#hes holding out his pawsies

[tubbytarchia]

Not sure I like how Ren looks here but uhm. Canonically married huh

[feralcat77]

Posted @withrepost • @_lovedatlast Spay/neuter trip days are always the longest days! 4am-midnight this round. 😴 I'm finally calling it quits for the day with my pal Alan here. 🥰 13 cats went for fixin' today. A few adoptable LAL kittens, 1 LAL feral, and the rest were helping others with their strays or rescued babies. One lady had a handsome panther boy show up on her porch. She has been wanting to bring him inside, but she needed him vetted and combo tested first as she has other cats. I was so glad to get him in for her ahead of the winter weather, but he unfortunately tested positive for FeLV and she is so upset. She is willing to do whatever she can for him and he is a lucky boy to have her. LAL is paying for the PCR test to confirm his status, but I'm holding out hope that it was a false positive! The test was sent out today. Please send all your good vibes and prayers his way! Another cat showed up there right after he did and she is suspected to be very pregnant, so we're worried she may be positive as well now. I offered to cover her testing so we can try to make a plan for her too. We can't let a FeLV+ cat give birth to probable FeLV+ babies out in the winter weather. Cross all your pawsies for these guys to be negative. Their human is really amazing and deserves help. This is the kind of thing your support makes it possible for LAL to do. Helping cats is a given, but helping cat people with big hearts who do the right thing is a big & important mission here too. If you can chip in on today's bill, please do so we can keep on keepin' on! Link in bio for all the ways to give. 💖 https://www.instagram.com/p/CmLciaILPEL/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[doodleybugg]

Could you write a fic for The daughter of poly!marauders always feel as if she can't compare to her younger brother Harry except for one thing she is the Huffelpuff seaker and she is equal or better than Harry at it. Until one day agents the slithering Draco knocks her off her broom causing it to shatter. Quickly James noticed how fast she leaves her hurt body to get her broom. Sirius pulls her to lie still. Later as Harry tries to talk to her she tells him to leave her alone he can now officially be better at it all that soon there will be nothing for there dad's to be proud of her for not realizing all of her dad's are behind her

This is a great idea!! I love it <33

Tags: crying, self-doubt, I think that's it but tell me if I missed any

You were falling. Tears blurred your vision as you roughly hit the ground. You heard many things shatter. Your bones, sure, but the one you were focused on was your broom, the way it snapped in half, flecks of wood flying. Your heart wrenched as you flipped yourself over, a broken arm trying desperately to hold you up as you examined your broom. It was broken beyond repair, the bristles all bent and the stick snapped in many places. You let out a sob as people in the stands gasped, realizing what has happened. A loud whistle sounded, and the game was forced to stop, but you weren't paying attention. Your mind wandered to what your fathers reactions would be.

Would Sirius be too compelled with what Harry's was doing to notice you fell? Would Remus sigh with disapointment at the fact you let some snobby student push you off your broom? Would James look at you with anger as you'd ruined the game for everyone?

People rushed to you, hands fumbling, pulling you up and someone carrying you away. You reached for your broom as it got farther and farther away, earning a sigh from madam Hooch, the person carrying you. You landed in a hospital bed, your teammates surrounding you with questions like "are you okay? What happened? Does it hurt?" as if they couldn't see the way your face twisted in pain, the bruises that painted your body. Everyone was ushered out as madam Pomfery aided your injuries, and you quickly fell asleep, tired from the game, and the events that took place.

~

When you woke up, the only thing you could see was the face of your brother, Harry Potter, eyes glued to your face as your eyes clenched shut from the light in the room.

"Go away" you muttered, and Harry tilted his head, confused.

"Are you okay, Y/N? You got hurt pretty bad" he said innocently, and you stared up at him.

"I said leave me alone. You can go be the perfect son, you're already so much better than me" you snarled, eyes narrowed as you winced from the aching in your chest.

"What do you mean?"

"You're our dad's favourite, all of them. Now they have nothing to be proud of me over. I broke my broom, I ruined the game. I messed up. Go, enjoy your glory, Harry" you spat his name like it tastes bad, and he flinched, eyes behind you, looking at something you were to angry to turn around to see.

"Y/N" someone behind you said. Remus, your dad. You froze, and Harry but his lip. You rolled over, and all your dad's were there, sitting on chairs watching you. You shut your eyes from embarrassment.

"Harry's not the 'favourite', and we're all very proud of you, no matter what" James said, a pitiful smile tugging at his lips.

"We're not mad at all, pawsie" Sirius explained, your nickname falling off his tongue, making you slightly smirk.

Remus nodded in agreement, hugging you gently.

I'm real tired, is that a good enough stopping point? Sorry t sucks so bad, I'm running on no sleep and a cup of coffee :)

[solarsleepless]

Hello good sir.

Please rant to me about avian hybrid/ Lion hybrid/ enderman hybrid c!Niki headcanons and au's. I NEED MORE of your c!niki banter cs I have already read your fics 3times over and over again.

SHJHJSHJSHJSHJSH GIVE ME GENDER EUPHORIA AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE

i'll give some hcs for each

Avian Niki

niki is either a crow hybrid or an angel hybrid. on one hand crow niki is funny to me on the other hand badass angel

her feathers, ironically, stay white during her 'villain' arc because yaknow symbolism

when she was going out with puffy, she'd let puffy preen them

because she was the only other winged hybrid, quackity trusted her to preen his own wings

in return he preened hers while she was in jail

she used to fly with puffy because love <3

during her isolation arc, she takes out feathers as an unhealthy coping mechanism, reasoning to herself that there's no need to preen if she doesn't have any feathers left (yes it's morbid)

eventually tho she just. doesnt even wear clothes for her wings

she just hides them underneath, which is of course VERY uncomfortable

they get worse and worse and ache more and more and she wants to fly so badly but she can't unless she preens them and she can't because she just can't!

when she joins the syndicate, the first thing phil says during their second meeting is: "hey niki didn't you have wings? what happened to them?"

his voice is tinged with sympathy; he knows what it's like to not be able to fly

she freezes, just stops moving, then starts to cry

phil is worried he's done something wrong, but then she reveals that she's kept her wings hidden under wil's coat and cloak all that time (note the symbolism)

he immediately is like "what the FUCK" when he sees them because there are feathers falling when it's not even shedding season yet?? also there are a few in places they shouldn't be at all? there are some fucking missing?????

long story short it takes multiple hours to get them back in place

niki passes out during it because it's been so long since she hasn't been in constant pain

when she wakes up, phil insists on keeping her there to preen her wings

also the syndicate has a long discussion about what happened and they promise each other and themselves to help her get better

Lion Hybrid Niki

she purrs end tweet

no but seriously this girl will purr to end and back

she purrs louder than ranboo which is SAYING something

she loves the scritchy scratches behind the ears. like REALLY loves 'em. she'll just- once you give her scritches she just. surrenders and leans into it. her purring sounds like a fucking jet plane when she gets the scritchies

she can roar, she only uses it to intimidate people tho

her self-worth is just. deeper than bedrock. she has no self-worth

she and puffy are working on it but she still... needs help

sometimes she gets phantom pain from her declawed fingers. she's found out it hurts less when she massages it, but she can't actually reach it, so she asks puffy to do it, and puffy can't help but feel guilty each time she sees the stumps

also niki hates getting her nails trimmed. like HATES it. even if she doesn't want them growing as long as they did before, the idea of something sharp near her fingers after what happened just makes her blanch

eventually tho she does have to do it

she hugs puffy while ant cuts her nails, and puffy whispers sweet, reassuring comments to her.

like

"you're doing so good. i'm so proud of you" and "we're almost there. you okay? we're gonna get through this."

sometimes tho niki just.. can't handle it. but she doesn't want to disappoint puffy either so she tries to just get through it anyways.

puffy notices her discomfort and asks her if she wants to stop. niki hesitates before nodding.

"niki, you being comfortable is so much more important than this. we can do it tomorrow, okay?"

Enderman Hybrid Niki

makes littol enderman noises. sometimes when she's stressed, sometimes just idly, sometimes when she's happy!

she has a tail because how can i not give her one

also she has pawsies and hands like magpiebur by @/nightferns (BECAUSE I LOVE THE WAY THEY DRAW WILBUR'S PAWWWS)

can withstand water a little better than ranboo, being more human than him

it still burns though

she just has higher pain tolerance lul

also can touch snow unlike ranboo because she's half human, half enderman

her ears and tail twitch whenever she's anxious

didn't really like eye contact, and the l'manbergians respected that (esp eret who didnt like people staring at their eyes either) until schlatt came along and basically forced it, so she kinda forced herself to do it from then on

unlike ranboo however, she doesnt go into enderwalk. she actually hasn't got an enderwalk because ranboo got it from nervous habit and it 'evolved' from there (my hc anyway), she instead literally gets hurt

like it hurts her to make eye contact

ranboo sees that she makes eye contact despite being an enderman hybrid and is like: "...HOW???"

she's just like "oh i force myself to do it lul. cause everyone expects me to anyways. it hurts after a while but its fine"

he just goes completely silent after that, then tells phil and techno at the syndicate meeting (while niki is admiring steve) not to hold eye contact w/niki because it hurts her

techno: "HEHH??? she seemed fine when i visited her!!" ranboo: "yeah she's been hiding it this whole time because society expects her to do it." techno, an adhd fella: "..phil where are the adoption papers-"

niki's confused by the end. why did nobody look at her? why did nobody maintain eye contact with her??? did they not like her?

but at the end phil explains that they thought that because she was an enderman hybrid she wouldn't like it (they're lying to not throw ranboo under the bus)

niki just stares, then starts to cry because holy Shit they are so nice

"nIKI NO YOU'RE BURNING-"

used to bite her tail as a way of self-harm. techno was VERY concerned when he saw the bite marks, but niki just lied and said that it was a dog attack

he knows for a fact it wasn't a dog because he's been bitten and his furniture has bites and it didnt look like that

more like that One Time when Ranboo bit him while he was in his enderwalk state

cue him connecting the dots and being like "...WAIT"

niki also really likes blocks. like we all know her city is weird in some parts because it's built with different blocks, signifying niki's jumbled up mind while planning to kill tommy. but in the enderman hybrid niki hc, its also partly because blocks feel nice and she wanted to feel different ones

her tail curls around the legs of people she likes. so far, it's gone around: wilbur, tommy n tubbo (those two specifically during pogtopia), fundy, eret, puffy and the rest of the syndicate

whenever puffy made her flustered she'd blush either green or pink. no inbetween. puffy was very confused and thought niki was disgusted by her at first and was all :(( before niki explained her wack biology

that's all i got for now im afraid!

[prince-honeypaw]

omg omg could you do shinsou and izuku regressing together??? I think they would be so cute

♡ Oh absolutely!

♡ Izuku regresses older than Hitoshi does, but that doesn't cause any problems between the two babies whatsoever!

♡ Little Shinsou likes to listen to Midoriya babble about his interest of the day while laying on his tummy and chewing on his pacifier.

♡ They're such an imaginative little pair!

♡ Izuku will start talking about something and to show that he's following along, Hitoshi will provide little doodles.

♡ They created a game out of this where they'll try to make stories out of the doodles and one man conversations.

♡ It usually ends in giggling and rolling around on the floor like a couple of puppies.

♡ They have yet to actually make a coherent story.

♡ Shinsou loves to play with Midoriya's hair, patting at it and putting cute little clippies in it, gurgling and babbling all sweet.

♡ They are not allowed to play with paints unattended- Especially finger paints.

♡ One rule- They had one rule! Keep your pawsies on the paper.

♡ They managed to break seven rules.

♡ But, they did make a very good living Escher paintings.

♡ They do almost everything together! Holding hands and scampering around, always giggling and warbling about this or that.

♡ Such a wholesome little pair that doesn't usually get into trouble!

♡ Except when they do.

♡ They always share! Snacks, baths, naps, drinks, toys- And punishments.

♡ If Zuzu goes in the corner, 'Toshi goes too!

♡ He's not gonna let him suffer alone.

♡ Thankfully, the amount of punishments they earn is very limited.

♡ Shinsou likes to copy Midoriya, which can lead to some very cute interactions, like is Midoriya cleans his friend's face, the baby will try to do the same.

♡ They're too cute for their own good.

[pinkysfaultorbrainsfault]

pinky and the brain - s1e4: pinky and the fog

hello everyone! the hiatus is still going because i still feel like shit, mr stark, but this episode is weirdly short so i’m doing it anyway while i have some energy. i have a blood test tomorrow! i should be sleeping. i am not. (:

episode summary: brain has listened to too much of The Mist, which in this universe is a radio drama about a superhero, and not an overly depressing book where everyone dies. in turn, brain dubs himself “the fog,” and aims to hypnotise people by having his own radio show where he sticks his fingers in his mouth and does a funny voice.

i love him.

the rundown: it is New York City in 1932.

this time, there is very little introduction to the wonderful world of New York City 1932. there’s no intro or anything. it just cuts straight to mice.

they are listening to the radio. “WHO KNOWS WHAT MADNESS LURKS IN THE HEARTS OF MAN. THE MIST KNOWS.” at least now we know what madness lurks in the mind of peter hastings.

brain does not care. he’s meditating.

pinky, meanwhile, is unimpressed by the quality of radio. produced by rusty mills? he didn’t do a very good job, evidently.

“narf. i still can’t get a picture on this thing, brain.”

lol.

brain sits there and massages his head and pulls a funny face. he tells pinky to be quiet, because he has “almost finished honing” his “razor sharp mental powers”, which i assume means that he has buried himself in a seventy-eighth layer of emotional repression. homeboy is in narnia at this point.

pinky is excited about honing!!

and then he falls off the wheel.

brain does not care for the fate of his cagemate, and goes on to elaborate that

NOW HE HAS THE POWER

by power, he presumably means “funny little hat and cape”. he is now, as he emphatically tells pinky, THE FOG.

“nice fedora, brain”, says pinky, predicting every single person on reddit who thinks, perhaps, that they are brain in a world of pinkys. or possibly a rick sanchez in a world of whoever the other guy is that he doesn’t like. i’m not sure these kinds of people watch TV, for fear of Social Justice Messaging.

anyway brain is not an incel and we should be nice to him.

“but i see you more as a beret type.” see? berets are better! they have no terrible association, unless you’re particularly adverse to the french.

anyway brain offers to demonstrate his Mental Powers.

“ooohhh, i love it when you demonstrate, brain.” yes, pinky, i’m sure you do. he manages to not be gay for long enough to turn off the radio, which is more than most people can say for themselves.

“by altering the frequencies of my voice, i am able to befog men’s minds!”

i guess it doesn’t work on women, apparently. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

“with some electronic gizmo thingy?”

“no! with these.”

okay.

IN A MOMENT YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO SEE ME. FOR I AM THE FOG.

as pinky attempts to turn the radio back on, he accidentally trips over their wheel.

you can’t see it very well, but rest assured it is definitely spinning very fast.

air mouse.

nyoom.

“egad brain! it worked! i can’t see you!”

brain is taking a bath.

still, as he ponders how to use his power on “millions of people at once”, pinky excitedly tells him that his trick worked! he’s as good as the guy on the radio!! (:

brain pulls his patented Idea Face. we know he’s just had an idea because he goes all like O:O and it’s cute.

brain will go on the radio! “taking the place of mist, so i can broadcast my genuine mental powers to millions of listeners, befogging their minds until they,”

MAKE ME THEIR LEADER.

so off they go to the radio station.

the radio tower they need to access is, of course, at the tippy-top of this building. brain calls it “yon tower”, for some reason (pretentious git) and casually mentions that soon it will broadcast his befogging message to every household in the world!

“and then, my dream will be realised.”

“you mean--”

“you’ll finally get to dance with the ballets russes?”

“no. the other dream.”

they make it into the radio station eventually, where they meet this bellboy.

we’re bellboys ouo

brain BEFOGS HIS MIND

and asks him very nicely to close the door.

GET IT?? HE’S A DOOR MOUSE. LOL

“open the door.” ):

the bellboy obliges, and, yet again, brain survives something that would kill literally anyone else.

it’s preparation for elmyra. probably.

inside the studio, the orchestra play some music befitting for a woman to freak out about getting kidnapped or whatever.

there she is. YOU’LL NEVER GET AWAY WITH THIS, YOU CRAZED MADMAN.

THE MIST WILL FIND ME.

IF HE DOES. HE’LL FIND YOU IN THESE CHAINS. UAAAAHHAHAHAHAHA.

<jingle jangle.>

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH.

as the Crazed Madman elaborates on his list of tortures (IN THIS DARK CELLAH, DOWN A LONG LOOOONG FLIGHT OF STAIRS) (which sounds like the filming location for funnybones, but go fig. hope lady enjoys the faint sound of meglovania playing in the distance) the mice watch, unimpressed.

brain does whatever that is with his arms, i guess. he’s squaring up.

as he peeps (don’t do it, pluto) pinky confides with a naaaaaaaaarf that he didn’t expect radio to be like this! more like-- okay, he describes it as “a big red squishy ball with little nobules on it” but i think i get what he means. kind of like windows media player visualisers.

i hope none of y’all are too young to get that.

“who are those ridiculous people who just stand there and read?”

“those are actors, pinky.”

“and who are those people that nobody’s paying attention to?”

“those are the writers.”

oof.

that burn concluded, the mice make their way into the vents.

brain flies away with his cape, somehow.

pinky........... also has a go.

rip.

conclusion:

this is a short episode.

as they make their joint landing on the desk of the sound effects guy, 

brain BEFOGS HIS MIIIIIIND

FOR HE IS THE FOG

pinky excitedly interrupts to tell brain that the actual mist has arrived.

hmmmmm.

“the jig is up, crazed madman. for i am the mist.”

“MIIIIIIST. SAAAAAAAVE MEEEEEEE.”

as the mice prepare to make their debut, Crazed Madman informs the mist that he is too late! he is locking his girlfriend in his SECRET DUNGEON

BONK.

YOU FIEND, yells mist.

but the crazed madman isn’t done yet! he’s NAILING THE DOOR SHUT.

narrow escape for pinky. he has gone his whole life with a perfect tail and he’s not about to get it all bendy now, god damn it. he has to be on queer eye in like ten minutes.

brain is less fortunate.

alright well. never mind. oh dear.

AND, because Crazed Madman isn’t done yet. TO MAKE SURE THE POOR LASS CANNOT POSSIBLY ESCAPE.

I’M BUILDING A BRICK WALL IN FRONT OF IT.

ouch.

THEN I’LL THROW THESE DISHES UNTIL I SMASH YOUR HEAD IN, MIST

“haha!” says mist. “you can’t get me!”

“NOT EVEN WITH THIS,”

“ANVIL???????????”

BONK ² .

oof.

“i dare you to do that again!”

“oh no.”

BONK ³ .

“quick, pinky. run for cover!”

it’s a very cute screenshot! so they take cover inside... whatever instrument this is.

i don’t know!! i’m sorry!!!!

good thing the mist TOOK THE PRECAUTION

OF CALLING THE CAVALRY

nyoom.

I HEAR THEM COMING NOW

this is just.... a lot, at this point.

after getting bonked around so much, pinky is just about ready to jump into the bin.

he holds his nose! it’s very cute. brain follows him, pretty much without thinking about it, which is also very cute.

“a bomb!” yells distressed lady, as a bomb evidently becomes plot relevant.

“a bomb?” says the mist.

“a bomb?” says brain.

“sure, here’s one.” says pinky.

hm.

“i rerouted your bomb!” yells mist. “so all you blew up was your own lab!”

“my lab!” yells Crazed Madman.

“my hero!” yells Distressed Lady.

“my head.” says The Fog, shortly before collapsing with exhaustion.

SO ENDS ANOTHER EPISODE OF THE MIST.

meanwhile, back at the lab, a very bandaged brain mourns the loss of his Befogging Powers. his pawsies got all banged up!

never mind. at least they have Experimental Television Project to cheer them up!

brain isn’t into it.

brain: 6 pinky: 7 outside influence: 12

“i think so, brain, but--”

“the rockettes? i mean-- it’s mostly girls, isn’t it?”

[alligaytorswamp]

hi adry! i wanted to drop in real quick and say that, though i have no idea what you're drawing most of the time, i see you're art and i just think "wow look at him go being all talented and shit like dang i'm proud of him art is hard and he's out there just doing it" also here is bear ฅ( ̳͒•ಲ• ̳͒)♪

aghdgjhgdasj well if that’s regarding the last 2 art posts.. those are just ocs, not mine, ... people’s .... lmao

other than that I tag everything accordingly (at least I think I do) but yeah here it’s just a bunch of ocs of people I don’t know personally or anything so-

and maybe you weren’t even referring to that and I am making a fool out of myself hm

anyways!!

aslkdjsl... th... thank.. u............................ i really appreciate that q_q

this bear has its pawsie out... imma hold... *cries*

[demethinkstoomuch]

Deme Rates Villagers: Cubs

It’s Bears, but Smaller!

(Why didn’t I lump Bears and Cubs the way I did Cows and Bulls? Because there are a fair number of them, I think.)

I have also realized that, rather than a numerical rating, an emoticon rating might be better. I may do numbers from time to time, and so likely will not go back for the others. There will not be a scale, but a broad expression of my feelings. Or a mimic of their faces. Or a comment. Sometimes.

Disclaimer: Images are from the wiki, all good dogs, my ratings are mainly just there because “Deme gives her abstract thoughts on villagers” is hardly a catchy thing.

Aisle

Another Animal Forest E+ exclusive, another villager that looks like they came out of a Rare game like Banjo-Kazooie or Conker’s Bad Fur Day, even though this one doesn’t feature any exact equivolents. On the whole, I think the high contrast between the blue fur and the tuft of blond hair is a bad look, but the big blue eyes being sort of heavy-lidded and dour’s kind of cute.

Rating: :|

Barold

Barold is great. Like, I don’t entirely know what they’re going for with him -- he vaguely suggests either Fred Flinstone or an IT guy in my head -- but I love it either way.  (Fred Flinstone: 5 o’ clock shadow, shirt. IT Guy: Eeyes have kind of a glasses shape, beard).  He’s oozing with character, albeit a strange character, and do I detect little white pawsies? I do!

Rating: B’|

Bluebear

She’s a bear! She’s blue! She’s got a little white and a little pink, which gives her a nicely over-all pastel look. I like the darker blue (Fire Emblem Lord Blue, perhaps?) hair on her. She is just cute.

Rating: :)

Cheri

Another colorful bear cub, this one, pink! I like her, she’s sassy. Nice eyebrows that pair with her eyes to give her an impression of moxie that’s still quite cute. Hair is spiky, which adds to that. She’s peppy, which means that by peppy standards, she’s pretty edgy, in a weird, pink little bear way. Either way, she’s rather cute.

Rating: :]

Chester

Man, what do the Animal Crossing devs have against just letting pandas be cute? Chow, Chester... They’re both just sort of weird in a way that I find, funnily enough, more unsettling or dull than charming. Long pupils are not friend-shaped; if they leaned into the creepy, like with a goat, that would be one thing, but it rather spoils Chester. The sad-looking mouth could be cute, but it’s a bit big for that. Almost there, Chester, but just not.

Rating: :(

Cupcake

So, Cupcake is kind of Cheri, but with a half-hearted snootification effort via heavy-lidded eyeshadow eyes. Meh.

Rating: :[ (Like Cheri, but worse.)

Judy

A New Horizons new villager, and Judy is sure an aesthetic! The pastel gradients, the enormous sparkly eyes with the big shojou lashes, she just screams that she belongs in a gothic lolita girl’s arms during a photoshoot. Get this bear a lace-up dress. She could be an extra Hello Kitty collab character or something. I’m not actually a huge fan of Judy, but I cannot possibly deny that she is wonderfully what she is, and so while the agressively UWU quality to her isn’t for me, but I can’t help but applaud it. Dedication! Also, I like the subtler blush. It works.

Rating:  (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

June

June is maaaybe my favorite cub, she’s just simple and pleasant-looking, without being a pastel screaming-fest, Her colorscheme and implied heavy fringe has a sort of... Like, it makes her big blue eyes and over-all cuteness read “girl next door,” sort of an ordinary, natural cute. And then you add the cute big hibiscus for a little pop that contrasts with her eyes. It’s just a real cute look. I’d probably, though, if I were to consider adopting her, check to make sure her eyes aren’t super weird when you look at them from other angles. It’s a bad fate to befall a villager.

Rating:  (◕‿◕✿) (Babe, hold my flower)

Kody

Hey, look, it’s one of my starter New Leaf villagers! Kody was the last of my first villagers to move out, too, sticking around for quite a while indeed. His departure left a hole that Clyde entered through via someone’s void, and I was not happy about that. As a result, I feel fonder of Kody than I would otherwise, since otherwise, he’s just, you know, a blue bear with a darker blue spot, like many animals that are just like that except not bears. It can be charming with the right face, but there’s nothing particularly noteworthy about his face. It’s just Kody. There he is. Old chum.

Rating:  ˅ u ˅ Ah, the memories...

Maple

Awwww, look at her! She’s just precious, very simple, with implied floofy bangs and bright little dot eyes. Even the pink sticker blush works better with her colors than I see in a lot of places. If June didn’t have her flowers, maybe I’d be here saying Maple’s my favorite. Maybe Maple is my favorite, I don’t know. She feels like angelfood cake, you, know? Light, pleasant, sweet...Though, admittedly, not especially flavorful.  She’s just cute as she is.

Rating:  ‘ ◕  w ◕ ‘

Marty

Ah, a Sanrio villager! ...Not one of the cuter ones, really. Looks sort of like a honey jar bear to me, which is, I suppose, something. His eyebrows have an unassuming quality, like he’s just a normal guy.

Rating: Normal Guy / Guys

Murphy

Remember everything I said about Kody? Yeah, still true about Murphy. His coloring is just sort of “spotted bear,” now in green. But! He does have big square eyebrows and big square eyes, which give him a bit of extra character, reliably and kinda sleepy. A good face.

Rating = w = (A good thing, I promise.)

Olive

Olive is a villager I’ve heard compared to Maple a lot -- it’s the shirt, I suppose, but really, more than that. Her color scheme is also pretty naturalistic and grounded, she has a cute bang outline. She doesn’t push the cute as hard, but that might make her more comfortable, less out-and-out cutesy to folks. That said, her eyes just have that quality I found with the birds, where something about them, paired with the surprised eyebrows, that feels kinda blank, like they reveal nothing. Staring. These eyes have seen too much. But she’s still pretty cute, won’t lie.

Rating: O-O

Pekoe

Aww, isn’t she cute? This screenshot makes her look more cream-colored than I’m used to thinking of her as, a dramatic bonus to her over-all level of adorable. Pekoe’s use of ears to suggest little covered hair-buns is pretty flavorful; it makes me wonder if they almost wanted to make a cute, very on-theme panda, and then decided “No, let’s just make her a white bear, good enough.”  Still, her face is cute, too, with a distinct set of eyes carrying through the same sort of design sensibilities as her hair and ears/buns, intensely stylized. It’s a nice look.

Rating: :)

Poko

What is with the shape of his head? You all see that, right, where his head is a totally different, longer, shape? Why? What does it mean? Is it meant to be like a mask? If it were meant to be a long mask, that’d be cool. I don’t think it is? It’s a mystery that he would need another appearance to solve, and that’s not happening.

Rating: ? :/

Poncho

Poncho’s cute. He’s basically just blue Olive, though the bangs are less fwooshy. Still, I find him a bit cuter than Olive, because the oval eyes sort of soften the effect of round on round on round that looks strange and staring; this is a bit more cartoony and cute. That’s about it from me. Pretty cute.

Rating: 0 ˅ 0

Pudge

Oh, Pudge looks so sad and alone! I want to hug and protect him! I’ve checked other screenshots, that’s just how Pudge’s face is, and it’s so precious! I do not get the freen on the ears and tip of tail, though. I do not understand why this is a thing, and I cannot say I approve of it. It’s kind of a distracting negative among this otherwise adorable design of a baby I just want to protect!

Rating: (> ‘ . ’)> Come here and let me hug you!

Stitches

OK, so, maybe if it’s not June or Maple, maybe Stitches is best cub. Certainly, he’s the most thematically strong, with this adorable patchwork teddybear design! His eyes evoke a really cute version of his name, little stitches. Just adorable and aesthetically on-point and I’m really happy to see him. I could see him with a place on my island, if I only didn’t have too many villagers I could see with a place.

Rating :D or, alternatively, XwX just for him.

Tammy

Oh, it’s almost all the things I dislike in a villager design. Random colors without real cohesion or purpose, just “well, this is a colorful animal” that clash with other randomly-selected colors (orange blush, deep rose eyeshadow, pale pink inner ears, white muzzle/paws, brown bangs) with eyeshadowed eyes to say “Hey this is a snooty” without going all-in for glamor-comedy? I think we’ve hit bingo. Funnily enough, I think this might be my least-favorite cub.

Rating: :(

Vladimir

Vladimir is ugly with dedication. Vladimir is ugly with a passion. Vladimir is ugly with soul and purpose. Buck teeth and that flatly furrowed, thin, no-brow-unibrow! Those awful bangs! Truly, Vladimir is an artist’s study in ugly-cute. I can’t say that it works to vaunt him into a villager I’d really love to have around, but I can profoundly respect him.

Rating:    ಠ ῳ ಠ

The cubs are good, in conclusion. A good mix of aesthetics, and at least 3 I rather like, which is a good number. Also, I got to whip out some Japanese emoticons, and isn’t that important?

[mingjue]

I Absolutely do not want to annoy you! But if you’re willing,,,,would you like to tell me more about dragon mingjue and Xichen and their quiet affections for each other 🥺🥺

These asks never annoy me!!!!!!!!!!! Do not worry abt it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mingjues. Only interactions with humans before Xichen started soothing him was eating them or fighting with them. So. He has very little concept of how humans show each other affection. Nie dragons butt their horns together, in their dragon forms they twist together into a pile or spar with each other, etc. etc..

Mingjue tried the head butting bit with xichen but it ended with xichen developing a bruise— and explaining what happened to Lan Qiren was more embarrassing than he had thought it would be. So from there, he’s more gentle with xichen bc apparently humans r still fragile as Hell after so many years.

Xichen begins to actually start brushing mingjues hair— but only after he is calmed by Xichens playing. Mingjue mentions how before, something, happened Nie dragons commonly wore braids. And so xichen started learning how to braid neatly, & he never pried over what happened to the dragons that made them abandon something like that. Mingjue is always on the brink of dozing off when Xichen does this, so he’s either resting his head in lxc’s lap or on a pillow of some sort (that xichen had to bring).

He’s still very much a dragon tho, so when he’s laying down, he’s on his belly or curled up in some way. He also got a habit of wrapping his tail around xichen when they’re sitting next to each other whether it be Xichens waist, arm, leg, etc. too— or if mingjue is laying next to him. The one time xichen laid down with him, the gay tension was so high mingjue had to shift back to his dragon form bc he was so flustered (xichen ended up cradled in the pile of dragon, but took nmj shifting to his dragon form as him being uncomfortable :( WHEN ACTUALLY ITS INTIMATE; but yeah he starts keeping more of a distance until nmj drags him back)

Once Xichen knows things aren’t “awkward between them anymore” he gets back to grooming nmjs hair. He also starts finding ways to get the glossiness back in nmjs scales after a while, since a lot are dulled due to scars or lack of proper care. Mingjue still takes care of his own claws tho— doesn’t let xichen touch them until he’s confessed. He also starts having his pawsies out more often after confessing so xichen can hold them and pet at the scales there.

ALSO. I mentioned dragon huaisang hoarding art right. Mingjue also hoards— but he hoards swords, daggers, anything bladed. Xichen notes this, & it hit nmj that he’s in love with xichen when lxc gets a sword forged for him. He like Loses it when he sees the sword bc he’s so happy & he’s like “wh??? Hug??” But much more elegantly (awkwardly) & xichen can’t really tell he’s happy bc it’s all internalized. The hug made him realize he enjoyed the gift tho— & it made him giggle because nmj has to tilt his head in order to hug him properly unless he wants a horn in his face.

Also other notes I forgot to include bc I thot of them afterwards & cant fit them in

In dragon form mingjue can wrap a horn around xichen entirely, in human it can wrap around one side of his waist— he only manages doing that in human form when he got him head in lxcs lap. It keeps xichen from slouching that’s for sure

Xichen brings mingjue more clothes but nmj only wears the biggest robes in the same fashion as only tied around the waist & arms hardly in the sleeves

Xichen will also occasionally “wrestle” with him as in he pulls around mingjues horns just to tease him until mingjue shoves him around too— mingjue is still scared to really try n rough around tho. You can tap a human, as a dragon, and bruise them pretty badly.

[tabloidtoc]

Us, September 7

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Duchess Kate’s Modern Monarchy

Page 6: Loose Talk -- Andy Cohen on why he’d let any of the Real Housewives babysit his son Benjamin, Chrissy Teigen on Selling Sunset’s Realtors, Kerry Washington on the importance of voting in the upcoming election, Pink on loving her body, Reese Witherspoon on her primary role as mom

Page 8: Contents 

Page 10: Hot Pics -- Nina Dobrev and Shaun White PDA in the ocean in Tulum, Mexico (full page) 

Page 11: Zoe Saldana goes for a jog on the beach in Malibu, shirtless Cody Simpson out in Malibu 

Page 12: Gabrielle Union and Dwyane Wade and kids Zaya and Kaavia and Zaire, Anthony Anderson wears a t-shirt with his and Tracee Ellis Ross’ face on it, Christina Aguilera drinks while on a pool float 

Page 13: Halle Berry serves major fierceness at a photo shoot in L.A., Angela Kinsey partnered with Staples for the #ThankATeacher contest, Justin Bieber uses his phone while taking his custom electric two-wheeler for a spin, Dorit Kemsley designed the new Capri Room at Buca di Beppo 

Page 16: Cream of the Crop -- we’re digging these celeb gardeners -- Mindy Kaling watering her strawberry plant, Christie Brinkley donates veggies from her Victory Garden to Heart of the Hamptons that helps those in need, Jennifer Garner’s enormous sunflowers, Vinny Guadagnino at his garden in Staten Island 

Page 17: Millie Bobby Brown, Brie Larson grew a massive zucchini, Eva Marcille’s son Michael tends to his mom’s plants, Bella Hadid in New Hope in Pennsylvania 

Page 18: Pawsy-Walsy -- stars are tight with their pet pals -- Ben Affleck holds girlfriend’s Ana de Armas’ pup, Lenny Kravitz and his dogs Leroy and JoJo, Jessie James Decker steps out with her dogs, Colton Underwood is in total dad mode with his pups, Demi Moore with daughter Tallulah Willis and her pooch, PLEASE ADOPT, DON’T SHOP 

Page 20: Stars They’re Just Like Us -- Kate Mara pumps gas, Naomi Watts does at-home spa treatments, Hailey Bieber drinks green juice 

Page 21: Gavin Rossdale shops for groceries, Salma Hayek needs caffeine

Page 22: Love Lives -- Kate Beckinsale’s 21-year-old daughter Lily Sheen has given Goody Grace her stamp of approval 

Page 23: Demi Lovato has been helping fiance Max Ehrich get his music career off the ground, since releasing Folklore Taylor Swift has been feeling very confident in her life and career and boyfriend Joe Alwyn is right there with her, when Lauren Hashian married her longtime love Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson in 2019 she shared with him a song she’d written called Step Into a Love Like This and now she’s released it on their first anniversary 

Page 24: Hot Hollywood -- Everything Angelina Jolie does is for the health of her family and that includes battling her kids’ dad Brad Pitt in the ongoing divorce and custody proceedings and recently Angie and Brad have been at war over the private judge handling their case whom Angie claims is too close to Brad’s legal team 

Page 25: After pleading guilty to charges of fraud Mossimo Giannulli and Lori Loughlin were finally sentenced for their role in Operation Varsity Blues -- Mossimo will serve five months in prison while Lori will serve two months, Lea Michele and husband Zandy Reich welcomed a son named Ever Leo, things are no longer so amicable between exes Heidi Klum and Seal as Heidi as requested an emergency hearing so she can bring their four children to Germany while she films Next Topmodel in October but Seal is trying to keep that from happening saying he believes Heidi has a hidden agenda to move the children to Germany 

Page 27: Scott Disick and Sofia Richie ended their two-year romance in May and reconciled in July but now the pair have broken up for good, Stars Who Care -- Macy Gray on how she’s making a difference with her new nonprofit 

Page 28: Cover Story -- Kate Middleton is ready to rule -- all hail Catherine the great! As Queen Elizabeth extends her stay at Windsor Castle Duchess Kate steps up to the royal plate 

Page 32: Britney Spears’ fight to save herself -- it’s Britney vs. her dad Jamie Spears in the battle for control of the pop star’s life 

Page 34: Fall Style Special -- 2020′s breakout style stars -- Cynthia Erivo 

Page 36: Florence Pugh 

Page 37: Hunter Schafer 

Page 38: Splurge vs. save 

Page 42: Us Musts -- Katy Perry’s album Smile 

Page 43: Samara Weaving on Bill & Ted Face the Music, Books -- Ruth Ware on her book One by One, Take Five with Mister E 

Page 46: Fashion Police -- ruched edition -- Kim Kardashian West, Anne Winters, Katie Holmes 

Page 47: Joan Smalls, Katie Cassidy, Rachel Brosnahan 

Page 48: 25 Things You Don’t Know About Me -- Ralph Macchio  

[volleys-chan]

In Which Pet Names are used Excessively

So, I haven’t written for this series in a while, but I haven’t forgotten it. I have been writing another one that has a lot of nonsense in it too that I’d love some feed back for called Cordiform Desiderium. It is LawNa as well, but with a unusual twist, but most, if not all, the same side characters as in Mischievous Individuals.

I actually started writing this one out a year ago, but the ending eluded me until today. Enjoy it~!

Title: Of Love and Overly Fluffy Nonsense Pairing: Trafalgar Law x Nami Genre: Humor/ Romance/ Friendship Rating: T Word Count: 3,825 Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or the characters, they belong to Eiichiro Oda. 

Law was seriously considering dragging Nami to the infirmary and giving her a check up. He barely kept himself from groaning in dread when he felt her arms wrap around him as he sat on a cafeteria table practically inhaling his lunch to avoid the cat thief. But he was Trafalgar Law and he did not groan in dread. He made others groan in dread, not the other way around. He also did not cower or recoil. He was the Dark Doctor. The Surgeon of Death. One of those that held the name ‘D’. He. Did. Not. Tremble. At all.

Especially the at thought of his girlfriend (though he was slightly hesitant whenever she looked pissed at him, but even her nakama took a few steps back when she was like she was about to go into a rage). However, he was getting slightly concerned for her recent behavior. It wasn’t that she was all over the place in a rage of hormones or even looking nauseas or in pain or even the least bit ill, but she definitely wasn’t acting like herself.

For a brief moment as she released her hold of him so she could wriggle her way onto his lap (which was his favorite place for her to sit, if he were to be honest with himself at least), Law thought that perhaps she had come to her senses. Whatever had afflicted her earlier that morning had finally passed and he could stop avoiding her like the plague to stop hearing those ridiculous-

“What are you eating, Snookums?” She cooed up at him just as he had put a spoonful of lunch in his mouth.

-pet names…

He nearly flinched- more like gagged on his food- at the horrendous name. But again, Trafalgar Law and the whole ‘doesn’t do those sort of things’ spiel. He wasn't about re-monologue that.

Yes. She had been giving him pet names since this morning when he had woken up with her pinned underneath his weight and his other half was running her fingers down his spine in a pleasant but shiver inducing manner. It wasn’t an unusual way to be woken by her, but only when he actually managed to sleep in later than her. Nami still teases him quite often, especially now that she been sailing with them consistently, that he’s a cuddle-slut, which he still frowns darkly at her for every time she says it because he’s not (he was simply a very tactile individual within the parameters of the right circumstances).

Anyways, he had been in a rather pleasant mood, being woken up like that and was about to share his pleasure with her when she opened her mouth and called him Hunny Bunny. Any and all arousal he had felt up to that point died instantly. It had taken him a few moments to even give her more than a look of disgust at such a revolting name. And by then, she was calling him another one, ‘Sweetie Bear’, with this innocent look upon her face.

Law hated pet names. Nicknames in general outside his ominous monikers, i.e. why he didn’t like that damn nickname Mugiwara had dubbed in due to his inability to properly pronounce his name. Nami knew that. She knew he hated that damnable nickname and only used it when she wished to irk him- but now suddenly she was going beyond that horrid, disgusting name and using pet names for no damn reason. And with the look of pure ignorance/innocence upon her face! He almost wondered if she was unaware at how much he detested silly things as pet names. He only called her by her moniker or her name along with his usual suffix behind it. He never once called her something silly like kitten or petite tangerine or- or anything!!! He was serious about such things as so should she be.

But she had been calling him by these names all day long. Not only that, but she had yet to use the same name twice and, though he was grateful he’d not hear her say a few of those to him ever again, he was almost fearful of the next one she would deign upon him.

She peered up at him under her lashes, lifting her head and resting it on his shoulder so she could get a better view without having to turn about. She blinked those pretty eyes at him as her face slowly morphed into on of concern. He was still trying not to choke on his spoonful of food, swallowing thickly instead of coughing agitatedly at the sensation of doing something so stupid while attempting to eat. His girlfriend reach back to place the backside of her palm on his forehead as she addressed him with a concerned tone.

“Are you feeling alright, Boo Bear?” Nami rolled herself over in his lap so she was straddling his waist, focusing further on checking his temperature as if he was the one acting strange.

Law was too shocked by her words to give his men present a warning glare about the sniggers that suddenly overtook the white noise of the cafeteria. His other half actually had the audacity to ask him that question while tacking on another hideous pet name. He shook off her hand and took it in his own as he guided it back down to her side, trying to figure a discreet way of escaping her without being obvious- especially with the entirety of his crew watching from the corner of their eyes.

“I’m completely fine, Nami-ya.” He told her calmly, quickly releasing her hand so he could press his the back of his hand against her forehead, sweeping aside her fringes as he did so. “You, however, feel a bit warm to me. Perhaps you should come with me to the infirmary so I can make sure you are not coming down with something.”

The Dark Doctor couldn’t help the streak of pride that ran through him at his quick thinking. Peia wasn’t going to be in the office for another hour and his staff was in between shifts, since he still enjoyed having the area to himself at times to think and to experiment. He could avoid others seeing these embarrassing moments with his ginger haired partner at least for a little while. He was hoping to have it resolved by the time Peia returned from her afternoon sex break with her boyfriend (she denied that’s what she did on her break, but she was always in such a damn better mood that he didn’t bother looking the gift horse in the mouth. Anything to spare his ears from being yanked all the damn time when she was not up to enduring his shit).

Now she was shaking off his hand. “I feel completely fine, Snugglebug. I don’t have a temperature.”

He could not lose this argument. She could not stay in here while calling him these foolish pet names! “I think we should consult a thermometer to see who is correct in their statement.”

“Alright,” Nami conceded with another concerned look on her face. Her hand reaching up once more to try to test the temperature of his skin. “But afterwards, how about I take your temperature, Snuggle-wuggle Bear.”

He was so damn glad he had a good grip of his expressions today, because that last name utterly mortified him. He couldn’t do a damn thing about the guffawing that was slowly overtaking his men in the background. He just stared into those doe brown eyes of his lover and forced himself to keep his composure. “If you don’t have a temperature, then you may check mine, Nami-ya.”

Anything at this point to get her to leave with him. It wouldn’t be as hard to endure once they were away from his nosy crew. He could already feel their regard of him slowly changing as Nami continued her strange verbal courtship. It was going to take weeks to get the fear of his wrath back into their systems and, even then, a few would never have that same healthy fear of him ever again (not that those individuals really did in the first place, but these were the few that would never let him live it down).

She pursed her lips a bit, thinking about his deal before giving him a sugary sweet smile and nodding her agreement to his criteria. He didn’t even bother finishing his lunch, making a bee line to him infirmary with Nami’s hand in his to make sure she didn’t wander away before he could get her away from earshot of his crew. He managed to send the chef a nasty look as the other man grinned at him like the cat who got the cream. He was never going to let him forget those words and was likely going to share this moment in great detail to his redheaded lover. Damn it.

It felt like his luck was finally changing when he managed to get her into the infirmary without her calling him another one of those harrowing names she’d been coming up with. He only let go of her hand when he had her sitting on one of the sterile white sheets of one of his several medical cots and only let her out of his sight for the short time it took to get a thermometer.

“Googliy Boo, I am completely fine. It’s sweet you are concerned for me, but I have no idea why your in such a tissy about.” Nami told him as he had been about to ask her to open her mouth.

“Humor me, ja.” He snapped as he felt his ears go red at that last name. That last one had to be the worst and he couldn’t believe she kept aiming all these embarrassing names at him.

She gave him a stare with those pretty brown eyes of hers, the look that practically said ‘I’m worried about you’, but she opened her mouth for him to place the electric thermometer under her tongue.

Needless to say, when the small piece of tech beeped and her temperature read out normal, Law was not a happy man at all. He had been hoping that there was something wrong. Anything to explain this sudden obsession she had with calling him pet names. She had never done so prior to this morning, so he didn’t understand her obsession with it now. Perhaps a hormonal imbalance or-

“My turn, Hunny Pot,” Nami quickly pulled the thermometer out of his hands and was now standing behind him, nudging him where she had been sitting as if this were a game. He opened his mouth to argue, but she quickly interrupted him while giving him a hard push to sit on the cot, snatching his hat off his head in the same motion and tossing it elsewhere. “You agreed to it, Pawsy Lawsy.”

He felt his whole face flared up feverishly with that one. It was the worst one in his opinion, but perhaps it was because it butchered his name in the process. His mouth dropped at her audacity to even think up such a ridiculously embarrassing pet name. The dark doctor definitely could feel as his temperature spiked, like steam was literally blowing from his ears. Whatever it was, it was just as he felt his temperature spike, Nami had her hand on his forehead again, tsking at him.

“Hunny Bun, I don’t think I need a thermometer to tell me that your burning up!” She gave him a look of such concern.

He felt himself gag at that one. Literally gag- which gave Nami enough ammunition to use against him.

“See? You aren’t alright, my Buttery Croissant!” She petted his hair while trying to look him in the eyes as he tried to keep himself from reacting so violently yet again. “You look as if you’re about to vomit! You didn’t come down with some sort of stomach bug or food poisoning, did you my Cinnamon Roll?”

That last one broke had him pushing back on his usual reservations about manhandling his ginger haired partner and his unwillingness to breech the topic had all been dissolved. He latched his hand around her wrist, pulling her back to him roughly as he pinned her back onto the cot. His forehead nearly banged into hers as he brought his eyes to meet hers in a very intimate closeness. Nami’s eyes were wide with surprise and perhaps a bit of wonder and Law fought himself on at least keeping a hold of his temper while attempting to verbalize his dissatisfaction.

“Please. Please, please, please. Nami-ya, you need to stop with these horrid names, please.” He managed to muster through clenched teeth. “I don’t like being called such things, ja. Especially those last few.”

Nami blinked those chocolate colored eyes of hers in confusion, her brows pushing together and creating a cute crinkle in her forehead. “That’s it? You don’t like pet names? Law, if you had just told me from the start, I wouldn’t have continued. All you had to do was communicate that to me instead of avoid me at every damn opportunity that you could.”

Now Law was staring at her in surprise. “What?”

“You only needed to ask, Law.” Nami said in a firmer tone, evidently a little frustrated with him. “Geez, even Luffy knows how to properly verbally communicate his dislikes. I’m not a mind-reader, Law, and even if I was, I like to be directly verbally told things now and again, like if something I am doing bothers you or if something I do delights you or even that you maybe love me?”

It didn’t take Law long to figure out what her real point was. “You did all that just to teach me to tell you how much I love you?”

Of all the reasons to do something this had to be-

“I love you too, Law.” Nami smiled shyly before closing the gap between them and giving him a pleasant, soft kiss.

It was then that he suddenly understood. He had never once told her how he felt about her. He never openly told her because it was just an obvious fact that he did. Everyone on the ship could see he adored her, everyone on her crew could see it too. He adored her- no, loved her. He had been in relationship a few times and never before had he quite felt like this towards the other women. Odessa had a special spot in his heart, but nothing he felt towards his ex even compared to what he felt towards Nami. He really, truly did love her and it was only now that he realized he had never told her- had never said it aloud.

He had always assumed that she understood that. It was hard for him to say it. He swallowed thickly as he thought about all the people he had loved and how quickly they had been ripped away from him as soon as he had made his feelings to them known. But Nami had known for a long time, though the words had never been spoken, and yet, she was here with him, safe on his submarine, and very much in love with him too. Still here and still well. And because he had misered away those three little words, Nami gone to utterly ridiculous means to get him to speak up and speak out those words she badly wanted to hear.

“Nami-ya,” Law rested his forehead against hers as he took a heavy breath and released it, letting out all the residual tension and frustration he may have felt about earlier. “I. Love. You.”

“I know.” There were tears forming in her eyes, one spilling over her cheek as she smiled happily. “I love you too, but I-” She smiled as she buried her face in his shoulder and let out a gentle sob. “It’s so nice to hear you say it. It’s nice to hear you tell me things, especially those words.”

“I’m sorry.” He whispered as he slowly lowered himself on top of her, his nerves finally relaxing after such an exhausting morning of confusion and avoidance. He wanted nothing more than to cuddle for a while and let her soothe his frayed nerves. “I’ll try to remember to tell you my thoughts and opinions more often.”

“And I’ll keep the pet names to a minimum of two.” Nami murmured in his ear now that he had relaxed his entire weight on top of her. She rubbed circles on his back and allowed him to bury his face within her ample bosom. He deserved it, she figured.

He rested his chin in the valley of her breasts and he peered at her with sharp golden eyes. “No pet names, Nami-ya.”

“Just two. And you already are use to one.” She promised. “The other one I’ll only use privately if you like it.”

So Tora-o and something else, he quickly surmised. “Fine. Let’s hear it, ja.” He readjusted his head so he could hear her heart beating, nipping a bit at any available flesh, even though he wasn’t in the mood to do much more than give a quick love bite or two.

“I’ve always secretly fancied calling you...” She blushed as she squirmed a bit, evidently embarrassed at the admission. Even her heart beat had begun to up its tempo. “Because of how much you just- I can’t help but think that- ummm.”

“Nami-ya,” he lifted his head to look at how flushed her face was. It mystified him a bit that after keep a straight face calling him all those horrific, embarrassing names, this one name that he hadn’t even heard yet sent her into such a fluster. “Say it or drop it.”

At this point, he desperately wanted to hear what this name was, even if it was abhorrent. Just to know. Because this one meant something to her. Really, really meant something to her.

She finally spoke it. It was in a small voice that he nearly missed and she couldn’t even look at him as she finally admitted the name. “P-papa Bear...”

He blinked his golden colored eyes at her as she peeked her chocolate brown ones at him, trying to gage his reaction to hearing such a name. Her cheeks was dusted pink as she watched him carefully and the more the name echoed through his head, the warmer his face felt, even his ears.

“I’m sorry!” Nami blurted out. “You can forget I even asked. I know its a silly name and I know you don’t like pet names- LAW!” She squeaked in surprise when her other half suddenly wrapped his arms tightly around her and burrowed his face deep between her breasts. She almost didn’t know what to think about such an action, but the tip of his ears were bright red, signifying she had managed to thoroughly embarrass him- a feat of which only Luffy could actually boast, until now.

“I wouldn’t mind it.” She heard his muffled reply as he squeezed her even tighter. “I wouldn’t mind it if you called me that in private.”

Nami smiled brightly as her embarrassment dissolved into nothing. She ran her fingers through her other half’s hair, scratching pleasantly at his scalp as she managed to lean her head closer to his ear. “Alright then. In private only.”

She managed to kiss the crown of his head. “I love you, Papa Bear.”

He squirmed a bit, his ears still red and his face completely hidden as he managed out his muffled reply, his lips ghosting her skin as he spoke. “I love you too... m-my t-tangerina dulce...”

Needless to say, Nami was entirely thrilled and happily showed her more introverted other half how much his pet name pleased her.

Nami hummed as she walked down the hallway towards the observation room. She was in a very pleasant mood and, even though she should have been over it by now, was still extremely giddy with how well things had turned out. She had known that Law spoke a few other languages, she herself having slowly been mastering Sign Language while upon the Polar Tang, but to hear him speak a pet name in a language usually reserved solely for conversations with Leon, his chef and surrogate brother, made her utterly giddy with delight.

“Have a good day~?” Nami didn’t even jump at the sudden voice whispering right in her ear. She instinctively rubbed her shoulder against her ear, seeing as the breathy whispers had tickled her, but otherwise made no jolt to signify surprise.

“Very much.” She agreed, wanted to skip like a small child, but instead linked her arm with her companion and continued to hum. She loved the pretty chuckle that escaped the slightly taller individual’s lips. Canary yellow eyes peering down at her orange colored locks of hair.

“So I take it he confessed?” The other leaned in a bit, grinning wider as Nami’s face lit up.

“Took half the day, but it was well worth the effort.” Nami admitted, she turned to look at the other woman, taking in her appearance. She had clean cream colored pixie cut hair that was teased up into a wispy manner, well maintained eyebrows, brilliant canary yellow eyes not too dissimilar to Law’s golden ones, and had a completely conniving expression on her face. It was a complete turnaround from when Nami had met her as an exhausted, sleep deprived, dirty mechanic. Nami leaned up to peck her on the cheek. “Thank you for the suggestion, Odessa.”

“If it got you what you wanted, it was well worth it, Kitten.” The woman laughed, removing her arm from their link to hold the ginger’s hand. Nami was already use to how tactile the other woman was with people she was comfortable with, not even flinching when the other touched or teased Law. Her level of confidence in her own relationship with both individuals allowed her to see it for what it truly was. Platonic adoration. “Now how about you tell me about what happened in the cafeteria? Leon won’t stop laughing about it and neither I nor Jeanette can coax it out of him because he starts laughing too damn hard about it. And you know it’s bad when Jeanette can’t get anything out of him.”

Nami winced as she bit her lip playfully. “I may have called him a few names you suggested?”

With that, Odessa’s head was thrown back as a pleasant sounding laugh came from her mouth. “Oh! Oh please tell me you use Snugglebug.”

“And Hunny bunny and Snuggle-wuggle Bear.” Nami admitted and proceeded to tell the off duty Heart pirate all the names she had ended up using as they made their way to the observatory room to watch the underwater scenery.

Except Papa Bear. 

Because that one was her special private name that only he would know and hear.

One of which she’d cherish forever.

[itsblainedevon]

HELPING HAND → KLAINE

TAGGING: Blaine Anderson & Kurt Hummel

DATE: Saturday 29th April

LOCATION: Various locations, NYC

NOTES: Kurt has a text from Blaine asking him to come to his apartment as soon as he could, and that it was important. When he does, Blaine introduces him to his new service dog, Ella. Kurt and Blaine go to buy more supplies for the new puppy when they notice something happening at Kurt’s apartment.

ADDITIONAL NOTES: N/A

KURT HUMMEL

When Blaine texted Kurt that he wanted him to come over right after his audition, he instantly got nervous. But once he assured him that it was nothing bad, Kurt was excited to see Blaine. He had been working double shifts for the past week to pay his rent and when they did hang out, he usually fell asleep from the exhaustion. Blaine never seem to mind but Kurt couldn't help but feel guilty for not being to see Blaine as often as he wanted.

He raced up to Blaine's apartment, excitedly knocking on the door. He knew that it seemed silly to be so excited to see his boyfriend but he couldn't help it.

BLAINE ANDERSON

This had been a long time coming, sure. He'd wanted to do this for a while and now? Now he had the chance. His mom had helped him, helped him choose the right one, which was why Blaine was currently sat in the middle of his floor, playing with the tiny, white puppy in front of him. His dog. His emotional support dog, the one he'd spoken with his therapist about. The shelter had assured him of her temperament and now Blaine had her there for whenever he needed her.

The knock on the door startled him but Blaine knew it was Kurt. After all, he'd text him telling him to come over as soon as he could, as it was important. So he got to his feet, scooping the puppy up in his arms and headed to his front door, opening it and grinning at the sight of Kurt.

"Kurt Hummel," he said dramatically. "May I introduce you to my child, my new baby, the newest Anderson. Ella!" He held the dog up to Kurt' face, laughing at how fast her tail was wagging and the little bark she gave, licking Kurt's nose. "Isn't she just the cutest?!"

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt stood up straight as he heard Blaine walking towards the door, instantly smiling when he saw that Blaine wasn't alone when he opened the door. He covered his mouth at the sight of the cutest puppy he'd ever seen. He knew that Blaine was looking into getting a therapy dog but he didn't think he would get a puppy. He reached out and softly petted her head, laughing when she immediately started licking his nose.

"Why, hello there!" He grinned, looking over at Blaine. "Blainey, she's gorgeous! Hi, Ella. Hi, pretty girl."

He walked into the apartment, closing the door behind him so that he could get a better look at Ella. "When did you get her? Can I hold her? Oh, she's so small!" Kurt rambled on, clearly excited that he was in the presence of a puppy.

BLAINE ANDERSON

Kurt's reaction had him laughing and he led him into his apartment, letting Kurt close the door and sitting exactly where he had been before - in the middle of the floor in the hallway, setting Ella down on the ground. She bound over to Kurt excitedly, tail still wagging. Blaine looked up at the other man, unable to stop the huge grin on his face.

"Mom took me about an hour ago. My therapist thought it would be good for me top adopt a puppy rather than an adult dog. This way, I have some kind of responsibility, you know? Someone else will come in and train her to recognise when my mental health is bad, but I get to house train her so I have that responsibility to look after her. My therapist thought it'd help me focus."

Blaine trailed off, patting the floor gently and laughing as Ella bound over to him, tackling his hand as best as the tiny puppy could. "Of course you can hold her," he said, beckoning for Kurt to sit with him. "She's very friendly. I think we picked out a good one, because she has such an amazing personality and I've fallen in love with her already."

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt grinned as Ella made her way over to him as soon as Blaine put her down. He crouched down and scratched behind her ear, looking over at Blaine. He listened as Blaine explained everything, softly nodding. "I can totally see why a puppy would be a better choice. Especially a cutie, like Miss Ella." He smiled, blowing kisses to Blaine's puppy.

He stood back up when Ella went back to Blaine, watching them with such awe. He could tell that Ella was going to be the perfect companion for Blaine. He could see that they were already bonding.

Kurt quickly made his way over to Blaine, sitting right next to him and picking Ella up into his arms. "She's so cuddly." He grinned, kissing the top of her head. "You did pick a good baby. I can tell that she's already in love with you, too."

He leaned over and pressed a kiss to Blaine's cheek. "I'm so happy for you. For the both of you."

BLAINE ANDERSON

Blaine laughed quietly at the way Kurt interacted with Ella. He already felt protective over her and he knew this would be the right thing for him. Having a dog was definitely going to help him with his recovery. Blaine knew how lucky he was to have such a strong support system around him and he would always be thankful for that. The kiss to his cheek had them turning pink and he ducked his head a little.

"Thanks, Kurt," he said quietly, scratching behind Ella's ears and moving a little closer to the other man. "I feel like this is a fresh start, you know? I'm doing a lot better. And now I have this little one to take care of. I can do this, I know I can. I can get better, Kurt."

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt gave Ella one more kiss before placing her on his lap, watching her play with his scarf. He was already planning a play date between Ollie and Ella, wanting to make sure that they would get along. Although, he was almost certain that they would because Ollie was a big softy and he knew that he wouldn't hurt her. Especially since she was obviously still a baby.

He turned towards Blaine as he spoke, softly smiling at him. He couldn't help but feel this immense pride for his boyfriend. He had come so far and he really was succeeding in getting his life back on track.

"I know you can do this, too, Blaine. I'm so excited for this new start for you. I know this is going to sound cheesy but I'm extremely proud of you. You set out to better yourself and you're really doing it." He smiled, reaching over to squeeze Blaine's hand.

"So, have you bought any goodies for your baby girl? There's this pet shop by my apartment that sells really cute stuff."

BLAINE ANDERSON

Blaine laughed as Ella played with Kurt's scarf, picking her up and setting her on his lap so she could play with his hands once again. He looked up at Kurt, biting his lip ever so slightly. He felt his heart swell a little when Kurt said he was excited for him and honestly, he could sense the pride he had. He wasn't quite sure where the two of them stood, and whether they were actually considering whatever was happening between them a relationship, but honestly? Blaine was so happy.

"I've bought a few things," he said, scratching behind her ears. "She has her little collar over on the counter, she has her leash and some toys, but not too much. Obviously she has her own little bed, but I feel like already she prefers my bed, judging from the way she was pawing at it before. We should definitely go to the pet store by your apartment! Ella would love it!"

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt grinned as Blaine took Ella from his lap, sensing that he was already missing her company. Which he completely understood because she really was the cutest little thing.

He tried to suppress a chuckle when Blaine insisted that he only bought a few things and then started listing off more than a few things. But he didn't want to call out Blaine on that. He knew that he was extremely excited about the newest member of his family and he knew that he couldn't help it.

"Oh yeah, she's definitely going to choose your bed over hers. I'm speaking from experience." He chuckled. "But if you want to go right now, we can go. It can be Ella's first outing. I also want to buy her a little present."

BLAINE ANDERSON

Blaine continued to play with Ella as Kurt spoke, his heart melting at the way she pawed at his hands. God, he was in love with her already and he knew having the puppy in his life was going to help him. Of course, he had Kurt and he had his family. But Ella was relying on him and it was his duty to look after her. He wouldn't let that pass up.

"I have no issue with her sleeping in my bed. It'll be company for when you're not here. Plus she's going to get so big so I can use her as a pillow when she's all grown up!" At his own words, Blaine tickled Ella's belly, laughing as she rolled over for him so he could continue. "Oh, yes! I don't think she's ready to walk on the ground yet, even if she's had her injections and her medical check up at the vets. But I can carry her and then we can wander the pet store!"

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt playfully rolled his eyes at Blaine's comment, already picturing him snuggled up to Ella while sleeping. "I'll happily let her take my place on the bed with you." He chuckled.

He watched as Blaine tickled Ella, laughing along with him. He reached over to rub her little paw while it was up in the air, smiling when she immediately wanted to lick his hand. "Yeah, I definitely think you need to carry her. Her little pawsies are too soft for the harsh pavement. Also, she would get too overwhelmed by all the people walking. Thankfully she's tiny enough to fit in your pocket." He grinned.

BLAINE ANDERSON

"Hey, no, you can both share the bed with me! I didn't realise I would be in such high demand, but Ella," he said, looking down at the dog, as though he was talking to her. "Kurt did get here first. I've kind of been in love with him since I was a nerdy freshman at McKinley. So I'm afraid he does get to cuddle me as well, you'll have to share."

Blaine grinned, setting her on the floor again and smiling as she just sat between the two men, tail wagging behind her. "It's true, I can probably fit her in my pocket. But I'll probably carry her in my arms. I don't want my poor baby to be overwhelmed. Did you drive here, or should we get a cab?"

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt instantly laughed, shaking his head. "Of course you're in high demand." He grinned, watching as Blaine spoke to Ella. He was so utterly in love with this dork; it was crazy how much. And it was crazy that he found this beautiful boy almost ten years ago. He knew back then that he was going to spend the rest of his life with Blaine and here he was. Yes, they lost five years and they weren't the same doe-eyed boys but they survived.

Kurt looked down at Ella, giving her a quick scratch behind her ears. "I drove here. I had an audition earlier and I didn't want to pay an arm and a leg for cab fare." He chuckled. "So, we can head out whenever you're ready. I might even pick up Ollie to meet Miss Ella. If that's okay with you? I promise he won't hurt her."

BLAINE ANDERSON

Blaine blushed a little at Kurt's words, shaking his head with a slight blush. He couldn't believe that after all this time, Kurt was still able to make him blush so simply. He knew he was head-over-heels in love with the other man and he wouldn't change the feeling for the world. He was lucky that Kurt still wanted to be with him after all he'd put him through, and Blaine would spend the rest of his life making it up to him.

"Do you mind if we go in your car then?" He asked, getting to his feet and picking Ella up. He reached for her collar and put it around her neck, laughing quietly when she tilted her head to the side in confusion. "I'm sure Ella would love Ollie. If you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives together, then they will be too. And it makes sense for them to be introduced when Ella is so young, so she can get to know him. We'll follow you, Kurt." Blaine grinned, leaning over to kiss the other man gently, Ella still in his arms.

KURT HUMMEL

"I don't mind at all. It's actually better for me because I get to make sure I get good parking in front of my building." Kurt grinned, looking up at Blaine. He stood up and dusted himself off before pulling his keys out of his pocket. He watched as Blaine got Ella ready to go out, brightly smiling at how cute they both were. He was beyond excited to see their relationship grow because he knew that Blaine was going to be the best dog dad ever.

He smiled as Blaine spoke, feeling his heart swell when he mentioned that they were going to be together forever. That's all he ever wanted. Blaine was his person. He was his best friend and love of his life. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with Blaine and vice-versa.

"Ollie's going to love Ella, too. He's going to love that he finally has someone to play with." He smiled, humming as Blaine kissed him. "Come on, let's go." He led Blaine and Ella out of the apartment and made his way outside. He walked towards his car and immediately opened the door for Blaine before rushing over to the driver's side.

BLAINE ANDERSON

Blaine followed Kurt outside, keeping a firm but gentle grip on Ella. He grinned as he opened the door for him and climbed in happily, putting the tiny puppy on his lap and scratching behind her ears. Ella immediately curled into a ball on his lap and closed her eyes, falling asleep. Blaine looked up when Kurt climbed in with him, smiling over at him and easily putting his seatbelt on, making sure he didn't knock or disturb Ella.

"I'm so excited for this," Blaine said, grinning. "Oh, maybe when you stay over mine, or I stay at yours, we can bring either Ella or Ollie and they can have a mini sleepover or something!"

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt was suddenly very aware that he was about the drive Blaine and his new 'baby'. It's not like he was a bad driver but driving in the city was kind of dangerous at times. And while Kurt could hold his own, he was slightly nervous about driving with Ella. He pushed those feelings aside, taking a deep breath as he started the car and made his way towards his apartment.

Once Blaine started speaking, Kurt felt his nerves melt away. He could hear the excitement in Blaine's voice and he instantly smiled. "Aww, mini sleepovers sound so cute! I can already imagine them in little pajamas, snuggling together as they sleep together. And I think since Ella apparently doesn't mind riding in the car, we could have the sleepovers at either place. Ollie is okay in the car but then after awhile, he gets anxious and has to walk around." Kurt chuckled shaking his head. "It makes taxi drivers somewhat nervous."

As he drove, he couldn't help but think about how many times he would do this Blaine when they were younger. There wasn't that much to do in Ohio, so they would take long drives and just talk or sing along with the radio. It all seemed so innocent now, after everything that has happened in the past five years..

BLAINE ANDERSON

He couldn't help it; Kurt's words made Blaine laugh out loud, shaking his head fondly. This was what he'd missed. Together, like this, they were just completely free. Of course, the addiction was still at the back of Blaine's mind, was still there niggling at him. But he was happy. For the first time in five years, he truly was happy and it was something he couldn't quite get used to. Because Blaine Anderson was free.

"I think it would make me nervous as well," he said honestly, looking over at the other man. He startled when Ella jumped up, her front paws on the window as she looked at the world outside, tail wagging frantically. But Blaine made sure he had a firm grip on her, so she didn't hurt herself and so she didn't cause a car crash. "A cat walking around a car? I'd probably have a heart attack.”

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt loved Blaine's laugh. He loved how infectious it was and how Blaine's eyes always squinted when he was really laughing. He looked over at him and smiled, watching as Ella got excited with the other cars.

"There's actually no reason to get nervous. He won't walk over to the driver's seat or anything. He just likes to move around and look out the window. A lot like what Ella's doing right now." Kurt chuckled.

He let out a sigh of relief when he turned down his block and saw that there was a parking spot near his apartment building. "Okay, so I was thinking that maybe we could shop for a bit and then walk over to my apartment so that Ella could meet Ollie? The store is just down the block."

BLAINE ANDERSON

It didn't take long for the two of them to get to the pet store, by which time Ella had calmed a little and was sat in Blaine's lap, although she was still staring outside with interest. As soon as Kurt had parked the car, Blaine was getting out, the dog still in his arms and looking over at the other man, grinning at him.

"You have to promise you won't let me spend too much in here," he said, reaching for Kurt's hand and lacing their fingers together, keeping Ella hold with his other arm. "Because you know me. I'm going to want to spoil my baby and I don't have a job, Kurt. I barely have enough money to get food sometimes, let alone spoil this one rotten."

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt couldn't help but feel like he recognized the car parked in front of him. But he shrugged it off, telling himself it was probably nothing. He got out of his car and waited around the front for Blaine, watching how careful he was with Ella.

He couldn't help but chuckle at Blaine's comment, believing every word of it. He remember how much Blaine would spoil him in regards to Christmas and birthday presents.

"I promise to reign you in if I see you going overboard. Although, is it okay if I spoil Ella a bit? Ollie usually doesn't like to wear the little outfits I buy him. But I feel like since Ella is so small, she won't mind." Kurt grinned, squeezing Blaine's hand as he lead him into the little shop. He always loved coming into the shop because he could tell that the owners were huge animal lovers. There was also a vast array of dog and cat toys and accessories.

BLAINE ANDERSON

Blaine grinned when Kurt said he wanted to spoil her and nodded. "I don't know how well you'll be able to dress her in outfits, because she's so god damn fluffy, but I'm sure she'll appreciate it no matter what." He followed Kurt into the shop without question and immediately cooed at the colourful collars and dog toys available. He knew he was completely smitten with his new puppy and he had no hope - he was in love with Ella, and she clearly adored him. Blaine just hoped they'd be able to help each other now.

"Oh my god, Kurt, look at this!" He said enthusiastically, tugging the other man down one of the many aisles, over to some rain coats for dogs. "Can you imagine Ella in one of these? Not now, obviously, because she's too tiny, but driving out of the city in the rain and going for long walks with her. Oh, it'd be so cute!"

KURT HUMMEL

"I think the fact that she's so fluffy would only make her look even cuter." Kurt chuckled, bumping Blaine's shoulder as they walked around. He could tell that Blaine was beyond excited to spoil his baby girl by the look in his eyes.

He grinned as Blaine tugged at his hand, following him down the aisle. He watched Blaine's face light up as he spoke, gently squeezing his hand. "I can totally imagine that. I can buy it for her if you want? I'm almost tempted to buy Ollie a matching raincoat, too." He softly chuckled, pressing a kiss to Blaine's cheek. "Maybe if he sees Ella wearing an outfit, he won't take it off so fast."

BLAINE ANDERSON

Blaine grinned at Kurt's response. Honestly, he was glad the other man was letting him do this. Most people would think it was silly, but this puppy, Ella? She was seriously going to help Blaine get his life back on track. If he'd said he was perfectly fine and ready to face the world, he'd be lying because honestly? The cravings were still there. And Blaine still had dark days, where he thought he didn't deserve to be alive anymore, days where he thought everyone would be better off without him. But it wasn't as bad as before. Now, he had Kurt and he had his family. And of course, he had Ella.

He and Kurt browsed the pet store for a while, Blaine keeping a firm grip on the other man's hand as they walked, and he eventually left with two enormous bags of supplies, cheeks tinged sightly pink. "I can't believe you let me buy that much," he said to Kurt playfully, bumping their shoulders together. "But Ella is going to be the most spoiled dog in all of New York and she deserves it!"

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt remembered when he first found Ollie and how much he wanted to spoil him. But the fact that he was barely making as a student, made that very hard. Although there were several times when Kurt would forego eating in order to buy kitten food because Kurt would do anything for him. And he knew that Blaine felt the same with Ella. Kurt understood the bond between pet and owner is a strong one. They're become your family.

He chuckled as Blaine bumped his shoulder, walking out of the store. "Honestly, I thought about reigning you in but you looked so excited about everything. And you're right about her deserving to be spoiled because I know she's going to help you get better. She's already doing her job. Your eyes look brighter and you look genuinely happy, Blaine." He smiled, pressing a kiss to Blaine's cheek.

As they walked back to his apartment building, Kurt noticed a man walking out with a cat in a small cage. His heart sank when he realized it was Oliver. He quickly let go of Blaine's hand and ran up the man, noticing that his shirt said 'Animal Control'.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing with my cat?!" He grabbed the handle, looking down at his terrified cat.

"Your cat? Sir, we got a call to remove a stray cat from one of the apartments. Apartment 2D." The man answered, yanking the cage from Kurt's hand.

"There must be a mistake, that's my apartment! And he's not a stray! Look at him. He's wearing a collar with my info on the back." Kurt pleaded, feeling like the blood was rushing from his face. The man reluctantly looked at Oliver and saw that Kurt wasn't lying.

"I'm sorry. I got a call from an older woman asking if I could remove a cat from her apartment." The man opened up the cage and Kurt quickly pulled Ollie out. "I don't know if you're having a fight with your mom or whatever but the next time, I'm taking the cat."

The man left and Kurt suddenly realized why that car looked so familiar. "Alex's mom is here."

BLAINE ANDERSON

Blaine felt like he was on top of the world. He had Kurt, he had Ella, and he was happy. He felt his cheeks flush at Kurt's words and shrugged his shoulders a little, grinning at the kiss to his cheek. God, he really did love Kurt. He was head over hells for this man, he couldn't help it. But then Kurt was letting go of his hand and suddenly, things went wrong. Someone had taken Kurt's cat from his apartment and listening to the conversation between the two had Blaine's stomach clenching unpleasantly.

"​W-What​?" He said sharply when Kurt said Alex's mom was there. "Why is she here? What... What is she doing to your apartment?" Without waiting for an answer, Blaine made his way up to Kurt's apartment, no longer caring if Kurt was following. He was shocked to see the door open and Kurt's belongings in boxes, in the hallway. Inside, he saw an older woman and Alex himself.

"What the fuck is going on?" He snapped, keeping a firm grip on Ella and glaring at the two inside. "This is Kurt's apartment!"

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt had played out every single scenario that could happen when he finally told Alex the truth. He expected him to get emotional and angry. He expected him to hate him for the rest of his life. But he never expected him to be so spiteful that he send his mother to do his dirty work and kick him out. No, this was far worse than he ever expected.

His ears were still ringing when he realized that Blaine was talking to him. He looked over at him, opening his mouth to speak but Blaine had already rushed inside. "Blaine, wait!" He called out after him. He knew the type of evil bitch Alex's mother was and he really didn't want her to sink her claws into Blaine. He ran after him, slowing down when he saw his stuff thrown into boxes. He took a deep breath, expecting to have it out with Alex's mom but was blindsided when he saw Alex.

"Excuse you! Who are you? And this apartment belongs to my son. His name is on the lease." Alex's mother glared back at Blaine, smirking when she saw Kurt come into view with Ollie in his arms. "I thought we were rid of that thing."

Kurt walked over to Alex and punched him. "You fucking asshole! You called Animal Control to take Ollie?! I expected your evil mother to that but you..." Alex's mother screamed, threatening to call the cops but Alex held up his hand. "Mom, no! Look, Kurt I didn't know she was doing this. I-I just got here. She found out that I was still letting you live here and-"

Kurt shook his head. "You're thirty years old, Alex. Grow a fucking pair and stop hiding behind your mom."

"Don't talk to my son like that, you little shit! I knew that you were some trailer trash from Hicksville and warned him. But I'm glad that he's rid of you like some cancer. Now leave before I really call the cops. You and your little friend." She looked over at Blaine. "That's not his friend. That's the guy he left me for. The junkie." Alex muttered.

BLAINE ANDERSON

Alex’s mother was evil, Blaine could see that. What kind of cruel woman would do such a thing? Ollie was innocent. He was a cat, for crying out loud, it wasn't his fault. And even then, it was nothing to do with Alex's mother. Really, this whole thing was between Kurt and Alex, and they had to sort it out between them. But Blaine wasn't going to sit by and let someone treat Kurt like garbage, because he was worth so much more than anything in the world.

"Kurt is not trailer trash," Blaine yelled, stepping further into the apartment. "Who cares where we grew up? Kurt is a good man and his father raised him right, which is more than I can say for you and your son." Blaine pushed Kurt behind him and handed him Ella so he couldn't try and fight again. No, Blaine would stick up for Kurt. As soon as Alex called him a junkie, Blaine whipped around, taking a step closer to him.

"Say that again," he snarled. "I may have been a junkie, but I'm in recovery. Living the way I did taught me a thing or two, and I dare you to fucking say that again. I guarantee you will be leaving this apartment on a fucking stretcher. I expected more from you, especially after you came to visit me at my apartment. I thought this could be handled maturely but clearly, I was wrong."

Blaine then turned, rounding on his mother. "And you? Don't you ever insult my boyfriend again. Get over the fact he loves me and not your son. Get over the fact that while we may be 'trailer trash from Hicksville', we're worth more than you could ever be in your sorry excuse for a life."

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt rolled his eyes, ready to go off on Alex's mom but was surprised by Blaine's outburst. He was so angry and upset that he forgot that he wasn't alone. He tried to hold back a smile as Blaine went off and defended him to a nasty woman who he had just met. Blaine was standing up for him. He couldn't be any more in love with Blaine right now. He didn't really need him to defend him because honestly, Kurt wasn't hurt by the dragon lady's comment. She said nastier things about him when she got drunk at their wedding. But it felt nice having Blaine defend his honor and character.

He glared at Alex when he called Blaine a junkie, about to hit him again but was cut off by Blaine. He took Ella from him and stood behind him, knowing that Blaine was trying to stop him from doing something that would get him in trouble.

Alex flinched when Blaine got in his face, not expecting him to confront him. "Wow, I can see what a keeper you are. So fucking violent. Good job, Kurt." He glared at Blaine. "For the record, I went to your apartment to keep up appearances. I knew you were only going to hurt Kurt. So, I made it seem like I was the bigger man and that way Kurt would come back to me when you fucked up. Again."

Alex's mom scoffed at Blaine when he turned towards her, crossing her arms. Kurt on the other hand, couldn't help but notice that Blaine called him his boyfriend. They hadn't really discussed what their relationship was but Kurt felt like Blaine was his boyfriend, too.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You want to talk to me about worth? We own this city. My family's net worth is more than your little brain could ever imagine. We have more influence than the fucking mayor." Alex's mom spit out.

Kurt rolled his eyes, grabbing at Blaine's shirt. "Let's go, Blaine. The Wicked Witch of the West and her flying monkey aren't worth it. She's just mad that she was forced to admit, to her beloved country club, that her son was gay and was getting married. So, now that he's getting a divorce, it was all for nothing." Kurt turned towards Alex, shaking his head. "That's why I couldn't love you. Because you couldn't love yourself enough to stand up for yourself."

BLAINE ANDERSON

"I will get violent if I have to protect Kurt. He's the person I have been in love with since I was fourteen years old. I will lay down my life if it means he gets the ​slightest​ chance of happiness. Don't try and act high and mighty, you came to my apartment in tears, and proceeded to tell me I'd 'won', and to take care of him. I'm not going to fuck up, I haven't hurt him. And Kurt and I are looking forward to spending the rest of our lives together. Because I know how to make him happy, you bastard."

Blaine was furious at this point, fists clenched. He wasn't going to let anyone walk all over him again. He'd had enough of that in his life. He didn't stand up for himself with James, he didn't stand up for himself in school. He wasn't going to let anyone hurt him, or Kurt, ever again. And when Alex's mother spoke to him about worth, Blaine turned sharply, crossing the room so he was in front of her.

"Do you even know who I am? What my family could do to you? Look up 'Michael Anderson', and you'll find out." He saw the shock in her face and raised an eyebrow. It wasn't often he used his family like that, but it was true. His father was a powerful lawyer, one people knew not to mess with. He was notorious and his entire family were generally respected because of his power.

He felt someone grab his shirt and turned, half-expecting it to be Alex. But he relaxed when he saw it was Kurt and nodded. He followed him briefly, before turning to the two in the room. "You say one more fucking bad word about me or Kurt, and I will personally make sure the two of you completely fall from the social ladder. And your precious country club? Maybe my Dad will buy that one out. Fuck you. Fuck both of you. We'll send for Kurt's things and don't worry, we'll make sure you get the bill."

Blaine guided Kurt out of the room, letting the door slam behind him. "G-Go downstairs, Kurt," Blaine said, obviously shaken. "Put Ollie and Ella in the back of the car with the window down and I'll bring these boxes. You're staying with me until we figure something out, and I won't take no for an answer."

He swallowed, reaching for a few of the boxes and stacking them together, beginning to walk down the stairs. His hands were trembling slightly and he paused when he got to the bottom, leaning on the wall. It had been a long time since he felt anger like that and Blaine felt trickles of what he'd been like when he was high coming back. He'd done awful things and for a moment, he was genuinely afraid he would hit Alex. It had shaken him, to get so worked up like that. But he couldn't let Kurt see. No, Blaine had to be strong for the other man.

KURT HUMMEL

Alex nervously glanced at his mother when Blaine brought up what he said at his apartment, not wanting her to know what he did. Because he did give Kurt up. He could see that there was no use fighting for Kurt. But he was ashamed to admit that to his family. So, he lied. He made it seem like Kurt was this asshole who was cheating on him this whole time. His family already disliked Kurt, so it wasn't hard to make them believe his lies. And if he was being honest, he really wanted Kurt to pay for breaking his heart. But he never anticipated Blaine getting in the middle of all this.

Kurt was taken aback when Blaine started talking about his dad. He forgot about that. He forgot that Blaine's family were just as powerful as Alex's family; probably even more. But maybe that was because Blaine's parents never really flaunted their status. They were warm and caring human beings whose house was always open to Kurt. Also, they worked hard for their money. They weren't like Alex's family who made their fortune by lying and cheating.

He shot one last dirty look towards Alex and his mom as he turned to leave, wanting to get as faraway as he could from them. He turned towards Blaine as he spoke, slightly frowning. He wanted to tell Blaine that it was okay. He could stay at a hotel. Blaine barely got Ella and he didn't need Kurt or Ollie disrupting everything. But he could see that Blaine was upset and he didn't want to add to that.

"Okay. Thank you." He softly smiled, pressing a quick kiss to Blaine's lips before rushing down to the car. He quickly unlocked the doors and placed their 'babies' in the back, chuckling when he saw them sniff each other. He closed the door and then climbed in the driver's seat.

It wasn't until he was fully alone, that it hit Kurt what had happened. He was kicked out of his home. He had paid rent two days before, so he was also broke. But of course, Alex must've known that. He waited until Kurt was at his most vulnerable and then took his revenge. And what would have happened if he had work and had come home alone? He would have been probably met by an eviction notice and a note saying that his cat was surrendered to the animal shelter. He blinked away the tears, not wanting to let them see him cry. He couldn't let Alex or his mom know that they got to him.

BLAINE ANDERSON

He knew Kurt wasn't okay, not after that. Honestly? Neither was he. But he had to be strong so Blaine steadied his nerves and continued moving some of the boxes, ones with Kurt's important things. Eventually he'd filled Kurt's car as much as he could and got into the passenger seat, looking over at the other. He could see the tears and swallowed hard, leaning forwards and kissing him tenderly, hand reaching for his.

"I love you, okay? Lets go home. You don't have to stay with me for long, not if you don't want to. But I'm not going to let you live on the streets, Kurt. My parents won't mind, you know they already adore you." He gave him a small smile, reaching back for both Ollie and Ella and setting them in his lap. "Look, our babies are getting along. That's a good sign. Let's just go back to my apartment, I'll cook us something amazing for dinner and these two can get to know each other, okay?"

Blaine wanted to help, of course he did. But he knew how much this had hurt Kurt. He probably didn't help, storming in there the way he did. But he couldn't help it. Kurt was his, he loved him and he wanted to protect him with his life. He didn't deserve what had happened.

KURT HUMMEL

A small part of Kurt wondered if this was his karma for what he did to Alex. He let him believe that he was fully over Blaine but he wasn't. He never was going to be over Blaine. He should have been honest with himself and broke things off with Alex way before the wedding. He understood why Alex was so upset because that's how Kurt felt when Blaine left him. But he hoped that Alex would try to be civil. Kurt would've moved if Alex told him that he wanted to lease the apartment to someone else.

He quickly wiped his eyes as Blaine started loading the boxes into his car, ready to leave. He moved to turn on the car as soon as Blaine got inside but was cut off by Blaine's lips. He felt his grief slowly melt away as Blaine kissed him, softly smiling when he pulled away. "Okay. I love you, too. So, so much."

Kurt turned on the car and made his way back to Blaine's apartment, occasionally glancing over at their babies. "I was half expecting for Ollie to be a little reluctant to Ella but I think he's aware that she's a baby."

BLAINE ANDERSON

He could tell Kurt wasn't okay, and his plan for when they got back was to run him a bath, settle Ollie and Ella into the apartment and let the other man relax. Blaine remained pretty quiet in the ride back, but when Kurt mentioned the two in the back, he grinned and looked back at them, pleased to see Ella resting against Ollie, now sound asleep.

"I think he's going to have to get used to her. Look, she adores him already," he said softly, his heart swelling a little. Already, he was attached to the tiny bundle of fur. But really? Blaine wouldn't have it any other way.

It didn't take long for them to get home after that and when they were back at his apartment, Blaine got out of the car, stretching for a moment and looking at Kurt. "Did you want to take these two up to the apartment, in my bedroom or something and then we can bring the boxes up and figure out what to do?"

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt hated that he was so affected by all this. He wanted to be able to shrug it off. He didn't want Blaine to think that he was upset over Alex because he wasn't. At least, not in the way that someone should be upset over seeing their ex-husband. He was upset that Alex chose to screw him over. Actually, he was fucking pissed about that. But he could tell that Blaine was picking up on his mood and he didn't want to upset him. Blaine was being the best boyfriend that Kurt could ever asked for and he didn't deserve this kind of drama on the day he adopted his baby girl.

"Yup, she's stuck like glue to him." Kurt smiled.

Kurt was grateful that there was always parking in front of Blaine's apartment building because he couldn't imagine trying to carrying his belongings half a block or something. He parked the car and got out, moving to open the back door.

"Yeah, we can do that. Actually, we can just leave the boxes in the car if you want. I don't want to clutter your apartment and I really don't need anything right now."

BLAINE ANDERSON

Blaine shook his head when Kurt mentioned cluttering his apartment. "I really don't mind," he said honestly, reaching over and taking his hand. "You can stay with me for as long as you need to, okay? I love you. And you won't be cluttering my apartment. I want to make things okay for you." He leaned up and kissed him tenderly, giving his the other man a genuine smile.

"C'mon, we can get everything upstairs and then just relax for the evening." Blaine gave him a gentle push, turning to the boxes and stacking them up. It didn't take long for him to get Kurt's things up to his apartment, and he was thankful he lived on the first floor of the building. Eventually, his living room was full of Kurt's boxes and he sat on the sofa, clearly out of breath.

"You feeling okay?" Blaine asked Kurt, noting that he'd been pretty quiet.

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt couldn't help but smile when Blaine insisted that he wasn't going to be a bother. Because he knew that he wasn't lying. He knew that Blaine was kind person who would give you the clothes off his back. He was sweet and selfless like that. "Okay," he whispered, gently squeezing Blaine's hand as he kissed him.

He took Ella and Ollie inside, placing them inside Blaine's bedroom before helping Blaine with his boxes. He could feel Blaine's eyes on him as he carried his boxes and he tried not to look upset. But he was worried that he wasn't doing a good job of acting 'okay'. Which was a little discouraging because he was an inspiring actor.

Once they were finished, Kurt looked at the boxes. He knew that he should look through them to make sure he had everything but he couldn't at the moment. He turned towards Blaine as he spoke, walking over to him. He collapsed onto the couch next to Blaine, scooting close to him.

"Honestly, I don't know how I feel." He sighed, bringing his knees up to his chest. "I feel... violated? They threw my stuff into boxes and left them in the hallway. They were sending my cat to the animal shelter and who knows if I would've gotten him back. And I know I have no right asking A... I'm going to call him 'A' because I really can't say his name without want to punch him again. But I know I hurt him and he hates me but he didn't even have to decency to let me know that he was kicking me out. I asked him if he wanted me to leave when we first broke up and he said 'no'. But then he goes around and does this?! And then his mom..." Kurt shook his head, feeling his eyes start to well up with tears. "I just can't believe this happened."

BLAINE ANDERSON

As soon as Kurt spoke, Blaine knew he needed to help. So without a word, he pulled the other man closer to him, kissing the top of his head and sighing quietly. He knew Kurt was hurting, knew he couldn't believe what was happening. But all Blaine could do was be there for him. He blamed himself, of course he did, but Kurt didn't need to know that. So instead, Blaine kissed the top of the other man's head, closing his eyes for a moment.

"I know it hurts," he said gently. "But I'm here for you. Whatever you need me to do. Just tell me, okay? You know how much I love you, and I want to take care of you. That's all I ever want to do. I'm sorry this has happened. But... But you can stay here for as long as you need to, or as long as you want. It's the least I can do."

Blaine fell silent, resting his chin on the top of Kurt's head as he thought. This man meant the world to him and he loved him with all his heart. He smiled faintly when Ollie walked out of his bedroom, clearly unsure of his new environment. But then Ella was bounding out after him, barking happily and he could have sworn if Ollie was a human, he'd be rolling his eyes. Blaine turned his attention back to Kurt, fingers slowly running up and down his spine to soothe him.

"Is there anything I can do?"

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt didn't realize how much he needed Blaine until he pulled him closer. He instantly wrapped his arms around him, closing his eyes. A part of him worried that it might seem like he was being melodramatic about all this. It's not like he was in love with Alex and this was a lover's betrayal. But it was a betrayal of trust. It was a personal attack on Kurt and it stung that Alex would stoop that low

But despite all that, he had this perfectly sweet man who was offering him comfort. He was also offering a place to stay while Kurt figured out his next step. And Kurt thought about asking Blaine to stay indefinitely but he couldn't impose on him like that. Blaine was on the road to recovery and Kurt didn't want him to feel pressure to ask Kurt to move in.

"I might have to stay for awhile. Is that okay? I can't afford rent right now and I'm too embarrassed to ask my dad for money." Kurt whispered, snuggling closer to Blaine. "And I think Ollie likes your apartment. It took him almost a week to leave the bedroom when I first moved in with A."

Kurt let out a sigh as Blaine started to run his fingers along his spine. "You can keep doing this. Just sitting here, in your arms, is making me feel better already. Thank you. I love you so much, Blaine. I don't think I'll ever be able to fully express how safe you make me feel. And I'm sorry that I ruined this day for you. This day was supposed to be about you getting your baby."

BLAINE ANDERSON

All Blaine did was nod at the question. He wanted Kurt to be safe and if that meant he would be living with him, then so be it. He kissed the top of Kurt's head gently, wanting him to feel better. He smiled at his words, and as soon as Kurt said that just being in his arms as making him feel better, he tightened his grip. All he ever wanted was for the other man to feel safe.

"I love you too," he said gently. "I'm glad I make you safe, Kurt. But you didn't run this day. It's been special. I got Ella, she met you and she's happy. This is just a blip, okay? And this is the start of our future together. Alex and his family don't matter because you have people who love you. Not just me, I mean my family as well, okay? And you can stay here for as long as you need to."

KURT HUMMEL

Kurt smiled as Blaine tightened his grip, feeling himself melt in his arms. Everything was going to be okay. He believed Blaine when he told him that this was just a minor detail in an otherwise good day. And it really could have been worse. Alex and his mother wanted Kurt to suffer but in all honesty, he was okay. He had someone who loved him and gave him a place to stay without any hesitation.

He wiped his eyes as he sat up, smiling over at Blaine. "Our future together?" He reached for Blaine's hand, gently squeezing. "Do you mean, our future as boyfriends? Because I'm not sure if you realized it but you called me your 'boyfriend' back there. And I hope you meant it because I would love to be your boyfriend again." Kurt smiled, bringing Blaine's hand up to kiss it.

BLAINE ANDERSON

Kurt's words took him by surprise and he looked over at him as he sat up. Did he seriously refer to Kurt as his boyfriend? His cheek flushed and Blaine lowered his gaze, clearly embarrassed. But honestly? He really did mean it. He meant it when he said he cared about Kurt, and he meant it when he referred to him as his boyfriend.

"Of course I did. I'm hopelessly in love you," he said quietly, watching as Kurt brought a hand to his lips, kissing his knuckles. And then Blaine was leaning forwards, close enough so he could see every faint freckle on his nose, could see every colour in his eye. Blaine brushed their lips together, putting as much as he possibly could into this. Because the truth? Blaine Anderson had fallen for Kurt Hummel - hook, line and sinker.

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Pug Wears Pajamas And Socks So He’ll Always Feel Safe When He ‘Walks’

Frankie the pug came into Izabella St. James’ life the way most dogs do — injured, neglected and in dire need of a loving home.  St. James, a pug rescuer and the woman behind  The Pug Queen , first learned about Frankie through a friend.  “It was a couple weeks before I was supposed to move, and I had so many dogs and I was totally overwhelmed with the amount of rescues,” St. James told The Dodo. “But a friend reached out to me and said, ‘FYI, there is little boy pug who is completely injured.’ There was a post somewhere on Facebook that someone had got him, and he needed help and couldn’t walk, and they didn’t know how to help him. And she said, ‘Would you be willing to help him?’”            Credit:        The Pug Queen St. James couldn’t say “no,” so she and her friend organized to pick up Frankie as soon as possible.  But when St. James met Frankie, her heart broke. The little pug was only about 4 months old, but his little body was already badly broken.  “I took him to my vet to do some scans and testing and X-rays, and [the vet] told me that not only was his pelvis broken, but his hips were broken, his femur was shattered and his knees were out of place,” St. James said. “He also had a break in his front leg and a major ulcer in his eye.”            Credit:        The Pug Queen There was also a mysterious burn on Frankie’s back. “It looked like a hot water burn or something like that,” St. James said.  The origins of Frankie’s injuries may always remain a mystery — the only information St. James has is what her friend read on the Facebook post about him.  “The story was that he belonged to some backyard breeder,” St. James said. “They sold some puppies, and they gave [Frankie] to their cousin’s boyfriend. I don’t know if he was a pug person, but his intention was to keep him in the garage and breed him when he gets older. How you put a tiny little puppy into a garage and keep him there is beyond me.”            Credit:        The Pug Queen Not long after that, Frankie became severely injured and unable to walk — and the man returned the pug to the breeder.  “The guy who had him claimed that it was a spider bite,” St. James said. “But, as we found out, nearly every single bone in his lower body is broken. Clearly, we know that spiders don’t break bones.”  If Frankie had indeed been kept in a garage, there was a more likely scenario. “My vet ventured a guess that it’s possible they ran him over in the car ... and dragged him,” St. James said.            Credit:        The Pug Queen Whatever had happened, Frankie was in desperate need of medical attention — he’s already had one surgery, and he will need at least one more, as well as constant physical therapy, according to St. James. Even so, the little pug will probably never be able to properly walk.  “I can’t even fathom the amount of pain and suffering this little baby has gone through,” St. James said.  St. James plans to get Frankie a wheelchair, but first he needs to get through his next surgery. So for now, Frankie drags the lower part of his body around.            Credit:        The Pug Queen “I got him a bunch of ‘drag bags,’” St. James said. “Literally, it’s a bag that you put the lower half of the body in, and you kind of fasten it around his legs. So when he drags his legs around … it protects the skin from not getting scraped.”  But Frankie wasn’t a fan of the drag bags. “He doesn’t want to walk around in them,” St. James said. “Or the other pugs pull on it — they think it’s a toy.”  So St. James tried something else — she put Frankie into doggy pajamas and socks to protect his injured legs and skin.            Credit:        The Pug Queen “We have different colors and different styles,” St. James said. “It’s all about protecting him.”  He also clearly looks adorable.            Credit:        The Pug Queen “I can’t even when he sits there in his little sockies,” she said. “Sometimes he doesn’t want me to put them on — he’ll put his little pawsies up and it’s really funny. But once they’re on, I think he knows that it allows him more movement when he has them on.”  Despite everything he’s been through, nothing has broken Frankie’s spirit.            Credit:        The Pug Queen “He just wants to be a normal pug,” St. James said. “He wants to get out and play with the others. He tries so hard to be part of the group.”  “He’s very feisty,” she added. “When the other pugs are playing, he rushes over and gets in the middle of everything. So my nickname for him is ‘The Supervisor.’ If there’s any action, Frankie is there.”            Credit:        The Pug Queen St. James does hope Frankie will eventually have more mobility — and she’s doing everything she can to try and make that happen.  “My hope is that he will be very mobile and independent with the wheels,” she said. “And if he could stand and walk and go potty on his own, that would be amazing. Because he tries. When he’s eating his food, he tries to get up. Sometimes I hold his little tushy up. And I know when he goes potty, he tries to stand up.”            Credit:        The Pug Queen But Frankie never gets discouraged — and he’s full of love for everyone, especially St. James.  “He’s extremely loving,” St. James said. “Every time I take him out and pick him up, he instantly starts kissing me, and he will give me a million kisses.”              Credit:        The Pug Queen “He’s just such a great, resilient little boy,” she added. “There’s a lesson there for all of us to overcome and keep going. No matter what has been done to him, it hasn’t affected his spirit as well.”

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