiny lightning bolts anytime he's even slightly irritated! vlad you should be nice to danny anyway. this is what you GET

-...making sandwiches and ice cream and playing video games with your nephew is a totally normal thing. WHY is vlad acting like this is the end of the world. if you were a GOOD UNCLE YOU WOULD ALREADY BE DOING THESE THINGS!!! bitch I make my nephew food all the time and dont forget what he does and doesnt like. if u didnt know danny didnt want tomatoes, thats on u. if u, a grown adult, are gonna piss of the 14 yr old by not letting him win, u deserve to have to pay for the arcade machines he ruins because he now has uncontrollable storm powers because YOU THREW HIM INTO A FIGHT WITH THE STORM GHOST. fuck u vlad. paypal me $400,000 while ur at it tho. (also, gamer vlad confirmed)

-VLAD CAN COOK THOUGH???! I assumed he had...people working for him that did that. I mean. billionaires usually dont do that. then again, we've only seen those vultures working for him (and I guess the dairy king was AT his old mansion, but it was never really clarified if he worked there...I think he probably just Hung Out and they Enjoyed Cheeses Together. thats what I think, I dont think a KING would be working for anyone and also the dairy king was nice <3) but then again he would be a private person and we cant have anyone accidentally finding Ghostly Things, so...still, that's hilarious. pour one out for that really cute banana split that got ruined 2 seconds later

-vlad just fucking picking danny up and THROWING HIM AT VORTEX TWICE WITHIN LIKE A MINUTE. JUST ABSOLUTELY LAUNCHING HIM. BITCH THATS MY SON BE CAREFUL!!! HES GOT ORGANS AND THINGS!!!!

-danny seeing those animal commercials and feeling sad is the biggest 2000s throwback so far. i legitimately had to change the channel or walk out of the room when those came on bc id CRY AND BE SAD ABOUT THEM FOR DAYS AFTER. fuck those commercials and fuck that IN THE ARMMMS OF AN ANGELLLL song 😭

-'vlads ego almost got the town destroyed!' yes danny thats the entire episode. the entire series anytime vlad shows up honestly. this episode was just him being really embarrassing the entire time, and, me laughing about it. 10/10 would laugh at him again

-NEXT EP WE HAVE A SHAPESHIFTING GHOST?? I've said it before but shapeshifting is the power I would want when asked those 'what superpower do you want' questions...its the Best power! this guy looks like a homestuck character. ive never read homestuck but thats the vibe

-I love every time we see tuckers family, they are by far the most functional family. and dash has a lil chihuahua!!! named pookie!!! i am crying (I've had 3 chihuahuas, so I am very biased, but...) AND HE WATCHES THE ROMANCE CHANNEL WITH POOKIE. POOKIE I WILL DIE FOR YOU YOU SWEET LITTLE BABY.

-danny can lift a bus! I shouldn't be surprised, but i am proud of my son. hes got lil kid fans. i am going to cry about this

-JAZZ KEEPS A SCRAPBOOK WITH DANNY'S LIL HEROICS AND NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGS!!! we've actually seen it on her floor before, but I didnt realize it was a scrapbook!! thats sooo cute.

-...and danny has to stand there listening to his parents saying danny phantom sucks and is a 'filthy ghost' and calling him egotistical...i am once again stealing their kids!

-THIS GHOST RIPPING JAZZ'S SCRAPBOOK!!! ILL KILL YOU. SHE WORKED HARD ON THAT!!! BITCH

-yes, maddie, the one with red eyes is For Sure Actually Your Son. ignore the, red eyes... (CLEARLY she hasnt watched the other 2 eps where danny has been evil, she doesnt know red eyes= evil!!!)

-'billy fenton'.......................

-danny being stuck as phantom in his own house, no way out is a fucking NIGHTMARE. his parents pointing giant weapons against him and SHOOTING AT HIM. THIS IS A HORROR MOVIE.

-NINE INCH NAILS POSTER.

-this is the most screenshot of all time

-amorpho turning into mr. lancer because hes 'someone no one will want to be around' BUT HES WRONG, I WOULD BEFRIEND AND HANG OUT WITH MR LANCER SO FAST.

-tucker dressing as danny, now I have the full Tucker set of him being sam and also being danny. also saying 'the ghost...uh...RIPPED MY FACE OFF.' and then running. SMOOTH. NOT AT ALL CONCERNING TO ANY PARENTS.

-sam accepts the toast from jack. and then 2 seconds later is like 'why am i eating this.' THIS SHOWS HUMOR IS SO UNEXPECTED SOMETIMES ITS REALLY GOOD. and then the scene after, mr lancer running into his ghost doppelganger and being like 'YOURE GORGOUS' THEN FAINTING. I AM CRYING. AND DASH FAINTING TOO.

-sam disguising herself as danny again to help tucker run from the fentons. but leaving him shirtless in the streets. incredible. 'plEASE DOnt NOTice MY FACELessNESS I MUST LIVE IN EXILE' this episode is destroying me the humor in this show is exactly my brand of corny and cheesy

-the impromtu story made up by danny and amorpho to explain stuff to the fentons. my god they are both such bad liars. but amorpho is a good egg. wish danny wouldnt have said he didnt wanna see him in town again!! I want him to be reoccurring. not that thats gonna matter since I'm almost done with the series, but the idea of this being the Only Time We See him is :(

-NEXT EP SAYS STARRING MARK HAMILL??????!!! hello ! mr . joker....mr. star wars.... I feel like I should be. idk. taking off a hat im not wearing in respect. I shouldnt be surprised tho bc hes in a lot of cartoons as a very good voice actor, and dp has already had a lot of talented ones so I've been looking out for ones I might know, but....mr. hamill....

-sam has her own greenhouse, names all the plants, and says thank you to them (in the languages from where the plants are from) whenever she harvests from them. thats SO cute. and her lil gothy lunch box...

-and danny's lil red fuzzy lined jacket!!! ive said it before but every time the characters get alt outfits im like :D

-danny has ice powers now!!! THATS WHAT FROSTBITE MEANT. HE KNEW SOMEHOW WAY BACK THEN

-THIS SHOW NEVER LETS YOU FORGET VLAD IS A BILLIONAIRE, HUH.

-danny's lil 'holy hibiscus!' first off the 50s batman swearing is hilarious. 2nd. my username is from the flower sanchoyo hibiscus, so, shoutout to ME this ep. hi :)

-EURGH UNDERGROWTH MAKING EVERYONE PLANT ZOMBIES. HIVEMIND PLOTS SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF ME. and this dude made the city SO overtaken so quickly like how long was danny asleep?? oh god

-evil fucked up sam! now the whole trio has gone evil at some point! the voice actress did a really, really good job with making her sound like a zombie...

-frostbite's paws are so so so big compared to danny. oh my god. i want to hug the snow dog...

-the far frozen has an advanced medical stuff!!! very cool. very smart snow dogs

-im so glad danny has a friendly ghost snow dad to explain this new power and teach him!!! this is so sweet. DANNY'S GHOST SENSE WAS A PART OF HIS ICE POWER?? OOOH. COOL. we love a training montage!!!

-danny saying if he cant defeat overgrowth, that he'd want to stay with frostbite...oh my god...do you think this is the first real supportive adult figure in his life (I am NOT counting his parents because they threaten him on the daily even if they dont realize it.) I mean mr lancer is a Teacher, but he was also nice but this is different, but this is a GHOST WHO IS WILLING TO HELP HIM with his powers and also will help him when hes injured and is so so nice and comparatively so much more mature than 90% of the adults in this show!!!! god. dad frostbite is my everything.

-the framing and lighting this episode, and all the angles...they went all OUT and it looks really really good. this is my nightmare scenario, tho. like, FUCK zombies and dead city zones and hivemind shit. and using the humans as 'nutrients for the children' i am going to THROW UP.

-MALEFICENT VIBES WITH THE HORNS AND GREEN EYES! this costume kicks so much ass. sam is now mark hamills daughter, I guess.

-danny's ice powers making his eyes blue!!! thats neat. and him going for the roots underground was SO SMART. i will not stand for danny ever thinking hes stupid, hes SO smart.

almost done with the show... :"( thats a sad thought!!!

[bluecoffeemugs]

Hey guys... so i just re-wrote the very first chapter to my fic. 

I did it bc of many factors, but mainly it was bc I didn’t like it anymore and I noticed how much my writing had improved. It just didn’t seem fair that the ending was much better written than the beginning, bc i feel like no one would get past the first chapters bc of my writing. I mean yeah, it has much more attention that i could hope for, but i’m pretty self-critical about my work, so i just had to re-write it.  

Anyway, I’ll just post the chapter here because I want you to give it another chance, maybe it spikes your interest now. I’m putting a whole lot of effort in the ending, it’s got just a couple of chapters left, so it will be a finished fic soon. 

Here it is: 

(bill cipher x dipper pines. pirate au. pirate!bill. siren!dipper.)

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The gigantic ship swayed calmly over the ocean. The night was clear, the fresh salty scent of the sea lingered on the deck of the Golden Giant. The only sound besides the water below the ship, crashing small waves on the wooden walls of the ship, was the croaking sound of the captain's footsteps on the wood.

The crew had already released the plank, readying the ship for what they had been planning to do for months. And so, they stood, expectant and eager for what was to come, waiting for orders on deck.

The blond captain walked out of his cabin with a grin on his face. See, their crew had been waiting to catch this creature for months, but he had been waiting years. Oh, captain Bill Cipher knows about sirens. He knows how those beasts slaughter his kind. But he is not afraid of them, not a single ounce! The pirate also know how difficult it can be to catch one, he has heard countless stories and legends, none of them have succeeded. However, there has never been a legendary pirate that has tried to capture a siren.

Indeed. Bill Cipher is a legend. He has been living in the sea for as long as he can remember, and it has slowly become his life as a whole. Since he was a little boy, he was not only charming and ambitious but also highly curious. The supernatural and mystic myths spiked his interest from a very early age, so his drive for adventure and the unknown has never ceased.

Bill Cipher had always been so invested on mysteries, that he became a mystery himself.

The captain seeks creatures — all around the seven seas, and of any kind or species — studies them, and then sells them. The highest bidding of gold takes the price! Cipher doesn't need the creature anymore, what else could he do with them? Set them free? Now that would be insane. Setting them free means letting them go for free. If they won't pay, Cipher won't deliver. Besides, it's none of the blond's concern what the bidders do with the creatures after they buy them. Will they study them as he does? Will they slaughter them? Will they cook them, even if they're still alive, just to know what they taste like and brag about eating a mythic creature? Meh, Cipher doesn't care. He never has.

The blond went down the stairs and on to the deck to meet his crew. Such familiar faces that have grown into a family. See, Bill Cipher didn't always have his own ship and crew. Of course, he did acquire his ship — through a most epic fight he will never forget — when he was eleven years old, but still, not belonging to a family for his entire childhood until he was almost a teenager was not easy.

Belonging. Ha! Bill Cipher knows he doesn't belong. He actually takes pride in it! Because you know what? He figured that belonging to made you somebody else's possession, so he swore to himself he would be the only one who ever got to own himself and/or others.

Nonetheless, his current crew is better than what he could ask for. They are invested in the supernatural almost as much as he is, all of them have unique abilities that benefit him either on battle, on investigation, navigation, or plans, and most importantly, they are loyal. That's the quality Cipher values the most.

The captain was finally greeted by his crew. They were standing in line, looking at their pirate in anticipation, eager. All of them were loaded with their weapons of choice, let it be guns, knives, swords, or even knuckles.

The crew cheered at their captain, smiling widely at him. As the moonlight and oil lanterns were the only light that lit their faces, the shadows looked menacing and eerie.

The blonde returned the sly grin and humorously vowed to his crew's cheers. He was wearing a tail-coat made of leathery-fabric, a white button-down shirt that wasn't all that white anymore, black pants, and a slightly loose golden and weaponized belt around the hips. He was carrying his favorite gun and sword, plus other minor weapons that he hid not only around his belt but also around his whole body. And of course, he wore leather boots that reached almost up to his knees and his fancy black pirate hat, which had a single golden feather and some jewels adorning it.

"Tonight's the night, fellas," he spoke, his crew finally shutting up. "As we speak, fierce beasts are swimming below us, ready to devour another pack of men. Creatures that have forever lured uncountable men to their deaths by using their celestial voices and bodies."

His crew nodded. They knew all of this already, but something about hearing it right was those beasts live made it a whole lot more difficult to bear. Now they weren't only listening to a story, they were about to experience one. And maybe, they wouldn't even get to live to tell it.

"We will be the first known pirates to ever defeat them; conquer them!" The captain continued to speak. The crew's nerves turning into excitement, "Tonight, we catch a siren!"

Everyone cheered and punched their fists in the air. Noise returning to its natural state.

“Kitty,” Cipher continued, nodding to the toughest-looking man on the crew, “you will be in charge of the ship while I go on the rowboat.”

The man nodded in return, so the captain kept speaking, “Bigfoot, Cain, Red, Onyx, and Tiny, you will be staying here too.”

The biggest man in the crew, a man with a scar across his face, a red-haired young adult male, a woman with almost charcoal-black skin, and a small boy nodded in response. 

“Guard my baby while I'm out," Cipher joked and winked. They all knew how much he loved his ship. “And that leaves Hellhound, Dawn, Dagger, and Cheat with me."

A muscular young man, a tough but very beautiful looking woman, another woman highly equipped with at least half a dozen daggers and swords, and a teenage boy agreed.

“Get settled, then.”

And with that, they all retreated to stuff their ears with cloth or wax to muffle de sound of the sirens' voices. They had been preparing for this, they knew exactly what to do. They also knew perfectly well to stand their ground, no matter how tempting a siren could look. And most importantly, they knew that their goal was to catch a siren, not kill one. If for some reason they started to get aggressive, which they figured would be bound to happen, they would result in violence.

A few minutes later, the rowboat with Cipher's chosen crew was lowered down to the ocean. They paddled slightly further away from the ship, and then stopped when they started to notice the shadows under them. They were currently surrounded by huge boulders, covered in algae and coral, where they also spotted movement. A wave of adrenaline washed over everyone's veins, making the captain smile even more widely.

Cipher's team had their ears shut by different types of material, except for the captain himself. He was wearing an enchanted necklace of black pearls, which made him completely immune to the sirens' singing.

Soon enough, a ginger-haired siren came out of the water, and the pirates were immediately amazed by her beauty. However, none of them moved, as they waited for their captain's orders.

The siren swam closer to the boat, her eyes fixed on Cheat, the youngest one on the boat. The ginger held a powerful gaze, making the boy shiver, which was either because of her captivating beauty or because he realized he had been chosen as her meal.

The captain shot Cheat a confident look, making the teenager feel just a tiny bit better.

When the siren was practically touching the ship, another one came up to them. This one had curly, black hair and was staring straight at Dagger. Then a few seconds later, another creature appeared, she had darker skin and powerful blue eyes, swimming closer to Hellhound. The captain felt slightly overwhelmed by the sudden arrivals, but he never lost his calm.

Suddenly they realized that the ginger siren had gotten so close to the boat, she could easily snatch Cheat and drown him. Then, she saw the spears and fishnets, freezing on the spot.

"They're hunters!" She yelled, making all of the other sirens gasp and submerge back underwater. Cipher thought they were going to attack, but apparently, this pack of sirens had had other experiences with pirates and did not wish to repeat them.

Sure enough, however, the ginger siren was not going to leave her favorite meal alive, so she launched, grabbing Cheat with her sharp nails, and pulling him underwater with her. Hellhound threw himself forward and grabbed onto Cheat's legs.

The siren's strength was immense, causing Hellhound to begin to sink. Dawn and Dagger grabbed his torso and began to pull him to the boat. At this point, Cheat was completely submerged. In the meantime, Cipher loaded a crossbow and aimed to the spot where the siren was holding Cheat.

"No!" Dawn exclaimed although she could barely hear her own words because of the wax in her ears, "You might shoot Cheat!"

"Don't worry, sweetie" Cipher said calmly, fully aware that Dawn knew him enough to be able to read his lips perfectly, then shot the arrow. The movement below the water stopped. Hellhound pulled Cheat back to the surface. The boy was unconscious. Dawn began trying to remove the water from the teen's lungs.

Cheat suddenly coughed a great amount of water and took in shaky breaths, shivering. Dawn just looked at the captain and slowly shook her head.

"I never miss," Cipher said, obvious pride in his voice, Dawn could see it by the look of his face. She turned away.

The blond nodded at the coughing boy, and the teen managed a smile. Then the captain took off his coat and handed it to him, as the boy obviously needed it more than him at the moment. Cheat muttered a thank you. 

Cipher sat down with a sigh and looked around. He signaled his crew to hide the weapons and the fishnets, he should've known better. He might have blown their chance for the night, maybe their only chance! How could he have not foreseen that?

Time passed, and as he feared, no one else showed up. The pirates waited in silence. Cheat was almost completely dry now.

The captain fixed his eyes on the boulder closest to them, lost in thought, when he spotted another pair of eyes staring back. Immediately after those eyes noticed the pirate was looking at them, they hid behind the huge rock. Cipher stood up with a jolt, making the others around him jump in surprise. Then, nodded towards the rock and signaled his crew to remain silent.

"Hello?" Cipher said loudly, with the kindest voice he could manage, "We don't want to hurt you."

After waiting a few minutes for a sign of life, and not seeing the eyes again, he sat back down and sighed. He looked at the boat's wooden floor, sighing in defeat. Maybe he had imagined it.

Then, his crew gasped.

Cipher looked up and saw the siren far away, right beside the boulder. The light from their boat did not reach that far, so he could only see a dark figure the clear brown eyes looking back at him.

The captain stood up again, this time more slowly. He smiled gently at the creature, and spoke, just loud enough for the siren to hear, "We're just curious about your species, we don't mean any harm."

"I saw you shoot one of us," the siren said, still in the dark. His voice cracked but tried to remain steady. This only intrigued Cipher even more, because he had found himself a male siren. 

The crew looked at each other with wide eyes, they didn't understand what the captain and the siren were saying, but they sure as hell knew they were having a conversation.

Cipher remained calm, answering to the siren, "She was trying to drown one of us."

"You're hunters," the siren said gravely, much more as a statement than a question.

"We're pirates," the blond responded, as if it were pretty obvious, "we have weapons to defend ourselves, it's in our nature. Just as much as it is in your nature to lure us to death. Fair game, don't you think?"

The siren thought in silence, analyzing the words. But Cipher was not about to wait anymore, so he offered, "If you don't harm us, we don't harm you. Deal?"

Something about the way the pirate spoke made the siren want to trust him. Even if he knew the stories of pirates, how reckless and dangerous they were"¦ curiosity had always won him over. And something in his gut made him think that this pirate was not lying.

The words lingered. Cipher was afraid the siren might be smarter than him and swim away for good. But he was proven wrong when the siren slowly came into view, swimming closer to the boat.

When the siren was just a few feet away from the rowboat, the lantern's light finally glowed on his skin. Instantly, the pirates were captivated by his beauty. They had never seen a merman, much less a male siren. 

"You can come closer," the captain said, leaning closer to the water, "See? I have nothing on my hands," he said as he lifted his hands up innocently.

The siren moved closer, feeling just slightly safer and a whole lot more curious. He was intrigued by the sailors, he had never seen so many up close, and they were all staring back at him. The feeling was overwhelming.

Cipher smiled at the siren, then turned to Hellhound and winked, which roughly meant wait for my signal.

The siren's light blue tail was almost touching the rowboat's wood from below. He looked about Cheat's age.

The blond placed both of his hands behind his back. The siren and he just stared at each other in awe, each of them amazed by the other. Cipher noticed there were splashes of tiny blue scales on his shoulders, he had chocolate brown hair, and the most entrancing deep brown eyes the captain had ever seen. His gaze was purely innocent and curious.

"You're magnificent," the captain whispered to the siren, completely lost in the siren's eyes, almost forgetting what he was there for. Almost. Behind his back, he closed his hand into a fist. And so, the crew launched the fishnet at the siren and fastened it as fat and swiftly as possible, apprehending the siren.

The brunet screamed an unholy scream, Cipher was suddenly jealous of his crewmates with wax on their ears. The siren tried to escape the nets, almost knocking the boat over, but the crew acted faster. They lifted him, and with a loud thump, the siren was on the boat.

The captain had a large grin on his face and got closer to the siren. The siren had never felt so much fright in his entire life. He felt as if his heart had run up to his throat and was about to be regurgitated. He was about to scream louder, and try to knock the boat over once again, but with one swift move, one of the men that was holding him down injected a syringe into his skin. The last thing he saw was the grin on the blond pirate that had just betrayed him, until all faded to black.

[popculturebuffet]

Paul Dini’s Jingle Belle: The Mighty Elves (Comissoned by WeirdKev27)

Well well boys, we’re back to Jingle Belle with another kevmission, though per his request i’ll be getting back to Life and Times Of Scrooge McDuck at long last. I also have some other stuff planned and all that, but for now, let’s focus on everyones faviorite elfen hellion as we dive back into Paul Dini’s Jingle Belle. 

I covered most of the behind the scene’s stuff last time so in short in case your just joining us, since this one’s got a bit more stuff to tag: Jingle Belle is an indie comic book character created by animation god Paul Dini, the daughter of Santa Claus and the Queen of Elves who acts like a standard rebellious teenager sterotype and causes trouble for her dad.  Last time I touched on the character a good two days ago, we looked at her first appearance, where she sent her family to Family Therapy. At the time I’d ONLY read that story, and hadn’t gotten that far into Jing’s world just yet. As you probably guessed despite plugging a decent amount of time into re-reading the rest of Scott Pilgrim (shout out to my good friend Mike for the early christmas present), on digital and in color and into the Switch port of the first Fire Emblem, I still got 2/3 of the way through the omnibus Kev gifted me of almost all her stories up to 2018′s The Handmade’s Tale.  Honestly not a lot has changed from the pilot.. while Jing’s designs changed a bit, she’s still more of a rebellious hellion, and while Santa’s no longer a slut shaming jackass, he’s still hard on her while her mom tries to keep the peace, The humor’s still edgy, if toned down enough to support returning whenever Dini felt like it but it’s largely the same for better or worse.  Overall the stories haven’t been bad but have been a bit reptitive to read in one giant omnibus. This really is down to the format they were made in: These were one off stories spread months apart meant to be picked up off the shelf with no real ongoing stories or character development and only some slight worldbuilding here and there. In short not bad stuff, just clearly not built to be collected in a huge omnibus like it was and not the first comic collection i’ve encountered with this problem and definitely not the last. 

That being said the stories are creative and still well put together. It is Paul Dini and he has wrote pretty much every story collected here with few exceptions, so it’s still good stuff, just as I said clearly not meant to be read all in one block like i’ve been doing. And today’s story happens to be one of my faviorites so far, breaking the formula up a bit by having Jing do something a bit diffrent and also involving hockey, a sport this story made me realized might actually intrest me on some level.. if in part due to letterkenny. 

God bless those two handsome idiots. So let’s ice up or skates, get those letterkenny refrences at the ready and see what the Mighty Elves have to offer. 

We start at Hockey Practice for Santa’s Hockey Team, The Elves, the kind of sentence that makes me really happy to type for money. Santa’s team is naturally for this kind of story and what the title references, are the last place in the bi-polar hockey league their in.. presumably ran by commissioner bi-polar bear. 

Again, I really love this job and that i’m actually getting paid for this this go round. Anyway, Santa’s team isn’t all that agressive because.. well i’ts a team coached by Santa, why would they be? But Santa’s still proud of his boys... as for his girl on the otherhand he gets a call and we soon find out via mugshots Jing dragged her two friends, up from just one in previous stories, to an air force base, somehow got arrested for hitting on enlisted men, not a crime, and stealing and crashing a helicopter, very much a crime.  Naturally Santa isn’t pleased, so we cut to a few days later where he’s letting her friends off making robo kitties, damn I want one of those now, while leaving Jing to do the packaging, though like most stern but fair dad’s he admits he dosen’t like punishing her and is right in saying there’s more to do with her summer vacation than you know, piss off the military. Santa needs his flight clerance dammit. Jing complains there isn’t much to do but feed the reindeer and make toys to which I say.. really santa? You haven’t set up anything else for your eleves to do? Making toys is their job. Build a fucking movie theater. And at the very least if not for them than for your bored and rebellious daughter to distract her from doing crimes. She’s still likely got a few hundred years of teenagering left, give her something else to do other than piss you off.  Santa does have a least a little something: Hockey! Which Jing’s cousin Rusty has taken up. Rusty showed up in the first story but I kind of glossed over him, he’s basically Jing’s Dorky cousin she frequently abuses. Not really much more or less to him. Jing isn’t on board mostly because their team always looses, to the other teams: The Penguins, the Polar Bears, The Snow Leopards and the Eskimos because they don’t really have killer instinct, which yeah is kind of necessary for hockey. To her..

But during her rant she does show Santa she’s got genuine talent for the sport, so he makes her a deal: Do a little favor for him, and she’ll swap that for making toys.. it’s a deal.. one she soon regrets but hey. 

Jing naturally makes an ass of herself pretty quickly beating the shit out of Rusty with her dad repremanding her and threatning to throw her off the team if she has another outburst like. That is until she runs into the Huskies Coach, Stan. 

I mean i’ts a hairy old man who makes a side bet with Santa Claus despite it technically being against commission rules, might as well be. So Santa tells Jing screw it, as long as it’s the opposing team violence is a-okay.  And naturally our first target is the world famous hockey player, aka snoopy aka a snoopy stand in. And being a big fan of peanuts i’m a sucker for a good peantus parody. Doubly so since Dini did his homework, and as I’d remembered and a quick google confirmed “The World Famous Hockey Player” was indeed one of snoopy’s many personas.

 Not that it was much of a stretch: just about any time snoopy played a sport he was “the world famous X player”, but still it’s a nice little nod. Not so nice is Jing within seconds slamming him into the air and under a Zamboni and getting sent to the box for it naturally. So clearly she’s the shorsey of this team, all chirps and ultra violence. 

Snoopy is thankfully still alive, if barely, though he’s off course been through much worse.

But while in the Box jing helps advise the team and a presumed combination of her beating the shit out of the other team’s best players and her team now not only having something to inspire them but a strategy means the Elves win for once! Santa and Jing share a hug, though Santa advises her not to go for his wallet, it’s still a sweet moment as she’s genuinely invested now.  So we cut to..

Okay Hank Ribbon seal is genuinely one of the best things humanity has made but as for Quiki I just... wow that joke is mildly racist at worst, confusing and unfunny at best. I mean... it really just makes no sense on any level and that’s with me not knowing a lot about hockey, but knowing just enough to know Kathy Lee Gifford existed. Just.. what even was that? I know Paul can do better than this.. because as my first review outlined he wrote a LOTTTT of Tiny Tune Adventures including my favorite episode. He also wrote most of the best Joker episodes for BTAS, so it’s not like the guy CAN’T be funny.. so I have no idea how he could fail so hard with this. Just.. what is this. Who thought this was funny? what was the joke? 

That.. utter bafflement aside, this newscast is used to push things ahead as the elves are on a winning streak, having also beaten the Polar Bears and the Penguins.. though weirdly we DON’T get a cameo by this guy despite having already had Snoopy show up. 

That’s my boy. But yeah there’s only two teams left with this, the Eskimos and tonight’s matchup the Snow Leopards, aka snow catgirls lead by Tashi Ounce, who Jing met at the winter games last year and lost too and thus has a whole rivlary thing going. In a really nice moment Santa stops to make sure Jing is okay going into the game. 

It’s part of why I REALLY like this story: Santa instead of just being disapointed in his daughter genuinely bonds over her over something and Jing shows she has a softer side to her. It’s some good character stuff, helps shake up the normal formula nicely. Back to the usual though she and Tashi naturally go at it, phrasing, and fight the whole damn time, with Belle eventually scoring the winning goal. Though noticably while Tashi is just as competiive as belle and lost this time.. she’s fine with it, knowing she’ll win next time and congradulating the opponent.  But before she can leave the rink, Tashi is approached by a mysterious figure with an offer and we cut to said figure’s lair... it’s THE BLIZZARD WIZARD! dun dun dun!.... yeah I haven’t introduced him the Blizzard Wizard is.. well exactly what he sounds like, as well as the former ruler of the North Pole. He enslaved everyone there to do his bidding and was essentially, a butt till Santa showed up, united all the various animals and kicked his ass. Since then he’s been reduced to basically a rankin bass villian, lurking near bye and scheming to get petty revenge on Santa for it. So essentially....

Minus the tragic backstory. He offers them a deal: The championship cup for him defeating the elves. As he puts it the cup symbolizes hard work, respect and team work.. i.e the things their throwing out to get payback. Tashi wants none of it, but the blizzard wizard has his slush minons capture her and with the rest willing to sell out, he gets to work. 

Bliz snows out the eskimos, and brings up accusations of Santa gambling, which he gets away from by.. having his wife donate the money real quick don’t ask just go. But he has a waiver signed by the other coaches so their playing his goons. But Jing isn’t phased and Santa asks her to give the lockeroom some inspiring words. 

10/10 no notes. But naturally Bliz has a sneaky trick up his sleeves.. to win.. specifically a hot french canadian player which.. makes jing fall to pieces flirting with him and makes her entirely ineffective. Okay time out.... huh so this is the timeless void known only to zack morris, that girl from the reboot I haven’t watched, and Regis Filbin. But yeah while I wouldn’t expect Jing to slaughter the guy it feels out of character for all she’d do is to giggle like an idiot instead of making a move. She’s been established as forward and knowing what she wants. I’m not against her being distracted by this it’s just the how that feels off especially since the opening reinforces this. She hit on air force guys. She’s not going to just be giggly and awkward. Jing may not be the most complex charcter but she’s better than this. Aside from the baffling Kathy Lee Gifford gag, this is the only thing I really don’t like abotu the story, and it lasts two pages before it’s resolved and in a 22 or so page story, that’s a good chunk of it spent on something that isn’t funny and that’s out of character even within story. That being said it dosen’t drag the story down entirely, still a good story. Just a bit uneven is all. 

But unsurprisingly Tashi escapes her earlier imprisonment offscreen to let Jing know not only the full extent of Bliz Whiz’s machenations, i.e. that the other coaches are in on it, but that the hockey player is really just one of Bliz’s minons uner a glamour. WIth that knowledge Jing asks why she’d help and Tashi shows her inner honor beneath the whole rival deal, pointing out she wants to win from a GOOD team next year. With the jig up Jing pulvirzes her former crush, claims to have been under a spell (no one byes it) and the elves clean house and win. Super fuckin shooter. As for Bliz Whiz he tries to steal the trophy but instead gets booted into the snow leopards box, phrasing... it doesn’t end well for him. 

And yeah while he comes back eventually, some how, apparently, for most of the stories after this he’s just.. dead. He was killed and then his remains eaten. MERRY CHRISTMAS!

But Jing admits she had fun, she and her dad bond and we get one last gag as he assumes she learned not to showboat only for her to block everyone else in the team photo. Falalallal we’re out. 

Final Thoughts: As I said, one of my faviorites. It’s really well paced, has a good premise and only one part drags at all and only that part and one gag really don’t land. The rest of it is really funny, nice and touching, and overall a nice shakeup from these stories usual pattern of “Jing getting into hyjinks”. While she DOES here, her and her dad are literally and figuartvely on the same team, and she does show a sweeter side genuinely bonding with her dad and it’s nice to see them actually enjoy each other’s company for once. It’s a nice change of pace and one I wish more of the stories had. I’m not saying they all have to be holly jolly but i’d be nice if more of them had a bit of heart to them is all. Tis the season and all that. Still for what it is, it’s a fun ride and I highly recommend it. We’ll probably see her again sometime this season but that’s a bit off.  For now coming up I have some ducktales to tell, a chapter in a man’s life story that’s long overdue, a holiday mess I wish I didn’t have to clean up, and in the distant future.. an old friend to reconnect with. Until then if you liked this review reblog it, comment etc all that good stuff, and you can send me asks with suggestions fo ra review or direct message me, or ask for my discord, to comission a review yourself. Until then, happy holidays. 

[nicole-lynne]

I’ve Been Looking for Trouble

Hello all! This is my entry for @dreamwritesimagines writer’s block writing challenge. I hope you all like it. Please like, comment, reblog, and follow to your hearts content! 

Pairing: 1940s Bucky x Reader

Prompt: “You know I’m trouble, right?”

You stared up at the ceiling as the morning light filtered through your curtains, the sounds of your mother and sister, Nadine, moving around the kitchen were being drowned out by the comforting noises of Brooklyn. 

You knew it would be polite for you to go out and help them but your soft blankets and pillow seemed like the better option. With the knowledge that your mother would be knocking on your door soon, you snuggled deeper into your quilt and tried to cling onto the dream you’d been having about an overseas adventure. 

In the dream, you had been traveling all over the world as a totally different person. It was a dream that reflected everything you wanted your real life to be but everything it wasn’t. Instead, your family wanted you to live like a perfect little girl who never made a sound or any trouble. To be exactly like your faultless sister. It just was never something you were very good at.  

There was a delicate knock on the door and your sister’s head popped in the door. Of course, her hair was already pinned up with no strand out of place and her makeup was flawless. 

“It’s time to get up, Kitty.” 

You rolled your eyes exaggeratedly before throwing the quilt over your face. You hated when she called you that. It had originally started as ‘kiddie’ when you were little because you were her kid sister and it had slowly morphed into kitty over the years. 

“Don’t be a brat, I’m not gonna wait around for you all morning. I have errands I need to run and mom said you need to go with me.” Nadine scowled at the lump you had formed. “And please, for heaven’s sake, make yourself presentable today. I couldn’t bear it if I saw someone I knew and you embarrassed me.” 

“I’m getting up, jeez.” You kicked the covers off you. “You’re such a snob, Na. No one cares what I look like when I’m standing next to you.” 

“Everyone cares about what you look like. I’m tired of having to treat you like a child.”

“Well why don’t you stop then? I’m twenty years old and I don’t need a little priss like you bossing me around.” 

Nadine stomped across the floor to your wardrobe and flung the door open. “Maybe you should start thanking me for helping you live up to your full potential. For trying to keep you from causing trouble like certain other girls.” 

You huffed out in annoyance and stared down at your feet. You knew she was talking about your friend Maria. Maria was constantly going out with guys, smoking cigarettes, and had skipped more school than you could even begin to count over the years. Your family hated that you were friends and Nadine was always quick to speak down to her. 

Nadine hurled a red floral dress at your head and started to leave. “Wear the nude heels. I’m leaving in thirty minutes, so you better be ready.” She said tersely and slammed the bedroom door. 

You clenched your fists with defeat, the dress wrinkling in your hands. You looked down at the wrinkles smuggly. At least something was on your side. 

~~~

Two hours later you were trailing behind Nadine like a sad puppy through the market, and somehow you had been delegated the task to hold all the bags. 

“Nadine, are we almost done?” You gripped. 

“No, now hush. I still want to stroll through Batterman and I don’t want to hear any complaining. It’s unbecoming of a woman your age.” 

You grumbled quietly behind the mound of packages but followed her anyways to the department store. You could hear kids playing baseball around the corner and you were itching to go join in, but you knew Nadine would simply scoff at the idea. 

You watched your sister head toward the doors and you hesitated. Nadine glimpsed back at you and faltered when she saw you weren’t following. 

“Kitty, what are you doing? Let’s get a move on.” She snapped her fingers at her side. 

“Nads, I’m not feeling too well. I think I’m going to stay out here and get some fresh air.” You squished your face trying to look queasy. 

Nadine looked at you reluctantly, “are you sure? You didn’t seem to feel bad a minute ago.” 

“It just hit me. I think I was just in that tiny market for too long.” 

“Well... Do you want me to wait with you?” Nadine face showed more annoyance than concern. 

“No, no, no, I’ll be fine by myself. You just go in and I’ll be right here waiting for you.” You faked a pathetic smile and waved her on. 

The moment the door closed, you dropped the bags onto the ground and shook out your arms trying to gain some feeling back. You slumped against the side of the building, appreciating the moment you got to people watch. 

The sun was high in the sky and kissing your skin like it was greeting you. There were women hanging out the windows doing laundry and men puttering around their trucks while children were running up and down the streets. The scent of bread was wafting out from the bakery and your mouth watered with desire. 

A giant crash broke your train of thought and you whipped around in the direction it came from. Guys were yelling and there were a few more crashes before you heard footsteps coming straight for you.

You took a step back just as a guy flew around the corner. You gasped, startled, as he slammed his back against the wall and tried to catch his breath. You could help but note how handsome he looked in a form-fitting uniform. He still hadn’t noticed you but you were looking at him with amusement. 

Finally he turned and his eyes landed on you and you quivered slightly at the sight of the most clear blue eyes you’d ever seen. He licked his bottom lip and started to smirk at you when the sound of more footsteps interrupted his thoughts and your gaze flickered to the corner of the building.

In one stride, the man was in front of you and you squeaked in surprise.

“Kiss me.” He said with a sense of urgency.

“Wh-what?” You stammered like a ninny. 

“I said kiss me. Quick.” 

You didn’t let yourself hesitate before nodding in response. The man wrapped his arms around your waist and tipped you backwards in one swift motion. You squealed as you gripped his biceps tight, praying that he wouldn’t drop you. 

Instantly, his lips pressed against yours and your breath hitched at the goosebumps raising along your skin. He tasted of peppermint and it rested on your lips deliciously. You let your eyes drop as his arms tightened around you to hold you closer, completely ignoring the footsteps that were getting closer and then fading into the distance. 

Before you could truly fall deeper into the kiss, it was over and he was setting you back upright. Shaking your head, you had to force yourself not to pout. 

“Wow... that was...wow.” he breathed out, the smell of peppermint filling your nose again. 

“Yeah it was pretty wow...” You bit your bottom lip bashfully.

His pupils dilated at the sight of you biting your lip and heat washed over your body. You were praying to every god in the world that Nadine did not walk out and see this. You wanted to keep this moment to yourself. This moment of being pressed against a handsome man in a soldier’s uniform after a perfect kiss.  

Sooner than you would like, he had dropped his hands off you to give you a little space. 

“Where are my manners, I’m James Buchanan Barnes, but everyone calls me Bucky.” His eyes were sparkling as he watched you. 

“Bucky...” You let the name sit on your tongue, loving the way it felt. His heart sped up at the thought of his name coming off your lips again. “My name is Y/N.” 

You smiled up at him delighted, “so are you gonna tell me what that was all about, Bucky?” 

His jaw gaped open like he suddenly remembered the commotion that had caused this all in the first place, “oh right, well my friend Steve had a little run in with a couple a’ meatballs and I had to show em what’s what. But they felt the need to return the favor...and now here we are. I’m sure lucky that a beautiful bird like yourself was here to help me out.” 

“That’s awfully brave of you to stick up for your friend.” You batted your eyelashes softly, “and you’re very kind for the sweet words.” 

“What can I say, ma’am, it’s all in the name of duty.” He teased back with a flirty smirk. 

“Well where are you headed to now?” 

“I probably ought to try and find Steve. He booked it in another direction and I better make sure he isn’t getting thrown in the trash or something.” He laughed at the thought and you automatically smiled. That was a laugh you wanted to hear again and again. 

You shifted your weight back and forth trying to decide if you should ask what you wanted or be the good little girl that Nadine was expecting you to be. But the thought made you shudder and you thought, ‘screw it’. 

“Can I come with you?” Bucky’s eyebrow shot into the air and he looked at you impressed. 

“You do know I’m trouble, right?” He asked cheekily. 

You opened your mouth to respond when a group of guys down the street started yelling at you two. They were big and all wore furious expressions on their face. Beside you, Bucky gulped loudly. 

Deciding not to let the moment pass you by, you slipped your hand in his and started dragging him down the street, leaving your bags abandoned. 

“Bucky, I think you’re exactly what I’ve been looking for!” You squealed excitedly and he squeezed your hand sweetly. You couldn’t help but start laughing as you both raced down the street hand-in-hand, hopefully toward your next adventure.

[yfere]

Shipping Calculus! Live Updates from C2E58

In which we learn that shopping episodes are not necessarily shipping episodes. A lean week, but one that allows time for feelings to percolate, perhaps? Masterpost here

+1000 to Yasha/Caffeine as Caduceus’ experiments with brews finally pay off and pull Yasha from her somnambulatory state and into alertness. She is so impressed by the power of his tea that she goes looking for tea leaves in all of the shops. We don’t want to lose her again to a sleep attack, after all.

-2 to Fjord/Caleb. Positives: Caleb defending Fjord from his murder cat, pointing out the “very special manacles” in his bag and that alone when Fjord asks him about items—manacles which, might I add, Fjord has been avidly collecting throughout the campaign—and which effectively shuts down Fjord asking Caleb anything else for the next forever. Asking Fjord to please do the introductions to the miners, supportive intimidating pissing. Negatives: Fjord all “lawl what if we just left Caleb to wander the city alone wouldn’t that be funny” no you absolute asshole.

+1 to Jester/Caleb with a +1 carryover wink from the day previous. A perfect balance of point gains and losses from this point on, with Caleb immediately giving Jester a truly obscene amount of money for diamonds (but it’s for the group, he says, preventing point gains), losing points by giving away all of Jester’s precious pets to keep Yeza happy, but making up for it by gracing her with a purring Frumpkin to adore in their absence, and accidentally mumbling something that sounded a little like “yeah” when Jester asked to keep Frumpkin forever. Jester must know the cat comes with the wizard, though—if she’s going to keep Frumpkin, Caleb will have to be part of that package.

+12 to Jester/Fjord which may have been more, were it not for Jester merely earning what we in the lab call A Point For Trying as she put her foot in her mouth not once, not twice, but somewhere around fifteen different times during the truly horrific conversation at the blacksmith’s, funneling all the rest of her points from the first half of the episode into +20 to Jester/Fjoot in Mouth. However, the pair make up some excellent ground with jellyfish references, switcheroos in riding placement on Yarnball, picking the same infiltration team, much mention of Fjord’s handsomeness and smartness, and “Captain” and “Lieutenant” roleplay which makes Jester the most highly ranked so far of Fjord’s beloved “you work for me” roleplays (it always starts out high…) Nearly earned points with Jester interrogating Yarnball on her tracking ability in response to Fjord’s question, but she was cockblocked by Caduceus Clay and his ability to actually speak with animals, earning the firbolg fond looks from Fjord and +10 to Caduceus/Cat Shaped Creatures

+8 to Caduceus/Fjord. The current theory circulating in the lab is that Caduceus Clay and Jester Lavorre share similar taste in near everything—jewels, armor, tattoos, dresses, and, tragically, men. Which means they must vie for the same romantic interests for perpetuity. Here we have a Caduceus who manages not to put his foot in his mouth (Jester looks to him for help! A bad sign for her), who very effectively talks up how Fjord saved his life on multiple occasions, and marvels at the “layers” he’s discovering Fjord has. Like an onion. Cooking with onions is great, onions are delicious. Therefore Fjord is…..? Anyway, Caduceus also very keenly and insistently “Captain”ing at the man throughout the episode, happily deferring as he makes excellent suggestions on how to proceed with the Giant-Killing-Job, and effusively complimenting Fjord alongside Jester on his intimidation prowess. But no amount of subtlety or cockblocking is going to keep up with the Sheer Baldfaced Panache of Jester’s flirting style—at least not for the moment. Fjord, for his part, contributing a point by steering Caduceus away from random pottery shops and towards a blacksmith like the exasperated husband he is.

+6 to Caduceus/Caleb as Mr. Impatient Wizard Man smears his beard with magic bean paste while Caduceus frantically looks through his bag for something resembling lather. “Never mind, that’s beautiful,” Caduceus says, seeing this. Caduceus wanting to know if he thinks Caleb actually needs a shave, because like the rest of us he is probably attached to a certain level of Caleb Scruff. Keeping a Cure Wounds at the ready for when Yasha inevitably stabs Caleb in the face, but Bleeding Impatient Wizard Man slips away from him before he can use it! Caduceus’ inordinate faith in how of course Intelligent Wizard Man Caleb knows absolutely everything about this magic darkness, and Caleb as always having to poke holes in others’ excessively high opinions of him.

+50 to Caduceus/Every Single (Male?) NPC as Caduceus carries on the kind of conversation you’d have with a date with Wursh the blacksmith, who admiringly speaks of how Caduceus is a “crazy motherfucker” while Caduceus speaks admiringly of how “even his advice has abs.” Both of them going on in a sickening way on how much of an “absolute pleasure” it is to spend time together, how glad they are of each other’s “company” in the blasting heat. Gag. Caduceus also, upon gaining the assistance of a “ballsy” mine worker, being “into it.” Of course you are, Caduceus. Of course you are.

+2 to Fjord/Elvis Impersonation for pelvis thrusting in public.

+10 to Caleb/Cat Shaped Creatures as Caleb is incredibly disappointed he can’t cram the moorbounders into his already cramped Tiny Hut. His affectionate “Who’s a good apex predator” to his blood soaked murder kitty. Also, while the others who bonded to the moorbounders learned only the commands “Halt” and “Jump,” resident cat person Caleb Widogast flaunts his superior connection to catkind by successfully employing a third command: “Piss.” Also +10 to Caleb/Pissing in the Wind

+2 to Beauregard/Lesbian Amnesia as she is incapable of recalling the word “shaft” in any context. Fjord helpfully fills her in, with some instructive hand motions that will also slip completely out of her memory within ten seconds. 

+8 to Beau/Jester as upon Jester’s sincere request, Beau successfully puts a dick in a book at the library! “Would Jester be proud of me?” Beau asks eagerly, as Caleb rolls his eyes at her hopelessness. Beau grinning and entering the stratosphere at the prospect of spending a day clothes shopping with Jester, an activity which by definition involves the putting on (and taking off) of a lot of clothing with a very attractive blue gal. Beau calling on Jester to bring out the heart to the foreman, which didn’t intimidate him most likely because the whole time Jester and Beau were making gooey eyes at it reminiscing about mutilating corpses together.

+1 to Beau/Professor Waccoh as Beau is pleased as punch to show off her youth and muscles and tendency to bite. Failing to hit the mark with a “my fair lady” and stumbling worse with a “professor woman of deep knowledge” flirt, but managing to wring an “I like you!” out of the woman nonetheless.

-5 to Caleb/Books He was so excited to read the books, and he did not get to read the books! Caleb then immediately throws himself 50000% into helping a known weapons developer in her quest to more effectively spill Empire Blood, because no amount of moral handwringing can outweigh his bone deep need to Get A Library Card

-2 to Caleb/Item Hoarding as he resists, barely and with Great Effort, his Spoiled Only Child greediness to just take and keep all the items Waccoh offered as payment. Beau tries to point out that taking item payments and rewarding the group are not Mutually Exclusive, but this does not compute.

+42 to Nott/Yeza as post-reunion the pair perform surprisingly well even while under the Shipping Law of Rising Sexpectations. Pet names, screamed “I LOVE YOU”s, saving your wife from getting fleeced/stealing from assholes rude to your husband, showing the world how #Kinky you are, suggestive eyebrows at fake sex potions that Yeza is definitely going to find a way to brew into Real Sex Potions by the time the crew get back. Points lost for leaving Yeza alone, under effective house arrest in a hotel room as Nott gallivants off to her one true love, Killing Things.

-10 to Yasha/Reading the Room as Caleb tries and fails to gracefully duck out of another greatsword shave because Yasha is too adorably insistent that it’s no trouble really, he doesn’t have to worry about inconveniencing her, she really wants to do this for him. Paying an insane amount of money for a used straight razor for Caleb with no awareness, giving that same shopkeeper the impression that she came to the shop looking for extremely racy alchemical concoctions—if what the duergar had on the counter was “too tame” for her, what kind of amazing sexual adventurer could she be?

-10,000 to Sam Riegel/His Presidential Campaign I don’t know if he can recover from what happened to him this week. I don’t know if it’s possible.

[poetryandnightmaress]

♬ , for all your f/os. Also a bonus question: what song(s) do you associate with your f/os?

Oooo god, this will be a huge one. I like this ask already, so let's go uwu

(No gifs as well otherwise this post will become a titan and will slay my mobile data)

Toma: He loves Acoustic Covers, Upbeat music and (secretly) dark romantic songs...if you know what I mean- He also likes Alec Benjamin.

When I listen to something he doesn't like that much, he won't say a word. He wants me to be happy, so he keeps silent. I try to tell him every time he can listen to what he wants as well, but he's stubborn.

Song: My girl is mine - Sunrise Avenue (It just fits him so so well. Also, I listened to a lot of Sunrise Avenue when I got a crush on him)

Trevor Belmont: This guy is all about slavic folk music and Heavy Metal, especially stuff like Iron Maiden. We both go wild when we listen to this, since we both love metal.

When it comes to music, and I want to hear something he doesn't like, we will have an "argument" about it ("Hey man! I thought we agreed to listen to Master of Puppets, not Master of Stupids!").

Song: Fear of the Dark - Van Canto (It's an quite epic cover, who reminds me of him, an epic vampire hunter.)

Dante: Good ol' Dante loves himself some Old Metal and stuff like Twisted Sisters or Steel Panther. Recently, he also listens to more new metal stuff as well as Synthwave Metal.

When we argue about the music, he will try to get his goal with a mean trick- "O come on, sweetie, won't you make your legendary Devil Hunter happy?". Sadly, this often works.

Song: The best it's gonna get VS Tainted - Celldweller (I listen to this song non-stop when making a Headcanon post about Dante. Now I always think of him dancing when listening to this)

V: V's Taste in music is quite special. He loves all the dark stuff, as well as Rammstein and Halvati. Or IAMX.

Since our music taste is very similar, we rarely argue about the next song we listen to. But if we do, he takes me in his arms, pulls me close to him and whispers "Little wanderer, I will choose the next song." Gets me every time.

Song: Where is my mind - Unlike Pluto (Shoutout to Insomnish's Edit.-)

Aymeric de Borel: This dude likes himself some medieval and choir music. And since I love both of those as well, we rarely argue about the music as well.

If we should decide what to listen to next, he will tell me really softly that, since he is commander, he is in charge of the music now. But if I'll be nice, he will let me change it. Then he winks, and I get weak aaaa.

Song: Arms of the Ocean - Blackbriar (Idk why, but I can imagine him with this song so so well-)

Noctis: Noct seems like an Emo, but he likes more Nu Metal, Progressive Metal and stuff like Three Days Grace or Celldweller. We have a very similar taste as well.

When we have to decide what to listen to, he will tell me thousand reasons why we should listen to his music, while smirking. What a men...

Song: All around me - Flyleaf (I listened to this non stop when I thought about him. The lyrics quite suit him Ig)

Lon'Qu: As long as you can train to the music, he listens to everything. He just needs to train to the music.

When I play a song which is too slow, he will say something like "Ey! I need something more powerful, tiny one!" He loves to call me tiny -//-

Song: Killing Butterflies - Lewis Blissett (I assosiate him a lot with Butterflies, and the theme of the song fits him as well sooo yeah.)

Chrom: He tries to be hip and to go with the flow, so he listens to everything in the charts. Except rap. Cinnamon roll doesn't like rap. But he cries over overly romantic love balads.

He will rarely argue about the music I play. If he does, he kindly asks me if we can listen to something else, while kissing me on the cheek.

Song: Lights - Klaypex (I listened to the nightcore version way back. And on the thumbnail were Chrom and his daughter. Yeah-)

Jakob: On the outside and in public, he claims to love violin music and piano music. He does, but secretly, he admires witch house and gothic (and my singing voice almdls). He listens to a lot of Blackbriar and Nightwish.

He will never say something, when he doesn't like my music. He just agrees with my taste and listens to it, until it's over.

Song: Comatose - Skillet (He's rude to everybody except me, and...yeah. Whispers in the dark also fits a lot to him)

Shiro: Shiro loves Pop, not so serious Rap and a bit of Rock. He's a big fan of traditional japanese music and Lo-Fi hip hop as well.

When I choose something he doesn't like, he will pout, asking me if we can listen to something else.

Song: Yuve Yuve Yu - The HU (it just fits him idk why D:)

Angel: She adores bad girl music, especially Lady Gaga and Ariana Grande. You will most likely see her dance to her favorite music.

But when I turn on something dark, she will pout and say "Chocooooo. That's so saaaad, you should listen to something happy dappy, Sweetieee." I love her.

Song: Don't Call Me Angel - Ariana Grande, Miley Cirus and Lana Del Rey (Do I have to say more?)

Kusuriuri: He is a huge fan of old japanese music. And experimental music. And music to meditate to. And A bit of Lo-Fi.

When I change his music, he calmly asks me to change it, while stroking my hair. He's so mysterious yet...woah omo

Song: when I'm home I need to look up the title-

2B: Loves herself some gothic and industrial metal. And Piano Music. She will get quite emotional over piano music tho- Her favorite artists are Mr. Kitty and Within Temptation.

Don't I dare to change the music tho. She will lightly slap my hand, telling me "No. We will listen to this". I love this woman-

Song: Machine Hearts - Sound of Miracle (It's a song inspired by NieR;Automata what did you expect?)

A2: Being able to growl and scream death metal lyrics, she is a huge fan of Jinjer. She also likes everything that sounds aggressive or dark.

When I dare to change the music, she will go full tsundere mode, saying "Noooo, we will NOT change the music, lil baby." I love this woman as well-

Song: City of the dead - Eurielle (It just fits her so. much. ;;)

N: Lo-Fi, Folk Music, The ancient music of his home region... As long as it calms him down, everything is fine. And he really likes AURORA.

He doesn't like wild music that much. When something like this comes up, he will kindly ask me to turn it off or switch to something calmer, since he gets nervous.

Song: It happened quiet - AURORA (This song got such meaning to me in the last few days)

Raihan: Metal?! YES!! Metal which is the incarnation of epic?! YESSS!! Pop which slams/! GIMME!! As long as it kicks, he loves it.

The funny thing is: when I change the music, he will pick up the radio and change the dong. Since he is a giant, I can't do anything...dork.

Song: Take it off - Kesha (Don't ask. Idk why either)

Leon: He loves some old hard rock and pop. And when, for example, Bastille comes up, he turns the music on as loud as he can. Well, as loud as I can accept it lol.

If something comes up he doesn't like (Which is quite rare), he will listen to it for a bit, before asking if he can change the song. I never said no, I just love him so much.

Song: Skulls - Bastille (KDMDÖDLDL)

Kogami: He loves himself some dark piano music and something he can read to. Something thoughtful. Something deep.

So, when lil Choco comes along, turning on her metal music, he will either let it play or stand up and change it. I mostly say "EY!" but he just pats my head and says "Shhhh.. it's okay."

Song: Nightcall - Kavinsky (It fits his anime, it fits himself, it f i t s)

Link: good boi loves slavic folk music, music reminding him of the nature and the forest as well as fantasy themed music. He can play some songs on some grass blades as well. GRASS BLADES!!

If a song should come up, which I like and he doesn't, he will hug me, asking me if I want to listen to this or not. Such a cutie. ;;

Song: Faolan - Faun (it's a german song, but I listened to it so much when thinking of him)

OK IT TOOK ME 1 HOUR AND 10 MINUTES BUT I DID IT AND I'M PROUD OF MYSELF-

[thescarletofarose]

The Consequences of His Wish

Chapter Fourteen

Debris fell around the duo into the stories high darkness, but they were suspended on Chat Noir’s staff. He lowered them to ground level. The building was empty and looked to be a bank. Ladybug’s earrings beeped again, and Chat Noir let her go. Ladybug stepped back, ready to run for a safe place to de-transform. “Meet up at the front of the building. We need to try and sneak away if possible.”

She didn’t wait for a response as she ran for shelter. Hidden from sight in an office, Ladybug powered down. Her alter-ego vanished, leaving the school girl holding her tired Kwami. 

“Are you okay, Tikki?” Marinette asked, gently running a finger down the ancient being’s head. 

The Kwami nodded her head, eyelids heavy. “I’m fine, Marinette. I just need a moment to recharge.”

Marinette rummaged through her purse and pulled out a cookie. Tikki munched while Marinette chanced a peek through the office door. Outside she could hear the sound of objects being thrown around and broken from above. A flash of worry ran through her. “Tikki,” she said, turning away from the door, “what if they found Chat?”

Tikki swallowed. “I’m sure Chat Noir is fine, Marinette. He can handle himself.”

“I know. I just can’t help but worry. It’s dangerous to be separated from each other when there are so many akumatized villains.”

Nuzzling Marinette’s cheek, Tikki said, “Chat Noir was chosen for a reason. You two are an amazing pair, but you can both hold your own.”

“That’s true.” Marinette’s eyes darkened. “I need to focus on the task at hand, and that’s Hawk Moth. I’m surprised he decided to make a move so quickly.”

Tikki placed a tiny hand on Marinette’s and smiled. “You’ll beat him though. You and Chat Noir always find a way to win.”

The young girl returned the smile. “Thank you, Tikki. You’re right. We will win. ‘All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good people do nothing,’ and I don’t plan to step aside. Tikki, transform me!”

Ladybug opened the office door and checked around, listening for the slightest noise. Not hearing anything close, she bolted for the front door. As she neared the exit, a shadow ran passed her peripheral. She glanced over to see a pair of green eyes looking back at her. She nodded her head, and they bust down the door and veered toward the Eiffel Tower. 

The tower stood a few blocks away and cast a shadow on the city. Three pairs of eyes gazed down on the quieting city, two awaiting orders. 

“It appears,” Hawk Moth began, “that our heroes have finally figured out where I am. Volpina, it’s your move.”

A brunette, clad in a fox suit, stepped forward. Bringing a flute to her lips, she created a series of notes. Illusions, life-like representations though intangible, appeared and jumped off the tower, moving as one to the advancing duo.

Ladybug and Chat Noir ran through the streets of Paris, jumping over cars and swinging around corners. Ladybug kept her eyes on the tower ahead. “Chat Noir, Hawk Moth is at the Eiffel Tower.”

Chat Noir glanced over at her, eyes wide in awe. “How did you–” He shook his head. “Amazing as always, M’lady.”

“Focus, Kitty. If we’re lucky, we’ll be able to put enough distance between us and the villains.”

They jumped over a car. A crackle of lightning struck the ground they occupied a moment before, narrowly missing. They ducked behind the car, and the black cat winced. “My bad.”

Ladybug chanced a look above to see the akumatized villains from before now joined by Lady Wifi. The group moved toward their temporary hiding spot, only a few streets away.

“Great,” she said, “Another one.”

“Um, M’lady?”

Ladybug turned around and looked up. On a building top across from them, three figures stepped forward. The figure on the left flicked her blonde hair and tossed in the air a black yo-yo. A giant black sword appeared and landed in the hands of Antibug. She swung the sword, getting a feel for the weapon. The figure on the right, Riposte, silently pointed her sabre, and the two girls charged down the building. 

The middle figure, empty handed, mimed pulling the drawstring of a bow. Ladybug swung her yo-yo, ready to deflect. Mr. Mime let the arrow fly only to have it deflected by the sudden appearance of a shield. A girl with wild red and white hair, dressed in a fox suit, and a boy in all green landed between Chat Noir and Ladybug. Carapace stuck out his hand, catching his shield on the return. Rena Rouge twirled a flute in her hand, turning around to greet her ally.

“Hey, Ladybug.”

“Rena Rouge! But I thought– No. Perfect timing. How did you know we were here?”

“Uh...watch out!” Rena Rouge jumped in front of Ladybug, catching the downward swing of a sword with her flute. Carapace stood in front of Chat Noir and Ladybug, blocking the incoming attack of Riposte. A glance toward the building revealed Mr. Mime opting for hand-to-hand combat and moving towards them. Ladybug swung her yo-yo, ready to take him on, when Chat Noir pulled her to the side. The two rolled a couple feet away.

“Chat–”

Chat Noir grabbed her face and turned it to the giant pause button stuck to the spot where she had been standing. She pushed him off and stood back up. The villains from behind had now caught up and were successfully pinching the two. Rena Rouge kicked Antibug away. “Ladybug. Chat Noir. You two take the rear. Carapace and I can handle these three.”

Carapace punctuated her sentence by knocking Riposte into Mr. Mime. He lunged forward, not giving the opposition a chance to recover. Ladybug and Chat Noir turned their backs on their allies and faced the oncoming villains. 

“Chat Noir,” Ladybug said, “I need you to focus on Evillustrator.”

Chat Noir glanced at his partner, clearly confused. “What do you mean?”

“It may just be a hunch, but I have a feeling that if we take him out, a lot of our problems will be… erased,” Ladybug finished with a slight grin. Chat Noir quirked an eyebrow.

“Was that a pun, M’lady?”

Ladybug shrugged. “Maybe.” 

The car disappeared, revealing Ladybug and Chat Noir, weapons swinging. Animan transformed into a Rhino and charged. Ladybug swung her yo-yo around his leg and somersaulted over him. She pulled, using her strength to stop him. Animan fought back, digging his feet into the ground. Unable to beat her in brawns, the rhino changed into a turtle in an attempt to free himself. 

Ladybug smirked, the yo-yo tightening around his tiny foot. Alert to the sound of wings behind her, she swung the tiny reptile around, releasing her hold as he hurdled towards the flock. The birds instinctively parted, making a clear path right to Mr. Pigeon. The shell hit his whistle. Upon impact, Animan transformed into a bird again to catch his fall, exposing his necklace to the offensive yo-yo. Ladybug captured both akumas as the men instantly changed back into their civilian forms. Safe, the two ran for cover. 

Chat Noir dodged the attacks of Stormy Weather and Lady Wifi, his cat eyes narrowing on Evillustrator. The villain was a few feet back, furiously scribbling on his tablet. A bulky figure began to slowly take shape, blue and commanding. 

Stormy Weather expanded her umbrella and icicles fired toward Chat Noir. He stopped and pulled out his staff, deflecting the ice missiles with a twist of his wrist. Behind him, Lady Wifi shot a volley of pauses. Chat Noir zig-zagged his way to Stormy Weather, who was gathering electricity for another shot. He leapt up and over her, fortunately catching her with one of Lady Wifi’s attacks. Stormy Weather froze, her arm holding the umbrella high in perfect position for the black cat to snatch.

“Ladybug!” He called out as he landed, snapping the umbrella over his knee. On cue, a red and black yo-yo wrapped around Lady Wifi’s hand, tugging her phone away. It hit the ground. Both beings instantly disappeared, as if digitally erased. Evillustrator glanced up, furious his creations were destroyed. Only a few more pen strokes and Roger Cop would be finished.

“I was right,” Ladybug said, flinging her yo-yo at the akumatized artist. “Chat Noir, his pen. Don’t let him finish!”

“Already on it, M’lady.” Chat Noir chucked his baton toward Evillustrator. In one fluid motion, the yo-yo entrapped the young boy as the rod knocked the pen free and into Ladybug’s hand. Ladybug snapped the medium as her partner caught the de-transformed boy. 

Chat Noir sat him down and both heroes turned around. Rena Rouge and Carapace walked over to them, successful in their fight. Ladybug looked around.

“Where are the akumas?” she asked.

“Oh,” Rena Rouge responded, “they disappeared suddenly when we broke their objects. As if they were created by something else.”

Chat Noir furrowed his eyebrows. “That doesn’t–”

“We should quickly get to the Eiffel Tower,” Carapace said, “before more villains show up.”

Rena Rouge and Ladybug nodded in agreement, and the three of them started off toward the tower. Chat Noir shook his head, an uneasy feeling in his stomach, before swiftly following. The heroes leapt over buildings, a group of silhouettes against the setting sun. 

In short time, they landed consecutively at the center of the Eiffel Tower. Hawk Moth stood opposite. He regarded them with a nonchalant expression, one hand resting on his cane. Upon arrival, he swept out his hand. 

“Ladybug. Chat Noir. Welcome.” he said. “I have to say that I’m disappointed you didn’t figure out my location sooner.”

“Cut the formalities, Hawk Moth. For someone who inspires hate and fear in everyone, you seem to have an obsession with Paris’s symbol of love,” Ladybug said.

Hawk Moth crossed his hands over his staff; a smirk crept across his face. “Maybe this place inspires me,” he said, his smug grin more prominent, “or maybe I just really like the view.”

Chat Noir moved to attack, but Ladybug held out her arm. She looked hard at Hawk Moth. “I’m giving you a chance to surrender, Hawk Moth. It’s four to one; you’re outnumbered.”

Hawk Moth chuckled. “Are you positive that it is not you who is outnumbered?”

Ladybug opened her mouth to question what he meant, but a familiar tune stopped her. It was quick, light, and one she knew all too well. A somersault of orange and brown landed beside Hawk Moth. Ladybug glared at the girl. “Volpina.”

Volpina bowed. “In the flesh. I can’t say the same for your friends though.”

With a flick of her flute, Rena Rouge and Carapace vanished. Ladybug and Chat Noir stared, baffled, at the empty spot. Volpina mirrored Hawk Moth’s triumphant grin. Ladybug stepped forward. “But why? Why go through all that–”

“To stop us from getting help,” Chat Noir answered in disgust. “He knew he was no match against all of us, so he had Volpina create the illusion that help had arrived. It was a dirty trick.”

Hawk Moth shrugged. Volpina blew into her flute as Ladybug threw up her yo-yo. A flashlight fell into her hands. She attached it to her side and faced the newest illusion. Volpina had summoned a hundred versions of herself that surrounded the duo. Chat Noir whipped out his staff. The illusions laughed, the sound rippling through the crowd like a broken record.

“Give up. There’s no chance of you winning. Not only are we stronger, we’re smarter and better than you’ll ever be.”

Her voice echoed and repeated across the hundred copies, loud and obnoxious. Chat Noir held his hands over his ears. Blocking out all sound, he surveyed the illusion. They were all clumped together and purposely talking slightly after the other. Ladybug was swinging her yo-yo but hadn’t made a move yet. She was watching as well. 

Chat Noir realized the purpose the moment it happened. Ladybug turned around and Hawk Moth pounced. Chat Noir was already moving though and shoved Ladybug into the crowd. Hawk Moth crashed into him and the two fell to the ground in a scuffle. 

Ladybug moved to help but a few notes had her surrounded by illusions of Volpina again. She sighed and swung her yo-yo, knocking illusion after illusion away. A kick to the back sent her stumbling forward. Ladybug whipped around and caught Volpina’s arm as she came in for a second attacked. The fox grunted in surprise. Ladybug reached for her necklace, but Volpina twisted out of her grasp. The girls fought hand to hand, neither giving the other enough room to get the upper hand.

The sky darkened to a glittering blue, further illuminated by the full moon rising. Soon the four individuals became nothing more than dark figures, clashing against each other in a struggle for justice.

Chat Noir parried Hawk Moth’s attack. Staff hit staff as the two danced back and forth, exchanging blows. Hawk Moth lunged forward, his blows synchronized with his words. “You’re quite the swordsman. I’d even go as far to say you’ve been professionally trained.”

“Family tradition,” Chat Noir responded tightly, returning the swings. 

Now on the defense, Hawk Moth slowly backed up. He glanced to his right to see Ladybug driving Volpina backwards as well. Both stopped. Hawk Moth raised his hands, his eyes flickering over Chat Noir’s shoulders. Ladybug caught the movement and whipped around. 

Her body instinctively folded backwards. Her nose barely missed the tip of the silent paper plane gliding over her, one she recognized would instantly render her useless. She whipped forward, her yo-yo sailing into the night after the black and white assailant. Reverser dodged. Ladybug pulled back to strike again, but a cry out from her partner made her pause. She glanced over to see Chat Noir being easily kicked to the ground by Hawk Moth. 

“Chat Noir–” Ladybug said. 

Volpina jumped in front of her and grinned. “I’m not done with you yet, insect.”

Ladybug looked around. Chat Noir tried to get up but tripped over his own tail, face planting. Hawk Moth grabbed his miraculous hand and pinned him down with his foot. Reverser pulled back, a paper plane hovering. Glancing from Volpina to Hawk Moth to Reverser, Ladybug got an idea and charged Volpina. Hooking her arm, Ladybug flipped her over as a paper plane crashed into the fox’s back. 

She dropped the powerless villain and ran towards Hawk Moth. Reverser summoned another plane as Ladybug pulled out her flashlight, shining the bright light into his eyes. Blinded by the sudden light, Reverser’s throw goes askew. Ladybug wrapped her yo-yo around Hawk Moth’s wrist and yanked him backwards. Reverser’s plane sailed right into Hawk Moth’s chest, incapacitating him. Hawk Moth fell to the ground with a thump, his cane rolling a few feet away.

[kurtty-drabbles]

Life is wonderful au (the sin of the father)

N/A: I have this idea for how to introduce Wanda here, yes, I forget the name of the deity that possessed Wanda, but, I really don´t care and MEH.

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Wanda Maximoff was taught early on that magic has a price. Her twin, Pietro, don´t understand why his own twin is so linked with magic, especially seeing how their mother ended up.

Lately, the Avengers, who Pietro thought were great heroes, are now turning blind eyes for real issues in order to provoke fights with the X-men, regardless of who starts, Pietro can say there´s something more urgent than prove Scott Summers is wrong. So, in a bizarre fashion, Pietro decides to join X-men.

Once he and Wanda arrive in the mansion, something is odd, well, maybe is his paranoia talking but Pietro could swear something is different. Rogue goes to answer them.

"We want to stay with the X-men, the Avengers" Wanda speaks in a more diplomatic tone as much she can as everyone know the Avengers and X-men are water and oil. "Are more concerned with war than being heroes, can we stay with the X-men?"

Rogue is about to answer with the answer on the tip of her tongue " we the X-men don´t refuse any help" when Rogue notices Wanda looking straight to the red couch to one Kitty Pryde who is staring without blinking at Wanda.

Rogue´s eyes widen at this. Gulping loudly, Rogue takes Wanda and Pietro out of the room, sadly, Wanda continues to stare at Kitty without blinking ignoring Pietro and Rogue´s words.

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Scott and Pietro aren´t best friends and certainly won´t be friends now, but, the fair is fair and Cyclops welcome them in the team, once of course, each side proved to be true. Pietro asked if the X-men are hiding Jean Grey, Logan and Professor X and Scott asked if his alliance with the X-men are genuine, once those questions were answered in a positive way Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch are ready to be with the X-men again.

Wanda looks at the wall. They are on the third floor and the woman is gazing so intensely at the wall that is not unnoticed by the two-man and Psylocke who shares a concerned look.  "Where is she?" Wanda asked with fear in her voice.

Betsy is taking a deep breath and ignores Pietro´s question. "She´s whatever she wants to be...Do you want to talk to her now?"

Wanda pales as her eyes get slightly red. "NO!" and only calms down when Pietro is there with her speaking in Romanian with his sister.

"What the hell?" Pietro asked and Scott answers the best he can.

"Do you know about faes? Then don´t make too many questions"

Only Wanda laugh at this response, of course, it is not Wanda´s voice anymore, see, magic has a price and Wanda´s power come with a big problem, Chutlu´s son is here with her and won´t ever leave her alone;

"A fae? You, humans, are so dumb" the deity speaks but his arrogance is overshadowed by fear "I need to leave"

"Why?" Kitty asks and time literally stops. "You just got here, will be a damn shame to leave just like that" Kitty speaks with a grin on her face showing the cracks on her mask along with her azzure eyes.

"I...have nothing to do with what happened with you, nothing" the deity speaks with fear "it was my father´s idea, not mine"

"So?" Kitty speaks slowly approaching the small deity as the place morphed to her realm "you are guilty as you carry a tiny fraction of your dear father. I consider this an insult to me and I´ll respond" Tentacles spread from the ground or sky, is hard to make out the rules on a place that follow the whins of Life itself.

"Please, NO" the deity speaks using one last trump "This vessel is mine, if you kill me, it will kill this human and you love humans"

"Shut up" And the tentacles enter Wanda´s mouth to retrieve the small deity, a small ball of small energy compared to the giant that is Kitty, the endless, the Eternity, Zaorva. And she devoured the small deity slowly knowing full well he still can scream until he could no longer scream.

Now, times flow back normally and Wanda almost drops on the floor, but, Kitty holds her. Wanda looks in awe at Kitty. "You...you defeat that creature? A being of pure darkness?"

"Yes, I did" Kitty has enough mind to know that humans don´t like to know when non-humans eat. Wanda is impressed and only remember she is in the room with other people when everyone makes their presence know.

"For all my life a deity of darkness was inside of me...and I never thought it would be possible to defeat him, Dr Stranger said the best I could do is control it, but, Kitty you defeat him. I´m free...thank you" and hugs Kitty again surprising Betsy and Scott.

Kitty blinks. "Oh, you welcome, but, in truth, that thing is not powerful...it only wanted to make you think it is" Kitty explained and Wanda nods and introduces herself properly this time.

"My name is Wanda Maximoff, I´m Scarlet Witch." Wanda greets with a nice smile one that she rarely used.

"My name is Kitty Pryde, I´m Shadowcat, welcome to the X-men"

Pietro rolls his eyes as seeing his sister flirt is not his priority, meanwhile, Scott and Betsy have questions but...are they ready to get the answers?

Later on, the Avengers compensate their losses with a new member. A man called Kurt Wagner.

"Nice, welcome to the Avengers, Kurt" Tony congratulates Kurt who smiles

"No, I thank you, Stark" and his smile, in Stark´s already delusional mind, is from someone grateful when in reality is far from that.