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I posted this on my Instagram, so I’m gonna post it here too!
I drew this for Geddy since today is his birthday! ☺️
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Little Angel.

Request for John and reader getting a kitty. <3
John X Reader
Caution: Language
Enjoy, my cuties.
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A pillow.
That’s what woke you up.
A bloody pillow.
Your attacker continued his assault, tossing the pillow over and over, waking you up abruptly from a deep sleep.
“Wha- John, wha the hell ya doin?” you groaned. Taking a quick glance at the clock on your nightstand, you noticed it was too early to be up.
“John, it’s 6:30 in in the mornin’. Go back to sleep.” you threw the covers over your head.
“GOOD MORNIN’ LOVE!!!! WAKE UP, WAKE UP! We’ve got so much to do!” he cried enthusiastically, sounding like a child on christmas morning.
“John…it’s Sunday. We’ve got nothin to do.” you squinted at him. He was so energetic, it was unnerving.
“Yes we do, come ‘ed!”
When you didn’t move, he sighed and picked you up, making you quickly grasp to his neck in response.
“Bloody ‘ell Lennon! Wha’s goin’ on?”
“Get dressed. We’re going somewhere.”
You raised your eyebrow “Where are we going then?”
He smirked “Tha’d ruin the surprise.”
Rolling your eyes, you threw on some slacks and a blouse, and shoved your feet into your boots.
“This better be worth my early risin’ Lennon.” you muttered.
Grasping your hand, he pulled you down the street, a gleam in his toffee eyes.
“It’s worth it darlin’, trust me.”
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Whatever you had expected, it certainly wasn’t this.
You had never been so glad to be proven wrong.
The reason John had been so giddy this morning was because you were going to the shelter.
To get a sweet, lovely kitten.
You had always known John loved cats, you as well, shared his adoration for the beautiful, creatures. You supposed that this would happen eventually, but you never thought it would happen so soon. Something made you feel secure about the whole situation, John was taking a step. Now, of course a pet was not a child, but even still, it was a large commitment. The fact that he wanted it with you, made you feel all warm inside.
“Oh, (y/n), can’t we take them all?” he pleaded, on bended knee.
Crossing your arms, you shook your head.
“As much as I love cats, we cannot keep them all! Our home is not a zoo, for God’s sake.”
He seemed a bit disappointed, but understanding nonetheless.
It was the green-eyed small tiger that caught your eye.
“Darling, what about that one?” you pointed to the one in question.
He could tell you were in love. And with a glance, he knew why.
The small bengal was purring pleasantly, rubbing her neck against the hem of John’s jeans.
“Oh, what a beautiful little angel.” he cooed, picking the kitten up. He scratched under her neck, and the kitten closed her eyes.
“I shall name her Angelica.” he pronounced.
You had never seen such sweetness in his eyes, such caring and affection. It was, if you were being quite honest, probably the most adorable thing you had ever seen.
“C’mon (y/n). Let’s bring Angelica home.”
~~~
Yayy! Hope you liked! I was dyying the entire time while writing this, I love kittens soooo much! <3
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Photo session at Kenwood by Leslie Bryce on June 29th 1967
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Krist: Well I'm MARRIED to him.
Kurt: WE'RE FRIENDSHIP MARRIED!
Interviewer: That's not even a thing.
Krist: *clutching a ring Kurt got him* YES IT IS!
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Kurt: Every odd number has an E in it.
Dave: Kurt, its 3am-
Kurt: thrEE
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