#we don’t live together and neither do our pets

[robeau]

This is very very very very very very very verryyy late but due to technical difficulties I only figured out how to post this pic NOW… even though originally it’s a VALENTINES DAY present. So, uhm… again, this is a (yet another) gift for my partner Mika who I love very much :3

(P.S. BY THE WAY! This picture shows my two pet rats and Mika’s cat, but in reality, it is NOT a good idea to house these two kinds of animals together. In most cases, blood will be shed. PLEASE always do careful research before housing two different species together!!!!!!!!)

[kaisfruit]

Hello love! I love your posts so much and I was wondering if I could request a Cole smut one shot? I mean, I saw your head canons and you said you could go on for longer, girl please do!??

Starved | Cole x Fem!Reader

A/N; I DONT KNOW U TWO, BUT U TWO ANONS MWAH !!! I LOVE U GUYS! i wanted to go so in depth w cole cuz i am unbelievably attrracted to that man i aint afraid to admit it. also, neither of yall specified BUT! im going w fem!reader since u both came from the fem!reader hcs <3

warnings; nsfw under the cut <3, cunnilingus, size kink, pussy drunk cole, unprotected p in v (pls wrap it b4 u tap it yall), probably some typos/grammar mistakes cuz i am way too scared to ask anyone to read this beforehand, and uhh i think that's it!

word count; 4.4k (i may have gotten a bit carried away im sorry yall)

Dinner was a favorite time amongst the ninja. It was time to unwind, to have fun, and enjoy each other's company. You had been chatting idly to Lloyd, who sat to your right, for a majority of the time. He was a bit quieter compared to some of the others (full shade to Jay, Kai, Cole, and Nya) and it seemed as if the mundane practice of just a normal conversation was a great relaxer for the green ninja, so he was definitely one of your preferred dinner companions. That didn’t mean there wasn’t chaos going on around you guys. Jay, who was to your left, seemed to be in a full shouting argument with Kai who sat directly across from the blue ninja. The topic of their angry musings was unknown to you, but Lloyd kept making commentary on it every now and again which you would happily add onto.

Across from you sat Cole, then to his left was Nya, and the head of the table was occupied by Zane while opposite him on the other end sat Pixal. Zane seemed content to exist in the company of all of you, only chiming in when he felt like it was needed, but he and Nya were definitely whispering jokes to each other every now again between bites of their food. Pixal, you noticed, was actually jokingly joining in on Kai and Jay’s argument. She would add in one point that was completely absurd and it would cause the other two to blow up again. That robot could be devious when she really wanted to be.

Then there was Cole. You were surprised that he wasn’t also a part of the argument, but you suppose the topic of…maybe devil worship? You weren’t sure, but still, whatever it was didn’t seem to interest the earth ninja. To be fair, you knew the other was prone to getting entranced into whatever he was eating at the moment and Zane had done wonderfully with tonight’s dinner (as he always did) so it was understandable really. 

“And, yeah, I don’t know. I just don’t really understand why I’ve always got to be doing something.” Lloyd finished his story up and you nodded along, having listened intently the entire time. 

“I don’t know either man,” you shrugged as you took a sip of your water, “your shit is always getting rocked one way or another.” That caused a slight snort of amusement to exit the green ninja. “I mean, I would’ve already changed my government name and gone into hiding if I were in your shoes.”

Lloyd let out a sigh. “That’s the dream. I don’t know if I could do all of that. Couldn’t leave you guys behind at all. That’d suck big time. Ninjago should just get its shit together so we can have some slice of life anime lives.” You nodded enthusiastically at that idea.

“Ooo yeah. And then we could have like fun drama like…what outfit am I going to wear tomorrow or oh no my hair is so bad!” 

“Yes! You’re getting it.” Lloyd grinned. “I think I should get a cat.” His mind wandered constantly, so you were only slightly jarred by the sudden conversation change. “I’ve heard that their purrs do some sort of healing and I could for sure use some of that.”

“I think we’d all like having a cat around.” You added on. “They’re sort of independent, so it would be a good pet for our lifestyle.”

Lloyd was about to respond to you, y’know how conversations work, when all of a sudden Jay slammed his palms onto the table as the “argument” had escalated. It caused the table to shake and before you could stop it your water glass had fallen down and drenched your shirt. You let out a loud gasp which quickly caught the attention of everyone.

“Oh my God, [name], I’m so sorry!” Jay began profusely apologizing, scrambling about the table to find some napkins. Kai was howling with laughter just happy to not be the one who fucked something up. Lloyd was a bit in shock, Zane and Nya had both gotten up to grab some towels from the kitchen with Pixal not far behind, and Cole seemed to be frozen. You were too caught up in the water seeping through your clothes to notice, but the ninja sat opposite you seemed to have his eyes locked onto you, his body tense.

“Jay, it’s fine.” You quickly reassured as you stood up, Cole’s eyes following the movement carefully, “I’ll just go get changed. It’s no big deal.” You tried giving the blue ninja a comforting smile, but you could tell the guilt was already eating him alive and it’d be hard to get him out of that state for a while. You’d try again later, you decided.

Letting those who had left to the kitchen know where you were going, you made your way to your room with your arms held awkwardly in the air so that the weird feeling of the wet fabric wouldn’t be sticking to your skin too bad. Before you could forget, you made a quick stop by the bathroom in order to grab a towel from the cabinet.

Finally having made it to your room, you were quick to tug your shirt off and throw it somewhere on the floor. A sigh of relief left your lips as you began to dry off your top half with the previously acquired towel. With a frown, you removed your bra as well since the water had made it to that garment too and once you were sure your skin felt dry you dropped the towel onto your bed and you made your way to your closet.

You were bent over getting into your dresser looking for a new bra when you heard a knock on the door.

“Who is it?” You called over your shoulder, still digging around in the dresser. 

“Uhhh Cole! Is it okay if I come in?”

“I’m sort of changing right now!”

“I won’t look!”

You huffed out a laugh at that. It was sort of indecent to let him in when you were like that, but he did promise not to look. But what if he did? That thought caused your cheeks to heat up a bit. To be completely honest, you were almost entirely head over heels for the earth ninja. The only reason you didn’t choose to spend every dinner chatting to him is because you knew part of you would slip up and embarrass yourself in one way or another. Not to say he didn’t do his fair share of embarrassing himself, but you found that endearing. He’d probably think you were weird and off putting if you were to just slip up randomly. 

“Fiiinneeee!” You agreed against your better judgment. “No peeking!”

You could hear a chuckle rumble from the man as the faint sound of the door clicking open hit your ears. Chancing a glance behind you, you smiled fondly at the sight of Cole with his hands over his eyes as he shut the door behind him. He stood completely still after that too scared to make his way to a place to sit with him completely blind like that.

“Soooo, what’s up?” You finally asked, trying to not get irritated at the fact that you couldn’t seem to find another bra in your dresser.

“I just wanted to check in on you.” Cole answered, his voice strained. “I’ll gladly beat Jay up for you. Swear.” That had you giggling.

“You’d beat Jay up over anything.” You rolled your eyes. “You’re just looking for an excuse to.”

“Nuh uh.”

“You can take a seat, y’know.” You changed the topic, about damn near close to giving up and just going braless (you wouldn’t actually. It sounded comfortable, but you didn’t want to expose yourself like that.)

Cole cleared his throat slightly. “No way! I’d totally bump into like a shelf or something!! All of your shit would be broken and then I’d have to beat myself up after beating up Jay!”

Another laugh escaped you at that. Was all of it made funnier by the fact that it was Cole? Maybe. Afterwards, you went silent as your mind began racing. This could be your chance? Would he think it’s weird?

“Hey, I,” you bit your lip in a pause, “I don’t mind if you open your eyes…” You finally spoke, getting ready to just laugh it off like it was just a joke. What a prankster you are!

Cole seemed to go oddly silent after you said that and you were sweating bullets. The tension that filled the room was suffocating. Quickly, you snapped up with your back still to Cole. That action was followed by the sound of footsteps almost as if the other ninja had begun walking closer.

You were about ready to apologize profusely when Cole’s low voice broke the silence, “can I ask you something, [name]?”

“Anything…” You murmured, still facing the other way.

“Can I…” There was a pause, an eerily similar pause to the one you had earlier. He was hesitant as he seemed to be fighting some inner battle.

Without thinking, you quickly turned around not caring about your current topless situation and you pulled Cole down in order to plant a fierce kiss to his lips. You were about to apologize for your impulsivity and how you should’ve asked first and not assumed, but Cole’s hands came to rest on your waist and he let out a low groan as he melted into the kiss.

You weren’t small by any means, but it was making your knees weak at the feeling of his hands just absolutely dwarfing your waist. Those hands pulled you closer to where your chest was pressed against him and the feeling of the bulge in his pants against your hips caused you to gasp which he took advantage of and slipped his tongue into your mouth. You let out a small whine at the action, but quickly reciprocated even if you let him have control of the kiss.

Eventually, the need for air arose and you reluctantly parted with him, a string of saliva connecting the two of you. His eyes searched yours, as if something in your gaze held the answer to every question he had ever asked, as his hands slowly wandered to the area beneath your ass. After a bit of panting between the two of you, the kiss quickly resumed and he lifted you up easily causing your stomach to do flips. You wrapped both of your legs around his back and took appreciation in the new angle as it was much easier than having him lean down as much as he was.

The kiss broke as his lips began trailing downward. A shiver ran down your spine at the sensation of his lips on your neck and your breath hitched as he lightly nipped and sucked at the skin there.

“You’re gorgeous…” He breathed against your neck.

Between your harsh intakes of breath, you eventually got out, “Cole, I need you.” Which caused another low groan to escape him.

“You don’t know how many times I’ve thought about hearing that come from your lips.” Cole had begun walking over to your bed and gently sat you down atop it as he crawled on top of you. He had barely even done anything, but you already felt like your brain was turning into mush. The sight of his body hovering over yours is something you’ve only ever dreamed about and you subconsciously rubbed your thighs together. That movement caught his attention, but he had to pace himself. Make sure everything was alright with you. You were operating at hyperspeed, however, and began reaching to the hem of his shirt. That didn’t go unnoticed by him either and he was quick to yank the material up and over his head. He flung the shirt onto the floor of your room as you laid there, stunned, at the sight of his body.

Cole was, well you knew he was big, but he was beefy. Clearly, he was muscular, but he had some chubbiness going for him as well and, God, you don’t know if you’ve ever needed anyone more. He was perfect. You started to sit up so that you could absolutely just feel him up, but he didn’t let you get up. Instead, he ran his hands down your stomach towards your shorts. You looked at him confused and he just leaned in close, his breath fanning across your ear.

“I want to make this about you.” His hands had successfully unbuttoned and zipped down your shorts. “Call me selfish, but I need to make you feel good. What kind of man would I be if I didn’t treat you like the finest piece of cake in the damn bakery?” To many, that’d be a cause for laughter, but knowing Cole, that meant everything. He slowly pulled away from your ear and you couldn’t help but look at him with the purest look of adoration after that. Even in a situation as intimate as this, he still managed to get the butterflies in your stomach to go haywire.

Cole slowly slid your shorts down your legs and off of your body. They probably ended up somewhere near where his shirt did. His eyes were transfixed at the wet spot that had formed on your underwear and he found himself subconsciously licking his lips. You, on the other hand, were staring at him with anticipation wondering what his next move would be. Gingerly, his hands came to rest on your waist and you shivered. His thumbs hooked into the last garment you had on, but he paused to look up at you. His eyes were searching yours once more.

“Is this okay?” He finally asked, his voice soft. Your enthusiastic nod put him into action and he quickly slid your panties off of your legs.

Cole could’ve sworn he was fucking salivating at the sight of your core fully exposed to him. He placed his hands underneath your knees and used that position to spread your legs open for ease of access. Knowing he still had his pants on, you were curious to what his current plan was until your eyes widened as you watched his head lower to rest between your thighs. Your face was flushed red and you could feel yourself trembling slightly. What he was about to do was just so…intimate? It felt more like a once the relationship has officially started activity, but it seems he wasn’t even kidding when he said he’d treat you like cake. Was he trying to ruin you for anyone else? (As if you’d want anyone else.)

The breath was knocked out of you as he took one small lick of you. You could’ve sworn you heard a noise escape him as well, but you weren’t given time to even think as he instantly dove back in. He had started eating you out like a man starved. His tongue moved along your pussy masterfully, making careful movements along your clit which caused punctuated whines to escape your mouth. You couldn’t help but reach a hand down to rest on the back of his head which he seemed to enjoy. Cole then made his tongue flatten out in order to lap up as much of your juices as possible. As if this wasn’t enough to get his fill, his tongue finally plunged into your hole and a gasp left your lips that slowly morphed into a low moan. This man was eating you up and you’re pretty sure your mind was completely gone by this point. What was your name? Who cares? Cole was giving you pleasure you had never experienced before and that’s literally all that mattered at this point. If your head wasn’t so far up in the clouds, you probably would’ve noticed that Cole was grinding up against the bed as he ate you out. 

Your grip tightened in Cole’s hair and a moan left his lips which seemed to vibrate along your cunt. 

“C-Cole–” His name was but a mere whimper along your lips and it only encouraged him to move his mouth against you faster. You felt the knot in your stomach twist up as your peak approached. You were practically grinding up against his tongue which Cole enjoyed immensely. He could not get enough and it rewarded him as you practically exploded all over his tongue. He was licking up as much of your climax as he could as you were still shaking in post-orgasmic bliss. Your vision felt blurry at the continued stimulation that carried you down from your high and you were faintly aware of the moans and whimpers making their way out of your throat.

Honestly, you had expected him to stop, but even one orgasm wasn’t enough to satisfy him. Cole was still lost in the taste of your pussy. You felt a bit of pain flare up at the overstimulation and you were trying to gently pull at his hair.

“Cole,” you whimpered, “h…hurts.” That fell on deaf ears as he just continued on. You thought he hadn’t heard you, but a shit eating look was sent your way and you knew he was trying to work you up. 

“Just one more.” He growled along your folds as he moved up to suck on your clit which caused a jolt to travel through your body. It seems as if he had enough of your trembles as his arms came up to rest on your thighs. The position still keeping your legs spread, but his strength kept your lower half still as he continued his ‘feast’. Your moans and whines had definitely picked up in pace at this moment as the pain began to border on pleasure.

Your second orgasm came much faster.

He licked it up just as enthusiastically as he did the first time. You think he probably would’ve tried to keep going for a third time if you didn’t forcefully pull him up this time. There was a sheen of your slick that shined around Cole’s mouth and you looked away slightly in embarrassment. Cole, meanwhile, was licking around his mouth trying to get whatever he had missed. 

Your chest rose and fell rapidly as you attempted to catch your breath after all of that. The shifting of Cole’s body was what finally caught your attention. The ninja was moving himself from above your body to your side and it looked as if he was moving to lay down next to you. All signs of lethargy left your body as you quickly sat up and rested a hand on his chest. Cole stared at you with a tilt of his head, the confusion bubbling within him evident.

“What about you?” You asked, still breathing a bit heavy.

“What about me?” Cole replied a bit dumbly.

“You know…” You muttered, a tad bit embarrassed, but you rested a hand over his painfully hard bulge in his pants. The feeling caused him to shiver and he looked down, realization dawning on him.

“Oh, it’s okay.” He said, picking your hand up and removing it from his crotch. “I said I just wanted to take care of you, right?”

“Yeah you did,” you started, “but I said I need you, didn’t I?” Cole nodded slowly, but a small frown was still on his face.

“Aren’t you tired?”

A sigh left your mouth. “A little, BUT.” You emphasized, noticing how he had opened his mouth to speak after you said that. “God damnit Cole. No way am I going to finally get you into my bed just to have you not dick me down. I don’t care how sensitive I am, I need you to fuck me.” You could barely believe what you had just said, but it got the job done. Albeit a bit slowly.

“...Are you sure? I don’t wanna hurt you…”

“I have never been more fucking sure in my life.”

Seeing as he wasn’t moving, you lunged over to him to begin slipping his basketball shorts down. Noticing your haste, Cole finally started taking initiative. If it’s what you wanted then he just had to give it. With a better method, Cole slipped off his shorts and boxers off together in one swift motion. And, boy, did he not disappoint. EVERY part of him was big, you had just found out. Saliva pooled up in your mouth at the sight of his cock as you couldn’t take your size off of it. If you weren’t so needy, you probably would’ve taken him into your mouth right then and there, but Cole already had a hand on your shoulder forcing you to lay back down as he positioned himself right above you again.

Your pussy was definitely still slick from the mix of your own arousal and Cole’s saliva and he ran a finger between your folds before shoving it into you. His tongue hadn’t been as thick as his finger, but it still wasn’t much to adjust to. The second finger proved to be more filling and your breath was once again escaping in huffs. 

It took a bit until Cole had either thought you ready or just gotten impatient, but he pulled his fingers out of you and lined his dick up with your entrance. A pause. You were about ready to complain until the breath was taken swiftly from your lungs as he slowly pushed in. As he slid in further and further, the more your breaths turned into short moans. It felt as if he filled absolutely every part of you and it was addicting. The stretch hurt, but it was so deliciously overpowered by the pleasure of him finally being inside you. Though, Cole still didn’t even attempt to move until you gave him the go ahead.

From there, he started at a slow but deep pace. It was a sensual experience. Above you, Cole was letting out little huffs and groans at the feeling of your walls around his member. He could explode right then and there if he wanted to. But, he continued at this pace of almost completely removing himself from your hole before pushing balls deep back in. It was excruciating.

“F..fa…faster.” You panted at him. And who would he be if he denied you this request?

The sound of skin slapping skin echoed around the room as Cole slowly began picking up the pace. His hips were pistoning in and out of you at a rapid pace, and you think you finally understood the phrasing of “being fucked stupid.”

Every push in had you moaning loudly. It was either moans or a broken moan of Cole’s name which made him go in a bit harder every time you did that. His head hung low until it was resting in the crook of your neck. The groans and low moans that were leaving the man only turned you on more and you about screamed his name when he bit into your neck. There were no thoughts of anyone here at the monastery hearing you two, as far as you cared, you and Cole were the only people in Ninjago at this point. All of your senses seemed to be completely filled by the man anyways.

The feeling of his licking, sucking, and biting along your neck combined with his rough abuse of your pussy brought you close to your third climax of the night which might be a record for you.

“C-Cole, I’m-I’m close.” You whined, your voice barely audible over the sound of him fucking you.

“God, me too.” He moaned against your neck. Cole was determined to not let go until you had, so he reached a hand down to start playing with your clit as he continued fucking into you. That absolutely sent you over the edge and you screamed as you came all over Cole’s cock. He continued thrusting into you throughout your orgasm which only made it feel that much better. His hips began stuttering in their movements and he was quick to pull himself out of the vice grip your pussy had on him. Cole wrapped a hand around his cock and jerked himself off the rest of the way until his cum started landing on your stomach. He let out tiny grunts as he fucked into his hand a bit before letting go.

You made sure he was looking at you when you scooped up some of his release and licked it off your fingers. He really had to save that image for the next time he masterbated.

Before he even allowed himself to lay down next to you, Cole carefully got up and reached for the towel you had used earlier to dry yourself off and used it to wipe his release off of your stomach, a small ‘sorry’ leaving his mouth as he did so. He was cute. 

Finally, his body dropped harshly at your side and you giggled tiredly at him. Cole rolled over to look at you and you held your arms open, a silent question for him to come cuddle you. 

His strong arms wrapped around your body and you rested your head on his chest, listening to his calming heartbeat. Cole found where your covers started and threw them over the both of you which only made you snuggle in even closer to him.

You two sat there in silence for so long, just catching your breaths, that you nearly fell asleep.

“Hey, [name].” You startled at the sound of his voice. A non-committal ‘hm?’ is what you hummed in response and he just rested his nose on the top of your head in your hair. “Do you want to go on a date with me?”

A content sigh left your lips and you sleepily looked up, causing him to remove his head from its place. “Of course, Cole.” One of your hands slipped out from under the covers and cradled one of his cheeks. You leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on the other cheek. 

“Now, let’s get some sleep. We can talk about the details later.” You said through a yawn and he just smiled at you fondly. You both returned to your previous positions and slowly drifted off, and for once, neither of you felt fear or dread for what was to come in the future.

[nxuvillette]

“BABY, IT’S COLD OUTSIDE!”

SPENDING CHRISTMAS W/ TR MEN

synopsis: spending the holidays with your boyfriend is like a dream come true.

❥- including : baji keisuke, kazutora hanemiya, chifuyu matsuno

❥- note : decided to write something sweet for christmas coming up !! also new theme.. so new post colors :> ! i hope you guys enjoy, reblogs are appreciated <;3.

content warnings : sfw, fem!reader, ageless + blank blogs dni, fluff, christmas activities, mentions of food (baji + chifuyu), use of pet names (babe , baby , princess), tooth rotting fluff.

♡ BAJI KEISUKE

you were honestly super excited that baji suggested building gingerbread houses together for christmas. you had seen many couples partake in the activity and now that you were in a relationship, you wanted to try it out.

baji came over with all of the supplies you needed. he even suggested that you two make little gingerbread men to live in your little houses together. he honestly thought it was super fun decorating their faces with different gumdrops and drawing on their smiles with delicious frosting. it was fun. both of you were having such a fun time doing it that you made multiple gingerbread men and you had even made them girlfriends to have. baji thought it was a cute addition.

it was all fun and games until you and baji got to the house making part.

neither of you expected it to be so complicated and so.. messy. there was frosting all over your fingers and the parts of the houses kept collapsing or caving in whenever you moved your fingers away. there were a few times that he thought it would stick together, but in the end, he was met with the same fate of the pieces falling apart and onto the placemat on the table.

although it wasn’t you thought it would be, you two were still having fun. you would both laugh whenever a piece of the houses would rip over or when the pieces of candy wouldn’t stick long enough. it was hilarious to both of you, so that’s why you continued trying to perfect the houses. baji kept making the same comment that the gingerbread men can’t be homeless and even if the house was falling apart they needed a roof over their heads. you had to agree with him on that.

after almost two hours of working, you both got your houses into decent condition. it was messy and didn’t look anything like the picture on the box, but you still had so much fun regardless. you two were honestly proud that you didn’t give up halfway through and throw them away. 

“well, we did our best!” baji exclaimed, popping one of the many gumdrops into his mouth.

you couldn’t help but laugh at how they looked, but what he said was true. “i agree!” you then came over beside him to take a photo of the houses.

baji snaked his arm around your waist, pulling you onto his lap. he dragged his thumb along the corner of your lip to wipe off the excess frosting. “had a little somethin’ there..” he smiled, pressing a soft kiss onto you. 

you couldn’t hide your grin, brushing your fingers through his hair. he honestly loved when you did that. your fingers always felt so nice threaded through his locks, brushing against his scalp. he could fall asleep like that if he wanted to. “i love you..” you whispered, looking into his chocolate brown eyes. 

he squeezed your body against him, bringing you closer. “i love you more, baby, don’t you forget that.” he intertwined his fingers with yours, spreading his warmth onto your hand.

♡ KAZUTORA HANEMIYA

it was actually your idea to go out and see christmas lights with kazutora. there was a festival that was planning a lighting ceremony and you decided to go with him. both of you were really excited, considering it was your first christmas together as a couple.

you bundled up in your winter clothes. it was going to be a chilly night, but neither of you minded the cold if it meant you got to be together when you saw the lights. it wasn’t a far drive at all and there were a lot of people who were waiting to see the christmas tree shine. the sheer winter wind nipped at your exposed skin, which brought you closer to your boyfriend. kazutora had a tight hold on your body, making sure that you weren’t shivering. he’d hate to see you feeling any kind of cold.

soon enough, the tree was lit. multicolored lights were laced around the trees branches, making them twinkle in your eyes. kazutora couldn’t help but smile at the sight of you gleaming like a small child at the pretty tree. you looked so cute. he just couldn’t help but admire you in the glow of the lights.

you then walked along the sidewalks, pointing at the different trees and bushes that had lights strung along their leaves. you and kazutora had even taken a few photos along the way. he loved nothing more than to spend time with you, even if that meant his toes were numb. you never failed to make him happy and that’s why spending holidays with you felt so special. you made them just a little more exciting than it usually would be. 

kazutora held your hand as you both viewed the different houses in the neighborhood. some people had decorated their houses beautifully. “baby, look! that snowman is adorable!” you pointed at the glowing decor with a smile on your face. 

he chuckled when his eyes focused on it. he had an image flow into his head. it was of you and him together in the future when you had your own house together. you’d be decorating the front yard with too many lights to count and you would have the brightest house on the block. he could never say no to you. 

“looks cute, princess, just like you.” he kissed your cheek, making your face turn warm from the sudden contact.

you shivered at the sudden gust of wind that danced through the air. the temperature had dropped even lower than it had originally started at during the beginning of the evening. “i don’t mean to c-cut it short but can we go home? i-i’m freezing!” you looked at your boyfriend apologetically.

kazutora draped his arm around your shoulder, pecking your lips in the process. “of course, babe. maybe we can make some hot chocolate when we get home, yeah?” he nodded, to which you agreed eagerly.

♡ CHIFUYU MATSUNO

you were excited that evening to spend time with your boyfriend for a little christmas date. he had been talking about it for weeks. chifuyu planned every little thing and he was so ecstatic to have you come over and be with him. he had even gotten you both matching pajamas to snuggle up in.

when you arrived, you were hit with the aroma of food and you saw what your boyfriend had done for you.

chifuyu had bought an abundance of snacks and drinks for you two. he had quite literally gone all out for you and it made you so happy. there hadn’t been a single man in your life that would do something like that for you. it honestly made you fall for chifuyu even harder than you already had before. he had this smile on his face and he looked so handsome in his pajamas.. even if there was a snowman on the shirt.

the two of you cuddled up on the couch with many blankets and watched classic christmas movies together. the food he brought was honestly great too. pizza, cookies, candy canes, he had even made hot chocolate with those extra large marshmallows that could hardly fit in the mug. it was absolutely perfect.

with the food and how late it was, you found yourself becoming sleepy. you had quite the busy day and relaxing with chifuyu was only making you want to drift off and sleep for as long as you could. he could sense by your hums and droopy eyes that you were indeed exhausted, so he decided to take you upstairs to his room so you could both retire for the evening in there. 

“tired, huh?” chifuyu asked, lying down beside you in bed.

you had your eyes closed, but you nodded in response. “yeah.. i was so busy today..” you scooched closer to your boyfriend to feel his arms wrap around your body. 

he pecked the top of your head, tucking you underneath his chin so you were resting against his chest. he smiled to himself at your sleepy form. you were so cute. there were so many reasons for him to love you, and this was just one of them. “goodnight, baby.. i love you.” he rested his chin atop the crown of your head.

a light snore came from your lips, making him laugh through his nose. he couldn’t imagine spending christmas with anyone else but you by his side.

© NXUVILLETTE ┆ all rights reserved, do not repost, translate, or claim as your own.

[writingduhh]

Ted headcanon, trying to convince him to get a pet and he settles on getting a lizard or a cat

SO CUTE I LOVE IT RAHHHH

Ted Nivison || Pet Dad

You’d been on a mission for weeks. You’ were determined to convince Ted that his life wasn’t complete without a pet… And frankly, neither was yours. It started with casual mentions and evolved into a full-blown campaign. You would regularly reposting or mentioning cute animal videos, hoping that Ted might subconsciously come around to the idea. But he remained stubbornly skeptical.

One evening, you decided it was time to up your game. After a long day, you both flopped onto the couch, and Ted was immediately absorbed in a game on his phone. You, on the other hand, were scrolling through videos on yours, searching for the perfect clip to make your case. You found it. A kitten, its tiny paws batting at its own tail with. You couldn’t help but smile.

Nuzzling closer to Ted, you rested your head on his shoulder and showed him the video. “Hey, Ted,” you said, “Don’t you think your life could use a some of this?”

Ted chuckled, casting a playful side-eye at you. “Are you trying to tell me I need a pet to keep me entertained? I mean, I think you keep me pretty entertained.” He teases.

You rolled your eyes playfully, setting your phone aside and turning to face him. “Think about it. A pet would make our home so much fun! You’d have someone to keep you company when I’m not around. Plus, pets are scientifically proven to reduce stress, and I know you could use some extra relaxation.”

Ted smirked, leaning back with his arms behind his head. “Oh, so now you’re pitching this as a health benefit? You’re really pulling out all the stops, aren’t you?”

You grinned, undeterred. “Yep! I’ve even got names picked out. Imagine it: a little lizard we could call ‘Fang,’ or a cat named ‘Whiskers.’ They’d totally complete the vibe here.”

Ted laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. “Whiskers Nivison? That’s… oddly fitting.” He chuckled. “But you do realize pets require a lot of care, right? It’s not just about cute videos and fun names.”

You leaned closer, your hand gently resting on his chest.

“I know, but that’s what makes it special. We’d be doing this together. Feeding them, playing with them, making them feel loved. And I know you’d be amazing at it, Ted. You have such a big heart, and I can already picture you getting all soft over a little pet.”

Ted raised an eyebrow, his expression softening at your words. “You really think I’d be a good pet parent?”

You nodded, your voice earnest.

“I know you would be. Just like how you take care of me, you’d take care of them. And it’d be another adventure for us, something to share and enjoy together.”

Ted sighed, starting to crumble under your sweet words and the genuine excitement in your eyes.

“Alright, alright. But we’re starting small. No giant dogs or exotic creatures. Maybe a cat… or a lizard. Something manageable.”

You practically bounced in your seat, wrapping your arms around his neck in excitement.

“Really? You mean it? Oh my gosh, Ted, this is going to be so much fun! I can’t wait to start looking!”

Ted laughed, pulling you closer and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I’ve never seen you this excited about anything. I guess we’re really doing this, huh?”

You nodded eagerly, already mentally planning the perfect setup for your future pet.

“We’ll find the cutest little pet, and they’ll be so spoiled. This is going to be amazing.”

As you settled back into his embrace, your heart swelled with happiness. You could already imagine the little moments. Coming home to a wagging tail or a curious lizard, curling up on the couch with Ted and your new pet between you, and all the joy that would come from having something to care for together.

Ted couldn’t help but smile as he watched you, realizing that he wasn’t just agreeing to a pet, he was agreeing to yet another shared chapter in your lives. And as he held you close, he knew that whatever pet you brought home, it would be just one more reason to be thankful for the life you were building together.

The next day, you and Ted set out to find the perfect pet. You visited a local shelter and spent hours there, playing with the kittens and observing the lizards. Ted was torn between a playful tabby cat that kept batting at his fingers and a chill bearded dragon that stared at him as if they had already formed a silent bond.

After much deliberation and several rounds of rock-paper-scissors you both decided on a lizard. Ted promptly named him “Sir Scales.”

The first day with Sir Scales was a whirlwind of excitement. Ted was surprisingly hands-on, meticulously setting up Sir Scales’ tank and ensuring everything was perfect. You caught him reading up on lizard care late into the night, and it was the cutest thing ever.

The first time Sir Scales ate in front of you, you and Ted cheered like proud parents. Ted even started keeping a little log of Sir Scales’ feeding times and behavior, just to make sure he was adjusting well.

You and Ted created a little routine around Sir Scales. Every morning, Ted greeted him with a cheerful

“Good morning, Sir Scales!” before giving him fresh water. You’d started calling it “scaly bonding time.”

When you were cuddled up on the couch, you joked about how Sir Scales was the best third wheel, low maintenance but always silently judging. Ted laughed, kissing your forehead and saying,

“We really did pick the perfect pet, didn’t we?”

Sometimes, you’d find Ted just sitting by the tank, watching Sir Scales bask under his heat lamp. When you asked him what he was doing, he’d just shrug and say,

“He’s surprisingly relaxing to watch.” You loved these little moments when Ted’s childlike side came out.

[8-evil-annoying-catboys]

please help a disabled latine trans couple and their two pets stay housed

ok fuck. here we are. i’ll try and make this short. if you’re following me you already know, if not, hi, i’m a bisexual chicane mexican trans person with a weird ass gender, and i’m in a relationship with a bisexual, first-gen usamerican, latine trans man and we live together. we both have lifelong mental disorders that manifest as disabilities, and i am temporarily(?) physically disabled and dealing with chronic pain from an injury, while also dealing with chronic fatigue for as long as i can remember.

due to my aforementioned injury and subsequent surgery, i’ve been out of work for 6 months. now that it’s past 6 months since i was injured, my hospital’s rules are stricter around allowing me to continue getting work status notes that say “this person cannot work at all” and even though my surgeon did his best to give me a note with strict enough modifications that it would be effectively the same, my SSDI is now in peril, and for all i know i will receive nothing for this month. if i do receive anything, it will take a lot of jumping through hoops and time.

i am job hunting but it is slow-going. because of a move, i cannot return to work at my previous location, and because of targeted retaliation, i might not even be able to transfer to a different location and stay employed at the same company. i need shampoo and conditioner. i need to buy cat food and litter. i only have like $10 of room left on my credit card and a huge fucking loan to pay, and need to pay off $100 on each of those asap for a total of $200 in debt payment for the month. i need $60 for my internet bill, and idk how much it’ll be but i’ll eventually need to pay my utility bill too, and, thank god i was able to pay november’s rent, but even if i got a new job today i would still be worried about if i can pay $700 for december’s rent at the end of this month. basically if i can’t get SSDI this month, before the middle of the month when my debt payments are due, then i’m fucked.

disability has been paying me $1032 per month, which has been just enough to scrape by. i will set my goal for the month just a little higher at $1100, so maybe i can buy cat food, litter, shampoo, and conditioner too.. but most urgently, i need $300 to put towards my credit card and loan and shampoo/conditioner and cat needs. unfortunately, there’s no way i can ask for this money from my family, neither can my boyfriend ask from his family. and my boyfriend is employed, but his monthly pay isn’t enough to cover our full rent, so we’d be screwed if i can’t pay my share.

please help me keep my cat fed and myself, my boyfriend, my cat, and his dog off the street!

v3nmo: catboycecil8

dm for z3lle or p4ypal

short term: $0/300

long term: $0/1100

i am hoping against hope that enough people can chip in for this to work out for me, and that i will be employed again soon enough to not need any assistance for next month, but i’m at a loss for what to do right now. i know everyone is struggling rn, so if you can’t donate or choose someone else to donate to instead, please don’t put yourself at a financial risk, but please share this, and if you can donate, please do and i’ll appreciate it so much.

thanks for reading 😭

[cynautica]

One thing that kills me about Alyou is that for their relationship to develop you kind of have to address and utilize the isolation that goes unsaid in the game.

Like, we know Robin isn’t some social outcast. She enjoyed her work and was pretty outgoing. The only live interaction we get to see with another human is with Hal where he says she’ll be missed. She quite literally abandons everything to investigate Sam’s death on a harsh alien planet on the far reaches of the galaxy. She chooses to make herself an outcast. Anyone close to her that hears that is counting the days before she’s assumed dead and missing.

Al-an on the other hand is actively seeking his own people. The entire game is him looking for the other precursors, a goal we can only assume extends well beyond the game. Of which for Robin we can only assume two outcomes: they find the architects within her lifespan or they don’t.

If they do find the architects, how does their relationship fair? Does Robin get sent back to human civilization a hero to architects but a nobody to her own people? There’s no guarantee if she wrote about the precursors anyone would even believe her. Or, doing so makes her and the architects a target for Alterra. There’s no guarantee she’d ever be able to find a job she loved ever again, or, best case scenario her writings about the species make her famous. What then? Sure she might have money and fame, but she’ll no doubt never be able to talk to Al-an again with loads of questions still unanswered.

But what if Robin brings Al-an with her back to the human world? She doesn’t seem to have a lot of faith in humans not acting terrible, trying everything from putting him in a cage to keeping him as a trophy. He might get a kick out of being a science subject at first, but we know he’s not quick to make friends. Maybe he shares some advancements with the humans? If he trusts them that is.

The same goes in reverse in what if Robin stays for some time with architect society? They’d no doubt want to learn everything they could about humans resources willing. However it took Al-an a whole game to understand the nuances of human socialization before they even let him near one. I can’t imagine Robin being comfortable in a whole society full of very tall, very advanced, and very nosey aliens. Best case scenario Al-an shares his etiquette and respect with the other architects or they mostly ignore her. Even with this outcome Robin is still in a world not built for her in mind. She can still make friends with the architects, but they’d no doubt feel clinically asocial.

Then of course the third option, both are fully isolated. They neither find the architects and Robin chooses not to return to human civilization. They both have eachother to keep company, but they’ll always be alone. Humans are designed to seek other humans, and architects no doubt feel the same being social creatures. Sure one another might be “good enough” but there will always be that unmistakable feeling of solitude. Alone together, till one of them dies.

Then what? Does the other move on, driven purely by their desire for scientific conquest on the far reaches of the stars? Adopt a pet and live their life alone like Maida?

The closest thing to a perfect ending is that both the architects are alive and Robin chooses to return to human civilization, but both species are able to build a good working relationship. Both Al-an and Robin are regarded as heroes on both sides and still have the ability to talk every once in awhile. It would be really neat to see precursors join the supporting cast for subnautica 2, being our access port for advanced tech. But then us Rob-an shippers have to face the idea that their relationship would probably end with just friendship or both would still be ostracized for being weirdos

In any solution though there has to be some compromise. A perfect ending isn’t necessarily possible.

This is why I think Alyou should officially be classified as tragic yuri send tweet

[k-kizkhalifa]

Dark for the prompt?

Here you go, darling! ~ kiz

Harry looked around the dark room, frowning as he took it in. “Harry?!” Draco asked suddenly, and Harry felt those frantic hands grabbing at him. 

“Shh,” Harry whispered, holding the man close to himself, “the power went out, hold on.” He was moving slowly, holding Draco as he grabbed his wand and lit it with a quick flourish. Draco’s scared eyes met his, and Harry pressed his lips to his forehead. “It’s okay, Draco, I’m here.” 

“Yes,” Draco nodded, trying to relax, “right, just a surge.” 

Harry didn’t loosen his hold, and Draco didn’t try to get away. They sat there, clutched around each other in the light from Harry’s wand. 

“Sorry,” Draco whispered at some point, feeling Harry shake his head. It didn’t need to be said. At all. 

Harry rubbed his back, the silence surrounding them as the darkness laid out before them. Neither liked the dark, but Harry was better at controlling his fear of it. Just like neither liked a fire too hot, it wasn’t discussed, but it was a shared fear. Just like Draco never turned down a sweet, and Harry never turned down a cuddle. They didn’t talk about it, it just happened. There was comfort in their silence, at times. Their understanding of the other. 

Draco pressed his lips to Harry’s cheek and leaned back against him, “tell me something?” 

“Mm,” Harry whispered, holding the other close to his body. “I am absolutely in love with you.” 

Draco chuckled, “tell me something else.” 

“I would love for us to get our own place,” Harry whispered, “I practically live here, as is.” 

“You want to move in together?” 

“I wouldn’t mind,” Harry said softly, “you?” 

“I think that sounds doable, Potter.” 

“Good,” Harry nodded, “we’ll go view some properties next week.” 

Draco smiled, to himself, relaxing further into Harry’s hold. “I love you too, Potter.” 

“I know it,” Harry murmured softly, “you tell me in your sleep.” 

Draco chuckled, shaking his head, “you have to cook.” 

“I figured.” 

“And, do the dishes.” Harry chuckled, rolling his eyes, “oh, and taking out the trash.” 

“Mm,” the raven haired man hummed quietly, “anything else, Draco?” 

“Want the list?” 

“We have time…?” Harry suggested, as if to say the power was still out, without actually saying they were laying there in the dark. 

“You can’t leave your shoes all over, or your jackets. We’ll have a coat closet. And, you are not decorating. Nor will you complain about the wood floors.” Draco had a warning edge at the last stipulation, “no spare room, I don’t need your annoying friends in my space. I will have a library.” 

Harry smiled, “is there more, your highness?” 

Draco turned, slightly, finding Harry’s face, “sex, all the time.” 

“Oh, absolutely. A must.” 

“Every inch of the house…” 

“Every inch.”

“For research of course,” Draco smirked, letting out a laugh as Harry pulled him into a rough kiss. 

“Research,” he muttered against his lips, “what type of research?” 

“The best place to shag, of course.” 

Harry smiled, kissing him again, “yes, of course. That is valuable research, Draco.” 

“Good, I am glad you see it my way.” Draco moved, straddling his lap. 

“Very persuasive, baby.” 

Draco flushed at the pet name, “thank you for distracting me,” he said softly, honestly. 

“It’s still dark, let me distract you a little longer….”

[yzeltia]

[ HAIR ]: as the receiver leans against them/lies in bed, sender begins to run their hand through their hair to soothe them until they relax or fall asleep.

u'rahn as the one being petted

Let Sleeping Lions Lie Featuring: @scrollsfromarebornrealm 's WWAU Characters: Themis, Rrahnald Chai (U'rahn Nuhn) Rating: T Summary: Themis finds that he might have gotten more than he bargained for inviting Rrahn to live with him.

Themis sighed as he returned home, finding a trail of clothes leading from the door back toward the bedroom. Following the trail, he picked up the discarded clothing until finding Rrahnald curled up in his briefs. He chucked the clothing into a bin then crawled into bed with him, gently pulling him onto his back, knowing well the other could not be asleep without the tell-tell signs of his snoring. “I have resigned myself to accepting that I will, on occasion, have to pick up your clothing from the floor; however, is it possible that you might at least contain your clothing to one room,” Themis asked, trying his best to swallow his annoyance.

Rrahn avoided eye contact. “That is…perhaps not going to be a problem for us,” he said with a swallow.

Themis frowned, brushing his hand over the other’s cheek before lowering his hand down over the scar left behind by the bullet, finding it well healed. “What is the matter? I don’t think I have ever seen you this unanimated,” he cooed, laying down beside Rrahn to run his hands through his hair.

A sleepy noise escaped Rrahn as he leaned into his touch. “I went to visit momma and pa today. Told them my intentions to be stayin’ here with you. Well, you know my momma. She didn’t take too well for me sayin’ I wanted to leave,” he sighed. “Y’know, laid the guilt on thick. Pa didn’t say much though. Got all quiet and let momma do the talkin’.”

“I am sorry the conversation did not go well. Perhaps I should have accompanied you. I imagine news of our relationship came as quite a shock to them,” Themis said, scritching up Rrahnald’s ears to try and elicit a purr from him. 

“Oh. Well, no. She was elated when I explained that parrrt,” Rrahn said, leaning into Themis’s touch.

“Elated?”

“Yeah. Somethin’ about you being an upstanding young man. I uh, didn’t correct the young part,” he mumbled. “So then, things are well. You have their blessing to take up with me then,” Themis asked.

“That…and then some,” Rrahn mumbled, shifting on their bed to get his head into the other’s lap. “Moving in together is a big deal and all. Momma somehow got it in her head that this sudden interest in leavin’ the nest was ‘cause it was somethin’ a bit more than that. Love and stuff.”

“That isn’t wrong,” Themis hummed, watching Rrahn yawn and settle in.

“The forever kind of love,” Rrahn added sheepishly. 

“Forever? Of course it is the forever kind. It would not be something I would confess lightly. That would be the logical-” Themis started before pausing, thinking a moment about who he was talking to. “You told them we are to be married, didn't you?”

Rrahn winced, nodding. “You know momma. She gets an idea and can’t be dissuaded. She had the whole event planned before pa and I could get a word in edgewise.”

Themis flopped back against his headboard, staring out toward the edge of the bed as he let the news settle in. “You didn’t try to correct her afterward did you? Rrahn? Rrahnald?”

He looked down, finding Rrahn out, nose wiggling as he drew in breath, threatening to snore. A small laugh escaped him as he tilted his head back. Living with a partner and now marriage. Neither things he thought possible, even with his restart in Stonewood. He touched his chest, feeling something spark within him. Perhaps…happiness?

[thenationaltreasuregazette]

Interpersonal Aftermath: Ben and Abigail

Ben and Abigail’s relationship also gets plenty of development during the film’s runtime. I have plenty of feelings about how that’s set up. We also know that three months after the treasure hunt, they’re dating. However, a few things.

I don’t think they live together. Is this obvious? When I was younger I just sort of assumed that they did, because they’re shown at the house. Now though, I don’t buy it. For starters, there’s only one car in the driveway (other than Riley’s Ferrari, obviously.) It’s a sporty silver convertible parked up by the house. I would wager that’s supposed to be Abigail’s car. Ben doesn’t strike me as a silver convertible person. Also, if that’s Ben’s, where is her car? Instead, I think that Ben is parked in what must be a garage of some kind behind that tree.

NTS: Do not go on a tangent about that houses! Save that for another article!

But more than the logistics of the cars, it just does not feel in-character to me for Abigail to move in with someone she just met three months ago via grand larceny and almost-but-technically-not kidnapping. Since this scene is our “cut to: happy ending” moment it kind of feels like they’ve been dating since the treasure hunt. After all they kissed in the tunnel and Abigail blushed when Ben’s first demand was that she get off clean from the whole thing.

This is how the story is supposed to go: boy meets girl, boy ropes girl into a life-threatening treasure hunt, girl gets pretty into it actually, boy kisses girl in tomb tunnel, and they both live happily ever after.

Except I don’t think that’s what happened. This is 100% pure speculation, but I believe it would have taken Ben and Abigail most of that three month window to actually decide to start dating. Neither of them strike me as too quick to jump into romantic endeavors, and Abigail especially. Thought it might be the “easy” story to tell there, I just don’t see Abigail agreeing to date Ben in the heat of the moment (the moment being in the days following the treasure hunt), no matter how much she might be tempted to. She has to know that this weekend of her life was an aberration, and so too were all of her emotions while on the Tower of Templar thrill ride.

As I have argued extensively, I think the film does a lot of work to establish that Ben and Abigail have a lot in common, and are well suited to and interested in one another even before the treasure hunt really gets going. That’s the evidence that Abigail is going to need to see more of before she takes that plunge. Otherwise, she’s giving into the desire to make a one-time-only set of circumstances become permanent. And that will only lead to Book of Secrets ruin.

Abigail Chase is a reserved person. In her day-to-day life she dresses conservatively, and doesn’t entertain nonsense from anyone. One imagines she was a teacher’s pet, and an eternal “pleasure to have in class.” Yes, she loosens up as the film progresses, but every impulsive or dangerous decision she makes is directly in service of protecting the Declaration. The Abigail who called up Ian and orchestrated an escape from FBI custody is the What-Happens-On-The-Treasure-Hunt-Stays-On-The-Treasure-Hunt Abigail. Once she comes down from that high, I don’t think she’ll be seeking out any more reckless decisions. And dating Ben, at this point, is definitely reckless.

I imagine there are a few stilted conversations, maybe over some bad FBI coffee. They’re both pushing forward and holding back in equal measure. It’s only after she spends more time with Ben that Abigail starts to realize that her interest in him, and his interest in her, is rooted in more than adrenaline. All of that legal and archeological business with the treasure allows/forces them to spend more time together. By the time we reach museum exhibit openings a few months later, then she’s in a place to think about dating Ben.

And what does Ben think of all this? I have several as-yet-undrafted articles worth of thoughts on Ben Gates’ relationship to romance, so I’ll save some of this for later. Suffice it to say that while I think there is an argument to be made that Ben is waiting impatiently to sweep Abigail off her feet/claim his “prize” for protagonizing, that’s not how I see things playing out. Because while I do think Ben realizes before Abigail that there’s something real between them that’s worth pursuing, I also believe he’d be hesitant to dive in too fast, albeit for different reasons.

Ben has no problem making reckless, impulsive decisions.

No problem at all, as long as it’s a cause he believes in.

What he doesn’t have is a stable history with romance, either first hand or in his family. Depending on whether you live mentally in 2004 or 2007, his mother either died while he was young, leaving his father an exhausted shell of a man, or she was a student in Patrick’s class who got knocked up and tried to make it work, but Patrick couldn’t put her and Ben over his own pursuits (treasure). Neither is great for Ben in this regard.

In National Treasure, there’s no direct mention of Ben’s past girlfriends or how dating factors into his life. All we know about Ben’s romantic inclinations we learn from Patrick, or from Ben repeating his father’s beliefs to Abigail. From these two instances…

Exhibit A:

PATRICK Is she pregnant?

Exhibit B:

BEN Well, my father thinks I've been a little too cavalier in my personal life.

…we can tell that at least Patrick believes Ben is someone who is a bit, um, loose when it comes to his love life. But is this true? I have a suspicion that these lines actually tell us more about Patrick and his relationship with relationships than it does about Ben.

But however you interpret the nuance of Patrick’s words, they make it clear that Ben is someone can and does start romantic relationships but don’t seem to stick with them for long. So if Ben is really serious about pursuing a relationship with Abigail and making it stick, he might try to do the opposite of what he usually does—take things slow instead of rushing in.

Perhaps some symmetry with another gala or exhibit opening party? Riley was so nonchalant about the whole thing it seems like they’ve been to several already.

[3473-warrior]

Misplace - September 2 - Wolfstarbucks - @stag-microfic - word count: 1,016

The clinking of keys landing in the bowl was drowned out by a crash coming from farther inside the apartment. Remus’ brows furrowed, and he toed off his shoes before walking towards the noise.

“What the-” The disarray in the living room caused him to freeze in confusion. “James! Are you home?” There was more crashing and cursing before said man appeared in the hallway entrance.

“You weren’t supposed to be home yet,” he panted.

“Mmhmm, is that why our apartment looks like a bull ran through it?

“No, like seriously. Why are you home so early? You can’t be home yet.” Remus’ eyes narrowed, and he took a second to look closer at his boyfriend. His face was flushed from more than just running around the apartment and there was a slightly glazed look to his eyes.

“Where’s Sirius? I thought it was his day off.”

“He went to the market. Said something about wanting to make a cake or something.”

“Right…” Remus glanced around the living room once more. “My hips were acting up, which is why I’m home so early. Did you misplace something?”

“Umm, nothing important. Have you done any stretches for them recently? We could do some yoga together?” Remus raises an eyebrow.

“You want to do yoga in this mess?”

“It isn’t actually that messy. Give me 20 minutes, and it’ll be spic and spam again.”

“Is the bathroom a mess too, or would I be able to take a shower while you clean up?” James blinked harshly, like the thought of Remus showering was alien to him. “Okay, something’s up. What’s going on, darling?” Remus gently set a hand on James’ upper arm. There was heat seeping through the layers of fabric. “How many shirts are you wearing?”

“What? Just a t-shirt and a sweater.”

“Why don’t we get the sweater off? You look a little flushed, love.”

“I’m actually kind of cold today.” Remus looked around slowly.

“You did all of this and you’re cold?” James shrugs his shoulders, and a sheepish smile graces his face. “Right… Sirius! You can stop hiding now! I’ve heard you moving around for the last 8 minutes.” Sirius leaves their room and comes to stand beside James. “Do you mind telling me why you’re both being secretive, and why James lied about you being at the market? Also, what did you lose that’s so important you have to tear up the apartment looking for it?”

“It was supposed to be a surprise,” James hiccups. “Sirius did go to the market, but when he got back, I was looking for it.”

“And what were you looking for?” James bows his head down and shakes it softly. Remus looks at Sirius with a raised eyebrow.

“I only managed to coax it out of him after turning his brain to mush.”

“That would explain the sweater and joggers.” James’ shoulders hunch inwards. “James, baby, I’m not mad at you. Maybe I could help?”

“No! Neither of you were supposed to know about it until I was ready to ask!”

“James, you wouldn’t ever be ready to ask. Not with the way you were waiting for the ‘perfect’ opportunity. When has anything about our relationship ever been perfect?”

“But I wanted this to be.” Remus’ eyes go wide when James’ breath hitches on the next inhale. “It was going to be beautiful and lovely and so us.”

“Remus and I learning about it while you destroy the apartment looking for it, is very us, James. We don’t need perfect, pet.”

“But you deserve it.”

“James, all we need is you.” Remus drops his head down to easily see James’ face. “Why don’t you tell me what it is, and we can all find it together? It’ll be much quicker, and we can all clean up while we do so.” James scrubs his hands under his glasses.

“You don’t understand! It was supposed to be a surprise, but I wasn’t paying enough attention, and now I’ve lost it!”

“Lost what, baby?”

“The rings I got to propose to you both. I hid them behind the big books that we never look at, and now they’re gone.”

“Oh!” Remus’ eyes go wide in understanding. “That’s what that was.”

“What what was?”

“I found a weird shaped box behind those books when I was cleaning the other day. I put it in the junk drawer that is supposed to be gone through every day.” James jolts in surprise before rushing to the kitchen. Sirius and Remus follow at a more sedate pace and find him staring at the counter with the open box on it.

“I guess now would be as good a time as any since you already know.” He turns around holding a ring in each hand. “I was going to prepare a whole speech and everything, but that went to shit, so,” James drops softly to one knee and gazes up at them. “Remus and Sirius, would you make me the happiest person alive, and marry me?” Remus rolls his eyes when Sirius pretends to be surprised and chokes on a sob. James chuckles at the display, but his eyes light up more, and Remus can begrudgingly accept that he does deserve that.

“Of course, we will, you dolt. Next time don’t give me a headache trying to ask.” James shifts his gaze to Remus but shrugs unrepentant.

“Will you?”

“I would be happy to be your husband, James.” Remus lifts the ring softly from his palm and slips it onto his finger. They turn to look at Sirius together.

“Oh, yeah, just pressure me into making a decision,” Sirius rolls his eyes. “I would marry you ten times over if I could.” James’ face erupts into a bright grin, and he stands up to put the other ring on Sirius’ finger. He sweeps him up into a kiss before turning to Remus and yanking him into his own burning kiss.

“I think the mess can wait until tomorrow, don’t you?” Remus barely hears the words through the fog surrounding his head.

“Yeah, yeah, it can.”

[delectablechaos]

Amusement Park Interlude (2p! Italy Fic) - Part Twelve

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The next day, Ava was called to a meeting at Feliciano’s house. Considering what happened between Casey and Brian, she expected to be chewed out over the fact she had been dating someone. However, when she arrived, all of the first players were present, along with Brian. If they were going to lecture her, she didn’t understand why everyone had to be there.

Either this is a real meeting or they are trying to make this as awkward for me as possible….

Since Feliciano’s living room was only so big, they decided to take the meeting outside since the weather was nice. 

“Now that we all have gathered…” Ludwig began once they were all settled. “It is time for us to discuss the final plan for the event before it is presented to the second players for their thoughts.”

She and Brian exchanged confused looks. They both had no idea what Ludwig was talking about. 

“Oh! We haven’t told Ava and Brian about this yet!” Feliciano exclaimed when he noticed. 

“Oh, that’s right…” Ludwig realized. 

“We’re putting together an amusement park!” Feliciano grinned. 

“...a what?” Ava voiced the fact that she and Brian were baffled by the sudden turn of events.

“It’s going to be a festival,” Ludwig sighed. “It will be held on a Sunday, and everyone can contribute a stand or attraction as long as their plans are preapproved.”

“Why do something like that?” Brian asked. 

“Yeah. I don’t remember anything like that happening in the past,” Ava added.

“Exactly!” Feliciano nodded. “There’s always fighting going on, and our people have suffered because of it. I wanted to do something fun for the people of the city, and a bunch of the others agreed it could be a good idea!”

“I’ll bet it will be a lot of fun,” she smiled. “Nice job for coming up with it.”

“Grazie, bella,” he squeezed her in a hug. “I’m going to do a food stand! You and Brian should do something with your human friends!”

“I guess we could…” she glanced over at Brian. “I’ll bring it up to Casey.”

Brian tensed up when Casey was mentioned, but didn’t say anything. 

“So everyone is putting something together for this?” She glanced around at the group.

“Yeah, dude!” Alfred exclaimed. “It’s gonna be awesome! I’m gonna make this epic rollercoaster with Arthur and Matthew!”

“I have unfortunately been roped into the project…” Arthur sighed. 

“Kiku and I will be doing a petting zoo!” Yao grinned. 

“As you can see, there are different groups doing different things,” Ludwig explained. “But it isn’t just us. As I mentioned earlier, we need to finalize our part of the plans so that we can present it to our counterparts. They will be participating as well.”

“You’re seriously going to let them…?” Brian muttered, clearly suspicious of them already. “Couldn’t that ruin the whole thing?”

“It is a Sunday, so there shouldn’t be any issues,” Ludwig answered. “We agreed to allow anyone to participate as long as what they want to do meets certain requirements. This is their city as well. It is important that people see them putting forth effort, just like we do. It would be unfair to exclude them if they want to participate. When we pitched the idea to them, Allen brought up wanting to do a haunted house. We will know more about their plans once we meet with them again.”

“That…doesn’t actually surprise me,” Ava muttered. 

She had run into Allen multiple times during her many trips to see Luciano. And it wasn’t just him. She had met many of the second players by chance at this point. A haunted house did seem like something Allen would enjoy. She had to admit she was a bit interested to see how it would turn out…

“At least we know it should be eventful,” she said. “Let me look over the requirements and I can start trying to work on something with Brian and Casey.”

“Danke for helping out,” Ludwig handed her a folder of papers. 

“This is going to be so much fun, bella!” Feliciano beamed. “I can’t wait!”

She forced herself to smile. “Yeah, neither can I.”

“Um…I should probably help Alfred out with that rollercoaster,” Brian said to her. “It sounds like a big project, ya know? You and Casey can handle gathering your human friends, right?”

She understood why he wouldn’t want to work with Casey. Honestly, it would be awkward forcing the two to do this together. Letting him help someone else would be easier in the long run. 

“That’s fine. We can handle it ourselves.”

“Yo, for real?” Alfred grinned. “You’re gonna help me, Brian? Thanks, dude!”

“No problem, man,” Brian smiled. 

Ava had to force herself not to show her disappointment throughout the rest of the meeting. Everyone continued to talk about the plans for the festival, but she was lost in thought for most of it. A festival would be a lot of fun…but what was the point? It was a festival where everyone could interact normally…and all she could think about was spending the day there with Luciano. 

There was no way she could go. She would just be depressed, knowing she would never be able to experience it with him. And it would be unfair to force Casey to deal with her in that state when she could go with her other friends and actually have fun. She’d already put her through enough these past months…

As the meeting finished up, almost everyone filtered out of Feliciano’s home. Brian, Kiku, Gilbert, and obviously Feliciano and Lovino were still present when Ludwig called for her to stay behind. From the look on his face, she figured it was time for the lecture she thought she was in for when she was first called for the meeting. 

“What’s up?” She asked when they moved to the living room. 

“Brian has informed me that your friend told him that you’ve had a boyfriend for the past few months,” Ludwig stated. 

She sighed. This was not going to be pleasant. 

“Yeah, I’ve been seeing someone.”

“We have discussed this before. A relationship conflicts with your duties to Feliciano.”

“And yet nobody has noticed?” She countered. 

Ludwig opened his mouth but then realized he didn’t have a comeback for that. 

“I’ve made sure to prioritize my duties. There should be no problems,” she continued. 

“E-Even so…Brian said your friend made some disturbing comments about him.”

“Like?”

“Like the fact he wants you to give up being an Attendant,” Brian suddenly spoke up, an accusing tone in his voice. 

Everyone but Ludwig was shocked by his words. 

“W-What?!” Feliciano cried. 

“Brian!” Ava snapped. “That’s none of your business. Obviously, I’m still an Attendant and I’ve still prioritized my duties over my boyfriend no matter what he’s said about it.”

“That doesn’t matter! The fact you’re with someone like that is dangerous!” Brian snapped back. “Not to mention Casey! I had no idea she’s thought the same thing this entire time. Apart from us, the two people you’re close to want you to have a normal life, and you don’t get to have that. You aren’t human. They’re driving you away from us!”

“The ones driving me away are you!” She exclaimed without thinking. 

It became dead silent. After a moment, Kiku was the one who tentatively broke it. 

“Ava…what do you mean?”

Dammit…Now that I’ve said it, I can’t take it back…I have to explain myself.

“They aren’t the ones telling me I can’t date, or that I can’t get a normal job. They don’t make comments about me rarely misbehaving when I answer a phone call during a break in a meeting. They don’t tell me my friends are bad because they just want me to be able to live in a way that makes me happy. And they don’t shoot their guns when they might risk hitting me.”

“Wait…you were shot at?” Brian was baffled.

She nodded. “And you want to know the best part? Luciano was the one who pushed me out of the way!”

She turned to glare at Ludwig. “Do you know how ironic it is when the person who is trying to kidnap you saves you from being shot?!”

“We…We were trying to save you,” Ludwig stumbled back, surprised by her sudden hostility. “We were willing to do anything to stop him.”

“Shooting me along with him shouldn’t have been on the table!” She yelled. “Not after everything I’ve done for all of you!”

“B-Bella…” Feliciano muttered, but apart from that, nobody knew what to say. 

“If anything were to make me stop being an Attendant, it would be your actions, not anyone else’s,” she stated before storming out of the room. 

“Bella, wait!” Feliciano exclaimed, but she didn’t stop. 

He chased her all the way out to her car. 

“I’m sorry, bella!” He flung his arms around her. “We didn’t mean to treat you that way!”

“Feli…You aren’t the one who needs to apologize…” she muttered. “You didn’t do any of those things. Yeah, certain things you went along with, but most of the time when I’m ordered to do or not to do things, it’s Ludwig. And I’m not even his Attendant…”

“But still…I had no idea those things were upsetting you, bella. Why didn’t you say anything before now?”

“I don’t know…I’ve been fighting the viewpoint I grew up with, that this is just how things are, and the realization that it doesn’t have to be this way. It all just…finally boiled over, I guess…”

“We can change, bella!” He clung on to her. “So please don’t leave me!”

“I’m just going home, Feli…Don’t worry,” she sighed. 

He stood up straight, but there was still a sad look on his face.

“You’ve changed, bella…Around when Luci started targeting you…it seemed like you were enjoying your life more. But then he almost took you and you stopped coming to the fights…and you got really sad. You weren’t leaving your apartment…I was really worried, but everyone brushed it off and said they were sure you were fine. But you weren’t fine, were you…? What happened, bella? You can tell me anything, I promise.”

“...No, I can’t.”

“Does it have to do with Luci…?”

“No, Feli…It doesn’t.”

She hated lying to him…There was no way she could tell him the truth, though. It didn’t look like he fully believed her, but he let it go. 

She decided to tell Casey about the festival as they were making dinner together that night. 

“That sounds like it’s going to be awesome!” Casey gushed. “I’ll bet they’re going to go all out! I mean, Alfred is making a rollercoaster?”

“Ambitious, huh?” She chuckled. “They asked if we would put something together with some of our friends.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. They want community involvement. They saw me as an easy way to get some of my human friends into it.”

“Guess that makes sense…Do you have anything in mind yet?”

“I was thinking something simple that we can get a lot of people involved in. Like a community bake sale?”

“That’s not a bad idea. You’re a great baker and a lot of my friends enjoy baking too. I’ll bet we can get a good amount of people involved.”

“Want to help me recruit then?” Ava smiled. 

“Hell yeah! We’ll make it the best bake sale ever!” She grinned. “And we’ll have to find someone to run it so that we can enjoy the festival together!”

Ava didn’t have the heart to tell her that she didn’t want to go to the festival at all. 

[1rakus]

Here’s a little Id indicator so if anyone has further questions I can answer: 🐈

OK so I just finished studying abroad in China and hopefully I will never have to worry about this story ever again lolllllll.

I’m studying/was studying w a bunch of other USAmericans (all straight guys except for me (neither of those things) and another guy (only 1 of those things) A lot of them got really into the Shanghai clubbing scene and made friends w some other Chinese college students. ONE of them the most whitest guy in our group w blonde hair blue eyes and big pointy nose hooked up with a girl at the club and started dating her ~2 months before we left, which is fine except for the fact that she was SEVENTEEN. (ILLEGAL IN CHINA TOO BTW NOT JUST THE US (he’s 22 or 23 BTWWWW)) I really don’t know what her deal was very much but later in this story I interrogated the guy w my roommates and apparently she’s taking a gap semester (FROM **HIGH SCHOOL**) because her parents are getting a divorce. Also, she’s not even from Shanghai, she’s from Shenyang (WAYYYY north an 19 hour drive away from Shanghai) so she was fucking. Living in his apartment room for like 2 months and they did not ask his roommates if that was ok.

This is all bad enough, but apparently about a month into dating together and living in his apparartment she started getting bored when he had classes and was out. So, instead of going out by herself, or getting a hobby, she decided to adopt a kitten! She tells the guy hey let’s adopt a kitten, he considers it for less than 15 mins and they fucking go to a cat store and adopt a kitten. When he’s about to go back to the us in 3 weeks. They post the kitten on their wechats and dress him in little clothes and stuff and do a kind of ohhh isn’t it cute that we have a kitten now bit for about 1 week (they adopted the kitten on Sunday may 19). On Tuesday may 21st, the guy decides to go traveling around southern China and leaves the kitten w the girl. On Thursday may 23rd, my roommates go to help give the kitten medicine because he had ear mites and the girl is like heyyy I actually want to go to Suzhou for like. A night. Actually scratch that like 2-3 nights. Can you take care of the kitten? She had not met my roommates previously neither had the USguy but they sure were willing to leave the kitten in our dorm room! I was out of town at the time, but when I got back on Sunday the 26th, the kitten was still in our dorm room, the girl was back, but posting herself getting cocktails and coffee on her WeChat moments having never asked once about how her kitten was doing at a strangers house. At this point my roommates and I were very worried that with how irresponsible these two had acted when it came down to it and they couldn’t take care of the kitten anymore they would just abandon him on the streets and basically leave him to die, so we staged an intervention first w the guy and then w the two of them.

When we confronted the guy, he literally blamed her for everything, saying “oh it’s his first pet” and “she has a cat at home, so I figured she knew what she was doing.” SCUMMY, but unfortunately I was not surprised because at this point to me he was the scum of the earth. When we confronted the two of them it seemed like she had actually come up with a plan on her own, to take the kitten back to her hometown w her and give him to her aunt! My roommates and I were very relieved because 1) there was finally an adult involved in this situation and 2) we definitely couldn’t take the kitten w us because of import laws and how the flight would be so long it would actually be dangerous for the kitten’s health. So the kitten was guaranteed a future with someone who seemed to actually have experience caring for animals and also care for their well-being! We ended up keeping the kitten for one more night because the 2 of them wanted to go to Disneyland, and then, on Thursday the 30th, we returned the kitten. My roommates went traveling that day for the weekend, so I had the apartment to myself. That Friday I was a bit sick so took time to recover rather than checking on the kitten. That Saturday, I went to go see how the kitten was settling in, and apply his medicine. I hung out in their apartment for like 10-15 minutes and then they were like, “oh, we have to leave to ship him to shenyang!” I was like HUH? They had somehow gotten some pet transport service to get him on a train ride to Shenyang. In retrospect, this was a pretty good thing and probably set up by the aunt (cause those 2 definitely didn’t know what they were doing) but at the time holllyyyy shit did it freak me out!!!! I was following them around their apartment as they packed asking questions like, “you’re gonna give him water for the trip, right?! Right???!!!?!!?!” And making sure they gave him more than a days worth of food so he would have food on arrival and making sure that he had a cloth in his carrier and then they were off! It was actually a good service, not the thrown into a pile of luggage and left in a dark room w no food and water that I was catastrophising about at the time but wow! Did that freak me out!!

The kitten did arrive safely in Shenyang and the two of them also went there to introduce the USguy to her family I guess??? I mean. I don’t think that the relationship will last with him going back to the US (today, Jun 8) but we’ll see! I’m still on her WeChat moments and she literally posts when she gets her period so I will keep you posted on if/when they break up!

Anyway I need to tell as many people this fucking crazy story as possible because it was stressing me out soooo bad while it happened!

i can't describe my feeling right now

[thequietmanno1]

Thelreads, MHA 286, Replies Part 2

1) “Neither do y'all know what’s actually in there, fighting them. If any of you knew you’d run away in fear, but there’s no running away.”- It’s a rock and a hard place situation, except both of them are walking incarnations of destruction, and both of them are moving closer together as time goes on…. 2) “WAIT WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SHIGARAKI PUTTING HIS HAND ON MIDORIYA WHAT NO NO NO NO ABSLOULTELY NOPE NOPE NOPE”- Actually, in this case we’re lucky, because it’s AFO putting Tomura’s hand on Izuku’s face, and his first order of business is to steal OFA before dusting Izuku, which gives our boy a second’s breathing room that others don’t have. 3) “OH THIS PLACE SEEMS FAMILIAR

OH GOD WE’RE ABOUT TO SEE SOME SHIT AREN’T WE

IS THIS GONNA BE A BATTLE IN THE MINDPLACE ARE WE GONNA PULL A STAN PINES”- Unfortunately, Izuku doesn’t have an ironclad defence built into his brain like an Iron plate or such, as evidenced by the crumbling jagged cracks you can see seeping into this place, originating from the presence of the mental fusion between Tomura and AFO. Just them being here is already starting to eat away at OFA’s defences, and once that goes, so too does Izuku. 4) “OH GOD THERE’S THEM

AND AFO SEEMS TO BE PUTTING SHIGARAKI DOWN 

OH THIS IS NOT GONNA BE GOOD”- Putting him down by assimilating his mind into nothingness. Tomura always thought he’d be the big bad villain, was told by Garaki and AFO this would be the case, and it was technically correct….with the cravat that it was always going to be AFO in the driver’s seat once Tomura’s body was ready. 5) “OH GOD IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S GROWING OUT OF SHIGARAKI LIKE A PLANT, OR A FUNGUS”- The positioning also makes Tomura look like a literal ventriloquist’s dummy, underscoring how he’s becoming a puppet of AFO’s in body and mind.

(MHA ch 285)

6) “HE REALLY FUCKING TOOK OVER OH JESUS FUCK WE DIDN’T EVEN GOT TO SAY GOODBYE TO SHIGARAKI”- Well, Tomura’s not completely gone within, but it’s only a matter of time before the assimilation finishes….

7) “I RECOGNIZE THAT GLOVE

IT’S HER ISN’T IT???”- Izuku’s fought until his body and soul literally can’t stand up straight anymore. It’s about time the adults in his head pulled some weight of their own. 8) “IT’S HER

BUT NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT, I’M NOT LIKING THAT WE’RE HAVING BOTH OF THEM HAVING A HAND PLACED ON THEIR HEADS AS AN OLDER SPIRIT TELLS THEM THAT THEY ARE THERE TO TAKE CARE OF THINGS 

I’M REALLY NOT LIKING THIS”- It’s again a showcase in contrasts. AFO’s hand on Tomura is full of “bad Touch” (in all senses of the word) vibes, almost petting him, whilst keeping his face bowed towards the ground, so he can’t stand up straight, showing his oppression. Nana’s hand is there as a support to Izuku, to let him know that he doesn’t need to keep trying to do it all himself and to just rest back for a moment whilst they take over the fight, now it’s moved into a realm where the Vestiges can contribute. 9) “Midoriya can’t lose his quirk here, but I’m having a feeling that he won’t leave this fight unscathed. There will be a price to be paid for being that close to the Lord of Evil himself. He is staring into the abyss, and his face is close enough that the Abyss can reach him”- Say, do you remember how AFO seemed to somehow know things about Izuku, like when OFA was awakening to the dormant Quirks of the past holders?

And do you recall how, in Harry Potter, it was revealed that Harry was actually an unknowing Horcrux to lord Voldemort himself, giving the latter the ability to mentally influence him in book 5, in order to serve his will? And how the wills of the past holders are similarly capable of controlling Izuku’s body if his own will is overridden?

I’m not saying that the Vestiges won’t be on guard against mental intrusion from AFO, but there’s a hell of a lot of overlap between the HP books and this whole “stealing my protégée’s soul to live forever” plot AFO’s cooked up, and that should be very concerning for Izuku…

10)

On a related note, the reason Izuku's depicted as a cute sheep as his spirit animal is because of thier shared adorableness, but also, if given enough time to train/grow, a sheep can fully grow their horns in, and become extremely capable of messing you up with them, just like All Might the Ram with the grown horns is the strongest hero in the world, so it's to showcase how he's both cute and deceptivly dangerous at the same time. Aaaand, here's the chapter recap by Doodlelotl:

@thelreads

[umemiyan]

HI DAHLIA!!!

🎟️ & ☔️ for dahlimegs

🪩 & 🥳 wild card/your choice! i can't remember who all is in your harem so i'll let you pick for a couple questions teehee

THANK YOU BEAUTIFUL!!! i love this little game you've created <33

w/ megs

🎟️ – do you go to live entertainment together (concerts, plays, etc.)?

sometimes, yes!!! i'm personally not big on the crowds and loudness of big concerts, but i do enjoy smaller things and outdoor music festivals and such. megumi will tag along if i ask. i also like plays/musicals! he'll go just to keep me company even if the event doesn't particularly catch his interest at first. but we often have similar tastes and he can be open-minded.

☔️ – who carries an umbrella everywhere & who splashes in puddles?

neither of us are puddle splashers really!! and megumi’s basically my personal adhd assistant. ‘don’t forget an umbrella’ and ‘don’t forget your wallet’ etc. etc. so if we’re going somewhere together, he’s the one in charge of the umbrella lest i leave it in the floor of an ihop while talking about the ethics of animal husbandry or some shit as we're leaving

w/ denki

🪩 – who’s the life of the party, and who seeks out the host’s pet to hang out with?

funnily enough, it really depends. my initial instinct is to seek out the family pet, but if i'm comfortable at the function, i can very easily become life of the party. denki is also very life of the party material. when put together, people probably pray that we just chill the fuck out (gotta love a pair of hyperactives). denki actually makes it easier for me to get over my anxiety and have fun in situations!! my social battery is still not as long-lasting as his tho, so i'm more prone to retreating after a while if the overwhelmed feeling starts to hit me.

alright i'm officially jumping on the tanjiro selfshipping train after abstaining for a while so i wanna talk about him for a sec alkjoiwaf

w/ tanjiro

🥳 – who makes a big deal out of every little anniversary?

tanjiro likes to make me feel loved, and he is very successful at it. this guy would be able to fix me fr actually. but anyways!!! early on, he likes to build trust and show me that he does genuinely think and care about me even if it's just via silly little anniversaries. it baffles me, and sometimes i feel bad for not being the one to initiate or act on certain things just because i'm on autopilot "no one cares" assumption mode. but he insists that it's okay and that he doesn't do it because he expects anything return. even if he just gets me a tiny little treat on our 6 month anniversary or something (he's probably the one who remembered it first), it nearly brings me to tears. his warmth makes me want to open up and do extra things for him too!!!

(wow that felt sappy. sorry bro he kinda makes me wanna cry)

selfship asks

[saviorbook]

Valentine's Day

Yo, it's the last day of @fransweek!!! As always, this was super fun. On this, the final day, I give you another fluff filled story. Enjoy!

Normally, Valentine’s Day has chocolates, flowers, and lovey dovey mush. This year, Valentine’s Day was going to be full of adrenaline. They had everything planned: skydiving, zip lining, roller coasters. They had the next month booked with travel plans, all dedicated to celebrating their recent engagement. Unfortunately, a blizzard ruined all of their plans.

“Hey, the weather looks pretty bad. Have you called the airport today?” Frisk looked out the window to see a thick blanket of clouds covering the sky and a thick blanket of snow that was only getting thicker.

“yeah, i just got off the phone with them. we’re grounded until further notice.” Frisk groaned before burying her face in her hands.

“That’s great. I only had the days off if we were on the plane today. I’m going to get called in tomorrow.” She let out an aggravated breath, and Sans placed a gentle hand on her back.

“ah, chin up. let’s face it, neither of us would’ve lasted a week without going to work, let alone a month. i guess this is just the universe confirming it. in the meantime, we don’t have to let today go to waste. we woke up really early, so we have all day to do whatever we want. I’ve always wanted to try painting, and you happen to be really good at it, so...” She shook her head and turned to face him with a large smile.

“Okay, challenge accepted. I’ll go get my painting stuff.” When she disappeared around the corner to go to their room, Sans started to clear a spot to set up the canvases, a grin plastered to his face.

They spent a few hours just painting and goofing off. Paint ended up everywhere, and neither could stop busting a seam. Sans had splatters of paint on his forehead and clothes, and Frisk had smears of the stuff on her cheeks and in her hair. After they had wound down a little, they started to make lunch together.

“what are you thinking for lunch, sunshine?” Frisk blushed a little at the pet name.

“Well, it’s not like we’ve been grocery shopping in a while. We were prepared to be gone for a month, so I was thinking Ramen. It’s pretty much the only thing we have in the house.” He wrapped an arm around her waist and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“sounds perfect, starlight.” She blushed again as he bent down to pull out a small pot from the cabinet.

“What’s gotten into you today? It’s weird to hear so many pet names come from you.” He glanced over to her with pot in his hand.

“i can stop if you want me to. i just thought, it’d be nice. plus, i have a backlog of them, so i can go at this all day. if you want, you can even pick your favorite one, darling.” She snorted a little before shaking her head and grabbing the pot from him.

“Okay, you can keep going. Just, never call me ‘darling’ again.” He gave a mini salute and pulled the Ramen packets out of hiding. (Papyrus was going to house sit for them, and stars help them if he found out about what noodles they were eating.)

“i one hundred percent understand, dearie.” She scoffed at that one as she put the water in the pot and put it one stove.

“Okay, ‘dearie’ is also a no go. Please refrain from using the pre-established pet names of our friends. I can’t handle it.” Sans look only grew more mischievous when she turned her back to him, allowing him to wrap his arms around her as he put the noodles in the pot.

“well, i would never want you to be upset with me, human. i love you too much for that, punk.” He could feel her tense in his grip.

“I hate you.” She couldn’t hold back her laughter as she started to stir everything together.

“ohhhh, that’s why you’re wearing that ring. i see...” He spun her around quickly, cutting off her giggling by kissing her.

“Sans, the food...” He chuckled before letting her continue, and when the noodles were done, they went to the living room to eat together.

“so, what do we do next, snookums?” Frisk rolled her eyes, before crawling over to the drawers under the TV.

“How about, I kick your butt in some video games, Snookums?” She raised a brow as she held up two controllers.

“all right, berry boo. you’re on.” Frisk cracked up as she put a fighting game in the console.

“Where do you keep getting these?” Sans shrugged as he picked his character.

“a website. i was going to tease you with a bunch of them over the course of the month we were supposed to be gone, but today works, and there were a few i actually like. i will admit that ‘snookums’ and ‘berry boo’ weren’t the ones I liked, but seeing your face was pretty fun.” Frisk rolled her eyes as she picked her character and proceeded to beat Sans at every match.

Eventually, dinner started to roll around, and neither of them knew what they were going to do. The blizzard was still going on, so no one was doing delivery. They couldn’t ask any of their friends for help, since everyone was snowed in. It was kind of a mess.

“how much do you want to bet that we have a can of chicken in the cupboard, dumpling?” Frisk rolled her eyes for must have been the hundredth time.

“It can’t hurt to look. Right, Moonbeam?” Sans swallowed thickly before turning on his heels in order to look for the can, his face a bright blue.

“i found it, cupcake.” Frisk laughed a little before showing him the canned beans and tomatoes she had found.

“Funky chili, my precious jewel?” Sans let out a deep breath before grabbing a pot to throw everything into.

“you weren’t supposed to join in on the pet names, tater tot.” She slid her arms around him.

“Why not, Buttercup?” She could feel him shiver against her as started to put everything in the pot.

“i wanted you to be the flustered one, for once. you joining in, isn’t keeping me from being flustered, angel.” She buried her face into his back before laughing a little.

“I’m sorry. I won’t participate anymore. All the pet names are yours to use.” He stiffened before turning himself around.

“i didn’t mean it like that. i actually don’t want you to stop. i like hearing you say them, love.” She blushed again before clearing her throat.

“Which one is your favorite, hon?” He smiled at her softly before pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“i think ‘moonbeam’ is my favorite. i like hearing it from you. i don’t think i’d like it in public, but this is nice, our more intimate moments.” She smiled back at him.

“All right, ‘Moonbeam’ it is. I really liked ‘Starlight.’ I think it’s better for in private, but I wouldn’t mind if you called me ‘Love’ at any time.” He chuckled before agreeing to her terms and turned back to finish dinner.

Once they finished eating dinner, they settled down to watch a movie and both fell asleep. It wasn’t what they had planned for their Valentine’s Day, but it was one that neither would forget.

[gatesofember]

hi! I hope this is okay to ask, if not, feel free to ignore, or like, direct me somewhere else if that's better!

We got a little kitten (2months) and we're trying to introduce him to our other kitty (7months), and like, they're hissing at each other (they're separated now!)

I guess I wanted to know what you did to help your kitties introduction and interactions, or if you had any advice :)

I'd appreciate your help, because I'm still so in awe and have so much respect for you for helping and adopting clover! And your kitties are adorable!

But no worries, either way, thank you have a nice day!!

hi! sure!

Gigi and Clover were a little different than your cats because Gigi’s an adult (3 years) and Clover was a newborn when I brought them inside. Clover was basically a fuzzy potato with no opinion, so I only had to worry about getting Gigi on board, but since your cats are both so young, they’ll probably have an easier time adjusting to each other than Gigi.

having them separated is the right thing to do at first. usually you want to introduce by scent. swap pet beds/blankets/pillows in the rooms you have the cats in to get them used to each other’s smells. try putting things that smell like each other in their favorite spots to sleep and by their food bowls because that should help them associate each other’s smells with something positive. (I sorta skipped this step with Gigi and Clover due to Clover’s potato-ness because I could just show Gigi the wiggling potato and then put the potato away. didn’t have to worry about Clover having a mind of their own yet.)

after they get used to that, you can try opening the door between their rooms a bit to let them see each other (maybe put a chair in front so it doesn’t open all the way). they might smell each other or play a little bit. they also might hiss but that’s okay. you don’t want to punish them for hissing or smacking each other because that could make them associate each other with punishment.

once they get used to seeing each other, you can let them into the same area. if possible, it’s good to introduce them in neutral space (like maybe you have them in different bedrooms, but you introduce them in the living room) so neither of them feel like their territory is being invaded. remember not to yell or punish if they hiss or smack each other. let them figure it out if it’s something minor and separate them if they keep having problems. if there’s an emergency and you need to stop a fight, you can try throwing something in that general direction (but not AT them obviously) to distract them instead of yelling. I used to give Gigi treats when Clover was around to make her associate Clover with rewards, so maybe give them something they like to make the time together as pleasant as possible. the main thing is to take it slowly and be patient! if it’s not working, then you can try again later. give them time. I’m sure they’ll come around soon.

a couple things that might be useful to know: 1) it can be a little difficult to tell the difference between play and aggression sometimes. when Gigi was scared of Clover, she’d smack them. when she first started liking Clover, she still smacked them, but I could tell it was play because of her ear position and her posture. watch their body language closely to tell the difference. 2) cat play can be pretty rough, so if you think the older one is being too harsh with the younger one, it’s probably okay. 3) Gigi has started nipping Clover a little bit when Clover bothers her, but that’s just how cats discipline kittens, so if you see that, it’s probably nothing to worry about.