#i petted the softest kitty i’ve ever pet in my life and it was a bengal kitten

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did y’all know that sometimes at cat shows if you talk to the ppl showing cats (not the judges but the people bringing the cats) they might just let you pet the kitties since getting them used to people touching and holding them is a big part of socializing them for the show environment. just something to keep in mind.

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multifandom soulmate aus ✨

soulmate (n): a person ideally suited to another as a close friend or romantic partner.

✨ a/n: hello hello!! today on, “Ro’s self indulgent fics” ehehe i’ve been thinking a lot about some of my favorite kpop besties and how i feel like sometimes in a group, there’s the members who just stick like glue and it’s kinda like they were destined to meet that way! anyway hehe this concept is so fkn cute to me so i wanted to make some poly r-ship headcannons with some of my favorites! 

➛ disclaimer: the pairings that i use are def not all inclusive of all “soulmate” pairings out there, just the ones i know of atm! also, i know some of these groups better than others, so some will be more specific, and others a little more general! 

✨ groups included: stray kids, ateez, the boyz, monsta x, seventeen, txt, bts 

✨ feedback is always appreciated! who’s your favorite?✨

➛maybe if we’re feelin’ spicy i can do a part 2 with the ones i haven’t done yet ;) 

Pairing: idol x female reader x idol (see fandoms above!) 

Genre: fluff n’ smut

Tags: established r/ship au, poly r-ship, sexual content (the usual stuff also including unprotected sex-please stay safe!) comfort ahhh, mentions of food alcohol  

*all photocreds go to ops :) 

both sfw and nsfw under the snip snip! 

♡ chanlix ♡

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omg where the hell do i start with chanlix we love our cannon soulmates 

arguably the softest fkn pairing on this list; being soulmates with chanlix is like meeting your other halves (thirds?). there’s some serious destiny at work here!! 

the three of you understand each other on a spiritual level--almost to the point where you could likely read their minds if you wanted to try haha. there’s also a really, really strong type of emotional intimacy that you share with them that’s out of this world. 

this soulmate bond is so fkn strong, the three of you could go through any hardships and come out of it stronger than ever! 

the three of you have cute lil nicknames for eachother that you thought up yourselves! 

 your families are close as heck! it’s really pure how by the three of you so many people can get close ahhh 

i think that chanlix would be really into more outdoorsy dates? camping, swimming, hiking, sightseeing, stargazing, picnics etc! felix also loves taking you on food tours! 

bc chan is chan, he really takes on such a protective role over you and felix, he would quite literally do anything for you two: forgot your notebook or documents on the way to work/school? he’ll drop everything to bring them to you. sad? he’ll get you your favorite food, tons of blankets, his hoodie to wear and your favorite movie/tv show to watch with you! if anyone hurts your feelings too he will square tf up. 

felix is the world’s most adoring boyfriend in so, so many ways. not only is he such a cuddle bug, he shows you that he cares with tons of acts of service similar to chan! this comes in the form of his baking of course and other silly little gifts he sees that reminds you of him. he isn’t the best at words sometimes, but will soothe you by giving you a little massage or by playing with your hair! 

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okay...😏 damn i’ve been wanting to write some poly chanlix so fkn bad ahhhh 

once again i really see chan taking the lead in more intimate situations. he really likes giving directions and seeing both you and felix carry them out! honestly he gets a bit of an ego boost seeing the both of you all whiny and fucked out ahhh 

here i come with my softsub!felix agenda oops hehe but this boy is frickin’ angelic for you and chan oml, he always asks for permission before he does things and eats praise up with a fkn spoon. praises alone really get him off: “does lixie like it when i play with his cute cock like this?” 

there’s something that gets the three of you ridiculously amped when you do all kinds of roleplay scenarios FRICK some favorites are pet play (you and lix being the kitties) teacher/student, roleplaying strangers, sex slaves, artist/muse, oh my god there was a halloween where you once did vampire roleplay you still think about it 🤤 

since the three of you are so comfortable with eachother, experimentation feels really safe! for example, the suggestion of shibari came up and now....let’s just say lix looks really pretty tied up ;) 

chan’s got a huuuuge (cock) and size kink!! he really likes topping both you and lix and seeing a bulge omg.... also when he can bulge your throats mmmhm! 

felix loves it especially when you ride his face, and he cold do it for hours! he looks so cute between your legs when he licks over and over your clit. he’ll ask you too if he’s doing good and you better say yes ;) 

favorite position would be all cuddled up and cozy with the two of them double penetrating you real nice and slow with tons of kisses and just touchin’ all over 

cockwarming cockwarming all day, every single time, without fail, it feels wrong if you finish without it! 

♡ woosan  ♡

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idk why but the first thing that comes to my mind is that in certain settings, ya’ll are loud as fuck AHA i guess what i mean to say as that as a trio, you are all super, super unapologetic and confident when around each other! this might have lead to you getting kicked out of a couple bowling alleys and karaoke places before... 

there’s a type of unspoken understanding that the three of you have that makes your bond so special. while you love eachother so dearly, it isn’t something that you really feel needs to be said out loud, it kind of just is! 

woosan are already really clingy on their own and when you come along?? you all can’t keep your hands off each other!! ya know how in movies there’s the whole “hand in the back pocket of your jeans???” woosan!! 

their energy together is so fkn chaotic but that's why you love them! they never fail to make you laugh and this is also the best way that they know how to cheer you up! 

Bc the three of you are a bit unbridled, it’s a bit hard to be serious at times when you go on dates/hang out with friends together so often you get some affectionate eye rolls haha 

wooyoung is someone that will try anything with you! hehe even if he knows that he mind not be that into it, he’ll still go with you! of course, he might say something snarky but he really does love just spending time with you! wooyoung also shares you with all his friends (changbin, yeonjun) so lowkey it feels like you’re one of the bros at times LOL 

san is a big fan of giving you gifts! oh also! words of affirmation too, san is someone who knows your insecurities well, so hypes you tf up all the time!! he especially loves buying things for you that he knows you’ll look pretty in just so he can compliment you ahhh 

at the end of the day however, there’s nothing more more that the three of you love than the tightest cuddles ever as you fall asleep! honestly, sometimes its a little too tight haha 

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THESE BOYS FKN RAVISH YOU LIKE YOU��RE A FIVE COURSE MEAL 

and of course they expect the same from you as well! i mean....can you blame them??? these boys are sexy as hell and they frickin’ know it!! 

i have this super clear image of both of them stripping you down and rubbing massage oil all over your body and then giving you the turn to do it to them my lord...

sort of along this line, temperature play makes these boys feral. wax, ice, blowies with popsicles you name it 

both of them really just like being touched all over because they have the prettiest dancer’s bodies and just feeling hands on their muscles makes them loose it. 

wooyoung loves to mark the hell out the both of you in a really territorial way: all over your chests and necks even on your thighssss 

san, while he often does find himself in sub space, really easily can switch to dom you in the most beautiful way. everything with him is really intimate and raw: if this wasn’t already obvious haha he would like have a hand kink and loves seeing the way that his fingers look pumping in and out of your entrance and how your juices look as well. 

back too wooyoung, he’s the king of oral. whether it’s going down on you and sucking at your clit or deep throating with master level skill...foreplay is never boring with him! 

in my brain, i can see the both of them filling nearly position so this makes for an interesting dynamic to say the least AHA 

every once and a while, they’ll let you take complete control of the both of them while they just sit back and watch you with the most smug-ass grins that you’ll see in your life! 

AH another thought: woosan fkn love when you squirt on them, in any way this might look: when you’re nearly screaming in your overstimulation they want it all over them. 

favorite position would be 69 threesome style with all of your sloppy moans in-between <3 

♡  moonbae  ♡

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HEAR ME OUT the king of soulmates that know that they are soulmates but don’t take it seriously in the slightest istg this is my most favorite dynamic ahhhh 

there is not one dull day with these two boys, they’ll have you laughing in stiches until you can barely breathe like, the best kind of wheezy, silent laughter ya know what i’m talking about 

INSIDE JOKES literally so many inside jokes with the three of you 

Kevin is never scared to call your ass out, but that’s bc he knows you so well!! it’s all just jokes don’t ya worry ;) 

Along this line, your groupchat like has some random-ass name that’s also an inside joke

Jacob on the other hand is the biggest sweetheart when it comes to you, boy frickin’ melts. There is not a day that goes by when he hasn’t told you he loves ya morning and night. 

Also the best listener in the whole world, you can tell him anything and everything and he’s just sit and listen and give advice. 

Kevin loves you a ton a ton but just shows it differently! He remembers all the little things about you that you tell him to the point it’s scary how he does it so well 

Meme king Kevin would send you memes that remind him of you and Jacob

Lowkey i can see the both of them getting into the cutest petty arguments like which one of them you love more or think is more talented AHA again it’s all in good fun hehe 

it goes without saying but...it’s cuddle central up in here. 

THEY WOULD SERENADE TF OUT OF YOU oh my god it’s literally heavenly, Kevin would play piano and Jacob would play guitar FRICK 

You have oddly specific dates?? Like they would pick a movie to go see that the three of you would all hate just to meme the whole time. Jacob would still get invested accidentally tho. 

The way to both of these boy’s hearts is their stomachs so when you cook for them they would quite literally do anything for you 

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ok ok so i’m a baby deobi so this is the gist of what i’m getting (i also did a little research LOL thank you @ deobi smutblr hehe) 

firstly i would like to say that i’m manifesting thigh riding with Jacob and i literally can’t think of anything else for some reason just p h e w and BOY does he love it too he thinks its so fkn cute to watch you! 

i get heavy, heavy switch vibes from Kevin with maybe some sub leanings??? either way, jacob def has soft dom vibes (oh god and occasional soft sub) to me but also has no problem with you taking control and doing what you like to him if that’s what you desire! 

kevin is impatient impatient and does not do well with your teasing. also...loud as hell, like, sometimes you have to tell him that he needs to calm tf down hehe (but of course you love it when he gets like that) 

separately, both of them are very different experiences i think: kevin is a fan of hard and fast, kitchen counter over the sofa type stuff sloppy toppy in risky places, and he loves to experiment too! 

jacob is also really different where he likes much, much more slow and intimate stuff like missionary, shower sex, real atmospheric stuff like candles and nice scents ahhh BIG fan of really fluffy pet names too like baby, princess, angel etc. super visual too omggg gets hard when you strip for him i think ;) 

together it’s a fkn whirlwind i’ll tell ya that. its like, honestly the most unique experience i can think of on this list because the two of them are so different. i will say that it can end up being really giggly and sweet tho! 

when it’s the three of you, kevin’s dom side comes out a little more so you’re left with these two lovely boys who want to give you all the attention! it’s lowkey a competition lol 

favorite position is when you’re sucking jacob off and kevin gets to do literally whatever the hell he wants with your pussy...i imagine that it might have to do a lot with edging if you ask me ;) 

♡ jookyun  ♡ 

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oddly, i find myself soft af for jookyun and idk how to describe it haha (considering that they can often be hard as hellll) 

the three of you are also really nonchalant, but this is really in the way that you just feel as if you’ve known eachother for a really long time! 

as we know, jookyun were a bit of an enimies to lovers arc (AHA) so with the time that they’ve spent building their bond, it’s strong asf! 

i like to think that jooheon and changkyun would really get a ton of artistic inspiration from you for their music. since both of them write and often reflect bc of this, you’re totally their muse! (they’ll write some nasty as hell lyrics thanks to you too LOL) 

while our lovely thicc mx boys have unbridled confidence at times, really, they are babie. and they are frickin weak for your pampering. 

because of this, the two of them would become flustered as all hell when you do lil things for them!! this could be making them some lunch or just giving them the off compliment that they look a lil extra handsome that day. 

your safe place is with them!! ahhh i would also like to add the number of slick ass grabs when you’re in public is a bit off the chain at times ahah 

the duality of this r/ship is really something to note LOL when you go out and about when the two of them you certainly get some stares bc they look a lil intimidating at times but when you and your boyfriends cuddle up on the subway you give all passerby's whiplash haahah

Kyun is someone who is insanely romantic. almost to the point that it is cheesy haha he’d treat the both of you to expensive ass dinners, beach vacations and maybe even matching couple’s jewelry like rings or bracelets! 

jooheon on the other hand is a little more toned down haha but has another side to him that fkn swells with pride knowing how breathtaking you both are...frankly, his ego skyrockets knowing that he’s got you both for arm candy if this make sense teehee 

the three of you call eachother “babe” interchangeably, so it can get a bit confusing when you’re all in the same place and someone says “hey babe?” you need a new nickname ooP 

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hello and here i am to push the sub!changkyun agenda. first and foremost i would like to explain how this man is such a pillow princess with the most lovely bratty edge *sighs* all that kyun wants is for you to fkn use him and do literally whatever the hell you want!! this man daydreams about you riding him right then and there wherever the hell he is. 

also, kyun is the king of toys, both using them on you and on himself! need i also say breath play as well in the same giving and receiving form? more than anything he loves it when jooheon wraps his hand around his neck hooooly ahhh he prefers it when you tease his tip with a vibrator until he’s angrily red and begging for you to give him a break just for you to bend down and give a kiss to his pearly head which makes him jolt 

jooheon is often more of a soft to hard dom if you ask me and takes care of both you and kyun really well. also... he will manhandle the hell out of you if you feel up for it (cough cough your arm kink for him ) oh shit and his thighs....don't’ even get me started 

while the three of you often opt for the hard and fast (even in some more risque places--such as in the recoding studio) there are really some more intimate times that you share too! 

on one of changkyun’s vacations, in the middle of the night, when no one was in sight and the hot tub was free for use...it started out as a bit of making out but then turned into something else when you decided to straddle jooheon and he let his hands creep under the straps of your swimsuit...needless to say you were bouncing on both of their dicks while you were warmed by the crackling bubbles 

at times, jookyun can get a little needy and impatient without you, so this has lead to a couple situations where you walk in on them letting out their frustrations ;) of course, immediately then they’d love for you to join! 

kyun has an oral fixation too, sooo he may or may not love cockwarming with his mouth or sucking your fingers lightly when you go to suck his dick~ 

♡  junhao  ♡

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here me out with this one...but...there’s something really intimate about this relationship?? oh how to put this into words LOL junhao also have an insanely deep bond that really transcends if ya ask me haha 

while they both can be really goofy around eachother when comfortable the soulmate vibes are just...immaculate! this is all i can say? all three of you are just so connected in the way that you accept each other for all that you are and just kind of naturally gravitate towards each other even before you really knew that there were romantic feelings involved! 

first, i would like to say that out of all the pairings on this list, you three are classy as FUCK. seeing the three of you next to eachother is like seeing literally three models in the flesh. the way that you dress (sometimes even to match a little) is unbelievable bc you all just look so good? 

hand holdingggg wherever you go! holding hands across cafe tables, playing with each other’s hands absentmindedly hehe 

TRAVEL BUDDIES you would go anywhere with them and take tons of pics!! i mean the prettiest pics 

hao shows his love for you in the form of so many things, all of which he makes himself!! you inspire his physical art and drawings which he shares with you and he also loves to take clothes too and personalize them for you! 

jun on the other hand would take you to the studioooo and you could watch him danceee oh my gosh he’s literally so breathtaking and he would be dancing just for you with every curve of his body he’s so magical :’) then he’d ask you for feedback and you’d just be speachless...also loves to make you smile!! just being his goofy self he’s the best at it and thinks you’re so cute! 

there’s a ton of adoration in this relationship! tons of cute little displays of skinship that might look like a poke in the cheek or the fluffing of their hair ahh 

still, i feel like you would have kind of silly little nicknames for them that match their personalities and perhaps...you could have matching phone cases with these nicknames.... 

in this relationship there’s a ton of quiet moments that are really peaceful and indulgent such as watching sunsets, drinking wine together, just talking about life n stuff like that! 

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hellz yeah we’re in for some more intimate-ass fuckin! but also....😏

this boys are kinky as shit but in like a really classy ass way lolll this is so hard to put into words. 

well, i’ll start with junhui catboy agenda so there’s that hehehe he would most def be into pet play: that could be like ears or pretty collars and of course calling you (or him) kitten. 

minghao is really versatile and doesn’t really like labels of dom and sub, he just does what he wants and what feels good to him! bc we’re talking about how intimate everything is, the kind of sex that you share with them is often never rushed but really purposeful and even planned sometimes! 

i also see there being TONS of sensory items that would come into play with junhao such as flowers, fragrances, aphrodisiacs, all kinds of fabrics for sensory deprovision such as velvet, silk, hemp rope, and so much more! 

BOTH OF THEM WOULD SOUND ANGELLIC i see hao as letting out really pretty soft moans that kind of trail on his tongue and jun sort of choking out gasps with a bit of a rasp to them when they cum or they feel turned on

oh god MIRROR SEX that's what i have to say about this 

it doesn’t happen often, but sometimes when any one of you would be feeling needy or pent up they can certainly do hard and fast with you between the two of them. especially when this happens, oh my god hao loves it when you moan really breathily into his mouth when you’re pressed against him ooooh shit 

and jun loves it when you bite into his shoulder too when he fucks you it just makes him feral 

actually, i could really see the three of you recording yourselves, or even taking pictures when you have more intimate moments to look at later, just for your own enjoyment or to get off when you’re without the others 

favorite position: hmmm mirror sex with you on top of minghao literally just kissing him and marking his body as jun eats you out until you’re dripping down to minghao’s cock which he jerks off too~ 

♡  yeonbin  ♡

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DON’T TOUCH ME IM SOFT  

admittedly i don’t know too much about this pairing but i do know a lil so i wanted to add them!! i also did a lil research hehe 

FIRST i would like to say that the three of you would without a doubt have the cutest puppy together, if not one, then two!! they would be little dogs with perfect haircuts and likely have their own instagram account which the three of you would run! they’d be instragram famous of course 

LITERALLY EVERY DAY ITS A FIGHT OVER WHOS CUTEST i kid you not this is an ongoing battle you’re all just...so weak for the other ahaha 

being in a relationship with them is like being in a relationship with your bestfriends! 

dates with the two of them can really range all over the place bc you just like having fun together! movie dates, breakfast dates, ZOO OR AQUARIUM DATES, taking little trips to places you haven’t been before or stay at home dates like having a little indoor picnic! 

soobin is really low energy, and would often opt to hang out with you at home or at a cafe while the two of you do your thing together! he lovessss when you bake or cook for him, literally whatever it is he’ll eat it! 

his smile is instant serotonin and the reason why you fell in love with him! the two of them together all smiley is your lockscreen! 

yeonjunie prefers going out with you clothes shopping and would DEF enable you to dye your hair a color that you’ve always been dying to do! he also loves showing you new music and blushes like heck when you tell him that you like the songs that he picks! 

in their own playful ways too, they’d always call you out on your bs LOLL but they just wanna motivate you! they’re your biggest cheerleaders! 

Deep down though, both of them are quite cheesy and would love to shower you with alll the stereotypical romance that you can take even if it makes all three of you cringe ahahah 

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NEEEEDY and literally so mf horny on the dl like it’s comical to how soft and shy they can be in real life situations 

oh my god this is a godly thought but i see both of them being both switchy as heck but not really bc they like how it feels to be in those different postions but literally....bc no matter what it is they are getting off lolll 

i see both of them having sub leanings but can get real bratty if they’re feeling it. 

yeonjun does have a dom side to him that just comes with his general confidence that he gets around you! when either of you beg from him he’s ready to let himself loose. 

im so sorry but they literally handed pet play to me on a silver platter with cat & dog and there is no going back for me. SO you’re in for puppy, kitty and bunny play (shhhh yeonjun’s got his fox ears too) 

WHY AM I THINKING ABOUT HOW ALL OF YOU WOULD LIKE THIGH HIGHS

both of them love being edged to high hell by you...no matter if it hurts...they kinda like it? 

at the same time, both of your boyfriends also love giving you all the attention at times too! i’m talking about one of them playing with your breasts while the other trails kisses down your body all the way down to your pussy aching for attention too

FUCK this might be just me but soobin eating you out>>>> a GODLY sight. 

i have this other fantasy of yeonjun with either lip piercings or nipple piercings or even a dick piercing someone plz tell me to calm down 

oh please...bubble bath with the two of them holy shit baby pink bubbles all around you while you take turns givin’ each other cute kisses ahhhh 

one more thing to the pile here would be hella mutual masturbation soo much of it. the three of you get off just simply watching eachother too and dirty talking how much you love the way the others look with hands rubbing themselves away with cute whiny moans~ 

♡ taekook ♡

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omg! this is my first time remotely talking about bts on my blog hehe this is so exciting!! i don’t really read too much bts ff so this is going off of my own perception! 

i just wanna say....there’s so much to unpack here LOL but like many of the soulmates on this list, these boys are ~whipped~ for you and eachother!! its so stinkin’ cute 

another thing about these expensive boyfriends is that they loooove to sing for you too! they’d sing you to sleep, when you’re sick, sad, or just had a hard day allllways hehe 

the three of you have sickeningly adorable nicknames for eachother, the kind that honestly make heads turn LOL 

jk would without a doubt get tattoos with you!! and wine drunk lollll he’s also a huge enabler so if there’s anything that you’re considering buying or doing he’d hype you up so bad you barely have to think twice heheh 

kinda like junhao they’d also make amazing travel buddies but less for the aesthetic, but for the luxury. you’d stay at amazing hotels and eat at Michelin star restaurants wearing luxury brands that they bought for you

i feel like this goes without saying, buuuut in this r/ship, its alll about the adoring glances from afar or even just right next to you bc they love you so much!! 

i also get a very protective vibe from them as well, you’re very special to them, and they never wanna see you in harms way or disrespected by anyone! this could even look like having their arm around you on the bus or on the small of your back in a crowd 

together, they’re the biggest jokesters and flirty as HELL they think that it’s so funny when they flirt out in public AGRESSIVELY just to make you a lil embarrassed hehe  

forehead kissessss and kisses on the back of your hand! 

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luxurious in this area tooooo 

they would rent out the penthouse or presidential suite to make an evening for you and pull out all the stops: expensive champagne, lingerie selected just for you, a breathtaking view of the city ahhhh 

ya all know how much i love my soft and intimateeee body touching and there would be plenty of this! they take their time undressing you and eachother and would plant kisses into the nape of your neck and shoulders as you do so! 

i would like to contribute to this conversation sub!jk bc this is something that ahhhhh i really like to think about as well as soft dom tae bcccc why not heheh 

these boys are utterly gorgeous under soft lighting and prowling all over your body too tho ahhh 

BUT! imagine teasing the hell out of jk, barely letting him feel your mouth besides fleeting kisses while tae drives his hips into you from behindddd 

in fact, these boys actually don’t mind a little voyeurism with the wide windows in your suite, opting to leave them open so there's a bit of thrill in the way that they fuck you too~ 

tae has a bit of...dare i sayyyy a power kink, so when you call him names such as sir, daddy, master etc oh boy 

jk himself is bit into sensory dep specifically with blindfolds especially when its your hands travelling all around his body making him shiver. 

both of them just looove cuming all over you as well: face, ass, thighs, belly, literally anywhere, they just think that you look amazing like that! 

there are a couple times here and there when the three of you also do a bit of cam work together for other people to watch--although it isn’t often, you rake it in when you do so. the three of you are a perfect fantasy! 

sex also can happen in odd places with you three too since you can just start feeling it and don’t really care ;) strangest place....hmm i’d say when you joined the mile high club with them~ 

~🌹~

Bunch of (Ro)ses! 

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Valentine’s Day 6 - Confession/Heart

I had two ideas so here you go! First one is Heart + Confession, read it here on AO3!

Or under the cut!

"Would you like more wine?" 

"If you still don't charge for it, yeah." 

"I might start doing it."

"No, you won't…!"

Spy chuckled and filled Sniper's glass again. 

"Oi, no, Hootsy, wine's not for you, mate." Sniper gently pushed his pet owl away from the glass. "You got water with Spy's kitty." 

"Hoo!"

"What's this talkin' back now, eh? Who taught you that?"

"Meow!" Spy's long haired, white cat jumped on the coffee table and supported her feathery friend. 

"Course, Spy's kitty taught you that, eh?" 

"How dare you?" Spy answered and his cat hopped on his lap. She purred as the man in the mask ran his fingers through her luscious fur. "Perle's manners are irreprochable, Bushman." 

Sniper chuckled. Spy looked like a Bond villain stroking his cat like that, one leg on the other, sitting on the sofa next to him. The light from the fireplace added to the theatrics of it.

"Yeah, as much as yours, eh, you thief."

"Are you talking about the cigarette from the other day, again? It was not theft." 

"What was it, then? Robbery?"

"Non, a magic trick." 

"Oh, right, yeah, a magic trick where you steal my cigarette off my very lips never to be seen again?" 

"Besides, how could you possibly know it was me?" Spy asked with a playful smirk.

"Cause the cig started floatin' on its own. Not a lot of people can cloak and do that, Spook." 

"It could have been the enemy Spy, non?" Spy teased further. 

"Nah, it was you."

"Again, how could you know?" 

"The other Spy would've just backstabbed me and gone away. You're the constant pain in the neck!"

Spy chuckled and took a sip of his wine.

"So if I understand correctly, the pain he inflicts is in your back, while the one I do is on your neck?"

"Yeah, somethin' like that." Sniper answered his friend's chuckles.

"Well then, no wonder why you keep complaining about your back, hm? And look at your posture… Straighten your back, Bushman." 

"Can't. Hurts too much." Sniper tried but the pain stopped his motion. 

"Has it always been hurting like that? Perhaps you should see Medic about it?"

"Nah, it's just the rifle's weight. I used to be doin' a few contracts here and there so I didn't really have to hold it and strain m'self for days on end. Now in Mann Co., things are quite different."

"Hm. I see. Still, maybe it is worth having it checked by Medic if it is indeed that painful?" 

"Nah, the guy's a freak. Chances are he'll open me up and put a brain or something in my back, ugh!" Sniper winced.

"As much as he is a freak, he is the medical expert here and knows his trade." 

"Meow…" Perle went to Sniper's lap and he scratched her jaw. She purred. 

"Yeah, I know… Still, the idea of goin' to him gets me more tense." Sniper answered.

"Do you want me to go with you?" 

Sniper looked at Spy. He expected to see mischievous eyes with a hint of mockery in his voice. He found none of that. Spy seemed genuinely in the mood to help him.

"Nah. I just don't like goin' there unless I really have to. But uh, thanks, eh?"

They exchanged a gaze and a grin. 

"May I then suggest something else?" Spy asked. 

"What?" 

"Give me your back." 

"What? No, you're a Spook!"

"Bushman, I am not the one who stabs you in the back. Apparently, I only weigh on your neck…!"

Sniper was still hesitant. 

"And who have you shared most of your evenings with as of late? And who are you getting drunk with today, on a Friday night, hm?" Spy raised a playful eyebrow. 

"You…"

"Getting yourself drunk with me is way more dangerous than facing the other way and giving me your back. Now, please…" Spy gently pushed his cat aside and scooted closer to the Aussie. "Your back." He gestured to Sniper to turn. 

"Right…" Sniper sighed and turned on the sofa. "But I swear, if you put one of your butter knives there…!"

"Breathe." Spy put his hands on Sniper's shoulders. "And let your shoulders fall."

"Mph…" Sniper grumbled. 

"Silence and follow my instructions, Bushman. To think that you normally are the least sociable… And now, when you would benefit from remaining quiet, that is when you decide to speak…! Good. Now…" 

Sniper didn't see it but Spy removed his gloves before putting his hands on the Aussie's polo shirt again, on his shoulders. 

"Here is your spine…" Spy let his fingers slither down slowly, gently tapping Sniper's vertebrae. 

"Playin' the drums on my back now?"

"Shush! I am counting!" 

"What the hell are you counting? The places to put a knife?" 

"Non, you fool…" Spy chuckled. "I am counting your vertebrae. And to answer your worries, if I were to put a blade in your back, I would put it here." Spy gently pressed his index and middle finger slightly left from Sniper's spine. "Hm. I can feel the stab scars left by my counterpart through your shirt."

"Yeah, you both stab where it hurts, eh?" 

"Namely, straight to the heart." Spy said and Sniper chuckled. 

"Almost romantic, eh?" 

"It is absolutely so!" Spy answered as his palms slid to Sniper's shoulder blades. He started pressing harder. 

"Oh, is it now - ouch?! That hurt…!"

"Oui, I can feel the knots." Spy confirmed. "Take a deep breath, I will work on them." 

"Right… Be gentle, ok? It hurts when you press it down…"

"Never has anyone complained about my massages in the past. Relax." 

Sniper thanked the Lord Spy was behind him and couldn't see the pink on his cheeks. 

"Here… Do you feel this…? This is one knot… It is a bundle of muscles that has decided to stay tense because you are making it work too much…"

"Spook?"

"What now, Bushman? A witty remark about how muscular your back is? Oui, it is more muscular than what I thought, now, please, remain silent and continue breathing deep and slowly."

"N-no, Spook…" Sniper's cheeks turned a shade more pink. "Shouldn't I be lying down for this?" 

Spy stopped sharp and his eyebrows jumped. 

"Oui, you should. But seeing how reluctant you were to give me your back, I did not want to suggest anything more."

"It's ok. If you think it's better for me to lie down, then I'll do it." Sniper answered. 

"You can't lie on this sofa, you are too tall and wouldn't be comfortable. I am afraid the only piece of equipment that might work is my bed." 

"Uh…"

"I have no issue with this but will understand if you would rather sit here."

"No, it's fine. Let's get there. My back's been killing me for long enough." Sniper answered. 

"Are you sure?" Spy's hand sank down and Sniper turned to him.

"Well, if you wanted to stab me with your tiny knife, you'd have done it by now, right?" He smiled.

"I would have indeed." Spy nodded and returned the grin. "Follow me." 

Both stood up and Spy led the way to his bedroom right next door from his smoking room. 

"Jesus, that's the biggest bed I've seen in my life, d'you never drown in there?"

Spy rolled his eyes and gave a small chuckle. 

"Lie down on your stomach."

"D'you need my shirt off?" 

"Almost romantic, eh?" Spy quoted Sniper. 

"Alright, Spook, don't make it weird…!" 

"You are the one who suggested removing your shirt as you entered my bedroom." Spy answered. 

"Yeah but not like that…!" 

Both chuckled. 

"If you so wish, you may, it would indeed be more practical for me. In that case, let me get more comfortable too." Spy removed his tie and undid his cufflinks before rolling his sleeves up along his forearms. 

"Wooh, Spy with no tie? You alright? Not feelin' too naked?" Sniper snickered. 

"Barely." Spy answered with a smirk. "Now, if I am to work on your bare back let me bring some oil." He walked to his night table and opened the small cupboard door. Sniper saw multiple bottles there.

"Oil? What're you gonna do? Season me and cook me? I knew you Frenchies ate weird stuff but come on…!" 

Spy retrieved a small glass bottle. 

"Says the man who can eat whatever crosses his scope in this God forsaken desert." 

"Yeah well… It's good if you know how to grill it. Should come around one day and try. I'm good with a barbie." Sniper removed his top, giving his back to Spy before turning to him. "So, want me on my belly?" 

Spy raised one interested eyebrow. It might have been because of Sniper's invitation, or his physique, perhaps even both.

"Oui, please. And you are inviting me to play with dolls? I did not take you for one with such interests, Bushman."

"What?" 

"You said, and I quote, 'I'm good with a barbie.' Barbies are dolls for little girls." Spy motioned his colleague to lie and Sniper did, on his stomach and laughed. 

"I'm not talkin' about Barbie dolls, you genius. A barbie for us is a barbeque!" 

"Ah…" Spy smiled. "It would make more sense than a feral Bushman playing with little girls' toys." He spread just a splash oil in the palm of his hands and rubbed them together. 

"Oof, your hands are cold, Spook…!" Sniper's body tensed at the first touch with Spy's hands.

"Like my blood, if I believe your words…" 

Sniper smiled. 

"Right, I'm sorry. I don't think you're that cold." 

Spy rolled his eyes with a sweet grin. 

"I know, Sniper, I know." Spy rubbed his hands slowly on Sniper's back. "Are you comfortable here?" 

"Your bed's the best thing I've ever laid on in my life… You must fall asleep in the blink of an eye…"

"Believe it or not, I rarely do."

"Really…?"

"Mh-hm." Spy let his hands explore Sniper's back. Slow circles, pushing his palms between the shoulder blades, kneading the skin and soft muscles underneath.

"That's where you get yer beauty sleep from, eh?"

"What? You make no sense, mon ami. The wine is getting to you." Spy softly chuckled.

[My friend]

"No… It's yer hands… And yeah, I'm as comfy as I could ever be…"

"That, I am not sure of. Here, lay your head on my pillow." Spy pushed it and Sniper obeyed. 

"Christ, what is it made of? Angel wings' feathers…? That's gotta be the softest thing ever…" Sniper felt his head delicately sink on his colleague's pillow, and took a deep breath. Gosh, it smelt of a mix of Spy's perfume and the scent of his shampoo, it smelt expensive, subtle and minty...

"Almost, almost… But oui, now you are comfortable. And please, relax." Spy started running his fingers around the Aussie’s spine again.

"It's hard…"

"Why?" Spy was now whispering. 

"Cause… I don't know." 

"Let me help… Please." Spy went on whispering, and between the slow waves of his menthol-tinted whispers whirling in the air and the movements of his hands, sliding on the Aussie's back, pushing the muscles to surrender, Sniper gently closed his eyes. 

"Spook…?"

"Hm?" 

"Thanks." 

"You are more than welcome." Spy was on his knees, next to Sniper's body. 

"No… Really…" 

"And oui, really, you are welcome." Spy didn't realise it but the smile he had lingered on his lips for a long while, while silence fell in the room. The smell of the oil rose and filled the air. It was pinetrees, a fresh forest under Spy's skilled and warm fingers. 

"Sniper, please, I can feel you are tense…"

"Sorry… Havin' a spy behind my back isn't easy to accept." 

"Hm. Let me try something." Spy stepped off of the bed and behind his shut eyelids, Sniper saw the lights in the room drop. He opened his eyes and saw that Spy had indeed switched the lights off.

"Spook?"

"Shh, now," Spy hopped on the bed to resume his position next to Sniper's body. "Close your eyes again."

"Spy, it's worse, now I can't see you."

"You couldn't see me before either, your eyes were closed." 

"Y-yeah, guess you're right." 

"Close your eyes again and breathe in long and slow breaths, from your lower stomach preferably." Spy started the massage again.

"Why?" Sniper asked yet obeyed anyway. 

"Because this is how newborns breathe, from their lower stomachs, not filling their chests with air. Carefree, baby breaths are from your diaphragm, not your lungs." 

"Really…?"

"Oui."

"How d'you know that…?" Sniper's words were slower and Spy smiled. 

"Contrary to you, I live in the city where I experience these wild exchanges called social interactions…"

"Spook…?" Sniper's lips pursed up in a smile.

"What that means is that I use my vocal chords to communicate with other human beings." Spy went on with his teasing, as well as with the massage. He could feel the knots below his hand.

"Spook, I know what you mean…"

"Oh, my apologies. I assumed a feral Bushman like you would hardly understand." 

"Pfff, you and your big words…" 

Spy smiled. 

"But you like my big words, as you call them, and you don't want me to stop talking."

Sniper's lips retracted and his smile slowly vanished.

"W-what…?" 

"I have never heard you ask me that many things or question me that much for as long as I know you."

"It's the wine, Spook…"

"Non, it is not. We have been drunk before, together, and more than just this. Non, there is something else." Sniper fell silent.  "Something that annoys you, I can feel you tense again under my hands." 

"Mmh…" Sniper grumbled.

"You may speak it out if you so wish." 

"I just… I like your voice. It's calm. That's it." 

Spy smiled.

"And I, your sense of humour." He answered. 

"Hm, that's just cause you're a posh snob but deep down… You're just a simple bloke…" Sniper's voice was different. He sounded almost sleepy. It made Spy's smile widen. 

"I might be." He simply replied as he moved on to the next knot. Now, he applied pressure to specific points, circling around firmly yet not too much, just what was needed to slowly bring the tension down. "Since you seem to like hearing me, may I tell you a story?" 

"Sure…" 

"This is a classic French poem. It was written to educate Louis the 15th as a young boy." 

"Mmh…" Sniper smiled. He didn't have the energy to mock his friend. 

"It is called Le corbeau et le renard, the crow and the fox." Spy started and then recited it in French. 

To Sniper, it was gibberish. God only knew what Spy was reciting. But it rhymed, the rhythm was soothing, it rocked Mundy almost to sleep and what a velvet voice… He could listen to it for hours without tiring. 

As he recited the poem from memory, Spy untied the remaining knots on Sniper's shoulders. When he finished, he did not stop massaging. He went on, because he liked hearing Sniper's soft mumbles, his groans as the tension exited his body and dissolved away. 

Sniper was somewhere between asleep and awake, in that limbo where nothing was exactly real or a dream. His body had completely sunk in Spy's mattress and pillow, and everything felt heavy now, so heavy… 

The Frenchman finished the poem but went on, seamlessly. He jumped from one poem written more than a hundred years before for a prince, to one he was improvising for a friend.

"Et je n'oserais jamais t'avouer, 

[And I would never admit]

Ce secret qui me hante, qui me fait rêver,

[This secret that haunts me, that dream,]

Sentir ta peau, glisser sous mes doigts curieux, 

[To feel your skin slide under my curious fingers,]

Sentir ton repos, et te voir aussi heureux. 

[To feel you rest and to see you so peaceful.]

Si j'étais un homme de grand courage, 

[If I was a man of great courage,]

Je te le dirais.

[I would tell you]

Qu'avant de dormir je vois une image,

[That before falling asleep I see one image,]

Celle de tes yeux sur moi pour l'éternité."

[That of your eyes on me for eternity.]

Spy stopped and sighed. The whole room now smelt like a forest in winter, yet the air was warm. He winced and started regretting it. Even though it was in French, declaring his love for his colleague was… odd. Arh, he shouldn't have. Such words don't need a translation to be understood. 

"Spook…?" 

"Oui?" 

"That prince's poem…"

"What about it?"

"Longest poem I've ever heard in my life." Sniper answered, his mouth half in the pillow, and his voice slightly muffled. Spy grinned.

"Well, I do apologise. I did not want to bore you." 

"Nah… It's fine. But uh… The end…"

"Oui?"

"Rhythm's different…" 

Spy raised an eyebrow but then shook his head.

"Indeed." 

"Why…?"

"Because it is not part of the poem." 

"What d'you mean?" 

"I… took the liberty to add a few verses, which by the way have nothing to do with the poem itself." Spy admitted.

"Oh…? What did you add…? I mean, what's it mean?"

Spy smiled, albeit sadly. He fell silent, thinking of the best way to answer. Meanwhile, Sniper sat up and turned to him. 

"Spook…? What is it?" He sat cross-legged in front of Spy who was sitting on his knees, his head lowered. 

"Sniper?"

"Yeah?" 

"If… If you were to put an arrow through me," Spy started, and Sniper listened carefully. They felt alone in the world in the intimacy of Spy's bedroom, in total darkness. "Where would you put it?" 

Sniper raised his index and poked Spy on his chest. "Like you with your knife, through your heart." 

Spy nodded and lowered his head again. He sat on his behind and raised his knees in front of him before wrapping his arms around his legs. 

"Why are you askin' this?" 

"Because you did exactly that, thus answering your own question better than I could have."

"What…?" Sniper took a moment to think. He had asked Spy what were those words that he improvised at the end of his poem, and the Frenchman had made him say that he put an arrow through his heart? "But I'd never shoot you, you're a teammate." Sniper answered. 

"I am a teammate?" Spy answered and Sniper clearly heard distress, maybe even disappointment. 

"Yeah, and a good mate." Sniper put his hand on Spy's shoulder and the Frenchman sighed. "What is it, Spy? Tell me?"

"And I would never admit

This secret that haunts me, that dream,

To feel your skin slide under my curious fingers,

To feel you rest and to see you so peaceful.

If I was a man of great courage,

I would tell you

That before falling asleep I see one image,

That of your eyes on me for eternity."

Sniper's jaw dropped. 

"These are the few verses that I added." Spy sighed and put a hand over his eyes. "Of course, it rhymes in French." 

Sniper opened round eyes of surprise. 

"Spook…" 

"Non. You don't need to say anything." Spy wiggled his shoulder to move Sniper's hand away and stood off of the bed. He headed for the bedroom's door. "You may dress back up and leave. I apologise and will understand if you wish to not spend more time with me." 

Sniper was about to answer but Spy left the bedroom and shut the door. He leaned his back on it and sank to the floor, hiding his face in his hands. 

What a moment of weakness…! Bravo, Spy, bravo. Four decades of existence and romantic adventures to ruin this. Remarkable! One would think that with more than forty years of existence and more than twice that number of romantic conquests, Spy would know better. But non. Or at least, not when it counted. 

If the seduction was part of the mission, then yes, of course, it would be a piece of cake. Spy would just be himself and chances are the person would fall. 

But Sniper was not part of any mission. He just happened to be the kind of company that Spy so rarely experienced. Witty remarks, banter, teasing… Everything was perfect with him, it flowed naturally and he didn't have to hide his job to the Aussie! 

There was close to no lies between them. Well, apart from Spy's feelings for his colleague. 

"Spook?"

Spy removed his hands off his face. Sniper was right on the other side of the door. 

"Spook, I know you're here… Uh… Can I open the door?" 

Spy pushed his heavy self back on his feet and adjusted his shirt. 

"Oui, you may. My apologies." He turned and went back to the sofa where he saw the bottle of wine, the glasses on the coffee table. Next to them, Hootsy was sleeping, wrapped in Perle's fur. 

Sniper pushed the door and entered the smoking room. 

"Uh… Spy?" He approached the sofa from behind.

Spy raised his hand to cut him short. He didn't want to drag this situation and make it more awkward. 

Sniper sighed. He stayed there, planted behind the sofa for a second. But then he frowned and walked around to sit next to the Frenchman. 

"Spy?" 

"What now? I told you, you may leave." 

"Where would you put your knife if you wanted to stab me from the front?" 

"What?" Spy finally turned to Sniper.

"Show me."

"Sniper-"

"Where?" He insisted. 

"You know where."

"Spook, just show it to me." 

"There." Spy nodded to Sniper's chest. 

"With your finger…" 

Spy sighed and pointed at Sniper's heart. 

"There, are you satisfied, now?' 

"No." Sniper wrapped his palm around Spy's finger and kept it hanging in the air in front of his chest. "Open your hand." 

"What?"

"Open your hand, c'mon." 

Spy obeyed and opened his palm.

"Now close your eyes." 

"Sniper, where is this going?" Spy asked, irritated.

"Nowhere if you don't do what I'm sayin'. Now, eyes, shut." 

Spy sighed and frowned but obeyed.

"Here…" Sniper pulled Spy's entire hand to his chest. "Now tell me what you said again."

"What? Why? You want to humiliate me now?" Spy opened his eyes.

"Shut up and bloody do it!" 

They locked eyes and stared madly at each other until Spy's eyebrows relaxed. If those were his last moments of friendship with Sniper, he would do anything the Aussie asked him. He closed his eyes again.

"And do it in French, please." 

Spy rolled his eyes behind his shut eyelids. Oui, Sniper, anything you want, he thought.

And so he repeated the few verses of his improvised poem. Spy knew how to appreciate poetry, not only in words but in any situation. Yet, he wasn't as good when it comes to making some of his own. 

As he recited the lines that he started to know by heart now, he felt Sniper's chest bumping against his palm harder and faster. Spy opened his eyes and looked down at Sniper's chest, then back up at his collar that he saw was trembling. He frowned, not understanding why Sniper’s heart would wake up while hearing gibberish…

Soon enough, he finished.

“D’you feel it?” Sniper asked and Spy frowned, lowering his eyes.

“I feel your heart, oui.”

“No, you felt it. Stop lyin’, Spook, be clear!”

“I am!”

“No!” Sniper answered and Spy looked away. “Please… You’re not making it easy for either of us. Just say what you think.”

“Fine. Oui, I felt your heart beat faster as I spoke. Why? Were you holding back laughter?”

“Why d’you always have to think that I’m mocking you? No! It’s the opposite, you idiot, I was bein’ moved!” Spy’s eyebrows jumped. “Yeah, I was bein’ moved! I… Look I have no idea what you just said meant, but I can feel it, ok? Listen to you when you speak French, you sound completely different! You don’t sound like a cold-blooded snake and you don’t sound like you’re just a mate, you sound so… so… sensitive!”

Spy’s blush was visible, even with his mask on. He was thankful the lights were off. Sniper tightened his grip on Spy’s hand.

“C’mere…” He pulled Spy from behind his neck and stuck his head on his chest. “Listen… D’you hear that?” Sniper whispered and Spy nodded against his chest. “What is it?”

“Your heart.”

“Yeah, now sit up, let me listen…” Sniper pushed his head against Spy’s chest and the Frenchman blushed beyond his ears. He started sweating under his mask. “I can hear yours. It does the same thing as mine.”

“What do you mean?” Spy asked.

“Gosh, you’re thick sometimes! Well, I love you too, you idiot! There, I said it, is that clearer? It’s gotta be, can’t make it more clear than that, eh?”

Spy slowly grinned, and his smile transformed in a smirk.

“Why’re you smug now?”

Spy poked Sniper’s heart.

“Boom, stabbed right in the heart, and you confessed before I did.”

“Wha-Spook!”

Spy chuckled. 

“I love you too, Bushman. Viens ici…”

[Come here...]

Spy pulled Sniper from his collar and kissed him passionately. When the surprise passed, and it soon did, Sniper wrapped his arms around Spy, one hand around his waist, the other on his back, pulling him to himself equally strongly. When their lips parted, both chuckled.

“I hate you when you play me like that, Spook.”

“Non, you don’t.”

“Shut up...” Sniper chuckled. 

“Not a chance.”

“Pfff…”

Their embrace lasted and they clung to each other, Spy’s head beneath Sniper’s jaw.

“Sniper?”

“Yeah?”

“Straighten your back.”

“Not my fault, you’re small.”

“It is your fault. You are too tall.”

“Tiny snake.”

“Giant kangaroo.”

“I love you.” Sniper tightened the hug.

“So do I, and I don’t intend to massage you everyday, so please, straighten your posture.”

“Nah.” Sniper answered.

“Why? Is it just to annoy me?”

“Partly, yeah.”

“What is the other part?” Spy asked, his eyes closed in the safety of the Aussie’s arms.

“The other part in me thinks that it wants more massages from you. You got amazing hands.” Sniper answered.

“Mh, you have seen nothing of what my hands are able to do, Bushman.” 

Spy smirked as he heard Sniper’s heartbeat jump under his masked ear. 

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Kiibo, Ryoma, and Kokichi (Seperately) With a fem! Ultimate Neko.

Wow! My first request! I hope you like this, anon! I had a lot of fun with this request! Anyway happy reading! I couldn’t really think of anything for Ryoma so he just gets a lil extra headcanons. And I may or may not have been a lil sappy for Kokichi’s but I overall enjoyed fulfilling this request!

Keebo, Ryoma, and Kokichi with a Fem!Ultimate Neko!S/O

Keebo

This was a “love at first sight” kind of deal

You two were the only non-human people in the class!

I headcanon that whenever Kiibo experiences something new, he watches a bunch of anime or reality tv shows to prepare for the moment itself.

If TV told him anything people like you had to stick together!

On the plus side, you were realllllllllllly pretty so it was only natural he introduced himself to you!

I mean he knows how to play it cool!

So-

“Hello! I am K1-B0, the Ultimate Robot! But please, address me as Kiibo!" He waved to you, all the while his internal fans were cooling himself down.You flinched, ears and tail pricked up before calming down. “Oh! My apologies! Did I startle you?” Did he already screw up??“Oh no, it’s alright! Kiibo-Kun, It happens!” Kiibo sighed internally. THANK GOD HE DIDN’T SCREW UP IN FRONT OF A PRETTY GIRL!

“Oh, where are my manners? I’m (Y/N) (L/N)! The Ultimate Neko! Nice to meetcha!” You smiled cutely, your fangs showing slightly. A Neko? What’s that? And then he looked it up…He then turned red. “O-oh! Tha-That’s cool!” He may or may not have come across a very “informative” source.

Thank you internet!

Now Kiibo doesn’t know how to talk to you!

Yay!

But after months of encouragement from Kaede, Kaito, Maki, Shuichi, Miu, and Kokichi Kokichi just threatened to prank him for the rest of his days as if he wasn’t going to already

He finally confessed!

And it all went uphill from there.

When people make remarks about you, you can expect a “HEY! THATS NEKOPHOBIC!” from Kiibo almost immediately after they said that.

He started watching a lot of animes with nekos in them recommended by Tsumugi since he was wayyyyyyyyyy too embarrassed to ask you about it.

Cuddle time is the absolute best for you two.

WHY ARE YOU SO WARM??

KIIBO WANTS THAT

You two were cuddling and thanks to your warmth, you took care of both of your needs for warmth.

“Sweetie...Can I tell you something?” You wrapped your tail around him and your ears were pinned to your head. You were clearly drowsy. “Yes, (Y/N)?” He wasn’t really sure for a nickname and couldn’t think of a good one so he just calls you by your name with no honorifics. ”Just know I love you, alright? No matter what..” and then you were about to fall asleep but then you noticed something.

Kiibo had shut down.

His face was bright red and he shut down.

You killed him.

Thanks a lot (Y/N) >:(

Ryoma

He went to his usual place for cats, that one alleyway he always went when he needed to breathe after a long day.

The first day at Hope’s Peak Academy is nerve-wracking.

Even the calmest person would agree so

Besides, he was a criminal

Everyone would either avoid or question him

As he rounded the corner, he saw someone

He didn’t get a good look but-

He knew they wouldn’t want to get involved with a criminal.

So he left, thinking that they didn’t notice him

Oh how wrong he was.

“Hey! You’re that guy!” Ryoma just looked over to you, internally scanning your appearance. “Yup, but I don’t think you’d like to associate yourself with me so bye” He was about to walk off before you interrupted “Wha?? I have no idea what you’re talking about?” You flicked your tail quizzingly. ”I saw you the other day! Were you going to visit the cats?” Your head tilted slightly.

”Do you like cats? Oh! I forgot to introduce myself! I’m the Ultimate Neko, (Y/N) (L/N)!” Too bright, he thought. “And you are?” Your wide eyes blinked. "Ryoma Hoshi, the man called the Ultimate Tennis Pro... no longer exists. I'm nothing more than his empty shell." “Huh? Well maybe if we try hard enough we can make that empty shell not so empty!”

After that you two were attached to the hip

You asked him out since Ryoma being Ryoma didn’t expect you to return his feelings so he kept quiet.

There is already plenty people scared of him so you don’t need to worry about anyone commenting on your appearance.

Cuddles?

Daily Cuddles.

This relationship is so wholesome-

I swear-

You both depend on each other so much-

You are each other’s comfort

Home.

Etc.-

And finally

FINALLY

Ryoma doesn’t feel like a criminal

Kokichi

One of his D.I.C.E. members was on a call the other day

Kokichi, being curious, may have over heard a conversation about the caller going to Hope’s Peak and being nervous, slightly nervous?

Though the caller’s deadpan tone didn’t really help with conveying that...

So the caller is going to be in his year :o

This will be very interesting!

Also the D.I.C.E. member seems to be calling you ‘kitty-chan’ or ‘neko-san’ or something...

Probably a nickname thing!

"I'm Kokichi Oma, the Ultimate Supreme Leader!" You blinked. Then blinked again. ”I... didn’t ask...” You then looked back to the window. Her voice is … familiar... He thought.

“Well, I'm just the supreme leader of an evil secret organization. That's all. I gotta say, it's pretty impressive. My organization has over 10,000 members! Or not!" You glanced at him as your tail brushed against his shoes. “So I’ve heard...” you patted his head. You knew who he was. Your childhood friend worked for him. Your friend always talked about D.I.C.E. so they of course talked about their leader.

“What about you?” “Oh.. I’m the Ultimate Neko, (Y/N) (L/N). Nothin’ special”

And so began your friendship began

Well not really it was more like Kokichi’s questioning and in turn you sorta followed him around.

Then you became closer and *BOOM* you started dating each other

Your D.I.C.E. member friend gave him the “talk” and he had the ok to continue dating you.

Whenever someone dares to make a negative remark about your appearance, they get the same treatment that Miu does for the rest of their life

He asks you annoying questions sometimes that are meant to tease but you know that it is like I said just teasing so you don’t respond.

You don’t really smile or laugh at all, but Kokichi knows you still feel.

You just don’t express easily.

It was cuddle time after a long day of Kokichi’s pranking and school. Kokichi no matter how tall you are is the big spoon and he’s teasing you.

“Who knew your ears were so fluffy, cutie cat-chan?” He continued to pet your ears softly and gently. He snickered, his eyes closed but once he opened them... He saw something he always dreamed of seeing.

Your smile... It was happy, cheerful yet it was soft. He always wanted to see it but. He never thought it would look this...perfect and so you. One of the softest people he knew.

“So pretty...”

“What was that?” “N-nothing!” You had heard Kokichi loud and clear. Plus he was really flustered. First time you ever saw him like that. So today was a great day for the both of you.

[sope-and-shine]

My Favorite Kitty

-> SFW // Shifter!AU // fluff, angst (if you squint) // Shifter!Taehyung -> Pairing: Yoongi x Taehyung -> Word Count:  3.6k -> Summary: What else is Yoongi supposed to do when his best friend gets him a cat but accept it and take care of the fluffy creature. But Jin may not have told him everything about his new pet.  -> Warning(s): mild language, nightmares, avoiding sleep, Kim Seokjin (cause I think he should always have his own warning) 

a/n: Sooo... I’ve been working on this for almost a year... cause I’m a dummy who can’t write consistently... BUT it’s finally done and just in time for @cest-la-tae​‘s birthday. Daija boop I know you been waiting for this since I hard you read is months ago, so I hope you like it!

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Yoongi honestly doesn’t remember how he and Jin became friends. Sure he’d tell people Jin had annoyed and followed him so much that he didn’t have a choice. But neither boy could ever think of a time they didn’t know each other. Maybe they met in school before Yoongi’s parents had died in that freak accident. Yoongi remembers being so scared and alone, everything he knew was suddenly going away. And then he found himself living with his best friend and that’s how it’s been since. He’d never be able to forget how much he owed Jin’s family and the man himself.

Growing up with Jin had been an adventure. The two were polar opposites. Jin was a people person, beautiful, popular, the ideal student. Yoongi wanted nothing more than to be left alone, keep his head down and simply do what was needed to achieve his dreams.

But regardless of what he wanted, people knew him. They’d have to be living in the stone age not to know the illustrious Kim Seokjin’s broody best friend. They were nice to him because otherwise Jin would have their heads, and no one wanted to be on the King’s bad side.

Yoongi had never been a fan of two-faced bitches, so anyone who tried to make nice with him simply to get to Jin, well they were in for a rough time. Some could describe Yoongi as nasty and vicious. Once a girl even tried to tell Jin to cut Yoongi out of Jin’s life. That had not ended well.

Even now that the boys had long since become adults with their own lives, they constantly inserted themselves into each other's lives. Jin made no secret that he loves Yoongi like a brother. And, while Yoongi would never admit it outloud, he loves that brat to death. They graduated college together and Jin went off to make a name for himself as an up and coming actor. Yoongi got to live out his childhood dream, creating and producing music. He preferred staying behind the scenes, being a faceless artist but his music was out there now. They even ended up at the same entertainment company.

Jin flourished, making friends wherever he went, just like always. Yoongi kept to himself, just like always, only having two close friends besides Jin. He’d help them with their own music and they weren’t as loud and boisterous as Jin, so he didn’t mind when they stuck around. Well, actually Hoseok was quite loud but his cheerful personality and kind heart made it hard to turn him away. Yoongi’s world was small and quiet and he was perfectly fine.

Mr Kim Seokjin, however, thought that wasn’t enough. He thought his pretty Yoongi should be out there living it up. He made a decent amount of money and was more than smart enough to do great at work while cutting loose. But that wasn’t what Yoongi wanted, and Jin respected that.

He still thought the man should at least have a roommate or a pet or something! Or he should have at least accepted that date Jin had tried to set up for him and Hoseok. Well before Jin had realized he had a crush on Hoseok and went on the date himself. But still, Jin constantly pestered his small friend about expanding his circle just a little bit. He wanted to disrupt Yoongi’s peaceful little world and he wasn’t going to stop until he won.

Yoongi was perfectly fine living alone. He was happy with his handful of friends and his quiet empty apartment. He didn’t want to go out cause that meant dealing with people and people were annoying. He was fine just going to work and staying home. He was a grown ass man and what he did with his life was his own choice.

Besides, Yoongi would rather keep his problems to himself. He felt bad enough that his horrible sleeping schedule was messing with his work schedule and caused Jin to worry, even if he really didn’t need to. He’d feel worse disrupting any little animal inhabiting his small studio apartment, let alone another human. He got sleep, albeit at strange hours, and handled his workload perfectly fine. The man just had a little insomnia and some nightmares from time to time, but that didn’t make him someone who needed to be babied. Jin didn’t need to constantly worry and look after him, it was getting old.

What does it matter if his annoying friend thinks Yoongi needs a pet? He doesn’t. He is perfectly fine on his own. Who cares what Seokjin thinks? Yet he still decides to waltz into the apartment at the ass crack of dawn carrying a fucking cat.

Ok, so maybe the cat was really cute. He’s pretty blue eyes staring up at him made Yoongi’s resolve weaken. But he refused to let Jin be right. Even if this cat had the softest fluffiest cream colored fur in existence. Nope Yoongi wanted nothing to do with this adorable baby.

Jin dumps the poor cat onto Yoongi’s lap before moving about the apartment setting things up for the fluffy creature. “What’s his name?” 

“I’m not keeping him, Jin.” Yoongi grumbles, finding himself regretting giving Jin a key for the millionth time.

“Why not?” Jin doesn’t even falter in his mission, knowing this time he’ll win. “What’s the harm?”

Yoongi cautiously peers down at the cat before shooing him off the bed. Deciding that a large cup of black coffee was the only thing that could help him deal with his dearest friend at the moment, the dark haired man brushed past the tiny creature to trudge to his little kitchen. “I don’t know the first thing about caring for a cat, for starters. I don’t even have the things he would need. And I’m busy with work.”

“I bought you stuff. It’s in the living room. And I know your work schedule, you can’t pull that I’m too busy crap.” Yoongi grabbed a mug only to find Jin sliding him a large cup of coffee from his favorite cafe. He ignores Yoongi’s hard glare in favor of picking up the fluffy feline. “Just give him attention, feed him, and change the litter. Easy. He basically takes care of himself.”

It was a long, hard fought battle, but in the end he kept the cat. Actually, no it wasn’t. All it took was the little fluffy ball curling into Yoongi’s belly and his soft purrs for the small man to know Tata was never leaving his side. 

Even though he’d never tell Jin, maybe Yoongi really had needed Tata. He was the sweetest baby, alway staying nearby or tucked into his side. He was the perfect companion for his lazy ass. And a great cuddle buddy when he went to sleep at night.

Tata was such an amazing addition to his world. So Yoongi really hated it when he’d wake up, tears on his cheeks after a nightmare, only to find his little friend staring up from his place on the man’s chest. He’d say it was fine, more to himself than the cat, but the stubborn boy never listened. Yoongi found it odd. He’d alway heard cats were less caring and standoffish, he’d even been compared to a cat by several people for his blunt and, at times, harsh actions. But this little guy was anything but. He’d watch Yoongi closely until he slipped back into slumber, curled up on his chest the whole time.

Yoongi never remembered the nightmares but they kept coming, and they only got worse. He slowly slept less and less. It had been weeks and the most sleep he’d gotten was 45 minute naps here and there. 

By the time a month had passed, he knew something had to change. But the man couldn’t bring himself to do anything. So Yoongi continued on as if he’d die if he slept too long. And every time he stayed up through the night, the faithful kitten was right there with him. Always looking at his human with a sad glint in his eyes, like he wanted to help but didn’t know how.

By now his coworkers and few friends had noticed the change. Yoongi was a phenomenal producer and, even with his lack of sleep, still was, but his work wasn’t at its best. That and he had to fight to stay awake as time went on. Hoseok had accidentally woken him up after barging into the smaller’s studio to tell him about the progress he had made on his mixtape. Meanwhile, Namjoon had to continually keep him from dozing off while the two worked together on songs for their own releases. Needless to say they were concerned and if Namjoon and Hoseok knew, it was only a matter of time before Jin found out as well.

Which he had, and quickly hunted Yoongi down to yell at him. He made it very clear if the man came into work the next day, he’d get the CEO of the company to ban him for 2 weeks. And Yoongi knew Jin could pull that off, at this point his chaotic best friend owned the company in all but name. Plus Bang PD always wanted to take care of his people, so the CEO would probably ban him without Jin even asking.

So he stayed home. It was easier to stay awake doing chores around his apartment than sitting in his small studio anyway. And he could dote on his pretty kitty this way. 

Yoongi spent his new found free day organizing the kitchen. How on earth some of these things ended up where they did he had no idea. He must’ve thrown his favorite coffee mix on the top shelf while unpacking in a hurry, because otherwise he’d never put it there. Besides the fact he couldn’t reach up there without climbing on the counter, the mix always went right next to the coffee maker to fuel the man’s dependence of the dark bean juice. 

The day dragged on and still Yoongi refused to rest. At one point he thought the sleep deprivation was getting to him when he heard the toilet flush even though he was nowhere near the bathroom. When he walked in and found Tata sitting on the closed lid staring up at him, Yoongi decided it was the perfect time to make a big pot of coffee and move on to scrubbing the bathroom. Tata stayed for a moment before bolting off to the kitchen, probably on a quest for his food.

Before long Yoongi’s phone was constantly going off, vibrating harshly against the ceramic tub. Not wanting to add a headache to his ever growing list of problems, he quickly snatched the annoying contraption to see a multitude of texts from Jin, Hobi, and Namjoon, all with varying degrees of threats. Really it was only Jin making threats, Namjoon and Hobi were simply telling him to rest up and take care of himself. Yoongi rolled his eyes, looking at the time before locking his phone. 

10:33 PM, the perfect time for him to start drinking his fresh coffee and start a Marvel marathon. Grabbing his biggest mug, Yoongi fills it up to the brim, lazily running his hand through Tata’s fur. Setting up his laptop with his first movie of the night. As the intro plays, he takes a huge sip of his warm coffee and cuddles up with Tata.

As the night passed by, Yoongi found himself just getting more and more sleepy, no matter how much coffee he drank. He was tired but he wouldn’t- no, couldn’t sleep. So the small man curled up on his bed, at the point of exhaustion where he just wanted to cry. But crying meant sleep, and sleep meant dreams. So he only curled around his pillow tighter and watched the seconds slip away. 

He’s so tired that he doesn’t question the deep voice humming to him and the warm arms that wrap around his smaller frame. It soothes him in the worst way, making him lethargic instead of more aware. It feels as though a memory is seeping through in his haze and attempts to lull him. Yoongi tries to fight sleep but the second his back hits the warmth behind him he’s gone.

The next thing he knew, Yoongi was snuggling deeper into the bed trying to hide from the sun’s blinding rays. When he finally managed to force his eyes open all the exhaustion from the previous night was gone. 

He barely remembered falling asleep, just the comforting warmth. The man had felt so safe and, honestly, he’d never slept better. No dreams, just sweet beautiful darkness. He’d slept so well Yoongi didn’t even remember his alarm going off.

Maybe that’s because it hadn’t. As he fumbled for his phone and caught a glimpse of the time, the small man felt his stomach drop. 1:33 PM. The numbers glared back, mocking him. He’d already missed about half a day of work, and he wasn’t about to miss the rest.

As he started to rush around, trying to look at least somewhat alive, he failed to notice the confused looking man sitting on his kitchen counter. “What’s the fuss for, hyung? You should be resting.”

“I have to get to work. I’ve already missed enough.” The smaller threw back at the blonde.

His entrancing blue eyes light up as he proudly claims, “I already called off for you!”

Yoongi stopped in the middle of the room, “Called… off?”

“Yeah! So you can get some more rest.” The man’s boxy smile grew larger, despite the slight scowl slowly appearing on the other’s face.

“I’m not going back to sleep.” Yoongi walked past the cute but annoying man, grabbing one of his coffee cups.

“Do you need more sleeping pills?”

“I don’t…” Yoongi paused, shaking his head before continuing to pour himself a cup of coffee from the pot he made last night. He didn’t have time to start a fresh pot, he’d have to settle for warming this one up in the microwave. “I’ve never taken a sleeping pill.”

“Yes you have. Hyung said you had to ingest them but I figured you’d find them in your food. But they disappeared in the black stuff.”

Yoongi stopped and slowly turned to face the man, his happiness not at all affected by the pure stupidity that had just left his mouth. “You put sleeping pills… in my coffee.”

“Yeah in the pot.”

After a moment of dumbly staring at the man, Yoongi grabbed the coffee pot and promptly dumped it down the drain. 

The blonde cried out as he watched the dark liquid go down the drain.  “But I made that for you.” Yoongi knew the man probably had a little pout on his face just from the cute whiny voice.

“I appreciate the sentiment however if in the future you could try not to poison me that’d be great.” The shorter turned back to face the man perched on his counter, and sighed. “And can you stop sitting on the conter like a fucking cat.”

With a sheepish smile, the man slipped off the counter and walked towards Yoongi. He stopped barley an inch away and dropped his head onto the smaller man’s shoulder. He reached to hold Yoongi’s waist but paused, seemingly thinking better of it. “‘M sorry.” He whispered, his breath ghosting over Yoongi’s collarbone and sending shivers up the man’s spine. Yoongi sighed and wrapped an arm around his waist, slipping the other up to run through the soft blonde strands. The taller melted into Yoongi’s touch, bringing his hands to cling on Yoongi’s waist and nuzzle into his neck.

They simply stood there, the blonde practically trying to wrap himself around Yoongi as they cuddled. Yoongi thought they probably made quite the picture at the moment, the tall blonde man with enchanting blue eyes looked quite small now. Yoongi didn’t try to fight the small smile, knowing the only one who could see it was buried in his neck. This moment was so peaceful, Yoongi almost never wanted it to end.

Suddenly the smaller realized a very crucial detail. He had no idea who this man was and how he got into his apartment. So Yoongi decided to do what any logical person would do; shout, shove him off, and throw the rest of his cold coffee at the startled man.

“Why’d you throw that at me?! I made that for you with love!!” The blonde cried, trying to wipe the coffee off his face.

“Get the fuck out of my house weirdo!” Yoongi took his chance to run over and grab his frying pan. He may not be the best at self defense but he could wield a mean frying pan. 

However, Yoongi hadn’t been expecting the blonde to have such quick reflexes. The moment he turns to swing, he feels a large hand wrap around his wrist. Firm and strong, but gentle at the same time. Yoongi tried to use his only hand to get free, only to end up with both hands being held in the blonde’s while he gently took the frying pan and set it down on the counter. “Jin-hyung did say you were feisty but I wasn’t expecting this.”

Yoongi stopped struggling, zeroed in on one very important word. “What did that stupid asshole do now?!”

“Hyung is the reason I’m here, remember?”

Yoongi scoffed, once again regretting giving Jin a key. He really needed to get that back. ��No, my loving best friend didn’t say anything about letting a stranger into my apartment.”

“But I’m not a stranger, I’m Tata.”

Yoongi paused to look at the man, finally noticing his hair and eyes match his precious cat’s exactly. That and the feline has been missing the entire time the man has been here. “I thought hyung told you.”

“No, that little shit didn’t tell me anything.” Yoongi grumbled, seemingly done with fighting. Tae hesitantly let him go, pleased when he wasn’t immediately attacked.

“I thought that’s why you called me Tata. Cause you knew.” After receiving a confused and annoyed look, he continued on. “You know, cause my name is Taehyung?”

Yoongi didn’t say a word as he grabbed his phone off the couch. Angrily jabbing at it, he made his way to the contact to call his favorite hyung. 

Jin answered after the first few rings, sounding as cheerful as ever. “Hey, Yoongi.”

“Yeah, hey. WHAT THE FUCK!” Yoongi knew starting a shouting match with Jin would break his ears, but at the moment he couldn’t find it in himself to care.

“Yah, you brat! Where’s the respect?!” came Jin’s indignant reply, so loud even Tae flinched from his spot on the couch.

“You don’t get any, you bitch. You gave me a fucking human?!” Yoongi growled out, wishing Jin were here so he could lovingly strangle him.

“Shifter.”

“You shut up.” Yoongi glared at Tae, causing the blonde to put up his hand in surrender. Pleased that one of the two idiots might behave for the moment, he went back to trying to figure out what the hell his dearest friend was thinking. “Jin I swear I’m-”

“Going to kill me? Yeah I know. But look, you like Tata and Tae is the same person.”

Yoongi flops down on the couch with a sigh, “He is a human. I had a cat yesterday and now I have a human.”

“No take backsies! Love you bye!”

“JIN!!” Yoongi shoots up again, ready to scream and curse Kim Seokjin to hell and back, but Jin had already ended the call. “I should’ve poured that coffee on his fucking head.”

Yoongi sighed, falling back onto the couch and holding his phone up “Hey Siri, add kill Kim Seokjin to my to-do list.”

There’s a moment of silence before Yoongi is reminded of Taehyung’s presence. The shifter softly placed his hand on Yoongi’s smaller one, his expression solom. “Do I have to leave now?”

“... No. I just don’t know what to do,” Yoongi sighed and opened his arms, an invitation Tae quickly accepted, curling into the elder’s side.

“Well you can throw out the cat food. It’s nasty.” Tae mumbled, his disgust causing a gummy smile to appear on Yoongi’s soft lips “And then we can get food and cuddle for the next week.”

Yoongi’s smile dims once he remembers food means money, and money means work. “I have to go back to work.” He made no effort to move from Taehyung’s comforting embrace no matter how many times he repeated that.

“Yeah after you get more rest. Please hyung?” Tae gently pulled Yoongi closer, trying to tempt him to stay, using his best puppy dog eyes and cutest pout for good measure.

“Ugh fine.” Tae’s boxy grin returned as he nuzzled into Yoongi’s side. The smaller tried to fight off the blush rising up and softly placed a kiss on Tae’s head. The shifter perked up at the action, blue eyes staring intently in dark brown ones, before tackling Yoongi and showering his face with kisses. He tried fighting back, but Yoongi has discovered when it comes to Tae, he can’t say no.

“I liked you better when you were smaller.” Yoongi whispered once Tae had stopped, his soft smile showing of his gums and making Tae’s heart melt. They affectionately stare at each other for a while longer, before uncertainty creeps into Taehyung’s gaze. 

“It’s really ok for me to stay?” His voice was so quiet, Yoongi almost missed it. But he didn’t and his face softens, his gaze warm and comforting. His hands move to gently cup Tae’s face, his thumbs running over his cheeks.

“Yes Tae. I’d be sad if my favorite kitty left.”

[bakafox]

Brave Ser Oreo

So, it’s taken me a while to want to mention it on social media, but it IS an important, if sad, life update regarding my life, and also, some online friends loved my Oreo vicariously through my photos of him.

But last month, at approximately 14 years of age, my Brave Ser Oreo died.

Today I finally had help digging the hole I was too damned depressed to dig myself, to bury his ashes under a rose bush a good friend of mine helped me get for that purpose.

He was my cuddliest, snuggliest, boy, my shadow, my guard, my baby, my escort, up until close to the end when he started wanting distance from me, and looked for places to hide around the house, refusing to allow more than brief pettings. 

I miss him terribly, Kuiper kitty also misses him terribly, and does a lot more meowing and yowling for attention, now that his best snuggle buddy’s gone. Solas is trying to become the Big Kitty Cheese around the house, but doesn’t have Oreo’s grumpy-towards-other-cats panache. Caduceus is a cuddle-boy in bed, but not on the couch, and not often at my desk, so it’s a bit lonely when I’m at my PC now. (Jester sits in my lap on the couch and sleeps in bed with me generally, but still is very against regular petting and rather shy/distant.)

Oreo was THE cat that truly helped me keep it together when mom got sick and died, much as I loved Solas and managed to keep him, too, through the move and crisis. I’ve legitimately never had a cat so dependent on me and who I was so equally dependent on, and this shit of out-living them all never gets easier.

So, this is the obituary for the best secret agent yak a human can ever have cuddled, born under our house in TX, adopted into the house by my mom due to a snowstorm, and generally Softest, Scaredest, boy/old man.

[thestarsaroundyourscars]

“I didn’t drive all this way to say ‘hey’.”, or “don’t tempt me” for the reddie prompt :)

Thank you! I’m incapable of keeping these prompts short, SORRY AND ENJOY  💗

"Richie!" 

The train station was buzzing with people and activity and it didn’t surprise Eddie when Richie didn’t hear his voice over all that noise. He watched as Richie kept walking, a mop of dark curls so tall that Eddie could see him over the crowd even without having to stand on his tiptoes. What he couldn’t do was catch up to Richie and his big strides, not unless he broke into a run. He didn’t think twice about doing it, no matter how cliché it might look, he needed to get to Richie before he boarded that train. It was hard when people got in his way though. 

“Shit sorry.” Eddie mumbled at a woman when he bumped against her. He tripped over a man's suitcase but managed to regain his balance before face planting into the floor of a crowded train station. "Fuck. Stupid Richie with his stupid long legs."

Eddie would be lying if he said he didn't love those long legs though or if he said that he didn't love the man they were attached to. He still wasn’t sure if it was possible to love someone after knowing them for only one summer. It was barely enough time to even get to know a person, let alone fall in love with them yet here he was, chasing after Richie, hoping to get to him before he got on that train and disappeared from Eddie’s life. 

They had come to a decision last night. Well Eddie had. Richie had reluctantly agreed that while they had a great summer together, it was better if they go their separate ways. Easier, Eddie had said. Richie lived on the other side of the country and even if his aunt lived in the same town as Eddie and he could visit, it would be too complicated to stay together. They had an amazing last night, they said their goodbyes and Eddie had gone to bed with his heart aching but his resolve intact. 

It was less than ten hours later, Richie hadn’t even left yet and Eddie was already regretting his decision. He wished he could take it back. He wished he could tell Richie that he changed his mind. 

He wished Richie would fucking notice him and stop fucking walking. 

"Richie!" 

Finally, Richie stopped. He looked around in confusion until his eyes landed on Eddie and they widened, his jaw literally dropping. 

"Oh thank God." Eddie muttered under his breath, slowing down his pace and walking the remaining distance that separated him from Richie. 

"Eddie?" He asked, gawking at him. "What the fuck are you doing here?" 

"What? No 'hey' or 'it's good to see you Eds'?" Eddie asked, panting slightly. 

Richie huffed, eyebrows knitting together. "I- of course it's nice to see you Eds but what the fuck?"

Eddie waved him off, he was bouncing on his feet, still vibrating with the adrenaline of chasing Richie all the way there and the anxiety of how this would play out. "That's okay, I didn't drive all this way to say hey."

"Why did you drive here?" Richie asked. "I thought you said all there was to be said last night.” 

“Yeah, well. Those were all fucking lies.”

“Which part?”

“All of it. I don’t want you to disappear. I don’t want to forget about you. I don’t want this ―us to be just a summer fling. I want you. I want to try to make this work with you.” 

“But you don’t believe in long distance relationships, you said―”

“Shut up, I know what I said! But that was just me being scared and stupid, which I still am. Scared, I mean. Because I’ve never felt this way about anyone before and it terrifies, because I’ve only known you for a couple of months! And that’s why I thought it would be easy to go back to how things were before knowing you, but I was wrong. I don’t want to do that, I don’t even think I that I can do it. What I want to do is to be with you because meeting you this summer was the best thing that happened to me, in a long time. If not ever. ” Eddie said, words jamming together with how fast he was talking. He wouldn’t be surprised if Richie didn’t understand half of what he said but when he finally looked up, he found Richie staring at him with the softest eyes and the dopiest smile so maybe he had at least caught the jist of it. “Are you going to say something? Please say something.”

“Hold me Eds, that was beautiful.” Richie teased, clutching at his chest with his hand. 

Eddie slapped his shoulder with a growl. “Fuck you! I’m being serious Richie!” 

“Ow! I know! I was being serious last night. I told you I was all in Eddie, that I didn’t want this to be over just because I live on the other side of the country but you said you couldn’t do it―” Eddie opened his mouth but Richie shushed him with his finger. “You said you couldn’t do it and I respected that but if you want this, if you want to try this with me, then I’m fucking in.”

Eddie smiled, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “I want this. I’m sorry I was an idiot last night.”

“Hey I’m an idiot most of the time and you don’t mind.” Richie laughed, eliciting a giggle from Eddie. “I’m just glad you changed your mind.”

“Well I’m glad you didn’t. I don’t know what I would have done if you had turned me down. Probably jump in front of that train.”

Richie laughed, scooping Eddie up in his arms, wrapping them around his waist and spinning the two of them around. “I could never turn you down Eds."

"Rich stop." Eddie chastised, but his laughter undercut the meaning of his words. "People are staring!"

"You just chased after me in a crowded train station, yelling my name, people were already staring Spaghetti." Richie said, but put him down nonetheless. "By the way, that was really romantic of you Eds. You really know how to make a lady swoon.” He added, fanning himself, dramatically. 

Eddie rolled his eyes but his lips tugged up into a smile. Before he could answer they were interrupted by a voice speaking into the intercom, the words resonating throughout the station. "Ladies and gentlemen, the ten AM train with destination to Bangor will depart from platform 4 in approximately ten minutes. Passengers are required to board the train to ensure a timely departure."

"That's your train isn't it?" Eddie asked, knowing the answer even before Richie nodded, having seen the way his face fell when he heard the announcement. 

“Are you sure I can’t convince you to come with me? We can still get you a ticket.” Richie tried to joke but Eddie knew he meant every word. 

Eddie wished he could say yes and go with him but he couldn’t so he swallowed the lump in his throat and offered Richie a weak smile. “Don’t tempt me.”

“See, you say that but all I hear the exact opposite.” Richie chuckled. Eddie saw that his eyes were shiny with unshed tears, the back of his own eyes were starting to burn. “If it’s about the money we can skip the ticket, I’ll hide you in my suitcase when it’s time for them to check. I know for a fact you’re quite bendy.” He winked.  

“Shut up.” Eddie said. “You know I would if I could.”

Richie sighed loudly. “Yeah I know. I guess I’ll call you when I make it to Bangor?”

“Yeah. And when you get to the airport. And then when you land. And just― whenever you want.”

“You got it Eds.” 

Eddie nodded, biting on his bottom lip. Hard. He hoped that the pain would distract him from the sting in his eyes from trying to hold back the tears. It didn’t and he felt a tear escape, but before he could wipe it away and pretend it was never there, Richie used his thumb to catch it.

"Hey, none of that Eds. We'll see each other again. I'll come visit you as soon as I can. And I'll call and text and skype." Eddie nodded again, he didn't trust his voice not to break if he tried to speak. 

They had already done this the night before and it had felt more final than this. Yesterday it was a goodbye, whereas now it felt more like a see you later ―see you soon was better― and yet he hadn’t shed a single tear last night. 

The voice repeated the message, only this time it announced that the train would be leaving in only five minutes, meaning it was time for Richie to go. 

Having said what he needed to say, Eddie cradled Richie's face in his hands and pulled him down for one last kiss. They broke it off quickly, running out of time. 

"I have to go."

"I know."

"I'll miss you.

"I'll miss you too."

I love you, Eddie wanted to say but he didn't, he would save it until they saw each other again, which he hoped would happen sooner rather than later. 

"Don't forget to wave your handkerchief at me Eds, I'll be watching from the window."

Eddie let out a snort. “Why would I have a handkerchief with me? This isn’t the nineteenth century.”

“I’m buying you a handkerchief for next time.”

"Fine, as long as come all the way here to give it to me." 

"Oh I'll give it to you." Richie teased, waggling his eyebrows. He walked backwards, away from Eddie and towards the platform. "Bye Eds."

"Bye Richie."

Eddie watched him get on the train, true to his word, Richie found a seat by the window and waved at Eddie. And even if he didn’t have a handkerchief, Eddie waved back until he couldn’t see Richie anymore.  

Prompt came from this list, you can still send me a number and a ship and I’ll write something. Still have a few coming up :)

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[copperbadge]

Hi Sam ! I'm thinking about finally adopting two cats, but I still have some doubts. I know that I will make them happy, that's the whole point of having cats, but I'm just to see how much efforts I'll have to do. Do the sisters share everything ? Same litter box ? Same water bowl ?

These were worries I had too, to be honest. Mostly I worried about being competent enough to scoop their litterbox daily, which I solved by buying an Omega Paw rolling box, which makes scooping super easy.

My Cryptids are a bonded pair, so they do, yes, share just about everything. If you want two cats who get along and share, tell the shelter or adoption agency that you’re looking for a bonded pair or a pair of siblings who like each other. They’re harder to adopt out, so the shelter should be able to help you easily.   

Let me give you a little breakdown, though....

In the morning, the kittens wake me up and I feed them breakfast, which is a small Sheba cup of wet food each (roughly 15 minutes). 

Then I sit on the couch for a while, which often involves lap time with the kitties (15 minutes to an hour, depending).  

In the evening I get home and they rub my ankles while I drop my bag; Polk attacks my shoelaces as I untie them. They sit on the bed and tell me about their day while I change out of my work clothes, and then I feed them dinner (roughly 20 minutes). 

In the evening I try to give them at least 20 minutes of play time, with cat dancers or the laser pointer or lap pats. 

Daily, I scoop their litterbox, dumping the litter into a trash can I bought for that purpose (about 5 minutes, and then once a week I empty the trash can, maybe 10 minutes). 

They share one dry-food bowl -- until they got big they used to share one wet-food plate, but now they each have their own. I refill the dry-food bowl whenever it’s empty, usually daily around dinnertime. They don’t REALLY need a wet food dinner so I’ve been considering weaning them off of it; it was more vital when they were babies and underweight. 

I have three water bowls located around the condo -- one near their food, one in the living room, one in the bedroom. I rinse and refill them about every two-three days, because they’re large. (about 10 minutes)

So in the course of a week, the time they require is about an hour per day. The time we actually spend together is between an hour and two hours more per day. Sometimes that’s just me working on the computer and them sleeping nearby.

If you establish a routine, the whole thing is pretty easy. Daily feedings go on autopilot, and weekend trash emptying is the norm. I didn’t have much trouble integrating them into my life, and the joy they bring me is acute. Even just from a physical standpoint, I love to pet them; Dearborn is the softest creature I’ve ever encountered, and Polk LOVES to be brushed. So for me the joy is absolutely worth it. 

If you’re feeling on the fence, however, my suggestion would be to talk to your local shelter about becoming a foster. The cats you foster will be impermanent, so you get a sense of the job without making a commitment, and if you really feel you can’t care for them, you can say so openly and without fear of stigma. If fostering goes well, you can speak to the shelter about adopting, or you might even find you “foster fail” on a cat or two that catches your fancy. :) 

Good luck! 

[banghyung]

happy (f)

word count - 1.5k

warnings - fluff, tsundere!sunwoo

member - Sunwoo of The Boyz

request - “can u do a tsundere sunwoo fluff where the shy reader and him both wont admit they like eachother and in the end they kiss or something idk asdfgkl i love ur work and love cliche anime shit oof”

a/n - ahhhh thank you so much! I thought this would be a good scenario to try a new style, I hope you like it! :D

sunwoo?

yeah, you know sunwoo

everyone knows sunwoo

most know him as that hot guy that walks around school with a resting bitch face

you know him as that hot guy that sulks in the corner of music comp

what you don’t know is that he’s actually the softest bean

he had to bribe his friends with a month’s worth of food so that they wouldn’t blow his cover

“I just wanna be edgy foR ONCE”

“Sunwoo you cry watching romance movies”

“and when you see cute pictures of animals” 

“and-”

“THE WHOLE SCHOOL DOESN’T NEED TO KNOW THAT”

hyunjae and eric still laugh when they see him walk through the halls like he owns the place

sunwoo, ya know the hardass that he is, oftentimes comes home and guSHES over you

“hYUNGs Y/N was wearing the cutest outfit today I walked into class and almost started yelling”

“you mean like you’re yelling now?”

“shut up eric no one asked you”

despite how much you made him melt inside

he always kept up his dark, mysterious persona

and no matter how hot you thought he was

you were always too shy to talk to him

besides he has the whole school drooling after him, why would your attention in particular be anything special

you stopped any feelings from growing for that reason

until

you’re walking home after getting off work late one night when you hear a familiar voice coming from an alley

“come here kitty kitty, i just want to pet you”

out of sheer curiosity, you peeked your head into the alleyway 

and who did you find?

none other than Mr. Edgy himself, Kim Sunwoo

“stop running away from me I just want tO LOVE YOU”

“Sunwoo?”

he whipped his head around, scaring the cat more and causing it to leave various gashes in sunwoo’s exposed arm before running away

“oh my god are you okay??” you ran up to him and held his arm gently in your hands as you looked at the various cuts

sunwoo, speechless, just kinda looked at you like :O

“wow it got you pretty good”

edgywoo finally came back to his senses and pulled his arm out of your grip

“yeah i’m !!! fine!!!”

you’ve never heard a more forced laugh in your entire life

“right,,,,,,,,,well i live close by why don’t you just come with me and I can clean your arm up because it’s bleeding pretty bad”

sunwoo, still staring at you only a little, only noticed the blood dripping down his arm after you said something

cue hardass!sunwoo jumping around in panic 

“OH MY GOD OH MY GOD IM BLEEDING WHAT THE FU-”

only calms down when you put your hands on his shoulders

“come on” 

you grab his hand and start pulling him in the direction of where you live

sunwoo just trailed along, his jaw practically dragging on the ground as he looked down at your hand holding his

he was speechless the entire walk to your apartment

even after you let go of his hand

he tried to pull himself together 

but for some reason his heart was beating really fast and his mouth was dry???

you chalk it up to he’s in shock because he obviously doesn’t know how to handle the sight of blood

so when you reach your door and he still hasn’t said a word, you’re worried he’s about to pass out

you pull him into the apartment and quickly push him into the bathroom

the entire time you’re scolding yourself because you were supposed to clean yesterday after class

but instead you took a nap 

and NOW look

there was a hot guy in your apartment

along with the 2 weeks worth of clutter that you put off because of studying

anyways,,

you closed the toilet and sat him down, grabbing your first aid kit from under the sink

as you start to clean up his arm you attempt to make small talk to keep your mind from hanging on the fact that THE hottest boy on earth was currently in your bathroom 

“so why exactly did you think that chasing a stray cat was a good idea?”

he sucked in a breath harshly as your cloth ran over the wound

“i just,,,,,,wanted to pet it” 

you nodded in understanding as you finished cleaning his arm

“there, all done.”

you both stood up and you walked him towards the door, sunwoo finally being able to think clearly enough to once again to resume his edgy persona

“i guess i’ll see you monday then” you said as he walked out of your apartment

he nodded before muttering a soft “thanks” and walking off

leaving you with a heart doing backflips and the sudden urge to clean your apartment from top to bottom

as the weekend passed you grew more and more anxious for monday

what were you supposed to do???

ignore him and pretend like nothing happened?

make a joke about possible rabies and risk getting hit??

???????

you settled on a happy medium

if sunwoo noticed your existence in any way - you would respond

if he didn’t - then it was just another school day 

although, you were a little disappointed when you were walking out of music comp and he hadn’t even spared a glance in your direction

resigned to your fate, you realized that it was just another one-sided crush 

and you forgot about it

until you were leaving work late once again

and stumbled across a stray sunwoo hovering awkwardly in the same alley way that had brought you together before

“are you looking for that cat again?” you asked, catching him by surprise

“no. i was out walking and remembered this was about the time you got off work the other day and i didn’t want you to walk home by yourself”

you tried to control the incessant fluttering of your heart

but couldn’t help the blush that spread on your cheeks

you were just thankful that it was nighttime

“oh,,,,,uh thank you”

you walked home in silence once again, but you were grateful for the company

you hated walking alone in the dark

after you reached your apartment building you muttered a quick thank you to sunwoo before going to head inside

“wait”

at his words, you turned back around 

“give me your phone number” 

you looked at him in shock, your jaw dropping slightly as you fumbled around for your phone

you handed it to him so he could put his number in

your mouth was suddenly really dry for some reason and you couldn’t quite get words out

after he had put his number in and texted himself from your phone he handed it back

“text me whenever you have to work late, I’ll walk you home.”

and then he left

leaving you wheezing on the stairs

but this was the routine you fell into

sunwoo met you by the alley every night that you had to work late and walked you home

but he would still barely acknowledge your existence in school

you found comfort in this, though

and walking home with sunwoo became the highlight of your week

you were looking forward to it the entire time that you closed up at your job

finally yelling a “I’m heading out” to your boss after all of the work was done

walking out, you opened your phone to see that sunwoo had texted you

‘something came up. be safe walking home’

you sighed and shoved your phone in your pocket

disappointment crept its way up your throat as you thought about how stupid you were for catching feelings for a guy that was still so out of your league

tears were almost

ALMOST

about to spill as you reached your apartment building

you grabbed for the door handle as you heard someone yell your name from behind you

you turned around, seeing sunwoo run towards you

“Sunwoo?? what the hell are you doing???”

when he finally reached you he bent over, trying to catch his breath

“i’m sorry that i couldnt walk you home” he began after he finally regained control of his breathing

you looked down at your feet

“its okay-”

you were interrupted by sunwoo yelling “I like you a lot”

you looked up at him, dumbfounded

“you,,,,,,what?”

“i like you a lot. I have for a while, actually. I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

you laughed in shock, causing sunwoo to look at you in amusement

“you,,, WHAT?” you laughed out

he stepped closer to you

“I like you. You’re the cutest person i’ve ever seen in my whole life. From the way your eyebrows scrunch when you concentrate in class to the way that you always stare at the sky like it’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen when I walk you home, you make my heart do this really weird thing and at first I thought it was anxiety but my friend Sangyeon told me I was stupid and then I realized that its just because I like you, a lot.”

You stared at him, taken aback by his sudden confession.

“I like you too.”

“you,, what”

“We’re not doing this again-”

you were interrupted by sunwoo pressing his lips against yours

“You don’t know how happy that makes me,” he whispered against you

You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him again.

“You don’t know how happy you make me.”

[writingrailroad]

15 Questions, 15 Mutuals

Tagged by the incredible @sad-witchy-writeblr!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much!!!!!!

Rules : Answer the questions, tag fifteen mutuals!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Nope. Just a regular gal with a regular name

2. When was the last time you cried?

Yoinks idek. It’s been a while

3. Do you have/want kids?

No way. I cannot handle the responsibility of raising another human being. I can barely take care of myself

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Yup, thanks to my middle school english teacher

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Usually their hair. You can tell so much about people from it, and it’s so often used as a form of self-expression. Plus it helps me differentiate people lol

6. What’s your eye color?

Blue, but also kind of gray? sometimes they look more green though. idk. my mom likes to joke that they’re always green for st. patrick’s day

7. Scary movie or happy endings?

I like any movie that is Bad

8. Any special talents?

Whenever I get into a car with someone, there’s a 50-50 chance they’ll get horribly lost, even if they know how to get there/use GPS (I have Stories). Also animals really like me!!!

9. Where were you born?

I Have Stared into the Cold Dead Eyes of the Butter Cow. Have You?

10. What are your hobbies?

Writing (but does it count if I never do it???), reading, crochet, bookbinding, learning languages

11. Do you have any pets?

My precious kitty is the light of my life. She’s dark gray, the softest cat I’ve ever pet, and she only likes me. I also have a dog; have you ever seen a Pekingese? They’re like (barely) sentient loaves of bread

12. What sports do you play/have played?

I don’t play any sports now, but I used to play lacrosse

13. How tall are you?

5′11″. In this household we love and cherish tall women

14. Favorite subject in school?

Oh geez, how can I just pick one? German, theater, anatomy & physiology, and creative writing, in no particular order

15. Dream job?

Either veterinarian or author. Veterinarian is what I’m working towards school-wise, and it’s been my dream job since Kindergarten. On the other hand, I love love love writing! So who says I can’t do both???

I’m gonna go ahead and tag @chatnapwrites, @thetheporcelainauthor, @omgharmonizer7-27, @littlelesbianlampost, @ahotpeaceofshit, @lemon-i-scream, @i-hate-hyphens-and-irony, @inkspilledqueen, @greenwood-writes, @lillayalightfoot, @esoteric-eclectic-eccentric, @beeacallander, @thelysstener, @vertanimeni, and @delerious-words!!! Obviously you don’t have to if you don’t want to :) Do you want to, but you weren’t tagged? Then I tag you! Go have fun!!!

[deeeelightfuldee]

Where were you 3 hours ago? here. talking to K and folding laundry

Who are you in love with? KAK Have you ever eaten a crayon? not that I know of.

Is there anything pink within feet of you? yes,the worlds softest sweatshirt, my pillowcases,and some t-shirts

When is the last time you went to the mall? oye. ummm this summer to get Della’s ears pierced

Are you wearing socks right now? not at the moment. they sound great but theres so much mess in my tiny little room while i’m transitioning to purge everything.

Do you have a car worth over $2,000? uhhh, I really don’t know how much they’d go for 

When was the last time you drove out of town? ummm two nights ago.

Have you been to the movies in the last days? heck no

Are you hot? like temperature? I’m ok. It’s finally cooling down and I have 4 fans on me right now, so I’m OK.

What was the last thing you had to drink? diet coke mom brought home for me

What are you wearing right now? pjs

Do you wash your car or let the car wash do it? car wash do it. our water line is cracked in the front of the house, so it’s not an option

Last food that you ate? chicken

Where were you last week at this time? i was curled up on my floor next to my bed, sobbing into a sweatshirt.

Have you bought any clothing items in the last week? no. I don’t need any clothes.

When is the last time you ran? im not allowed to do that for some time. I miss it, but my body is not OK with it.

What’s the last sporting event you watched? football i’d imagine

What is your favorite animal? i would give anything to have my miller back to comfort me. 

Your dream vacation? switzerland.

Last person’s house you were in? i believe my brother chip’s.

Worst injury you’ve ever had? uhhmmmm. I would guess the 4th degree burns I sustained from a fire or the time I went thru the windshield in an accident.

Have you been in love? yes. I’ve been a very lucky girl to have loved 2 times. One of those times I’m on the tail end of. but man, I was so so so blessed.

Do you miss anyone right now? very much so.

Last play you saw? ooo man. something for school where they do these like 24 plays in 24 hours. it’s hard to explain.

What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex? lol. i’m fairly confident I have no such weapon. 

What are your plans for tonight? i’m oddly peaceful. Doin’ those questions with K somehow just calmed the heck out of me. so it’ll be this for a little bit until I am vaguely tired and then I’ll pass out for the night. I have a movie on.

Who is the last person you sent a MySpace message or comment? i never did the whole myspace thing.

Next trip you are going to take? not sure. I think I’ll be staying home the rest of this year as far as I can tell.

Ever go to camp? eh, not like a true blown camp. I’ve gone to things they call camp but are like day camps, or local, or really just mission trips.

Were you an honor roll student in school? yes. every year I was in school.

What do you want to know about the future? I mean if I had my way, it’d be coolto know will I end up married and with kiddos. but I’m ok for now.

Are you wearing any perfume or cologne? not currently no. 

Are you due sometime this year for a doctor’s visit? holy moly i’ve been due for so long. But when I don’t have insurance...eh those things are bit more pricey than I can handle.

Where is your best friend? any friend of mine is very likely in their beds rn

How is your best friend? idk how to answer this. my knee-jerk reaction is to refer to k, but i need to not do that. so .. uhh pass.

Do you have a tan? I really wanted to do one today, but I was scheduled to watch my nephew for the day. then it got canceled literally like 10 minutes before I was to take him, and at that point my tan wouldn’t have had long enough to set. soooooo hopefully thursday I can do one and then sit still for like 6 hours since tomorrow will be busy.

What are you listening to right now? sleepless in seattle Do you collect anything? ummm not intentionally. I have things that I have a lot of (like books, letters, art supplies) but nothing that I’m intentionally trying to collect.

Who is the biggest gossiper you know? lol probably an old coworker.

Last time you got stopped by a cop or pulled over. Why? someone was either a gunman or a kidnapper I forget which, an they were reported having a car the same color/brand as mine when I was driving thru a particular town. the place was barricaded and they asked if I would be willing to pull over and pop my trunk -- which I happily did. they apologized, thanked me profusely, and sent me on my way.

Have you ever drank your soda from a straw? my preference

What does your last text message say? "goodnight Diana, love of my life <3″

Do you like hot sauce? I honestly have never really put any effort to figuring out. 

Last time you took a shower? yesterday. I’m not supposed to get my hair wet or washed for my hair tomorrow.

Do you need to do laundry? nope. I could do a load if I was bored, but I’m on a weekend schedule with laundry

Are you someone’s best friend? Yes.

Are you rich? lololololol. no. I’m extremely poor.

What were you doing at 12 AM last night? I was doing surveys

If you were an ice cream flavor what would you be? probably something creamy, sweet, and unexpectedly delicious lol

What Starbucks drink would you be? anything non coffee, non coconut. I guess those lemonade refresher things. or water.

If you could go to any college which one would you go to? things are changing.

What’s your favorite tv show at the moment? gilmore girls or bobs burgers are my two go-to’s.

Do you wish you lived in a different state/ city? not particularly. I really love the weather here, I love my lil town. I am very happy here. But who knows if that’ll last. 

would you rather have chocolate ice cream or vanilla? depends where from. most likely chocolate.

What’s you best feature? I would guess my eyes

Are you smart? fairly

Are you stupid? not usually

Are you getting tired? hopefully soon.

What’s your name? Diana

Age? 29 and thriving

Do you prefer to date people who are younger or older? Older pls

What’s most attractive about another person? the beauty is that it varies from person to person.

What’s your favorite food? oh man I’ve been CRAVING belly tacos from mama marias, chips & salsa from there, and an enormous diet coke to drink in the styrofoam cup from mickeys. that right there is my heaven rn.

Would you rather go on a one on one date or a group date? if I am just meeting someone, I’d prefer one-on-one. but group dates are SO fun if you all know one another. 

What’s your fav. drink? diet coke in a styrofoam cup. which as far as I know, it only available from mickeys and chick-fil-a

Can you dance? I did a couple years of it. I am not in any way talented but it won’t stop me from shakin’ my groove thang.

What do you think of the word sex? I like it

are these questions random? not bad

Do you own a pet? if so how many and what kind? man I miss miller. I have 2 kitties. Benny and Lottie

Are you confident? No, but I can fake it like nobody else.

Do you consider yourself attractive? i have moments

Are you glad this is over? this was a good one actually

[6stronghands]

Some day I will get a good pic of my dog, but not today.

He looks like a teddy bear in real life. People always stop me when I’m walking him, and ask to take his pic, and then they look at their camera after and always do the sad face thing. I’ve started warning them, but they still try for a pic. I guess lighting is a big deal with black dogs.

[polymusepotion]

Instructions: Always repost with the rules, answer the 11 random questions left for you and leave 11 more for the people you tag!

TAGGED BY: @aviophobic (kinda)

TAGGING: Literally if you see this and it seems fun to you, please do it and tag me so I can read it!

ANSWERING:     

Give me two truths and a lie about you. I prefer tea to coffee. I’m allergic to christmas trees. I read 105 books last year. 

What was the first ever muse you wrote? I wrote John Watson briefly on omeagle. But my first tumblr muse was Sebastian. 

What are three muses you wish you had the courage/ability to write but probably never will? Since I switched to my multi, there aren’t many that I won’t pick up for those reasons. More are just because I am already inundated with muses that don’t see much action, and the ones I want to add are all either (essentially) dead fandoms or just muses that I couldn’t see myself doing a whole lot with. But to answer the question? Rachel Green (F.R.I.E.N.D.S.), Lexie Grey (Grey’s Anatomy), Wanda Maximoff (MCU). (Okay the last one is a little me worried about not doing her justice. That and I’m sure she’s everywhere right now. And the MCU doesn’t need one more.)

If you have any pets, tells me all about them. I wanna know everything. Malibu is the oldest. She’s a white and tan lab mix (we think mixed with and english bulldog?) She turned 10 last christmas. She’s the sweetest, softest girl with a bad hip. She whines whenever there are other dogs barking or if the breeze is blowing just so. Then there’s Bailey. My orange american shorthair. We think she damaged her spine somehow about a year and a half ago, so her tail doesn’t quite work right. She’s the sweetest kitty tho and keeps me warm. She likes sleeping under the blankets with me at night and demands that she gets treats in the morning. She is not a fan of the dogs. Finally, there is Hendricks. He’s eight months old. A lab mix. Black save for a white patch on his chest and a couple white toes. He weighs about 70 pounds. We think he might be mixed with a pit. Or maybe a great dane. He is the most lovable puppy in the whole world and I just adore him. He did chew a couple slats from the vinyl floor at our rental house. Puppy levels activated. 

If you could get on a plane right now, where would you go? Man. If I were the only one on the plane? If it wasn’t a risk to public safety? Italy. Or scotland. Or greece. Somewhere with a view and a language I barely understand.

What is your daemon? If you don’t know what I’m referring to, what is your patronus? A sphynx cat. 

If you could have any super power, what would you want? I’d want the ability to retain information at incredible speeds. I wouldn’t always want to use the power, of course. Some books are meant to be savored. But the ability to gain knowledge at rapid speeds, to know languages, history, science. All with the touch? It would be amazing. 

How do you feel about licorice? Red is fine. Black is not my favorite. 

Grab the closest book and turn to page 13. What does the first line say? No. Shit. No!

Have you ever met anybody who could be considered “famous?” If so, who? I met Karl Urban at a comiccon once. I have a picture with him. There’s a dinosaur on my shirt spewing rainbows all onto his shoulder. I’ve briefly crossed paths with 30 Seconds to Mars. And I once had Meet and Greet passes to meet 3 Doors Down. 

What are you most looking forward to right now? I’m building a house. It should be finished at the end of summer. I’m really excited to have my own home. 

ASKING:    

What time do you usually go to bed?

What was the last book you read about without giving me the title or naming any of the characters?

If you could be a member of any fictional family, which would you choose and why?

Do you have a favorite poem? What is it?

What is one sound caused by a natural phenomena that you would never tire of (example: rain, thunder, waves, leaves rustling)?

What’s the first thing you do after work / school?

If you had to choose between listening to only one type of music for the rest of your life or reading one genre of fiction for the rest of your life, which would you choose (giving up variations of music or giving up variations of fiction)?

What’s your go-to treat-yo-self reward?

If you were offered five free acres of land anywhere in the world, where would you want it to be?

What’s the thickest book (or longest audiobook) currently in your possession?

If someone says to you “I have good news and bad news,” which do you want to hear first?

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In Which Junpei Fails at Knitting. Twice.

To: @falselyprofound

From: @electric016

I loved your prompt about Junpei’s scarf knitting not going according to plan! I hope this fic lives up to expectations! Merry Christmas!

Junpei sat clicking the needles. It was therapeutic. Sitting there and just focusing on the looping of yarn around knitting needle. He could relax and and take his mind off the idea that if he didn’t find anything of use to sell this week, he might not be eating next week–not to mention, he could always tell himself that maybe he could sell a scarf.

It was a good time to just let his mind wander, take a break and eat his lunch. Today tuna fish sandwich was on the menu.

As he knit, his mind wandered towards his childhood. When he’d been in elementary school, he’d learned to knit as part of a home economics class. It had been during the last week in February. 

For Valentine’s Day that year, Akane had given him a small box of homemade chocolate, decorated to look like a mini-bento box. It had been really thoughtful. He’d been wracking his brain ever since to think of the best way to reciprocate. After all, what kind of friend would he be if he didn’t return her gift?

The knitting class had given him a spark of inspiration. He would knit her a scarf. 

So when Junpei got home from school he asked his mom if he could go with her to the department store.

“Why do you want to come with me?” his mother asked suspiciously.

“We learned how to knit today at school, and I want to get some yarn so I can practice at home!”

His mother deemed this reasonable because soon he was climbing into the back of the car and off to the department store.

While his mother was gathering groceries, Junpei wandered off to the craft section, the 500 yen coin his mother had given him safely in his pocket. The selection was incredible, so many colors and sizes he didn’t really know where to start.

‘First thing’s first,’ Junpei thought trying to break it down logically, ‘what color would she want?’

His eyes scanned the shelves and landed on a deep, royal purple.

‘Of course, purple!’ Junpei said to himself. It was her favorite color after all. But there were so many different kinds of purple yarn. The big purple ball that had initially caught his eye was kind of coarse. He couldn’t make the perfect scarf out of that. 

Wandering up and down the aisles, he touched every ball and bundle of purple yarn, until he found the perfect one. It was a light lavender color and by far the softest yarn in the store. The only problem was that it was a pretty small bundle. 

He checked the price. 

“Seriously? 450 yen for a ball of yarn?”

Well he certainly wouldn’t be able to afford two of them. Well, Akane was a small girl. She probably only needed a small scarf. 

So everyday after school that week Junpei worked on knitting Akane the perfect scarf. He had to start over once or twice but eventually he got the  hang of it. 

The moment he was finally able to cast off and finish the scarf he realized his mistake.

He’d used the entire ball of yarn, but the scarf wasn’t nearly long enough. He’d made it too wide.

He tried to wrap it around his neck. The scarf was about as tall as his head, but only wrapped around the back of his head from one side of his face to the other. 

Junpei evaluated his options. He could unravel it and start over, but he didn’t have the time. Akane was just going to have to receive the least perfect gift ever for White Day.

Oh well, showing up to school with a misshapen scarf was better than showing up empty-handed. 

So the next day before school started, Junpei approached Akane where she was reading at her desk.

“Happy White Day!” he said in a rush, shoving the gift onto her desk.

“You got me a gift?” she asked setting her book down.

“Well, I made it. So I’m sorry it’s not very good. It’s supposed to be a scarf,” he said blushing.

Akane held up the scarf, letting it fall open. 

“Oh, Junpei! It’s perfect! Just what I needed!”

“Yeah, yeah, you don’t have to lie. That thing won’t even wrap around your neck.”

“No, it won’t,” she agreed with a smile. “But it’s perfect for something else!”

She placed the scarf over her lap, wrapping it under her knees.

“See? This is perfect! It’s always cold in the classroom, and my knees get chilly. This is the perfect thing for that! Thank you, Jumpy. I love it!”

“Oh. Well, in that case–”

His memory was abruptly interrupted by a tugging at his yarn. Great, the ball must have gotten tangled up. He looked over at where the ball of yarn was resting next to him.

“What the–?”

His ball of yarn certainly had gotten tangled up. But not quite in the way he’d been expecting.

A little ginger kitten was tugging on the yarn.

“Hello, little guy. Where did you come from?”

The kitten flopped to the ground, the yarn in his mouth.

“You know, kittens really shouldn’t eat yarn. I think it’s bad for you. It could get stuck in your stomach…or something.”

He picked the kitten up, extracting him from the tangles of yarn.

“Here, you should try some of this instead.” He pulled a bit off of his tuna fish sandwich and fed it to the kitten. The cat ate it up hungrily. 

“Alright, kitty,” Junpei said setting the kitten down and giving him a pat before standing up. “I’ve got to get going, but take care of yourself.”

Junpei headed back inside with his knitting and sandwich, and leaving the kitten looking back at him. 

Junpei didn’t have pets. Even when he was growing up. His mom had been allergic to cats, and she was always saying they didn’t have time for a dog. Rodents were absolutely out of the question, and there was no way she’d allow him to keep a lizard. 

Once or twice he’d won a goldfish at the summer festival in his town, but they weren’t exactly what Junpei would call a pet. 

At this point in his life, Junpei wouldn’t consider himself a pet kind of guy. They were just too much hassle. And what with the state of the world these days, it was enough trouble trying to keep himself alive. 

Just because Junpei sometimes left food out for the cat, certainly didn’t mean he’d adopted it. It was a tough world out there and cats needed to know how to fend for themselves.

And Junpei was always very strict with himself. Absolutely, under no circumstances, did he take in strays.

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            ► HE WAS bouncing excitedly  &  wiggling. To think this would be Judai’s first date  &  it had been with him of all people. Life was great. Dare he say that they might even be Destined for each other? There just wasn’t any other explanation for it because everything had fallen into place perfectly. If this was somehow a dream, he didn’t ever want to wake up from it. He was entirely happy being by the duelist’s side.

Sora did blush harder when he noticed the faint pink hue on the others cheeks. Well that certainly made the butterflies in his stomach act up. Judai was absolutely adorable, but his attention soon focused on the key in his possession before he swiftly let go of his arm  &  swiped the key from him to open up the apartment door  (  not that he minded being out here with the guy, but there was a hungry kitty waiting for them.  )

After opening the door, he burst through it  &  called out happily to pharaoh.   ❛  Phaaaraaaoooh!~ We’re hoooome! I’ve brought some delicious snacks for you!  ❜  &  it was as if he had been here his entire life with how quickly he made himself at home. Not a surprise since he felt like he belonged here anyways.

It had been a moment that Judai had pulled the keys from his pocket as they got into the door of his building, the door having a pin to get in. So it was a slightly fancy apartment building but nothing too much, at least it allowed pets and it was enough for his basic needs. 

Of course, it was a little bit of redirecting to get Sora, the key thief, to his front door, but honestly the adorableness was more than enough to get Judai to forgive him. He chuckled lightly as he followed him into his apartment. It was pretty average, but it was home for now. 

Judai watched as Sora made himself at home, when he felt the familiar plop of something beside his leg, leaning against him now. It was Pharaoh, traditionally this is what he whenever the duelist returned home, was find himself just to plop beside him, looking up to him as if to ask who the hell he brought home. 

Without much motion, Judai puts down his backpack to scoop up the cat, whose now meowing a little bit. 

“Look Pharaoh, my new friend Sora has some nice treats for you, you can have some while I go and get your dinner. Sorry I was gone a little longer than I thought I’d be.” 

He walks over to put Pharaoh on the sofa, on the softest pillow he owned. He gave Pharaoh a bit of a look, just a small one to behave. 

“You play nice while I get your dinner and see if I got some biscuits and tea in for me and my new friend Sora, if he wants any that is?” 

And now he’s smiling at Sora, it had been a bit since he had hosted anyone in his home, so he hoped that this was the right way to do so.  

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2/0

Cameron The finale bell rang I jump out my seat. Heading out I walk through campus with my favorite black hoodie. Keeping my head down walking through the campus I mentally go over my notes. In my history class we are speaking on Greek mythology and have been given the task of looking up a creature from that time. I couldn't be more excited! Ever since I was younger I've had this fascination with these types of things. Most people don't believe in most things I do. You know like the werewolf, mutants, vampires, mermaids, aliens even those more outrageous Greek mythical creatures all that stuff. I keep it more to myself but it's definitely something I'm into. I even had a year long crush on that singer Aaliyah before she died. She did this one movie as a vampire queen or some shit and I feel in love.

"Cameron wait up!" The person screaming out my name all across campus is my somewhat friend jess.

We use to be tight in middle school high school made her different so now our relationship is more of a "wave or smile when I see you" type thing. She jogged up smiling.

"Hey boo!"

"Why must you yell my name out like that?"

"To get your attention." She playfully punched my cheek. "So I have this math homework due and it's just completely fucking with my head."

Meaning she wants me to do it for her. This is a regular for her to be honest I'm probably the only real reason she graduated high school. I don't know how she got into college.

"I got my own stuff to do jess."

"Yeah but I'm not in the same math class as you so I know this will be a breeze for you." Reach up she runs her thumb over my cheek. "Come on please babe."

"Get me some loud drop it off in an hour I should be done by then." I give in. If I'm doing her work I'm getting something out of this shit.

"Sure thing. I'll come after my dance practice." She shoved her book in my chest. "It's pages 120-130 all the equations...thanks a lot Cam!"

Running back to her little group of friends they crowd her laughing. I know they talking about me. I'm not all to popular around her but that's fine with me. College isn't a popularity show like high school we come here for more education to get jobs.

Stopping by the food court I pick up my dinner and some snacks. In my dorm room it's dark and quiet just the way I like it. While eating I blew through jess math work. It was like doing a five year olds homework.

After I laid back relaxing watching my favorite channel. Discovery. Today was something about those scary creatures of the night. Halloween was a week ago so their still hanging with that theme which is my favorite.

Right now their playing something about vampires one of my favorite mythical creatures. Next to anything sea related and big foot.

Big guy just hiding in the dark...my life's dream. If I could I'd switch lives with him.

"I once saw a vampire eating a pig. It was gruesome so much blood!" A so called witness says.

I chuckled to myself then focused on my own work between commercial breaks. When I was finished I got tuned back in with the show

"A vampire supposedly has control over the animal world and can turn into a bat, rat, owl, moth, fox, or wolf." The background voice says.

A tapping sound comes from my window. There was a grey and black cat sitting on my balcony. It seems kind of impossible since my dorm is on the top fourth floor.

"How did you get up here?" Opening my door I see the red eyes it has. "Wow...you are beautiful."

It purred brushing its body on my leg. Running between my legs it hopped on my couch.

"Well I guess you can stay the night. I usually prefer to be on my own but this will be a good first."

Why am I talking to a cat. It walked n circles before settling down. Chuckling I close my door and go to take my seat again.

"It's been said vampires reside deep in wooden shadows. Once you reach a certain part a invisible wall is in place where only a vampire can pass and those who are chosen to."

This stuff is so interesting just the thought of such an incredible being existing amongst us normal boring beings. If I was to ever meet one I'd lose my mind. As I'm watching the show the cat who in time I had forgotten was still here climb on my lap purring. Rubbing behind it's ear the kitten rubbed more on me purring louder. It looked up at me showing those unique eyes. We held eye contact.

"My king." A soft female voice sounded.

"What the hell? I think I'm hearing stuff." Shaking my head I rub on the cat turning back into my show right before someone came knocking on my door.

"Hey cutie got my homework right?" She walked in after I open the door.

"Depends if you got what I want." My back rest on the door.

"Of course you know I always come through for you baby." She hands me a baggie of green.

"Not true you stuff right there." I open the door back.

"So pushy oh when did you get a cat?" She cooed going to touch it.

The cat hissed moving away from her. I laughed at her jumping back screaming.

"Well ok thanks again babe."

"Not ya babe." Closing the door I yawn stretching my limbs. "Well little one I'm gonna head on to bed.

I turn off the tv put away my work to turn in tomorrow. The cat followed me into my room sitting on my bed. After a shower I climb under my covers slipping into a slumber.

Raven As he fell deeper into his sleep I morph out of my little kitty form. Sitting beside him simply starring at his outer beauty. His cheek bone so defined, jawline sharp as my tooth, lips like two clouds, lashes with the natural flip and my favorites his freckles.

The universe did a great job with this pairing. We will be the sexiest king and queen ever to rule. I can already feel the connection between us...when he touched me my body shakes when we look at each other the world disappears behind us. I know I creeped him out earlier entering his mind like that.

Running my fingers through his hair he moans moving around a bit. Biting my lip I lean over kissing his lips. The softest pillow like lips. Cuddling up to him I smiled. This is gonna be my life. I'm gonna wake up to this for the rest of my life. Deciding to just experiment a little I wanted him to see me. Leaning over my fingers lay on his temples. Closing my eyes our minds connect.

I appear in a gymnasium filled with screaming people. Looking around I spot my baby on the court. Look at me starting with pet names already.

This looked to be a flashback to sometime in his earlier life. It was such a thrill watching him running up and down the court floors. People chant his name to the stars and beyond. The way they all watched on in amazement.

After the win he and his friends walk out the gym.

"So college it's about to be lit!" One said.

I watched from a distance licking my lips at his younger self. Can you say daddy!?

"Man I can't wait I already know imma hit up one of them capa aphla things." Cameron said spinning the winning ball on his finger.

That tall strong finger of his.

"Uh I think my dad gonna pledge me at home."

They laughed before breaking off from each other. Slowly I walk down then using my born with powers disappear and reappear in his car. He jumps looking at me.

"Hello my king." Smiling my fangs glisten from the full moon light. "I didn't mean to scare you."

"Me?" He questions still with his wide eyes.

"Yes soon we will rule together." My hand runs over his face feeling the slight hairs growing.

"Who uh...who are you?" His eyes watch my teeth before wondering else where.

"That time of a proper meeting will come soon." I lean my body further over him. "Does my appearance please you my king?" I whisper brushing my lips over his.

"It does a lot."

"Is there anyway I can please you more?" Softly my nails trace the lining of his face. "I can be whatever you want my love."

"Um no no I think your beautiful and sexy...so sexy."

Moaning I climb on top feeling our energies come together. His hands place on my waist squeezing.

"I can't wait for us to be together...Forever."