#scratching his face and petting him like a cat rn

[carpwood]

all yall talk about wanting to breed him i just wanna hold his hand and bring him flowers

[chaos-in-deepspace]

LADS Xavier: Cat Nap | SFW

Just a quick thing I wrote up before work because I'm brain rotting on cat men rn. Also Grammarly corrected this one so hopefully there's no typos but I'm already running late for work so I ain't got time so ENJOY.

Pairings: Xavier x Reader Warnings: Cat Xavier Fluff Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Xavier

The door to your apartment opened with the smallest click; the noise echoed through it, causing Xavier’s ears to twitch as they perked up. He had been lying contently on the couch, curled up with a pillow held against his chest while the sun bore down just right on him. He let out a yawn as he tried to peer over to the entryway, hearing the rustling of keys and your shoes as you took them off and put them over by the door. His tail swayed lazily behind him as he propped his chin on the armrest of the soda, just waiting to see your form coming around the corner.

The soft padding of your feet drew nearer until he could finally see you. He didn’t realize he had been tensed up when he heard the door, but it was apparent the moment his entire body became more relaxed as you slowly approached him. He wanted attention, and that was for sure, and you were always more than happy to give it to him.

“Are you really taking a nap again? Weren’t you asleep when I left for work earlier?” you asked with a laugh, running your hands through his hair. He was almost purring when your hand came into contact with one of his ears, your touch gentle as you scratched right behind it.

“I can’t help it; you turned me into a cat,” Xavier said, leaning up into your palm. While it was true that you accidentally turned him into a cat boy three days ago using a new evol wand that you got as a prize, he was still always taking naps. Nothing really had changed other than the fact that he wasn’t going to work until he was back to normal, which would depend on when the wand would finish being repaired, as it broke the moment you used it.

You laughed, pinching the tip of his ear, and he let out a gasp, ducking his head more into the cushions. His blue eyes watched your hand with keen interest, almost wondering if you’d be doing it again. His ears were sensitive, and you knew that. It was why you had so much fun playing with them in the first place. “Really, again?” Xavier mumbled. He could see as you slowly came around to the other side of the sofa, sitting down on it and relaxing into the cushions.

Xavier didn’t even bother asking as he got closer to you and placed his head right onto your lap. His ears twitched as he looked at you, waiting for you to pet him. A small laugh escaped you as you went back to playing with his hair, your nails scratching gently on his scalp. This time, a nice, subtle purr came from his chest as he melted into your touch, savoring every moment of it.

“You know, I think in another life, you were a cat.” You mentioned noticing just how content he was despite the current situation. He really was just a sleepy cat who was always wanting your attention. Just the other night, he had been rubbing up against you until you finally gave him and cuddled with him. He was adorable, and you almost wished the wand would never be fixed so you could keep this version of Xavier forever.

Xavier grabbed your wrist and placed the palm of your hand against his cheek, nuzzling into it as he closed his eyes. You watched his nose wiggle a bit as he sniffed your scent; the faint floral smell invaded his senses, the same perfume that Tara had accidentally gotten on you earlier that day. “I like this smell.” He murmured, licking right on your wrist.

“I wish I could tell you what it was.” You laughed, “Tara was trying to spray herself, but the nuzzle was pointed at me. I used my arms to block my face, and it got all over them.” This got a laugh from Xavier as he continued to lick at your wrist. A small shiver went down your spine at the odd sensation. His tongue wasn’t dry like a cat, so it was still a bit slimy and left a wet trail over the skin there.

“Having fun?” you finally asked after a moment. His eyes finally opened and flicked over to you. You then watched as he gently nipped at your wrist just enough to have you flinching back, “Ow, Xayxay…” you said, the ending of his nickname coming out as a whine, “Did you really have to bite me?”

“I’m just a cat; what do you want from me.” He had a small pout on his lips and you could see the way his tail was swaying happily behind him. You shook your head and adjusted yourself; Xavier let out a small whine at your new position, trying to get comfortable again.

“You know, we could just cuddle in bed. I wouldn’t mind a nap after work.” You said, looking at the clock. It was only three in the afternoon since you had to go into the office extremely early. It was nice to get off at a normal, human hour instead of late at night after fighting wanderers all day.

Xavier didn’t bother responding. Instead, his hand was seeking out your own again. You moved it out of his reach, and you watched him go for it again. His new quirks were always amusing, and you were wondering briefly just how cat-like he could get. If he’d be like this for another day, perhaps you’d invest in a laser point. You let him take your hand again, and he kissed your palm, his ears flat against his head as he looked at you with a pleading expression.

“Lay down here with me.” He said, his tone almost coming out a little whiny. You sighed as you adjusted again, getting him off your lap as you lay down. His head found your chest where he relaxed, his arms around your torso like you were a giant plushie, “This is better…”

“Alright, but we’re only napping for a little. We still need to get dinner ready.” You reminded him, but you were only met with the gentle sound of his snoring as he passed out on you.

[peeponastick]

Touch My Soul, Pt. 2

Domme!Reader x Virgin!Uchiha Itachi  

Word count: 3.6K

Rating: Explicit NSFW 18+ Minors DNI

cw/tw: fem!reader, porn w plot skip to the diamonds for smut you horndog, name calling? (Hidan being an asshole, calls Itachi crow boy lmaoaoao), sappy and romantic, pining?, one bed trope heheh, hand kink, scent kink?, dry humping, corruption kink, praise, exhibitionism, breast & nipple play, cum play, ball play, dirty talk, cursing, use of pet names (sweet boy, good boy, etc), masturbation, not super intense BDSM D/s dynamics (reader is def a switch), inexperience & virginity loss (Itachi, let me cook), multiple orgasms, creampie.

Synopsis: Part 2 of Touch My Soul, (Pt. 1 here). Itachi is just a lil' nervous baby. The more time he spends around you, the more he doesn’t know what to do with his growing feelings. When you find yourselves in an unexpected situation, you take the wheel, ruining him for anyone else.

I really appreciate the love I got on my first-ever smut（╹◡╹）♡ (Yuji fic here). Wanted to follow it up with another kinktober addition, featuring one of my other beloved anime men.

I’m on a subby men streak rn and no one can stop me!!! Hope y’all enjoyyy <3 <3 

It was late that night when you heard two gentle knocks on your door that made you jump, butterflies fluttering deep in your stomach knowing it was Itachi at your door. The rest of your fellow Akatuski members surely had gone to bed already, making it the safest time for the two of you to meet alone. 

You hurriedly grabbed the nearest piece of clothing, slipping into your light pink satin robe that deliciously slinked off your curves, pausing in front of your floor-length mirror to wonder if it was maybe too much before shaking off your anxious thoughts and rushing to answer the door. 

You swung the door open to see Itachi, brows arching in surprise to see you in such a different light. “I- uhh,” he stammered as his eyes betrayed him, trailing down and back up your figure to drink in the stunning display you unintentionally put on for him. His cheeks burned red as he realized how indecent you must’ve thought he was being.

“I-I’m sorry, is this not a good time?” He nervously scratched his head, eyes darting around anxiously in an attempt to not ogle you any more than he already had. You had to admit it was adorable, seeing someone who seemed so composed and mature acting like a nervous schoolboy. 

“No, no, come in!” a smile on your face that you were unable to stifle, “Sorry, it’s just those robes we have to wear all the time are so uncomfortable, I’m out of them the second I can be,” you laughed lightly. He followed you into the room, guiltily indulging in the sight of your body from behind. 

As you cleared some space on your bed, he stood observing and admiring all the little knick-knacks and oddities you had scattered around your room, his eyes setting on a small ceramic figurine of a cat.

You sat on your bed and pat the spot next to you, signaling him to sit. He hesitantly approached, “You, uh, sure you don’t mind me sitting on your bed?” a sheepish smile creeping across his face. A giggle burst out of you, realizing how things could be misinterpreted. 

You shook your head, “It’s not safe to talk here,” you reassured him in a hushed tone, “I’ll use my jutsu to transport us into my soulscape, where we can talk further.” Itachi’s nervous energy dissipated and he sat beside you on your soft bed. 

Once again, you weaved the hand signs of your special jutsu. This time, you took Itachi’s hands and placed them on your shoulders before touching your forehead to his. He did his best to ignore the rush of blood and tingling nerves he felt being close enough to smell the sweet scent radiating off your skin.

You both were transported into your soulscape, where Itachi began taking in his surroundings in awe. You stood in a field of wildflowers under a cotton candy-colored sunset, an early-rising crescent moon in the distant sky. The magnificent colors lit up his visual field as he processed all the information flooding his senses about who you were and all you’d been through. 

He turned to you, an enchanted look of admiration in his deep brown eyes that made your cheeks burn, feeling flustered with vulnerability. You had never shown anyone your soul before and having someone see into you with such love was a foreign concept.

You cleared your throat, preparing to explain the inner workings of the Akatsuki, the intel you’d gathered, and the plan you were preparing to enact now that you had the piece you’d been waiting for– an ally strong enough to help you carry out the downfall of the Akatsuki and Madara himself. 

After that night, you found yourselves in each other’s room to strategize quite often, mostly in the late hours. The snickers from the other Akatsuki members rumored the two of you had begun dating and were trying to hide it. 

One night when Itachi was leaving your bedroom, gently closing the door behind him, he turned to find Hidan standing menacingly against the wall wearing a look of disgust.

“You’re always scurrying out of her room in the middle of the night, huh crow boy,” he sneered.

Itachi’s eyes blazed crimson “And what business do you have lurking around her door?”

Hidan scoffed and walked off, muttering his hateful thoughts about the two of you.

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The more time Itachi and you spent in each other’s presence, the closer you became. Though you’d only known each other a short while, there was a mutual, deep understanding of one another’s souls.

He had never felt this way before, heartbeat nearly pounding out of his chest anytime you sat close, your hand accidentally brushing against him sending sparks through his body. Having to pull himself back down to earth every time he listened to you talk, getting lost in your sparkling eyes, every flutter of your full lashes hypnotizing him further. 

He had without a doubt fallen for you, almost certain the feeling was mutual. His perceptive eyes picking up every quick glance you stole at his lips, the way you blushed anytime his attention was a little too focused on you. 

He wanted more than anything to make his move, for you to be his, but all his years of being a high-ranking shinobi had never really allowed him time for relationships. How could he ask for something he had no idea how to do? And worse, he thought, someone as beautiful and amazing as you shouldn’t settle for someone like him. 

He knew you’d already seen him inside and out and accepted him fully, his sordid past somehow not making your opinion of him falter. But still, there was the matter of his inexperience, or rather, lack of any experience at all adding to his insecurity. 

On a night you had gone to his room, your planning and discussion went on longer than usual. Upon releasing your jutsu, Itachi stood up to find a paper he wanted to show you. You wearily sat on his bed, drained from casting your jutsu for so many hours. As he rummaged around his room, your eyelids grew heavier and heavier, body lightly swaying before you admitted defeat to your fatigue and laid yourself down on his bed, the sight of his back growing blurry as the comforting smell of his bedding pulled you in. 

He turned around to find you asleep, curled up with a sweet, peaceful expression spread across your face. He hummed affectionately, pulling the blanket over your worn-out body. He paused, staring at you for a moment, smiling to himself as he envisioned what it’d be like to have the gift of seeing this every night, before tossing a pillow on the floor for his makeshift bed. 

Your eyes blearily opened, “Whaa-what’re you doin’?” your voice croaked, still half asleep. 

His head tilted inquisitively, “I just, umm, figured I’d sleep on the floor so you can be comfortable,” he replied with a kind smile.

You outstretched your arms for him, drowsily shaking your head, “Noooo way, this is your bed,” you lilted in an almost child-like manner. His eyes grew wide, brain short-circuiting as he realized you were okay with him sleeping next to you. You impatiently waved your arms around, ushering him to come soon as sleep was calling your name. 

Itachi hesitantly approached, crawling into bed beside you trying to awkwardly maintain a respectful distance. You turned into his broad chest, nuzzling up to him with a faint smile on your face as you drifted back to sleep. His muscles tensed, heartbeat deafeningly pounding in his ears at being so close to you.

Focusing on his breathing his body eventually softened, looking down at you and feeling pure bliss. He had dreamt of this moment so many times, he couldn’t believe it was really happening. Wrapped up in the warm feelings, he soon followed you into sleep. 

Several hours later, Itachi woke to an unfamiliar stirring in his pants, tired eyes blinking with confusion at the pressure he felt repeatedly nudging his pelvis. His breath hitched as heat flushed his entire body at what he saw. 

You had flipped sides at some point in the night, your back now against Itachi’s chest as you pressed your ass into him over and over again, grinding against his growing bulge. You were dreaming, soft whimpers leaving you every time your hips connected with his in your unconscious state. He couldn’t help himself from wondering if you could be dreaming about him, ears ringing at every angelic sound you made. 

He fought with himself, feeling guilty for not waking you immediately, but he couldn’t help it, every rock of your hips into him sent divine pleasure rippling through his entire body, his cock becoming uncomfortably hard in his pants, even with such little stimulation. He closed his eyes, fully indulging in the moment for a few more seconds before he lightly tapped your arm. Noticing, in his heightened arousal, how soft your skin felt under his fingertips, how the heat of your sleeping body projected your intoxicating scent.

You were deep asleep, unresponsive to his gentle touch. He took a deep breath, collecting himself before he tried again, this time tapping a little harder, “Y/n, hey. Wake up y/n,” his deep, gravelly voice rasped in your ear. Your eyes opened slowly, “Hmmm? ‘tachi?” your sleepy voice squeaked, “Wass goin’ on?” you rolled back against him, looking up at his flushed face with confusion. 

Your mind shot awake, finally processing what an intimate position the two of you were in, “Oh shit! I’m sorr–,” a small gasp left your lips as you noticed his eyes dark with lust, feeling the growing bulge between his legs pressed up against your ass, “Fuck.”

Heat bloomed across your cheeks, suddenly overcome with heady arousal, the masculine and fresh scent of his skin and bedding sending pulsing shocks to your clit. A gentle moan slipped past your lips as you slowly resumed grinding your hips against him. 

He breathed deeply, his nimble hand acting on its own, trailing down the curves of your body to grab onto your hip, “C-Can I touch you here?” his voice hoarse with arousal.

“Uh-huhh,” you breathily moaned. 

His hand needily latched onto your hip, pulling you in closer, both of you feeling a magnetic pull between your cores. You rolled your hips together, the pace quickening as you began losing yourselves in the intensity of the moment. 

His breath fanning the shell of your ear from behind, you drank in the sounds of his gentle gasps and moans, breath growing ragged at the overwhelming pleasure he felt. His vision going hazy, he tucked his head into the crook of your neck as he began humping you frantically, his carnal senses controlling him. His large hand gripping you bruisingly, a strained moan dragged out of his chest as his orgasm suddenly exploded out of him, coating the inside of his pants with copious amounts of cum. 

You smiled sinfully, turning over to face him but he avoided eye contact, his cheeks burning bright red as he tried to catch his breath. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t believe I–,” his brows furrowing with embarrassment, “I’ve just never done anything like this,” he quietly admitted, innocent eyes anxiously scanning yours. 

A switch flipped in you. 

You hummed, tenderly stroking his warm cheek with your hand as your eyes fell to his lips. You smiled affectionately, “I know, sweet boy,” slowly bringing your plump lips to his, pausing a breath away, smile tinging with deviance as you looked deep into his eyes, “just watch me," you whispered against his mouth before pressing your lips to his. His lips parted with a shaky moan, kissing you back hungrily. 

Rolling onto your back, you began tracing the hills and valleys of your curves with your hands, stopping to indulgently squeeze your breasts, massaging your hard nipples. He swallowed hard, his sharingan eyes watching your every move, burning the moment into his memory.

Your hand snaked its way under your shorts, fingers dipping into the wet heat between your thighs, letting out a soft moan as you ran a finger over your swollen clit. You looked into his eyes, biting your lip as you began pleasuring yourself. 

He moved his hand to gently brush a stray hair out of your face, wanting to have a clear view of your features twisting with pleasure. Your head turned to catch his fingers along your open mouth. You wrapped your lips around his thumb, sucking on it as you looked up at him wantonly, eliciting a deep groan from his chest. You released your lips with a pop as he began messing your pout with his thumb, relishing in the sensation of your luscious lips beneath his fingertip.

He looked at you, eyes glazed over with lust, before passionately cupping your face and kissing you deeply as you continued playing with your pussy, thighs shaking and body tingling with heat as you rubbed firm circles around your clit.

Itachi was devouring you with his eyes, your body and mind buzzing with electric arousal at being watched so intently. 

“You can touch me, it’s okay,” you purred between breathy moans, reading his mind. You grasped his hand, guiding it up under your shirt to cup your full breast, “Like this.”

A whimper left Itachi’s lips as his warm palm connected with the delicate skin of your breast, exploring your body with fervid curiosity. Squeezing the plush flesh and ghosting his fingertips over your nipples, you moaned in delight. 

You began feeling the sizzling electricity of your building orgasm, fingers rubbing faster and tighter circles around your pulsating clit. Waves of white-hot pleasure washing over you as you rocketed into your climax, the feeling of Itachi's clothed cock, hard and eager for you again, needily pressing into you sending you over the edge. 

You collapsed with a pleased smile, taking a moment to catch your breath before sitting up unexpectedly, motivated and ready for more pleasure. “Itachi– off, please,” you demanded, needily tugging at the waistband of his black sweatpants. He hurriedly lifted his hips to pull them down, fumbling as he tried to yank it off his leg not wanting to delay a second longer, then grabbing the back of his black t-shirt’s collar to pull it over his head.

His length stood fully erect, no longer restrained by his pants. His body was heavenly, like a carved-marble depiction of a god. Pale skin covering his chiseled, lean muscles, marred with battle scars. His cock was so pretty, the perfect length and girth for a delicious stretch, bulging veins dancing along the sides, messy with sticky, white cum from his previous orgasm, and throbbing with need.

“Fuuckkk, you’re so big baby,” you licked your lips, mesmerized by the sight as you wrapped your hand around his length and began stroking his cock, using his cum as lube. 

His body heaved at the sensation, a choked whine leaving his lips. He let out a small gasp as you thumbed his glistening slit, “Such a pretty cock,” you cooed, dropping your other hand to massage his heavy balls. His eyes rolled back momentarily in ecstasy, he could cum again just from the way you spoke to him. 

You brought your hand up to lick his cum off before crawling over him, breasts brushing against his lean chest, hips arched seductively. Itachi laid there panting, so overwhelmed with arousal he couldn’t do anything but let out needy moans as his wildest fantasy unfurled in front of him. You lightly dragged your lips along the ridge of his ear, breathing lightly against it before kissing the tip of his earlobe.

“Mmmh please let me feel you inside me baby, pleeeease?” you moaned against his skin, kissing along his sharp jaw and down his neck, “Don’t you wanna know how good my wet pussy feels wrapped around your cock?”

A shuddering moan left his chest at your provocative words. You looked up at him, siren eyes hypnotizing him. He nodded enthusiastically with a dazed expression, pupils blown wide with lust, completely drunk on arousal– mind floating out of his body.

“Y-Yes, pl-pleasee,” he hiccuped, struggling to process that this was happening to him in real life. 

“Hmmm good boy,” a devilish smile on your face, “just lay back and let me make you feel good, okayy baby?” 

You got off him, standing up and turning around to teasingly pull your shorts down, giving him a front-row seat as you bent over seductively, sliding them off at a torturous pace, exposing your lace-covered pussy from behind, a sweet little whimper leaving his lips as he saw the wet spot from your orgasm. Pulling off your shirt to reveal a matching bra, his brain malfunctioned at how exquisite you looked. 

You then began languidly pulling your panties down, revealing your decadent pussy to his eyes. “Ooohh my–" he gasped, "oh my god,” feeling the pulse in his erection as it twitched with desire. You flashed him a confident smile, fingertips dragging up and down the curves of your body, feeling his dark eyes on you, memorizing every touch and squeeze.

Seeing his eager cock, precum leaking from his tip and dribbling down his shaft, you licked your lips, pussy fluttering in excitement at the thought of being stretched by him. Crawling on top of him like a feline stalking her prey, you drank in the sensual power you felt as you locked eyes with him. 

You captured his lips in a sweet kiss, “Ready sweet boy?” you confirmed. He was more than ready for you, breathlessly watching your every move in anticipation of what came next. Your juicy pussy hovered just above the head of his cock, so close his sensitive tip could feel the heat radiating from between your thighs. He hazily nodded, head foggy with such unimaginable lust and desire he didn’t know was possible to experience.

You slowly began sinking down on his cock, both of you releasing depraved moans, delighting in the heavenly sensation of his thick cock sliding into the hilt, burying deep in your soaking wet pussy. Your hands splayed on his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall as he experienced the sinfully wet heat of your pussy for the first time. 

“Fuuuuckkk y/n, oh my god!” he cried out, he gripped the sheets with white knuckles. You gave him a moment, a sultry twinkle in your eye seeing him squirm in unbearable pleasure beneath you. 

You began riding him, the tight walls of your pussy squeezing his engorged cock as you slid him in and out, strained moans leaving his chest. You reached down to grab his hands, bringing them up to place on your waist as you bounced up and down on his dick. 

“How does that feel baby, hmm?” your voice pouring out of you like honey. He winced in unbearable pleasure, ���S-So, fuck–” struggling to respond between panting moans, “sooo f-fucking good” he sobbed.

Everything was too much, too good– the unbelievably gorgeous sight of you on top of him, breasts bouncing, the way your tight pussy was milking his inexperienced cock. Heat pooled in his lower abdomen as the pressure at the base of his cock began rapidly rising. 

He looked up at you, eyes flashing with anxiety. He was too enmeshed in the moment to find the words, but he knew he was going to cum quick. Sensing his urgency, feeling his cock twitch inside you, you leaned down to kiss him.

“Want you to cum inside me,” you purred against his lips, “want you to fill my pussy up, pleasee.” Your words rattled around his brain, the tether binding him to reality snapping. 

Every fiber lit aflame with pure ecstasy, his mind went blank– only a singular motive, his primal need to release himself inside you. 

His arms flexed as he wrapped them around you, pulling you in closer to his chest, fingertips digging into your skin as he began pounding your pussy from below. Sounds of two feral animals ravishing each other echoed off the walls as you simultaneously reached climax, his thrusts growing sloppy as he stuttered his hips up into you. 

Obeying your command, he plunged his length into you as deep as he could, strangled moans reverberating in his chest, cock spasming as he began pumping ropes of his thick, hot cum into your pussy in amounts he had no idea he was capable of producing. 

“Oof-fuckkk!” you mewled, “Feel so full, such a good boy,” you praised, your hand pressing above his cock, near the point where the two of you were fused as one. You rubbed his lower abdomen, tossing your head back in pleasure at the erotic sensation of being stuffed so full of his cock and cum, overwhelming warmth spreading through your core. He whimpered at your words, cock quivering as your pussy clenched around him, not yet wanting to unsheathe his sensitive length. 

You collapsed against his solid chest, both of you sweaty, panting messes holding each other in a loving embrace, completely drained from cumming multiple times. He closed his eyes, a satisfied smile on his face as he ran his fingertips soothingly up and down your back as you pressed kisses to where your lips met his skin. 

“That. was. amazing.” his smooth voice blurted, his ability to form coherent sentences returning to him, “Thank you so much,” he leaned his head down to press a meaningful kiss to your forehead. You giggled, endorphins flushing your system making you feel giddy with love, you could stay like this with him forever.

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If you read this far, thank you so muuuuch I luvv you!! ♡♡♡

[makima4ever]

König & Ghost HCs :3

OK I KNOW THE PICTURE IS KINDA SHIT WUALITY AND IM SORRY MY PHONE ISNT HAVING IT RN

fem aligned can interact js don’t be a bridge troll oktyLOVEU

König & Ghost x Cat-like M!reader HC!!

this is entirely separate from any current stories and might become a multiple post thing :3

KÖNIG!!!

~ When König first meets you, it’d be probably be on accident as you bump into the tall man! who disturbs thy?!???? You then see this hulk and MOUNTAIN of a man as your little brain reminds you of how SHORT you are!!!! your instincts are telling you to climb….. ((NO HATE I LOVE OUR SHORT KINGS AND QUEENS FOR I AM 5’2))

König clearly sees how small you really are in comparison to himself, making him ALSO SELF CONSCIOUS… LIKE HE CAN SEE THE DIFFERENCE CLEAR AS DAY AND IT MAKES HIM AMUSED BUT ALSO REALLY AWARE….

~ You, on the other hand… are also actually kinda INTRIGUED!! very tall man who’s tall as the highest fucking mountain… maybe you should climb?? :3 You attempt to climb up the very tall man using his gear and clothing as footing to climb up his body!!!!

König just sees you strolling up to him, as he wasn’t entirely nervous but he was kinda curious and feeling a little confident with a small smirk behind his mask- UNTIL YOU STARTED TO GRAB HIS VEST AND CLIMB UP HIS TORSO…

~ meanwhile König is shocked and slightly panicked as you climb up his tall beanstalk body, throwing him disarray as you scrambled to get to the top!!! He’s not gonna throw you off but he is definitely moving a bit as you climb to the top!!! :3

This was entirely fun until you hit your head against the ceiling… okay, maybe climbing a 6’10 man who’s height REACHES THE ROOF ISNT A GOOD IDEA…. you recoil and start falling!! You do land on your feet as you recoil in pain from hitting your head against the lovely ceiling lights :3 ((CURSE THE LIGHTS..))

~ König is currently making sure you don’t fall off, until you do!! Then he’s panicking until he turns around so fast he could’ve cracked his neck… then he sees you gracefully land on the ground after falling!!! He’s surprised at how well you moved this maybe does not have anything remotely… and this surely didn’t invoke anything:3

König is stunned for a moment until you make a sound akin to a.. meow? We’re not even sure what sound you made really… that noise creates a feeling that is insatiable…. HE REALLY WANTS TO PET YOU!! :3

- you are currently.. having a weird moment as you are making these weird cat.. noises? not really sure what to call them really, NOBODY DOES

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then, König slowly lifts a hand to your head as he pays it and scratches it with his hand (THIS IS KINDA CUTE??), just scratching your head and behind the ears as if he were petting an actual cat…

you let out a purr(?) noise, again we can’t tell what noise you’re making but it’s somewhat like a purr… maybe??? KÖNIG IS JS SHOCKED… CAT?!?!?

GHOST!!!!

~ honestly, he had already known your reputation since it was slightly infamous but he generally wasn’t even sure of you in terms of like vibe…

when he does finally meet you in the flesh?? You didn’t even seem off or any different from any soldier in terms of general looks but he did notice your slimmer figure

~ Ghost then has this internal monologue of why the FOOK he notices your body first then he sees you walking on over to him as Ghost continues to idle, chest slightly puffed as he sizes you up although not really… you then lift your head to look up at him as he can see your face

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he’s stunned, like outright stunned as he takes a moment to process this as you poke at his body, like a cat pawing at an arm or kneading someone’s back :3

from that moment on he now fully believes your c/s, but he doesn’t warm up to you immediately but he does find your cat personality amusing a lot :3

[theangelsheardyou]

At the hospital rn so here are some headcanons of bsd men with cats

Chuuya:

- *cat meows* *he meows back*

- likes cats that are chubby

- if someone so much as says "heck" in front of his beautiful little baby he will go on a rampage

- "WHICH ONE OF YOU MOTHERFUCKERS HAS BEEN SWEARING IN FRONT OF MY LITTLE GIRL"

- absolutely spoils the shit out of his cat

- BTW it's a black one with elegant green eyes and she's a total bitch but that's why he loves her

- same spoiled rich bitch energy

- they were made for each other

- he def rants about dazai to her

- idk abt a name yet but I'm thinking he'd name her something fancy like a type of wine or an author of an old book he likes or smth

- they look like they judge people together

- they absolutely do

- if you think ur safe no u are not

- she does not like dazai AT ALL

- whenever he sees her he tries to be friendly and even give her treats but she just hisses or ignores him

- *dazai enters chuuyas apartment (uninvited)* heya Eleanor!

Eleanor: *hisses*

Dazai: okay! :D

Dazai:

- ohhh dazai's cat would absolutely despise him

- it's not really his cat, it just kinda keeps coming back to him for food

- whenever he tries to be affectionate with it it just hisses or bites him

- but it still keeps coming back the next day

- hmmmm sounds like a certain someone

- he also gets the shittest cat foods ever

- "heyyyy I hope you like this new tuna I got ya!!! It's chocolate flavored :)"

- the cat will def vomit on his shoes

- it's happened more often than u think

- BTW it's an orange tabby that he likes cause it's mean and orange and reminds him of someone

- GEE I WONDER WHO

Fyodor:

- fyodor has the most spoiled snooty ass little Persian cat in the whole entire world

- it looks exactly like the ones you see in cartoons

- she's all white with pretty blue eyes and a nice little collar that costs like 10,000 in usd

- I can also see him with a cat like chuuyas, u know the ones villains in movies usually have

- tje black pointy slender ones

- you'd walk into his lair or smth and it's all dark and it's just him in his chair facing you and caressing the cat on his lap

- me next me next ME NEXT ME NE

- it also acts like his own personal spy, by lurking around his enemies (dazai) and finding out all sorts of dirt on them (his love for chuuya) and bringing them to fyodor for him to exploit (putting a hand on his forehead and eyes going "the gays are at it again")

Nikolai:

- your friendly neighborhood animal abuser😝

- u know that cat from the start of princess and the frog???

- the one that lottie had when she was a kid???

- yea it's like that

- bro torments the SHIT out of that poor kitty (mine next please please)

- he would come home and just throw it into the air as a greeting

- his ceiling is covered in cat scratches from every time he's done it

- atp he would just randomly go "Hey where nikolai junior???" Like he's Phineas and Ferb looking for perry meanwhile his poor tortured cat is hiding from him somewhere

- he would bring that thing everywhere

- airport, barbers, hospital, restaurant, PRISON

- "sir you can't have pets in here" "awww why not :((((" "because this is a correctional facility"

- he'd be with the gang😎 and sigma jus goes "nikolai....what's in your shirt???" And he's like wdym?? And sigma goes "it's...meowing?? What have you got in there???" And nikolai has to answer very carefully bc of all the times fyodor has told him NOT TO BRING HIS GODDAMN CAT INTO THEIR MEETINGS so he just smiles sweatily and says "drugs" which for him is honestly way more believable but fyodor just sighs

Anyway that's all I got for now wish me luck at the hoptal guys :DDD

[baahsu]

SIGH ITS ME LOCAL VSCEST WHORE BACK AGAIN. neways my minds fr like a fishbowl rn bc my one braincell keeps swimming back n forth btwn thinking about "yoniji dog and cat dynamic" and "super possessive of his all his siblings ichiji" but since you urself made the "craving manhandling yoniji" post ill give you my silly strange little thoughts on that one first. but know that possessive ichiji is also coming sometime soon bc he makes me crazy lmao

SO as we all know, yonji is very much puppy coded, but what we DONT know/talk enough about is how cat coded niji is. like i'm confident that mf would start purring if you pet his head n carded your fingers thru his hair

so cat and dog dynamic, already great, but now it's YONIJI where the puppy is like a head taller than the cat and the puppy loves the cat very much and wants to carry the cat around like a fancy handbag and wants to make the cat see stars (in more ways then one ;]) and this whole time the cat is like "🤬😡😾🙄" bc like. yeah niji feels the same way but GOD yonji you are a literal '''''emotionless''''' prince AND soldier please stfu you are embarrassing him 😭😭

yonjis the one who'll pull any of his siblings into his lap whenever he wants to, even in front of soldiers/staff bc A. hes physically affectionate and B. he just. can. lol (what are 0123 gonna do?? physically overpower him when theyre LITERALLY in his lap??? maybe sanji could if he was desperate but thats abt it fagagfaaghwf and if any soldier/staff member made a comment abt it they'd just fuckin die lol)

AND yonji likes doing this to niji the most bc the others just dgaf about it (ichiji doesnt mind- a chair is a chair- this one just happens to want its hands wrapped around his waist, reiju finds it cute and endearing, and sanji might've been tense about it at first but after a while he just melted into it bc ZAMN hes touch starved) but niji VERY MUCH gives a fuck about it. he gets sooo flustered and red in the face- twisting in yonjis lap and banging his fists against yonjis head n chest and shrieking "let me go you fucking ape!" in a voice an octave higher than usual. yonji is simply sitting there like "😊😊😊" bc his ass is NOT listening. hes prolly lost in his head thinking about how hard hes gonna be fucking niji within the next 3 minutes if he doesnt stop that damn squirming.

ALSO fitting cat and dog dynamic methinks- yonji bites. affectionately. like ofc he does hickeys and claim marks but sometimes he'll just go up to niji or any of 0123 and (lightly, gently) bite them somewhere on their arm or shoulder or finger to be affectionate. (is this me projecting?? maybee <3<3) niji, resident cat who finds biting as a challenge, does NOT fucking get it and goes "??!?!? motherfucker WHAT?!?!" everytime it happens. 013 understand that its meant to b affectionate but instead of telling niji this they simply watch this interaction go down whenever it happens bc its Really Fucking Funny

and to end it out, obviously yoniji fuck like animals in heat, too. yonji with the doggy style and deep growls in nijis ear and the (strong, heavy) bites that draw blood all along his neck and thighs. and niji with nails that leave scratches all along yonjis skin and whos back can arch better than any cats and who sure as hell ACTS like a cat by constantly whining and complaining the whole time during sex abt yonji smothering him with affection but the second yonji sighs n eases up on em niji immediately goes "!! what the Fuck do you love me or not??!?!". yonji quickly realizes that sometimes the best thing to do is just shove some fingers in his mouth to get him to stfu :)))

OKAY and fin lol. they are so silly yet hot together. goofy whores, even. they make each other better AND worse. i love them.

-J.J c(:

No no no but this is so good?? So accurate?? Even the little details?? Ichiji doesn't mind yonji putting him on his lap because it's just another seat to him?? Yonji's ready to murder someone if they say shit about what he's doing?? Everyone's amused at how much of a dumbass niji is?? I LOVE IT ALL

Cat and dog dynamic just fits so perfectly for yoniji it's crazy!!

Yonji is that mix of being a huge dog that doesn't realize it grew too much and of being a huge dog that's pretty much aware it grew and it's making the most out of it. He's constantly craving physical affection, you can see it in his eyes and in his figurative tail that's constantly wagging as he trails behind his siblings, the catch is that if they ignore him he can just manhandle them all, toss them over his shoulders and plop them on his lap when he gets to a couch

Then there's niji, only outwardly accepting physical affection on his own terms, but making a scene if he gets ignored for too long. He's always threading that line of "I hate you, leave me alone" and "I hate you slightly less today, come cuddle me"

So when you put them together it's just hilarity overload. Niji has no chance against yonji, he can't fight him, can't overpower him, he can't barely even move when yonji got his arms around him (even worse when yonji gets his whole body on top of him). But it's obvious to everyone niji secretly loves it, he feels yonji's weight and warmth and the way he mercilessly pounds into him and he just purrs and whines uncontrollably

I also think ichiji's kinda like a cat too, except he's the type that just sits there on his own, judging everyone and just takes it if someone decides to do something to him. And by someone I mean yonji and reiju, if it's niji or sanji his other side comes out and he'd much rather tease them for being needy

[nethercomfies]

Okay okay but consider a small story where Thoma's s/o tries to sort of gather the animals he feeds that really love him with little bows around their necks in Thoma's favourite colours to sorta surprise him for his bday but it goes wrong so when Thoma arrives at the designated spot his s/o is comically disheveled with twigs, mud and a few scratches on them.

Like. I'm just entertaining the idea rn. But I'm not good at writing Thoma yet so I can't write it for myself at least now. Or just. Any cutesy birthday fic for the beautiful sunshine boy.

- I'm feeling really shy bc I'm sharing this so I'll go on anon but *hint hint* I'm on your taglist and my @ starts with an e 😳

YOU HAVE A MASSIVE BRAIN MY FRIEND

I wanted to write smth for his birthday but couldn't decide, but this is perfect 👀👀

Characters: Thoma (featuring the Kamisato siblings)

Content: This is just pure fluff, gn!reader

Word count: 882

Taroumaru is the only well-behaved pet in all of Inazuma, you decide, as you desperately try to catch one of the stray cats to put a small red ribbon on it. They usually wait here outside of Komore teahouse in hopes of receiving treats and a few pats when Thoma comes around for a visit. You pout as the small animals slips from your grasp once again, this time hissing a little. Taroumaru sits on the porch next to you, gently butting his head against you in what can only be a demonstration of sympathy for you. He didn't even bat an eye when you replaced his usual headband with one of the ribbons you got. If only you were that lucky with the other animals as well. At least there's still time before Thoma arrives… He usually spends the mornings of his birthdays with the Kamisato siblings and for today you practically begged them to keep Thoma there for as long as possible so you could try to prepare everything.

"Come here", you desperately say to the white kitten that watches you with a curious gaze as you stretch your hand out to her. She's one of your favourites, occasionally taking naps on your lap when you tag along with Thoma. Surely, she wouldn't betray you like the others do, right?

She slowly draws closer, giving your hand a cautious sniff before rubbing her head against it. You give her a few pats, scratching her favourite spot behind her ear, before pulling her into your lap and carefully putting on the ribbon. For a moment it seems like she's okay with it, aside from a questioning look at your triumphant smile… Then, she begins playfully pawing at the ribbon's band, pulling off the whole thing in the process. You just sigh. Maybe it will be easier with the dogs?

You quickly learn you were gravely mistaken when the dogs decide that they really like this new game you're trying to play with them, turning it into a round of catch more than anything. This isn't made better by the fact that it had rained the entirety of yesterday, meaning that the ground is still muddy. By the time you sit back down in defeat, you're covered in mud and exhausted from running around.

For a brief moment you wonder if there’s still time to change into different clothes, but it’s then when you hear a familiar, shocked voice behind you. “Y/N, what happened to you? Are you okay?” You sigh. Of course he has to arrive now.

You turn around, switching your sour expression for a wide smile. “Hey, Thoma! I’m okay, don’t worry…” You consider hugging him, but that would only leave both of you muddy, wouldn’t it? Instead, you just grin up at him. “Happy birthday!”

His worried expression quickly fades, as he hugs you anyway (albeit a little more careful than usual.) Behind him, you catch a glimpse of the Kamisato siblings. Ayaka gives you an apologetic look and mouths a quick “sorry”, meanwhile Ayato is clearly trying to stifle his laughter, to which his sister (discreetly) elbows his ribs.

“Are you sure you’re fine?” She then asks, ignoring the massive grin on her brother’s face.

You nod. “I wanted to put ribbons on the animals Thoma likes to feed, but…” You helplessly mention at the small assembly of cats and (severely muddied) dogs who now innocently look up at you and Thoma.

Thoma laughs and leans down to pat them. “That’s so sweet of you… Don’t worry, it’s the idea that counts. Thank you.” You can’t help but sigh as all of a sudden the animals seem to have transformed into the sweetest little angels in Thoma’s presence. Not that you can blame them -- You, too, instantly feel calmer now that he’s there.

Your face lights up when you remember that your failed experiment isn’t the only thing you had for Thoma. “I actually have another present for you”, you say with a wide smile, “Let me get it for you!”

As he sees you heading for the teahouse’s entrance, Thoma quickly gets up to stop you. “Uhh… How about you… Let me get it… Or something?” He suggests, and you can’t help but notice the worried look at your muddy shoes. Ah right… He just wiped all the floors yesterday, didn’t he?

“But then it won’t be a surprise anymore”, you pout.

Ayaka then steps in. “Don’t worry, I’ll go get it!” With that, she disappears for a few minutes before returning with the bouquet of windwheel asters you got for Thoma. His face lights up when he sees them, looking just about ready to break into tears of joy.

“Oh, you really didn’t have to”, he says, but pulls you into another hug nonetheless, this time seemingly less cautious about any mud getting on him. You lean up to kiss his cheek with a smile.

“You told me how much you miss home, so I thought I’d at least get a small piece of Mondstadt here for you”, you explain, giving him another kiss.

He grabs the flowers and smells them, smile so bright that even the sun can’t compete. Seeing him this happy, you forget about all the trouble you previously went through.

[chil2de]

Hi! So I saw that your requests are open and is it okay if I request part two of the headcanons of Haikyuu characters being sent nudes by their girlfriend? Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Tendou and/or Ushijima this time? Thank you in advance if you happen to respond!

bzzz! - various haikyuu x reader

yes! thank you for requesting part 2 i had so much fun writing part one LMAOOO (and wow, can we just.. i mean... like 135 notes for a crack post? am i being spoiled rn😳) ! there’s some nsfw themes (for obvious reasons) and all characters are aged up :) enjoy!

read part 1 here if you haven’t already !

iwaizumi

- will definitely make some ungodly sound LMFAODJFH

- probably minding his business, cooking food w his mother at the table

- he’ll sound like a strangled cat, has never swiped off of a photo so fast in his life

- excuses himself to another room

- angry keyboard warrior typing, he’s all like

- “what is wrong with you”

- you just send another photo LOL

- DEFINITELY BLUSHING

- LISTEN

- he might be acting like this but this guy…

- he is literally thinking about all the things he wants to do to you

- HE IS DEFINITELY THE TYPE

- iwaizumi just lets out the most cockiest laugh, exhaling sharply

- does that thing where you pinch the bridge of your nose out of agitation

- “yeah? think you’re gonna act like that if i come over rn?”

- the absolute SPEED his resolve changes

- one minute he’s lecturing you the next threatening to fuck your brains out like okay thank you, we all know you’re just holding it in at this point

kageyama

- revising with hinata at the library

- they’re both working on a maths equation w their phones face down on the table so that they’re not tempted to message

- kageyama’s phone just vibrates

- they both ignore it cause they’ve restarted the revision session at least twenty times now

- “kageyama, your phone keeps buzzing”

- “i know you idiot, i can hear it”

- “aren’t you going to do anything?”

- “no, we’ve restarted too many times, let’s just keep going”

- bzzzz!

- “kageyama…”

- “uh-huh”

- bzzzzzz!

- “umm..”

- bzzzzzzzzzz!

- “okayokay, oh my god i got it”

- picks up his phone, eyebrows creasing when he sees your name pop up on snapchat

- but…. he told you he was revising

- literally chokes on the air he was breathing

- his eyes blow wide w shock (probably the arousal tbh) and he’s just staring at his phone with his lips slightly parted

- instantly turns his phone off and slams it face down onto the table, completely ignoring his erection LOL

- hinata just stares at him like …….

- “kage-“

- “shut up, idiot! we’re still revising!”

- his phone goes off again

- and again

- he picks it up again, mentally preparing himself for the worst

- yeah and the photo is more lewd this time, it took him over the edge

- he can hear hinata squeak as he tries to look at his phone and instantly slams hinata’s face into the table, getting up with his bag already over his shoulder

- doesn’t even say why he’s leaving, just leaves staring at his phone w the dirtiest smirk on his face

tendou

- 1000% the type to hum when he’s happy oh my god literally a million times over whenever he’s joyful he’s definitely out n about humming songs to himself

- ushijima’s just tryna ask him a question when his phone goes off

- “one sec,”

- he picks the phone up, lifting it to his ear,

- “hey, angel- what’s up?”

- for such a smooth and sweet talking mf, he knows exactly how to press your buttons

- acting all sweet and showering you with pet names but he knows exactly what you want

- “oh, you sent me a photo? can it wait, baby girl? sorry, i’m out with ushijima”

- you can hear the mocking tone laced into his words

- “whaaat? it’s urgent? really, you want me to look at it that badly?”

- ushijima looks confused as hell

- hes like dude just open it its a photo

- just stands off to the side waiting LMFAO he doesnt wanna take chances this guy already knows

- come on… ushijima’s seen the giant crimson coloured scratches littering tendou’s back whenever he changes shirts before/after practice,

- ushijima might be stoic as hell and be unable to read expressions but my guy knows that those marks are not cat scratches

- “hang on, ushijima, can you gimme a sec?”

- “yeah.”

- tendou hums a small tune, biggest grin stretching from ear to ear

- walks a few steps forward to make sure ushijima is out of earshot

- “you really couldn’t wait, huh? want me to come over and put you in your place, baby girl?”

ushijima

- oh my god this guy

- LMFAO

- absolutely DOES NOT know how to react

- prob just finished a workout, half naked w another towel around his neck

- takes a sip of his water bottle whilst scrolling through his phone

- checks the message from his girlfriend first (obviously, he loves you)

- squeezes the water bottle with a little bit more aggression than necessary

- d-does he say something? send one back? not respond?

- hell does he just show up on your doorstep?????

- has the most fucked up thoughts about how he’s gonna handle you but he doesn’t know how to respond to a photo LOL

- imagine this guy leaves you on opened but

- hes tryna think of how to respond

- listen he literally cannot think straight with this hard-on he’s like wtf am i supposed to do now

- starts pacing up and down the bathroom LODNBGHDBF

- ends up messaging u after like 5 minutes

- u see the “ushiwaka is typing…..” and ur like fuckin finally

- “i’m on my way”

- nice one, ushijima

- you smooth bastard

[b4kubiddies]

how bakugou would interact with animals: scenarios

characters: bakugou, gender neutral s/o

warnings: mention of bugs

okay so i saw this drawing of bakugou w/ a cat and i can’t stop thinking abt it so i wrote this 

i have so many pets

hope everyone had a great day :))

bunnies: I think he’d be okay with bunnies, he’s probably used to them from koda’s being around the dorms (have y’all seen the pic of him chasing koda’s bunny-). he spent lots of time outdoors as a kid, he was bound to cross paths with one sometime in his life. He probably wouldn’t want to hold yours if you had one, but he wouldn’t mind it, maybe even stroking it on occasions. 

you sat on the couch watching a show, your soft plush rabbit seated in your lap. katsuki sat to your left, switching his gaze back and forth between the tv and your lap, starring your favorite ball of fluff down. the bunny ruffled in your lap, shaking slightly from the look it had received from your partner. you looked down at the rabbit, soothing it by rubbing behind it’s ears and offering it another piece of lettuce. as it settled down, you saw bakugou reach his hand up, gently flattening the ears of the bunny with his large hand, a soft scowl on his face as he did so. you smiled, your heart swooning at the thought of such a big tough guy being soft for a silly little rabbit. 

guinea pigs: Bakugou is scared of them omg. I’ve had quite a few guinea pigs (i only have 2 rn), and every grown man i’ve showed them to was lowkey scared. They do bite on occasion, if you tickle them or if they simply don’t want to be touched. 

taking your tiny pet out of the cage, you set it down in it’s playpen to get some time to safely run. you stepped over the barrier, seating yourself on the floor with some treats in your hand. your guinea pig loved carrots, especially fed straight from your hand. bakugou walked in to your bedroom, cocking a brow at the sight of you sitting on the floor near the edge of the pen before he sat on the edge of your bed. you got out when you noticed him, scooping the small animal back into your arms. you sat next to him, noticing his intense stare at your guinea pig. you gently set the guinea pig on his lap without warning. the look of pure panic on his face was priceless, a grown man terrified of such a small creature. “scared, suki?” you teasingly asked, your partner looking up with a look mixed with anger and fright. the guinea pig nibbled at bakugou’s lap, you laughed slightly as you picked it back up to rid him of his fear. just as you were headed towards the cage, the fuzzy little thing peed on your arm. bakugou laughed incessantly as you stood there in anger and disbelief,telling you that karma sure is a bitch!

cats: he probably hates cats, they’re adorable but so so spiteful. he also hates that the cat gets most of your attention. 

katsuki was lounged on the couch, watching you play with your cat on the floor near his feet. you’d had it since before you got together, and it was almost heart wrenching to hear he wasn’t fond of your furry friend. as you swung the feather ended stick back and fourth, the cat darted in the same direction. as you moved the feather closer towards bakugou, the cat lept and clung to his calf, digging and sinking it’s sharp claws into his skin. katsuki hissed angrily, mumbling something along the lines of “shitty cat” as the feline released its claws and resumed playing. god did he hate that cat, constantly jumping on him to get to you, nuzzling in between you both to separate your cuddle sessions. you often heard him fight with the cat, yelling at it to move while he was cooking, then yelling when it spitefully pushed something on the counter. telling it not to come in the bathroom while he showered, not to scratch at the couch. their relationship was comedical to you, but god did he wish you’d get rid of that shitty cat. 

dogs: he loves dogs, especially big ones. he thinks they’re badass, “manly” as kiri would say. he loves the loyalty and strength dogs tend to have, finding it similar to himself. he wouldn’t mind a medium sized dog, but he wouldn’t like small dogs. there can only be one angry yapping pomeranian in the house, and he’s already filled that spot. (i’m not a big dog fan, don’t like the way they constantly lick you)

starting off so small and tiny, a pretty puppy with a bow collar in a box, the dog you had surprised your partner with for his birthday had grown as big as a beast. bakugou loved the dog, loved teaching it tricks and commands, even loved cooking it a spare piece of meat when he prepared dinner. this was hands down the best present he’d ever received, he’d put years and years of pride into making the clumsy lil’ pup into a well behaved companion. the dog often sat or layed with him on the couch, never straying far from katsuki’s side. as you stood up from your seat next to bakugou to get a drink from the kitchen, the dog stole your spot in an attempt to be closer to it’s favorite owner. you huffed as you sat down on the other end of the couch, katsuki chuckling at your reaction as he stroked the head of the pup laying in his lap. 

turtles: i think he’d find them intriguing. not his favorite animal, but he doesn’t mind them. 

you went to take the turtle out of the tank, ready to clean and scrub it. bakugou watched as you struggled to catch it, the damn thing swimming away every time you went for it. he walked over as you groaned in frustration, ready to help you catch it. he had seen wild turtles before, caught them in the river growing up with his friends (and that damn nerd deku). he knew you had to be patient, wait until they settle down before sneaking up on them. he took your hands out of the tank, giving the turtle a chance to calm down. he gently reached his large  hands in, grabbing and catching the small thing in one go. you scowled at his success, him smirking back at you as a silent brag. he helped you clean the tank, you scrubbed the turtle’s shell to reduce the risk of shell rot. when you were finally done you thanked him, joking that if he hadn’t helped you would have had turtle soup for dinner.

lizards (this ones abt geckos): i think they also kinda interest him, there are some really pretty lizards and he likes the pattern of the one you have. he likes to watch them hunt their food, he thinks its badass. 

katsuki watched you scoop the lizard up, softly placing it near your neck. they always love the spot, it’s so nice and warm that they often fall asleep. he watched it crawl around you, running up your neck before settling in it’s favorite spot. you began to clean it’s tank, ridding it of all the bugs that had not been eaten. he watched as you changed it’s water and the matt on the bottom of the tank, the lizard sitting nice and pretty the whole time. it was as if it knew it had pretty colors, wanting to display them for everyone to see. you set it back down in the tank, watching it crawl into the safety of it’s dark hiding hut. bakugou made his way over to you, startling you as he slipped his arms around your waist. he peered over your shoulder as you dropped in some food, closely paying attention to the way it lunged at the crickets, unapologetically devouring them. you both cheered the lizard on, somehow fit was fun to watch the small thing eat.  

[wakatvshi]

jean and you adopting a stray cat or dog or something I just need happy jean rn

here we go here we go. i’m going to do a little modern au drabble for this! 

Jean stared at you as you stood in the doorway, grocery bags on your arms like he’d expected. But in your hands and currently being shoved in his face was a little brown puppy. “Uh... Hi?” He raised an eyebrow at you looking past the puppy that was trying it’s best to lick him in the face. 

“Let us in please.” You waved the puppies paw in his face and he stepped aside slowly. How you ended up going to the store for sugar and ended up with a puppy he hoped you’d explain. “Look at him! He’s a cutie isn’t he!” He’d been too busy staring at the dog that he’d not noticed you put the groceries down. 

Jean nodded slowly, “He’s very cute.” he raised a hand and scratched it’s head, “But who is he?” You shoved the dog in his arms and your smile grew. “And where did he come from?” 

The bags you’d sat down, he now noticed, had dog accessories in them. “He was just in the street.” You were petting the puppy while it rested in Jean’s arms. “He kept following me so I just... I kinda picked him up?” A look of guilt flashed over your face. “I was thinking... we could keep him? Or we could find him a good home! But I couldn’t leave him there.”

Staring down at the dog who’d relaxed and rested his head on Jean’s chest and then to you, looking at him with big eyes he felt the corners of his lips twitch. “I mean... I’ve kinda always wanted a dog.” When you took the puppy from his arms, his smile grew. “We need to name him though.” 

“Jean Jr!” 

“Not happening!”

[moved-danganronpamess]

Just give me Fuyuhiko, the baby needs some love.

GUESS WHO'S BACK

BACK AGAIN

Me beech, ayo wassup- :D

I!! Love!! Fuyuhiko!! I saw this in our inbox while I was on break and went "✨SNATCH✨" because I adore him to bits. He's like- my favorite character in the series and I- I simp for him so much- no words can describe how much I love him. I genuinely couldn't wait to write this because I constantly have Fuyuhiko brain rot, so get ready for me to ramble. I have like- a lot of ideas so this may be a bit unorganized or all over the place. This one's for my fellow Fuyuhiko simps!!

A bit of a warning for a curse word or two. This is Fuyu afterall-

Hope you enjoy this, my buttercup!

- 🌺💖Mod Rantaro💖🌺

Fluffy Fuyuhiko HCs!

AYO time for me to simp-

I feel like he's someone who needs time to get used to physical affection, but when he does get used to it, he genuinely craves and adores it.

Because I would imagine he's extremely touch-starved. I mean, his childhood consisted of him almost dying because of his parents' fighting, so I wouldn't think that they were very affectionate or loving towards him or Natsumi.

Like- like sometimes, when he wants cuddles, but you're busy or something, he just clings to you. Doesn't say a word, and if you point it out, he denies it.

"Fuyu, what are you doing?"

"Nothing. I don’t know what you’re talking about."

While you literally can't move because he's holding onto you.

If he was a cat he’d be one of those cats that deliberately sits on your keyboard and doesn’t move until you give him head scratches or something.

I also like to imagine that Fuyuhiko has freckles on his shoulders and arms, maybe a few on his hands.

Why? Freckles are cute damMIT-

And when you're cuddling, you're constantly tracing your fingers over his freckles, like you're trying to count them. Whether it be caressing his face or his shoulders, he just- melts on the spot. It's really sweet to him, even if he'll never admit it.

I also think he’s easy to gross out, but by like... Regularly gross things, I guess?

Like my guy sees a dead body and turns a blind eye but if you blow a spitball at him he’s freaking out over it.

“eW IS THAT A SPITBALL?! HOW FUCKING OLD ARE YOU-” 

He has big mom friend energy and nobody can change my mind. I can see Nagito constantly getting paper cuts and Fuyuhiko always having bandages on him because of that.

Or fixing Kaz’s clothes because he always looks disheveled in some way, to the point of Kazuichi not even questioning it anymore after a while.

But he’ll act like he’s annoyed. You know, he’s gotta keep his tough persona. Even if he’s genuinely worried for his dumb friends.

Anyways stan mom friend Fuyu-

Back to the relationship stuff sorry for going off track um- 

He always blushes whenever you kiss. Whether it be your first or millionth kiss, he's bright pink.

And at first his kisses were very gentle, mostly because he held himself back a lot. He was afraid he'll hurt you, but with time and reassurance, he became a lot more passionate.

Also sQUISH HIS CHEEKS, PLEASE.

They're so soft and hdbddh🥺💕

*mod rantaro simping noises*

He may try to bat your hands away and get embarrassed, but it's all worth it.

And he? Doesn't hate it?? He actually thinks it's lowkey cute???

But again, mr boss baby over here would never admit it.

I’m sorry but my cat keeps batting my goddamn face with his tail like sIR CAN YOU STOP

If you call him handsome he malfunctions.

Like ok he's used to being called cute and yet barely handles it- you tell him he's handsome and his brain goes "MARRIAGE RN💍🧎🏼‍♂️" because it's just?? So domestic and precious and he just goes soft??? Mans ready to give you a ring, gIVE HIM YOUR FINGIE-

Fuyuhiko honestly hates the fact that he’s actually SO cheesy.

He just wants a warm, loving relationship that will last forever. He wants to get married, grow old with you, maybe have kids if you’re up for it. But if you don’t want human babies, animal babies are fine too!

Speaking of animal babies, cats gravitate towards him for some reason. It’s like he’s a cat magnet. If you ever go to a cat cafe the kitties will just be all over him and completely ignore everyone else.

Me too random cats I put in here, me too

Maybe it’s because he doesn’t smother them or go out of his way to pet them. Who knows-

He really likes to sleep in with you, or just stay in bed all day.

You’re so warm... He just wants to be in your arms.

Please kiss the scar on his eye by the way. He may or may not tear up a little.

Even with you knowing what he’s done in the past, you still adore him, and always will. And he can’t thank you enough for that.

Also, lowkey won't admit he likes being the little spoon. The feeling of being protected and cared for by the one you love most, it's just,,, heaven to him,,

Totally not me just projecting because I wanna hold him um

He buys you a lot of stuff. I would imagine that before you started dating, he would always give you something on Valentine's Day and then brush it off as him "not wanting to hear you complain about not getting anything all day".

If you got him something in return he's extremely flustered, but says something along the lines of ",,, not like I wanted any of this stupid shit from you but ok" while on the inside he's just "GEHDGDJDBDN🥺💕💗💘💝💓💕🥺💗💘"

Don't let his tsundere self fool you, he is literally the definition of whipped.

*chav accent* AYO LUVS✋😩 Been a while, huh? I'm still not in tippy-top shape but I'm doing... Relatively ok! I'm glad to be back though, I missed you all a bunch!

Make sure to drink some water, take any meds you may need to, and maybe eat some fruit or candy! Lotsa love from me, my buttercup baby! <3

[akakeiiji]

IMAGINE YOU GETTING KAGEYAMA A PET FOR HIS BIRTHDAY (rat, owl, cat etc.) AND NOT KNOWING THAT ANIMALS HATE HIM, SO IT JUST ATTACKS HIM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DINING HALL DKDNNDK

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR FAVORITE BLUEBERRY BTW 🥺🥺💕💕💕 I LOVE HIM SM, HE DESERVES THE ENTIRE WORLD

IM LITERALLY CACKLING RN, I CAN SEE IT SO CLEARLY IN MY HEAD

Okay so you and Tobio have been dating for a while now, everything is swell, everything is perfect

So when his birthday was approaching you knew that you had to do something special for him which was easier said than done

You had no idea what to get him; you were running around in circles in Hogsmeade looking at every shop and store in town but there was nothing special enough for your boyfriend

Then you suddenly notice a small owl store you always walked past and remembered that Tobio doesn't have any pets

This wasnt uncommon of course, not everyone felt the need to get an owl or cat or toad but you always noticed how he would stare at your owl in fascination whenever it dropped by to visit you in the Great Hall

So you being the genius that you were, bought him his very own: it was a small little thing, it was pure black with bright orange eyes and he seemed perfect for Tobio

On the day of his birthday, you wrote a sweet letter for him, gave it to his owl and tied a small orange ribbon on him like he was a little present

It was sweet, thoughtful and just the perfect surprise for him

Well at least you thought it was

You were seated with Tobio, shaking eagerly in your seat when all the owls suddenly soared into the great hall, all laden with their own packages and letters to deliver

Then you saw the familiar black owl soar towards you two, you pointed towards it, directing Tobio's attention to the bird when the owl's eyes suddenly narrowed and it suddenly aimed its sharp talons towards your confused boyfriend

THE OWL JUST BEGAN ATTACKING HIM IM SO SORRY

IT KEPT FLYING BY, GRABBING HIS HAIR, SCRATCHING HIM AND PECKING AT HIM, IT WAS PURE CHAOS

Some were screaming, some were laughing okay it was only oikawa who was laughing, but most were just staring in horror as the demon bird was attempting to annihilate Tobio

Eventually it stopped and just flew out of the hall after enough people started shooing him away but not without dropping the letter in front of Tobio bc bitch may hate him but it does its job right

He'd immediately open the letter and read its contents, thinking it was from someone who had some vendetta against him but surprise surprise it was actually from you

You were so apologetic, nearly in tears as you explained everything as you wiped the scratches on his arms and face but he couldn't blame you, it's not like you knew how much animals detested him

It's why he never got a pet and why he didn't take Care of Magical Creatures during his third year 🤧🤚

Okay but as horrible that experience was, Tobio is honestly still happy with the gift because as much as animals hates him, he still loves them so much and wants one of his own

He's always wanted his own owl but never dared getting one—every time he enters pet stores they all go berserk—but now he does whether he likes it or not

It takes a lot of patience and effort and visits to the hospital wing but eventually the owl learns to tolerate Tobio 😌😌🤚 they're by no means best friends but they're getting there

[thermaflute]

Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader

a/n: As promised, I finished that damn essay so here’s some smut. I whipped it up pretty quickly but yeah, need me this energy rn 😳.

Summary: It’s been a long time since you’ve two have had a proper night together. It’s starting to get on your nerves...

Warning: Angst (and comfort lol), cussing, 18+ activities, all characters are in their 20′s 

Word Count: 2.5

You eyed yourself in your mirror after applying lip gloss, it’s been about 30 minutes since he said he’d be here. You’ve been adjusting yourself in this tiny mirror for hours, feeling your heart fill and deflating with every car you think is his but isn’t. Your chest seemed to slouch uncomfortably in your outfit, you sighed and went fixing it so they appeared decent. You gave yourself one final smile and decided you didn’t want to wait outside anymore.

“Yes, I’m under Ms. L/N.” The host smiles at you and leads you across the restaurant. The restaurant was a comfortable cold, lit by warm lamps and blue lighting. Definitely felt too fancy but you wanted to give it a chance. Your host smiles again and places the menus down on the table. It was covered in a white cloth, multiple cutlery, and 4 different glasses. As someone who’s used to wobbly folding tables and the harsh scratched up wood in bars, this was very different for you. 

The sun was setting over the buildings and it just seemed so romantic. You made a mental note to take a photo together when Shinsou arrives.

Your waiter approaches the table with bread and some kind of oil before filling 2 of the 4 glasses with water. “Hello, is there anything we could start you off with this evening or are you waiting for a guest.”

You smile sheepishly at the waiter, “I’m waiting, but I would actually like to order some wine, I don’t know any brand names though so give me whatever you think tastes the best.” 

“Sure! I’ll be right back out with that.”

You pulled out your phone, hoping to get a text that he was on his way or approaching but it was still nothing. The waiter returned with the bottle and filled your glass, the other glass remained empty. You slowly watched lights flicker on, continuing off where the sun left off about an hour ago. 

You honestly should’ve left hours ago but you didn’t want to face the embarrassment of leaving alone, but at this point you think the waiter feels the embarrassment for you. You take another look at the city at night, deciding it was time to join everyone else in going to bed. The second your legs lifted up you feel a hand shove you down, you look up confused for your eyes to meet with two purple ones. Your look of confusion turns into a frown. “I’m kind of tired Toshi, I’d like to leave.” 

“I’m sorry kitten, there was a crime spree tonight and they really needed my help. It’s been terrible. But I know you’ve been waiting for long, please don’t go. He watches you struggle with your emotions before sighing and putting your bag back on the table. He takes his own seat and sits across from you. “I haven’t been at home lately-”

“You got that right.” You weren’t trying to be pissy, it was just weeks of getting put on the back burner that seemed to be pouring out of you now. “I’m sorry Hitoshi, I just, really wish you were around more. I know being a hero is important to you, so it’s important to me too. I just- I just want to see you more often, and on time, that’s all.”

He stays silent for a moment, trying to figure out what to say. He really hasn’t seen you as much as he’d like to, oftentimes he came home and you were already asleep. He wanted a warm meal with his baby, not leftovers in the fridge and your sleeping back to him. “I will take some days off, and we can do absolutely nothing for a few days, just the two of us.” 

He looks at your disgruntled face turn into a small smile, “Really? That sounds great, maybe we can have a picnic. We haven’t had one of those since High school?”

“Has it really been that long?”

“Well, depends on if you count that time we broke down and ate that sandwich outside as a picnic.” You both laugh at that, the air seemed to clear and you two ordered for real this time. 

Dinner was saved, and you had a great time, both of you seeming to forget that you were at a fancy restaurant and talking about nonsense until they closed. 

You got into his car and settled into the passenger seat, ready to get home and just cuddle with your boyfriend. A call rings down his cell and he answers it with urgency. “Yes? Oh.”

You look at him quizzatively, and he looks at you knowing fully that you’re about to get mad.

“Yes. I’ll be there soon.” 

“Hitoshi! Where are you going?!”

“I know I just apologized about this but, I have to go to work again. There’s a raid operation tonight and I’m the only person that can get it done.”

“Bullshit.”

“You can get upset about it as much as you want but It’s important for me to be there.”

He closed the door to his shared apartment quietly, he didn’t want to disturb your sleep. Two cats ran through his legs, they also missed seeing him around. “Ah, I’ve been neglecting everyone huh?” The two cats purred and chirped as he pet them, not knowing a thing about relationship problems.

_____

He opened the door to the bedroom slowly, he heard your earbuds blaring music. You were definitely awake and just being sad. He left you alone and showered, not wanting to track rubble and ash everywhere. 

“I don’t care man, just drop me off.” He rolled his eyes at your attitude and drove off into the night. The two of you pulled up to the apartment and you left without even saying goodbye, he saw the tears in your eyes as you walked into the building. He sat there momentarily, wondering if he should chase after you but he realized you wouldn’t listen and left it alone. 

You heard the shower turn off through your music and waited for your love to wrap his arms around you. The touch never came, instead you heard him exit the room entirely with his own set of blankets, cueing you to run out to him. “So you want to sleep alone?” You looked at him with pure exhaustion in your eyes, you were waiting for him to come home.

“No, I just didn’t know if you were still upset and wanted to give you some space.” 

“The last thing I want from you is some space. I just want you, but it feels like you don’t want me.”

He looks at you hurt that you’d even say that. “Hey you know that's not true, don’t tell me that.”

“Don’t tell me I’m lying when I know I’m not.”

“You don’t sound like you know anything right now.”

You looked infuriated, “Okay, cool. Keep the bed, I’m staying with a friend tonight.” 

“No you’re not Y/n,” he grabs your wrist and stares at you intensely. 

“Yes I fucking am, let me go.” You pull from his grasp.

“Are you done acting like a bitch?”

“Actually, I’m no-” You feel yourself slacken and stop. Your brain makes the motions to move but your limbs would not respond, he was definitely using his quirk on you. 

He grabs your arms firmly and stares at you, clearly pissed as well. “Good, now that you’re done being a brat. I love you, and I know I haven’t been around enough to say it but don’t just assume I don’t want you.” You said nothing of course, but god did you feel his deep voice. “Walk to the room.” 

You follow his command and walk in, he lets his control of you go and you look at him, a mixture of still anger and...something else in your eyes. “So being pissy is what it takes to use your quirk on me, okay.” He knew he shouldn’t have done that but he really would’ve hated himself if he let you leave. 

“Look, I-”

“Do it again.” The tense air fills with confusion, he doesn’t really think he heard you clearly.

“Wait did you say to do it again?” 

You nodded at him, “Yes, or do I have to complain again to get you riled up.” The empty feeling returned to your head as you felt yourself float away to blankness. 

“I never stopped being mad at you the first time. If I knew you were into this we could’ve done this a long time ago.” You said nothing, he smiled. “Take off your shirt.” 

You felt your fingertips graze your body as you completed an action that was simultaneously entirely and not entirely of your own volition. You felt yourself already reeling, it’s been about a month since you two have had sex and you didn’t realize how badly you missed the feeling until just then.

He hummed to himself and hovered above you, grabbing your chin as you stared off into nothing. “Look at me”. You comply, and he stares back at you, ravenous. “You’ve been very bitchy today, I can think of plenty of other uses for your smart mouth, can you?” You continue to stare at him, you wish you could just put your mouth on his dick already but the fact that you can’t move at all is what’s getting you going. He strokes his hand through your hand and settles on the back of your hair. His other hand makes quick work of his underwear and you feel your body tighten at the sight of his dick, god it was so pretty. 

He let it rest against your cheek, you still stared up at him, motionless. He could feel your breath against his length and he so badly wanted to shove himself down your throat. You made no movements that weren’t ordered, but he can tell through your eyes that you were desperate for this as well. But not tonight. 

He pulled your hair back so you’d fall backwards onto the bed, he easily pushed you further back and got on his knees. “Don’t move”. God he knows you’re a squirmer. You wish you could see him, but you had to settle on the feeling of him sliding your underwear off unbearably slow before returning to breathe inches away from your heat. You felt kisses up your thigh as he situated his large hands on the sides of your hips. At this rate you were going to cum instantly the second he touched you. You could feel him laugh against you. “I didn’t know you liked this that much”, he kisses your heat and begins to lavishly tend to the flame that’s been burning in you for weeks now. He kept to slow circular motions that turned a lot more passionate, he was eating you out like it was his last meal. It was the strangest sensation ever, you wanted to writhe so badly, wanted to push yourself up against him, wanted to grab his hair and scream but your body laid their limp as if you weren’t even there. Truly you weren’t, even your thoughts were fuzzy and fading, it’s as if you were viewing this from a foggy window. You could feel everything though, every flick, every slurp, every finger, everything. You tried concentrating on your incoming orgasm when he suddenly let’s his control of you go. Immediately you begin to cry out, not being too concerned that it was nearly 3 AM. Your hand immediately entwines with those gorgeous purple locks of his and you feel yourself teeter the edge of insanity. 

His fingers curl upwards and rubs the top of your walls at a sickening pace, the intensity on your clit is still as wild as it was before. You feel yourself bite down in an attempt to silence your orgasm but it came out anyway in harsh gasps and moans, it sounded like you were sobbing. 

He licks his fingers and you watch him with a desperate look in your eye, feeling your orgasm taper into lust again. 

“You ready for more,” he asks with a devilish smile on his face.

“Pleas-” You fade into the haze again, you can’t wait to have your hips broken in.

“Lay back kitty, I’ve treated you really nicely, but now I’m going to show you what happens to bitches that want to argue.” You move backward and he follows you further up your shared bed, the loving look in his eyes when he was between your legs was no longer present. He was going to use you, violently, as hard and as fast as he wanted to, and you were gonna watch. His hips quickly made contact with yours and he stopped, slowly dragging out of you so your walls could miss him. He smiled at you and caressed your cheeks before he slammed into you all the way once more, his purple eyes piercing through yours as you felt your walls throb on him. His pacing became frantic, his strong hands were gripping the life out of your hips, your ragdolled body doing nothing but taking everything he could give you.

“Raise your hips.” You did as you were told, the new angle making your thighs desperately want to buckle but his focus on you kept you sturdy. He was absolutely relentless, his own groans were loud and as rough as his movements. He felt your walls clenching around him and he gripped down hard on your thighs, deciding he wasn’t going to let you go this time. 

Your whole body ached and you felt like you were on the verge of either collapsing or going to heaven. The hazy cloud in your brain knocked any other thought but his dick out of your mind, in this moment the only thing that mattered was the orgasm you were about to get fucked into.

“God you’re still such a fucking slut for me. I haven’t seen you so lewd since we first moved in. I guess I should give you what you want. Come for me kitty.”

Just like that you came, hard. His own incoming orgasm ruined his focus on you and you began to repeat his name like a mantra as you saw the blistering whites of heaven. He buckles into you, violently gripping your shoulders as he unloads inside of you, he watches your eyes roll to the back of your head at the sensation of his cum filling you. You’re both happy in heaven, loving this moment of sincerity and closeness. Your ears continued to ring as you tapped his shoulder, he pulled out of you and moved up to hug you. 

“I’m sorry I haven’t been here, I really am Y/n, you’re the most important person to me and I don’t know where I’d be without you” he lets out between his still harsh breathing.

“I’m sorry I wouldn’t listen Toshi, I just really missed you and I was scared that you were tired of me.”

“That’s impossible” he laughs into the crook of your neck and you both feel ready to fall asleep but know that you have to clean up first.

“Toshi?”

“Yes?”

“Could you carry me to the shower, my legs hurt.” 

You can feel him chuckle against you before moving to pick you up, “of course kitten.” 

[sonderthroughthestreets]

“Is the cat in a onesie?” “Uh, no?”

Hello anon! Hope you like this💕

(Also the cat doesnt have a name because I’m not creative enough rn :((( and sorry for the dialogue I wrote most of this at like 6am so I have lost braincells sjsjdbbd lol)

The rain had come harsh and sudden.

It had started out as a trickle when Robbe finished his classes for the day and made his way to the bike rack to unclasp the lock, but somewhere in between turning a corner and crossing a street, he’d been met with downpour. He tried to pedal faster and faster, both irritated and impatient to get to his destination. The rain was soaking through his clothes, through his brown jacket and into his grey shirt, seeping through to his jeans, making them heavier with each pedal. And all he could think was fuck, I don’t have time for this.

Because if he was going to spend a day at Sander’s eating all the junk food in the cabinet and cuddling while watching movies together, he really didn’t want to get his house all wet and slippery causing his mama to curse his name. Although he doubted she would actually do that, he figured he didn’t want to take the risk. But it was too late for that for now. He’d shown up at his door completely drenched from head to toe and a little nervous to knock on the wooden frame.

Once he did so, Sander opened it surprised to see a shy Robbe with his hair dripping and his clothes soaked. His eyes widened for a second before crinkling at the edges with his laugh.

“What the fuck happened to you?” Sander snorted.

“What do you think happened?” Robbe rolled his eyes and gave him a look, a hint of a smile upon his lips. The rain had stopped now, just lightly pattering on the streets and Robbe had to curse the universe for its wonderful irony.

Sander shook his head still smiling.

“Oh god, come in, let’s get you dry.”

And when he pulled him in for a sweet, lingering kiss, dragging him into his home, Robbe thought that maybe sometimes the universe did things right too.

“Uh, wait. Stay there. I’ll be right back,” Sander whisked himself away up the stairs, the chain of his grey hoodie clinking with each step.

Robbe rubbed his face with his hands, wiping the access water and waited in the spot Sander left him so he didn’t get the floor any more wet. He could hear purring coming from the window and though he couldn’t see through to the living room, he realized it was probably Sanders cat. Robbe had been there when he found the most adorable little kitten at the pet store and begged his mama on the phone for a good fifteen minutes to let him have one. He could see Sander’s eyes light up and his face scrunch in disappointment every time she tried to deflect. He heard all the

“But I’ll clean everything, mama”

“The kitten will make me feel better, mama. Especially when you or Robbe aren’t here”

“I’ll do it, mama. You don’t have to worry about a thing”

And he’d reached up to give Sander a short, smiling kiss when he happily got off the phone looking like he’d just won the lottery.

Robbe loved the cat, too. He loved the playfulness and comfort she brought and he couldn’t believe there was so much joy in a tiny little thing. He wished he could find her in the living room and scratch her ears, searching the warmth that Sander took with him, but he willed himself to stay put.

Finally, he heard Sander’s steps glide down the stairs with towels and a change of clothes in hand. He dropped one to the floor to clean the puddle Robbe made and used the other to wrap around his head, ruffling up his hair and making sure to soak up all the water. When he pulled the towel away, he smiled at Robbe’s hair, now longer, sticking out at all ends. Then he brought his face in close and brushed his nose against his.

“Hey,” whispered Sander.

“Hi,” whispered Robbe.

He was just about to reach a hand through his now-brown hair, get lost in his deep green eyes and chase his lips for a kiss when he felt a sneeze come on. Turning his head away as quickly as possible, he sneezed a tiny one into the floor. He turned back sniffling a little.

“Gezondheid” Sander chuckled. “I think I should let you get changed before you get sick. Can’t have that before your test on Friday,” he let him go and allowed him to tread to the bathroom to change.

As he came out in a pair of Sander’s grey sweatpants and his black full sleeve, all too big on him, he found Sander’s cat running down from her perch in the window and breezing past him into the kitchen, a blur of cream-coloured fur and...pink? Robbe didn’t have time to worry about that when he saw Sander preparing their snacks and making tea for him. He wrapped his arms around him from behind, nuzzling his face into his neck and leaving soft pecks there.

It was the quiet moments like this where Robbe sunk into his warmth and appreciated just being near him. A soft, hazy glow in his heart and his mind.

Sander turned around to wrap his arms around him and finally capture his lips in an all-encompassing kiss. A kiss that made them float through the air and lose all sense of reality. As Robbe pulled away, he could feel the cat snuggling and nudging her head, her tail wrapping around their legs. He looked down to glimpse at her dressed as a pink shark.

“Hey Sander...” he started. And Sander only hummed in response as he got lost in his eyes and lips, focusing on pulling him closer. “Is the cat in a onesie?” he raised his eyebrow at him.

Sander froze like he’d just been caught.

“Uh, no,” he said, obviously contradicting the image in front of Robbe.

He shook his head, smiling and pushed past Sander to get a closer look.

“That’s not what I see” he eyed the hood over her head with her ears peeking out. He scratched behind her ears, something he’d been wanting to do for a while. “Is this what you’re doing instead of feeding her?” he teased.

“I did feed her. Twice.” Sander exasperated as he moved to where the cat was sat and picked her up. “Besides, look how cute she is,” he pouted at him.

And Robbe couldn’t argue with that.

He pulled himself closer to scratch her chin as she looked this way and that.

“I think you’d look good in one too.”

“In what?”

“A onesie,” Sander smirked. Robbe had to shake his head at that.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” he gave him a look while he shook with laughter.

“I’m gonna order you one. Ow!” Sander feigned hurt when Robbe smacked him on the shoulder. They both just erupted in more laughter. The kind that didn’t really warrant anything funny, but the more they looked at each other’s face the more joy that spilled out.

Then Robbe grabbed him by the neck and dove in for another kiss, just as soft and whole and complete as the one before. There in the warmth of the whole house, of Sander’s cute little kitten, the warmth of him, it was beginning to feel a lot like a second home. He was thankful that the universe had at least granted him this. And Robbe didn’t wish to be anywhere else.

[karmasuna]

Shinso and Shoto with a girlfriend who is Aizawa's niece and has a cat quirk, it gives her ears, a tail, and claws, along with enhancing her senses, reflexes, and balance? When she gets excited her pupils narrow, and when she relaxes they expand. When she's happy she purrs. Please? -💜

Sure sure! Shoto’s might have flopped a lil tho i’m really sorry (^^;) i’m going thru a lil writers block rn so pls understand (｡•́︿•̀｡)

Also a cat is staring at me from the window across mine as i write this so extra cat vibes i guess (.❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Todoroki Shoto

○ this man loves cats and that’s a fact 

○ cats don’t really like him though, so when you come along and you’re more than willing to let him pet you of course he falls in love

○ at first he’s quite nervous about even approaching you since you were Aizawa’s niece and he didn't exactly want to get on his teacher’s bad side 

○ but when you’re the one who approaches him first with a bright smile and asks to be friends then of course he would want to get closer to you

○ after you get together he would still be really stiff and shy about unleashing all of his cat-petting fantasies onto you, but after a while when he warms up to physical contact oh boy he would be all over you

○ he just can’t keep his hands off you, loving the way you would happily nuzzle into his touch when he gave you head pats 

○ and when he hears you purr for the first time when he scratches behind your cat ears when you’re hanging out in his room he’s elated

○ and it wasn’t just him that loved the physical contact but you loved it too, always nuzzling up to him and asking for headpats after dinner

○ he’s more than happy to provide, letting you curl up to him and relax as he absentmindedly ran his hands through your hair while quietly talking to you about your day

○ you’re like a giant cat to him with all your catlike qualities, and he thinks it’s the most adorable thing ever

○ he loves it when you get excited, seeing your pupils narrow into slits when you get excited and the way your entire body seemed to light up with joy reminding him of the actions of a cat 

○ but as cute as you were, he also knew that you were tough and more than capable of protecting yourself and those around you 

○ he thinks that your fighting style is mesmerizing to watch, the flexible cat-like moves you used making it seem like you were dancing in midair while you clashed with your opponents

○ his favorite times with you are when you two are just sprawled across the bed together and he hears you purr, and he’s just so happy to know that you enjoy spending time together with him as much as he does

○ “Hey, Shoto.”

○ “What is it, my love?”

○ “I love you.” you giggle at him, turning to tap him on the nose lightly as he smiles at you, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as strong arms pull you closer to him

○ “I love you too, my little kitten.”

Shinso Hitoshi

○ honestly he would just think that it’s the best thing ever to have a cat-like girlfriend

○ to hell with his cat cafe subscription, he doesn’t need that when he has you now

○ there are honestly so many perks of you being Aizawa’s niece as well- for starters, he’s already pretty much met the parents and of course Aizawa’s okay with you dating if its his own protege 

○ it also means that sometimes he gets to train with you, and he loves just sparring with you and admiring your agility as you gracefully dodged all of his attacks with your cat-like reflexes

○ he just enjoys feeling your presence around him and knowing that you were there for him 

○ even though it seems like you two are always attached at the hip, in reality you would just be doing your own things in the same room, not really talking much but you just being there would be more than enough for him

○ his favorite part of the day would be when you got sleepy after you finished you work and would come over and just curl up on his lap like an actual cat 

○ he thinks it’s the cutest thing ever, the way you let out a tiny yawn and your cat ears would droop a little

○ and he runs his hands through your hair and pets you gently, loving how you would purr and nuzzle into him affectionately, pupils blown wide as you blink up sleepily at him 

○ he loves giving you kisses on your nose and watching your face scrunch up adorably

○ “c’mon kitten, let’s get you to bed so we can sleep more comfortably. Sound good?”

○ you hum and lazily press your lips against his neck, making him take in a quick breath at the feeling of your lips meeting his sensitive skin

○ “thank you, ‘Toshi. love you lots.”

[drawlfoy]

Joint Custody

masterlist request guidelines i’m technically on hiatus until oct 15 but if i really like your request i’ll take it

pairing: draco x hufflepuff!reader

request: oh yes, from maybe late july? i’m sorry for getting back so late to this one

summary: your pet snake is a snake in more ways than one...for example, befriending the most obnoxious boy in your year.

warnings: language, snakes (so if that’s a fear i don’t recommend this)

a/n: ohhh gee it’s been a while hasn’t it? i’m working on my ucas rn, and as an american with literally no one in my area who knows anything about it, i’d be happy to get tips from anyone who knows about oxford ppe. i hope you guys enjoy! i’m taking a little break from mirror, mirror rn since i have no idea what to do w that. also i have never owned a snake so i apologize if i say something incorrect about the care of y/n’s snake

word count: 3,692

tags tags tags @accio-rogers​ @geeksareunqiue

music recs: i listened to random music so idl

Y/N dug through her knapsack, her fingers brushing past everything but the scales she wanted to feel.

“Monty? Monty? Where are you??” she whispered, flinging her bag onto the potion table and opening it so the light illuminated the insides. Her worst suspicion was confirmed: her magically shrunk corn snake was completely gone.

“What’s the matter, Y/N?” her friend Luna Lovegood asked from the opposite side of the table, her eyebrows scrunched in concern. “Are you missing something?”

“Er...” She took one final sweep of her pockets and her bag before sighing in defeat. “Yeah. Monty is gone again, but this time he isn’t listening to me.”

“Off to snack on nargles, I presume,” Luna said, a smile drifting across her face. “I wouldn’t worry if I were you. He wouldn’t put himself in danger and he’ll always come back to you.”

“Thanks, Luna.”

“Of course.”

With that, her Ravenclaw friend turned and left for her next period, leaving Y/N to deal with the situation alone. She weighed her options: she could, technically, just summon her snake, but then she’d risk smacking him into a wall and injuring him. She could also ask Snape for his help, but one look at the greasy professor confirmed that, as always, he wasn’t in the mood to make the life of a Hufflepuff any easier.

Y/N scanned the room, noting that there was no yellow snake on the floor of the dungeons. He really could move fast when he wanted to.

“Who’s this?”

A familiar voice caught her attention behind her...no doubt originating from the Slytherin section. Against her better judgement, Y/N turned around to see Draco Malfoy staring down at his hands with a wonder she had never seen in his eyes before. Further examination made the cause clear: Monty was curled around his fingers, hissing contently.

“Hey!” Y/N said, catching his attention. “That’s my snake!”

Malfoy’s head shot up, his eyes filling with realization as he connected the yellow and orange colors of the pet to Y/N. “Oh? It seems as though he chose to come over here on his own accord. Probably got sick of being a house traitor, isn’t that right?”

To Y/N’s horror, Monty seemed to agree with the sentiment, slithering up his arm.

“That’s my snake, Malfoy, give him here,” she snapped, holding her hand out. he raised an eyebrow, running a finger down Monty’s scales.

“Don’t do that! Snakes don’t like to be pet!” Y/N was positively fuming as she saw how her pet didn’t even react badly to the physical contact--even though he was supposed to.

“That’s interesting,” Malfoy mused. “He doesn’t seem to mind it when I do it.”

“If you don’t give him back now, I’m going to kill you in your sleep,” Y/N said, whipping out her wand and pointing it at him to emphasize her point. Amusement flickered across his face.

“Okay, okay, you can have him back,” he said, gently unwrapping the snake from his arm and placing it back into her hand. His thumb brushed her palm in the process, and she was surprised to feel how warm it was. “Just remember that if you’re ever sick of hufflepuffs, I’m always here.”

He directed the last part at her snake, affection creeping into the edges of his tone. Once he seemed satisfied that Monty understood, he turned around without another word, grabbed his things, and left Y/N to stand in shock.

Draco Malfoy likes my snake?

<>

The unthinkable happened the next Saturday night. Y/N was getting ready to go spend a nice study session in the library with her roommates and went to grab Monty from his perch, only to find that he was simply...gone. 

“Monty! Monty!!” 

While she wasn’t a parselmouth, she knew for damn sure that the snake knew she was looking for him. 

“Monty, I’m going to put you in a cage if you keep doing this to me,” she scolded, sifting through her room to try and locate her pet. He was, unfortunately, nowhere to be found.

A very scary realization crept into her mind as she worked. Y/N hadn’t seen Monty since dinner...and there was no way that she could be sure that he was even in her room to begin with.

Oh, Merlin, I’m the worst snake owner in the history of snake owners. I didn’t even realize that he was gone...

Once she was sure that her room was snake-free, she burst out of the dorms and into the common room, where she asked everyone if they had seen Monty. There was a unanimous and concerning no from her housemates, only serving to raise her stress levels. 

“Retrace your steps?” a particularly worried 7th year proposed. “Monty couldn’t have gone far...and plus, you both get along so well. There’s no way that he’d just leave you like that.”

Y/N nodded and burst out of the door, running down the corridor the way she had just come from and yelling her snake’s name.

She reached the dining hall entrance in record time, panting as she placed her hand on her knees and breathed. She really should’ve just gotten an owl or a cat like everyone else. 

A flash of blonde caught her eye, and she turned to see a rather amused looking Malfoy leaned up against the wall opposite to the door. 

“Looking for something?” 

“You git! Where is he?” Y/N pointed her wand at him and clenched her other first, trying to regulate her breathing. 

“I had a feeling you’d come back,” Malfoy said lazily, kicking off of the wall and striding closer to her. “For the record, it wasn’t my fault. Your snake must’ve gotten into my pocket during dinner.”

“He got from the Hufflepuff table to the--”

“Slytherin table? Yeah, I know, I was impressed too.” He reached into his pocket and pulled a hand with a yellow snake curled around long, elegant fingers. “It seems like he has a preference.” 

“I hate you,” she muttered, offering her hand to Monty and inwardly rejoicing when he chose to slither onto her.

“Okay,” he responded, seemingly unbothered. “Are you at least going to thank me for taking care of him?” 

Y/N studied him for a second. “No. Putting him in your pocket and waiting for me to find you doesn’t count as taking care of him.”  

He snorted, stuffing his hands in his pockets and bouncing on the balls of his feet. “I can see why he likes to get away from you every once and a while. How did you even get into Hufflepuff?”

“What are you talking about?” she increduled (i don’t think that’s a word but whatever). 

“I’ve only spoken directly to you twice, and both times you’ve managed to offend me,” he replied, raising an eyebrow. “I can’t imagine how your roommates deal with you.”

“They start by being tolerable people,” Y/N spat, slipping the hand that held Monty into her pocket, “Something that you ought to consider.”

“Ooooh.” He mimed twisting a knife in his heart. “You got me there. Touché.”

“I’m going to see my friends,” she said, glaring at him. “Please come directly to me if Monty ever bothers you again.” She began walking back down the hall, taking extra care to make the ride comfortable for Monty. 

“Wait,” he called after her, causing her to stop in her tracks. “He really doesn’t bother me.”

She spun around to face him. “So?”

“Er...” Malfoy scratched the back of his neck. “Look, clearly he likes both of us, and I have a feeling this is going to happen again, so... do you want to just split the time with him?” 

“Split the time with my own pet?” 

“I actually really like him,” he confessed. “And it’d probably save you the stress of having to deal with constantly losing him...I know that snakes sometimes get bored with just one owner.”

“How do you know that?” Y/N asked. 

“Er,,,” He stumbled over his words. “Just...perks of being a Slytherin, I guess. Nothing to think too deeply about.”

Y/N huffed, thinking over the proposal. No matter how much it pained her, it appeared as though her snake actually did enjoy Malfoy’s company. 

“Okay. Fine. You have to learn how to take care of him, though.”

“No problem,” he said quickly. “Can I have him tonight?”

“What, need him for a ritual or something? Is it time sensitive?”

He laughed. “No. If I needed a snake, I could just serpensortia my way out of that issue.”

“Fair enough.” She paused before sticking her hand in her pocket again. “I need to go get his food and perch, then. I’ll be back in a moment, okay? You can hold onto him if you’d like.”

Draco seemed to visibly brighten at this remark, nodding and holding his hand out. Y/N tried not to take note of how immaculate his hands were as she allowed Monty to slither back onto his palm.

<^>

Y/N gathered her items quickly, ignoring the glances from her confused roommates. 

“I’ll explain later,” she promised, darting out the door before they could ask any further questions.

When she showed up at the meeting place, she was relieved to see a bored looking Malfoy cooing to the snake twisted around his hand. He blushed a deep red when he saw that she heard him.

“Took you long enough,” he drawled. 

“I’ve never heard you sound like that,” she said, chuckling instead of acknowledging his previous rude comment.

“Sound like what?”

“You? Cooing to Monty?”

“You’re going batty.” He scowled, putting his hand intertwined with Monty into his pocket. 

“Sure. I’m guessing you want to go to the Slytherin dorms?”

“Congratulations on your deductive reasoning,” said Malfoy, rolling his eyes and starting off at a brisk pace. “Try and keep up, will you?”

<^>

On the way, they spoke about official terms: each would get the snake for two full days, and they would meet outside the Great Hall to transfer the equipment. Malfoy was adamant that they not tell anyone about the deal--something about how his parents would die if they knew he was sharing a pet with a Hufflepuff. Y/N was adamant that he finance the portion of food that he was using, which he initially protested to but eventually gave in.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this,” Malfoy began once they stopped in front of the Slytherin common room entrance, “But thank you. For being open-minded. I know we aren’t on the best of terms...”

“No, this is most certainly not good-bye,” Y/N interrupted. “You need me to show you how to set up the perch in your room. And, of course, I need to demonstrate how to feed him. He’s very picky.”

Malfoy swallowed, his hand pausing before the  bricks that obscured the entrance.

“Okay. All of the older Slytherins are out at Hogsmeade right now, so I can probably sneak you in.”

“Isn’t Hogsmeade closed to students after 5?” Y/N questioned. 

“Yeah. We have our ways.” 

With that, Draco muttered the password that she couldn’t quite catch and pushed open the door that appeared. 

“Be quiet, though,” he cautioned.

They entered the Slytherin common room. and Y/N was blown back by a gust of damp, heavy air. It smelled like the inside of an expensive, appointment-only store. 

“This is kind of cold and unfeeling,” she told him as they neared the entrance to the boy’s dorms. Malfoy looked like he was going to snap at her to be quiet, but something made him freeze.

“Shit. The wards.”

Realization flowed into Y/N. “Oh...oh, how could I have forgotten...”

“Can you just show me how to set it up here?” He asked, nervously passing his hands through his hair. 

“No, no, I can’t,” she said. “I wish, but I need to see the layout of your room...there are specific requirements as to where the perch can be placed...”

Malfoy mulled over this for a few moments before letting out a long sigh. “I can’t levitate you past the wards. I have to carry you across.” 

Y/N paled, even though she knew that that was the only possible way to make it happen. “Okay. I’ll leave the stuff on the ground. You help me over and then bring the perch and food.”

She set her things down and awkwardly stepped closer to him. Malfoy seemed just as uncomfortable as he held out his arms.

“Turn around and loop your legs over my right arm...like that...”

Before she knew it, she was scooped up off the floor and on the other side of the wards, the expensive silk of Malfoy’s suit pressed up against her cheek. She was surprised, yet again, at just how warm he was compared to his usual cool demeanor. 

Malfoy set her down on the ground, and grabbed the box of snake supplies. “Last door on the right.”

<^>

“So you scored a single, huh?” 

Malfoy’s room was made up of just a one large bed instead of the standard three that she saw in Hufflepuff dorms, and she couldn’t say that she was surprised. The Malfoys had the connections to get these sorts of things.

“Yeah,” he said absentmindedly. “Anyways, show me what to do. Monty is getting antsy.”

Y/N made quick work of unpacking the perch and locating an appropriate corner to place it. Showing Malfoy how to feed the snake was easy, and before she knew it, they were done.

“Enjoy Monty,” she said as they made their way to the ward again. “Let me know if anything weird happens or if you have any questions.”

Malfoy simply nodded and opened his arms again, signaling that he had to pick her up to let her out. She obliged, turning around and looping her legs over his arm, allowing herself to be scooped off of the ground. It was strange, really, getting moved so gently by someone who she thought, until recently, wouldn’t spit on her if she was burning to death. They were just over the ward when the common room entrance opened and the sounds of many Slytherin teenagers--albeit drunk Slytherin teenagers--filled the room. Malfoy’s face turned sheet white and he spun around, striding back towards his room.

“What are you doing?” she hissed. “Put me down!”

He didn’t answer her until they were safely inside the room, the door locked tight.

“They’re normally not back until midnight,” he said, his tone rushed. “It’s hardly 10:30...I don’t know what they’re doing here...” 

“That’s okay, we can just wait until they all go to bed,” Y/N told him, placing a hand on his arm. “No worries.”

“Er, yes worries,” he corrected, moving further away from her. “Saturday all-nighters are very common here...you aren’t leaving this room until morning.”

“Are you joking?”

“I wish.” His eyes nervously darted around the room as he wrung his hands. “There’s nothing we can do right now, unless you know a very strong disillutionment spell...which I suspect neither of us do. They’ll be out in the common room for a while, and honestly, I should probably join them.”

“You’re just gonna leave me here?”

Malfoy seemed rather conflicted, but he screwed his eyes shut and exhaled sharply. “Yes. I said I would meet them afterwards. This way you can sleep, too. I won’t be here.”

“Are you sure I’m not intruding?”

He let out a shaky laugh. “No, you are, but it’s not your fault. Just stay here and don’t let anyone in unless it’s me, alright?”

“Alright.”

He got up and made to leave. “Oh, and, Malfoy?”

He turned to face her. “What is it now?”

“I don’t want to sleep in my school uniform,” she told him, her face darkened by a blush. “Do you have anything that I can borrow? Just a shirt or something?”

She could see his jaw clench before he ducked his head down and walked over to his dresser, tossing him the first shirt on top. 

He was out the door before she could properly thank him.

<^>

Y/N took a long time to fall asleep, but when she finally drifted off, she was out like a light. Malfoy’s bedding was heavy and smelled like green tea and ink, something that she wasn’t expecting but most certainly appreciated.

So, when Y/N jerked awake just a few hours later, she was a little frustrated. 

“Hey, hey, Y/N, wake up.”

She opened her eyes to see Malfoy standing over her, holding a candle and looking very tired. “What is it?”

“They’re gone. You can leave now.”

She groaned, turning over and searching for her clock--only to find that it wasn’t there, as this wasn’t her room. “What time is it?”

“3:20. Now are you going to get up, or do you want me to drag you out?” 

“You said I could sleep here,” she complained, hardly completely awake yet. “And now I have to walk all the way to my dorm from the dungeons? At night? I don’t think so.”

The candle highlighted the frown etched into his face. “You should go.”

“This is the situation you created,” she countered. “You told me you were pulling an all-nighter. Why don’t you?”

He sighed, this time a staccato puff, and placed the candle holder on the nightstand. “Sorry I lied.”

“Yeah, uh-huh,” she mumbled, turning back over to drift back into sleep.

“Wait, wait! What am I supposed to do?” 

“That’s for you to figure out. I’m going back to sleep.”

“But you can’t just--”

“Sh.”

Y/N let herself fall back into the realm of dreams, but not enough to completely lose consciousness. She was aware of a few sounds of movement from the room she was in--she assumed it was Draco, Draco, that sounds much better than his last name--but it wasn’t enough to motivate her to lucidity. 

However, when she felt the bed on her opposite side dip, that was more than enough.

“What the hell, Malfoy,” she snapped, shooting upright.

“Can you please be quiet? I’m sorry, it just so happens that you’re refusing to move from my bed, and I have no other options, unlike you.”

“I don’t want to argue right now! Can you just go somewhere else and let me sleep in peace?”

“I could say the same for you!”

The two sat in a heated silence until Malfoy finally took the high road.

“I’m sorry about this, but I’m offering you one last time to carry you over the wards. If you don’t want that, I’m going to sleep in my own bed whether you’re in it or not.”

Y/N swallowed. “Okay. Okay, fine. I’m not going to leave.”

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” 

<^>

Y/N wasn’t totally sure what woke her up--perhaps it was the breath on her neck, or the warm arm that was draped over her side, or the tickle of something that felt suspiciously like very vine hair on her cheek--but when she did, her heart almost stopped. 

Malfoy had slung an arm around her waist, pulling her closer than what was comfortable. His face was mere centimeters from her own, and every time he exhaled, a few rogue strands of pale hair brushed her cheek. 

This was not good. She had to do something--but the most unethical part of her did not want to. Malfoy was no doubt going to be upset when he woke up to see this, and she needed him to be in a good enough mood to let her out of the boy’s dorms. 

“Malfoy?” She broke the silence, softly nudging his side with her elbow. He groaned, burying his face into her neck. “Malfoy!”

Y/N gave him a swift shove, effectively detaching him from her. 

“Er...what?” He shot up, looking very alarmed and confused. “What?”

“You have to carry me out of the wards, remember?” she told him, slipping out of the covers and pulling them off him. “We should get going as soon as possible. There might be people out in the common room the later it gets.”

He seemed to understand the problem as he swung upright and ran a finger through his ruffled hair. 

“I’m sorry about that,” he mumbled.

“Sorry about what?”

“For, er, touching you, I know that I shouldn’t have done that,” he clarified, turning away from her, but not quickly enough to hide the blush on his cheeks. “I don’t know what got into me.”

“It’s okay,” she mused. “I guess if we’re to have joint custody of Monty, we should get to know each other anyways.”

Malfoy froze for a second before he gathered his bearings. “Er, yeah. Yeah, good point. For Monty.”

Once he seemed ready, they left the room, Y/N giving a wave to Monty, who was curled around his perch.

“He’ll be fine, don’t worry about him,” Malfoy told her, spinning her around by her shoulders and opening his arms to pick her up again. She looped her legs over his arms again, leaning back into him and allowing her to lift her up and take her over the ward.

He set her down softly after making sure the coast was totally clear, looking down at the ground immediately after.

“Thank you, Draco,” she said quietly. “For everything. Sorry I was a bit of a pill last night.”

“’S only fair, I’ll been worse to you.” 

Y/N couldn’t see for sure, but it appeared as though the very outer corners of his lips had turned up. 

“I’ll see you in two days? Outside the dining hall?” 

“Yeah.” He sounded almost breathless, like he was winded or something.

“Okay, well..I think I’m going to go,” she said, backing away. “Feel free to show up to the Hufflepuff entrance if you want any help. Or if I’m not there, then you can normally find me in the library, or you can always ask in potions...”

She trailed off once she saw that Draco’s face had broken into an exasperated but amused expression. 

“Okay, I should go then.”

“Yeah, me too.”

With that, Y/N turned and left the Slytherin common room with the feeling that that was certainly not going to be the last time she was going to be there.

final a/n: i didn’t know how to incorporate actual fluff in here and i shouldn’t even be writing this rn lmaoooooo but here it is and i’m so sorry if it sucks i haven’t proofread