#paw flap emojis

[sleepingcatemojis]

Could you do a cheetah one?? I’m not fully sure if you’ve already done so but it would be really cool to see a verity of different colored cheetahs. Paw stims, ear stims and tail stims!! ^^

here you go!!! i made these in october and just found your ask now…O__O

[takami-takami]

/smut/

mean!hawks walking into the apartment you share and hears you using a toy and he just.. snaps? He throws open the door and yells, degrading you, asking if his cock wasn't enough or if you're just a slut, grabbing you by the hair and mocking you as you whimper for stimulation as he throws the toy. "Look at that, you're such a little slut beggin for orgasm that maybe i should just fucking overstimulate you into oblivion."

Baby, I'm All You Need.

includes— hawks x fem!reader. minors dni. smut.

warnings— a bit of toxic!keigo. he's clingy. <3. a smidge of yandere. dirty talk. overstimulation. abandonment issues. rough sex. degradation. mirror sex. reader is way too into it.

Keigo wants to believe in you.

He wants to believe that his sweet, blushing mess of a girlfriend wouldn't lie to him. He fights back the seething, green rage that stirs in the depths of his chest, channeling it into each stomp of his steel-toed boots on his way to follow that damned buzzing sound. It grates his ears, cracks his composure with each passing second.

You still love him, right? You still need him, you wouldn't replace him. Would you? The tips of his gloved fingers trace the rails of the stairway, gliding with the turn of the corner as he stalks up the stairs. With each stride, the buzz pierces closer to his ears, picks at the recesses of his sanity.

Nah, you couldn't. Poor thing, you'd just about die without him. You're always reminding him of how perfect he feels, always fuckin' whining about how good he dicks you down, pawing at his cock, how oh, oh, Keigo– ah! Don't need anything but you, clamping down on him like a dumb bitch in heat.

Liar.

---

This is Keigo's favorite part of the morning. Seeing him off by the doorway, your delicate fingers fluff the cotton details of his hero costume's coat, fussing over each little imperfection. He watches you with rapt attention, with a lovesick crease around his eyes. Your fingers pull at his clothes with a delicate yet firm touch. It drives him mad.

"Let me sew some buttons on your coat one of these days," you insist. "What if you get cold, Kei'?" The pout of your lip is too irresistable, practically inviting him to give one peck on the lips; one that quickly devolves into countless. It's always like this between the two of you– your friends coo at the public displays of affection, lamenting about how lucky you two are to have found each other.

You'd be inclined to agree. He's sickly sweet as fermented toffee, totally attached at your hip and absolutely refusing to let go. It's endearing; the way he pouts and paces outside the bathroom door as you brush your teeth in the morning, how he whines and drags you back to the couch with him the second leaving even crosses your mind, how your phone blows up more often than not each day with texts full of declarations of his love. His most recently used emojis are just about every heart you can type.

Spoiled puppy. You indulge his every whine, unlock the doors of his kennel cage, let him pounce on you and pull you along by his leash. It's not your fault. How can you resist eyes like those?

He plants a chaste kiss to the crown of your head as you close your eyes in contentment. "Be good for me, yeah?" You feel the pads of his thumbs rub circles in your cheeks as he cradles your face in his palms.

"I will!" You chirp back.

Pleased, he walks out the door, before he  remembers one last thing. His coat flows with his little spin around to face you again. He beams a smile at you, heels clicking against the floor as he walks backwards with an innocent wave.

"And don't touch till I get back. 'Kay, sweetness?"

---

Your flinch is palpable, jumping out of your skin at the slam of your shared bedroom door against the wall. You lift the sheets to cover your shame, blinking wide-eyed at the unhinged sight that greets you at the doorway.

His wingspan flares, flapping once like he's attempting to make his already imposing presence even larger. More possessive. He stalks toward you with rapt focus, sending a single feather to slam the door shut behind him.

"K-Kei', what're you–"

"Up. Now." He orders, gripping you by the hook of your arm and pulling your trembling legs to stand. The now forgotten toy clinks as it hits the floor, rolling beneath the bed. That damned buzz finally ceases, switch flicked off with the swish of a feather.

He drags you up, walking you backwards until your rear collides with the cold expanse of the sliding mirror doors on your closet. A heavy mix of fear and arousal heats your body, makes you whine into the crash of his lips against yours.

"What did I say," he asks, muffled against your mouth as he refuses to pull away. "What did I fuckin' tell you? Is my cock not enough for you, or are you just that greedy?"

His hands are all over you, pulling you impossibly close, like something could rip you from his grasp at any second. You huff in realization.

"You... You're jealous," you breathe out. Your smile reflects your singing blood, the adrenaline coursing through your veins at his vicious actions. You greedily drink in the sight of his furrowed brow, the twinges of rage and sexual frustration that tense the veins of his temple.

He leans back with a giddy, knowing smirk plastered across his face. He eyes your squirms, dragging a single finger through the slick that pools between your thighs. He pants, "what, are you fuckin' enjoying this? You actually like this kind of shit?"

In his moment of surprise, his moment of weakness, you sink your teeth into the skin of his jugular. His masochistic, shocked moan urges you on, feeds your hope that your behavior will get to him. Instead, he throws his head back in breathless ecstacy, barking out a laugh.

His eyes are lidded when he locks his gaze downward on you.

"God, you're such a freak."

The air is suddenly knocked from your lungs with the way he spins you around with a speed only he can attain, shoving you forward and pressing your front flush against the mirror. He grins and rolls his eyes at your squirms of discomfort, pleased with the sight of your tits and pretty face pushed up against the reflective surface in front of you.

Your fingers claw and grapple to keep a steady grip on the glass, failing miserably to his delight. His sigh is full of smiles. The thrumming anger he feels is soothed bit by bit with each wave of pleasure he gets from seeing you struggle.

He kicks your legs apart, bends the arch in your back to his liking. He's so nice to you, shoving two slick fingers inside to prep for his cock. Even through the grit of his teeth, he scissors his fingers to stretch you out. You're so lucky, aren't you?

But that's all you're getting. All you deserve.

The last thing you hear is the clink of his belt being undone before inch by inch, he buries his thick cock inside, shushing your gasps and whimpers. Though, it's not like anyone could hear those precious little moans over the obscene, wet sounds between your legs anyway.

You're perfect for him.

"Bet you spend all your precious time while I'm gone tryin' to get your pathetic cunt off," Keigo says. "But you just can't, can you? Not without me. Not without my help."

He spares no time setting a steady pace, pulling out to the tip and plunging inside, over and over. He gnashes his teeth at the tight vice of your pussy gripping his cock, blinking the white spots in his eyes away. Each chant of his name from your lips steals his breath, steals the blood from his head and makes him lightheaded. You say his name like a goddamn title. Like a prayer to your God.

Yeah, he decides. This is exactly where you belong.

"No one else, nothing else can make you feel like I can. Ain't that right?"

You choke out a broken moan in response, fogging the glass with your desire.

Cute, but not what Keigo wants to hear. He fists the roots of your hair, a silent demand.

"Say it. Fuckin' say it," he growls. Anyone less aquianted with his mannerisms and quirks would fail to notice the desperate nature underneath his tone; how it's less of an order and more of a beg, an unspoken 'please' hanging in the air between you.

Your whine is pathetic, moaning your agreement into the palms of your hand. With your eyes squeezed shut, you miss the eye-roll he gives in response.

"Awww, babydoll, don't be shy now," He coos with faux sympathy, mocking the way your lips purse into a pout. His taunting, lilted hmmm devolves to near-sadistic chuckles.

Of course you'd play dumb now. You're probably holding on to whatever scrap of dignity that hasn't dripped from your pussy at this point.

"Quit whining, you know you fuckin' love it." He rips both your hands from your face, pinning them behind your back with just one of his fists. Your own wrists are used to pull you back onto his punishing thrusts.

"See that, baby?" A firm hand pulls your head back, forces you to make eye contact with the dishevelled, drooling mess in the mirror. "My pretty little whore."

"Mm-hmm! I-I'm yours, your whore," you choke. His smirk is crooked, high on endorphins and fueled by the power dynamic he so graciously established for the both of you.

"See, was that so hard?" His coarse, thick digits begin to rub circles on your clit as a reward, dipping down to collect your slick and back up to continue the tight circles. He winds you like a toy.

"My baby's so honest when they're getting fucked, huh?" Keigo plants a too-chaste kiss on your cheek, condescending and smitten with your submission. Still, he mocks, "that all it takes to make you admit the truth, sweetheart?"

"Yes! Yours, yours, yours," you pant in response. You drown on his cock, tight threads coming loose with every slap of his hips against yours. "Need you, only you. Gonna– Keigo, gonna, I'm–"

Close? Yeah, he knows.

His fingers keep the same pace on your clit, drawing higher and higher pitched moans. You crash over your high, squeaking and hiccuping his name through your tears.

Reality hits you when you realize he hasn't slowed at all, that he isn't giving you even a single second to cool down— no, he chases his own high and ignores the fit you pitch, completely disregards your cries of overstimulation.

"Since you like cumming that much, why don't you keep doin' it for my entertainment?" He jabs at your crumbling dignity.

This is your fault. He'll fuck that into you for as long as it takes.

"That's right. I'm all you'll ever fucking need."

[eimogji]

bat gboard emojis appreciation post

[ID: combinations of various google emojis:

A humanoid bat shrugging

Bat wing and paw prints

A brown thumbs up fist with bat wings

A ghost with bad ears, face, and wings

A sparkly bat

A vampire with a rose for a head

A bat flapping its wings

Bats emerging from a cave

A bat carrying a love letter

A bat with a rainbow arcing behind its wings

A flurry of bats, over a dozen

A brown heart with a bat face and wings.

/End ID]

[scpwiki-official]

also um a maj fictive moment but butch girldraki can be so * paw flap stim* *glowing green heart emoji*

[kumogiri]

Silence (Needs Filling)

Hey it’s @spacey-png​ birth and I wrote a lil emic confession as a gift!!! I hope you enjoy it and have a great birthday!! 🎉🎉

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Hizashi has been planning this over and over in his head. Repeated every word, every pause, every cadence and quirk, every hand gesture and overdramatic explanation of his affections to make it absolutely, positively, impossibly clear just how much he loves Aizawa Shōta and how very, very sincerely he would like to be the one for him.

He has for a year known that on his birthday, his gift to himself will be looking Shōta right in the face (but not the eyes, that makes Shōta uncomfortable, that’s one of those things he’s learned and practised) and telling him in the biggest, best words he can that he is head over heels in love.

Kayama is in on it, of course. She’s been gathering vital intelligence, cheering him on- and it’s her counsel he seeks first this morning after staring at himself in the mirror long enough to be sure he isn’t dreaming, that the day has finally come and this is what it’s greeted him with.

[Midnight] he texts, Hero name and all because it’s saving he needs right now.

She replies quickly, [Are you all set?]

Hizashi stares at his reflection again, gurgles his misery in time with the tapping of his thumbs.

[I lost my voice.]

[You lost your voice???] [Is it a sore throat?? I can bring you something!!]

[No] He is dying inside. [I think it's the Villain from yesterday. It's not a sore throat, I can feel the sounds resonating up just fine, but if I try and say anything- Bam! It's like they just disappear.]

[Does that mean today's plans are cancelled?]

Hizashi gazes at himself, lips pursed, brows low. Every overwrought script he’s come up with, flawless as they might’ve been, is swept aside under one big, undeniable truth.

He wants Shōta to know how he feels.

It has to be today. He can feel it.

[I'll figure something out!!! I'm going to make sure he knows how I feel!!!]

[I'll be cheering for you!] She’s always got his back, he knows that, but it’s always nice to remember she’s standing at his side encouraging him too. [I expect to hear all about it later!]

[When I can talk to do it, I promise you're getting the exclusive reveal!]

As Hizashi requests, Shōta is already briefed on his unfortunate situation by the time Hizashi appears at his door. Kayama spared the specifics of why it matters so much, but she got across the main thing: Mic no talk, enjoy the relief on your ears.

Shōta inclines his head as Hizashi takes his shoes off, considering him in the rare silence.

“I told you to consider learning signs before your hearing gets worse. It would have been useful in the present situation too.”

Hizashi makes the biggest show he can of rolling his eyes, squeezing past Shōta’s folded arms to jog out into the lounge and drape himself all over Shōta’s couch. He puts his legs up on one of the arms even, grinning while Shōta sighs and trudges over to sweep them right back off to the ground.

Drinks are provided, Shōta finds something to put on the TV, the normal day together Hizashi had asked for so he could make his move that’s now turning into an agonising attempt to figure out a new, even better move, with one hundred percent less speech.

They sit together, quiet. Obviously.

“Um.” Shōta shifts in place, rubbing his palm up and down the side of his mug. “This is… strange.”

Of course it’s strange! Hizashi can’t breathe a word despite the backlog of frankly incredible lines he’s building up in response to the decor, the TV, Shōta’s awkward little wriggles. He has some killer jokes about Shōta’s cat-paw socks just begging to get out!

He puffs up his cheeks, waving his hands in an approximation of duh! When's the last time you weren't being serenaded by my beautiful words every moment we spent together?

Shōta watches his interpretive dance and glances away. “…I have no idea what that means. You could type on your phone.”

You didn’t read it when I did, his hands wiggle emphatically.

“…Are you complaining I didn’t look, before.”

YES???

“You had the font set to the smallest size. And the note background was magenta.”

Hizashi’s hands freeze, and then he’s sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. He has tastes! And a lot to say, more than his screen could handle any bigger than that. Shōta didn’t go for the emojis, either! Probably because decoding them would’ve taken a codebreaker a good chunk of the day…

“Sorry. I… am not that good with screens to begin with. And I’m worse with charades.” Shōta clears his throat, lips curving down in a frown. “I should try to be more allowing. Especially today.”

Hizashi gives him a flapped it’s fine, it’s fine, sinking back heavier into the couch. So no text on a screen, no charades. Damn. Maybe he can piece together songs? Make a quick playlist, as if making a playlist is ever quick?

“Ah, it’s frustrating.”

That tone of voice has Hizashi looking back to him, unused to Shōta speaking so softly. Shōta’s hands have slipped up to steeple against his forehead, elbows on his knees, back arched down and thumb fidgeting back and forth near the tip of his nose, gaze focused unseeing beyond it.

Hizashi wants to ask what’s wrong, is this bad, should I have thought of something else?

He just lifts a hand, loosely touching Shōta’s shoulder to try and remind him that he’s here for whatever Shōta wants to say.

Shōta’s eyes flick sidelong towards him, hastily back away, and it’s surely a trick of the light but his cheeks look a little pink.

“Usually you talk so much I can’t get a word in. But I never wish you were quiet.” His hands slide slow down his nose, fingers parting to the shape of it and joining again over his lips as he laces them across his mouth instead. “I don’t know what to do in a silence like this. It makes me want to- fill it, but I doubt I have anything worth saying, even less than you do. At least you make nonsense sound appealing.”

Best Radio Show four years and counting, he wants to remind him, to lighten the mood. His fingers just gather in his lap, gaze still on the hint of red that’s taken root in Shōta’s ears now too.

Shōta’s gaze sweeps to the ceiling, like he’s looking for answers in the paint.

“I like your voice.”

Hizashi feels his spine straighten, eyes wide and alert as the jolt slips his glasses down his nose. Oh. Oho. What? What?

“It’s not the best voice, even. You blast out my eardrums every other day, you squawk when you’re excited, speak a mile a minute even when you’re not…” Shōta laughs, all soft and fond and Hizashi is ascending. “But it’s calming. I feel- at ease, when you’re talking. Maybe that’s why I feel so wound up right now.”

He drops his hands, tipping his head down and sighing low. “You said you had something to tell me, today. I… want to hear it, in your words, in your voice. I’m bad at dealing with a lot of things, but they’re- a little easier, if it’s you saying them.”

Hizashi is staring and Shōta keeps his face pointedly away, bringing a hand up to scratch awkward through his hair as the seconds tick by.

“…I think I know what you want to say to me,” he announces, finally. “You’re worse at hiding things than you think.”

Hizashi isn’t sure if he wants to squawk offendedly or babble apologies, but neither make it out. He just stares, his own face starting to feel hot, his glasses continuing their trajectory right off of his nose.

“I think I already know what I’m going to say to you, about it. And I know why you don’t want to wait, and I know it’s your birthday. But-“ Shōta peeks up, pausing to stretch a hand out, to press a single finger to the bridge of Hizashi’s glasses so he can carefully ease them back up into place. It’s achingly intimate. “I’m going to be selfish and ask you to hold back until you can tell me properly. And when you do, I’ll give you a proper answer.”

Even if he were able to speak, Hizashi thinks he might be dazzled speechless.

“When you can’t talk you can’t talk me out of bad decisions, or say something so embarrassing I regret them, so.” Shōta lifts his head a fraction higher. “I’m going to talk myself into something ridiculous so you have the power to be patient, and so I get whatever is possessing me out of my system. No, you are not allowed to do an interpretive dance about it. No, I will not be reading whatever you type. This is just- a thing that I am doing, that will happen because I want it too, and then it will be over and we will order takeout.”

Hizashi is aware of the space between them inching smaller, of the hand that was on his glasses touching his cheek instead and klaxons in his head so loud they might come out of the shocked ring his lips are forming if that ring wasn’t being stoppered up by another mouth covering his with a kiss that lives up to its giver’s name and erases every thought straight out of his head.

Shōta pulls away, whole face dark red, eyes darting over Hizashi’s dreamy expression before he’s on his feet, back turned, shoulders up around his ears.

“Takeout,” he repeats.

Hizashi doesn’t try to answer. He gives a thumbs up to everything, all of this, and listens to Shōta’s flustered ramble all the way out of the room.

[eldritch-emojis]

Could I get some black/white fox emojis? Maybe with paw flapping stims and some basic emotional ones.

im just gonna post the two i have done bcuz i, just don't have the energy to finish this rn!! but hope u enjoy em anyways

[tortiefrancis]

[ pt: [Please read my Carrd before using my emojis] /End pt ]

[ id: a stylized emoji against a transparent background of a gray wolf flapping its paws around, its tail covering its face partially. /End id ]

a wolf happy flap stim emoji! was popularly requested, enjoy wolfkins!

Feel free to use in your servers and if you like what I do, maybe send me a tip? | or join my discord server to see emojis ahead of the queue

[Please read my Carrd before using my emojis]

[girlgrouptrash101]

Dating Poly!ChaeLisa

Requested: “Can you write a poly dating Chaelisa? Your Chaesoo one was so good”

A/N: thank you to my #1 gal for helping on this post 🦆

- C

Get ready to be loved to no end!!! because these girlies have the biggest hearts and they just want to give you and each other their everything because that is what y’all deserve!!!

You really cherish every single moment that you get to spend with Chae and Lisa, because you know that when you said goodbye, you might not see them for weeks on end, months even.

the distance can get hard sometimes, but it’s always worth it when they finally come back home and into your arms, you love them too much to ever let them go

but when they are by your side!!! You three have so so so much fun together, there are rarely any moments when you aren’t laughing or smiling together

they invite you to all the concerts you’re able to go to, and you can’t help but laugh as the girls blow kisses and wink at you and the whole crowd around you go feRAL

you can’t blame them though dude, your girlfriends are hot tf

though Chaeyoung and Lisa love when you come to their shows, they much prefer spending time with you at home where they can be their genuine selves, no cameras or having to look perfect in front of thousands of people

you’ve learned a lot about how tough the idol life can be from watching your girls work so hard, so you always make sure you’re there to support them every step of the way

like bringing food for all four of the girls when they’ve been practising all day and staying there to be their moral support so they can power through the long dance sessions

+ always being there to watch and listen when Rosé and Lisa want to show you how they’ve improved or having dinner ready for them after a long day etc.

Taking them out to eat is so fun because they get so excited over every fancy dish and seeing them eat well just makes you so happy because they really do deserve the world im soft

plus it’s so cute when Rosie’s cheeks puff up like a hamster when she’s eating

or when she tries something she really likes and her arms do the little flap thing she does when she gets super excited

plus Lisa taking so many photos of you both, she always has her camera at the ready to snap the cutest and most aesthetic pictures of you and Chaeyoung, what a photography queen

Begging Rosé to take out her guitar and play for you omg bls

it’s so soft when you and Lisa just get to sit back and listen to Chaeyoung, who has the voice of an angel, as she sings to you both

she always sings love songs for you too, because Chae baby is super duper soft and takes every opportunity to remind you and Lisa how much she loves you both so much

sharing clothes for a real one like who even owns what anymore? nobody knows

Rosé being the queen of sweater paws and you and Lisa just gushing over her as she gets all smiley and blushy at the attention from you both

CUDDLES. PERIOD.

Lisa usually likes being in the middle of your cuddles, because she gets to hold you both close to her, and kiss you both as much as she wants

also, the person who sits in the middle always gets to hold the snacks so,, Miss Lisa has her priorities in order, obviously

Clothes shopping together!!!

You guys hype each other up so much it’s adorable and it fills you with so much confidence

you guys either go to the most expensive clothes shops, usually, Lisa takes you to those shops where you take one look at the price tag and feel your heart drop to your stomach jhdkfkg

or else you go to the cutest thrift shops where you help Rosie and Lisa pick out the cutest stuff,, feeling especially proud when you pick up those bargains am I right ladies

fashion shows in the middle of the shops??? I think soooo

while the other two of you pretend to be paparazzi and go in stupid positions to pretend to take photos and y’all end up laughing so hard until your sides hurt 

Rosé is just a little baby okay so what if she just wants to eat cupcakes and plait yours and Lisa’s hair what abOUT IT

It never gets old when you’re in the car and you hear Blackpink on the radio,, you still get filled with so much pride for your girls

your groupchat is like an overload of emojis please relax all of you you don't need that many honestly

when you go to sleep you and Rosé always get into bed first and Lisa just yeEts on top of you both and you can’t help but scream and giggle as you all try and escape the wrath of Lisa

which eventually turns into a pillow/tickle fight, and you all fall off the bed

speaking of Lisa, she’s so good at flustering the both of you to no end

from stolen kisses, to pulling you down onto her lap, greasy compliments, just everything to get you and Rosie to blush

or when she smushes your face together and baby talks the shit out of you for no reason,,, and you’re like thaTs grOsS but she’s actually really cute and it lowkey made you blush

whenever you turn on music at your house it turns into a full live performance with singing, dancing, and the girls being your backup dancers and hyping you up as you screech along to some song on your playlist

for some reason, you all just like to grab loads of blankets and make a little fort on the carpet in your living room and just cuddle up there all night long

that’s the time where a lot of DMC’s and venting about your guys’ worries happens because you guys trust one another wholly

and you know that if you share your worries with them, they’ll know just how to comfort you and it’ll be a huge weight off your shoulders

to be honest, all three of you are WHIPPED whipped period

and that’s just how it’s always gonna be uwu

NSFW From Here:

the duality sis the DUALITY

they’re either waiting for you to come home so they can literally take you all night long

or else they’re big babies whos just want to be pleasured for hours,,, there really is no in between

Rosé being an innocent little shit in public while she teases both you and Lisa while no one is looking

having to contain yourself and behave when you see them backstage after shows, when they're all hot and sweaty and still on a high after their show

but it's all worth it when one of them comes over and whispers in your ear, promising that you'll get what you want as soon as you get home

they both really love to put on a show and drive you crazy especially when they know you can't do anything about it

like having some fun with each other on tour and sending you all the videos

they know just how to make you weak in the knees, they have you wrapped around their little fingers

definitely have a sex playlist without a doubt

whenever you go and get cleaned up in the shower afterwards one of you always ends up starting something and you really just go for another round then and there smh

Rosé just wants you to appreciate the fuck out of her thighs and ride her face okay don’t deny her that

Lisa’s fingers>>>>> tell me i’m wrong i dare you

these girls are so loud, they don’t give a shit who hears it once they’re gone enough

except for when they wake up the next morning at their dorm and Jennie and Jisoo tease the shit out of you all

[r0b0tb0y]

Take your child to work day + Ink the kitten (because I need more kitten fluff)

Flint is running late. He slings his bag over his shoulder, his scarf around his neck, and gets one arm into his coat before he’s out the door. He’s in Queens long enough to wave at Madi, snatch the triple-shot latte from Silver’s hand, and flash an I-L-Y before dashing to the bus stop.

He’s still finishing his coffee when he gets to work, raising the cup in greeting when he sees Hal in the hallway. Hal frowns at him.

Your bag is screaming, Hal tells him.

Flint lifts the flap of his bag. A splotchy face stares up at him.

Look how big you are! Hal scoops her out and Ink attaches herself to his chest. Flint takes the opportunity to get his office unlocked, setting down his bag and his cup. Ink climbs onto Hal’s shoulder.

Why did you bring her in? he asks.

She’s a stowaway, Flint reaches up to check on her, and she rubs her chin against his fingers. I should take her home.

She’s here now, Hal grins. No harm in her staying for the day.

Flint sighs, getting his coat off and his hearing aids in. You’ll regret this if she needs her litterbox.

Billy will clean it up, Hal smiles confidently. He’s cooing a little song to her, and she’s ardently licking his moustache. Flint goes to collect a bowl from the kitchen, and comes back to find Ink climbing along his bookshelf. He places the bowl on the desk and fills it from his water bottle. She starts pulling a book about floating islands until it’s dangerously close to the edge of the shelf, so he scoops her up and puts her in front of the bowl. Hal is still watching her.

Do you want to work in here today? Flint raises an eyebrow. Hal looks tempted.

‘Hal, are you in here…?’ Billy ducks through the doorway. ‘They need your signature on the special collections transfer.’

‘Can it wait five minutes?’ Hal scratches between Ink’s shoulders and she arches.

‘Oh!’ Billy crouches down to greet Ink. ’Is this the one you kept?’

‘Good morning, Billy,’ Flint says. ‘Yes, it’s Ink.’

‘What’s she doing here?’ Billy asks.

‘She snuck into my bag,’ Flint explains.

‘DeGroot’s gonna drown you in a sack,’ Billy says.

‘What DeGroot doesn’t know won’t hurt him,’ Flint says. ‘Or me. Or you.’

Billy props his chin on the table to admire her. ‘Her eyes stayed blue.’

Flint is well aware. Ink’s favourite place at home is the crook of Silver’s shoulder, so now there’s four huge irresistible eyes capable of turning him to mush at will.

Which reminds him—he gets out his phone.

You definitely want to meet me at work tonight, he texts Silver. He shoos Billy away, props open the book about islands, and sits Ink in front of it. He takes a photo when she looks down at the page.

WHY IS INK AT WORK WITH YOU Silver texts back.

She’s studying, Flint says.

‘Oh, that should definitely go on the library instagram,’ Billy says.

‘If DeGroot sees it, you’re claiming she’s yours,’ Flint warns him as he forwards the photo to Billy’s phone.

‘Oh, yeah,’ Billy nods. ‘She’s definitely mine, I’ll just take her home with me right now.’

‘… Hal has told me I need to stop threatening to kill the interns,’ Flint says.

‘Just don’t give him any reasons to do so,’ Hal suggests to Billy.

‘To kill me or threaten me?’ Billy asks.

‘Don’t snitch on my kitten,’ Flint growls. ‘And you’ll go far in this life.’

‘How about we deal with special collections?’ Hal takes Billy by the arm and steers him out of Flint’s office.

Flint closes the door behind them. He turns around to see Ink has curled up on the page, sound asleep. He takes another photo and sends it to Silver with the message: Study break.

Silver sends him a wall of crying emojis. i just wasn’t ready for her first day of school

They grow up so fast, Flint grins.

she takes after you

A scholar? Flint asks.

napping in weird places

She got her eyes from you, Flint says.

and her ability to get away with anything Silver replies, and Flint can imagine the grin that goes along with it.

Ink wakes up, stretching her little white paws out as far as they will go.

Flint is not going to get anything done today.

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Domestic Victuuri Week: Day 1

My day 1 prompt response for @domesticvictuuriweek :) If you want to join me in flooding Tumblr with Domestic Victuuri goodness, you can find the prompt list here 

I combined Makkachin/Dog Dads and Shenanigans ;) 

Title: Doggo Family

Rating: General Audiences

Summary: Phichit sends surprise mail. Everybody wins :)

The day had been long and, even by Russia’s standards, it had been incredibly cold. Shivering from his ears to his toes, Yuuri jogged the last few steps toward his apartment, happy to find the door unlocked as he twisted the knob. 

Victor’s singing hit him first, making him grin at the lyrics Victor was getting wrong. It was an adorable habit that Victor had, missing English words in lyrics and replacing them with what he deemed to be the best substitutes, and Yuuri could already feel his mood lifting from his dance practice with Lilia. 

The smell of sauteed beef and veggies hit him next at the same time as an excited set of brown paws landed against his waist. Chuckling, Yuuri carefully balanced as he toed off his shoes and sank to the ground to hug Makkachin hello. 

“My love!” Victor sang from his place by the stove, waving his wooden spoon in the air with a smile that always made Yuuri’s heart swoon. “A box came from you,” nodding toward a large cardboard rectangle on the table, Victor looked back to raise an eyebrow, “it’s from Phichit.” There was always a mix of amusement and worry when mail from Phichit arrived and Victor’s questioning look conveyed that familiar sentiment. 

Curious, Yuuri wandered across the room, sliding the box from the table and pausing to let Makkachin sniff it. Shrugging back in Victor’s direction, Yuuri carried the box into their room, prepared to shower and then discover what crazy Phichit had bestowed on him this time. Dropping the package on the bed, Yuuri pulled his phone from his pocket shooting a quick text to his best friend before plugging it into the charger. Quickly he stripped from his clothes, whirling on his heel at the sound of his text notification. Hesitantly, he unlocked the phone. 

You said it was freezing there, this should help. Victor is going to DIE. 

Responding only with a side eye emoji, Yuuri returned his wary gaze to the box. Whatever was inside could definitely wait until he was showered. Poking the side of the box with his finger, Yuuri abandoned it on the bed in favor of a skin-melting-hot shower. 

Except he couldn’t enjoy even a second of the shower with Phichit’s words looming in his mind. Scrubbing faster than normal, Yuuri slammed the water off, snatching a towel from the warmer and making haste to dry his body. 

The towel hung loose over his hips as he plodded back to the ominous box. Locating the end of one long piece of tape, he began to peel it back, breath becoming ragged as the fear crawled under his skin. Phichit’s definition of killing Victor had never been innocent, and Yuuri had no idea what he was about to encounter. 

As the tape peeled back the top of the box burst open, pushed by what appeared to be forcibly compressed fluffy brown cotton. Confusion replacing apprehension, Yuuri pulled the flaps apart, reaching both hands in to seize the escaping fabric. Arms and legs unrolled to reveal the softest, plushiest onesie Yuuri had ever seen. It was also an almost exact replica of Makkachin, with a small face and floppy ears adorning the hood. 

Smiling at his best friend’s ridiculousness, Yuuri pulled the onesie over himself, turning to toss his towel into the hamper. He ignored the need for underwear, letting the soft fabric graze against his bare skin. His feet were covered in mock paws with grippers on the soles and the hands had gloves with openings at the wrists. Zipping himself into the ridiculous pajamas, Yuuri pulled the hood over his head and turned to examine his reflection. 

Phichit was right, Victor was going to die. 

Fixing himself with a casual look, Yuuri pushed his glasses back on his face, snagging the box with one gloved hand and opening the bedroom with the other. He stepped from the bedroom as if he was clad in his normal sweats and sweatshirt, ducking his head to hide his blushing grin as Victor let out an excited squeal from the kitchen. 

Thirty minutes, an ungodly amount of photographs, and all the kisses Yuuri could handle later, they were finally sitting down to dinner. As Yuuri took his first bite, he watched Victor plug in his credit card information for the site where Phichit had gotten the onesie. In three to five business days, they would be a matching family of doggo’s and Yuuri couldn’t wait to cuddle up with his family, and potentially break the internet with all their cuteness. 

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What Does It Mean When My Cat Sprays

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Hey is there any way you can make a happy stimming Fox? Like a person with fox ears and tail (Red fox) and flapping hands and/or wagging tails?

i did not do the tail one because i have a bunch of those on my blog already but here are the hand/paw flap ones!

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hello my bestest friend i am inquiring for aussie hand flap n paw? thank you ur the bomb dot com

hello friend here you go!

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Could you make happy, sad, and angry hand stim emojis with orange cat ears and paws?

here you go!!

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!!! Could I get one like the white tiger with the paws but for a fluffy black cat? Thank you!

here you go!

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Hi! Could you possibly a stim pack for Lion ears, paws, and tails?

Like the ear stims, the tail stims, and one where you open and close your hands kinda stim? - 🦁

here you go !!