#au: the purrfect pair

[eulalielatibule]

The Purrfect Pair

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Black Cat!Hybrid!FemReader

Word Count: 1,600

Warnings: AU, Soulmates, power dynamics, pet play, reader has powers, mentions of grief, fluff, use of honorifics: Mistress and Kitten

Summary: The Scarlet Witch has arrived which means her familiar must finally reunite with her.

Author's Note: Ahhh I'm so excited for this! I did a ton of research for this fic and I really like it. I intend for it to be a series as I would love to explore how Wanda and her Kitten get along and what trouble they get into!

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Darkness.

Nothingness.

An empty void.

You were asleep one minute, the next something flickered inside your brain. You woke up and stretched out, a little yawn leaving you; you had no idea how many thousands of years you had been asleep. You shook your sleepiness off, your black furry ears twitching in excitement.

Wanda Maximoff.

That was the name that filled your head. That was the person who you were to find.

Your owner was finally here, the one and only Scarlet Witch.

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Wanda exhaled, watching as her breath fogged up in the chilled mountain air. The tea cup she was holding kept her hands and the tip of her nose warm, and she sipped the sweet beverage with a hum.

After everything that happened in Westview, she had to get away from everything. Too much sadness has been filling her life, and now that she had the new status of being the Scarlet Witch? Well she had to learn how to deal with all the power and responsibility that held too.

It was a lot of stress, and what better place to deal with stress than a cottage in the mountains?

The woman had been spending her time finessing her powers and learning how to control it. She had help from Doctor Strange and Wong, the Sorcerer Supreme, which she was grateful for. She felt like she was finally getting a hang of herself. 

But there was a feeling she couldn't quite shake off.

There was something missing, a piece of her that she had to find.

Wanda was used to loss, having lost pretty much everyone important to her. This was different however. She didn't lose something, it was more like she had to reunite with someone.

As she was lost in thought, electricity filled the air. The witch broke out of her zone and looked up at the sky- it was still clear like normal- No sign of a storm. Goosebumps rose on her skin, and her red magic began sparking from her fingers unexpectedly.

What was happening?

As anxiety coursed through her, a bright light appeared a few feet in front of Wanda. Standing up, she watched with caution as the light dimmed away, revealing in its place a woman.

Everything about you was normal. You had on some comfortable clothes- a brown knitted sweater, jeans, boots. Your hair was styled out of your face and you had an excited smile on your face.

The thing that startled Wanda?

Your cat ears and long, fuzzy tail.

"Are you Wanda Maximoff?" Was the first thing out of your mouth.

"Depends- who are you?" Wanda asked, her hands twitching as her magic swirled around her fingers. You gave her your name and bowed, making Wanda quirk an eyebrow.

"I have been looking for you for so long, Mistress. I can't believe you're finally here."

"What the hell are you talking about?" The redhead dropped her hands now, but still stood on guard. This was very bizarre and she needed answers.

"You don't know who I am?" This time you were the one confused, your ears twitching and your head tilted slightly to one side. "Wanda, I'm your familiar."

"My– what? Can you please just explain what you're doing here? What do you mean, my 'familiar'?"

You approached the woman slowly. "You're the Scarlet Witch. Thousands of years ago I was bound to you as your companion for eternity. I was created to help you, guide you, and service you in whatever you need."

Wanda blinked slowly as she processed what you said. She knew that the myth of the Scarlet Witch was centuries of years old and that she had a lot of learning to do about it- well, herself- yet she had never heard of a familiar. But all her caution faded when she dove into your mind, searching for any kind of malicious intent.

All she found was your complete devotion and love for her.

It made something inside of the witch spark and she couldn't help but smile a bit. So this was why she was feeling so incomplete lately.

"Come here, sweetheart." Wanda spoke softly, a hand extended for you to take.

Her pet name for you made your belly flutter and your tail twitch happily. You happily took her hand and stepped closer, and Wanda gently cupped your face into her warm hands with a soft hum.

"Thank you for coming all this way to find me. Let me get you some tea and maybe a snack and you can tell me more about yourself?" Her thumbs caressed the apples of your cheeks as you gazed up at her with sparkly eyes. You simply nodded which made Wanda chuckle softly at how sweet you were.

She took your hand in one of hers, the other picking up her mug, and she led you inside her little cottage. You noticed how it was a little bare inside, only the necessities and a few cozy items. You couldn't help but frown at the thought of your mistress not having the very best of everything.

Wanda took you into the kitchen and took out another mug for you before pouring some tea into each mug.

"Don't worry about me, I don't mind being a bit minimalistic." Your cheeks heated up in embarrassment- how could you forget she could read minds??

"I– I'm sorry mistress, I hope I didn't offend." Your head tucked down. You heard Wanda's chuckle and then she was tilting your chin up to look her in the eyes.

"Don't apologize, kitten. I know that it isn't exactly homey in here. I never liked much clutter, but seeing that you'll be living here now I can conjure up some things for you."

"Live– I can live here? Really?" Your ears twitched as excitement came over you.

"Well of course, I can't let my little familiar live outside." She spoke with such conviction that you felt butterflies in your stomach. There was a little smirk on Wanda's lips and you knew that she knew how she was affecting you which just made you even more excited.

Soon Wanda was handing you a cup of chai and the two of you were sitting on her couch. "When you came here it was like you entered through a portal. I'm guessing you have powers too?" She asked as she set her tea on the table in front of her. You took a sip of the sweet liquid then nodded, licking your lips.

"I do, I'm not a witch though. I can teleport, shapeshift, I can also turn invisible. Not being human means I am also stronger than normal. And since I am bound to you, I can feel what you feel." You explained and Wanda quirked a brow.

"What can you shapeshift into?" You grinned and set your own cup down before closing your eyes, and a second later you were changed into a little black cat. Wanda giggled as you headbutted her hand, giving you little scritches behind your ear. You licked her hand before sitting back and changing into your human form again.

"I can also hide my ears and tail, but I don't like to do that unless I'll be around humans."

"I don't blame you, your ears and tail are very cute." Her words made you grin proudly, the two of you continued to chat and you finished your tea.

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The rest of the day was filled with you helping Wanda around the cottage and outside. Thanks to your strength you chopped up maybe too much wood to build a fire. Not that Wanda minded- she loved how cute and eager to please you were. And you used your teleportation to pop into a market and get some food and other necessities.

Wanda was already loving having you around. Thanks to the bond the two of you had, you had an instant connection and it felt like you two had known each other all your lives. Plus living in the mountains often got lonely- and while she had gotten used to solitude, being a lone wolf wasn't something she wanted forever.

She wanted a forever partner, someone to share her life with. And maybe with you, she was getting a second chance at that.

"Mistress, may I lay with you?" Your sweet voice shook Wanda out of her thoughts. She smiled when she noticed you were done building the fire and she nodded, patting the cushion next to her.

"Yes, Kitten, come here." At her approval you quickly made your way over and laid on the couch next to her, your head in her lap. Her slim fingers ran over your hair, stroking it. She could hear soft purrs coming from you and it made her heart bloom with affection.

"I am so glad I found you today, Mistress. I've missed you." You spoke softly, a small pout on your lips. It was hard living without her for as long as you did, but it was all worth it to lay in her lap like you were now.

"I'm glad too, Kitten. I promise I'm here now, and you won't be lonely ever again." Her words were just as soft as yours as she leaned down to kiss your forehead. You closed your eyes, the excitement of the day wearing you out.

Wanda flicked her wrist, her powers grabbing a blanket from her- your- bedroom and laid it over the both of you.

Her own words echoed in her mind: You won't be lonely ever again. And Wanda couldn't help but think that maybe it was true for herself as well.

[aisclosed]

the art of purrsuasion - y. jungwon

jungwon has the purrfect solution for your unfurtunate situation

PAIRING: non idol! y. jungwon x reader GENRE: university au , fluff, friends to lovers | WORDCOUNT: 3.9 k WARNINGS: mild language? nothing rlly

Birthday Café Event! 

Jungwon blinks at the sign hanging over the door to his favorite café, willing the mirage to change before his eyes. Not that it would do much considering the walls plastered with large posters of some k-pop idol in various poses, accompanied by balloons and streamers hanging obnoxiously from the ceiling. 

The once cozy shop, tucked away in a less traveled street near his classes, had become a constant in his weekly routine. He found comfort in the quaint tables, the soft notes of music and the aroma of fresh baked goods flooding his senses as he grinded through his work. And yet, the café was betraying him now, the bustling crowd of fans indicating that today, his favorite latte and croissant wouldn't be there to soothe the sting of a 5 page requirement. 

“Jungwon!” a voice calls in greeting, and he whips around to meet your eyes, catching your quickly falling expression as you take in the packed café. “Woah…what the hell is going on?”

You were another new constant in his life, ever since the first day of the semester. You had stumbled into class late, your hair whipping wildly around you as you quickly slid into the nearest available seat. Luckily for Jungwon, it just so happened to be the seat next to his own. He had slid his notes over to you, receiving a grateful beam in return that had his stomach churning and his cheeks heating. 

That same seat was occupied by you the next day, and the day after that, and the next. Until, sometime between the muffled snorts at your professor’s sad attempts at jokes and whispered, “what the fuck does that even mean’s, the pair of you had become friends. 

Jungwon was all for trying new things, but what he craved was stability, playing by the rules, routine. You were the opposite, a whirlwind of a person coming into his life with all the force of a hurricane.

Instead of putting up his walls to maintain some semblance of security, Jungwon found himself swept away by your gusts of change, and happily so. Where he once had to drag himself out of bed, fighting the urge to skip his 8am lecture, he now woke even before his alarm had a chance to ring. You were his new routine. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday he would rush to get to class to see you, and every Tuesday and Thursday he would count the minutes until he could see you again. 

In a stroke of genius and a slight desperation to see you more often, Jungwon had suggested study dates sessions. You had regarded him with a smile tugging at the corner of your lips and mirth dancing in your eyes. Heat had licked at the apples of his cheeks and he had begun to stutter out an excuse when you had cut him off “Yeah, I’d like that, text me when and where.”

And so, another piece of you slotted into Jungwon’s schedule, study sessions at the café whenever the two of you could squeeze one in. Maybe the two of you had slight ulterior motives but your grades weren’t complaining and you certainly weren't either. Jungwon much preferred your “dates” to class time. It was the only time he could listen to you freely ramble about everything, from your kitten Dalgona to your frustrations, without the sharp glare your professor was privy to shooting at him. 

Now, it's been a particularly challenging week, with never ending assignments, a frustrating project and a three hour long lab on top of it all. Jungwon really needs this. Jungwon really needs you. 

You can almost visualize a darkening cloud thundering over Jungwon’s head as he shoots daggers at the café. Letting out a laugh, you bump your hip against his to grab his attention, “Hey it’s alright, we can find somewhere else to study, no need to commit arson.” 

Jungwon tilts his head inquisitively, “Yeah, but where? They’re doing construction by the Library Annex and the Main Library is across campus. We don’t have many options besides the big cafes but those are just as busy.” 

“My dorm is like five minutes away and my roomie’s gone home for the week,” you offer, Jungwon’s eyes widening comically in response. “Unlessssss, you want to stay at this café? Who knows, maybe you’ll get scouted by some big shot k-pop company. Get some fans of your own,” you tease. 

Jungwon scoffs, pushing you lightly as his cheeks flush with color. “As if. Alright, if you’re sure it won’t be an inconvenience let’s go to yours.” Beaming in satisfaction, you tug at his hoodie sleeve, leading him towards the direction of your dorm. 

He admires you silently, the way your hair bounces slightly with each step and the swift glances you give when you think he’s not looking. As if you think he might get lost despite the firm grip you have on the fabric of his sleeve. For a second Jungwon considers shifting his arm slightly to just interlock his fingers with yours, but before he can, you’ve come to a halt, looking at him in horror. 

“Wait! I forgot all about your cat allergy, will you be okay with Dalgona there? Maybe we should just look for another place?” you ask, your eyes round with worry. Jungwon looks down at you, trying his best to stop from melting at your cute expression. 

He shakes his head softly in denial, “My allergy isn’t that severe, I think I can handle a couple hours. Plus I’ve been wanting to meet Dalgona for ages anyways.” Jungwon gestures for you to continue leading the way but you merely squint at him skeptically. Huffing in false exasperation he takes your hand in his, pulling you forward. “Come on, I’ll be fine. I mean it.” 

Your pupils dilate at the action, flickering to where your hands are now joined. A wave of embarrassment washes over Jungwon and he laughs awkwardly, hurriedly trying to release his hold on your hand. 

Before he can, you’ve already interlocked your fingers with his own, holding onto him firmly as you begin continuing your journey to your dorm. For a second, Jungwon allows himself to be tugged along like a rag doll after you. 

Even from behind he can see the slight blush on your ears and cheeks as you desperately try to maintain your composure. The wind tousles your hair gently, pushing the strands back to reveal your features illuminated softly by the sunlight. Jungwon feels as if the air has just been stolen out of his lungs and he thinks that if it meant he got to see this view, he would gladly follow you to the ends of the Earth. 

It's not until the pair of you have reached your building and are waiting for the elevator, hands still linked, that something odd occurs to Jungwon. Glancing at the receptionist across the lobby, he leans down to whisper into the shell of your ear. “Y/N,” you startle at the feeling of his breath against your skin, looking up at him inquisitively, “Aren’t pets prohibited in student housing? Unless it's a service animal.”

You glance worriedly at the receptionist, signaling to Jungwon to wait for your answer. The elevator door opens with a chime and you hurry in, pulling Jungwon with you. 

It's only when the door shuts securely that you begin whispering conspiratorially, “Ok, yes technically Dalgona isn't allowed to be here. But I'm working on getting him written off as an emotional support companion. You don't understand, I need him,” you pout at Jungwon pleadingly.

“Alright,” Jungwon chuckles, swinging your hands together as you exit the elevator, coming to a stop in front of your room, “It’s not like I was gonna report you, I just don't want you getting into any trouble with housing.”

“It should be fine honestly, Dalgona is a really sweet kitty, he doesn't get into much trouble. The only real issue is my RA Renjun,” you gesture at the floor monitor's door down the hall, fit with a shiny plaque and complaints box. “He’s really nice though, he’s just a bit of a stickler for the rules. Which is his whole job so I don’t really have much place to complain.” 

You come to a stop in front of your door, shifting to grab the keys from your bag. Jungwon reluctantly releases your hand and you finally fish out your keys, opening the door and leading him in. “He’s been pretty close to catching me, sometimes Dalgona meows really loudly near the door and Renjun knocks. I just act like I’m not here and he gives up. I’ve been avoiding him like the plague,” you giggle and Jungwon shakes his head in exasperation. 

Jungwon takes in his surroundings while you set down your bag and fiddle with your speaker until Wave to Earth plays quietly in the background. Your room is cute, a large bed equipped with a fluffy duvet and numerous plushies pushed to one corner, and walls and shelves littered with albums, trinkets and plants. On your pillow sits a small calico kitten, his stare trained on the unfamiliar figure in his territory. Suddenly Jungwon’s caught in an intense stare off, sharp green eyes meet rounded brown eyes, both unwilling to be the first to break away. 

The tension is shattered when you suddenly chuckle at the scene, “What are you two doing honestly,” you giggle, scooping up Dalgona into your arms. “I’ve always agreed you were cat-like Wonnie, but I didn’t expect to see this feline face off,” you walk over to Jungwon, lifting Dalgona slightly, “Say hi to Jungwon baby,” you coo softly. 

Jungwon offers his fingers for Dalgona to sniff and he does so tentatively, before deeming the new intruder acceptable and nuzzling into his palm. “He likes you!” you squeal happily, looking up to find Jungwon already looking at you with a soft smile. Suddenly you’re all too aware of the lack of distance between your faces, the way his broad stature looms over you and the way his eyes draw you in.

 Laughing nervously, you stumble back, nearly tripping on your rug as you try to regain some semblance of normalcy. “Woah, careful,” Jungwon steadies you, his hand resting against the small of your back. 

“Thanks,” you breathe out, Dalgona leaps out of your arms with a meow, affronted by your jolts. The movement snaps the two of you out of your daze and you clear your throat awkwardly and step away from him. “You wanna get started on the review outline?” You gather your laptop and notebooks, settling onto your bed and beckoning Jungwon to come join you. 

Jungwon nods stiffly, and sits gingerly at the edge of your bed despite there being ample space for him to scoot closer. It's silent, an uncomfortable tension that you’ve never experienced with him stifling the air. Jungwon leans in slightly from his position, struggling to read the notes on the screen and you meet eyes.

You're blinking owlishly at each other when suddenly you both break into laughter, Jungwon doubling over until he's laying flat on the bed, right next to you. “What's wrong with us today?” you wheeze, wiping a stray tear from the force of your laughs. 

“I have no clue,” Jungwon smiled sheepishly, “We’re just being a little silly, I don't know why it’s so awkward. Maybe it's the new setting that's throwing us off.” You roll back into your back, mimicking Jungwon’s position until you're looking back into his eyes.

“Yeah maybe it is, we really should get to working though, this assignment is gonna kill us if we push it off any longer,” you grumble shifting back to look at the papers. Jungwon nods in agreement, and this time the silence that settles is warm, accompanied only by the faint sounds of music and Dalgona playing with his toys. 

It's hours later and Jungwon’s eyes have started to sting, the letters and words all blurring together. He lets out a sigh, throwing his head back dramatically to rest against your shoulder. You look at him in amusement, knocking your head against his playfully, “Am I losing you to the deathly grips of literary analysis Wonnie?”

Jungwon only groans in response, burying his face deeper into the crook of your neck. Absentmindedly, he thinks that you smell good, warm and slightly sweet, nothing like the scents that usually overpower his sensitive nose. It's kind of intoxicating, like the smell of fresh baked treats at the café, and Jungwon finds himself inhaling you subconsciously.

“Jungwon… did you just sniff me?” 

He halts, a prickling heat crawling up his neck, “No?” Jungwon denies meekly, unwilling to lift his head up.

“Oh my god you were sniffing me!” you giggle gleefully, “I don't think you can get any closer to being an actual cat Won, what's next will you meow for me?” Jungwon releases a sound of indignation, backing to splutter a series of denials, when Dalgona starts meowing rather loudly near the door. 

Immediately you shoot up from the bed, “Baby! Please don’t.” You grab his favorite toy on the way picking him up and trying best to mollify whatever was bothering him. 

There's a loud knocking on the door. You freeze, looking in horror at Jungwon who stares back, equally helpless.

“Y/N! It's Renjun!” you scrunch your face in panic, cursing your luck. “Come on, Y/N you can’t act like you're not here this time, I literally just heard your voice in there. Open up or I’m going to have to get the building supervisor and really don’t want to have to do that.”

“Oh my god,” you whimper, quickly placing Dalgona in your bathroom, equipped with toys and a mat to hopefully keep him occupied while you figure out how to save your academic life. You shut the door as quietly as you can and Jungwon walks over, rubbing soothing circles into your hip. 

“Don’t worry we’ll come up with something,” Jungwon whispers comfortingly, but you’re not sure he believes it himself. You smooth your hair, plastering on your most disarming smile and swing the door open.

Renjun’s stood with his hand hovering over the air, clearly poised to knock again. “Heyyyyy Renjun Oppa, it's been a while. I never see you anymore, I almost thought you were avoiding me,” you say brightly, hoping he doesn't see right through your ploy. The hand Jungwon has still resting on your waist tightens just a fraction at your words, before returning again to its ministrations. 

“Uh huh I’m sure you did Y/N,” Renjun says dryly, “Can I come in, we need to talk.” Your smile stiffens but you simply nod, inviting him in. He walks in, giving Jungwon a nod in greeting, Renjun doesn't say anything but you don’t miss the way his eyes scour the place, looking for any sign of an prohibited presence. 

With a sigh he pivots and turns to you, “Look Y/N I’m sorry to do this when you have company but you know what this is about. I keep hearing meowing from your room and you know pets are against policy. As much as I want to make an exception for you, I can’t. I don't want to get you in any trouble but I will have to file an official report for this.”

Tears prickle at the corner of your eyes as you begin to plead with him, “Wait Renjun please I can explain-”

“It was me.”

Both you and Renjun turn in unison to look at Jungwon incredulously. His cheeks are slightly flushed but his brow is set with determination. “The meowing, it was me.”

“Jungwon, stop you don't have to do this-,” you start but he waves you off, stepping in front of Renjun.

“I, uh get compared to a cat a lot,” Jungwon gestures at his face shyly but Renjun only stares blankly in response. “So I kind of have this habit of meowing, and Y/N finds it cute so I was just doing it to impress her. She just didn't open the door for you before because she wanted to save me from the humiliation.”

At this point you’ve faded into the background, hand clamped in disbelief over your mouth as your eyes dart furiously back and forth between Renjun and Jungwon. 

Renjun narrows his eyes, assessing Jungwon fully.

“You do look like a cat, I'll give you that, but you truly honestly expect me to believe that all this time the meowing I've heard from this room has been you and Y/N doing some weird kinky furry shit.”

“I do not have a furry kink,” you protest fervently but are silenced by both guys shooting you a sharp glare, one that clearly says keep quiet. 

“It's really not a kink,” Jungwon mumbles before meeting Renjun’s eyes defiantly, “But yes, that's the truth.”

Renjun scoffs in disbelief at the situation, crossing his arms across his chest. “Alright then, prove it.”

“Okay come on, that's too far, Jungwon you don’t-”

“Alright I will,” Jungwon cuts you off brazenly, clearing his throat before releasing a set of meows that sound almost entirely too similar to your kitten’s. Your jaw unhinges and you let out a strangled noise, you’re unsure whether to laugh, cry, or coo at Jungwon. His cheeks are now a bright pink, his hands instinctively coming up to make a claws, his sweater forming cute paws to accompany the image. It's all too cute, and he's doing it all for you, if Renjun doesn’t kick you out first you think you might melt into a puddle on the dormitory floor. 

Renjun sighs, pinching his nose bridge before letting his hand drag down his face. “You know what I give up. I can’t afford to be sitting here dissecting whether you guys are actually furries or not. I have an exam coming. Y/N I don't want either of us getting in trouble so if you are hiding a pet, please resolve the issue, or at least find a way to be more discreet.”

You nod feverously, thanking Renjun for not filing a report and basically pushing him out the door. He’s just crossed the threshold when Dalgona lets out a very untimely meow from the bathroom. Renjun freezes, swiveling around to question you further but Jungwon quickly intercepts, “Just saying bye, Renjun hyung!” 

Renjun looks as if he’s aged 5 years by the end of your interaction and so he surrenders with a grimace, giving a half hearted wave and walking towards his room. Jungwon and you wait with air lodged in your throats, ears pressed against the wood door until you hear the faint creak and click of Renjun’s room closing with finality.

You face each other, giving a simultaneous cheer of celebration before you jump onto Jungwon. He accepts your hug with open arms, lifting you and spinning you around in utter delight. The rush of adrenaline settles into a lingering flutter, and Jungwon sways you gently from side to side in his embrace. 

You're still nuzzled into the soft fabric of his hoodie, when you mumble, “I can’t believe you actually did that. And that it worked. Yang Jungwon, I could quite literally kiss you right now.” 

“Maybe you should,” he whispers so faintly, that for a second you question whether you even heard it at all. It isn't until Jungwon’s hand finds your chin, tilting it up to face him and his thumb swipes gently against your parted lips that you realize it's real.

It's with baited breath that you wait, painstakingly, for Jungwon to make a move. “What do you think hm Y/N?” he asks you with a smirk settled onto his face, “Don’t I deserve a kiss baby?” Instead, Jungwon’s rolled the ball back into your court, the decision is yours to make, and there's really never been any other choice. Not with him. Not for you.

You lean in and he meets you halfway, nose brushing against your cheek as he presses a soft kiss against your lips. Jungwon pulls back to look at your expression, the way your breath is stuttered, your flushed cheeks and your widened pupils. 

“I’ve been wanting this for so long,” Jungwon mumbles against your lips, capturing them in a proper kiss. The phrase makes your head reel with thoughts, but it's too difficult to try and dissect what he means when his fingers are buried into your hair and he tastes so good on your tongue. 

You don't break away until your lungs are burning, parting with a gasp. For a moment you both stare at each other, watching the rise and fall of your chests, not sure what to make of what just occurred, not sure what comes after. Jungwon’s suddenly filled with humiliation at the memory of earlier and he buries his face into the crook of your neck. “I can’t believe it took me meowing to finally confess to you,” he whines softly.

You let out a sharp guffaw, the tremors of your giggles shaking Jungwon’s head. He turns to look at you from his position, pouting playfully at being the subject of your glee. “Was that really a confession, Wonnie? All you did was ask me for a kiss,” you tease as you brush his bangs away from his eyes. 

He takes your teasing challenge in stride, straightening to look at you properly, his hands resting on your hips. “I like you Y/N. A lot. You're all I think about and all I look forward to being with. You’ve completely wrecked my schedule, my life and my dignity. Not only have I meowed for you but I'd even go as far as to bark,” he jokes, pinching your waist as you swat at him playfully.

“I know you’ve already got your hands full with one kitty in your life,” Jungwon continues smiling fondly, “but if you’ll have me I’d love to be the second.”

Your face might split from the smile you give him, eyes curling up cutely into crescents. “I like you too, Yang Jungwon. A lot. Honestly, I don't even like coffee, so if I can bear drinking those nasty drinks for you, I definitely think I can handle another kitty. Especially one as cute as you.”

Jungwon beams at the compliment, grabbing your cheeks gently to peck your face all over, when a rather loud meow resonates from the bathroom. 

“Dalgona!” You gasp in panic, breaking away from Jungwon to gather your kitty, checking to make sure he’s okay. Jungwon leans against the door frame watching you coddle Dalgona, giving the feline the kisses that were supposed to be his. He scoffs at the smug look Dalgona shoots him at having received all your attention.

You look up at the sound, smiling at the envy painted so clearly on Jungwon’s face. Leaving Dalgona to roam on his own, you cup Jungwon’s cheeks allowing him to lean into your palm. “What’s it take for a guy to get some affection from his girl around here,” Jungwon sighs theatrically in false annoyance.

A laugh escapes you, and you tug Jungwon forward by the fabric of his jacket until he’s flush against your body, his lips a millimeter distance. “You’ll figure it out, I find you can be rather purrsuasive when you need to be.

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[yanderes-galore]

Fandom: Homestuck/Hiveswap

Character: Nepeta Leijon

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Type of fic: short story

Other info: Would be nice if it was holiday themed :33 You pick the theme

Hope you enjoy! I really love Nepeta, lol. AU where Nepeta is alive on Earth C. Darling is human. Used a Homestuck quirk generator so her lines may be off (I had to edit them a bit so they could be understood)

Snowy Day

Yandere! Nepeta Leijon Short - Winter Event Request

Pairing: Matesprit❤️/Moirail♦️

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Some minor culture shock, Restraints, Implied isolation, Dubious on if you are kidnapped or not, Forced cuddling, Forced relationship in some way.

Cold white flakes drift towards the ground, a substance Nepeta has never seen before. Alternia, her old home, never got this cold. The new experience had her staring at the white surface of Earth C with eager eyes.

According to her friends this time of year was special for human culture. The olive blood feels excited as she keeps her eyes on the snow outside. Oh… it looks like it'd be so fun to pounce!

Nepeta has heard many things about this time of year. In the cold it “snows” and you can play in it. Humans often bake desserts, give gifts, and all sorts of things. However… Nepeta found one thing very appealing.

Spending time with loved ones.

Nepeta felt if anything this was the purrfect way to bond with her human. Yes… her human! You two already share a house together on Earth C! Yet… you seem so cold recently, like the snow littering the ground.

No matter because Nepeta has plans to change that!

Nepeta pries her gaze from the window to face the couch. A roaring fire crackles at the fireplace to keep the room warm. It feels nice on the skin.

On the couch sits you, "Nepeta's human". You sit with your hands and legs tied, it's a set of ropes keeping you on the couch. Nepeta can't help but grin at you, even if you look at her with fear and betrayal.

“:33 < don't you f33l better!? this time of year is best spent with people you love, right?” Nepeta purrs as she runs over to sit on the couch. You don't make an effort to move as she slips a blanket over the two of you.

Nepeta is so happy she met you! On Alternia she was rather lonely in her cave except for Equius and her unrequited feelings for Karkat. Well… now she has you!

Moirail… Matesprit… She doesn't care. She's just happy she has someone like you. Especially when she wants to cuddle someone while the snow falls!

“:33 < there's no n33d to be so scared! we love each other, don't we?” Nepeta grins, pulling you closer and nuzzling. “:33 < we'll k33p each other warm... i'm so glad we're together!”

Together… but not really by choice on your end. You try to ignore the feline troll snuggling into you and stare at the fire. This winter could be beautiful and nostalgic… if you weren't in this situation.

You hear the troll yawn next to you as she curls up against you. You lean away a bit to lay down but Nepeta just follows you closely. Her grip is like that of iron and you swear she's actually purring.

Nepeta tiredly watches the snow outside as the fire crackles away. She feels so warm against you, it's putting her to sleep. Feeling content and happy… the olive blood closes her eyes and falls asleep on top of you.

You feel the troll sleeping on top of you and try to pull at your restraints. Sadly she knew to put them on tightly with many intricate knots. Nepeta has caught you like you're her prey and you're at her mercy.

All you can do is watch the snow and fire… praying Nepeta decides to let you go outside tomorrow.

Or at the very least… out of the restraints.

[gyoobies]

Kitties, coffee and Kisses

Pairing: Lee Know x Fem reader

Genre: Smut, Strangers to lovers, coffee shop/cat café AU

Warnings: Explicit content 18+, Minors DNI 

Summary: While exploring your new city you find a popular cat café with 1 problem, no cats, and an owner that's a bit sour about the way his café has changed.

Word Count:  4,179

Like always I skimmed over this didn't see anything that stuck out right away and called it good 🤞💕

   Another solo Saturday was in the works for you, seeing as how you hadn't met very many new people that you would want to hang out with outside of work in the couple months since you'd relocated. You were thrilled to have a higher position in the company you worked for, but you didn't realize making new friends as an adult would be so challenging. It wasn't a big deal in the beginning, you were swamped with projects so you didn't mind the easy weekends alone, but now with almost all the projects being done, you were definitely starting to feel a bit homesick and lonely. 

Your new city was undeniably lovely, so instead of sulking around your apartment you decided to grab your camera, and explore the neighborhood a bit, hoping to capture the everyday beauty you experience to share with everyone back home. Two hours in and you'd found your new favorite restaurant, a really cute boutique with clothes that would never fit over your ass, but the accessories were amazing, and a flower shop where you spent far too much time chatting with the old lady that worked there. 

You were about to call it a day until you stumbled upon a cat café. Never one to turn down a kitty or coffee, this place had you written all over it.  A quaint little café with a cute cartoon kitty holding a sign that says "please take a seat" waiting to greet anyone that walked in. You took note of all the women clustered at the counter as you found a seat in the far corner and began to look over the menu. Busy looking over the menu, humming to yourself, you hadn't noticed the café waiter arrive at your table until he greeted you.

"Hi, welcome to the Purrfect Cup! What can We brew for you today?"  

Looking up from the menu a bit startled by the sudden presence beside you, you took in the waiter's appearance and giggled at the ears clipped haphazardly to his hair.

"Cute", you smiled, causing him to blush a bit.

"Can I have the almond milk latté with ginger and honey?"

"Absolutely! I'll be back soon with your order."

Taking in your surroundings, you noticed all the empty cat trees, and all the cat toys neatly tucked away in the far corner across from you. It seemed odd to you, a cat café but not one cat was to be found. 

"Here you go! One almond milk latté with honey and ginger."  Said the adorably smiley waiter.

"Hey, before you go I have a question.  Where are the cats?" You said as you waved your hands  motioning  about the café.

"Umm, well..."

"Omg! Is this not an actual cat café?! Is this just a cat themed café where cute boys dress like cats?!"  You whisper Yelled.

"Oh! No, it's not that well, it's not supposed  to be."

"So basically this is a cat boy café, not a cat café?"

"No it is a cat café, we just ran out of cats."

"Ran out of cats?" You asked with a puzzled look on your face.

"Well they were all adopted and we haven't taken any new cats in from the shelter yet."

"Oh, I see."

"Were you hoping to adopt one?"

You pondered his question, you hadn't really thought about adopting one but maybe it wasn't such a bad idea, sure you'd be the lonely cat woman but at least you'd have a pet to bond with. "It wasn't on my list, but maybe."

Before the waiter could say anything further, he was interrupted by the squeaking of 2 women calling him to their table. "Excuse me, I'll be right back."

Despite the lack of cats in this cat café you couldn't deny that you'd probably be back because the coffee was amazing, rich, flavorful,  a tiny bit of sweet from the honey and the perfect dash of ground  ginger. You sipped away happily as you scrolled through your social media feeds. You'd  glanced up several times to check on the crowd of women at the front counter, which seemed to have grown since you had taken your seat. Although you hadn't seen the face of the barista at the front counter, you assumed he was most likely the reason that women had clustered into one giant pool of thirst. A quick glimpse as he moved about the counter serving drinks was all that was needed to confirm your suspicion. A glowing smile, delicate, soft rose colored lips, and a pair of alluring eyes, no wonder why he had an audience.

"And I'm back! Sorry about that." 

"No need to apologize, I'm not the only patron, but..."

"Sorry to cut you off again, I'll be right back." And just like that he was gone again. But this time he was called to the front counter, no doubt to assist with all the fawning women. You checked the time and realized you should probably get going, the conversation would have to wait for another day. You made sure to leave the table tidy so as not to make the sweet waiter's job more difficult.

"Oh! You're leaving? I'm sorry that took a lot longer than I thought." Said the waiter as he came to stand before you.

"Please stop apologizing for doing your job." You giggled "I'm sure the extra hands were needed up front."

"Well, actually the owner wanted to know why I was chatting with you for so long." 

You felt horrible, you hadn't realized he was being monitored by his boss. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to get you in trouble."

"Now I can tell you not to apologize." He giggled.

"Everything is fine, I explained to him that you were questioning how we were a cat café without cats."

"Well when you say it like that it seems a bit rude, he doesn't think I'm rude does he?"

"No, he was actually surprised you cared to ask about them. Most of the customers only come -"

"To look at the staff." You laughed

"That obvious?"

"Well between the pool of women giggling at the front counter, and the girls burning me to a crisp with their stares because you're talking to me, I kind of figured it out.”

The waiter let out the most adorable giggle catching the attention of most everyone in the café. If looks could kill....well good thing they can't.  Noticing a very unpleasant audience of spectators, you figured you'd better get out of the danger zone.

 Well Mr. Feline, I've gotta jet, but I'll be back because the coffee was grade A."

"Felix, that's my name, but you were very close." He smiled.

"Well Felix, see ya soon." You said as you made your way to the exit with more than a few pairs of eyes throwing daggers at you, except one pair. Little did you know that despite your lack of view to him, the barista at the front never had a problem stealing glances at you from the moment you entered the café. The second the final patron left that evening, he was interrogating Felix to find out what little he could about you. 

It had been days since you'd even thought about the quaint little kitty café, until you remembered just how good that cup of coffee was. It had been a long day at work, actually a long week, if you were being honest you could use a pick me up, you definitely deserved it after working so hard. Deciding to treat yourself, you changed out of your work clothes and threw on a simple button up and skirt to take a walk to the little café. You strolled casually thinking about what you could do over the weekend, besides your usual cleaning. Finally reaching your destination you studied the gray colored clouds that began to form, hoping to be back home before they began to downpour. You stepped into the little shop surprised to find it empty. You took a little time to admire the décor without the crowds of pining women. Admiring the Knick-knacks on the shelf beside the counter, you felt the gentle brush of a furry tail against your leg. You lowered yourself to indulge your new found fluffy friend.

"Where is everyone cutie?" you said as you carefully picked up the kitty and gently scratched their head.

"Hello!" You called out.

"We're closed" a voice responded from what you assume was the kitchen.

"I'm sorry. The door wasn't locked and-"

 "And you can't read?" You heard as the owner of the rude voice emerged from the kitchen.

"Well first of all there was no sign and the door was unlocked." 

The owner's face fell once you came into view, "I- I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else."

"You probably shouldn't be that rude to anyone honestly." 

“You're right, it's just, this one customer won't take no for an answer."

"Won't take no for an answer? Oh! Well I guess I get it then. You should be more cautious in that case, and actually lock the door."

"Or you could tell your favorite waiter Felix to follow directions. He was supposed to close up" 

Even though you knew he was being serious, you couldn't help but laugh at his annoyed expression. 

"Well, I'd better be going since you're closed, but if this beauty needs a home I'd love to adopt her."

"Honestly I'm shocked she's warmed up to you so quickly, but she already has a home. I only brought her with me today because Felix told me we received a complaint about not having a single cat in a cat café, and I didn't want to disappoint them if they came back." He said as he reached over to grab his cat and sit her on the counter with the biggest smirk plastered on his face.

Needless to say you were a bit embarrassed by the callout. "I'm sorry I didn't mean anything negative, I was just curious."

"It's fine, I was actually really surprised someone cared to ask. The usual patrons don't actually care about the cats." He seemed a bit upset at that last statement. 

 "Well maybe if the cute guys on staff didn't dress up like cats they'd pay attention to the actual cats."

"Ugh Felix wears them by choice, but he only started once I told him we wouldn't be getting any more shelter cats." 

"What?! That's not what he told me the other day, I thought you'd be getting more. Why would you stop if you were able to get all the others adopted?"

He let out a sigh before offering you a seat at the counter and excusing himself to the back for a moment. When he returned he placed a cup in front of you.

"Almond milk latté with ginger and honey?" He said as he leaned across the counter with a satisfied grin, enjoying the way a smile spread across your face.

"Yes, thank you, but you didn't need to."

"I know, but you came all this way and I wanted to." He said while giving a wink.

"Charmer" you replied as you took a sip. "Wow! This is even better than the last time."

"Of course, because I made it this time." 

You rolled your eyes at his statement, but you did find his confidence to be sexy.

"Now tell me why you're not helping the shelter anymore."

"This is so embarrassing,  but I really thought I was helping find them homes, I failed them. I thought I was doing a great job until the cats that got adopted through my café were starting to turn up in other shelters weeks, sometimes only days later. I realized then that nobody cared, they just wanted to make it seem like they did. I still don't know why anyone would do that."

You sat in disbelief, not at what had happened, but because he genuinely seemed to not know why people were doing it.

"You're kidding right?  I would assume it would be obvious, especially since you guys basically have a fan club. I'm sure they all adopted cats hoping to impress the attractive café owner and when it didn't work they got rid of the cat. It's gross, I feel so bad for the cats." You nuzzled his cat that had now sauntered across the counter over to you.

He knew you were just speaking openly and didn't think anything of calling him attractive, but he was pleased with your slip up, and shocked that his little act had actually worked. Now he had confirmation that you found him attractive.

"What is your name cutie?"

"I go by Lee Know, but you can call me Minho. What's yours?"

"I- I meant the cat" You said before giving him your name. 

"Now what's her name?"

"This is my Dori"

"Fits her perfectly" you responded.

The chime of the door opening startled you both, and Minho jumped to his feet to inform the would-be customer that the café was closed. After turning to acknowledge the woman, the change in his demeanor told you this was most likely who he had mistaken you for earlier.

"Oh, I'm sorry but we're closed, please come back tomorrow."

"I'll have just one cup of coffee. It won't take long, I promise." She insisted.

"I'm really sorry for the inconvenience, but please come back tomorrow when we're open."

"If you're closed, why is she here?" The woman shifted her eyes to your direction.

"Because we're on a date and you're interrupting. Now if you don't have any more questions I'd really appreciate it if you left so we can continue." You said as you approached Minho, wrapping your arms around his waist, to your surprise he mimicked your actions. Your skin was hot under his fingertips, and his grip was firm,  almost possessive, as if he was actually claiming you as his. You admired his side profile as he once again asked the woman to leave, and watched as she exited the café slamming the door on her way out. 

Once she was gone you slowly began to pull away, albeit very reluctantly. Immediately Minho pulled you back to him. 

"Let's stay this way a little longer just in case she comes back." 

"Or, you could just lock the door."

"Yea, but then I wouldn't have a reason to be this close to you."

" Who said you needed a reason, and besides isn't just wanting to reason enough?" You said as you pushed him away toward the door to lock it. 

You made your way over to the small bookshelf you had noticed earlier and began to browse the small selection of books in an attempt to calm yourself. You barely knew him and yet, here you were inviting something more than conversation. It wasn't long before you felt his presence behind you. Wrapping one arm around your waist, he hummed softly behind you.

"See anything that interests you?" He asked as he watched you brush your fingers slowly along the spine of the books. 

You turned to face him "I do now."

The kiss that followed was the opposite of what you expected from someone as bold as he was. The kiss was soft and slow, allowing you to really feel every curve and movement of his lips. You pulled him in closer to feel more of him, causing him to stumble into you a bit so that now you were pressed firmly against the bookshelf.

 The look in his eyes when you pulled away briefly to catch your breath threatened to buckle your knees, filled with want and something you couldn't quite pinpoint yet. Despite only just meeting, it was undeniable that there was something electric between the two of you, and he felt it just as much as you did. Still wanting verbal confirmation. You pulled his body close again and this time you could feel how hard he was against your thigh.

"Do you want me?"

"From the moment I knew you actually came for the coffee and cats."

You thought for sure you'd ruined the mood when you laughed at his response, until he grabbed you by the chin and forced you to look into his eyes. 

"Do you find it funny that I want you?"

"Not that you want me, just that my love for coffee and cats is what did it for you." You said confidently.

" Such a sassy mouth" he said as he traced your bottom lip with his thumb. "Excuse me for finding it attractive that you aren't desperate for attention and have the capability to care about something other than yourself." 

His words filled you with even more want, never had anyone told you they were drawn to you because of your caring heart. Despite your current position you still found it sweet.

Minho let out a gasp when you let your tongue run over his thumb. "Maybe you should lower the window shades." 

He wasted no time pulling you from your place against the bookshelf to the front, lifting you to sit on the counter.  With one arm wrapped around your waist he pulled you to the edge so he was slotted perfectly between your legs. He nuzzled his head into your neck while he began to glide his fingers up your thighs stopping right at the hem of your skirt, waiting for your permission to continue.

"Can I?" He said as he gave your thigh a squeeze. Placing your hands on his you guided them further up your thighs to the waistband of your lace panties, finally vocalizing your permission once he hooked his fingers underneath.

"Yes, you can." You said as you lifted slightly to make removing the undergarment easier.

He didn't hesitate, and once they were off he got to work teasing you, caressing your inner thigh as he marked your neck and shoulders. Suddenly you noticed the soft sound of rain against the café windows and then a clap of thunder that caused you to shudder in Minho's arms.

"Is my baby scared of the storm?" He whispered against your neck.

"No, I love thunderstorms, I just wasn't expecting it." 

You moaned shamelessly at the sudden feeling of his fingertips brushing teasingly against your pussy.  He pulled away from you so suddenly, you thought something was wrong, until he grabbed a small stool, took a seat between your parted legs, and hooked them over his shoulders; the motion causing you to lean back more onto the counter. 

He was so close to you, that looking down you could only see his eyes over the swell of your glistening pussy. You watched as his eyes fluttered shut when he took his first taste of you, gripping your thighs tighter with every lick. You laced your hands in his hair as he buried his tongue inside you. Eyes closed, you focused on listening to the sounds of the rain mixed with the lewd sounds of Minho licking, slurping and moaning between your legs. Conflicted didn’t even describe your thoughts at the moment, struggling to decide what you needed more, to feel him deep inside you or to cum on his tongue. The question was answered when he pushed two of his pretty ring clad fingers into you, causing you to tug his hair and moan out his name. You looked down to watch as he made a mess of you, using his fingers to get you ready for him, and when he opened his eyes to look up at you for a moment, you felt your need to have him inside you grow. You tugged at his hair again, this time to get his attention. "Wait" you gasped out.

 Minho stopped immediately at your words. "What's wrong? I'm sorry, was I too rough?"

"No, you're amazing, I just want to cum on your dick instead of your tongue." You said as you attempted to lift yourself.

 He let out a grunt of disapproval, gripped your thighs harder and buried his face deeper into your pussy. He was stubborn and even though you really wanted to have his dick you, you couldn't deny how good it felt to have someone absolutely worshiping your pussy. It didn't take long after he added a third finger for you to cum, moaning his name, thighs quaking and chest heaving.

"Next time don't interrupt me." He said as he stood to lift you from the counter, and carried you over to the small couch beside the bookshelf. 

It was only when you tilted your head to allow him to kiss up your neck as he undid the buttons of your top, did you remember he had never lowered the window shades. 

"Minho! The windows! 

"Are tinted, it's dark out, you'd literally have to put your face to the glass to see anything."

"Pretty sure your number one fan is not above doing that."

He couldn't help but to laugh at that. "You're probably right" He said as he left to lower the shades.

One by one he lowered the window coverings, and you felt comfortable enough to remove your remaining pieces of clothing.  A single "fuck" was all he muttered when he noticed you were completely naked and waiting for him on the couch. A trail of clothes was left in his wake as he made his way back to you.  Watching as he stroked himself before rolling on a condom, you were practically dripping at the sight of him getting ready for you.

He positioned himself above you, flashing you a smile before tapping the head of his dick against your pussy.

"Mmmm do you hear that? You're so fucking wet for me."  He said as he slowly pushed into you, picking up his pace after a few thrusts. He was right, you were probably the wettest you'd ever been for anyone besides yourself, and the way he knew his way around your body would make you think you'd been lovers for an eternity. With every caress, kiss, thrust a jolt of electricity surged through your body. Every roll of his hips beckoned you to pull him closer, to squeeze him tighter, urging you to cum all over his dick. With a pinch of your nipples and a particularly deep thrust, you were done. Digging your nails into his shoulders, gasping out his name as you wrapped your legs around his waist to keep him close. Soft kisses and praises fell from his lips to your ears as you felt him twitch inside you. With one last snap of his hips he came too, the sound of his moan lingering in your ears like a favorite song. Wrapped in each other's embrace you floated down from your highs, offering each other satisfied smiles.

"Let's go get cleaned up." A quick peck was felt on your lips before Minho pulled you to your feet, through the café and toward the kitchen.

"I don't think washing ourselves in the kitchen of your café is sanitary."

"We're not gonna wash up in my café" He laughed as he led you to a door located in the far corner of the kitchen. "My apartment is upstairs" 

“What about Dori?”

“She’ll be fine down here” He said as he smacked your ass. 

The next morning you found yourself buried in the blankets of Minho's bed with his arms wrapped around you. Eyes still heavy with sleep, you began to drift off again until his phone rang, causing you both to jolt awake. He opted to give you a few morning kisses and a nice squeeze to your ass before locating his phone to answer it. The minute he picked up, you recognized the voice on the other end.

"So, do you wanna come get all the clothes off the floor in the café? We open in like 20 minutes." 

"Shit! I'll be right down." He said before hanging up the phone.

"I'm going to get our things. The main entrance to my apartment is in the living room if you want to leave after I get your belongings, but I'd like it if you stayed and rested longer. I'd also like to take you out on an actual date later if that's okay." He said before disappearing out of the room.

He was greeted by amused eyes once he entered the café and began to collect all the clothes the two of you left behind. 

"So, did you finally give in to one of the regulars?" 

The only response given was a disgusted expression from Minho, followed by immediate laughter when he noticed your lace underwear hanging from the potted plant on the counter. 

"Gross, you do know people eat here right?"

"And that's exactly what I did" He said to Felix before heading back upstairs.

[haitanirindo]

zukka fics that live in my head rent free! 

1. what did you bury before those hands pulled me from the earth (what were you digging) by draco_sollicitus status: complete (18k words) rating: mature pairing(s): sokka/zuko  summary: Sokka is immortal; it's been tested, he knows that he can't die. He's immortal, but he's not quite a god like his sister, Katara. He's immortal, but he's not quite powerful like his friends Aang and Toph. He's just sort of Sokka: good at fixing things, good at playing pranks, good at helping people. When a bet against Toph goes horribly wrong, and an attempt to save him goes even worse, Sokka finds himself the unwilling guest of the Lord of the Underworld. And, strangely enough, every story Sokka's heard about Lord Zuko seems to be ... completely wrong. (Also, he's really handsome. Why does he have to be handsome?)

mythology nerds come get y’all juice. a very good fic. 10/10

2. Where I Want to Be by through-the-stars-to-the-pavement status: WIP (83k words) rating: explicit pairing(s): sokka/zuko summary: "'The fog was where I wanted to be.'" Everything is different. The pitch of his voice, his posture. The auditorium goes silent. No one can take their eyes off of him.… He's amazing.  Zuko had to perfect the art of acting as a child to survive the horrors of his homelife. When he got older, it was only natural to take his talent to the stage for entertainment and escape. Enter Sokka, a craftsman and set designer with a giant heart who is haunted by plenty of ghosts of his own. A tale of trauma, disability, family, creativity, and love. 

this is one of my all time favorite fics. it’s seriously so good and i think about it often

3. Teaching a Heart by @i-write-shakespeare-not-disney status: WIP (114k words) rating: teen and up pairing(s): sokka/zuko summary: Sokka is asked to go to the Fire Nation to teach the crown prince how to sword fight. When he arrives, he's surprised to learn he has to pose as a companion before he can teach the stubborn prince because he rejects every teacher. Far from home and among new customs, Sokka struggles to gain the prince's trust and friendship despite the uncertainties of the customs and dynamics he sees. As he slowly finds answers to his questions, his bond with the prince grows until it becomes something far more ardent than friendship. Doomed as it may be with the prince's approaching wedding ceremony and coronation, Sokka and Zuko find themselves consumed by what they find in each other.

i have no words, i just love this fic and it makes me weep.

4. The Road Between Action and Inaction by @donvex status: complete (17k words) rating: teen and up pairing(s): sokka/zuko summary: Sokka does a shitty k turn in the parking lot across from the bus station, pulls up to the curb where the boy is looking determinedly at his phone, and rolls down the passenger window. “Hey! Which way were you going?” He may die, but at least his conscience will be clear. The guy blinks at him. “Don’t.” Oh, he’s prickly. Or: the hitchhiker au, featuring Sokka and Zuko falling in love without even realizing it.

a classic. roadtrip fics own my ass. 

5. purrfect for eachother by lesmiserablol status: complete (3k words) rating: general audiences pairing(s): sokka/zuko summary: “Let me teach you how to be a cat person,” Zuko says. “Learning from the master himself,” Sokka grins. “Alright, this can’t be too hard. Show me what you got.” (because sometimes, it takes going to a cat café four times to realize you're in love with your best friend)

this whole series is adorable, reading it is self care

6. Ashes Inside When You Finish Your Song by @muncaster status: complete (47k words) rating: teen and up pairing(s): sokka/zuko, aang/katara, mai/ty lee summary: Sokka writes lyrics for his sister’s band. Zuko plays piano and is unnecessarily nice. Fellas, is it gay to write love songs about your friend and his golden eyes? (AKA, a modern band AU featuring The Gaang, crappy software equipment, homoerotic lyrics, and the realization that maybe, if you think about a guy every night before you sleep, you just might be in love with him.)

i think this is the longest one-shot i’ve ever read and it’s so worth it

7. a study in matchmaking by @verdanthoney status: complete (12k words) rating: general audiences pairing(s): sokka/zuko, aang/katara, bato/hakoda summary: Zuko and Sokka try to play matchmaker, but things don't go exactly as planned.

this fic makes me want to scream, in the best way. it’s so cute

8. A Predictable Story by mindbending status: complete (7k words) rating: general audiences pairing(s): sokka/zuko summary: "On this night, you shall share a kiss with a great love of your life!” That lying, scummy Aunt Wu predicts a grand romance for Sokka. To disprove her "fortunetelling" once and for all, Sokka decides to spend the night with least romantic person he knows. Zuko.

again, i have no words. this fic is cute as hell

9. that’s murder, buddy by @bisexual-atla status: WIP (14k words) rating: teen and up pairing(s): sokka/zuko summary: Throughout the streets, on quiet nights, it was rumored the screams of those missing could be heard. Some say the sounds were coming from underground. Where were the young girls? And what was happening to them? Was an evil spirit haunting Gaoling, or something more human? More sinister? My name is Zuko, and you’re tuning into another episode of ‘That’s Murder, Buddy’. Or: Sokka has no idea that his crush is the host of his favorite podcast. (But everyone else knows.)

i love the entire concept of this one, we love oblivious sokka

10. We’ll play hide and seek (to turn this around) by @crosspin status: complete (5k words) rating: general audiences pairing(s): sokka/zuko, bato/hakoda summary: Sokka gave him a sheepish smile. “It’s…well, you see, there’s this boy…” Hakoda sighed and set down the sports section. This was going to take a while. “He works at Barnes & Noble. At the big information desk in the middle. Every Saturday. And I really want to ask him for his number, but it’s super awkward because there’s always this other guy working the information desk at the same time. He’s old, like you. But I have a plan." Sokka’s eyes lit up deviously. “You come with me to Barnes & Noble today when they’re working and distract the old man. And while you have him distracted, I’ll swoop in and get the goods!” Sokka has a plan to ask out the cute boy at the bookstore. Hakoda is a begrudging participant until he meets the boy's beautiful older coworker.

this fic!! this fic! adorable, incredible, magnificent

11. feels like we only go backwards by @oldpotatoe status: WIP (88k words) rating: teen and up pairing(s): sokka/zuko summary: [Time passes oddly. Between one second and the next, Sokka has the Fire Lord pinned to the wall with his hands around the bastard’s throat. Golden eyes (one gold eye, his mind whispers) widen in shock. “Sokka?” he chokes out. And then he smiles. What the fuck? “Sokka, I—” Sokka slams his head against the wall, once, twice, and the smile wipes off his face. Good. “What,” Sokka bites out, “have you done to my sister?”] Or: An injury leaves Sokka with amnesia. His last memory is of the failed invasion, of leaving his father behind in enemy territory on the Day of Black Sun. Of hopelessness. Rage. But then he wakes up, and the war is over. Suddenly, he must come to terms with the fact that years have passed, and that he's somehow the Southern Water Tribe Ambassador to the Fire Nation. He is also supposedly friends with banished-Prince-turned-Fire-Lord Zuko, of all people. Close friends. Yeah, nah.

if you’ve been following me for a while you know this fic fucks me up beyond belief

12. breakable heaven by @fruitysokka status: WIP (43k words) rating: teen and up pairing(s): sokka/zuko summary: With his twenty-first birthday looming just around the corner, the Southern Water Tribe Elders have decided that Sokka, next in line to be Chief, needs to get married. Sokka does not want that, but he does need to get them off his back until he can figure his way out of it. What better way to do that than to pretend to date his best friend (and newly minted Ambassador to the Southern Water Tribe) Zuko? Seriously, this is a foolproof plan. Maybe one of Sokka's best. Absolutely nothing can go wrong.

this just in: sokka and zuko being oblivious makes me want to yell

this turned out a bit longer than i expected but it also doesn’t even cover all my favorites. i had to stop somewhere, or i’d be here forever. maybe i’ll make a part two someday.

anyway, enjoy!

[sondepoch]

Hello! Can I ask 6, 9 and 12? I hope you're having a good day 💖👑

6. What is a fandom you will never write for?

...Fairy Tale. It’s just. The memories. Oh my god. That was the first fandom I ever wrote for and it was such a distaster because I was such a shitty writer. Uuuurgh - it physically makes me cringe to think of those days. Smh. I kind of ruined that fandom for myself, lmao. 

12. Do you want to break your readers‘ heart or make them laugh?

Break their hearts. Over. And over. And over. 

I’m not a sadist, I’m seriously not - but there’s something special about the angst genre which just calls to me, and making my readers cry is my the ultimate goal of this blog :D

9. What are your favorite fanfics?

The list is waaay too long (I got carried away). So check under the cut ;)

Okay preface hgjsdkilakshflajsfhajghsqjdhajkashfjajsk this is NOT a complete list because there’s just not way I can get to everything :( I don’t want this to be a tag thing where I call out specific people on tumblr (and coincidentially make others feel bad), so I’m acc going to choose my favorite fics from ao3! Over there, the fics you see are exclusively tied to what time you log on and how far back you scroll, so don’t feel bad if you’ve written something and I haven’t mentioned it because it’s pure luck :)

Morningstar Café by demoncow97 is Lucifer x Simeon and it is perfection, every step of it (so wholesome omg)

Endangered Species by wintercelestial is Lucifer x Diavolo and it still makes me smile because of how fluffy - definitely among my favorite om! fluff fics

You'll have to ask your dad by DefenstrationProtestation (Sand_Cursive) is a 15k long character study of Lucifer and I’ve never read something which portrayed emotion so well (and holy fuck, op’s vocabulary is next-level)

The Purrfect Match by spicy-rainbow-pizza (Slowpoke_Curry) shows a cat!AU of Diavolo x Lucifer through the lens of Barbatos - and this might also be my favorite DiaLuci fic of all time just because it’s so adorable

To Set the Worst Things Right by Shardinian is among the darkest fics I’ve ever read, but op’s characterization of Satan is beautiful. Please. Read the tags on this one. I had to physically stop reading more than once, because I was so disturbed.

Checkmate by Okoru is ongoing, but it’s beautiful. DiaSatan, which is a rare pair - but OP is doing a phenomenal job

sudden and new by indiavolojones is my favorite fic by indiavolojones, which is saying a lot because I honestly adore every single thing they’ve written. It’s Asmo x Solomon, and it was written so well that I still think about this AU

the prince's consort by crestedhearts is some crushing angst, something this series is filled with. It’s centered around Diavolo and Barbatos and it is beautiful, from start to finish 

Cause You Don't Really Want to Go by polandspringz is the best Mammon fic I’ve ever read. It takes an extreme angle on his treatment from his brothers, but the conclusion...is perfect. MC is in this, but it’s not an x reader - but its message and execution is stunning

Operation Hot Potato by seraphinite is fucking. Brilliant. Ugh, it really might be my favorite Lucifer x reader fic of all time because the premise is so beautiful and the MC is so easy to project onto - I’ve reread this too many times for my own good.

intertwined by migraineroom is some wholesome Barbatos. And I’m a die-hard Barbatos fan <3

gently forced by luxettenebrae sends powerful messages about rape and friendship. And how the two cannot coexist within the same person. Levi-focused. It was terrifying to read. Look at all the tags before you start.

Carajillo by indiavolowetrust is my favorite OC fic. I recognize the stigma around them, but holy fuck. The plot. This one hits different. Barbatos-centric

Where Their Duties Lie by MayoraSadist is the fic which inspired Have Strength, My Lady. It was one of the first OM! fics I’ve ever written, and my heart never recovered from the angst

my salvation, my my by sawankos is my favorite asmo x simeon fic. It’s the kind of beautiful, soul-crushing angst which makes you want to give up yourself for these two lovers to be able to be together

Devil Doms by joonie_beanie features all the characters and it is pure smut, from start to finish. Super indulgent, but I adore every second of it - oml op’s writing style is on point

The Hardest Lessons Are Learned Alone (But We'll Pass the Test Together) by BBASLML is part of another larger smut series, featuring all the characters. It actually follows plot without being boring, and I love op for being able to do that

Ecdysis by AngelusLorelei is some fluff and angst, featuring all the brothers + the angels. Beautiful. Lovely. Elegant. 

Ask me questions about my writing! :D

[neko-shinigxmi]

.: Story Collection :.

   All of my fanfics for my F/Os! Cause I wanna move these over to Ao3 sometime soon, so. First thing to do... Is get them all in order, yeah? :’> So! My time to shine!!!

   Literally every story I’ve ever posted on this blog under the cut. (And a few saved spots for future stories I wanna write being noted with a saved space. Yeehaw.)

OTP; Purrfect Anarchy [Wrench / Reggie]

Kool Kat Meets DedSec

Throw a Fork At It

Naptime with A Crush

First Dance to Something Unfitting

First Mission, First Fight

First Time to See Your Face

Attempted Food Theft

Clouds and the Thoughts They Bring

Too Much of a Good Pizza

Protecting the Kat

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Why Not Get Married?

A Love Like Home

Kicking Back to Relax

Wedding Plans and Such Things

Memories of A Loved One

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Comforting a Kitty Kat

The Art of Poking (for Attention)

Kisses and Chip-Theft

Birthday Surprise

Home Sweet Home

The Kitten of His Eye

Five Years...and Surprises

Destruction of The Wrench [AU]

OTP; NekoHawks [Keigo “Hawks” Takami]

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Stargazing with His Crush

Struggles of a Lucky Cat

Beach Days at a Beach House

Summer Days

OTP; Seek Her to Keep Her [G’raha Tia]

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Comfort Your Healer

Lunch with the Exarch

Truth Revealed

Moving Ever Forward

Home Sweet Home [OT3]

OTP; Demons and Destinies [Dante]

Demigods and Half Demons

Weak Spots to Exploit

What Crush?

OTP; Garden of Love [Kurama]

First Date of Young Lovers

OTP; Of Smoke and Feathers [Delsin Rowe]

Feathered Assistance

Delsin Finally Asks Out His Fucking Crush

Zoo Illogical

OTP; Love Will Never Leave Us [Adrian Tepes]

Meeting the Dhamphir

Sharing a Coat in the Wintertime

OTP; To Love the Undead [Hector]

A Sudden Confession

OTP; Science and Violence [Handsome Jack]

Encounters of the Handsome Kind

No More Ghosting

OTP; Our Love is Law [Phoenix Wright]

The Night Before the Chaos

We Make the End Our Beginning

OTP; Everything’s Alright [Sal Fisher]

Totally NOT Jealous

Cuddles and Cuties

Closed Eyes and Tender Kisses

Out with the Old

OTP; Ruination Craves Company [Ardyn Izunia]

The Disappearance of Rachael

OTP; The Prince and The Destined [Sidon]

Stay the Night in the Domain

OTP; Death and Domination [Tord]

Comfort from the Leader

OTP; Ninja Pop Kisses [Akali]

Blow Up the Damn Business

Matching Outfits

OTP; Hearts Aflame [Axel]

A Day Like That One

[Chocobros]

Iggy’s Got a New Recipe

Learning to Set a Rod

The Gift of Reading

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Waking to the Shield

[Damara Megido]

The Ghost That I Love [AU]

OTP; A Cup of You [Godot]

Comforts and Coffee

OTP; Moon Bosses [Guzma]

Po Town's Movie Time

OT3; Freedom Under Moonlight [Mollymauk Tealeaf + Stellar]

Get Some Rest, Darling

A Conversation About the Afterlife [w/ Stellar]

Home [w/ Stellar]

OTP; Harmonious Understanding [Natural Harmonia]

You Make Me Happy

A Natural Proposal

Blessed Be the King

[Shiro - Takeshi Shirogane]

An Assuring Kiss

[Sugar + Zacharie]

Polyamorous Soulmates

[Toshinori Yagi]

A Night In

Your Hand in Mine

[Wilson Higgsbury]

Entering the Otherworld

[Ichimatsu]

Kitty Love

[Kylo Ren]

When You’re Not Looking [snippet]

OTP; May the Stars Forgive Us [Sephiroth]

Hand Comparisons [snippet]

OTP; Hollow No More [Cloud Strife]

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Knowing You Properly

OTP; My Missing Piece [Link]

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Hearing the Past

OTP; Purrfectly Venomous [Professor Venomous] (may also feature the ot3 pairing: OT3; The Rulers of Boxmore)

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At Risk [snippet]

[Agata]

Admiring You [snippet]

[Valmir Djt-Setlas]

Confusing Feelings [snippet]

[Sunny Day Jack / Joseph Haberdae]

Idiots in Love

First Meeting: Sunny Day Jack + Finding CloudyTown

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Crushes

Davesprite

Pining Over Feathers

Blue Oak

Coffee By the Ocean

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Platonic

[Edd & Matt]

Sometimes You Just Gotta Scream

[Batter]

Baking the Stresses Away

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~ Drabbles ~

Within the Dreams of the Astral Sea [FFXIV]

Don’t Hate You, It’s... [Genshin Impact]

First Meeting: Rhys Strongfork [WIP]

[ao3feed-tododeku]

Everything but Purrfection

Everything but Purrfection by soulmatesx

Izuku has... an issue. All he wanted to do was pet the random cat that had gotten past Yuuei's security sensors, he assumed that Aizawa had brought it in. No, he hadn't, the cat had somehow snuck in, probably because it was a small animal. Now Izuku feels like an idiot, now sporting a permanent pair of cat ears and a cat tail. He hated life at that moment.

Words: 4534, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Neko Deku AU

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku, Original Characters, Original Male Character(s), Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Bakugou Katsuki, Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka, Kirishima Eijirou, Class 1-A, Background & Cameo Characters

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Additional Tags: i forgot how to tag shit tbh, neko, neko Deku, deku is a neko, todoroki thinks its cute, kiribaku/bakushima if you squint, Same with momojirou, Happy Ending, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, todoroki is way to blunt, he doesnt understand social norms, Adorable Midoriya Izuku, Cute Midoriya Izuku, this is just to kick off this series, so its kind of bad, sry

Read Here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/17347568

[eulalielatibule]

Can we have more of the perfect pair au please it’s so cute and I love the idea behind it it’s awesome!!

Maybe r and Wanda’s first time? N maybe r doesn’t know what it is so Wanda has to show her and tell her about it?

Or literally anything at all I love them they are adorable

Thank you so much for the love!! I'm sorry this took so long to write. But I love this idea, I love a good corruption kink 😵‍💫 I hope you don't mind, I'm not the best at writing smut so this is a bullet point list lol.

Warnings: Smut, loss of virginity, corruption kink, innocence kink, maybe soft!dark?Wanda. BDSM dynamics. Mistress and Kitten honorifics. Fingering. Mentions of oral (r giving).

Minors and Blanks DNI. This is an 18+ blog and story.

🐈‍⬛ Maybe it starts with you and Wanda cuddling and she's petting your head, whispering sweet words to you.

🐈‍⬛ Her hand travels down to your thigh where she lingers, tracing idle shapes on your skin. You look so cute in a fluttery dress she made you for spring.

🐈‍⬛ "Kitten," she hums, looking down at you as her hand continues to feel your soft thigh, "Do you wanna play a little game?"

🐈‍⬛ Your eyes light up- you love games! Especially games with your Mistress. "Yes please, what kind of game?"

🐈‍⬛ She can't help but smirk at your sweet excitement. You're just too cute for words. "It's a very special game. The rules are that you are to obey everything I tell you to do, or else you get a spanking. Understood?"

🐈‍⬛ Your head nodded automatically. You hated when Mistress spanked you. You weren't naughty very often, loving being a good girl for her- you were made to serve her. It's in your nature. But sometimes you got cheeky and she had to nip it in the butt to deter that. "Yes Mistress, I understand."

🐈‍⬛ "Good girl. Stay still." She purred, letting her slender hand wander up your dress. "I've heard the dreams you've been having, baby."

🐈‍⬛ For a while now, Wanda had been reading your mind. She wasn't proud of it- everyone deserved their privacy. But she was just so curious about what her little kitten thought about. What she dreamed about.

🐈‍⬛ So when she found out you were having lewd dreams about her just about every night? Well she had to do something about it.

🐈‍⬛ "Shhh kitten, it's okay," she cooed when you started stammering, trying to find an explanation or an excuse. "It's okay. Everybody has dirty thoughts."

🐈‍⬛ Her hand starts rubbing your clothed pussy. When you jerk in surprise, she gives a swat to your thigh. "Make me proud. Stay still."

🐈‍⬛ Your eyes teared up from both arousal and frustration, you wanted to be good for her so so bad. "Yes Mistress, 'm sorry." She kisses your cheek in response and tries again.

🐈‍⬛ Rubbing firm, slow circles, watching you intently to see your reactions. "I bet you're confused by your dreams, baby. Are you?"

🐈‍⬛ "Uh huh, I- I never had those thoughts before. It was kinda scary." You admitted in a small voice. It was hard to concentrate when Wanda was making you feel so good.

🐈‍⬛ "Oh honey, it isn't bad or scary. It's good, it's natural." She said sweetly, kissing your cheek as her fingers pulled your panties aside.

🐈‍⬛ "Humans have sex all the time. It's just a way of life. And it feels so good." She couldn't help but moan at the feeling of your wetness. You had gotten so worked up so fast.

🐈‍⬛ "Are we having sex?" You asked in a shuddering voice, finding it hard to stay still with all the new sensations going on. But you had to stay still. You had to make Mistress proud.

🐈‍⬛ "Oh we're going to, baby. Don't you worry your pretty little head about it." She whispered, spreading your wetness around your achey pussy. When she touched your clit you gasped and twitched a little, but managed to stay still.

🐈‍⬛ Wanda rubbed your clit for a few moments, whispering words of praise as you sat so nicely in her lap. And soon she was delving between your folds, stretching your hole out so perfect.

🐈‍⬛ Using only two fingers for now- she'd add more once she thought you were ready for her strap.

🐈‍⬛ Your head felt like it was spinning, how good you felt. Humans did this all the time? How on earth did anything else get done?

🐈‍⬛ In this moment all you wanted was to have sex all the time. Wanda chuckled, "my little fuck toy."

🐈‍⬛ Soon you were feeling strange. These pleasure you were feeling was getting stronger and stronger, it was making you feel a little scared. Like something big was about to happen.

🐈‍⬛ Your orgasm exploded with a cry, your body arching as you blacked out for a moment. Wanda hissed as you clenched down so tight on her fingers, helping you ride out your orgasm as long as possible.

🐈‍⬛ She sensed you growing sensitive and pulled her fingers out slowly. First she licked your juices off her fingers, then she let you have a taste.

🐈‍⬛ You hummed around her fingers, moaning at the taste. "How is it, sweet girl? Do you taste good?"

🐈‍⬛ "Yes Mistress, never tasted anything like it before." You said sweetly, making Wanda smile.

🐈‍⬛ "Mm, you do taste amazing. Mistress wants you to taste her now."

🐈‍⬛ Your eyes widened- was that allowed? You felt like getting to taste Wanda was a privilege only the very best should be allowed to have.

🐈‍⬛ Your mouth watered at the thought. If Mistress was inviting you, then surely it was okay.

🐈‍⬛ "Yes, Mistress." She helped you get on your knees in front of her, mind racing at what was about to happen.

[falsehoods-and-fairytales]

A Little Bit of Light

Summery: It’s raining with loud thunder. Virgil is frightened but his big brother Patton tries to help him. (Fluff fic)

Word Count: 1,124

Warnings: Tiny bit of crying but that’s about it.

Pairings: Familial Moxiety.

Notes: This idea was given to me by my friend! She has an AU where Patton is 15 and Virgil is 6, both brothers. I’m really proud of this one since I managed to get it done in 2 days! If you would like to be tagged in my writing message me!

Patton had been sleeping peacefully. His dream was hazy and strange, almost undetectable. He almost had a grasp on what it was before-

CLASH-BOOM!

Patton's eyes snapped open, sitting up quickly. Clutching onto his blanket he stared out the window, letting out a shuttering sigh as he saw the heavy rain. He rubbed his bleary eyes before grabbing his alarm clock with both hands, squinting.

The fuzzy, red numbers glared 4:37 at Patton from the clock. It was far too early for this, Patton had decided, setting it back down. He rubbed his face, freezing when some thunder was accompanied by a short yelp nearby.

Virgil...! Patton thought. There was no one else in the house who would be frightened of thunder. Throwing off the covers Patton quickly got up and left his room, his memory helping him from bumping into anything. He padded down the hall until he reached Virgil's room. Patton heard Virgil faintly whimpering, his heart aching from the sound.

Cracking open the door, Patton peeked inside. “Kiddo? You okay?”

He regretted not putting on his glasses before-hand, now realizing he could barely see anything due to his vision. At least Virgil had a night light.

The movement and sound of Virgil peaking out from under the covers of his bed alerted Patton to where he was.

“Pat?” Virgil whispered, clutching his favorite cat plushie, which was covered in purple patches from repair.

“Yeah Virge, I'm here.” Patton said, carefully moving over so he could sit next to Virgil. “Everything okay?”

“It's loud outside.” Virgil said, scooting closer to Patton. “It sure is. It's pretty scary huh?” Virgil nodded. “Mhm.”

“Well it's just some thunder, it's not gonna hurt you.”

“It's really loud though.”

Patton wrapped an arm around Virgil. “I know, kiddo. How about you come and stay in my room? You'll be safe in there.”

“Okay.”

That was all Patton needed before he stood up and scooped Virgil up into his chest. More loud thunder caused Virgil to wrap his arms around Patton and rest the side of his face on Patton's shoulder. The very action made Patton smile softly as he went back into his room, making sure to not bump into anything.

Patton put Virgil on his bed and went to close the door before going to turn on the lamp on his bed side table.

Virgil smiled. “You look silly without glasses.”

“I'm aware of that.” Patton said with a small laugh, putting on his glasses that were left by the lamp.

With his glasses, Patton could see Virgil much more clearly. The small boy still had his cat plushie close to his chest and had old tear trails down his chubby cheeks.

“Oh Virge,” Patton said, moving to wipe away the old tears with his thumb. “That thunder really did scare you, huh?”

“Mhm.”

“Thunder is really mean sometimes.”

“Yeah, it's so loud, it's like it shakes everything!”

“Everything?” Patton said with a brow raised.

“Yeah! Even Mr. Toe Beans felt it!” Virgil said, holding out his cat plushie. Patton stifled a laugh, remembering how he was the one who suggested the name to Virgil. How Virgil thought it was so silly that it was purrfect.

“Wow.” Patton said, wanting to say something else before the loud CRASH of thunder startled both of them. Virgil whined, his eyes brimming with fresh tears.

“Hey hey hey, it's okay.” Patton said as he rubbed Virgil's back. “How about...I show you something special to help you feel better?”

“Something special?” Virgil said, his interest instantly caught. “What is it? Cookies?”

“No, something sweeter.”

“Candy?”

Patton shook his head, taking Virgil's hand. “Let me show you.”

Patton led Virgil to his closet, opening the wood doors to show a small area where only a few people could fit sitting down.

“Your clothes?” Virgil almost groaned.

Patton pushed away his shirts that were hanging. “Nope, sit inside.”

“It smells gross in there.”

“Hey!” Patton said, faking being hurt with humor twinkling in his eyes. “You've never been in here. It smells perfectly fine. Trust me.” Virgil gave a mischievous smile. “I don't know...”

“Aww, please? For your big brother?”

“Fine.” Virgil said, sitting down near a wall of the closet.

Patton smiled and stepped inside of the closet, sliding the door closed with his palms. The closet was enveloped in darkness, causing Virgil to whine. “I don't like the dark.”

“I know, just hold on.” Patton muttered as he sat next to Virgil, grabbing a blanket he knew was halfheartedly thrown in the corner. He wrapped Virgil up in it, the other immediately tried to snuggle deeper into the soft fabric.

“What's the surprise?” Virgil asked as he rubbed the blanket's material between his fingers.

“Look up.” Was all Patton said before plugging in a cord Virgil couldn't see, into the electrical socket next to him.

Suddenly the dark closet was lit by small fairy-lights that were hanging from the ceiling. Each tiny bulb twinkling softly as though they were stars, giving off a warm, yellow light.

Virgil gasped at the sight, his eyes wide as he stared at the lights. Tiny dots of light reflected from his eyes, as though his eyes were small galaxies, brimmed with wonder. Virgil reached up with one of his hands and tried to touch the lights, muttering curious sounds the made Patton's heart soar.

“Like it?” Patton said, smiling.

Virgil giggled. “It's so cool!”

“Yeah, I think so too.”

Virgil looked at Patton, noticing how the lights were also reflecting off his glasses. “You got stars on your glasses!”

“And you got stars in your eyes.” Patton said, booping Virgil's nose.

“I can't see them!”

“Trust me, they're in there.”

Virgil huffed, a sour expression on his face. “I wanna see them.”

“Maybe I can figure a way to show you another time.”

Virgil's face softened. “I get to come back in here?”

“Of course! There's no reason not to. But let's keep it just between the two of us,” Patton winked. “Okay?”

“Okay.” Virgil said, leaning against Patton's side. “I'm sleepy.”

“Wanna sleep in here?” Patton asked, wrapping his arms around Virgil.

“Yeah.”

Patton nodded and shifted positions, leaning against the wall with his legs stretched out. Virgil laid flat on his stomach on top of Patton's legs, head on Patton's stomach. With his cat plushie still tucked into Virgil's arms, Patton placed the blanket on top of the both of them.

“Sweet dreams Virge, I love you.” Patton muttered, ruffling Virgil's hair.

Virgil yawned, his eyes already closed. “I love you too.”

Although Patton the next day will wake up tired, his back aching, and his parents questioning why Virgil was in his room, he wouldn't trade that night for anything.

[ladysunamireads]

Everything but Purrfection

Everything but Purrfection by soulmatesx

Izuku has... an issue. All he wanted to do was pet the random cat that had gotten past Yuuei's security sensors, he assumed that Aizawa had brought it in. No, he hadn't, the cat had somehow snuck in, probably because it was a small animal. Now Izuku feels like an idiot, now sporting a permanent pair of cat ears and a cat tail. He hated life at that moment.

Words: 4534, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Neko Deku AU

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku, Original Characters, Original Male Character(s), Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Bakugou Katsuki, Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka, Kirishima Eijirou, Class 1-A, Background & Cameo Characters

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Additional Tags: i forgot how to tag shit tbh, neko, neko Deku, deku is a neko, todoroki thinks its cute, kiribaku/bakushima if you squint, Same with momojirou, Happy Ending, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, todoroki is way to blunt, he doesnt understand social norms, Adorable Midoriya Izuku, Cute Midoriya Izuku, this is just to kick off this series, so its kind of bad, sry

Read Here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/17347568

[little-writings]

Dandelions (Jumin x MC)

You and Jumin are in a meadow when you come across a patch of dandelions.

Word Count: 471

I’m not hitting you guys with any angst rn although with the latest AU I plan on doing it might end up being that way? Don’t worry I’ll be doing the posting format a bit differently to avoid a constant flow of it. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy this and have a wonderful day! Thank you! <3

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You rested with Jumin the meadow ahead of the vacation home, your body curled beside flowers blooming in the springtime air. 

Jumin’s head rested upon your lap, your fingers curling through his loose hair as you both spoke softly between each other. 

“Okay darling, you told me you’ve been preparing a joke?” He peered up, giving a precious crooked smile. 

You beamed, holding back your laughter. “Right! Right! Okay, so what’s a cat’s favorite TV show?”

He thought for a moment, scrunching his nose. “…I don’t know. What is a cat’s favorite television show?”

“The Evening Mews!”

He snickered brightly, letting out a faint sigh as his lips stretched from ear to ear. 

“…That was purrfect.” He cooed, watching as you could contain your giggles, clamping a hand over your mouth.

Yet as your gaze drew about you found a small patch of dandelions near the two of you, the white dots scattering about the stem. 

“Oh hey!” You took one of the dandelions, giving it to him. “Make a wish!” 

“Wouldn’t you like to make a wish?” 

“I will after you honey.” You chimed, ruffling his hair. “Go on.” 

He chuckled softly and closed his eyes to blow the dandelion.

And in the moment you swooped down, pressing a tender kiss to his lips as a smirk was clear on your features. 

As you lifted up your head, Jumin’s eyes opened, pink sprinkling his cheeks with his response.

“Well…it seems that my wish came true.”  

“Really?” Your gaze widened to the size of saucers, a warmth spreading in your chest. “Aren’t you sweet?”

“You’re perhaps the only one to think so.” 

“Then I’m the only one that’s right.” You replied, grabbing onto another dandelion and blowing to make your wish.

Yet as you lowered it, Jumin raised a curious brow. “What did you wish for?”

You kissed his forehead fondly, cupping his face in your hands. “For everyone  to see what an absolute blessing you are.”

He laughed lightly, adoration painting his expression. “Well love, what blessing would I be without my miracle?” 

You processed his words, feeling as if the sun had blanketed you in its light.

“I guess we’re just an inseparable pair then aren’t we?” 

He nodded, grinning. 

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” 

[believingispowerfulmagic]

Fanfic Master List (March 2017)

I figured it was time to update my list and to combine my two posts into one to manage easier. It’s long, so I’m putting it under a cut. 

Series:

All That Was Me

All That Was Me (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

AU! On a much needed vacation to England, Regina Mills-Ahern goes into Sherwood Forest during the Midsummer, when legend says travel between worlds is possible. She exits into a different forest, one populated with characters she only knew from fairy tales. Trying to return home, she encounters intrigue, friendship and love. Stable Queen, Outlaw Queen and other pairings.

What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve? (FF.net/AO3)

Set ten years before the events of “All That Was Me,” young Regina Mills and Daniel Ahern go on their first date.

The Life and Times of the Wicked Queen (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

How Zelena became the Wicked Queen in my story “All That Was Me.” Journey from Oz to the Enchanted Forest with one wicked witch.

The Land Without Magic (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

Sequel to “All That Was Me.” Regina Mills has been returned to the Land Without Magic and reunited with Robin and Roland. Together, the growing family faces the challenges of this world as they await the day when Emma will be called upon to break the curse. Outlaw Queen. AU

Once Upon a Time (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

Third in the "All That Was Me" series. With the knowledge that their friends are living their cursed lives only miles down the road, Robin and Regina try to figure out a way to rescue them. However, this brings them back in the path of familiar foes and they need to be more careful than ever-especially with three children now to worry about. Outlaw Queen, other pairings.

Dark Robin Saga

The Prince of Darkness (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

Season 5 AU. When the darkness tries to take Regina, Robin takes the dagger and becomes the new Dark One to protect her. As Robin and Regina adjust to the darkness inside him, everyone works together to save their friend and stop the Dark One once and for all. OQ with other ships in the background.

The Dark Legacy (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

Sequel to “The Prince of Darkness.” Happily married and raising their four children, Robin and Regina face two main concerns: Zelena and the dark magic about to awaken in their daughters’. When a strange figure begins stalking the girls, the two must band together with Zelena in order to protect their children from a cruel fate. OQ with other ships in the background.

Stand alone:

Thoughts in the Aftermath (AO3)

Following the events at Granny’s in the finale, both Regina and Robin muse about their situation.

The Magic of Christmas Day (FF.net/AO3)

Christmas comes to Storybrooke and Regina finds there’s still magic in the season.

A Thief and a Queen (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

A collection of my OQ drabbles, mostly written for OQ Week on tumblr.

Comfort Food (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

After horrible weeks, Robin Locksley and Regina Mills both reach for the last box of mac and cheese at the store. They decide to share it and find it is the start of a beautiful relationship. This relationship is explored in a series of one-shots. Outlaw Queen AU.

The Nanny (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

Regina Mills is hired to be the nanny for Roland Locksley, the young son of widowed millionaire Robin Locksley. She balances her duties as Roland’s nanny with caring for her ailing father all the while fighting her instant attraction to her employer and her own past. Outlaw Queen, modern non-magical AU.

It’s a Love Story (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

A series of one-shots based on Taylor Swift songs and Outlaw Queen. Will cover a wide range-canon, AU, Outlaw Bandit, Missing Year, etc. Will contain several ships in the background as well.

Building a Family (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

Ten-years-old Sophie Mills had a goal for her summer: Find her dad. With her mother, Regina, not wanting to talk about him, she comes up with a plan to find him from the one photograph that may contain him. When she does, she discovers she may have started looking for a dad but found a family instead. OutlawQueen, non-magical AU.

Henry’s Adventures in Fairytale Land (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

Based on “Babes in Toyland,” young Henry Mills wakes up after a car crash in a strange new world. He helps Regina, the Miller’s Daughter, on her quest to find the Toymaker in order to save her true love, Robin Hood, from the Wicked Witch. Will they succeed? And will Henry get back home in time for Christmas? [Gen with a strong OutlawQueen undercurrent]

Crown My Heart (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

OQ AU. Leopold realizes that Regina doesn’t want to marry him and sees a chance to strengthen Mist Haven’s relationship with a neighboring kingdom. He arranges for her to marry the new King of Sherwood, with whom Regina has an immediate connection. However, she carries a dark secret and faces a hostile court. Will their love be strong enough?

The Christmas Wish (FF.net/AO3/Wattpad)

Henry Mills and Roland Locksley are best friends who decide to ask Santa for one thing this Christmas: to be brothers. It's a wish which will have life changing consequences for all, especially their single parents, Regina Mills and Robin Locksley. Outlaw Queen, non-magical AU. Hood-Mills family

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An Enchanted Thanksgiving: One-shot set in the All That Was Me verse, where Regina introduces Thanksgiving to the Enchanted Forest.

Masquerade: Leopold throws a ball in honor of his anniversary with Regina. She meets a masked stranger there and shares a moment with him.

Caught: A mission goes wrong for Robin and Regina.

Forgotten: Set in Season 4B, Robin returns from New York to find the Evil Queen. Can he help her remember how much he loves her?

Assassin: King Leopold hires infamous assassin The Hood to kill his wife, Regina. Robin didn’t expect to be drawn to her.

Hades: When the Queen of Death finds a young boy in her river, her life is changed forever.

Archery: Regina agrees to spend a morning with Henry and Robin learning how to properly shoot a bow and arrow.

Hope: After an accident, Regina gets a peak into what her life could’ve been.

Pain Management: Regina takes care of Robin after he is injured and she soon learns he has an interesting reaction to painkillers.

Snowball Fight (Missing Year Trilogy #1): Robin and Regina get into a rather interesting fight.

On the Balcony (Missing Year Trilogy #2): Robin and Regina have a heart-to-heart.

Fever (Missing Year Trilogy #3): After Regina is injured during an attack, Robin takes care of her.

The Reveal: A season 4B AU. Robin returns from New York at the tail end of a battle for Storybrooke and learns something about Regina.

Waking Up: A sequel to Pain Management. What happens when the painkillers wear off and Robin wakes up.

Bath Time: Robin convinces Regina to relax after a long day.

Wicked: Robin and “Marian” go see a musical in New York City. Offers what my theory of what would’ve happened with the Marilena arc.

Happy Ending: A different ending for “There’s No Place Like Home” for Outlaw Queen.

The Dark One: Season 4 finale AU. With the darkness trying to take Regina, it is Robin, not Emma, who takes the dagger instead. (Became chapter 1 of The Prince of Darkness).

Comfort Food: Based on a prompt. Robin and Regina have no good, horrible weeks and reach for the last box of mac and cheese. (Became part I of Comfort Food).

The Reveal Part II: Sequel to The Reveal. Robin reveals what happened in New York and how he returned to Storybrooke.

A Purrfect Beginning: Based off a prompt. Robin gets off on the wrong foot with new neighbor Regina when his cat impregnates hers.

Aquatic Fun: When the Hood-Mills-Swan-Charming family spends a day at a water park, a friendly rivalry blooms between Robin and Regina.

True Love: Outlaw Bandit. Robin feels drawn to Regina, even after only meeting her once.

Family Matters: Regina needs a date and asks her best friend, Robin, to accompany her. She might get more than she expected.

Lost Souls: Interlude between “Lily” and “Mother.” Regina goes for a walk to clear her head.

The Nanny: Regina Mills becomes the nanny for the young son of billionaire Robin Locksley. (Became first chapter in The Nanny)

Welcome Home: (Set in the Comfort Food verse) Robin and Regina bring home the newest member of their family.

Teach Me: Robin asks Regina to teach him how to drive and she finds an incentive to help him succeed.

The Tattoo: In the missing year, Regina and Robin have a little competition.

Goodnight, My Someone: Outlaw Bandit. Regina and Robin wish goodnight to the same star.

The Storybook: In the missing year, Henry’ storybook comes to Regina and brings her closer with a certain outlaw.

The Impossible: Based on a prompt. Regina’s visit to Dr. Whale doesn’t go the way she planned.

Best Laid Plans: Based on a prompt. Robin’s surprise for Regina doesn’t go as planned.

The Talk: Outlaw Believer fic. Henry asks Robin to give him that all important “Talk.”

A Night Together: Written as a birthday gift and is mostly Dimples Queen. When the Charmings throw a ball, Regina offers to babysit Roland.

First Snow: Writing challenge. Regina and Henry introduce Robin and Roland to snow days.

Family Bonds: Regina worries that Roland feels bad that so many people remark about how much Peanut looks like Robin but he surprises her with his answer.

Love Thy Neighbor: Robin and Marian discover their new neighbors are swingers and he finds he has a passionate connection with Regina.

Dirty Secret: During Season 4A, Regina and Robin sneak around behind Marian’s back.

What Child is This?: Written for OUAT Secret Santa. Regina and Robin learn something surprising about Peanut.

Not Just Another Day: Everyone has forgotten Regina’s birthday...or have they?

A Drunken Misadventure: After a night of drinking, Robin gets a brilliant idea--confront the Evil Queen.

Baby's Firsts: Regina and Robin have bets over Peanut’s milestones.  

The Nanny: Christmas Interlude:  Christmas at the Locksley household, since I didn’t show it in The Nanny.

Comfort Food Interlude: Betrayal: Regina gets betrayed by the one thing she thought never would.

The Shower: Regina and Robin wash up after another monster attack.

Steal Away: Robin robs the wrong person...or has he?

Steal Away: Cohabitation: The Locksleys and the Mills adjust to their new living arrangements.

The Evil Queen and the Thief: When Robin Hood is captured, the Evil Queen has some fun with him.

Teacher and Student: Robin will do anything to pass his class. Professor Mills is willing to see what “anything” means.

Missing Year: Regina and Robin have a private moment before going to find Rumpelstiltskin.

Comfort Food: Invitation: Robin struggles with an important question--does he invite his parents to his wedding to Regina?

Comfort Food: Nightmare:  As the trial approaches, Robin finds that Regina is very affected by it.

Comfort Food: A Snowy Day: Robin and Regina enjoy a day in when snow blankets the area.

All That Was Me: Rescuing Regina: Robin discovers Regina is missing after the wedding and rallies the Merry Men to find her.

Secret Santa: Written for the 2016 OQ Advent Calendar. Regina suspects that best friend Robin is her Secret Santa but she is surprised at the reason why. 

A Place Called Home: Written for the OUAT Secret Santa. Regina celebrates Christmas throughout the years in Storybrooke and finds a home at last. 

A Valentine’s Day Surprise: Written for Love from OQ exchange. Regina makes a wish on her birthday and it slowly comes true. 

Jamie Hood Series

Daddy's Little Girl: Jamie (Peanut) wants to be just like her Daddy.

Mother Knows Best: Regina intervenes after Robin and Jamie have a fight.

Life With Siblings: Jamie and her bond with her brothers.

Friends and Extended Family: Jamie has to make a family tree, raising concerns in her parents.

Questions and Answers:  After getting her family tree back, Jamie has some questions for her parents.

Free Day:  Jamie meets her biological mother.

Hotel Verse (In order they happen in the verse, not order of publication)

(Can also be read on FF.net, AO3 or Wattpad)

The Hotel: When a termite infestation forces Regina and Henry out of their house for a few days, they stay at Storybrooke’s only luxury hotel. There she meets handsome handyman Bobby Locke.

Part Deux: Regina and Henry continue to spend time with Bobby and Roland.

Playdate: Bobby and Roland visit Regina and Henry for a playdate at the mansion.

First Kiss: Henry’s birthday party leads to a present for Regina.

Green-Eyed Monster: Graham finds out about Robin and Bobby. He is not happy. 

First Time: Now together, Bobby and Regina have sex for the first time.

Jealousy: When Regina gets jealous, Bobby assures her she’s his only one.

Memories: On a camping trip with Roland and Henry, Bobby has a strange episode that changes him. 

Merry Christmas, Regina Mills: As Christmas approaches, Bobby/Robin surprises Regina. 

[bleusarcelle]

Legendary Station Fic - Chap 1

Seeing as I’m almost done with this fic I thought it was worth posting it on Tumblr? So, yeah, huray. Klance Radio Station Au or Klance Boradcasters Au. or College Roadio Station Au. Lol Idw

I’m gonna say the same thing I said when I started this fic; 

Here's the thing: I know shit about radio stations. Here's the other thing: I don't care, I'm still gonna write the Au. 

Disclaimer: Voltron doesn't belong to me, sha la la.  

"Voltron , 104.5; the legendary station!"

The slogan was followed by a celebration sound effect that did nothing to silence Lance’s booming voice, "And CongratuLIONS, Christian! You just won two tickets to the Balmera Crystals concert for next Friday!"

The brunet laughs as more screaming and whooping appears on the other side of the line, "Don't hang up on me, alright buddy? Green is gonna take your call and give you more details." A few buttons on his desk later, "Did you got it, Pidgey?" He asks out loud and smirks when Pidge flips him the finger.

"Don't call me that." She snaps and Lance rolls his shoulders back, satisfied with the answer.

Lance cracks his knuckles as he leans towards his microphone, "Alright, guys, let's get back to our thing! Remember there are still a few more tickets left, so keep calling and you might be next the lucky lion to win! Now, let's hear this new Voltron Release, courtesy of your Blue Paladin, and remember you heard it here first in —" he pauses and finger gun points at Pidge, who grins and let the slogan roll.

"Voltron, 104.5; the legendary station!"

"See you after a small pause, my peeps!" Pressing the off button by his side, Lance pushes down his wireless headphones and flashes a grin at Pidge behind the glass, who is rolling around the Main Cabin on her green rolling chair.

"What do you think, Pidge? How we looking with the numbers?" He asks through the microphone and Lance watches as Pidge lazily reaches to press the speaker button on her desk.

"Well, Mr. Blue Paladin, not to ruin your fun but you’re still below Red." Her voice echoes around the RC and Lance let’s out a shout, slamming his hands against the table.

"Que, que? That Emo Mullet doesn't even have the busiest hour of the day!" He cries out, waving his hands in outrage, his attention focused on Pidge that he misses the sound of the RC's door behind him.

"That's because the content I offer is actually good and entertaining." A bored voice reply to him and Lance turns to see Keith at the entrance of the Recording Cabin, leaning against the doorframe.

And, yeah, okay, it’s one thing to interfere during his hour, even though they’re in commercials, but this is Lance’s zone, okay? And Keith has no right to come in here with his tiny messy ponytail and his freaking outdated flannel and looking like the bad boy with a soft heart, and with his sunglasses on top, allowing him to see the Alexandria’s Genesis in him and it’s not fair, looking that pretty —

Anyways, the point is that Keith sucks. Yes, that was the point, and Lance will not stand it.

"Oh no, no, no, no, nope. Get out, this is still my hour." Keith rolls his eyes as he closes the door behind him and walks towards the other end of the cabin, waving off Lance and his pout.

"Relax, Lance, I left my material here yesterday and I need it for today’s hour." The young man explains as he gathers the bunch of papers and books on the end of the table, feeling Lance's eyes on him as he makes the small journey.

“Why’re you here so early, though?” Lance questions, arching an eyebrow as Keith gathers his notes at the end of the round table.

The Astronomy student shrugs, not bothering to look up, “I finished the class's activity earlier than expected.”

Lance rolls his eyes, “Of course you did, Mr. Top of the Class.”

The Korean man shrugs nonchalantly, “Pretty easy stuff.”

Lance is about to reply, because Jesus, Keith, Physic stuff are not that easy are you a purple alien? But his eye catches the movement of the Live Light coming back to life. Flashing an annoyed glare towards Pidge, who didn't look in the least remorseful, Lance quickly pulls back up his blue headphones.

"Alright, guys, and we're back! It’s time for favorite segment of this hour; that’s right, let me tell you about these incredible pickup lines I got for you in Pick Up Out Of The Blue! —"

Keith snorts loudly as he exits, barely dodging the flying microphone thrown his way. He joins Pidge on the Main Cabin, MC as they call it, with Lance's voice echoing around the small room, and they both listen as Lance goes through his usual pickup line session with his audience.

When he first suggested it on a Group Meeting, a loud ‘No’ echoed from all the members, but Lance, being Lance, didn't take no as an answer and the very next day tried his new idea out and as everyone cringed and groaned in the MC during his hour, the station's phone went crazy and Twitter went off with notifications.

For some reason, people found Lance’s corny and cringy pickup lines endearing and even some of them actually asked dating advice from him, giving him the option to create a new segment inside his hour.

Those poor souls.

Three weeks later and it was a big surprise when Lance's pickup lines were more than popular and the rating of his hour in the Station grew. Lance still doesn’t let them live it down; he declared that it was his millionaire idea to dethrone Keith from being the Most Heard Broadcaster in the Station, not that Keith cared if he succeed or not, because unlike Lance, Keith honestly doesn’t care about his ranking, no matter how much Lance insist on their so called rivalry, the ivory teen just want to give the audience the truth, because, yes, people, the Moon Landing was a fake, open your eyes —

"Now, hear me out, because this one is the premium one, ready? ‘Hey, girl! I think you're purrfect.'"

Both Pidge and Keith groan at the same time as Lance continues effortlessly, laughing as he reads some of tweets the audience sends him with their own pickup lines and reading them out loud: a usual dynamic between Lance’s audience and him.

There’s a reason why Lance’s hour is one of their most popular, even though not the most ranked one, and it’s because Lance makes it seem like a casual chat between friends and if there’s something Lance is good at is making friends.

"I swear, I still have the theory that most of people that listen to his hour are fuckboys." Pidge grumbles and Keith laughs, leaning with his hip against the end of Pidge’s desk, eyes focused on the Cuban Broadcaster.

"From all your theories, that has to be my favorite one." Keith jokes before returning his gaze towards Lance, his eyes almost fond as he watches the brunet to bark a laugh and wiping a tear from his eye when he finishes a particular funny line.

Pidge watches him from the side and hums, "Keith, tone it down a notch, I can feel your pinning." She says, smirking when Keith chokes and losses his posture.

"Pidge!" He hisses, narrowing his eyes and making sure that the speaker button wasn't on. The young girl laughs before raising her hands in mock surrender.

"I'm sorry, man, it's just so painful to see you sometimes."

"Shut up, Katie."

Pidge opens her mouth in mocking indignation and throws her Rubrics Cube at him. Keith laughs as he easily dodges it, sticking out his tongue playfully.

"Children, children, what did we say about throwing stuff inside the studio?" demands a new voice from the entrance of the Main Cabin, making both teenagers to turn meeting Shiro’s unamused look, arms crossed over his chest.

"Ah, well,” Keith starts, shrugging his shoulders, “This might be a good time to say we need a new microphone." He informs nonchalantly as he points at Lance with his thump.

The Latino catches the action, realizing he was mentioned and he flips Keith off with his free hand, not stopping his broadcasting and sends a toothy grin at Shiro as a greeting. Shiro waves at him but narrows his eyes in the promise of a future lecture.

He waits until Lance visually pouts before the former pilot nods satisfied, knowing that his message got through.

"Go get ready, Keith.” Shiro orders, putting his attention back to the teens in front of him. “Your hour is about to begin in ten." The black haired teen nods and exits the MC, heading towards the RC.

"You good, Pidge?" Shiro asks once Keith is out the door. Pidge nods, pushing herself back from the desk, leaving open for Shiro to take over.

"All yours, Black."

"Two minutes, Blue." Shiro says into the speaker and shakes his head softly with a smile when Lance salutes him.

Shiro and Pidge stay quiet as they listen to Lance wrap up his show and Keith enters the cabin slowly, taking seat by Lance’s side with his notes and picking up his own pair of red headphones.

“Sadly, my peeps, as everything in this life, good things must come to an end, and so does my hour of today. I know, I know, it’s pretty sad, especially when I’m leaving you with Mullet Man —“

“They know my name, Blue.” Keith interrupts from his end, tapping on the right ear of his headphones to make sure it was connected with the Station’s signal.

“Quiet, Red, this is not your hour yet. I still have ten more ticks.”

“Ten, nine, eight —“

“Wait, no! Stop, I haven’t finish –“

“Five, four, three —“

“Remember your brave Blue Paladin for the hero he was! He went down fighting the mighty old fashioned Mullet —!“

“Blue! Leave my mullet out of your monologue!”

Shiro sighs and rubs the bridge between his nose as Pidge cackles while reading through the station official’s Twitter. The show went on a commercial pause, cutting off the bickering of the broadcasters, and it has been around three minutes since the Live Light went off and yet both broadcasters are still wrestling for the microphone.

“I will not surrender!” Lance’s voice echoes in the MC, as he’s tries to push Keith’s hand out of his nose and cheek, which only makes Keith to press it further, “Voltron will live on!”

“You ass! I’m part of Voltron!” complains Keith, equally trying to get Lance’s hand out of his face by slapping him.

Pidge’s amber eyes glanced for a second towards the digital clock above the glass window of the cabin presses the Speaker button, “Hate to interrupt your Love Quarrel,” she ignores Lance’s shout of indignation, “but Lance, finish your make out session already and go to class, it starts in ten minutes.”

“I’m defending my honor, Pidge!”

“Defend it on the way to class, moron. Let's go!”

“Fine.” He grunts out, slapping Keith’s hands out of his personal bubble, “Just because Mullet keeps clogging up my pores.”

Keith rolls his eyes and squeaks when Lance ruffles his hair as he walks behind him. “Hey!” he shouts, glaring up at the brunet.

Keith tries to remember to breathe when Lance laughs and flashes him a toothy grin and throws him a peace sign over his shoulder. “See ya later, Mullet, don’t bore the audience to death with your conspiracy theories!”

It’s Lance’s turn to dodge the already broken microphone.

“I saw that one, Keith,” echoes Shiro’s voice around the RC, “and it's on you this time.”

“We have wireless headphones that are linked by Bluetooth, Shiro, we don’t really need microphones anymore!” Keith complains, pointing at his own headphones to make an emphasis, and at his brother’s unamused look Keith groans and waves his hand in the air, giving him permission to start his hour.

Shiro chuckles as he takes seat on Pidge's chair and presses the Live button, sending Keith a thumps up which the Korean broadcaster mirrors with a smile.

“My fellow conspiracy theorists, welcome to another one of our session, it’s the Red Paladin speaking,” Keith starts off, falling into his usual opening line with ease as he relaxes and leans back on his rolling chair, flipping through his notebook, “Do I have some juice for you today, guys. Have you ever heard about the Mothman?”

“His conspiracy theory of the week should be: ‘Is Klance real or a myth?’” Pidge murmurs under her breath, making Shiro laugh.

“Go do your homework, Miss Holt, just because you have online courses doesn’t mean you’re excused to miss deadlines.”

Pidge groans as she takes out her laptop from her bag and makes herself comfortable on the couch of the MC, typing away with Keith’s theories as background noise.

Once Lance enters the MC and gathers his stuff, she waves him goodbye, and Pidge smiles when he waves back at her with a bright smile and with a quick look, she can see the screen of his phone, letting her see the Radio App open.

She has an idea on what he might be listening to.

[ao3feed-aizawashouta]

by soulmatesx

Izuku has... an issue. All he wanted to do was pet the random cat that had gotten past Yuuei's security sensors, he assumed that Aizawa had brought it in. No, he hadn't, the cat had somehow snuck in, probably because it was a small animal. Now Izuku feels like an idiot, now sporting a permanent pair of cat ears and a cat tail. He hated life at that moment.

Words: 4534, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Neko Deku AU

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku, Original Characters, Original Male Character(s), Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Bakugou Katsuki, Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka, Kirishima Eijirou, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Background & Cameo Characters

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Additional Tags: i forgot how to tag shit tbh, neko, neko Deku, deku is a neko, todoroki thinks its cute, kiribaku/bakushima if you squint, Same with momojirou, Happy Ending, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, todoroki is way to blunt, he doesnt understand social norms, Adorable Midoriya Izuku, Cute Midoriya Izuku, this is just to kick off this series, so its kind of bad, sry

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Nanny Wanted - Seeking purrfect nanny for cat and Star Wars crazy family

We are a family of four nerdlingers looking for a FT nanny/Au Pair to look after two cuties and become part of our family unit. Greyson is 4.5 and Abby is 2. Our home also has two cats to make it complete. Live in vs live out. We flexible for the right candidate. In addition to kids, must love cats, music, Star Wars! NannyWanted-SeekingpurrfectnannyforcatandStarWarscrazyfamily from Job Portal http://www.jobisite.com/extrJobView.htm?id=75659