#Siamese Cats Good Pets

[saritawolff]

Phew. This one took, uh… a bit longer than expected due to other projects both irl and art-wise, but it’s finally here. The long-awaited domestic animal infographic! Unfortunately, I didn’t have enough space to cover every single domestic animal (I’m so sorry, reindeer and koi, my beloveds) but I tried to include as many of the “major ones” as possible.

I made this chart in response to a lot of the misunderstandings I hear concerning domestic animals, so I hope it’s helpful!

Further information I didn’t have any room to add or expand on:

🐈 “Breed” and “species” are not synonyms! Breeds are specific to domesticated animals. A Bengal Tiger is a species of tiger. A Siamese is a breed of domestic cat.

🐀 Different colors are also not what makes a breed. A breed is determined by having genetics that are unique to that breed. So a “bluenose pitbull” is not a different breed from a “rednose pitbull”, but an American Pitbull Terrier is a different breed from an American Bully! Animals that have been domesticated for longer tend to have more seperate breeds as these differing genetics have had time to develop.

🐕 It takes hundreds of generations for an animal to become domesticated. While the “domesticated fox experiment” had interesting results, there were not enough generations involved for the foxes to become truly domesticated and their differences from wild foxes were more due to epigenetics (heritable traits that do not change the DNA sequence but rather activate or deactivate parts of it; owed to the specific circumstances of its parents’ behavior and environment.)

🐎 Wild animals that are raised in human care are not domesticated, but they can be considered “tamed.” This means that they still have all their wild instincts, but are less inclined to attack or be frightened of humans. A wild animal that lives in the wild but near human settlements and is less afraid of humans is considered “habituated.” Tamed and habituated animals are not any less dangerous than wild animals, and should still be treated with the same respect. Foxes, otters, raccoons, servals, caracals, bush babies, opossums, owls, monkeys, alligators, and other wild animals can be tamed or habituated, but they have not undergone hundreds of generations of domestication, so they are not domesticated animals.

🐄 Also, as seen above, these animals have all been domesticated for a reason, be it food, transport, pest control, or otherwise, at a time when less practical options existed. There is no benefit to domesticating other species in the modern day, so if you’ve got a hankering for keeping a wild animal as a pet, instead try to find the domestic equivalent of that wild animal! There are several dog breeds that look and behave like wolves or foxes, pigeons and chickens can make great pet birds and have hundreds of colorful fancy breeds, rats can be just as intelligent and social as a small monkey (and less expensive and dangerous to boot,) and ferrets are pretty darn close to minks and otters! There’s no need to keep a wolf in a house when our ancestors have already spent 20,000+ years to make them house-compatible.

🐖 This was stated in the infographic, but I feel like I must again reiterate that domestic animals do not belong in the wild, and often become invasive when feral. Their genetics have been specifically altered in such a way that they depend on humans for optimal health. We are their habitat. This is why you only really see feral pigeons in cities, and feral cats around settlements. They are specifically adapted to live with humans, so they stay even when unwanted. However, this does not mean they should live in a way that doesn’t put their health and comfort as a top priority! If we are their world, it is our duty to make it as good as possible. Please research any pet you get before bringing them home!

[dumpywrites]

Wanna See My Cat? - Min Yoongi / Suga

Prompt: “Do you wanna see my cat?” You're not actually lying but he thinks it's a sexual innuendo.

Prompt request: HERE

Genre/tags: Fluff, situationship-ish

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

a/n: I was contemplating on whether to actually add smut to this but I decided not to cause it's cuter this way and I think we could all agree there're plenty of bts smut but not enough fluff here! :D

Situationship was a funny concept. Either you commit or not, that was what you believed. Which was why you were not precisely proud to say that you was now in fact in one. 

In your defense it had only been what, three? Four weeks? A month or so? Min Yoongi was this nice guy your acquaintance introduced you to. Gentle, could be hilarious when he wanted to, and cute. Although he could be a little emotionless at times, mostly he was a really sweet guy and you liked him a lot. In your other defense, you did not believe what you had with him could be called as a situationship. It was just what your friends had been teasing you about. 

In the whole time of knowing him, you had been to total of three dates. The first being a casual “are you free for dinner after work?” kinda date, second a movie date, and third being a very chill cafe date. And in your opinion, you enjoyed all of them, you had the greatest of time chatting and spending quality time with him. But your friend kept teasing you otherwise. 

Apparently your dates were considered too boring, too innocent for today’s dating world standard. You had not even had your first kiss yet and one of your friends was already asking about his size. Evidently, wanting to take things slow was a crime nowadays and you were lowkey getting annoyed. 

Today though, your park date was cancelled due to the rain. You kept cursing to yourself at home when you saw Yoongi’s text telling you to do a literal rain check, seeing the thunderstorm. The outfit that you bought especially for the occasion failed to see the outside world. 

As you stood in front of the mirror, seeing the reflection gave you a weird idea. A small Siamese cat walking past your feet, meowing adorably. Your pet cat, Zuko. A cat whose existence wasn’t known by Yoongi yet. The lightbulb above your head lightened up. 

“Do you wanna see my cat?” You sent the text. 

**

Yoongi texted you to let you know that he had arrived at your place. You recalled last time he picked you up it took him around fifteen minutes but this time he only took ten. You wondered what made him arrive a lot quicker. 

You were giddy with excitement and took a screenshot to tell your friend. Instead of being excited and giddy for you, your friend sent a bunch of side-eye emojis. Well, they could be just teasing you but the chat bubble following afterwards had you wondering. 

“Woo! Give me a rating score later!!!” 

You crooked your head in confusion, but there was no time to ponder on your friend’s riddle when Yoongi was already waiting for you to open the front door. 

“Hey.”

That hey definitely did not have to sound that deep and hot. You had to gulped your saliva down upon seeing him in his comfortable clothes. Since when did wearing sweatpants and baggy t-shirt looked so good? And did he just had his hair cut or was it just you? So many questions pilling up in your head. 

You knew it was game over when he went in for a hug. Heavenly was the only words you could use to describe his smell. It was a mixture of his shampoo and his laundry detergent, and his intoxicating smell. It seemed like he didn’t even use any perfume. 

“What should we eat?” You said while smiling giddily. 

“I’m kinda craving some instant ramen?” He looked at you while lifting a shopping bag filled with a few packets of noodles. 

Your eyes beamed. “That sounds really nice actually with the weather and all.” 

“Alright cool.” He nodded. “Let’s cook?”

Yoongi was being extra touchy. You were boiling the water and he would swiftly grab the chopsticks in front of you from behind, making you feel his chest. You fully knew well that he could easily grab the utensils without doing that, but for some reason the demons were working hard at the moment. He even leaned his chin over your shoulder as you were chopping some sausages. At this point he could be doing it on purpose for all you knew. 

He did not stop when you both started to eat. From the smooth wiping your lips from food to feeding you. Who was this person and what had he done to Yoongi you might never know. 

Right after washing the dishes and escaping a few of Yoongi’s teases, you both chilled on the sofa. As you browsed through Netflix, you could sense him scooting closer to you. You could feel his body warmth that automatically made yours grew hotter as well. 

“What are we watching?” He asked with a husky voice. By this point he was hugging your waist and rested his body weight on you. 

“I was thinking some action? You love those right?”

“I do.” 

You paused. Why was the tone of his voice sounded slightly off and why was he looking at you funnily?

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

He broke into a small smile. “Nothing.”

“Stop or I’ll make you watch Puss in Boots!” You whined. 

And then it hit you. The cat! You were too busy being swayed, head in the clouds, fantasizing, that you forgot why he was initially visiting you in your apartment.

“My cat!” You exclaimed loudly, which made Yoongi jumped and sat back up from his position. 

You missed the look of confusion in Yoongi’s face as you ran quickly to your room to pick up the furball in your bedroom. 

“I can’t believe I forgot about him!” You chuckled with your pet now in your arms. “He doesn’t like roaming around, he mostly sleeps in my room.”

Yoongi just looked at you, quizzically. As if he could not believe his eyes. 

“Meet Zuko!” You smiled, proudly showing your cat. “Zuko, meet Yoongi.” You giggled and shoved the cat to the man’s hands. 

He stared at the cat blankly for a good few seconds before gently petting the creature’s head. 

“Uh, hi.” He said, sounding lightly awkward. “He’s actually really cute.”

“I know right!” You grinned. “Do you wanna hold him?”

“Sure.” He said, sounding a little unsure. 

The man sat down with your cat on his lap, slowly stroking the soft white fur of its tiny body. You bent down, sat on the carpet on his knee level to pet the cat. Somehow seeing you smile lovingly at the cat made Yoongi’s lips curled into a soft smile as well. 

“You’re adorable.” Yoongi said. 

“He’s the cutest cat, I know.”

“No, I mean you.” 

“Oh.” You shyly looked away, hoping the nervous giggles did not give it away. “Thank you.” 

Yoongi chuckled and huffed a sigh. “I can’t believe there’s actually a cat.”

“Huh?” You crooked your head to the side, wondering what the guy meant by that. “Of course there is? What do you mean?”

“You’re gonna be the death of me.” He laughed. “You don’t know?”

“Uh, no?” 

He ruffled your hair and laughed again, this time a little bit louder than before. You were still stunned, too confused to process when he quickly pulled you in and kissed your forehead. Suddenly you did not want to protest about how messy he just made your hair. 

“It’s alright, maybe next time.” 

You covered your face with both of your palms.  “What’s with you today?!” You said with your hands still covering your face. 

“I like you.” He shrugged. “Might not be the most animated guy out there so I’m just letting you know.”

“Yeah, which is why I’m so confused with you today???” You said with flushed face. “Oh my god, that’s not the point though! I like you too!”

He chuckled. “Let’s just get back to the movie?”

The vibe after that conversation calmed down. Maybe it was the whole letting-the-cat-out-of-the-bag thing on your feelings making the air less thick. You ended up just cuddling, snuggling to each other while watching The Notebook. You both hated romance movies, but somehow finished the entire movie anyway after you misclicked it in the first place. It was nice and warm being in Yoongi’s arms and you were afraid you wouldn’t want to ever let go. 

And it was finally time for him to go home. Crazy how you did not notice the time went by so fast. Heck, you didn’t even notice the screen was already playing another movie. How could you when Yoongi was caressing your hair ever so gently? Goodness gracious. 

“Hey, I have to go now. Meeting in an hour, remember?” He tapped your shoulder. 

“I’m not letting you go.” You whined, hugging him tighter. 

He laughed. “Silly, I can come again tomorrow.”

You sat back up and looked at him. “Really???”

“I mean yeah, you don’t have work on Sunday, right?” He smiled. “If you want to, that is.”

“I want to.” You giggled. 

He flashed his gummy smile one more time before getting up from your couch. You walked with him to the door and waited for him to grab his jacket. The whole time you were stalling, asking him the most random questions, and made the silliest remarks. You just didn’t want him to go home yet, especially after finding out that he liked you too. 

“As much as I’d love to talk more about how much I disliked the whole education system, I really have to go now.” He chuckled. 

“Okay.” You pouted. You watch as he got up from tying his shoelaces. 

He huffed a sigh and smiled. “Come closer.”

You did as told without thinking and in a quick seconds, somehow you were pulled into a soft kiss. It was a soft peck and you could feel his smile through it. He didn’t gave you a chance to react as he swiftly let go. 

“See you tomorrow?” 

“Come on…” You whined again and covered your face in awkwardness, and he could only laugh at you. “Go! Before I lock you up!”

“I’ll text you.” He waved and you finally closed your door. 

You found yourself giggling and smiling to yourself like an idiot. This was new. Whatever in the fresh hell was that, you couldn’t lie to yourself that you were into this somewhat bold and flirty side of him. 

You casually walked back to your couch and switched the tv to youtube. As you let random science podcast video play, you decided to check your phone, realizing you had not text your friend back yet. 

“What do you mean by giving a score?”

Your friend replied almost too immediately. You were shocked to see the usage of caps lock. 

“YOU DIDN’T KNOW??????!!!!! WTF???”

“Okay, explain?????”

“Poor Yoongi has to deal with your dumbass 😔” 

“Shut up 🖕🖕🖕”

“It’s a code. You say that instead of asking to come over and have sex. Basically the new netflix and chill.”

“… okay. OKAY???!!!!!!”

“Bestie, did something happen though??? 😍”

“SO THAT’S WHY HE TOLD ME HE WAS SURPRISED THAT THERE WAS ACTUALLY A CAT???? OMFGGGGGG!!!!!! ASFDKSPSKSG 😭😭😭”

You put down your phone to muffle your tiny scream with your knuckles. You recalled him mentioning a next time. Then you also recalled him wanting to come over again tomorrow. Needless to say, it was finally time to let out that one cute underwear you had been keeping in your drawer for months.

Thank you for reading! 🐈‍⬛💕

[threnodians]

i forgot that i promised basically my only irl friend that we’d hang out tomorrow (luckily just chilling at her new house so i don’t gotta go out in public) so now i have to make sure i do laundry so i can wear something other than a tshirt and sweatpants lmao

[legendofmorons]

The chain ( and bonus) and what pets they'd have

First

He wouldn't have a pet until after he was sure he was doing adventuring

He'd get a dog, probably a Australian or German shepard

This dog is very well trained.

Fierce

Tarantula or cat

Can't quite decide

He'd LOVE orange cats

Four

Fish

He likes most animals but dosen’t want to have to walk it or clean a litter box.

Dosen’t mind doing maintenance for fish tank stuff

Hyrule

Chamelion

He loves reptiles and names his pet after a plant

Legend

I think he'd probably be open to most animals, but he'd really love cats and rabbits

Loves black cats

Is partial to rabbits (do I have to explain?)

Malon

Dog

She loves animals but has a special spot in her heart for dogs

Work dogs specifically

Australian shepards, cattle dogs, border collies, great Pyrenees she loves em

Ravio

Fish

Gold fish or beta fish

He's really good with them

Sky

Bird (obviously haha)

He'd probably love a parrot

Can see him doing rescue work with them

Time

Cat

Probably just a stray cat that picked him

Would love siamese cats

Twilight

Horse

Epona and any foals she has

Would also probably enjoy a dog

Warriors

Does Wind count? (/j)

He'd probably have a cat too

He's nor against a dog but I don't think he's seeking one out

He'd love ragdoll cats

Wild

Snake

He has a ball python and loves him

Gets plenty of rodents for his baby to eat

Wind

A dog person

Would LOVE a big dog to love

Mastiff, Saint Bernard, pitbull? Any of em would be awesome for Wind

[clockways]

After undergrad, I was done living with people. People didn’t turn off alarm clocks or clean up their messes or, perhaps, people even blamed you for their mental breakdown. I had had enough of people.

But I couldn’t live alone.

Luckily, I knew the perfect solution. See, other than the semesters of undergrad, I had always lived with cats. There were also dogs and hamsters and reptiles, but cats were the constant. It was a noble line going all the way back to Yoda, whom my mother got to be her cat in college.

It was only the start of summer, and I was already surreptitiously walking past the adoption area of the pet store. It was a good thing I did.

There in the cage, the only animal in the whole adoption area, was a tiny kitten. As soon as he saw me, he started to meow and kneed and reach through the bars. It was probably as close to love at first sight as I will ever get.

After finding out when adoption was and leaving and coming back at what was the wrong time and talking to the kitten through the glass—I finally was able to hold him.

He was perfect.

This little kitten with brown so deep it was black and a white underside and a very pink nose settled right into my arms and purred up a storm. I adopted him then and there.

Depressingly, with this adoption center, the little boy had to go back to get sniped before I could take him home. I often joked that the poor guy never had a lick of testosterone in his body with how early it all happened. (That didn’t stop in from growing into quite a tall, long cat, mind you.)

While he came home without his balls, he also came home with a kitten cold. My poor little perfect boy was sick to the point that he could die. Cats, if you didn’t know, don’t eat if they can’t smell. Stinky food was bought, force feeding was attempted, and in the end it was some Vick’s in hot water that cleared his sinuses up enough to eat.

Now that he was well, it was finally time to find the right name. Name is a process in my family. In rather reverse fae rules, by giving the pets the right name, they are cemented as family. My mother even adds them to the family bible.

This boy took two tries.

His first name was Underwood as you see, once he got is energy back, he was constantly walking across my lap and the laptop that had a pretty permanent place in it. My friends swiftly got used to getting ‘kitten messages’ sent to them. Annoyingly, some of the same friends wouldn’t stop calling him Carrie, even after I asked them not to, and I decided that I wasn’t going to put up with that for the next fourteen plus years.

As he was my ‘squirmy worm’ for his lack of desire to be held and ability to pop right out of a hold due to his silky fur, I combined the two and, finally, he found his right name of Wormwood. (This also, unbeknownst at the time, started the naming convention for my next two cats.)

Wormwood and I went off to graduate school not much later. The old but passable apartment I was in had a (rather shoddily) screened in porch. It became Worm’s favorite spot to sit, even in the middle of Texas heat.

Paper balls were discovered to be his favorite thing, followed by very tiny pompoms. If I was ignoring him, he’d knock my remote off my table to play. Even with that playing, I often joked that Worm was my semi mobile throw pillow. He loved to lounge and nap to the extreme, even for a cat.

Worm never wanted other cats in his life, though he managed to accept Bugsy—my Siamese mutt—into our home in time, though Worm never ceded the foot of the bed to him. Together, we three moved back in with my parents (to total a too many five cats) until I could afford my own place. Worm had to suffer through another new brother, Beetle, about three years ago. Then not quite two years ago we moved to a new state.

All three boys did wonderful on the very long drive, and I like to think that it was worth it because of the fabulous sunroom in the new house. All of them had their favorite spots to sit out there and soak up the sun.

This winter, Worm took a turn. He dropped some weight while I was gone on a trip. I got him a heated bed that became his very favorite thing in the whole house. He would just melt into it.

Then it got worse.

I took him to the vet, and he had gone from about fifteen pounds down to five and a half. Blood work was clean though, so we increased his food and changed some things around.

Tueaday he was quite ill.

Wednesday was the first time there was a moment where he wasn’t there mentally. It felt like it was going to be time.

Thursday, today, I found him laying in a sunbeam. He didn’t even ask for food. At eleven today I took him to the vet. For about an hour before I held him, resting against my chest, and the two of us sat in the sun, listening to the birds.

I think he was ready to rest. He hardly moved at the vet during the shot and then… then he was gone.

And I had to leave him.

For sixteen years, nearly half my life, he has been my family and one of my best friends. I would have been so lost without him. I’m so sad to have to say goodbye, but I’m glad that he can rest now.

I’m glad that it was a pretty day and that we got to sit in the sun together and listen to the birds.

[wonuumelody]

Which pet I would identify the members of seventeen with

Seungcheol

Utonagan : listen this dog is similar to a wolf. So he's a leader. It is one of the rarest breeds of dogs. Utonagans are friendly and intelligent and really sportive dogs as well. I associate Seungcheol with this breed of dog because for me, cheol is a really strong man, physically or mentally. Those dogs are really good for familial life and we know that Cheol is like the best leader father.

Jeonghan

Bunny : rabbits are known to be silly, timid, shy, curious, and high spirited and I think that this also describe Jeonghan pretty well. He is very soft, and have perfect visuals. He's shameless : he cheat, is very dramatic and mischievous and often vaguely evil (but as I said he is very soft and gentle). I think that he is rabbit coded because I love watching those funny videos where bunnies are doing crazy stuff, as mush as I love watching funny videos of him

Joshua

Siamese : hear me out. everyone loves siamese. Those cats are so gentle and kind and graceful? Our Josh Is so siamese coded idk, even with his bunny face he is still a siamese for me. Even though they're really gentle and calm cats they still are cats : which means they often do stupid things and makes everyone laugh.

Jun

Snake : hear me out 2. This guy is so mysterious yet fascinating?? He is sooo snake coded I don't know why. Snakes will move away when approached, and this is a really good animal to also show the introvert side of Jun. They also are shy and bold, and we know that Jun have a strong need of authenticity, self-expression. He express himself through his moves and solos. The way he dance is really fluid and smooth to see, maybe even hypnotic, like a snake moving

Hoshi

Hamster : do I have to say anything? My man is convinced he is a tiger but nah cutie you're an hamster. Such a cute and funny animal, like hoshi, a real cutie and funny tiger guy. Hamster are so cute when they're eating and look at our guy, such a cutie with his big cheeks full of food And even a few food stains on the face

Wonwoo

Black​ cat : this man is a real black cat. Always quiet and keeping things to himself he tend to have a really big mysterious side, that makes him so interesting and attractive. I think that this mysterious side that he have can be compared to black cats, thanks to their black coat, you can only see their eyes and you have to really be with a black cat to understand how much loving and sweet they are (and a bit silly too)

Woozi

Grey Persian cat : hear me out for this one!! Persian cat personalities are sweet, gentle, and patient. They're friendly cats that prefer calm environments but can easily adapt to more active households. Woozi fit so much that description. He is a really introvert man and have a need of getting alone time but he still managed to live with the 12 other members, knowing how much active and "loud" some of them could be

Dokyeom

Siberian Husky : Dokyeom is so husky coded! He's like a ball of sunshine that's always singing and enjoying life. He is such a great companion. Always bringing joy when the times are sad. He's also very sensitive and I feel like he always can feel when others feel a bit down. He is such a sweetheart

Mingyu

Golden retriever : do I need to explain myself again? This man is a silly goofy tall guy who's always doing crazy stuff. He is the best with everyone and can make everyone laugh with nothing

Mingaho

Ragdoll cat : he really have those sweet and calm vibes. they can tolerate reasonable levels of household noise. They're peaceful, sociable and inquisitive. A Ragdoll cat's personality means they're a delight to be around. Plus I think that this also describe hao and his personality. They're loveable as hell and he is too!

Seungkwan

Parrot : I don't really know why, I think that he really gives parrot vibes? Those that are always singing a bit too well for just being an animal and would probably have a singing career as a human. Parrots are social, talkative and optimistic and I think that is also a good way to describe our boo. Always looking at the bright side, Parrots see the best in everyone they meet and can find fun in literally any situation. + Boo have that really creative and fun energy and seems so fun to be around

Vernon

Ferret : Like all species, the ferret personality is unique to each individual. Ferrets are pretty amazing creatures and Vernon too. They're both effortlessly funny and will make you feel better, without even trying to. Even tho ferrets are pretty extrovert animals, vernon being the opposite I think he still match really well with those cute creatures.

Dino

Orange cat : you know? Those cuties that have a lot of energy. friendlier and more affectionate than other cats. He is such a good person to be around and is effortlessly fun. He's also really mature and orange cats are pretty good for handling emotions, and I think Chan is also the type of person to make sure that you are always feeling okay

[remusslove]

Secret~ hermione granger

𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: 𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲~ 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭.

“Hey babe, whatchu doin?” You said casually before walking into her room plopping on her bed with a sigh. “Nothing, and my mom and mrs Weasley are going to be here in half an hour, so I suggest you shouldn’t be here.” She said, her nose buried into her new book.

“Good I have thirty minutes with you then” you said snatching the book out of his hands before placing kisses on her face. “that was a fourty dollar book! Just because you don’t care about your education doesn’t mean I don’t care about mine!” She protested as you rolled your eyes.

“So? I could steal you ten more of those anyway. Besides, your always reading it and never talk to me anymore.” You replied standing up and beginning to fidget with his book collection.

“You have another cat? I didn’t know that.” You said in amusement as the Siamese cat waltzed into the room and into her arms. “Because you never ask. And I just got her yesterday” she said petting its fur as it purred and stretched its body.

“Well how am I supposed to know if you never even talk to me during break and stuff! It’s like I’m invisible!” You exclaimed dramatically making her roll her eyes. “Oh please don’t act like your not with mattheo and Theodore and Blaise and that stupid girl that’s always fawning over you” she argued.

“That’s why your ignoring me? Because of Pansy?” You asked teasingly raising and eyebrow with a smirk. “Don’t act dumb y/n. You know she likes you, especially when she uses that for awful baby voice infront of you. “Oh y/n your so funny!” She said mockingly in a high pitched voice.

You laughed before placing a kiss on her cheek and laying down next to her. “I love it when your jealous, it’s so adorable” you teased grabbing one of the main books off the table by her bed. “Whatever. If I see you talking to pug face Pansy once we get to hogwarts I’m not giving you any homework answers for a month.”

“Have it your way mrs.salazar” “I’m not taking that last name if we get married.” She replied to your comment making you groan playfully. “Come onnn, how good does that sound? Hermione Salazar. Sounds fucking awesome.” You commented forcing her to hide a smile.

“Besides, it’s not like your parents would even think of you with a slytherin. Especially after reading the prophet.” “Well if I didn’t know you I would think the same thing. You don’t have such a great reputation.” She said making you scoff.

The prophet just released information by Rita skeeter about you supposedly, “a couple of steps from becoming your great grandfather” because you got into a fight with a gryffindor boy twice your size and still won.

“It was a just a little fight, nothing to crazy.” You shrugged it off causing her to look at you with wide eyes. “Just a fight? You broke two of his ribs, his hand, his nose and left him a bloody eye!” She exclaimed.

“he called you a slut, case closed. And I looked hot with a bloody nose don’t cha think?” You teased. “Oh please. That ego of yours is gonna get you killed one day.” She laughed.

[nuhahani]

Prologue-Meet you at the Graveyard

Megumi x Reader

Warnings: Character deaths, swearing, angst, fluff. This story will not contain smut. Canon JJK Universe.

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Megumi fell into Gojo’s hands not long after Toji’s death. The worm found Geto not long after either. Two weeks after, Geto’s depression continued to go unnoticed even while on a train to a small village in the countryside of Japan. A place with a population 10,000 residents. Yaga had sent Gojo and Geto to retrieve something important from the monks at one of the temples located on the outskirts of the village. You had been there for approximately two weeks before the monks decided to call Tokyo Jujitsu High about the frightening incidents that you had been involved with… or the things that followed you. Spirits and curses seemed to be drawn to you. At first the monks at the temple thought you were an abandoned child who had refused to leave her pet cat behind but when they watched the cat vanish and appear from thin air, suspicions were raised. Uchuu, the soul or ghost of a Siamese cat, walked by your side everywhere you went. You were unsure just how you had managed to summon him but were happy to have his company, nonetheless. Occasionally he would eat harmless curses and scare off small ones that sought you out. 

Concerns and fears only grew after you were seen walking around the outskirts of town with the ghost of a townsman who had recently passed away. You had met the man on your journey into the village; after that he would check on you with his wife when they came to the temple. A week later he mysteriously died in his sleep without cause, this led to you, an outsider, being feared for your arrival and his untimely demise. A village full of people fearing a child that showed up with nothing but a backpack and a dead cat. You were outcast which led to the temples decision to send you somewhere they thought might be better suited for you.  That call is the reason a tall bright blue eyed teenaged boy had his nose several inches from yours; his face scrunched up in confusion and yours painted with a scowl from your space being invaded. 

“Satoru, maybe give her some space.” The dark-haired boy behind him spoke softly. Something about the aura around him made you comfortable. “She is just a child.” 

“You really are a little freak, aren’t ya?” Uchuu hissed at the snowy haired boy, startling him and rightfully so in your opinion. At least he moved from your personal space. “What the-“ He took a step back to get a good look at Uchuu who moved to pace in-between the two of you. “Aahhh, I see why Yaga wanted us to get you.” The tall boy pss pss’d to your cat who happily bit his finger and ran back to you in victory, taking his place on your lap. The monastery was closed for the day so there would be no interruptions. The darker haired one who stood behind his partner filled the empty temple with his laughter.

While the white haired one named Satoru cussed to himself, muttering something about having to babysit another brat, his partner introduced himself. “I’m Geto Suguru and this is my best friend Gojo Satoru. We were sent to pick you up and bring you back to Tokyo.”

“They think I’m a demon… you’re here to kill me, aren’t you?” The words trembled on your lips. You skin crawled at the vivid memory of what happened to your clan a month prior. “It’s cause of what I can do.”

“We’re not here to kill you, why don’t we start with your name?” Uchuu purred under your fingers, the comfortable reminder that he’s still with you, that you are safe with him. 

“Y/n”

“What no last name? How are we supposed- OW!” Gojo had been knocked over the head by Geto’s hand. While the two fussed at each other you reopened a cut on your finger tracing the kanji character Shi on the floor in blood. “Hey kid what are you doing? Oh? The Shi clan, eh?” Geto looked as if he could slap Gojo again. “Well looks like we’re in over our heads this time.” 

“Come on, let’s get your things and get back to the train.” Geto helped you off the ground accompanying you of your left, while Gojo attempted to chase your cat. Poor Uchuu was so stressed by the crazy man he returned to the afterlife. Gojo who had seen through you with his six eyes understood why you were being brought back, hearing your clan’s name stressed to him how important your safety was. Afterall curses and spirits would be the last thing they needed to worry about. He had taken in the fact that you were about the same age as another kid he had picked up two weeks prior, maybe the two of you could get along. From what he had seen you and Megumi had very similar talents. What Yaga had in store for you neither of them was sure, but they understood after the history of your clan and the massacre that had occurred a month ago that they needed to be on guard. Keeping the only surviving heir of one of the oldest clans alive was a must if he didn’t want Yaga to have their heads. 

There wasn’t much to pack as your mother was only able to shove so much into a small backpack before sending you and your brother off into the night. It was the first time you realized how cold a summer night really was as the screams of your family broke the peaceful silence. A clan as old as the Gojo and Zenin clans wiped off the earth in a single instance. You and your brother ran nonstop through the early hours of the morning till you couldn’t anymore, till your legs gave way and the earth got its first taste of skinned hands and knees. The Shi Clan, known for its Soul Resurrection technique that gets passed down once every three hundred years and their ability to communicate with the dead had been savagely attacked by an unknown masked group leaving you an orphan. Your brother was taken from you not long after. He had hidden you under dead fallen trees and brush when your attackers finally caught up to you. You watched helplessly as the leader of the group grabbed him by the throat and slit it open. You could do nothing but nearly bite your tongue completely off as you forced your body to swallow your screams. You couldn’t even hold him in his final moments, couldn’t give him a proper burial, say your final goodbyes. You waited hours after they left to stand in the puddle of sticky cold blood. They took his body like he was a trophy from their hunt. They were hunters and he was a mere deer caught in their line of sight. 

You were pulled from the horrors of that night by a gentle voice asking you a question. Geto offered to carry your bag while Gojo straighten up everything with those in charge of the temple. You were scared, you had every right to be. Geto seemed to understand this and kept his distance, always keeping his hands visible to you. Your body was as tense as your mind paranoid. The walk out of the temple and through the village was met with excruciating stares and murmurs about the little witch girl finally leaving. You caught the words ‘thank the gods we don’t have to deal with that evil little thing anymore’. Gojo tried to make light of the situation while Geto kept you moving forward. A small spirit sat on your shoulder grooming your hair. You don’t when you summoned the small creature but there it sat as confirmation to what the villagers already thought about you. The ground in front of the three of you shook before a decaying snake slithered its way out. Its half-flesh rotted body displayed its lovely picked clean ribs. It steered away from your trio and headed towards the crowd who screamed in panic and fled back to their homes. You struggled when it came to controlling your emotions and therefore struggled to control your ability to resurrect the dead. It was safe to say outside your clan, you struggled to make friends. Kids didn’t want to be friends with the weird kid that picked up dead animals and insects to bury them. It wasn’t your fault you felt no fear towards such mundane things. 

Being lost in thought was good for the walk towards the only train station around for miles. Geto sat on the aisle seat while Gojo checked everyone and everything. That tall nosy man did not understand the concept of personal space in your opinion. You felt uneasy being out in such a public place in the middle of the day. The feeling of a newborn being torn away from its safe place in its mothers’ arms consumed you. Adrenaline and exhaustion fought with each other, exhaustion ultimately winning in the end. It was a long train ride and these two had given no signs they were here to take your life. If it had been Gojo alone to retrieve you then sleep would have waited another four hours but something about Geto’s demeanor made you feel at ease. The small creatures that originally sat on your shoulder vanished the second your eyes closed. Geto felt pity for you, they had all been informed and sent to investigate the Shi Clan massacre, but he never dreamed they’d find you alive. You were just a child; you didn’t deserve that. The homes that were on the clans’ property were burned to dust, the sacred libraries that held thousands of years of research and information on the clan and the history of their techniques were destroyed beyond ruins. In Geto’s eyes, this was more than a bloody annihilation, whoever did this wanted to make it as though the Shi clan never existed in the first place. The most noticeable difference between your clan and others is how you cared for your dead and with the bodies of your family still missing it truly was the worst form of disrespect. The entire investigation led to suspicions of other influential sorcerers being involved… but those thoughts would have to wait until certain rumors were confirmed. 

Voices turned into background noise as sleep took its hold on you. Uchuu making his appearance only to claim his place on your lap. Geto found it intriguing how someone so young could have so much talent, then again both he and Gojo were gifted as special grades as well. He could only imagine that you would earn the same title and that Megumi would not long after he finally tames all his shikigami one day. You may have only been a child, but you looked just as rough and worn down as Geto did. How much did you know? He wanted to wake you up and ask how much you saw, how you could handle it? He needed to know how you were still pushing through while he was falling apart at the seams. 

“Hey, you think she walks around with dead thing 24/7?” Gojo laughed from across the aisle, his question puzzling Geto for a moment before understanding his friend was referring to the cat. So, this cat was not a cursed spirit after all, but then why was this little girl at the age of four labeled as a potential threat? “You’ve heard of the Shi Clan right Suguru? It’s simple, they dabble in some unsavory techniques. What non-sorcerers might call witchcraft. That cat is like her ‘familiar’.”

“And what do you mean by unsavory Satoru? Some might call you unsavory, like Utahime for example.” 

“Well, that cat isn’t alive, she summoned it at some point. The Shi Clan is known for their necromancy techniques, bringing back the dead and using their souls or corpses for whatever they desire.” It made more sense as to why Gojo had immediately called the girl a little freak upon their first meeting, however that could also be from his lack skills with children. Geto also fully believed that his best friend could have greatly benefitted from a younger sibling to humble him. “Anyways, enough about that brat. Look at how much my infinity has improved.” Geto dissociated from the conversation. His eyes drifting to your sleeping form. No movement, no signs of stress, just a much-needed sleep. 

[bolilloquemad0]

PT 2 LET'S GOOOO

We're back with Picking up Strays, get comfy!

(Go and check pt1 if you haven't)

Talia

With Talia, both me and Astro had different views on how she could end with a cat. So let's start with Astro's version.

They said that Damian could go with the pretense that he doesn't know how to take care of the cat (lie) or simply couldn't keep it with him, anyway Talia ends with a cat under pretense. Despite the League beliefs, Damian knows that Talia would take good care of the cat, and so mentions that the cat was mistreated by humans and Talia goes "Give it to me my son, I will take care of her".

Talia would go absolutely crazy with spoiling her princess, which she calls Arwa in honor of a Islamic queen. Arwa would have her own servants and everything, she really starts living as a queen. The 3 years old, brown-ish nebelung also has a ripped ear, consequences of her past, but Talia doesn't see it as a flaw. For Talia is proof of her resilience and warrior spirit.

For me tho, it goes a bit different. Damian wants to give her a cat, he really wants, but he knows how pets are seen in the League. A weakness. And Damian knows what happens when weakness is shown. So, for now, Damian sends her pictures of Arwa without any context.

Talia is confused, but happy nonetheless that Damian is reaching out. Even if is through cat photos. After a few photos and noticing that is always the same cat, Talia asks about it and Damian responds, "Is yours."

Damian may have not been living with her for a long time, but he's still her son. Talia doesn't know the exact reason, but she knows what it implies.

"May I know her?"

"TT. Fine."

Talia still falls in love with Arwa, and she still becomes the spoiled queen Arwa was destined to be. After that, almost everyday Damian receives a photo of Arwa.

Barbara

Barbie is next cause everyone loves Barbara Gordon.

This goes actually diferent. Babs has seen the cat in her neighborhood before. Always in the same alley and running around, with food in his mouth that definitely is stolen, she even has seen the cat sleeping in that broken stairs that no one uses in her building. So, she is quite familiar with the orange tabby that wanders here and there.

But after four days of not seeing him, Babs finally calls Robin to help her. She know is a personal matter but also knows that Damian is her best option to at least make sure the cat is fine. Damian finds him hurt, probably by a dog attack, and is quick to take him to the vet.

A month later, when Babs arrives at her apartment Damian is waiting for her with all the necessities a cat may need. One look at the purring tabby on her couch and Babs finally understands why everyone else accepts the cats.

Babs decides to call the 2 years-old Jesse, honoring Jesse James (a famous robber way back in history). Jesse, as any other orange cat, is a whirlwind of energy. He specially likes stepping into her laptop everytime Barbara is working, she gently lifts him and puts him on the floor but he doesn't care, Jesse just tries again. That's it until Babs pulls out a old rusty laptop that she no longer uses and opens it when she is working. Jesse is so happy to have his own laptop.

Once, she decides to take Jesse with her at the library, partly worried but she can't let him in the apartment for whatever reason. Surprisingly enough, Jesses always stays calm and friendly, letting kids pet him. She finds him sleeping on shelves or close to the windows always under the sunlight. She starts taking him to work with her and you bet she even made him a credential.

Jesse's habits die hard tho. He still brings a lot of weird shit to Babs as gifts. Dead small animals, trinkets and random stuff she doesn't know what to do with. One day he brings a whole ass wallet.

Tim

No one is more surprised than Tim. Not only he receives a cat, but as a birthday gift too? Wow, he definitely didn't cried.

The cat in question is a 2 years old, siamese oriental shorthair. Really thin and lanky. The cat has this air of elegance at every step.

At first he wants to name him Ghost or something like that, but Kon (joking) says that that's no name for the heir of the Drakes. Tim takes it too seriously and he names the cat a super rich-kind name.

He ends with Sir Konrad The Third Archduke of the Couch.

This name has so many jokes on it. Firts is Konrad, at the beginning it was with C (Conrad) but Astro pointed out that it could also be pronounced with a K, as a reference to Kon, that way it can also be read as Kon-rad (he was so happy about it, saying that Konrad was also his son). The Third stands cause Tim is the third Robin. And Archduke of the Couch just because Konrad is a heavy sleeper that barely leaves the couch.

Bringing back the thought of Konrad being a heavy sleeper that love warm places to sleep, so picture this with me fam. Tim is working on the couch, focused on a case, and probably hasn't seen his bed since two days ago, suddenly he notice that he needs something that is upstairs or in another room, the problem is that the cat is sleeping in his lap, and he looks so comfy, so if Tim moves he would probably wake him up and now he is trapped on the couch.

Ten minutes later he is sleeping in the couch with a cat on his lap. This repeats a lot, so Konrad is actually helping Tim with his sleep schedule. Bonus points for all the pics that the batfam have of Tim and Konrad sleeping together.

When Steph gets her cat, eventually, Korand and Steph's cat has the worst relationship ever. They literally can't stand eachother.

[hiddensneker]

Relationship charts for my solareclipseshipping au

If characters don’t have a line between them that means they don’t know eachother lol

Anyways here’s a quick rundown of everyone!

Kai: already said it in my last post but he’s a he/him butch asexual lesbian! He works the graveyard shift at a warehouse. He’s also disabled and has some eyesight/mobility issues after he was mauled by a stray dog as a child.

Nya: works as a mechanical engineer and lives with her fiancé jay. She often checks in on Kai to make sure he’s doing alright. They’re both very close to eachother.

Lloyd: kai and Nya’s little brother who just started college. Kai and nya were adopted into Lloyd’s family, although they weren’t particularly close to Lloyd’s mom and uncle. They absolutely adore Lloyd tho.

Cole: Kai’s coworker. They’re both good friends primarily bc they’re both queer. They don’t hang out much outside of work though. Cole’s currently dating geo.

Zane: Kai’s roommate. They’re kinda friends but they don’t see eachother often considering Zane has a regular day shift at borg’s industry and Kai has the graveyard shift. They get along fine though. Zane also has a pet Siamese cat named snowball.

Jay: Nya’s fiancé. Doesn’t really interact with Kai and Lloyd that much tho. And they like him just fine. He works for IT and is a bit nerdy.

Nokt: the vampire themselves. Nokt is a they/he/she bisexual nonbinary vampire. She meet Kai at a bar and they eventually developed a sort of situation-ship. He’s also the head of a vampire polycule, but Kai doesn’t know that yet.

[darlingian]

weekly tag wednesday <3

hello friends and welcome to another tag game. lets dive in!

how is your day going?: pretty okay! except I forgot to post the tag game until now because I fell asleep. SORRY. are you okay?: nah. what is your favourite shade of your favourite colour?: like a rich emerald but slightly on the yellow end are you single?: hmm... sorta? lmao it's complicated. are you happy about that?: nope. hahaha what age do you feel in your brain?: like 25. do you feel like the good times are behind you or ahead of you?: sure as fuck hope there's some good shit ahead. do you have a best friend?: yep. same gal since we were 16/17. did you have a childhood pet?: I had LOADS. Ayla and Tiki the chocolate point Siamese cats, Aviendha the blue point siamese, Flash the quarter horse, Herman the Beta fish, Chester and Adrienne the hooded rats, Frankie and Peek-a-boo the cockatiels, Iggy and Ruth the fancy mice, and so many tropical fish. do you sing or whistle around the house?: pretty much constantly singing. do you light candles or incense?: I love candles. I like incense but I get headaches from the cheap kind. are you busy Friday night?: not anymore! if you were a circus performer which act would you be in?: the ones where the people do tricks on the backs of horses. what is your favourite outfit?: my go to is a graphic tee, a flowy skirt, and a cardigan. what's the last thing you created?: this tag game! what is your favourite fic or book of all time?: Jane Eyre. what are you looking forward to?: visiting Chicago someday. what can put you immediately in a better mood?: bubble tea and a drive by myself with the music blasting. do you like hugs?: sometimes! I didn't get hugs really as a kid so it's still something I'm learning how to accept. what is something you wish people understood about you?: that i'm not as dumb as I seem. That I care more about people than I know how to express. That I'm trying really hard.

tagging these lovely bunch of pals to play! @deedala @too-schoolforcool @michellemisfit @mickeysgaymom @metalheadmickey @softmick @callivich @vintagelacerosette @energievie @gallawitchxx @gardenerian @heymrspatel @heymacy @creepkinginc @squirrel-fund @squidyyy23 @stocious @suzy-queued @crossmydna @mmmichyyy @tanktopgallavich @howlinchickhowl @thepupperino @mybrainismelted @palepinkgoat @iansw0rld @twinklyylights @loftec @jrooc @juliakayyy @sam-loves-seb @sleepyfacetoughguy @sickness-health-all-that-shit @lupeloto @samantitheos @deathclassic

[dr-trafalgar-law]

Trafalgar Law X CisFem Reader CW : Pet Loss

5

Business at the hospital had picked up recently. It felt like everyday there was an emergency patient coming in. Some were established patients and some were walk-ins. Chopper had finished his short training at the reception desk and was now doing the rest of his externship in internal medicine with Dr. Newgate. Needless to say, you were feeling a little overwhelmed with work.

At least Azul was doing better with her physical therapy and coming to work with you everyday. She got plenty of attention and exercise.

This particular day was no different. The phone was ringing off the hook, emails were piling up and you'd had two emergency walk-ins, the second of which was crashing when they entered the building.

You made a stat page and ran around the desk taking the cat from the client to get him to the treatment area or a technician - whichever you made it to first. Bepo came bounding out of IMed and swept the carrier out of your hands.

“Distressed breathing!” Was all you managed to get out before the mink was running back to treatment.

You turned back to the frantic elderly woman that brought him in. Betty was an established client. Her kitty Stevie had been coming to the practice to be treated by Dr. Newgate long before your time at Phoenix Rising.

Stevie had a multitude of medical issues that had Betty stopping in to fill medications at least every other week. He was an elderly flame point Siamese that she rescued in an alley when he was just a kitten.

“I've never seen him like this.” She cried as you wrapped your arms around her.

“It's alright, Dr. Newgate is looking at him now. We'll take good care of him.” You rubbed her back and guided her into an exam room to calm down.

After getting her seated you took a box of tissues from the cabinet and placed it in the chair next to her. Betty wiped her eyes and adjusted her glasses as she told you how she'd found Stevie twelve years ago. He was a feral kitten and in many ways still was. He didn't like being handled, even by Betty. You'd heard this story many times before, but nodded along like it was the first time because it calmed her down. As she was nearing the end of her tale Bepo stepped into the room.

“I'm sorry,” he nodded toward you, “Dr. Newgate will be in shortly. I just needed to get some information from Mrs. Daniels.”

“Sure,” you turned to Betty, “I'll be at reception if you need anything.”

Using the back door of the exam room you stepped into the treatment area to see Marco closing the door to the oxygen kennel where he'd placed Stevie. The blonde shook his head as he approached.

“Can you please get the euthanasia paperwork ready for him? I'm going to have a tough conversation with Betty-yoi.”

“There's nothing you can do?” You frowned.

“Even I have limits F/N,” he smiled softly, “we've talked about this.”

Dr. Newgate happened to possess a very special devil fruit. Not many knew about it - having a devil fruit was still fairly taboo. Most people with devil fruits had ties to the great pirate era. Though that time was mostly over, you definitely didn't want the government to know if you had one. Those who were known were documented and kept track of. You weren't entirely sure in what capacity, since you yourself didn't have one, but you'd never tell on those who did.

Marco used his power sparingly at work. He'd told you many times that death was a fate he couldn't change. Small wounds and minor illnesses were one thing, bringing a patient from the fringes of the afterlife was another. You hadn't seen him use the fruit in its full glory but you'd heard stories from his brothers, Ace and Thatch.

There was a reason the hospital was called Phoenix Rising.

Once you had the paperwork ready you reentered the exam room to speak to Betty. Part of your job, unfortunately, was helping clients make the most difficult but most humane decisions for their pets. Humane euthanasia allowed them to say goodbye with dignity and end their suffering. It had been hard for you at first but over the years you'd developed the simplest, most comforting way to go over after care.

After choosing a cremation package and urn, more fond stories and tears you had Bepo bring Stevie in for his final goodbye. Betty thanked you for finally giving her the closeness his feral nature never allowed and you stepped out of the room into the treatment area. Taking a deep breath you pushed back tears.

“I don't envy you for that,” Shachi stepped away from the doctors as they were rounding in a departmental transfer.

“You're the ones that do the hard part.” You stood at one of the computers to input Stevie’s aftercare information.

“People are the hard part.” He chuckled, patting your shoulder, “Coffee is on me later, ok?”

“Sure, thanks.” You nodded offering a small smile.

“Shouldn't you be prepping the next case, Shachi?” Dr. Trafalgar called sternly.

“I'm going, I'm going.” The redhead muttered heading back to the surgery wing.

“Are they ready for me to go back in-yoi?” Dr. Newgate stepped away from the surgeon.

“Give her ten minutes, she's happy to hold him for a while.”

Marco palmed your shoulder as he moved past you, “I'll check on her in a bit then.”

It was hard to say how you felt after guiding a client through that process. Sometimes it was joyous - a celebration of life. This time the rest of your shift would definitely be somber.

Goodbyes are always hard, even when you're a bystander.

The day carried on at a pace you didn't much care for. When your break finally rolled around you decided to take it outside. The weather had cooled down quite a bit, so you sat bundled up on a blanket in a patch of grass across the parking lot from the clinic with Azul curled up in your lap. It was a calm cloudy day, your favorite. You quietly enjoyed your sandwich and rubbed Azul’s ears taking the time to relax and reset.

A warm to-go coffee cup sat on your desk with your initials scrolled across. It wasn't from Sanji’s Café, so you knew it wasn't from Dr. Newgate. Shachi must've made good on his promise. As you picked it up to take a drink the redhead stepped into the lobby with a cup of his own in hand.

“What the heck F/N? I wasn't kidding when I said coffee was on me today.” He held up the cup with Sanji's logo.

“I thought this was from you?” You looked at him confused.

“So you didn't?”

“Nope. Maybe Dr. Newgate stopped somewhere else on his way back from lunch today.” You murmured, analyzing the cup in your hand.

“He hasn't left property today.” He frowned, “I told Penguin I was getting you some - he's probably trolling me.”

“Well, it's not like I won't accept the one you got me.” You chuckled, “I can put it in the fridge and have it tomorrow. Or the way today is going, maybe a little later on.”

“Oh,” he perked up, “I guess that's true. I'll put it away for you.”

Business continued as usual after lunch. Things stayed steady enough to keep your mind off the morning. It was one of the few days you couldn't wait to clock out. A cold beer, a book and puppy snuggles were waiting to cure you from the stress of the day. When that time finally came you made your way back to the ward in the surgery wing to get your girl.

She roamed around in the ward while you cleaned out and wiped down the kennel she'd spent the day in.

“You're as ready to go home as I am huh, sweet girl?”

You stepped on the lever that lifted the lid to the aluminum trash can in the corner of the room, eyes going wide as you caught sight of the coffee cup sitting in the bottom of the bin. It matched the one that had been left at your desk after lunch but the initials on the cup were L.D.T.

[blckbianxious]

Plant Shop Crush

|PAIRING| Modern!Vash Amputee x black!reader female

|WORD COUNT| 4.3 K

|RATING| For Everyone

|SYNOPSIS| Vash works at the plant shop run by his adoptive parents Luida and Brad. You want to add plants to your apartment and aren’t very sure where to start so one day after missing a bus, you happen to notice a shop called ‘SEEDS’ and the cute guy that suddenly called out to you.

|A/N| Reader has asthma. I tend to not see enough fics where the reader has asthma. This isn't my first attempt at writing a one-shot, but it’s been a while since I’ve written one.

Can also be read on AO3

“It said in 5 minutes..” You thought to yourself and huffed as you tried to get to the large vehicle in time but to no avail. Running some mid afternoon errands, you saw the schedule for the bus that you usually take to and from the market.  Legs slowly coming to a stop as the vehicle pulled away, arms gently dropping to your side breathing more heavily than usual. You decided this was a good time to use your inhaler since you just got it refilled. Opening the brown paper bag, your free hand reached inside and pulled out the small white box. Before you could get it open, from the corner of your eye you noticed a plant. At that moment you were reminded that you’ve been wanting some plants for your apartment for a while now. It was to not only help for those days when you don’t go outside, but to bring more life into your place other than your little furry pet, your Siamese cat named Eclipse.

Turning your head there were more plants that your eyes laid upon. Looking up to see what store it could be, the sign above the entrance with capital lettering that spelled out ‘SEEDS’. Hand still holding the box that held your medicine you continued to open the box, shaking the small medicine you removed the cap and placed it between your brown lined and glossed lips. Pressing down on the small metal container it released the medicine as you took a deep breath which you then held for a few seconds before repeating the actions for a second time. Your eyes never left the sign reminding yourself of the store’s name. In case another bus decides to arrive early, you decided that you’d come back at a later date.

Meanwhile Vash noticed your figure outside of the store as you took your medication. His blue eyes watched as you looked at the plants and then the sign. Your dark mahogany hair was pulled up into a braided fro-hawk, your short curvy body dressed in  simple black cargo pants with a cropped red and white graphic tee. The blonde then noticed your white and black platform sneakers. His attention then was gathered to his mom who had nudged him and gestured for him to invite you inside. His face slightly changed to a soft pink, embarrassed by being noticed. He softly cleared his throat and moved towards you. “Excuse me,” He called out. “Would you like to take a look at more plants that we have inside?”. When your attention shifted to the tall male he felt his heart skip a beat, your round deep brown eyes looking at him as your plush glossed lip formed into a small sheepish smile. 

“O-Oh, I’m good thank you. I sort of missed my bus and kinda don’t want to miss the next one.” You told him as you picked up your bag and pulled it onto your shoulder. Placing your inhaler into your pants pocket, you leaned your body back a bit to see if a bus was coming. Public transportation schedules are as random as a period, being late or early whenever it wants. “I definitely will come back when I can though, I’ve been meaning to get plants for a while.”

Vash softly nodded. “Ah okay, well we’re the best place for all kinds of plants” He smiled at you brightly. You couldn’t help but smile more at the male, he was cute and you wished you could talk to him a bit more. You peeked more into the store turning your head from left to right seeing plants of various sizes.

“Depending on which Bus you’re taking, both of them have been delayed” A different voice had spoken, it was a deeper voice than the guy in front of you. Looking past the guy in front of you,  you noticed an equally tall male with darker blonde hair that held up his phone. “I looked up the schedule for both, there’s some traffic going on so both buses have been delayed by 20 minutes.”

Vash gestured his head for you to come into the store. “Were there any specific types of plants that you were looking for?” He asked as he walked with you. Soft lofi music filled your ears for a moment before you nodded. There were specific plants in separate areas, you noticed small ones like small cacti and aloe, to large plants such as a palm trees the only ones that you recognize. 

“Well I’m looking for an indoor-outdoor plant that’s at least safe for cats to be around” You told him as you looked around before your eyes landed back onto him before something cool and metallic gently brushed up against your hand. The man beside you had a prosthetic arm, you looked back up at him. “Ah sorry for staring, just sort of felt something cold touch my hand.”

“It’s no worries” He assured you, the mole on his cheek moving up as he smiled at you. “I’m used to it, sorry if it startled you.” He shifted to the side a bit to make space as he didn’t notice that he was standing a bit too close to you. The blonde softly furrowed his brows to think about which plant would be good for you. “We actually have many, some that can survive off  humidity from a simple shower.” He walked over to the smaller plants before picking up a striped leaf plant. “This is a Calathea Prayer Plant. There are about fifty 59 other species of Calathea making it sixty in total” Vash held out the plant for you to examine it, he watched as your eyes shifted as you looked at the various leaf sizes of the small plant. Lips curling into a small smile you nodded and looked up at Vash who quickly looked back at the plant before nodding as well. He placed the plant onto a cart nearby before moving over to the other plants that he had in mind.

“If you are forgetful, like me” He softly chuckled. “ The Haworthia Zebra plant is a great alternative to aloe plants and can survive weeks without water.”

“Speaking of  these need to be watered” A woman’s voice spoke from behind Vash startling him. “Excuse me Vash” The woman was taller than you but not as tall as the blonde who’s name you now know. “Welcome to SEED’s I hope he’s being very helpful to you” You could hear a soft giggle emit from the woman as she acknowledged how she had startled Vash.

“He’s being very helpful, I’m already liking the sounds of the plants Vash has explained to me so far” You warmly smiled at the older woman. 

The way his name left your lips had Vash blushing a bit, he quickly turned away to notice Brad who smirked at him as he saw the young one blushing as knowing it was because of you. Turning his attention back to you and Luida, he had just heard Luida introduce herself to you. Being close to you Vash had noticed that you were wearing a soft perfume, it wasn’t from some of the flowers that were nearby. Though he barely knows you, he feels like it was the perfect scent for you as if you were a unique flower yourself.

“My name is Y/N “ You softly smiled and extended your hand out which Ludia gladly shook. You turned your attention back to Vash, your hand still held out to him which he didn't notice as his mind was occupied trying to pinpoint the smell of your perfume. It wasn’t until he was nudged by Luida for the second time. 

This time a soft giggle escaped from your lips as Vash was startled once again. He looked at his mother and back down to you before noticing your outstretched arm and your hand in front of him. Taking it into his own he gently shook it, his free hand softly rubbing the back of his head as he smiled out of embarrassment. “Ah sorry– your uh perfume reminds of a few flowers we have here. It's very nice.” He admitted. “Y/N you said? It’s uh very nice to meet you”. Vash wanted to hide behind the register if he could.

“Nice to meet you too and thank you” You smiled. “Are these air purifying plants? I do want something that’s helpful for my asthma.”

“Oh the prayer plant is safe” Vash nodded before moving away a bit from Luida to show you more plants. “The spider plant is perfect for a small shelf in a room or on a desk if you have one. It’s perfectly safe for your pet as well.” He picked up the plant showing it to you, the little many leaves that remind you of overgrown blades of grass seeing where the name spider comes from. 

“This is cute, just like you.” You smiled looking up at Vash who smiled as well. “I’ll definitely get this one”

Vash, having no idea for a moment that you mentioned that he was cute nodded before stopping in place as you gently took the plant from his hands. Hearing you softly giggle, his blue eyes looked as you smiled warmly at him. His face went red quickly. “Wow um thank you” He nervously laughed. ”Um so just the spider plant?” He asked as he walked over to the register. 

“Brad could you come over and move this fern for me please” Ludia called for the older man that stood behind the register. He walked away from the register leaving you and Vash alone, though he and Ludia stood not too far from the register.

“So the spider plant is low maintenance,” Vash softly smiled as he turned his attention back to you and your new plant. “It only needs about bright to moderate sun exposure, and freshwater. Tap water has fluoride which can cause burnt tips in the plant.” 

You nod as you type down the advice into your cell phone. “If I have any other questions should I call the store?” You ask him as you notice a card with the store’s information taking the small piece of paper into your hand from the stack of card copies.

As the opportunity had presented itself to Vash, he began to blush. “Yes, you can call the shop.” He nodded. “But we are closed on Mondays, so uh here–” He grabbed a pen and wrote his personal number on another card before handing it over to you. “Just in case you have questions and we happen to be closed you can call me.”

You smile and nod, taking the card and placing it into your pocket. “Thank you Vash, I really appreciate that.” You were pretty surprised that he gave you his number and hoped that the both of you could possibly chat about more than just plants. With that you paid for your plant. After stepping out of the store the bus that you were waiting for had arrived on time, you waved bye to Vash and his parents as you stepped onto the bus.

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After a while you had been taking care of you and just like you had hoped, you and Vash had been talking to each other for a while. Though you still hadn’t learned what happened to his arm you sensed that it was probably a sensitive topic to bring up. You visited the shop when you could and once you were ready had gotten your second plant for your apartment. When hanging out with Vash you both would go to the park and walk around and chat, some days he would even accompany you when you have to pick up your medicine which you appreciated. Other things that you learned about Vash is that he can easily strike up conversations with different types of people. You noticed by the different types of people that visit the shop on days that you stop by that Vash could make those who aren’t familiar with plants what type of plants suit them and their lifestyle as well help them understand how to care for that plant.

 Everyday that you and Vash are around each other, you find yourself falling for the blonde more and him the same, except Vash day dreams more or finds himself staring at you more than usual when you stop by the shop and are chatting with his mom showing her pictures of you cat with your plants. Luida and Brad notice how Vash tends to talk about you a bit more especially when you aren’t there, just from a simple word that reminds him of you. Brad of course teases him causing him to blush and whine out of embarrassment. One day he openly tells you about him being taken in by Luida and Brad after the loss of his real mom due to a car accident which also resulted in the loss of his arm at the age of 11. You were glad that he got comfortable enough to tell you such a personal thing. When he also mentioned his twin you could see the hurt in his eyes as he tells the story, though after he tells it he manages to smile being glad that he had Luida and Brad but also having met you and his other friends Nicolas and Meryl. To which you’ve also met when you visited the shop.

One afternoon  you wake up from a nap  with a tight feeling in your chest. Only able to take short breaths, you realize you're having an asthma attack. You reach out and grab your inhaler from your bedside table and use it. You try to take deep breaths but it doesn’t help, you grab your phone and dial 911. When you explain your situation as best as you can, you are able to get help. While waiting an uncomfortable feeling hits your gut and you find yourself rushing to the bathroom as quickly and steadily as you can without making your asthma attack worse. As soon as you make it inside, push up the lid and the seat of the toilet and release the contents of what you ate that morning. Your groan from the pain while still trying to maintain your breathing. You tiredly stand up and flush the toilet before washing your hands and rinsing your mouth out. Moving back to your room as slowly as possible you grab your bag while your cat meows at you with concern, you slip on your crocs and a zip up hoodie and move towards your living room.

 Within 10  minutes the ambulance arrives and gets to your apartment. Since you lived on the ground floor, the EMT’s didn’t have to take too long to get to you. Your apartment Just as they arrived seeing you sitting on the floor as you were far too tired to  even get onto the couch. Meanwhile Vash wanted to surprise you with a visit and flowers, seeing the ambulance, the blonde’s dark brows softly furrowed, the look of concern on his face. He hoped whoever was having a medical emergency he hoped they were alright. 

As soon as he walks into the building he stops in his tracks once he sees your familiar figure laying on the stretcher with the EMT taking you to the ambulance truck. “Y/N!” He calls out getting close to the EMT.

“Do you know him ma’am?” the EMT asks you just as you reach your hand out for Vash nodding. Vash looks at your apartment manager and hands them the flowers.

“Please take care of them for me, please they’re for her.” He tells them

They allow Vash into the ambulance  after they get you inside. You look at Vash who held your hand, while one of the EMT’s sat in the back and made sure you were strapped onto the stretcher. You breathed deeply as you could as you could slightly hear wheezing emitting from you even with the loud sounds of the siren. 

“When’s the last time you used an inhaler?” the EMT asked.

“This morning.” You breathed out through the mask as you breathed in the oxygen.”I used my flovent.” 

Nodding the EMT continued to ask the basic questions of your information to which Vash kindly helped.  She then checked the window of the door from the back of the ambulance to see where the vehicle was before her attention went back to you and Vash. “We’re almost there” She assured the both of you but mostly looking at a concerned Vash who’s eyes stayed on you. He watched as you breathed in as much oxygen as you could before breathing out. 

Once the ambulance stopped, the EMT, a male, that was driving got out of the driver’s seat while the other temporarily removed the oxygen mask from you before getting the male EMTs help to move your stretcher out of the vehicle.  Vash followed from behind as they moved you through the hospital and into a room. A nurse nearby helped you into the bed adjusting it’s height to have you elevated and placed you on oxygen once again as the EMTs spoke to the doctor. Vash sat in a chair close to your bed silent still looking worried. You gently touched the nurse and temporarily moved the oxygen mask. You were feeling nauseous suddenly and tried your best to hold it back so you wouldn’t throw up all over yourself.

“I need a bucket..” You softly told the nurse, once she heard what you said she left the room quickly before returning with a bucket. As soon as she gently placed the plastic bin onto your lap you released whatever was left in your stomach again. Tears pricking your eyes at the painful feeling of the sudden release, your one free hand squeezed the edge of the hospital bed before feeling a warm and cold hand gently enveloping it. Vash held your hand not letting go even once you had finished. 

The nurse had then taken the bucket away once you assured her that you were fine for now. She had then disappeared into the bathroom of your room to discard the contents of the bucket and clean it out before returning it to you and leaving once again and returning to do the usual check up stuff. Once she got your temperature and blood pressure she gave you a gown to change into and  cup for you to pee in. She helped you up and into the bathroom before giving you privacy to pee.

There were many thoughts running through Vash’s head and he didn’t want to lose someone again. Though you were able to stand and move around even with help. He couldn’t help that lingering feeling of the worse case scenario. Though he knows that you’ve dealt with asthma attacks before and you know that you’re prepared for the worst case, it just felt scary to him. The click from the door being unlocked and opening took Vash out of his thoughts, his blue eyes went from looking at the floor to looking up at you in the hospital gown being helped back into bed as the nurse took the cup from you. Another nurse enters the room with a nebulizer on a cart with a solution for you to take. Just then the doctor walks in after the two nurses leave.

“Hello, I’m Doctor Stein.” She introduced herself. “I see you are in for an asthma attack, from the EMT’s notes you said you showed no signs that morning of a possible attack and took your required medication.” She had looked over the papers and back at you to which you nodded yes in response. 

“I take flovent in the morning and my usual allergy medicine which is flonase and zyrtec.” You tell her as the doctor nods and takes an otoscope to check your ears, then  an ophthalmoscope to check your eyes. You could tell that Vash looked nervous for you, and you have given him a thumbs up to assure him that you’ll be okay. 

“Because of the severity of your attack we’ll have you stay overnight just in case of any changes.” The doctor tells you. “If no changes happen, you can be released tomorrow afternoon, if your boyfriend can bring you some clothes of course.” She softly smiled at you both.

Vash immediately gets flustered and looks at you then the doctor. “O-oh no we aren’t dating” He shyly smiled. Though you two weren’t official, he liked that the doctor assumed so.

Nearly a month later since your release from the hospital Vash had been out of it more than usual. Though it didn’t seem like it to strangers, you could tell mostly by his eyes. Though his smile made it seem like he was okay, you knew that wasn’t the case. You were very careful with your asthma and some days when hanging with Vash he still wanted you to be careful, especially one day while out with him it had suddenly rained. You two decided to head back to your apartment and instead of letting you run, Vash carried you the whole way, letting you wear his jacket over your head. Despite having to tell him that you could run he refused to even put you down. Even a small sneeze would get him concerned, and you’d have to tell him jokingly that your allergies were just reminding you that they still exist.

One day while Vash was over at your apartment, which was now fairly decorated in assortment of plants that you had gathered over time and taken care of with Vash’s help Eclipse was sitting in his lap enjoying him petting her purring loudly as she had gotten comfortable around Vash. The blonde had looked over at you in your kitchen as you told him wanted to make both of you lunch, even though he offered to help you simply told him that he was a guest and that you know he can’t refuse Mocha pets.  Once lunch was made, which was salmon cakes with rice and spinach, to which Vash dearly enjoyed, you both sat out on your balcony on your bunch while Mocha took a nap inside. 

“Vash, I'm glad you were there last month.” You admit as you watch people in your building walk through the courtyard. “I usually hate being alone at the hospital, especially after an attack.”

The blonde looked over at you just as the clouds had gently parted, the sun shining in your brown eyes that looked over at him. Vash couldn’t help but blush at the way they sparkled and looked like pools of chocolate, your two toned plush glossed lips pulled into a small smile with your one small dimple making its presence known. It was like he was looking at a goddess right next to him, your hair was braided and was placed in a high-low ponytail decorated with gold accessories.

“I’m glad I could be there for you.” Vash smiled. “Though I didn’t say much at that time, I honestly was really scared for you.” Worried had shown on his face once again before being completely erased as you had suddenly reached over and kissed his check leaving a mixture of a warm brownish pink on his pale cheek which quickly turned red as he began to blush.

“I was scared I’ll admit but having you there really helped me.” You tell him as you gently grab his hand. “Having met you, your family and friends has helped me feel less alone since I moved here.”

Vash still in a trance from feeling your plush lips touch his cheek softly nodded. A giggle escaped your lips as you waved your hand in front of his face. “Hey earth to Vash Stampede” You say. “I’m trying my best to tell you how I feel–” You were quickly silenced by Vash as he pressed his lips against your own. Feeling you smile against his lips was enough to assure him that he in fact wasn’t dreaming. His heart raced more and more even as you both parted, seeing you look at him with the way he finds himself looking at you. The look that everyone else saw him do when you were near him made him feel very warm. 

“Actions speak louder than words, but to assure you” Vash gently smiled. “I love you Y/N.” His eyes spoke more than anything and he wasn’t lying. Smiling once again you leaned in for another kiss before a soft meow could be heard by the both of you. Looking behind you, Eclipse gently pawed at Vash. Both of you laughed as Vash picked up your furry feline. 

“I love you too Vash” You smiled happily being able to have this moment with your plant shop crush.

[nerdby]

It pisses me the fuck off that anti-cat propaganda still exists. And no, I'm not being overdramatic. Anti-cat propaganda has existed for a long time partially because of cats association with Paganism and partially because idiots don't like the idea of an animal not obeying their every command. Even though -- heads up -- you can totally train cats.

One extremely racist example of anti-cat propaganda is the Siamese cats scene in Disney's original Lady & The Tramp film. The cats are portrayed as destructive baby killers in that movie, perpetuating the myth of cats stealing a baby's breath. Another example is saying that black cats are bad luck, and another more modern example is

The absolutely bullshit ideology that cats and other animals must abide by human morals in order to be good. Like when someone said cats are the only animals that will hunt or chase another animal for fun.

Uh, no, they aren't.

I have literally watched a dog hunt down and injure a squirrel that had to be killed cause it was hurt so bad. Dogs have also been known to do this to groundhogs, ducks, foxes, and over small mammals. These are usually breeds of dogs that have been bred to be hunting or guard dog breeds.

And do you see anyone hating on fucking beagles or whatever. No, you don't -- or at least I haven't. And that's just me listing an example -- not breed discrimination. Beagles are lovely dogs when trained and cared for properly. But ya know what?

They're still gonna hunt stuff.

And they're not evil for it and neither are cats. Although, granted, people need to be more responsible cat owners and keep their fucking cats INDOORS both for the cat's safety and to prevent them from harming the ecosystem.

But a cat is not human. They obviously do not have the same level of empathy that most humans do -- they have no concept of what is humane or not. So if you're judging your cat cause you've seen them "toying" with a smaller animal

What the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you holding your cats to the same moral intellectual standards as a human?

And if you're getting defensive over this maybe you should stop and ask yourself if a cat -- an apex predator and carnivore -- is the right pet for you.

[its-actually-minicika]

Headcanons for the HotD!Main Three

Part 1? (Let me know if you would like more);;

Pairing(s): Aemond x Reader, Jacaerys x Reader, Aegon x Reader

Warnings: None, for once in my life;

Author's Note: just a couple of fluffy headcanons for your pleasure, to make up for the last part of the Yule Ball series;; they date back to your first meeting with the boys, and go as far as to touch close to the full-swing celebrations of the ball, during your 5th year at Hogwarts :)

Of First Meetings And First Crushes

☆ Aemond Targaryen ☆

There is a single, undisputable fact when it comes to your life at Hogwarts - you and Aemond go way back;

He bumped into you on your first ever ride on the Hogwarts Express. While you were discoursing with your new possible housemates, he was frantically searching for his old cat, Vhagar;

"I lost my pet. She is a Siamese cat with only one ear - answers to the name of Vhagar." He said stiffly to the cheery group of people, and one 3d year Ravenclaw snickered in reply: "Shit, little guy, I'd run away too if my name was Vhagar."

His group of friends immediately started laughing and it's safe to say you didn't like that;

After a short screaming match with the rude Ravenclaws (which you effortlessly won), you decided to help Aemond find his missing cat;

"You shouldn't have done that." He chastised you with a serious tone. "They could be your new housemates."

"There is only one thing I won't tolerate in my presence, and that is a bully!" The fire in your eyes made him smile - truly smile. "Now, let's go find your cat."

Vhagar ended up being in the back compartments, with all the other caged pets; she was trying to reach for your own cat with a shaky paw, but was failing miserably

Aemond grabbed her hurriedly and you made a joke that your pets should be best friends - he turned really red after seeing your wide smile;

For the rest of the train ride, you both sat together in an empty compartment - and when Aemond got hungry, you gave him one of your P&J sandwiches that you made for the trip;

"I also added chocolate chips. The secret is to add many, many chocolate chips."

He felt really dejected when you were sorted into Gryffindor, and he in Slytherin. He thought that was the beginning of the end for your sudden friendship - but you proved him wrong when you defended him time and time again whenever anyone made a nasty comment about his hair, his height, his gloomy disposition or his "ugly" cat;

He fell in love with you very quickly: how could he not, when you were so radiant and so good to him?

Your friendship was going steady, until the end of your 1st year, when he stopped writing to you mid-summer;

You were crushed by his silence, and eventually stopped writing as well;

When you saw him on the Hogwarts Express again, you understood why he ghosted you - his left eye was covered by a black eyepatch, and a deep scar cut from his brow to his lower cheek.

A lot of drama ensued between you two: Aemond tried his hardest to push you away, but you were very determined and head-strong. Eventually, your friendship won in the face of any argument or harsh words Aemond could throw in your face;

During your 3d and 4th year, he was COMPLETELY DEVOTED to you;

He was your shadow - wherever you went, he was quick to follow.

Some students made nasty comments about it (always behind his back, of course, because Aemond had that scary presence);

When he told you about the stinging comments, you assured him that you loved hanging out with him and it would really hurt you if he stopped being near you;

Aemond.exe stopped working for 3 working days after hearing you say that - yeah, he does loves you that much, HE IS WHIPPED;

That being said, Aemond's love language is acts of service and quality time;

He "helps" you with homework (a fancy word for "he literally does it for you even if you don't ask him to") and is always there when you need someone to listen and lend you a crying shoulder;

You invited him over for Christmas during your 3d year, and he was so nervous, he wore his best clothes when meeting your parents;

He looked really chill on the outside, though, and spoke really mechanically for the 1st half of the night, like he was applying for a job or something;

Little do you know he was applying to be your boyfriend EYYY--

Everyone knows you're in love. EVERYONE. It's really annoying to look at the two of you sometimes smh;

"JUST CONFESS AND GET IT OVER WITH PLEASE WE'RE ALL BEGGING YOU"

"Celeste, he doesn't like me like that..."

"YES BITCH HE DOES"

He's the main Slytherin Chaser and the Quidditch team captain;

What a surprise, omg!11!!1!

He's not even into the sport, he just wanted to make a point that even with his missing eye, he can still do anything everyone else can - and better;

Okay, Aemond, we get it, you're really cool;

You're also the Gryffindor Seeker (oh-oh, athletic rivalry???) and he ALWAYS comes to your games (when he's not directly playing against you, of course);

He won't be cheering for you while swinging a butterbeer in the air - but he will curse the other seeker out under his breath and smirk when you catch the Golden Snitch;

Your first ever game was against the Ravenclaws, and when he came to support you wearing all silver and green, you gave him your Gryffindor scarf;

"So you can blend in with the enemy!" You beamed at him so innocently;

He gaslit you into believing he gave it back and you just lost it;

You didn't lose it;

He stole it from you and now hides it in his trunk;

He takes it out when no one is in his dorm and sniffs it from time to time LMAO;

He bought you a new scarf from Hogsmeade, though;

Never give it to him during a game.

NEVER!

He will steal it again.

And buy you ANOTHER scarf;

And repeat the terrible cycle;

It just smells like you, okay???? It's not his fault, now leave him alone;

When you win a game, and you're not otherwise engaged, he celebrates with you in Hogsmeade;

He takes you to "The Empty Barrel" (literally the fanciest restaurant the little town has to offer);

"Don't even think about covering the whole check, Aemond!"

"Hmm."

No, he won't take you to Three Broomsticks. The tables there are sticky and he wants to do this right, god damn it...!

You feel bad that he always pays for those little dinners, when it should be you who covers the table;

So you shyly ask him if he wants to go celebrate one of his victories with you one day;

He wants to whisk you away and keep you all to himself with how adorable you're being;

Aemond accepts (how would he ever say no to you), but has to take an hour long cold shower after your proposition to cool off;

Anyway, you decide to take him to The Hog's Head!

You eat there and HE STILL COVERS THE DAMN CHECK;

"Aem. We agreed on something. Come on!"

"Did we now?"

"You're terrible. I'm never going out with you again."

But you do. And he knows not to take your cute threat seriously;

He gives you a small chuckle that makes your whole face burn in embarrassment over the things it led you to think about;

Despite the initial set-back, you do manage to one-up him that night, though! You tell him to wait in the empty Great Hall for you, and you return with a homemade apple pie and those horrible peanut butter and jelly sandwiches that you gave him when you first met;

"We never ate dessert! There's no way we can end the night without dessert."

He almost kisses you then and there, but gets scared you'll reject him;

The Portrait of Merlin ships you two. That's all I had to say.

No, but seriously, the most invested on-looker is the portrait of Merlin - he learns both your schedules every year and always keeps one of you busy with talking in between classes, so that you may "accidentally bump" into each other (see part 1 of the Yule Ball for a snippet of that);

The whole ass West Wing placed bets on who you'll end up with between Aegon, Aemond and Jacaerys.

Bonus: when you walk with Aemond, no matter the time of day, you have the biggest "scary dog privileges". NO ONE is getting close to bother you;

☆ Jacaerys Velaryon (Strong) ☆

You and Jace are also in the same year! But despite the fact that you guys have been seeing each other day and night since your sorting, you weren't really friends until your second year, when you suddenly got partnered up in so many of your classes;

You were excited to work with him, since he was so sweet to everyone, but you were also a little scared of rejection;

He came from a good family, he had a good last name, a million friends and a thousand extra-curriculars he partook in;

You half-expected to do all those projects wholly by yourself - to your surprise, Jace was incredibly serious, and the best partner anyone could ever hope for!

He never takes himself and his vision on things too seriously, and is more than happy to admit when he's wrong or when you have a better idea than him;

He smuggled pumpkin pastries into the Library for your first study meeting, and it ended up becoming tradition for the two of you;

How you never got caught eating in a forbidden space is beyond everyone at this point;

Although you never really started hanging out outside of class after your first couple of projects, you now called each other "friends" and always sat next to each other in Potions and DADA;

Unbeknownst to you, Jacaerys got into a fight over you and actually broke a Slytherin's nose when he heard him talk smack about you and your supposed weight;

"I dare you to say that again."

50 points were taken from Gryffindor that day - it was a pretty big deal;

He ended up talking so much about you to his parents on Christmas break, that they invited you to celebrate the New Year with them - you accepted, although a bit confused by the spontaneity of it all;

His family is the sweetest EVER;

Laenor made you a beautiful maroon sweater with your name designed on the collar with golden letters;

Of course, Jace had a matching one and wore his almost every day when you guys came back to Hogwarts;

He loved the fact that you were twinning your fits - even if you did it accidentally;

During your stay with his family, you got really close to Baela, Rhaena and Luke! You felt really grateful - your second year was rough for you, with Aemond's ever changing mood, and you felt so happy to be surrounded by friends who cared about you;

Jace and Luke BEGGED their parents to buy them a phone to talk to you over the summer in a more conventional way;

And they literally called you every single day while they spent their summer away in Denmark, visiting relatives;

You can only imagine how much they had to pay for all those international phone calls...

Let's get one thing straight, Jace has always been adorable.

BUT HIM DURING YOUR THIRD YEAR AT HOGWARTS??

HELLO??

Puberty hits this boy LIKE A TRUCK;

He looks so soft with that short fluffy hair and THE CURLS;

He also grows taller than you with half a foot;

To your (and everyone else's) mind, he was literally perfect - unapproachable;

People started calling him the school's prince, AND UNDERSTANDABLY SO;

Third year is a busy time for both of you - the try-outs for the Quidditch team are in full swing, and Jace lands himself the position of chaser (Luke follows you shortly the following year as your new keeper);

He quickly becomes the star of the Gryffindor team;

Girls swoon over him and his "sexy dimples";

You make fun of him for that and he blushes profusely, saying that he "doesn't like anyone like that anyway";

He literally sucks at Charms and Transfiguration, and he uses that to his advantage to get closer to you, since you excel at those subjects;

HIS LOVE LANGUAGE IS PHYSICAL TOUCH AND ACTS OF SERVICE;

Jace is so, so respectful of you though, he drinks that women respekt juice every single day; he wouldn't dare touch you if you weren't comfortable with that;

If you are just as touchy feely as he is, he LOVES having a protective hand thrown over you;

He has his own insecurities regarding his paternity rumours - The Targaryens are the embodiment of those very old pure-blooded families who still believe that muggleborns and half-bloods shouldn't "mix and match";

This is why Rhaenyra is even married with Laenor (who is obviously gay, and in the same predicament as she is, due to his family - bless him) and not Harwin Strong, Jace's actual father;

He feels trapped in his own family heritage, and feels so guilty when he catches himself thinking about escaping it sometimes;

Due to all that, Jace has a tendency to over-work himself and try to be in too many places at once;

You manage to level him and bring him back to earth - when he's with you, he forgets about his worries and he's so, SO GRATEFUL;

He falls in love with you during your 3d year at Hogwarts, but doesn't realise it until the very end of your 4th year (denial is a river in Egypt...);

Speaking of your 4th year, you have a small fall-out with Jace during that time, due to the fact that he gets his first girlfriend;

She's an exchange student from Ilvermorny, and she doesn't approve of your friendship one bit (oops);

Jacaerys tries to be the perfect gentleman with both of you, and fulfil both his "friend" duties, and his "boyfriend" ones;

Unfortunately, the perfect balance he figures out is ruined the moment you come to him with an emergency, and he completely forgets about the dinner date he had with his girl;

She breaks up with him the next day, telling him that he shouldn't use people to get over others;

And he's so confused, bless his heart;

"W... That's not... That's not what that was about!";

He feels really guilty for making his ex feel that way, and eventually figures out a way to make it up to her enough to stay friends;

Jacaerys is honestly the perfect ex LMAO;

Don't hate the player, hate the game;

His face completely falls when they brew Amorentia in Potions class and the whole place starts smelling like you;

But he STILL denies it for a while;

Psh, please, so many girls in this school could wear your exact perfume.

Right?

... right?

Jace is a very, very determined person. And once he sets his sight on someone, it's on;

You can bet the moment he hugs you goodbye at the train station, he's gonna think all summer about you and your beautiful soft hair;

Bonus: Jace's Boggart is a random manifestation of his loved ones dying - the worst one for him to face is yours;

☆ Aegon Targaryen ☆

Aegon doesn't care much about you at first;

He knows you're his younger brother's and nephew's "little girlfriend", and honestly doesn't see what's so great about you;

That is until you have a heart to heart with him when he's drunk out of his mind in Hogsmeade one day, during his 6th year (and your 4th one);

He was passed out into the snow, and you - beautiful, angelic you - came to his swift rescue;

He feels your warm hands touch his cheeks and forehead, and your own trench-coat cover him;

You lead him to the castle, and give him your coughing syrup that your parents packed for a quick pick-me-up;

"What's this?"

"It's cough syrup. For when your throat is sore."

"My throat isn't sore."

"Yet."

He becomes completely obsessed with you after that - and shows it to you in the harmless ways that he knows how;

Endless teasing, big and small pranks, small anonymous gifts;

His love language is gift giving and physical touch, so expect a lot of both, even if you aren't comfortable with that;

He is so thirsty for attention - even more so for your approval;

But he'll never admit it;

Still, if he happens to overhear that you like boys with short hair, he'll cut his hair short;

If he hears you like that soft boy aesthetic, that's exactly what he'll aspire to look like;

Unlike his younger brother and your other suitor, Aegon doesn't play Quidditch;

He'd much rather watch from the sidelines, thank you very much, and cause trouble while enjoying a cold butterbeer;

And unlike his baby brother, Aegon goes crazy with cheering for your victories (and even your losses when he's very drunk);

"HELL YEAH, (Y/N), THAT'S MY GIRL, WOOOO!"

"You do realise we lost... right?"

"... Oh."

"And I'm not your girl."

"... YET!"

The latter doesn't happen as often as you'd think;

It's cheesy, but you really do change him for the better. Slowly yet surely;

His support and affection for you goes as far as denying support for his own house.

"BOOO, FOUL PLAY!! THAT SEEKER SHOULD GET A RED CARD, HE PUSHED (Y/N) INTO THE OLD ARENA!"

"Aegon, that's the Hufflepuff Seeker..."

"..."

"..."

"BOOO!! AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO SEES THESE THINGS?"

It's kind of obvious to everyone that he's also in love with you;

Except for you, since that's a theme;

You take his flirting as just that - Aegon flirting.

He gives you flowers on your birthday and a very expensive necklace with his initial on the back? - Nah, that's just how Aegon is.

He asks you out? - Nah, that's just how Aegon is.

He only dates girls who have a resemblance to you? - Nah, that's just how Aegon is.

Everyone gives you judgy looks when you say those things;

Aemond and Jacaerys are the only ones who are sort of glad you don't realise the depth of his feelings tbh;

You can bet Aegon and Aemond fight a lot because of you LMAO;

Oh, I'm sorry, you thought their relationship was bad before you entered the picture? Have a look at it now that Aegon's also courting you;

"You are so spoiled."

"I'm sorry? It was just a necklace. I don't understand why you're so pissed off about it."

"You know I love her."

"Are you dating her?"

"Hmm."

snickering "I'll take that as a no, then"

"Why is it that you feel the need to go after everything I want?"

"Easy there, brother, she's not your property or something."

"She's mine."

"You've known her for five years and you've done nothing to court her."

"Not everyone sleeps around on the first fucking date."

"Some people go after what they want. I warmly suggest you start doing the same."

"You aren't worthy enough of her. You never will be."

"... We'll see."

Bonus: Aegon has a moving picture of you and him in his wallet and sometimes talks to it when his life at home gets too hard;

Now this could be cute and sad at the same time, if not for that fact that Alicent caught him reciting a love poem to it once and Aegon panicked so hard, he pretended he was schizophrenic so she'd leave him alone;

She didn't, in fact, leave him alone;

He had to go to three different psychiatrists over the summer, to confirm that he was okay;

[noonaishere]

Online/Offline [C.S] -  twenty-five | can I pick her up? can I tell her I love her? will she get mad?

Wooyoung rang the doorbell and you clapped your hands together as you waited in the hall with Wooyoung and Yeosang.

“Are you okay?” Wooyoung asked.

“I’m excited to see a cat.”

Wooyoung and Yeosang laughed.

“Do you parents still have Beanie?”

“Beanie?” Wooyoung asked. “Your cat is named ‘Beanie’?”

“Yeah, his mom was named Porky.”

Wooyoung sighed, and leaned against the wall dramatically. 

Yeosang smiled at his reaction.

“What? Don’t tell me you hate it.”

“I’m… I’m so upset I didn’t think of that first. Please tell me Porky was fat.”

“She was fat--”

“Who was fat?” San asked as he opened the door.

“One of my parents’ cats.”

“Oh,” he chuckled and let you all into the apartment. “Come in, I have food-- Baby, come’re!” He shouted into the apartment.

A somewhat chubby yet chic siamese ran over to greet you as you came in.

San picked her up and gave her a hug and held her so you could pet her. “This is her majesty, Byeol.”

You held out your hand so she could smell it, and she did, and then full-forced headbutted your hand with her face and rubbed all over it. You gasped quietly, eyes welling with tears as you felt what could only be given by a cat: the kind of regal acceptance of a monarch to their subject.

“She likes me.”

San smiled. Once you were done he set her back onto the floor and she rubbed all over your legs.

You reached out for San and whispered. “San, she likes me.” 

San held your hands and laughed.

“I’m really going to cry, I haven’t seen a cat since I moved out of my parents house-- except for visiting them. I miss cats. Can I pick her up? Can I tell her I love her? Will she get mad?”

“No, she likes being picked up. You can hold her like a baby.”

You scooped Byeol up as San said and she slow-blinked at you. You looked at San and whined. He laughed at you. 

“You’re so pretty,” you said as you cradled her.

“Y/n, we’re eating the food without you.” Yeosang warned.

You gave Byeol a kiss and put her back on the floor. “I’ll kill you myself, Sangie.”

He chuckled.

This non-party was like the last non-party, only with slightly less alcohol.

“Where’s your roommate?” Wooyoung asked. “I thought maybe he was in his room but he hasn’t come out.” 

“He’s been at work all day. I think he’s shooting something?”

“Shooting something?” You asked.

“He’s an actor.”

“Oh, cool.”

San nodded.

“Is he popular at all?”

“I think he’s mostly been a bit part in things, but he is trying.”

You nodded. “Well, good for him.”

This time, Wooyoung and Yeosang ended up sleeping on the couch together; Yeosang functioning almost as a second mattress as Wooyoung was draped over him, or perhaps, Wooyoung was functioning as a blanket. Byeol was curled up in your lap purring like a steam engine as you petted her and talked to San.

“Do you really miss having a cat that bad?” He laughed softly.

“Who else is going to ignore me, but in a loving way? And yell at me when they think I’m going to to get them food, but I’m actually walking past it?”

He laughed again.

You smiled as you pet her. “It is lonely when you don’t have anyone around though. And obviously a cat isn’t as good of company as a person, but it’s nice to have someone to spend time with.”

He nodded. “I’m sort of surprised you and Yeosang aren’t roommates, then.”

“Oh, I only found out we were in the same building the day I moved in. Another friend of mine is the one who found the place for me.”

“Oh, why don’t you live with them, then? If you feel lonely.”

You thought about it for a moment as you pet Byeol. Should you tell him that Keeho is an idol?

“I--”

You turned to him.

“I mean, you don’t need to tell me if you don’t want to.”

“No, um… He and I keep very different hours so we’d probably just end up annoying each other.”

“Ah. How long have you known each other?”

“Umm… So, I knew Yeosang all through grade school, then he moved away, and I had actually met my other friend before that but we only became friends after Yeosang left when he noticed me sitting by myself in class and asked where he was. So… early high school? We’ve been friends since then.”

“You must be close enough that you wouldn’t annoy each other like that.”

You laughed softly. “You’d think, but sometimes living with someone else can really change how you see a person. Like, if you’re neat and they’re messy or something.”

San nodded.

You sat silently for a few moments and you went back to petting Byeol.

“You’re a streamer, right?” San asked.

You nodded. “Mhm.”

“So I guess you probably stay up late, and that’s where the weird hours would come from?”

You chuckled. “Yeah. I play a lot of games by myself, too.”

His face brightened. “Oh, yeah?”

“Mhm.”

“Which ones?”

“Umm… mostly I like RPGs or chill games, but then I’ll play like… multiplayers and stuff with my friends.”

“Oh, that’s cool,” San smiled.

“I built my own computer.” You nodded.

“Shit, really?”

You nodded proudly.

“I built my own too.”

“Really?”

“Mhm. Want to see?”

“Um, yes?” 

San stood and you scooped Byeol up and followed him to his room. He turned the lights on and presented the tower of his computer, which was currently off.

“What are the specs?”

“How would you feel if I said it had an Nvidia GeForce RTX 3080 Ti?”

Your eyes widened as you looked at him. Silence fell for a moment as you processed the letters and numbers you heard and gained a new appreciation for the man standing in front of you.

He smiled.

You suddenly felt that computer building could be a thing that was so… sexual.

“Don’t those need a really beefy power supply?”

He nodded. “It has it.”

“Ooooooof.” You breathed as you looked back at the tower. “I’ve never felt so envious before in my life.”

He chuckled.

“I can’t believe you dropped that much money on it.”

He shrugged. “It’d been a while since I built a new computer so I figured why not? Money’s no good unless you spend it.”

“That’s so sexy of you.” 

You froze for a moment. Out of the corner of your eye you could see that San also froze. You hated that you couldn't control your penchant for speaking without thinking outside of your streams: while you were streaming it made you hilarious, in real life it made you awkward. You did the only thing you could do and deflected; lifting Byeol up and holding her so her face was in yours. 

“Miss Byeol, you didn’t tell me your daddy had such incredible taste in computer parts. You shouldn’t keep secrets, you bad girl.”

San exhaled a laugh and you went back to holding her like a baby, the movement not deterring her from her eye smiles and happy purring.

“Oh, and it has LEDs,” San leaned over and turned it on, deep purple LEDs lighting up in the case as well as behind the double monitors.

“Wow. I’m a red LEDs person myself, but I can see you’re a man of taste.”

He laughed and held the power button to shut the computer off. The lights went off and everything was dark again.

“Should we go back to the living room?”

You chuckled. “I’m sure the sleepy twins are missing us terribly.”

San laughed as you turned and followed you out, turning off the lights.

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