#mari your cats are adorable

[thxnks4themrms]

A CREATURE!!

AWWWW OMG

[charlotteking23]

The Aristocats

── . ✦ Max Verstappen x reader

── . ✦ Summary: The coquette cats or you like to call them cat-quettes 🎀

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Sitting on top of your messy vanity was a couple of pink ribbons surrounded by your makeup and other essentials. You bought it for a special occasion, sadly they were not all for you.

You'd smile cheeky, thinking of the reason for all these ribbons. Heading to the living rooms, you heard many meows coming from your cats innocently playing around.

Your precious Sassy was the first to notice you. She loved to hang out with, whether it's sitting on your lap while you put your makeup on or just cuddle of your bed near you.

Wherever you were, Sassy was not far behind. As your boyfriend always says Sassy was definitely a momma girl through and through.

Meeting Max was everything you ever dreamed of and more. Although in the beginning he was a little hesitant on you matting his cats. But in the end it started a whole new bond between each other.

Sassy was the first to warm up to you. But Jimmy was a little more standoff-ish.

You watched as Sassy saw you from her nap pillow, immediately walking towards nuzzling her head on your leg, lightly purring.

Jimmy saw his sister leave towards you, but after a second he went back to playing. Jimmy was more fond of his dad, like Sassy, he was always with Max.

When Max was not off racing and winning trophies, he would be cuddling you while watching a movie of your choice, most of the time it was Rom-com.

But as life would have it, a certain needy cat would practically beg for his father's attention. Basking in his love, that Max would never be opposed to, even if he was interrupting movie night.

You glanced around seeing your last cat sitting up while watching the movie Aristocats. Which happens to be your favorite Disney movie of all times.

So it was a dream come true when you and Max decided to get another cat. A white fur kitten, who was absolutely dazzling with her big pink bow around her collar and another on the top of her. Although not at this moment does she have one..for other reasons.

Marie was her name after the Aristocats, fitting because she completely adores the kitten Marie.

You gently picked up Sassy from the ground before placing her on the kitchen island chairs. Sassy was found over the softness of the chair, putting her tail around in sleep. Oh your sleepy girl, You grabbed a little fur on top of Sassy head before tying a ribbon in the shape of a bow.

"You look so pretty", you squealed in delight holding Sassy up in the air.

You look over at Jimmy who was peacefully playing, before grabbing him. Placing him on the chair next to Sassy.

"Stop fighting me Jimmy, You will look like a gentleman". You pleaded with Jimmy but he only hissed, clawing out at you.

You tried putting the ribbon in Jimmy's hair in desperation. "Stay still", You whined before finally placing the bow on his neck.

"You can give me the side eye all you want but you're wearing the bow no matter what", You pointed out in frustration at Jimmy.

You glanced back at Sassy for two seconds before seeing a bow on the ground, "Oh, do not give me that look Jimmy, I know this bow is yours". You held the bow up from the ground tying it back into Jimmy fur on his neck.

Again not even a second later the bow was next to Jimmy not on his neck. "Look Jimmy, you need this bow to stay on your neck so you look like a gentleman".

"Alright this will stay on", you made sure to tighten the bow on his neck but not too much to hurt him, but making sure this is the last time it comes off.

You swore you turned your back for one second...NOT EVEN a second and his bow was laying on the floor again.

It was an ongoing battle with Jimmy, You don't understand how he was able to take it off so easily. It's not like he took his paws and gently took it off of his neck.

Finally after putting on the bow around his neck and not looking away from him without blinking for a minute, you concluded that the bow shall stay around his neck. Jimmy was not too happy about it, whining in his meows.

"Look at Sassy, you don't see her complaining", You pointed at Sassy who was napping still on the chair. Jimmy only looked at her for a second before leaving in an annoyance.

Gosh that made you feel like a parent, who's scolding their trouble making child. I mean Jimmy is way more Sassy than Sassy herself...and her name is literally Sassy.

Finally you took your precious little Marie, hugging her cute little body as she continues to watch her movie. Gently taking her to the chair Jimmy previously sat on.

Marie held her head up high seeing the pink ribbon, gently fluffing up her fur for you.

You put the ribbon around her fur on her head before turning it into a bow, it was easy now after watching so many tutorials of turning ribbons into bows.

you fluff up her bow on her neck adoring the classic Marie look on your kitten.

"And done", you quickly scanned all three of your cats making sure they all looked perfect and all their bows were still on.

"That was easy", you glanced at your cats but Jimmy gave you that look as if he was saying 'yeah right'. You're just gonna pretend this took you like 2 minutes and not an hour.

You set the cats in a line for the photoshoots squealing in how utterly adorable they were looking.

"Give me more...Yes my darlings more!", directing the calls as if you knew what you were doing. Putting the cats in different positions even some solo shots.

The cats only gave a blank look but you knew deep down they were having the time of their lives. Except Marie that kitten was strutting her stuff like a little pageant kitty.

You heard the door of the apartment swing home..indicating Max was home from his usual workout.

I mean who else could it be, a stranger coming in to see a cat photo shoot.

You heard the sound of steps that came closer to living room, before a abrupt stop.

Max cautiously step closer afraid of what he was seeing, "What the fuck", was all that came out. Of course the only phrase Max had said happened to be a curse word.

"Hey Max", you smiled innocently like nothing was out of the ordinary. He smiled awkwardly back, before repeating a few more curse words in surprise.

"excuse me sir, but please refrain from using any bad words In front of our children", You spoke sternly, also trying to get the perfect picture of the 'Cat Pyramid'.

One of the true wonders of the world also the cutest by far.

You stood up gently placing the camera on a desk, out of reach from the cats before walking towards Max. You held something out to him, "What is this?", Max asked in confusion.

"Here let me help you with it, Baby".

There you were posing like a family, Sassy was on the left sitting up with a bow on her head, Jimmy a true gentleman with a bow around his neck sitting up on the right. And of course little Marie with a pink bow on her neck and head right in the middle between the other cats.

Behind the little cats were their parents, You wore a classy pink dress with a bow on top of your hair sitting ever so perfectly.

And Max looked like a gentleman with the bow around his neck and was freshly showered and groomed after the gym.

He fake a smiled, his eyes filled with terror of the trauma he had to endured of wearing this bow and the nagging of you telling to wear something presentable and not something of red bull merch.

Can you blame yourself it was too good of an opportunity to pass up.

"Everyone better be smiling", you demanded while smiling sweetly in the camera.

[pretty-little-mind33]

James Potter x fem!reader

Summary: You love James but he loves Lily. It's simple, until it isn't so simple anymore.

Genre: Angst (happy ending)

Warnings: James x Lily mentioned, "unrequited" love, idiots in love, swearing, violence, harassment, crying, arguments, protective!james, jealous!james, stupid!james, Lily isn't a villain—pls i love her!

JAMES POTTER MASTERLIST

You know two things for certain—

You're head over heels in love with James. 

He's head over heels in love with Lily.  

In the beginning, you saw the entire situation as some messy game of cat & mouse, and you'd been determined to win. You had foolishly been convinced Lily didn't like James in any way. It never seemed like she had any interest in him. 

And James? Well, James adored your attention. It very clearly sparked his already enormous ego, and you couldn't deny you liked the thrill of him liking your shameless flirting. 

It was fun and harmless while it lasted and it seemed like there was a mutual understanding to both pretend you didn't notice the stolen looks, or shy smiles, the feel of his hand brushing yours in the hallway, the small written notes in class, or the letters he'd sent over the summer…and of course the present he'd left you for your 17th birthday; a small, necklace with expensive tiny rubies. 

It felt surreal. 

It was surreal because the moment you find out James has been dating Lily since Christmas break you feel sick. "Lily? Lily Evans?" You ask your friends, almost choking on your scrambled eggs. 

"Yeah. Apparently, Marls said that Lily kissed James in the Common Room after his practice yesterday," Mary says, immersed in the gossip, "Either way, I heard from Sirius Black that they've been inseparable ever since New Year. He says it's rather annoying."

You hear her muffle a yelp as Pandora kicks her shin from underneath the table. "Oh, I forgot you like James, Y/n," Mary says and sends you a sympathetic smile. 

You feel crushed inside but you force a smile, "Me? Oh, please. I can find so much better than Potter. He was just a silly crush," you swat your hand in the air, "I'm already over him," you say.

Pandora doesn't look like she believes you but she doesn't say anything. Instead, she and Mary let you sit in silence and pretend not to know you're unintentionally staring at James and his friends from across the dining hall. 

James is laughing and your chest tightens. He seems over the moon as he has his arm around Lily's shoulder and she looks at him with a look you've never seen her wear. She actually looks like she's enjoying his jokes now. 

You can't help yourself as you start to compare yourself to Lily. You chew on your nails as you start to remember every insecurity you've ever had and you feel miserable.

You aren't really supposed to feel miserable, you reason, deep down you knew James wasn't yours. He was always hers. He was just waiting for her to claim him and you were a silly distraction.

You pry your eyes away from James and Lily when he stands up. You think he sees you for a moment because you can feel his stare. However, when you lift your head and make eye contact for a moment. James's expression is unreadable and he's the first to turn his head. He grins and continues his conversation with Lily as you're frozen in time.

"Y/n?" Mary calls your name and time resumes.

"Yeah?" you whisper, composing yourself and crossing your arms on the table. 

"Here," she hands you a crumpled-up note and points behind her, "It's from Danny."

You take the note from Mary and tilt your head to see Danny Dulac staring at you from the Slytherin table. Danny Dulac is the Captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team. He's tall, extremely smart, and has the silkiest blond hair. 

Danny sends you a smile and motions toward the paper in your hand which reads:

~I heard Potter is out of the picture now. Does this mean you're free for a Butterbeer on Saturday?~

You think it's a joke but when you look up, Danny looks dead serious. Mary leans over and when she sees the note over your shoulder, she exclaims, "Oh my Merlin, Danny just asked you out!" she pushes on your shoulder excitedly and you shush her. 

You stare at the cursive and your mind races. You spent so many years liking James that it had never even crossed your mind that you could like other boys, or that they could like you. 

"Well? Answer him," Pandora insists and makes a little circle motion with her hand. 

Once you find a quill from inside your book-bag, you reply with a small, enthusiastic, 

~Yes!~

* * *

Over the week leading up to Saturday, you try to pretend James and Lily don't exist. 

It's much easier than you imagined because you have Danny's to pay attention to now. Turns out Danny Dulac is a gentleman who carries your books in the hallway and compliments you whenever he has the chance. 

You don't feel the loss you felt when you found out James and Lily kissed—at least not when James isn't staring at you from afar. You knew James wasn't that fond of Danny—being the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain and all—but ever since Danny has been hanging around you it seems like James can't stand the guy. 

It's confusing, especially because James hasn't made any attempts to talk to you since his relationship with Lily became public. 

You sit in Potions next to Marlene when Remus Lupin comes up to you. "Y/n?" he asks in a quiet voice and you look up at him, "It's from James," he shows you the note in his hand and you stare at it like it's one of James's stupid pranks. 

You thank Remus and open it anyway, 

~Meet me at Hogsmeade on Saturday?~

Without a word to Remus, you scribble an answer, 

~I have a date~

You fold the torn parchment and hand it to Remus. You watch him walk back to James and Sirius. When James sees you've actually written him a response, his eyes sparkle and he hides a smile. However, his smile disappears once he reads the contents and you’ve never seen him so perturbed. 

He starts to scribble on the paper and, with his eyes focused on you, hands it to Remus. 

Remus shakes his head adamantly so James then tries to hand it to Sirius, who also shakes his head. James's last option is Peter but the poor boy has fallen asleep on his Potions book. 

You smile. Your attention is pulled from them when you see Danny next to you.

"Hi," he smiles.

"Hi," you answer and the last thing that could possibly be on your mind is James Potter. 

* * *

You pull at the hem of your dress and adjust your jumper nervously. Danny has just made the same joke he made a few hours earlier and you really try and force out another chuckle. 

"You ok? You look a little warm," Danny says foam from the beer lays across his upper lip.

You blink. You like him, you try to convince yourself, he's smart and super handsome and he carries your books for Merlin's sake— 

"I'm completely fine, continue?" you smile sweetly and lean in towards him from across the table. You want to look interested.

Danny smirks and looks around. "Wanna go somewhere quieter?" 

No, you want to say. You won't want to go anywhere with him because that means you have to listen to him some more and he's oh so boring.

Only you don't say no, you say, "Sure," and allow him to take your hand.

Once you've found a small, empty corner of The Three Broomsticks, Danny pushes you to the wall. His hand is resting near your forehead and he leans in as if he wants to kiss you. You panic and push him away, "Oh I'm super warm actually. One second," You turn and your hands tremble as you pull your jumper over your head and let it slide down your arms. 

Danny looks a little annoyed when you turn back around. His eyes lower and he frowns, "Pretty' necklace. Who's it from?" he points out and you look down. 

James's necklace.

"Oh. A friend," you say dismissively and rush to unclip it as it falls into your hands.

"A friend huh?" Danny crosses his arms, "Is it from Potter?"

You feel your cheeks become warm. Why would he ask that? You aren't sure what expression you're making but it cannot be a normal one.

"No!" you say and Danny yanks the necklace from your hands. Your heart sinks as you try to take it back instantly.

Danny holds it away from you, making you feel small, "You can't keep this." 

"Why not? It's mine," your lip wobbles.

"Because it's from him and he has a girl. It's completely inappropriate." 

You lower your arm and your heart hurts. Is Danny right? Maybe you have thrown away the necklace as soon as you found out about James and Lily? Why are you still wearing it? 

"Plus, if you want to be my girl you'll throw away this dirty necklace," Danny snarls as he runs his fingers along the silver chain. You freeze. 

"What?" you can't believe he just said that. 

"What?" Danny counters. He seems confused at your sudden shift in tone. 

"I am not your girl. I don't want to be your girl."

"Bullshit, Y/n," Danny rolls his eyes and stuffs your necklace into his robe. He walks closer, this time menacingly, and you feel stuck. Your hands press against the wall and you look at him. Your eyes brim with tears, mostly in hopes he'll leave you alone when he sees them. Danny just raises his hand and harshly brushes them away with his thumb, "You should feel lucky someone like me even likes you," he smirks. 

You feel like someone just punched you in the gut and you stutter, "Get away from me."

"No," Danny says and leans in. Only, he's suddenly ripped from in front of you and you inhale, surprised. You blink as Danny stumbles when someone seizes his collar. You feel someone else's hand on your shoulder and you turn to look at them. 

"Are you okay?" Kind, considerate, Lily Evans whispers, concerned at your tears.

"What the fuck?!" You hear a loud crack as Danny groans in pain. You look towards the sound and see James Potter take Danny's collar again, his knuckles already stained a little crimson. James looks furious. 

"Did you hurt her?" he hisses and shakes Danny like it's nothing.

Lily soothes you by rubbing your shoulders and she calls James's name as a warning.

"Hurt her? We're on a date, Potter. She wanted it," Danny snarls and you wince. You didn't want it. James looks at you and Lily from the corner of his eye and his heart breaks when he sees your expression.

"Fucking nutter!" James exclaims and punches Danny in the stomach. This time, Danny doesn't just take the hit. Instead, he tackles James and they trip onto the ground. Lily screams at her boyfriend and you scream Danny's name. 

You try to pull Danny away from James but it's only when you hear a loud crack as Danny lands on his left thigh that he pauses. You gasp, covering your mouth with your hands, which makes James pause and he looks confused as Danny pulls out your necklace from inside his robe. The small rubies have shattered and when Danny opens his hand, the chain and the shards drop onto the ground. 

He stands and taunts, "Some gift, huh Potter?" James's expression falls. 

 You crouch down, scooping the, now completely ruined, necklace into your palms. You try to hold in your tears and the world around you turns silent as you look at your present. "Shut it," You hear Lily snap at Danny and she doesn't hesitate to help you stand. Her arm holds yours and she looks almost as furious as James. 

"She's crying because of you, you prat! Does that make you feel good about yourself, huh?" James points out with frustration.

You know he means well, but it doesn't help that he basically announced to the entirety of The Three Broomsticks that you're in tears. You sniffle and look at Danny. His blue eyes shine with a mixture of embarrassment, pity, shame, and resentment.

"Whatever," he just snarls, "She's not worth it. She never was," he says as if you aren't standing directly in front of him. 

"You piece of shit," James hisses but Lily interrupts him.

"James. No," she scolds like a mother and James whips his head around to glare at her.

Instead, he makes eye contact with you and his face falls once more. His posture softens and, to your surprise, he doesn't move when Danny bumps his shoulder to leave. 

"I'm sorry, James," you say sadly, still holding his present. 

He looks confused and tilts his head as walks closer to you. Murmurs drift around the room as students continue to watch the scene. Lily looks around, seemingly just as uncomfortable as you, and James does the same. 

He gestures to the door and raises one of his eyebrows in a question. Lily nods. Quietly, you follow them outside and as you walk.

James and Lily somehow find their way next to each other. It's almost automatic for them and your heart breaks. Lily whispers into James's ear and his eyes glance at you. You look away, insecurities burning your chest. 

"You okay?" Lily asks, turning around when you start to fall back behind them.

You hum and pick at your nails, "I- I'm gonna go," you mutter. Lily wants to protest but, without a word, you stand before James and let the broken necklace fall into his open hands.

He looks at you with wide eyes and then clutches his hand around the necklace so fiercely. He shakes his head and your name leaves his lip but you don't wait for him to continue. You turn to leave—what can he possibly say now that will make you feel better?

"I like you!" His voice resonates in your ears as your breath leaves you. You turn around, almost hurting your neck. You couldn't have heard him correctly. Your eyes bounce to Lily but she doesn't look hurt. She doesn't even look surprised. Instead, she sends you a small smile.

You blink, "Pardon me?" You walk a little closer to James, "You like me? As in romantically or as a person?"

James starts to stutter, "R-romantically."

You look towards Lily, bewildered. "But, you're dating her!" 

  James turns to look at Lily just as she speaks up, "No, we broke up. We didn't even last more than maybe two weeks, Y/n." She laughs, "You two should really talk—" 

James nods at her and then turns to you once more. His arms stretch out as if he wants to make sure you won't run away from him. "Please, Y/n. Hear me out." He sounds so small and for someone with such a big personality, you're suddenly afraid.

You find yourself nodding slowly and let him lead you behind The Three Broomsticks. James lets you lean against the wall and then he nervously runs a hand in his hair.

"James, I don't understand," you say quietly, "You like Lily. You have always liked Lily—I was always just some girl you entertained because you liked the attention. I've always known that."

James's face falls as he listens to you and you see his hands hesitate towards you. "You were never just some girl," he says adamantly.

You frown, "Yes, I was."

"No, you weren't," His voice rises and you press your back against the wall, staring at him as he explains, "Listen, I ended things with Lily. It was my decision. I realized I couldn't stay with her and do you want to know why?" 

You shake your head instantly but he tells you anyway. 

"Because she wasn't you. She didn't make me feel as full as you always do. When she laughed, I never had the same butterflies in my stomach," James pressed his hand to his chest, "My heart didn't feel compressed in my chest whenever I looked at her. I didn't blush at her compliments like I would yours, or want her to smile only because of me. Just like you used to. Bloody hell, I thought of you when I kissed her."

Your entire body feels warm as embarrassment washes over you. "Why did you then?" your voice breaks, "Why did you put me through that? You knew what I felt for you and you chose Lily anyway. How can I trust you now, James?"

You watch his lip tremble as he looks at you with his doleful brown eyes and your heart shatters for the fourth time this hour alone. 

"I don't know," he buries his face in his hands, making an exasperated sound, " I know that answer isn't good enough for you, and I know I can't take back the pain you felt when you saw me with her. I do know that." 

You don't know what to answer. 

James runs a hand over his jaw and looks at you, "I suppose I couldn't let the fantasy go," he admits in a whisper. 

You turn your head away, "Y-yeah—Lily Evans, the fantasy. I understand." 

"W-what? No, that isn't what I meant!" James assures you, "I've been stuck on Lily for years. I know I didn't see you, but—but I see you now."

You stare at him. He looks so upset that your anger turns into pity, "James—"

"Y/n, please don't reject me. I can't bear it," his voice breaks as his eyes water. He walks closer and drops the broken necklace he'd given you in your palm. Your hand closes around it without thinking. "I've been such an idiot but I can't imagine losing you like this."

"You lost me the moment I saw you with Lily. You don't deserve to have me—not like this, and definitely not anymore," you say sternly and watch as you break the heart of the boy you're madly in love with. 

"James, you strung me along for months and months, and then threw me away without hesitation for her. If you liked me, you would have never let me cry over you for weeks," your voice becomes louder. 

James's hurt expression twists and his eyes darken, "You spent your days with Danny Dulac for fucks sake! What the hell was I supposed to do?" he also raises his voice.

"You aren't allowed to be jealous!" you say and push your index into his chest, tears streaming down your cheeks, "You ruined this," your voice dies as your hand flattens on his chest and he grasps it in his. James pulls you closer and leans his head onto yours. 

For a moment, you let it rest there, but then you pull away. "I can't do this," you mutter, "you only want what you can't have, James," you whisper and you know your words would hurt him but you don't care. You hear him call your name as you walk away from him.

* * *

Over the next few months, it's as if you and James never existed. 

You don't speak in class and when James wants to talk outside of classes, you ignore him. Eventually, he stops trying. He doesn't go back to Lily like you'd expected him to. Instead, time goes by, you both graduate, and it isn't until Marlene's 21st birthday that you see James Potter again.

He's in the middle of a small crowd: his smile as bright and wide as you remember. He's laughing like he would in school and you stand to the side of the room, suddenly unsure what to do with yourself.  

When James sees you, his smile falters for a moment. He looks you up and down and when his eyes land on the necklace you're wearing, his heart thumps in his chest and he can't help but wander over to you. You almost run from him, but enough time has passed for you to stay still.

"Hi," James says, looking into your eyes. 

You look up, your voice merely a whisper, "Hi." 

Weirdly, conversation flows easily. You talk about work, hobbies, and eventually you land on relationships. Somehow you've found each other in a secluded side of the room, you're leaning against the wall as James's arm rests near your head. It isn't confrontational—no, instead you feel safe caged in his strong arms. Your eyes train on the muscles of his arm—of course he plays Professional Quidditch now. You need to remind yourself to pay more attention to Quidditch from now on. 

"You seeing anyone?" James hums, his eyes flickering to your necklace again. You fiddle with it subconsciously and shake your head. 

"You?" 

James shakes his head too and he finally asks the question that's been burning his lips, "You fixed it," he raises his arm and his thumb skims the rubies. 

You hum and nod. "I did."

"Why?"

You laugh and look at James. "Because I love this necklace," you pause a moment and you whisper, "And it reminds me of someone."

   James seems surprised and he runs a hand in his curls. He looks at you and leans in a little. "C-can I?" he asks and a part of you wants to shake your head…tell him to fuck off. But, this is James Potter. He's the only boy you've ever loved—no matter who came after him. You nod and James's hand cups your cheeks as his lips press against yours. 

"I've been thinking of doing this for years," he says breathlessly through his kisses. 

I have too, you want to say but instead you just pull him closer. 

"I love you," James says suddenly and pulls away. He looks flustered as he tries to explain himself. "I- I never stopped."

You look at him and utter three words James didn't think he'd ever hear, "Neither did I." 

[honeytonedhottie]

HONEYS IT GIRL MAGAZINE september edition⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🎀

welcome back to honeys it girl magazine, this is the september catalog. get ready for the inside scoop on data that i've collected, things i've learned/started doing, and just general info like that organized in kind of a teen-magazine inspired fashion. a magazine for it girls ✨ and now please enjoy, the it girl magazine.

YOUR GUIDE TO VINTAGE GLAM ;

lately i've been OBSESSED with vintage glam. their makeup is so dramatized and utterly stunning and it just has this timeless elegance to it. so im super duper excited to dive into that in this catalogue…💬🎀

♡ a classic red lip

♡ winged eyeliner

♡ lush lashes

♡ defined brows (arched brows like betty boop)

♡ faux beauty marks

♡ soft eyeshadows

♡ a big bouncy blow out

♡ pearls and diamonds cuz diamonds are a girl's best friend

other details that can really capture the essence of a vintage glam look include pearl necklaces and earrings, cat-eye sunglasses, or a structured handbag. remember, its all about enhancing natural elegance with just the right amount of drama and UMPH.

you can see with this page of my fashion journal where i styled some vintage glam looks. so i incorporated silkier textures and long dresses for that old hollywood charm. idk what it is about hand gloves but they just SCREAM elegance and beauty so i incorporated that into the first outfit.

clutches are SO vintage glam and gorgeous and as u can see i incorporated pearls into the second outfit in the earrings, bracelet and neck piece.

FALL FASHION ;

fall fashion to me is tights and mini skirts. leg warmers and uggs and form fitting sweaters. let’s talk about some fall fashion. the tights and mini skirt combo is a classic and it’s an amazing way to incorporate wearing mini skirts even as the weather begins to get a little colder. the tights add a nice touch, even if it isn’t the color of ur skin tone, tights IN GENERAL look rly nice.

ankle boots, ugg boots, BOOTS are so so fall. i rly love ankle boots that have a heel to them and bonus points if ur fall shoes include fur. the fall shoes on my shopping list are ->

ugg boots

ankle boots

mary jane style shoes

ballet flats

form fitting sweaters and jackets are so in for the fall. along with tracksuits. the color pallete for having a bambi doll fall are very much browns, cashmeres, and baby pink. honestly think of neapolitan colours. pink, brown and an off-whitish almost pastel yellow. think PASTRY PRINCESS.

baby phat puffers are perfect for the transition from fall to winter and a good pair of jeans is CRUCIAL for fall. another thing i wanna talk about with fall fashion is LAYERING. layering is such an important aspect of fashion period but ESPECIALLY fall fashion. experiment with different lengths, textures etc. one of my favorite layering combination during the fall is ->

long sleeve tops with a camisole underneath

a form fitting long sleeve top (the ones with buttons at the front) look so DOLLY and adorable when u dont button it, and wear a camisole underneath. its just MWAH. some more fall fashion details also include ->

fur details

ribbons and lace details

delicate jewelry choices

tights and leg warmers

layering

boots

neopolitan cinnamon princess color scheme

long sleeves

mini skirts + tights combo

BEING A HOTTIE THIS FALL ;

fall is such an easy season to romanticize! and what better way to romanticize the fall then to make a pinterest board or a mood board. in this section of the magazine lets talk about things that u can do this fall to make ur fall SUPER memorable…💬🎀

♡ make cinnamon rolls (recipe is in the section before horoscope)

♡ go apple picking

♡ read a spooky/mystery novel

♡ pumpkin spice latte!

♡ invest in a yummy fall scented candle and light it often to make ur space smell like fall

fall beauty incorporates things like nude lip combos, warmer scents and french tips!…💬🎀

♡ soft bouncy curls

♡ nude lip combos

i recommend the nyx butter gloss (madeleine) and the nyx chocolate lip liner for a pretty chocolaty look. if ur looking for another nude lip combo use the nyx butter gloss (angel food cake) and the nyx club hopper lip liner…💬🎀

♡ french tips

♡ nude colored manicures and pedicures

♡ coffin and stiletto shaped nails

CINNAMON ROLLS RECIPE ;

nothing screams fall to me more than cinnamon rolls. they're just so yummy and cinnamony and so FALL. so here is a recipe to make ur very own cinnamon rolls this fall.

♡ in a mixing bowl, add 1 cup of warm milk

♡ 1/4 cup of sugar and 2 1/2 teaspoons of active dry yeast and give it a little mix

now set this aside for 5 minutes or until its frothed up. if it DOESNT froth up then ur yeast is not okay and ur gonna have to start again…💬🎀

♡ 4 2/3 cups of all purpose flour, 1/3 cup packed light brown sugar, 1/2 teaspoon of salt, half a teaspoon of cinnamon

♡ melt half a cup of butter and add it into the dry mixture and mix everything together in ur mixer but dont mix before adding 1 large egg and a tablespoon of vanilla extract

♡ now turn on ur mixture and knead the dough until its tacky but doesnt stick to ur fingers

♡ now get an oiled up bowl and put the dough in, and cover with a sheet. put it in a warm place so that then ur dough can rise (1 1/2 - 2 hours)

the reason why u have to wait so long is cuz the yeast is working rly hard to break down things like the milk and the butter so just be patient and excited cuz its gonna taste so good…💬🎀

♡ combine 1/2 cup of light brown sugar, 1 1/2 tablespoons of cinnamon and mix together with a fork

♡ once ur dough is done, make sure u flour up ur clean counter and put the dough onto it. with floured hands pat the dough and shape it, just kinda flatten it out

♡ spread out super soft butter across the dough and spread the cinnamon sugar we made over the dough in a nice even layer and once you've done that its time to roll the dough into a cylinder

♡ next butter ur baking dish, cut ur cinnamon rolls with some dental floss or string and place them in the dish, and make sure u give them room to grow

♡ cover them with a sheet again and put them in a warm place for 1 hour so that they can rise, once you've done that put them in the oven at 350 degrees for 20- 25 minutes

while the cinnamon rolls are baking, we'll make a luscious cream cheese icing to go on top of the cinnamon rolls once they're done…💬🎀

♡ combine 2 tablespoons of softened butter, along with 4 ounces of softened cream cheese, a pinch of salt and a teaspoon of vanilla extract and mix it with a hand mixer

♡ add 2 cups of powdered sugar and add a bit of milk as needed. if u want a thicker icing or a thinner one

♡ lastly add ur icing all over the top of ur cinnamon rolls once they're out of the oven and ENJOY

WHATS MY HOROSCOPE (SEPTEMBER 27-31) ;

♡ for virgo, when the sun enters libra on september 22, your self-esteem and natural talents are activated. with the ability to earn money and achieve success heightened, abundance flows. just be sure you’re saving, budgeting, and making wise investments. venus moves into scorpio on the same day, energizing your communication zone. surface-level connections will fall flat as you crave deeper, more intimate conversations. mercury enters libra on september 26, enhancing your powers of negotiation and manifestation.

♡ for aries, the energy changes when the sun enters libra on the twenty-second, activating your relationship sector. use this opportunity to strengthen your closest bonds, form alliances, and bring your romantic visions to life. venus enters scorpio the same day to awaken your realm of intimacy and money. you could find yourself drawn to mysterious people or situations. venus in motivated scorpio elevates your drive, making you an unstoppable force, especially regarding manifestation. this is an excellent time to negotiate. mercury enters libra on september 26, adding a dash of charm to communication with your loved ones.

♡ for taurus, the sun enters libra on september 22 and brings warmth to your realm of service and self-love. strive to create a healthy work/life balance. your relationships deepen when venus enters scorpio later the same day, bringing intensity to your closest connections. you could feel a stronger desire for intimacy and a pull toward mystery and secrets. be conscious of codependency and unrealistic expectations. mercury moves into harmony-seeking libra on september 26, encouraging solutions and charisma within your relationships.

♡ for gemini, you’re full of joy, creativity, and romance when the sun enters libra on september 22, activating your happiness sector. inspiration will be heightened, so pay attention to your ideas. when venus enters scorpio on the same day, it’s time to turn your attention inward. your desire to explore the depths of your mind, body, and soul intensifies, making this an excellent time to embrace self-care practices that promote greater self-love. mercury enters libra on september 26, awakening your charisma and warmth in communications.

♡ for cancer, when the sun enters air sign libra on september 22, you’ll feel ready to cozy up with your loved ones and enjoy the comforts of your environment. with your zone of intuition activated, your emotions will be powerful. venus enters scorpio on the same day, and your creativity will skyrocket. if you crave more romance, initiate it. mercury enters libra on september 26, encouraging you to share your real feelings.

♡ for leo, when the sun enters libra on september 22, you’ll feel eager to express your incredible ideas and connect with others. activating your communication sector, the libra sun enhances your natural charisma and creates ease in conversations. venus enters mysterious scorpio on the same day, prompting you to reflect on your emotional needs. your heart requires you to be assertive, especially with loved ones. mercury moves into peace-loving libra on september 26, inviting you to communicate from a place of neutrality.

♡ for libra, the sun enters your sign on september 22, ushering in a brand-new cycle. you’re the star of the show and your powers of manifestation are heightened. get ready for an exciting new chapter full of opportunity! venus enters scorpio on the same day, enhancing your ability to earn money. mercury enters your sign on september 26, which gives you the gift of clarity. share your ideas and express yourself. you will be well received.

♡ for scorpio, when the sun enters libra on september 22, your need for retreat and soul-searching is highlighted. over the next few weeks, you’ll find the most peace during moments of relaxation. the libra sun activates your imagination, so allow yourself moments to get lost in fantasy and embrace the fluidity and surrender it brings. venus enters your sign on the same day, prompting you to ardently pursue your deepest desires and ask for what you want. mercury enters libra on september 26, helping you process your subconscious thoughts.

♡ for sagittarius, you’re ready to connect with friends when the sun enters libra on september 22, energizing your zone of community. it’s an excellent time to collaborate with others and show up on social media. venus enters scorpio and your privacy sector on the same day, prompting you to take intentional time alone to get clear on your emotional needs. mercury enters libra on september 26, and exciting conversations take place.

♡ for capricorn, when the sun enters libra on september 22, your career and goals come into focus. you’re especially magnetic and charming, which bodes well for negotiations. find ways to creatively showcase your gifts and embrace your people skills to achieve success this season. recognition arrives when you show up confidently, so find ways to empower yourself. venus enters scorpio on the same day, bringing intimacy to your friendships. mercury moves into libra on september 26, offering you clarity on your goals and the ability to plan them.

♡ for aquarius, imagination and creativity are the keys to your success. you’ll feel ready for expansion and adventure when the sun enters libra on september 22, energizing your zone of exploration. plan an exciting excursion with loved ones or book a spiritual retreat. personal freedom will feel important for you, so be mindful of overcommitting yourself to serious tasks that feel like burdens. venus enters scorpio later the same day, motivating you to make power moves in your career. mercury enters libra on september 26, boosting your ability to learn quickly.

♡ for pisces, when the sun enters libra on september 22, your sights will be set on resources and intimacy. when it comes to your closest bonds, you’ll crave lots of privacy. your approach to money will feel more solution based, and you could tap into a new revenue stream. venus enters scorpio the same day, inviting you to take a chance. mercury moves into libra on september 26, activating your need for deep conversations.

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TIED TOGETHER WITH A SMILE HEX.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ㅤ ●ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ L. BERKSHIRE

SUMMARY ৎ୭ getting hexed in dada was bad enough, but getting magically handcuffed to lorenzo berkshire for an entire day? pure torture. he’s too loud, too cheerful, and way too amused by your suffering. but as the hours pass, you start moving in sync—almost like you’re not complete opposites. almost like you don’t mind him as much as you thought. almost

WARNINGS ಇ. accidental physical touch, lorenzo being insufferably charming, reader is stubbornly in denial, but lorenzo isn’t letting that slide, golden retriever x black cat energy A/N ಇ. i love enzo in this so much! also this is my first time participating so tell me if if i'm doing it wrong ♡

a part of @thatdammchickennugget 's hogmarch 2025 (week 1) ୨ৎ everyone participate it's so fun ‹𝟹 give love to mari ♡

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Professor Snape always said that Defense Against the Dark Arts required precision, control, and a keen sense of awareness. Unfortunately for you, the combination of Lorenzo Berkshire and an overenthusiastic classmate resulted in none of the above.

One second, you were minding your own business, sitting as far from Lorenzo as humanly possible. The next, a rogue hex from across the room ricocheted off the chandelier and struck you both square in the wrists.

A brilliant flash of blue light later, you found yourself—horrifyingly—chained to Lorenzo Berkshire.

"Well," Lorenzo hummed, lifting his wrist with an infuriatingly amused expression. The golden cuffs shimmered between you, connecting your hands by a short, unyielding chain. "This is unfortunate."

You yanked at the chain, scowling. "For me? Absolutely."

He gasped, dramatically pressing his free hand to his chest. "And here I thought you secretly adored me, darling."

"If I had a wand right now, I'd hex you so hard you'd wake up in next week."

Snape—who had been flipping through an old textbook—sighed. "Ah, yes. A Binding Misfire. Quite rare. It seems the hex locked onto the strongest magical force nearby…"

You turned to Lorenzo with a glare. "Great. Of course I get stuck with you."

He beamed. "Fate, darling. Can’t fight it."

Snape cleared his throat. "The spell will wear off on its own by midnight. Until then, try to—ah—cooperate."

You groaned. Lorenzo, meanwhile, grinned like Christmas had come early.

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HOUR ONE

The walk to your next class was a disaster.

Lorenzo, being the golden retriever of a human being that he was, had the audacity to skip. Not walk, not stroll—skip. And because of the short length of the chain binding your wrists together, you had no choice but to stumble along, barely managing to stay on your feet.

"Can you not drag me around like an overexcited child?" you snapped, yanking the chain in an attempt to slow him down.

He turned to you with wide, innocent eyes, as if he hadn’t just nearly yanked your arm out of its socket. “But we’re a team now, darling! Gotta stay in sync.”

You shot him a glare. "I would rather be eaten by a Hippogriff."

Lorenzo just grinned, completely unbothered. “Nah, you’d miss me too much.”

Before you could come up with a suitably scathing response, he spun—actually spun—on his heel, causing the chain to twist between you and yank you forward. You collided into his side with a huff, and he caught you effortlessly, like this was some kind of grand performance rather than your personal hell.

"See?" he teased, arm wrapping around your shoulder like it was natural. "You love being this close to me."

"I loathe you," you muttered, shoving him off as best as you could with one hand still chained to his.

He only laughed, bright and carefree, like this was the best day of his life. You, on the other hand, were already counting down the hours until midnight.

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HOUR TWO

It turned out that being handcuffed to someone made simple tasks—like writing—not just impossible, but downright infuriating.

You both sat at a shared desk in Charms, your chained hands stretched awkwardly over the parchment, the chain taut between you. Every time you moved your quill, Lorenzo's arm jerked along with it, making your handwriting look like a toddler’s first attempt at spellwork.

"I write with my right hand," you gritted out, already feeling a headache forming.

"Me too!" Lorenzo said cheerfully, as if this was some exciting discovery rather than a complete and utter disaster.

You turned to glare at him. He just grinned.

"Well, one of us has to use our left hand," you muttered, shifting in your seat in a futile attempt to get more space.

Lorenzo pouted, tilting his head dramatically. "But I like my right hand."

"So do I!"

A beat of silence. You could practically see the gears turning in his head before his face lit up with an idea. That never meant anything good.

"Let's write together."

Before you could even begin to protest, he grabbed your hand and guided it over the parchment, his fingers wrapping around yours. His touch was warm—annoyingly so—as he moved both of your hands in tandem, the quill scratching across the parchment with exaggerated loops.

When he finally pulled back, you stared at the words in horror:

I'm very grateful to have Professor Snape as my teacher.

Lorenzo beamed like he'd just created a masterpiece.

"I hate this," you muttered, staring at the parchment like it had personally offended you.

"I love this," he said brightly, giving your wrist an affectionate squeeze before going back to definitely not letting you do your work in peace.

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HOUR FIVE

By the time dinner rolled around, you'd begrudgingly started moving in sync. You walked at the same pace, turned corners together, and after an unfortunate incident where you nearly took his head off with a spoon, you’d even figured out how to eat without total catastrophe.

Lorenzo, of course, was thriving.

"You know," he mused, idly twirling his fork between his fingers, "this really isn't so bad."

You shot him a withering look, stabbing your food with unnecessary aggression. "Speak for yourself."

He gasped, hand flying to his chest in mock devastation. "Are you saying you don’t love spending every second with me?"

"If I had my wand, I would—"

"Yeah, yeah, hex me into next week," he interrupted, waving his free hand dismissively. "You say that a lot, you know. Almost like you don't actually want me gone. Cause you only say next week, that must mean you want me back after a week. You know, darling, if we're stuck here, we might as well make the best of it."

You opened your mouth to argue—because you absolutely wanted him gone, obviously, and you definitely didn't want to make the best of it—but before you could, he suddenly grabbed your wrist, his fingers brushing over the cuff.

Your breath hitched.

"What are you—?"

"You're red," he murmured, his voice softer now, more thoughtful. His thumb moved in slow, soothing circles over your skin where the cuff had rubbed it raw. "Should’ve said something, love."

You should’ve pulled away. Should’ve rolled your eyes, made a snide remark, something to ignore the way your stomach flipped at the casual intimacy of it.

But you just sat there, frozen, pulse thrumming just a little too fast.

You hated him. You really, really did.

Except when he did things like this.

"Careful, darling," he murmured, looking up at you through his lashes, a slow grin tugging at his lips. "You're starting to like me."

Your heart stuttered.

You scowled, yanking your wrist back. "I'd rather kiss a Dementor."

Lorenzo just laughed like he already knew the truth. You hated that.

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HOUR TWELVE

The spell broke just as you were heading to the dorms. With a soft pop, the cuffs vanished.

Lorenzo lifted his now-free wrist, wiggling his fingers as if testing his newfound independence. "Well, darling, it's been an honor."

You rolled your eyes. "Don't call me that."

"Don't miss me too much," he teased, taking a step back, his usual grin firmly in place.

You should've felt relieved. You should've been celebrating your newfound freedom. Instead, your wrist felt oddly cold without his touch.

"Goodnight, love," he added, shooting you one last smirk before turning on his heel and walking away.

You exhaled sharply, pressing your palm against your wrist where his fingers had been only moments ago.

Maybe—just maybe—you did like him.

A little.

Maybe.

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[sunflower1experiment]

Children (Risk's Prequel 2.0)

Prev

Harley is so full of himself, sometimes dating him was like dipping your hand in a rose bush. Like him they were beautiful. charming, hell you even considered the relationship with him to be a thorn bush without the roses. But it was the day something happened in the labs, you went in and noticed the toys were crying? "What happened?"

You march by and comfort them, "What is wrong with them!?" The other scientist who fails to answer at first, backs away but then she feels you lean in. "What happened? Answer."

"You really don't know? Of course not, not when you're busy playing work wife for Sawyer." You glance at Leith, eyes filling with animosity.

"Mind running that by me? What is wrong with my children?"

"Ah so you claim them. Well, let me break it down, your children, they are not just toys. You of all people should have noticed the vast majority of the new high rise of emotions and tension between them and us." What is he spouting about!? You look at Stelle with a curious eyebrow quirk, she avoids your gaze and once more you return to Leith's cold side glance.

"Sawyer didn't....inform me..."

"Of course not, why would he want to break his favorite sentimental experiment's heart." It goes quiet.

The toys who coward behind you, look up as he leaves, as everyone leaves. You kneel down to study them, then your eyes begin to well up. "......Prototype was serious."

The little ones start to hug your feeble form, while you realize how terrible and naive you are the sounds of shoes fill your ears. "You, you're different..." A pink hand holds your shoulder, a long arm follows after and hugs you.

"No need to cry, Mommy's here." You look at this so-called Mommy, and realize why you recognize this voice, it couldn't be, not her.

"Marie Payne?" She backs up with a slight chuckle and the little toys cling to your hand sadly while Mommy stands on the ground, "So you know, or you did know. What makes you think you're different from them?"

"I'm not, I failed...I-"

"Then stop wallowing and do something!" Mommy's hand punches the ground, this was obviously Marie talking. You firmly nod but then hug the toys again, Banzo bunny, the mini huggys, Daisy, Cat-Bee, so many of these little ones.

When you leave the toys behind you take one more glance at them, Mommy watches with a somber stare, Harley took you for a fool didn't he? Or did he simply know how senstive you were.

You couldn't let these children starve, going back home, it meant missing dinner, breakfast, sure but they had to eat. Risking your job would be worth it regardless, Leith calling you an experiment was one thing but to be embarrassed by everyone? Over his dead body, whenever you returned to work with food, you'd just make a simple curt excuse, then place the boxes and containers down.

"What is this?" Mommy grabs the food, "This will feed you all, starvation leads to difficult actions. Now come on. We have to take care of the kids."

She was in shock, for you to get back up after a day, why weren't the adults who hurt her like you? Even if you played a role, the willingness to do better still prevails. Maybe, she looks at your lab coat while you feed the children fruits, "Maybe there are some good people."

It was a lot to handle, a bit overwhelming even but you didn't pull any punches, but when you met with Harley, you both were quiet. He was sent to sleep on the couch that night. Three days would pass, and he’d check on you, “Dear?”

“What did you do with those orphans I cared for?” Harley kicks himself, cursing Leith, Stella and Eddie. Those three were told to keep you away, how can he adore you if you know too much!? Your face of revulsion or disappointment, so he gently holds your hand, “What do you mean?”

“Harley, do not play dumb with me, you’re smart and that's what I love about you…” Of course, of course he should be honest…. “I, well Elliot said we should do this for the betterment of humanity, I’m simply following orders.” The audacity, you were there when he argued with Elliot and everyone knew he had anger issues. 

That was why you chose to avoid Harley but you both attracted each other, he was enamored by your genuine curiosity and adoration for simplistics, meanwhile he always had such charisma with that gentle tone, polite demeanor and fascination with anatomy. Were you in love with a facade perhaps? “So you knew, and didn’t tell me?”

 He didn’t deny the knowledge but to deliberately not tell you, why? So Kissy, her stress, Mommy, Huggy, and who else? Harley hated it when you cried, he knew when the tears fell that you’d rebel or probably not speak to him. Relationships were complicated, but you both communicated and that was what made Harley stay, yet this time he knew you’d speak your mind. So he did what he could to try and change the perception of the situation.”You know I love you, I would never lie.” 

His hand falls flat and he clutches it, your face wasn’t shedding tears but they looked disappointed. You then hold your stomach before hugging him sadly, “.....One more question, what did you do…with him?”

No, not him, not the boy… 

“Him?” That was the answer you needed, “How can I trust you if you won't even tell me the truth?"

Why? Why were you so sentimental!? Did you not realize the risks? No, of course not.

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NSFW, CW and TW // Minors DNI (signs of pregnancy, intimacy for NSFW)

CW// Signs of emotional abuse, self-loathing, child experimenting, and abuse

TW// Slight suicidal thoughts. (If you ever feel this way, be sure to call a trusted friend/adult or the hotline, know that you are not alone, you are deserving of care and to be heard.)

"I'm sorry, I’ll make sure to do better..." You nod into his hand while his gentle gaze remains on you, he may be a liar but Harley knew he adored you, you’re perfect. His perfect experiment, the only one who understands him, the only responsive and reactionary force he wished to invest in after he was tired from his other sets of experiments. He slept in the bed beside you, his larger hands resting along  the arm while you remained in Harley’s arms, you were naive even when you held so much unconditional love for him. His lips travel to your neck, hands intertwined together in the moment where Harley’s lips touch, he notices how much your lips embellish his growing adoration. 

When things start to heat up, Harley is there, his arms will wrap around your waist while you admire him, those worry wrinkles, his gentle hands with calluses, and most of all his gaze. Bed creaking, your soft sounds of breathing filling the doctor’s ears whenever those hands of his would roam your frame. At some point he had a moment of lingering, a longing, and it makes him wonder what would you have done if he told the truth? Would you love him enough to fix things, perhaps give him a chance. It was wishful thinking on his end, especially when it comes to his lover. In the intensity of this heated moment between you both, he could feel your hands resting along his face or they’d move to hold him close. 

His deep chuckles and breaths, while you both share more kisses than one can count, Harley would let himself sink into your arms while he indulges in everything he loves. About you, it was strange to be in love with someone, someone of his intellect falling for you. A scientist with a bleeding heart and someone who was always willing to cater to him.

Harley would simply lose his mind at the idea of not being able to cradle your form, in life or death maybe but, he simply wouldn't allow it. Not when someone as perfect as you, could fit his standards of experimentation.

Every fiber of your being knew something was wrong, even after you began cuddling again, his grasp of you was firm with the iron grip. The way he’d kiss your forehead while you lean into his bare chest, “Hey....if Leith ever talks to you poorly, let me know…and, try not to worry about the toys. You should be focused on our work.” It goes silent, as you cuddle into him with a distant sad gaze, taking note of his slightly serious tone. 

“Okay..”

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You lied, now you were worrying for the children more than ever, feeding them and then the visit to Kissy’s room, carefully feeding her you note the long gaze. Kissy slowly moves forward and then her slender arm moves carefully; she begins hugging you close. “It's okay Kissy, I’m fine.”

How could someone of your caliber be so naive and caring? Especially when she and these children rely on you, the only adult to make this right?

"So, you and Harley?" Stella tries to make conversation, you merely nod in agreement, even if he had to sleep on the couch for a couple of days. Somehow it always worked out, because you'd still feed him, tend to him, you could be angry right now and he's already slipping through those cracks and crevices. But when he was angry, he was never one to aim it at you but when he did, you'd offer a hug, some time alone or just to talk.

The thing is this anger wasn't ever aiming to you: his partner, but instead your coworkers who could feign innocent all they want, yet none of them were any better than you or Harley. That is why you hated your sense of morals; how could you date a potential child abuser? What if, he hurts....

"Mz.?" You startle when Stella speaks again, gently moving the Candy-cat toy so he wouldn't get hurt. "I- need to check on the children."

She frowns, "Hey, um...If...Harley is..."

"What?"

"You'll come to me if he does anything right?" Stelle asks, you pause then turn to her while she gives a somber smile to assure any form of Desolate emotions that threaten to spill out.

"Stelle, you and Leith know what he is doing. You never told me; we are no better than him and you shouldn't try to be of help when these children are being treated this way. The least I can do is comfort, nurture and love them." As your back turns to the woman who watches your retesting form she looks down, gripping the Zinnia while Harley, as if to mock her walks by with a Tuberose flower.

He places it in your vase, then looks to Stella, "You should focus on work. I'm sure you both will find a way to rekindle whatever friendship you had."

Whatever Harley told you it was obvious he didn't realize how much it would hurt you at the end, Stella saw the signs clear as day. She was your friend, easy to socialize with, but you always took the time to listen to her dreams and desire to care for the children. As you place more food down for the little ones, Mommy finally speaks again.

"I saw you with Kissy, she's being moved...further down, and... there are more...down below."

"Down, below?" Mommy couldn't help but scowl at your naivety, she felt sorry for you. ".....That boy, Quinn?"

What about Quinn? She tells you softly while you listen, her hands grip your arms to keep you from running. Being outraged, it was quiet...

Down below, Quinn, Marie, how many children...

One last thing to do.

You step into the lab, where Prototype remains. "gOoD tO sEe-E you, mY dEAr.." His metallic hands carefully hold your soft fleshy ones.

But you merely look away, he senses the hesitation to speak and realizes how much you knew. "s0 thE dOcTeR t-TRu-TRULY! Truly did fail, you know a lot but how much?"

Enough to where you were sitting before his creation, "I...I am not any better than him. I asked him to stop hurting you, he was...."

"Angry?" The experiment says in his voice to which you wince and then nod slowly, "Yes but it wasn't enough, you and I both know that." Prototype lifts your chin up.

"oF cOurSe."

"I'm sorry, I cannot apologize enough, I so badly wanted to think that, not everyone is truly a monster, and these children deserve the best....as many have said: Children deserve parents, but parents do not deserve children or deserve to even be parents. But I was truly naive, Mommy knows this." As the Prototype listens, he also twitches.

Harley was coming, so he gently shushes you and then points. You stand, grabbing the files but before you leave. You speak one more time, "Please do not hurt the children, and don't let vengeance cloud your perception."

With that you leave with the door shutting behind you, Harley walks in and notices the files. At first, he wanted to start a long lecture about his experiments being disturbed but you hand him the files. "Sorry, I wanted to help you work..."

Harley smiles at you for a quick moment but then you both go your separate ways, until you stop. "Harley."

"Yes?"

"Have you ever considered the thought of children?"

He pauses at the question, thinking of the implications of you having his child...the thought occurred to him during your intimate nights together. But he truly didn't see the resolve, especially when there are children surrounding you every day. "No, not when we have the Playtime Co. You and I are truly different."

It goes quiet and you leave, but not after chuckling to his little banter. Of course, Harley Sawyer is so full of himself. Very apathetic, very....

Foolish.

Sometimes, life felt like grappling at a thread just to see you survive, the more food you'd distribute the more guilt you felt.

The last straw was probably when you asked him to go down below. ".....Of course, is there a reason?"

"Of course, I want to see my partner's work up close." Harley couldn't help but crack a smile, he holds your hand, like always as if trying to form some sort of emotional power balance. Then his lips connect to your head, "I'd be happy to."

.....

What have you done?

Next

[suosteacup]

Pancakes ~redux~

pairing: Kozume Kenma x gn!reader

genre: fluff

wc: 0.8k

tw/cw: post-timeskip, food, Kenma and reader are newlyweds here, one swear word from Kenma, kitten as a term of endearment from Kenma to you.

a/n: a rehashed version of an old Kenma drabble I wrote on @/mrskodzuken. Thank you Mari @littleplantfreak for betareading this AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ilysfm 😘 Star dividers by @cafekitsune + support banner by @adornedwithlight 🫶🏻 tagging @pixelcafe-network

The whole house is quiet on an early Sunday morning, save for some tapping and cracking sounds coming from inside the kitchen. A soft plop! can also be heard as Kenma carefully discards a stray egg shell away from the pancake batter mix using a spoon. He then slowly pours fresh milk into a liquid measuring cup until it reaches the desired level, before carefully adding it to the mixture. Next, he picks a measuring spoon nearby, unscrews the cap off a bottle of vegetable oil, and adds two tablespoons of it into the batter.

It’s unusual for Kozume Kenma to wake up early in the morning, much less cook breakfast, but today is very special; the reason why he woke up earlier today is to make you breakfast in bed—after a month of saying “I do’s” to each other, to make your favorite kiwi fruit pancakes with love.

He remembers something you’d said almost a year ago, while having a friendly date at a cafe just beside Kuro’s office one early morning…

“You know, Kenken? When I get married, I’ll ask my husband-to-be to make me pancakes like this one day,” you say to Kenma as you take an IG-worthy photo of a plate of kiwi fruit pancakes drizzled—no, heavily soaked—in maple syrup on your phone.

“Ehhh… really? Well, good luck to him, I guess.” He looks at you with a shit-faced grin plastered on his face. “That ‘one day’ is going to turn into ‘one week’, ‘one month’, and so on—ow!”

“Zip it, Puddinghead. As if I would force him to make pancakes everyday, you know?” you tell Kenma poutily, waving a forkful of pancake in front of his face before stuffing it up to your mouth. “I’m not that cruel~”

He sighs in defeat and smiles sheepishly before taking a sip of his latte.

“Okay, okay, if you say so…”

After slightly mixing the batter, Kenma adds the minced kiwi fruit that he prepared earlier and whisks it in until fully mixed. He then proceeds to dip a ladleful of the batter into the preheated pan, quickly shaping some of the corners with a clean toothpick to resemble cat ears before the bottom side completely cooks.

“Cute,” he chuckles softly, looking proud of his ‘artwork’.

“It sure is…”

Kenma suddenly jumps from where he’s standing, his golden cat-like orbs widening. He slowly turns his head around to see you peeking over his shoulder, sleep still evident on your face.

Your husband holds his breath in for a second before letting it go as butterflies start fluttering inside his stomach. “H-hi, Y/N, my love. Morning.” Fuck. Kenma internally slaps his mouth after messing up his greeting.

“Hi, Kenma, my love… g’morning~” Kenma feels your arms snaking around his waist as you snuggle closer to him from behind. He notices you looking at what’s into the pan and—Kenma finds this adorably endearing—your eyes twinkle as they widen a bit, sleepiness a thing of the past.

“Pancakes! And they’re cat-shaped, too!”

He hums and smiles, slightly checking the bottom side for any signs of browning before flipping the cooked side of the pancake with a spatula. Bringing his free hand to gently pat your head, he says in a matter-of-fact voice, “Did I also mention that they’re kiwi fruit pancakes?”

“Huh? Kiwi… fruit?”

Kenma feels your embrace around his waist getting a bit tighter. His cheeks gradually heat up as he silently continues on making another pancake, with you still hugging him.

He finally speaks in a soft voice. “Um… y-yeah. Because you told me to make one for you when we get married one day…”

“Oh. That conversation we had at the cafe that time…” You smile, both of you fondly remembering the memory.

“Yeah.”

Kenma silently cooks the remaining pancakes, the only sound heard in the kitchen is the slight sizzle of the pancake batter cooking. He feels your weight shifting from behind, strands of your hair tickling the side of his neck. He wonders if you can still feel his heart beating loudly just as he can feel yours.

“Y/N, kitten? Still sleepy? I’m almost done here, you should sit down and wait for me. Then we can eat breakfast together—“

A sniffle. “Thank you.”

“For what?” He then glances at your small form in alarm before quickly turning your attention back to the last piece of pancake, bringing the pan to a big plate sitting nearby before tilting it down, the cooked pancake sliding off and on top of the stack. Kenma turns off the stove. “Y/N… are, are you crying?”

You snuggle closer behind your husband again in reply—Kenma can feel a slight wetness forming at the back of his shirt, accompanied by a few sniffles and chuckles.

“Thank you for remembering. Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for loving me, all my flaws and strong points. Thank you for marrying me. My bestest friend in the entire universe. My love. My everything… I love you, Kenma.”

Kenma holds your hand and kisses it softly, smiling. “I love you too, my Y/N.”

And he really loves you back. More than everything in the world.

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[lxvvie]

On today's episode of Simps-R-Us: A Guy and his... pet(s), or You, Your Faves, and your fur/feathered/fin-babies:

Capt. John Price - Standing ten toes down on this: Price would have two small, cute dogs, one named Sir Peabody and the other named Lady Marie. You two spoil them something fierce and they have a pile of little doggy hats that match their beloved papa's... much to his chagrin.

Gaz - Gaz said he'd surprise you and surprise you he did. He came home with a cockatoo. A damn cockatoo. Jokes on him, though, because your bird baby absolutely loves to prank the shit out of Gaz, too, by mimicking your voice when you're away and making him jump. Jokes on both of you now, because Soap has taught him how to curse and that's all he does now, Scottish accent and all. You have a picture saved of the bird (named Buttercup) on top of Gaz's head.

Alex Keller - Has the most gremlin Donskoy (named Brunswick) to ever gremlin, complete with the wide stormy eyes, which is funny because Keller can sometimes make a face that's very much gremlin-esque and the two greatly resemble each other. Can usually be found making biscuits on Alex's head.

Soap - Has a Labrador named Whiskey that he absolutely adores. Whiskey has also put you two in the most adorable of love triangles where you don't know whose affection you're playfully fighting for on any given day. Also has a tendency to take Soap's socks and he has to chase him throughout the house. Well, he and Whiskey are chasing each other throughout the house just about constantly.

Ghost - You guys talked about it but he surprised you one day by bringing home a Belgian Mal puppers who didn't make the unit. His name? Pup. Pup Riley. And Pup Riley is a ball of energy. Bloody hell. He always assumes he's going for a walk whenever you two make ready to leave. He also won't let Simon leave without him and so Simon usually has to create a diversion just to walk out the front door. It's also not uncommon for Pup to jump on his Papa whenever he gets home, too. Oh, did we also talk about the fact that Simon has to fight with Pup for his side of the bed whenever he's home or that Pup wakes him up early in the damn morning to take him out for his first walk of the day?

Roach - Found a stray kitten and brought her home. Her name's Oatmeal. Oatmeal is now the chonkiest, cutest loaf (you send Roach various pictures of her Loafiness). You two also bought her a set of those pet buttons just for shits and giggles and Oatmeal's really caught on to them. She uses "Dad", "Mad", and "Food" a lot even though she stays fed lmao.

Keegan - To everyone's surprise (and his own), has a husky named Balto who ignores the concept of personal space, loves to put his paw right in the middle of Keegan's face, and has pissed on Keegan's boots more than once because Balto felt slighted (you had to go to the groomer's, buddy, you rolled in mud). You and Keegan have also lost count of the number of times you've had to carry Balto into the house because he refuses to come inside, especially when it’s cold.

Alejandro - You two adopted a senior dog named Mojo who is the most peaceful little angel. Can usually be found lying near yours or Alejo's feet as you're working or something of that nature.

Rudy - You two have this huge ass tank full of fish that run the gamut of the rainbow and you remember all their names. The brooding one is named Alejandro and his namesake was not amused lmao.

König - You two have a small but floofy cat. She's black with a grey undercoat that he calls his "little Prinzessin" and she always looks like she's in a constant state of surprise. Whenever she blinks or closes her eyes, she becomes a floofy void. Her Highness prefers to be carried like a baby, thank you very much.

Phillip Graves - You two are the proud parents of a Bulldog named Bubba who thinks he has his humans trained (spoiler alert: he kinda does). Bubba Graves makes your day with the way he silently judges his parents, throws a tantrum when he doesn't get more food or pets, and usually has Philip sigh facetiously and go, "Now, son, why can't you behave for your old man, huh?"

[kurishiri]

Alfons END ┊ 2nd Anniversary

꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ @ notice ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ this translation may not be 100% accurate or contain creative liberties due to characterization or narrative flow purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost these or claim these as your own!

— this has minor spoilers about alfons’ route, so please keep that in mind!

[KATE’S ROOM - NIGHT]

(I thought that to know what happened in the past, revisiting my personal belongings...but there doesn’t seem to be anything that could become a clue.)

(It’s almost as though...someone had snatched clues away.)

Such suspicions bubbled up, and I could not simply sit on it.

[HALLWAY]

Mary the maid: Did someone come in or out of your room, you ask?

Kate: Yes. There was something that bothered me a tad...so I would like you to tell me.

Mary the maid: Come to think of it, while you were at Lord Elbert’s residence, I do have an inkling someone did come in...

Mary the maid: Hm? I’m really sorry...my memory is a bit foggy, so I can’t remember who that well.

[LOUNGE]

Kate: Alfons. Did you take something from my room?

Alfons: Did I now...I can’t seem to recall.

Alfons, focused on his chess match against Lord Elbert, responded without so much a glance my way.

Kate: A maid had testified that someone had entered my room.

K: But, she said she couldn’t remember the face of said person very well...

K: So, I figured you had used your ability on her.

Alfons: Then supposing that is so...why are you so caught up in this?

A: After all, ever since losing your memories, you’ve led quite peaceful days, have you not?

A: Then if that is the case, why even if you have forgotten, there’s nothing wrong with that, no?

His voice was cold, laced with an aggravating tone.

Kate: Well, it’s more than that now. Especially since talking with you.

Alfons: ... (O_O)

Kate: Right now, I want to know about what sort of relationship we shared, you and I.

Alfons seemed lost as his gaze wavered, and a somber silence fell upon the room.

Elbert: ——Al. It is your loss.

Alfons: ...So it is. Without a shred of doubt, it’s my loss.

Alfons seemed resigned, but even so, a happy smile played on his lips.

Alfons: Well, Miss Kate, I apologize for my behavior.

A: I will return the things I hid back to you, and I will answer any and every question on your mind.

A: Oh, and...Lord Elbert. Thank you.

Elbert: ...I simply gave the results of this chess match.

Alfons: Well, whatever floats your boat.

[ALFONS’ ROOM]

Kate: Is that all mine?

I was surprised by all the books, documents, and the excessive amount of memos left in his room.

Alfons: Indeed it is. Do they strike you as familiar?

Kate: ...Unfortunately, no.

I picked up one of the documents and looked over its contents. Written in it was research concerning the Cursed ones.

Alfons: You were collaborating with Roger, researching tirelessly about the Cursed ones.

(Was I really this into it...?)

Just then, my eyes fell upon a small notebook.

Nonchalantly opening it, my breath caught in my throat at the words written in it.

——“I won’t ever forget.”

Those words were written with vigor, over and over again in the notebook.

“I won’t forget Alfons’ face when the black cat, initially so cautious, warmed up to him at last.”

“We decided to participate in the café’s extra large menu challenge. It seems even Alfons has his limits as well.”

“After we finished eating, the way he went quiet for a little bit was adorable. I won’t forget it.”

(I felt so strongly about this...and yet, I had forgotten about Alfons?)

At that moment, a deep sense of regret hit me, and I finally remembered.

—— Flashback ——

[DILAPIDATED MANSION]

Alfons: ...Hehe, seeing you so worked up...what a fool you are...

A: To think you would remember me so quickly, and chase me all the way to a place like this...

A: As I thought, things never seem to work out with you, truly.

—— End flashback ——

[ALFONS’ ROOM]

(I remember...what happened up until now, everything.)

Alfons: ...Kate?

Kate: Alfons, I...I’m so sorry...!

K: And after I swore that I would never, ever forget you...

I couldn’t forgive myself for forgetting just like that and spending my days without paying any mind to Alfons.

I knew that even if I did apologize, it wouldn’t change the fact that I had hurt him...but, at the moment, I couldn’t think of anything else to do.

Alfons: ...You know, at first, I really did think, ‘thank goodness.’

A: Because, even if you were to forget about me, your heart wouldn’t have to become so wounded, and your memories wouldn’t have to suffer from a blank spot...you would be able to lead a peaceful life.

A: That even if I were to pass...everything would still be alright. And that gave me a modicum of relief.

A: But...then I very soon came to detest you.

A: After all, I was right here, before your eyes, and yet you wouldn’t look at me.

A: I wanted you to quickly realize, and I wanted you to apologize.

A: So...that night we went out for drinks, I tried to touch the back of your neck.

Kate: You...tried to use your ability on me?

Alfons: That I did. I wanted to instill as much of my memories with you as I could in you.

A: But...Elbie stopped me in time, saying there was a possibility I would only make you more distressed.

(So that’s why Lord Elbert had me stay at his manor...)

Perhaps, when Lord Elbert said he was ‘protecting’ me,

he meant that he was ‘protecting’ me from Alfons.

Alfons: ...And I found myself more lost on what to do.

And the way he would do seemingly meaningless things at times, and show consideration toward me other times, was perhaps a testament to his hesitation.

Kate: So the reason you wrapped a scarf around me was because...

Alfons: That was so I wouldn’t lose control over myself and use my ability.

The way he did that, all the while with his own worries, I felt apologetic.

Kate: I’m sorr——

Alfons: ——I am very much hurt over this whole ordeal. In fact, my heart is in utter tatters right now.

A: So that’s why...I want you to heal all my wounds to call it even.

A: I take it you know what to do, don’t you?

Saying so, Alfons threw me a teasing smile.

And I knew immediately that very smile was made out of his kindness for me.

(Alfons is trying to forgive me.)

Kate: ...Indeed, I do know what to do.

I took Alfons’ hand in mine and led him to the bed.

[BLACK]

To make it up to him, I swore to give it my everything.

Fin

prlg. ← epi.

masterlist 🕊️ ┊ ko-fi ☕️ ┊ comms 🤍

[hangesdarling]

Hello I’m aware your request are open so allow me to ask for Mary and/or yumeko with a fem!reader who’s shorter then them

(Idk if you write poly but I’d like it if it was and yumeko x Mary x reader please)

Yumeko and Mary with a shorter girlfriend...

PAIRING. Yumeko Jabami x fem!reader x Mary Saotome

CONTENT. just yumeko and mary being the best girlfriends <33

A/N. i'm happy to do both hehe

being yumeko and mary's girlfriend could be a lot of fun and disaster

they both like how much you're shorter than them as they find the height difference extremely cute

the first year you and mary were classmates, she would subtly tease you, snickering when you're right beside her because of the height difference but her teasing often sounded like flirting and when you teased her back, she'd become a blushing mess

the first time you and yumeko met, it was in a gambling room. after that game, yumeko found you interesting and was looking after you. she moved silently so you didn't notice her peeking over your shoulder which surprised you. she apologized for surprising you. she remarked how adorable you were when you studied your cards. a day never passed when she's not around you since then.

when you can't reach something on the shelf, mary would be the type to just reach it for you. no trouble, anything for her girlfriend, sure

on the other hand, yumeko would playfully lift you by your waist so you could get it, laughing more if you ever topple over each other (mary just shakes her head at you two)

mary thinks you look adorable when you borrow her clothes because they look longer on you, her bigger shirts might look like a short dress when you wear it

yumeko loves sharing her clothes with you too, and would probably wear some of yours despite how short it is on her.

yumeko always manages to convince you and mary to have slumber parties on weekends. you'd probably spend the night painting each other's nails a cute shade or playing different variations of poker

at bedtime, mary insists on being your bigger spoon while yumeko usually switches around so she can hug both you and mary (better keep her in the middle)

yumeko is the cuddliest so she would often hug you from behind, resting her chin on your shoulder or the top of your head while mary likes it when your face is buried in her chest

"you look like a cat, y/n," yumeko would say, poking your cheek. "eh? what does that mean?" you would chuckle. "when you cuddle into mary's chest, you look just like a cat. pretty cute," she would giggle, placing a soft kiss on your nose. (in reality, she just wants to cuddle you like that more often or have mary cuddle you both like a pair of felines)

expect to receive a lot of forehead kisses from both of them

when in a waiting line, they instinctively put you in front so they can put their hands around your shoulders or your waist

mary pats your head or ruffles your hair whenever you cuddle with her. a reassuring hand is her show of affection

yumeko always takes your hand, loving how it feels around her fingers

both adore you when you try on high heels but love whatever you put on nonetheless

mary and yumeko always tell you you're just the right size for cuddles and never fail to make you feel that way

likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated, sweethearts <3

[crow-stars]

❝BIG COLD CASTLE, WARM LITTLE HEART❞

❦summary; the experience of warmth is so precious in somewhere always so cold ♪the characters in this story; gn!reader, malleus draconia ✎word count; 784 ❀what do the ghosts say?; romantic, reader and malleus are maried, he wants his cuddles after a long day, more of me pushing my cat malleus agenda, very fluff ☛the author's notes; nothing to note... ☪look at the catalogue?

The castle that Malleus resided in always seemed to be cold. 

It gave a chill down the spine of anyone who visited for the first time and only continues to do so for many. The ones used to one have learned to ignore the cold, Malleus especially. The feeling of the cold never disappeared either, it was something that residents within the castle got used to. 

For most, people thought it was fitting. The King of Briar Valley with a stare that could send fear down anyone’s body, living somewhere that fit the exact atmosphere that he exuded. He was supposed to strike fear into the hearts of those who dare to cross him. 

Though such things couldn’t be further from the truth, for Malleus yearned for warmth as much as one could. 

He wished he could fill the castle with the warmth and joy that he yearned for when he was younger. But, for now, Malleus was able to get that warmth from you. 

Everyday, without fail, Malleus would leave his duties at the same time every night. It didn’t matter if something else came up, he would always return back to his chambers where you would always await, arms open to the fae.

Tonight was just the same, Malleus’ imposing figure striding through the halls of the castle, his face that same neutral expression on his face. He passed by many servants who bowed to him in respect, yet he didn’t pay much mind to them, one intent in his mind. He finally approaches his chambers, opening the door and closing it behind him with a resounding thunk. 

When Malleus was finally in his room, his safe place, Malleus’ eyes landed on you, sitting on the bed, covered already by the plush blankets. You looked up at him from what you were doing and, already, Malleus could feel his heart swell with affection for you.

He didn’t even bother to change out of his royal attire, instead heading straight to the bed. Malleus all but threw himself onto you, head resting on your lap and curled up against you. It makes gentle laughter slip past you, the type of laugh that Malleus adores hearing from you. 

“Oh, I missed you...” 

“Was your day that bad?” Your hand went to run through his hair, finger toying with the ends of his locks. Your other hand was already in Malleus’ grasp, being held tightly in his left hand. The ring on his ring finger brushed lightly against your skin, the ring Malleus declared he would never take off unless someone ripped it from his cold, dead hands. The declaration made you laugh, at first, though as time went on it was pretty clear he was serious. 

And you weren’t even sure if fae wore rings to show they were wed either. You’re pretty sure that one of the only reasons he insisted on rings was to integrate a bit of your own culture into his life, perhaps to feel more connected to you. It’s an undeniably sweet gesture that Lilia would always coo and tease the king about it.

Malleus let out another heavy sigh and shook his head, nuzzling further into your body. You exuded a heat that Malleus could find in no one else, a familiar warmth that was like sitting next to the hearth of a fire, yet one that seeped further than his skin and into his heart. 

“Everything is well today. Perhaps I just missed more than usual, my treasure.” Your hand ran through Malleus’ hair, earning a pleased rumble from Malleus in return. His head pushed further into your hand, silently asking for more of the affection that only you can give him. 

His response makes you chuckle in response, twirling a lock of hair between two fingers before continuing to run your hand through his hair. “You always miss me.” 

Malleus looked up at you, a light smile spread across his lips. The look in his eyes could only be described as adoring, a softness that was reserved only when he looks at you present. “Indeed I do. That doesn’t stop how I feel.” His left hand squeezed yours and you returned the gesture, smiling back at Malleus. 

Oh, how he loved to see you smile, specifically to see you smile because of him. It made him feel so soft, so warm in his chest he felt like he was going to be engulfed in flames and reduced to nothing, yet he would gladly welcome being burned if it meant it was because of you. 

You were his warmth among the cold castle that Malleus lived in and he couldn’t ask for it to be anyone else.

[half-an-hour-hence]

The ghosts in a sentence:

Captain: pathetic wet cat tries and fails miserably to suppress homosexual thoughts

Mary: woman who has done no wrong ever falls victim to misogyny

Robin: silly caveman becomes the resident therapist while simultaneously having ungodly levels of unresolved trauma

Thomas: failed poet is a bit of a loser and falls hopelessly in love with and obsesses over every woman he sets eyes on

Fanny: stuck up middle aged woman actually has twenty two AO3 tabs open on her phone and is a mathematical genius

Kitty: tragic little ray of sunshine who will adopt you as her best friend without your permission and will insist that you are bonded forever

Julian: yet another conservative struggles with the concept of guilt and takes ages to admit responsibility for the consequences of his actions

Humphrey: local loner forced to marry badass Frenchwoman and spends eternity wondering if swords were a good choice of furnishing

Pat: adorable little guy who’s wife cheated on him because he is autistic

[styxwanderer]

The Wrong Fake Identity | Twisted Wonderland [pt.4]

part 1 Part 2 part 3 <part 4> part 5 part 6 part 7

[a.k.a being Marie the cat]

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You had been hauled up the ground and taken to Pomefiore, now you had curled up into vil's lap purring as he brush your hair with his golden decorated brush. Rook is seating across both you and Vil spewing poems of how beautiful your hair is.

" Another knot? ... This is a not good. whatever did that lion do to you, it's unforgiveable, I suggest we take you for a bath, gosh, even his perfume is rubbing on you."

" No! NO water! please" before Vil can hold you, you escaped by pounched out of his hold to the ground.

"Oh my!" rook stopped his poem speech as

" H-hey! you know not everything can go as you wished!"

" No water," you hiss.

" Fine, you want to go the hard way. Give it your best. Rook."

" Yes Roi du Poisson. Come here little kitty."

"Arggh!" you ran around trying to find an opening, but of course it is for naught, Afterall you are against a trained hunter and a skilled mage.

After a while you found yourself cornered with Vil coming in from your right and Rook from your left, going straight would be ridiculous because they could easily squeeze you.

You decided to bare your teeth hissing to not get them close to you.

" Oh really? c'mon you need to take a bath and get rid of that nasty smell around you." he crouched to your level and reached forward.

"No!" Without thinking you had scratch Vil's coming hand.

" Oh my !!"

" Roi du Poisson!!"

your senses kicked in, ' why did I do that? just because I don't want to take a bath? huh... since when am I scared of water? huhhhh...?" guilt pangs right through your heart as you ears and tail dropped. You approached the still crouching vil who is still observing his hand.

You see four tiny scratches on his hand, looking at your hand. ' Did the potion affect your nails too." guilt further stab your heart.

" I'm.. I'm sorry..." you take vil's injured hand and lick the injury you made. your guilt ridden eyes slowly looking to his.

This of course had stabbed the cupid's arrow right through both of their heart,

Vil sighed, " what am I to do with you, I can't even get mad at you. Don't worry, it's just a scratch now, it will be gone with the right ointment. Now will you listen to me."

You nooded still holding his hand in the both of your hand.

If vil could leave his reputation behind he would have crouch down to the floor then and there to squeeze and scream at your adorableness, but he can't he is the housewarden for God sake. He got dignity to maintain unlike Rook who somehow managed to get his camera and begun to busily and rapidly take photos of you.

" let's go then." He picks you up before going to the bathroom of pomefiore.

" we have arrived! the bath is already filled with hot water, alright now you need to take a bath."

" alright." you said take of your uniform and begun to open the button of your uniform.

once you got to the third button vil snapped out of his shock,

" WAIT!! wait wait wait... you don't suppose to strip right in front of us right?" Vil shocked before catching back his composure. Rook camera snapping a hundredth time.

"Hmm?"

" Oh.. r-right.... i will see you after then.."

"You.... haaah, really how can you survive without me, here after you take a bath put this on." Vil sigh.

" huh but this is pomefiore uniform...? no? this is a bit altered."

"Well what do you expect? we don't have any other clothing for you to wear. the world don't revolve around you, you know." Vil lied. Ever since the incidents with Ignihyde in Styx and seeing you with pomefiore uniform he had daydream of the day you wore it again, he also has a bunch of clothing he's like you to try, he even got a pomefiore themed dress/ suit and another suit/dress to match with his home attire, but that is for later now this will do. Afterall this sure is going to strike a nerve or two to the other dorms.

"I'm sorry! I'm just shock, and honored, Thank you, Vil!"

He smiled and close the door for you.

" Rook please share those photos to me."

" of course, Roi du Poisson."

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You had finished your bath, your hair wet as you put on your uniform.

"Vil? where are you?"

" Im here dear."

your wet hair in his hand. now come let's get you prepared.

Rook is sneaking inside the bathroom to take your used bath towel.

You followed Vil to the vanity. and then begun your pampering. He started blow drying your hair. once that done come the skin care, then a touch of make up.

you don't mind any of that, you wondered why Epel always complained about it. This is very relaxing; it feels like you are getting lots of pats and affection. you started to get sleepy.

" oh, my i hope that lazy lion does not infect you with his laziness, now look at you. All ready." he straighten crinkle your uniform.

"Now whatever shall we do to kill time? have you done all your homework."

" We don't have any homework due, just a group project."

" ah poor you, you must have been paired with those idiots."

" hahaha, not really, i like potion making, it's very fun." you said, truly crewel potion class remind you of your childhood of making horrid concoction, a mixture of whatever you could find. But now you can make something fruitful out of it.

“oh! We share the same interest it seems. Come I can share you several intresting book about that.”

“Oh reading time it is!” Rook followed.

You three walked to Vil’s room finding the book. He motioned you to the couch set in his room.

You lay down in vil’s lap as he use your back as a pillow for his arm and book. You are also occupied by your book. Rook sitting beside Vil, book in one hand and a grape in the other to feed you. Of course, it is just an excuse to touch your lips.

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Meanwhile with Sam,

“crewel is not in his office, where can he be…hmmm,”

A loud noise can be heard in Crowley office,

“C-CALM down, Crewel. This is very unprofessional of you. ”

“Calm down? CALM DOWN?! I’ll show you what is unprofessional, I will shove this stick up your—”

Sam opened the door to the office finding the faculty member in the room and a bizzare scene. Both of Crewel’s hand had gripped on the collar of the headmage, Vargas trying to pry him off Crowley, and Trein trying to diffuse the situation.

“Oh my.. did I come at a bad time?”

“Oh what business do you have, Sam? Is it urgent?”

“well it kind of is, I was searching for crewel but the rest of you are already here, so I will say it anyway, it’s in regard to one of the little imp, y/n.”

“Yes?” Crewel now intresting to what Sam has to has, letting go to Crowley and shoving vargas away.

Sam had hoped Crewel had not let go of Crowley so that he would not be the next victim to his choking, or at least have extra time to run away.

“Apparently, I was just informed that there is a defect in the transformation potion---”

Crewel had slapped his whip stick to his other hand.

“I am authorized to sell them alright!! It’s not illegal selling!”

“ It affect the behavior of the drinker to be more of the animal than a beastman kind.”

The man sigh as he squeeze his brow between his hand, Trein I believe I can leave this irresponsible crow for you to rip.

“ of course, afterall it is us teacher’s responsibility to take care of our students, unlike one old irresponsible crow. Vargas will make sure he doesn’t escape this one.”

“Eek!!..” Crowley is trapped he can’t find a way to escape this situation. And hence he had become the crying crow in a cage filled of beast.

“Sam follow me and bring me the defected potion, I shall brew the correction potion to what ever this is, I know it, I can’t trust anybody to take care of Them.”

“ Yes!”

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‘KNOCK KNOCK’

“housewarden you have a guest.”

“who is it?

“….”

“who is it?”

“Hah, Rook wait here I will deal with whatever this is.”

“alright.”

You had now been moved to rook’s lap, not that you mind, you continued with you reading as rook still feed you the grapes.

A minute and two has passed still no sign of Vil.

“ oh my, where could he be, Hold on a second kitten, I am just going to check whatever is going on outside.”

“okay..” he handed you a couple of grapes in your hand as he left you alone in the room.

A moment and two passed still no sign.

You got bored of being lonely as you start to also make your way towards the door, before there is a tap to the window.

“huh..”

“oiii… Oiiii!! y/n”

“Kalim?!”

You rushed to the window seeing him flying on the magic carpet,

“what are you doing here Kalim?”

“To get you of course!”

“hmm, but Vil and Rook told me to wait…”

“c’mon y/n, it will be fun! We will have a great feast and all!! Take my hand..”

“but…”

“Do you trust me?”

“ hmmm.. Alright",

Just as you hopped into the magic carpet the door slammed open revealing Vil and Rook.

“I knew it!! Theif! Rook!!”

“Yes! Roi du poisson.”

“ oh no we gotta go quickly quickly!” Kalim holding you in his embrace, he can’t afford to let you fall after all.” The magic carpet zoomed away just in time to avoid the leaping Rook, trying to hang on to its tassel.

“OUHH!,” you exc;aimed as you saw Room landing on the branch of the apple tree instead, him cussing himself for not being able to get to you in time.

“Bye Bye! See you later!” you screamed peeking through Kalim shoulder.”

“ STOPP! Waitt! I order you to come back!” Vil voice slowly fading away as you

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Before getting to Scarabia you both had a blast with Kalim showing you the whole campus from above.

You see tons of mesmerizing views.

“Hey Kalim look..”

“what is it?”

“ A bird.”

“ oh yeaa—, EHH Y/N WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

You hopped out of the carpet capturing one of the flying bird in your mouth before freezing and falling down.

“ AAA!!! Y/N!!!”

He quickly rushed down trying to catch you.

“ Just hold on a minute!!!” adrenaline suddenly shotting up his brain.

Just before you manage to hit the group Kalim scooped you up and back into his embrace.

“ HAaaa, I thought my heart is going to fall out!!. That’s dangerous you know, what if I can’t catch you in time?”

You smile sitting in his lap, docile with a bird in your mouth as if waiting for his praise.

“ Haaa,, I can’t stay mad at you! Good kitty! You bring good hunt for the feast, isn’t that, right? Im sure Jamil is going to be happy with your great catch! Just don’t mention him about you jumping and almost falling to your death. Anyway do cat beastman have 9 lives just like cats, I wonder.”

He pondered as he keeps his head on top of yours for the rest of the trip to Scarabia.

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In Scarabia,

“Jamil! We are back!”

“Oh great you are here. The banquet will be ready in 15 minute. You must be hungry right y/n” he looked at you,

You nodded you head excitedly still with a bird in your mouth, staring at Jamil anticipating a praise just as Kalim had done to you.

PSHHHKKK

Out of nowhere Jamil hand pull out a spray gun and spray your face.

“ Nyahhh!!” he keep spraying until you dropped the bird and pounced the the spot behind Kalim.

“Don’t bite a bird like that! It’s dirty you know.”

You stick your tongue to him.

“ A.. Wait.. There is a feather in you tongue..”

U huffed as u refused to comply to his request.

“kalim hold them please.”

“ He-Heyy!”

“now open your mouth.”

Jamil prying open your mouth. You had underestimate Jamil’s power, in no effort at all he had your mouth open wide and another hand pulling your tongue, Taking out the feather that is stuck in your tongue.

“ there we go not so bad isn’t it.” He smirked.

You look up to him pounting.

Jamil, the target, has been hit by cupid arrow, You might ass well have unlocked a new kink within him. He placed his hand on your head, between your ears,

“good kitty, I will cook this bird for you of that is what you want.”

“Yesss!!!” any evidence of your dissatisfaction are gone as you jump out of kalim’s hold and hug him nuzzling to Jamil in appreciation.

As much as Jamil want to stay like this with you, he need to prepare the rest of the food and also the bird that you had just brought him. He cussed Kalim, how nice can a guy’s life be.

You and Kalim begun to play around as he showed you around before Jamil called you both to the banquet. He even gifted you the uniform of Scarabia for you to change into.

It was a very festive banquet, with low dim light swinging and people showcasing the new thing a dance move or anything that they had learned.

You really had fun sitting in the middle of jamil and kalim.

“You know you are very welcome to stay in Scarabia with us alright!”

“hmm.. OK!”

“ whoa that fast!! Yeahhhh!!” Kalim jump to hug you as you reciprocate it by nuzzling to the bottom of his head.

Jamil grin widened, he can’t believe his plan work swimmingly, he is the one that had send that one pomefiore guy to distract Vil and Rook, letting you escape to Scarabia with Kalim. With the help of his unique magic of course, Vil must have been so confused about the state, he wished he had seem Vil’s reaction when he realized that the student is under his spell.

Now that you had stayed in Scarabia it is only a matter of time before he can steal you away from his housewarden, Kalim. He will never let you go after that, maybe even chained you to your collar, maybe you will be obedient to him but he can’t guarantee anybody would steal you away from him.

The banquet continues and by time you had found yourself sleeping the the lap of a sleeping kalim and jamil,

“Wait here alright,, im getting us some water.” Jamil said, moving your lower half to the floor to go to the kitchen.

You just nodded in as you went back to sleep.

“psst….”

“Psssstttttt…”

Your ears perked up as you groggily open one of your eyes.

“hmm..”

From the corner of your room you saw a feather going up and down then left and right.

Your sleepiness vanished as you grow interested on your new prey. Your eyes slitted.

As you grow close the feather begun shake and move behind.

Your cat instinct told you that your prey is getting away, taking a stance then you pounched away from the banquet room. You had caught the feather! Much to your contentment, Your prideful smile was cut short when a tall large man suddenly hold you up.

“MREOOWWW!!”

“I feel a sense of déjà vu… “ you thought.

“ Oh my, The cat has fallen to the fish’s trap, how ironic isn’t it”

You are flipped to see who had captured you.

“jade..And Floyd..? you see behind jade Floyd was tying the struggling and angry Jamil with a thick rope. Jamil hand is tied behind his back as it connects to his legs rendering him immobile, while a while cotton is tied around his mouth.

“HMMMMpp..HMMPP!!”

“Hi, Shrimp-cat~ look, I captured the snake! He is dancing funnily now ahahahahaha…”

“Now that we had come for what we need, Its time for us to depart, Azul is waiting for us, Come Floyd.”

“okayyy~”

And that is how you depart from Scarabia into Octavinelle in the embrace of Jade. Floyd trying to play with you with the feather attached to the stick along the way, keeping you intrested.

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With the first-years,

After the long hours of Sebek Snapping before bawling his eyes out for “my liege” the rest of them turn to search the whole ground shouting your name,

They even have created a make-shift of a teasing stick using a cattail and epel bringing his apple pillow that had intrested your mind.

“Y/n come here kitty kitty kitty…” Ortho in a high pitch tone.

“Y/N come here I got you that pillow you liked!”

“Y/N…”

“Y/N…”

“Haaaah no luck, No luck at all,” Grim grumbled.

“Hey look that’s professor Crewel!”

“ There you puppies are!”

“EEK!!”

“have you find y/n yet?’

“We did manage to find her before she had gone missing again.”

“HAaaah.. really, once I get them adopted I swear. “He mumbled the last part.

“ Once you find her you must b ring her straight to me understand, some guy got his hand on a defected potion and give it to dear kitten.”

“ I told you I am sorry, it’s not technically my fault, if I had known it was defective I would’ve never given it to the little Imp.”

“What do you mean it is defective?” Grim asked.

“ The one who brew the potion had make an imbalanced concotion, resulting in who ever drinks it to act more like the animal they transform into rather than a werebeast.”

“UWAAA! That is very dangerous you kno!” Ace said

“ HOW IRRESPONSIBLE HUMAN!”

“Why do you have that potion in the first place isn’t illegal?” Epel interjects

“Im sorry! Im sorry! And yes I am authorized to, I have a bit on stock just for the students who needed it.”

“is there any other bad side effect to this?” Jack asked.

“I haven’t determined it yet, right now I am trying to make a sort of antidote for it. So once you found her bring her straight to me understood pups?

“Sir, Yes sir.”

“ Hey jack can you like.. Turn into the dog and sniff around.” Ace said

“What do you mean by that? My nose is just as great as it is on my Wolf form, And it’s a wold not a dog!.” Jack arm crossed as he answer with the guy’s dumb question.

“aaa we are hopeless!..” deuce said.

“We can’t give up now! Lets search for more!” Ortho trying to be optimistic,

“I can’t reach idia at all, I was going to ask him about the school feed.” He whisphered.

“LET’S MAKE HASTE, HUMAN!” Sebek yelled

And so, they went on a journey to find you.

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>> to be continued<<

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hobie brown

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miguel o'hara

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Omg you have so many dragon requests but I have to add. Do you think you could write head canons about how it would be for the fellowship include a reader with a dragon companion? If not the fellowship then Frodo x reader with a dragon companion. Sorry if that’s confusing. I’m a confusing girl 🤷‍♀️ I love your writing and I hope your doing well ❤️❤️❤️

Thank you so much for the compliment :D I went with the entire fellowship but did focus relatively more on Frodo (somewhat). I honestly like the dragon requests but I always think too much into what do you guys imagine the dragon as so I try not to specify too much. I hope you like it :)

(This is not proofread so I apologise for any grammar mistakes. If you find any please point them out)

~Cipresa <3

Fellowship with a reader who has a dragon companion

-I think that in general they would all be scared at first, except Gandalf who has seen similar things in the distant past.

-I think Aragorn would be the first to accept the fact that there's a dragon in their company.

-Second would be either Marry and Pippin or Legolas, for for the latter I can't quite decide since he did fight in the Battle of Five armies and has seen the damage dragon's flame did to his father, but then again with his personality he would be more understanding and would eventually make peace with the dragon.

-Frodo and Sam wouldn't be that thrilled, especially Sam since he can get quite worried but would put up a brave front for Frodo, and Frodo, while wary due to the stories about Smaug Bilbo told him, would still be quite quick to accept, especially due to his curiosity taking over.

-Boromir and Gimli would be the last. GimlI would hold his ground and call the dragon every name under the sun until the very end, and would accept the dragon only after realising how helpful the “overgrown lizard” is in battle. Boromir would be fascinated but also not thrilled, though he couldn't wait to tell Faramir about it one he returns home (he doesn't die in this because I said so)

-Mary and Pippin would use the dragon in their pranks, oddly enough the dragon would comply with them.

-Everyone did start appreciating the warmth that radiated off of the dragon and the fact that they didn't have to carry all the luggage

-The dragon adored Gandalf and ended up acting like an overgrown cat with him.

-The dragon didn't like Frodo at first due to him being the ring bearer, but eventually got over it after you scolded him. Frodo managed to bargain with him by secretly giving him snacks and you started wondering why you precious companion was gaining weight and suddenly started being around Frodo more. Once you caught on you banned Frodo from feeding the dragon which resulted in the overgrown fire lizard sulking.

-At the battle of black gate they saw the dragons full potential when it burned the orcs by thousands, frying them completely, and they started respecting it even more.

-I think after everything is over Frodo and Aragorn would over to to live there, if you chose Shire, the kids there would be using the dragon as a playground, of you chose Minas Tirith then the dragon would be the guardian of the city

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Curiouser and Curiouser…

Riddle R. x Alice! Reader

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓩𝓮𝓻𝓸 ~ 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓕𝓪𝓵𝓵

It was a rather sunny day, me and my adult sister (S/n) had been outside beside a large tree in our backyard next to a rippling river, well, I had sat in the tree branch above her while she sat bellow at the roots. The sounds of fluttering butterflies and plump honey bees buzzed around our heads. My sweet kitty Dinah played happily beneath the plush flowerbeds of striking red roses and delicate cream white daisies. "...wanted leaders, and had been of late much accustomed to usurpation and conquest. Edwin and Morcar, the Earls of Mercia and Northumbria declared for him, and even Stigand..."(S/n) read to me. We had been in the middle of a lesson she had offered in teaching me, and it was all just boring blabbering! 

I sat above with a ring of soft daisies and roses in my hands, weaving the delicate stems into a crown of fragrant flowers. The petals of said flowers fell on the pages of the book she had been reading to me, my feet clad in glossy black Mary Jane's and snow white stockings going up to my knees swung down near her head, not quite close enough to hit her finely aged face. I assume she seemed to notice my disinterest from the way she irritatedly brushed my foot away from her face, the tone of her disgruntled voice following suit,"(Y/n)..." "Hm?" I said while peering down to her pointing down to the book she read in her hands."I'm listening (S/n)!" I sighed, going right back to my flower crown making as she kept reading the gibberish scribbled down on the pages. "... And even Stigand, the Archbishop of Canterbury, agreed to meet with William and offer him the crown."

As the words rolled off her tongue, I had just successfully completed my flower crown! Dinah jumped right up to the tree branch I had been sat on for quite a while, and I placed the finished crown onto her soft head! The sweet image of my adorable orange kitty was enough to make me giggle with delight! Dinah shook the crown right off her head and it fell right onto (S/n)'s head as the world fell out of her mouth as if she'd been throwing them up!"William's conduct at first was... (Y/n)." My giggling ceased as she tossed the crown out into the grassy field in front of us."Will you kindly pay attention to your history lesson." She spoke sternly. Her words seemed more like a statement than a question it had sounded to be. 

"Well I'm sorry, how can someone possibly pay attention to a book with no pictures in it?" I replied with a smirk and laid down on the tree branch and scrolled on magicam to show my deep disinterest."My dear sister, there are many good books in this world without pictures." Her tone seemed very matter-of-fact-ish. I highly disliked this tone of "you do as I say" that she had. "In this world, perhaps. But in my world, the books would be nothing but pictures!" My voice grew one octave higher as the  excitement of my own world grew almost tenfold. My thoughts were quickly shut down by my sisters  voice, "Your world? What nonsense." she chuckled to herself as she spoke. 'Nonsense...?' I thought to myself. The distant sound of (S/n) speaking about the odd book in her hands was blocked out by my thoughts. 

I grabbed Dinah up from the tree branch I sat upon and told her, "That's it! If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense." Dinah's orange furred head nodded up and down as if she understood my words as I rambled on in a rather childish manner. "Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't!" The tabby cat shook her head in confusion before looking back up to me while I spoke. This topic seemed so simple to me, why couldn't anyone understand, not even a cat?"And on the other hand, what it is, it wouldn't be! And what it wouldn't be, it would. You know?" I explained as if it was simple math, like a 2 + 2 equation.

Dinah meowed in confusion while looking up with her big green eyes as if asking to know more. I hopped off the sturdy limb of the tree and explained to her, "In my world, you wouldn't say 'meow'. You'd say 'Yes, Miss (y/n).'"I picked the small cat back up into my arms and whisked her away to the field of daisies and roses. They were a clear contrast, white and red, yet they looked so unexplainably good in comparison with each other, nonsense indeed, but it was a good nonsense. Dinah meowed again, swatting at a butterfly. "Oh but you would. You'd be just like people, Dinah. And all the other animals too!" I sat with the flowers who's stems stood tall, reaching towards the sun. My blue dress poofed beside my legs and bent the stems around me just a tad while Dinah rummaged through the blades of grass and sturdy stems. 

"Why in my world, cats and rabbits would reside in fancy little houses, and be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers!" I said in a sing-songy tone and placed a daisy upon Dinah's small head as if a hat. I laid back against the flowers which once again bent to my weight around me like a halo of greens and whites. "All the flowers would have very extra special powers, they would sit and talk to me for hours when I'm lonely, in a world of my own." I whispered to myself, the flowers seemed as if they were looking down to me, and in response I looked up to them. The sharp sound of small birds shot through the peaceful wind as the Blue Jays flew over head. "There'd be new birds, lots of nice and friendly 'howdy-do' birds," The small bird seemed to be interested in what I had to say which was not common to most animals, not even people! 

Well, there were three boys I'm friends with who understood my jumbled riddles and rhymes, their names had been Chenya, Trey and Riddle... though I have not seen them in a while... I sighed, staring up at the small blue birds with a smile gracing my lips"Everyone would have a dozen blue birds in that world..." My thoughts seemed a bit childish but there was so much entertainment in them that I couldn't help but giggle to myself. I diverted my attention to the clear blue river surrounded by more daisies "I could listen to a babbling brook and hear a song I could understand... ugh, I keep wishing it could be that way, because my world would be a wonderland Dinah!"  I said to the small cat who sat beside me at the grassy riverbank.

I lightly tapped on my reflection in the water, causing a soft rippling effect. Suddenly, what at first was my reflection had turned into something dark and ominous looking.. how curious... It seemed like the water had become murky as the rippling water spread. "Dinah... do you see what I'm seeing?" Dinah leaned near the edge to see what I was seeing, but quickly jumped into my arms while I peered down. Dark shadowy hands extended from the water and I quickly shoved out my hands, directing it at the muddy water nearly about to summon my magic. "W-who- What are you?!" The shadowed hands grabbed at my arms and legs, eventually onto my whole body and Dinah who was still held tightly in my arms. 

I let out a blood curdling scream that was shut up by one of the dark hands grabbing my face and Dinah screeched in horror as we got pulled down into the void-like water. I felt myself getting dizzy and suddenly my whole world blanked out. Out of the blue, a deep bellowing voice shook the ground I laid on. I sat up on to my knees and saw a large mirror who spoke to me.

"My dearly Beloved..."

"Oh-... Hello..." I said shyly while feverishly looking around for Dinah who was held tight in my arms still.

"A lovely and noble flower of evil..."

"Evil? Oh, i'm not evil..."

"Truly you are the most beautiful of them all..."

"Ah, thank you, but i wouldn't say most beautiful..."

The mirror went silent for a moment and continued speaking

"Mirror Mirror on the wall..."

"Hm..."

"Those whom are guided by the dark mirror..."

My ears perked up and so did the small cat's. What does the mirror mean by guided? Just before the question could leave my lips I was cut off by the mirror once again.

"As long as your heart desires, take the hand that appears in the mirror..."

A hand that looked illuminated by a green ominous light appeared in the mirror with still no reflection and what seemed to be a shadow? It felt like it was drawing me towards it somehow, like something I desired was going to be beyond it. I grabbed the hand. Slowly but surely the mirror pulled me in. I held Dinah as close as possible to me and at this point she had been practically attached to me. 'How curious... this situation just keeps getting curiouser and curiouser...' I knew I shouldn't really be doing this, but curiosity killed the cat. 

"There is no going back..."

And just like that, I was fully inside the mirror and continued falling.  Falling as far as the dark void of the mirror took me and Dinah... I got entranced by the mirror, like it was calling to me. The farther I went into the more Dinah had slipped from my hands. Then I felt a sudden weight fall from my hands. I looked behind me and there sat little Dinah chasing after me. My panic set in and as much as I tried to pry myself from the mirror and its green and black shadows. "Goodbye Dinah! Goodbye!" I yelped. And with that, the mirror had completely consumed my being. Where was I off to anyway?

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