#it was like just yesterday he was a 6-month old kitten I picked out from the shelter wtf

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Today is Harry’s birthday! I can’t believe my boy is 10 years old already. He’s the best (and weirdest) cat I’ve ever had and he means the world to me ❤️

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Minnie

A/N: Been a couple weeks since i’ve had time to write. Hope you enjoy, this got kinda long.

Summary: The story of how you and Tom ended up owning a cat.

W/C: 1.8K

You and Tom had been walking Tess around the park as normal when you noticed Tess stop at a nearby bush. Assuming she’d spotted a stick to bring along on the walk, you continued on when you noticed that she wasn’t following. You turned around and watched as she continued to stare at the bush, seemingly at nothing. Wondering what she was so interested in, you made your way in her direction when she suddenly barked and ran towards the two of you. Deciding she was just being odd, you went to carry on your walk when she barked again and ran back to the same bush she’d come from as if asking you to follow her, you gave Tom a look as if to ask what on Earth was going on, he just shrugged and followed Tess, you just behind.

“What’ve you found Tess?” Tom asked as he neared the bush she was still barking at.

On closer inspection, your heart melted as you saw what it was she was so interested in. It was an incredibly small little kitten. It was shivering and whimpering as if it had been there a while. You looked around for any sign of more kittens and a mother cat, but you couldn’t see anything. You looked at Tom who had been incredibly quiet, it was no secret that he wasn’t the biggest fan of cats but even he would have to admit the small animal was incredibly cute and in need of help, he might have hated cats but he wasn’t heartless.

Tess tentatively moved towards the kitten and sniffed it before licking it, she really was an angel, not an aggressive bone in her body. “What should we do? I don’t think it belongs to anyone and it doesn’t appear to have a mum.”

“Well it’s a Sunday and it’s 6 o clock, the vets aren’t open, and the nearest shelter is quite a drive away.” He concluded, you knew what he was getting at, he just didn’t want to say it.

“Should we take it home? Look after it until tomorrow when we can get it a vet’s appointment and they can make sure it gets to a good home or shelter?” You knew he wasn’t going to say no, the poor thing needed help and he wasn’t a monster, he wouldn’t just leave it.

“Well if we don’t I doubt it’ll make it through the night.” He replied as you were already picking it up and wrapping it into your coat and enveloping the small animal into your warmth. You grinned at him as you leaned up on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. He might not have liked cats, but you certainly did, and you decided that this was probably the closest you’d ever to get to having a cat whilst you were with Tom.

“Don’t get too attached though Y/N, we can’t keep it. I’m not cruel enough to let it die but I still don’t like cats.” He teased as he grinned back at you. You wondered in your giddy little fantasy if by the end of this you’d change his mind and he’d let you keep it, but he was incredibly stubborn so you’d let it be a giddy fantasy.

Once you’d made it home you’d decided that whilst you were trying to warm the small animal up properly, Tom would go to the shops and get it anything it may need. Tess watched your every move as you nursed the kitten back to some sort of warmth, she was wagging her tail as she watched.

“Maybe we can convince your dad to keep it.” You teased as you grinned at Tess before stroking her. She barked excitedly, almost as if she was agreeing to your words. You smiled to yourself as you continued to attend to the kitten. Deciding it was incredibly soft and she surely wouldn’t mind you placed the kitten in Tess’s bed, your heart melting instantly at the sight, it looked so small in such a big bed. Tom came through the door not a minute later, all the items you’d read you would need in his arms.

“Okay, we should probably- aww.” He cut himself short as he looked at the kitten on the bed. “It really is small isn’t it?” he cooed, you grinned as you looked at him, when he looked back his face somewhat hardened as he pointed a finger teasingly at you “this doesn’t mean anything.”

“I didn’t think it did.” You grinned back, knowing full well what was going on in his head. He just didn’t want to admit that small animal was quickly taking a place in his heart.

“Right we really should start making sure it eats something.” He said as he helped you tend to the animal.

****

It was 3am when you made your way to bed, having spent hours tending to the kitten, you surmised that there really was nothing more you could do, you’d fed it and warmed it up. It still hadn’t moved much but it was breathing.

“Okay baby, I can’t stay awake any longer, I’m going to have to head to bed.” You said as you got up from the couch.

“Okay darling, I love you.” he said as he got up to give you a kiss and a cuddle, you pulled back in confusion. “You’re not coming with?” you asked.

“Nah, I’ll stay up another couple hours and feed it again.” He said as he sat back down and looked at the kitten that was now curled up in the bed with Tess, the sight had made both your hearts melt.

“Okay, I love you.” You said as you made your way to bed, huge grin on your face. Maybe your fantasy wasn’t going to be a fantasy after all.

****

You woke up around 11pm, you felt strangely cold even though the temperature in the room was far from cold. You turned over and noticed Tom wasn’t in bed with you and judging by the coolness of his side of the bed, you guessed he’d been out of bed a while, if he’d even been in it at all. You made your way downstairs and into the living room. You stopped as you took in the sight before you. Tom was asleep on the couch, Tess next to him and you didn’t miss the tiny little kitten laying on his chest as it slept soundly.

Tess was the first to realise you’d entered the room as she bounced from the couch and made her way over to you, you petted her and let her into the garden for a little while. As you made your way back into the living room you noticed Tom was awake now, you grinned at him.

“Don’t say a word.” He said as he looked at your smiling face.

“It climb up there when you were sleeping?” you teased.

“Something like that, yeah.”

****

After booking an emergency vets appointment you were sat in the waiting room as you waited for your name to be called.

“Tess seemed sad to see it go, don’t you think.” You asked.

“She did actually.” He said. No witty comeback? You thought he’d have something jokey to say back. You sat in a comfortable silence as you held the kitten wrapped up in your blanket. Your name was called as you made your way into the vet’s room.

“So, who have we got here?” The vet asked as she took the kitten from you.

“It doesn’t have a name, we found it yesterday when we were out walking.” You explained.

“I see. So, I’m going to have a look at it for you now.” She smiled as she weighed the kitten, it had seemingly gained a little more life, managing to stand on it’s legs and move around a little. “It’s quite underweight” she said as she started examining it further.

“Yeah, we guessed it might be, we fed it what we could, but we read online that you don’t wanna over feed them. I hope we did the right thing.” Tom said as he seemingly grew concerned for the little kitten. The vet looked at him and smiled.

“You absolutely did, I don’t think it would have survived the night if you hadn’t taken it in.” She answered as she continued to check over the animal. After a few minutes she looked back up at you. “Well it’s a girl and by looks of things only about 4 months old. She will need quite a few vaccinations and flea treatment, I think it may have been wild.”

“4 months? But it’s absolutely tiny.” You said, genuinely shocked at the age of the kitten.

“I can only assume she was the runt and unfortunately most wild animals leave the runt, survival of the fittest and all that.” She said as she gave the kitten everything that it needed. You sighed as you heard the news, the poor thing. After another few minutes the vet was done.

“Okay, I have given her all the treatment that I can for now. She needs to put a lot of weight on, I suppose the question now is what to do with her. We have quite a few shelters that are brilliant and will look after her and find her a home as quick as they can.”

Unbeknownst to you Tom had been eyeing you carefully throughout the exchange and he’d surprised himself at the decision he’d come to. You just looked so sad at the thought of the little thing leaving, how could he not? And anyway it was cute and he reasoned in his mind that this kitten owed him one so it wouldn’t turn out evil and he’d be able to trust it. He’d made up his mind as he spoke.

“What if we want to keep her?”

“What?” You asked as you turned to him shocked expression and tears gathering in your eyes.

“What if we keep her.” He said again as he took in your expression. Yeah, keeping this kitten was definitely worth it, if only for the look on your face right now.

“You’re serious?” You asked as you cried happily.

“Deadly, darling” he grinned. You engulfed him in a tight hug as you thanked him and kissed his face all over. The vet grinned at the exchange.

“So what are we going to call her?” The vet asked as she handed Tom the registration forms.

“I don’t know, what do you think darling?” he asked as he looked at you.

“Minnie. You know like the mouse and also how small she is.” You said as you grinned at him. You didn’t think you could fall more in love with the brown eyed, brown haired man, but here he was proving you wrong. He started to write her name as he continued to fill out the forms.

“Minnie. Perfect.”

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Baby Girl

anonymous asked:

hi, I really loved your ransom x daughter!reader you posted yesterday! if you're interested would it be ok if you wrote one where his daughter is firstborn and he has to take care of her because her mother didn't want her? sorry, I'm not being very specific and if you don't want to write it it's totally okay! :)

Warnings: None

Word Count; 1,335

A/N: I am a whore for Ransom x Daughter!Reader, seriously. I love writing for this character. also this is low-key really short but I really liked it.

Knives Out Masterlist

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Ransom Drysdale knew he was a lot of things. Playboy, trust fund asshole, terrible, spoilt, son, grandson, cousin, clever. But never in a million years did he think he would be adding father onto the end of that list. Ransom was never one to keep a girlfriend for too long, but after finding out that one of his one night stands was pregnant, for the first time (possibly ever), Ransom Drysdale was rendered speechless. What shocked him even more, was that he would be the only parent you would have. Yes, Ransom was an asshole at the best of times, but there was no way he could just not see you, no. You were his baby, you would be his and his only.

"Why is it taking so long?" Ransom whined. Linda looked to her son and rolled her eyes, he was 21 and acting like a 6-year-old.

"Because it's birth, Hugh. Your little girlfriend can't just pop the baby out, it's a little more complicated than that," She told him. Ransom huffed, he was nervous, more than anything. He was prepared, he had everything ready back at his house, a fully furnished nursery and everything else you needed.

"She is not my girlfriend," Ransom said, standing up and walking over to the hall to see if there were any people outside of Alexis' room. There was a woman Ransom could remember being her midwife,  her name was Claire. "And anyway, it's been like 7 hours." Ransom sat back down.

"It'll take as long as it does, okay? She could be in there for a day, everyone's different," Linda said. The hospital was busy, Ransom wasn't a fan. Maybe it was the part of him that believed the world revolved around him, but he didn't want it to be busy. He wanted it for himself, this was his big moment and he didn't want all of these strangers around to see it, it was his day. "Look, just sit down. You're gonna stress yourself out."

"You think that I'm not stressed out? I'm about to become a dad to a tiny human baby, I have been stressed for the past nine months," Ransom said. The midwife, Claire came out of the hall and into the waiting area.

"Mr. Drysdale?" Ransom had never looked up as quickly as he did at that moment. "If you'd like to come with me." Claire smiled at him and lead him to the room where Alexis was. She looked washed out and tired, but who would be blaming her? Ransom smiled at her sheepishly, she gave him a glare back.

"I never want to see you again, got it?" Alexis snapped at Ransom, who nodded quickly. "The kid's yours, do whatever you want with it." She said.

"I just need you to sign here, Mr. Drysdale, then you're free to go see your baby girl," Claire said, smiling at Ransom.

"Girl?" Ransom couldn't help the grin on his face. Quickly, he signed the birth certificate and smiled widely. Ransom gave Alexis one last look before he followed Claire to the nursery where there were various cots all holding different babies.

"Alright, we'll bring her out and you can hold her," Claire said. Ransom was taken to a separate room and he sat down on one of the chairs. Claire came into the room, a small bundle in her arms. Ransom felt his breath catch in the back of his throat. "You held a baby before?" Ransom nodded and held his arms out and you were put in his arms. "I'll give you two some time." Claire left the room, leaving Ransom alone with you. Ransom looked down at you and felt tears come to his eyes, you were perfect. Your eyes opened and you looked up at Ransom.

"Hey, look at you, huh?" Ransom said, tears coming to the edges of his eyes. He couldn't believe that such a tiny baby was his own, he would get to raise you. "Look, I know you probably can't understand me, but it's gonna make me feel better," He started. "It's gonna be me and you in this, together. I'm gonna try my best with you, because I love you, even though we just met," Ransom chuckled as he started to cry. "God, you're so small."  How could your mom not even want to meet you, you were so innocent, you had done no wrong.

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Ransom brought you into the house and put your car seat on the couch, you had been asleep from the hospital to the house, which was a solid hour. You were 2 days old and Ransom was more in love with you than he had been with any girlfriend he ever had. You began to stir and Ransom unbuckled you from the car seat, picking you up and having one of his hands at the back of your neck, supporting your neck and head. You began to cry.

"Oh, you don't like that," Ransom said to himself, trying to remember what else the nurse had said to him. "I'll move you so you're more comfortable." He said,  moving you so you could see him. The noise you made told Ransom you were content and he sighed. Ransom was seriously worrying, how was he going to do this? He didn't have any great role models growing up, and he didn't want you to turn out like him, but let's all face it, that's inevitable. But Ransom was determined to try his best, he wouldn't fail you like his parents did him.

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Ransom heard you begin to wail and he groaned. You were 3 months old and very restless, Ransom had been up twice with you already and he began to wonder if all babies did this or if you just wanted attention. Ransom got out of bed and walked down the hall to your nursery and he opened the door, finding you laying on your back and sobbing. Ransom walked over to your crib and looked down at you with tired eyes, and all of a sudden, you just stopped crying. Ransom furrowed his eyebrows and moved back from your crib and then you started to cry again.

oh.

You weren't crying because you needed anything specific, you just wanted to see your dad. At 4 am.

"Y/N, honey, you gotta let me get some sleep," Ransom said, picking you up out of your crib and holding you, calming you down. Ransom didn't want you to get into a habit of co-sleeping, but right now it felt like his only option. "Alright, you win," Ransom said in defeat. You, on the other hand, had fallen asleep already, rather laying your head on your dad's shoulder. Ransom had bought a bedside crib before you were born, just in case. Luckily, he had it set up for you if you didn't settle in your own crib, he was glad he had actually done something for himself for once. Ransom sat you on his own bed while he lifted the bedside extension over and put you into that. He had to get into his bed from the opposite side so he didn't wake you because he knew if he did he wouldn't get you to fall back asleep. He lay on his side facing you, and found that your small hand was curled around one of his fingers, making him smile softly while he tried to fall back asleep. Eventually, he did, you still holding his finger.

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Movie Night

This is part 7 of Kitten. This is a filler chapter of fluff. Please let me kow what yall think :)

Fic Summery: Sophia has never known love, her always picking the “good guy” him always turning out to be like a snake in the weeds. What will happen when shes took home one night by a “bad guy” him showing her things she never knew about herself.

Part Summery: Sophia and Dean have a movie night.

Warnings: I don’t know if there is any?

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I open my eyes, the tingling feeling of my numb arm waking me up. That’s almost forgotten when I’m met with the T-shirt covered chest of Dean winchester. The smell of hot cinnamon filling my senses. His arms were wrapped around me holding me close to him. Explaining why my arm was numb, it penned between mine and his body.

I couldn’t remember the last time I was held like this. If I was ever held like this. Harry never liked to cuddle. It makes him too hot. Him flat out telling me it was weird at one point.

But Dean was the totally opposite it seemed. He has shown me multiple times he doesn't mind at all to be close to me. That thought made my cheeks heat up. Dean was nothing like Harry and I don’t know why I found myself comparing the two. I barely knew Dean but I knew he was better.

The prickly stabs in my arm pulled me from my thoughts and reminded me why I woke up. I chew on my lip not wanting to wake Dean up but I really needed to move. All I needed to do was move back just enough to let the blood flow back into my arm.

Taking a breath I try to slowly wiggle a few inches from Dean. I almost frown when I watch Dean’s eyes flutter open. Their dark green instantly jumped to mine.

I blush and look down at his neck, my lip still between my teeth.

“Mmm morning.” He says closing his eyes again.

His voice was deep, the deepest I might have ever heard it. He lifts his right arm leaving my side as he rolls over on his back and stretches. His other one trapped under my head but he didn’t seem to mind. A cold rush feels my space between us along with my arm as it gets blood back into it.

“Well night I guess I should say.” He says glancing at the clock on the bedside table.

It was midnight.

“Been a while since I slept that long.” He says looking back at me.

I blush and smile at him. It's been a long time since I woke up next to a man. There is something intimate about it.

“You okay?” He asks gently as if he didn’t know what that question would unleash in me.

I nod and smile at him.

He rolls back over on his side, not laying as close to me as he was but close enough. There are only a few inches between us. He moves his arm from under my head and places it under his after he places himself eye level with me.

“So you can talk now?” He asks softly. Yesterdays or earlier events coming back to me. I spoke his name. It was a whisper but it was still a word. Something I haven’t done in months.

I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out. I frown in frustration and disappointment.

“Hey, it’s okay. Progress is progress even if it’s slow. Beside if all you ever say again is my name, I could live with that.” He says a playful smirk on his face.

Heat fills my cheeks as I look down once again.

A soft chuckle leaves his mouth followed by a yawn.

“Man I could go for some pie right now.” He says making me look back up at him.

“You want some pie?” He asks.

I shrug and then nod. I wasn’t really hungry but I never was. If it meant spending more time with Dean I would take it.

“Let’s go get some pie.” He says rolling to get out of bed.

I sit up lifting my arms over my head to stretch the stiffness out of my back. I blush when I watch Dean’s eyes dance over my body. He quickly looks at my face when he realizes I caught him. I’m surprised to watch his ears turn red.

“Sorry, you just look good when you do that.” He says his voice husky.

“I’m gonna go get my keys and wallet and meet me in the kitchen.” He says pointing at the door with his thumb.

I smile and nod telling him I understood.

He smiles and leaves the room.

I can’t help but smile at what he said, butterflies dancing in my stomach. I know he didn’t mean it but it still felt nice to get a complement.

Climbing out of bed I walked to the bathroom to take care of my business. After I was done I brushed my teeth and washed my face.

There wasn’t much I could do but I didn’t want to walk around looking like I just woke up. I brushed my hair letting it fall down my back.

It wasn’t as long as I used to keep it. Harry set it on fire a few weeks ago. Despite that it looked heather then it has in a long time.

I smiled at my reflection, a happy calm in my chest. I would take it.

I left my bath and bedroom and went to the kitchen. Dean was not there but that was okay.

I sat down at the table and only waited a moment or two before Dean came through the door.

“Sorry I forgot my boots in your room.” He asks, looking me up and down.

I was glad to find he was dressed in the same thing he was before we fell asleep. It makes me not feel so bad about wearing the same thing.

“I forgot to give these to you yesterday. I hope they fit.” He says handing me a pair of black sneakers.

I smile and take them from him, happy to have shoes again. I slip them on surprised when they are my size.

“They fit?” He asks hopefully.

I nod as I tie them up smiling at him.

“Good, I took a guess.”

I smile and sit up looking at him.

“You ready princess?” He asks, holding his hand out towards me.

Smiling, I take it, him pulling me to my feet.

“I should apologize to you.” He says leading me towards the garage.

I look up at him in confusion, having no idea what he should be apologizing for.

“I keep calling you pet names without thinking. For all I know you hate them. Also that’s something I should have asked your permission for.” He says casualty.

I shake my head earning his green gaze.

“You don’t mind them?”

I shake my head again.

“You like them?”

I smile and nod, earning a smile back. It makes him look younger, almost boyish. I definitely enjoyed them. They always made me smile.

“Well that’s good to know.” He says as we walk into the garage.

Once again it takes me by surprise by the different cars, even a few bikes. But as always Dean walks to the black impala and opens the passenger door for me.

I smile as a thank you and get into the car. He shuts the door for me then walks around the car getting behind the wheel.

“Dinner or gas station?” He asks looking over at me.

I wrinkle my brow at him, making him chuckle.

“Do you want to go in and sit down somewhere?” He asks me a yes or no question.

I shake my head and gesture at myself hoping he knows I don’t want to go anywhere dressed in what could be a pj’s.

“Alright gas station it is. We can come back here to eat and watch movies, okay?” He asks as he starts the car.

I nod smiling as the calming rubble fills the air.

We ride in a comfortable silence, the sound of old rock tuned down as background music. It was nice, it was relaxing to just sit and relax. Not having to think about making someone happy. Or walking on eggshells. Having to tiptoe around waiting for the next fight or next beating.

With Dean I could just breathe. I wasn’t expected to do anything.

It didn’t take long to drive into town and stop at the nearest gas station. This was apparently normal for Dean because the man behind the counter greeted Dean like he knew him.

Dean’s grip never left mine as he looked at the different pie slices. I was suppressed at all the choices.

“So how have you been Deano?” The man asked, making the both of us glance up at him.

“Oh you know living the dream.” Dean says grabbing four different slices and walking to the counter.

He pulled me behind him but I didn’t mind. I know most girls hate being led around. But I found it comforting. I felt safe with Dean’s hand in mine. Him something solided to hold onto. I look at him when he says my name.

“Go get us something to drink and whatever else you want.”

I nod and turn to walk towards the back of the store. I have no idea what Dean likes so I just grab a couple different things.

He smiles at the arm full when I return. There were chips and candy on the counter. That added after I walked away.

“You two having a party?” The man asks just making chit chat as he rings us up.

“Movie night.” Dean says pulling cash from his wallet.

“Well you two have fun.” He says handing the two bags to Dean after he pays.

“You know we will.” He says smiling.

“Ready?” He asks looking down at me.

I smile nodding. Once again he takes my hand and leads me to the car. This time he lets me get in by myself. Him starting the car and heading back towards the bunker.

As we drive, the fall of rain drops start to bounce off the windshield. I take a deep breath, a smile painting on my face.

“You like the rain.” Dean states glancing at me.

I looked over at him, his face cascaded in the darkness. Only getting a glimpse of it when we drive under a streetlamp.

I don't know if he even saw it but it was the most I could do at the moment. Despite what happened hours ago I couldn’t make myself say anything else.

I wish I could tell him why I liked the rain. It washed the world clean of all the crap in it. Making everything clean, like new again.

Dean smiles at me, him driving through the rain with ease. It impressed me how smoothly he seemed to drive. His car is clearly in good shape.

It doesn't take long to get back to the bunker. I’m thankful for the garage when I don’t have to get wet to talk into the house.

Dean doesn't let me pack anything despite me reaching for the bags. He just leads me inside.

“We will have to go to my room to watch movies. Nothing is hooked up in your room yet, and trust me you don’t want to try and watch the TV in there.” He says chuckling, most likely remembering something funny.

“Are you okay with that?” He asks looking at me.

I smile and nod being fine with going into his room.

It wasn’t at all what I was expecting. Sure it was set up similar to my own but it was decorated. You could tell it was lived in.

I couldn’t help but look at the weapons on the walls. Different guns, knives and some other things that I had no idea what they were. Dean follows my line of sight and scratches the back of his head.

“Me and Sam were military brats. We like guns. Me more then Sam but yeah.” He says his ears tenting red.

I smile at him not really having a problem with them just wondering why he had so many.

He clears his throat and then walks over to the desk covered in random papers and books.

“We can watch something on my laptop if you want.” He says looking over at me.

I smile telling him that that’s fine with me.

“Awesome.” He says moving to sit on the bed.

He bends over unlaced his boots and kicks them off. It’s not until he is comfortable leaning back on the head board does he look up at me.

“You gonna come lay down or what?” He asks, making my cheeks heat up.

Blushing I take the few steps to reach the bed then do the same as him. Kicking off my shoes I climb in the bed next to him. He holds the blanket up for me until I’m settled then lays it over my legs.

“Alright what do you want to watch?” He asks as he opens Netflix.

I shrug not caring what we watch.

Dean nods scrolling through the different movies and shows he surprises me by putting on the Scooby Doo movie.

“Is this okay? I figured we could watch something we didn’t have to think too hard about.” He says laughing softly.

I nod and smile at him. It is perfectly okay with me.

“Awesome.” He says smiling.

He turned to the left side of him digging through the bags from the gas station. He sets random stuff on his lap, a grin spreading across his face as he pulls out one of the pie slices.

I smile at the grin on his face. It's nice to see people happy. Expeaclay over something as simple as a peice of pie.

“Take whatever you want sweetheart.” He says as he starts eating the slice of apple pie.

I don’t bother reaching for anything not hungry at all. I just watch the movie content with that.

“Here eat something.” He says handing me the cherry one and a plastic fork.

I smiled at him, doing as he asked. I didn’t want to be rude and I knew it had been a long time since I ate. I also didn’t even eat that much when I did. Two bites of a burger wasn’t much food. I knew I should eat more but I just didn’t feel hungry. Ever. My stomach has been shrinking over the past few months I guess.

I take two bites of it and set it down on my lap. Not feeling the need or want for anymore. Dean looks over at me at the little food I ate.

“You don’t like to eat huh?”

I shrug not having any answer.

“You're not used to eating are you?”

I shake my head. Harry only let me eat every couple of days.

“Well you can eat whenever you want you know that right?”

I nod and smile, knowing that.

Smiling, he lifts his hand gently tucking my hair behind my ear.

“I wish you would eat more.” He says making me frown.

I didn’t like disappointing him.

“It’s okay Sophia I’m not mad at you. I get why you don’t eat. I just wish I could get you to eat more.” He says as if he was disappointed in himself.

A sigh leaves my mouth as I look down at the pie. I could eat it. I just didn’t have the want or drive to eat it. Like I didn’t have the energy to eat it.

“Maybe I could bribe you into eating.” He says chuckling to himself.

I looked up at him with a curious smile on my face.

“Oh you like that idea?” He asks, earning a nod.

“Okay sweetheart I’ll think of something.” He says smiling.

I smile back not wanting to wait for his idea. Picking up the pie I take another bite then start watching the movie.

[thevelvetseries]

Little Severide

Summary : We all know Kelly Severide as a player, sleeping around with whoever he wants. Until one day he opens the door to his apartment and sees a little baby girl with a note tapped to her chest. He whole world changed. Y/N Severide is nearly 5 years old now and is Kelly’s whole world. What happens when Kelly starts to fall for a fellow firefighter? Will Y/N approve of this new woman taken space in her father’s heart?

Pairing : Kelly Severide x Child Reader (Daughter)

Warnings : Fluff

Main Masterlist

KELLY’S POV

I’m currently in the kitchen making some waffles for breakfast and having a nice cup of coffee. Thinking about the day I found out about Y/N.

FLASHBACK

I’m currently sitting on the couch watching the game when a knock at the door gets my attention. I look through the eyehole and don’t see anyone. Once I opened the door I see a little baby girl in a car seat. I pick her up and bring her inside.

“Well hello there, I’m Kelly” she just keeps staring at me.

I look through the bag that was left with her, and came across a note addressed to me.

NOTE

Hey Kelly.

I’m Y/N your daughter. I was born on the 5th June this year. You know my mum, her names Naomi Smith. You met her in a bar on south street and well her I am. I hope you’ll look after me.

Love Y/N

I look down at the little girl in front of me.

It’s currently 6:30am when I place the last waffle on the plate and sent them down at the table. I wonder down the hall and open the door to Y/N’s room. She looks adorable. So at peace while she’s asleep. I just love her, she’s my everything. I walk slowly to the bed and sit down and lightly shake her awake.

“Hey pumpkin, it’s time to wake up” she scrunched up her face and my heart melted.

“Come on sweetie, I’ve made waffles. Your favourite” one of her eyes open.

“With strawberries?” She asks when yawning.

“Yes, now lets get out of bed before I eat the all” she pushes back the sheets and runs to the kitchen. How can she go from no energy to being full of it in under 10 seconds I’ll never know. I follow her into the kitchen and sit next to her to have breakfast.

“Am I coming to work with you today daddy?” Y/N says while biting into a strawberry.

“Yes kiddo, so once your done you need to get washed and dressed so we can go see uncle Matt and aunt Gabby” a large smile appears on her face.

“Do you think aunt Gabby will braid my hair?” she yells excitedly.

“I’m pretty sure she will if you ask nicely. You finished?” I see that she have ate her whole waffle and downed her apple juice. She nodded her head and ran off to her room to get dressed.

Time skip – 8am Firehouse 51.

We pull up to the firehouse and park the car. I get out the car and get Y/N out as well and we start to make our way into the firehouse. Once we enter the kitchen Y/N runs over to Gabby.

“GABBY!!!” she runs over and climbed onto Gabby’s lap.

“Hey sweetheart” Gabby says while giving her a big kiss.

“Hey uncle Matt” Y/N waves. “So Gabby… can you braid my hair” Y/N asks.

“Yes, turn around”

I walk over to Y/N and Gabby after getting a mug of coffee. “Sweetheart I’m going to head to my office ok. You know where I am if you need me. Be good for Gabby”

“Yes daddy” she says happily.

- Severide’s Office

I’m currently sitting at my desk, going over some files from and arson case when Stella knocks on the door. “So… yesterday.” Stella says while closing the door behind her.

“Stella” I breath out.

Stella continues “Seriously, this thing with your dad.”

“Stella, I’m just gonna stop by his place and talk to him.”

“I get why you want to do this. But I care about you, so I just have to point out that things don’t normally go well when you ask him for things”

“I know that” I say while getting closer to her.

“You come away from it in pain Kelly”

“I used to” I take a deep breath.

“Well you think its different now? You haven’t talked to him since that fight you had months ago.”

“Yeah, well. I guess we’ll see” I say. Me and Stella are now just face to face.

“Hey” Stella says while moving a hand to cup my face. “I love you. You know that” she holds my hand.

I smile at her. “I love you too”

Suddenly I hear a loud scream for DADDY!! I look out the window of my office and see Y/N running down the bunk room to my office.

“Look daddy, don’t I look pretty” she says with the biggest smile on her face.

I let go of Stella’s hand and pick up Y/N. “You look beautiful my baby” Y/N turns and looks at Stella. “Why you in here with daddy?” Y?N says with a but of attitude and suspiciously looking Stella up and down.

Stella looks nervous. “Just saying good morning, I’m gonna go and get something to eat” and Stella leaves the room and heads to the kitchen. My heart is pumping. Why is Y/N acting this way to Stella. What’s changed?

“Hey kitten, what was with that attitude you gave to Stella” I ask while setting her down on my bed.

She looks up at me “No I didn’t. I like Stella. But why can’t she talk to you with everyone else. It’s weird. You don’t do that with anybody else here”

“Stella is my friend sweetie, sometimes we like to talk behind close doors. Like you do with Gabby when you tell her all your secrets I’m not aloud to know.”

“But Gabby’s Gabby. It’s different she’s family.”

“Well sweetie, Stella is my friend, and I like spending time with her.” I say a little too harshly and Y/N face scrunches up. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t have time for my favourite girl.”

“But why do you have to spend time with her alone?” she slightly raises her voice.

“Because I can. Now why don’t you see if you can get Herrmann to give you a cookie while I finish up with the files ok” Y/N nods and climbs off the bed and leaves the room without looking back at me.

I released the breath I didn’t know I was holding. Why was she acting like this? Did she see something between me and Stella or did she just not like her.

GABBY’S POV

- Kitchen

I hear a small little pitter patter running down the halls. I see Y/N runs into the kitchen and looks at Stella with evil in her eyes and walks over to me and Matt. Y/N climbs on Matts lap and cuddles into him.

“Hey sweetie what’s wrong” I say rubbing her back

“Nothing” she snuggles closer into Matt. Matt gives Y/N a kiss on the head and holds her close. “Come on kiddo, talk to us.”

Y/N moves back from Matt and looks at him. She looks around the room looking for something then looks back at Matt “Do you spend time with Gabby, when the door shut.”

Matt eyebrows lift up. “Errmm….. Sometimes yes. Why?” he says slowly.

“Daddy did that with Stella. Why?” Tears start to form in Y/N eyes. “He got mad at me when I asked” Now things where starting to make sense. She was a little jealous of Stella taking away her dad.

Time skip – 5pm

KELLY’S POV

I walk into the kitchen and look around for Y/N. Gabby speaks up “Y/N’S asleep in Matts office.”

I nod. “Can erm.. me and Matt talk to you. Outside” “Yeah” we all head outside.

“So what’s going on” I ask

“Well, when Y/N came into the kitchen earlier after talking with you she was upset. She was talking about you and Stella.” I close my eyes and breath. “and how she didn’t like it, and how you got mad. I just feel like she thinks having someone else in your life will take away some of your time for her, I just think she may be a little jealous. Just make sure she knows that’s not going to happen. We all know you and Stella are together. Maybe it’s time to let Y/N know.” Gabby says.

I look up at the sky and take a deep breath. I know I need to tell Y/N at some point. I love Stella and I want to be able to move forward with her, I guess this is the next step.

“Yeah, I guess.” I say

I walk back into the firehouse, and head to Matts office. Y/N was starting to wake up when I opened the door. “Hey baby” I say when kneeling down to her.

“Hey daddy” she says quietly looking down. My heart breaks.

“So. I need to talk to you about something. This morning when you asked why I was spending more time with Stella is because I like spending time with her. I really like her. You know how uncle Matt and aunt Gabby spend a lot of time together because they would miss each other if they’re away from each other for long time, that’s how I feel about Stella. She makes me happy”

Y/N looks up at me “don’t I make you happy?”

“Aww baby, yes. You do. But there’s somethings you won’t understand until you’re older. This doesn’t mean I’m not going to be there for you. It means I’m going to be there for Stella as well I want her to be apart of our family. I want you both to get along and be friends, that would really make daddy happy. But if you don’t like Stella or you don’t want Stella to be with daddy that’s fine.”

“NOOO…. it’s not that I don’t like Stella. I just don’t want you to leave me for her.” Y/N shouts with tears running down her face. “I don’t want you to leave me like mummy”

My heart broke again today. I reach out to Y/N and hold her in my arms. “You listen to me. I am not going to leave you. I love you more than anything in this world. You are my baby and will always be my little baby girls, there is nothing that could happen to make me not love you or want to leave you. EVER! Your stuck with me”

Y/N wipes her eyes and looks at me. “Ok, do you promise”

“Yes. Where would I be without my Little Severide”

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BaFS Fanfic Chapter 6: The Clouds start to Part

Stjerne woke up bright and early that morning. The rain clouds from yesterday were still in the sky. Stjerne yawned and stretched. She jumped down and ran off towards Ozpin's room, wanting to see if he was awake. Once she reached his room, she saw him fast asleep in his bed. Stjerne walked silently over and planted a light kiss on his forehead and ran off. She ran down the hallway and reached a door on the end of the corridor, which led outside. She walked outside and looked up at the dawning sky. The sun was just starting to rise. To Stjerne, her mom was just like the sun, bright, golden and beautiful. It awed her to see the sun rise so early in the morning, especially when it gave off a dawn so colorful.

"Morning Mom!" Stjerne greeted, sitting down on the ground and watching the sun rise. Suddenly, she heard a meow behind her and turned her head to find a small kitten walking towards her. It had a good and grey specks of color scattered here and there in it's white coat of fluffy fur, and it's eyes were bright green The kitten circled Stjerne curiously, and then sat in front of her and looked at her. Stjerne smiled and petted it, to which it did not resist.

"Hi there! Where did you come from?" She asked. The kitten meowed.

"Are you hungry? Follow me!" Stjerne stood up and beckoned the kitten to follow her. She ran back inside, the kitten at her heels. Remembering where the faculty lounge was, she dashed inside and opened the fridge. Peach was still sleeping on the couch, wrapped up in a blanket like a sushi wrap. Stjerne pulled out a carton of milk and set it on the table. She grabbed a plastic bowl from under the sink. She filled the bowl with milk, which the kitten eagerly lapped up in it's mouths. Stjerne giggled as she put the milk back in the fridge. She eyed Ozpin's new oversized hot chocolate can and tried getting a mug from a cabinet. To do this, she had to climb on the counter, which she had never done before.

"Whoa!" She stumbled, nearly losing her footing. Stjerne tried grabbing onto the cabenet door, but her hand slipped and she fell backwards, right into Doctor Oobleck's arms. He had gotten up early and was just about to grab coffee when he noticed Stjerne losing her grip on the cabinet handle.

"There now!" He exclaimed as he set Stjerne on the ground. The kittens continued lapping up their milk.

"Whoa! Thanks Uncle!" Stjerne grinned.

"What in all of Remnant were you doing up there?" Oobleck asked as he pulled a can out of the cabinet.

"I wanted to try that." Stjerne pointed at the hot chocolate can, "And I tried getting a mug, but...." Her voice trailed off awkwardly. Oobleck looked around and grinned.

"Well, in normal circumstances, Ozpin would kill anyone who would get into his hot chocolate, but since it's for you, I suppose I can help you." He winked and pulled out another mug. Stjerne sat down near the kitten and watched it drink it's milk.

"I don't recall us having kittens." Port walked in, seeing the kitten.

"Neither do I." Oobleck looked down, now just noticing the it.

"Oh! I found it outside. This poor little guy looked so hungry." Stjerne explained.

"Well, I guess it doesn't hurt to feed it, but you can give it something else other then milk." Port said.

"This little thing looks about a few weeks old, a month at most, so that statement is correct Peter." Oobleck calculated while he warmed up water for his coffee and Stjerne's hot chocolate.

"Can I keep it?" Stjerne asked. The kitten had finished it's snack and was cuddling with her.

"Well, it does seem to like her." Port said, gawking slightly over how cute Stjerne looked with the kitten cuddling her.

"Mmm. You'd have to ask Ozpin first." Oobleck said, pouring his coffee. He gave Stjerne her mug, with the hot chocolate mixed in.

"You better disguise that hot chocolate or Ozpin will kill you." Port warned her. Stjerne looked around her in a frenzy. She set her mug gently down on the table and dashed over to the fridge again. She pulled out a can of whipped cream and chocolate syrup. She hurriedly shook the can and doused her mug in whipped cream and drizzled the syrup on.

"I'm not sure what difference that will make." Port said, confused.

"Except all the extra sugar that's going into that mug." Oobleck laughed.

"You'll see! Now it's a milkshake. A hot milkshake" Stjerne quickly put the can of whipped cream and chocolate syrup away and sat at the table, ready to drink her beverage. Port shook his head and drank his coffee that Oobleck had given him. Oobleck set his mug down as he started cooking breakfast on the stove.

"Pancakes anyone?" He asked.

"Sounds good." Port said. Stjerne nodded in response as she started drinking, trying not to burn her tongue.

"Good morning all." Glynda stated as she and Ozpin walked in. Stjerne panicked and quickly chugged her hot chocolate down, afraid that that rumor about Ozpin was true. She drank the whole thing without putting it down for a minute, then set the mug down and wiped her mouth.

"Morning!" She hiccuped.

"How did you do that?" Glynda asked.

"What?" Stjerne asked.

"Drink all of that in one setting." Glynda clarified, warming up more water for her tea.

"Oh, that? I don't know how. I guess it's something my dad did." Stjerne shrugged.

"What were you drinking?" Ozpin asked, sitting down.

"Uh....chocolate milk." Stjerne answered.

"Uh huh." Glynda shook her head, seeing through Stjerne's white lie. She gave Ozpin a mug of warm water and turned around, making her tea. As Ozpin stirred his hot chocolate into his mug, he felt something furry rub up against his leg. He looked down to find the kitten, purring and rubbing it's head against his leg.

"Why do we have a small cat in the lounge?" Ozpin asked.

"I got it!" Stjerne jumped down, "Come on you. You might get trampled." She picked the kitten up before eyeing Port.

"What?" Port asked. Glynda, Oobleck and Ozpin all held their breath, trying not to laugh. Stjerne ran over to the couch, where Peach was still asleep.

"Here. Cuddle with Peachie. She needs comforting." Stjerne ordered. The kitten settled down on Peach, snuggling up to her blanket and her warm body. Stjerne came back over, just in time to get her pancakes.

"Yum!!! Thanks Uncle!" She said, digging in.

"You're welcome." He bought two other full plates back over, and rubbed Stjerne's hair good naturedly. The professors ate their breakfast, and then sat back.

"Well, what's on the agenda for today?" Glynda asked.

"Why don't we assemble here in the lounge later and grade papers?" Port said.

"Sounds good." Oobleck sipped from his mug again.

"Well, I did all my paperwork on Thursday, so I'm good for now." Ozpin finished his mug. He looked at Stjerne, who had just finished her pancakes.

"What about Peachie?" Stjerne looked back over towards Peach, who was still snoring on the couch.

"Good point." Glynda shook her head.

"Agreed. Bartholomew, Peter, do you two think you can...you know?" Ozpin nodded in Peach's direction.

"Well, she'll have to snap out of it sooner or later." Port said.

"Agreed. We'll try again." Oobleck agreed.

"Good. Stjerne, why don't you spend the day with me?" Ozpin recommended.

"Really?" Stjerne felt excited.

"Of course. We have matter to look over." Ozpin stood up, "Thanks again for breakfast Bartholomew."

"Of course. Any time sir." Oobleck grinned. Stjerne jumped down and gave Oobleck a quick leg hug before running after Ozpin. The kitten perked up and jumped over Peach, waking her up.

"Huh?! What?!" She sat up with a haphazard mess of her hair, snarled from her two days of grieving.

"Ah, so the Peach awakens." Glynda said, bringing over some mint tea for Peach.

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Ozpin walked back to Stjerne's room and helped her get ready for the day. She then went with him to his office, where they went back down to Ozpin's chambers. He figured that this would be the best place to commence training with Stjerne. When she got older and learned how to fight, he would use the arena. For now, his hidden lounge would have to suffice, as they were in a place where the students wouldn't pry.

"So, are we doing what we did last time?" Stjerne asked, slipping off her shoes on the doormat.

"Well maybe later. But for now I'm going to train you." Ozpin said, taking off his shoes and his coat and setting his cane up against the wall.

"Training?" Stjerne tilted her head in confusion.

"Yes. Your mother left you special powers that will go berserk if not trained. So to prevent an outburst, I am going to train you to control your powers." Ozpin tried to explain in the best way possible. Stjerne sat on the couch and listened. She knew that Ozpin was serious, and that she should try her best to be serious too, despite the fact that she was only six. Her mother had taught her that there was a time for fun and games, and a time to be serious and listen. It may sound complicated to a regular six year old, but being the daughter of a huntress, Stjerne knew that since both her parents were gone, she would have to do her best to live up to both their teachings and that of those around her. Especially that of the teachers, who were experts in the fields of combat and education. It was the best she could do for them. Inwardly, Stjerne knew that she had her promises to keep, and they could not go unanswered. For her, this was a start to fulfilling them.

"What kind of training are we going to do?" Stjerne asked.

"You know your 'death stare of Doom?'" Ozpin asked, kneeling down in front of her.

"Yeah." Stjerne answered.

"Can you do it for me now?" He asked.

"But I can only do it when I'm mad." Stjerne felt more confused.

"Just try. Focus on the one thing that makes you mad and use that to make you angry." Ozpin said. He inwardly hoped he wouldn't have to provoke her into staring angrily, but fortunately, he didn't have to. Stjerne closed her eyes and thought back to yesterday, when that group of women had abused that fox faunus and talked about the teachers at Beacon. Stjerne opened her eyes, and the same flame shone in them, just as powerful and angry as before. It took some effort, but she kept it up until Ozpin allowed her to calm down.

"Good. Now I know how much of your power has awakened." Ozpin said.

"How much?" Stjerne asked.

"Not very much, thank heavens. But the older you get, the more power you will gain. You're safe for now." He stood up.

"Will it only happen when I get angry?" Stjerne asked, feeling a little panicked.

"Well, not always at your age. Your new power will rely solely on your emotions. Like I said, the older you get, the more power will awaken. When you reach the age of maturity, you will be given an Ōrajio, which will aid in controlling your powers. For now, we just have to train you until you reach the age of 15." Ozpin reassured her.

"I hope I don't use my powers to hurt you or the others." Stjerne looked up at Ozpin, her face displaying worry.

"Neither do I. Nor would they, as well as any other innocent bystander. But I don't think that will happen any time soon." Ozpin gave her a reassuring smile, making Stjerne feel reassured.

"So, what now?" She asked.

"Well, since your powers haven't awaken for now, I suppose you're safe for a while. We'll lay off the training until your powers start to awaken more. When you see that your powers awaken more, please come and tell me or the other teachers." Ozpin answered.

"Okay." Stjerne promised. Suddenly, she heard a meow. The kitten had followed Stjerne and Ozpin into the room. It sat on the doormat, watching everything.

"Wha? How did you end up down here?" Stjerne asked.

"I'm just as surprised as you are. How did you come across this cat anyway?" Ozpin shook his head.

"Oh yeah! I met this kitten outside. I was watching Mom wake up." Stjerne explained, realizing that Ozpin didn't know where the kitten came from.

"Wait, what do you mean when you say "Mom"?" Ozpin looked at Stjerne in a confused way.

"Somehow, I always felt like the sun was my Mom. Or rather, my mom was the sun. She was always so bright, and big and beautiful. When my Mom went on missions, she always told me to look at the rising sun and to think of her. She told me to look at the setting sun when it was getting late and to think of Dad." Stjerne recounted in her own childish way. Just hearing this made Ozpin felt sad all over again. He still felt that the role of father had been taken from Verusium by him, but he shook his head and reminded himself of what Glynda had said. Still, he couldn't hide the tears that started to form in his eyes.

"I...see." Ozpin wiped his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Stjerne asked, noticing Ozpin's hesitance. She stood up on the couch and, trying to get closer to Ozpin's level.

"Yes...I will be." Ozpin answered. Stjerne hugged Ozpin, trying to comfort him. Ozpin smiled sadly at Stjerne and hugged her back.

"You're like your mother in so many ways. Please never change Stjerne." He whispered, too quietly for her to hear. Stjerne sat back down, the kitten snuggling up to her.

"Whoa!!" Stjerne fell back down onto the couch.

"It seems your new friend has taken a liking to you." Ozpin laughed a bit.

"Yeah. Can I keep it Oz? Please?" Stjerne pleaded, giving him her best pleading face. The kitten looked up at Ozpin with it's cute baby kitten eyes, as if to be begging "please let this girl keep me!" Ozpin couldn't resist the cute looks the two were giving him.

"Alright. But you're responsible for this kitten. Whatever trouble it causes is on you." Ozpin said.

"Thank you!" Stjerne threw herself on Ozpin again. The kitten had jumped down and started purring and rubbing up against Ozpin.

"Hey Oz, I...." Qrow walked in, seeing the Stjerne and the kitten, "Okay. Do I want to know?"

"How did you know I was here?" Ozpin asked. Stjerne let go of her hug and sat back, with her new pet sitting next to her.

"Glynda told me." Qrow answered, taking a swig of his flask.

"How in the world did she know I was here?" Ozpin wondered. Stjerne shrugged her shoulders.

"I dunno." Qrow shook his head, "what's going on here anyway?"

"I was figuring out how much power has awakened in Stjerne." Ozpin answered.

"How much?" Qrow asked, leaning up against the wall.

"Not very much. I think they'll start to awaken when she's at the age 10 or 11." Ozpin mused.

"Heh. That's a relief." Qrow sat down on the other side of Stjerne, "where'd this mangy little beast come from?"

"This is my new pet! Meet Clockwork!" Stjerne pointed to the cat.

"You thought of a name already?" Ozpin asked, sitting down.

"Well, kinda." Stjerne shrugged.

"Heh. Do you even know what gender they are?" Qrow asked.

"No...." Stjerne shook her head. Ozpin picked up the kitten.

"It would seem Clockwork is a female. I hope we aren't due for a litter of kittens anytime soon." Ozpin set the kitten down.

"It's only a baby Oz. I don't think we have to worry." Qrow said.

"That's not what I meant, Qrow." Ozpin said, mentally facepalming himself. Stjerne placed the kitten on her lap

"I'll turn you into a warrior cat!" She said as she punched the air with her fist. The kitten meowed in agreement, rasing it's paw slightly. Oz and Qrow could barely refrain from laughing.

"I'm serious. I will turn Clockwork into a warrior cat." Stjerne gave the two men a deadpanned look.

"Good luck with that!" Qrow laughed. Irratated by Qrow's remark, Clockwork immediately jumped on his face and started scratching him. Qrow dropped his flask and started panicking. Even his aura couldn't protect him from Clockwork's lethal claws.

"Ack!!! Oz, a little help?!" He flailed his arms. Clockwork held on with an iron grip. Qrow started tripping and stumbling around. After a few minutes, Oz stood up and chased him, trying to help him. Instead, Clockwork started attacking him as well, jumping back and forth between the two men, scratching and meowing furiously. Stjerne giggled at the ridiculous scene that was unfolding before her. Suddenly, she spotted Qrow's flask on the ground and carefully snatched it up before she got knocked over. She jumped back on the couch, and started laughing as she watched the two men trying to get ahold of Clockwork, who was still going berserk. Glynda came in and was shocked to see the two men being attacked by a single kitten, and Stjerne laughing her heart out. She rolled her eyes and used her telekinese to pull the feisty kitten off of the two men. Qrow and Oz both had scratches on their face and hands. After calming it down a bit by petting it, Glynda gave the kitten back to Stjerne.

"I see you have somewhat of a warrior cat." She commented.

"Told you so!" Stjerne looked smugly at Ozpin and Qrow.

"We never should have doubted you." Qrow rubbed his face.

"Agreed." Ozpin sat down, giving the kitten a look-over, "I guess even the smallest of creatures have a strength as strong as that of a beast."

"Heh. She fought like a kitten would." Qrow scanned the ground, looking for his flask, "Has anyone seen Mr Flasky?" He asked.

"You mean this?" Stjerne held up Qrow's flask. Qrow stiffened up a bit. He didn't like it when other people handled his flask.

"Y-yeah... Mind giving it back..." Qrow reached for it, But Stjerne held it back.

"Sorry Qrow. But you have to catch me to get it!" Stjerne laughed as she ran. Much to Ozpin and Qrow's surprise, Stjerne managed to jump flamboyantly from the couch to a chair. Qrow scowled and turned into his Crow form. Stjerne seemed a bit shocked, but didn't flinch. Qrow proceeded to chase her around the room. This went on for a few minutes until Oz finally shook his head and grabbed Stjerne by the waist as she jumped by. Picking up on Ozpin's cue, Glynda suspended Qrow in mid-flight.

"Alright you two, That's enough." Ozpin laughed, taking Qrow's flask out of Stjerne's hands and holding it out to Qrow. He turned back into his human form and accepted the flask.

"Heh. Thanks Oz." Qrow sipped from it.

"When are you ever going to stop drinking that?" Glynda asked.

"How about, never." Qrow smirked, taking another chug.

"Glynda, you know it's impossible to stop Qrow from drinking." Ozpin grinned.

"Hey, I'm an adult, and I act like one." Qrow protested.

"We're both adults, and act like it, you mean." Oz corrected.

"If you ask me, you two act like a pair of kittens." Glynda rolled her eyes. Stjerne burst out laughing at this. Ozpin rolled his eyes and picked Stjerne up again, giving her a noogie.

"You think that's funny don't you?" He grinned.

"Stop stop stop stop!!" Stjerne laughed, failing her arms.

"Give her all you got!" Qrow urged.

"Oh don't worry, I will." Oz assured him. Glynda leaned against the door and watched Oz serve torture to Stjerne. She was glad that he was feeling better about Stjerne. She knew Ozpin had been worried before, but now he seemed determined to finish the daunting task of raising the young girl with him.

"Alright, that's enough. Pretty soon you'll be giving Stjerne hair tangles that will be impossible to brush out." Glynda stepped forward. Ozpin complied and loosened his hold on Stjerne, who scrambled out and rubbed her head.

"That kinda hurt." She giggled softly.

"Sorry. Next time, I won't be so hard." Ozpin sat back, rubbing her hair.

"You have such thick hair." Glynda gently held a strand in her hands, examining it, "how you managed to go through life with this much, escapes me."

"Mom said I was born with a lot of it too." Stjerne recalled.

"That's right. You were there when Stjerne was born, Glynda." Ozpin reminded her.

"Oh yeah." Glynda sat down on the other side of Stjerne.

"You were?!" Stjerne bounced a bit, excited at this new information.

"I was. I wasn't the only one. Peach was there was well. Along with Oobleck, Port and Ozpin." Glynda nodded.

"That's sooo cool! Does that mean you guys are really family to me then!" Stjerne looked between the teachers.

"Hmmm. I guess you can say we are, on a different level." Ozpin mused.

"Yes!!!" Stjerne hugged Ozpin again.

"I swear you are a hug monster, just like your mother." Glynda muttered. Ozpin just gave her a reassuring smile.

"Heh. You two look like a couple. Stjerne's gonna grow and be a mix of you two." Qrow laughed. Ozpin just deadpanned while Glynda used her Telekinesis to try and grab Qrow. Unfortunately, Qrow shapeshifted into a crow and flew off, aiming for the window. Glynda saw this and slammed the window shut, causing Qrow to smash right into the glass and fall to the ground.

"Is he alright?!" Stjerne panicked.

"He'll be fine. Qrow has suffered worse then this before." Ozpin said cheerfully. Meanwhile, Qrow had picked himself up and shapeshifted back into human form.

"Owww. Glynda! What the-" Glynda picked him up and slammed his head into the floor.

"Language Qrow. I know what you were about to say." Glynda said darkly.

"Ugh. Thanks a lot, Goodwitch." Qrow stood up, his hand on the wall for support.

"How did you do that?" Stjerne asked.

"Huh? Oh, you mean my crow form?" Qrow asked, catching on.

"Yeah! It's so cool!" Stjerne nodded.

"Huh. Well, that's a first. Anyway, You can thank Ozzy for my crow form." Qrow gestured at Ozpin.

"Huh?" Stjerne looked back at Ozpin.

"Well, it's a bit complicated. I hate to ask, but can I answer that question later?" Ozpin asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"For now, just say that it's magic." Glynda filled in.

"Okay. I guess that works." Stjerne shrugged. Ozpin gave Glynda a grateful look.

"One thing I wanna know. Why weren't you scared when I shapeshifted? Most people freak out if they catch me shape-shifting." Qrow asked, sitting himself down on the ground.

"I just wasn't. Sure it was weird, but it didn't scare me." Stjerne answered. Clockwork climbed on her lap, begging for her attention with her purring, to which Stjerne responded by petting Clockwork.

"Heh. Well, I'll say you were the first person who didn't freak out when they see that." Qrow laughed a bit.

"Stjerne will have to grow used to seeing magic in action. She will be using magic of her own in the future." Ozpin said quietly.

"Then let us hope and pray that she will be ready when that day comes." Glynda agreed.

"Amen." Qrow raised his flask in agreement.

"I hope I'll be ready too." Stjerne looked at Ozpin.

"I'm sure you will be." Ozpin reassured her, rubbing her hair affectionately....

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Yep, here's part 6. More on the way. Hope you guys are enjoying this so far.

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Rekindle Chapter 8: Mittens for Kittens

Marinette struggles with new feelings for her partner in superheroics. 

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Marinette hesitated over her phone, her finger hovering over the send button. She wasn’t exactly sure why this was so nerve wracking - it wasn’t like this was the first time she had invited Chat Noir over before. As winter had crept in, she found that a certain chilly kitty had been asking more and more frequently to stop by in the middle of his patrols. Sometimes just for a few minutes to warm up. Sometimes a few minutes would turn into a few hours as they talked and laughed over hot chocolate and warm blankets.

It made her wonder why he always insisted on taking on more of her patrols during the winter. For all this time, she had thought that he was just not as affected by the cold. Which was true, in a sense - the ladybug miraculous had only worsened her tolerance for winter’s bite. But no. It turns out he is exactly as affected by the cold as a normal guy in black leather would be.

Well, she’d finally asked him about it as Marinette just yesterday. He had turned to her with a cocky smile and eyes full of tender affection and said, “It might be cold, but love keeps me warm. I don’t like it, but if it helps her, then I can’t complain, you know?”

She was glad that he had been on the way out the window at that point, since she wasn’t sure she’d be able to form coherent sentences after that. Maybe that was why it was hard for her to invite him tonight. It hadn’t really occurred to her that what they were doing could be considered lying to him. Even after all these years of rebuking his advances and turning him down and telling him to stop flirting, he still felt such affection for her that he was willing to brave long nights in the cold for her sake. It had been hard to be just friends with the masks, even as they grew close as partners. Here she was, able to vent to someone, talk to someone about her frustrations and problems and Chat couldn’t do much more than give vague indications of how his life was going. It felt cruel.

It could also be that tonight she had planned to give him what she had been working on ever since last week when he mentioned the chill for the first time. It hadn’t been hard to find the time and energy to work on it. It wasn’t like her work was creatively draining, after all. Measurements had been harder to come across, but one thing she had picked up during this internship was getting a good sense at guessing sizes. Besides, he was pretty similar in build to another green eyed boy, and while it was embarrassing to admit, she had his measurements practically memorized.

Would they fit? Would he like them? Would he wear them on patrol like she hoped?

Only one way to find out, she thought as she pressed the send button.

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Adrien was shivering as he perched on the balcony railing of Marinette’s old room. He had been hoping that the sweet scent wafting up from the bakery would be enough to renew his determination to finish the patrol, but that idea didn’t pan out like he’d hoped. Instead of being motivated to get the run the rest of the route, he just wanted to stay here and enjoy the smell for a while longer.

His wallowing in his own misery was interrupted when he received a message on his baton. As always, there was a brief flash of irrational hope that it was Ladybug summoning him for a late night visit, but he was pleased nonetheless once he realized it was Marinette.

Marinette: Movie night?

He took one look around at the cold and darkness, and thought of hot chocolate and sharing a blanket a Marinette’s place. The choice was clear.

Chat Noir: Missing me already? :3

There was a slight hesitation as he sent that message. Was it too flirty? He didn't want to undermine their relationship by being flirty. There was already one woman in his life that kept him at arm's length because of it. He didn't want to add another.

Marinette: Yes or no, kitty, my hand is on the window lock.

He breathed a sigh of relief. If she was still offering, then she wasn't offended.

Chat Noir: Coming right over!

With renewed energy, he leapt from the balcony and made his way along the route that would bring him to Marinette. It didn’t take long; he had become very familiar with the area since he started visiting. In what felt like no time at all he was already sneaking in through the window and basking in the warmth of her living room. His basking was cut short when Marinette poked her head into the room and grinned.

“I’ve got something for you, Chat!” She approached while holding a large gift bag.

“Yeah? What’s the occasion?” Even if she knew when it was, his birthday had already passed without fanfare (hurray, another pen from his father) and there was still a few months before Christmas.

The question seemed to confuse her. “I don’t need an occasion to give my friends presents, Chat Noir. Here,” she pushed the bag into his hands, “I’ll make us some hot chocolate.”

While she did move into the kitchen, he couldn’t help but notice that as he started to open the bag she was unabashedly staring at him. It became clear why when he pulled out a black sweater and a pair of thick mittens. Fittingly, a smiling cartoon cat head was embroidered on the front in lime green thread. A matching smile dawned on his face as he rubbed the fabric against his cheek, reveling in how soft it was. He recognized the fabric, of course. He felt touched that her first thought was to use it for his sake.

“You… like it, then?” He looked over to see Marinette nervously wringing her hands, but otherwise trying to pretend she was uninterested.

“No,” he said, completely deadpan.

“Oh… I’m-”

A grin split his face. “I love it. It’s purrfect. Did you make it yourself?” He slipped the sweater on, the world going dark for a moment as he navigated his way through its dark recesses. It was a little long in the arms, but otherwise it fit snuggly.

She smacked him on the arm. "That was rude, scaring me like that. Anyway," she nodded proudly. "I did! It’s been awhile since I’ve just gotten to make things for my friends.”

“Really?” He asked while pointedly looking around the room at the half-finished projects.

“Those are commissions, kitty. It isn’t a lot, but it keeps me in practice and gives me some extra euros for rainy days.”

“So you take commissions then? Do you think I could hire you to make something for Ladybug?”

To his surprise, she looked panicky. “Well, I, uh, you see… yes? I suppose?”

“That’s great! If it is even half as good as this is,” he bunched up the sweater in his claws, “then I’m sure she’ll love it!” A few minutes passed as she made their drinks and he admired her handiwork. “So what other projects are you working on?”

As the conversation shifted, Adrien realized just how long it had been since anyone had given him something ‘just because.’ He didn’t know how yet, but he resolved to return the favor somehow. Already, a few ideas were coming to mind…

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“Hey, girl! How are you holding up?”

Marinette pressed the phone between her ear and shoulder so she could stir the pasta. After having Chat’s and having in love with the taste, she made him teach her how to make it. It took a little practice, but she liked what she made.

“Pretty good. I’ve on top of commissions for the first time in forever, my internship isn’t being a huge pain in my rear, and things are looking up I think!”

“I’m glad it hear it, girl!” Her voice took on a sly edge. “Does it have anything to do with a certain blonde boy paying you a visit…?”

Marinette’s heart skipped a beat and she nearly dropped the phone in the sauce. She hadn’t told anyone about Chat Noir’s visits, especially not Alya the full time reporter and Ladyblog owner, as much as it pained her to keep more secrets from her best friend. How could she have figured it out?

Doing her best to keep her voice light and carefree, she asked, “How’d you know about that? Have you been watching my house again, Alya?”

Alya scoffed. “Oh come on, that was once! And I needed to know for sure if you were Ladybug or not!”

Thankfully, Tikki had spotted her and they managed to rig up a dummy while Marinette fought the akuma of the day. It had been a close call, though.

“...but if you must know, Nino told me.”

That… only raised more questions. “How did Nino know?”

“Girl, Nino is basically the only one that Adrien has any connect with anymore. According to Nino, Adrien all but promised that he was going to visit you on your birthday. Honestly, it’s been a long time coming.”

“But that can’t be…” Marinette trailed off. She was going to say the only one who had visited her on her birthday was Chat Noir, but she couldn’t tell Alya that. Instead, she opted to change the topic. “So how is your trip to the States going?”

With Alya successful distracted, the conversation was kept to safer ground. Still, Marinette couldn’t help but feel a nagging suspicion in the back of her mind. Was it just a coincidence that Adrien promised to show the same day Chat Noir did? Maybe Nino just misunderstood what Adrien was going to do. Or it could be that Adrien got cold feet - all the better since Chat Noir ended up staying for so long.

She very pointedly avoided thinking about the most obvious solution. Ladybug was lucky, but she wasn’t that lucky.

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Rescue (Chapter 6)

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summary:  When Soonyoung finally “agrees” to let Junhui get a dog for their apartment, he realizes that he needed something a little bit more than a puppy. Enter Minghao, the bona fide Bad Boy™ with tattoos and piercings. Oh, and he doodles puppies and kittens in their Probability and Confirmation class.

chapter 6: dino

“Okay Dokyeom!” Dino announced, pulling out one of his class notebooks and setting it on Dokyoem’s desk. “It’s time to go over our plan for Operation Make Minghao Smile.”

Dokyeom was leaning back in “his” office chair in “his” cramped office. Spoilers: it wasn’t really his office (or his chair), he just pretended it was when the vet wasn’t there to, you know, care. Not that Dino would ever use this info against Dokyeom.

“Do we really need an operation name, Dino?” Dokyeom nervously scratched his head, his messy brown hair getting even messier. Dino had picked up on all sorts of Dokyeom nervous ticks, but this one was his most obvious; he knew he could charm his way into getting Dokyeom to help him out.

“Of course we do! ” Dino loudly retorted. “We need to have a codename to talk about our mission when Hao-hao’s around.”

Dokyeom paused for a moment. He was shooting Dino a puzzled look, like he still wasn’t quite on board despite Dino’s complete and unwavering conviction for codenames and missions and everything else covert. What wasn’t there to like about operation names? It was cool! Dokyeom was such a party-pooper sometimes.

“Okay… but… how does saying Operation Make Minghao Smile, like, not tell Minghao exactly what the goal of our Operation is.”

“It doesn’t because we’re going to have a codename for our codename, silly.”

Dokyeom sighed, leaning back in his chair even farther. The chair audibly creaked, though Dokyeom didn’t seem to mind much. “And what’s the codename for our codename?”

“Operation Mimosa, duh.”

Dokyeom raised an eyebrow in response. “I’m not even going to ask--”

“--Well, since you asked,” Dino interjected, “If you make an acronym from ‘Make Minghao Smile,’ it comes out to MMS, which you can sound out to make mimosa.”

His boss seemed to be deep in thought, as if he were trying to work out Dino’s logic in his head. Meanwhile, Dino just sat there expectantly, waiting for Dokyeom to realize his brilliance. Everybody always seemed so surprised when he said something even somewhat intelligent.

“That… That’s actually pretty clever,” Dokyeom finally replied. Dino: 1, Dokyeom: 0.

“And we can celebrate with mimosas after it works!”

“Don’t push it,” Dokyeom muttered, earning an immediate frown from Dino. “Why do we even wanna make Minghao smile?”

Dino frowned even more. How could Dokyeom, like, not have noticed? Was it not completely obvious to everyone in the whole wide world? Ever since the whole Junhui thing, Minghao was practically a ghost of his previous bad-boy self.

“Have you been living under a rock for the past few weeks, Dokyeom?”

“Um, well, actually--”

“--Yeah yeah yeah, you’ve been busy with whatever it is Dokyeoms go off and do,” Dino dismissively interrupted, watching as Dokyeom made a face. “Let me just remind you why Minghao hasn’t been himself.”

Dokyeom leaned back even farther in his chair. Dino was like 99% sure he was going to fall over.

“First, Minghao’s stopped talking.”

“Um, did he ever really talk much to begin with?”

“Yes!” Dino fiercely answered, leaning forward in his seat and staring directly at Dokyeom. “Minghao may not be the most talkative person ever, but he used to at least say more than ‘Hi’ and ‘Thanks’ or whatever. Now I’m lucky to get a grunt for yes out of him. Maybe he didn’t say much to you, but he used to talk to me all the time. Things like ‘Why don’t you go eat the cat litter, Dino,’ or ‘How’s the weather down there, Dino,’ or ‘Did you actually eat the cat litter today, Dino.’ Now he doesn’t say anything like that!”

Dokyeom leaned back a little farther until he actually almost fell out of his chair, catching himself before outright disaster. Dino repressed his desire to laugh out loud; Operation Mimosa was more important. Pretending like nothing happened, Dokyeom pivoted to his response:

“Aaaand that’s a bad thing how?”

Dino basically erupted, flying out of his seat and onto his feet in a passionate defense for Minghao. “Don’t you see a problem here!? Minghao used to care about me, that’s why he used to say those things. It was Minghao’s way of connecting with me -- his own sardonic, melodramatic, ridiculous way! But you know what? He owned it, and I loved it. Now he can’t even bring himself to be, well, himself!”

Dino sat back down again, collecting himself.

“And that brings me to number two: Minghao doesn’t seem to care about anything anymore.”

Dino sighed.

“Me included.”

“I’m sure it’s not just you.”

“It’s not, Dokyeom. It’s everything. You may not notice because you spend all your time doing paperwork and check-ups, but Minghao has been really reserved. Mellow. Like, even around the rescues, he doesn’t act like his usual self. Even around me, he doesn’t act like his usual self. And maybe I’m not his favorite person right now, but he always loves the rescues. You know Joshua Hong?”

Dokyeom made a face, as if he were deep in thought.

“Cute? Reddish-pink hair?” Dino prodded.

“Um, I don’t think so.”

“Joshua is his tutor for a few of his classes. Anyways, so he dropped by the shelter yesterday. Apparently Hao hasn’t been going to any of their tutoring sessions. He used to religiously go, Dokyeom. Like he made me cover his shift here once so he could go to his tutoring appointment with Joshua!”

Dokyeom frowned.

“Yeah, I covered for him! The point is that he used to genuinely care about doing well in his classes. But now I think he doesn’t even care about that. Or here. Or me. He’s down in the dumps, Dokyeom.”

Dino sighed again, fidgeting with the pen in his hand. “Third, Hao hasn’t been eating.”

Dokyeom frowned again. This time, Dino could tell it was less of a disapproving frown and more of a concerned frown.

“Are you su--”

“--Yes.”

“Hmmph,” Dokyeom replied. “I mean, he usually didn’t eat a lot, so--”

“But this is different, Dokyeom,” Dino insisted. He was slightly exasperated thinking about it, but he had to tell Dokyeom. “He used to eat most things I brought him. Now he won’t even look at it. He won’t even bring his own food either.”

Dokyeom pursed his lips. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yes, okay . Operation… Mimosa, or whatever, is a go.”

Finally, some progress! He had been telling Dokyeom about Operation Mimosa for the past few days, but Dokyeom kept waving him off. Now he knew he had his boss’s timid support, and that was more than he expected, to be honest. Meanwhile, Dokyeom shook his head, wondering just what he had gotten himself into.

“So here’s the plan,” Dino started, “I told Mull8 th--”

“--Wait wait wait.‘Mull8’ ? Did I hear that right?”

“Yeah, Mull8! That’s our codename for the target, Hao-hao.”

“Why? ” Dokyeom spat out.

“Do you remember back when he had that mullet for a few months? And his favorite number is eight, so, Mull8!”

Dokyeom buried his face in his palms. “Oh my go--”

“--I’m Agent Ramyum and you’re Agent Buttercup!”

“I regret agreeing to this so much.”

“This is important, Agent Buttercup,”

“If it’s so important did you really have to name me after a My Little Pony character!?”

“Are you trying to say you’re not a Buttercup?”

“I definitely am not!”

“Besides, I only named you Agent Buttercup because of Hansol’s chinchilla.”

Dino wasn’t going to lie; he secretly loved it every time Dokyeom was rendered completely and totally speechless. Like right now. There was something oddly satisfying about being so extra that people just didn’t know how to react. Especially people who were so slow to pick up on jokes, like Dokyeom.

“Anyways, so where was I?” Dino continued, pausing to remind himself what he was talking about. “Oh yeah, Mull8. So I told Mull8 to drop by after his class. I mentioned that he forgot something here.”

“Well? Did he?”

Dino looked away and quietly replied: “Not really…”

Dokyeom raised one of his eyebrows.

“Okay, well, he forgot about being best friends with me.”

“Aww, Dino,” his boss replied, making a sad face.

“It’s okay, though! This is why we have Operation Mimosa! Like I was saying, I’m going to lure Mull8 here, and then force him to come over to my apartment. I’ll say that I must have taken his thing home with me or whatever. Once we get there, your job, Agent Buttercup, is to block the door so that he can’t leave. I’m going to explain to Mull8 that this is an intervention, that we’re getting him a one-way ticket out of Mopeville.”

“Oh my god.”

“So, right now, I have enough popcorn to feed a small village, three really cheesy movies that I picked out on Netflix, and enough blankets to make at least 17 blanket forts. Oh, and some hair bleach.”

“Hair bleach? … Why?”

“New hair, new Hao, new boy crush. Duh.”

“Uh huh,” Dokyeom half-agreed. “Speaking of new boy crush… what exactly happened with old boy crush again?”

Oh, yeah. That.

“Well, um, honestly, I don’t know if Hao-hao is over Junhui. If I know anything about him, it’s that he’s probably out there beating himself up over yelling at me in front of his crush. He’s probably trying to get over his crush, but, like, can’t.”

Dokyeom just nodded. Dino decided to let the silence settle between the two of them, something he usually didn’t do. He really didn’t like thinking about what Minghao said to him. It hurt, you know? Minghao was one of his closest friends, and for him to say all of those things… even if he didn’t mean them...

“Yeah,” Dokyeom finally blurted out, “You sounded really upset when you called me after that whole… thing.”

“I know and I’m so so sorry I had to close down early after that, I know I was supposed to work til closing and I know it’s my job to take care of everything during my shift because you know that’s why you let me work here and I really let you down and I’m just so sorry and ups--”

“--Dino, it’s okay,” his boss interrupted. Dino looked up, and Dokyeom was looking back at him all concerned and stuff. His words and his expression were completely earnest. He forgot Dokyeom could be like that, and it made him feel so… relieved, that Dokyeom wasn’t like your normal boss.

“You were going through some things, and I get it. It’s also Minghao’s fault for walking out on you.”

“I know.”

“Dino, you did good, you focused on helping Junhui and then you called me. You did what you could do.”

“I -- I know,” Dino choked out.

“And…” Dokyeom started. “Well, I hate to ask this, but, like, why are you even trying to make Minghao happy again after he made you cry like that? After he said all of those mean things?”

“Because he’s my best friend, and he was having a bad day.”

*

“Dino.”

“Hao-hao.”

“Where’s my homework.”

To be honest, Dino wasn’t entirely sure that he was going to make it this far. He was 95% confident that Dokyeom was going to blow their cover at some point and/or that Minghao was going to catch on to what was going on. But, to his surprise, Dokyeom kept it together, and Minghao was oblivious. Dino had managed to convince Minghao that, yes, he had actually forgotten a piece of homework. And, yes, in a stroke of bad luck and bad forethought, Dino accidentally brought it home to his apartment. Furthermore, Dino was absolutely sure that it was due tomorrow because he remembered seeing a date on the assignment. Oh, and Dokyeom had decided to tag along for no particular reason. Minghao bought all of it. Bad boy? More like gullible boy. Not that Dino would ever say something that salacious to Hao-hao’s face. And, you know, risk death.

But, now that Minghao was actually in his apartment, the ruse was about to fall apart. Dino hadn’t really planned for how Minghao might react. Was he going to get angry? Was he going to try to leave? Was he going to chew him out again? Dino looked over Minghao’s shoulder and saw a very concerned Dokyeom. Dino quickly motioned toward the door, and Dokyoem got the signal -- block the door so that Minghao couldn’t leave. Agent Buttercup slowly moved into position.

“Dino,” Minghao sternly repeated. He was practically glowering at him, sullen eyes boring through Dino’s purest of intentions. Minghao was definitely not happy.

“Um,” Dino started, trying to think of words -- any words -- that might be able to convince Minghao to stay.

“I didn’t forget my homework, did I?”

Minghao was really glaring at him now. Dino kept wracking his brain, begging himself to come up with something, anything, to keep Minghao here. It’s like his brain was molasses, not a single coherent sentence or an iota of logical thought reaching him.

“And you didn’t bring it here, did you?”

Dino looked over Minghao’s shoulder again, his eyes pleading with Dokyeom to help him. Dokyeom just shrugged, looking equally as clueless and not-helpful as Dino’s brain. Note to self: write in Agent Buttercup’s performance eval that he’s not good at thinking on his feet.

“You don’t even know if I have homework due tomorrow, do you?”

Note to self #2: Agent Ramyun is also not good at thinking on his feet.

His friend rolled his eyes and sighed disapprovingly before turning around to leave. Minghao was moving quickly, but he stopped just in front of the door -- Dokyeom was blocking his exit. Dino could see Dokyeom’s eyes focus, like he had already prepared for Dino’s incompetence, like he had been steeling himself for this Minghao confrontation. It wasn’t like that was entirely surprising: Dokyeom probably had contingency plans for Dino throughout the shelter, Agent Ramyum just didn’t know about them. For instance, there probably was a plan B for when Dino accidentally adopted out the wrong pet to someone, which he almost did last week.

“So you’re in on this, too,” Minghao dryly said. It wasn’t really a question, like Minghao was totally disinterested in whatever Dokyeom decided to say in response.

“C’mon Hao, just listen to Dino,” Dokyeom calmly started, “He’s your best friend. Do you really think he’d plan all of this if it wasn’t important?”

“Oh, I’m sure he’d do something this stupid.”

Dino couldn’t see Minghao’s face, but he was sure it was expressionless, devoid of any feeling. Just like how he’d been for the past few weeks. Dokyeom, meanwhile, narrowed his eyes, basically glaring at Minghao.

“Hao,” Dokyeom replied, clearly agitated that Minghao was so openly dissing him. It wasn’t like his normal disses -- Minghao fully meant what he said, it wasn’t sarcastic or harmless teasing.

Minghao grunted, turning around to face Dino. His now-obvious annoyed expression definitely confirmed Dino’s suspicions: Minghao was not happy.

“So, um, I know the thing with Junhui a few weeks ago sucked.” Minghao’s expression soured even more; honestly, Dino didn’t think it was possible. “And I know I was partly to blame for making fun of you, and I’m really really sorry. I don’t think you meant what you said, but, um, I won’t lie. It hurt my feelings a lot.”

“And you didn’t mean to hurt his feelings, right? ” Dokyoem interjected.

“Even if you say you did, I wouldn’t believe you,” Dino replied before Minghao could open his mouth. “Either way, all I know is that you haven’t been yourself the past few weeks, Hao-hao. And you can try to say that ‘This is who I really am’ or whatever, Hao, but I still wouldn’t believe you. You’re not like this. You’re not boring. You’re not dismissive. You’re not someone who just drags themselves from place to place. I know you, Hao. You care a lot about your classes, you go to your tutoring sessions, you like doodling animals and dancing, you volunteer in the shelter because damnit Hao you love those rescues. And you say you tolerate me but I know you consider me a friend.”

Minghao looked away. His expression was softening, like Dino was getting through to him.

“And you can say whatever you want to try to deny that, but I know it’s true. I know it because you’re one of my best friends, Hao. You’re like a big brother to me.”

His friend looked back at him, his eyes wide.

“I wanted you to come over because I want you to feel better, Hao-hao. I want you to stop being so mopey, goddamnit! So I dragged Dokyeom into this, and… and we’re going to hang out tonight because you need to be reminded that you have friends that care a lot about you.”

“I know you care,” Minghao softly replied, looking away again. It was one of Dino’s favorite things about Minghao -- how ridiculously shy he got when his true feelings finally peeked through.

“Yeah, well I’m going to have to prove it to you, Hao-hao! So we’re going to watch cheesy Netflix movies, eat so much popcorn that we’ll get sick, hide in blanket forts on the couch, and we’re gonna bleach your hair,” Dino finished, holding up a bag of hair bleach.

“Wait, what,” Dokyeom piped up. Apparently he had forgotten about that part.

“I am not letting you bleach my hair,” Minghao insisted.

Dino just smiled knowingly.

*

“I’m going to help Dokyeom out in the back, Dino. You’ll be alright out front?”

Dino looked back at his friend, who was hovering in the open doorway heading to the exam room. Hansol had come in with Buttercup -- again -- and this time he brought along his boyfriend Seungkwan, who seemed to be even more of a hyperactive hypochondriac than Hansol. Hence the need for reinforcements; Dokyeom couldn’t deal with Hansol and Seungkwan breathing down his neck about their chinchilla’s mysterious “lethargy.”

Did anybody ever try telling them that maybe they had a lazy chinchilla?

“Dino?”

“Oh, yeah, I’ll be fine,” Dino said, smiling a little too much. He flashed an enthusiastic thumbs-up at Minghao who 100% definitely had bleach-blonde ramen-colored hair.

Minghao shot him a weird look, like Dino was the one who had bleached hair.

After his friend closed the door to the exam room, Dino chuckled to himself: Minghao was such a pushover. It took not even five minutes of pestering for black-haired Hao to buckle, giving into Dino’s puppy eyes. It was the “older brother” thing to do, Dino insisted. He loved every second of it -- if Minghao had been one of those Kpop idols or whatever, Dino stanned soft Hao-hao. He was just so cute.

And a pushover.

Minghao never really did apologize for three weeks ago. He didn’t have to, though. At least not verbally. Dino knew Minghao, and he knew that words were not his thing. No, Dino knew that Minghao was sorry when Minghao brought him a burrito yesterday. A burrito! Minghao doesn’t even buy burritos for himself. His friend gave it to him wordlessly with a small smile. It was cute.

Yet, despite the Operation Mimosa’s complete and resounding success, something was still off. Minghao was better, but Dino could tell something was off. He was still quiet. Reserved. Dino had a hunch it was about Junhui.

Dino heard the door open, perking up to see who it was.

Oh shit.

“Oh hey Dino.”

Oh shit oh shit oh shit.

Dino recognized that lilt in his voice, and he knew Minghao would too if he heard him, if he heard Junhui. Meanwhile, Junhui seemed completely oblivious to his role as Minghao’s #1 problem right now. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have come here, Dino reasoned.

“Oh, um, hi Junhui,” Dino choked out, trying to keep his voice quiet-ish. He needed to get Junhui out of here before Minghao finished up in the back and before Junhui figured out that Minghao was here. Dino ran one of his hands through his dyed brown hair, pushing it back. He wasn’t good at thinking on his feet, how was he going to pull this off?

“So, um, how can I help you?”

“Oh, I --” Junhui started, stopping mid-sentence without much explanation. “I was just in the neighborhood with Lilli and figured I’d stop by?”

Junhui looked down at Lilli, and the little sausage pup was excitedly wagging her tail in response. Damnit, it was so cute; Lilli had a pastel pink collar now, and it looked like Junhui was walking her using a pink leash with flowers on it. She seemed to recognize this place, too, wagging her tail even more when she noticed him at the front desk. Oh my god, he wanted to pet her so badly. Instead, Dino nervously laughed like an idiot. He really wasn’t good at this thinking-on-your-feet thing.

“It’s nice of you to visit!” he finally responded. Dino was trying his best to keep his responses short, hoping that Junhui would leave.

“I actually had a few questions, too.” Junhui shifted his weight, watching Dino carefully. “You know, about puppy training.”

“Um, well, actually --”

“I mean, if you’re busy, I could wait and ask Minghao or something?”

Abort, abort, abort!

“No-no-no, you can totally ask me, I know a lot about puppies!” Dino exclaimed... anything to avoid another Junhui-Minghao interaction -- another disaster. “Besides, Hao-hao’s busy right now.”

“Oh, so he’s here?” Junhui piped up.

Shit.

“Uh, yeah,” Dino admitted, silently berating himself for being such a dumbass. “But he won’t be done in the examination room for, like, hours.” And with Seungkwan and Hansol, that might actually be true.

“He’s in the examination room?” Junhui looked back at the door behind Dino, the door that said ‘Examination Room’ in big, bold letters.

Shit!

Dino just about wanted to light himself on fire right now.

“Yeah, but it’ll be a really long appointment! So you should just ask me your questions.” And maybe forget about Minghao .

“Okay. And then maybe Minghao can examine me.”

What? Dino cocked an eyebrow, and Jun’s eyes grew super wide in embarrassment.

“I meant ‘my Lilli,’ sorry,” Junhui added. “Sometimes I, um, forget how to talk.”

“Uh huh.”

“It usually happens around Minghao for some reason…” Jun explained.

What was going on with Junhui? Last time he visited, he was pretty calm and collected; he wasn’t really flirting, but he also wasn’t really not flirting. Little things here and there made Dino wonder if Junhui really liked Minghao. But this week basically confirmed it. Who the hell forgets how to talk about one of their random classmates? No, Junhui probably liked Minghao.

Buuuuuut, Minghao definitely would not want to see Junhui right now. Dino had to stick to his plan: he had to get Junhui out of here ASAP so that he could avoid another catastrophe.

“O… kay,” Dino slowly enunciated, confusion spilling out into his voice. “So you had some questions?”

“Oh, um, yeah! I actually have a list.”

Dino watched as Junhui pulled out a neatly-folded piece of paper from his pocket and started unfolding it. He could feel his soul leaving his body as Junhui kept unfolding it and unfolding it until it was a full-sized lined piece of notebook paper with Junhui’s neat and tiny handwriting filling up each line with questions. Lilli kept trying to get Junhui’s attention, resting her front paws on his shins while her hind paws were on the ground. Junhui finally acquiesced, picking her up with his free hand.

“Um…” Dino demurred.

“Oh, uh, these aren’t all questions!” Junhui replied, laughing a little at Dino’s shocked response. “I have some other random notes here. Mostly because Lilli here is so… special.”

Of course he had a list. Of course Minghao would fall for the cute studious boy who makes disorganized lists and has a lilt in his voice. It all was starting to make sense now.

“Um, I can really just wait for Minghao if you want? It’s no big deal.”

Apparently Dino hadn’t changed his expression at all. “No, um, I can just answer your questions quickly? Yeah, that’s what I’ll do.”

Before Dino could mentally (and maybe physically) facepalm at himself for stupidly thinking out loud, a loud shriek cut through the building.

“OW!”

Oh shit, that was definitely Minghao’s voice, and it definitely came from the examination room.

“Is Minghao alright?” Junhui asked, putting Lilli down.

“Um, I’m sure he’s fine,” Dino answered, looking back toward the examination room. “He probably just hurt himself, he’s good at doing that.”

“Oh.” Junhui had this fond smile plastered on his face, the smile he usually had when he was looking at Lilli. Shit, did he make Junhui like Minghao even more?

Before Dino could even begin to answer Junhui’s first question, the door to the examination room burst open. Seungkwan and Hansol led the way with Hansol carrying the small pet carrier again. The first thing he heard, though, was Minghao’s shrill, nasally voice, which was really goddamn loud.

“I can’t believe their chinchilla bit me!”

Oh, so Minghao didn’t actually hurt himself this time.

“Seungkwannie, can chinchillas get diseases from humans?” Hansol quietly asked his boyfriend, who seemed frustrated with the whole ordeal.

“How am I supposed to know, Hansol? I’m studying to be a human doctor -- do you really think I have time for veterinary classes on top of Advanced Organic Chemistry, Physical Inorganic Chemistry, Ethics and Medicine, and Cell Biology for Pre-Medical Majors? Not to mention all the time I have to spend shadowing doctors and volunteering at hospitals and doing non-acaedmic extracurriculars.”

“I know you’re very busy, babe,” Hansol softly responded. “I was just asking because you’re so smart.”

God, Dino wanted to gag so badly right now.

Meanwhile, Seungkwan smiled ever-so-slightly, his chronically stressed facial features softening a bit. “We should just wait for the vet like Dokyeom said. I’m sure Buttercup will be okay til then.”

“Seungkwan?” Junhui piped up. “What -- I’m so confused. How did you beat me here?”

“Oh hey Junhui. My beau drove us here,” Seungkwan replied, looking up at his boyfriend fondly.

“No, you’re my Boo,” Hansol added, not missing a beat.

Dino actually started gagging this time, earning a mixture of concerned and annoyed looks from the small audience that was gathering in the front. Dino felt bad, but their PDA was just so… gross . Nothing like the soft flirty heart eyes Minghao made for Junhui a few weeks ago.

“Oh it’s nice to meet you,” Junhui answered after Dino was done externally dying. To be perfectly clear, he was still internally dying.

“Oh, yeah!” Seungkwan jumped in. “Hansol, this is Jun. Jun, this is Hansol, my boyfriend.”

“Like we couldn’t tell,” Dino butted in, earning a dark look from Seungkwan. Hansol nodded at Junhui while Junhui smiled.

“And this is Lilli!” Junhui added, motioning toward his puppy.

Hansol nodded again, seemingly not impressed by the literal ball of cuteness standing next to Junhui.

“I’m sorry, he’s scared of dogs,” Seungkwan explained.

“Oh.” Junhui seemed a little disappointed by that, and, honestly, Dino was too: who doesn’t like dogs? “Um, random question, but is Minghao back there?”

“Yeah,” Hansol answered. “You know Minghao?”

Junhui seemed a little taken aback by that totally normal question. “Um, well, yeah, you see, w-we’re--”

“--Oh my god, you like him,” Seungkwan interrupted, a big smile forming on his face.

In some far off universe, Dino was internally regretting everything in life right now. He could see this slow-motion trainwreck happening from a mile away.

“Jun’s in loooooove ,” Seungkwan teased, causing Junhui’s cheeks to turn a rosy pink. “Beau, we should go so that Junhui can have some alone time with his boyfriend.”

Hansol frowned. “You’re my boo.”

“What am I? Chopped liver?” Dino interjected.

Seungkwan groaned in response. “C’mon Hansol, let’s take Buttercup home. Besides, I’ve got to study for my four exams next week. And drink my sixth cup of coffee for the day. Unlike some people here, I actually have to know what a liver looks like.”

Seungkwan and Hansol headed for the exit. Lilli barked at Buttercup’s pet carrier while Hansol walked by with it in hand. Seungkwan made a supremely annoyed face at Lilli. Hansol looked back at Dino and mouthed ‘sorry’ at him. Junhui awkwardly waved bye, though Seungkwan was having none of it. Seungkwan and Hansol left. And Minghao finally stepped out of the back room, stopping in his tracks as soon as he noticed Junhui. Dino actually threw his face into his palms this time -- this was such a mess. Everything was happening so fast.

“What are you doing here?” Minghao pointedly asked Junhui, a whole lot of venom in his tone falling on the ‘you’ part of that question. In fact, his voice had done a complete 180 from earlier; instead of being soft-spoken and quiet, Minghao’s voice was lower and a little gravelly. Like he too was extremely fed up with this situation. Dino finally removed his face from his hands and looked over at Junhui, who was still blushing pretty profusely. He seemed legitimately surprised by Minghao’s question.

“Well, um, I was just in the neighborhood, and, um, I had a few questions about, well, puppy training and…”

Junhui’s soft voice got quieter and quieter until it disappeared altogether, the honeyed lisp dying under Minghao’s intense gaze. There was absolutely nothing Dino could do now other than watch the impending fireworks. Minghao was royally upset.

“Wow, your hair’s blonde…” Junhui whispered. Dino looked back at Minghao, who was still parked next to the examination room doorway. He seemed even more peeved by Junhui’s comment, full-on glaring at Junhui. Dino looked over at Junhui, who was now looking away.

Before anybody could say anything, Dino felt someone roughly grab onto his shoulder and yank him back toward the lounge.

“Dino and I have something to take care of in the back,” Dokyeom quickly commented, dragging a limp Dino back toward the mini-table in the lounge. Dino was able to catch a glance of Minghao before disappearing from the front altogether; he couldn’t care less about Dokyeom or Dino. His focus was entirely on Junhui.

Once they were out of earshot of the front, Dino looked over at Dokyeom, who was washing his hands.

“Why did you pull me out of there? ” Dino whispered. “What if something happens between them? ”

Dokyeom sighed. “Dino, there’s literally nothing you can do to stop what’s about to happen.”

Dino frowned in response. He was being a petulant child, but he wanted to know what was happening out there.

“If you stop talking, you can still hear what they’re saying,” Dokyeom added, his low voice barely making it to Dino. Dokyeom took a seat opposite of Dino, clearly interested in what Minghao and Junhui were about to say in the other room. Dino shook his head and listened in too.

“Why didn’t you ask Dino for help then?” Minghao asked Junhui.

“I did! We just, um, didn’t--”

“--Why are you even here? Was Google not good enough for you?”

A long pause broke out between them. Dino stopped breathing, trying to focus on hearing Junhui’s soft voice.

“I, um, actually wanted to talk to you,” Junhui replied, his voice barely audible from where Dino and Dokyeom were seated in the lounge.

“Isn’t that what your boyfriend is for, Junhui?” Minghao clapped back.

“W-what?”

“Why don’t you go talk to Soonyoung,” Minghao repeated, mocking Junhui’s assertion that they were just talking. “You know, while you’re cuddling with him in bed.”

“M-minghao, you’ve got it all wrong.”

“Oh? Do you guys save the bed for fucking?”

“No, Minghao!” Junhui sounded extra flustered, even from the other room. “Soonyoung isn’t my boyfriend!”

“Oh? So you’re just friends with benefits? Great. Just wonderful.”

“No, we’re not anything! We’re just roommates, I swear.”

“It doesn’t even matter!” Minghao shouted, his voice loud and aggressive. Dino could hear Minghao storming out the back door, his footsteps getting quieter and quieter. When the door clicked shut, Dino slowly got out of his seat and quietly walked to the front.

Junhui was still standing there, but he looked really distraught. He wasn’t angry -- he was upset. Like he was about to cry. Lilli was still jumping up on him and trying to get his attention, but Junhui was too messed up right now to notice. However, he did hear Dino stop near the front desk, his head shooting up and eyes widening when he realized that Dino was still there. There was an awkward silence between them; Dino had no idea what to say.

“Dino, I need to go talk to him. I need to explain everything. He needs to know.”

Junhui was talking really fast; he was frazzled, but motivated to make this right.

“I, um--”

“--Dino, tell me where he lives. Please. I need to go find him and explain everything.”

Oh no.

“Please, Dino, please. Which dorm does he live in?”

“You -- You didn’t know?”

“Know what?”

“Jun. Minghao’s homeless.”

Junhui just stared back at him, apparently in shock.

“He lives in a homeless shelter.”

[semi-friendly-emo]

About Me~

1. Full name

Ashley Marie D (not putting last name)

2. Zodiac sign

Libra

3. 3 fears

Being Rejected, Spiders, and The Unknown

4. 3 things I love

My pets, Forensic/Crime cases, and Music

5. My best friend

Sgt. Henrald....my little hedgehog who I recently lost. He was my parrot on my shoulder and my comfort. I was planning on getting him certified as an Emotional Support Animal because he made me feel so loved.

6. Last song I listened to

Kill the DJ--Green Day

7. 3 Turn ons

Confidence, neck kisses, and Loyalty

8. 3 Turn offs

Self-Centered Attitudes, No Career Plan, and Inconsistency

9. What colour underwear I’m wearing right now

Gray and White

10. How many tattoos/piercings do I have

2 Tattoos: Rafiki from The Lion King on my right ankle with his quote “it doesnt matter its in the past” & A Heart on my left foot by my pinky toe its made of a cat and dog with rainbow watercolor behind it (its a memorial for my pets)

4 Piercings: First & Second hole, 2 Cartilage on my right ear

11. The reason I started blogging

I felt so alone and when I feel rejected, I hyperfocus on my interests so blogging let’s me do exactly that without having to be me.

12. How I feel right now

Sad, Alone, Scared, Confused, Unloved, and Heartbroken because I’m watching AHS and Twisty just died in the last episode I’m not over it.

13. Something I really really want

To be loved

14. My current relationship status

Single

15. Meaning behind my URL

I love roses and the rain. I was listening to “Still Breathing by Green Day” and a lyric said “'Cause I'm still breathing on my own My head's above the rain and roses” and I just had this feeling that I needed to make that my label to recover.

16. My favourite movie

Iron Man....First one the second sucked the third is great but OG for the win

17. My favourite song

Lately....Stay Frosty Royal Milk Tea by Fall Out Boy

18. My favourite band

DON’T MAKE ME PICK....It’s between Panic! At The Disco and Fall Out Boy

19. 3 Things that upset me

Being Ignored, Talk I am Dramatic/Lying, and Failing

20. 3 Things that make me happy

My Pets, Music, and The Night Sky

21. What I find attractive in other people

Eyes!!!!! A persons eyes will never change and they will tell you all there is to know about a person.

22. Someone I miss

Sgt. Henrald even though he was a hedgehog. I also miss my ex from my posts, he has been there for me through so much this past 2 months so his lack of presence hurts.

23. Someone I love

Pete Wentz. Let me explain: He is also Bipolar 1 so his lyrics tend to express his inner demons that I also have. He attempted suicide early in FOB’s career and has since talked about it to help those who feel death is the answer. He wrote “What a Catch, Donnie” to promise Patrick that he’d never try suicide again. He loves his children more than the world and has said they are his happy pills they cured his sadness. He saw Patrick be uncomfortable in a photoshoot because Patrick was heavier at the time and gave him the classic fedora telling him that he would be safe under the hat and that built up Patrick’s confidence. He was signed talent most known Panic! At The Disco (2018 Went is 38 and Urie is 30. When signed Urie was 17 so Went at 25 was signing on such young talent). I can go on forever but the point is, Pete Went saved me. When I was diagnosed Bipolar 1 a few weeks back, the only thing that made me feel human was the MANIA album because it explained what I was dealing with.

24. My relationship with my parents

Comical. Parents never married so visitation all my childhood. Turned 18 my dad walked out of my life and has since called ONCE in 2 years only to demand an apology from me. He knew of my massive surgery and never once asked me how I was doing. My mom, let’s just say once I graduate college next year I am moving out of state.

25. My favourite holiday

HALLOWEEN

26. My closest blogging friend

@dying-inner-light tbh emos gotta stick together

27. Someone famous I’d date

So many...Sebastian Stan or Tom Hiddleston if I have to limit it down.

28. A confession

I am completely numb and I know I will stay this way till I feel loved in any sense. Since losing my hedgehog I have gone blank.

29. 3 Things that annoy me easily

Loud Noises, Not Listening, and Repeating Myself

30. My favourite animal

Pandas or Turtles

31. My pets

Jet (aka Pudgy Butt yes he answers to this more than Jet) he is my rescue dog 8years old breed ????

Hunter (aka Boogie/Booger/Jimbo Jones): I only say Jimbo Jones when I'm pissed at him thats his name from the humane society. He is my cat and  will be 11 years old in May but sadly his twin sister left us last May which he became distraught over.

Holly (aka Buddha): she is my 10 year old forever kitten. her legs are stubby so she looks dwarfed but shes THICC hence Buddah.

Flora (aka Florence when she is bad): THIS IS MY BABY shes my kitten who will be 1 year on April 2nd. She is a ‘special snowflake’ she has grand maul seizures with no medical explanation (brain MRI’s and tests not one answer to the seizures or her ‘specialness’).

Cotton & Candy: my sisters little hamsters but Cotton is mine.

32. One thing I’ve lied about

Being Okay

33. Something that’s currently worrying me

Being Alone Forever

34. An embarrassing moment

Food running once and I have the plate in my hands and when I turned around the sandwich and chips when flying across the kitchen and the whole BOH saw.

35. Where I work

TGI Friday’s

36. Something that’s constantly on my mind

Why people walk out?

37. 3 Habits I have

Turning off all the lights no matter the time, Getting to a place crazy early, and Having music on 90% of the time or else I get anxious

38. My future goals

Move to PA, Be a Forensic Anthropologist, Get married, Have kids, and Hope for the best.

39. Something I fantasise about

Wedding Day

40. My favourite store

Hot Topic (are you shocked though ?)

41. My favourite food

Mac and Cheese

42. What I did yesterday

Watched Netflix because I was sent home from work.

43. Something I’m talented at

Remembering fact about serial killers and forensic identifications

44. My idea of the perfect date

Movie Night in with take out and fairy lights

45. My celebrity crush

No shame....Robert Downey Jr.

46. My favourite blog

I don’t really have a favorite? Any blog that isnt racist, sexist, condoning, and hateful is my favorite.

47. Number of kids I want

2 or 3. I am also going to say the names I like because why not: Alice, Nova, Roseline, Stella, and Dahlia. Dominic, Anthony, Orian, Sebastian, and Levi.

48. Do I smoke/drink

Smoke no unless you count armomatherapy pens but its not actual smoking just looks like it.

Drink: fuck yea

49. One word that describes me

Odd

50. My favourite quote

Remember Who You Are-Mufasa

[janecrockerly]

One of my cats died today. She was getting old, she was happy. It’s probably fair to say she died of old age? (Maybe not solely, but mostly). I feel like I let her down though. I guess I’ll just tell the story of Pretty Lucky Maisy Tabitha.

When I was young (I want to say 6, which would be around 2003), I went with my sister and dad to Olivers, a bird store, to get feed for our chickens. They had a cat there, which was strange. They said there were strays in the area, but this one seemed like she was getting picked on, so they wanted someone to take her home. We did, without even asking mum, which upset her a bit.

From what I remember of her early life, she was friendly, but not... affectionate. She didn’t really like pats. Maybe she’d put up with a few sometimes, but she usually just wanted to be distantly around. Probably cautious from her time as a stray.

Because of that, I don’t think she got much attention from my sister and I, for a while. I think she was still happy though.

That started to change about 3 years ago (so after 12-ish years) when we got a new kitten. Raven came from a friends farm, spent her first however many months with all her siblings. And she was the runt, so she probably turned out fiestier than average.

Raven and Pretty did not get along, since Raven just wanted to play and chase her. Pretty was starting to get old, but I don’t think she would’ve been interested as a kitten either. She was a calm cat.

She did however, seem to become a bit more social from watching Raven. She started to enjoy some head & chin scratches that she used to be indifferent to. It’s possible we might have learned some better techniques with the kitten, but I think this was a social development for her. I’m honestly not sure whether this started now or earlier, but she would purr a lot. So much. So loudly. She would start purring when you entered the room, and more when you pet her.

So Pretty was getting chased around, hissing at Raven to make her leave, but she was getting plenty of love from everyone now. We had an exchange student, Judy, living with us for many years (she left 3 months ago) and she really took good care of Pretty.

Then a year ago... we got a puppy. Who caused all the same problems Raven did (and did it to Raven as well), except, he got big, so he did it worse.

Raven still gets around the house alright, but after a few months of puppy Pretty decided she couldn’t deal with it, and just stayed in her room, the laundry, with her food and litterbox. While Judy was here she made sure to move Pretty around, keep her safe and active... but then she went home 3 months ago.

At this point, Pretty was over 15 years old, was old enough that she was having trouble jumping... and spent over 90% of her time just sitting on the blanket Judy used to use. She hung in there for a while, but a couple weeks ago, when she wandered out for some reason... the overexcited puppy chased her, and she sprained her leg.

For a while she seemed to be getting better, but she was eating less, and not moving at all unless prompted (by food or litterbox).

Yesterday (Wednesday) we moved her to a different room for a change of scenery... and noticed her right pupil was really big, while her left would adjust normally. We made a vet appointment for Friday.

Today (Thursday), I woke up and found her collapsed halfway out of the litterbox, struggling to breathe. I held her for close to an hour, and she seemed to calm down, manage to breathe... so I passed her to my sister and started rearranging the vet appointment. As soon as I’d made the appointment, I went back in to check on Pretty. Raven was there too, she looked concerned (at least curious), but also scared to get too close. She was ok for a little longer, but then started thrashing. She died in our arms.

I’m really upset because, she’s one of my oldest friends and I feel like I ignored her half her life. And just recently, when she needed support the most she was just... neglected. Cats are good at hiding their pain until it’s too late, but I should know this. We should have known that sprained leg was a problem. We should have known her barely eating was a problem? When her eye started being weird, that should have been a real alarm, not just, something to deal with in 2 days when it’s more convenient. I feel like I let her down. I let her waste away in that room, all alone, because she didn’t have the energy to go anywhere else. At least I was there at the end...

I went looking for photos of her. In all my family’s huge collection of photos (over 10,000 maybe? It says 20,000 files but there are probably other things mixed in).

In all these family photos, we have 15 of her. 2 are from other people who were visiting, 1 you can barely see her. 4 are basically identical. She was the invisible cat, just... hanging out, nearby, being part of the family.

Here are some:

27th December, 2004, the earliest photo I found.

31st July, 2005

13th September, 2005

2nd July, 2009

10th May, 2012

Don’t look at this last one if you don’t want to see her unwell

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Yesterday. 11th May, 2018

She could still walk, she was purring so much, as usual. I didn’t think this could happen so soon.

[ilvsyzj]

Chapter Six: Sky P.O.V- No Celebration.

        When Jazzy took me home. I knew that none of my family members were not home. My father the King is a very busy man. He has a lot of meetings to attend to. My mother the Queen loves to attend parties with her friends. My little sister Jen You loves to hang out with her friends and rarely comes home. So, when I walked into the house I went to my room and took a shower. After my shower I wen to the kitchen to fix something to eat. Our chef was taking a day off, because my family thought I will be home late so they let our chef have a day off. 

       I made myself some coconut shrimp noodles. When my noodles were done cooking, I began to eat my food and I was on my phone and I found Jazzy Tam’s blog. She hasn’t updated it in a while. What I find interesting is that she always wanted a pet. It’s not traditional to get someone a gift on orientation day. But it gives me an idea what to get her for her birthday. 

      I began to do research on cats. I saw a beautiful sweet 8 week old kitten. A male kitten. Which is perfect because that’s what she wants. Since it was still early, I finished my dinner early and went to the Puppy and Kittens Adoption Center. It’s 20 minutes from my house, since my driver already went home so I decided to drive myself. I arrived at the Puppy and Kittens Adoption Center and the staff greeted me.

Staff: Welcome. :)

Sky: Hi. :)

Staff: Can I help you with something?

Sky: Yes. I’m looking to adopt a black, 8 week old, and with a mild temperament. 

Staff: Okay. Do you have anyone in mind?

Sky: Yes. I saw a 8 week old, male kitten, named Milo on your website. Is he still available?

Staff: Yes. Do you want to meet him?

Sky: Yes please. 

Staff: Right this way. 

       The staff took me to the Kitten Section to see little Milo. We found him pretty quickly. The little guy was so tiny that I can barely see him. The poor little guy was sleeping. And the staff gently tap on the glass. Milo wok up and stretched. But Milo didn’t come near us. I stuck my finger into the little hole and wiggle it. Milo got up and surprisingly ran to me. He sniffed my finger and then he started meowing at me. He also start rubbing against my finger and purring. I began to pet him and he fell in love with me. 

Sky: Can I hold him?

Staff: Of course. -opening the cage, taking Milo out of the cage, and handing Milo to Sky-

       While I was holding Milo. He quickly snuggle into my arms and went to sleep. Milo was purring as he was sleeping. I’m so glad that Milo is using his litter box, so I don’t have to buy any puppy pee pads. Because I know that Milo isn’t going to be peeing all over the place. I’m planning to keep Milo for a month. I’m allow to keep pets at my house, as long as our pets don’t cause a muck around the house, or cause any messes. Of course it’s going to be my responsibility to take care of Milo for the time being. Jen is going to fall in love with Milo when she see him, but I’m planning to keep Milo in my room. None of my family members are allow into my room with asking me. Not even the maids or butlers. I have to request maids or butlers that I need their help or need my room to be clean. So I’m good for now. But I know kittens loves to explore so I have to be sure to keep my door close when I step out of my room. Otherwise, Milo is going to be running all over the place. And I don’t want that. 

Sky: Is it possible for me to adopt Milo tonight?

Staff: Yes. He came in just yesterday. But no one wants to adopt him. 

Sky: Why?

Staff: Because mythical creatures that lives here don’t want to adopt a black kitten. It’s consider bad luck. Plus dogs and cats don’t get along. 

Sky: Milo and I are getting along. Some people are so stubborn. Black cats aren’t bad luck. They just don’t understand them. 

Staff: Mhm. Let me get you the paper work. 

Sky: Thanks. :)

     30 minutes later all the paper work are filled out and buying everything that Milo needs. Milo and I went home. When we got home my family still hasn’t return from their outings. So I took Milo to my room and spend some time with him. I set everything up while Milo is sitting on my bed watching me. I put his litter box in my bathroom, his water and food bowls are by my desk, I built his cat tower and put it in front of my window so that he can enjoy watching the wild life. I also scatter his toys all over the floor so he can play with it. To my surprise though the little guy took off from my bed and start going crazy. I also knew that if Jazzy has her first cat she would call him Toothless. So, I began calling the little guy Toothless. I’m hoping that in a month time he will get use to his new name. Of course in the beginning Toothless was confuse. But 3 hours later he started to understand his new name. 

    I went to take a quick shower because I went to Puppy and Kitten Adoption Center and it smells in there. I can smell the stink on me. Which I don’t like. Toothless was on my bed and when I return Toothless was already asleep. I got into bed and was on my phone while Toothless slept. I set my alarm for 6:30 am, because my orientation begins at 8 am. It gives me extra time to get ready. Since I’m not a morning person and I like to sleep in. 20 minutes later I was asleep. That night I dreamt of Jazzy. In the dream I was in the forest playing my guitar, and Jazzy came out of the woods wearing the most beautiful white dress. She walked towards me and sat down in front of me. Shew as holding Toothless in her arms as they listen to me play. At that moment I felt very comfortable and safe. I never felt like this before. The song I was playing on my guitar woke me up. 

     I got up. Toothless was still sleeping so I left him on my bed. I went to my computer and started composing my song. By 1 am I had the lyrics written down and the melody composed. During the night Toothless got up once to go to his litter box to pee. Then slept on the floor because he was too little to jump on to my bed. So I picked him up and we both went to bed. 

-End of Chapter Six-

[surveysonfleek]

583.

5000 Question Survey Pt. 36

3401. How well can you read between the lines when others are talking? it depends how well i know the people talking. 3402. Would you ever speak in front of your peers about peace and social injustice? i’d have to learn a lot more than i already know about it to be confident enough to discuss it. 3403. Where does peace begin? in the masses. 3404. Does America practice the ideals it preaches? If yes when and where? If not, why not? let’s be real, not at all. 3405. In conversations do you assume that you know what will be said? If yes, isn't this a form of closing yourself off to new ideas? no.

3406. In what ways are you closed minded? i do tend to stereotype people in the way they look/dress when i see them for the first time but i’ll always treat everyone equally. 3407. do you prefer beans or rice? rice. 3408. who's a better tv dad?--dr. huxtable (bill cosby) or danny tanner? danny tanner. 3409. detroit or new york? new york, i’ve never been to detroit. 3410. What's your favourite Star Wars movie? none haha. 3411. What's your favourite Star Trek movie? none. 3412. How about Batman? idk. Indiana Jones? idk. Lord of the rings? never watched it. harry potter? i liked the second one. star wars? already asked. 3413. If you could ask one question and one question only to the following people, what would that question be: Saddam Hussain? George W Bush? John Lennon? an alien? how did you come to be and what is the history of your kind? God? Someone you knew who has died? Steven Speilberg? JD Salinger? 3414. Have you seen AI (artificial intelligence)? i have but i hardly remember the plot. If yes, what were the beings at the end of the movie? Do you see this as a possible future for humanity? What'd you think in general? 3415. If a-l-k-a-s-e-l-t-z-e-r spells 'relief' how do you spell: love? happiness? evil? sexyness? yummy? what? 3416. Have you ever been to a Braodway show? yes. What one? the lion king. 3417. Nighttime shows or matines (sp?)? night time. 3418. How are your family get-togethers, loud and rambunctios or quiet and formal? loud, very loud. 3419. Would you be able to survive shippwrecked alone on a desert island? i have no idea. i think i’d last a couple days. 3420. Speaking of islands, does Gilligan EVER get off his? no idea. 3421. What movie has the BEST soundtrack? aladdin. 3422. Do you ever go into chat rooms? If yes, what ones? years and years ago. do they even still exist? 3423. Is english your first language? yes. If not...How you say hello in your language: another word in your language + english translation: boob in your language: 3424. Make up a religion (make it up): no. what would it believe: 3425. Create your own country- Name of country: no. Ethnic background: Language (make it up): Other details: 3426. How would you celebrate these holidays? Dogs in Politics day: Magic circles day: Be bald and free day: National mole day: Syliva plath day: Increase your psychic powers day: Waiting for the barbarians day: Air day: omg no. 3427. -Why do you think Steve got kicked off Blue's Clues: maybe he just got over it? 3428. Hooked on heroin or hooked on phonics? lol wtf. 3429. -Have you ever taken an insanity quiz and said, "Hay, thats a good idea!" nope. 3430. - Have you ever covered yourself in blood and layed down on the side of the road to make it look like you were in an accident? You don't know what you're missing. nope. 3431. Can you flare your nostrils? yes. 3432. -do you want to swim in a vast lake of gatorade? or, any other beverage for that matter? hell no, i’d get sticky af after. 3433. -have you ever sneezed at the same time everyday, consecutively, for over 3 months? nope. 3434. -how did the first person discover that pigs feet would be so good that we call them a delicacy? no idea. i feel like in those days people would try everything they could to see if it were edible. 3435. -why did the first person to ever eat pigs feet eat them? to see if it was edible. 3436. -do you like the idea of 'like father, like son'? it’s not always true. 3437. Put the following musical acts in order from best to worst by numbering them..(1 for best, 2 for 2nd best, etc... 20 for worst). Avril: Ashanti: Joan Jett: David Bowie: the Bee Gees: The Doors: Tool: DMX: Iggy Pop: Creed: Weezer: Ministry: Thursday: Kittie: Adam Ant: Rancid: the Clash: Led Zeppelin: Moby: Tom Waites: not doing this, i haven’t listened to all these artists so it would be hard to judge. 3438. Would you rather be an evil dictator or a sitcom family member? sitcom family member. 3439. What is the wave of the future? technology. 3440. What's your favorite old movie (before 1990)? grease or sound of music. 3441. When someone tells you that their signifigant other lives REally Far Away..do you ever suspect that they are single and making someone up? no. 3442. Alaska or Hawaaii? hawaii. 3443. Why did Kentucky Fried Chicken change their name to KFC? easier to say. 3444. What is there no place to hide from? the truth. 3445. Which makes you happier, giving presents or getting them? giving. 3446. What can you never have just one of? undies. 3447. What comes to mind when you think of Hulk Hogan?/ the wrestler. 3448. What would you be the patron saint of? bath and body works hahaha. 3449. Do you still look at the world with wonder like you did when you were a kid? yes. 3450. For 5 seconds clear your mind. Good. Now write the first thing that you can think of!: the world lol. 3451. When was the last time you ate too much? on friday. omg. 3452. Describe the sexiest person you can imagine: no. 3453. What have you seen that's...bizzare? this drunk girl at a house party on the weekend, just casually chomping on a whole tomato. 3454. Are there any stores or brands or products that yoou boycott? What and why? no. 3455. Do you want things to REALLY get out of control? no. 3456. Are you too tense? sometimes. 3457. Where would you be without love and bubblegum? still here. 3458. Why aren't comic books popular anymore? i feel like they still are. 3459. Think of one friend (who?): my boyfriend. When is the last time you saw each other? yesterday. Do they smoke? yes. Do they believe in God? yes. When you first saw this friend what was your impression? ew. Their age? 26. The top five things you think they think about? me, family, friends, sports, work. 3460. Do you say what you mean? Do you mean what you say? yes. 3461. Could you eat meat if you had to hunt it yourself? if that was the only way i could survive, then yes. 3462. Order from greatest to least importance: spirituality, creativity, intellect, great body, open-mindedness, magicalness, great dancer, interesting dresser, wit and cleverness, niceness, stability no. 3463. Complete the sentence. When a problem comes along You must: try and solve it. 3464. Pick the two most important attributes for food-- fast, cheap, tastey, healthy cheap and tasty. 3465. What do you think is the best metaphor for romantic relationships? (e.g. a car wreck, a cruise): a rollercoaster. 3466. Kittens or no kittens, that is the question. no kittens. 3467. Is gaining 15 lbs in a night possible? i don’t think so? unless it was an operation of some sort. 3468. Do you get emotional watching movies? sometimes. 3469. What amkes you feel nostalgic? looking at old photos. 3470. Do you feel like you've been misplaced? no. 3471. Have you ever fought someone, just for fun? no. 3472. What gives you an adrenaline rush? traveling. 3473. What would you do if you loved someone more than anything else, and you could never have them? try my best to move on. 3474. Rank these events in order of best/most exciting to boring: drinking and dancing to your favorite music at a club: 6 taking a walk in the woods and a bath in a stream: 4 having great sex: 3 winning the lottery (one mil): 1 getting followed home by a stray animal: 9 meeting someone interesting to talk to: 7 seeing your favorite band in concert: 2 seeeing aa broadway show: 5 halloween: 8 3475. Can you keep a secret? yes. 3476. Where is the tenderness? in the heart. 3477. What's one song you REALLY like from the: 30's? 40's? 50's? 60's? 70's? 80's? 90's? 00's? lol idk. 3478. Would you rather have a video phone, an electric scooter, or a digital camera? digital camera. 3479. If a ban on all violent video games was put into effect, would you be outraged by this decision? somewhat. that’s probably more than half the video games out in the market. 3480. In your opinion, is violence in society inescapable? Why or why not? to a degree, yes. there will always be people who can’t control their anger. 3481. Have you ever mimicked a violent “action” from a video game you’ve played towards another person, whether it was to harm or just for play? no. 3482. Do you believe the violent content in video games influences aggressive and/or violent behavior in younger children? to some extent but it really depends on the individual. if they’ve been taught that violence is wrong at a young age they should be fine. there are millions of people, including children, that play violent video games. not everyone turns out violent because of it. 3483. What makes life a bitter sweet symphony? idk. 3484. Name four things that aare AWESOME: sleep, food, money, vacations. 3485. What's the most creative/funny answer you can come up with for this question: What are you doing? nothing lol. 3486. Can you imagine this world going on without you? yes. 3487. Are you the only person who really exists? no. 3488. Is everyone else a figment of your imagination? i hope not. that’d be lonely. 3489. Or are YOU a figment of my imagination? maybe. 3490. Can you prove you exist? How? my birth certificate. 3491. What do you HAve to get off your chest? nothing. 3492. If you cheated on someone would you confess to them? yes. 3493. Is it true that at least 5 people in this world love you so much they would die for you? Who? my immediate family and my boyfriend. 3494. Are you in therapy? nope. 3495. Do you go shopping on black friday? yes.  3496. What is the bane of your existance? rude people. 3497. Better movie: Weird Science or Caddy Shack? none. 3498. Who's the big winner? me. 3499. What are the 3 funniest: music videos? Movies? songs? idk. 3500. Guess what? no.

[romantic-barista]

All the crush questions

whoaaaaaaaa boy

1: Do they drink coffee?- yeah, he likes coffee a lot c:2: Are they left or right handed?- pretty sure he’s right handed but I’ve never seen his handwriting :(3: How do they do their hair? Facial hair? (If they have it)- I mean, his hair is long and he does have a beard c:4: What’s their favorite animal?- i’m gonna guess cats! 5: What is their relationship status?- he’s dating me lmao.6: What is their favorite band/singer?- I feel like it changes every once in a while, or at least his favorite song does. (I need to actually ask him this question lmao)7: Are they more a cat or dog person?- cat person.8: What does their laugh sound like?- like the cutest, dorkiest thing ever.9: Do they know multiple languages? Which ones?- nah, I think he wants to know multiple ones tho.10: How old are they? How old are you?- we’re both 20, but my birthday is a couple months before his.11: One word that describes them.- AMAZING12: Do they have any pets?- his neighbor gave him a kitten like yesterday13: What is their favorite TV show?- tbh he doesn’t really watch tv, he’s mostly watching youtube when he’s watching stuff... so I’ll just say for now that his fav Youtube channel is Achievement Hunter c: (you’d think I’d know this but I don’t aaaaaaa)14: What is their favorite movie?- I don’t think he’s ever mentioned his fav movie to me :/ 15: What car do they drive?- he doesn’t drive yet, but he definitely wants a super cool car that he can customize. 16: What ethnicity and/or nationality are they? - he’s white and from New Zealand. c:17: Where did you meet them?- facebook18: What was your first meeting like?- He followed my Facebook page and we started talking via the comment section.19:  What is their zodiac sign? Are your signs compatible?- He’s a Cancer and I’m a Gemini. People do say that they’re compatible, I guess. I had a website say that it’s almost perfect compatibility or something, lmao. I looked this up around the time I was breaking up with my ex bc I wanted to see what the compatibility was for fun.20: What month is their birthday?- July.21: What is your favorite outfit on them?- I mean, he only really wears jeans and like black shirts, lmao. So, that one.22: Are they good texters?- Yeah, I’m not ever left on “read” for long and if I am, he lets me know what was going on?23: Your favorite feature about their appearance.- Eyes

24: Your favorite thing about their personality.- Can I just say his whole personality?25: Do they make you laugh?- yeah26: Do you make them laugh?- I feel like he makes me laugh more than I make him laugh lmao.27: Are they good huggers/ kissers?- I need to go and figure that out, now don’t I??28: What is your favorite “flaw” that they have?- answered29: Are they nice to strangers?-answered30: What is the funniest thing they have ever said?-answered31: Saddest?-answered32: Weirdest?-answered33: Cutest?-answered34: Ever dreamt about them? What happened in the dream?-answered35: How tall are they? How tall are you?-answered36: Do they have a booty?- I mean, we ALL GOT A BOOTY. But, he’s been doing squats recently ;)))37: What are their hobbies?- video games, talking with me on discord, watching youtube videos, listening to music c:38: What are their talents?- VIDEO GAMES. Like, he’s really great at them and I’m not lmao.39: What would your dream date be with them?- I’d really love for us to have a picnic in a rose garden or something really dumb like that.40: Does anyone know about your crush/love?- I mean, I think people know considering we’re dating and I’m very vocal about it.41: What do you guys have in common?- some of our music tastes, we both like anime and video games, and I think a lot of our views are pretty close??42: Do they go to the gym?- I mean, he’s started working out again, but I’m not sure if he goes to a gym by his house or not. He might just go outside for that.

43: Do they go by their given name?- Nope, I don’t even call him his given name.44: What is their favorite color?- Black and purple.45: How far apart do you live from them?- 8,299 miles.46: What song reminds you of them?- a lot of my VOCALOID playlist music reminds me of him, but I’d say a lot of RWBY music does too. 47: Do they listen to a lot of music?- yeah48: What do they smell like?- g o o d49: If they were in a book (protagonist or antagonist or supporting character, up to you) how would the writer describe them?- Shy at first, but really loves and cares for his friends. Wears a lot of dark colors. Prettiest blue eyes ever.50: How often do you see them?- We haven’t been video chatting bc my dumb boyfriend won’t get a webcam (electronics are pretty expensive over there)51: The last text/ message they sent you?- “Okay cutie nini”52: The last thing they said to you in person? on discord?- I think the last thing we said to each other out loud was “Goodnight, I love you” lmao.53: What is the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you in front of them?- I say a lot of embarrassing shit for sure, lmao. But, it’s hard to pinpoint the MOST embarrassing.54: Do they have any tattoos or piercings?- I believe he wants some, but rn he doesn’t have any.55: What color are their eyes?- blue56: What is their clothing style?- ever see the clothing created by Blackcraft? That. 57: What is one thing that makes them really special?- ONE THING??? HOW CAN I PICK ONE THING??? But, I guess... he’s never really believed in bad shit being said about me and stuck around me no matter what. 58: Will you tell your crush your feelings?- I TELL THIS FUCKER EVERY DAY. ♥59: How long did you know them before you started falling for them?- we met when we were 14, soooo... 6-7 years, but pretty sure I started falling for him when I was like 19.60: Was there a defining moment when you knew you liked them?- Well, I mean, there’s a lot of moments I knew I liked him, but one of the most embarrassing things was being able to just naturally say “I love you” when we went to hang up in discord one day. I mean, that was recent, but it was like the moment I realized “FUCK, I REALLY DO LIKE HIM A LOT” I guess?

[star-trekkin-across-theuniverse]

ABCs

I was tagged by @youre-on-a-starship, @kaitymccoy123 and @starshiphufflebadger for this ABC thing. I was totally going to avoid it because of the first question, but since THREE of you tagged me ;)

A - age: Ancient. Life, the Universe and Everything birthday coming up in August.

B - biggest fears: Ducks. Mucus. Puking. I feel like I maybe need to explain. I’m fucking terrified of ducks. They’re called irrational fears for a reason, so don’t ask why. I doubt I’ve ever met a nurse who isn’t completely squicked out my mucus. I found out today my Doctor is too, as he recoiled in anguish from me as I described some of the joy in my son over the last week. And I just... I would rather gnaw my own arm off than puke. I don’t know if that counts as a fear, but there you go.

C - current time: 2254

D - drink you last had: coke zero

E - every day starts with: coffee

F - favorite song: ever? 39 - Queen

G - ghosts, are they real?  I dunno. But I know this much: whenever we have a death at work, there’s a race to open the fucking window and let the spirit out. Superstitious? You betcha.

H - hometown: North Vancouver

I - in love with: my kids. I would seriously fucking murder for them.

J - jealous of: people who don’t have the plagues of egypt visiting their houses.

K - killed someone: No. I vote we pick a new question for K. This one creeps me out because it makes me recall past med errors.

L - last time you cried: I got all verklempt yesterday, but I haven’t had a real cry since before my Mum died. Wait, that’s not true. I lost my shit at some point after Christmas about the mess in the house and became a crying snotfactory.

M - middle name: It’s super rare, so I’m not sharing it. Since I started the riddles up in A though, I’ll give you a clue: It’s Biblical. It’s OT. You can find it in Numbers. In Chapter 3.

N - number of siblings: 1. 

O - one wish:  to see my children make it through this fucked up world okay.

P - pers n you last called/texted: Both: Dad

Q - questions you’re always asked: "You’re HOW old?” and “Is that your natural hair colour?”

R - reasons to smile: The ridiculously expensive anti-emetic that I love to have hidden for when gastro rips through my house is now a) available in generic at 1/4 the price and b) covered by my benefits plan which makes it 1/4 the price of the generic. BOOYA.

S - song last sang: Seriously? God Save the Queen (I was at an activity with my girl. As the flag is recessed, that’s what you sing)

T - time you woke up: This morning? 0630. But then because I’d also been up for an hour with the boy at 0300, I went back to bed until his doctor’s appointment.

U - underwear color: I think they are pink? mauve? I don’t know, it’s dark in here.

V - vacation destination: I always assume this means I have unlimited finances and unlimited vacation time. I’m spending a month in the UK. Then I’m going to Boston again. Then SDCC. Then New Zealand because there are fewer things that will kill me there than there are in Australia. Then I’m coming home and taking the train across Canada. Then I’m taking the whole family back to Disneyland. We’ll probably go to Disneyworld too just for shits and giggles. And do Universal Orlando and see which Harry Potter thing is better.

W - worst habit: eating my feelings. chewing the skin off my lips when I am stressed. 

X - x-rays had: Oh boy. Uh... My entire body has been x-rayed, at least once. I’ve sprained both ankles enough (and twice fractured one) that they’ve both been x-rayed at least 6 times each. Knees like you wouldn’t believe (Osgood-Schlatters, PFS), hips, spine (bus wreck), chest (pneumonia x 2), neck, shoulders, head (same bus wreck), elbows, wrists and hands (tendinitis)

Y - favourite food: Cheese? My Mum made a wicked lasagna. Pumpkin pie.

Z - zodiac sign: Leo/Virgo cusp. (no, really, it’s a thing. And if we’re going to subscribe to zodiacs, let’s at least allow that I am truly super cuspy)

tagging: @medicatemedrmccoy, @from-kitten-to-kitsune, @bkwrm523, @lurkch, @wonders-of-the-enterprise

[toomanysurveys9]

Is one of your favorite colors yellow?: i don’t really like the color yellow generally. Are you into astrology?: not really, no.

Was your last text an angry one?: no. i was just going back to discuss something my mom and i talked about this morning. If you have a job, when do you work next?: i don’t have work. i’m a stay at home mom right now.

What color undies are you wearing?: gray.

How old are your siblings?: 23, 22, 16, 6, and 5. Would you rather wash your hands or use Germ-X?: wash my hands. germ-x dries my hands out. Are you a sanitary person?: i think so for the most part.

Do you consider yourself a model citizen?: no. but i’m not horrible though either.

Ever won school awards?: yeah i did.

Have you ever had an eating disorder?: none that was diagnosed.

Do you throw the word ‘love’ around a lot?: i do not. i only say it if i mean it.

How many animals do you have?: i have two dogs. my parents also have a dog, and erin has a cat. When do you usually fall asleep at night?: i’m usually in bed by 10-10:30 with wyatt although i don’t go to sleep until hours later unfortunately.

When did you last babysit?: i helped keep an eye on lilli and rose a little bit yesterday although i wasn’t the primary caretaker of them.

Do you have a problem with odd numbers?: not especially, no.

Ever had a fishtank in your room?: i have not.

Do you wear a lot of plaid?: i do not.

Have any friends with children?: a lot of my “friends” have children... if you want to call them friends.

Do you drink more soda than anything else?: no. more water and milk.

Do you wear hats often?: in winter i do.

Do you know anyone who wears camouflage often?: not super often. but i guess. What color pants are you wearing?: blue jeans. How many jobs have you had?: quite a few. Do you listen to music while getting ready?: not usually. i’m usually in too much of a hurry. Christmas or Halloween?: i absolutely love both . i’m not sure i could pick. Do you hate your last ex?: i don’t really have any kind of emotions towards him. Have you ever been in a choir class?: i was in pretty much all of middle and high school, with the exception of maybe one year. What’s your favorite season?: my absolute favorite is probably fall.

Do you have decent grammar?: i do, even if it doesn’t seem that way on here. Are you ashamed of any of your family members?: the ones who sexually abused me, yes. and the ones who supported them over me. Have you ever been attacked by an animal?: not badly, no. At what age did you learn to read?: i don’t know. i just know that when i did, that was it. it became my passion. How was your hair fixed during your last kiss?: just down and brushed, as usual.

Do you like animals?: i love animals.

Do you think you’re attractive?: i know i’m not.

Do you curse a lot?: sometimes i do. depends on the day and my mood.

Have you ever been in a courtroom?: not that i can think of.

When did you last go to the library?: when i was in college. it’s been a very long time. i need to get a library card. What color car do you drive, if any at all?: if i drive a car, it’s usually jacob’s black cobalt. Do people ask you for favors often?: yeah. all the time. Do you think you’re reliable?: i think i am.

Are most of your friends older than you?: kayla is by a couple weeks. Do you ever wear cardigan sweaters?: occasionally but not often.

Do you dress formally often?: definitely not. no reason to.

Do you still live in your birthtown?: nope. i do not.

Do you eat a lot around Thanksgiving?: on thanksgiving i eat quite a bit.

Have you ever been part of a study group?: not really, no. What is your favorite day of the week?: i guess my favorite is probably saturday.

How often do you dye your hair?: i don’t dye it.

Ever had a pregnancy scare?: yeah. Do you have a busy life?: not especially, no. i like to try to stay busy... but never really have much to do.

Is there a liquor cabinet in your house?: nope. jacob keeps his booze in our bedroom and my mom has a bottle of alcohol in the fridge.

Do you enjoy family dinners?: usually.

Were you a chubby child?: i was average i think.

Favorite childhood movie?: the lion king and tarzan.

When did you last cash a check?: it’s been a few months.

Do you owe anyone any money?: credit card, doctor, etc.

What is your favorite citrus fruit?: probably oranges.

Are you afraid to sing in front of people?: yes and no. it always gives me butterflies, but i’ve also done it quite a bit. Do you enjoy your family?: i do most of the time. we have our problems like all families do occasionally though. When did you last dance with someone?: i danced with wyatt the other day. at the store. lol.

What’s the last sweet thing someone told you?: i don’t remember, to be honest.

If you have a significant other, do you love them?: i do. Are you currently broke?: not quite. Do your eyes change color sometimes?: a little. Do you have any bad habits?: i care too much about other people and go until the point of completely exhausting myself trying to take care of everyone. What are you currently wishing for?: an idea for dinner would be great. my parents and sisters are going to mcdonalds but i really don’t want fast food again. i want to cook. i just don’t know what. maybe jacob will have an idea... if he even stays home today. which he probably won’t since he was stuck at home yesterday due to rain. Something you crave?: yogurt i suppose. cupcakes. lol. i’m holding off on that one though so far! Do you feel awkward watching sex scenes?: depends who i’m around i suppose. Did you ever have senior photos done?: my dad took them and did a good job. :) Do you plan on going to college?: i graduated in 2016. Are your parents protective of you?: they kind of are these days i guess. Have you ever been bullied?: i have.. even though i kept to myself.. Do you ever help decorate during the holidays?: i guess so. i really want to decorate more since we can now. :D Do you enjoy cooking?: i do but rarely get the chance. Do you trust your head or your heart?: i’m not sure. neither seem the most reliable. i guess my heart.. Do you attend church regularly?: i never attend church. Have you ever been to a concert before?: i’ve been to quite a few. What is your favorite television show?: supernatural is definitely my number one, although i am WAY behind because the last episode of season ten absolutely broke my heart. i also enjoy law and order: svu, with elliot. i’m not as into it without him. How many colors are in the shirt you’re wearing?: four. What are your plans for tonight?: no plans besides maybe cooking dinner for jacob, wy, and myself. maybe i’ll be cooking for grandparents, ashley, and erin too.. but i’m not sure.

Do you have carpeted floors?: my grandparents room, the stairs, upstairs hallway, kids’ room, and my room have carpet. everywhere else does not.

Can you count to ten in another language?: in a couple, actually. Why did you last cry?: a song. What color cup did you last drink from?: red plastic cup. Are you currently tired?: a little. my nap wasn’t as long as wyatt’s. lol. What time did you wake up this morning?: about 9 for the day. Do you have to work tomorrow?: i’m a stay at home mom. What color shoes are you wearing?: not wearing shoes. How old are your parents?: my mom is 44 and my dad is 45 until november 14 of  this year.

Do you have any friends who are almost midgets?: no.. and that’s not the acceptable term, i’m pretty sure. Are you wearing any jewelry?: not at the moment, no. Where is your best friend?: jacob is at work for another half hour. and i’m not sure about kayla. we don’t see each other much anymore.

Have you ever been arrested?: i have not. i’ve never done anything “bad” enough to come even close to being arrested. Favorite candy?: reeses.

Do you always lock your door at night?: yes. we do.

Do you get allowance?: i’m a little too old for allowance.

Do you have a Facebook?: i do.

Favorite dessert?: lately i’ve been wanting cupcakes. but usually it’s ice cream.

Are you talented at singing?: people say i am.

Do you enjoy the presence of children?: i have one and one on the way. i better. lol. :) but yes. i love kids. especially my own. :) Kittens or dogs?: i LOVE both, but tend to be more of a dog person i suppose. Have you ever wanted to be a teacher?: very briefly. When did you last straighten your hair?:

it’s been years.