#gotta break out the kitty treats I guess

[mammonology]

Sweet treat | Satan

♡Synopsis━ Solomon conducts a little experiment on you, he gives you a piece of chocolate. But what you didn't know was, from eating the chocolate it would make cat ears and a tail appear. Now for Satan, you looked a little too irresistible.

♡Pairing━ Satan x Fem!MC

♡Warnings━ NSFW, face fucking, breeding, choking, master kink, a little bit of anal and double penetration, nothing too extreme ^^;

♡WC━ 1.7k

[!] Lumi's notes; Here's a little something smut before I take a small break, I'll be back on Saturday! It's just I needed a break from tumblr, I won't be posting anything but I'll still be lurking around and you can still talk to me~ See you all on Saturday (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡

(NSFW under the cut!)

Solomon's mischievous smile went unnoticed by you as you popped the chocolate into your mouth, "Mm, thanks for the chocolate Solomon. I gotta ask, what was it for anyway? You're acting nicer than usual," You asked, tasting the sweetness on your taste buds. "Oh nothing, just thought you'd like it," He smiled, his eyes squinting. "MC? Oh, Solomon," You heard Satan speak behind you, "I'd like to stay here and talk but.. I have some studying to do," Solomon excused himself.

"So, what was he talking to you about?" Satan asked, looking over your figure. You shrugged, "He gave me chocolate, I don't know he was acting nice for some reason," You said, you clasped your hands together. "Well! Never mind that! We should get back to the house," You said, feeling light headed for some reason, you tried not to be obvious about the sudden wave of sickness you felt. "You're looking pale MC, are you alright?" Satan murmured, placing this hand on-top of your forehead.

"I feel under the weather that's all," you smiled. A stinging pain suddenly erupts within your body, the top of your head felt extremely itchy as your spine and tailbone were aching. "S–Satan, it hurts.." Satan looked alarmed, "What hurts?" He asks, cupping your face. "M–My head, also my back I–I don't know why," You said, hissing at the unbearable pain you were experiencing. "Fuck okay," He said in a panicked haze, smoke suddenly popped out of nowhere. You coughed and tried to wave the gray smoke away from you, when the smoke disappeared, cat ears seemed to appear from the top of your head. As well as a tail was attached on the end of your back bone.

"M–MC?" Satan said, confused at what just happened. "N-Nya? I mean yeah?!" You said, accidentally mewing. Satan's face flushed a little bit, your new form was cute to him. It was getting hard to look at you in the eyes, "Is this Solomon's doing?" He asked, hiding his mouth with the back of his hand. "Mm, probably, it doesn't feel any different though," You said checking out your new set of ears and tail. "Looks cute.." Satan mumbles underneath his breath, "We should go ask Lucifer about this!" You said, grabbing his wrist as you ran to the lamentation house.

Upon entering the house, you saw no one home. It looks like they were all out, "No one's home, that's weird.." he said, Satan shrugged as he headed over to his room with you following him closely behind. "Well at least I can actually call you kitten now right?" He smirked, petting your head. You fake pout at this pet name, you were enjoying it but you didn't want to show him. His room was modern, there were a lot of bookshelves, his bed was king sized with a red velvet duvet thrown over, his pillows were plushed just the way he liked. You threw yourself onto the bed, sprawling as your cat ears twitched.

"Hey Satan, why is it so hot in your room?" You asked, taking off the school's blazer. "What do you mean? It's the perfect temperature," He said, looking over his shoulder as he takes off his uniform. "I mean, it feels hotter, I don't know either.." You said, sitting up, your tail was swaying side to side. "You look so pretty," Satan complimented you, his turquoise eyes checking you up and down. He was literally standing there with only his boxers, when you did realize heat rose up to your face. Satan could only chuckle.

"Kitten, you've seen me naked multiple times," He threw his uniform into a basket as he joined you in bed. "I must say, if you're feeling hot you could always take these off," He started off slowly, unbuttoning your top as you watched his every move, your chest started heaving up and down as your heart anticipating what he was gonna do next. "Already excited kitty? Don't worry, we'll go slow," He smirked, completely removing the top as he throws it behind him. His hands swiftly took your bra off as Satan dips his head down to your nipples, his hot and wet tongue was swirling around your nipple, the other hand playing with your other bud.

"Ahh– Satan please," you gasped out, gripping onto his shoulders, your nipples were completely erect as he stopped his assault, he looked back up at you. "Please what?" He asked, his tone changing completely, "Master, please take care of me," you said, still not used to calling him master. "Where do you need to be taken care of, kitten?" He whispers against your ear as his hand goes to massage your cat ear. Accidentally letting out a moan Satan smirked, "Does it feel good up here? Or do you want it down here," He said as he flips your skirt up, his other hand dipping down your panties.

"Fuck kitten, you're so wet, all from a simple rub?" He chuckled, pressed his thumb onto your clit as his other hand scratched your cat ear. "M–Master..! Please let me pleasure you too," you said, pointing at his obvious bulge, he was extremely turned on by your current state. "Okay kitten, be a good kitty and let master use your throat okay?" He said, your head nodding. He takes his boxers off first before standing up, his hand kneading your hair, his hand was leading you as his hard cock springs up, it was pretty and pale, the tip was deep pink as it leaked pre cum. Opening your mouth obediently as he slowly pushed his cock into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as your tongue swirled underneath his cock.

"Fucking hell kitten, your good little mouth is for my use only," Satan grunts as he closes his eyes, pushing his cock a little further down, his hand was playing with your ears, it was driving you crazy as you suddenly gagged around his dick. You noticed how his pace was picking up, your throat remained calm as he bunched up your hair into a make-shift ponytail, now he was in control.

"Yeah, gag on my fat cock princess, you look so pretty in this view," he smiled down at you, as he almost felt his release he stops and takes his cock out of your mouth. "I'm gonna breed this little cunt of yours, I'm gonna make you feel like a bitch in heat," He whispered, sending chills down your spine. He flips you onto your stomach, flipping your skirt up as he rips your underwear off. "Master..! Please I'm aching," you begged as you lifted your ass, "Don't worry kitten, I'll give you what you want as you've been a good kitty," he said, "I wonder if your tail's sensitive," He asked himself before stroking it up and down.

"Haah! Ah– mmph," you moaned as it felt extremely good, "I'll make you feel even better kitten," He said, pumping his cock once before slowly entering you, your whimpers were heard all across the room as his cock entered you. "Satan, please stroke my tail again," you pleaded but Satan didn't seem too pleased, "Kitten, I don't think Satan is my name right now," he stopped entering slowly as he thrusted in his cock in one full thrust. "AH!" Making your scream out in pleasure, his fat dick filled you up. "Shit, your walls are hugging my cock, how many times have I fucked this cunt?" He said as he starts thrusting in and out of your pussy.

"T–Too many, haah" you breathe out as you gripped the sheets underneath you, Satan yanks on your tail. An idea popped into his head, he took your tail and slowly entered it into your ass, you whipped your head back. The feeling felt so foreign, new, and you were nervous and excited at the same time. Satan's hips thrusting into yours distracted you from the fact that you indeed have a tail up your ass, and it felt good. He continued his rapid pace on your pussy as he worked his hand with your tail. "Your pussy just tightened up when I started to move your tail," He said, gritting his teeth, the pleasure was unbearable as you writhed down the bed.

Satan's lips spewed your name out as if it was a prayer, calling you and telling you how good you felt. It was all overwhelming, the familiar coil started to build up as Satan's cock hit a deep part of you, "Master! Please fuck me harder," You yelled, not caring if the brothers were back. Satan only did what you asked as he let go of your tail to grip both sides of your hips. "Fuck I'm almost there MC, I'm gonna spill all of my cum in you, I wanna see you so full and bred. My cum s–seeping out of your pussy.. aah," he said.

Your climax finally hitting you as your cum coated his dick, Satan thrusted a bit more before meeting his high, his cum splattering your walls, you felt so full, pulling his cock out of you, he goes to the bathroom to fetch you a warm wet towel. You dropped your hips down the bed as came back, spreading your legs open to wipe down the cum that was still seeping out. He cleans you up and even got you water. "Are you okay MC? I didn't push you too hard right?" He asked, sheepishly.

"I feel refreshed," You smiled at him, pecking his lip as you wrapped yourself with the duvet. "That's good," he said rubbing your cat ear. You purr out in instinct, he hums at your reaction, 'Just like a real cat' he thinks to himself. Satan joins you under the duvet as he places his arms around your waist, you were now facing his toned chest as he looks down on you.

You two were basking in the afterglow, "I guess I gotta thank Solomon for this," He chuckled, "I gotta say, it was a sweet surprise" He added, you nodded in agreement as you felt your eyelids slowly getting heavier. Satan pulls you closer to him until you completely fall asleep in his arms. "Sleep tight kitten," He whispers not before planting a kiss on the top of your head.

✧Lumi

[huihuiheart]

Kinktober D9: Listen Closely - Felix

Pairing: Felix x f!Reader

Warnings: Sensory play/deprivation, dom! Felix, like I’d say he gets a bit feral in this....., overstimulation, brat taming, bondage, Felix is just straight up a little shit in this, teasing, sex toys, sir kink (just to mix things up), angry sex? (kinda he’s a little pissed at the brattiness, but he also loves it so...take that however you want), Felix calls the reader kitten, dirty talk, light degradation, masturbation, spanking,mentions of squirting, implied sex (once again I gotta be a little shit and stop before we get to the good part, I’m just in a mood rn I guess).

Word Count:2,042

Tag List: @hyunsungcore​ 

You’d been caught red handed too many times at this point and you knew there would be consequences for it. If Felix wasn’t intending to intervene yet though, then it didn’t really matter to you. You planned on wholly misbehaving until Felix actually took action. Though there was an eerie amount of patience being displayed by Felix, not usually one to show restraint for so long, especially when you were misbehaving. Yet after two weeks of finding you touching yourself while listening to his voice through your phone, he hadn’t touched you at all. At least not other than chase kisses and some cuddling, and you’d fucking had it. You were ready to resort to begging if necessary, prepared for any punishment of his. You just couldn’t do without him any longer. Which is how you ended up in this position, with a vibrator between your legs and a playlist you made of Felix’s deep voice filling the room....again, just like every night this week. When you finally tore your eyes open again they met Felix’s figure leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed with a smirk.

“How did I guess that this would be what I found when I came home?” Felix’s tone is teasing as he moves to walk over to the foot of the bed for a closer look now that he knows you caught him staring.

“Hm...I have no idea.” You retort coyly before getting your own smirk as you decide to taunt back, “I’m gonna guess that you’re going to run off to the studio for some made up work now though, just like you did every other night. Let me guess...you’re afraid you can’t satisfy me as well as some little toy can sir?”

The way Felix’s face scrunched and eyes closed as he tried to control himself brought you more satisfaction than you expected. It was good to know the amount of control you still had over him though, especially when you decided to push his limits by condescendingly using the honorific he liked so much. When Felix finally meets your gaze again his eyes have darkened with lust and just enough anger that you knew there was no way he was going to leave you to get away with that tonight, which was exactly what you were hoping for.

Felix chuckles, “You know I’ve noticed how you seem to love getting off to my voice kitten. So every time that I left for the studio because of your little stunts it was to work on a special part of your punishment. Lucky for you I just finished it and brought it home though.”

You brows furrowed in confusion as you looked at him, “You worked on something there alone?” 

Felix nods with another deep laugh, “I did, didn’t think you’d want other people hearing what I made just for you.....told the guys I wanted to play around with some things for experience.” 

“Think they bought it?” You raise a brow knowing how hard it was to get away with stuff around the guys.

“For the most part, there was a little slip and someone may have found one of the clips I recorded..” Felix admits with a soft shrug, not too bothered by it.

“Let me guess....Chris?” You laughs a little as he nods in answer, “Well show me what you did then.”

Felix licks his lips, “Oh I intend to kitten, but first...what was that you said about me thinking I couldn’t satisfy you as good as some toy?...Maybe we should put that to the test tonight too? Only I’m in control now.” 

Felix snatches the vibrator out of your hands before you can argue and turns it off laying it aside, before going to the bedside table to get out some black ties. Your hands tied to the bed above your head first before moving down to your feet and tapping your ankles, urging you to spread your legs for him next. Tying each to one side of the bed, keeping you spread open for him. You can only watch as he settles the vibrator between your legs again, someplace he knows it will sit no matter what, before he’s pulling out headphones to place near the one remaining tie. 

“I think we should give the vibrator the best chance possible, don’t you?” Felix mocks slightly, “Make it so you imagine it’s me making you feel that good. Wouldn’t that be nice?” 

“Sir, I just want you.” You counter whimpering softly only for Felix to tsk you softly.

“Well maybe you shouldn’t have misbehaved so much kitten, you wanna be a little brat? Then I’ll treat you like a little fucking brat.” Felix growls out at you before he’s tying the remaining fabric around your eyes, the headphones next. Felix pressing play the same time he click the vibrator on low. 

“My little kitten thinks she’s so smart huh? Touching herself to the sound of my voice like it’s gonna get you something, well every time I find you like that this is what you’re gonna get kitten....you get to hear me touching myself to the thought of you instead of getting what you actually want.” 

Felix’s deep voice was already fucking with you through the speakers and then he had to go and add this to it. His deep moans and the way he’d grunt out little desires that filled his head as he got himself off through the headphones, about how sore he’d be sure to make your ass, how he’d manhandle you so easily due to how desperate you’d be just to cum around his cock, the way he’d feel stretching you out again. All of it almost unbearable at this point, having your vision cut off and the audio he recorded playing for you letting your mind run wild. Imagining him recording it while touching himself, then thinking about each of the things his smoky voice reminded you of or gave you thoughts about suddenly, until you had a small realization. You’d never seen Felix leave you like this....and you knew it he was at least within earshot in case a safe word was used. He heard each sound that left your mouth, even if you barely could in your current state and more likely than not he was watching and getting off to you right now too. You came once to the sound of him cumming, a low growly moan filling your senses. You weren’t done yet though as Felix moves to turn the vibrator up to the next level, as the audio kept going.

“Really kitten? Two days in a row? You’re gonna be that much of a little brat? And here I thought I’d trained you better than that. Oh well....I guess I’ll just be cumming in my hand instead of your tight little cunt again, and you won’t even be able to have a taste.”

Felix drank in your whines, not caring if it was from his taunting in the audio or from the overstimulation that the vibrator was putting you through. You’d challenged him and now you’d have to pay the price for it. You barely made it through the second recording, not without cumming twice more though. Felix turning the toy down again and gently rubbing over your quaking thighs, showing a small bit of mercy knowing you still had three more recordings to get through.

“Well day three hmm? Maybe I should have stuck around longer, could have counted up all your pretty little moans. Given you a spanking for each one. I’m sure you find this a lot more fun though, don’t you kitten? Unless....you’re ready to admit how much you love when I spank your pretty ass?” 

You feel the way your slick spreads making even more of a mess out of you and the sheets, knowing Felix knew just how much you loved spankings even if you wouldn’t fess up to that. That’s also how you recognized the fact that he mentioned the spankings on purpose. If he wanted to play though, you’d play.

“Are you counting my moans now sir? Is it gonna earn my a good spanking?” You mock, earning you a swift slap to your thigh in warning. Nothing too painful, just a little tingling sting to remind you who was in control right now. Felix rewarding the moan you make in reaction to it by turning the vibrator up a few settings. The toy drawing two more orgasms from you before the third day was done, there were two days left before you’d actually get what you wanted all week and yet Felix had already brought you to your climax five times, making you more and more sensitive. 

“Have you really not caught on to the fact that I have something big planned or are you just trying to rile me up more and more kitten?....you’ll learn after this experience pretty kitty, you’ll come crawling to me every time that desperate little pussy gets wet. At the very least you’ll know not to break this rule again....unless you want me to break you kitten.”

The growl building in Felix’s raspy voice only grows with each recording as he get more and more pissed off by your bratty disobedience and refusal to ask for what you want. Well that coupled with the fact that each day his hand was less and less satisfying compared to what he knew he’s left back at home. Your soaked cunt and bratty attitude, the one that makes him want to fuck you through the mattress every time it decides to make an appearance. Felix’s patience only winning out due to the fact that he knew how rewarding it would be punish you like he was right now. A perfect build up to what both of you had been anticipating all week long, coming down from your sixth high as the fifth recording finally begins.

“You’re about to be a very lucky kitty. I have a feeling I get the same welcome home tomorrow as I got all week, but I’m still going to give you what you want kitten. Only if you take you punishment like a good girl though, if not....well than maybe we’ll have to play this game a little longer....when you finally decide to behave for me though. Remember to thank sir for everything he so generously gave you kitten.”

Your relieve at finally being onto the final day is short lived though as Felix turns the vibrator all the way up now, wanting to push you over the edge as many times as he could before that final recording was over. Achieving three, before the day was over and he’s turning the vibrator off. Easing you back to reality one thing at a time; the vibrator first, then removing the headphones to whisper a few soft praises to you as he unties the blindfold. Next comes the blindfold, followed by him carefully untying you from the bed. His hands gently soothing over your form.

“You did so well kitten, made such a pretty little mess of yourself all for me.” Felix’s voice is still deep with lust, but its a little softer for the moment, “Still want the reward I promised you kitten?” 

“Don’t tell me you actually think I’m going to call it a night before we even get started.” You lick your lips smirking softly as your eyes rake over his form. While watching you he’d stripped to stroke himself, the tip of his cock an angry red and leaking precum, the rest slicked with a mix of his arousal and spit.

“I see there’s still some of that bratty mouth left kitten.” Felix chuckles eyes darkening again as his hands grips your hips.

“There certainly is sir. Why don’t you show my what you’re gonna do about it.” You taunt only for him to flip you over onto your hands and knees before you realize what’s even happening. Felix leaning forward, lips brushing your ear and cock flush against your ass, a smirk playing on his lips. 

“I guess it’s a good thing that I really did count all your moans tonight kitten, your ass will have a lot to be grateful for and besides that....I wanna see you squirt before I'm through with you.”

[symphonic-scream]

Digimon au Group 3: Juleka, Rose, Chloe, and Sabrina

Yeah they get pulled into this whole mess too. Juleka and Rose were watching a livestream of a concert with Luka when the portal opens, and Chloe and Sabrina were doing some online shopping in Chloe's room

Juleka and Rose are not quite dating, but they're at that point where like, they just have to say it to make it real? Like they're dating but neither will admit it and they just continue on like that until one breaks

Sabrina and Chloe are pretty close to how they are in canon I guess. Not a very healthy friendship, Sabrina thinking she only has value if she can do stuff for Chloe, and Chloe trying to emulate her mother in hope of making her proud for once

They start off in a mountain range, all four waking up on a little rocky plateau in the centre of the ring of mountains. Chloe starts to get a little panicked right off the bat, with Sabrina trying to calm her down, while Juleka is more concerned about where her brother is. He was with them before this happened, shouldn't he be there too?

She goes to take out her phone to call him and yep that's the tablet digivice things the others had too. When they hold them for the first time, the symbol on the back glows on their hand. Chloe is the only character that has the symbol on her left hand, since I just make her left handed in general now

In terms on colours, Rose got gold, Juleka a vibrant fuchsia, Sabrina navy, and sky blue for Chloe. With them all out they start to glow, and their Training stage digimon partners appear

For Juleka, Bukamon

Rose gets a Kokomon

Chloé's is a Puroromon

And Sabrina has Babydmon

They all freak out, go through the same explanation thing as the others and all that jazz. Rose, once over the shock, just marvels over how adorable they all are, giving her Kokomon and Juleka's Bukamon a big ol hug

Chloe is still tapping away at the little screen on her device trying to call home, when two bigger bird digimon, fighting each other, get too close to the group. One of them crashes into the rock near them, and turns it's eyes on them once it pulls itself up

Rather than continue fighting the two bigger birds start trying to catch/kill them instead, so their partners square up to digivolve as the screens glow white

Juleka's Bukamon turns into Betamon

Rose gets Lopmon

I couldn't help myself, Chloé's is FanBeemon

And Sabrina gets Dracomon

They manage to escape by getting the two birds fighting again, and duck into a cave. Juleka wants to go look for Luka, fearing he could be in danger out there on his own, and Rose convinces Sabrina and Chloe that it's safer if they stick together, so that's their goal

Rose gets the crest of Hope. She's treading the fine line between keeping Juleka's spirits up about finding Luka and getting home, and not giving her false hope. She has faith in their partners to protect them, but she worries that by doing so, she might be putting too much pressure on them to save them

For Juleka, hers is Compassion. She is so worried about Luka and Rose and Betamon, and even Sabrina and Chloe, that she has no left over concern for herself. She spends so much energy trying to comfort and protect her friends that she completely ignores her own needs, even taking less food to make sure someone else gets more. She's gonna learn that meeting her own needs isn't selfish, and that she can look out for others and still care for herself

Sabrina, she got Pride. She's starting in a place where she has no faith in herself or her abilities at all. She believes she's the weakest link, and has to work extra hard to compensate. Girl's gotta learn to respect herself, and have a sense of self pride without going too far the opposite direction,

And lastly, Chloe with Forgiveness. She was raised in a system where she could only do wrong in her mother's eyes, no matter how much she said she was sorry, Audrey wouldn't hear it. Chloe has spent years forgiving her mother again and again, believing she has to. She's gonna grow and learn about letting go of the weight seeking her mother:s forgiveness presses on her, and turn her sight to people who have the capacity to grant it to her

Oh boy designs time

Rose has this pink sundress, one of those big summer hats? Like, big brim, sun hat kinda thing, and her Kokomon loves to sit on it. Also, she's totally still got sandals on. If her feet start hurting from walking, oh no, a big tall goth might just have to carry her oh no-

Speaking of a big tall goth, a black tank/muscle shirt with some rock band logo on the front, maybe a homemade Kitty Section one Rose designed for them (since they don't know Marinette), and over that is like a sheer dark purple shirt? Full sleeves, the kind you can see right through. Gotta keep the classic hair dye, and she's got ripped black jeans and black boots, coincidentally perfect for traversing that mountain they're on

Sabrina Sabrina Sabrina~ white collared shirt under a pale teal knit sweater, high waisted brown shorts with a belt she probably got from Chloe. Long black socks, and hightop shoes, a nice mellow purple colour. Maybe a little simple silver chain necklace, and I like her glasses so keeping those the same

And lastly, Chloe. Black long sleeve shirt, paired with a yellow and white plaid skirt, I think the style is called pleated? Yeah, pleated. She's got some tall, black boots, with a little heel on em. Hair in a ponytail for sure, but a little curlier than canon. Probably has some big sunglasses with her too

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Wooaaaah, we're half way there. WOOOOAHHH Squidward with a pear~

3/6 groups done. Yes I'm still going with this au that next to no one wants, this is a treat for myself. The remaining groups are all smaller, 2-3 people, so they'll be shorter.

Once more, if you have any comments or questions I'm all ears, or eyes in this case, cause, reading

[universallywriting]

Humanity and Singing

"Do you ever think about which half of you stuff comes from?" Connie asked around a clementine slice. Every single slice that had burst on their tongues were perfectly sweet and ripe. January was a bit chilly, and the cold bit at them through their jackets, but catching their mutual favorite citrus at the end of the season was always a treat.

"Pretty sure my shield comes from my gem. Uh, gonna say the bubble is the same. The floating could be from any-" He rambled, then giggled as she playfully pinched his cheek. "I don't know! Sometimes. Do you think of which one of your parents gave you stuff?"

"Ooh, yeah!" she said eagerly, catching him by surprise. She shrugged as she chattered on, "I mean, it's probably all pseudoscience or how I'm raised or something, but being studious comes from my mom, and loving bad puns comes from my dad, and-"

He laughed and held up his hands in surrender. "Okay! I guess it's not that weird. Um. I guess I always thought of creativity coming from my human half."

"That's a good one. Your dad's super creative too." Her legs swung slowly over the edge of the porch as they looked out at the warm evening sun, the waves crashing gently on the beach. "Your mom sounds like she only got clever ideas once every few thousand years."

"Yeah," he agreed. He thought, popping a slice into his mouth. "I'm good at aiming stuff? Angles? I don't know how to explain it, but I think it might be gem stuff."

"Like you'd be good at pool?" Connie asked.

He nodded. "I am good at pool."

"We could go scamming," she said longingly. "Chester and Angel. Why, you've never played pool in your life, Chester! You're gonna throw in the whole kitty on this game?"

"Why is it suddenly the past?" he giggled.

"Everyone knows the scam now. We'll have to time travel." She giggled back. "Music's easy. That's human."

Steven blinked. "What? No way. That's gem."

"Singing's really human!" she protested, looking very insulted at the idea that it wasn’t. "And your dad's a musician! It's gotta come from that side of you. No way. It’s gem stuff. Singing is a human trait."

"The gems sing all the time!"

"So?" Connie stuck out her tongue and he quickly dropped a slice onto it. It vanished into her mouth with a wrinkled nose and a smile. "Their music on Homeworld is terrible. Humans obviously taught them how to sing. Gems can learn to sing, but humans are born singers." 

"Born singers, huh?” he asked slyly, his hand already fishing in his jacket pocket. “It's just natural for humans to sing?" 

She nodded, not paying him any mind."Mmmhmm. Instinctual. All cultures have music. Most have instruments. Still, we definitely all sing. And it's all better than what we heard on Homeworld, even polka. Even nightcore."

"Oh yeah?" he teased, holding up his phone as he tapped the recording app on. Instantly her eyes were wide, her face flushed from the prospect of her voice trapped on his phone as long as he wanted it. "Sing something."

She giggled and ducked her head, holding out her hand in front of the microphone. "Oh, gosh, shut up! That's not fair."

"It's instinctual," he said, gently pushing it on her. "So just sing something!"

"That's not what I meant!"

"Human imposter! You're some kind of robot!" He dropped the phone into his pocket and eyed her suspiciously. "No wonder you had time travel technology, Angel. I never should've trusted you and your pool shark scamming."

She tapped her chin at that. "Robots… I guess singing can be robotic. Mathematical. You said Peridot picked it up right away. But the Homeworld singing was missing something. Passion, I guess?" She took a sip of her juice box, swallowing thoughtfully as she didn't respond to his tease. After a moment, noting the recording app was gone, she poked his knee and asked, "So, um, if I sing something, will you admit I'm right?"

"Yeah! Do it!" He shook her shoulder a little. "No one's heeeeere. Do it!"

"Pressure pressure pressure," she muttered.

She closed her eyes, leaning back on her hands, and Steven waited expectantly for something short and easy - Twinkle, Twinkle or the birthday song. But when she finally sang, her finger tapping on her leg to keep rhythm, it was a very quiet rendition of Somewhere Over the Rainbow. He tried not to stare because Connie hated staring, and immediately failed as Connie stumbled her way through. It was rare for Connie to sing without a lot of pressure - rarer still for her to sing anything with the slightest bit of a challenge to it.

A few bars in, his own musical instincts kicked in, and he let his voice fall under hers in harmony. It felt so wrong to him to hear her voice without his own, trying so hard at something she found so big and scary - especially when it was something he found so natural.

Sweet and soft, they sang about dreams and wanting, and Steven wondered if the easy harmony came from his gem. He wondered if the logic of music, the patterns, was something his organic side was gifted with, or if something was innately programmed into the gem on his belly. Like Connie's studiousness or bad puns, he could never really know.

Still, singing with her on their quiet snack break, cold wind twisting down the cliff behind them, Steven felt truly human.

[babyybitchhh]

Thotty Thursday: Part 2

The second installment of Thotty Thursday is upon us. Rejoice, heathens!

Now, let me just say that I’m picking dudes at random while trying to keep things balanced between old shows and new ones but ... y’all really bout to notice some patterns the more we do this so I’m just gonna wait for someone to call me out tbh. 😰

FYI, I like to think of myself as an equal opportunist thirster and if a dude is hot then he’s hot. I’m not one to question this shit. But when you get right down to it I have like four types: high IQ smarty pants, dummy thicc, dad and bad boy bastard. Our next snack belongs in the last category, without question.

He’s honestly prettier than me and that is not an exaggeration but don’t let his good looks fool you

This Arabian Nights styled dime piece has a mean streak a mile wide. Because of Reasons, ofc, but that don’t change the facts

Not only did he once punch a child in the face for no other reason than to assert his dominance (fact) he also pretended to cry in front of the person he hates most just to laugh about how they fell for his (flawlessly executed) act

He honestly may or may not have a few screws loose but that’s part of the appeal, you see. It adds a dash of spice to the meal

And you know what they say about crazy bitches in bed 😏

Full disclosure, I started reading Magi: Labyrinth of Magic before the anime aired and his name was originally translated as Judal so that’s what he’s always going to be in my mind. The official translation is Judar, and I respect that, but at the end of the day I do not know her

Judar who?

Can I also just take a moment to point out that gloriously long, thick braid he’s sporting tho

This man has hair for days and there’s just something I find incredibly attractive about that

I want to take it all down and carefully comb through it, play with it and style it again 

Really show him the attention he deserves

If he decided to suffocate me with it, well, I guess I wouldn’t complain about that either

Now, the setting alone had my interest PIQUED right out the gate because I love Middle Eastern inspired aesthetics and I truly don’t think it’s utilized as a setting half as much as it deserves to be. It’s very beautiful imo and the anime team did a pretty good job of capturing that vibe but if I’m being honest I think the manga was better (up to a point)

However there ain’t nothing quite like seeing your man move on screen or hearing his voice with your own two ears and when I say Judal put on a show each time he showed up ... 🥵

I think I can safely say my pussy clenched whenever I got so much as a whiff of him possibly making an appearance, PHEW

He’s just so pretty and mean

My favorite combo tbh

“But why do you like mean boys so much 🤔?” You ponder aloud and my answer to that is “I don’t know. I just do.”

Judal gets my kitty purring for a variety of reasons but the biggest is probably that I can’t look at him without imagining myself as his feisty little slave girl, wearing nothing but sheer silk and delicate gold chains, completely at his mercy ...

Oops, did I say that out loud? 😳

I mean, can you really blame me when he’s running around in those baggy harem pants though?? Can you really???

So the first thing you probably thought was: damn. This guy kinda dressed like a thot 👀

And you’re not wrong

Does he HAVE to dress like that? Strictly speaking, no. But I am definitely not complaining about his fashion choices

His titties are so close to popping out of that tiny little shirt that we’d be getting nip slips left, right and center if he had any more meat on his bones than that and trust me when I say he did that shit on purpose

This boy is SUCH a fucking tease and he loves the attention it gets him - first and foremost because he’s used to being the CENTER of attention but we’ll get more into that a little bit later

Hes just a tad 👌 narcissistic, loves to show off, definitely bipolar and is in a constant state of feeling himself so he’s hitting all his marks as far as I’m concerned

In short, he’s perpetually oozing big dick fuck boy energy and I live for it

That’s why he’s always showing up with that stank ass attitude, he knows damn well he can pull the baddest bitch around AND her man too

He’d fuck you and your boyfriend at the same time just to prove a point, that’s actually how petty he is

Honestly though I’d like to see ANYbody maintain their resolve when he’s laying on the charm and Judal’s just cruel enough to do it for shits and giggles

Probably wakes up in the middle of his sprawling imperial bed at two in the afternoon and says something like “damn, I need a little pick me up today” and then proceeds to manipulate and harass his lucky unfortunate victim of choice

He’s relentless too and will stop at absolutely nothing to get what he wants, even if that means breaking you in the process

Again, I like the challenge he represents

But also I just like a man who can make me cry 🤷‍♀️

And I don’t doubt he absolutely would. Tears probably turn him on tbh and I’m positive he’s got a bit of a yandere streak too

Are y’all seeing those patterns yet??

So did you guys notice that wand he keeps twirling around like a goddamn baton?

He’s a magic user, or in this case a magi which means he’s literally at the top of the food chain in this universe

He’s special special

Every ounce of confidence he has is rightfully deserved and even tho he’s not the strongest per say, he IS extremely powerful and his destiny as a magi is to influence the world

THE WHOLE ASS WORLD YA’LL

That’s why he’s got such a big fucking ego

I promise these aren’t major spoilers, so you don’t have to worry about that

When he was still a (too precious for words) child, he was abducted by an evil cult so that they could manipulate him and use his powers to influence shit in a bad way. The exact details of what they did to him are hazy, but based on the snippets we did get it seems like they basically put Judal on a pedestal and raised him as if he were some kind of god or a king

I’m talking waiting on him hand and foot, giving him whatever he wanted, essentially worshiping him and using persuasive mind control magic to convince him that he’s the best thing to happen since sliced bread

And it worked

Can you tell exactly how fucked up this kid is right now

Keep in mind here that I’m not saying his screwed up personality isn’t the result of some seriously bad mojo

Magi are supposed to be what tips the scales of fate in this setting which, generally, means for the betterment of the world and this whack ass cult pointedly steered him down a path he otherwise would not have gone

But it’s this tragic past of his that really brings the whole package together

He could be a mean pretty boy for no other reason than because he wants to and I’d still drop into a split on his cock

I like mean for the sake of mean too

It’s just that knowing what made him the way he is gives us the perfect amount of insight to truly feel sympathetic despite all the bad shit he has done and will continue to do

Personally, it makes me want to be the one to show him genuine, tender affection no matter how much he’s initially appalled by the mere suggestion so in a lot of ways it’s similar to how I feel towards Hiei

But that doesn’t mean I want him to change and start being n - 🤢 start being nice - 🤮

He’s perfect just the way he is and there’s just something about big, confident egos that gets me going like little else

And Judal seems to truly believe he’s the greatest gift the world has ever received and he’s not wrong about that imo so yeah he definitely has an attitude problem

But that also means he’s a spoiled brat tho and he’s definitely one of those dudes who needs to be dommed on occasion to really get the full experience 👀

I am not too shy to pin him down and milk his cock for all it’s worth, that is all I’m saying fam

And can I just point out how breathtakingly gorgeous he’d look all flushed and sweaty, whimpering like a needy little bitch in heat while having his prostate relentlessly teased for hours on end?

Goodness, it suddenly got HOT in here, is that just me??? 💦

Ofc the only way that’s gonna happen is if he allows it - which I don’t see being a common occurrence - but that’s why you gotta take advantage of that shit when it does 👀

On the topic of Judal being spoiled, I want to mention that there are actually TWO very different backdrops that I can thot around with him in, and I like that

There’s the fantasy Middle East setting ofc which I personally can’t get enough of

I’m wearing the slave girl Leiah outfit in my mind right now btw

But he also spends a lot of time in this worlds version of ancient China complete with all the dramatic robes and elegant architecture to really set the mood

He has an entire imperial palace on lock and if that doesn’t get you even a little bit horny then idk what to tell you

The royal family for the most part treats him like one of their own despite not being related in any way, if that tells you exactly how much clout he pulls in this setting, and even tho they’re essentially using him for their own gain Judal doesn’t seem to mind it one bit

He likes being at the top and having the freedom to do whatever he wants so if that means doing a little dirty work for the Kou Empire then so be it

And I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t be a ride or die on these little errands

Like, just imagine this pretty boy pulling up to you on his flying carpet (that’s not a joke or something I just pulled out of my ass btw) and asking if you want to come back to his crib for some fun

You say yes, because you might be a thirsty slut but you’re certainly not STUPID

And he straight up takes you to a fucking palace

Be honest with me guys, how fast do the panties come off tho?

Be real with me here

This is actually just the plot of Aladdin but with the gender roles reversed 🤣

Fr fr though, A Whole New World plays softly in the back of my mind every time I think about this dude, except it’s much darker and ... explicit 😏

But my point here is that Judal’s got basically everything he could ever possibly want so he really just needs a pretty little concubine at his side to complete the picture

And I dead ass feel like it should be ME

When I say this man could get it ....

OOF

He is TROUBLE in its purest form and I regret nothing about my choice in fictional men

Absolutely nothing

He could honestly fuck me up seven ways to Sunday and I’d thank him for the honor

Spit on me, king. Please. I don’t need nothing else to sustain me

Unless you want to throw some of that choice dick in for free? 👀

Lord  have MERCY

[captainkappa]

Fanfic :: Icebreakers

Me? Publishing writing? It’s more likely than you think.

But yeah, holy crap, I finished something! That hasn’t happened in a long time, so please enjoy this zukka modern au fic where they’re both attending college now!

While taking online classes, Sokka and Zuko are paired up for icebreakers.

Preslash Sokka/Zuko, college AU

AO3 link

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Sitting down in front of his laptop, wearing the sweatpants and tank top he slept in, this was not how Sokka expected to start his third year of college.

Well, he didn’t expect be forced online for the spring semester of his sophomore year as well, so technically that was a bigger surprise. At least this time, he was better prepared and built his schedule with distance learning in mind; a film course for his last elective, two engineering courses that weren’t reliant on lab, and two math courses. He tried not to think about all the labs he would have to take in the next year and a half, but for now, it was worth it to have a manageable schedule during a pandemic. For now, he was content to live off campus with Aang. He could’ve stayed home with his dad and Katara, but because Aang didn’t have any family to speak of, the executive decision was made for Sokka to keep his lease on the apartment with Aang and video call with his family at least once a week to make up for it.

It wasn’t that bad. They got one of the few places near campus that allowed dogs, so Aang’s shepherd dog, Appa, made the whole situation less dreary. Plus, his elective was right after his thermodynamics course, which gave his more of a reason to get up for the 9 o’clock engineering course.

So, here he was, not listening to the professor go on about “unprecedented times” and “academic honesty,” the same things he’d heard in his earlier class. Glancing at his own camera, he saw Aang not so sneakily open his door. He quickly muted and took out one of his earbuds.

"I'm ordering groceries,” Aang said quietly, “need anything else?"

"No, just whatever I put on the list."

"Got it!"

Aang closed the door and Sooka turned back to the computer, unmuting himself. The professor was about to move on to syllabus, when Sokka noticed a white blur out of the corner of his eye. He barely had time to think about the fact that Aang hadn’t fully closed the door, when he was knocked out of his chair with a crash.

"No, Appa, no! Down boy!" He said, fruitlessly trying to get Appa down off him. Appa paid no attention, continuously licking at him.

From the one earbud still in his ear, he registered his classmates laughing and the professor asking, "Are you alright?"

Appa was still not letting up so he just threw up a thumbs up in what he hoped was in frame of the webcam. "Yeah, sorry about that. My roommate’s dog hasn't seen me since March. Let me just-" with a flourish, he muted himself.

“Now Appa,” he said, gently holding the dog’s face in his hands, “if this incident haunts me all semester, I’m only getting you kitty treats for a month.”

Appa’s tongue lolled out of his mouth, completely oblivious.

“Alright now, up! Up!”

That seemed to do the trick, or it was the whistle from Aang in the other room. Either way, Appa graciously got off Sokka, trotting out the bedroom door much more slowly than he’d entered.

Sokka righted his chair and settled down and saw that even though the professor had moved on, everyone was still giggling at him. He took it in stride, taking a bit of a stretch.

The professor soldiered on, explaining how she found PDFs of all articles needed for the course (sweet), how she got them all copies of the movies on her website, and the schedule for the semester.

"Ok, now that the housekeeping is over, I'll put you all into breakout rooms for ice breakers. You’ll be in a room with one or two other students. Tell each other your name, major, why you're taking the class, and a fun fact about yourself. You'll introduce each other to the rest of the class in 5 minutes."

Sokka sighed, having hoped that at least one professor would forgo icebreakers considering the online format for the class. No dice. He clicked on the breakout room pop-up and anxiously waited for the other person to join the group, looking at his camera in the meantime. It was only then did he realize he’d been sitting in class for half an hour with his ponytail all askew. He tugged out the ponytail holder, shaking his hair out and pulling it back up so the sides he’d shaven himself were on display.

He looked up and a second person had silently joined the breakout room. Sokka immediately recognized him as one of the students who initially caught his eye. He wasn't conventionally attractive, with the massive scar covering the left side of his face, but he was certainly striking, with his floppy black hair and short-sleeve button-up shirt. It must’ve been a trick of the light in his room, but it looked like he was blushing.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t see you there.”

“I-It’s okay,” the other guy said, seeming a little bit distracted.

Sokka could guess he wasn’t a fan of being online, so he continued, "Ok, then I'll start. I'm Sokka, junior mechanical engineering major. This is the last elective I need, but really it was the only one available that wasn't too advanced. My fun fact is I invented submarines."

That seemed to snap the other guy out of his reverie. "I... what?"

"Well I thought I did. I had these whole schematics for underwater cars with telescopes sticking out from the top to look for ships, but then my uncle Bato brought me a book about submarines for Christmas and I cried for two days."

The other guy was silent.

Sokka grinned, "I was 4."

"Oh! I thought you were just weird." He said, before clapping a hand over his mouth. "No wait! I mean-"

"Nah, don't sweat it dude, that's why I tell that story the way I do, for the punchline! Don’t worry about it.

“Oh, okay.”

“Your turn!"

"Uh, well my name is Zuko Sozin, I'm a senior English major with creative writing and theater minors. I’m also taking this for an elective and my fun fact is… I hate fun facts"

He snorted, "Fair, but come on, you gotta give me more than that."

"Um... I’ve trained with swords?”

Sokka gasped. “Do you have them with you?”

“Yes?”

“Show me!”

Zuko’s camera shuddered as he moved his laptop to point at to another wall of the room to show two swords with curved blades leaning against the wall.

“That’s so cool!”

“Thanks, they’re dao swords.”

And then Sokka leaned back and watched Zuko go into the history of dao swords, how they were traditionally used, and how long he’d been learning them. It was like any awkwardness had left Zuko’s body and was replaced with this confidence as he went on about this topic that he clearly loved. It was endearing. As someone who frequently would break out into an enthusiastic TedTalk about what he was doing in his engineering classes, Sokka loved hearing about other people’s passions.

Then, as Zuko was explaining how dual-wielding was much harder than using a single sword, the pop up informing them they would be put back in the main Zoom call in a minute appeared.

“Oh, wow,” Sokka said, “time sure does fly, huh?”

Zuko blinked, “What-? Oh, sorry, I totally took up all of the time.”

“It’s fine! It was really interesting!”

A small smile appeared on Zuko’s face, “Really?”

“Yeah, I only recently started training with a sword.”

That spar returned to Zuko’s eyes, “Oh really? What-”

But then the video cut out and was replaced with a loading screen. Sokka cursed under his breath as he was put back into the larger Zoom call with all the other students in it.

The professor’s video lit up, “Okay, settle down everyone. Now, which group wants to go first?”

While the first group went, Sokka made the split-second decision to start typing in the chat. After double and then triple checking that he was only messaging Zuko, he hit enter.

hey, i know this is kind of forward, but I can talk more about my sword training after class, if you want? here’s my number xxx-xxx-xxxx

Sokka tried to focus on the icebreakers after, but his eyes kept straying to the chat. He and Zuko got through their ice breakers just fine, and Sokka’s fun fact got equal amounts of confused faces and laughs, which was his intention.

And then he was caught up in taking notes on the professor’s explanation of the homework for the next class and then the Zoom call was over. It was only afterwards, as he was replacing the piece of tape over the camera, did he realize he never got a response from Zuko.

He tried to tamp down his disappointment. He had come off pretty strong, he shouldn’t take it personally.

He had a couple of hours until his next class, so he pulled his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it. He learned the hard way last semester to keep it on silent, and so he scrolled through Aang’s frantic apology texts over letting Appa get in the room, Hakoda wishing him luck for the semester, and Suki confirming their movie night after her afternoon class. He surprised that in between those texts, there was an unknown number from a couple of minutes ago.

Hey, Zuko here.

Sokka felt his heart stutter and a grin spread across his face as he typed out his reply.

hey! my last class of the day ends at 2, if you want to talk then?

He barely made it into the kitchen before he got a reply.

Sounds good.

Sokka couldn’t get rid of his grin as he typed out Zuko’s name into his contact.

Maybe there were some upsides to online classes.

[ddaengyoonmin]

Part 2

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Warnings: attempted kidnapping, swearing, mentions of a knife,

Genre: idol!au, witches/wizards!au, royalty!au, (slightly one sided?soulmate!au...that’s all I can say without spoiling later chapters) Fluff, Angst, future smut.

Summary: Jimin has waited quite a lifetime to find his soulmate. He didn’t expect to find her at one of her concerts, and certainly didn’t expect her to be such a big Jungkook fan.

(Again: Thank you @heyitsayjayy for being such an amazing beta reader and friend 😭❤️ also another big thank you to @heyitsayjayy and @kingsuckjin for helping me brainstorm ideas for this)

Tag list: @superwholock36 @otomehideout-indecentconfessions

“Hey...You get the money though” A was trying to comfort you and doing quite a poor job of it. 

“Money doesn’t make this better A!” You sobbed into your pillow.  “That was the most humiliating thing I’d ever done in my life.  The way he looked at me...” You let out a small scream into the soft fabric. 

“I’m sorry y/n.  You don’t have to get so worked up about this though.” She spoke snobbily.  She sat  down next to you on the fluffy pink comforter on top of the bed that you lied on.  

“Get out.  I’m so sick of you always forcing me to do stuff like this for your entertainment.  Just cuz you have the money. And you know that I need it so badly? What kind of friend does that?  Are you having fun right now?” You snapped loudly. 

“Geeze y/n.  What the fuck.”A  huffed and walked to the door of your room. “You’re so lame.  I was getting bored of you anyway.” She shrugged and strutted out, slamming your house door on the way out.  

You released an unrestricted scream into the pillow.  This was hands down one of the worst days of your life.  The concert was ruined.  Your friendship was ruined. And-

You suddenly sat up and cocked your head to the side.  There was a soft mewing sounding outside, it sounded close. 

You stood up shakily and half wiped the tears from your eyes.  

The mewing continued, followed by a scratching noise, all originating from your front door. 

You opened up the door and looked down to see a small cream colored cat with beautifully groomed long fur.  

“Hi there buddy? What are you doing outside my door?” You chuckled lightly wiping the remainder of the wetness from your cheeks. 

The little cat scampered into your house and sat down, licking its paws like it was right at home. 

“Oh? Go ahead and make yourself comfortable I guess” You giggled, “Won’t someone be missing a pretty thing like you?”  You walked over and crouched down, petting its head as it leaned into your fingers, letting out a loud rumbling purr as you did. 

“I suppose you can stay here for the night if you’d like?” you scratched the cat under its chin and it let out an excited meow as if it could understand what you were saying. 

You went and grabbed a small, blue, plastic bowl from your kitchen cabinet and filled it with water, leaving it for the cat and shrugging at the weird moment.  ‘I guess I have a cat now’ You chuckled to yourself. 

You started to walk back to your room to go to bed, exhausted from the hellish day you’d just had. 

You heard the pitter-patter of little feet scampering to follow you.  You turned around and the cat was right on your heels.  It cocked its head to the side and let out another cute and tiny mew. 

“Well, I don’t see why you can’t join me.” You waved your hand, motioning for it to follow you into the room, and it did.  Close on your heels and then jumping onto your bed after you.  

You got settled in under the sheets and the cat curled up right next to your pillow, cutely resting its head on its front paws and letting out a series of purrs as you brought your hand to scratch it’s head once again.   

“I needed this tonight.  It’s been a rough day.  Thanks for not making me go through this alone” you whispered to the cat as its eyes fell heavy. “You don’t have fleas do you?” you added in an even softer whisper. 

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When you woke up you rolled over to check your phone and see if A had texted or called to apologize, you’d completely turned off your phone after the concert.  Nervous you’d get a call from Big Hit to give you a restraining order, it wasn’t something you felt you could handle in that  moment with the wounds still fresh. 

The cat was still sound asleep next to you, its long fur blowing majestically due to your ceiling fan. 

“Hey kitty kitty” your hoarse morning voice croaked out. 

You grabbed your phone off he nightside table.  Your heart sunk when you saw a text from an unknown number.  ‘Well here's the restraining order’ you thought. 

But instead it read something much different. 

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Hi, y/n.  This is Jimin...you know from BTS?  You left your number for Jungkook and I was wondering if you wanted to meet up with me some time to talk over some things.  Just say the word and I’ll send the limo over ;)   

Sincerely, 

   Cutie Sexy Lovely 

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What the hell?  What kind of prank was this? 

Jungkook must’ve tossed your number after the concert and some fan had picked it up and decided to mess with you.  You were NOT having that after the night you’d had. 

“Hey kitty, I think I’m gonna go pick you up some food and toys today.  If you really feel like sticking around you might as well feel at home huh?” You smiled as the cat rolled over onto its back and stretched. 

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The cat stayed with you for a few more days, and you’d taken to calling it Jellybean.  You even got it a little collar with its name on it.  It was a bit soon, and for all you knew it was someone else’s cat.  But, it was the perfect thing to take your mind off the loneliness of your best friend calling it quits with you. 

You’d heard BTS had decided to go on their first official break. You knew it had nothing to do with you but you couldn’t help but wonder about how sudden it was, and the timing of it happening the night after that concert.

During those days you’d gotten at least three more texts from that number claiming to be Jimin asking if you’d gotten the previous one.

After a week of Jellybean coming to live with you another text came in. 

--

‘Can I call you?’

--

You finally had enough with the prank texter and decided to reply.  You were curled up in bed in your sleep dress.  More like a far too big for yourself gray t-shirt that you liked to pass off as a nightgown.  You were the only one who saw yourself in it anyways. 

Jellybean was laying down by your feet relaxed and sleeping after a long day of doing the same exact thing in many other places around the house. 

Your fingers hit the letters on your phone screen roughly as you replied. 

--

‘I’ve had enough of this.  I’m pretty sure I know how you got my number but the jokes getting old.  I know you aren’t Jimin. Haha, very funny.  Jokes over now.  Please stop texting me’

--

You sighed and set your phone on your nightstand only for it to instantly buzz. 

They just would not let up with this prank. 

--

‘If you let me call you I can prove that it’s me.  You know my voice right? What if I sang you a song you’ve never heard before.  Then would you believe me?’

--

While part of you was quite curious to see how the prank texter would pull that off, you decided to just once again ignore this person with too much time on their hands. 

You started to fall asleep, while staring at the poster of Jungkook still hanging on your wall.  Pretending that he had never said those things.  Knowing you could never explain it to him, but wishing you could, or that you could take it all back. 

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“This is her right?” a whispering voice sounded out in the dark. 

“Y/n, y/l/n.  This is the address for her.” a second voice answered.  

You were woken by a loud hissing from Jellybean. 

“Fuck.  Its that fucking cat!” A hooded figure was standing in the corner of your room yelling down at Jellybean who was tearing at the cloak attempting to attack. 

“God damnit.  She’s awake! I didn’t know the goddamn cat would be here.  Of COURSE they sent him.” Figure two yelled out. “Get her now and shake that annoying thing off of you” 

You felt like you wanted to scream but you couldn’t get the sound out.  Your throat burned and felt dry.  Your body was frozen and you felt an ice cold chill run down your spine.  You’d had a nightmare like this a few times.  But this seemed much more real. 

One of the hooded figures reached out to grab you, attempting to lift you off the bed. 

The chill running down your spine started to turn into a fiery flame of fear. 

You wanted to scream out NO! It rang out in your head on repeat.  You clenched your eyes shut wondering what in the world these people wanted with you, or what they planned on doing to you. 

At that moment something like a bolt of electricity seemed to light up the room.  Figure one dropped you onto the bed and let out a loud shriek. 

“She’s…” Figure two muttered. “We’ve gotta get out of here.  We weren’t prepared for this. Fuck.  No one told me she was a...HEY get ahold of yourself”

Figure one was huddled in the corner rubbing their hands up and down their arms and wailing. 

“Lets go” figure two hissed, grabbing figure one by the hand.  Almost instantly they had disappeared in a puff of smoke. 

‘What...the actual fuck’ your eyes were stuck wide and terrified.  You felt yourself regaining movement and you shot up out of bed to go grab Jellybean.  But you couldn’t find your companion cat anywhere.  You were now worried that those fuckers scared it off, or worse…

You searched everywhere around the house, double checking all of your windows and doors, making sure they were locked as you went on your way. 

“Jellybean, the scary people are gone come get your treats!” you called out shaking a bag of the salmon treats Jellybean had loved best. 

What the hell was that electricity that made the kidnapper drop you? Was it you? It couldn’t have been.  You shook away the thought. 

“JELLYBEAN!” you cried out in a sob.  In your panic filled state you realize that maybe you should be calling the police instead of looking for your cat.  Yet, Jellybeans disappearance was much more on the top of your list at the moment.  You’d report this once your cat was safe and sound. 

After a few more minutes of crying and searching, a knock sounded out on the door. 

You froze in place.  Were they back? More prepared now to finish the job? Whatever that was…

You slowly tried to move your feet towards the door.  A few more knocks and loud shouts were on the other side of the door.  

You grabbed a kitchen knife on your way, holding it out in front of your body as you swung open the door. Closing your eyes you started wildly slashing the knife around. 

“WOAH!” yelled a voice

“Hey no no no.  We aren’t here to hurt you y/n” A familiar voice spoke calmly.  Actually the first voice was familiar as well. 

You opened your eyes to see seven men in matching black hoodies and masks over their mouth and nose standing before you. 

It was them…

[angelofthequeers]

Hold Me By Both Hands: Chapter 44

Disclaimer: I don’t own ML.

I had...way too much fun thinking of ice cream flavours. And thanks to the others in one of the Discords I'm in for being just as enthusiastic about fictional soul ice cream as I am XD

@smolplantmum tagged as requested :)

Chapter 43 | Chapter 45 | AO3 link

Although Marinette and Juleka are friends, they’ve really only ever hung out in the context of girl squad stuff or Kitty Section business. That’s why, when Juleka arrives early on the windy Saturday designated Girl Hangout Time and suggests that the two of them eat and chat while they wait for the rest of the group to show up, it takes Marinette a few moments to regain her wits and accept the surprise lunch invitation.

“I wish I’d worn the denim skirt,” Juleka grumbles as she pins her purple plaid skirt down, then realises that she can’t open the bakery doors at the same time, especially with her ponytail blowing in her face. Marinette just laughs and pushes the doors open.

“At least you’re wearing leggings,” she says. Juleka snorts.

“Yeah. Last thing I need is some creepy guy trying to get a peek.”

While Juleka heads on up to the living room, Marinette ducks into the bakery kitchen to grab a plate and a few croissants and other pastries baked yesterday that are either going to end up as Dupain-Cheng leftovers or donated goods or rubbish. Then she follows Juleka upstairs with her prize, and Juleka’s eyes light up at the sight of the plate of goodies.

“Admit it,” Marinette says with a teasing grin. “You just wanted free treats.”

“Well, I won’t say no…” Juleka says and snags a moon cake. “But I actually wanted to talk to you.”

“About what?” Marinette says, sitting on the couch next to Juleka.

“About you and Adrien and my brother.”

“Oh.” Marinette sags. “I’m sorry. Did you have to find out through Instagram?”

“No, no,” Juleka says. “He told me before Adrien posted that picture of you three and Kagami. I just…look, I don’t really know anything about polyamory even though I looked it up, and I guess…I guess I just want to be sure that my brother’s not gonna get hurt from this.”

“We’d never hurt your brother!”

“I know, I know. I trust you. It’s just…hard to process, with how long you’ve been chasing after Adrien. And you’re with Chat Noir and Kagami, even if the Chat Noir thing’s being kept under wraps. I don’t know how your dynamic works, and I’m not gonna pry when it’s not my business. You’re my friend, but Luka’s my brother, and I guess I just want to say…don’t break his heart, Marinette. Luka’s always been so empathetic, and he always wears his heart on his sleeve, even if he’s a chill guy. I know he could handle a normal break-up, but this dynamic he’s in? I don’t want to see him get hurt by multiple people.”

“Juleka.” Marinette reaches over to take Juleka’s hand and squeeze. “I promise I’ll never knowingly hurt Luka. We’re gonna try our best to be open about stuff and not keep secrets and tiptoe around each other.”

Juleka gives a soft smile at that, then leans in to pull Marinette into a hug. “Thanks, Marinette,” she says. “You’re a good person. And a good friend. I still haven’t forgotten what you did for me after I was akumatised. You broke my class photo curse.”

Marinette just smiles and pats Juleka on the back before pulling away. “It really wasn’t any trouble, Juleka. Someone had to stand up to Chloé.”

“Well, it means a lot to me,” Juleka says. “So, um…thanks.”

“Girls! Are we doing this or what?” Alya’s voice hollers up the stairs. Marinette squeals and nearly upends the plate of pastries, and it’s only Juleka’s lightning reflexes in catching the plate that prevent a crumby catastrophe from occurring on the living room floor.

“Damn my parents for telling them we were up here,” Marinette exhales, resting a hand over her heart. “That scared the crap out of me.”

The two of them join Alya, Rose, Mylène, Alix, Kagami, and Lila downstairs and then the group heads out to track down André’s ice cream cart based on the photo of a yellowish stone column that’s been posted. As they walk, Lila fills the silence by regaling them with tales of the time she’d supposedly met Bianca Torta, leaving Marinette, Alya, and Kagami to roll their eyes at each other as Lila talks.

“…and she said that I simply had to join her show!” Lila says. “She said that I had the most potential she’d ever seen! That Italian blood in us, you know. But of course, since my mother’s a diplomat and we travel a lot, I just couldn’t commit myself to a reality show. And I didn’t think it would be fair to the other contestants, since baking is their passion, not mine.”

“Maybe you and Marinette could bake together one day!” Rose says. Marinette, who’s using her hand to mouth along with Lila’s story while Alya and Kagami giggle behind their hands, hastens to school her features into the epitome of innocence before Rose, Juleka, Mylène, Alix, or Lila can see.

“Yes, maybe!” Lila says and links arms with Marinette. “I daresay we could teach each other a few tricks! If it’s okay, of course, I wouldn’t want to overstep my boundaries and accidentally insult your parents’ bakery…”

“Oh, of course not!” Marinette chirps. “It’d be a great bonding experience! I’d love to learn from someone with as much potential as you!”

There’s no way this baking day’s actually going to happen. Not unless Lila miraculously becomes a master pâtissier overnight. But even though this might make Marinette a wee bit of a petty person, it’s just so satisfying to see how far Lila’s willing to go to preserve her lies, like how she’s beaming with her mouth right now, but her eyes are anything but amused.

Honestly, how do people fall for these tales?

“Of course, Marinette,” Lila says sweetly. “Anything for a friend.”

“As fascinating as your story is,” Kagami says, “does anyone have any idea of where André could be? That’s why we’re walking around Paris, isn’t it?”

Thank god for Kagami, Marinette thinks, slipping her hand into Kagami’s and lacing their fingers, while the other girls immediately turn from Lila’s Torta story to trying to figure out André’s hint. For a split second, Lila’s face is nothing but sourness, but then her sweet smile is back and she’s joining Alix, Mylène, Rose, and Juleka to try and decipher the hint.

“Honestly, if it wasn’t so funny watching her try and keep her stories straight, I’d have called her out ages ago,” Alya mutters to Marinette and Kagami.

“I do feel bad for letting her lie to our friends like this…” Marinette says. “I hate liars.”

“But there’s no point in making yourself look like the bad guy when her lies aren’t currently hurting anyone,” Kagami says. “I mean, the most that would happen are some broken hearts, but she hasn’t actively gone out of her way to harm anyone, has she? Apart from what she did to Adrien, but she’s apologised for that, so no one would want to hear anything against her. You’d just be shooting yourself in the foot by bringing that up.”

“Then again,” Marinette sighs, “if she does move on to the big stuff, good luck trying to break her influence when she’s got her claws in so deep. Maybe we should’ve called her out before now…”

“Of course!” Mylène says. “The Trocadéro! Come on, before we lose him!”

The eight of them take off running down the busy Parisian street, towards the Eiffel Tower and the Trocadéro before they can lose André. Thankfully, his cart is stationed right in the middle of the square when they reach the top of the stairs and pause to pant and gasp for breath.

“C’mon!” Alya’s the first one to start bounding down the stairs, closely followed by Marinette, Kagami, Alix, and then the rest of the girls. André’s eyes light up when he catches sight of them.

“Ah, girls!” he cries and spreads his arms wide. “Bonjour and bienvenue! What can André get for you?”

“Hi, André!” the girls chorus. Rose and Juleka grab each other’s hands and bounce on the spot, and André’s eyes light up at the sight and begins to assemble their ice creams.

“Ah, a love so sweet I could cry! Squid ink, lavender, and strawberry to try!” He hands the ice cream to Rose, who giggles and accepts it while snuggling into Juleka’s side.

“Squid ink?” Juleka says, raising her eyebrows at the scoop of black ice cream.

“It doesn’t sound like it, but it’s surprisingly tasty,” Kagami says. “I tried it when Mother and I visited South Korea a few years ago.”

“I love trying new things!” Rose trills. She scoops out a little of the squid ink and holds it out for Juleka to taste, and Juleka lets out a small hum after cleaning the spoon of ice cream.

“Actually…you’re right,” Juleka admits. “That’s pretty good. It’s sweeter than I thought it would be.”

“Also, that feeding each other thing is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen, but I might actually be sick,” Alix says.

“Oh, do not pretend that your heart has no one!” André says. “André can see someone who will bring you much fun!”

“Really,” Alix scoffs. “Good luck with that.”

André’s eyes just twinkle as he starts to assemble Alix’s ice cream. “A stinger she has and a lot of zest, so André gives you honey for a queen hard to impress! Bubble-gum for her eyes of the sky as well, and bitter dark chocolate with a trace of caramel! Do not worry, my dear, for you two will transcend physical love when at last you realise!”

“Who the hell?” Alix blinks as she accepts the yellow, blue, and dark brown ice cream. “Okay, uh, thanks for realising that I’m gay and ace, but you’ve gotta be kidding me if you think I’m crushing on anyone.”

“How about you go fuck yourself, Bourgeois?”

“Eat my entire arse, Kubdel.”

Marinette bites down on her lip to prevent her laughter from bubbling out at the realisation of just who Alix’s mystery girl could be. She shoots a look at Alya and pretends to toss her hair, and Alya’s eyes widen to the size of saucers when she too realises the implication of Alix’s ice cream.

“What’s so funny, you two?” Alix says, grumpily shoving some chocolate-caramel ice cream into her mouth.

“Nothing!” Marinette and Alya sing. Alix just raises an eyebrow but thankfully doesn’t push it.

“How about –”

“Marinette and Kagami next!” Mylène pushes Marinette and Kagami forward, unintentionally cutting off Lila. André’s eyes twinkle at the sight.

“Ah, two young ladies with so much love on display!” he says. “But André will stick to the flavours of you sweet girls for today!”

“That’s okay, André,” Marinette says with a smile. “I’m just glad you can see all four of us!”

André beams and starts to scoop out a couples’ ice cream for her and Kagami. “Blackberry for their hair and cinnamon for their sweet but spicy stares! Topped off with delicious dragonfruit for the raw passion that they suit!”

“Wow, you two look scrumptious,” Alya grins as Marinette accepts the ice cream. Marinette rolls her eyes but before she can shoot Alya a snarky response, Kagami silences her rather effectively with a little spoon of bright pink dragonfruit ice cream.

“Oh no, it stained your mouth,” Kagami grins, then leans in and presses her lips to Marinette’s, her tongue darting out to swipe across Marinette’s mouth in pursuit of the sweet dragonfruit stain. Marinette’s pretty sure that her face is the colour of that ice cream when Kagami pulls away, judging by the heat that’s flooded her cheeks.

“Okay, I was wrong,” Alix says. “Rose and Juleka aren’t the most sickeningly sweet couple. You two are.”

“Aww, but now I feel left out,” quips a voice from behind Marinette and Kagami. Their faces light up when they whirl around and find Adrien behind them, his green eyes twinkling as he zeroes in on the ice cream that Marinette’s clutching.

“Adrien!” Marinette carefully hands the ice cream to Kagami so that she can grab Adrien’s hands and stand on her tiptoes to kiss him. Around them, the girls all aww at the sight, except for Lila and Kagami.

“This is a girls’ day, Agreste,” Kagami says dryly when Adrien and Marinette separate, but she still hands the ice cream back to Marinette so that she can kiss Adrien as well. “You can make out with us any other time.”

“Yeah!” Alya crosses her arms. “Get out of here, Adrien!”

“I just came for some ice cream!” Adrien says, holding his hands up. “I didn’t know you girls would be here!”

“Well, take your ice cream far, far away,” Juleka says. “Maybe go share it with Luka.”

“Oooh,” the other girls coo as Adrien’s cheeks pinken.

“But of course, young man!” André sings and starts to make an ice cream for Adrien. “Mint for your gaze and blackberry for both you and the boy who brings happiness for days! And vanilla with raspberry swirl for the girls so dear to your heart! Eat this, young man, and your love will never fall apart!”

“Wow, that’s really what our four-way ice cream looks like?” Marinette giggles as Adrien takes the green, purplish, and white-and-red ice cream.

“Red, white, and green?” Lila laughs, tilting her head and smiling coyly while sidling up next to Adrien. “Those are the Italian colours! Maybe your ice cream’s telling you something, Adrien!”

“Italian colours?” Adrien squints at his ice cream. “No, I don’t think so. I can tell who’s represented by each ice cream flavour.”

“Adrien explicitly stated in his video that our relationship is not open to requests to join,” Kagami says icily. “Perhaps you should respect that. If any of us want to pursue a relationship with another person, we’ll sit down and talk about it together, and none of us have discussed you as a possibility. But then again, if you can’t respect that boundary…”

“Kagami!” Rose gasps as Lila begins to cry. Really, though, one close look at Lila shows that her cheeks aren’t even damp from how much she’s sobbing, so Marinette’s not entirely sure what’s going on here. “You don’t have to be so mean to Lila for making a joke!”

“I wasn’t being mean,” Kagami says. “I was reinforcing our boundaries, which is critical for any relationship, especially a polyamorous one. Adrien outright said that he didn’t want people to request to join our polycule, yet Lila disrespected that boundary. Even monogamous relationships can’t work without respect.”

“Kagami’s right,” Adrien says, scratching the back of his neck. “I mean, jokes are fine, but…Lila did ask me out a few months ago, so I can’t be sure if it’s a joke or if she’s really trying to ask to join. I’m sorry, but none of us are looking for any more relationships at the moment. Um, right? Sorry, Marinette, I didn’t mean to speak for you –”

“No, you’re right,” Marinette says.

“It’s okay,” Lila sniffles and wipes her eyes. “I understand. I’m sorry for overstepping my boundaries. I just won’t try to joke with my friends anymore.”

Marinette resists the overwhelming urge to roll her eyes as Juleka, Rose, Mylène, and Alix rush to comfort Lila.

“I guess it’s just due to my autism,” Lila sighs. “I’ve never known what’s inappropriate. Please, do forgive me if I make any of you uncomfortable…”

Marinette’s eye twitches, and the only reason she doesn’t go off on a tirade is due to Adrien grabbing her hand and squeezing. Noticing that Kagami’s in much the same state, Marinette repeats this gesture with her to ground her.

How dare Lila? Lies about knowing celebrities? Sure, whatever. But lying about something like this? Doesn’t she know how many hoops Marinette’s had to jump through just to have her autism officially recognised after knowing she was autistic for months? How Marinette still struggles with getting support because she’s “normal enough”? And yet…here Lila is, just whipping it out like it’s a tragic backstory, and they can’t just say that she’s lying about this because then they’re shitting on self-diagnosed people –

“Autism isn’t an excuse,” Marinette says coldly. “If I accidentally make someone uncomfortable, I apologise and promise to try and not to do it again. We don’t get to act like we shouldn’t be held accountable for our actions.”

“Marinette’s right,” Kagami says. “Consider this a lesson from fellow autistics. Yes, we might struggle to realise when something’s inappropriate, but we don’t cry and act like we should be excused from being held accountable. It’s an explanation, not an excuse.”

“You two have autism as well?” Lila gasps. Marinette’s eye once more twitches, this time at the “have autism” phrasing. “I thought you would have my back, then! That there would be solidarity between us!”

“That’s not how this works!” Marinette would’ve thrown her hands in the air if they hadn’t been occupied. “That’s not how any of this works!”

“If anything, we’re best-suited to calling you out, instead of someone who doesn’t have first-hand understanding and doesn’t know what it’s like to be autistic,” Kagami says. “Now you know that it’s inappropriate to joke about joining our relationship. The correct course of action is to apologise and then not do it again, not to centre yourself because you were called out.”

“And you’re a liar,” Alya just has to say. Lila gasps.

“What? But I don’t – how could you – I thought you liked me!”

“You lied to me about being Ladybug’s best friend,” Alya says. “Like, come on, why would Ladybug be friends with someone who only just got to Paris? And why would she be friends with a random civilian when she’s a superhero? She knows that could paint a target on their backs for Hawkmoth.”

“Wow, Alya, just because Ladybug didn’t call you her best friend,” Alix scoffs.

“You think that’s what this is about?” Alya stamps her foot. “I happily recorded that interview, so why would I be jealous if I thought it was true? She’s lying!”

“We thought you were just nervous at first,” Marinette says. Okay, so she’d rather stay out of this, but if Alya’s insisting on jumping in and having this confrontation, there’s no way she’s going to leave her best friend in the lurch. “That you just wanted to fit in. But every time someone looks like they’re going to call you out, you pretend to cry so that people will side with you!”

“Like when you were akumatised,” Adrien says. “I let that go because I didn’t want to cause a fuss. But there was no “boy from Italy”. You were upset at being turned down, so you tried to make me look like a predator and then took it back just to show me that you could. You could’ve ruined my life, Lila, just because I said no!”

“You guys have issues,” Mylène says with wide eyes.

“For you, young miss!” André thrusts an ice cream at Alya. “Coconut, banana, and a hint of passionfruit, for the love between your young man and you!”

But even André’s desperate attempt to salvage the mood is fruitless. The standoff between both sides continues, with Marinette, Alya, and Kagami on one side and Juleka, Rose, Mylène, and Alix on the other, while Adrien is stick in the middle and resembling a deer caught in headlights. The standoff only ends when a low voice chuckles, “Of course, Hawkmoth,” and everyone whips around to catch Lila being enveloped in purple-black bubbles.

“Akuma!” Mylène gasps. Marinette, Kagami, and Adrien start to back away, to try and escape and transform, but they’re unable to get away before Lila’s transformation finishes and she’s pinning them to the spot with blood red eyes.

“I am Sanguisuga,” Lila hisses. It’s really not hard to guess her theme, judging by the bluish pallor to her skin, her jet-black hair, the fangs protruding from her upper lip, the short red and black cape, and the gothic black dress with long, lacy sleeves and a layered skirt that’s short at the front and falls to her ankles at the back, revealing spiky black boots and blue-tinged legs.

“Not fair,” Juleka says. “Why does Lila get the cool vampire akuma theme and I get some hideous bubble-gum dress?”

“No, Lila!” Rose says. “You don’t need Hawkmoth! We can sort this out together!”

“Oh, Rose,” Sanguisuga tuts. “Sweet little Rose, always so bright and cheerful. I wonder how much energy you have to give me!”

Before anyone can react, Sanguisuga’s hand has whipped out to grab Rose around the wrist. The black bracelet that Sanguisuga’s wearing starts to glow purple, and Rose gasps and collapses as she too glows purple, held up only by the vice-like grip that Sanguisuga has on her wrist.

“Rose! No!” Juleka grabs Rose and yanks her away from Sanguisuga, but the damage is done, and a bluish, hollow-faced Rose won’t wake up from her moaning, fitful slumber. Mylène shrieks and jumps away with Alix, but the bystanders watching what’s going on are frozen. Before any of them can react, Sanguisuga’s also drained another three people of energy and they topple to the ground like Rose. This kicks the other bystanders into action and makes them scream and start to flee.

“Thanks for your energy, everyone,” Sanguisuga grins, licking her lips. “Now you can – just where are you three going?” She jabs a finger at Marinette, Kagami, and Adrien. “None of you are leaving! And where is that insufferable Ladyblogger?”

“Look, I get it, you’re annoyed.” Rena Rouge leaps down from a tree and lands in front of Sanguisuga with crossed arms. “But taking it out on them just ‘cause you were rejected –”

“Oh, no, it’s so much more than that.” Sanguisuga’s scarlet eyes gleam. “I wonder if Marinette and Kagami know about Adrien’s secret.”

“Secret?” Marinette says, praying to every deity above that Sanguisuga’s not implying what she thinks. “What do you mean?”

“So, you don’t know!” Sanguisuga says. “Well, Adrien, why don’t you tell your friends your little secret, then?”

“I – what secret?” A chalk-white Adrien tries to laugh it off, but he’s not fooling anyone. Sanguisuga’s crimson lips curve into a wicked smile.

“That’s okay,” she says. “I’ll help you out, Adrien. Or should I say…Chat Noir?”

[puckrmn]

A Bet Is A Bet || Padison

tagging: @thepuckrmn & @doveportmaddie

location: Breakers Diner

time frame: March 4th, evening

notes: puck makes good on his lost bet

warnings: don’t read if you’re a fan of dipping chicken tenders in bbq sauce

Madison looked around the restaurant as she stood in the entryway. Despite the extra work of essentially single momming it, there was a freedom in not having anyone at home to answer to, not feeling guilty about going out without him. It was especially nice when the person she was having dinner with was Puck. Ben would have never believe it was a dinner between friends, even if he witnessed it with his own eyes. Spotting Puck in the corner, Madison weaved her way between tables, mindful of the baby carrier, to join him. “Is it bad that I’m surprised you beat me here?” she asked teasingly.

Puck scrolled through his phone as he waited for Madison to show up at the diner. He was bummed he lost the bet, but happy that Madison was still holding strong when it came to Ben. Hearing her voice, he looked up from his phone and smirked. “I’m starving,” he said as he stood up to greet her. “About time you showed up.” Chuckling, Puck leaned over to press a kiss on her cheek. He waited for them to settle into their seats before sitting back down. “How’s it going? Freedom treating you well? Lil mans getting big,” he added as he nodded towards Gabe.

"We are barely even late," she insisted as she settled into the seat opposite him. "But you're right, you're clearly wasting away to nothing, so I should have been more timely." Madison shrugged out of her jacket and glanced from Puck to her son and back again. "Things are good. Freedom is... good, mostly. A little strange sometimes," she admitted. "I'm trying to figure out how to keep him little forever. But starving him is apparently illegal, so he just keeps growing."

“When it comes to food…even a minute late is hella late,” he joked as he patted his stomach. “You look good. Break up seems to be working for you.” He waved the waiter over so they could order their drinks. Once they were done, he faced Madison once more. “Has he been giving you a hard time?” Puck knew how stubborn Ben could be and had watched Peyton struggle with him over Lexi. “I could punch him again if you needed me too. I don’t mind.” Reaching over, he placed his hand on hers for a moment. “I know you and I aren’t like…the same anymore but I’m still the kid’s half-uncle and will help out if you need anything…including punching Ben.”

Madison rolled her eyes playfully at his offer to punch Ben. "He's... fine, I guess. He comes over in the morning when I leave for work and gets Gabe ready for daycare. I'm pretty much guaranteed a babysitter whenever I want one. I feel like as long as I let him see him, he's not really fighting anything. So no, you don't need to punch him on my behalf," she rattled off, chuckling a little. Her smile softened at his sentiment, and she nodded at it. "We're... friends," Madison reasoned tentatively, "but if you want to keep losing bets and buying us dinner, that's plenty of help."

“That’s good. Hope he doesn’t pull a Ben and do something stupid.” Crossing his arms over his chest, he leaned back in the seat and smirked as he looked at her. “We’re not friends. I don’t do friends.” His smirk grew wider after the statement. Puck nodded at the server who placed their drinks in front of them. Taking a sip of his beer, he flipped over the menu. “What are you feeling for food? Their cheeseburgers are bomb. Fleetwood on solid food yet?”

“Give it time,” she pointed out. Talking Ben down from something stupid was how she’d spent her last few months. She knew it was a matter of when not if. Madison shook her head at his resistance to call her his friend. She’d win him over on it. “Really. Mr I’ve been in town for less than a year is gonna make recommendations to a townie?” she teased. “You’re right though, best cheeseburgers in town, and may have been how I survived the aftermath of partying with Kitty in college. But I think it’s a chicken tenders and fries kinda night. You get to save money on him. Still on a liquid diet. But give it a year or so and you can buy baby’s first burger.” Her fingers traced the rim of her glass before taking a drink, pausing their conversation again to get a food order in. “So what about you? How’s the shop? Life? All that?”

Puck chuckled. “I’m trying to pretend like I belong here. And it’s actually officially been a year thank you very much,” he added with a smirk. “Chicken tenders are usually a good choice though. Depending on what kinda dipping sauce you pick. I will judge you if you’re a bbq sauce girl.” He glanced at Gabe for a moment and smiled softly. “Can I venmo you for the kids first burger? Doubt I’m gonna be here in a year.” He settled into his seat with his beer after ordering. Shrugging at her questions, he took a sip. “Shop’s good. Shit’s a little slow now but it’ll pick up as the weather warms up. I’m…alright I guess,” he drifted off as he thought about his trip. “Saw my daughter. So now Ben can’t claim I’m trying to steal Lexi,” he forced a laugh before finishing off his beer.

“Look at you, local boy,” Madison said, feigning being impressed. “Bbq is like last resort of dipping sauces, cuz you can’t eat it dry. It’s ranch though, always. Unless you can get really good honey mustard,” she listed off as if it were serious business. Because it was, obviously. “You mean you’re gonna look at that cute little face and deny him your presence for his first burger? Not even gonna come back and visit us, huh?” She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table as she listened to him talk. Starting to make a comment about the shop being slow, she cut herself off when he mentioned his daughter. She only had the faintest of details of the situation and had been told to forget it. While it was, of course, something she hadn’t and couldn’t actually forget, Madison wasn’t sure what to say, where the boundaries laid. “Is that where you were?” she finally asked, “when I thought you skipped town?”

Puck nodded in approval at her choices. “Perfect answer.” He glanced between her face and Gabe’s and shrugged. “I dunno. Guess you two will have to make a trip out to LA.” The silence after his admission made him uncomfortable. He gestured for a new beer from their waiter while trying to avoid eye contact with Madison. Puck slowly nodded his head at her question. “I told Peyton where I was going but that’s it.” His fingers fiddled with the empty pint glass in front of him. His gaze drifting back over to Gabe. “Do you think I’m an asshole? For getting Peyton and Lexi to move to LA with me? Even though I know that means Ben doesn’t get to see his daughter? And I know how much that sucks and I’m still doing it to him?”

“I suppose you’re worth it. I’ve always wanted to see LA anyway,” Madison pointed out. She wanted to ask so many questions, but instead chewed her lip in thought at the ones Puck rattled off. “I don’t think you’re an asshole,” she was quick to assure. “Being across the country from her doesn’t have to mean not seeing her. Seeing less of her, sure. But to be fair, they live in the same little town and he’s not seeing her right now. I don’t think? I dunno. Did you ask her to move to LA to take Lexi away from him? Because if that’s not your motive, there’s nothing wrong with wanting the people you care about in a place that you feel at home.”

Puck ran a hand through his hair as he listened to her talk. “I think she’s starting to let him see her again. You know Peyton. Her hearts too big to keep Lexi away from him.” He took a long sip of his new beer. “No I didn’t talk to her about LA to fuck over Ben. But that doesn’t mean that I’m 100% innocent in all this.” Shrugging, he kept his eyes focused on the beer in front of him. “I don’t want Lexi to end up hating me in the future because I’m the dick who kept her from her dad.”

She nodded a little. She’d told Ben that Peyton would come around on it, that patience would be worth it. And despite anything else going on between them, Madison could be happy for him in that. “I’m pretty sure Lexi is like her mom in just about every way, but especially in the *heart too big* category. Hating you wouldn’t happen.” She ducked her head a little, trying to catch his eye. “Look I’m not gonna lie, being across the country from her dad could suck sometimes. But distance isn’t keeping her from him. Assuming Peyton and Ben come to an agreement on things, they can call and FaceTime and maybe he’ll come visit - which you’ll hate, but let happen for her. It’s different, but it’s not nothing.”

Puck could feel her trying to make eye contact. Sighing, he finally looked up at the girl seated across from him. He knew she was right, but it didn’t make him feel any better about the situation. “Not too late for you, me, and Fleetwood to run off together,” he joked lamely. Puck leaned back to allow the waiter to place their food on the table, his appetite suddenly gone. “Just talk about anything else. Please.”

She huffed a chuckle at the idea of running away and shook her head. After thanking the server, Madison took a bite out of one of her fries as she thought of something else to talk about. "How was Peyton's birthday?" she asked, "I didn't read about any fires today, so I assume the house is still standing?"

He nodded and chuckled. “It was good. I didn’t burn the food or the house down. Got her drunk on pink wine. Let her not have to really worry about anything for a night, ya know?” He shrugged and took a bite of his cheeseburger. Puck glanced down at his left hand and ran his thumb absentmindedly over the P tattoo. “Part of me still doesn’t understand how she wound up with a dude like me…so I feel like I gotta constantly spoil her.”

"Sounds like a good birthday to me," she agreed, "and like you got to keep all the 'man who cooks' sexy points, so good on you. If you weren't gonna be gone by October, I'd put in a request for the same gift." She picked at her food as he spoke, unable to help from rolling her eyes at his last comment. "I don't know the whole how of you two getting together, but it's really not hard to get why she keeps you around. You're a catch, Puck Puckerman."

“I could fly back to cook for you and get you drunk on pink wine. Birthdays are important. Except mine. I don’t celebrate it.” He smirked at his food when she called him a catch. “Ya know, I’d believe that statement if it wasn’t coming from the girl that rejected me so many fucking times that I lost count.” Puck playfully tossed a French fry in her direction. “You’re not too shabby yourself, McCarthy. Ben’s a fucking idiot for messing that up,” he said honestly.

"That's some serious birthday celebration. Most people would just make a Facebook post." Madison's jaw dropped in mock surprise when the fry landed on the table, picking it up and using it to point at him. "Yeah, because you waited until after I was with Ben to offer. You had plenty of time before Ben and instead the only thing you did was buy me a sex toy," she stated, before glancing around. Maybe she shouldn't have declared that quite so loud in a family friendly restaurant. "Not too shabby wins over everyone, obviously."

Puck rolled his eyes at her comment. “You one hundred percent could’ve asked me to help you use it. Just saying.” Leaning over the table, he took a bite of the fry in her hand. “Not too shabby is a pretty big compliment coming from me,” he joked before returning his attention to the food in front of him. He glanced up at her after a few moments. “We should do this more often. Well until you get back together with Ben obviously.”

"I will never understand your logic," she admitted then paused to take a sip of her drink before continuing. "You tell me Ben is the worst, that I'm settling, that I deserve better," Madison listed off, putting her hands up in surrender to imply she wasn't fighting his point. "But then you also think me being with him is an inevitability. But hey, if you wanna keep losing bets and buy me dinner, I won't stop you."

Puck wiped at his face with a napkin and chuckled at her response. He took a sip of his drink before nodding towards the third wheel. “It’s because of the kid. You’d get back together with him because you think that’s best for lil man. It’s why Peyton is slowly caving in. You two are great moms and I respect that.” Shrugging, he reached over and stole one of her French fries. “I wouldn’t mind seeing you more often,” he said with a smirk.

She pushed her plate towards the center of the table, happy to share whatever was left. Glancing at Gabe and then back to Puck, Madison shook her head. “Stay together for the kid is pretty much the worst reason to be in a relationship. It’s better to stay apart and figure out coparenting.” She leaned an elbow onto the table, resting her chin in her hand. “We’ll make this a thing then. I might even let you off cheap next time and just go for nacho fries.”

Puck picked at her remaining fries as she spoke about her relationship with Ben. “I’m surprised he hasn’t like...hired a sky writer to write you an apology yet. You know. One with a million exclamation marks.” He chuckled to himself and finished off his beer. “Are you calling me cheap? Nacho fries are amazing though. Actually it’s all about the cheese sauce. Gotta have the right cheese to hot sauce ratio.” Mimicking her stance, he also leaned forward onto the table and smirked . “You wanna get the hell outta here?”

"Just a million exclamation point, nothing else," she joked along with him. Madison shrugged innocently at his accusation. "Taco Bell was your idea for tonight, after all. If the shoe fits..." She wiped her hands on her napkin before balling it up and tossing it across the table at him. She liked this side of him, of them, light and fun without the weight of secrets. "Yeah sure, I can't keep him out too late anyway."

“I would’ve gotten you fancy Taco Bell,” he joked as he pulled out enough cash to pay for their dinner. He chuckled as he swatted away the napkin she aimed at him. “Then let’s get the fuck out of here.” Standing up, he carefully picked up Gabe’s carrier for her. Puck nodded for her to lead him out of the diner as he carried the baby carrier out. Following her out to her car, he handed her the carrier to get Gabe all situated. Puck placed his hand on the roof of her car, trapping her between him and the vehicle. “So this is the infamous hatchback, huh?” He glanced at the back of the car before returning his gaze to her. “Roomy,” he commented with a smirk. Leaning in, he pressed a kiss to her cheek for a moment. Puck pulled away and turned to leave, throwing deuces over his shoulder. “Catch you later, beautiful.”

[fbwzoo]

You seem to have done a lot of research, so... I have a question, if you don't mind. I'm not sure you'll have an answer and that's fine! But I figure it can't hurt to ask lol I have a cat who's allergic to plastic and ceramic. He has to eat out of metal or glass or he breaks out and his mouth swells. We're trying to find slow feeders/puzzle feeders for him but I'm really struggling to find any non-plastic ones... Right now we're using a metal drink mixing ball in his bowl, but it's too easy

Oooof, yeah, so many of them are made of plastic. :/ I do have a few ideas though!

Do you know if it’d be a problem if he’s batting at something that’s plastic? If you’re up for trying, you could look into the various treat balls that drop one or a few kibble at a time for him to eat. If he’s not getting quite as close of contact from his face touching the plastic & just have to move the ball around to get the food to fall out, maybe that will work?

If that won’t work either, check out the homemade toy options here - http://foodpuzzlesforcats.com/homemade-puzzles A lot are cardboard or paper based, which might work better? They won’t last as long & you’ll have to make new ones periodically, but better than setting off his allergy.

If you feed wet food, you could buy a metal muffin tin! Smush the food down in the cups and he has to work a little bit harder to get the food, especially with it divided into all of the cups. You could also use a metal muffin tin for kibble and just scatter some in each cup - increase the difficulty by placing metal/glass balls over top the kibble so he’s gotta get that out of the way before he can eat it. Similar to your current method, but with everything being smaller & a tighter fit, it increases the difficulty! You could also do things like covering the whole tin with something he’s gotta slide or move out of the way (a box, a book or magazine, etc.) to add one more step to the whole thing.

Another one for wet food is possibly silicone mats that you smear the food out across so they have to work more at licking it? I’m not sure if that’d also set his allergy off though. Something like this - https://www.amazon.com/Hyper-Pet-Boredom-Calming-Companion/dp/B07BJ9HVLG/

I don’t know how easy they are to clean or how hardy they are, as I haven’t gotten any yet. But there are also wooden animal food puzzles that I’ve seen quite a few times when searching, which might be something to try out!

Another idea for kibble is do scatter feeding or snuffle feeders. Scatter feeding is what it sounds like - spread it all out so he has to move around to eat it. You can also do something like multiple small bowls all over the house so he has to find each little snack. You can also scatter kibble among packing paper or in cardboard boxes with packing paper. Snuffle feeders would be scattering kibble in like, a container of cat grass, so he has to search through the grass to find it. You could use a seedling tray to plant a larger area of grass so it’s not in just a little container. You can also make snuffle mats by tying fleece strips through a plastic sink mat, but I’m guessing that could set his allergy off!

And finally, here’s a couple metal/silicone feeders you could try if you haven’t already - 

https://www.amazon.com/NEATER-PET-BRANDS-Stainless-Steel/dp/B07QPBJJV1/

https://www.amazon.com/KEKS-Dog-Bowls-Slow-Feeder/dp/B07J2P6KBK/

https://www.amazon.com/QT-Dog-Stainless-Steel-Brake-Fast/dp/B00JGZFPBO

https://www.amazon.com/Food-grade-Silicone-Anti-overflow-Non-skid-Interactive/dp/B079KCK4HR/

Also if you find out silicone will work for him....oh man, check out silicone baking molds! https://www.amazon.com/s?k=silicone+food+molds&ref=nb_sb_noss Tons of shapes & sizes to work with and the fun bonus of being adorable!

Good luck, I hope some of these ideas will work out for you & your kitty! :) 

[staytheb]

My Favorite Kimbap

Pairing: iKon’s Bobby x OC [Naly] Genre: idol!au, slice of life, slight fluff Word Count: 3,234 Summary: To Naly, Bobby will always be her favorite Kimbap... although to him, he wished that his girlfriend would call him by another nickname.

Warning: none except that it hasn’t been proof-read since 5 years ago so yeah...

omg, i had so much fun writing this one due to Bobby’s many nicknames. and i just love his nickname as ‘kimbap’ bwhahaha and so this is how it came to be... and because he’s one of my sister’s biases in iKon. xD but um yeah, happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

Naly just walked into her boyfriend's, Bobby, apartment that he shared with eight other guys when someone came running out calling for her once he spotted her. It was one of Bobby's roommates named Donghyuk.

"Noona, noona, help me!" Donghyuk pleaded as he ran up to Naly.

"Hmm?" She gave him a weird look. "Why?"

"Bobby hyung is being so bossy." The younger man complained as he helped her with the groceries. "He told me to do push-ups as much as I love him, get him a towel, give him water, and he even told me to give him a massage!"

Naly let out a laugh at the whole weird orders. "Really?"

"Yes. After the massage, I ran away not to listen to him anymore."

"I thought you were a nice dongsaeng?"

"I am... but Bobby hyung is just too much."

Naly let out another laugh. "Ah, you've should of seen the other day when B.I was ordering Chanwoo around, too. It was so cute and funny."

"Really? Where was I?"

"Yup... and I think you... went out for one of your dance sessions?"

"Oh... I see."

Naly then started putting the items from the bags away. "I think Nhi recorded it, I'll let her show it to you."

"OK!" Donghyuk beamed.

All of a sudden the two heard Bobby yelling for Donghyuk to come back to the room.

"I don't know how you put up with him." Donghyuk whispered. "He doesn't act like this when you're around."

"Haha, yeah... well, ohh." Naly then pulled out a yummy treat from one of the bags. "Choco pies. I need to-"

"I'll do it!" Donghyuk volunteered as he took the box out of her hand.

"Wait, you don't even know what I'm going to do with it, Donghyuk."

"Of course I do." He smiled wide at her. "It's for Ky noona."

Before Naly could respond to that, she was interrupted by Bobby's yelling. "YAH! KIM DONGHYUK-AH!!!!"

"You take care of hyung and I'll give this to my favorite noona. Bye!" Donghyuk suggested with a happy expression as he dashed off with the box of choco pies and out of the apartment giving Naly no time to reply back.

She shook her head at Donghyuk. "Favorite noona, eh?" She let out a laugh and then shook her head once more when she heard Bobby calling out for Donghyuk's name.

"Where are the rest of the boys?" She asked herself looking around and realized it was silent and empty except for Bobby's constant whining for the younger man to come back to him.

Naly left the rest of the groceries on the table and began to walk towards the room that Bobby shared with his other two roommates, Junhoe and B.I who was also known as Hanbin. She peered inside and saw Bobby rolling around on the bed while thrashing his body as he whined like a kid waiting for Donghyuk to come back.

"DONGHYUK!!"

"Yah, Kimbap!" Naly called for his attention as she stood at the doorway while giving him a judging look.

Bobby quickly turned to look over where the sound came from and fell off the bed. Naly suppressed her laughter as she saw her boyfriend struggle to get back up on to the bed.

Once Bobby composed himself he smiled sweetly at her. "Naly, baby, hey, what are you doing here?"

"Why are you being such a brat, Kimbap?" She ignored his question with another question of her own as she continued to stare at him.

"Aish." He rubbed his face in annoyance. "You hang around B.I too much."

"That's right." She smiled as she pointed at him while coming closer, but not joining him on his bed.

"Can't you call me something else, like Bobby the Pooh?"

Naly shot him a weird look, but dismissed it. "What's wrong with Kimbap?"

"It means "seaweed rice" and doesn't sound like a nice nickname from my girlfriend, y'know?"

"But I think it's cute and nice. Kimbap. Kimbap." Naly laughed and then became serious. "So, why were you bossing little Dong Dong around?"

Bobby sat up and shrugged his shoulders. "Hanbinnie, Jinhwannie, and I just wanted to mess around with the younger ones is all."

"Ah, so that explains the other day..." She then scowled at Bobby. "That's not nice."

"It was just a prank." Bobby said innocently. "No one was hurt."

"This kid."

"Hey, hey. I take offense. I'm a man."

"You sure? And you wanna be called Bobby the Pooh. You're still like a kid."

Naly laughed as Bobby pouted. "Why you gotta tease your man like that? Besides, Bobby the Pooh is cool, okay."

Naly shrugged not answering him, but continued to laugh. Bobby then rose from the bed and grabbed her arm and pulled her down onto the bed with him.

"Ahhh!" Naly let out as she was unprepared from this sudden motion. "Bobby!"

Bobby chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her and began cuddling up next to her. "You're too tense, babe. Relax."

Naly turned to look at him annoyed, but secretly she enjoyed the moment. "I wouldn't be so tense if I didn't have to buy you guys groceries and other necessities like everyday."

"Who said you needed to buy it? You don't live here."

"Hah! Like the nine of you know what to buy for your place."

"Hey! We managed pretty well."

"You guys consume nothing but chips, soda, and candy. The toilet paper runs out so fast here! You guys take a shiet like everyday or something?"

"Babe, chill." Bobby told her with a calm voice. "I don't know about the toilet paper part, but none of us really cook. That's why we always order in."

"You guys are hopeless"

"That's why I got you, my Hello Kitty."

Naly rolled her eyes at his nickname for her, despite her obvious obsession with Hello Kitty as Bobby laughed at her expression.

"Aww, is my little Hello Kitty frowning? Do I need to hug my little kitty." Bobby began to coo as he hugged her tighter and pressed her closer to him as he began wiggling on the bed.

"I'm not frowning." Naly denied as she lightly punched him in the chest. "You're so annoying."

Bobby let out a feign gasp. "Annoying? How can my girlfriend say that to her boyfriend? Rude."

"Whatever."

Bobby then began to nuzzle her neck and Naly squirmed at the ticklish skinship.

"Hehe, tickle fight!" Bobby called out as he began tickling Naly all over.

"Yah! Kimbap, stop!" Naly ordered him as she moved away from his wriggling fingers. "I'm not ticklish!"

"Then why are you running away?"

"Because I don't want to be tickled. Duh, Seaweed Rice."

Bobby just stared at his girlfriend with a stupid look. "Seriously?"

"Yeah." She simply replied as she made a move to get off the bed. "Anyways I-Ahh!"

Bobby pulled her back down onto the bed and enveloped her in his arms again while lying the both of them down.

"Again?"

"Again what? I'm not doing anything. My arms just wanted to hold you."

"Stupid."

She heard him chuckling against her ear as he pulled her closer to him. "Let's stay like this for awhile."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"I have to put away the rest of the groceries."

"That can wait later."

"The other boys are going to return and make a mess out of it all."

"So? Let them clean it. You're not their mom."

"I feel like it whenever I come over with the other girls."

"Then that's your fault."

"So not helping."

"I"m not trying to help. Hehe."

Naly rolled her eyes. "Lil bish."

"I love you, too." Bobby squeezed her tighter as he rubbed his cheek against hers. "You're so soft."

"What the?" Naly turned to glared at him. "Yah! Kim Jiwon, I'm not a stuffed animal."

He chuckled. "You're my stuffed animal, my Hello Kitty. Maybe for next Halloween, you can be Hello Kitty again but this time I'll be Dear Daniel and we'll be the cute cat couple."

"What? You're so weird. That's stupid."

"How is that stupid?"

"I'm not gonna dress up as Hello Kitty again."

"Why not?"

"I don't wear the same costume twice."

"Then how about I dress up as Pooh and you as either my Honey Pot or Piglet."

"That's even more stupid."

"You're so harsh, but I'll change your mind."

"Whatever. Anyways... I gotta go."

"No." Bobby replied as he held her tighter.

"Don't be such a kid."

"No."

"Ahh, stop being such a brat."

"No."

"C'mon."

"No."

"Bobby!"

"No."

"Kimbap!"

"No."

"Yah! Kim Jiwon!"

"No!"

"Ahh, Donghyuk's wrong. You do act like this when I'm around."

"No!"

"What the. I didn't even-"

"No!"

"Just let me-"

"No!"

"Aish, fuckin' Bobby Kim Jiwon a-k-a Kimbap!"

"No!"

"Stupid Seaweed Rice acting like a baby"

"No!"

Naly turned to hit him, but all Bobby did was giggle and wiggle around.

"You're being such a baby right now."

Bobby imitated her.

"Stop that."

He did the same thing.

"Yah."

Bobby continued.

"I'm gonna break up with you and you won't see me until never." Naly threatened him as Bobby's eyes went wide at what she said. "You wouldn't dare."

"Wanna try me?"

Bobby gave Naly a dazed look and then let her go and rolled away. His back was now facing her as he began to act like a stubborn child.

Naly rolled her eyes as she rolled over to back hug him. "You know you're quite troublesome."

He didn't respond and continued to give her the silent treatment.

"Oh well." Naly said as she released him and moved away from him. "I guess this would be good practice."

Naly got up from the bed and was about to walk off again when she heard the sheets rustle and Bobby wrapped his hand around her wrist to prevent her from leaving. "What do you mean by the 'good practice' part?" Bobby questioned her as he brought her around to face him.

Naly looked down at him while biting her bottom lip. "Um... how do I put this?"

"Are you going to break up with me?" He suddenly asked.

"Wait, what? No." Naly looked at him alarmed. "I'm not breaking up with you."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Oh, me and the other girls are going back home for two weeks."

"TWO WEEKS?!"

"You don't have to yell!"

"Oops. Sorry." Bobby smiled shyly. "When are you leaving?"

"The day after tomorrow."

"WHAT?!"

"Hey!"

"Hehe, oops, again. Sorry, babe. Why are you barely letting me know now?"

"Because it was a last minute decision."

"How can it be a last minute decision when going back home?"

Naly freed herself from his grip and walked out of his room while still explaining. "Something came up and that's why all four of us are going."

Bobby followed after her, still shock. "Wait, who's the fourth person? There's only you, Nhi, and Ky."

"Oh, Nhi's friend, Risa. You guys haven't met her yet."

"Wait, why is she going?"

"Because Risa lives towards that direction."

"That still doesn't explain anything."

"Ahh, it doesn't matter."

The two finally reached the kitchen where Naly continued to put away the things.

"Then what does matter?" Bobby asked her as he, too, helped her put away the things.

"That we'll be gone for two weeks, so you and the boys will have to fend for yourselves."

"We can take care of ourselves."

"Yeah... I notice." Naly shot him a smirk as she put away the last bit of the groceries. "You've guys have been doing so well in caring for yourselves."

"Is that an insult?"

"Oh, no." She lied with a small smile. "Anyways, we won't be here to cook, clean, and take care of you guys. You guys will be alone for the next two weeks without us."

"I'm sure we can manage."

"I kind of doubt that, but it's not really my problem."

"Tch. Wanna make a bet then?"

"A bet? Why?"

"Because it's fun to do bets."

"I couldn't care any less for bets. So it doesn't concern me."

"You're no fun."

"You got that right." She laughed while doing a gun motion at him. "Besides, what would the bet be about?"

"If the boys and I survive without you guys, then..." He trailed off with a sly look.

"Then what?"

"You'll have to buy me this huge Winnie the Pooh plush doll."

"You're serious."

"Very."

"I"m not gonna buy you a big ass toy because of a stupid bet, Bobby."

"That's heartless, Naly. Why are you being so cold-hearted?"

Naly laughed at him while patting him on the cheek gently. "I'm not, but I will admit that I'm a bish though."

"Yeah you are." Bobby agreed with a pout. "You're so mean."

Naly shot him another gun motion with a laugh and began walking towards the living room. She didn't have the chance to settle because Bobby dragged her away. "Well, since you'll be gone for two whole weeks, let's have some fun in the bedroom." He suggested with a happy tone. "Just you and me in my bed."

"What?! No way!" Naly refused him, but found herself back inside his room with the door closed this time and no chance of escaping, anyway. "Jiwon-Ahh!"

Bobby threw Naly onto his bed and he quickly followed in after her and then threw the covers over the both of them. Naly let out incoherent sentences as Bobby just laughed at the whole thing. He finally got his girlfriend to calm down once Naly realized he was messing with her as he was still laughing.

"Ahh, you're so annoying, Bobby Kim!!" Naly let out exasperatedly about the whole thing as she struggled to get out of his embrace, but he just seemed to hug her tighter. "Hehe, my Naly is so cute when she's flustered."

"Aish, whatever." Naly gave up struggling and accepted his hold on her.

"Good, let's sleep together for the next two days. Ow!"

Naly had punched him.

"What was that for?"

"You're still going on about that?"

"What? I meant actually sleeping together on the bed, sleep, sleep. Sheesh, you got a dirty mind, too, huh?" Bobby wiggled his eyebrows at her in a teasing manner.

"Shut up. Whatever."

"I really don't mind, if you wanna get it on. Owww! OK! Let's just sleep."

Naly had punched him again and she was secretly smiling inside. "Hey..."

"Hmm?"

"What if the members walk in?"

"Oh right."

Bobby then momentarily released her, rolled off the bed, ran over to the door to lock it, grabbed the computer chair and firmly set it under the doorknob to prevent whoever from turning the knob to enter the room, and re-positioned himself back onto his bed with Naly in his arms once more.

"You're totally for real?"

"I'm totally for real. Now let's go to sleep."

"Bobby it's only six. In the evening."

"Shh, just let this be a little longer."

Naly just rolled her eyes, but let her boyfriend have his moment. She snuggled closer to him and enjoyed the warmth he brought her. The moment was short-lived when the couple heard the commotion of the others entering the apartment, and Bobby's bedroom's doorknob began to rattle and the door was beginning to shake.

"Yah! Kimbap! What are you doing in there?" B.I's voice was heard behind it.

Another voice, Junhoe, was heard. "Are you alone?"

"I'm with Naly, so leave us alone!" Bobby yelled back and then Naly elbowed him not wanting the boys to think they were doing the dirty dirty. "We're not-" Bobby covered her mouth and replied instead. "If you hear any yelling and screaming, don't worry about it! We're having fun."

"Yah, hyung, I don't need to know that." Junhoe replied before immediately walking away.

"Oh really?" B.I let out amused. "It's about time. I'll tell the other kids to leave you two alone to enjoy yourself and we'll be back later when you're done. Just message us."

"Will do!" Bobby responded back. "Thanks!"

"No problem! Bring me a nice niece or nephew, noona!" B.I laughed as he hurried away before being possibly hurt by Naly as he ushered the rest of the guys out of the dorm and leaving the couple alone.

"Ow! Did you just bite me?" Bobby asked Naly as he examined the hand Naly bit

"Yeah. Who's fault is it? Yours." Naly huffed at him, annoyed that the other boys were now thinking that she and Bobby were getting it on. "You're so troublesome."

"Ahh, don't be like that." Bobby tried to calm her down. "I was just teasing."

"Well, the boys are gonna think differently."

"Then you wanna grant Hanbin's wish?"

"What?! No way!"

"I thought you wanted to have a family before you turned twenty-five?"

"I also wanted to get married before I'm twenty-five, too."

"Well, let's get it on now and then in two weeks we can get married."

"You're so unbelievable."

"Hey, you're supposed to compliment me after we done it."

"Gah! You're so annoying." Naly then gave him the silent treatment as she faced her back to him.

"Aww, babe, don't be like this. I was just teasing. Babe." Bobby slightly whined as he tried to make her face him, but she wasn't having any of that. "Naly-yah."

Bobby was successful in having Naly turned to face him again. "What, child?"

"C'mon, I was teasing. Relax a bit more. Stop being so tensed." He cooed as he tried to reason with her. "I won't get to see you for the next two weeks, let's not be mad at one another when we're apart."

"Fine." Naly agreed. "Good thing I like you."

"I thought you love me?" Bobby said as he face slightly fell. "Right?"

"That too." She smiled as she closed her eyes.

"Hey..."

"What?"

"I didn't receive my hello kiss yet."

Naly opened her eyes to shoot him an annoyed look.

"I'm kidding." He laughed while smiling at her. "Let me give you a cheering up kiss instead."

And with that, Bobby moved closer and pressed his lips against Naly's. It was brief, but it made Naly smile when Bobby pulled away. "Thanks. You're a sweet boyfriend."

"Of course. Because I have an even sweeter girlfriend." He smiled brightly at her. "Whom is my honey that I love oh so much."

"And that's why I love you, my sweet Kimbap." Naly giggled.

"I do suggest that you give me a new nickname and one that is not created by the other guys." Bobby frown. "Like I suggested earlier, Bobby the Pooh has a nice ring to it."

"Nah, I think Kimbap still suits you."

Before Bobby could complain again, Naly shut him up with a kiss that lasted longer than the previous one. She pulled away and then snuggled herself closer to him as she closed her eyes. "Forever my favorite Kimbap. My Bobby the Pooh forever."

Bobby smiled wide when he heard her use the nickname he suggested as he cuddled closer to her while pulling her towards him even closer. "Forever my favorite Hello Kitty. My sweet, sweet, honey." He pecked her on the forehead before closing his eyes.

The two fell asleep in each others embrace with sweet thoughts entering their dreamland of the other with them as well. Even if the time was close to being eight o'clock at night.

[2edge4u]

I can't sleep so here

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? My gf

2. Are you outgoing or shy? Very shy unless I'm comfortable around them

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? My gf on Tuesday

4. Are you easy to get along with? I would like to think so

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? Mallory

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? Mmmnm girls typically kind and sweet ones

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? Most def

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? Lmao no

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Depends on who I'm talking to

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? My gf Mallory

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? Good night babe 😙

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? If I can't have you, poetry by dead men, dura remix, bilingue, please me

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? God yes and my gf does it all the damn time

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? Idk it would be nice but sometimes it just kinda feels like were all just going through the motions and stuff like that just eases the pain and hopelessness

15. What good thing happened this summer? I lost a shit ton of weight

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? A million times

17. Do you think there is life on other planets? It would be naive to believe that there isn't the universe is fucking huge

18. Do you still talk to your first crush? Lmfaooo no

19. Do you like bubble baths? Yeah but I gotta shower first. The idea of sitting in body soup makes me queasy.

20. Do you like your neighbors? Fuck no they're horrible people but my rent is cheap 🤷‍♀️

21. What are you bad habits? Over thinking and second guessing are at the top of the list

22. Where would you like to travel? Sooooo many places Florida is the worst get me out

23. Do you have trust issues? Yeah I guess so but I will trust those who treat me right

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? Going the fuck to sleep

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? My thighs

26. What do you do when you wake up? Say good morning to Mallory then go pee

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? This is a kinda fucked up question but I mean I guess I don't like being this pale but I also like being inside so

28. Who are you most comfortable around? My gf and my mom

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? Yes and I blocked that bitch 🤷‍♀️

30. Do you ever want to get married? Yep

31. If your hair long enough for a pony tail? Lmao no I'm too butch to have long hair anymore but I'm still pretty soft

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? I tried a threesome once in college and it was not a good time so no thanks. One girl at a time for me.

33. Spell your name with your chin. U8u7fw nailed it

34. Do you play sports? What sports? I used to play basketball but I'm too lazy so

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? Fuck off that's impossible I'm a millennial

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Oh definitely

37. What do you say during awkward silences? Depends on who it is

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? I'm lucky because I'm already dating her 😍 long hair, blue eyes, working her dream job and super passionate about it, the epitome of sweet and kind, very good kisser, great listener, my little spoon, so fucking smart, knows the difference between your and you're, holds me when I need it, fixes my headaches, and she loves me back.

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? Publix and target

40. What do you want to do after high school? Bitch I graduated in 2005 I've already changed careers once and I'm about to do it again

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? Yeah unless they diddle kids or hurt women

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? I'm angy or sad

43. Do you smile at strangers? You know that white person passing you in the hallway smile

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? Fuck the ocean honestly so many things can bite or sting me

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? Making money and seeing my gf

46. What are you paranoid about? Hahahaha so much

47. Have you ever been high? Yeah long time ago

48. Have you ever been drunk? Mhm

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? Not really

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? I literally only wear black and grey everything

51. Ever wished you were someone else? Oh definitely

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? Smaller boobs

53. Favourite makeup brand? Lmao I haven't worn makeup since college

54. Favourite store? Bitch I already answered this

55. Favourite blog? Hmmmm I can't choose y'all bitches are funny

56. Favourite colour? Grey

57. Favourite food? Hmmm salad and mashed potatoes. I also love Mexican food.

58. Last thing you ate? Caprese salad

59. First thing you ate this morning? Pussy, next question

60. Ever won a competition? For what? Lmao a lot of music competitions and also water skiing

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? Lmao no I'm too scared to get in trouble

62. Been arrested? For what? I've never even been pulled over so no

63. Ever been in love? Yep

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? It was behind the big tire on the playground so no one would see. Lasted .5 seconds and we never talked again.

65. Are you hungry right now? Nah

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? Yeah

67. Facebook or Twitter? Neither

68. Twitter or Tumblr? Tumblr

69. Are you watching tv right now? Always

70. Names of your bestfriends? Mallory, Chris and Kjersten

71. Craving something? What? Reeses with the pieces inside that shit slaps

72. What colour are your towels? Grey

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? One for my head and one for in between my legs

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Nope

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? None

75. Favourite animal? Puppies and kitties

76. What colour is your underwear? Grey and blue

77. Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate

78. Favourite ice cream flavour? Chocolate covered cherry

79. What colour shirt are you wearing? I'm not wearing a shirt

80. What colour pants? No pants either just boxers and a sports bra

81. Favourite tv show? Fuck you I can't choose

82. Favourite movie? Texas chainsaw

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? Why would you even ask me this the original obviously

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? Mean girls

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? Gretchen wieners

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? Dory

87. First person you talked to today? Mallory

88. Last person you talked to today? Mallory

89. Name a person you hate? My boss and the majority of my colleagues

90. Name a person you love? My gf

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? Nah I don't really like punching ppl

92. In a fight with someone? No

93. How many sweatpants do you have? I'm a lesbian so a lot

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? Idk like 10ish?

95. Last movie you watched? Rocky horror

96. Favourite actress? So many

97. Favourite actor? Why tf do some people still separate this by gender

98. Do you tan a lot? Lmao no

105. Ever been to a bonfire party? Yeah I live in the south

99. Have any pets? Yep a dog and 2 cats

100. How are you feeling? Slept literally all day so I can't sleep but my headache is finally gone 🙌

101. Do you type fast? Yeah

102. Do you regret anything from your past? Mhm

103. Can you spell well? I would like to think so

104. Do you miss anyone from your past? My grandparents

[guzmas-buggy-boi]

favorite way to spoil their pokemon

Oooo! I like this one! I’m sure Admin Gio and I will have fun writing this headcanon!

Giovanni:

- It’s clear to anyone who has ever interacted with Giovanni knows that he has a favorite child Pokemon, and it’s Persian. 

- This man flat out refuses to let his pretty kitty stay confined within a Pokeball. 

- More often than not, Persian will be at his side or even on his lap, receiving precious ‘srittcha scrattcha time’. 

- Also, since this man is the King of the underground crime syndicate, you know that his Persian will be perched right up there with him, receiving all sorts of lavish gifts. 

- (Really… who needs a diamond-encrusted laser pointer and special dental treats imported from Kalos?)

- If he doesn’t enjoy your company, Giovanni will coax you into playing with his Persian. 

- In layman’s terms: Persian gets to use you as a scratching post if you piss him off.

- In short, Giovanni treats his Persian better than his own son… and that’s sad. (but same)

Silver:

- Silver wasn’t much for showing affection after leaving his father; so in the early stages, he didn’t really spoil his Pokemon.

- Sometimes he would yell at them less or not hit them, but that was it.

- (He’s working through his daddy issues, okay?)

- However, everything changed once enough people told him how much of a twerp he was being.

- After that, he made a conscious effort: he’d give some form of a compliment or two, awkwardly pet his team, and attempt to find their favorite berries.

- Though old habits are hard to break, and he’d go back to yelling and berating once more.

- But he wouldn’t dare to hit them again.

- In the end, his team sees that he’s remorseful in the end and that he’s trying to be a better trainer.

Maxie:

- Though Maxie isn’t the most affectionate towards… well, anyone, he does have a soft spot for his oldest companion, Camerupt.

- Regardless of whether or not he has the time, Maxie will set aside exactly one hour each day to brush and clean his Camerupt.

- (He would also count how many brush stroke and try to maintain a decent average for maximum cleanliness.)

- (Scratch that: he’d hum a tune and make funny little lyrics while his Camerupt huffs in enjoyment.)

- Even when others question him about it, he won’t admit his affections nor favoritism.

- Instead, he’ll just make up an excuse about not wanting to track dirt everywhere.

- But we know the truth, Maxie.

Archie:

- Saying that Archie is loud and obnoxious at times is an understatement; so of course this will spill over to how he’d spoil his main Pokemon: Sharpedo.

- When they’re not venturing the High Seas, he can, and will, wrestle Sharpedo when they’ re both raring to go.

- Also, races and diving competitions is a given.

- (This man is a powerhouse in the water..? Wtf?!?)

- Moreover, when they are on the clock, Archie will find time to let his sharky buddy explore the various bodies of water.

- (One time, he was stupid enough to let Sharpedo swim in the local swimming pool… It wasn’t a good time for anyone: patrons fled, Sharpedo got sick from the chlorine, and Archie got permabanned.)

- Lastly, even though he may seem like Fraternity’s worst nightmare, he still cares about his Pokemon’s oral health, oddly enough?

- ‘We gotta keep yer pearly whites clean, Old Blue!’

Cyrus:

- (I’m not gonna lie, Cyrus threw me a curveball, but Admin Gio narrowly caught it with his teeth.)

- A shock to everyone: Cyrus can actually form an emotional attachment to someone: his Crobat.

- However, because of his stoic attitude paired with his nihilistic viewpoints, it baffles everyone when he calls Crobat into battle.

- Though his ways of affection are unconventional (and nonexistent???), it didn’t stop his previously known Golbat to evolve. (somehow???)

- Anyway, I suppose that the secret about their bond will remain a mystery.

Ghetsis:

- Ghetsis is a garbage human being who doesn’t treat anyone right; this especially rings true for his Pokemon, namely Hydreigon.

- You’d think with his saccharine words about liberation would mean that he has the utmost respect for his partner… but no.

- Daily abuse: crammed into its Pokeball, only to be let out during battles, scolding and harsh punishments if it loses, deprived of basic necessities, you name it.

- The only ‘spoiling’ Hydreigon receives would be a slightly bigger portion of food, but that only happens when he sweeps a team (which given its condition, is r a r e).

- Hell, it even knows f u s t r a t i o n, a move that gets STRONGER when a Pokemon HATES their trainer.

- (And he calls N ‘the freak without a human heart’…)

N:

- ‘Wait.. whats spoiling?’

- The pure cinnamon roll that is N doesn’t ’spoil’ his friends…

- He l o v e s his friends.

- All of his Pokemon are, quite literally, members of his family: each and every one of them has special quirks and personalities, which N uses to figure out what they like to do.

- For instance, Zoroark, who’s like a brother to N, loves sweet foods and to get its long, red fur brushed.

- So, N will personally make sure his brother has enough treats and will take the time to detangle Zoroark’s fur.

- (Sometimes, he’ll even braid it!)

- Overall, N is such a giver to his Pokemon friends!

- (But… he needs to learn the word no at some point….)

Lysandre:

- Lysandre is all about that aesthetic, and so is his Pyroar.

- This boy will spend HOURS grooming his beautiful fur baby: we’re talking about brushing, clipping nails, picking boogers, flossing teeth, EVERY. LITTLE. THING.

- In turn, he also spends an equal amount of time grooming himself (same routine, of course).

- It’s all worth it, though, because they end up looking like brothers of the same majestic Pride.

- Also, forget about such childish things as toys and scratching posts: Pyroar is too regal for such commoner filth.

- (It would much rather spend its time sat alongside Lysandre, overlooking the petty nuances of daily life.)

Lusamine:

- Like Lysandre, Lusamine is all about that a e s t h e t i c, and how she.. 

- spoils her Pokemon… 

- reflects that….

-……..

- Okay, she freezes the Pokemon that she deems ‘perfect’.

- (It’s not ideal, but hey! Love comes in many forms…. I guess?)

Guzma:

- Guzma is like an older brother to many; and to his Pokemon, he’s basically a devoted father.

- He makes sure each and every one of his Pokemon feel wanted and deserving of love in the form of making them cheesy Christmas sweaters (its a tradition) and home cooked food.

- If any of his Pokemon get into a scuffle alongside him, you know Guzma’s going to be treating their injuries first, no matter how insignificant it is.

- He has personally raised all of his beloved buggy bois from when they were hatchlings, so he knows them like the back of his hand.

- Take his relationship with Golispod, for example: those two are like two peas in a (Golis)pod!

- (Hell, Golispod’s the one that came up with the signature Team Skull hand signs, yo!)

- In short, Guzma is a dork and we all love him.

[medea10]

My Review of My Roommate is a Cat

[bolbianddolanhouse]

BNHA self insert AU

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Chapter 27: Honey, You Got a Big Storm Comin’!

It’s days before summer vacation but the intel students aren’t stressin’ as much as the hero class. I get summoned to help out.

-Wednesday night in the hero dorms-

“...and that’s how it should be written out” I said as I finished writing on the portable white board “remember! Use symbols for the graph so it’s easier to explain in the written part.”

“That’s so much easier!” cried out Sato “my brain feels like funnel cake trying to figure out the two.”

All of the hero class was huddled in the commons room to take note on all the tips and simplified explanations. “Any other questions?” I check the time “it’s literally past your bedtimes.”

“I believe that was everything on the review sheet” Tokoyami uttered as he scanned through his marked up work sheet.

“Alrighty then” I pack up my note books and markers “don’t hesitate to ask me anything about the material before your exam” the class gives a collective thumbs up “see y’all tomorrow at school.” I say before teleporting out.

“Man I wish she still lived with us” sighed Kirishima “then we could just knock on her door for help instead of accommodating her like this.”

“But it’s nearly summertime!” yawned Uraraka “we’re going to see a whole lot of her, I can feel it.”

-Friday, after school in the halls-

“Oof I don’t even know if I did well enough” Mina cried out as everyone walked down the hall “I wonder how Palma-san does it.”

“Seriously!” tiredly sighed Hagakure “she doesn’t even break a sweat over the material but her explanations did help.”

“Speaking of which” Asui spoke up “I wonder how she did on her exams, kero.”

“All she had to study for was her vehicle exam” Kaminari butted in “lucky for her, she gets all the fun.”

They get to the front of the school “Hey, isn’t that her?” Aoyama points to her as she fiddles with her bag speaker.

“Oh it is!” Kirishima waved to get her attention “HEY PALMA-SAN! YO!”

“Hmm? Oh hi yall!” she hollered back “how was the exam?”

“Tough! How do you do it?” Midoriya eagerly asked.

“Heh, yall clearly never fought for fun, played strategy games nor got into a sport” she slung on her backpack “back in America, all I did was strategy to win my daily fist fights from my siblings and played video games on hard mode” she let out a giggle “all just to make life less boring.”

“What are your plans for summer break Palma-san?” asked Sero, trying to change the subject.

“I guess just to stay cool and do some more training” she sighed “I have another practice exam and I need to hone my ability and get mentally and physically stronger.”

“When’s the exam?” asked Sato in awe.

“In December BUT that doesn’t mean I can slack my training” she puts up her fists “I gotta go sicko mode until I complete my exam.” She checks the time “oof gotta zoot! It’s my turn to cook dinner and I need a few things” she starts to roller skate away “bye yall!”

-Saturday late morning, hero dorms-

“Is there anything else I can assist you with Shinso” Iida chopped sternly at Shinso as he was led back to his new dorm.

“You covered everything” Shinso replied “I’ll just settle in for now.”

“Don’t hesitate to ask us for help, I’m 4 doors down if you need me.” Iida said as he walked to his dorm.

Shinso groaned as he closed the door of his dorm “what a drag that was! Palma-san was right, it is a pain in the ass to live with these kids.” He spoke to himself as he put his clothes away.

There was a knock on his door “Who is it?” 

“Special delivery~”

“From who?”

“Your next dorm neighbor!”

“I’m not opening the door!”

“That’s ok! I’ll just warp in!” in a blink of an eye, Palma teleports in her track shorts and graphic tee “Hi Shinso! Welcome to the neighborhood!”

“Oh it’s you!” Shinso chuckled “For a moment I thought I was getting pranked!”

“Trust me, nobody is going to prank you” she rolled her eyes “they’ll just knock on your door and pester you on dumb shit” she holds out a small cake box “here, I made you some treats as a welcome gift!”

“Thanks” he takes the box “hey do you know the forbidden rules of the dorms?”

“Of course I do” she stops herself from saying them, why does he want to know? “I’m guessing Iida mentioned something about them?”

“Something like that” he sets the box on the desk “I want to enjoy my time living here and I just want to know how far I can push the rules.”

“If you put it like that, sit down, it’s a lot to remember” she took a deep breath “lights out is at 8pm but that just means to turn-off the main lights in your rooms and not make noise. If you’re out here having sex in your dorm, I suggest putting the mattress on the floor for a non-incriminating session, side note from that, only UA students are allowed in the dorms and they have to leave before 10am the next day. You’re not allowed to go between dorm buildings unless accompanied by an intel student or it’s a training exercise. You can smoke BUT you have to do it on the roof and clean up after. Pets allowed but they must be under 80 pounds. And finally, anything that goes down in that far quarter of the shared field is fair game, the cameras don’t reach that far.”

“Interesting, I don’t think I’ll be sneaking in kitties since there’s already one here” smirked Shinso.

“OH! you met Catptain!” she gushed “isn’t he such a sweetie?!”

“Yea, Iida couldn’t shut up on how you convinced everyone to get one” he stopped and looked into her eyes “you two dating?”

“Nope”

“Do you like him?”

“As a friend, he’s made it clear that he sees me as a sibling.”

“Ouch” he gets close to her face “his loss, why would anybody leave you alone, pretty kitty” he rubbed her chin “you want to play, kitty?”

“Careful Shinso” she warned as she grabbed his hand to stop rubbing her chin “this kitty has claws and a naughty side” she mocked his tone “don’t play with me unless it’s for keeps.” she let out a giggle “but seriously, you can’t hang at the level I’m at” she turns to leave “maybe some other time.”

As he watched her walk out to the hallway, so did the other boys. “Shinso-kun no fair!” wailed Mineta “you’ve been visited by-” Kaminari put his hand on Mineta’s mouth.

“Shhh! you want Iida to hear?” Kaminari shushed “don’t forget what we’re trying to do!”

Aoyama turns to Shinso to clarify “we can’t utter her name within earshot of Iida-kun” his face gets gloomy “he dashes out every time, trying to find his princess” he strikes a dramatic pose “oh the forbidden love they carry in their hearts!~”

Tokoyami sighs “You forgot the important part Yuga” he turns to Shinso “all of us are trying to get him to confess to her” he stressfully rubs his furrowed brow “but every time he doubts himself even though he has very strong feelings toward her.”

“That’s not what Pal- I MEAN she told me” Shinso corrected himself “she told me that he sees her as a sibling.”

“A SIBLING?!” they all yelled.

“Yeah, but it was nice of her to bring me a welcome gift” Shinso bluntly said as he pointed to the box on the desk.

“Open the box Shinso-kun” Mineta demanded “if I’m correct, she might be eyeing you as her next object of affection.”

Shinso opens the box and his eyes widen “it’s cat paw cookies” he ate one and he lost his cool “damn, these are delicious! like, I can taste the love and effort she put into these.”

“So she is eyeing you” Sero narrows his eyes “Iida-kun really can’t talk to her.”

-Fast forward, Tuesday in the hero dorms-

“Hey Midoriya-kun” Shinso called out as he looked out to the shared field “what is she doing? It’s been a few days since I’ve noticed and I don’t know.”

“Hmm? Oh you’re talking about Palma-san and her squadron” Midoriya looked at what he’s looking at “they’re doing endurance and stamina training. Palma-san tells me that she never learned where she lands on the stamina scale.”

“Why is that a thing for her?” Shinso asked more confused than before.

“Well I did some research after what I learned about her quirks” he pulls out his notebook to the section on her “she has two quirks that drains body and mind, so her body is built to withstand extremes. So she has stamina that can last her through anything, lest she over-exerts herself with a copied quirk.” he closes his notebook and sighs “none of us could tire her out in battle, Shoto almost did but she lasted just enough before passing out.” he starts to mutter “it’s also worth noting that she can stay up 5 days with no sleep and can recover super fast. There’s basically nothing that can keep her down.”

Shinso processes this new info as he watches her bare-knuckle fight the skinny one “what else do you know about her?”

“She has a drivers license, doesn’t use her quirks in fights unless it’s necessary” he tries to think of more “well... she’s full of talents and surprises! Her program calls her Wild Card for her surprise elements.”

“With that type of power, why isn’t she a hero?”

“Beats me!” Midoriya sighs “Iida-kun, the teachers, and her squadron knows. Ask her if you’re that curious about it, that’s how I was able to write her section.”

Shinso spends the next few days just observing her training and other behaviors, not really paying attention to his new living situation.

“Oi Shinso!” Sero snaps Shinso out of his staring “do you play League of Legends by any chance?”

“No, why would I play something so geeky?” he responded with scorn.

“Aw, we wanted to build a bigger team to take down the intel team” Sero explained “it’s game night and Palma-sama and her team are coming over to play some LoL with us.” he points to Mineta, Kaminari, Sato and Tokoyami setting up the console and TV.

“Palma-san plays fantasy games with you?” Shinso arched his brow in confusion.

“Yep! We play all the time” Sato replied as he connected his controller “but she always beats us, she’s that good.”

At that moment, the intel team portaled in “We’re here!” Palma exclaimed “yall ready to get ya ass whooped!?”

“I brought fried rice!” Jin cried out as he lifts his dish in the air.

Shinso was awestruck on how not only she was winning round after round but also that she has so much personality. The question still burned in the back of his mind ‘why are you like this?’

-Fast Forward: Thursday, 4 days until school starts, at the pool deck-

“Aw heck the hero class is here too” Mimi whined as they walked up to the gate.

“Midnight did tell us that we’d have to share” Ita spoke up “ni modo! we need to do our endurance training.”

“I’m just nervous because we don’t have school issued swim suits” Jin looks at his swim trunks “I look like a weeb with these Naruto trunks.”

“Hi yall! Don’t mind us!” Ita yelled to as a distraction tactic to make Jin feel better.

“Ita! What brings you to the pool?” Iida pants as he pokes his head out from the water.

“The squad and I have some endurance training” she made a fist “plus I copied a water quirk, so that’ll be fun to train with!”

The 3 did some warm-ups before diving in. Everyone stopped to watch them unzip out of their track clothes to unveil their swimsuits. Ita was wearing a purple one piece, Mimi a green one piece and Jin in his Naruto swim trunks. They watched as Mimi and Jin jumped in first and Ita walking on the water.

“WOW! How are you doing that?!” cried out a bunch of the hero students.

“Oh, I just push the flow of the water up on the soles of my feet” she responded. After a few rounds of vigorous endurance exercises, the others notice that we didn’t do any swimming.

“Hold the phone!” Mineta hollered to stop our session “how come you don’t swim swim? Isn’t the whole point of using the pool deck is to swim!”

We looked at each other and laughed “Silly ball brain!” chortled Mimi “we’re the fastest swimmers in our program!”

“Yeah! There’s no point in doing laps if there’s no resistance in the water” wheezed Jin “we all learned to swim in the ocean as children.”

“Hell I bet we can swim with somebody on our backs and still be faster than any of you!” I cackled as the other two nodded their heads, agreeing with me.

“Oh yea!? We challenge you to a no-quirks lap relay!” Bakugo growled “it’s about time we take you down a few notches.”

“Oh it’s ON Blasty!” I growled back “my squad ain’t scared of y’all!”

“What’s the rules chief?” Jin asked as he swam to the marked lanes.

“No-quirks, 5 laps freestyle” Kirishima spoke up “first squad to finish is the victor.”

We get in our lanes and go up against Bakugo, Midoriya and Kirishima. And as expected, the hero squad lagged behind by 40 seconds.

“Oh wow!” I sarcastically stressed my words “looks like our place was in 1st.”

“I’ll get you next time!” Bakugo exploded “you can’t be good at everything!”

Shinso was overlooking everything in the shade, with his towel draped over his shoulders. He doesn’t fully understand why she’s the way she is, nothing is making sense and yet nobody is questioning either! Shinso decided that is was time to ask a certain someone about her.

-Later the same day, in the hero dorms-

Shinso knocks on Iida’s door.

“Come in!” Iida looks up from his book “Oh Shinso-kun, what brings you to my-”

Shinso cuts him off “Tell me everything you know about Palma-san.”

Iida glupped hard and shakily fixes his glasses “Well, she’s a pretty open person!” he struggles to keep his cool “you can ask her anything!”

“I’ve heard that you know the real reason why she’s in the intelligence program” Shinso takes a slow step forward “in fact, they all said that you confronted her and she lost her temper because of it” he takes another step “she won’t tell anybody else, so tell me lover boy, what is she hiding?!”

“I won’t!” Iida stands up to stop him from coming anything closer “I made a promise that I wouldn’t tell anybody her reasons” he takes off his glasses “she’s been through hell since coming here, she just wants good company and freedom to do what she wants.”

“Okay, so tell me this” Shinso had a sly smirk on his face “if you know so much about her, then why aren’t you her boyfriend?” he takes another step “I’ve seen you two interact and you’re all over her like a puppy!”

Iida was taken back “it’s inappropriate to be dating a classmate that has helped us the way she has!” blush creeped up on his face, incriminating himself “she’s my good friend that I care and admire!”

“It’s not like you to blush” he takes another step, just at arms reach of Iida “you’re hopelessly in love with her, admit it!”

“She’s just my-”

“Oh just a friend? Then you won’t mind if I walk over to her” Shinso points to the window, where you can see all of the intel students having a picnic on their side of the field “and ask her to go out with me.”

“DON’T!” Iida blurted before he could restrain himself “I mean- don’t because, um, you’re not her type.”

“Not her type?” Shinso was getting satisfied from breaking Iida down “so you think you’re her type?”

Iida sighed in defeat and sat back down in his desk chair “Okay, so I do like her and we spend a lot of time together” he puts his glasses back on “she’s just so...tiny and sweet and soft” he looks out the window “she smells like marshmallows and flowers, loves the beach, everything she makes is delicious, cries watching Pokemon movies, sleeps with 5 pillows” he sighs longingly “and her singing is angelic, like you’re in the presence of a goddess. Oh the things I’d do to keep her from harm, if she was my girlfriend, I’d be the happiest boy on earth.” 

“So what’s the problem?” Shinso raises an eyebrow.

Iida looks away from the window “I fear her rejection and ruining our friendship with my desire to be more” he made eye contact with Shinso “on top of all that, she’s still mourning the life she left behind in America. Confessing would be like insulting her in a way.”

“In mourning? What did she-”

“Look, all I have to say” Iida interrupted “she calls the shots and don’t pry information from her. I’m lucky enough to still be friends with her after all I’d done.”

“Hmm, I’ll keep that in mind” Shinso turns to leave “when I’m kissing her.”

-First day of 2nd term-

“Man, this extra desk is really bothering me” Kaminari commented as they waited for the last class of the day to start “like why is it all the way in the middle of the row?”

“That’s Palma-san’s seat” Jiro spoke up “that’s where she lies on the class ranking if she was in the hero program.”

“I heard that Midnight arranged it like that because she favors her” Momo whispered to Mina “how lucky that Palma-san is!”

In an instant, she teleports in “Hi yall!”

“Yay you’re here!” the girls cheered.

“Oh, is that my seat?!” I look at the surrounding desks “looks like we’re still desk buddies Kirishima.”

“EVERYONE TO YOUR SEATS! CLASS IS ABOUT TO-” Iida announced as he rushed in the class but stopped when he saw Ita sit down. “What a surprise! Our dear classmate has arrived!”

“Tenya sit down!” I scolded “you’re embarrassing me~”

“He has reason to be praising” Aizawa walked in with a stack of papers “you helped raise the class average” he set the papers down “but let see if you can all upkeep that in this half.”

“Your tutoring really helped!” Mina jumped “I got my first 90 percent since starting here.”

Class started and I saw that I was seated between Shinso and Iida. So I got a nice view of the back of Shinso’s head and his backpack and Iida was lucky enough to see the top of my head with all my curls resting on my shoulders. Sensei explained the course and all the off-campus training.

“...and we’re going to have dress out training twice a week” the class groaned when he said that “I don’t want to hear how awful it is! This section is important to hero work.”

I raised my hand.

“Oh? Yes Palma-san?” surprised by my hand, Aizawa called upon me.

“Do I dress out with support items too? Or will I have restrictions again?”

“The same restrictions apply but you do have to dress out like you are going on a mission outside of school” Aizawa explained “so your unmarked jumpsuit and belt will be kept here when you dress out for convenience.”

“Okay, thank you sensei.”

“Moving on, today, we’re going to have some confrontation practice with Cementoss.”

I raise my hand again.

“That includes you too Palma-san” he groaned “as much as it’s not part of your line of work, you unfortunately have to do everything they do this term.”

“Well that’s wack” I dropped my hand and pouted “whatever! I’ll play along.”

We get in our gym clothes and meet with Cementoss in the field. The instructions were clear enough, announce your confrontation to the ‘villain’ and you get graded off that. Things got fucky when it got to my turn.

“Okay Miss Palma, I know its not in your line of work but” Cementoss gestured to his makeshift villain dummy “what do you say when you see the villain?”

I took a dramatic pose and said “Eat my ass, pew!” finger gun and everything. The mix of gasps and laugher boosted my cockiness a bit, even Aizawa was laughing. 

“MISS PALMA! We don’t use that language when confronting villains!” Cementoss scolded me.

“Why not? It stuns the villain and the villain can go and eat my ass!” I pouted “I wanted to sit this one out! Should’ve listened to me.”

“It’s true!” Aizawa was coming down from his laughing fit “don’t forget that she’s an agent, technically she’s not supposed to say anything when she comes across a villain.”

“Okay, so what do you do when you see the villain?” Cementoss asks me directly.

I take off my shoes “pretend these are guns” and I make gun noises and pretend to be contacting the sniper team on my earpiece. I took it too far by adding my own dramatics “OH NO! He’s got a gun! I gotta take the hostages to safety!” I gather everyone with my telekinesis and pretended to do the timer gun trick “vaya con Dios PUTO!” I sling the shoe and it hit the dummy on the neck. I mimic the noises and run around a bit “villain has been decommissioned, hostages are secured, my job is done here, requesting retrieving squad.”

“YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO JUST SHOOT?!” cried out Sato.

“Um yea” I said as I set them down “that’s why we get guns but since I’m a raid and combat agent, I get other cool things like tranquilizers and tasers.”

“To be fair” Aizawa turned to Cementoss “she did her part as an agent, full points for her.”

We did the rest of the exercise and headed in a little early. I was the last one back to the class because I got a vocal warning from Cementoss about my language.

“Hey Palma-san!” Shinso stood in front of my desk as I got my bag.

“Oh hi Shinso” I waved as I slung my bag on my back.

“Are you walking today?” he asked a bit awkwardly “I was hoping maybe we could walk to the dorms together.”

“Sure, but I walk slow”

“Fine by me” he chuckled “more time to talk!” When we started walking, he soon saw what I meant by I walk slow. “You weren’t kidding!” he stood and waited for the 5th time in the last 100 yards “is that why he holds your hand?”

“Who? OH you mean Tenya!” I panted a bit as I trotted up to him “yea, but he can out walk anybody.”

“Hmm, you call him by his first name a lot”

“Yea we do that” we started walking again “I understand that calling somebody by their first name is a bit disrespectful but he asked for permission to call me by my preferred name.”

“Which is?”

“Ita, it’s short for Itati” I put some pep to my step “my parents call me by that name because I grew up very short and sweet, just like the name.”

“Mind if I call you that?”

“Sure, can I call you Hitoshi?”

“Sure.”

“Coolio!” I didn’t talk for a short pause “fair warning, I’m gonna shorten and baby-ify your name as endearment.”

“I welcome it” he laughed and looked at her “I see that you get special treatment from the others, must be nice.”

“Eh, it’s not” I stretch out my arms to crack them “I get scolded way more just for following my program’s rules in that class” flashbacks of getting scolded by Tenya replay in my head “it’s mostly Tenya that does the scolding” I mock his chops and voice “Ita! It’s against code to be flashing your chest as distraction! Ita! You can’t keep sneaking out like that on a school night!”

“Heh good one but I can do you one better” he clears his throat and squares his shoulders “Shinso-kun! We eat meals together as a class! Shinso-kun! Don’t do laundry at 3am, it disrupts our sleep! Curfew is 8pm!”

I start howling in laughter “Oh jeez that was spot on!” tears well up in my eyes because of how hard I was laughing “my tummy hurts HOO!” 

Shinso looks at her laughing her head off and starts to see what Tenya means. She’s genuine and like an open book, her laugh is tugging at his heartstrings. ‘Maybe Iida is just a coward’ Shinso thinks to himself ‘or maybe she doesn’t like him after all, hmmm, she’ll be mine in no time.’

“We should spend an evening together sometime” he spoke up.

“That sounds nice” I said, picking up on his hint “I’d love that.”

He picks up on her interest “Cool, I thought you might” he chuckles a bit “to be honest, living in the dorms kinda sucks and I need to spend time with someone that doesn’t ask me dumb questions about my habits and quirk.”

“Oof that sounds familiar” I rolled my eyes but looked up at him “but just send me a text and I’d be down with whatever, I know all the cool spots.”

We walk up to the dorms and part ways to our rooms. I get excited that somebody is finally being more forward with their interest in me. For the first time in a long time, it feels like the right person came along. He doesn’t want to change me nor smothers me....you could say that I’m falling for him but we’ll see how that plays out.

-End Chapter 27-

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Day 3 of 7. Pets, Shared Apartment

      “Hey there, kitty-kitty...” Stooping over, the sunlight glaring at his back... And a tiny mewl to answer him, orange eyes looking up at him. Ah! It’s melting his heart!

     It started weeks ago. Every day on his way to his Uncle’s agency, bright and early, Shuichi passed through a quiet little street. It would have been entirely unremarkable if it weren’t for the lone denizen he often saw--a ginger-and-white tabby, happy to greet the rare stranger. The first weeks, he’d felt the compulsion to wave at them. This had to be their home, right? If it wasn’t from a house, then this street. It was a little scrawny, young, but unafraid even if he nervously couldn’t bring himself to approach.

     It’s the next Monday by the time he could muster the courage to break this tentative trust. He approached, watching as they flitted their tail and moved a little away. No, not that good of friends. “Ah, sorry... I wasn’t going to shoo you away. Do you--do you want to greet me?” His hand outstretched toward them. Whatever it thought of it, it did sit down at least, passively accepting him. It warmed his heart a bit. “Is it alright if I pass through here? I have to twice a day to go to work and back.” Of course the feline wouldn’t care about it, but it seemed natural to talk to it like another person, hoping for the gleam of understanding in its orange eyes. He might’ve spent longer if he didn’t have the day booked--it was a lot of work, being an Ace Pet Detective.

     By the time it’d been late that week, his boyfriends had already learned about it; it was hard to hide anything from them. “Oooh? Shuichi, are you saying you like cats?” That had been the first thing out of Kokichi’s lips, eyes filled with interest and bounding over to him. “What kind is it? A black cat, all spooky and bad luck and-”

     “What? No, no! A ginger cat.” He could swear he saw Kaito exhale a held breath. Was Kokichi teasing him, using this as a--no, of course he was. “I don’t know if he’s someone’s. They’re really thin, so I’m a little worried about them in this summer heat... I brought a little milk with me yesterday for them.”

     “You-” Kokichi faultered, surprise on his face. “You don’t know? Cats are super lactose intolerant when they’re adults. You probably made them sick.” There might have been concern there, but such simple a mistake, and with him being a pet detective no less-!

     It had Shuichi freezing up, the feeling of a dull, aching pain rising up along his bones. A hell of an empathetic response if he ever had one, hands gripping at his shirt. “I must’ve made them--oh no!” He was a pacifist in his own accord, a boy who hated the idea of suffering in others, clinging to the vestiges of his own depression at times--so the realization was distressing. He’d never meant to hurt them.

     “Whoa, hey, you didn’t--take a breath, man. Just don’t bring milk anymore. I mean, once its through its system, it’s alright, right? It’s like when you eat something with too much spice!” Kaito clenched a fist, gesturing at him. “Just bring some water next time!”

     Stars, that sounded so simple. But Shuichi was a boy who always went the extra mile, and so he made a plan--he’d get some fresh fish from the market, and offer it. Surely that would amend things, right?

     And so, to the mirth of his boyfriends, he took some extra change with him the next day and went on his walk. It wasn’t a work day, but he left at the same time as one, hoping they wouldn’t run from him after everything. He really hadn’t meant to poison them...!

     Fresh salmon, fresh tuna... Ah, the tuna was a little cheaper, so maybe that’s better... Yeah, he’ll go with that. One slice was too little, that’d make the clerk annoyed with such a tiny order--so he bought enough for a lunchtime snack for himself and his boyfriends. One slice could be the cat’s.

     Done with the market, he headed back toward his work, crossing the street into the clandestine block. He didn’t see the ginger cat immediately however, despite calling. Was it already too late...? Had he broken what trust he’d built?

     ...The blinds of a house moved. If he’d been wearing his hat, he would’ve missed it entirely, but sure enough, there was small scraping noises accompanying it, luring him close.

     Ah-

     The cat was inside someone’s home!

     So was this the owner? He hadn’t seen anyone come or go, but he never waited too long on the street before, so he didn’t expect to. Would it be rude to...? No! He had to make up for his mistake!

     Gathering his courage, Shuichi stepped to the front door and knocked on the wooden frame. It took a moment, but an old woman answered. “I’m sorry, we’re not interested in any products-”

     “Oh! I’m not a salesman. I work at Saihara’s Agency--er, but that’s not why I’m here.” He had to make a mental note to relax his body. She seemed intrigued, which meant he hadn’t offended her. “I apologize for bothering you--the cat in the window... Is he your’s?”

     “Oh my! Well yes, he is. I picked him up from the shelter not long ago, in fact. You must have seen him--he loves watching people pass through.” Her smile was wide, if not slightly awkward by her loose dentures.

     “Yes, I’d seen him on the way to work. I don’t always walk back home so--a-anyway, I gave him some milk earlier this week and I was told that can make them really sick so--!” He fumbled with his bags, procuring the small single-slice package set aside from the rest. “Please give this to him!”

     His ears must have been burningly red by the time she stopped laughing. It was like this could very well be the funniest thing she’d ever heard, before she wheezed and cleared her throat, taking the slice. “You did no harm, but I’ll give him this as a treat. You’re an incredibly kind and honest man. Not like a lot of boys your age.” Her eyes crinkled with her smile. “I hope you get home soon, though. It’s supposed to rain today, so I’ve kept him in with me--though he doesn’t like it. Might like it more after this.” The package was lifted a fraction, indicating it.

     “A-alright, and thank you! Have a nice day!”

     He parted ways.

     As the days continued, he had to admit... He’d hoped they’d been a stray. The idea of taking an orphaned animal off the street was appealing and it’s not like their apartment was a no-pet-zone, but it seemed like fate had outwitted him. It’d been nice to have the companion in the mornings.

     Late one afternoon, he came home to all but being swept into the kitchen under Kaito’s arm, Kokichi sitting with a box on the table. Large enough for a cake, he could swear, but it didn’t look like it was from a pastry place...

     “Good thing you’re home! Kokichi and I have a surprise for you, since you’re been putting in all these hours at work and never ask for much.” Kaito’s arm slid  lower, hooking around his waist to bring him close--the contact was nice. “Can you guess what it is?”

      “A um... New shoes?”

     “Whaaat? Why would we buy you dumb shoes? You gotta try them on to know if they fit anyway!” Kokichi burst out, snickering. “Try harder!”

     “The package doesn’t look like it’s food, and it’s not a cake box... If it’s not shoes or clothing, I don’t know what else it could be. It doesn’t look heavy or delicate, so it can’t be anything too expensive.”

     “He’s gonna be here all day guessing; just open the damn lid Kokichi.”

     “Fiiine! Laaaaame.” The monochromatic boy stood up and pried off the lid, setting it aside and reaching in with both arms. And then--!

     “Surprise! We got you a kitten!”

     Was it kosher to cry over a gift? Well, he certainly was either way, because this had to be the best gift yet.