#looking at this and pawing it like a cat paws a new toy >:3

[zer0zaneathenamain]

Art collab between @salmondragonart and me!

[sexlapis]

- halloween cats? (flufftober 2023)

❀ : toji fushiguro x reader

ᨳ  ࣪ . synopsis : on the eve of halloween, you unexpectedly bring home two cats. toji is not too pleased.

. cw : s4w, short fic, fluff, lowkey crack fic, mentions of animal euthanasia, toji & reader are married, reader loves cats, toji swearing, petnames (‘kid’), _____= your name

ᨳ  ࣪ . wc : 1.1k

.. a/n : first fanfic after seven months of no writing! please enjoy <3

masterlists

*

“…what the hell is even that?”

you’re soaked by the time you step into the house, the rain had seeped through your (very poorly chosen) coat and you had forgotten your umbrella. face and hair sprinkled with droplets, nose red and clothes drenched, a multitude of shopping bags hanging from your arms. you were a mess.

but all of that is not what toji is referring to.

in both of your hands you carry a pet carrier. you didn’t mean for it to happen. it was a free day for you so you decided to make the most of it. first it was clothes shopping, then trying out new pastries in cafés, purchasing a bouquet of orange and black flowers for the vase at home, getting spooky-themed nails and more of the sort.

you believed you were done for the day, but on your way back home you spotted a sign saying, ‘Cat Adoption Here! Give a Cat a Loving Home!’ and being the cat lover you are, resisting was futile.

so there you were, standing in your home facing your bewildered husband, holding a pair of old, bonded cats.

“uhhh. they’re…toy cats.” you lie. “it’s a new thing for young adults toji,” slipping off your shoes, you rush past him, placing the pet carriers on the floor softly and plopping your shopping bags on the kitchen counter, “you wouldn’t understand.” you sniff the kitchen, smelling something sweet and homey. “oooh, what are you baking-”

“don’t bullshit me, _____.” toji chides and followed you to the kitchen. “i heard a ‘meow’ in there-”

“ok, i got a cat!…s.”

“…”

you sigh. “i…i got two cats.”

toji groans. “_____-”

“you don’t understand!” you exclaimed. “i had to! i know i should’ve spoken to you first but i did it to save them! they are both the sweetest cats i have ever met and they’re bonded and those people were going to kill them because they were old!”

“what?” questions toji. “_____, why would they kill the cats?”

“…well, they told me they’d euthanise them since nobody wanted them..that’s animal murder and that’s illegal last time i checked.”

“and that’s “killing” to you?”

“well if somebody euthanised me without asking is that not murder?”

toji doesn’t say anything and just stares at you.

that’s a win in your eyes. “exactly.”

you hear a whiny meow from one of the carriers. “oh my god, we must’ve scared them with our shouting.”

“i wasn’t shouting..”

but you pay him no mind as you lay on the floor and open the little door to the pet carrier.

“tt-tt-tt-ps-ps-ps, hi little kitty.”

the black, one-eyed cat, named ‘stitches’, lets out the cutest, high-pitched meow as she slowly walks out of the carrier. stitches looks around the new area she is in for a few seconds before walking up to you and nuzzling your hand. your heart almost bursts.

“awww!! you are sososo sweet!” you coo, scratching in between her ears and stroking her smooth, shiny fur. stitches purrs, seemingly already happy to be here. “toji look at her! isn’t she adorable? her name is stitches. because of her eye and stuff.”

toji blankly stares down at you and the cat from where he is standing. stitches looks up at him and blinks slowly before leaving you and walking up to him. she stands for a second before reaching up and puts her paws on toji’s tree trunk of a leg and meows.

“aw, toji, she likes you!” you cry out. “we definitely have to keep them now.”

toji huffs and gently waggles stitches off of his leg. “none of that, cat.”

stitches isn’t one to take no for an answer, proven when she decides to jump and climb up toji’s body all the way to his shoulders.

you cackle as toji jumps at the cats sudden movements, shoulders hunched in shock and confusion. “hey! what the hell!”

“oh, yeah, we are so keeping them.”

you quickly open the door of the other pet carrier, ignoring toji’s struggles of trying to remove the cat from his body. it was funny to see big, intimidating toji stumbling all over the place, being taken down by a cute, tiny senior cat.

“kid, you sure this is an old cat? seems pretty fucking athletic to me.” he grunts as he tries to pry stitches’ claws out of his flanneled shirt, arms contorting to reach behind his shoulders.

“mhm, i’m sure toji.” you reply, picking up the other cat, an orange male named ‘teddy’ and holding him in your arms. “this one is a boy cat. his name is teddy and he likes to be held like this.”

“uh-huh.” toji says, finally getting stitches off his body and placing her on the ground. “thanks for the help, kid.”

“you’re welcome.” you’re barely paying attention to him, gently rocking the fluffy orange cat in your arms, baby talking to him and making soft noises. teddy the cat lets out a gentle meow.

he draws his attention to you, hair ruffled from his recent battle. “okay why don’t you have a shower and change? you're drenched.” toji pats your dumb wet head.

you had forgotten about that. “alright, yeah.” you put teddy on the floor and jog towards the stairs, leaving wet footprints in your path. “keep an eye on them, toji!”

“yeah, yeah.” he waves dismissively.

toji turns back to the cats and sighs, hands on his hips. the two felines look up at him expectantly. “now what am i going to do with you two, huh?”

stitches walks up to him and reaches her paws onto toji’s trouser leg.

“ah-ah, no, no, no. bad cat! bad-”

stitches is already climbing his leg again and finds her way to his shoulder, rubbing her cheek against his temple and purring.

“ah goddammit.” toji exhales, crouching down and attempting to shake stitches off once again.

toji looks at teddy, who is staring at him quietly. “wanna help me out here orange cat?”

“…mrrp.”

*

finished with your long, hot shower, feeling warm and cosy, you go downstairs to see how toji is doing with the cats (not before having one of the cookies toji had baked though).

“toji?” you call, walking through the hallway to the living room and the sight that greets you tugs at your heartstrings.

there toji lays on the sofa, asleep, snoring, with teddy sleeping on his chest and stitches nestled at his side on his arm, also asleep.

“aw, toji..” you snap a quick picture for memories sake and save it to your favourites. underneath all that hard, domineering exterior of his, toji at heart is just a big softy.

toji seems to sense your presence and he slowly blinking awake. he groans and looks up to see you standing above him. he rubs his eyes.

“so we can keep them?”

toji rolls his eyes, huffing and puffing, looking at your pleading eyes. he doesn’t even remember why it wouldn’t be a good idea to keep them. who is he to deny you of anything? “sure why not?”

you smile, teeth and all, and kiss him on the forehead, careful not to disturb the cats. “thankyoutoji!”

the cats are purring and you’re all giddy and joyful. toji can tolerate these cats since they make you so happy.

[rubyreduji]

hii congratulations on 3k !!<3

for the 🧸 sleepover can i request female cat hybrid!reader x dom joshua smut? smth w corruption or praise kink idk whatever u feel like it ! thank you 🩷🩷🩷 (p.s i really like your work and i come back to it every once in a while you’re really talented ><)

— sleepover event now over!! 🧸️

hello kitty, you're so pretty — hjs

summary: joshua bring home something new for you two to try together

tags: smut (minors dni!), cat-hybrid!reader warnings: explicit unprotected sex, dom!joshua, virgin!reader, slight corruption kink, praise, fingering (f. rec), toys (vibrator) wc: 1.7k an: i actually don’t know how corruption kink this is but i tired lol

“Hey kitty~” Joshua calls as he enters the apartment. You’re lazing on the couch, your tail slowly swishing off the edge. Your ears flick at the appearance of the man. 

“Hey Shu,” you say, not bothering to sit up.

“Guess what I picked up today?” There’s a giant grin on his face as he holds up a brown paper bag. You stare at him curiously as he opens up the bag.

When his hand reappears it’s holding a pink, oddly shaped object. It looks to be made of silicone and it has two bulbs on either end of the U-shape, one bigger than the other.

“...What is it, Shu?” You finally sit up, too curious about the object to be nonchalant anymore.

“This is a vibrator. You put it inside and it vibrates for…sexual pleasure,” he explains. He hits a button on it and it comes to life, a faint buzzing emitting from the toy.

You reach out, your fingertips just barely grazing it and you jump back. “You put that inside you?”

“Mhmm,” Joshua hums. “...Wanna try it with me?”

You look at Joshua warily, contemplating what you should do. You stare between the pink toy and the devilish grin on Joshua’s face and make your decision.

“A-ah~,” you cry out as Joshua pushes the vibrator in you. It’s not even on, yet the feeling of the thick bulb being inserted into you makes you whine. 

“Shh, you’re okay,” he coos. “Look at you, such a pretty kitty like this.” Your ears flick at the praise. “Gonna turn it on now, okay?” His large hands rub at your hip as he talks to you. You give him a slight nod and he presses the on button.

The toy roars to life, automatically sending waves of vibrations through your body. The sensation is strange, yet pleasuring and you can’t help but whimper even more. Your body tenses up slightly as your hips roll up into the toy. Another smaller bulb sits over your clit, making your brain go incoherent of any thought.

Your balls your hands into fists, doing your best not to claw up Joshua’s nice sheets. Whenever you get feeling needy Joshua always helps you out, but he’s never done anything more than let you use his leg and the occasional press of his fingertips against your clit, but never anything more. You’ve never had anything actually inside of you, and you can’t help but note how alluring the feeling is. You want more in you; Joshua’s fingers, his cock.

You’ve only seen his cock a few times before. Occasional you and Joshua will share a shower, nothing sexual, just showering together. You’ve only seen it once in the other way. You didn’t touch it, just watched as Joshua pulled it out and wrapped one of his large hands around it, groaning as he played with it harshly. The next day he apologized for his behavior, but you weren’t offended. If anything, it intrigued you more. 

You wonder if Joshua will push his cock into you, fuck you hard and deep, now that he’s brought a toy for you to play with.

(Though you may be sexually inexperienced, that doesn’t mean you’re totally clueless. Not that Joshua knows, but when he’s off at work you occasionally sit at his computer, watching porn videos he’s bookmarked. Your pussy always tingles and your face always heats up when you watch the cat-hybrid videos he has saved.)

Soon your body gets used to the incessant buzz of the vibrate and you paw at Joshua’s arm. “M-more,” you say, a bit bashful. 

“Oh? Does my little kitty need more? Need me to go up to the next setting?” Joshua teases. You nod weakly and Joshua chuckles before doing just as you ask.

Your cunt clenches down around the toy at the new setting. You can feel the slickness of your pussy across your folds, begging to be filled by something more than just the vibrator.

“S-shu-a-ahhh!” You wail out. 

“What is it, kitty?” Joshua asks, his hand pets at your ear. 

“N-need t’cum,” you slur out.

“You want me to go up another setting?”

“No, need you,” you whine. “Your fingers.”

Joshua stills a moment. You glance over at him to see his face slightly red. “I- are you sure kitten? You know we’ve never-”

“Please,” you beg. “I need it.”

Joshua takes a shuddering breath before nodding and letting out an “okay”. He shuts the vibrator out of you and slides it out. You’re automatically hit with the feeling of being too understimulated and you whine, wiggling your hips against the sheets. 

“If we’re going to do this,” Joshua starts, “you have to listen to me though. Can you do that kitty?”

“Yes!” You say, knowing you’ll do anything to cum. 

“If I give you my fingers, you can’t cum until I say so, okay?” You nod once more and Joshua smiles at you. “Okay kitty. This might feel weird, so if it’s too much just tell me and I’ll stop.”

Joshua presses his thumb against your clit, rubbing slowly there. It’s nothing too out of the ordinary, but when you feel Joshua’s fingertips graze your slit you gasp out. Even though you just had the vibrator inside of you, the feeling of Joshua’s fingers touching you fills you with a whole new excitement.

“Ready?” Joshua asks.

“Yes,” you nod.

You hold your breath as Joshua starts to insert a finger into you. His finger is thinner than the vibrator was, but Joshua still has to take a moment to get his finger inside.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” His finger wiggles inside of you, brushing up against your walls. You cry out, hips bucking off the bed. “You’re doing so well right now, kitty.”

His finger slides in and out of you, loosening you up more so he can press another finger into you. He repeats this process once more so he has three fingers filling you up. His fingers are thick and long and reach deep into you. 

Your brain is void of any real thoughts other than your pleasure as Joshua curls his fingers into you over and over again. Your tail wraps around his thigh as you throw your head back, your eyes closing. Your body already feels so close, but you know you can’t cum until Joshua tells you.

It’s difficult for you to think, but you do your best to put your focus on Joshua. You move your hand over to him, running it up his thigh before pushing your palm onto the bulge in his pants. You rub at it the same way you’ve seen girls do in the porn you’ve watched.

Joshua groans at the feeling, bucking his hips up into your touch. “Ah- kitty, be good now.”

“Wanna cum with you,” you murmur.

“Shit. You just can’t listen, can you?” Joshua chuckles a bit. “Fine, you can have your fun, but don’t think there won’t be consequences. Joshua reaches down and unzips his pants before pushing them down and grabbing his cock out of his boxers.

Even though you’ve seen it before, the size still makes your mouth drop a bit. It rivals those you’ve seen in porn videos. You’re more hesitant now as you reach out. You grasp his cock and jump a bit when you feel it twitch against your palm.

“C’mon kitten, you were so impatient earlier,” Joshua teases. “Do it like this.” Joshua wraps his free hand around yours, guiding it to pump his length in your fist.

His fingers are still thrusting inside of you, driving closer to your high and further away from sanity. Your hand does its best to work at his cock. You try to copy what you’ve seen the other women in the videos do, focusing on the tip before dragging your hand down his length slowly only to speed up a few seconds later.

The aching in your core gets too unbearable though and your body screams at you to cum.

“Sh-shua,” you whine. “Need to cum.”

“Ah, what did I say kitty? I said you need to listen to me.”

“I’m sorry!” You cry out. “I promise, I’ll be good now. J-just let me cum.”

“How about you make me cum, and then I’ll allow you to. Sounds like a deal, right?”

“Y-yes,” you respond. 

The only problem is that Joshua fucks his fingers into you harsher, making you lose focus at your own task at hand. 

“What’s wrong kitty?” Joshua teases. “Can’t make me cum?”

“N-no, I can do it.”

You do your best to focus your mind as tug at Joshua’s cock, working him in your palm. As you do so you can’t help but pant and gasp at Joshua’s fingers inside of you. You have to stop a moment to take a shuddered breath before continuing.

Your pussy is clenching down on Joshua’s fingers and you recognize the feeling, the one you feel right before you’re about to let go. You can’t though, not yet.

You press your thumb into Joshua’s tip, rubbing right against his slit. Above you, you hear him hiss, his own breaths coming out in pants. You do this once more and then go back to furiously pumping his cock. Almost like a miracle, Joshua moans and you suddenly feel something warm covering your hand. When you glance over you see his cock twitching as it spurts out white, thick substance. His cum.

“Fuck,” he groans. “Okay kitty, you win. You can cum.”

Joshua curls his fingers up into you, right into your sweet spot, and you finally let yourself go, shaking as your cunt flutters against Joshua’s fingers. Joshua helps you ride out your high as you mewl out, your body shaking as you do.

You lay motionless on the bed when you finish. You take a moment to catch you breath before opening your eyes to look at Joshua.

“I wasn't expecting you to actually cum before me,” you mutter.

Joshua blushes and looks away. “Your face looked very uh, erotic. I’ve seen you look like that.”

It’s now your turn to blush. Joshua Hong just got off at your blissed out face. You then smirk to yourself. At this rate you know it won’t be long until he actually fucks you on his dick, and you can’t wait.

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[hedgehog-moss]

Top 10 Best Trees in my local forest

10. I know I know this is a stump hence why it’s #10, but I love that it looks like the outline of a person’s body. A person that was drawn and quartered apparently. I should do a Top 10 Stumps one day, I’ve seen some cool ones!

9. Another stump, but I initially wanted to include this one in my top 10 as a tree, and then it was felled recently :( It was one of my favourite local trees because it had such big roots (larger than most nearby trunks!) that emerged from the ground here and there like undulating sea serpents. I was sad when it was cut but on the other hand it had the sweetest-smelling resin in the world. It was a very windy day so the smell travelled everywhere, and this tree’s fresh resin made the entire forest smell like candy floss.

8. I just like that this one looks like a busy giant centipede crossing the stream on its way somewhere. I’ve always wanted to use it as a bridge but so far I’ve not dared.

7. This one looks like it belongs in a jungle with these thick vines all over its trunk. I had the Playmobil jungle set when I was a kid and it was one of my favourite toys and I would have absolutely loved to find a jungle tree near my home.

6. This tree already looks cool during the day, but at night by torchlight these scaly-looking roots look exactly like a T-rex’s paw clawing at the ground. It’s a mandatory stop every time I go on a nighttime walk in the forest with my cats.

5. This one is unremarkable most of the year but then there’s 1 week every autumn when it just catches fire and it’s a happily-anticipated yearly event (for me).

4. Yes I’ve already made a post about the remarkable tree but I actually went to check it out since then, and it’s the most ridiculous story. 

See, there used to be a genuinely remarkable tree there and it was known as the King of the Forest. Then this tree was felled like 70 years ago but the road sign was already there, so they decided it would now refer to a nearby, nearly-as-cool-tree, which became known as the Queen of the Forest. Then the queen was also cut down. There were no other remarkable trees nearby but people still refused to remove the sign so a normal boring tree became the new remarkable tree. There’s a little sign next to it (otherwise you wouldn’t remark the new remarkable tree) explaining that this is the Viceroy of the Forest (yes, really!) and sort of summing up how this ordinary fellow came to be promoted. I didn’t take a picture of it, that’s how unremarkable it is, but I love the story behind its Viceroy title, it’s exactly this:

3. Now, this one is in the top 3 because it’s my cats’ favourite tree:

Its trunk has completely split in two and one half of it fell over but remained attached and now forms a very long arching “tongue” that touches the ground. My cats LOVE walking on it, it seems to make them feel very important, like a red carpet for cats. Unfortunately I don’t have any photos featuring cats doing their catwalk because they only accompany me at night... But look at this strange tree arch (it’s like six metres long!) and picture three important-looking cats walking on it:

2. This one is shaped like a harp!! A very beloved landmark in my woods, it makes me smile every time I walk past it.

1. This one is just excellent, green-tipped like a Caran d’Ache pastel pencil and with roots that look like they harbour a whole city of little wood sprites. (ft. a Pandolf for scale):

1. (it’s a tie) This tree might not be as cool or fun-looking as the others (although in winter it looks dashing!) but it’s the tree that marks the beginning of my land so it feels like a welcoming friend. For sentimental reasons it will be ranked first.

[coffeeghoulie]

I'd love if you wrote more hockey dewther. You mentioned they shared an apartment when starting out so there had to be moments where those oblivious idiots acted like a couple or others thought they were already one. Any backstory insight would be lovely though.

so I knew exactly what to write for this one, the only person who knew this scene existed before you sent this ask was @askingforthesun, but you're right, there were so many moments that those fools acted like a couple long before they knew they had feelings.

featuring the beginning of Aether's journey into being a cat dad, Dew growing out his hair, and Swiss lovingly starting trouble.

also tagging @forlorn-crows and @nocturnalghoul for hockey shenanigans (though there's no real hockey in this lmao)

divider by @ghuleh-recs <3

"You looking forward to playing in the big leagues, Dew?" Aether asks, folding the last of Dew's many, many band shirts into a cardboard box, folding the flaps shut.

"Moving cross country again for hockey?" Dew takes a deep breath, slumping back against the back of the couch. "No's not the right answer, huh?" He says, packing his own box full of stick wax and tape and skate laces. "It's the majors. Of course I'm looking forward to it. I've been working for this for my entire life. I'm excited. Just. Um. I don't want to leave you all by your lonesome. You're codependent."

He snarks, but Aether's been in close quarters with Dew for two years, has lived with him for a season and a half. There's the bite of worry there.

Aether hums, eyes darting over as he hears the skittering of tiny claws on vinyl. A kitten scrambles into the living room, big amber eyes and red fluffy tail, as she chases a toy she's been playing with on legs too long for her body. Aether sets the box down, scooping up the kitten he'd gotten a few weeks ago. She's tiny, or Aether's hands are just huge, because she fits perfectly in his palms.

"Hello, little Lady," he coos, grinning as she purrs, rubbing her little cheek against him. He turns back to Dew. "Don't worry about leaving me, Dewey, I've got your replacement right here."

Dew's expression softens as he looks up at the tiny cat in his hands. "Gimme," he says, reaching out to Aether. "Gimme the baby."

Aether's never been able to deny Dew anything. He sets Lady down into Dew's waiting hands, her paws splayed out as she settles in his lap. Dew scratches under her chin and smiles at her, warm and toothy. The way he smiles when he thinks Aether can't see.

Lady's delighted by the change in location, meowing loudly and little ears flicking as Dew pets her. "Gonna miss you, little girl," he whispers, and Aether looks over at the boxes in their living room, pretending he can't hear. Most of them will go in storage, but the rest will get shipped to Dew's new apartment several states away.

"Yeah, probably shouldn't have gotten a kitten right before the season starts," Aether says. He sits down on the couch next to Dew. Not touching, but still close.

"She'll be good for you," Dew says, not looking up at him. His hair's just beginning to brush the tops of his shoulders. "I know you'll make a great cat dad."

His lips quirk up. "Aw, so sweet of you."

"Yeah, you know me, bruiser Dewdrop, so sweet," Dew says absentmindedly, reaching for one of the bundles of skate laces he'd thrown into the box. It unravels as he grabs it, and they both laugh as Lady's eyes lock onto the aglet. Her pupils blow from slits, fascinated.

She bats at the lace, little, white needlesharp claws extended. Dew smiles warmly, not looking up as Aether pulls his phone out. He makes sure that his phone is silenced before snapping the picture of two of the most important things in his life right now.

Eventually, Lady rips the lace from Dew's loose grip, rolling onto her back to bat at it with her hindpaws, ever the little hunter. Dew lets her play, turning to face Aether as he slips his phone back into his pocket.

"For real though, are you going to be good out here?" He asks, real, genuine concern slipping into his voice. "I mean, I'm sure I'm going to be seeing Kärnan on the back of a Ghouls jersey before long, but you good?"

Aether shrugs. "I mean, I got by just fine before I met you." He chuckles, and Dew turns back to the kitten. Soon, they will finish packing up Dew's things, and the apartment will be half as loud.

And because Dew's halfway across the country, there's no way that he will know when Aether gets that picture printed in a little glossy 3 by 4 and tucks it into his wallet. And it stays there.

It stays when Aether gets the call not even six months later, the Ghouls' first line defenseman having suffered a severe knee injury and needing a replacement while on injured reserve. Dew's right about his name on the back of a Ghouls' jersey. They're both surprised about how quickly he was right, though.

The picture stays for the four seasons he plays with the Ghouls, stays when he's voted captain twice in a row. It stays when he falls in love with his best friends, is accepted into their arms as one of their own.

It stays completely a secret until one winter night, warm lights on in their apartment. Snow's piling in the corners of the window panes, and Lady, full grown now and elegant, curls up on the couch next to Aether. He's got his laptop on his lap, one hand idly petting through her russet fur, the other typing as best he can. There's music coming from the kitchen, Swiss playing something from his phone as he finishes up making a bagel, late night snack. Water runs in the other side of the apartment, Dew taking a long shower.

Aether pats at his pocket, cursing softly under his breath when he remembers where he put his wallet when he got home that afternoon. "Swiss," he calls. There's the clatter of silverware in the sink, and he sticks his head into the living room, licking cream cheese from his fingertip.

"Yeah, Aeth?"

"Would you be a dear and grab my wallet?" he asks, smiling warmly. Swiss matches his grin.

"Sure thing. You getting the tickets?"

"Mhm," Aether hums as Swiss steps back into the kitchen. "It's not going to be that good a view to be watching hockey from, but it'll be nice to surprise them regardless."

"Very much so," he calls. It only takes a moment before Swiss is back, paper plate with his bagel in one hand and wallet in the other. He doesn't have a good grip on it, and it falls open, revealing that secret picture of Dew. "Oh, what's this?" he teases, jovial. "Who's that handsome young man?"

Aether snorts, even as color comes to his cheeks. "He doesn't know about that one, I'd like to keep it that way."

"Well," Swiss chortles, plopping down onto the couch on the other side of Lady. She mrrps, disturbed from her sleep, but she happily presses her face into Swiss's hand as he pets her. "I believe I recognize my step-daughter. This must be from before the big leagues, huh?"

Aether sighs, ignoring Swiss's favorite joke. "Dew'd just been called up. Half a season before me."

"God, how did you not know you were in love with him then," he teases, taking a big bite of his bagel.

Aether snorts and rolls his eyes, pulling a card from his wallet and typing in his information. "I don't know," he admits. "But I know now."

Swiss wraps an arm around his shoulders, pulls him in close over Lady's curled up form. "Yeah. We know now."

[millerflintstone]

Some pictures of my darling girl 💜

Today has been long.

The waiting for it to be time was the worst. I cried so much and hurt and it was so hard to shove that away to not stress her out more. This cat pulled out her tail hair when I was stressed.

Unfriendly was concerned she'd be hungry and didn't want her to be hungry on top of everything, so he syringe fed her a little dinner last night and breakfast today. (🥹) She didn't really resist and did swallow her food.

She still had the ability to not wet herself. When I put her in her litter at 2 and the 4:30, she peed. She pooped a little last night but I had to hold her up.

This morning she did grip my finger with her left front paw a bit, but she was mostly checked out. I just got the tiniest flash of her.

When we got there, I realized I could have planned the cremation to be today and the clinic paperwork is what triggered that thought. The receptionist thought the place I had been using didn't offer viewing the cremation anymore but thankfully she was wrong. I was able to call them and give them the heads up to do a same-day cremation after the process was done.

The process was less alarming than Loki's but more than Diva's. Gigabyte possibly had nerve degeneration that was affecting her breathing and swallowing. The sedative made it so she had to open her mouth to breathe, which was not something I was expecting. Her muscle wasting probably affected her and being too sleepy probably strained her. She also had post-death exhalation that was new to me. Both Diva and Loki just looked like they just left peacefully.

They did a paw print and fur clip at her clinic and wrapped her and put her in a nice zipped body bag for us to take her. So surreal and yet also not. So we did.

The funeral director was the same man who also did both Diva and Loki's cremations. The viewing room has some seating. You can have a prayer read or not. She was laid on a table in front of us with some toys, covered with a blanket. He placed her in and I gave the nod for when it could start. You don't see anything .

I needed to see her placed. I needed to know she was starting her transformation from kitty to ashes. It sounds odd maybe, but that's what started with Loki and has continued. We picked her ashes up 3 hours later.

We wandered. Got breakfast. Got stuff at Lowe's and then picked her up.

And now she's home. There was other irrelevant stuff while we waited and after, but she's home.

[swampstew]

Trafalgar Law, B-12 ~ Forced Orgasm

Summary: Law toys with you, literally. Don't worry, the pleasure is worth the pain. Especially when he brings the big cat out to play ;)

Part 1 | Part 3

Warnings: Spicy, pet play kink, forced orgasm kink, creampie, Monster Law, dom/sub relationship, hybrid Law/leopard form. Adding dead dove in case people take issue with monster fucking/hybrid fucking or whatever. Word Count: 1.2K

Part 2 to Pet Play ~ Happy Birthday to Trafalgar Law

“You’re my sexy kitten,” Law praised you as he watched you crawl on to the bed obediently.

He had gently opened up your ass to accept your new tail, and it fit perfectly inside you. The faux white fur hit the back of your thighs as you found a comfortable position to settle down in. With concentrated skill, you tightened your walls and flexed your glutes to make your tail twitch a little.

Law’s yellow eyes took on a more cat-like appearance. The pupils became narrow like slits as he watched you twitch your tail. When you started to mewl at him, the pupils became round and excited. Something in his pants became inflated and excited as well.

“Damn, must be my birthday or something,” he smirked. “You’re doing so well and I haven’t even started to play with you.”

You gulped – the anal plug had taken a little to work in and as aroused as you were, as evidence by the wetness in your panties – you wondered what he intended to do if he didn’t even consider the plug as part of the play.

“Please don’t make me wait,” you pouted. You laid on your side, belly exposed, your gloved hands pawing at your bra and lightly tugging the fabric to tease your nipples, flashing Law your areola.

“Little Kitten,” Law peeled his shirt off, his canines looked a little sharper or was that just the shadows? “The anticipation is the best part.” He took his pants off and you could see his stiff cock outlined in his briefs. “Now do as I say.”

“OOOOOhhh-OOOOOOhhhHHhh-WAAH!” you cried out as Law grinded you over his bulge again and again.

Quickening and slowing his pace at random intervals to keep you on edge. Knees over his hips, your dull nails dug at his muscles the more he teased you. The silk pooled in your thin panties had overflowed already and Law’s briefs were soaked – his own precum mixed into the soiled fabric from his side of the cotton barrier.

Law’s fingers dug into the meat of your ass as he kept grinding your body over his, aggressively snapping his hips harder and harder. Twice you had almost cum but both times he had slowed the pace in favor of rolling you over and pushing you into the mattress as he fucked your mouth with his tongue and tugged at your nipples, keeping his erection away from your seeking core.

“You-you-you’re being such a tease!” you wailed, your puffy clit was throbbing, aching for release.

He tutted at you, “You should trust that I’ll take care of you. When have I steered you wrong?” He ground his pelvis between your legs and you yelped at the sensation. Squirming against him to push yourself over the edge. Law pulled away before you could finish.

“Naughty kitten. Did you really think I’d let you get away with that?” he clipped the leash to your collar and had you sit on the edge of the bed, facing a tall mirror. He sat behind you and made you sit over his lap, using his long legs to nudge your knees apart. “Look at how desperate you are to release. That you would disobey me. Try to rush me.”

You tried to look away in embarrassment but he pulled the leash taut until you made eye contact with his reflection.

“Rub yourself for me.”

With trembling fingers, you began swirling the apex of your mound, feeling a fresh wave of slick leak out from the pressure. Law tutted again before helping you remove your panties from your seated position.

“Again. Show me how you purr.”

You mewled out as your bare fingers touched your sensitive core, rubbing between your folds and flicking your nub. Every few swipes you would curl your fingertips and use the first knuckles to tease your entrance, keening and grinding your ass over Law’s cock. Your moans tumbled from your lips as you brought yourself closer, so close, on the cusp of ecstasy when Law firmly grabbed your wet, gloved hand and brought it to his mouth. Slurping the excess off as his other hand unclipped the leash.

“Not yet. You’ll cum but it’s going to be on my cock,” he said with a husked tone. “Tell me, little Kitten, do you want it from the front or the back? And more importantly, do you want my cock as it is now—” Law dropped his briefs to the ground, rubbing the reddened tip and inspecting the line of pre he dribbled out, “—or, do you want it the other way?”

Giving your answer, Law’s smile made you feel secure in your choice. He gently flipped you over so you laid on your belly, twirling your tail and pumping it in and out of you until you were panting. Once he had you flustered, he moved in front of you so you could watch him transform.

“Give us a kiss,” he prompted, pushing his weeping tip against your lips. Your tongue poked out to wet your lips as you looked at all of him. The way his body had filled out with muscle, made him stand a little taller; it was hard to ignore the white and black spotted tail flicking from behind him, or the way his skin seemed to pale, until it was nearly white with black spotted patterns over his skin. No fur on his body besides his natural body hair. Then of course – his cock.

What had once been a long and narrow base with a large head, with a slight curve upwards, became fatter, the glans pumped with blood, giving it an engorged head. Along the glans there were noticeable bristles that rested along the sensitive skin. You kissed his tip and the bristles shivered, a fat bead of pre leaked from his slit.

Law moaned, “My sweet Kitten. I’ll give you the release you so desperately want. It won’t be long now.”

“W-will it hurt?”

“It might sting a little but it shouldn’t make you bleed.”

You nodded in approval, your tongue swiped his slit and licked the pre.

“Ohh Kitten,” he groaned.

He mounted you from behind, the delicious stretch of your pussy widened from his engorged size as he slowly slit in. Your mouth dribbled drool as your walls opened to accommodate his girth, squeezing against his cock and making him hiss. With a deep thrust, he filled you to the hilt. And started a brutal pace that had you seeing stars, made you cry in pleasure, and made you cream.

Your pussy pulsed and contracted as you came, so easily and so quickly after all the buildup. You screamed as ecstasy flooded your body, making you clamp down on him to squeeze out every thrust to prolong your pleasure. Law let out a dull roar as his hips stuttered against your ass, the sound of sharp slapping echoing in the room. You felt his seed flood your pussy as he rocked his cock inside you, and you could feel the bristles on his glans grazing against your throbbing walls causing you to cry out in overstimulation.

Law lowered his head and bit the back of your neck as he kept bucking into you. Slap after slap against your ass until he stopped spilling. Your trembling squeals stopped when he pulled all the way out, feeling him slap your sore ass with his cock. Crawling over your spent body, Law kissed the spot he bit, trailing his sweet kisses to your mouth.

“You’re going to make a wonderful pet,” he whispered in your ear.

20 tiles to go, 16 calls made so far.

[yukidragon]

Sunny Day Jack - Cat AU

Okay, so, two particular pieces of beautifully drawn fan art have collided together in my head to create a light and fluffy self-indulgent image that I just had to share with you all.

@okamiliqueur's heartbreaking picture of Jack's lonely and forgotten box from the new demo made me think of cats abandoned in boxes, "free to a good home." Only in the case of the game's story, he was left out in the rain to rot, the owner having given up giving him a good home.

@jazzylovetodraw's picture of Jack as a cat has been buzzing in my mind for quite a while. I just love how precious he looks in both forms, and when I was thinking of Jack being like those abandoned kittens in cardboard boxes... well, the combination was obvious.

I know that Jack's fursona is a snake, and I know being a cat is Shaun's thing, but I'm a sucker for kitties. I'm as biased towards cats as I am for dragons, if my avatar and username didn't offer enough of a hint. ;3 I'd love to see all the characters as kitties honestly.

Tempting though it may be to go with Fruits Basket rules for kitty Jack, like I toyed with over on twitter, I think I'm going to play with a different and simpler set of rules. In this universe, Jack is stuck as a cat until his sunshine's love allows him to become human again.

Admittedly, it's kind of hard to imagine Jack being alone for very long when he looks so adorable. Who wouldn't fall in love with that precious kitty face instantly? Most everyone would be putty in his paws.

Content Warning: I wind up touching on a couple explicit headcanon details near the end. I mean, I did say this is a pretty self-indulgent image with my OTP.

Maybe Jack was stuck as a cat via a curse ala Hocus Pocus and is guarding the box/tape/etc. Maybe he was stuck as a cat instead of in the tape and no one could see him until MC came along. Maybe he's got a tragic backstory like the cat from Fruits Basket.

Since this AU is more about the vibes, I'm just going to leave the how and why parts of the lore up in the air. All that matters is that Jack is stuck as a cat and left out in the rain in a cardboard box until MC decides to take him home.

I'm just going to switch over to Alice and what she would do in this scenario. Poor lonely Alice is out on the town, when she comes across the box out in the rain and sees an equally lonely kitten. Poor little thing, all wet and sad... She just has to take him home with her.

Alice cleans Jack up, gets him wrapped up all nice and warm in a blanket, and even gives him some chicken she bought for her own dinner that night. She'll have to get cat food and other things for her new furry companion tomorrow, though she should probably look for his owner and take him to a vet.

At first, Jack isn't sure what to do about the situation, though he is grateful. No one has even acknowledged his existence until Alice came along. She's so soft and warm. He loves it when she holds him. She's so kind too.

Alice does find it surprising Jack doesn't put up a fuss when being given a bath. Jack didn't exactly like the feeling of being all grimy, and don't get him started on fleas and other gross things cats have to deal with on the streets!

The vet isn't as fun, though Jack is well behaved, though very clingy to Alice throughout the appointment. He can't help but fear that she'll abandon him too. He'll keep up the helpless and adorably needy kitty act if it means she'll stay with him.

There's no ID chip, no tag, and no missing notice for any cat that looks like Jack. It's clear that the poor guy is a stray.

Alice is hesitant initially. She's wanted to get a pet cat for a long time now, but she has barely been able to take care of herself. How can she handle taking care of an innocent life that needs her when she's struggling so much with her own life?

That hesitation doesn't last long. Jack loves on Alice so much, constantly purring and snuggling up to her. He curls up with her when she sleeps or relaxes. He was hesitant at first, and she assumed that was because he was wary of her, when in reality, he just didn't want to cross any of her boundaries. He didn't want to do anything that might upset her and make her get rid of him. When she started petting and cuddling him, he wholeheartedly returned the affection, absolutely starved for it.

The first thing Alice thought when she saw Jack was that he was lonely, just like her. He's so sweet and can't stand to be apart from her. How can she just get rid of him when he makes her feel loved and needed?

Of course, a cat's life isn't all sunshine and rainbows. Cat food is a step down from people food, and a litterbox is anything but sanitary. Jack just skips that nonsense and goes straight to using the toilet despite the awkwardness, which shocks the heck out of Alice. He also snubs all cat food in favor of human food.

Yes, I could go with Jack being a ghost(?) cat that doesn't need food or to use the toilet, but then he wouldn't have gone through the indignities of a vet visit.

Then again... it would be funny if Alice brought Jack to the vet, only for them to think she's crazy, since to them all she's carrying is empty air.

Hmm... yeah, I think I'll go that route. As hilarious as vet hijinks and typical cat care with Jack while he possesses a human mind and identity might be, this would be a more interesting and tragic route. No one else can see Jack but Alice. He's lived for who knows how long in a world full of people that don't see him at all, unable to even be human anymore. It'd be a different type of hell than the one in the video tape, similar to what I talked about in my previous ramble.

Imagine if the 1984 incident Jack died and became a ghost(?) cat because he was secretly a cat shape shifter or something. Or maybe something more supernatural happened during the incident. Either way, cat ghost(?) Jack is very, very lonely.

Man, I just realized, it would be even more tragic (and complicated) if I go with the reincarnation route for this AU. Ghost(?) cat Jack probably had to watch Mary die slowly in the hospital after the incident, unable to help her or let her know that it's him. He couldn't even offer her comfort in her final days. It would've been so traumatizing.

For now, let's just play with this AU without the reincarnation angle, since this is supposed to be mostly light and fluffy feline fun with the OTP.

Jack, even as a cat, tries to do his best to help Alice out. If he can make himself useful, make her need him, then he won't ever lose her. He sneaks out when she goes to work to keep her company even though she initially tried to get him to stay home. No one sees him, so it won't matter. Besides, petting an invisible kitty is a good stress relief when dealing with awful customers, and certainly beats regular stimming.

The more Alice cares for Jack, the more powers he gets back, starting with the ability to talk. It's a huge shock for Alice of course, but Jack makes it clear that it's because of her love for him that made her stronger.

Of course, that love is platonic, at least at the start, which Jack knows full well, but he'll work on shifting things to a romantic love... especially after he gets the power to shift back into a form that has hands.

Like in typical canon, Jack answers Alice's questions as best he can. He probably lost his sense of identity like in game canon, so he references CloudyTown and stuff "he" did there, mixing up the show's lore with his own past. It's also intermingled with his many years spent wandering the streets being ignored and going crazy from the loneliness.

Jack does let Alice know that he used to be able to change from a cat to human. He just... can't anymore. He thinks it was because he was forgotten. He doesn't know why no one can see him until Alice came along.

It's so sad and tragic that Alice can't be unmoved by his plight. Sure, it makes things a bit awkward knowing that Jack is sentient and used to have a human form, but she feels for him. It also makes sense now why Jack always turned away whenever she changed.

Yes, Jack could have peeked. He could have even watched Alice while she was bathing, but he didn't. He refuses to do anything she won't allow. Cuddling her and sleeping in her bed is innocent, but the thoughts he'd have about her when she was undressing were anything but. He loves her too much to take advantage of her innocent trust in him. He needs her to want him to see her in that vulnerable state... even if it drives him crazy lusting over her. Poor pitiful kitty can't even have a good wank off session with his paws.

Still, despite knowing that Jack was human and is sentient, it's hard for Alice not to fall for his feline charms and not think too deeply about that fact. She still winds up cuddling him and petting him.

Of course, when it first hits Alice that she's treating a human like a pet, she stops and apologizes, but Jack insists that it's fine. He enjoys their cuddle time. He gives her the big, pleading kitty eyes as he begs her not to stop, and she can't help but give in.

Awkwardness soon fades and settles into a strange new normal. Alice does wonder if Jack really is real or if she was just so lonely she imagined something this crazy... but his presence is comforting. He keeps her company almost all the time. She doesn't feel alone anymore thanks to him.

Also... now that Jack can talk, he says such sweet things. It's weird to have a "pet" take care of her, but he reminds her of when it's time to brush her teeth, wakes her up for work, helps her get chores done despite how awkward it is with his paws and small size... It's so endearing.

The encouragement and assistance Jack gives Alice is wonderful, and his jokes are so fun and silly, but it's the praise that leaves her feeling flustered. If she didn't know any better, she could swear that he's almost flirting with her sometimes. She's in denial that's what it is, but it feels nice to be told that she's cute, and Jack is so sincere about it... and how can she not melt when he says sweet things with such a sweet face?

It's one morning that things change drastically. Alice's bond with Jack strengthened over time to the point that Jack finally can change back into a mostly human form, though he does have cat ears, a fluffy tail, and whisker markings.

It was a big surprise to them both really, as Jack transformed in his sleep. Alice had gotten used to cuddling up to a talking cat during the night, so it was a shock to wake up in a pair of big muscular arms. Jack was so happy when waking her that morning, giddy to show her his (mostly) human side, that it slipped his mind what a shock it would be.

Naturally, Alice bolted back against the wall away from the stranger in her bed. Jack quickly started reassuring her of who he was and that she wasn't in danger. He stooped down to her level, pretty much wilting really, with ears folded back, as he apologized for scaring her. He was just so happy that he wasn't thinking about how it must look from her side...

Seeing Jack so pitiful and sad, Alice feels her heart go out to him. Once things calm down, she can't help but be amazed by how he looks. Unthinkingly, she reaches up to pet his ears and feel how they attach to his skull. She only fully realizes how forward she's being when Jack starts purring.

Flustered, Alice immediately pulls back, only for Jack to whine at the loss of her touch. He didn't mind it at all. He always loves it when she cuddles with him.

It's a complicated feeling for Alice. On the one hand they've been very close for so long. On the other, Jack is definitely a human, so it feels different now.

Yet, Jack is so sweet. He's mindful of her hesitation, even if he's disappointed. It's harder for him to hide his feelings with such expressive ears. Alice can't help but want to reach out to him, especially after they've already spent so much time together, getting to know one another. He's chased away the loneliness that had been haunting her for so, so long.

Of course, now that Jack has a human form, Alice finds her feelings slipping into "dangerous" territory. He makes her feel so good, so loved, and she feels for him too. She doesn't want to dare assume he might feel anything more for her than just a friend, but she can't help but notice the way he looks at her, the way he clearly longs to be near her. He's so tender and gentle... and they've already been so cuddly.

It's easier for Alice to find herself cuddling up to Jack, letting him and taking guilty pleasure from his gentle warmth. He pets her hair too in return, and it feels surprisingly good... a bit too good at times.

The line between friend or something more blurs with all the cuddles and petting. Alice feels guilty about it, but Jack keeps encouraging her until, finally, something has to give and their relationship changes. Both of them feel relieved when it does, as they couldn't help but worry that their feelings might not be reciprocated.

In a lot of ways, it's pretty close to the normal continuity, just with some fuzzy ears on top. Jack can change into a cat at will now. As he gets stronger, people can start to see him, perhaps as a feline silhouette, or maybe with some unsettling shadows not from a cat. He's certainly going to be a bit territorial and not be afraid to hiss and use his claws if absolutely necessary.

Still, this kitty is pretty content thanks to Alice. Jack loves it when Alice carries him around as a teeny kitty, warm and snuggly against her chest, even in the cleavage of her shirt at times. Naturally, he returns the favor, carrying her around the apartment as often as possible. It's only fair after all~!

Naturally, Jack wants to get intimate with Alice as soon as she lets him. He's so pent up. Even with hands to take care of himself, all the cuddling and now kisses just make him ache for her even more. He longs to be inside her, biting her gently and growling in pleasure as he takes her.

A bonus with Jack being part cat is that he gets to have some vibrating action when he purrs. It adds a whole new dimension to their lovemaking, whether he's using his mouth on her sensitive parts, or thrusting himself deep inside.

Oh, I'm reminded of the cat-like features I mentioned in the Omegaverse AU. I guess Jack, having feline features, would have a dick that's ribbed for her pleasure too. Tongue too. Neither would be sharp because rule of sexy, but it would add a very pleasurable texture that a clever man like Jack is going to take full advantage of~

Of course, Alice can take advantage of those feline features too. The base of Jack's tail and ears are quite sensitive, and she quickly learns what spots get his motor running. Of course, getting Jack excited will lead to him pouncing on her and getting rather frisky, but Alice would certainly be expecting that result~

I can imagine Jack could make himself look fully human without any feline features, but he knows Alice finds his cat side to be adorable. She has a hard time resisting petting him when his ears and tail are out, and he certainly wants to encourage her to pet him as much as possible. He also wants to encourage her to let him pet her as much as possible.

Of course, if Jack can become powerful enough that other people can see him, he'll have to stick with only cat or human form when out in public. Still, even when other people can see and hear him, he prefers to be in Alice's company. Cats have their preferred human, and Alice is Jack's.

Naturally, Jack would have to be sneaky about showing Alice love when in public if there's a chance of getting caught. Good thing he has that perfectly innocent little kitty form to hide in. I can imagine it would lead to some interesting interactions where someone shows up only to find Alice incredibly flustered with a slightly disheveled appearance, while her "pet" Jack is just casually looking smug, as all cats do.

Person: Whoa, what happened to you?

Alice, not looking them in the eye: Uh... Jack, m-my cat just... ah, got a bit excited.

Person: Heh. Cats, am I right?

Alice: Haha... right.

Jack: :3c

Hmm... I wonder then if the other love interests should have cat transformations in this AU too. It'd be a crime if Shaun doesn't have that ability but Jack does. Jack already gets together with Alice, so I don't want to be extra cruel to Shaun.

Admittedly, I don't have too many ideas for other characters with cat modes. Well, aside from an image of Shaun taking care of his baby MoonPie by carrying her around by the scruff. This post was mostly just indulging in sweet moments with my OTP with a bit of feline flavor sprinkled on top. Maybe I'll revisit the idea again if I get more ideas than just a bit of fluff.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this silly romp with Alice and Jack having some feline fun times!

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur @kurokrisps

[captain-hawks]

shinichiro sano + books + purple

(congratulations on 1k! 💖)

(thank you so much<3!!!!)

shinichiro sano x reader

c: fluff, book store meet cute

“Got any books on bikes?”

Attention pulled away from the book propped open beneath your hand, you slip a bookmark between the pages and glance up. The man standing across from you on the other side of the counter sticks out like a sore thumb amongst the bookshop’s overflowing shelves and kitschy armchairs, the large, lazy feline lounging beside the register lifting her head to appraise his appearance.

Messy black hair flops over his forehead, despite his futile attempt at carding a hand through it as he offers you a lopsided grin, the thumb of his other hand hooked in one of the belt loops of his jeans with a lighter lodged between his fingers. A leather jacket is thrown over one of his shoulders, a few dark smudges breaking up the stark white cotton of his t-shirt and lingering across his knuckles as well. And with that, you’re certain he doesn’t mean bicycles. 

The cat hisses.

He laughs, and he reaches out to pet her, despite the menacing swat of one of her furry, orange paws.

Shinichiro Sano is far softer than he looks.

And he makes a habit of it—coming into the bookshop.

Coming into the bookshop and disrupting all flow of rational thought from your brain, your mind losing focus the moment you hear the now-familiar sound of his bike coming down the busy street, heart fumbling in your chest without fail the moment the rumble of the engine cuts out. 

Shinichiro has to know—that you haven’t the slightest damn clue which of the various books on motorcycles and auto mechanics nestled away in the reference section are the best reads. They’re topics that are entirely out of your depth, those shelves an entire universe away from your favorite well-worn paths in the romance and fantasy aisles. 

But you do the same dance every time—

He smiles, he waves.

He ambles up to the register, busying himself with haplessly trying to win over the cat if you’re occupied with another customer.

(Several cat toys have mysteriously appeared over the past few months.)

And then he vaguely rattles off the name of some book he’s looking for, shooting a boyish grin over his shoulder as he waits for you to come and guide the way like he has no idea where he’s going. Like he doesn’t end up in the same exact aisle every single time he comes in. 

Shinichiro Sano is far softer than he looks, because despite the loud bike he parks out front and the bold tattoos that wind up and down his arms—

—despite the way his heavy black boots scuff against the carpet—

—despite the fact that he disrupts the shop’s pleasant scent of books with the distinct, heavy smell of motor oil—

—despite the fact that you’re more than a little certain at this point that he’s got history with Tokyo’s motorcycle gang scene—

—he opens each book like it’s a precious artifact.

(You’ve found yourself distracted by the sight of his long fingers carefully turning pages more than a few times.)

He wipes his shoes on the little welcome mat at the door.

He pets the cat.

He brings you tea from your favorite café two streets over.

And maybe it’s ridiculous, how you think perhaps you’re a little bit in love with this man already.

—

It’s that goddamn purple book that does it, in the end.

The book’s an eyesore—a thick tome bound in a gaudy shade of purple, the spine embellished with an equally offensive sprawl of lime green text. 

It’s some odd collection of new age poetry, one that you’ve contemplated tossing in the garbage bin time and time again in the five years that you’ve worked at the shop, given that it’s clearly destined to live a life in shelved purgatory. (It would be a merciful sendoff.)

It’s a quiet Sunday afternoon when you spy the book nestled away in the wrong aisle on the wrong shelf, staring at you tauntingly beside an otherwise aesthetically-pleasing row of classics. 

A very high row of classics. 

And naturally, rather than taking the time to fetch a stool, you opt for your tiptoes and outstretched fingers instead, hand coming up empty as you predictably lose your balance and stumble backward—right into something solid.

Someone.

Shinichiro’s far warmer than you expected.

It’s all you can think about as you hear the familiar sound of his hushed laughter behind you, the sound reverberating through his chest.

“And yet you always yell at me for doing the same thing,” he huffs in amusement, sending a shiver jolting down your spine at the intimate feeling of his breath hitting the shell of your ear. 

“The stool is across the store,” you protest, trying and failing to keep your voice steady despite the onslaught of emotion frying the circuit board of your brain at the feeling of his arms wrapping around you.

He’s—

He’s reaching for the book.

One hand outstretched, he asks, “Which one?”

His fingers flutter lazily in the air, like he has all the time in the world.

Like he’s not pressed up against you in an empty aisle, his hair tickling the side of your face as he leans forward. And for once, it’s not the scent of books that pervades your senses as you stand before the shelves, nor is it the whiff motor oil that incessantly clings to him.

It’s the light, pleasant fragrance of detergent that envelopes you, the smell gentle and calm like an early summer breeze. 

(Softer than he looks.)

There’s no use in hiding the hitch in your breath.

“The purple one,” you whisper.

“That’s the ugliest book I’ve ever seen.”

And then you’re laughing.

You’re laughing and his hands are on your shoulders and he’s spinning you around to face him and his smile is so soft and he’s looking at you so intently your heart might just burst and—

“I love it when you laugh.”

And he’s kissing you.

An ugly purple book lies forgotten on the shelf and Shinichiro tenderly takes your face in his hands and kisses you. Again. And again.

And again.

[alexanderlightweight]

Hope your moving is going swimmingly! I am also moving soon and already stressed l. Plus work so 😬. So my request is something soothing, where Magnus and Alec are just having a lovely time. Verse of your choice

i mean, it happened and it's now past the hardest part! tbh it was stressful and super hot — twas 115ish — but the worst part is now over! Nightshade and the Abyss love the new place and the Abyss is having fun trying to assert her authority over the house — she’s tiny, it’s not going as she planned. however she is about 1/10 of Nightshade’s weight and size and she spent the first night taunting him, teasing him and smacking him with sheathed paws every time he gave in to her meowing at him. 

she likes to wait until nightshade is sleeping and then she sneaks up on him and meows at him until he wakes up and then he goes to say hi, she smacks him and then runs so he’ll chase her so he can get in trouble and so she can smack him again. he’a still really young but he’s trying so hard to be friends with her and she’s older and has no interest in actually playing with a puppy — just bullying him. she’s the stereotype of a cat who goes ‘mwahaha’ while blaming the dog for things.

btw Nightshade’s reaction is legit to just upset zoomie or shake a toy at her and cry after she hits him.

they both got in trouble for those shenanigans btw (the running in the kitchen)

moving is incredibly taxing, mentally and physically so take care of yourself! be safe <3 remember that it’s okay and necessary to take breaks and hydrate lots! 

also just so it's known in general, things will be a bit odd even with the move finishing up because my laptop got damaged pretty badly during the move and we don't know if it's salvageable yet. so i'm using my phone and saeth's when they're not using it for writing themselves.

this is in the 'petals vs' and i hope you find it soothing because i did but if not, just let me know cause everyone finds different vibes comforting! good luck on your move! let me know how it goes? i hope it is as stress free as possible and nothing breaks!

<3 lumine

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Magnus adds two streaks of purple to his hair and one of mauve before he holds up of a sprig of wisteria, making sure that the colors match. They do and it’s with pleasure that Magnus puts in two — magically crystallized and grown — dangling earrings created from the same flowers that Alexander is going to wear.

It’s a simple night out and Magnus is in the mood for the quiet intimacy of a long walk with his beloved. 

They don’t necessarily need to dress up for what will essentially be a trek through a hidden grove, but both of them like to indulge both each other and themselves. 

“Alexander—” Magnus calls as he finishes the last touches of his craft and when he turns, it’s to find his darling watching him with soft, adoring eyes. 

Magnus manages to last an entire half-a-second before he’s crossing the room and rubbing his palms down Alexander’s shoulders and then kissing his cheek. 

“You look better.” He finally lets himself say, drinking in the sight that is a well-rested, fully healed Alexander. A kiss is pressed to his jaw and then his mouth, lips lingering with a subtle intensity that lingers almost wistfully. 

“You too, you have enough energy for this trip, right?” He’s asked carefully and Magnus can’t help his smile.

Alexander isn’t being doubtful, he’s being earnestly sweet and Magnus lingers in the languid feeling of being cared for. The last three nights have been full of portals and magic and healing and — while Alexander hunted down the ingredients needed and sharing strength — it’s Magnus who has been expending all of his energy and energy to the very brink. 

Well, Magnus and half a dozen other warlocks but only he and Cat worked the three days continuously. 

They were the only ones who could.

“I’m fine sweetheart. All I needed was a night of rest and you, safe in my arms.”

“I still think you should have let me give you a massage last night.” Alexander murmurs with a pout and Magnus laughs, pressing his fingertips to Alexander’s mouth in a gentle kiss.

“It either would have turned into something neither of us had the energy for, or you would have fallen asleep half on top of me, darling.” Magnus can’t help how soft his tone goes, “we were both spent, Alexander. You’re the only reason Cat didn’t insist on coming home with me, normally she puts her foot down when we encounter a disease like this.” Magnus winks, “she doesn’t normally trust me not to try and immediately research how it happened. However she trusts that you’re a sufficient distraction.”

“Still—” is all Alexander says, a deep yearning in his voice, “you deserve to be taken care of. Especially with how much you take care of everyone else.”

“You’ll find I take plenty care of myself, especially when I’m given a good reason to.” Magnus gives a playful smirk because Alexander knows that he’s the reason Magnus is alluding to and his boy laughs, tender and sweet and Magnus aches with it.  

“Then I’ll need to find a way to stick around then, just to make sure.” 

Magnus’ breathe hitches with want, because they’ve slowly been talking about this and Magnus can’t deny Alexander’s sincerity anymore.  No one who goes to talk to the Council of Elders and some of the oldest members of the shadowworld — who requested and paid the costs of asking to feel some of the best and worst emotions associated with immortality — is insincere. 

Alexander means it.

His devotion is steadfast and his love unwavering, his trust all encompassing when it comes to Magnus and Magnus feels both ravenous and also hesitant. 

Yet how can he disrespect the adoration and devotion that he’s invoked by merely being himself, when Alexander is so guileless about it. When Alexander has made lists of places he wants to visit with Magnus, the greenhouses and gardens he wants to tend to himself when he’s retired, the fact that Alexander wants to retire.

That his beloved wants to leave the clave better than before, but leave it all the same. The day when he will step away from the burdens and responsibilities of his people and family and belong wholly to himself and to Magnus.

Alexander wants to learn and study and travel and love but he wants to only do it with Magnus and that is a treasure Magnus never realized he’d been taught could never be his. Yet to dismiss it would be to invalidate the love given him and well, Magnus would be both cruel and a fool to do that. 

And while sometimes in his long life, Magnus knows he’s been both — though rarely at the same time. It would take an act of befuddlement from his own father for Magnus to act foolishly or cruel with something so delicate concerning both Alexander’s and his own heart.

“I suppose we will.” Magnus murmurs and he summons the flower crown to his hands and gently places it on Alexander’s brow. He admires how the lavender and mauve petals look against Alexander’s features and then he blinks.

Wisteria means many things but the colors Alexander asked for, the type of flower that he normally lets Magnus pick… they mean things.

Devotion that can transcend even death. 

Longevity which implies immortality, though all things can die no matter how long they’ve lived.

“You’re a sly man when you want to be, Alexander.” Magnus murmurs, voice unrepentantly indulgent as Alexander smirks at him. There is a pleased turn to his lips and his eyes gleam with both relief and love and Magnus wants to disappear with him for at least a week.

There’s a cottage in the grove.

Nothing too elaborate but comfortable enough — Ragnor would never have helped maintain it otherwise — and it’s the perfect place for a simple weekend of intimacy. Magnus can teach Alexander to fish as he learned as a boy and he can watch Alexander with amusement when his darling shadowhunter shows off and shoots the fish with arrows and then dives for them. 

Apparently, it was quite a habit for Alexander to go to the ocean in the dead of night with his runes activated, unseen by mundanes as he practiced hunting by shooting fish and then diving for them. 

They can replant the small garden around the cottage and Magnus can teach and show Alexander some of the hybrids he and Cat and Ragnor have created and tended to over the centuries. 

“Sometimes, my love—” and Magnus pauses, adding another layer of protective magic to both Alexander and his crown, “I cannot understand how we came to be.”

Alexander understands him, if the sudden sheen to his eyes means anything.

They’ve both been horribly broken by life and shattered by people supposed to love them yet somehow,despite all the odds they found and have kept and fought for each other.

It’s a beautiful but daunting mystery and one Magnus never needs solved. 

After all, no matter how or why they met, it’s the two of them alone that have made this work.

[donutz]

Kissy Missy x reader fluff alphabet[1/3]

—☆You are a wuggy in this, if you're confused on what that is, it's kind of what the species Huggy and Kissy are

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

— Very!!! She is so cute when she's giving affection

— Always hugging, or kissing, one of the two

— A way she shows affection is by just staring at you, since you both are wuggies, you don't verbally communicate as much

— But you two are very good with physical communication, or just being physical in general

— She shows affection in every way, and is incredible at it too! I’d like to think her love language is all of them, but physical affection is her main

— Shows affection everyday

— She loves holding hands! So she’s always holding yours

Best friend(How would they be as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

— It would start with her kind of communicating with you, not verbally

— Like a side eye or something, it was actually ridiculous seeing her like that

— She would attempt with holding your hand, but it would be with pinkies(pinky fingers, even if the wuggies’ paws are conjoined, I'd think they can slightly separate one from another)

— If you didn’t accept them, then it’d get really awkward, she’d say sorry in her own way though

— The more you accept her pinky intertwines, the better your relationship with her gets

— If she got more comfortable with you,(which can take like a week) she would rub her head against you, like a cat

— A very adorable sight to see

Cuddles(Do they cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

— YES. YEP. YEA. YEAH. MHM. ALWAYS AND FOREVER.

— She loves cuddling bro!! If you want to be not so sad at times, and you need some cuddling, she’s right there for ya!

— Cuddling and her are best friends!

— Cuddles at least once a day! It’s final! Unless you don’t like it, then Kissy remembers not to every time she wants to

— She’ll reach out to you, then oops— nevermind

— She usually cuddle with laying on you, not always directly ON you, but on your side or something

— But if you want to sleep cuddle, that’s fine! Just expect to be tangled up in the morning

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

— Doesn’t mind settle down, or not, whatever is fine

— Wouldn’t mind sitting on a couch, or hanging up washed clothes to dry in the ‘sun’

— She doesn’t mind cooking or cleaning, but isn’t too efficient with it, be patient with her, please

— The wait is worth it, so don’t whine about her pace and let her be her

— Minus what I just said, she’s only really good with breakfast

— She loves the sweetness when it comes to cooking/baking cookies, pancakes, french toast, muffins, cupcakes, so yummy!

— With cleaning, it’ll take time, but the area she cleaned will look brand new! 

— She’d get kind of irritated if you immediately messed it up

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

— Silence between you too, that’s all

— I still don’t like this section

— She’d stop cuddling up to you

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

— Uhm.. It’s okay..?

— Awkward… ^_^;

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

— The definition of gentle

— Despite her large appearance, she’s probably the 2nd nicest toy in the Playtime co production(Dogday is 1st, he also didn’t eat people so that’s one of the reasons he’s first)

— Her hugs have much love in them, and if she squeezes you just a bit too hard, she steps back asking if you’re okay

— Holding hands is wonderful, she somehow never has squeezed your hand too tight

— She’s very good when it comes to emotions, not with verbal words, but with other forms of communication when it comes to comforting

— If her fingers were separated, I’d like to think she’d make an effort for learning sign language, making communicating less hard

— But since she can’t talk to you, she’ll find other ways to comfort your sadness

— Unless you just need a good cry, or somebody to listen to your wails, she’s there for you

— Always.

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

— She doesn’t like hugs as much as Huggy, BUT loves them quite a lot!

— She gives a hug to you daily, especially if you’re sad that whole week

— Two soft bodies hugging each other is a very soft experience, but physically and mentally

— Her gentle hugs can really bring up anybody’s attitude

— Her hugs aren’t loose, but they are very gentle-like

— Some snuggling is included when she’d hugging you

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

— Doesn’t say, but show

— She can draw you pictures, (barely) manage to sign it, show it(through physical affection), she’ll try really hard to say the words, but never can

— She can scream but she can’t talk, why?

— She can try really hard, but when nothing comes out, she tears up

— Immediate comfort is given to her, you’ve barely seen her cry before

— You understand what she's trying to say and give her a kiss on her sausage lips(💀💀)

— Then she looks at as if she's saying, “.. Thanks ^_^”

— She appreciates all love given

Jealousy(How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?)

— Doesn't really jealous, can get jealous when it comes to Huggy

— Yeah, she’s chill with him but she just gets uneasy when it comes to you being around him

— He’s given you a hug before, and Kissy immediately went up to hug you back while staring at Huggy

— He wasn’t intimidated at all, but he did find it funny to see how much Kissy was in love with you

— So she doesn’t get too jealous, unless it’s with Huggy, then she can get quite envious of you two hanging out

— And when she’s jealous, while you’re with anybody other than Huggy, she’ll just hold your paw and stare at the person or toy

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

— Kissing! What a lovely experience!!

— She kind of kisses her friends(platonically, and not on the lips) when showing affection, especially since physical affection is her go-to

— But her kisses(towards you) feel a lot more special compared to her friend kisses

— They feel more loving, more squishy(because of her lips), and more effort-yy…

— She likes kissing on the forehead or cheek, or both, whatever floats ya boat! She only kisses you on the lips, like ONLY you

— You’re very special to her

— She doesn’t mind wherever or whenever you kiss her, she appreciates all of them at anytime!

— Dry kisses, wet kisses(not like making out, I mean like when your lips are wet with water or something), sloppy kisses(like lazy kisses, some of y’all take things in a REALLY weird way no matter WHAT that person’s talking about) they’re all fine to her!

Little ones(How are they around children?)

— Not having kidsss!

— But they think Kissy’s like their big sister!

— Especially when she praises them for the smallest things, honestly they probably prefer Kissy over Huggy

— I mean me too but like— dang.

— She’s always seen carrying around the children because they love being picked up by her, she’s just so gentle with them!

Morning(How are mornings spent with them?)

— I'm not sure.. It feels like she doesn't sleep, at all

— Whenever she feels like it to be honest

— Anyways, she's wide awake, when you're sleeping she always wakes you up with a pat to the face

— She just silently gives you a gentle pat on the face until you wake up

— She's your loving alarm clock

— If you won't wake up from that then she'll cuddle up to you and fall asleep with you

— Just something else nice to wake up to

Night(How are nights spent with them?)

— She hangs out with you until you fall asleep, since she doesn't really do that herself

— She wouldn't mind reading you stories, cuddling, humming a song(somehow), cradling, whatever can get you to sleep is something she'll do!(other than that weird stuff)

— If you see her sleep, please don't wake her up unless you want to cuddle with her

— She won't be mad, but she needs her beauty rest

— Falling asleep could be a long or short process

— If you two can't sleep, roaming around Playtime co could be a great activity, especially since you two are trying to not get caught

— You both were sneaking around one time and you tripped, but Kissy caught you by your waist

— She checked in with you, making sure you were alright and there were no injuries

— Then she gave you a kiss on your lips, happy you were okay

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

— She doesn't really reveal things, but she will with drawings

— She's a little artist

— She isn't really good with full on paragraphs, but a few sentences she can handle when writing

— She'll draw when she was human, what happened to her and stuff

— But she will get emotional at that point, so you’ll have to deal with her shedding tears

— Which is nothing you can't handle,(maybe, depends if you can comfort or not) a tip to help her with that stuff is just cuddling

— Physical affection really helps with comforting when it comes to her

— She slowly reveals stuff, not at once, she'll usually answer all the questions you ask

— But if it's too personal or something, she wouldn't want to share that information 

Patience(How easily angered are they?)

— Only way she can get angry is if it's somebody threatening you

— Threatening her? Yea whatever, but if it's you she'll get pretty angry

— Now she's the pretty pink sour patch that bares her teeth

— She can get angry with Huggy, I'm not saying they're both enemies, but they can disagree with each other at times

— If it gets to point where she has to get physical, she'll try not to get messy

— At least when you're around, if she's alone then she doesn't care about how much blood gets splattered on the walls, or on her

— If it's in front of you then she'll kind of apologize for her aggressive behavior

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

— Remembers all, I'm sure she has good memory, human or not

— But you (probably)can't really be able to tell if she remembers everything

— Even with the many children, she can keep large amounts of data in that head of hers

— Even though she wasn't designed to be able to store that much information..

— For some reason, she'll remembers every single color you name that's you're favorite

— She likes colorzz ^_^

Remember(What is their favorite moment in the relationship?)

— When you first got together and accepted all her ways of affection♡

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

— She growls! Yeah she growls.. (→_→)

— Only really protective when it comes to.. Y’know, Huggy. But also other people! Especially when she can detect aggression in their mood or expression

— She only really growls at Huggy, because she knows if she growls at the humans something bad will happen

— Because APPARENTLYYYY, humans act on anything

— Anyways, she usually protects you by putting her body infront of you

— If it gets physical, she’ll get physical, that’s it

— If you try to protect her, she’ll softly clap her hands and silently go, “Ahhh.. How romantic ♡” She’s lovingly admiring you while ‘saying’ this of course

— If you’re still in one piece(if a physical fight happened), she’ll give you kisses all over and give you the biggest hug

— You’re such a charmer

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

— Dates don’t really happen between you two— JUST KIDDING, THEY ARE WEEKLY.

— But not like full on dinners, usually it's just watching over the children having fun

— Hopefully, there'll be times where it can be just you two, cuddling against each other with true smiles on the both of your faces

— Anniversaries are very special for Kissy

— She'll never forget them, and even gets excited when she realizes that special day is coming

— She draws you a picture, symbolizing that it's your anniversary

— It's you and her holding hands with a big heart outlined around the two of you(😭😭)

— Then she gives you a big squeeze and kisses all over

— She is REALLY good with gifts! Her memory really helps out with them too

— She'll know what exactly to gift to a 8 year old, a 16 year old and even a 24 year old!(If you noticed, I was counting by 8's!)

— Sometimes her gifts can be too good, and someone ends up crying…

— Everyday tasks, ay, she's trying

— She can be very slow with it, but she's determined to get it done!

— So just wait 1-2 hours and the place will be squeaky clean!

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

— I don't know, maybe her pace when it comes to cleaning?

— That's all

Vanity(How concerned are they with their looks?)

— You can sometimes catch her staring at a mirror

— Just analyzing what she looks like

— Those times you'll see her crying

— Which is a very sad sight to see :(

Whole(Would they feel incomplete without you?)

— Yes.

— She has nobody to cuddle up to or wake up in the morning

— Nobody to kiss and hug and love

— Nobody to look at her drawings

— Nobody to compliment her pretty pink fur

— Nobody :(

Xtra(A random headcanon for them.)

— She probably smells like strawberry lemonade, or strawberry shortcake, something strawberry!!

— She also loves drawing!

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

— Nothing really, oh y'know what?

— Huggy being aggressive towards or around you

— They sometimes have silent arguments

Zzz(What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

— Not really sleeping a lot, but can if you're cuddling up to her

— Keyword:Can

— She won't always fall asleep, even with your comforting warm presence wrapped around her

[judethejudas]

How Soap and Ghost would pick a pet with you— MW2 Imagines

Ghost:

- Definitely getting a dog.

- He can’t stand the little yappy ones though. He needs a big dog that’ll protect him and you. One that looks vicious too.

- You both get to the shelter and he’s overwhelmed with their sad faces, pawing at the doors begging to be taken home.

- He’s immediately rethinking the whole vicious thing.

- “Let’s get the one who’s been waiting the longest.” He whispers to you, and you agree.

- Eventually Simon finds a dog, a pit bull who’s tucked in the corner of the cage not looking at anybody. It has scars on its body and he’s caught on pretty quickly that this dog was not treated right.

- “The poor baby’s been waiting for 2 years. He was even transferred to another shelter to avoid being euthanized.” You read from the dog’s chart.

- Alright. That’s it. This was your dog and there was no changing his mind. He immediately went to the office and got the papers and money ready. He wasn’t going to let the poor dog sit in that cage another day.

- The adoption was official and the pittie was yours to take home. Ghost had already tucked him in the backseat of the vehicle with a new toy and a blanket.

- You two found out pretty quickly that your dog was not used to affection. It would scurry away every time you both tried to pet it.

- You laughed and told Ghost that the dog was just like him, since it had taken a whole month of dating just for him to hold your hand.

- But it was true. After some patience and lots of treats, the dog was very accepting of affection and would go everywhere you two went.

- But it was a whole other level with Ghost and the dog. You found yourself having to sleep on the couch because the dog and your boyfriend would insist on cuddling with each other in bed.

- You didn’t mind. Ghost found another friend to call his own so you could live with the couch… sometimes.

Soap:

- He’s getting a cat. Period. He’s still scared of dogs and no one can sway my mind.

- You’re both at the shelter and he’s already wanting to dip out because the choices are overwhelming.

- All these poor little kitties wanting to be taken home. It’s too much for him and he wished he could take them all.

- Soap wanders the hall, trying to find a cat to take and you do as well. And he does eventually find one… a heavily pregnant one.

- “Oh Jesus Christ, John. We can’t have a pregnant cat.” “You would be so cruel to not want to take the little lass home? She’s a mother to be for crying out loud, would you leave your mother like that??” You argue that there’s no correlation between a pregnant cat and your mother, but you give in.

- Soap looks so pleased with himself as he holds the kitty in his arms while you drive home.

- Soap settles the cat in their home and give her food and water, even showing her where her bed is. You had to go out and prepare for the kittens— since you really did not expect to bring a preggo cat in.

- The cat is very warm and cuddly with the both of you, obviously grateful she was adopted and not left to birth her babies in a cage. Soap dotes on her the most and makes sure she’s comfortable at all times, even letting her sleep in the bed with you two.

- When the time finally comes, Soap is a mess. He’s sweating because he’s so nervous that something will go wrong and even calls Ghost— who is very upset he’s being woken up at 3 am because your cat is having kittens.

- He’s talking to the cat too. Telling her she’s beautiful and that she’ll be a good mother. It’s so touching for you to watch and so difficult to stifle a laugh when he’s massaging her.

- The kittens finally arrive, all healthy and beautiful. Soap has to call Ghost again about the good news but is only told to kindly shut the fuck up and let him sleep.

- “Let’s keep them all.” You immediately shot that idea down and poor Soap is sulking. You tell him you’ll keep the kitties until they’re ready to be adopted.

- Soap is a wonderful cat dad. And when the day comes and he has to give the kittens away? He’s crying for each of them.

- But the mother cat is always there to comfort him. And you’re so thankful for her. You also gave Ghost a kitten so Soap can visit with his cat too.

[matenrou-fan]

Hello can you write about buster bros being kittens and getting adopted by reader

NB! s/o adopts Kittens! Buster Bros

quite strange yet cute request!! here <3

NBreader, hurt/comfort, just wholesome stuff;;

-Well, maybe you just wanted to pay a casual visit in your local animal shelter, donating some food for it, yet then..

-You notice three new kittens, sitting in one small box together. A big one was sitting in front, hiding two others behind his back and you can't help but feel as your heart started melting.

-You ask workers about these precious babies and their story makes your soul ache even more now.

-Their father was a typical stray cat and didn't pay any attention to his cubs and their mother died, so poor kittens ended up here..

-How can you not adopt them now? They look so cute yet kinda proud, helping each other and not interacting that much with other animals..

-So you take them home, deciding to show them a new world, full of comfort and care, without any cold rainy streets..

-And even though Ichiro would be overprotective over his brothers in a few first days, not letting you pat or touching them at all, he eventually slowly started trusting you more.

-Only after young brothers notice that he starts to spend more time with you and even let you pat him, they both also start to trust you more..

-And that's where they start to be the most precious soft kittens you ever see! Much more softer and loving than before..

-Okay, now I wanted to describe the appearance of Buster Bros as cats lolol

-They all would be stray mongrel cats. And of course the same heterochromia as in their human version.

-Ichiro would be a big one, but not chunky, just big. With good yet short fur that is surprisingly easy to comb.

-Totally would hunt down some mice or other small animals just to bring them to you with a happy proud face. Isn't he very helpful?

-Love to hang out in the kitchen and watch you cook. And yes he would leave his paws on rolled pastry when you were not looking or put his nose in a jar of pickles or something.

-If you let him sleep with you at night he would totally sit on your chest and purr. It's actually very helpful, especially after a long rough day at work..

-Jiro is kinda skinny and bony, with his fur always being messy. It's also grown really fast for some reason but he hates grooming.

-As much as he hates baths, despite Jiro always returning home with dirt all over his body.

-He's the most energetic and chaotic one, this type of cat who wakes you up in the middle of the night with sudden thud or something.

-Also, if you have neighbors with cats expect at least two or three fights as Jiro will protect his territory or just be a bratty cat.

-That's why he has a little scratch on his right ear that he got back in the old days in the streets. After they all grow closer to you, Jiro would let you treat this wound but it's probably never healed completely.

-Love to sit on your face early in the morning so you would wake up and feed them all. And despite him and Saburo always having fights, here they work together as Saburo also loves to annoy you a little.

-Saburo is the smallest one, with pretty smooth fur that he doesn't let you brush (at least in the beginning). He prefers to licking himself.

-Calm and sleepy, he is not that active like his brothers but he likes to play with interactive toys.

-Also Saburo would like to sit on your lap when you are busy with paperwork or doing something on your laptop.

-He loves to watch the screen of your laptop change, so he and Ichiro would be really mesmerized if you turned on some baby sensory video for them.

-Jiro would 100% try to sit on your keyboard so expect a fight between him and Saburo again…

[skele-bunny]

Obligatory Cowbell Posting

I personally HC Cowbell as deaf and a "Null" ghoul with traits of Earth. Earth Ghouls are very known for feeling vibrations of the ground which makes them so good at being drummers! Cowbell isn't spared from that. He feels vibrations best out of everyone, especially with his increased senses from the loss of hearing. He can read music just fine, understand tempo and rhythm, but it's the sounds he gets overwhelmed with. There's been times he'll just sit in the practice room after hours with the Kit and just start hitting randomly before he gets into his own rhythm.

It's loud, it doesn't make sense, but it makes him happy. Bell just gets so lost in what he's doing he'll go until his wrists can't lift anymore. When he was still learning with Phil (who's proficient in the instruments as well), there'd be times where they'd just do random strums together. Bell can play "Genesis" pretty decently!

Bell doesn't like wearing his hearing aids unless he has to or doesn't feel like reading other people's hands.

I also hc Special & Bell to be Nihil's first summons, and in return older brothers of the Papa's. Bell was definitely a daddy's boy, clinging to Nihil so tightly. He and Secondo were actually super close! Bell was this giant, excited puppy and Secondo was the black cat. They'd sit together for hours in the worship hall, Secondo practicing his sermons while Bell just enjoyed the booming echos of his voice.

He's scared of needles and anything sharp, having visits to the doctor when he was little was TERRIBLE. That ghoul would be kicking and even as a kit those heavy hooves HURT. Always enjoyed the icy pops he'd get after, just clinging to Nihil and whining. Always wanted the green apple flavor and nothing else

Sometimes when he's understimmed and desperately needs something, he'll go to Era 2's hall. Now, Era 2 are hardasses. Don't like anyone. Don't like humans, ghouls, especially the nulls or anyone invading their territory. Buttt... Cowbell is the only one with a pass (occasionally.) They can see how his tail droops with his ears, slowly clinking down their hall before Enki (quint) will lead him to their den. He just flops on their beanbag in the middle of the common room and get to play with Wrath (fire) & Arlo (earth)'s stim toys. They have the biggest collection with Bell being in third.

If they're in a mood and not wanting Bell around, they'll take the loss and leave their territory to walk him back to the Doves (era 1) so he can be cared for better.

Cowbell is very much an adult, but like with Phantom, his mannerisms get him confused for as a kit. He's constantly gnawing on his tail or pawing for attention, letting out non-verbal cues with body language. The only thing that saves him from the nursery ghouls (/j) is his height. Boy is TALL.

Era 1 is the tallest in the clergy, then there's Bell. Even Special isn't his height - and he's the eldest! Glamoured, he's a whopping 6'3. Unglamoured, which is often, 6'11. Somehow, Sarra (quint) is still able to pick him up and rest on his arm.

His original name was Bluebell, like the ice cream (credit to Nihil), but Secondo started the name Cowbell. He'll still respond to either names! Doesn't have a preference.

He's very extroverted and loves meeting new people, and at first can unsettle people bc of his height and his hooves, but he's just a big cuddle bug and loves making friends. He and Phil are the only ghouls Siblings see unglamoured, as they can't control it better like others can. They both look human despite certain aspects (Spec's wings, Bell's horns and hooves, both of their fangs and claws.) They're genuinely harmless, though!

Exceptttt a few rare times. Bell has only ever killed 3 people before, humans. Phil has a higher count regarding ghouls. Bell was attacked by 2 humans and literally stomped them to death, and still has nightmares about it. The third was when Primo was still an infant and a cardinal had plans to kill him. Bell just lost his shit, putting him in a feral headspace. When the commotion got Sister & Nihil's attention, Bell was covered in gore - and a corpse that looked like it was already in a decomposing process from how ruined it was; but more importantly, Bell just held the biggest smile while holding baby Primo, comforting the infant.

Bluebell is terrified of altercation, but his mates/family comes first before that fear. He's full of love and "cinna-buns"

[beanghostprincess]

Sanji and his rat sprinkles in his pocket. She's always on his shoulder. It's his baby that rat is his child???? He makes miniature dishes and put someone little plates for her to eat like a little person??? Everyone seems to like sprinkles except for Zoro. They don't interact with each other. Chopper will translate what she's saying sometimes and She really says anything positive about him. (They will warm up to each other and will slowly start tolerating each other's existence, but that's it)

It took a while for Nami to get used to it but she warned up eventually now she picks her up and pets her like normal. Luffy tho he is not normal about it, he will put her on his head and have her chill under his hat. He will put his hat on top of her trapping her and watches her try to escape. He will grab her by her paws and make her dance or use her as an action figure or something. Sanji always ends up yelling at him saying that she's not a toy.

Robin let's sprinkles sit on the table next to her when she's reading. One time they couldn't find her and sanji was freaking the fuck out. They looked for hours, turns out she climbed into Franky's stomach chamber and took a nap, he put a little pillow in there after. Her other hiding space is Brooke's hair it's a nice little pillow, she also climbed in and out of his eye sockets it's adorable for everyone on the ship but terrifying for everyone else. Jinbe is so gentle with her he's so worried he's going to harm her he bought her a little robe like his. She's so cute

The new member of the red hair pirate is tartar sauce. A 16 lb sun bleached tuxedo cat around 2 or 3 years old, he hates almost every one he's come across. He was the only cat that cost 1 berrie, when given to yasopp he was attached instantly. He loves tartar sauce and tartar sauce loves him. He's on his shoulder all the time he's on his lap whenever he sits and on his chest waking him up every morning. He makes the sweetest little noises when running up to him after an adventure with his crew. With the other crewmates it's indifference or hatred. He hates shanks the most (birds also dislike shanks. They're just certain animals that don't fuck with him for some weird reason) he can't go near him without being swiped at. He doesn't like uta either (because why not) she forgot something on the ship once she went back to get it and ended up being trapped in a room with tartar sauce every time she tried to move closer to the door to leave he would make the worst howling and hissing noise. She was stuck for 45 minutes.

He's very indifferent to Benn. He will walk past him ignoring his presence even if he makes noises to get his attention he doesn't care. Benn doesn't try to pick him up or pet him he just knows it's not a good idea. He loves buggy when he met him shanks tried to warn him about the ship's cat. All buggy head was cat and was on the prowl for it. He cradles tartar sauce like a baby petting his stomach while he purrs he's such a sweetheart why are you so scared of him? He likes to play with the frills on his hat and will head butt his nose.

Other people tartar sauce likes or tolerates is usopp He smells like yasopp not just like him but he's similar in sent, he's associated with him somehow so he's fine. He will sit on his lap occasionally but there are no pets, with sanji he exists and he will allow him to be in his presence as long as he doesn't try to touch him or look at him for too long. He likes zeff (I love shipping no matter how "cracked" it is) he can pet him and give him food that's all he's allowed to do with his hissing. Zeff thinks he's cute very picky and mean but cute nonetheless. He wishes he would leave when they want to be alone it's awkward having him there staring at them It kills the mood.

Yasopp was terrified he wouldn't like him and would attack like he did with his other potential partners but it worked out. he's allowed in the restaurant If someone has something to say they can fucking leave or get clawed that's up to them. He's not allowed in the kitchen but will roam around the baratie hissing at people. He hisses at the marines that come in the most out of everyone.

The straw hats have a rat and the red hairs have a cat they're both looking for the one piece. It is quite literally a cat and mouse game

These are all so accurate and cute 😭😭 I want them to have a pet rat so bad now. They'd love her so much. And Yasopp with his cat is just so fucking hilarious, help. Maybe the One Piece was the pets we found along the way.

[ask-a-w]

Baby Smooth

For Aeon Week Days 2 & 3 - Family & Domestic Life

Summary: Leon & Ada try to figure out what's bothering their son. A continuation of this fic.

AO3

FF.net

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Leon's car drove up into the garage and he thumbed a switch on the fob, closing the garage door behind him. He turned off the engine and stepped out of his Cadillac, sighing after a long day at bootcamp with the new trainees. At least he was officially off the field now and was able to come home daily, even though it was past sunset. The days of running away from biohazards were put behind him. 

“Ada, I'm home,” Leon called out as he stepped into the house and slipped off his shoes at the entrance. “How's Arthur been?”

A black cat leapt off a nearby cabinet and onto Leon’s shoulder, giving him a pleasant surprise. “It’s nice to see you too, Ebony,” he petted the young feline and placed her onto the floor where she scampered away. 

Ada was seated on the sofa, watching her son play in his playpen when Leon came home. She rose and beamed a smile at her husband as he got pounced on by Ebony. “Welcome back, handsome. Arthur's been a happy boy.”

Their one year old perked up at the sight of his father and waved his stuffed lion at him. “Daddy!” 

“Hi Arthur,” Leon gave his son a warm grin, seeing his family at the end of the day always lifted his spirits. He walked over to them and knelt down to gently pat the little boy’s head. “Let me wash up first and I will come play with you.”

Leon leaned over to give his wife a quick kiss and Ada lightly squeezed his arm when he pulled away, “I'll heat up some food for you in the meantime.” 

As the blonde entered the bedroom, a ginger cat trotted in, rubbing Leon’s legs in greeting. “Hey, Cobalt.” He reached down to give his pet some scritches on its chin and the feline purred loudly in response before jumping up on the bed, curling up on the blanket to wash his paws. 

Leon swiftly undressed, throwing his clothes in the laundry hamper, and got in the bathroom for a quick, hot shower. He felt pretty sweaty and grimey after demonstrating fighting techniques to his recruits. It felt good to get himself nice and squeaky clean again.

Meanwhile, Ada affectionately ruffled Arthur’s blonde hair and kissed his forehead. “You can keep playing. Mommy and Daddy will be back soon.” She grabbed the baby monitor and headed into the kitchen. 

Arthur merely cooed in response and waddled over to his toys that made animal sounds, entertaining himself while he waited for his parents. His favourite was the cat as it reminded him of Cobalt and Ebony who frequently rested in the playpen with him. He pressed the button in the middle of the cat’s tummy and it let out a ‘meow’. Arthur laughed and proceeded to press the rest of the animals in rapid succession, the cacophony of creature noises filled the room soon after.

Ada’s smile could only grow wider as she observed her son through the monitor. The child-like wonder he possessed as he discovered new things everyday through his bright brown eyes made her see things from a whole new perspective. Oftentimes, she found herself just watching her son experience the world on his own terms. 

Upstairs, Leon turned off the water and dried himself off with a towel before returning to the bedroom. That was when he noticed Ebony and Cobalt cuddling and grooming each other on the bed. He was glad both cats got along. The blonde put on some fresh clothes and headed back into the living room. Seeing Arthur playing alone, Leon went over to his son and picked him up. Little Arthur let out a small giggle as he grabbed his father’s shirt. 

“Hey buddy,” Leon cooed. He sniffed Arthur's soft baby hair, gave him a kiss on his cheek, and nuzzled him. However, instead of the usual laughter, Arthur let out a small whine of discomfort. 

“Huh, what is it?” Leon looked at Arthur's face and saw that his son was frowning uncomfortably. How was it that he could look so adorable and sad at the same time? 

“Oh, are you hungry?” He asked, glancing at the clock on the mantle and remembering the feeding schedule that Ada had set up. Arthur would have been fed an hour ago and shouldn’t be hungry so soon… 

The blonde also sniffed the air. “I don't think you need a diaper change... What's wrong huh?” Leon brought his son close to nuzzle him again, but when his face touched Arthur's cheek, the baby shrieked even louder. “Whoa, what's gotten into you?” 

“Everything okay in there?” Ada called out from the kitchen where she was stirring a pot of pasta on the stove. She was listening to Leon talk to Arthur on the baby monitor when she heard her son whimper.

Arthur stuck his little hands out and pressed it against his father's chin. “No!” The little boy cried out.

Leon felt a pang in his heart as his son rejected him, surprised by how forceful his small hands were. “I don't know, Arthur doesn't like me all of a sudden…”

“No, no, no!” Little Arthur repeated and slapped his tiny palms against Leon's skin.

“Alright alright, I'll give you to Mama,” Leon patted Arthur’s back soothingly and headed into the kitchen to hand their son to his wife. “He was fine just a minute ago when I picked him up.”

Ada raised an eyebrow as she took Arthur into her arms and she gestured to her husband to look after the pasta on the stove.

“That's odd. Do you remember what you were doing when he cried out? I'm carrying him just fine.” She rubbed her son’s back and kissed his cheek to comfort him. Arthur was bracing himself for discomfort again but relaxed when his mother's smooth skin brushed up against his.

Leon sighed and went to tend to the stove, giving the pasta a few more stirs. “I was just nuzzling him. I've done that plenty of times before.” He looked over to his wife and son and was glad to see Arthur feeling better, yet still disappointed in himself that he made his baby cry.

Ada glanced at her husband and felt his sadness. She would do anything to make things right. It was then she noticed the five o'clock shadow on his face. “I see why he cried when you nuzzled him…” She reached out and fingered his stubble. “He probably found this rough and wasn’t comfortable with it.”

A small smirk appeared on her lips and she kissed his cheek. “I still find you ruggedly good looking though.”

Leon blinked when his spouse stroked his jawline, and he realised his face was covered in short, stiff hair. “Oh. Ohh…” He rubbed his chin and felt how coarse it was, like sandpaper. “I'm sorry Arthur. I guess I forgot to shave.” 

Arthur was fast asleep this morning and did not stir after Leon gave him a goodbye kiss on the temple when he left for work. Leon could not have known then. 

The blonde gently stroked Arthur's hair, which the little boy did appreciate. “I'll go remove it right now, while my face's still a little damp.” Leon went back upstairs once more. 

Ada turned off the fire on the stove and placed the lid on so Cobalt won't mess with it. With her son in her arms, she followed Leon all the way to the bedroom, knowing how much he wanted to nuzzle Arthur after he got done shaving.

Leon was already in the bathroom, gliding the razor over his cheeks and jawline until his face was nice and smooth. Their little boy watched with curiosity as the tiny hairs on his daddy's face disappeared.

He cleaned the razor, wiped down the sink, and towel dried his face before turning to see his beautiful Ada with their cherubic Arthur.

“Ok, let's try this again,” Leon said as he leaned over to his son. He gently pressed his cheek against Arthur's, and their baby chuckled happily that papa’s face was now nice and smooth. “There now, all better isn’t it?”

Arthur kept giggling and his tiny fingers reached out to touch Leon's strong jawline. “Here, you can hold him to your heart's content,” Ada said and handed their son into her husband's loving arms before heading downstairs to finish prepping Leon’s dinner.

“Hey Arthur…” Leon whispered as he nuzzled his son without protest. Arthur gurgled happily at his father, rubbing his chubby cheek back against him. Leon responded by bouncing him lightly in his arms and the sound of happy coos filled the bathroom. Cobalt let out a little chirp followed by Ebony who mewed at them and Leon brought his son to their cats, sharing their joy with the creatures.  

“Food's ready, lao gong,” Ada called out after she was done ladling the pasta into one bowl since she already had her dinner. Leon had insisted that she eat first as training could end at unpredictable hours. They could still spend time at the dining table while he ate. 

“We'll be right down, lao po.” Leon replied and carried his son down to the kitchen, placing him down in the high chair by the dining table. “It smells good, dear. I could really go for a hearty meal after all the training today.”

Ada laid out glasses of water and took a seat beside her husband, feeling pleased when he complimented her cooking. 

Being a stay-at-home mother still took some getting used to since she did not trust anyone else to care for their son, given their very colourful past and enemies could still be lurking in the shadows. But seeing Arthur’s face light up at her every time she entered the room made her choice worth it. Leon agreed with her decision too. They wouldn’t trade his safety for anything.