#I know he’s a wolf boy but he’s my MEOW MEOW

[avocado-writing]

I Know That I Should Let Go, But I Can’t (Pt 3)

pt1, pt2.

GN!Reader x Tangerine  

CW: Mentions of animal abuse.

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Tangerine first sees the inside of your flat with a bullet in his shoulder and blood dripping down his chest. This is, honestly, about how he expected it to go. Par for the course with your relationship so far.

Your penchant for popping up during his jobs hasn’t died down. Though, for the first time, he’s truly thankful for it - if you hadn't arrived in the nick of time to cover him from the gunfire, the bullet might have ended up in a far more dire place.

He’s half slung over you, his good arm wrapped around your shoulder while you awkwardly unlock your front door. Clearly neither of you are ecstatic he’s ending up here, but he's injured and it will have to do.

“Come on, let’s plonk you on the couch,” you say, kicking the door closed behind you and manoeuvring him over to the loveseat. It’s quite old and worn and you’ve thrown some IKEA blankets over to try and hide how knackered it is. Tangerine tries to ignore the fact he’s about to add to the shabby-chic nature by bleeding all over it.

“Fucking hell, easy. I’ve been shot,” he snaps, as you indelicately deposit him onto the seat.

“You sound fine to me,” you reply as you head over to your kitchenette to grab a first aid kit from one of the cabinets. When you return, you nod to the hole in his shoulder. “I need to see it.”

For a moment, he falters.

“You want me to…”

“Take your shirt off,” you finish, then look at him from the corner of your eye, “or shall I take you out to dinner first? You not that kind of boy, Tan?”

Tangerine obliges quickly. He can’t have you think you’re flustering him. But, when you gently take his shoulder in your hand so you can check if the bullet has gone all the way through, he finds himself swallowing hard.

“Right, it’s still in there I’m afraid. I’ll dig it out and patch it for you.”

“You know what you’re doing?”

“I’ve de-bulleted myself before.”

Yeah. Both him and Lemon have been there before. Half the people in the business have, probably.

You seem to know your stuff, cleaning the wound carefully before you start to lay out a professional-looking set of tools which would be more at home in an operating theatre than in an east London flat.

“What are those, surgical tweezers?” Tangerine asks, surprised. You don’t look him in the eye as you go to start extracting the bullet.

“They’re actually a matterlad.”

Tangerine furrows his brow.

“What’s a matterlad?”

“Nothing lad, what’s a matter with you?” you ask, deadpan, and he’s so immediately furious to have fallen for such an obvious trick he barely feels you reaching into his shoulder to pull the shrapnel out.

“You really boil my piss sometimes.”

“I certainly do my best,” you reply, leaving the bloody scrap of metal on top of a coaster on your coffee table. Once more you disinfect the wound, then carefully start the process of stitching him up. Tangerine winces a bit as the needle bites his skin but says nothing.

Across your flat, a door is bumped open. Tangerine goes for his gun, expecting a pursuer to have followed him here…

… then he sees the cat plodding its way into your living room. It’s white, and fluffy, and only has three legs. It regards him with utter contempt before heading over to its empty food bowl and starts shrieking at you.

“Yes, I know,” you call. It meows again.

“Of course you have a fucking cat.”

“Don’t you bring my cat into this, she’s not done anything to you. If you hate me, you hate me.”

Tangerine is about to bite back about cats being one of the most entitled creatures on God’s green earth, but your words give him pause.

“I don’t hate you.”

You open your mouth to say something back, but just close it instead. You settle on bandaging the wound in silence. Tangerine takes the time to look around your home. There’s prints crowded together on the wall, probably by some poncy artist who he’s never heard of. A couple of vintage movie posters are blu-tacked up, too, with the corners beginning to look a bit tattered; like you’ve taken them down and put them up over and over. There’s a woven rug underneath your coffee table, and you’ve shoved a folded up magazine under one of its legs to correct a wonkiness. In the corner of the room is a record player. Of course. Of course you have a fucking record player.

Eventually the quiet is overbearing. Tangerine feels like he might have said something to upset you, which is stupid because he hasn’t, and even if he did he shouldn’t care… but he finds himself trying to make up for it anyway.

“What’s your cat’s name, then?”

You glance over your shoulder, and the cat meows again, as if indignant you have someone else in your flat.

“... You can’t laugh.”

“I’m not promising that.”

You purse your lips, and consider this for a moment, before quietly admitting:

“Amélie.”

Tangerine immediately bursts out laughing.

“Oh, fuck off - !”

“See, this is why I didn’t want to tell you!”

Finished with your work patching him up, you head over and scoop Amélie up in your arms, burying your face in her fur.

“Don’t listen to the bastard man, darling. You’re perfect.”

As if she can tell what you’re saying, she begins to purr. Tangerine has to squash down the tiny bit of himself feeling jealousy because a cat gets to press up against you.

“Didn’t peg you for a pet owner.”

You shrug.

“I found her while I was finishing a job up in Manchester. They’d locked her in a cupboard. She was so skinny…”

You trail off, a sort of odd, faraway look in your eyes. You play with one of her paws.

“Took ages to get the blood out of her fur,” you sigh, and just for a moment Tangerine is struck with just how human you can be, how kind, and how rare that is with people in this profession. Even himself.

His phone buzzes, and he checks it immediately, hoping to hide the redness his face has taken on. It’s Lemon, checking he’s okay. He fires off a text to reassure his brother that he’s fine, give or take some gunfire; and doesn’t mention whose apartment he’s at.

“So now what?” you ask, having given Amélie her dinner and come to sit down on the sofa next to him. “You heading off?”

He takes a long look at you. The way white cat fur has stuck to your shirt. The remnants of his blood under your fingernails.

“What else would I do?”

You lick your lips.

“You could stay.”

And when he leans in to kiss you, you kiss him right back.

[moistvonlipwig]

3, 12, 18, and 19 for teen wolf (no worries if you want to pass on any of them)?

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you’ve seen on tumblr

oh see now this question is impossible because teen wolf fandom is capable of producing bad takes that other fandoms can only dream of. "scott helping align a dog's broken leg in his capacity as an assistant vet tech is animal abuse." "stalia is problematic because malia is 45 in coyote years." "scott violated/raped derek" (re: a scene in which scott is forced under duress to make derek bite gerard, which derek only objected to because he did not know about scott's secret plan). "stiles is the only one who ever respected derek." "scott has been narrating the entire show to make himself look better." "deaton is shady and evil." "scott abused jackson" (a real thing someone sent to my inbox). even jeff davis got in on it with "kira's story didn't have anything left to explore." however despite stiff competition i do think we have to give this award to "scott is a werewolf colonizer" because there is something so special about accusing a mexican boy of colonizing the culture of white people who are living in california. and also because it is so so funny to say.

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

hm. i don't know if i like any characters who are unpopular within the fandom circles i travel in. like certainly scott is unpopular with the fandom at large, we know this, but i don't travel in those circles so. idk. i guess i think victoria argent is interesting? imo after allison she's the most compelling argent. i think killing yourself rather than becoming a werewolf shows a kind of commitment to one's ideology that automatically makes a character interesting. i don't know what the popular opinion on victoria argent is but that's my take.

18. it’s absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on…

see again i could point to fandom at large for this but frankly fandom at large sleeps on anything that isn't sterek or steter so i could say anything and it would be true. so my actual answer is that i think more people should ship theo/mason. i get why sceo is popular but i don't know why thiam is so big when...thason? meo? (personally i am voting for meo as a ship name because it looks like meow. however i am willing to be overruled.)...is right there. one of my actual most unpopular opinions is idgaf about morey because i couldn't care less about corey. i don't even know that boy's last name. he's nothing to me. but theo/mason??? both of them experimented on by the dread doctors, one of them 'evil' and the other 'good' (too 'good' to be traumatized, if you ask jeff davis, which is why you should never ask jeff davis), one of them so compassionate and caring, the other callous and lacking empathy, on opposite sides of the fight, yet both bound by the same trauma, and both deep inside wanting to help? look i'm not a big m/m shipper so i'm not gonna write the fic but SOMEONE should write the fic. is what i'm saying.

19. you’re mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like…

disclaimer i am not ashamed of liking anything because, to paraphrase the great cordelia chase, shame is not something to be proud of. however i am a little mad that stiles and derek genuinely have such a fun relationship. i do actually wish they had more scenes together and i would happily watch an entire episode that was just the two of them on a buddy cop roadtrip and if people wrote more platonic fic of them with their canon personalities being forced into Situations together then i Would read it. i don't ship them because it's not my cup of tea shipping-wise and i think fanon sterek is nothing like canon sterek and is deeply uninteresting but in the year 2024 i must confess that canon stiles & derek did make some points.

[ditch-lily]

i love kim bc hes like so scowly and tries so hard to be intimidating he’s literally 10yo first time dnd player rogue ‘my parents were killed in a horrible traumatic event when i was small and i was raised by wolves and now i am a gloomstalker (a real dnd class) shadow rogue who travels Alone because everything i touch dies in search of revenge against the hunter who murdered my parents.’ ‘your birth parents?’ ‘no thé wolves’ ‘so your birth parents and your foster wolf parents were both murdered but youre only getting revenge for the wolves?’ ‘you Got it’ he is giving nico di angelo i LOVE him he is my meow meow. ‘i am scary i am death.’ you re a baby. babygirl even.

like this mf wouldn’t break if you put him in a cia interrogation in one of those islands we have with the torture prisons but put him in a room with a cute boy who knows which things of the three things he said in an interview one time were true and cover him with kittens and he caves so fuckin quick. ‘youll never make me talk. grrr.’ ‘hi p’kim! 🥰’ ‘fuck fuck ill tell you everything please’

thank you for your passionate description of kim and also educating me on dnd at the same time. that's talent

but yes this true he's a killer, he's a lone wolf he's forging his own path of revenge!! but would he give it up in a second for a bright eyed cute boy who call hims pretty? absolutely

[vampyr3wife]

Do you have any lore for your cats?

Oh do I! I actually have a full Peanut lore deep dive here …

This is gonna be very long .

Cleo lore is pretty sweet :3 when I was tiny I was OBSESSED. With cats. Every single cat. Every kind of cat. I mean obsessed… not that much has changed. But I didn’t have a kitty of my own. I begged my parents for a cat for 4 years.. My mom would walk in on me crying in bed about cats LMAO. I would sneak all of the neighborhood strays into my house.. one time my grandma almost got me a kitten for Christmas and my dad said no… HATER. But I was dreaming up a special kitty in my mind. I have vivid memories of visualizing a kitten in the sky waiting 2 be born just for me. Finally the day came when I begged my way into a petsmart kitty visiting room. Cleo was the first kitty I met and even at 8 years old I knew in an instant that she was my baby. That night we watched Pinocchio together on my little vcr and since the kitty Figaro is a boy I decided to name her Cleo after the pretty fish.. they’re both cute n bubbly n sweet! though I entertain the idea that her full name is Cleopatra since she’s so fancy. I always wonder about her life before, she has a broken crooked tail tip and a skill for opening doors. In fact, certain handle styles I have to install lock chains on or she will get out literally just to go to my bedroom window and cry for me like a baby. She doesn’t do it much anymore though, she knows if she cries I’ll open it for her lol. She is incredibly smart. She’s a very sassy girl and there’s only a handful of people she won’t show attitude to. She’s like a sweet little ragdoll with me, I can grab her n cuddle her up like a baby whenever but .. she can get pretty scary with other people n won’t let them pet her for long. She gets very jealous as well, of people and other cats. She has so many lovely little quirks, she loves when I talk in a super high squeaky voice, it makes her go crazy… she’s obsessed with the 90’s my little pony toys, she will grab them from my room and start rolling in their hair and licking it like it’s her baby.. she loves butt pats the most and always comes when I call her name. We never go long without having giant cuddle fests.. she loves 2 get all up in my face and paw at me. She’s actually cuddled up purring next 2 me as I write this :D she is my baby.. she is my soul.. my blood.. we are one.

I found The Boy, the only boy in the world, my baby baby boy, Loki boy when I was 13 at a little rescue event where they bring the kitties out. I saw his little red nose and how shy n sweet he was with the other kitties and I just fell absolutely in love with him. So again I begged. Like I was begging for my life. I even got in contact with his foster mom behind my parents backs to keep getting pics of him and find out when the next events were. Through her I learned that he was found abandoned in a box with his 2 sisters inside of a barn. He’s the bestest big and little brother ever.. he’s also the most mischievous playful boy ever. He has always reminded me of a little kitty Peter Pan but I didn’t rlly want to call him Peter so I named him after the Norse god of mischief.. Loki! I wish I could somehow show u how wonderful his heart is. He definitely has some kitty anxiety but he loves everyone and everything. He rescues Cleo whenever she’s stuck in a room by alerting me, he talks to Peanut through the door, he greets my guests, n he has had playdates with kittens. He cuddles with his toys and he loves being tucked in under blankets. He has the sweetest funniest Siamese like meow and is VERY talkative. He has an array of noises, sighs, and purrs the easiest out of all the kitties… n he gets the tail shakes when he’s excited :3 He always jumps up on his hind legs to reach my hands and he LOVES to spoon. He DEMANDS to be little spoon nightly. He’s my little wolf cat. Rabbit hearted deer hearted baby. You know that one post that’s like “the relationship between a girl and her boy cat is akin to Mary and Jesus”

[quietbluejay]

Ahriman: Exile Reread 1

So, I decided not to include my thoughts on the samples I read in between Buried Dagger and this the TLDR: Betrayer: I'm definitely intrigued but it felt like it was being unfair to Magnus :/ Angel Exterminatus: McNeill has really upped his game! The Path of Heaven: slaps roof of warhammer this franchise can fit so much chronic pain into it The Crimson King: this is what got me interested in Lucius originally

And now, the main event: Ahriman: Exile was the second ever WH40k book I ever read (first being Know No Fear), and it was basically the make or break between me staying and me leaving.

story begins with a space wolf pov and man i gotta read a space wolf book at some point, i found out there's a book where a space wolf and a thousand son end up sharing a body and then apparently they become besties so like this is a book written just for me future bluejay note: i read the sample at a later point and the book is on the list now

this guy however in the ahriman novels was as i recall my introduction to warhammer cannibalism And at this point I feel like I should maybe put a content warning. Cannibalism mentions ahead, if you've read the book it's fine, I'm not screenshotting those bits and I'm being even less descriptive

haakon (the pov guy) undergoes an experience that sounds a LOT like he has the butchers nails haakon dude r u ok

you know if i had a nickel every time in this book a dude got stripped and hung from a wall in chains and scribbled on with ink pens by one specific sorcerer i'd have two nickels which is not a lot but man, amon, you need better hobbies note from future bluejay: I misremembered oh i also forgot this bit

im sixteen pages in and we are on our SECOND cannibalism this is really gross i shouldn't have read this right after eating i was going to describe a bit and thought better of it even behind spoiler rip haakon you were alive only for the prologue chapter though wait i feel like he showed up again in a later book??? maybe it was a different gross space wolf

carmenta my beloved blorbo no, self, you have enough cosplays planned her child, for context, is the spaceship she's a rogue techpriest and she's connected to the ship

and here he is the specialest boy the sad wet beast of an evil sorcerer, the platonic ideal of a poor little meow meow

ahriman is uh, not doing very well how the mighty have fallen literally kneeling for an unsanitary blood covered dude who collects evil sorcerers like jewels

viva la vida plays in the background this is, to be honest, an uncomfortable scene, but it really works for setting the mood of the book

meanwhile ahriman is just sitting there like "his main sorcerer is going to betray him i could probably do something but what is the point of doing anything i don't know if all my powers still even work" "it was as if a portion of his soul had shrunken to a wasted shell" and meanwhile gzrel is calling him "a whipped dog among wolves" rip wolf reference ahriman doesn't actually react to that at all khayon would but ahriman basically attempts to repress all his trauma and Does Not Think about it he does that about a lot of things so yay ahriman got chosen to lead the attack on the Titan Child, he's being set up to die ahriman: ok and now over to astraeos who is also blorbo there's a lot of great characters in these books

ok so he's part of the remains of a renegade space marine chapter imperium turned on them without saying why we don't find out about this til a lot later and we find out why waaaay later and it's normally a plot i hate but it was kind of okay here because it fits the story thematically somehow he became the leader of what remains but he has no clue what to say also they're guarding carmenta

Gee I wonder why your powers don’t work any more Do I really need to know about the bloody mucus, French?

the overwhelming message im getting from this is "chaos space marines are gross and unsanitary"

ok i don't remember this either something possessed the dude next to ahriman and now there's frost everywhere it's speaking to ahriman and also everyone else is frosen in time "i am your fate come round at last" spooky note from future bluejay: arc words! arc words!

carmenta: ah my death is here i will be free at last but oops astraeos rescued her ahhh okay so she found him and his brothers floating lost in space and she rescued them and thats why they swore to protect her

ahriman 🤝 carmenta hearing ominous voices behind their thoughts ahriman 🤝 carmenta "you know what just let me die here"

oops ahriman's repression failed traumatic flashbacks to his brother's death time oh yikes rip astraeos he's a prisoner and they took one of his eyes and he's being hung from the ceiling with HOOKS IN HIS SKIN euerrrrgh rusty hooks man french is really going out of his way to emphasize the whats the right term the physical elements and the horrible reality of what it would be like, it's very visceral but also lmao trying to earn the mature rating for the book as if it didn't with the cannibalism

i don't think it's overshooting the horror im just trying to make a joke to lighten my mood because this book gets dark i actually had to take breaks when i was reading it originally because I was in a pretty bad mental place at the time oh yeah ding we have a third character held prisoner naked and hanging from the ceiling though tbh astraeos' situation is worse than haakon's or than future ahrimans will be note from future bluejay: you misremembered, there are 3 times characters are imprisoned and vulnerable and hanging from the ceiling but in only two cases were they naked and cannibalized, no one ate ahriman and he got to keep his tunic. To be fair to past bluejay, it is a weird thing to pop up multiple times in the first place

both of them they were both betrayed by the imperium that created them and outcast by it

astraeos is unsettling ahriman oh this is why he adopts astraeos isn't it

it's because he reminds him of himself and then he shapes astraeos into himself including his own mistakes…. third cannibalism at least it happened offscreen ahriman feel supernatural fear French does a good job at conveying the creeping feeling of something wrong at your back ;-; ahriman kept all the physical things he could from his time in the TS

forget bad mental health day ahriman is having a bad mental health millenium

I can't help but hear this as a riff on the "we should improve society somewhat" meme

so i am STILL not sure if it's the voice of something else in his head or not maybe this time when i finish the trilogy i will have clarity the end got really confusing

oh hey time for him to meet carmenta

and then he warns her to be careful oh gross not the human tallow candles again this was I think my first encounter with them, but sadly not my last of course they didn't do a good job rendering you think these guys know how to properly render anything it explicitly smells like meat

the visitors are thousand sons ahriman basically has a panic attack

oh ahriman is happy :D visitor is someone he knows and actually liked him

ahriman: i'm not alone :D :D :D meanwhile he keeps having visions oops "the vision slipped into his mind like a razor" i love french's similes tolbek threatens gzrel a bit and then ahriman and him talk via telepathy tolbek: you must come with me ahriman: sorry no tolbek surprise attacks it's super effective

annnnd ahriman awakens his power again

after centuries of depression, local man finally feels something and it's joy that he's going to kill someone he knew rip and then ahriman turns into a killing machine rip everyone in the room you're all dead also things get trippy with visions

oh, honey sometimes, having hope is bad because this is wh40k

but this is where it starts he's at his lowest point but he's going to start to climb oh welp he didn't kill one dude just broke his mind

ahriman: i almost feel bad for him then he remembers that this is the guy that ate astraeos' eye and tortured him ahriman: nvm and then for some reason (vision he had) he doesn't kill Maroth seriously at this point i have to think it was something making him not do it the first thing ahriman does is go to free astraeos

the thing he does not want to do is he frees astraeos anyways so now astraeos feels obligated because his honour and obligation are all he has left time for carmenta to be a badass

elmo emoji

anyways the prose is definitely holding up the weird stuff feels weirder, somehow

thinking about how fast ahriman gets attached to carmenta and astraeos but doesn't really admit it to himself which is a repeating pattern in his life thought I had last night: he has the wisdom and critical thinking skills that God gave a slug

let me amend it, that's mean to slugs ahriman does not have the wisdom and sense that God gave a slug i had some thoughts about ahriman and astraeos and some of the themes of this book but they aren't entirely coherent but basically about ahriman being at his kindest when he's at his lowest point mentally and physically and also tbh at his wisest and as he gets in better shape he loses that to his all consuming focus

ahriman is basically the manifestation of that diane di prima poem all he has is a collection of means

[gods-no-longer-tread-here]

Tiger & Bunny daemon au because I read The Golden Compass as a baby and it altered my DNA:

Kotetsu: you might think a tiger, or perhaps a canid. incorrect. Kotetsu's daemon is a mustelid like a stoat or otter. trust me on this I have been thinking about him for 12 years

Barnaby: rabbit? fox? something elegant? no, that boy is too feral. his daemon is a badger.

Nathan: peacock. self-explanatory. beautiful, dangerous, and kind of silly.

Karina: a very fluffy cat who looks like a supermodel and has the sweetest, politest meows.

Ivan: crow or moth, because those lil dudes can imitate anything and can be very sneaky.

Pao Lin: probably still young enough that her daemon hasn't settled, but prefers flying

Keith: 100% some kind of herding dog with how much he wants to do a Good Job.

Antonio: literally just a fuckin buffalo.

Subaru: wolf, because he's very intense and also a doofus

Thomas: turtle, and she has a lil skateboard for zoomin'

Ryan: uhhhhh idk, a caiman? more intelligent than you'd think but also still an asshole

Lara: too Babby, but prefers soft, warm forms like cats, bunnies, hamsters, and small dogs

Agnes: snake. no one knows what kind. he likes to loop around her neck and hiss in her ear about how she's too hard on the heroes.

Saito: absolutely has something incredibly dangerous like a venomous spider or perhaps a komodo dragon, and it makes a lot of people very, very nervous.

[nightmare-the-cat]

Puppy Love <3

Bc dogboy shenanigans are fun and Guren ABSOLUTELY would meow like a cat looking like that, despite knowing he’s a wolf. Boys a cat person, through and through.

Meanwhile Gen would LIKE to think he’s more of a catlike person, but the dude follows Guren around like a lost puppy during most the second half of the show XD

Sorry Gen, but you’re more doglike than Guren will probably ever be lol

@kazumahashimoto I’m still on my bullshit-and I still be thanking you for it

[rawk-chikk]

Bro just sent me this. We lost him 10 years ago yesterday. Didn't realise it had been that long, but I'm absolutely terrible with dates. He died in Bro's arms tho, so I think it's permanently etched for him.

For y'all who don't know the story, this is Pushca, the fam's first cat.

It was the year 2000. Mum had been trying to persuade Dad to let us adopt a cat from the local shelter for ages. He was adamant that we were not gonna get a cat. You know how dads are. So mum, and us kids (well, teens and young adults at that time) had resigned ourselves to being catless.

Fast forward about a week. The sibs come home from school and Mum tells them to look in the garden. They go out, then come back in like 'OMG you got a cat!'

She was actually referring to the trees over the back garden fence. One of em fell during a bit of a bluster and destroyed our fence and next door's shed. And the picnic table where my folks sat and had morning coffee when it was nice out. If it'd been nice out that morning we'd probably have been orphaned 😬. Anyway, the trees were inspected and it was decided they should be lopped for safety. I mean these were tall fucking trees. You could see em all the way from Milton Tesco, so you'd always know the way home.

So yeah. The trees were now a lot less tall. And there was a cat in the garden...

Fully grown but still young. And scrawny. Not full-on starved looking, but definitely not in receipt of frequent, substantial meals.

He was just sat on the path quietly, watching as Bro and Sis approached him with a dish of tuna flakes, which he wolfed down.

Then he got up, walked into the house like he'd always lived there, and promptly fell asleep on the recliner we had back then.

Woke up a couple of times for a bit of a fuss and some more grub, then went back to sleep. Went out to do his business, came right back to his spot on the recliner. He was still there when Dad came in from work in the small hours. Rather than throw him out, Dad just opened the kitchen window so he could leave then went to bed.

He was gone the next morning and we thought that was that. A nice flying visit from a random neighbourhood cat. Maybe now Dad could be persuaded to let us adopt one?

Later that day, Mum hears meowing by the back door...

This went on for a few weeks. He came in, had some food, then spent the rest of the day on the recliner. We were in a situationship with this cat. We hadn't talked about making it official or anything coz we weren't sure he wouldn't just pull a Littlest Hobo on us at some point. We just went along with the happy status quo.

Then one day he comes round and my spidey sense for poorly pets starts tingling. As the day goes on it becomes obvious. He's lethargic, withdrawn, not bothered about food etc.

Suddenly we've got a sick cat on our hands. What the hell do we do? I mean he was ours but he wasn't ours, ya dig? Mum phoned the RSPCA for advice.

Let's just say they were less than helpful. Actually they were downright rude, like they suspected us of being shitty pet owners trying to fob off a cat onto em 🙄. Their 'advice' was to leave him under a bush to let nature take it's course (I shit you not!), alternatively they would take him in and treat him, but we wouldn't be getting him back.

Well fuck that noise!!!

That was the point we decided we were going all in on this boy. We got him to a vet, got him treated for an infected bite on his head, got him registered, chipped, booked in for neutering, insured, the works.

Dad didn't want to adopt a cat.

The universe had other ideas. A cat adopted us instead.

In fact we ended up with three. And after they'd all passed we took on three more.

And it all started with him. He helped raise two kittens, and two puppies (one's still with us, tho very much not a puppy anymore 🙁). He put up with a baby (Nephew One), who then became a toddler 😬. He saw me off to, and welcomed me back from, various stints at university. He curled up with me during the worst of my mental health struggles, and the Christmas I was too ill to get out of bed. He was there the day my dad died. He was a solid, dependable presence on the back of the sofa.

That sofa still bore a Pushca sized dent in his spot years after he was gone. Guess you could say he really was part of the furniture 😁.

Miss ya, boyo ❤.

(Absolutely do not miss your nagging tho 😋😆)

[ma-lark-ey]

Lark Liveblogs Lit episode 4(?): The Mortal Instruments

Here’s what I know going into it;

Magnus & Alec are endgame, Alec walks away from his marriage???? Very dramatically to kiss Magnus. I, originally, thought these two were reversed but my mate corrected me.

It’s (roughly???) inspired by her old Draco Trilogy (which I did track down and download, will read eventually) and shares the name with a Ron/Ginny fic (which I read. Mortal Instrument was a very fitting title)

And that’s literally all I know before hand;

Unlike the Harry Potter post, I’ll add my thoughts whilst reading and not just completely after finishing. I will still do the entire series post-mortum on each book, though.

City of Bones; (3/11/23)

Alec is EASILY my favorite. I figured it’d be Simon or Magnus because my blorbo history favors Simons and Magnuses, but Alec has CAPTURED my heart and when he almost died to Abbadon I literally cried even though I KNEW he survived.

Clary, on the contrary, is only slightly less boring than Isabelle. I think Isabelle is badass because she’s got a whip but both of these women is like. Go girl! Give us NOTHING! Especially weird because Clary is primarily our perspective character??

Jace & Simon’s weird little dynamic is interesting. I’m not. Its whatever. I don’t hate it, I’m not intrigued. I DO think Alec/Jace is a far superior romance to Jace/Clary. But also maybe my opinion will change. The little kiss in the garden WAS very cute. Jace thinks he’s so cool and he’s literally not. He’s literally so cringe. His snarky sass is so fun as well, obsessed with whatevers going on there.

The cup being IN the Tarot cards was SO cool. I’m obsessed with THAT.

How old is Magnus. Can I be condoning Malec. Is it like, a Calypso situation. Emotionally he act around 19-20, we’re going with that. He feels like a shitty frat boy. How did this man name Magnus Chase he’s so cool and Magnus Chase is the most pathetic meow meow I’ve ever seen.

UMMM??? HODGE??? WHAT THE A C T U A L FUCK. HELLO. NO. NO. I REFUSE. THIS IS SO FUCKED UP WHAT. SO THAT WAS A FUCKING LIE???? Hodge.

Pov you’re my actually mildly hyperventilating at the end of chapter 22.

JACE IS VALENTINES SON??? THEY’RE SIBLINGS??? Really living up to stealing that name from Ron/Ginny fic huh 😭😭 oh god. Cassie… cassie clare… bbg….

So. The Johnathon reveal fr had me set the book down and walk away because I was in HYSTERICS. congrats, Simon! New chance with your girl because the other part of your love triangle was her BROTHER. so—

Newly finished City of Bones. There’s so much going on here. I’ve thoroughly exhausted my thoughts already. Uhm.

All I have left to say is I adore Luke. He’s perfect. And Magnus Bane RUSHING to Alec like that??? OKAY. HOMOSEXUAL MUCH??? Yes sir go get your man. I see you.

2.) City of Ashes (02/05/23-8/17/23)

Simon and Clary are a MESS i love them. Theyre IDIOTS.

Luke is still my beloved

The complex ass dynamic of Jace and Valentine,,, EAT. love it.

Im gonna be so fr i have updated this in six months and dont remember 90% of book teo anymore actually but Vampire Simon was a slay

Wait that didnt happen in this book.

OH. OH. THE SEELIE COURT? INSANE. INSANO FUCKING CRAZY THAT WAS WILD.

this book took me forever to read because second installments are always weak af (Son of Neptune is an exception) and i struggle so bad

Dont remember if it was this book or book three but him almost dying and Jace giving him blood was the GAYEST thing I’ve ever seen and they should make out. Like that was so horny and for what.

YES THAT WAS TEO IM CORRECT because two was the boar fight and three was the city where sebastian whatever the fuck killed max

Moving on.

3.) City of Glass (8/19/23-8/23/23)

THEYRE NOT. SIBLINGS. WIN FOR EVERYONE INVOLED.

Magnus & Alec appeared like twice but im obsessed with Magnus every time he appears im flirting with him hey bb howzit going.

Maya is my FAVORITE ever i love a wolf girl. Also love a fear demon.

The Max death was UNNECESSARY and UNCALLED FOR he was a BABY BOY. what did he ever do to deserve this. He died HOLDING JACE’S SOLDIER. devastating. Awful.

The mark of Kane for Simon was real as shit im obsessed with that.

The Angel reviving Jace was literally so funny silly goofy. He went “god. What the fuck. At least give this kid a chance at being normal” and thats so funny.

I want to study Jace like a bug. Hes so babygirl.

(I’ll reblog with updates as I read the last half of the series 🙏 it’s taking longer bc ~ school ~)

However!

My best mate & I watched the first season of the show & the City of Bones movie and;

Okay we only watched the first like. 45 minutes of City of Bones because we wanted to watch something genuinely bad and it was doing too well. Obsessed with the cast on that, though. We didnt even get to Magnus or Alec because every casting on the movie was good until Isabelle and it was so bad I made my mate turn it off because I Could Not.

I’m on episode ten of season one of Shadowhunters and its not good but it is fun so I’m thriving. Like this show is bad but also its a fun time so we’re thriving.

[jedicakes08]

This is a discarded small plots from a series I don’t plan on continuing on AO3. It’s a second story following the chamber of secrets in where clone characters go to Hogwarts and help Harry find a new home and live happily and stuff. If you wanna check it out here’s a link to the series I did.

This was posted due to a reader from AO3 who seemed to like it. Shout out to Biblioworm

Tech hums as he reads over Harry’s homework. “You’ve done well Harry. I think you’ll do well this year.”

Beaming a little Harry Hugs Tech. “Thanks Tech!”

Tech pats his head as he’s still not used to hugs. “Yes we’ll have you finished reading all the potion books?”

With a nod Harry pulls out the last book. “I did. Though a lot of it seems like it’s for the years ahead of us.”

“That’s because it is.” Tech takes the book and brings it to the bookshelf in the now library of the base. “I thought you could use the extra help seeing as professor Snape seems to dislike you.”

“How’d you know that?” Harry raised an eyebrow at him.

“Well it’s quite obvious really.” He looks up as Crosshair walks over with a scowl. “Have you finished your reading of charms Crosshair?”

He huffs. “I have.” Setting the book down

~~

Wrecker cheers as he’s got his cat. A very large Kneazle with the coat pattern of an explosion. It meowed as it sat itself on Wrecker's head. “I think I’ll call you Boomie!” It meows in enjoy at the name.

Hunter felt his eye twitch a bit knowing he’s got to be the one to take care of it now.

Crosshair not one for any animal with fur or feathers looks over at the snakes. If that Weasley boy as Hunter liked to call him could have a rat. Why not a snake? There was no rule against it after all. He watches as one snake slowly peaks out from the corner. It was small and its eyes were missing. Clearly slashed off. ‘Hey.’

The snake jumps and looks towards Crosshair. ‘You are a sssspeaker?’ It hisses slowly.

‘Yeah I am.’ Crosshair had heard that term used before when dealing with reptile species across the galaxy so this wasn’t new.

‘Pleassse sssspeaker!” It begs. ‘Take me away from here pleasssse!” It moves closer and slightly hits the glass. ‘They hurt me ssspeaker! They took my eyessss!”

Without hesitation Crosshair picks up the snake from its strangely heavily caged box once he opens it. ‘Will you obey me?’

‘Oh yesss sssspeaker I will! I pormisssse!”

He flinched at how much the snake was yelling. ‘Then I’ll take you.’ Taking the snake up to the counter the shop attendant quickly jumps seeing that snake.

“I forgot we had one.” The shop keeper looks like he wants to pass out. “Twenty gallons for that one.”

~~

Plo Koon smiled at his sons now having their wands, uniforms, trunks, clothes, and all the other stuff. He can’t help but coo at how adorable Wolffe looks ready for school. A real proud Buri moment that makes his eyes water. “Look at you my sons.” His breath shakes in joy. Emotions into the force can’t help with the feeling of pride. “I can’t believe you're all going to school!”

He holds his heart. Wolf pack was the oldest of the vode. Wolffe didn’t like shinies because of how attached the others could get causing them to do stupid stuff to protect the shines. So only those eleven and older got in. Wolffe blushes a bit. “Thanks Buri.” He and the others hug Plo tightly.

Plo can’t helps it and cries in the middle of the alley way. “I’m a proud dad!”

Obi-wan sips his tea watching this from his spot at a little cafe. “Not my circus, not my monkeys.” He repeats with a smile as Waxer and Boil hold up with Owls.

~~

Getting to the bookstore was more of a challenge this year. It was packed out more than usual. “What do you think is going on?” Harry looks up at hinter with big eyes.

Hunter strained his ears but couldn’t hear much over the group of women giggling or squealing a bit. “I’m not sure.” Looking down at his list he notices all the DADA books are written by the same man. Lockheart.

“It appears that the person who wrote the books we will need this year is doing signings.” Tech points to a poster in the window of the shop.

Rex sighs. “Why do I have a feeling this won’t be good?” Cody shakes his head a bit as they being Walking inside the crowded bookshop they try to split up to try and find their books. Hunter and Rex keep a close hand on Harry.

All the sudden Harry gets grabbed. “Ah!” Harry pulls on Hunter and in a flash Hunter pulls out his knife, Cody pulls out his blaster. Wrecker grabs the man, tosses him in the air and pins him against the wall.

“Who do you think you are grabbing are brother like that!” Wrecker growls like a strill as Boomie hisses swiping at the man’s face.

“Ah!” The man quickly holds up his hands. “Easy there my friend I was just trying to greet Mr. Potter over there.” He moves a hand towards Harry who’s behind Tech at this point.

“Well, have you ever heard of manners?” Wrecker holds him tighter.

“Now now, let me introduce myself. I am Gildory Lockheart! And I just thought that I should introduce myself to Mr. Harry Potter and tell him that I shall be the new defense against the dark arts professor at Hogwarts.” He smiles as Hunter gives Wrecker the signal to set him down.

Cody tenses a bit as everyone watches them as Lockheart continues. “I’m fact I shall be giving Mr. Potter and all of his friends have free copies of my books they’ll need for school!”

People clap as Cody sighs. He somehow doubts that even magic could make enough books for his brothers.

~~

Mcgonagall stared at the sea of clones. They were all in the back letting the smaller children in front. She could feel her eyes drawn to the one that seemed bigger than Hagride. After going through her normal speech she lets them all in.

Looking at her now long list of names and numbers. Though most of the numbers were marked out and had names attached to them. This was sure to be the longest sorting of the school in a while.

Going through the names it was clear certain clones seemed to be the favorites as even the ones yet to be sorted would cheer for two clones named Waxer and Boil who like the Weasley twins gave her the strange urge to drink and retire. Wolffe when he and a bunch of oddly named ones like Comet, Sinker, Boost, and two Dash with the only distinction is one having a four and the other a nine at the end when they all get sorted into Hufflepuff.

Crosshair got a large fanfare from the largest one when he went to the Slytherin table. Watching him sit next to Hunter and Potter. Finally it was the largest ones turn. As soon as she saw his name she had a sinking feeling that the Weasley twins and the two clones would cause the most grey hairs in all the staff. Sitting on the stool he was to high for her to reach but it didn’t matter as the old stool that has been at Hogwarts as long as the hat shatters causing him to fall. “Oops sorry about that.”

He laughs a bit and at this point I place the hat on his head with a slight prayer to magic he isn’t a Gryfindor. “HUFFLEPUFF!” The hat calls out and I can’t help but sigh in relief as he walks over to the table to be greeted by Wolffe and his brothers.

As I call up the next name there's a crash and the bench holding Wrecker breaks. “SORRY!” He yells somehow being louder than Dumbledore when he magics his voice.

Flitwick goes over to see if he can fix it and possibly charm it to be stronger. Hopefully the wine at the teachers table is stronger tonight as well.

Soon I’m down to a few and one that wasn’t in alphabetical order even thought it seemed like a normal name. “Ahsoka Tano!”

An orange girl with a strange head thing walks up as all the sudden they cheered and she hasn’t even been sorted. Placing the hat on her head the moment she’s sorted their table erupts into a massive cheer as others sulk.

~~

After eating and watching Crosshair glare down professor Snape in an honestly shocking duel to see who would back down. “Wow I’ve never seen professor Snape glare that hard before.” He can hear what someone says.

Trying to focus on his breathing and not the annoying sound of utensils scraping plates he looks at Crosshair. “You wanna calm down?”

“Not until he backs down.” Crosshair says through gritted teeth.

Dumbledore stands up and I dread whatever speech he’s about to give. It’s almost the same as last year except he introduced four new teachers. “I would like all of you to give a warm welcome to the new teachers. For defense against the dark arts please welcome professor Gildory Lockheart!” All of the men don’t clap and just stare at Lockheart. The anger from the incident in the bookstore is still there as they all grew closer to Harry. No one could care and Tech had already found inconsistency in his books. Major ones too so no Hunter and the others didn’t trust him. The anger though everyone could feel it and you could cut it with a knife in the great hall. “Now we have new subjects that are mandatory for everyone to take this year as we all know many things have happened. First up in galactic politics and history with professor Obi-wan Kenobi!”

That gets all the vode to cheer loudly. Crosshair slowly claps still staring down Snape.

“Now you only have to take this once at your time in school and that is a gym class.” Dumbledore smiles. “The school board thought it would be best to add this to help all of you. So I would like for all of you to greet your new gym teacher Sir Anakin Skywalker!” The 501st erupted into massive cheers. Even louder than Kenobi’s. It was clear this was a challenge.

“Oh no.” Hunter sighs, putting his hands on his head.

“And now we have a galactic species specialist, please welcome professor Plo Koon!”

The great hall physically shakes as all of the wolf pack cheer and begin to howl like wolves. Master Koon waved beaming with pride.

~~

“Crosshair stop.” Hunter tries to pull him away as they make their way to the common rooms. He and Snape still haven’t stopped glaring at each other.

Crosshair clenches his fist. “He started it.”

“I don’t care who started it. I'm ending it so we can get the rules and go to bed.”

“No.”

“Crosshair it’s twelve at night. It ends now!”

~~

“You feel okay Harry?” Cody looks him over.

Harry nods. “Yeah I’m just nervous for tryouts.”

Wrecker pats his back. He had joined the Slytherin table for breakfast. “Don’t be that way. you're totally gonna get on the team!” He laughs.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that.” Draco Malfoy says. “I’m the new seeker.”

“And why is that?” Cody raises an eyebrow.

“Because I’m the best here. I’ve been training since I was little, and my father bought the team Nimbus 2001s.” He smirks.

“Oh I get it.” Crosshair eats his food. “You were so scared of not getting on the team you had your daddy bribe your way on it.”

Draco starts to become red. “No!” He yells “it’s not like that.”

Crosshair laughs. “Sure it is. If you weren’t scared you would do the tryouts like everyone else.”

Draco saw red. “And you think you're better than me?”

Crosshair smirks and sips his juice. Still upset they wouldn’t let him drink coffee. “I don’t think I know.”

“Fine then. Let’s go out to the field and we can see who’s better, you or me.”

“After breakfast.”

~~

Watching Crosshair grab the snitches in under a minute on the broom, Tech somehow had time to build after his studies and internship with the Goblins was kinda boring.

Flint the capitan sighs a bit. “Malfoy, Crosshair down.” Walking over Hunter and the others join. “Listen, your good Crosshair.” Crosshair snorts at that. “But first years aren’t allowed on the team. So Malfoy still is in.”

“Then let Potter tryout against him.” Crosshair at this point wants to watch Malfoy lose.

Flint sighs. “Fine.”

Potter wins and is now on the team with the super broom tech built.

~~

Lockheart seems frazzled by the time they get to DADA. It’s clear he seemed to crack under the brothers not liking him for screwing with Harry. Hunter happily stared down Lockheart, making enough of a deterrent from him to speak to Harry. Sure he tries to get Harry alone but Hunter. Hunter is not letting this strange famous adult man alone with a child.

~~

Skywalker is hard on the class. He’s clearly taking lessons from the temple to teach here. Making them do two laps around the castle, 100 sit ups, pull ups, twenty minute walk sits, and hand to hand combat. “You did an amazing job Longbottom!” Harry pats his back and hands the red faced boy some water.

“Really?” Nevill looks up at Anakin in awe.

“Yeah. A lot better when I was your age.” Anakin pats his head. He could sense how uneasy and unsure Nevill felt of himself. Knowing that feeling, Anakin knew he had to help Nevill.

“But didn’t you grow up learning this stuff?”

Anakin shakes his head. “No I didn’t. I came to the Jedi late so I was so far behind everyone else and I felt like a failure.” Nevill looks up to him. “I knew that I was so far behind and it took me a while but I pushed through and I became strong and was able to show I had value. You have value Nevill , don't sell yourself short.”

~~

“Woah Myrtle you're even cooler than I was told about!” Wrecker laughs as Myrtle makes a water fountain explode.

“Thank you.” She giggles. “You and your brothers are the only nice ones to me.”

Harry looked around Nick's deathday party. It’s going alright. Even after Cody yelled at the headless party. “You okay kid?” Rex places a hand on Harry’s shoulder.

Harry nods. “Yeah I just feel tired.” In reality it feels odd to be celebrating the day your parents were murdered in front of you when you where a baby and the only survivor.

“Then I think it’s time you head to your common room then. Let’s go see if Crosshair is still up.”

On their way back they get stopped by the sight of Flinche’s cat frozen. The words ‘the chamber of secrets is now opened. Enemies of the heir beware!’ Hunter walks over to the cat and checks it out. “It’s alive, just frozen.”

The sounds of footsteps from people leaving the great hall ring out. Quickly running wrecker stops everyone from coming out. The professors rush over. “What happened?” General Kenobi comes and sees the cat.

“We don’t know.” Hunter hands him the cat. “We found her like this.”

“MRS. NORIS!” Flinch cries and rushes over. “You! He screams at Hunter. “YOU AND YOUR FREAKY BROTHERS DID THIS! YOU KILLED HER I KNOW IT!”

“Calm down Mr. Flinch.” Plo puts a hand on his shoulder. “I can tell you they didn’t.

Obi-wan looks over to him. “And Mrs. Noris isn’t dead. She’s just frozen.” Obi-wan begins to use the force to help break the spell.

“General Koon.” Wolffe walks up with Comet holding Ginny Weasley who’s covered in red paint. “We- oh I see you found it.”

“Wolffe, what’s going on?” Snape asks with a sneer.

“We saw something sir. Something you should check out.”

They go to the restrooms to see a giant snake cuddling Crosshair. Crosshair looks at them annoyed. “This thing won’t let me go!”

It hisses with its eyes closed. ‘Don’t worry little speaker I won’t let them hurt you and the baby!’ Crosshair's baby snake was curled up on it as well.

“That’s a Basilisk.” Snape pulls out his wand with the other professors.

Plo, Obi-wan, Anakin, and the bad batch with Rex and Harry all stand in front of them. “Stop! She wort hurt them!” Harry says, holding his arms out.

“And why not?” Snape glares so hard at Harry.

“Because she just wants to protect Crosshair and the baby!”

[ultimateaclrecovery]

Just had a thirty min good-bye kiss with one of frisbee teammates 👀

It had been building for a while and then he finally asked me out after leiout two weeks ago. We got dinner last week, and then went to meow wolf a weird interactive art experience. He had picked me up so then he walked me to the door after and then well…..

We made out on my porch for awhile and then I finally offered to show him my house and then we made out in my living room for a good while before I finally said I had to go to bed.

Okay but also what do normal people think about when they kiss someone because y’all my mind fucking wanders. I think I’ve mostly kissed people I don’t know very well or when really drunk so I’m normally stressed about if they like me or like what will happen, but because I’ve known him for so long it was more comfy so my mind aimlessly wandered. I felt like a 12 year old in one of those cheesy ya books having their first kiss and wondering if they’re doing it right. Like is this what it’s supposed to feel like? Or am I doing this wrong somehow? Particularly because I’ve had so much musings on what even is my sexuality between straight, gay, asexual, and never really making any progress towards any one direction. Because it mostly feels like I like him but then I’m also thinking about how weird it is that people have noses or that I have to laundry tomorrow or weird meta feeling like a ya character (specifically a tomboy who was previously uninterested in boys) or thinking that it’s weird that I’m thinking this much or wondering how one transitions out of it.

But overall it feels like I like him and that’s probably good enough.

But then me and my inexperienced never had a relationship virgin self am also real nervous about like how this progresses from here. Because I like idk how any of this works but it feels like I should. And it feels like I should know what pace I want to go, but like I really don’t. I don’t really know where I want to put my lines or when I want to put them or how or like anything. And despite knowing for several years really all I know about his dating history is that he had his first kiss with his college girlfriend and that he hasn’t dated anyone seriously since I’ve known but has gone in like hinge dates ect.

And the problem with dating your friends is that it feels like there’s so much more at stake. Like he’s very much already a large part of main social circle and if things go sideways they will go real sideways. Like at one point half way thru making out I just got this giant pit in my stomach that I’m going to fuck this up and It’s going bad and it’s going to be me that makes it bad. But he is so nice and he is so fun but I’m just feeling on edge. But I think in a good way. A healthy mix between excited and nervous and a lot of anxious.

It is funny tho because I’m not sure I’dve ever ended up dating him off of an app. He can be a wee bit pretentious at times and that’s like my biggest dating app turn off 😂 but like because I know that it’s just in like a superficial way and that he’s actually a really good person and really fun to be around it doesn’t matter so much. (Although it is probably my biggest like reservation of dating him(outside of general dating anxiety that is) but like I also know how much he just goes with the flow and the way he sees everybody’s individual strengths and like respects other peoples opinions). He is also not a tall man. I think he says he’s five seven but he is only just barely tall than me. But he is taller and it’s not like it really matters anyone. But he’s fun and easy to talk to and it feels like our lives would mesh really well in terms of what we’d want to and how we’d like to live and how’d we’d have fun. And in terms of like between being nerdy and staying and reading and like going out dancing or shutting down every sweet action party we’ve been to together.

Okay I’ve rambled enough on my excited but nervous night. Goodnight

[jazzzyx]

Raison d'etre

Episode 2

-Beginning Story 3-

Nazuna:

Hmm~? Come to think of it, I heard you were summoned by itsuki and went to his lodgings?

Also, was he mean to you??

Mika:

Nazuna-Nii…….

Nazuna-Nii!!!!

Nazuna:

Uhya?? Don't jump on me!

Mika:

Hmmm~, hmmm~....... It-suki,,, i, i

Nazuna:

Don’t meow like a cat… Seriously, What’s going on??

Mika:

Sniffle~ Actually, Oshi-san's grandfather…

Kuro:

Hmm? What happened to his old man?

Mika:

You haven't heard anything Ryu-kun?

I haven't confirmed the facts yet, but it seems that Oshi-san's grandfather passed away.

Kuro:

Eh!?

Mika:

I was taken care of as a freeloader at that house, and I know it's someone else's affair.

Let's hurry up and go back to japan alone, and prepare for the funeral?

Kuro:

Ah~...... Again.

Mika:

What do you mean by “again”?

Kuro:

No, I don't know if it's serious this time… that's why I can't say anything careless either.

As far as i know this is the 17th time that, that grandfather of itsuki’s has died.

Mika:

Eh……?

Nazuna:

Ah ~. It happened once when Valkyrie was a duo of me and itsuki.

Itsukis Noji-chan, i don't know him either but from what i've heard, he seems to be a pretty mischievous person. It seems like he often pretends to be dead.

Mika:

And by pretending to be dead…..? What do you mean??

Nazuna:

Well…. At Least when I knew about it, I guess it was when they were already used to the Itsuki family.

It was like, “I'm sick of grandpa’s antics”. Only itsuki seems to like ji~chan, so he was flustered

Kuro:

That's right~ I couldn't accept it at first, it was so sad. I tried to comfort him by buying him candy and so on.

After about the fifth time, it started to get annoying… Even if you listen to the whole story, it's hard.

Mika:

Hmmmm…..?

Kuro:

That's why if it's serious this time, it won't be a joke, but you shouldn't get too caught up in it.

Both itsuki and the old man who itsuki is most fond of are people who get tired of being seriously involved.

Mika:

…………

-Scene change to shu-

Shu:

Yes, Well then, it's time to go..

I know this is probably a joke, but just in case, it's true that my grandfather is old and that he's been sick since last winter.

Simply as usual, the old man who pretends to be stupid and swinging around, it better just be mischief.

In order to confirm the fact with my own eyes, I will return to japan for the time being. Yes, it's still the cold season, so please take care of yourself, landlord.

So you’ll excuse me.

Yes? Hmm…..? What do you think?

Perhaps the video I sent you earlier might have gotten mixed up in my colleagues luggage.

Yes, I also sent a collection of the works I created by mail… at that time, what was originally in the atelier may have gotten lost.

Yes, i will try to find it, Ah, no it's not my property

Hm, it originally belonged to my grandfather? Then, rather than returning it here, if my grandfather really has passed away, it might be better to offer it in from his grave, right?

Hmm, should I avoid that?

What about it??

I don't understand, but I understand. Yeah. Once again I apologize.

(Absolutely, grandfather always causes a stir, doesn't he…)

(that said there is also the case of the boy and the wolf, when i visited him last time, my grandfather had withered like a different person.)

(this time it's possible….)

(Ah, I hate it. No matter how much time passes, i still can't get used to the death of a person)

(i wish we could all be dolls)

(if i display it in my kingdom that never deteriorates.. I wish)

(.............)

-Story 3 End-

im not sure if ill be continuing to translate this story from here out- translations may not be 100% accurate.

[jaskierswolf]

Chaos and Kittens

For @kueble who wanted kitten (not cat) Jaskier for my Shifterverse!

Feat deaged Jaskier!

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Rated: T Ship: Geraskier

On AO3

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Curses. Geralt really fucking hated curses. It was bad enough when mages tried to target him as a witcher, at least he had some immunity... but Jaskier was vulnerable. Of course it had been entirely the shifter's fault. He had been acting really childish, taunting and teasing the mage in a way that would obviously end poorly. It was times like that when Geralt realised that Jaskier really was just eighteen, no matter how mature he seemed most of the time. A tragic childhood had forced him to grow up early, which Geralt could relate to, but he was still just a teenager... or at least he had been. 

Geralt's boyfriend was now... well... a boy - more a toddler. Gods knows. Geralt hadn't had to age kids in years. He wasn't cut out to be a parent.

Bright blue eyes peered up at him, and Jaskier's bottom lip quivered as he started to cry. Tears rolled down Jaskier's cheek and he held his arms out, reaching for Geralt. It seemed as if his mental age had regressed along with his body. Just what they needed.

"G-geralt?!" Jaskier whined, red faced and snotty already. "What have they done to me?!" 

Well... that should have been obvious. Geralt sighed, squatting down so he was nearer eye level to the young shifter. His clothes were hanging off his small body, his trousers around his ankles and his shirt around his shins. He looked more innocent than Geralt had ever seen him, and he was overwhelmed with the instinct to protect.

"I think you've been deaged, Jask," Geralt murmured, trying to be as reassuring as he could but it wasn't easy for a witcher with two swords and armours not to be intimidating to a child, and Jaskier burst into tears once more.Then with a crack of bones, ginger fur burst over Jaskier's skin and he fell to the floor with a pathetic mewl. It was Jaskier's usual cat form, Geralt recognised the markings... but he was tiny.

Geralt very gently picked up the kitten, feeling a little like a bear in an apothecary shop. Jaskier fit into the palm of his hand, and his usual loud meows were squeaky and high pitched. He seemed unsteady on his paws, tripping up as he tried to clamber up Geralt's arm to his shoulder. That was at least something that hadn't changed.

"What am I going to do with you?" Geralt sighed, reaching up to scratch the tiny little kitten behind his ears.

Normally by now Jaskier would be purring contently on Geralt's shoulder, but instead he was making quiet hiccup sort of noises in between his squeaky meows. The curse had distressed the bard more than usual. Gone was the cocky bastard that Geralt had come to love, and in his place was a shy and vulnerable child who was now relying on him to set things right. Unfortunately, the mage was no longer an option... but hopefully it was a curse they would be able to break together. If not, then Geralt might be bundling Jaskier back up to Kaer Morhen for the spring. Hopefully Vesemir would still be there and they could put their heads together.

But for now, Geralt would look after his baby feline friend to the best of his ability. That meant for now, finding food that would be okay for Jaskier's stomach until he decided to shift back into a human, or at least a slightly more steady animal. That and lots of affection. Geralt knew he needed to comfort Jaskier as much as he could, especially with his more childlike mind. So he plucked the kitten back off his shoulder and brought him to his face. Before he could change his mind, Geralt placed a kiss on Jaskier's forehead, right between his fluffy ears, and then clutched him tightly to his chest. 

"We'll figure it out, Julek. I promise."

Jaskier mewled again, this time a half purr croaking out. The sound was one that Geralt always loved but he'd never been so relieved to hear it, but before he could really enjoy it, Jaskier's bones cracked again and it was like he popped into a wolf cub. It was quicker and less controlled than his shifting as an adult, startling Geralt. Another pop like crack and Jaskier was a bear cub. In the back of Geralt's mind, he smiled, wondering whether Jaskier would shift into a viper, griffin or baby crane next. It seemed that his shifter friend really did have some kind of infinity to witchers, but instead Jaskier settled back as a kitten and then promptly fell asleep, purring softly in Geralt's arms.

[justonemorechapternicercy]

okaaay what abooout Lycaon and Percy? After Asterion, it's my favorite monster/Percy ship, wanna see how you would approach it! ;D

Hmmm...

Well, when Nico injures him, he doesn't die immediately, but it's really serious. He turns into shadows, and into wolf, looking like a hellhound - not really, but close enough -, so when an injured, whining shadow-wolf appears in front of Percy, our pretty hero immediately starts healing poor little creature. He is Percy's poor meow meow now.

The hours turn into days, then weeks, as Percy heals the wounded monster, not knowing who or what exactly it was, but clearly in need for help. So, he nourishing him, takes care of him, and starts to talk to him, as if he could understand Percy's monologue. (He can. Of course, he can.)

At first, it was aggravating for Lycaon to be so close to the little hero who had a hand in Gaea's end, not being able to tear his throat out (with his teeth :P), but as the days went by, and he got to know the pretty boy, he wanted nothing more than keep him, spoil him, and fuck him like a bitch.

As he gets better, he starts to follow Percy everywhere. To school, to bed ("Bad dog! Down! You can't just...! You know what? Okay, stay... I hate when you look at me like that. Oh! You are so fluffy!"), to shower~

And Percy starts noticing that okay, monsters are smarter, more conscious than other animals, but... His pet shadow-wolf is quite different from even Mrs. O'Leary. He is smart, he knows what he does, and he understands Percy. As in, he replies with nods and head shakes, disappointed sighs and growls, making sure Percy knows that-

Oh.

His wolf claimed him.

And one night, his wolf claims him in a different way too 😈

[mmoosen]

I, S, T and Y

I: Do you have a guilty pleasure in fic (reading or writing)?

A/B/O. Mmmmm I know that it’s problematic for some people and the dynamics sometimes are icky, but I have to open A/B/O fics on the chance it’s some good shit

S: Any fandom tropes you can’t resist?

With Teen Wolf specifically, being mates and not admitting/knowing it. OOooo I love when the body knows but the person either doesn’t notice or actively ignores that they are explicitly tied to one another. Mmmm I know it causes unnecessary tension and sometimes miscommunication but I eat that shit up. So like unknown soulmates, or discovering you're mates, 😘 mwah.

T: Any fandom tropes you can’t stand?

Large age gaps and when miscommunication is fixed with sex. I’ve closed out of fics when a relationship problem happens and then boom sexy times fixes it. Idk but it just icks me out

Y: A character you want to protect.

Ooooo boy, my little meow meow Nolan Holloway. He's small and violent and needs to be burrito wrapped in a blanket like a cat at the vet.

[bucktommys]

bestie I think we need to hear your experience with glee and who is your favorite characters

oh my GOD anon you do NOT know the can of worms you have opened talking glee is maybe my favourite topic of conversation

ok so i discovered it when i was like 14 which was a terrible time to discover glee because 14yos are insufferable and i was absolutely no different, and then you add "actively watching and enjoying glee" to that and i become the worst person you have ever met. also some context about me, i was like a theatre kid but with no talent, like i grew up attending theatre classes and i loved musical theatre but i could not sing, dance OR act. this actually helped because i was already annoying but if i could SING?? oh i would have never shut up

anyway so glee obviously very much resonated because high school kids singing musical theatre and yeah im like that too!! i like consumed it at a rapid pace and then it became my personality for like 2 years, like i was OBSESSED. i got my sister into it, who is a fellow untalented theatre kween, and oh boy we were NIGHTMARES. i had the tumblr. i had the fanfiction.net. both have since been deleted but i was INN

my love for glee ended up getting phased out/replaced by teen wolf but oh boy is that lil glee hole still there. im like "yeah idk im not as obsessed with it anymore" and someone says "tell me your thoughts about kurt/blaine" and i pull out my powerpoint. (yes i do have a real powerpoint its like 70 slides. we had a powerpoint party a few months ago and i, who had been preparing for this my whole life, came with receipts. everyone was sort of in silent horror the whole time).

anyway my favourite characters are: rachel (LISTEN. was rachel objectively a horrible person? yes. were the multiple times i wanted to smack her? also yes. was she also incredibly entertaining and acted exactly like every annoying theatre kid i came into contact with? oh absolutely) blaine (i am a blaine APOLOGIST he did so many things wrong but he is my babygirl and i just ignore all the bad parts) santana (shes my bestie <3 like im not hers but she is absolutely mine) and sam (hi sam ily *twirls hair*). ill stand on this hill that s1-3 were good. s4 was eh. s5 was really bad. s6 was batshit and i love her.

anyway this was so long but glee is my little meow meow my problematic fave the love of my life <3 and i Will be sat for the documentary. dianna agron eat your heart out!!

(highlights from the powerpoint under the cut)

(love u glee)