#however when a cat loves someone They Love Someone and will Not stop cuddling them

[neeeooon]

haiaiaiia I just had this idea but I can't write so here I am <33

imagine you adopt a black cat (guess where this is going :p) and you fall asleep with it on your chest and in the middle of the night it turns human (chigiri my princess) so you wake up hugging him (ok idk anm if you can turn this into a masterpiece 🙏🙏)

also im destroyed cz of chapter 300 💔💔

Thank uuuu feel free to ignore :)

HAHA he’s soooo black cat coded this is perfect (i am not ready to talk about 300 i am unwell someone do a wellness check in 2 days j)

two for one deal

chigiri hyoma & gn!reader. crack, chigiri can shapeshift

you’d always wanted a pet growing up, even after you moved out and started dating. however, your jerk of an ex was allergic to all things cute and happy, so the minute you kicked him out of your life, you booked an appointment with your town’s rescue center. you weren’t exactly looking for a replacement, as your ex hardly ever cuddled you, but you wanted to care for something and have it keep you company.

the lady behind the register handed you the paperwork you’d filled out before your visit. “you got approved!” she beamed. “so, any particular type of cat you’re looking for?”

you smiled at her enthusiasm and let her lead you further into the shelter. “not exactly… i was hoping to see them all and connect with one!”

her eyes sparkled as she nodded, and soon you were in the cat section. she stood in the corner, organizing toys and treats, to give you some privacy in your search.

if you could, you would have taken every single one of those cats home, even the ones that didn’t want anything to do with you. “i’m seriously gonna be a crazy cat person…” you grumbled under your breath, and that was when you stumbled across the next cage.

you had to lean closer to see him, as his dark coat blended into the back of the kennel. he sat still and stared at you like you were an inconvenience. like his time here was temporary, and if you didn’t take him home, he’d find a way to break out. the thought made you smile as you flipped through his chart.

“oh, that’s peanut. he’s new!” the lady said when she saw you looking. “he was rescued after tormenting some kids during their soccer match a few days ago… but princess over here is lovely—“

“i’ll take him.” you don’t know what compelled you to say it, but the way that cat stared at you made you feel like he wanted you to rescue him, too.

the lady chuckled, almost nervously, and added, “i should warn you, he does not like being touched. he can get violent…”

you poked a finger through the cage door, and peanut walked up and ran his head against your nail. a beam of pride filled your chest, and the lady clapped her hands. “well! i’ll get his adoption paperwork ready for you.”

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you stared at peanut, who looked very unsatisfied with his setup. you bought the bed ahead of time and realized now that that was a mistake.

the bed was peachy pink and filled with half a dozen cat toys shaped like various foods and animals. "sorry," you apologized under the cat's harsh eyes. "i thought you'd be... not a boy."

already, you were unsure if getting a cat was a good idea after all. peanut refused to eat any of the food the shelter recommended for him, but he looked so thin that you gave in and tore up pieces of your dinner for him. he nuzzled against your leg after that, and you thought that meant you were friends, until he saw the bed and hated you again.

"it's too late to get a new bed," you explained. "just sleep there for tonight. a bed is a bed. plus, aren't cats colored blind?"

he blinked slowly at you. you shrank back and crawled into your own bed.

were you really going to let yourself be bullied by a cat? you tisked and turned your lamp off. "good night, peanut."

you were almost asleep when you felt a gentle thump at your feet. peeking an eye open, you saw peanut walking over to your face before stopping at your stomach. he climbed up, made bread on your ribs for a few minutes, and finally curled himself against you.

ignoring the warmth that filled you and the joy of acceptance, you closed your eyes for the night.

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peanut wasn't the biggest cat out there, but you didn't expect him to be so heavy. sometime during the night, he'd migrated from your stomach to your chest. still half asleep, you stroked his fur and hummed, "morning, peanut."

"good morning."

you froze. from the feel of it, so did he.

slowly lifting your head, you screamed when you found a man curled up against you. a man with bright red hair and sleepy eyes, but a man nonetheless. "what the—how did you get in here? where's my cat?!"

the man sat up, looking vaguely confused, as he stuck his arms out in front of him and wiggled his fingers. you scrambled away from him, clutching one of your many blankets to your chest. "g-get out, perv!"

the man rolled his eyes and poked each of his toes next. "i'm not a perv. you invited me into your house."

"i did no such thing!"

he looked over and blinked lazily at you. something about the way he was judging you felt familiar, and you were suddenly feeling defensive. "this is my house! what are you, a vampire? i didn't invite anyone in."

the man rolled another one of your blankets over his hips and sighed. "you don't happen to have any of your ex's clothes lying around, do you?"

you felt the color drain from your cheeks. "how... who are you?" you hadn't even told your friends that you dumped your sorry excuse of an ex yet. the only people who knew were you, your ex, and...

your eyes went round. "no way. absolutely not. i'm dreaming, this is a dream." but even after searching everywhere, peanut was nowhere to be found.

when you returned to your room, the man was dressed in a loose pair of your ex's sweats and a t-shirt three sizes too big. it showed too much of his bony collarbones and shoulders. he grinned, and you caught the flash of fangs you were very familiar with (peanut bit you while you were sharing your dinner with him).

shifting your weight between your feet, you nervously asked, "peanut?"

"chigiri, actually. but yeah. surprise."

your head felt light. "how?"

"i actually don't know," chigiri confessed in an amused voice. "i mean, i used to be able to change at will, but i've been stuck as a cat for a few weeks now. not as fun as it sounds, by the way."

"i never said that sounds fun..." you shook your head and pressed both hands to your face. "um... i don't really know what to do. i think i threw the cat toy receipts away, so i doubt they'll let me get my money back."

chigiri stared at you. "your cat just turned into a seriously attractive man, and you're worried about money?"

you looked appalled. "do you have bills to pay? no. you ate half my dinner, which was expensive, by the way. and 'seriously attractive'... someone's vain." but that was expected. peanut was definitely a diva, and this guy was peanut.

sensing your hesitance, chigiri stayed on the other side of the bed as he said, "i won't lie, there isn't a place for me to go. i can get a job if you let me stay; help you pay for rent or whatever."

sighing, you let your hand slide from your forehead to the side of your neck. you adopted peanut, not a human, but you promised to care for and protect him. no matter how weird it was, the idea of throwing him out made you uncomfortable.

sucking in a breath, you locked eyes with chigiri. "you're staying on the couch. and i expect you to cover half the rent starting next month. gives you enough time to get a job."

chigiri's grin was so large it flashed his sharp canines. "done."

"okay. now... should i call you chigiri, or peanut?"

[seungfl0wer]

Minho As Your Boyfriend

Bangchan | Minho | Changbin | Hyunjin | Han | Felix | Seungmin | Jeongin

Contains Smut🩷

(I had to stop myself on this one man. I could go on about how I think Minho is. For real stopped at one point and said damn. It’s already so long lol.)

-🩵

•He’s such a big push over especially for you.

•He really can’t say no to you.

•As much as he acts all tough and non caring that’s just what he wants you to think.

•He’s such a mushy guy with you.

•Non-Stop flirting.

•Hand holding.

•Hand holding.

•Did I mention hand holding?

•He brings your hand up to kiss it so sweetly.

•But if you dare to mention it he’ll give you that look.

•Small acts of kindness.

•Like making sure you always have your favorite snacks.

•Or bringing you something back from your and acting all nonchalant like.

•Gives you quick cheek kisses and act like nothing happened.

•Finds it so fucking cute how much he makes you blush/smile.

•Has THE WORST picture of you as his background.

•Laughs about it all the time but just finds you adorable.

•Like I said before mans acts like he’s all tough and cold.

•But really he is just such a softy.

•He loves the mornings where he doesn’t have to get up.

•Where he can just lay next to you.

•Cuddle up, all cozy. These days he’d stay in bed for hours just to feel you close.

•He really loves to cuddle.

•One of his favorite things to do is have you wrapped in his arms.

•Where he has his head against your shoulder listing to you hum/breath.

•He likes laying you on his chest so you have to look up to him to talk.

•Ugh just how soft and sleepy you look makes his heart melt.

•And back to listening to you, he loves laying his head on your chest/back.

•So he can hear the beautiful rhythm of your heart beat.

•Don’t get me wrong though he is a menace.

•Will tease you.

•However he knows his limit.

•It just takes one time for something he said to mildly upset you to know how far he can go/take it.

•And that first time? He feels absolutely awful.

•He might like to push your buttons but never wanting to push the one that may hurt you in anyway.

•He’s super protective of you and a bit possessive.

•He’s not very confrontational however someone says something rude to you?

•That quick tongue of his is either being bitten or snapping at someone.

•Also if someone is being too flirty or touching you?

•He’s right there wrapping his arm around you, kissing you. Anything to show them you’re his.

•You’re quite literally his whole world.

•Minus his cat babies of course.

•And oh god the amount of fondness and just pure love when he sees you with them.

•That’s his wallpaper.

•You and his children. Ah does he gush over it.

•Loves to get all pouty when you’re giving them more attention.

•”I know dori is cute but I’m cuter”

•People tend to look at him and just see this cold man but truly. He is just so caring.

•He remembers all your important dates, takes so good care of you.

•And just spoils you like there’s no tomorrow.

•Truly and utterly loves you with everything in him.

︵‿︵‿୨Smut Below୧‿︵‿︵

•Minho in the bedroom? Is a slightly different story.

•He’s still so enamored by you so in love but.

•He’s more- more of the Scorpio man he is.

•He’s so passionate and possessive.

•Very much a dom.

•Loves having you so obedient to him.

•Multiple rounds most days.

•Degrading, Spanking, Biting, Overstimulation, begging. Everything.

•Definitely loves giving you hickeys on your neck so others can see them.

•Loves to be called sir.

•Firm believer of him calling you kitten as well.

•Mans so good. His tongue, his hands, those fucking dancer hips.

•You’ll never leave without cumming.

•Even on the most rough days. As much as he wants to not let you cum.

•He will. Of course he will, especially when you beg so well for it.

•Remember when I said about cuddling?

•So much morning sex where he’s just sloppily fucking you.

•He’s still half asleep when he’s pushing into you hands slinking round your body.

•Holding you so close whispering hot words against your ear.

•”aah kitten, feel so good just for me”

•Uses that voice, that soft voice he uses for the cats or that one episode with Felix and him in the haunted house.

•That sweet soft voice.

•Definitely has a breeding/primal kink.

•”Gonna fill you full, pump you so full you have all my babies”

•God and he absolutely goes feral when you ride him.

•Seeing your face so fucked out for him as you use him for your pleasure.

•Ah he could come then and there.

•Almost forgot to talk about how he loves taking you camping too.

•Having you outside fucking you so good.

•”Must want everyone to hear how well I’m fucking you”

•Light system in use all the time

•Aftercare is a lot of his sweet hum and coo’s of “my good kitten, did so well for me. I love you so much”

•Has snacks on stand by and drinks

•Cleans you up before himself.

•If it’s a rougher night is constantly asking if you’re ok.

•Is always afraid of hurting you in some way.

•Ends most nights with you cuddled together waiting on take out because he wants to make sure you’re replenished.

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[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

CHROLLO FLUFF RELATIONSHIP ALPHABET

sfw (safe for work)!!! no smut in this one.

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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Chrollo and affection are like cats and sleep—they simply just match. Chrollo will show you affection in mostly words of affirmation and acts of service, though he’d do basically anything to show his never ending affection for you.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Chrollo is like that calm and yet brutally honest friend that we all need in our lives. That friend who will give you actual advice instead of just saying what we want to hear, and yet he does it in the most polite and civil way possible. He’s the best friend who will support chaotic ideas but will also hold you back if he knows you’re going too far.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Chrollo isn’t exactly the type to initiate cuddles. As romantic as he is, physical affection isn’t his strong suit. He doesn’t mind it, but he prefers it if you initiate the cuddles instead of him. If he does cuddle though, Chrollo prefers being the big spoon.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Chrollo dreams of settling down with you and living the rest of his life in peace—maybe even in Meteor City. He knows it’s a far fetched dream and something that will probably never happen, but he still thinks about it often. And Chrollo is basically a housewife when it comes to household chores. For some reason this guy knows how to do anything.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Bold of you to assume that Chrollo would ever break up with his partner. He’s the type of guy to take “till death do us part” completely seriously—and you love him for that, honestly.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

It completely depends. If he knows that you’re perfect for him, then Chrollo will marry you in a heartbeat. If you’re more on the annoying side, Chrollo will have to think it through a bit more before deciding to marry you or not.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Chrollo is the most gentle lover ever, and I stand by that. If you’re mad, he’ll coax you in such a soft way that will honestly make you forget why you were mad in the first place. If you start crying, Chrollo will hold you in his arms and hold them while gently stroking your hair while whispering sweet things until you stop.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Again, Chrollo isn’t too fond of physical affection. If you hug him, then he’ll just wrap his arms tightly around you a bit stiffly. However, if it’s something cliché and romantic, like a meeting after years of separation, Chrollo will do the cheesy twirling you around in his arms thing.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Chrollo would want to save it for a special moment, such as an intimate moment under the moonlight where he’s gently holding your face and whispering the words.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Chrollo and jealousy is a strange thing. He does get jealous a good amount, he just doesn’t show it outwardly. However, if you’re getting a bit too close with someone else, Chrollo will sneaking wrap his arm around your waist and stare directly into the person’s eyes with a threatening smile and say “My love, who’s this?”

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Chrollo’s kisses are soft and passionate—possibly the most romantic one could ever experience. Chrollo likes to kiss you anywhere on your face—especially your forehead—, your hands, and during especially intimate moments, on your neck.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Chrollo is conflicted when it comes to children. On one hand, their innocence and purity intrigues him but also scares him; how could they make such rash decisions without overthinking it? On the other hand, Chrollo has a bit of weakness for kids. After all, his whole backstory is revolved around endangered children (manga readers, if you know you know.)

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Chrollo doesn’t particularly enjoy mornings, but he isn’t overly grouchy or anything. Just tired and much less smiley. Expect a fresh cup of tea, some cuddles that you initiated, and some honey sweet yet genuine compliments from Chrollo that almost make your sugarless tea taste sweet.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights spent with Chrollo are so very comforting, especially after a long day. A vanilla and lily scented candle in your shared room, Chrollo reading you a book as you both finish a warm long bath, and once you fall asleep, a gentle “I love you” and forehead kiss.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It depends on how long he’s known you. If you grew up with him, especially if you went through the Troupe backstory (Chapter 395-397) with him, then there’s really not much to tell you about, but he’ll be much more open with you if something’s wrong. If he met you later in life, he’ll have to make sure that you’re the right person before revealing bits and pieces of information about him at a time:

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Chrollo and anger are like water and oil. You never know when he’s mad because he’s so passive aggressive about it. However, if he’s really agitated, then he will let some snarky comments out that makes it obvious that he’s annoyed and that you should probably stop whatever behavior is bothering him as soon as you can.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Oh boy. If there was a quiz about you, Chrollo would pass as if it’s the most easy thing in the world. Every single question would be answered within 0.5 seconds because he remembers every little detail about you. Whether it was how itchy the pale blue dress you wore on your 18th date together was, or how cheap and well your black heels fitted you on your 4th date was, he remembers it all.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Chrollo truly appreciates those quiet days where he doesn’t have an upcoming heist, you’re not busy with anything, and you can just help each other out with mundane day to day house chores—the day full of genuine laughter. It’s boring and simple, he knows that, but at this point in his 26-year-long-life, it’s the most comforting thing Chrollo knows.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

If it’s something small and stupid, Chrollo isn’t too particularly protective. However, the moment you’re in a bit of danger, Chrollo will—without hesitation—protect you at all costs, no matter how much Troupe effort it takes. Chrollo doesn’t really want to be protected—not by you, at least. Chrollo thinks that it should be the other way around. He should be one protecting you.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Oh gosh—Chrollo’s going all out. I mean, he has the money, why wouldn’t he? Bouquets and bouquets and bouquets of your favorite flowers, little things that remind him of you, expensive jewelry, the most luxurious 5 star restaurants…you’re lucky as fuck, you know?

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Chrollo doesn’t really have any bad “habits”, but there are a few mental issues with him. His bipolar issues can get annoying sometimes—one second he’s the cold and ruthless Phantom Troupe leader who only smiles cruelly, the next second he’s the teasing and immature guy fighting people way older than him and cockily asking “who would win” like a child, the next second he’s the sweet gentleman who treats you like a princess.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Chrollo doesn’t care too much about his looks. He’s self aware that he’s handsome and that he looks more congenitally attractive with his hair down, he just doesn’t care. In his opinion, true love shouldn’t be decided by appearance.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Oh boy. Chrollo basically tells you every night that you complete him, that without you he’d be lost, that you’re his other half, that if you ever were to leave him that he would fall apart, that he needs you to live. So yes, he’d feel very incomplete without you.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

If he were to ever have TikTok, all of the “Booktok Girlies” would be obsessed with him and he’d hate it.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Chrollo hates, and I mean HATE, people who are cruel and inhumane to children for no reason (Phantom Troupe backstory mentioned???). Chrollo knows that he’s being hypocritical after what he’s done to the Kurta Clan children, but he has very different expectations of himself versus other people.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Chrollo definitely has partial insomnia. Have you seen the circles under his eyes in the 1999 version? And how in the opening scene of episode 54 of the 2011 version Chrollo was the only one who wasn’t sleeping in the Troupe???😭 If he sleeps, he’ll still be very on guard. The first time you guys shared a bed and you wrapped your arms around him from behind in your sleep, Chrollo literally almost jumped, preparing for an enemy attack, until he realized that it was just you.

[etheries1015]

Hello! I love the way you write! Would I be able to request the reactions of some of the twst boys to MC telling them they snore (whether it's true or not)? I think Malleus, Riddle, and Azul would have fun reactions, but anyone you feel like writing would be great! Thank you!

Thank you for the compliment heuheu... much appreciated <3

When they snore

Featuring: Malleus, Riddle, Azul, Rook, Vil

General warnings: Gender neutral reader

Malleus

The moment you told him he snores, he was concerned. Was he troubling you with his sleeping habits? Were you unhappy sleeping with the fae because of this, to the point where it was noticeable? The moment the words left your mouth, he began to word vomit.

"Is that an issue? Is my snoring preventing you from getting a night of good rest? I...Suppose I could sleep elsewhere if it will grant you a full night of sleep.." Que him going down a rabbit hole of solutions, you couldn't get a single word in. Eventually, it came time for classes to begin, to which you hadn't the chance to explain your statement to the panicked fae.

When night fell and it was time for bed, his tail swayed sadly as he stood in the doorway. "I suppose I shall sleep out here, my love," He said, as lightning of vibrant green flashed outside your window.

As he turned his back and began to sulk away, you quickly ran up behind him with a bear hug.

"Malleus, would you stop and listen to me for a second?" You laughed, "When I said you snore, I was going to tell you it was cute. Like an animal snoring lightly. You seem so at peace curled up in bed with your light snoring..."

The lightning went away as fast at it had came, and you felt his tail wrap around your waist as he turned to face you, arms pulling you close.

"Ah...ahem. I apologize for my unbecoming behavior before, then. I...was rather saddened at the thought I caused my beloved to lose well-needed sleep."

He's never been called cute before, but he's also never slept in the same bed with another person. So I suppose there's a first for everything <3

Riddle

Snores like a cat. The first time you had slept in the same room, the first thing you noticed was his high-pitched yet soft snores that were short and far between.

The morning you woke up, the first thing you said was; "Did you know you snore?" Riddle blinks at you a couple times before hitting you with his annoyed face (you know the one.)

"Snoring is perfectly normal," He told you, "It's caused by the rattling and vibration of tissues-"

You got a lecture on the scientific reasoning behind snoring. When he finished defending the nature of his sleeping habits, you finally hit him with the "You snore like a little cat! It's cute!"

His face turns as red as his hair, as always when he becomes flustered.

"W-w-wha- a cat?! How dare you compare me to a cat! I..I am not a cat..."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.." You seemed pretty guilty about upsetting him, he muttered "I suppose I'll let it go..." and moved on.

All in all, as long as you aren't losing sleep because of him, he will forgive you for your previous teasing statements. However, from that day forward, you have noticed his ears take a rosy hue with shy glances your way before he heads to bed...

Azul

"Did you know you snore? Pretty loud, too. Is that like...a merman thing?"

His face turns red IMMEDIATELY. He was so embarrassed. The first time he allows someone to be near him in such a vulnerable state, and he blows it by being a snorer. A loud one, at that.

"Snoring is not common for merfolk! Being under the sea, most don't struggle with such a thing...but I would say being above water, the air that goes through my soft palate-"

Great. Another scientific review on snoring. Only Azul, on the other hand, cannot seem to keep eye contact with you.

"Please don't tell anyone. You must sign on it!"

You spent an hour comforting poor Azul, telling him it's nothing to be ashamed of, and giving him lots of hugs and cuddles. But he still continues to insist you sign a NDA to the information you had uncovered.

He was incredibly shy about having you sleep with him again, yet you managed to convince him. Azul is much more insecure than you may think about his image, however, you always seem to break his walls down.

Although, you did notice he began to wear nose strips at night, with books on sleeping habits and potions to help with snoring...old habits truly die hard.

Give him extra cuddles for the existential crisis you had instilled in your poor octo boyfriend <3

Rook

Oh boy. You had no choice but to tell him. He snores like your average forty-year-old dad. You genuinely lose sleep over it, even waking him up

"Rook, Rook. Honey. Please. I can't sleep. Your snoring is just too much, I'm sorry."

He actually finds it kind of amusing? For some reason? He asks you excitedly to tell him more about the things he does when he's sleeping.

He didn't really take you too seriously until he noticed the physical wear and tear. The bags under your eyes...

"Mon Cheri! Your eyes...have you not been sleeping well?"

"Rook. Your snoring. It's horrendous. Please."

He spends an hour doing EVERYTHING under the sun to help his snoring, for your sake! Moving around how his bed is set up, mouth exercises, the way he sleeps...He refuses to use strips, he doesn't like how they feel, and says it prevents his senses from being at their 100%.

He finds a way to help alleviate it, and you end up investing in some sleep time headphones. You make it work, because dealing with his sleeping habits is better than sleeping without him~

Vil

"Did you know you snore?"

He stares at you with his jaw open and his eyes wide. What...what do you mean he snores when he sleeps? Does he sleep with his mouth open? Does he look utterly ridiculous when he sleeps? All of these questions he bombards you with.

"Vil! Vil. I was kidding. I'm sorry. You sleep so quietly that I have to check if you're still alive sometimes. You're like a sleeping statue of perfection."

He was not amused. He almost had a heart attack and invested in the world's most expensive treatments.

Tackles you to the bed and ruffles up your hair, laughter ensuing at your silly little prank.

"Well, it's YOU who snores, potato. You're lucky I let you sleep here and not outside like a dog," He chuckles. He says this, yet you knew he loved you too much to go a single night without you by his side.

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[sisaloofafump]

Thinking about Bruce getting hit by a spell that gives him catlike features for a year. It lasts long enough that he knows he can't hide it, so he integrates it into his public persona.

It doesn't really affect his Batman work. He perches on high places and turns away from physical affection like usual. His cowl already has places for ears and his tail is hidden by his cape. His balance is already so good. The eyes make his night vision better, the flexibility in his feet makes him swifter, he modifies the gloves to match Selina's claws.

But there are little things that change.

He's more sleepy, constantly, and it's rarely a deep nap but he nods off whenever he can. Every few days he needs to cuddle with someone safe and is restless and needy if he can't. His meals (already dense and few and far between) stick to a strict schedule. He sniffs things.

And with those that he's close to, it gets a little more apparent.

He deposits care packages at his kids' doors in the middle of the night with no explanation

He hisses at criminals

He licks his thumb and rubs sauce splatter off Alfred's face in the kitchen

Diana picks him up by the scruff like a misbehaving kitten and he just goes limp

Selina is having the absolute best time of her life. It doesn't matter that they're fighting, once she hears the news she runs back to Gotham and doesn't let him out of the bed for a week

She is, however, mockingly offended that he's both stolen her aesthetic and that he refuses to lean into it. She keeps making him catsuits. She "buys" him cat themed jewelry and he can't even complain about it because she's looking at him with such wonder and awe and then kissing him stupid

He melts into Clark's pets and practically climbs into his lap when they're alone. (Totally Platonically of course). He travels to Metropolis semi-regularly to take care of his cuddling needs away from the indignity of his household

He always checks and makes sure Superman's hair curl is perfect

Socialites love it. They pet his ears and his tail and he drapes himself over them pretending he loves it too, focusing all his attention on controlling his tail muscles and not letting it flick angrily

"Oh no, it didn't give me the muscles to purr" Brucie explains, and then he spots Friend! Ally! Lois Lane across the hall and starts purring up a storm

Lois is unbelievably smug as her and Bruce are nearly chased out by an incredibly jealous heiress

Both Cass and Stephanie are so excited and Steph stops avoiding patrols with Bruce because her need to sneak up behind him and pat his (cowled) head is too strong. He lets it happen. They work well together when she knows she's only allowed to keep it up if she follows all his other mission commands

Damian brings him pamphlets on feline health and behaviours and enforces strict adherence to its guidelines

Jason is insufferable about it, not lessening in his taunts even after the novelty has worn off for everyone else. Bruce once picks him up by the scruff and he goes limp

Wayne Foundation sells multiple photoshoot calendars, ranging from wholesome to downright scandalous. Selina (who is semi-publicly known to be Catwoman after her most recent arrests) directs them the shoot, to the horror of most of the crew

They sell out immediately

Lois buys all three and places the most scandalous in the kitchen with sticky notes covering the most sensitive areas (but leaving enough to let the imagination go wild). The wholesome one goes beside their bed and the mid tier one is on Clark's desk at the Planet. He moves it to Lois's desk. Lois changes his computer wallpaper a full frontal cat!Bruce nude

Bruce gets away with catnapping throughout any meeting he wants

He sets up a "nap room" attached to his office which provides ample excuse to sneak away or work on his batcomputer

Dick doesn't know how to feel. Humour, yes, but it reminds him of the cat themed entertainers at the circus and their acrobatic stunts. He teaches Bruce some of them. He doesn't say why (but Bruce knows)

Bruce chirps when he's sleepy. He curls up with Clark on the couch and Clark memorizes the sound

He accidentally chirps over comms once and without hesitation Clark and Diana reply back. The rest of the league is deeply confused but it becomes a nearly effective check in system for the Trinity

Clark subconsciously learns how to purr. Lois gives him absolute hell for it. The apartment vibrates minutely whenever Bruce is over

Bruce's ears and tail are horribly transparent about his emotions, especially negative ones. It's not purring or chirping that indicates contentment, but the lack of his tail's near constant flicking and ticked off ears

Tim is one of the only ones who tries to optimize the cat features as part of Batman. He isn't distracted by or infantilizing of them, but he also doesn't ignore them and pretend everything is the same

Duke thinks it's Bad Ass but doesn't push the gimmick when he realizes Bruce won't lean into it. He once snips off a piece of Bruce's fur on a dare by his civilian friends. He sells it for $690

Bruce goes cowl & capeless at core-group Justice League meetings because the suit still too constructing and sensory-overwhelming no matter how much he modifies it. His glare dares them to be distracted by it. They still are.

Most of them move on after a few months. Barry never does. Actually if we're being honest none of them do, but most of them stop hovering around and hoping to pet him. (And he trusts them. He allows some initial pets to get the curiosity out of their system. Until he gets overwhelmed and shuts it all down)

Hal is gravely injured on a mission and Bruce wraps him in his arms and purrs until evac arrives. They never talk about it again

Oliver wonders if he should get an animal themed transformation. Zatanna gives him a rat tail

Diana is delighted by the increased spring in his pounces and elects herself his principle sparring partner

(Dinah propositions him for a threesome. Bruce takes one look at Ollie's tail and walks away)

Bruce claws up Clark's cape and perches on his shoulders while he flies

He rips up little papers at his desk while working

When the batsignal goes up, he abandons everything and pounces towards it. Gordon finds him tapping at the bright light with his claw

Helena’s dog hates him

For a few weeks in the second month, he has two sets of canines as his adult cat teeth come in. What starts as a duo Alfred & Damian project to find appropriate teething material for Bruce that is a) effective and b) dignified enough Bruce would use it, spirals into a full batfamily effort. Too many people buy the exact same cheap adult batsignal chew necklace. Luke designs a high tech chewable batarang. Dick suggest an old cowl's ears. Finally someone brings him a chew necklace shaped like the Superman crest and Bruce gets way too much satisfaction walking out of a WE board meeting with an punctured and ruined El crest

Clark puts his hand on Bruce's shoulder during monitor duty, expecting either aloof rejection or a cuddle. Bruce bites him. That knocks the remaining baby teeth out

Diana performs his dental check ups because her fingers are strong but forgiving, and Clark Is Not Jealous

Bruce will give Jon and the shy children of socialites and WE employees piggybacks and let them play with his hair and ears, and or get away with tugging on his tail. It's uncomfortable, but he enjoys their glee and what little he can do to entertain them

Clark tries picking Bruce up by the scruff and Bruce hisses at him

Bruce only talks to J'onn telepathically

Unthinking, in an emergency, Bruce uses his serrated tongue and licks the kryptonite particles off of Clark's face

Inspired by the whiskers he unfortunately did not get, Bruce inputs sensors on the side of his cowl to help him judge what he's able to squeeze through

The one person who hates it is Kate. She attends some of the same events as Bruce as resents the attention he gets, both for his sake and because of her own annoyance. She thinks it's stupid how much mission time is wasted talking about it. She wishes it happened to her. She is Bruce's main ally in getting conversations back on track

Bruce gets so many love letters and proposals in the mail from all over the world. Selina puts them all in a binder and, even when wearing a disguise, pulls him closer whenever she sees one of the authors in person

Babs is (aside from changing some of his interface to have some cat themes) very professional about it. She low effort dresses up as a cat for a last minute Halloween event and Dick retches when she tries to flirt with him

Everyone buys him cat collars. Most are cheap gag gifts. Most are bat merch. Hal gives him a green lantern one. Steph gives him a Superman one.

Selina gives him dozens but the only one he'll wear isn't a collar at all but a lacy black choker with a dainty chain decal and a little heart charm. Bruce wears it to a gala and doesn't understand Clark's expression until he looks at it under a microscope. "Property of S". He looks into claw coverings Selina helped add to his gloves. "Property of C". Huh. Maybe that explains why Clark looked at them weird

His butt wiggles before he jumps

When the year is nearly up, Bruce pretends he won't mourn any of it and continues like normal. Selina debates trying to extend it. Zatanna could, but ultimately they decide to let it go

Unlike in the first week, Bruce and Selina fight a lot in the days before the end because emotions are high and Selina is clingy. It doesn't stop them from making the most of each night tho

Clark is disappointed that his time as Designated Bruce Cuddler and their semi-regular hangouts are coming to an end. Lois was dragging them through an X-Files marathon and they had only a couple seasons left

Diana gives in and takes him to the Andromeda Mall for a spa day so she can finally coo over him in relative privacy

When it ends, Bruce goes back to his old suit with no comment. He barely addresses the change and, aside from a few wayward jokes, people move on. But if they look closely, they'd see how the claws remain, and the springing support near his ankles

Selina leaves for a time after she realizes he wants to pretend it never happened and their increasing arguments were no longer tempered by sex. Bruce pretends it's not ironic that he'd lose two cat aspects of his life at once

Clark comes home late a few weeks later and finds Lois in her armchair and Bruce there with popcorn and X-Files queued up. Bruce sits on the opposite end of the couch, but he doesn't seem to mind when Clark tucks his legs up on the cushions and rests his feet against Bruce's thigh

Everyone still gives him cat toys too often

Selina spots Bruce in the lobby of her favourite ballet and the frills of a black lace choker are peaking out of his collar. She smiles

(Also for the next 4 years Hal will only show Batman as a cat during strategy simulations)

Anyway. Cat Bruce <33

[pleasestayawayidonotlikeyou]

The headcanons you wrote for Berry and Rasp were so good! Would you be willing to do some romantic headcanons for the cool skellies? (Cross, fresh, and epic?) I'm so excited to see what other stuff you write and draw!

Oh my thank you traveler! I hope you enjoy the future content on my blog <3

Featuring:Fresh, Epic, Cross.

Masterlist

Fresh

Traveler did you really fall for a parasite?

Looks like you have a very cool datemate broski!

Fresh definitely has trouble showing affection at first, he's never been in a relationship before ya know?

However, he asks his best buddy Dream for advice! He also asked Ink and Error but they didn't have very useful advice

He's not a fancy guy, nah, he's taking you to the skate park or just a random park for a date and doing picnics until the moon appears.

Does not have a house of his own, he's a parasite, he doesn't work silly, so he lives with you on the omega timeline.

He tries to help around the house, he swears the microwave exploded on its own though!

I headcannon most Sanses as tall, and Fresh's probably the tallest (if we're not counting with Ted) , it's pretty common how much he picks you up just because he wants to.

Sometimes he says he's "going to work" and comes back hours later, turns out his "job" is annoying the living shit out of Error.

If you ever want to learn skate boarding he'll gladly teach you with a smile stuck on his face during the process.

Epic

Oh my, dating the King of memes are we traveler?

He's one of the best skeletons to date on the multiverse, lives in the omega timeline, is funny, treats you like you're the most important person who ever existed for him, now that I think about it you're kinda lucky traveler.

Talking about memes, he lags your phone with how much he sends you, Epic does not have pity on your poor phone.

He's the type of guy who the moment you ask for attention, he's cuddling you in the couch while a movie's playing on the TV.

Epic surprisingly knows more about the multiverse than how to cook. He managed to burn pasta. PASTA.

Grabs random cats from the street and adopts them, y'all have like 6 cats now, and one is named oi oi oi... Please stop your man traveler...

Makes you laugh on every opportunity he gets, especially when you're feeling down.

Takes you out to outertale pretty regularly, and every time he points at the brightest star he sees and says "Look at it darling! It's ya!"

Cross

Sometimes Killer teases you asking if you got yourself a boyfriend or a dog.

This is because Cross kinda acts like a guard dog, he's big and he can be scary when he wants to, plus, he works with Nightmare! What if someone tries to take you hostage? He can't let that happen can he?

I am aware that in canon Cross isn't part of the bad Sanses and all, but in this version he works with Nightmare destroying and terrorizing worlds to reconstruct his own.

You're definitely not living in the omega timeline, you're living on his unfinished AU instead!

He's used to waking up early, 6 am maximum, so when he sees your cute sleeping face laying next to him, he just can't let himself get up without filling your face with kisses.

Chara teases him for being such a softie around you.

Cross loves sleepy cuddles in the morning, especially when you're burying your head on his chest while murmuring for him to get back to sleep.

When he gets back from a long mission he usually brings you small gifts he thinks you'd like.

[violentdelights-violentendss]

you couldn't keep me off for long 🤺🤺

how about the same three (dazai aku and fedya) but with a reader that runs super cold ?? i love this idea for no reason because dazai would tease, akutagawa would just be funny because haha sickly victorian children, and fedya has fuckign anemia so ofc he's cold 24/7 as well. ur writing style is also delectable i would like to eat it tysm

(me when i read ur things)

OMG I LOVE THIS! (Bro thank you sm i seriously feel like my writing style is shit but I love you…and please never fend off)

to the anon requested the bsd men and cold fic it is underway, I currently have written half of it…the ones with all BSD men take longer to write 😞😞

off I go to writing this ✨✨

BSD Men With a Reader That Runs Cold

In this post: 💃 Osamu Dazai, Ryonosuke Akutagawa, Fyodor Dostoyevsky💃

Pairing: Fem!reader/BSDMen

Synopsis: BSDMen and a gf that runs cold.

Osamu Dazai

Dazai is a man that burns with joy and passion in his everyday life. Consequently, his body temperature almost always runs high. And as the saying goes, opposites attract: you’re almost always cold, and Dazai, the man of your life, seems to have fire licking his skin constantly. He eagerly appoints himself to be your personal furnace, wrapping you in his arms when you shiver, and lending you his coat without you even having to utter a word. But his gestures come with a small price. Your boyfriend always teases you, his cat-like eyes smiling fondly as you glare at him, bundled in a mountain of covers and still needing his body heat. Dazai’s favorite joke is to propose sex as a way to warm you up. No matter how much he teases, however, he will always be ready to rescue you from the freezing cold that claws at your skin, enjoying the time he gets to spend holding you close to his heart.

You walked through the streets of Yokohama, shivering like you were experiencing your own magnitude level 5 earthquake. You were bundled up in a large coat, a scarf and gloves, even a small hat adoring your adorable face, and yet, you were still shivering so hard your teeth chattered.

Your boyfriend, Dazai, was walking leisurely in front of you, wearing only his usual trench coat, seemingly unaffected by the cold that held you tightly in its claws.

“D-Dazai!” You called, feeling as if you couldn’t take another step without shattering into a myriad of tiny ice shards.

“Yes, my belladonna?”

“M’ cold…”

Dazai sauntered over to you, leaning down to peck your nose. “Such a rare occasion, isn’t it, Bella?” He cooed mockingly, caressing your lips with his thumb.

You swatted his hand away, whining. “Stop teasing. I need solutions, not problems.”

“Okay, I have a great solution.” Dazai declared, looking in your eyes very seriously. You nodded, listening, blowing some warm air on your freezing hands, which still felt on the verge or falling off, even with your gloves on. Dazai’s hands took yours in his, warming them up with his own personal heat. “We go back there, and I fuck you so good — ”

“DAZAI!” You shouted, afraid someone could hear you. You rapidly checked around the both of you, terrified that a little kid might have been lurking in a corner. Returning to look at your boyfriend, you found him doubled over, laughing.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m sorry.” He said, a hint of laugh still dancing in his tone. “Come here,” he said, opening his trench coat. You slid inside, instantly feeling warmer. Dazai closed the coat around you, holding you tightly against him, feeling a little proud when you stopped shivering. “When we get home, l’ll make you some warm tea.” He promised, already seeing your apartment complex in the near distance.

“And then we cuddle on the couch.” You said, starting feel your ears again.

“And then we make out on the couch, yes.”

“DAZAI!”

Your joyful boyfriend started laughing, and you soon joined, your laughter intertwining into a beautiful melody, as you two walked home. Throughout the walk home, Dazai made sure you were completely covered by his coat, a perfect bundle of warmth. He promised himself he would always be there to hug you till you weren’t shivering anymore.

Ryonosuke Akutagawa

Akutagawa was a normal person, who never felt too hot or too cold. When you burst into his life, all joy and laughter, he had to get used to you, and all your wonderfully eccentric behavior. But the one thing he struggled most with, was your abnormally low body temperature. Whenever you told him you were cold, he would stare at the various layers of clothes you were wearing, as well as the winter coat you had thrown over your shoulders. Akutagawa just…couldn’t understand you. He didn’t try to be mean or anything, his mind just couldn’t make sense of it. Akutagawa soon realized that his body heat helped the perennial cold that seemingly nestled, like a frozen rose, in your heart. Whenever you would be shivering at night, Akutagawa would tentatively wrap you in his arms, and warm you with his body heat. He would crank the heat up in your apartment, despite your protests about the price (he had enough money to spend). Soon, you feeling cold became another quirky aspect of your relationship, and also gave Akutagawa the opportunity to always keep you in his arms without explicitly voicing his desire to do so, which suited your touch-starved boyfriend perfectly fine.

You were at the Port Mafia’s annual Christmas Party: an event that lasted all night long, in one of the many ballrooms owned by the criminal organization. The floors were made of polished wood, and the ceilings were decorated with wonderful paintings, and delicate flowers engraved in the dark wooden beams that supported the high ceilings. The moonlight filtered in through the mosaic windows, coloring the partygoers in different shades.

You were sitting at a table, a glass of glittering champagne in your hand. You were wearing a black slip dress Akutagawa had gifted you. It adorned your body perfectly, a slit exposing your right leg. You looked gorgeous, and Akutagawa stared at you for a good 5 minutes without being able to say anything when you had come out of the bathroom, finding you the epitome of beauty.

The night had been fun: you had successfully dragged Akutagawa to waltz with you, holding you close. You could feel Akutagawa’s heart beat against your chest, a small smile twinkling on his lips. The moment had abruptly ended when Mori had called Akutagawa to raise a toast to the Port Mafia with the rest of the high executives.

You, being a low-level Port Mafia member, had given him a kiss to send him off, and had gone back to sit at your designated table. All the dancing had made you sweat, and now the droplets were cooling on your skin, making you already colder than you always were. You had decided to sip on your champagne to warm yourself up, but your exposed arms were not helping. You had started shivering, setting the flute back down on the table, and wrapping your arms around yourself to try and create a little heat.

“Are you feeling cold, (Y/N)?” Akutagawa asked, dragging a chair to join you. You nodded, sheepishly. Akutagawa glanced at you for a few seconds, his eyes zeroing on your shivering shoulders. He exhaled, not believing he was about to do this.

Slowly, Akutagawa removed his coat, an item of clothing that was seemingly fused to his body: he rarely took it off, and only in the comfort of your home, where he knew the both of you were safe from any danger.

You watched him in utter disbelief as he draped it around your shoulders: it was the greatest act of trust Akutagawa could ever commit towards you.

Seemingly not having moved you to tears enough, he scooted closer with his chair, wrapping you in his arms and holding you tightly against him, trying to transfer some body heat.

Akutagawa was known for not liking any form of PDA. You knew. He knew. The whole Port Mafia knew, which explained the shocked glance Chuuya threw your way.

But honestly, you didn’t care, and nuzzled your face in Akutagawa’s chest, glimmering tears sliding down your cheeks and ruining your makeup: Akutagawa always found proclaiming his love to you to be extremely difficult, but clumsily, through his actions, he always found a way to tell you how much you meant to him.

Your boyfriend felt your shoulders shake, and mistook you to be still freezing. He held you even closer, until he noticed the wetness on his chest, harshly pulling you away from him to check on you. “(Y/N)? What’s wrong?” His panicked tone made you laugh through the tears.

“You’re just perfect, you know.” You whispered, bringing his hands to your mouth, leaving a red lipstick mark on his knuckles. “I couldn’t have gotten luckier.”

Now it was Akutagawa’s turn to feel his heart melt, his eyes suddenly watering. He coughed, looking away, trying to maintain his cold persona.

“Akutagawa, it’s our song!” You squealed, suddenly hearing the melody play. “Let’s go dance!” You excitedly grabbed his hand, almost dragging him to the middle of the dance floor, his coat still around your shoulders.

Akutagawa almost protested, but the smile that was engraved in your eyes the minute you started swaying in his arms was a force too strong for him to resist. You two ended the night in each others arms, singing the song’s romantic lyrics to one another, the mosaic windows coloring each part of your faces with a different color.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Listen, Fyodor is anemic, he’s always cold. Russia’s harsh winters must have infected his body, because this evil mastermind is always shivering. And when the two of you got together, and you told him you were a person that generally ran cold, Fyodor smiled, saying he was the same. The two of you share the same struggles on a daily basis, and try to rely on one another for warmth, but with little to no results. The heat in your apartment is always cranked so high that Nikolai directly comes in shorts whenever has to come over. Whenever you two sleep, you have at least 5 covers and huddle in each other’s arms. Whenever you whine that you’re cold, Fyodor does hug you, but you both know it won’t be enough, so he throws a cover on both of you, and only then can you two start to warm up. A warm tea, or a warm milk, are mandatory every night, and you have a multitude of hot water bottles stashed in the kitchen. You use one almost every night. Still, even if Fyodor knows that hugging you won’t change much, he secretly adores sleeping with you in his arms, because the love that you so clearly feel for him is enough to warms his heart.

“Fyodor, I’m still cold,” you whimpered, trying to huddle in his arms. The two of you had been cuddling in bed for thirty minutes, bundled underneath an avalanche of covers and duvets, each of you holding a warm water bottle. Fyodor was feeling…okay. Not warm, exactly but not as freezing as you were. You must have been tired: you usually felt colder when you were tired. Fyodor tried his best to rub his arms against yours, but to no avail.

“I can tell, myshka…you’re shivering,” he cooed, trying to tuck the covers around you. But nothing seemed to be working that night. Fyodor leaned back, trying to figure something out, his already fast mind moving at inhumane speed. “What if I draw us a warm bath?” He asked, caressing your cheek with the back of his hand.

Your eyes shot open, a glimmer of hope in your smile. “Yes…please,” you scooted out of his embrace, watching as your boyfriend braved the cold, sliding out of the sheets. You instantly felt colder, now that he was gone. You hugged his hot water battle as well, watching as his tall form slid inside the bathroom. You heard the water running. The harsh sound of water on marble soon changing to water sloshing on water.

You waited impatiently, jumping out of the bed when you heard his sweet voice calling you. You ran to the bathroom, trying to avoid the cold’s claws that reached for you. You almost threw yourself in the bathroom, closing the door behind you to not let the heat from the heater make its escape.

Fyodor looked at you lovingly, helping you slide your clothes off. You didn’t wait for Fyodor, almost throwing yourself inside the large bathtub. You instantly felt the cold hidden in your limbs wither and die, finally feeling at peace. The water sloshed around you as Fyodor joined you in the tub, his pale skin almost taking a pearl-like shade in the dim lights.

You happily swam towards him, falling into his arms. Fyodor welcomed you with a small smile, glad to see your cheeks flushed with heat for once. “We should do this more often,” you thought out loud, playing with your boyfriend’s hands.

“Noted, milaya.” He purred, feeling a drowsy sense of relaxation spreading throughout his body. “This sure is peaceful,” he murmured, sinking further in the bathtub, eyeing your naked body underneath the trembling surface of the water.

“Stop,” you laughed, noticing his gaze, swimming away from him and flicking some water in his face with your foot. Fyodor moved uncharacteristically face, grabbing your ankle and tugging you toward him, and pressing a kiss to your soft skin. You giggled shyly, hiding underneath the water.

Fyodor dunked his head underneath the water, meeting your eyes. You smiled at him, and he wrapped his arms around your waist, dragging you against him. He pulled both of you out of the water, watching as it cascade down both of your bodies. You laughed merrily; Fyodor laid his head on your chest, closing his eyes and humming quietly. You caressed his head, diving back in the water when you felt a sudden chill caress your spine.

You kissed Fyodor lazily, watching with half-lidded eyes as he opened the tap to let more scalding water fill the tub around you.

You two cuddled in the warm water for hours, sometimes kissing, sometimes just laying in each others arms.

You were falling in and out of consciousness, and barely noticed Fyodor lifting you out of the now lukewarm water, drying you and slipping your pjs on you. He then carried you to bed, tucking the both of you in, carefully. You snuggled against his chest, and peacefully fell asleep, finally warm, Fyodor’s hand held tightly in yours.

[arseanlupin]

Hi! Don't know if youre still active, but i wuold like to ask the shishigumi with a human female. ❤️Ty

Of course! Sorry I haven’t been active recently I’ve had quite a lot of work on my plate. But I hope you enjoy this writing, and thank you for the request!❤️

Shishigumi With Female Human

Ibuki

I don’t think he would think about you differently from a lioness

He is highly protective of you however

Even though you might not be as vulnerable as a small herbivore he still wants to make sure no one try’s anything

He also has a habit of playing with your hair when you two are alone

When ever you go home he’ll always come with you to make sure your safe

Free

Free will tease you a lot about being human (if it bothers you a lot he’ll stop)

Even though he loves you he’s gotta mess with you here and there

He’ll always wanna cuddle with you even in public just not when the other Shishigumi are around

If anyone ever cat calls you or harasses you in any way expect him to hurt them later

Dolph

He’s gonna be very protective of you

If someone looks at you too long he’s gonna have a problem

Like Ibuki he’ll always offer to walk you home but if its dark out he wont ask he’ll just come with you even if you protest

He’ll always wanna cook for you and have you try new foods!

Agata

He’s gonna ask a LOT of questions about being human like what you eat, what you do for fun, how you care for your skin ect

Even when you first met he was very curious about you because theirs so few humans in the world

He’s s always gonna want to go out with you, whether its to go for dinner or just to go grocery shopping

He’s gonna expect affection all the time even when your working

Sabu

I think he would want to keep you a secret from the Shishigum

Its not that he’s ashamed of you but he doesn’t want you to see him any differently

When you two first meet he’ll be a bit closed off and will with hold information about his past but after awhile he’ll open u

Sabu is definitely touch starved and always loves your warm embrace and lots of kisses

Hino

Hino will show you off to everyone including the other Shishigumi

He thinks your one of the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen

Because he loves self care he’ll probably give you some products for you to use as well so that you both have something you can share

He’ll try to buy you flowers every once and awhile too just to show you his love

Also yes I know I left out Dope, Miguel, and Jimma cause I never know what to put for them 😭 I promise tho I will update the post to include them

[mi-i-zori]

With Love and Purrs

CoD - Shifter!AU - Cat Shifter!Nikto x GN!Reader

SYNOPSIS : A kind of headcanon-like thingy about Cat Shifter!Nikto meeting his reason to live.

WARNINGS : Mention of Nikto thinking about how deadly his job is for a moment. Otherwise, this is pure fluff.

Author’s Note : I’m back, and I’ve got a few things to share, starting with this ! The worms have been wiggling about hybrids and shifters lately. Maybe it’ll become a new AU.

I do not give anyone permission to re-publish, re-use and/or translate my work, be it here or on any other platform, including AI.

CoD AUs - Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Nikto catches sight of Reader multiple times during a long stay at the base they work at. He quickly learns that they have a job in the administration, and comes to appreciate the aura they exude. Their smile seems engraved in his mind both day and night, refusing to leave his thoughts. He finds himself wishing to be the source of their happiness, even if just for a fleeting moment.

Yet he can’t stop his mind from lashing out against this feeling, screaming about how doing so could lead him to another path full of pain ; like it always seems to be.

Which is why he decides to find a compromise with himself and approach them in an… Unconventional way.

He comes to them in his animal form - a black, rugged little stray cat with piercing blue eyes and patches of scarred skin lingering among his already unruly fur. As always, he stays silent ; making them jump when someone points out that a peculiar feline is following them at a distance, never letting them out of its sight.

They immediately start cooing at him, lowering their voice as if to not startle him. They stay where they are, calling him with a hand outstreched towards his form. Despite his usual wary self, he immediately grasps the opportunity between his paws, giving their fingers the tiniest sniff before timidly snuggling against them.

Still, it takes him quite some time before he manages to not instinctively shy or jump away from their touch. Yet they never seem to get tired of him - smiling and slow blinking at him as he lays on what quickly became his special chair and blanket in their office, sometimes talking to him quietly, allowing him a glimpse of their thoughts.

They respect his space, which he is constantly grateful for. They ask for his permission before petting him, slowly coming to hold a hand in front of his nose, and never getting upset when he doesn’t feel like cuddling. They apologize whenever they accidentally spook him, and try to calm him down with a few peaceful words and coos. They try to contain their excitement whenever he allows them to pet or kiss him, yet he can feel it radiating from them.

He become the source of their joy more and more, and he can’t help but feel a little smug about it.

However, he isn’t really fond of their colleagues. Some of them try to force their need for feline cuddles on him despite Reader’s warnings. They make a show of lightly scolding him when he scratches, bites or hisses at the idiots, but never fail to smile and reassure him when he grumbles about it after the unwanted attention-seeker leaves.

« They never learn the lesson, do they ? » They say. « I’m sorry, Baby. » Nikto wishes he could tell them they are not the one who needs to apologize, especially not when they are so good to him.

He also likes that name. Baby. But don’t tell anyone.

One man, though, is worse than the others. He never comes to try and pet him, and Nikto doesn’t care about the way he looks at him, as if he were the scourge of the Earth - he is used to the negativity dancing in the eyes of others on his path, even more in his human form. But the man flirts shamelessely with his human, and he loathes it. He can feel Reader’s discomfort the second that arrogant bastard’s footsteps echo down the hall, and sees the exasperated sigh that crosses their lips just before he automatically makes his way through the door as if he owns the whole place. Nikto makes his point by glaring at him until the idiot gets uncomfortable enough to leave, and hisses when he breezes past his chair on his way out. He relishes in the satisfied smile they give him, the kisses they blow his way as a relieved thank you.

Then comes the day he has to go on a mission again. He doesn’t know how long he will be gone, if he’ll even be able to see them again. His shoulders are heavy as he boards the plane, glancing one last time at the door beyond the tarmac wondering if, somewhere in the building, the one that holds his heart will be waiting for his return.

And said heart leaps with delight when he finally steps on the base’s grounds again ; battered and bruised, exhausted and sore, but alive. He doesn’t waste a second to let his little paws follow the lines of the corridors leading to his Reader’s office. The arrogant flirt is there when he arrives, and Nitko is more than happy to tear their attention away from him the second he walks through their door. He rubs his entire side against their legs, his face against their fingers. He preens as the idiot bites back a snarl and almost runs out of the room ; his love doesn’t even notice, to busy running their hands through his fur as they ask him where he’s been.

« I’ve been thinking, » they say, sounding like they are about to make him the most outrageous of confessions, « would you like to come home with me ? »

Nikto is too focused on trying to quell the erratic beating of his heart to register their nervous babbling about how they asked around and learned he was a stray hanging around the base, and how they have been thinking about it for months. He cuts them off with his first meow in what feels like an eternity. It’s rough, and almost sounds nothing more like a disgusting gurgle in his ears ; but their eyes lit up with happiness, their excitement wafting off of them in unrestrained waves as they pick him up. And he lets them, his claws digging into their shirt as if they were going to vanish right before his eyes.

His new reality settles in as they put him down on the floor of their apartment. The scents are the first thing that hits him. It smells like them, feels like them. The cushions on their sofa are the softest against his rugged pawpads, but so are their carpets and their bed. They let him explore every single corner of their home - his home, they insist on saying, and Nikto’s heart threatens to burst out of his ribcage.

He now spends his days lounging in their office, learning to indulge in his teasing side more as he rolls around on their desk, and his nights in whatever free space of their apartment he feels like invading. He learns to meow more, his voice sounding the tiniest bit clearer every time, and to purr too. The rumbles are awkward and raspy, but he happily lets them out as Reader combs through his erratic fur.

He sighs dreamily whenever they turn their back, wishing he could give them everything they offer him back tenfold. So he takes it upon himself to « groom » them whenever they try to detangle his fur, showering them with his own kind of kisses and silent love. He fights his aversion for touch to cuddle more, savoring the smiles it brings out on their face. He goes to sleep next to their pillow, and wakes up sprawled on top of their chest, listening to their quiet heartbeat.

There’s this one time when they tell him how much he reminds them of a certain masked soldier they crossed paths with a few times back at the base. They gush about the piercing blue of the man’s eyes, so similar to his ; his confident strides, the nods of greeting he took the time to offer them, his silent, brooding and soothing presence in the elevator. They recall the time the soldier shielded them from a pushy idiot, telling him off with the silent sharpness of a stone and the coldness of ice. Nikto doesn’t need to be told the details of this story ; he remembers well the blush coating their cheeks as he escorted them back to their office, wary of the glint that danced in the flirty soldier’s eyes. A blush so similar to the one they carry as they gush about that « imposing gentleman of a stranger » - and probably to the one warming up his own face under his fur.

A part of him is terrified at the idea that they might end up catching on the situation - that the cat they adopted, that they worry about for months when he disappears, is actually that man they would love to know more leaving on deadly missions. He considered multiple times faking his death once more to finally be able to stay with them for good, protect them too. But the thought of being rejected, thrown out for being a disgusting creep, tears his heart apart.

Yet another side of him starts purring the second he thinks about how he could finally be accepted for who he is. A feline shifter, yes, but also a broken man, yearning for love behind the many walls and barriers he hides behind in order to protect himself.

They don’t know the truth, obviously. He’s been very careful about everything, though he can’t do anything about the deployments.

But for the first time in forever, Nikto hopes.

And for the first time in forever, he might be surprised by how sharp his dear Reader can be…

[winnieiscalmeth]

Psylocke and Black Widow (marvel Rivals) with a reader who's a bit too handy with them

Notes: off topic but I started to play psylocke and I lowkey enjoy it. Sorry it's so late (again) Hope you enjoy!

Proofread: yes

PSYLOCKE “SAI”

Sai wouldn't mind your touchiness as she is extremely touch-starved. In her time, she didn't have much time for relationships. So, having someone always hugging and holding her hand was nice. When you cup her face and kiss her, she gives you a strange look. She’s not used to romantic affection, but she loves it so much. She had to explain to you how good it felt when you ran your hands through her hair, or when you would just cling onto her. You had some trouble understanding because of her manner of speech, but you got the gist.

However, there are times when your affection grows far. When you have nothing to do, you invite Sai to lounge on the couch so you can cuddle her. During these moments, she’ll feel your hand fall too low on her hips or too far up her thigh, making her look up at you with a curious stare. She doesn’t mind the extra attention she gets, even sometimes engaging in it, much to your shock.

Sai allows you to be handsy only in private. She’s fine with hand holding, and if you’re lucky, a peck on the cheek, but absolutely no affectionate touching. She’s already overwhelmed (in a good way) by what you do when you two are alone sometimes, so imagine the glares you get when your hands begin to wander on her body in public. You tend not to go that far, especially after what happened when you did so last time. You went for a small grab on her ass before she left out. Luckily, people didn’t see, but you had to deal with a very active Sai later on that night.

BLACK “NATASHA ROMANOVA” WIDOW

Natasha usually shows annoyance or awkwardness whenever you get a bit grabby, but the playfulness in her voice when teasing you betrays her face. She acts like she’s allergic to the extra love you give her, but you know that it’s hard for her to show a little vulnerability. However, you slowly noticed that she almost acted like a cat. When she shooed you away after trying to hug her, you would leave her alone, of course, but shortly after, she would walk into your room and lie on top of you. When you told her about your analogy, she denied it heavily.

On a more suggestive side, Natasha would have a similar reaction to platonic affection. Pretending that she was annoyed or would act nonchalant. She ironically grumbles under her breath as she helps guide your hands around her waist. Though she “hates it,” that doesn’t mean she doesn’t reciprocate. She loves to guide you by your hips and pull you into her, since the look on your face as she describes is adorable.

Yes, Natasha is sometimes dismissive towards your affection, but there is one thing she actually hates, and that's grabbing her in public. If you do end up getting the urge to touch her, she wraps her arms around you, and only stops at that. She loves kissing, and loves showing others you’re her’s even more, but feeling you squeeze her ass infront of people earns you a glare, and getting swatted away. She prefers to keep things like that at home, where she can do something about it in any way or however long she wants.

[riririnnnn]

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Disclaimer: This piece of writing isn't supposed to be looked through the lenses of a cat expert. Everything is just for fun.

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Cat Lock! Blue Lock characters as Cats!

-> Michael Kaiser

❍ You found him in a dumpster. I don't make the rules, it's canon—trust me, Kaneshiro-san himself told me.

❍ High maintenance. Doesn't eat low quality cat food, but will munch the leftovers from your plate as if it were the last meal he is having.

❍ Will hiss at anyone who isn't you.

❍ Will not allow anyone to touch him except you.

❍ Glares at you when you smell like any other cat.

❍ Your lap? No, it's his lap since the day he first touched them with his paws. He has claimed it for himself and even Gods can't change his mind.

❍ Bites you during minor inconveniences, but at the end of the day, he always leaves his bed to sleep on your fucking face.

❍ Very photogenic.

❍ Headbutts to ask for head pats and looks at you as if they are his birth rights. (They are.)

-> Mikage Reo

⊂⊃ Pathetic wet cat. Very pathetic (affectionate).

⊂⊃ Whines a lot.

⊂⊃ You smell like some other cat? Whines. You smell like someone else? Whines. You came one minute extra late from your work? WHINES.

⊂⊃ Will collect coins or any circular coin-like thing and proudly gives them to you.

⊂⊃ Cuddling 24/7. Will knead biscuits on your cheeks.

⊂⊃ Will lick your face 24/7.

⊂⊃ CLINGY!

⊂⊃ Stays by the door and whines, "Meow? Meow?" for a good 10 minutes after you go outside and leave him alone.

⊂⊃ Will not appreciate you bringing a lover home 'cause that way, you don't give him attention 24/7.

⊂⊃ Will get in between of you and your lover's cuddling time.

-> Kurona Ranze

⛧ tiny.

⛧ Sharp teeth and claws.

⛧ Nibbles on your fingers daily. Don't worry, he is very careful.

⛧ However, if you fake hurt, he'll stop immediately.

⛧ Then will look at you with a sorry expression and give little licks on the bite marks. Will also bring his favourite plush toy and give it to you as an apology.

⛧ Loves your warmth and wants to stay nestled against your chest.

⛧ Patiently waits for you to get back home and always greets you at the door with a small, "Meow~"

⛧ Never refuses your head pats.

⛧ Loves to watch TV with you, especially those TV shows related to Sharks.

-> Bachira Meguru

ღ ZOOMIES! ZOOMIES! ZOOMIES!

ღ Very energetic.

ღ Doesn't understand human furnitures much, so he bonks himself into them during his zoomies.

ღ Doesn't understand the concept of personal space. Will barge into the bathroom while you try to take a dump.

ღ Will try to slurp your bathwater.

ღ Treats! Treats! Treats!

ღ Snuggles up at the crook of your neck to take a nap.

ღ Will proudly bring bugs, lizards, mice and some snakes to you as a gift.

ღ Wakes you up in the morning by jumping all over you and licking your face.

ღ Will try to feed you his cat treats and cat food.

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Hope everything is in character.

Might make more for other characters.

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[deathmetalunicorn1]

Oh god imagine Eri in Tokyo Revengers (She would be so cute and she would be a tough little girl)

Mikey would probably think Eri is a unicorn (He’s curious and fascinated since he’s never seen someone with a horn before) and would probably call her ‘tough’ for standing up to a bully 3x her size to protect her big brother Takamichi

Eri would probably win Toman over because of how sweet and cute she is (Mikey thinks Eri would look like a total ‘badass’ wearing Toman’s Jacket)

Eri won Baji over because cats tend to swarm around her and she’s sweet with him even though he’ll be gruff (Despite him being an idiot) and he swears to protect Eri because she saved his life (When he tried to do the ‘I’m willing to die to keep you safe’ to Eri, he had to spend 20 minutes apologizing along with Mikey and Draken to stop her from crying, making him receive a hit to the head for being an idiot)

Eri is able to subdue Mikey’s inner darkness because she reminds him a lot about his big brother because of her kindness

-Mikey didn’t know what to make of you, the first time he saw you, standing in front of your big brother, trying to defend him, despite shaking like a leaf and tears in your eyes, something Kiyomizu couldn’t help but laugh at, “You’ve got a little girl defending you- what a loser!!”

-A sharp kick from Draken had him flying, much to your amazement before you turned, seeing Mikey and Draken there, both of them looking furious, seeing the state your big brother, Takemichi and his friends were in, and seeing that one of their own was threatening a little girl who was willing to stand up to her brother’s tormentor.

-Mikey instantly was kneeling, a bright smile on his face, “Hey there- are you a unicorn?” he had never met someone with a horn before, and while you were a bit self-conscious of it, being called a unicorn made your cheeks turn red as you cupped your cheeks, looking a bit embarrassed, “A unicorn? No- I’m just Y/N.”

-He beamed brightly, showing his rare soft side and many were amazed to see their leader being so soft with a child as he introduced himself and Draken to you. However, then Mikey showed his dark side as he turned, standing to face those who had been just standing around, watching you defending your big brother and did nothing.

-Draken had picked you up, keeping you safe and while you were a bit shy with him, you could tell he was a nice person, much like your big brother who had stood, looking worried for you, only for a moment as Mikey was threatening those who had done nothing, making them all shake in fear as he turned back to you, pointing at you, “Y/N was willing to do something against that bastard so why didn’t- OUCH!!! Why’d you hit me Ken-chin?!”

-Draken had delivered an open-handed chop to the top of Mikey’s head, glaring down at him, “No foul language!” Mikey pouted, which was surprising again to you, seeing that he had been so intimidating but now was pouting like a child.

-That’s how you met Mikey and Draken, and how you had been adopted into the gang, gaining so many big brothers almost instantly, something Takemichi was initially concerned about, until he saw how soft these young men were on you.

-If you were in attendance there was to be no swearing- if anyone swore, including Mikey, they would be disciplined by Draken, who seemed to be the only one, besides your brother and Mitsuya, who didn’t swear around you, not wanting you to be tainted.

-Mikey adored seeing you wearing his jacket, sleeves rolled up and looking more like a dress on you as you twirled, feeling happy that you matched your big brothers!

-Mikey fell hard and fast for you, willing to do whatever he needed to do to keep you safe and happy, doting on you like he doted on Emma, who also adored you to pieces, constantly cuddling you and showering you with love and affection.

-It was amusing, seeing the feared Mikey being so whipped by a little girl, but he didn’t care, you reminded him so much of his brother, of Shinichiro- you were so kind, so gentle with him, that he felt like everything was alright in the world as long as you were there, calling him big brother alongside Emma.

-Other members were similarly whipped by you, Draken, despite not showing it like Mikey did, was and he wouldn’t hesitate to take on a whole gang by himself to keep you safe.

-Baji was jealous of you, seeing the cats that would always surround you, wanting pets and scratches, something Takemichi couldn’t help but laugh at, “It’s always been like that with Y/N- wherever we go- the cats always seem to find her.”

-Chifuyu thought it was amusing, seeing Baji so jealous over your skills with cats and whispered to you while he played with you, asking you to bring Baji over to play with the kitties too. Baji was very tsundere with you, acting like an idiot, claiming he didn’t need your help, but sitting in his lap, the cats were quickly crawling over him as well and he was in bliss, enjoying playing with the cats as well.

-Unfortunately, despite Mikey and everyone protecting you, many were quick to see that you were a weakness, you were someone that the enemies of Tokyo Manji Gang could use against them- threatening you to break one of the strongest gangs out there.

-When you were kidnapped, the fury Tokyo Manji felt was indescribable, even your brother, who would normally cry in this situation, was furious, you were an innocent, someone who had nothing to do what had been happening in the gangs.

-Baji had been the one to rescue you, kicking your captors away from you while everyone else was fighting as he held you close, protecting you as he grinned down at you, “I’m going to keep you safe Y/N- or I’ll die trying!”

-Your eyes went wide when he said this but before you could say anything he took a knife to the back, taking the blow as he had turned his body, shielding you.

-You were in shock as everything seemed to freeze, seeing that someone had tried to stab you, a little girl. Mikey quickly took care of that attacker, and the opposing gang were quick to surrender; they were willing to hold you hostage- but they had no intention of ever hurting you.

-Baji survived as Takemichi held him on his bike with you clinging to Baji, your horn glowing slightly and your brother saw it, “Mind yourself Y/N- don’t do too much!”

-You remained silent as you made it to the hospital and Baji was saved, when the doctor came out, telling you all that he was going to be okay, that’s when you finally broke down, crying loudly in your brother’s arms.

-While waiting in Baji’s room, waiting for him to wake up, it was just the two of you, Draken, and Mikey in the room, as they had seen your horn glowing, but wanted to keep it quiet as Mikey spoke, “So did your unicorn horn save Baji?”

-You were quiet, as you were always told to keep your ability a secret, but Takemichi trusted the other two, explaining about your ability, which wasn’t a healing ability per say, it was more like a rewind ability, something you’ve had since you were born, as it would rewind things to a certain point.

-They didn’t know what to make of his explanation, but they both promised to keep it a secret.

-When Baji woke up, your brother gave you to Mikey as you were crying again, so happy that Baji was okay and despite nearly dying, he had to apologize for what felt like forever as Draken and Mikey both scolded him for scaring you while you were crying loudly, hugging Baji.

-He looked down at you, once he received some new lumps on his head from the leaders, grinning brightly, “I told you Y/N- I’m willing to die to protect you! You mean that much to us!”

-Despite meaning well, he made you start crying again, not wanting him to die, which led to more scoldings from the leaders while your brother held you, trying to get you to calm down.

-The gang was more careful with you now, not willing to have a repeat, and if anything, they all grew more protective of you, willing to do whatever it took to keep you safe, but not actually telling you that, as they all knew what happened to poor Baji when he told you something like that, not wanting to risk getting lumps of their own.

-The day Mitsuya presented you with your own uniform, one that fit you, you quickly had most of the members in the gang trying to calm you down as you burst into happy tears, overwhelmed that you had a jacket of your own.

-The Tokyo Manji Gang was one of the most feared gangs around, filled with strong members, but seeing those strong members panicking as they tried to calm you down was rather amusing.

[thequietkid-moonie]

im, going batshit crazy... the fandoms that you have are so expanded and i love everything 😢😢😢 so ermm... indulging myself by requesting a kyouka from ouran with a cat like reader... :3

Cat like S/O

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Ootori Kyoya ]

[ Ouran High School Host Club ]

I understand you, i just love so much all those fandoms i can't just not write for them! Feel free to send more requests when I open them again!

Kyouka isn't exactly my favorite characters but I did my best! I hope you like it

Kyoya isn't exactly someone who fall for someone easily, even getting to be his friends is rather difficult since he is more used to think about his life as a competition or measure things by their value and what he can get out of them, however its safe to say that your cat-like personality is something that have catched his attention from the start and he find it quite fascinating to some extent (not that he will admit it out loud to everyone)

Something that Kyoya finds amazing and is always happy to see is the way you always carry yourself around, you can be the most extrovertive and energetic person or even be more quiet and even shy and still your movements are graceful and elegant, its quite amusing to him seeing you walk with such elegance and being something so natural for you, he had asked you once how and why do you do it and you just say that is your natural way to walk, even if he found your answer weird he doesn't express it, besides it didn't take him much time to just love it

Something that Kyoya learn to love over time is how observant and smart you are, cats are natural hunters so you do have that instict too, being able to stay back and just watch carefully whatever had catched your attention, taking some careful steps forward until you find the perfect opportunity strike your attack, and even when you don't really kill whatever you consider your prey it kinda feels that way whenever that attack went towards him because he never liked feeling vulnerable or without the control (and you being so stealthy doesn't help at all), but over time (mainly when he finally trust you) he just learn to love that little quirk of your (and may or may not find some use for it)

Cats are really agile and fearless and that is something that will bother him a little bit, mainly if you show it by having a lot of energy, going around running and climbing like a child (but he does find quite fascinating your inmense hability to be still be graceful by it), it would bother him because he already had to deal with his friends at the host club and his partner also being kinda caotic will definetly finish with his patient, but if that agility is express by something less caotic he won't mind too much then

No matter how much time it pass, Kyoya will never stop complaining if you are too sleepy, cats normally have longs naps during the day, so if you do tent to take naps he will be bothered by it, and even so he tries to be there to watch over your sleep, making sure no one bothers you (but don't try to cuddle him or rest on his lap, he doesn't take it too well but sometimes he can't just say no to you)

Being affectionate with him doesn't work too well for him neither, he can handle being occasionally affectionate, and wouldn't mind hugging you or kissing you a few times (mainly when there is no one around or to tease you), but you clinging onto him and trying to be always with him will stress him quickly, he needs time to himself (what is already difficult for being in the host club) or just have time to relax, so he may argue or even get a little mad if you are too clingy

Kyoya doesn't make jokes about your cat-like personality, thats something that Tamaki and the twins will do but not him, he does sometimes compare you with a cat but doesn't joke much about it he has other things with which tease you anyways

[dyns33]

Without warning - bonus 1

I did some extra stories about Frank and his soulmate, because I love them.

I have a Matt story waiting and since Daredevil is back, I wanted to publish it but... I'll wait a bit more. I wanted Frank first.

Everyone had warned Frank, he couldn't deny it.

First Wilson, in the middle of his exhausting tirades that the Punisher half-listened to, to avoid getting a migraine. However, he had vaguely heard that he had to be wary of his adorable little Ghost when she was angry.

He had probably put this information in the back of his mind, because since the incident that should not be talked about, everything was going perfectly well between his soulmate and him.

No problems, no arguments. Only cuddle sessions, Y/N sticking to him like a purring cat whenever they were together.

Red and Spiderman had warned him too. The Kid laughing a little, and Murdock with a nervous look, but the fucker always had that constipated look when he spoke to him.

"For once, listen to Deadpool. You don't know what she's capable of."

He knew it very well, he often saw her fighting during patrols, and it was always a fascinating discovery for him to see her disappear in one place to reappear in another, the enemies falling without understanding what was happening to them.

Really, they were lucky that she was on their side, and Frank did not understand all these warnings.

Without it being so obvious, Y/N also told him about it in her own way.

"If one day you need me, I can go 'haunt' someone."

"… Haunt ?" he repeated, stopping cutting vegetables for his homemade lasagna.

"Yes. Wade loves it when I do that, super convenient to empty a place without causing any casualties."

"I have my method, but thanks baby."

It had been several months now, still without him doing anything to make her angry, so Frank didn't think about it at all.

Wade had accepted a mission from his buddy Weasel, promising the red team that he wasn't going to unlive anyone. It was a simple mission, against bad guys. He had asked Y/N to come with him, and she had accepted, delighted to spend a week with her beloved big brother.

Even though he was used to being alone and she sent him several messages, he missed her as soon as she left. Two more days and they would be together again.

There was no noise. No change in the air.

Normally, thanks to his military training, Frank could sense when something was wrong. It wasn't as effective as the Spidey Sense or Red's super abilities, but his body froze, alert, ready to retaliate when the opponent struck.

Max was also perfectly calm, sitting next to him on the couch, watching him drink his beer.

The air that passed by his ear startled him. Immediately, Punisher mode activated, making him jump from his spot, his hand on the gun he still had in his jeans, ready.

But there was no one, and the strange draft had stopped. Quickly looking around the apartment, he saw that there were no open doors or windows, no sign of intrusion.

It must have been his imagination.

"Shit… I need to sleep."

Still remaining on his guard, he returned to the couch, under the lost gaze of Max who did not understand what was happening. If the dog was not afraid, there was no reason to be afraid, right ?

However, the creaking of the bathroom door seemed to prove the opposite.

"You've got to be kidding me." Frank muttered as he pressed himself against the wall, watching the hallway and repeating in his head what he had learned in the field.

Maybe it was nothing, just the wood working. Or maybe a thief, a young guy, an idiot, who had chosen the wrong apartment. He could make him shit his pants to teach him a lesson before letting him go. Murdock would be happy.

But there was still nothing in the bathroom, or in any of the other rooms he searched thoroughly.

Frank rubbed his head with his gun. It took him a while to realize that the sensation continued even though he had stopped for several seconds, as if someone was touching his head.

"Fuck !" he yelled, turning around quickly, finding no one. "Fuck, what the hell is this ?"

"Frank…"

The voice didn't sound human. A terrifying, slow whisper that seemed to come from nowhere, making him tremble.

By reflex, he returned to the living room to grab Max, before taking refuge behind the table he had knocked over, observing every corner of the room.

"Fraaaank." the voice repeated in his ear. "Are you scareeeed ?"

Yes, he was scared. It wasn't usual for the Punisher, it was something he had only experienced when he was in the marines, then when he lost his family, and when he saw his soulmate cry because of him.

Y/N's smile calmed him down almost immediately, even if he frowned, lost.

Standing in front of him, letting Max stick to her leg with his tongue out, she looked at him mischievously.

"You ate my cookies." she declared then, as if he could understand what she was talking about. He didn't see what she was talking about. "My cookies, Frank. The ones I bought before I left, you promised not to touch them."

"… I didn't eat your cookies, baby."

"Oh ? Really ?"

Y/N didn't seem to believe him for a moment, staring at him with a small pout, before taking out her phone to send a message. After getting several answers, she sighed.

"Wade. You're going to pay for this… Oh, Frank, I'msorry ! I scared you, sorry !"

So that's what she meant by "haunt". He never would have thought it would be so effective.

The mission had ended early, so he couldn't guess it was her. Y/N had wanted to surprise him, innocent at first, and then she had noticed the disappearance of her precious cookies. So she had opted for revenge.

He understood better what the others meant, especially Red. That was what he experienced every time she spoke next to him without announcing herself.

"I sometimes forget that Matt is sensitive, I try to at least let him hear my breathing or my heart before I get near him."

"You're not doing it on purpose, I'm sure he doesn't hold it against you. He can't anyway, that altar boy."

"Hmm. And you, aren't you mad ?"

"Nah. It was funny in a way."

"That's what Wade says every time. But I think he really means it, it doesn't work with him anymore, I've done it too often. I'm going to have to find a better way to punish him for my cookies."

"Maybe I can help with that."

It was a real pleasure to torture Deadpool by placing a small ultrasound device in his unicorn plush, making him completely lose his mind. But the mercenary didn't take long to catch on, noting that blind Al had left after receiving a call.

It was only him and Y/N who called Al, and Frank didn't want to bother a blind old lady who already had Wilson in her life.

"I knew it !"

"If you knew, why did you destroy the whole place ?"

"Wanted to redecorate. Al got the wrong IKEA furniture. Oh, Frankie, hi ! My sexy grumpy brother-in-law. So, haunting for the first time ? That's cool, huh ? She can grab your heart and rip it out of your chest without being stained. She could also tickle your prostate if…"

"Don't finish that sentence."

Wade hesitated, curious to know what would happen if he finished his sentence. But he loved Y/N, who also wanted him to shut up, so he stayed silent, for once.

[babyshoesnerdshit]

batkids high headcanons

CW: weed (duh), characters being high (also duh), slightly platonic yandere, and infantilization

Dick: absolute cuddle monster, he will grab which ever sibling is closest and hold on like an octopus, if the need to get something from the other room he will simply carry them there so they can get it. need to go to the bathroom? it will take 15 minuets minimum to convince him to let you go. some siblings will hit him for clinging but it doesn't stop him at all. he just loves you guys so much, and he will tell you this constantly. super affectionate, will kiss the top of your head, you cheeks, your forehead ect. some of the others with try and stab him for this others will give up and let him. will be the one to buy all of the snacks before the sesh. makes sure to get all the ones he know you like best.

Jason: anger issues? what anger issues? super chill and the most relaxed you've seen him. he will find you and will carry you around on his hip, he talks to you like your a child (only you not any of the other siblings) he has a firm hold on you so the only way you're getting down is if one of the other siblings manages to convince him. however he is super comfy and you might fall asleep. if this happens you will be cooed at and many pics will be taken (however that would happen no matter what you did so). tries super hard to make you laugh but keeps cutting himself off by laughing at his own jokes. totally makes his own edibles. will go along with almost any silly antic you get up to, the best at playing along with the bit.

Tim: becomes super quiet and doesn't make many expressions, observes the others for the most part. then out of nowhere he will say the most philosophical shit that makes no sense to anyone but him and he refuses to elaborate. one of the only times he will fall asleep willingly. he will also hug like an octopus but only to you, you can push him off much easier but less than half of a minuet later he's hugging you again. will randomly start petting your hair when hugging you. takes lots of pics of you, if you ask why he just says he's documenting important things. he will use the particularly good/cute ones as ransom to the other siblings (ex. "if you do [insert thing] for me ill give you this pic of (y/n) high [doing cute thing]" and it always works)

Steph: becomes an absolute comedian, constantly cracking jokes and finds the funniest videos to watch. smiles and laughs at everything. tends to fall asleep before everyone else tho (except Duke but more on that later) finds the most random things funny, one time you found her laughing her ass off at an egg just sitting on the counter in the kitchen. will bat at things like a cat, like hoodie strings or someone's hair (most likely belonging to Tim or Cass). defo the biggest stoner out of the whole group (followed by probably Jason). always has a bag of chips on her, no one knows where she keeps them she just pulls them out of nowhere to start snacking.

Cass: Cass has never been drunk or high or any form of intoxicated, and she plans to keep it that way. she likes being in total control of herself all of the time. she does however like to hangout with you guys while you are high, she thinks its very funny and she takes photos and records things to use as blackmail or to trade. stays silent in the corner the whole time just watching you guys be idiots, if she sees you're starting to get stressed/have a bad time she will instantly be by your side and knows exactly how to comfort you. she makes sure you guys always have enough water, before you even ask there's a water bottle right next to you. (depending on just how high you are it ranges from a glass of water to straight up a sippy cup)

Duke: doesn't really get high often but will hang out with you like Cass, he however talks to you guys more than just observing. the few times he gets high it always a really small edible because he has a super low tolerance and smoking intimidates him, and he usually only uses it to help him sleep. dude is knocked out almost as soon as it hits. if he does manage to stay up he just laughs at everything and smiles without saying much. he's just happy to be there :]

Damian: is too young to do anything so no weed for him. he claims he doesn't care and that he is superior for keeping his mind clear but will then go pout in his room because he feels left out. will hang out sometimes but not often because he is a common target for dicks octopus hugs/overbearing affection. when he is old enough I get the feeling he would still not partake out of spite and so he can say he's better than you.

Bonus: Alfred makes the best food for munchies, any requests will be made no matter how strange. Bruce knows but he lets it slide (only after doing several hours of research on it to make sure you guys weren't doing anything too harmful) because he's just happy to see all of his kids getting along and bonding. Bruce did give you all an hour long lecture about making sure what you had was gotten from a safe and regulated dispensary and how to get high in the safest way possible. I personally think he transformed one of the lounge rooms into a specific high room, it has no sharp objects and nothing that you could accidentally get hurt on, there's pillows and blankets everywhere. he will also make sure you guys properly clean any pipes/bongs. much like many of your siblings he will use this as an opportunity to baby you (he would tell you to hold his hand because you might be a bit wobbly or carry you to bed ect.)

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

i dont believe in falling in love through sex like it being enough to build a relationship on but oliver who accidentally falls for u might just change that. the man is a menace he makes my flight or fight instinct go off. but you know those videos where a baby deer cuddles big cats as a fawn response because no way they can outrun or outfight it? yeah that is my survival instinct around him

i get where u are coming from fs. however as someone who doesn’t hold sex as a particularly valuable act i unfortunately do think just sex is more than enough to build an intimate relationship on unfortunately shdjfns and i do think oliver Will Teach You That.

even if you place no value on sex itself there is something unique and particular to the act of having it with someone who genuinely respects you as a person. oliver is a lot of things but a lot of his popularity and charm are his sincerity of his approach. every person he meets and decides to be with automatically earns both his time and attention.

but he’s highly, highly emotionally intelligent so it is weaved with a very genuine sense of interest. he’s incredibly talented at making a person feel like he and them are the only people in a room because he is not like, faking it. he doesn’t need to. he’s confident in himself and his charisma, he is absolutely pleasant to be with.

and that’s in the scenario you are strangers. oliver is just like that though, as a person. and as you hook up again and again and again—you will come to recognize the minutiae. the small acts of respect and kindness. the little reminders that he listens to every word of your ten minutes of pillow talk. that him buying you ubers and tickets home aren’t out of obligation but a soft sense of knowing because he always texts you after, asks you if you’re home safe.

i think the comparison to being a deer in the claw of a big cat is apt. but then it’s like—if the thing that you’ve been told your whole life will hunt you down and gore you, stops its teeth right where your pulse thumps—is it fair to say it doesn’t love you at all? if it holds you, places its rough tongue where its fangs are meant to be, can you dismiss it as meaning nothing?

you can convince yourself you’re mistaking it for something or that there’s no grand meaning to your relationship that seems to defy nature itself. but the truth is when you and oliver fall asleep in the aftermath, he knows the exact minutes it’ll take for you fall asleep first and waits.

not to hunt you. not to leave. just to make sure everything is okay before he follows suit. maybe it’s not the sex itself i suppose. just everything that comes along with having it—specifically having it with him