#you know whats FUNNY? a cat being Mildly annoyed by their owner*. a cat being startled by a cucumber. a cat getting pets so good his mouth

[gloopdimension]

I don't know if this a hot or cold take but I really dislike how a lot of the super popular cat gifs or memes are just, cats being forced into bad situations! And it drives me up the wall. Or like, the cat has a blatant illness going on and people think it's just "soo cute" no! The cat is sick! Sorry if this isn't the place to put this, I just have seen your posts regarding cats (which I honestly agree with) and I dunno maybe you get me? Also I heavily dislike the "Floppa" memes. Nine times out of ten it's just a Carcal being stressed out and or blatantly unhealthy. Really makes me peeved

No no all of this is true as fuck and nails in exactly what im talking about.

A lot of people share memes and such, as you said, of cats in bad situations...going so far as to SEND A VID of a cat being SET ON FIRE! REAL FIRE! and see nothing wrong with it.

As for illnesses, that kitty is not sneezing 30 times in a row for a good reason. Cats are cute when they give a little eeze but they obviously have a respiratory infection of some kind thats probably hindering their ability to be healthy n happy.

I FUCKING HATE THE FLOPPA MEMES ! even if they were ethical they got annoying really really fast. People should not be casually owning caracals. People should not be purposefully pissing off caracals ( That's a wild animal if you forgot ). People should not be feeding these caracals so much that they get overweight. Where am i. Where has common sense gone

There's also a video of a little orange kitten being given a 1.) large bowl of seemingly cows milk. why are you giving *THAT MUCH* **COW MILK** to a kitten that little. 2.) again. the bowl. the bowl is way too large and the kitten should not get his entire front legs stuck in it. 3.) THAT much milk and THAT big of a bowl the poor thing probably aspirated some of it. Hate that gif...hate hate hate it

[eunjidrabbles]

Clarity

hey lovely, sentence prompt for jisoo, please~ Do what you want with it ^^ "Why are you my clarity?"

(This was yet another request by @gominiljido back when I didn’t know my anon ask wasn’t on :’) Hope ya’ll like it

Edit: So I was thinking... wouldn’t it be funny if I updated twice in a week? So I did. Now laugh at my prank so I will do it more often.)

Word count: About 2k

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There was a certain pressure to being the oldest in a group. It doesn't matter if you were named the leader or not, all eyes would always automatically drift to you whenever things go wrong. It was an unnecessary burden of pressure just because you were born a few years before everyone else. Part of Jisoo hated the fact that she had to be the one to act responsible most of the time and remind the younger ones to pull their act together and not act out lest they attract more trouble. She loved her members, with no doubts but there were times she wished that they were all more responsible for themselves. The perfect example was no time like the current.

Promotions were honestly a time like no other. As a group, they were easily able to get through promotions of their singles but with the release of their album, their schedules were packed full. There were days where the only sleep they could catch was on the van on their way to shoots or even in between shooting while they waited for their solo scenes. With such little rest and having to remain smiling as they rush from schedule to schedule put everyone in an unexplainably tense and short temper. At first it was just frowns and a comment here and there out of annoyance but with no other means of releasing their tension, it grew to poisonous words thrown at each other. When they do get a chance to head back to their dorm, it didn’t get any better. Out of sight of their managers and fans, their voices were raised and often it just ended up in shouting matches between members until tears were shed and everyone went back to their own rooms unhappily. Jisoo had tried hard to be the middle person to stop the fights at first but when she herself gets dragged into the fight while trying to stop it, she gave up. After all, which group doesn’t have their days where everyone didn’t get along?

At least that was what Jisoo thought. A few days was understandable, but this was dragging well past two whole months. This is getting out of hand. Sighing as the loud slamming of a door solidified her point, she didn’t even bother looking up from her game on her phone.

“Are you serious Lisa?! You can’t even keep your cats in your room-” Sounds of thumping footsteps and another chasing the first vibrated through the halls of the house.

“You know that I have to let them out everyday at this timing! You can’t blame me when you leave the door to your room open when you have food out in the open!”

This is ridiculous-

“This is ridiculous!” Hearing her thoughts being echoed out loud, Jisoo sighed from the couch and peeked her head around the back of it just to make sure the quarreling pair haven’t started tearing their fangs into one another yet before going back to focusing on her game. Hearing voices get louder, she started to frown and flicked her eyes briefly up to the approaching pair. Sitting up from the couch to make her presence known to the two, her frown deepened when they paid no attention to her and continued their argument. Deciding that butting in was not worth the headache, she removed herself off the couch and moved into the kitchen blindly reaching out to open the fridge to grab a drink while her eyes were locked onto her screen. Cracking open the bottle, she took a sip of the cool drink right as the first curses started being thrown around. Glancing out the kitchen, the two were out of her sight but she was mildly concerned. Huffing, she forced her attention back onto her game. She can’t always be there to play referee when they start quarreling.

Taking more swigs of her drink didn’t seem to help with the steadily approaching headache as the quarreling got louder and louder. Clenching her jaw in annoyance, she threw annoyed glances out the kitchen as if the owners of the voices could sense her irritation. Her posture was tensed, as she heard another door slam open and another voice joined in the shouting, this time telling for the other two to “Shut the fuck up, I’m trying to rest!” That was when the calm vocalist snapped.

A sharp white noise started ringing in her ears from the harsh words thrown at each other, piercing right through her head. Settling herself down at the dining table, she squeezed her eyelids shut and her hands abandoned her phone and automatically raised up to start massaging her temple. Mentally blocking the yelling in the background out, Jisoo took deep breaths again and again. At some point of time, she thought she felt hands on her trying to get her attention but when she reopened her eyes along with an inhale and moved her palms away, she was only met with an empty dining room with the lights dimmed. Looking up at the clock in the dining room, it told her of the hours of rest she had lost just sitting at the table. It took a second to reorientation herself and remember where she was, and what she was doing. Everything sounded too distant, and she could barely focus on a single thing for a few seconds before her heavy head lowered and her gaze followed, travelled lower and lower until she was staring at her knees. That's when Jisoo decided that breaking the rules doesn't matter. What mattered was that she needed to get out of that enclosed house for at least the rest of the day. She deserved to have her moments where she didn’t have to be responsible for her own doings.

Rushing to her room, she changed out her clothes for something baggier and more comfortable before grabbing a mask and a cap and shrugging everything on. Checking her phone for the time, she nodded to herself and booked for a cab. Shoving an extra set of clothing and her keys in her bag, she slipped out of the back door, cautious of letting anyone see her. The ride in the cab was almost in silence other else than the radio playing songs from their album. Frowning yet again to hear it, she pulled out her own earpiece and blocked out the world with her own choice of music and stared at the evening skies above and the flashes of streetlights as the car whizzes by.

Her body recognized the familiar surroundings before her brain could, and before she realized, she was out of the car and letting her body have a mind on it’s own to walk its way while she was still preoccupied with her thoughts. It was as if she was watching her body move from a stranger’s perspective, as her hand slipped into her bag to pull out the set of keys and open the doors to step in. The heating in the house was what brought her slowly back to her senses as her body warmed up from the cold air outside. That was when she felt her freezing fingertips slowly warm up and she raised them up to her face and slowly remove her mask and cap, toeing her shoes off, then let her bag drop to the ground with a soft thud. With each article removed, it felt easier and easier to breathe.

Sluggishly moving her way into the house, her ears picked up on humming coming from the only lit room in the house; the kitchen. Shuffling her way further in, she stopped by the entryway into the kitchen where the humming and few words of lyrics was coming from the source. The aroma of the food and sizzling of the pan reminded Jisoo of the fact that she has yet to eat anything after breakfast and she could feel her stomach growling in hunger, yet she did not dare to make a noise to disturb the scene in front of her. You were by the stove, happily humming and singing whatever songs that came to your mind despite the fact there was no music playing as you did silly little dances while you cooked your dinner. Tears sprung to Jisoo’s eyes as she relished in the warmth you emitted even though you were probably just doing your routines you did daily. There was comfort in the simplicity of life that you lived that Jisoo wished that she could have instead of all the attention being in front of the clicking cameras and heated fans. That was why she was with you. She knew that nothing else mattered when she stepped foot into this house. It was a sanctuary, that whoever she is to the public can be left behind right at the door and she can be as true to herself as she wants to in this environment. It was her home in her heart.

Feeling herself calm down completely and the last bit of her ache fade away, she moved forward and timed her hug just as you moved back in front of the stove from the sink. You tensed up momentarily, before relaxing without even looking back and letting out a pleased chuckle.

“I thought you still had about a month of promotions to go through?”

She shifted her arms around you, pulling you closer to her. Cautious of burning your food, you kept your eyes on the pan as you leaned back and nuzzled against her. The fact that she gave no reply told you enough of what she was feeling. Pouting a little, you scooped up a small portion of your food with a spoon and turned your head slightly to feed Jisoo over your shoulder. Feeling her bite down on the spoon, you took the chance to meet her eyes and it confirmed your suspicions.

“You sneaked out, didn’t you?” Sighing with a small smile still on your face, you pulled the spoon out of her mouth and started transferring your food onto a plate you prepared earlier. “I only cooked for one, but we can share.” Feeling movements of her head nodding at your back, you continued. “I demand cuddles later though. I missed you.” Turning around, you faced her and gently brushed her loose strands of hair behind her ear.

“Welcome home, Jisoo.”

Leaning her forehead against yours, you watched as she closed her eyes and completely relaxed against you. You remained in the same position for a few minutes before your stomach grumbled from the aroma of your meal right behind you and Jisoo opened her eyes again.

"You help make everything better."

"Thank you, I try." It was a simple statement. You knew how harsh it is. You couldn’t do much, but you accepted the fact and still chose to stay with her. To be there to catch her fall. To be the home she needed to build herself back up again. That was the least you could give.

Leaning forward, you shared a gentle kiss. Pulling away slightly to take a full look at you, Jisoo ran her hand through your hair and pulled you into her chest. There were times where Jisoo had thought to herself this one question when she looked at you: Why are you my clarity? There was no exact answers that she could give herself, but deep down she knew it more than just a feeling.

"You're my clarity. My home. My everything. The beauty in even the worst of things. Thank you for staying."

You could hear her heart thumping being so close. You could feel the sincerity in every word she spoke. You were just about to reply when you heard an even louder growl and you looked up at Jisoo with a surprised but amused look in your face and you were met with a red blush that was spreading quickly over her cheeks. At the same time, you both burst out in laughter at the ruined but still warm moment you shared a few seconds ago before you turned around and grabbed the plate of food. Turning back to Jisoo who was still trying to calm her laughter, you raised it between both your faces.

“Let’s eat together?”

[captainderyn]

OC Interview

Thank you for the tag @lumielles <3

Hmm...tagging @ofmistandrain @berriku @claudela and @skullinacowboyhat if you guys would like~

Let’s do this for Five, shall we?

1.What is your name?

“Depends on who you ask. To most I am Cipher Five, Five to my agents. To my family I am Valetyn Slovoko. You will address me as the former.” 

2. Do you know why you are named that?

A slightly amused, or perhaps exasperated, look flits across her face. “Would telling you that it means ‘strength’ and that’s why give you some manner of joy? My parents simply liked the name Valetyn.” 

3. Are you single or take?

At this a soft smile does spread across his face as he looks off to the side. “Taken; for at least seven years now I believe, right darling?” 

4. Have any abilities or powers?

“I have been told that I am an impeccable Cipher agent. While I am not sure I agree, I am not augmented in any way nor am I connected to the Force.” 

5. Stop being a Mary Sue.

He tilts his head to the side, an eyebrow arching dangerously. “Am I supposed to know what that means?” 

6. What’s your eye color?

"Hazel, if you care to know.” 

7. How about your hair color?

“Dark brown, though it’s starting to get a little grey.” He grumbles, rolling his eyes at a gleefully clapping and a flirtatiously joking kiss blown from his wife. “Ten years as a cipher agent and my firstborn girls are probably to blame for that.” 

8. Have any family members?

“I’m very grateful to now have a large family of my own. Five children, a lovely wife. Six children if Belle would stop rolling her eyes like that, and her wife. My blood family...my sister’s family..” he trails off, looking content at the list. 

9. Oh? How about pets?

Almost on cue a very large, fluffy grey cat waltzes into the space, plume tail up in the air. He buts his head against Five’s knee. “My cat, Agent. My wife and I found him as a kitten in an alleyway in Kaas City. My wife thought it would be quite funny to refer to him as Agent, and it’s stuck.” 

10. That’s cool I guess.  Now tell me something you don’t like?

"You’ll find there are a great many things I am not endeared towards. However, for something mundane: I do not like the cold or the snow.” 

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies that you like to do?

"I am a fan of history; much of my time is spent reading about it or exploring various locations relevant to it. Though I do love my fantasy books as well...I’m lucky to have my girls hooked on classic fantasy--they insist lately that I read it to them in my spare time. That’s better than anything.” 

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?

His eyes narrow, chin tilting up. “More times than you’d probably like to know. Not always intentionally.” 

13. Ever… killed anyone before?

What had been a quietly happy expression at talk of history and his children hardens and chills. It seems for a moment like your looking at a different man. “You don’t have clean hands in my line of work.” 

14. What kind of animal are you?

"I insist he is like a cat!” his wife, a pretty and homely mirialan woman, breaks in. “If you’ve ever seen him with Agent...well, like pet like owner and vice versa I suppose.” 

15. Name your worst habits.

Five hesitates, looking around the room as if making sure little ears are not listening. “There was a long time, in the height of my career deployments, where I developed a reliance on adrenal stims to avoid sleep. While the stims have ceased, the avoidance has not.” 

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?

“Those I’ve looked up to in the past have long since passed.” He pauses, glancing off to the side again. “Unless, and this will make her roll her eyes, you count Nine--Belle--you don’t see what she’s gone through to come out on the other side and not look up to her.” Erabelle does in fact roll her eyes. 

17. Are you gay, straight or bisexual?

He is getting frustrated with your prying questions, it’s beginning to show in his face. “That is truly none of your business.” (he’s bi, surprising no one) 

18. Do you go to school?

“Your typical Dromund Kaas child’s education. I finished my higher education at the Imperial Intelligence Academy; earning my spot in Intelligence and a degree in history alongside.” 

19. Ever want to marry and have kids one day?

"Well,” when he looks off to the side its with a smile. “I’ve done both and very happily so. However, I think five children are enough.” 

20. Do you have any fangirls/fanboys?

Five outright laughs at that. “I wouldn’t call them fans, but apparently my cipher agents became quite endeared with me. Though that may be because they found making rumors on my relationship status quite entertaining.” 

The young woman he calls Belle snorts. “I hate that you didn’t include me. You never let me live down that in my Academy days I was quite enamored with you as an agent.” 

21. What are you most afraid of?

“Being alone, losing my family. Losing myself. Not your typical spider and the dark fears.” 

22. What do you usually wear?

“While I’m sure Thea would love to regale you, she has described it as a “history college professor” mixed with “attractive, well dressed city man” depending on the day. I guess that covers it.” 

23. What one food that tempts you?

“I...” he pauses. “I don’t really think I have one.” 

24. Am I annoying to you?

His smile isn’t unfriendly, but it’s no longer totally amicable. “Would it make you feel better if I say no?” 

25. Well, it’s still not over!

You can practically hear an eye roll in his voice. “Wonderful.” 

26. What class are you (low/middle/high)?

“That is rather personal information to divulge. I would suppose that we are somewhere among the middle class; we’re certainty not among the Ethrils of Kaas City.” 

27. How many friends do you have?

"I had many in the Academy...many of them lost by now. I have my close circle now.” 

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

He looks mildly confused, if not irritated. “Pie? It’s alright, I suppose. I don’t have much an opinion on it.” 

29. Favorite drink?

“Tea, unsweetened, simply black--Belle don’t make that face at me, you drink what is more cream and sugar and whatever else than tea.” 

30. What’s your favorite place?

“A quiet back park in Kaas City, when it is misting out. Or here, when it is storming.” 

31. Are you interested in anyone?

“Only my wife, I would consider myself quite interested in her.” 

32. That was a stupid question…

He arches a brow, humming in displeasure. “Indeed it was.” 

33. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?

"A lake, if anything. Oceans are unpredictable. Lakes are not.”

34. What’s your type?

He looks off to the side, a mischievous look in his eyes. “Well, I think beautiful ex-SIS agents with an infuriating habit of matching my every move fits the type.”  

35. Any fetishes?

When he looks back at you he looks affronted. “Rather lewd a question, is it not? Certainty not something you will hear about.” 

(He prefers Thea to take control in spicy situations. Loves it actually.) 

36. Camping or outdoors?

Five narrows his eyes at you, thoroughly done with this questioning. “Those are one and the same, are they not? It depends on where I am.” 

[shadowthorne]

all of them oh god please reveal your cat

Ask me about my catSend me a number and I’ll answer for my cat

I HAVE THREE OF THEM?? God this is going to get long… 

1. Name? 

Sinn, Vertigo and Marble.

2. Fur color?

Sinn; Black, with a tiny patch of white on his chestVertigo; Fluffy orange and white boyMarble; Grey and white

3. Any family you know (other than you)?

They know my partner, of course, and my parents and brother. Though that doesn’t mean they like any of them…. Yikes. Sinn loves everyone, strangers too. Vertigo loves me and no one else. Marble loves my partner and I come in second, and wants to brutally murder anyone else who looks at him.

4. Age?

All of them are about ten years old.

5. Favorite toy?

Sinn’s favorite toy is anything with feathers and his little wand toy thing. Vertigo’s favorite toy is anything with strings to chase, and one of those ridiculous tracks with the ball in it that you buy for kittens a fraction of his size and weight. And Marble’s favorite toy is whatever either of the other two are having fun with, and catnip.

6. Nicknames?

Sinn; Squeeny Bean, just Squeen or Squibbles.Vertigo; Vertibles or Chunky Monkey.Marble; Mabble Babble or Meeble Beeble or just Mabs.

And they each know and will answer to their various nicknames, too lol

7. Cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

Sinn; Cinnamon roll, through and throughVertigo; Somewhere between, leaning towards problematic faveMarble; Problematic fave

8. Length of fluff?

Sinn; no fluff, just fuzzVertigo; No less than three inches, with his tail getting into the five inch rangeMarble; A medium length, like two inches or so, maybe three in his tail

9. Any funny habits?

Sinn; He noodles... And flops onto his side when he wants attention, and just wiggles around and purrs until someone gives him attention.Vertigo; Rolls onto his back and sleeps with his legs straight outMarble; “sings” when you say “Sing sing sing Mables” at him

10. How old were they when you met?

Sinn; about six monthsVertigo; Also about six months (I got him and Sinn together at the same time)Marble; about a year

11. What does their food bowl look like?

Just basic, stainless steel bowls. Vertigo is allergic to everything else and breaks out if he eats out of plastic or ceramic for more than a few days :(

12. Indoor or outdoor cat?

INDOOR. Sinn likes to walk on a leash, though.

13. Recent picture?

14. Old picture?

Look how big Vertigo’s feet were as a little kitten, we should have known he’d be a monster...

15. Cuddly?

Sinn; Y E SVertigo; Covertly, when no one is looking and only with me, and his idea of ‘cuddling’ is just to lay next to me.Marble; Yes, but only when he feels like it

16. Ever changed their name?

All of their names :)

Sinn’s used to be Odin, before I adopted him.Vertigo’s used to be Stanley before I adopted him.And we never knew Marble’s name. He was a stray who’s previous owner abandoned.

18. Eye color?

Sinn; goldVertigo; kind of... hazel? Grey? They’re sort of bluish at times.Marble; Greenish

19. How do they express love for you?

Sinn; C U D D L E S 24/7, whether you want them or not. Will also try to bring you things he catches, which amounts to toys and the occasional dead flyVertigo; Purring so loudly you can’t hear yourself think and rolling onto his back to show you his belly. If he REALLY likes you, he likes belly rubs too.Marble; Giving you an ounce of attention that isn’t him trying to hiss, swat and bite you, and kneading your tender human flesh with his razor claws. Lots of slow blinks.

20. How do you express love for them?

All of the regular human-on-cat smothering, plus too many toys for them to ever use, no less than half a dozen empty cardboard boxes set up randomly throughout the apartment at any given time, access to every surface other than the kitchen counters, and cuddles/pets/playtime whenever they want. 

21. Any theories on what breed?

Sinn; Could get away with saying bombay mix probably?Vertigo; Probably a Norwegian forest mix, he hits all the breed standards but he’s not as pretty and regal looking as registered ones.Marble; LKSJDflkjsdf vague shrugging he’s really long and lean and has a mildly oddly shaped head, so maybe some oriental in there????

22. Do they ever wake you up?

Sinn does constantly, Vertigo will on occasion, and Marble is a Good Boy who never does.

23. How much do they meow?

Sinn; When he wants attention, which is pretty much always.Vertigo; Will literally hold a whole conversation with you, he’s very vocal.Marble; Rarely. And he doesn’t really meow, he kind of. Gargles and gives tiny, high pitched ‘Hhheeeee’s (we call them song mows)

24. Any hiding spots?

Sinn; would never hide ever, how would people pay attention to him??Vertigo; In a random box, where he can watch you suspiciously and like he’s better than you.Marble; In whatever seat you want, so that way he can get pissy at you and have an excuse to make your life flash before your eyes

They all hide under the bed when they actually get scared.

25. Do they enjoy guests?

Sinn; Fuck. Yes.Vertigo; He enjoys staring at them judgingly and yelling when they want to pet himMarble; Nope. He doesn’t even enjoy our roommate of almost two years

26. Lofty objects to sit on?

Cat tree, back of couch, dresser, bathroom sink, table, a particular tall shelving unit 

27. Wear a collar? (and describe collar?)

Sinn; A black, leather, studded collar because he’s a little stud. Vertigo; A fancy blue collar with a reflective strip on itMarble; A bright green collar with a bell

28. How much shedding?

Sinn; a regular amount but his fur is short and black and you never see itVertigo; Not actually that much?? But he has a double coat and LONG ASS ORANGE HAIR so you see it when he doesMarble; A FUCK TON

29. Do they enjoy brushing?

Sinn; God yes. Almost as good at being petVertigo; No and he’ll scream about it, posture like he’s going to fuck you up, and run awayMarble; No, will actually fuck you up (but we’re working on conditioning and he’s getting better about it!)

30. Ever drink from the toilet?

Sinn; NoVertigo; No, but he fell in onceMarble; Will drink literally any source of water he can find (yes)

31. How do they get your attention?

Sinn; forced snugglesVertigo; yelling until you give him what he wantsMarble; puts a dainty little paw on your thigh and then flexes his razor claws until they sink into your flesh while looking up at you very cutely and slow blinking

32. Embarrassing thing they’ve done?

Sinn; Regularly noodles off his perch and acts like nothing happened when he hits the floorVertigo; He’s embarrassed by his whole existence. Marble; He’s ran face first into the window going after birds multiple times

33. Weirdest thing they try to eat

Sinn; nothing, he only eats cat food and meat productsVertigo; granola bars and crackersMarble; the other two cAT’S HAIR?? Please stop that.

34. Are they like your siblings, children, or friends?

Children, but I don’t I don’t really like kids, so better.

35. What time do they eat breakfast?

5:30 sharp, or Vertigo throws a goddamn fit about being late

36. Do you cut their nails?

Yep. Sinn sits patiently and probably just thinks it’s weird cuddling. Vertigo is mostly declawed. He has his back claws and one front claw. I cut the front claw whenever I see that it’s getting too long AND MARBLE tries to kill me, but yes. It takes me three days because we can only get a few toes in at a time, and lots of courage.

37. Do you think they understand you?

Yeah, at least to some extent. They definitely know certain words, including their names, and they’re good at cluing into moods and body language.

38. Ever make fun of them?

Constantly.

39. Do you take their picture often?

Fairly regularly.

40. Ever hiss at you?

Sinn; No, he’s an angle babyVertigo; Not at me, but at my partner, the other two cats, and everyone elseMarble; He’ll his at his own shadow

41. Ever try to scratch or bite you?

Sinn; absolutely not, he’d probably sooner hurt himselfVertigo; No, he puts on a big show, but he always runs the other wayMarble; Oh yeah. He’s the opposite of Vertigo in this respect. No talk; all bite.

42. If you try to grab their paw, what do they do?

Sinn; rubs his face on you and purrsVertigo; pulls them away half a dozen times until he gets annoyed and walks away nonchalantly.Marble; will murder you, your mother, and all your neighbors.

43. Do they ever eat bugs?

Sinn; he likes to bring them to us instead...Vertigo; No interest.Marble; Yes.

44. Canned or dry food?

They eat dry usually, but love canned, so they get it once a week or so

45. Weight?

Sinn; 9lbsVertigo; about twenty poundsMarble; like fifteenish

46. Ever got lost?

Sinn; Nope. He got out once. We didn’t even know, and he got scared and cried at us from under the porch as we were about to leave the apartment. We heard him were just “??? Is THAT SINN?? WHERE?????” and he came running out to us like it was the most terrifying ten minutes of his life.Vertigo; No, he only goes outside if I go outside, and he wont leave a five foot radius of me.Marble; Once. Friends of ours didn’t shut the door all the way and he was missing for several ours. Turns out he made it thirty feet down the parking lot and into a dumpster and was too scared to come out until he heard us calling for him. It was a terrifying experience for all involved.

47. Do you buy them presents?

For every Christmas! And occasionally randomly throughout the year

48. Do they respond when you call?

Yep, they all know their names :)

49. Do they ever see other cats?

Very rarely. Vertigo and Marble hate other cats. Sinn wants to be friends with everything.

50. Declawed?

Vertigo is half declawed. As mentioned above, most of his front claws were removed for medical reasons. He’s a big, male cat with polydactyly, meaning he has extra digits. A lot of polydactyl cats end up with extremely thick, ingrown claws. Vertigo is no exception. His back claws are ungodly thick and grow really long, but luckily don’t curve much. His front claws, however, constantly curved until the points were embedding into his paw pads and would get infected and be painful. After struggling with it for years, we decided it would be less stressful on him to get them removed and we could deal with pain management for arthritis he’ll likely have as a result when he’s older. So far so good, though, and he has no problems with his feets.

51. Funniest expression?

Sinn; full, open mouthed squealing. He’s so dark, but his teeth are so white that it looks ridiculousVertigo; sometimes gets his cheek fluff or chest fluff stuck in his mouth after grooming and it’s so goofyMarble; goes cross-eyed when he yawns

52. Favorite place to be pet?

Sinn; e v e r y w h e r e   everywhereVertigo; his head, or if he’s into it that day, his bellyMarble; under his chin

53. Worst thing they’ve destroyed?

They don’t destroy things, they’re very good boys

54. Give them a head kiss.

Gladly, but I already do more often then they probably want... Except Sinn. He wants all the kisses.

55. What time of the year is most exciting for them?

Sinn; Summer, he loves the sun!Vertigo; Winter, he loves the snow!Marble; I’m not sure he has a preference 

56. Are they good at hunting real prey?

No..... Sinn makes friends with everything. The other two suck. We had a mouse in our apartment once, and had to buy a mouse trap. Three cats, and we had to buy a mouse trap slksjdf They would die if they ever got lose and couldn’t be found

57. Do they ever attack nothing?

Yes! They’ll randomly pounce on nothing, and it usually turns into playing amongst themselves or with a nearby toy.

58. What are they doing right now?

Sinn; snuggling meVertigo; somewhere in a different room, probably sitting in a boxMarble; laying at the foot of the bed, squinting at me

59. How long have you had them?

Sinn; 10 yearsVertigo; 10 yearsMarble; 9 years

60. If you could have them stay as a kitten forever, would you?

Nah. I loved them as kittens, I loved their annoying awkward teenage years, I’m loving their middle years, and I’ll love their old men years. 

61. Ever baby-talk to them?

I mean. You read their nicknames, right...? (yes)

62. Favorite napping position?

Sinn; curled up in the crook of my armVertigo; on his back in the middle of the floor where he can easily be stepped on and yell at you for itMarble; classic cat side saddle lay at the foot of the bed, head either up or on crossed paws

63. Have you ever stepped on their paw?

Yes...... T^T

64. Ever tripped you on stairs?

Yes :\

65. Any ear hair?

Sinn; white ear hair, oddly enough, so his little ears look mostly baldVertigo; all the fluffMarble; some long tufts

66. Favorite view from a window?

They all like the patio door and the humming bird feeder out there, and the front window, where the watch people walk around like it’s a sport

67. Describe why they are precious.

Sinn; perfect, sweet, adorable little angle Vertigo; so grumpy, but when he’s happy, he’s so deeply happy and purrs so loudly and freely and he’s probably the most loyal cat I’ve ever seenMarble; winning his affection is so rewarding and he’s such a sweet boy when it finally happens. He’s also derpy as hell when he’s comfortable around you and will let you lion king him and throw him over your shoulder

68. Fit the cat stereotype?

Sinn; lol noVertigo; yesMarble; Yes, but fierce 

69. Chaotic neutral?

I would say for all three?

70. Do they enjoy following/ keeping you company?

Oh yeah. All three migrate to whatever room I’m in at any given time. My partner says that on my weekends, when I sleep in, they’re lazy and quiet until I get up, then they’re active and playful and want attention. And Vertigo knows my work schedule. He waits by the door for me to get home.

71. Are you their favorite human?

Sinn; probably? It’s hard to tell.Vertigo; Absolutely.Marble; Second favorite, but it’s a close call, I think.

72. Do they like tv?

Neither of them have any interest in the TV

73. Favorite noise to make?

Sinn; happy happy purrsVertigo; He has a really rumbly, adorable, purr-meow thingMarble; Song mows

74. If they were a Neko Atsume cat, what would their momento be?

I don’t know what that is tbh...

[kuromantic]

Hello!! What type of cryers do you think the Karasuno boys are?

Oh boy. I’m all for crying headcanons let me tell you. Buckle yourselves up, this is going to be a long ride.

Hinata ・Hinata doesn’t cry much at emotional movies or shows, but an intense volleyball match on tv can make his lip wobble. ・He usually cries out of frustration when it’s about himself, usually when his abilities fail him or when he can’t achieve what he wants to. ・He’s a quiet crier, and is good at holding in his tears. He lets out really tiny sobs and bites his lip when he starts to cry, because he’s so used to being the happy onii-chan at home. ・Hug him when he’s crying. He finds affection really soothing, and although he usually finds head pats condescending, he likes to lean into the warm touch of a person when he’s upset.

Yamaguchi・Yamaguchi has a low pain tolerance, so if something is really hurting him, he’ll let a few tears fall. He has good endurance though, so it’s not until the pain is really bad that he starts to cry. ・He doesn’t cry as much as he used to when he was being bullied, but if an event digs up those memories, he’ll immediately become teary-eyed and uncomfortable. ・Shudders and gasps a lot when he cries. He can cry while having an anxiety attack, so the two just sort of associate together in his mind and make him feel like garbage. ・He prefers to be left alone when he’s crying, because he knows it’s not a pretty sight. It depends on his mood, but if he really trusts a person, he’ll be okay with them keeping him company.

Kageyama・Kageyama usually cries about volleyball, but he also has quite a big fear of rejection and if he feels that a relationship between him and someone he values is threatened, it can set off the waterworks. ・As he grows older he develops mild anxiety that comes from the fact that he knows people talk about him a lot as a person and as a player, and they don’t always say nice things about him. ・He tries really hard to hide his tears, often going to extreme measures such as dumping water on his face or flat-out lying: “I used too much eyedrops!” ・He’s pretty apprehensive when he’s crying, but if he realises that someone isn’t there to hurt him, bodily contact can comfort him, like holding hands.

Tsukishima ・Tsukishima rarely, if ever, cries. His tear ducts are probably made out of steel. When he does, it’s usually about something really serious, or when he feels hopeless. ・When something horrible happens, it’s unlikely that he cries immediately. It takes him a while to process everything, until everything suddenly clicks and he’s left sobbing. ・He’s a quiet crier. He’ll have to be seen before people realise that he’s crying, for the most part. His breathing gets uneven and shallower, but he never cries out loud. ・He HATE HATE HATES it when people see him crying. He doesn’t like exposing vulnerability, and he’ll push everyone away for a while until he lets someone close to him lend him a shoulder to cry on.

Tanaka ・Tanaka is really emotional sometimes, and often cries what he describes as “Manly Tears”, which is really just what happens when he’s proud of his friends or underclasmen or when something unexpectedly nice happens. ・On the other hand, when something breaks him, he’s just so pitiful to look at. He won’t talk for days, and it’s hard to make him open up. ・He bites his lip when he cries, often to the point where it bleeds. He doesn’t want to seem like an uncool senpai, so he holds in his emotions until he can’t take it anymore. ・He always puts on a smile when his underclassmen see him, but he can’t hide his feelings around the third years. Deep inside he just wants a hug when he’s feeling down.

Nishinoya ・He’s similar to Tanaka in the sense that he often cries because he’s so proud of the first years, but also he’s extremely affected by others if they act like they give up on him. ・Nishinoya doesn’t doubt anyone’s abilities, including himself. He hates negativity and when he sees his friends being too hard on themselves, it really upsets him. ・He sniffs a lot when he cries, and he’s the type that eats after he cries, a lot. A full tub of ice cream would be completely demolished by the time he’s done. ・He’s really clingy when he cries. He’ll smash his face into people’s shoulders, and he definitely isn’t afraid to show his emotions.

Ennoshita ・Ennoshita cries when he’s feeling inadequate. He has a tendency to compare himself to those more skilled than him, and he sometimes just becomes insecure when he thinks about filling Daichi’s shoes. ・He usually holds in his tears when he has shit to do, but once in a while he ends up sobbing into Tanaka’s uniform while he tells him that he’s going to be a bombass captain. ・He often cries after he’s relieved, when he’s in a situation that’s too tense for him to spill any tears. When he was subbed in for Daichi during the Johzenji match, he cried a lot afterwards. ・The second years have an unspoken agreement to never let Ennoshita cry on his own. They’ll always tell him how great he’s going to be, because he’ll always have his shit together in the end.

Narita ・Narita doesn’t cry often at all, and is called the one with the detached tear ducts by the other second years. He only cries after matches, and is usually the one being cried on. ・The one thing that always makes him cry are animal videos. Dogs meeting their owners for the first time in years, animals that were taken to safe homes. It reminds him of his own labrador at home, and he can’t stand thinking about him hurt. ・He hates it when he’s heard crying, only because his voice goes funny and high-pitched and he sounds like a kid. ・A lot of people tend to rub his buzzcut to comfort to him when he cries. He’s gotten used to it, since it’s a sort of trend in the volleyball team now to rub buzzcuts whenever they can.

Kinoshita ・Kinoshita’s nerves can act up often in his daily life, and sometimes the anxiety gets so bad that he ends up crying. Most of the team know this, except some of the first years. ・He hates feeling overly dependent on others, so he tends to shut people out whenever he’s having a bad day. Of course, nobody lets him shoulder anything on his own, so that doesn’t work. ・He chokes on his tears quite a bit when he cries. It’s pretty painful to listen to, especially because he’ll try to shoo off people thinking that he doesn’t deserve to be helped. ・He likes being held by someone, preferably someone larger and taller than he is so that he can fit into their arms perfectly.

Daichi ・Although Daichi isn’t as stoic as everyone thinks he is, he cries less often than most people around his age. He feels like he needs to stay strong as a captain and older sibling (I’m pretty sure official art showed him with younger sibs), so he doesn’t like showing vulnerability. ・Daichi sometimes breaks down when the stress of exams and pressure placed on him as the capatin becomes too much. And being undermined because of being the captain of a fallen powerhouse isn’t easy, either. ・He’s a silent crier, who only trusts Suga and Asahi to handle him in his low moods. He’s usually the one who reassures everyone, so he still feels wrong when he’s in need of help. ・He’ll be mildly annoyed if he gets spotted crying, because he wants to maintain his image. Of course, his underclassmen find out eventually, and they all smother the captain with hugs because everyone needs one sometimes. 

Sugawara                                                                                                                                             

・Suga is one tough cookie. He usually controls his emotions really well, because he’s used to so many of his friends let their heart rule their head too much. When something upsetting happens, he tends to release stress in an unusual but healthy way, except for when he starts breaking punching bags. 

・He isn’t ashamed of letting out his tears, though. He usually cries when he’s happy, but occasionally after a dispute or fight, he’ll cry in his room or in the shower. He resolves most of his fights peacefully, because he can’t stand leaving problems to die off on their own. 

・He’s not a quiet crier, but he’s good at finding spots that he won’t be bothered when he needs to cry. He lets out small whimpers into his hands, with sharp inhales in between. He’ll often punch a wall in frustration, and then leave before anyone sees the large hole. 

・He’s shorter than most of his teammates, so he’s the perfect height to cry into their chests. It doesn’t matter if he’s taller, because the shorter teammates will just climb on him. 

Asahi 

・Asahi is one big baby when it comes to crying. He’ll cry in movie theatres, reading a sad book, listening to music. He has to be careful to read any sad-looking pieces in his Japanese textbook so that he won’t end up bawling in class. 

・He can’t stand others fighting or giving shit to any of his friends. Although he’ll stand up to them, he’ll most likely cry too because he just hates people hurting each other. He’s too soft for his own good, the poor guy. 

・He has loud sobs, and can’t quiet cry if he tried. It doesn’t usually happen in public, which his why his yakuza rumour hasn’t completely died off yet. He looks scary when he holds in his tears, with the way he bites his lip and all. 

���Although Suga and Daichi can get exasperated by his sensitiveness at times, they know he’s really in touch with his emotions and always give him cuddles when he’s feeling down. Asahi loves friendly touches, so he’ll welcome them. 

Omake

Ukai & Takeda 

・Surprise surprise, Ukai has a sensitive ass, especially when he’s drunk. He’ll start crying over a stray cat that he saw the week before if he starts drinking, and Takeda has to let him rest his head on his knees. 

・Takeda loves his students so much that he’ll cry for them, about them and for them. He’s just such a good proud teacher that wants the best for his students, in class or not. Not just sniffling, full on sobbing while trashing an entire box of tissues. 

[trashynoona]

Little Miss Chubs[2/2]

Word count: 1,892

Genre: Fluff and a hint of smut

‘Hi can I order delivery please?’ The voice over the phone asked.

 ‘Oh sorry my dear, we don’t do delivery…’ Ahjumma said.

 ‘Ahhhhjummmaaaa~ Did you forget about your promise already? This is BTS’ Kim Seok Jin!’ Jin said in his exaggerated whiney tone.

 ‘Ohhhh! You should have said earlier! Of course I remember BTS! And I also know you’re the one who eats really well!’ Ahjumma was ecstatic.

 She hurried with the order list and ran to the kitchen. She shoved it in my hand and gave me a wink before strolling out to mend the counter.

 ‘3 roast chicken, 3 kimchi fries, 4 soda and delivery by the lady boss herself.’ The note wrote.

 You rolled your eyes; knowing immediately that this must be Kim Seok Jin’s order. You were going to dump the order in the bin as you did not do delivery, but you recalled that ahjumma had promised them, and a promise is a promise. Besides, business with an entertainment company might just bring you lots of extra customers. So therefore, you gave in and prepared the food order.

 ‘Ahjumma, I’m heading out to deliver the food!’ you called out.

 ‘Hold up! My goodness, you look like a mess and smell like a mess. Hurry up and do a bit of washing up. You’re a girl for God’s sake!’ Ahjumma grabbed the package from my hand and pushed me to the locker room.

 You hastily picked up a fresh set of clothing, consisting of your usual oversized plaid shirt and shorts. You proceeded to freshen up, only to realized you did actually stink quite a bit.

  As you arrived at the given address, you followed the instructions to ring the intercom. You were immediately buzzed up after you recited the supposed ‘code word’ – chicken jjang. You wondered if this was really the code word the idol group used on a daily basis.

 The front door to the apartment on the highest floor in the inner most alley was wide open when you arrived. You knocked nonetheless and called out. There was no response so you reluctantly let yourself into the apartment.

 ‘Hello? It’s chicken delivery?’ You called out.

 ‘Hold on. I’m coming!’ You heard a muffled voice coming from the bathroom.

 ‘You’re here!’ Jin exclaimed with enthusiasm as he put on a loose singlet while walking out of the bathroom.

 You managed to have a peak at this toned body hiding underneath his singlet and you were amazed by how much more sculpted your childhood friend has become over the years. His hair was still wet from his shower and small water droplets still covered part of his body. It was sexy as hell.

 ‘Uh.. Yeah… Yeah…’ You shook yourself out of your embarrassing trance.

 ‘Are you alright. You seem out of sort?’ Jin approached you and place his palm on your forehead.

 ‘Sit down, I think you might have a fever.’ Jin insisted as he dragged you to the living room.

 ‘What are you talking about? I don’t have a fever!’ You defended. Secretly, you knew you were just flustered from checking out your old friend.

 ‘Well I am the oppa and I think you do.’ Jin argued.

 ‘Oppa?! I only know you as the greasy pink princess.’ You stuck your tongue out, teasing him of his childhood nickname.

 ‘Why won’t you just call me oppa even after so many years, little miss chubs!!’ Jin was annoyed as he squished your cheeks in his hands like he used to do when you were kids.

 ‘Hey! Stop that! I’m not a kid anymore!!’ You protested.

 ‘So adorable. So does our little miss chubs have a boyfriend?’ Jin ruffled your hair.

 ‘Erm… It’s none of your business? I don’t recall us being that close?’ You answered.

 ‘That’s why I am trying to get close to you again. Is that a yes? Do you have a boyfriend?’ Jin asked again.

 ‘Why would you want to get close to me?! Didn’t you said I had no pride?’ You retorted.

 ‘Look, I’m sorry for what I said then okay, I was immature and I regretted saying that the moment it came out. So do you have a boyfriend or not?’ Jin asked again.

 ‘Fine, I’m not that petty, I’ll forgive you. Now, will you pay up so I can get back to work?’ You asked.

 ‘Answer my question first!’ Jin replied.

 ‘Forget it, I’ll just pick it up from your manager.’ You said as you took out your notebook to make a note to collect Jin’s food money from their manager.

 Just then, Jin snatched your notebook away from you and scribbled something on it.

 ‘Do you have a boyfriend? Yes/No  (circle one)’ The note said.

 You rolled your eyes at your childhood friend’s silliness but gave in this time.

 ‘No’ you circled and handed it back to Jin.

 ‘Good. Do you want to date me then? Yes No (Circle one)’ Jin handed the notebook back to you.

 ‘Not funny anymore Jin!’ You pouted, mildly annoyed at Jin for turning your lack of suitors into a joke.

 ‘I’m not kidding! Why would you think I am kidding?!’ Jin tried to defend himself.

 ‘What?! Because you’re THE Kim Seok Jin. BTS’ Jin and I am a chubby greasy chicken store owner?!’ You were getting more annoyed as Jin seemed to be so engrossed in his little teasing act.

 ‘What’s wrong with chubby? I think you’re cute! And I love that you own a chicken store! Have you seen me eat? I even have a section called ‘Eat Jin’!!! Jin Exclaimed.

 ‘You’re nuts! I’m leaving!’ You called out.

 ‘You haven’t answered me…’ Jin held onto you.

 You turned around and looked at Jin, there was sincerity in his eyes, you knew that look, he wasn’t joking.

 ‘You’re… you’re being serious…?’ You asked in a small voice.

 ‘Look chubs. After I yelled at you in high school, I realized I was angry with you because the one I wanted to date was you, but instead, all you could do was worry about all the other girls in the world. I knew I hurt you and I did not have the balls to apologize. So when I moved away and lost contact with you, I made a promise to myself that if we meet again and that we are both single, I have to ask you out. No more time for regrets chubs.’ Jin confessed.

 ‘Wow.’ You responded.

 ‘Wow? That’s all you have to say?!’ This time Jin was the one getting annoyed.

 ‘I… I mean… this is totally unexpected? We were always fighting and we were worlds apart, furthermore right now. We are like universe apart?!’ You were getting animated.

 ‘I guess that’s a no then?’ Jin asked.

 ‘Actually…’ You said as you started unbuttoning your plaid shirt.

‘Woah, this escalated quickly???’ Jin shot his hands up, flustered by your action.

 ‘Shut up and turn off that horny brain of yours!’ You barked at him as you continue working on the buttons.

 Inside the plaid shirt, was a white T-shirt with Jin’s face on it and the tagline ‘I love Jin Oppa’.

 Jin’s face lit up and a smirk creeped on his face.

 ‘You love Jin oppa?’ He teased.

 ‘I love Jin oppa.’ You answered shyly.

 ‘I love Jin oppa too.’ Jin blew you one of his signature cheesy kisses.

 You smacked him for teasing you.

 ‘Forget it! I’m leaving!’ You pulled your plaid shirt together and stormed out of the apartment.

 Before you could get to the door, Jin blocked your exit and walked towards you, causing you to back into the house again. You were centimeters apart and it made your breathe hinge. Afterall, you did have a secret crush for Jin since you were a child and everything that had just happened was so surreal that you did not know what was real and what was an illusion anymore.

 ‘Do you love Jin oppa like how I love little miss chubs?’ Jin asked.

 ‘I would think so…’ You answered quietly.

 ‘Good.’ Jin said as he gently raised your head and reached forward to place a gentle peck on your lips.

 You instinctively closed your eyes and his soft warm lips drew you closer to him. It was like a drug and you moved forward as Jin pulled away.

 ‘You smell nice.’ Jin commented.

 ‘Thank Ahjumma. She made me shower before I delivered.’ You confessed absent-mindedly, too anxious to have the set of soft plump lips on you again.

 ‘I will thank her personally later.’ Jin said before he satisfied your cravings by landing his lips on yours again. This time, it was more passionate and more hurried.

 Both of you seemingly moaned on cue; possibly both dreaming for this day to come for far too long. Before you know it, Jin was pulling you as close as he could to you as he guided you to his room. You were completed enchanted by your greasy pink princess, for now he was the sexy pink prince instead. Soon enough, you were both tearing up (not literally) each other’s clothes and as he threw you on the bed, your eyes feasted on Jin’s toned body. You wondered where on Earth did all the food he eats go.

 ‘Checking out my hot bod?’ Jin blew you one of his kisses again.

 ‘Shut up!’ You protested.

 Jin giggled as he crawled above you and peppered you with kisses.

 Your warmth intertwined and soon enough your bodies were in harmony as well. Despite not seeing one another for ages, sex felt natural together. It almost seemed like this was meant to happen and your bodies were meant to be placed together.

 After the blissful, sexy encounter, you realized you had been gone for far too long and had received 10 miss calls from the chicken store. You hurriedly put your clothes back on and rushed for the door.

 Your newly minted boyfriend pulled you in for another kiss again, unwilling to let you go.

 ‘Come on, I really have to go. I’ll call you once I am done with work tonight ok?’ You coaxed.

 ‘But… I need to catch up with my girlfriend…’ Jin whined and rubbed his face on yours like a cat.

 ‘Stop it. You’re so silly.’ You giggled.

 ‘Silly for you!’ Jin replied, cheesy as usual.

 Just then, Taehyung and Jimin walked into the dorm just in time to witness the mushy encounter between the two of you.

 ‘Hyung! I thought you were sick?’ Jimin asked.

 ‘I remember you! You’re the pretty chicken noona!’ Tae exclaimed.

 Jin and you were both flustered. You seized the opportunity to escape from Jin’s firm grib, bowed at his two members and rushed out of the house.

 ‘Bye Jin!’ You turned back and waved before you ran away.

 A cheekily proud grin was plastered on Jin’s face, afterall, you did only say goodbye to him.

 ‘Hyung… you have a lot of explanation to do!’ Taehyung broke Jin out of his trance.

 ‘Come come, have some chicken.’ Jin attempted to distract the boys.

 ‘We’ll accept your chicken, but you still have lots of explaining to do hyung!’ Jimin said.

 ‘Fine. Just don’t tell rapmon I lied about being sick okay?’ Jin asked as he handed a box of chicken to each boy.

 ‘DEAL.’ The two younger boys called out.