#she hates it so much but she is cat XD

[raddireksstuff]

Kitten

Kit’s first real serious injury wasn’t from sword while training or falling from the many trees that she definitely climbed. 

it was from punching an older noble kid on the nose because they called her “Kitten” and meowed at her until she snapped. she punched them, they staggered back, she tackled them down and beat the shit out of them. both her hands were in bandages for a whole month cuz she sprained both wrists. she also got a nasty bruise on her chin from the kids flailing hands. 

The older kid got a broken nose, 2 black eyes, a busted lip, multiple scratches and a light concussion from the tackle. 

 No one has ever called Kit ‘Kitten’ ever again XD

[baellielurk]

dreamt w my old cat who passed last october. she was sleeping on a pillow in the new house i was moving into (in the dream) and i got to pet her - i think it was a thing where i could bring her back to life for a bit each day - and she stretched and showed me her tummy even. the boys were there, too, having a nap too, and she even curled up next to the one she did know. I'd like to think this was her visiting me now that she's spent sufficient time curled up with her previous owner. im glad to have seen her again ❤️

[despairforme]

[sleepyselkiesketches]

I think Naida is probably my biggest OC glow up thus far

(as a follow up to my main 3)

[archangeldyke-all]

imagine giving werecat sev a joint rolled with catnip so whenever she’s in kitty form she can tear it open and chew on it and get the zoomies… human sevika might’ve quit smoking but this pretty kitty is NOT giving up her catnip!!!!

this is so cute i've been watching funny cat videos all morning lets do it a;jdsfksdj

men and minors dni

sevika doesn't smoke anymore.

she's cut back on her drinking too.

when she needs to relax nowadays, she reaches for a glass of wine to slowly nurse throughout the evening instead of a shot of whiskey that turns into five or six.

if she's had a really rough week, she'll ask you to bake her some edibles to snack on throughout the weekend to forget her troubles.

but she doesn't smoke anymore.

that doesn't mean you don't roll her joints, though.

sevika was never really able to roll on her own, her mech claws would always rip the paper and they weren't dexterous or delicate enough to roll properly.

this means, over the years that you've known her, you've become her designated roller.

joints, blunts, cigarettes, even just herbal blends before bedtime-- you've rolled it all.

but now that she's stopped smoking, you only have to roll one thing.

you've got a little pot of catnip growing on the sunniest windowsill in your home, and once or twice a month, you'll cut some clippings and dry them out in the oven on low, before rolling them up into little paper tubes.

it's not for sevika to smoke. it's for her to tear open with her tiny little cat teeth and enjoy on full moons.

she's so fucking cute when she gets her paws on catnip. she tries to pretend it doesn't have an affect on her, but just a whiff of the stuff in her cat form gets her tweaking.

it's hilarious. you could spend your entire day watching sevika make a mess of your carpet-- flinging catnip everywhere while she twitches and leaps in joy.

she's always exhausted afterward, curling up on your chest to go to sleep and purring louder than she snores in her human form.

andwhen she's back to her human form, you can expect to wake up to your girlfriend glaring at you.

"hey, kitty." you greet, grinning up at her.

"i told you to stop giving me that stuff when i'm a cat! 's embarrassing!" she whines. you cackle and lean over to kiss her pout, and sevika just huffs against you.

"it's adorable. plus, you barely drink anymore, you need to relax somehow." you point out. sevika snorts a bit, and then pins you to the bed.

"i hate you."

"we've been married five years."

"whatever." sevika mutters, curling up on your chest again, much bigger this time. "scratch my head." she demands, kicking you under the covers.

you giggle, kiss her forehead, then do just that, burying a hand into her hair and giving her scritches.

sevika sighs happily, and you're both back asleep in minutes.

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[jazzyblusnowflake]

(If this was asked before, I swear to god.) FullCompany (NUziVJ) Headcannons?

aaaaaaaaa time to write once more- i missed being able to type away like the lil shit i am-

anyhow- okay lets see- gonna add some things here- tbh my ideas was mostly for Jenvy ideas mainly- but i guess ill fit Uzi in there lol

Some JeNVUzi HCs:

[once again- Drone au only, and maybe minor suggestive content but not nsfw]

The polycule is essentially formed around Uzi pulling them back together-

J's original reason for siding with Cyn which was rooted in fear- was on the basis that she still had her team on her side so she could keep them safe and so theyd have eachother to rely on even after Cyn destroys everything. she did not however, account for Uzi coming along and messing everything up and ruining her team's alignment while she was "dead".

the entire reason J tried to kill N or V at any time was cuz she knew a clone of them would be sent back anyway- she has basically become desensitized towards death in general given she had also died around 12 times herself [canon]- V and N try to help her through this- during which they also deal with Vs behavior and Ns trauma too.

to communicate with J they often had to spar with her- seeing as she hated talking about feelings- but this became their own thing they all did afterwards to unwind and communicate- as J opened up a lot easier after feeling like she was reached out to.

Uzi and J bond over anime and gaming- the latter being somewhere J could actually use her anger on more effectively XD

they all like reading books every now and then where one would read and the others snuggle or cuddle- they take turns. [this is from their manor days]

J is... unable to emote or show emotion easily and it eats her alive. she can't show the appropriate needed emotion to the mood of the room and it makes her have breakdowns- occasionally throw up- as though you are desperately trying to cry but the tears wont come so you try heaving it out- make yourself fit in and look normal by trying to FEEL something- but she cant. J is a dated business model drone- custom made for office work- she was made to be this way- Cyn didn't change her- and she grows to hate herself for it. so when a situation happens that she doesn't know how to react, she leaves or hides- until N,V or Uzi find her- usually disassociating or somewhat catatonic.

Uzi occasionally feels out of place with the group, as though she's just being a literal 4th wheel, since they have history together. the others try to show her that she is important to them each in their own ways-

addressing the elephant in the room- yes, it took a long time for N and J to come to terms with eachother- J eventually accepting that her original reason for hating N [him being better than her or preferred over her esp by Tessa] wasn't important anymore- and tries to appreciate him and V and Uzi more in whatever is left of her life.

make no mistake V and J are still very much bitchy on a surface level- just cuz they are all growing close does not mean they are all now lovey dovey with eachother or sweet and character-redemption-ed with everyone around them. therefore: "playful catfights" >:3 !

V and Uzi tease J alot- this is one of the reasons why J found more comfort with N- not gonna tell him to his face tho lol.

J teaches N to draw better and they bond over that alot-

Uzi and J like attention alot- and they wanna get it by being as wordless as possible- very cat coded.

Uzi, V and N like to drag J into doing more normal things that have less to do with work. so far J has mostly shown some interest in writing and maybe poetry but she WILL shoot your head off if you try to read her stuff-

J's first kiss was with Uzi- N and V having kissed once back at the manor being eachothers first kiss. J thinks V kisses the best tho lol.

N and V like to cuddle a lot- J and Uzi are usually dependent on mood-

V likes to bite- J likes to be bitten, N and Uzi like both- :3

J likes playing with N and Uzi's fluffy hair. V only lets N touch her hair.

during intimate cuddles- J has passed out the most lol. Uzi following a close second lol-

Uzi and J yap alot about tech work-

hmm this is all i can think about for NOW-

:"3

[randoimago]

I got BG3 request in my head for sometime. Um how would Astarion, Halsin, Gale, and Shadowheart react to a s/o or a tav that has a dog that fights along side with them like a tibetan mastiff, or a Akita, or maybe some other breed that is known to be made as guard dogs and protective of their owners? Maybe the dog more or less tolerates the LIs but still keeps an sharp eye on them. (Especially Astarion XD)

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3

Character(s): Astarion, Gale, Halsin, Shadowheart

Note(s): I have watched videos on the LIs reacting to Scratch and Astarion's reactions always kill me (and make me cry the most). I'm happy to write this for you!

WARNING: Mentions of Dog Being Injured in Combat

Astarion

Considering his interactions with Scratch, he'd also act very indifferent when it came to your dog. Sure, it's a great meatshield, but it's a stinky animal.

Astarion is constantly telling you to just leave your dog at camp, acting like it gets in the way and is a nuasance, but he just doesn't want to see it being hit by a spellcaster or shot with an arrow. If ANYTHING bad happens to this dog then he'll lose it.

Honestly offended that your dog is indifferent to him. As if he hadn't been collecting the bones of your enemies to gift to the furry mutt. Very rude.

Gale

He's more of a cat person, but he loves you so he doesn't mind your dog. Although, he can't help remarking that your dog knows he likes cats considering how your dog is very indifferent to the wizard.

Gale makes sure to give your dog some good treats and headpats when he goes to spend time with you. He knows how much you and your dog have been through and he's going to thank the doggo.

Okay, but while Gale is more of a cat person, he can very much appreciate how pretty your dog is. He insists on giving your dog baths to keep its coat shiny and not bloodstained as many battles tend to leave you all.

Halsin

Oh Halsin absolutely loves your dog. It's a very strong breed and the gooddest boy/girl (besides Scratch) and he would love to cast a Speak with Animals to speak to your protector.

Your dog being indifferent towards Halsin does cause him to chuckle a bit. He promises that he'd never think of stealing you away from your precious companion and instead thanks your pupper for keeping you safe for so long.

Halsin enjoys wrapping you in one arm while his other is brushing your dog. The last thing he (and you) want are your dog having mats in their fur due to all the constant travel and battling you all somehow end up in.

Shadowheart

Like Astarion, she is also very iffy about you bringing your dog into combat situations. She understands that your dog is very loyal and keeps you safe, but she worries about something going wrong.

You can't always prepare for when someone wants to stop talking and switch to stabbing and she'd hate for your dog to get in the way. She knows your dog is indifferent to her, but she really hopes your dog also knows that she will keep you safe while the little guy is safe at camp.

Besides that, she does try to pet your dog and give the little guy plenty of loving too. Your precious dog will get all the praise for the goblins it ripped apart for you.

[npd-characters-tournament]

Propaganda

Ibara Saegusa

Peak ASPD+NPD To Me. Do not let his entire "businessman" schtick fool you, he's both silly and makes you want to bite on a wooden stick. Idol who ironically tries to not stand out because he saw idols on variety shows be humiliated while he was young, also there's the whole thing about A Certain Relative who revere idols but never thinks about his family. Also it's not like he doesn't like to be in the spotlight, there are instances where he shows he's a bit envious of another unitmate, Jun, who's supposedly like him in terms of supporting their seniors in the shadow find his own spotlight. Biggest example I can give: the recent main story 3 event where he goes scheming again the entire event because of... Jun forgetting to account for him as an opponent in a variety show (iirc) and didn't speak with him about quite an important matter because Jun only considered the other participating unitmate as an opponent he has to overcome. Oh yeah also silly stuff, Ibara got a scout story where he fumbles taking care of a dog. Also he may be a snake, but he's also a cat

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Xanthomonas "Xanthe"

Everyone's favourite bigender narcissist scene queen/king. a myspace celebrity in the mid 2000s, he's famous for his music but even more so for his drama. a living embodiment of the "h8rz maek meh famouz xx" and "make a scene" era of the internet, she'd rather get attention from hate than ever be forgotten. the propaganda is that he comes from a story about redemption and shining light on the "unwanted/bad/unhelpable" victims and is written with explicit intention of honoring narcissism as well as other PDs in its full range and depth with a more compassionate and anti-stigma lens. ALSO HE'S MY SPECIAL LITTLE BOYGIRL AND HE CAN CAUSE AS MUCH DRAMA AS SHE WANTS TO, ITS ENTERTAINING we love to see it. RAWR XD it up !!!! one vote for xanthe is one vote for the spread of xanthomonas bacteria !!

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[yanderes-galore]

Hi hope it’s not too late to request for lmk please . Can I please request yandere platonic rivalry between Redson and Mei hcs please with a gn reader , who’s a cat demon please(I hc that dragonfruit duo are very warm cause one produces fire and the other one is a dragon and well cats likes warmth XD ) 🐾

Sure! I put some HC in this so I hope this was pretty good ^^ Cat Darling is going to be super affectionate....

Yandere! Platonic! Red Son vs Mei with Cat Demon! Darling

Pairing: Platonic - Rivalry

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Clingy behavior, Jealousy, Overly affectionate behavior, Overprotective/Possessive behavior, Kidnapping briefly mentioned, Dubious companionship(s).

In this universe, there's demons of all types.

All sorts of demons take on an animal-like form.

It would make sense for there to be a cat demon.

Maybe you can shapeshift into a normal cat form while also having a humanoid form?

You're quite intelligent and retain characteristics similar to a cat.

You like playing, pulling tricks, bargaining for attention...

Along with warm places.

For this, I will use a personal HC of mine.

Characters with fire powers, no matter the fandom, have an elevated body temperature in my personal opinion.

I feel the same way with Red Son and Mei.

These two characters were both wielders of the Samadhi Fire and control fire.

Mei has draconic ancestry and Red Son himself is a fire demon.

Naturally their body temp would be high due to all the fire within them.

Having them as your friends would be perfect for you.

I feel a cat demon would naturally be affectionate with them due to their heat.

You no doubt purr at them, occasionally rubbing against them when you hug.

That or even swap to your fully cat form and curl up in their lap.

The two no doubt handle this differently.

Mei, who naturally enjoys cute things, probably squeals over you.

She struggles to hold still when you come to her for affection, purring away once she offers to share her body heat.

She'd probably swing your cat form around, cooing over her dear friend as she pats your ears and soft fur.

She's the most affectionate of the two and would reciprocate your nature immediately.

She'd love a cat demon friend, especially if they are mischievous like her.

Then there's Red Son, who acts like he doesn't enjoy it.

Yet even you can tell it's a lie when he reaches over to gently pet your fur.

He pouts when you curl up on his lap in cat form, purring as he "reluctantly" gives you the affection you crave.

He tries not to be as affectionate, but since you and Mei are two of his only friends, he can't help but enjoy it when you pick him for affection.

The two around Season 5 from what I've seen are relatively good friends.

Red Son still hates to admit it, but he's like that with many people.

I imagine the rivalry would start with Red Son actually.

He often sees you and Mei together hanging out, the dragon affectionately fluffing you and cooing over you.

You're purring away in Mei's arms, which makes Red Son seethe.

Truth is, he's jealous that you and Mei have such a close connection.

Mei just seems to get along with everyone.

That and Red Son often pushes people like you away.

Really, It's Red Son's own fault that you don't come to him first.

This would lead to him trying to bribe you into paying more attention to him.

Do cat demons like toys?

Do you want a heated blanket?

He can increase his temp for you if it means you'll sit by him!

He really isn't sure why he feels so desperate to get you away from Mei.

Maybe he really is attention starved?

Mei would pick up on this, realizing she's not only making Red Son jealous...

But he's trying to take you from her.

She originally teases him for this, saying he could've asked you for affection.

Although, deep down, she doesn't really like sharing all that much either.

That's how the rivalry would start.

It's all really petty like most platonic rivalries are.

Red Son can't seem to properly express his feelings which causes him to try and steal you, which irritates Mei.

Mei could probably share you, but Red Son expresses possessive behavior when he has you in his lap, looking all smug.

Honestly, they're probably both easily jealous due to their lineage.

Poor you may just not choose either of them one day, leaving to hide yourself away somewhere quiet to rest.

Only to feel yourself being carried later by one of them holding you tight, their body heat lulling you to another slumber.

You're probably friends with both of them, yet it can be overwhelming when the two keep trying to fight for your affection.

The two probably just really enjoy cats, which means they enjoy you.

Your purr is adorable and your fur is so soft.

The rivalry is almost like two pet parents trying to win the favor of their pet.

It sounds dehumanizing, but you are mostly a cat, after all.

You may hide away when overwhelmed, yet you don't mind the attention.

In fact, seeing their arguments is amusing to you.

You sometimes just sit in your humanoid form, watching the two argue over who's the better "heating pad".

Truth is, you care for them both somewhat.

You may be wary of their selfish and possessive behavior...

Yet you enjoy their company.

Would either of them kidnap you?

I mean... maybe?

I can see them holding you in cat form then running off to your home to hide you from the other.

Both of them have bought you gifts, keeping you in their home with a cat bed and other cat related items.

You don't mind, it's all amusing to you.

Until they start to restrict your freedoms.

Would they get into fights?

Yes, sometimes physical ones yet it isn't like they're trying to kill one another.

They're both just naturally combative.

Overall, like many platonic rivalries, it's mostly petty stuff.

Both just happen to enjoy their furred demon companion.

Although, the two often challenge each other to see who likes you more...

Hopefully you won't have to decide who's the better friend anytime soon.

[mewtwoandme]

I just realised something, you said at one point that Gwen is Mandy's emotional support Pokemon (or something along those lines) so how are things going to go for them when Gwen and Jeo get married? Would things be the same as they were before, would Gwen move in and Mandy stays at her own place or something else completely?

They won't be living together.

Hate to break it to some of ya but it won't be your typical marriage arrangement where they move in together XD Because yes, Gwen is an emotional support pokemon to Mandy, she isn't just her partner pokemon, she provides companionship and helps with Mandy's depression and anxiety, Gwen wouldn't just up and leave her, as much as she's devoted to Jericho she's also loyal to Mandy. If ya'll know the lore behind Gardevoirs and how strong their bonds are to their trainers/partners, need I explain more?

And before I get asks like "Well what if her and Mandy both move in?" Suuuure...let's just have EVERYONE live under Lakota's roof while we're at it lol. Lakota already has 3 big psychic cats and the family's still growing, that's why I plan on them getting a bigger house later on. The house will be crowded enough when the kids get bigger. I imagine having 7 under one roof would be a bit much

[turvi]

Helloooooooo! I saw your clingy Severus fic, and absolutely loved it so muchhhhhhh!

If possible, could I request something a bit like the opposite? I would love to see Severus with an s/o who’s BEYOND cuddly, and will kind of just find him between classes (or whenever they can rlly) and just cling to him like a needy cat XD.

They won’t do it if he’s not comfy with it, but I could also see Sev melting if s/o would just cuddle up to him even if people are around lol

Ahh, thank you so much for this request. I am glad you loved the fic. I hope you enjoy it.

WARNING: HINT OF SEX (LIKE ONE LINE?)

Severus was returning back to his office for the lunch break. The students make way for the potions master. His ominous presence scares all the living souls present in Hogwarts. All except one.

His wife.

She waits in his office preparing tea for him. As soon as he enters his office the smell of cinnamon and tea fills his senses. He never liked the strong smell of spices. But he never even told his wife either. He wondered why. He would always look for opportunities to ridicule or critique people. But he could never do that to his Y/n.

His sweet Y/n. She is an angel really. But Godric it feels like she keeps making an excuse just to cling to him. But he doesn't hate it. No. Even though he doesn't show it he accepts the warmth Y/n has for him. He has been cold and lonely without her.

She feels like the spring that comes after a harsh cold. The kind of spring that mother earth celebrates. The kind of spring that brings out life.

As if on cue Y/n turns back and smiles brightly at his sight. He thinks she might be the only one who is this happy to see him. And he is thankful. And as expected before Severus could even greet her she took him in her arms.

Even after being together for Godric knows how long (because it feels like he has known her for his whole life), his heart still flutters when she holds him like this. He can only pat her back. And she gets it. It's his way of saying he loves her. He loves how she gets he is still not used to this type of affection.

As she busies herself in making tea for him again he remembers how she had unexpectedly shown up in his life. So full of love and life. He previously hated how bright she is. How she could find the good in the bad. Heck, she found something great in him hence she decided to spend her life with him.

He remembers how he would be annoyed at how clingy she is. How he would grumble and groan when she would hug him tightly. How he would frown and tell her she is constricting his breathing. But he wouldn't admit how he would look up at his office door every time it would open, expecting her. How it would break his heart to find it was someone else and not her. When she got sick and had taken leave for a few days..he missed the feeling..he craved it. How when he finally saw her he had to control himself from taking her into his arms then and there.

Like usual she put his tea on the coffee table and took a seat right beside him, nuzzling her nose in his neck. He shivered when he felt her breath against his skin and surprisingly his hands as if they had their own mind dragged her closer to him.

He didn't even pay attention to the tea sitting on his coffee table despite its strong smell. His onyx eyes focused on her. The sunlight seemed to have been glowing brighter as it hit her skin. He was almost afraid to touch her even though he had ravished her last night. He was afraid his touch would ruin something so beautiful like her.

He looked into her eyes. They always looked soft and kind. His touch is featherlight on her cheeks. She leaned into his touch even though it was light. His heart raced as she leaned into him, her eyes asking for permission.

He knew he couldn't love her anymore. His eyes teared up watching her still being respectful of his boundaries as if he will say no and she will still love him as much as she did on the day she met him.

He met her halfway and kissed her passionately. Y/n was surprised when she felt his arms tightening around her waist. She smiled at him as they broke from their kiss. He was slowly but surely accepting the kind of love she had for him.

A/N: I hope you like this. REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED.

[unluckiestmember]

yk now im curious on what would happen if Miguel saw his “daughter” in [Name]. Like she would just pop in with miles ( they’ve been friends since the first movie basically) and she is like a carbon copy of the daughter from the world he was like im when taking the place of himself. I would personally see it as a head cannon type of thing but ur choice! (bonus if platonic yandere) and if u do write this tysm for taking time out of ur day to do so❤️❤️

Coming right up!

Miguel O'Hara X "Daughter"! Reader

Characters: Miguel O'Hara, Miles Morales, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhaker, Gwen Stacy, Peter B. Parker and Jessica Drew

Tags: Found family trope?, yandere!Miguel, Miguel being Miguel, overprotective father figure, problematic friend group, intervention, fluff and hurt/comfort.

Warning: None. SFW.

A/N: Sorry this is not my best, you got me working on four hours of sleep and immediately after an eight hour shift. But I still hope you enjoy this! XD

Let’s get one thing straight; Whether he admits it or not, Miguel loved you since the first time he laid eyes on you.

You reminded him so much of Gabriella in the way you looked, the way you acted, etc.

Literally had to do a double take a few times before he realized you weren’t her.

But even then, that didn’t make him hate you.

Actually, it fueled him to get closer to you and create a bond with you.

Call it the father in him if you must.

He indulges in familial activities like sight seeing and even eating some sweet treats with you.

Spider-Society swears you are the only person to make this big guy crack a smile.

And for that, you are considered a wizard.

Jokes aside, Miguel cared about you so much as if you were his own daughter.

But maybe he cared about you too much?

When you arrived with Miles and he chose to challenge his canon event, Miguel wasted no time giving him a hard time.

Especially knowing that you two were thick as thieves.

If he was sprouting things on you about changing canon and destroying the multiverse, what else could he be putting in your head?

And don’t even get him started on the fact that the multiverse would be destroyed because of him.

You would be taken from him Everything would be taken from everyone.

Even if you have friends like Miles, Hobie, Pavitr and Gwen, don’t expect your father figure to let them in with open arms.

He becomes a literal cat hissing at your inner circle because they’re “bad influences”.

It gets to the point where Jessica, Peter B and even yourself have to remind him you are your own person.

That you are not Gabriella.

And that hurts him because he knows. But that won’t change that you’re his kid.

Just because you didn’t carry the same flesh and blood didn’t mean you meant the world to him.

Was he extreme? Yes.

Was he kind of idiotic? Absolutely.

But he would do anything for you.

He lost one daughter. He’s not going to lose another.

And if he needs to put his foot down a bit, so be it.

Spider-Verse Requests are open!

Likes and retweets are always appreciated! I love you all, stay hydrated and have a good day! <3

[pupkashi]

Ooh ooh I saw someone's doing a Halloween event and that got me super excited so I thought, why not request a drabble for your (and mine, and everyone else's xD) fav boy gojo? The prompt "what do you mean you've never gone trick-or-treating?!" SCREAMS him😭😭

a/n: yes omg !! i was hoping someone would pick this for him hehe i hope you enjoy !!!

warnings: allusions to gojo wanting kids / starting a family , that’s it :3

“did you ever take megumi or tsumiki trick-or-treating?” you ask, setting the full sized candy bars neatly on a tray, handing it off to satoru with a smile. he had insisted on handing out full sized bars, claiming fun sized candy was an insult considering how much was in his account.

“uh yeah i think once or twice, megumi hated it but tsumiki loved it enough for him to dress up and go,” he smiled, fondly recalling the princess costume and fairy costume she wore, megumi with a black cat costume and a pirate costume. “plus i wanted to live vicariously through them and see what it was like to to trick-or-treat.”

the words were so nonchalantly said you almost missed them completely, stopping any movement and staring at him wide eyed.

“what?” you ask, your lover staring back at you with a small smile, shrugging his shoulders.

“I’ve never been,” he mumbles, walking with the tray in his arms, placing it on the table near the front door.

“what do you mean you’ve never been trick-or-treating?!” the disbelief in your voice coupled with your gon smacked face has a grin creeping into his face, dimples making a guest appearance.

“i just never did, the elders were always so uptight, no matter how many times i threatened them with blue,” he snickered, watching as you rolled your eyes at him.

“you were a terrible little brat,” you giggle, he can’t help but shrug his shoulders, playful smile on his face as he replies.

“ours won’t be half as bad though, they’ll have you,” the implications have your heart fluttering and stomach doing summersaults.

“yeah, whatever,” you scoff, clearing your throat and standing up a bit straighter, “i bet you would’ve loved going door to door, you’d probably take all the candy from people who left bowls out.”

satoru can’t help but pout at your accusations, “i would not! I had morals you know, i wasn’t that bad,” he stares at you for a second in silence before his shoulder slump a bit, “okay yeah i probably would’ve taken the bowl too if it was nice.”

the cool autumn breeze hits the two of you as you step onto the front porch, smiling as widely the first group of kids bound into your porch.

“trick or treat!” they shout in unison, an array of costumes and eager smiles staring back at the two of you.

“oh wow, you guys have amazing costumes!” you smile, satoru handing out the candy to the kids, placing them into their jack-o-lantern buckets.

“what are you supposed to be buddy?” he grins, staring at the much shorter little girl near the back.

“I’m a fairy!” she giggles, turning around and pointing at the wings on her back.

“oh my gosh, sweetheart she’s a real fairy!” he coos, slipping an extra chocolate bar into her basket before any of the other kids could notice.

“thank you!” they say, an excited whisper coming over the small group as they stare at the full sized candy in awe.

satoru watches all of them slip their tiny hands into their mom or dad’s hands, glowing grins on each of their faces as they walk alongside their parents.

“it’s rude to stare y’know” you smile, nudging him slightly. he can’t help the burning tips of his ears and pink dust on his cheeks as he sits back, leaning into you a bit.

“just admiring the costumes is all,” you don’t push him any further, letting a small smile creep on your lips when he lights up at the sight of another group of kids heading your way.

[nyxnightshade7656]

Hooked(Pt2)

I'll be honest. I have no idea where this is all really going. But it's fun to write. Hope you guys enjoy, any ideas/constructive criticism, by all means. Help. Also, prerequisite "I don't speak Cajun or French" and I'm sorry if Google Translate makes you mad, but it's kinda all I got. Writing in accents is hard, despite speaking with a deep southern drawl my whole life XD And if ya wanna be tagged, I guess let me know? I think I'm doing it right.

She sighed and made her way back to her window, which was a little more difficult to find in the dark. Then she just stared up at it for a long moment. She had not thought this through, clearly. From the ground to the window was a five-foot gap. There was nothing to really put her fingers or toes into for grip, curse the perfect maintenance on the building. And she hadn’t thought to just drop a rope, of which there was a disturbing amount to be found, or something similar to be able to climb up. And with her phone dead, she couldn’t exactly ‘phone a friend’ for assistance. She rubbed her hands over her face in annoyance at herself.

Just as she was about to give up and turn back to the forest, it wouldn’t have been the first time sleeping in a tree, a voice called down from above, “Now, Petite, what’chu doin’ out here, huh? Gon’ an’ gotcha self locked out? Good thin’ Ol’ Gambit was out patrollin’. Lemme help ya up.” She looked up, eyes wide, to see Gambit looking out the window above her own. He had a smile on his face and looked like the cat that had gotten the canary. Which was to say, entirely too pleased with himself.

Normally she would deny help, just because she hated to bother other people with her problems, but this time she was willing to make an exception. She just nodded. Gambit smiled again, “Hang tight, be down in a jiff.” Then he was gone from the window and she was left with her thoughts. Thankfully, he didn’t leave her outside for long. Soon enough, he was walking up to her.

“So, how’d ya en’ up ou’ere, huh? We all thought you was hol’up in yer room.” He said with a grin as he motioned back the direction he had come from. No doubt, the front doors. She sighed as she turned to follow him, but not before she glanced up towards her window one last time. Gambit caught her glance easily and followed her gaze. It didn’t take much for him to put two and two together, “Ah, jumped out t’window, hm? Cleaver. T’oh a good teif knows to leave a proper ‘scape route. Or return route in dis case. Why not call’er text ta be let back in?”

She grabbed her phone out of her back pocket, showed him the dark screen, then drew her finger across her throat in the universal sign for ‘dead’. He shook his head, “I see. Well, guess you lucked out wit me bein’ a night owl, huh Petite?” She nodded, just once, and gave him a grateful look. Because he had saved her, even if it was just from a minor inconvenience of having to find a tree to sleep in for the night.

His emotions tasted like cinnamon, vanilla and bourbon on her tongue. Warm, soothing, and with a slight spice. Comfort, care, curiosity, and something light and airy that she couldn’t put a name to. She couldn’t read minds like Xavier or Jean, though she had heard even if she could it would be pointless since Gambit seemed to be able to counteract telepaths. She hadn’t gotten the details on the how, just overheard that he could. But whatever it was that enabled him to escape a telepath’s abilities didn’t seem to help him escape her Empathic abilities, because his emotions were like an open book to her.

They made it to the front doors; that Gambit had left propped open which allowed a warm inviting light spilling onto the stone steps from inside. Not many people realized it, but it wasn’t just living creatures that could have emotions. Wood and stone held residual emotion, particularly strong ones. She could feel the emotions that had seeped into the wood and stone of the mansion over the years of it being occupied. It was yet one more reason why she would hide away or try to escape as much as possible. Her first day in the mansion had nearly driven her to insanity before Xavier had managed to place a temporary shield around her mind to help dull the intensity. Now she was able to create her own mental shields that were almost as strong. Still not enough to be normal, but better.

 “Here ya’re Petite, even left th’ light on for ya.” Gambit teased. The playful teasing tone of his voice perfectly matched the happy-joy-warm-citrusy taste of his emotions. They were so strong that she could feel her own lips pulling into a smile against her will. And of course, he picked up on her smile instantly, “Aww, dat fer me? Should smile more, looks good on ya.” He stepped to the side and, as if he were a prince from a fairy tale, bowed with his arms motioning towards the door, “After you, Chaton.”

She shook her head, unable to stop the smile that seemed almost permanently etched on her face, and stepped inside the mansion. Once inside, she closed her eyes and took a breath. It was something she had to do anytime she walked into a place not one hundred percent her own. She allowed the emotions to flow through her, hateangerfearlovejoypeaceexcitementconcernprotectiveness; but she did not hold on to them. She processed the feelings, acknowledged them, and then released them back into the room. It was the only way she could maintain her sanity.

She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a hand on her shoulder, “Ya alrigh’? Ya always quiet, but rarely ever see ya be still as death.” Concern, worry, anxiety; it all tasted like the bitter pith of citrus. She hated it instantly. She shook her head and forced a smile. She had taught herself ASL years ago, about two years after her Siren Song had reared its ugly head and all but forced her to be Mute. But she had learned that nearly no one knew ASL unless they had a loved one that was Mute or Deaf. Which, in turn, relegated her to notebooks or her phone’s talk-to-speech function. Her phone was dead, and she was clearly without a notebook, so that left her with the world’s worst rendition of charades as her only option of communication. So for now, she just went with a simple, unmistakable, hand sign. She held her pinky, ring, and middle fingers up; while her thumb and pointer made a circle. The universal sign for ‘Ok’, followed by pointing to herself.

Gambit chuckled, “One’a dees days, gonna hear that voice a’yers. But alrigh’, you’re good. I hear ya, loud and clear Petite. I’ll walk ya t’yer room.” Before she could physically protest, he placed his hand on her lower back and started to guide her. His emotions made it clear that he didn’t think she couldn’t take care of herself, which she would have taken immediate offense to, but he still felt protective. Curious, and was that affection? She bit her lip, suddenly shy and unsure of herself. She wasn’t sure what to make of those emotions.

“Here ya’re Petite. How’s ‘bout you head on in and get some shuteye, yeah?” He waited until she had opened her door and stepped over the threshold before he leaned into her space, crowding her against the doorway, yet leaving her a clear escape if she so chose, “And Petite? I happen ta be fond of chats. Da kitten ya made Stormy was cute. Still waitin’ fer my lil’ surprise.” He pressed the words against the shell of her ear, making her heartrate kick into triple time. And when he pressed a fleeting; barely there to the point of making her think she might have imaged it, kiss against her jaw, just under her ear, she almost felt like the world as a whole had come to a screeching halt.

He leaned back and gave her a playful wink and casual wave, “Fais de beaux rêves, Petite. Sweet dreams.” And like that, he was gone. And she was left to try and figure out if she had imagined everything that had happened, or if it had been real.

[starryredpandawrites]

So with Bendy copying Audrey to be a person (based on the two bendy bites) would that mean he would also copy the cat?

The reason I thought this is because imagine Audrey comes home to see the cat in loaf form only to turn and see Bendy also loaf-

AbsoLUTEly he would, you genius!

Loaf Bendy would be so precious, both as a toon and a demon XD Toon Bendy is gonna be limited to non-verbal imitations (loafing, stretching like a cat, pushing stuff over etc.) but our big inky boi has no such limits.

There's so much potential here for animalistic behaviors and I'm such a sucker for that, like:

Imagine he starts hissing at Audrey as the Ink Demon. The first time he would probably freak her out. By now, she's gotten fairly used to all his noises and he probably has been using his own version of gurgly hissing that's only called hissing for lack of a better term. Then one day, she does something he doesn't like, like reaching for the remote while he's watching TV, and he just full on cat-hisses at her. It would still be garbled cuz that's how he is and I imagine it would be a lot harsher than a regular cat's hiss. This new sound would definitely cause Audrey to at least flinch and possibly jump back (if she was on the couch, she would probably fall off b/c funny) in fear/shock.

Now, I'm split on whether he would feel bad and not do it again for a while (he hates it when he scares her accidentally, it brings up bad memories) or if he would try to abuse it to get her to do more stuff for him since she's used to all of his other threatening mannerisms. It would probably depend on the severity of her reaction idk

Another possible first scenario where Audrey hears him hiss for the first time could be her overhearing him playing with the cat. Cat thinks it's normal, he learned it from the cat so he obviously thinks it's normal, but Audrey would probably freak out even more because she's still secretly worried he's gonna eat the cat at some point. (I just remembered I named the cat Inkblot so I'm gonna start using that name again lol). He would be super offended by Audrey's overreaction, especially if she tried to separate them. Maybe he starts lecturing her on how Inkblot needs to learn boundaries through his language since he doesn't speak English or sign language and Audrey is just reeling that he's mentioning boundaries when he's constantly pushing hers

OMIGOSH HE COULD LEARN TO PURR

GUYS, I HAVE A LEGIT EXCUSE TO WRITE THE INK DEMON STRAIGHT UP PURRING IN THE FUTURE

Ohhahwaqihufaiouqouihfd I'm so excited for this

yeah sure, it's gonna be garbled af and I was already planning on writing plenty of inky rumbling in the fic but now I can straight up call it purring which is splendid

ESPECIALLY IF HE LEARNS IT'S POSSIBLY HEALING

Problem, I don't think scientists figured out that purring is helpful until recently. (Google has confirmed they first started to suspect it in the 2000s, ugh)

Other problem, can Audrey get sick? For the sake of sick fics, I wanna say yes, but she's also not human so the logical/world-building side of me says no.

Screw logic, imagine Audrey with a cold, just chilling in bed, trying to get better, when Inkblot jumps up on her chest and starts purring. Audrey would appreciate the attention (since she's the cat's third favorite) but she also likes breathing and would keep moving the cat off.

Eventually, the cat leaves and she thinks she's free, closes her eyes, and suddenly the pressure is back but 10X heavier and way rumblier.

It's da Inky boi in his full demon glory, laying practically his whole torso on her and shaking the room with the power of his rumbles. Cue Audrey complaining and trying to shove him off, but not only is she sick but Bendy is obviously way stronger than she is. She has no choice but to submit to the cuddles, but she does convince him to just put his head on her so she can actually breathe.

Okay, I think that's enough silly self-indulgent ideas for one post lol

[unknownwildsoul]

Cw/tw for some possibly uncomfy topics related to animalistic urges/instincts:

[Idk how far this goes in people’s books, so uh- minors DNI for your own good xd]

So, we just ended February, and we’re going into March- this is prime wolf breeding season, and as a wolf therian… I’m honestly really feeling the loneliness. Having a mate is something that I miss really hard, especially at this time of year. The instinct is still here, but everything is so fundamentally wrong in a human body.

I just feel so empty, and I keep having the urge to call out and search for a mate that logically I know isn’t here, but I still think on that base level that they should be.

I both dread and long for the summer, too, because I love the warmer temperatures and being able to stay out longer, but I hate the empty feeling that comes from not having a litter of pups to take care of.

When I was younger I didn’t really understand the feeling of loss and the longing, but I still felt it all the same. Now, it’s clicked for a few years, but knowing doesn’t help the pain, if I’m being honest. I make do by curling around stuffed animals, and heating pads, and my cats, but they’re not my pups, and it only soothes the ache a tiny bit.

About three summers ago I got to go help a family friend with her two litters of newborn puppies [she breeds miniature schnauzers], and the relief I felt in that moment, being able to hold and watch over a new litter? I felt like I had a purpose, like I was doing what I was supposed to be doing, and my instincts were sated. I long for that feeling every summer, and I feel the lack of it so much sometimes I just want to curl up and cry.