#aww what a grumpy cat

[ennabear]

I really liked mean!abby, what would it be like shopping with her?

ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ EEEE i’m glad u liked mean!abby cause i crave this validation!!!! i’m making this about the kitten because i know she secretly loves it, but if you want something else lmk!!! 100% projecting here because my cats are fucking FREAKS. anyways enough yap i’ll let you read now!!!

“aww, abby, look at this one!” you coo, the small white kitten sleepily stretches it’s arms out at the sound of your voice. abby shakes her head, “we don’t need another one.” she says coldly. the kitten rolls over with it’s stretch, showing off it’s soft white tummy. you reach out to grab abby’s shoulder in excitement, only to find her halfway down the aisle, eyebrows furrowed as she stares at her shopping list.

you give the kitten one last smile before turning to follow her, stopping to gaze at her beefy arms effortlessly lifting a heavy box of cat litter. she catches you staring, mumbling an annoyed “cmon. we have places to be.”

“what, you’re already antsy to get home and see your favorite kitten?” you tease, elbowing her in the side. surprisingly, she chuckles at this. “sure, whatever you say.” you turn the corner, eyeing a jar of catnip with a ribbon tied around it.

“fuck no.” she spits, your hand awkwardly halfway in the air as you reach for it. “oh, stop.” you roll your eyes. of course she has to say no to everything, she’s fucking glued to that damn list. “i’m serious, don’t you remember what happened last time? she jumped on top of the fridge and spilled the whole container, there was glass everywhere.”

“okay?” you laugh. “don’t you think our daughter deserves to get a little zooted from time to time? you do it practically every night, such a hypocrite.” she sighs deeply, debating the pros and cons quietly.

“fine. but if she pisses me off one more time, i’m sending her to rehab.”

“what’s that cat’s name?” you ask the cashier.

“the white one?” he gestures to the glass box behind him. “she’s meowrie catoinette, it’s here last day here before she gets sent to a shelter.” god, you’ve never heard a more perfect name. the stars are all aligning.

you grab abby’s wrist before she can swipe her card, using almost all of your upper body strength to hold it in place. “no. and i’m not gonna say it again.”

“what if they kill her, abby?” you plead. she’s not sympathetic at all, instead shrugging and wrestling against your grip on her wrist. “do they do that at the shelter?”

“there’s really no way of knowing.” the cashier answers. “once they leave here, it’s completely out of our hands.”

the kitten wakes from it’s nap at the perfect time, stretching it’s pouty mouth with a big yawn, then looking up at you and meowing. abby breaks free from your grip, swiping her card and quickly shoving it back into her wallet. “how much is she?” you ask.

“any adoptions within the last week of their residency are free. we wanna make sure these animals go home.”

“great!” you beam, “we’ll take her.”

abby’s mouth falls open at your audacity. no matter how much she says no, how hard she puts her foot down, you always find a way to beat her. she doesn’t say another word to you, not as the young man hands you a small meowing kitten in a cardboard box. not on the drive home. not while you eat dinner, your girls next to you slurping at a plate of fancy feast. not in the shower as you massage her scalp.

and it isn’t until you’re both in bed, half naked and half asleep, that she mumbles a grumpy “so this is our destiny now? to be cat moms?”

[yukioos]

duvet — logan howlett x reader (1.0k)

warnings: cussing, reader calls logan ‘kitty,’ not proofread

summary: reader comes home with a cat, it’s clear logan’s not too pleased.

authors note: pls send requests i have no ideas!! ill be posting my masterlist & main post today. still on vacation but im trying to write when i can, i plan on rewatching the x-men movies again. also i don’t have a cat so i did a bit of research for this oneshot, sorry if it’s inaccurate!

“is that a fucking cat in your hands?” logan asks, not greeting you as soon as you walked into your shared house.

“mhm! isn’t it just so cute?” you answer, smiling at the kitten in your palm.

you slide off your shoes and take your coat off, walking down the hallway to logan. he stands near the kitchen, crossing his arms as he leans against a wall. his eyebrows furrow.

“looks like a damn rat.” he insults, glaring at the cat that lays comfortably in your arms.

the kitten opens its mouth and meows loudly at logan, eyes closing and almost falling out of your arms. you gasp and coo at her, scratching behind her ears. you stand next to logan, laying your head on his bicep.

you explain, “it was meowing outside near the trees. it’s fur is dirty, i don’t think it has a home.” and look up at your boyfriend with desperate eyes. you continue, “can we keep it?”

he sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, rubbing his face as if he’s annoyed. he gives you a blank stare, causing you to shrink under his gaze. you look away from his eyes and focus on the kitten in your hands.

it meows loudly at you as if it is trying to get your attention. it closes its eyes and opens its mouth to meow again, then slowly lays down in your hands. your eyebrows turn upwards in worry, and you sniffle.

“god damn it, fine, we can keep it. i’m not taking care of it though.” he gives in, huffing out his words.

“really?” you exclaim, looking back up at logan with a wide smile and shining eyes.

“don’t make me regret it, bub,” he states, rubbing your shoulder and kissing your forehead.

you sheepishly grin up at him and pet the kitten, knowing you need to bathe it. you walk upstairs, turn into your bathroom, and walk to the bath. you turn on the water and make sure it’s a good temperature before placing the kitten under it.

its fur quickly becomes drenched, and you clean the kitten, taking out all the dirt from its fur. once you’re done, you turn off the water and rub its small belly, reassuring it with comforting words. you grab a small towel from a cabinet and dry it off.

you keep the soft towel around its tiny body, carrying it with you down the stairs. you turn your head to see logan standing in the kitchen, making dinner for the two of you.

“aww, are you making food for us, lo? thank you!” you stand on your toes and kiss his cheek, still holding the kitten in your hand.

you walk to a cabinet and open it, taking a small, clear bowl and filling it with water. you place the bowl on the counter and gently place the kitten on it as well. logan pauses cutting up vegetables to watch the kitten slowly walk toward the bowl.

“i don’t like cats. they’re always grumpy and sassy and clingy. they can have rabies too.” the man next to you complains, shaking his head.

you grab onto his bicep, and a smirk grows on his face, “you just described yourself, handsome. the two of you will get along just fine.”

he stares at you for a moment before cutting the vegetables again, keeping a close eye on the kitten. it continues to lap up the water as if it were dehydrated.

“do you really not want a kitty?” you ask, concerned.

you hold onto his bicep and rub your thumb on the muscle, looking up at him. you don’t know why logan doesn’t want the kitten, it’s adorable and needs a home. you care about what he wants, so you expect an answer.

he replies, not answering the question, “i’m fine with whatever you want.”

you quickly add, “i know, but what do you want?”

he hesitates before answering your question, “maybe having a cat isn’t too hard.” he stares at the kitten intently.

hours go by and the two of you are done eating dinner together. you sit on the couch alongside logan, who stares at the kitten on your lap. you watch a television show at low volume, not wanting the kittens hearing to go bad.

your eyelids begin to feel heavy, and you lay your head on logan’s shoulder, fingers interlocked. you feel the kitten begin to crawl out of your lap and onto logan’s, whose thigh is touching yours.

“you are a cute cat, aren’t you?” he takes a moment, supposedly petting the kitten. he adds, “guess you’re gonna be here for a while. better not take all my attention, you rat.”

you try to hold back a smile, now knowing that the reason logan didn’t want the kitten is because he wants to keep your attention for himself only. your face warms up, and logan picks you up bridal style. you try not to react, trying not to cling to his body.

you hear the sound of the large screen turning off, and the sound of his footsteps carrying you up the stairs. the door creaks, you guess it’s the door to your shared bedroom. you softly drop on the bed, and a hand caresses your arm.

you feel fur on your stomach, logan had brought the kitten with him. a large dip and creak in the bed signal that he’s climbing into bed with you. covers lay on your body, and an arm wraps around your waist.

he kisses your temple and whispers incoherently, rubbing your arm with his thumb. small paws travel up to your chest, and soon you feel a ball of fur on your neck. you smile and turn your head to the mutant, kissing his cheek and grabbing ahold of his hand.

“g’night, kitty.” you mumble, talking to both of them.

“g’night, bub.” logan mumbles back into your hair.

[maririna]

✧˚ · .Cat Got Your Tongue?

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Dr. Ratio x Reader

> In which you bring home a stray.

Word Count: 1.7k

Mari's Note: So I had this dream with him and a cat and I felt compelled to write something with it lol. Surprisingly, it came out sorta cute than I thought <3

Dividers by @/saradika-graphics

"No. Absolutely not, I would not agree to such a proposal."

"Aww, why not?" You raise its paw waving it as if saying hello towards a certain grumpy lover while you support the feline with your free hand, keeping it close to your chest. "I think it'll be beneficial to keep it."

Minutes prior to your arrival, you had overheard high pitched whines directing from a secluded alleyway that was surrounded by stagnant puddles as a result of the dreary rain that just occurred.

Discovering the source, you were met with a surprising sight of a cat in a box, finding solace in the warmth of a battered newspaper, eyes wide and seemingly clueless from the situation it was in. You ofcourse had fallen in love and before you came to your senses, you were already in front of the door with said cat. 

It's rather unusual for you to make a grandiose request to Veritas, being satisfied with what you have and had been given, you are never used to asking for anything more. Perhaps it was intuition that struck you and you decided to stick with it.

"What a preposterous idea. I do not need some creature's mouth to feed." Veritas sighs, his hand rubbing his forehead. "Such a despicable thing would have the potential to create chaos and disruption to my work and research."

You raise your eyebrows, "Oh? Who said you'll take care of it? I'll fully take responsibility."

"Please?" You press, "The poor thing must have been starving and besides, we need a friend at home." 

"Good grief, have you even acknowledged the fact that the Felis catus species possess only an average IQ of 2?" He sighs as you shoot him a pleading gaze, the cat mewling in your arms, unaware of the doctor's insult.

With a hard look, he huffs and finally gives in. 

"Fine, only if you were to provide adequate training, necessities, complete supervision and most significantly, establish proper behavior, I may allow your preposition. However!" he halts. "If it interferes with my research and our house conditions, it's out."

You cheer, scurrying your feet to give a peck on his cheek, following with a stretch of your arms for the cat to do the same except it was met with a palm of his hand. "Oh no, no. Not the animal." 

You wont lie, having a new family to the household made things livelier, especially on the days where Veritas had been absent due to the Intelligentsia Guild. The cat had quite a calming effect, you were able to indulge into your work and daily schedule without the rush of anxiety on those same days. With dedicating your free time towards bonding and training the cat, you had also set aside its own space in your humble abode far Veritas's work desk and absolutely further from the intricate stone carvings in the shape of your lover. 

You also discovered that your new companion is a lovely and polite tom cat.

Veritas so far (and so good) did not seem to mind, letting the animal even roam around the living room frequently since it was a portion of the home that contained none of his papers and nor does he seem to mind the soft meows requesting for attention or inquiries of the food bowl being filled.

You are currently settled down on your couch with your darling joined with you. His eyes concentrate at a book on hand, the gentle sound of pages being flipped by the featherlight touches of his fingers fills the room alongside the occasional soft purrs of your feline friend who is nestled comfortably onto your lap. Its rhythmic breathing soothes you as you hum in content, nothing but peace and tranquility envelopes the space.

You were interrupted from your thoughts with the sound of Veritas’s book slam shut.

“Have you gotten accustomed to the new addition to our household? I am not one who engages nor enjoys the affection and sentimentality derived from owning a domesticated animal, however in your case, you seem to say otherwise.”

“Does it seem obvious?” 

You focus on feeling the softness of the cat’s fur as you carefully thread it with your fingers. His ears twitch from your intrusion, eyes shot open like he was not asleep just a second ago, he lets out a yawn, flexing his back into a wide stretch with a flick of a tail. He jumps from your lap to the couch, kneading it. You grin, muttering a totally unapologetic ‘sorry’.

The cat strolls over, a faint purr rumbling from his chest as he begins nuzzling against Veritas's thigh who visibly flinches. You notice his hand almost ready to raise, only to have it actually end up meeting upon the animal’s head which meows in delight, pressing his muzzle to the palm of your significant other’s hand, rubbing against it.

You see him cringe and tense up but you still credit his effort and beam at the sight. To see him be physically affectionate with the animal was unexpected, deep down you assumed he might have disliked the cat. Maybe he is still foreign with the change. 

“I guess so, the cat has been very therapeutic to me if I'm being honest,” you add.

He scoffs, "Although that is something I can never relate to," you don't see it, but his eyes soften a bit. 

A hand rests on top of your hair, "If it refines your cognitive performance and brain activity then I would have no objections and no reason not to accept the animal."

Veritas removes his hand and you almost miss the warmth. "Regardless, if he does not come aligned with my terms and conditions–"

"I know I know, geez. The cat has been nothing but a sweetheart." You cut him off and pout, "Isn't that right...?”

You pause.

“Uhm…”

Your partner raises a brow, "...are you implying you had never designated a name for him until now?"

You sweat, "...I haven't"

"Ridiculous."

"Well, it's hard to think of one!" you retort.

"Nonsense. You had already established a bond with him, although I would not necessarily care but I assumed it would have been natural to issue him a name.”

“You think of one then!” you puff your cheeks.

Veritas places his hand under his chin, absorbed in thought. Wait, Is he actually considering it?

“I would rather not. I am in no way having the slightest care over it as I deem it not crucial.”

You stick a tongue out to him, so much for having the tiniest belief from your heart in him. You can't help but deflate, feeling dejected that he doesn't fully welcome the cat as you expected.

For the next few days, you have been brainstorming, stubbornly attempting to choose a name, basking in countless research and books.

"Hmm, I don't like any of these." You groan in exasperation, rummaging through the pages of a book for a potential fit of a name, only to prove you no luck. Cursing under your breath, your face falls flat on the surface of a page.

A name is crucial for a pet, one to call out to, to get attached to, and to bond with, he deserves to have one like every other being. You have asked Veritas for any suggestions or if he can at least help but your actions bear no results.

With heavy defeat, you are forced to drag yourself towards the shelves for the cat's lunch. Geez you can't keep calling him just ‘cat’ forever, can you?

You spot the animal mewling over from the corner of your eye, trying to catch your attention to fulfill his hunger but notice something out of the ordinary.

Huh?

You see that he is wearing...a collar?

He tilts his head curiously, looking at you with doe eyes, meowing once more. You don't recall ever giving him one, only toys and cardboard boxes he seemed to like to conceal himself in all the time.

As you take a closer look, you discover something even more odd. A silver metal hanging around the edges of the leather–a name tag.

Your fingers glaze over the tag, feeling the sturdiness of the material, seeing a word engraved on it.

'Archimedes'.

You couldn't contain the smile that goes up to your face, your heart starts to race with happiness and relief. Only one person would come up with a certain name like this.

It seemed perfect for you, to think that he chose this name seems undoubtedly much like him. 

"Just so you are aware, I had scientifically engineered the collar to be a precise fit for him, including the exact millimeters alongside taking consideration of the feline's anatomy and measurements." 

Following the sound of a voice, you see the man himself, holding a piece of graph paper of what you assume is a detailed illustration of his creation as he carries himself with elegance and confidence.

"I created it to be comfortable, durable, and lightweight. In addition to that, I installed features that can accurately measure his vitals, from heartbeat to temperature with a built-in system that will notify us if there exists any malfunctions to his vitals."

As much as you are filled with joy and gratitude you couldn’t help but feel the need to go for the tease. 

"Oh? I thought you didn't want to keep him? Hm?" your tone is mischievous but playful.

You feign being in deep thought, resting a thumb underneath your chin. "Why is there a collar in him which by the way was specifically made for him by you and named him yourself if you wanted to get rid of him oh so badly?" 

"Research indicates having a feline cultivates a productive space for effective studying. I am simply experimenting with Archimedes. It would be favorable in my end to conduct my hypothesis if there is a word for him to respond to." He crosses his arms, his eyes suddenly interested in one of his many statues from the corner of the room.

"Right. Whatever floats your boat.” 

“That is known as buoyancy.”

...this man.

You lightly flick his forehead, trying to stop him from speaking any further as to save yourself from being trapped into another one of his hours-long lectures. 

“You are a dummy, y’know?” Before he could reply, you wrap your arms around him, his body relaxes, a silent invite for you to continue, feeling the tenderness and warmth of his skin. You brushed off strands of purple locks from his face, giving him a loving kiss. 

“Thank you, Veritas."

His eyes refuse to meet yours as he is rendered speechless.

"...Idiot"

"...But honestly, Veritas, you should have just opted for a normal collar."

[barbarianbookhoe]

hiiii! request for kaz x reader but they have a toddler together

Aww, I love toddlers! I have a cousin who's almost 3, and I play so much with him, ah (I swear he never sleeps)

A/N: I kinda imagine Kaz as a boydad (not really sure) (but if requested I can write one where he has a daughter) Kid's age isn't specified, around 2-3 years old. Btw, I tried a gender neutral reader, but it wasn't as good as I hoped, so this is a fem!reader x Kaz. Sorry for grammar mistakes!

TW: touch aversion, loss of brother, miscarriage

(I swear it's a fluff story, we just need to get through the dark ages first)

It was a faint noise at first, which Kaz decided to ignore, despite his instincts. It was coming from one of the streets below. Another noise came, this time louder, that was definitely coming from the room next door. He still tried to ignore it.

The third time around Kaz didn't bother pretending that the crying noise would resolve itself, so he sat up in bed and reached over to his side. He found it empty, which made him get out of bed and walk over to the entrance of the room attached to the bedroom.

But he came to a stop when he noticed the crying toddler from mere seconds ago, now soundlessly sleeping in your arms, as you cuddled him to your chest, lightly rocking yourselves in the rocking chair.

"It's okay, I got him. Go back to sleep," you whispered to him, not even looking up from your son. Kaz let out a quiet scoff. "And have conversation with the ceiling? If we're both already awake, then I'm staying." He said and sat down on the windowsill next to you.

"Your grumpiness in the morning won't be my fault," you told him on a sing song voice, not wanting to wake your child. He just rolled his eyes as he caressed his son's head. "You hate the mornings too, wife."

"At least I don't have the temper of a wet cat, husband."

Husband. Kaz took a moment to take the word in. Even after years of being married, he still couldn't believe it when you called him that. Calling you his wife came easily to him, as if his well protected heart knew who you were, long before his mind got drowned in you.

You never would've guessed you'd be holding his hand, let alone be in the same bed with him. It took the two of you months to get this far. Ever since Kaz told you that he wants you to stay with him, in his own way of course, he had been trying to get past his aversion to touch. He never told you, worrying that you wouldn't see him the same, so he did it in a way that wasn't easily noticeable.

It started with the proximity. Day by day, he sat or stood closer to you and the Crows, getting used to the possibility of accidental touches. Then came touching your arm and back, making it seem as if he's just guiding you somewhere. He did that a lot as a protective gesture.

After the second month of these little things, Kaz got fed up with himself one night, when you got stabbed on your leg and he couldn't help treating your wound. So, out of pure annoyment with himself, when you came into his office with some documents he asked for, he grabbed your waist and held you close to him. Your bodies weren't touching yet, but it was closer than you've ever been to him.

Both of you just stood there, not moving an inch, getting used to the feeling of Kaz holding you, despite the multiple layers of clothing. It was like a breath of fresh air.

So, with months of carefully calculated work, Kaz was able to sleep in the same bed with you, holding your hand, without a knot in his stomach, or phantom hands trying to pull him under. He only needed one look at your calm, content face and he felt like he could breathe again.

"This is what I've been saying! I shouldn't have even though about it!" Kaz said sternly, more to himself than you, as you sat on the edge of his bed, clutching his shirt to your chest.

"Kaz, we both knew this wasn't going to be easy! But the fact that you've been making progress for more than 3 years now, means that you care enough to try," you told him as his hands went through his hair. "You care enough about me, about us. And that means a lot to me."

"Clearly not enough, if I cannot even do this..." he whispers to himself, but you hear him and look at him with anger. "How many fucking times do I have to tell you, that I don't need you to do this? That I'm not demanding this from you?"

"You know you could make it easier," Kaz finally looks at you, frustration written on his face. "You could go to a brothel and get it done, without watching your partner lose his mind and cry in a corner."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" You ask, the disbelief clear on your face as you stare at him. "Oh, you're serious? Damn it Kaz, I did not stay in Ketterdam because it was the easy way! I did not stay to watch you punish yourself for everything!" At your raised voice he looked at you as if he couldn't decide if he heard you correctly.

"Do not look at me like that, you know what I'm talking about! I'd like to remind you, that you were the one who said progress takes time, and that it's worth the waiting. That I am worth the waiting! So please Kaz, don't beat yourself up over this," you say the last words on a soft voice, that Kaz swears could lull him to a dream.

Kaz curls his hands into fists, but lets them relax as he sats down on the edge of the bed next to you. You look at him patiently, waiting for him to reach out to you. Despite the feather light touch he places on your cheek, his cold blue eyes seem to hold a certain heat to them.

"I'm blaming myself, because I can't touch you, or hold you, the way I want to," he whispers, his voice raspy from his emotions. "The way a woman like you should be held," he practically mouths the words onto your shoulder, slowly making his way to your neck.

"I would give all my money to treat you like you should be," he places a kiss on your cheek and pulls away from you, and you keep yourself glued to your spot, respecting his boundaries. Though, a voice inside you tries to convince you to pull him back.

You don't hide your feelings from him, instead you look at him with a heated gaze, and let him decide if he wants to continue or not. You could do it tonight, you want to do it, Saints you've been wanting to for a painfully long time, but you will never pressure him to make the first step. It won't lead to anything good if you push him, so you just keep sitting there, patiently staring at his eyes.

And when he nods, just a slight tilt of his head meaning he's ready, you reach out to take his face in your hand.

"Kaz?" You whisper and he hums in response. "I will give you all the kruge in the world, if you have tonight alone with me."

"You're bribing me into my own bed? I didn't expect this from you, Y/N," he says as he slowly removes the shirt you're still holding to your chest. You move up on the bed as Kaz tovers over you, his hands on each side of your head.

"Anything to get what I want," you whisper as you glance down to his lips and back to his eyes. Kaz slowly leans down to your lips, not wanting to rush himself. "Oh? And what do you want, darling?"

You don't even have to think before the word slips off your tongue, as natural as breathing.

"You."

Everything was fucked up. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. When Kaz reached out to his Crows for a job, for old times sake, a heist that shouldn't have been quarter as serious as the Ice Court, it went sideways at the last minute.

It was a blur to all of them how they got out, and none of them dared to question their luck. While you and Nina carried a bleeding Jesper back to the Slat, you suddenly felt a sharp pain in your abdomen, fearing that it might've been from a kick, or worse, a stab wound.

Inej, Wylan and Kaz surrounded the three of you, keeping an eye out for any more threats. Kaz pushed the Slat's door open for you to go inside, and Nina helped you get Jesper up into his old room, quickly setting him down on a desk he left there.

You were all grateful that almost no one was in the building, too busy living their life on a Friday night.

The pain in your abdomen appeared again, and you quickly checked yourself for a wound or bruise, but finding nothing you ignored it. Maybe it's from stress, it wouldn't be the first time.

The silence quickly disappeared when Nina and Kaz walked into the room, Wylan and Inej hot on their heels. They began arguing about Kaz's planning, Nina's still intact fear of using her abilities, Kaz's stubbornnes, and so on. You tried to yell at them to stop, not wanting to deal with their differences at the moment, but they didn't listen, even after multiple of your attempts.

During one of your outbursts, you sent Inej down to the kitchen to calm Wylan down and keep him company. She only returned to gave you a bowl of water and a towel, to clean off Jesper's wound.

As you worked, the sharp pain increased in your stomach and it took every ounce of your will to not double over. You didn't notice when Kaz and Nina had stopped their argument, but you did notice the eerie silence that followed. You were just finishing stitching Jesper's side, when you grabbed your stomach as a new wave of pain washed over you.

No.

No, no, no, no. This can't be happening. This is not what I think it is, you thought.

Please, don't let this be what I think it is.

You took a glance at your dark pants, but didn't notice anything, so you slided a hand between your thighs and checking it, you saw blood. You knew what it meant. You knew what this was, yet you had to take a second to fully wrap your head around it.

"Are you alright?" Nina asked from the foot of the bed, checking both you and Jesper. "Are you hurt? You look pale as a-"

"If she was, she would've told us Zenik," Kaz said on his usually cold voice, making Nina snap back at him. "How am I supposed to now, if I don't ask? Wouldn't be the first time one of you hid a wound-"

"Just shut up," you told them, but they didn't hear you over their new argument, and you felt the tears burning in your eyes, as you put a blanket over Jesper out of protectiveness for him.

You could feel the blood dripping down your pants, down to your leg, and you felt like throwing up. You took deep breaths to keep yourself from completely breaking.

"Wait, just, shut up for a minute Brekker!" Nina told Kaz and he was ready to snap at her, when Nina turned to you sternly. "Alright Y/N, I can literally feel the blood around you, so if you have any-"

"I need you to bring me my bag," you told her, not looking up at her, the pain still too evident on your face. "It's a brown bag, with clothes and hygienic stuff in it, it's under the bed in Kaz's room."

"Are you sure you're alright? I can check if there's anything that-"

"Nina, I'm having a miscarriage, would you fucking go and get it?!" You snap at her and making the mistake of staring at her while doing so. The unshead tears mixed with the pain in your eyes makes both Kaz and Nina freeze.

Kaz looks at you with wide eyes, his face going visibly pale, and his cane almost slips out from his hands. He manages to catch himself and leans his back to the wall for support. Nina doesn't know what to do, she just stands there, the tears streaming down her face. Before she could even try speaking up, you stop her.

"Please Nina, I beg of you, just get me that damn bag," your voice cracks as you try to hold back yourself from crying. As Nina opens the door to go, you will yourself to walk out the door, away from Kaz's hand, all the way to his room. Nina doesn't say anything as she gives you the bag, just looks at you mournfully, gently giving you a half hug.

You and Kaz stand in the room for what feels like hours, when you move to the small bathroom, unpacking your bag.

Why did I even ask Nina? I was heading here anyway. Nevermind, it got me time to compose myself until I got here, you tell yourself, a distraction from wanting to collapse to the floor.

When you felt the first tears escape, you furiously wiped them off, quickly getting some stuff from the bag. Your vision began to blur from your tears, despite your violent attempts at getting rid of them.

Kaz watched you with a mix of sadness, frustration and shock. He didn't even know you were pregnant. Maybe you didn't either, maybe you were just guessing, figuring it out. The state he saw you in when you realized what was happening, it was a stab to his heart. He didn't know how he could comfort you. He always understood your pain, but this time he knew he wouldn't. He would never fully understand this loss.

As he watched you become more furious with your tears, still trying to keep yourself from falling apart, he was there to catch you. Kaz abandoned his cane and wrapped you in a hug and let himself slowly slide down to the floor as you sobbed in his arms.

You told him you weren't ready for a child. He agreed that he wasn't either. Then why did this hurt you so much?

"I can't," you said but Jesper just scoffed. "Oh come on! I celebrate my wedding only once, and I already got Inej to drink. I believe the pirate life got to her," he giggled and you just shook your head at him.

Yes, Wylan and Jesper finally got married, which resulted in a small celebration within the Crows. Everyone was at their mansion in the dining room, congratulating the newly wed couple. Kaz was more alert than ever, never once leaving your side for more than a few minutes. Jesper even commented on it, which resulted in Kaz hitting his head with a slice of cake.

Jesper didn't mind though, he ate the remains off his head without problem.

"Just a sip for me, love! I even bought that fancy drink you like," Jesper said, practically begging you, but you just giggled at him. "Jesper, if a woman says no, then it's no."

"Alright, alright," he held his palms up, not pushing further. "Just tell me why. Normally, you wouldn't miss out on an occasion like this."

You took a quick glance at Kaz, and when he tried to cover up his boyish smirk with downing his drink, you smiled at Jesper.

'Yes, but normally I wouldn't be four months pregnant." The silence that came was filled with shock. Except the sound of Nina choking on her food, and Inej hitting her on the back for help.

"You're what?!"

"I'm gonna be an aunt, I'm gonna be an aunt!"

"I knew there was a reason Kaz acted like a guard dog lately!"

"Saints help this child,"

Everyone got so excited and busy with talking to you, that it gave Kaz a moment to relish in your presence. The way you were constantly smiling at them, already glowing from joy, your hand never letting go of Kaz's under the table. When Kaz felt someone's gaze on him, he glanced around to see Nina staring at him with a bittersweet smile, as if remembering the same thing he had on his mind.

This will be different. This will be better. This will be good.

As you came closer and closer to the end of your pregnancy, you became a hurricane of human emotions.

After announcing the news to the Crows, it was only a matter of time before you started showing. You and Kaz were both terrified of what could happen if anyone in the Barrel found out about your pregnancy. After endless days of debating with Kaz, you decided to move to Lij, Kaz's hometown for a few months.

The countryside relaxed you, and Kaz found it that if you had moved here sooner, maybe he could've evaded the aftermath of your mood changes. He thought this calm and happy version of you was far better than the one throwing knives at his head for gaining weight.

Since you came here, Kaz tried to deal with his trauma in this place too. He could still feel Jordie here, and in the first few weeks he was sure he was going to go mad. Until one night, when you were over the moon with the baby kicking, you advised Kaz to find peace within this place. So he did.

Reluctantly, annoyed and terrified to his core, but he did. He made a headstone for his family, he let himself mourn, remember the boy he once was.

He also didn't stop being Dirtyhands, now doing it via letters. He had Wylan and Jesper to take care of things for now, along with Anika and Specht. Kaz made sure to check on them quite seriously, despite not being able to go for more than a day or two.

One day he found himself working on the same things his father did in his memories. He made sure the little farmhouse had stable staircases, he rearranged the furniture almost everywhere, he fixed the bed frame in the bedroom, also fixed every single lock, door knob, window, and even made time to take care of the farm itself; the trees, the crops, the two horses in the stalls.

Despite trying to keep his hair as dark as possible, Kaz Brekker couldn't hide from the sunlight. Especially not when you looked the happiest when seeing him basked in sunlight, his hair brown like chocolate basked in honey.

"Just one more!" Nina shouted as you groaned in pain. You told Kaz that you wanted Nina to deliver your child, despite her lack of training. Though Nina helped assissting births before, this was different. All three of you knew it was different.

The baby was coming weeks earlier than they should've, which made you panic more than anything. You gripped the bedframe above your head so tightly, you could hear the wood creaking.

You've been at this for a few hours now, and you just wanted it to stop. Everything hurt and you wanted this to be over. Nina kept shouting at you, finding it the most effective way of keeping your focus on her. Kaz didn't leave your side for one second, except when Nina needed something to help her.

At first he kept his gloves on, the sweat of your skin making him doubt himself, but as the hours passed he got rid of them. His hand was gripping yours, trying to take away from your pain, if it was even possible.

But when you heard that cry, you felt the world stop. Nina was saying something as she checked on the newborn to make sure he was alright, but you couldn't hear it. The only thing that you focused on was the little boy, that was now placed on your chest. Everything fell into place as you stared down at him, with Kaz wrapping an arm around your shoulder, looking at his son like he was some kind of treasure.

You have spent hours in the rain to get information. You had knives thrown at you. You escaped death multiple times. Once you even drank poison to make a bluff look real.

All of them seemed like a walk on Sunday compared to the first year with your son. You could go on and on about how he didn't want to sleep, then didn't want to eat, then he would only stop crying when Kaz was holding him, then when he was constantly crying in his arms, scaring Kaz who had a hard time keeping the newborn at his chest, that when your son began sitting you were in constant fear of him somehow rolling off the bed, and-

And you would still say you love him more than anything. Because when he wasn't frustrating you, he was the happiest kid you've seen in your life. His giggle and laugh, the way his eyes lit up with joy while playing with him. Saints those eyes, those beautiful blue eyes, the exact replica of Kaz's. Whenever you looked at the two of them, you couldn't even try to deny they were father and son.

His hair turned out to be what you imagined: light brown, almost blonde, as if it was Sun kissed. He could be tricky just like Kaz too.

When he first stood up, not yet walking, you didn't saw him do it, but Kaz rushed to get you to make you see it. It was only a few seconds, but your son looked at you and sat down, and after asking him multiple times, he wouldn't stand up again. And the boy was giggling all through it.

His first steps were something that you'd keep in your memories forever. Because it wasn't a milestone just for him, but for Kaz too. Your son was past his first birthday, and Kaz was having a hard time with him. Something always went sideways, wether it was accidentally making him cry, or having to give him to you, because he couldn't hold him anymore.

You were moving back to Ketterdam to a quiet neighbourhood, where no one knew your face, the apartment purchased under a fake name.

Kaz was on the front porch of the farmhouse, getting the lighter boxes into the carriage. He heard footsteps behind him and when he turned he saw your son standing at the front door. You were just a few steps behind unmoving, not wanting to make him stop.

"You're gonna keep standing there, or will you help?" Kaz asked him, as if he could give him an answer.

He did this a lot with him. You noticed the habit by accident, when one time you came back from the market and heard Kaz talking to someone. You thought maybe one of the Crows came for a visit, so when you saw Kaz in deep conversation with your newborn about investments, you were more than surprised. From then on it became a daily routine for the two of them to "have a chat".

The child babbled something and Kaz nodded. "Start by coming here and picking this up," he said and held up a little toy blanket Inej got for your son.

And he did. He took four wabbling steps towards Kaz, purposefully looking at him before landing on his foot. Kaz instantly picked him up and when you saw one of his rare smiles, your heart melted a little.

Living in Ketterdam with a 2 year old was definitely the biggest job you and Kaz had to pull off. It helped that Wylan and Jesper was closer this way, if you needed someone to take care of your son.

What didn't help was the noise at night. Both of you got used to the sound of fights and drunks on the street, the neighbourhood far from the Barrel not escaping their voices. The two of you could've slept like it was nothing, if it wasn't for your child crying out in the middle of the night.

You had to take multiple turns in one night, and it was tiring the both of you out. With Kaz now back in the Barrel, doing his business, building his empire, it was slowly taking a toll on him. So one night, with the help of Jesper, Kaz snuck out with your son to his office in the Slat, figuring out a way to keep him calm.

You were in the Crow Club, tending to a few things, giving the impression that you were just travelling and doing jobs the past two years. You felt relieved to see how well Anika and Specht worked together, and felt a childish giggle in your throat as you fell back into your role as a guard. The rush you felt finally wearing your old clothes, the feeling of the knives strapped under your coat, and the sadistic joy of twisting a man's arm for the first time in years, it was unfathomable.

When you went to the Slat and made your way to Kaz's room you heard him talking again. Picking up on the calmer tone he used, you entered and noticed your son sitting in Kaz's lap, as he was pointing on a map in front of them.

"You're saying we should invest into Fifth Harbor?" Kaz asked but the toddler just said "ma". "Could you elaborate?" And with that he put the child's weight on his good leg and lightly began shaking his leg, as if the boy was riding a horse. He giggled as his own voice trembled from the motion.

"Yes, but in that case it'd be wiser to expand the Crow Club, or rather establish a new gambling den." Another sound came from the toddler, this time saying"mama". "Go, ask your mother yourself."

You were about to put a bullet in your head. Or at least ask Jesper to do it for you. By the look on Kaz's face you would have to wrestle for it.

You were spending the evening at Wylan's and what do you know, Jesper was ready to keep your son entertained the whole time. You on the other hand, were scared of what your toddler would accidentally say. He's been trying to talk to you for weeks now, only knowing words and not actual sentences yet.

But one night, when Kaz was late because of something he had to take care of, you were waiting for him in the kitchen after putting your son to sleep. He came in with blood all over his shirt, thankfully his coat covering most of it.

What you didn't notice though, was the small presence at the doorway, listening to the two of you talking.

"So, you just left him there like that? In his own kitchen?"

"You rather I tell him he's been a bad boy? The asshole was being overconfident with himself. Plus, he owes the Dregs."

"What did he even say?"

"I told him I have his contract with the Council, to which he said "You can shove it up your ass". I had a difficult day, so you know why I-"

"Your ass." The little voice said, wich made you look at him in shock. Your son was hiding behind the doorframe, clutching his stuffed animal to his chest. You looked back at Kaz in disbelief, which turned into annoyment.

"Would it kill you to teach him a decent word?"

"He knows the swear words from you, wife," Kaz told you with a smug look. "Fuck you," you whisper to him, but unfortunately still loud enough for your son to hear.

"Fuck"

"This is all your fault Kaz,"

So you were waiting for the bomb to drop, for your son to finally say one of the bad words he picked up, but the night went on without it. You bid your goodbye to Jesper and Wylan, your son holding your hand and waving at them as you did.

"You'll have to tell me where Jesper keeps his liquor," you ask of Wylan, and the little boy next to you finally speaks.

"Up your ass," he smiles. You just stare back at Wylan and Jesper's face with the best poker face you have, ignoring Kaz's cough next to you. Your son also says the word "fuck", but you're too stunned to pay it any mind.

"Uh, see you next week then," you tell them and turn to leave, but Jesper's voice stops you.

"Where the hell did he learn these?" He tries to contain his laugh, but the smile on his face fails him.

"Ma-ma,"

"I swear he's doing this on purpose."

A/N: The first half was more tragic than it should've been, I'm so fcking sorry, the idea just slipped out :/ Hope you liked it, though😅

[chrisevansonly]

how about max verstappen x reader where jimmy and sassy act like cockblocks because they want attention? (my cat always disturbs me when im trying to work 😭😭)

okay yes i can definitely do this, animals are the biggest cockblocks tbh💀 (dw this is not super nsfw)

max sported the worlds biggest pout on his face as you watched him, your head in your hands, a teasing smile on your face as you stared at the grumpy dutch man. he was leaning against the headboard, arms across his chest, the sheet covering his lower half

“they didn’t know baby..”

“yeah well they should have.”

you laughed, your eyes closing before you looked back at him

“honey they’re cats! they don’t know any better!”

“they should!”

jimmy and sassy were practically your kids at this point, the two bengal cats being extremely important members of your family. when max had gotten home from a triple header he’d taken you straight to bed, hands dancing across your skin, lips skating across your chest, your neck and your face.

you’d both been merely seconds from the pleasure you’d both been missing and craving when the two cats jumped up onto bed, souring your boyfriend’s mood instantly

“aww my pouty boy…they’re outside the door now…”

“no.”

you crawled up the bed a bit more resting your chin on his chest

“you can’t be grumpy with our babies forever…it was harmless my love..”

“next time they should knock”

“oh yeah because cats can knock”

you watched as slowly max’s lips pulled into a smile before you both bursted out laughing, his arm pulling you into his side as he just sighed dramatically

“all i wanted was to love on my girl a bit, but no, they just have no boundaries”

“well tech-”

he rolled his eyes

“don’t. i know i should have locked them out but my brain was only thinking about you naked so..”

“max!”

he shrugged

“just being honest here baby”

you had never met anyone as sassy as max, perhaps that’s why he named one of your little cats sassy. but what you did know is that bedroom door needed to stay locked, and hopefully max’s brain could stay focused on the important task next time, cause as it was going right now, neither of you were getting lucky tonight.

[slayfics]

Spin the bottle in the U.A. dorms on Halloween night.

Warnings: NSFW themes

3,200 words~

You plopped down on the couch in the common room after finishing changing into your witch Halloween costume. Due to the League of Villains still having it out for your class, the whole school wasn't allowed to go out on Halloween.

As upset as most students were, your class still decided to dress up and celebrate in the dorms. Your class had decorated the common room with pumpkins and bats and the lights were lowered and flickering to make a spooky atmosphere.

"Alright finally got him to come down!" Eijiro exclaimed excitedly. You turned around to see him in a shark onesie standing next to Katsuki who was just wearing all black.

"Aww, you're a shark Kirishima! How cute it suits you... and Bakugo, what are you? A grumpy U.A. student?" You teased him.

"Shut the hell up! I'm going back to my dorm," he yelled.

"Oh no, you promised!" Eijiro said, blocking his friend from walking back to his dorm.

"Ugh fine," Katsuki grumbled and sat down on the couch next to you.

"Don't worry I actually have the perfect costume for you, you even dressed up perfectly in all black!" You exclaimed.

"The hell are you talking about? "Katsuki asked, irritated as you pulled out black cat ears from your bag and placed them on his head.

"There- I'm a witch and you're my black cat!" You smiled at him letting out a giggle at how cute the cat ears looked on him.

"IN YOUR FUCKING DREAMS!" He yelled trying to snatch the ears off his head but you and Eijiro pinned his arms down.

"He's an angry kitty isn't he?" Eijiro laughed.

"LET GO OF ME EXTRAS I'LL EXPLODE YOU BOTH TO HELL!" Katsuki yelled, struggling under your and Eijiro's grasp.

"Come on Bakugo, they are just ears and they look really cute on you!" You said struggling to keep him from removing them.

"Fucking fine, just let go of me," He said shrugging both you and Eijiro off. "But don't expect anything else from me today. This shit is so dumb."

"Hey you guys not getting started on any fun stuff without us are you?" Denki asked as he and Hanta made their way to sit on the adjoining couches.

Denki was wearing all yellow with some pointy yellow ears, and Hanta had a sheet over him with some eyes cut out.

"Aww, Kaminari are you supposed to be Pikachu?" You asked.

"Yeah! You guys always call me that so I thought why not," He shrugged.

"Oh you forgot something though," You said moving over to him.

"Hu what?" He asked, confused.

"The red cheeks!" You yelled and pinched his cheeks tightly.

"Hey stop!" He laughed trying to push you off.

"Ok there, now your costume is complete," You let go and sat back down on the couch laughing at Denki's now reddened cheeks, half red from your pinch and half red from a bright blush.

"You guys are so dumb," Katsuki mumbled, resting his head on his hand and leaning into the arm of the couch.

"Ugh I'm so bored this is so lameeee-" Mina said coming over to join your group wearing an alluring angel costume. "I wanna do something!" She said kicking her feet a bit.

"Oh uh-" Eijiro started to say but then stopped and looked away from Mina.

"Spit it out," You said, nudging him. Everyone's attention now turned to Eijiro making him more flustered.

"Nothing I- uh- was just gonna say that's a nice costume Ashido," he said and looked away again hoping the attention would turn away from him.

"Thanks!" Mina replied, smiling up at him. "Now what should we do? Tsuyu and Uraraka are carving pumpkins, but I want to do something more exciting!" She said, pumping both fists into the air.

"I know what you can do," a familiar pervy voice called from behind. The group turned around to see Minoru who was wearing a twister mat as a costume. "You girls should play twister and use me as your game board," Minoru said, lying down on the floor and spreading his arms out.

"He's never going to stop is he?" Hanta asked, letting out a sigh.

"Oh- that's actually a great idea Mineta!" You said walking over to him as he looked up at you from the floor. "Close your eyes though, ok? I don't want you to see up my dress," You said.

"Of course, my witch queen," Minoru responded, practically drooling. He shut his eyes tightly for a moment and you motioned for Katsuki to come over.

"Hu?" Minoru opened his eyes after not feeling you or Mina start the game. He opened his eyes to the sight of Katsuki above him lighting up an explosion in his hand. "Wait wait!" He called his arms failing in front of him as Katuski exploded him knocking him unconscious.

"Fucking perv," He grumbled and sat back on the couch.

"As much as I hate Mineta, a game isn't such a bad idea!" Mina said excitedly.

"What kind of game?" Eijiro asked.

"Hmmm..." Mina placed her finger on her chin as she thought. "I got it! Spin the bottle!" She yelled, throwing her hands in the air again. Everyone else including you just stared at her with a blank expression and slightly flushed faces.

"Fuck no." Katsuki spoke.

"Come on you guys! We can't go out and do anything else and that game is like a right of passage for teenagers! Let's do it! I'll find some other girls to even it out!" She said and ran off.

"Wait, she was serious?!" Denki asked, his face pale white.

You laughed, "You looked whiter than the sheet around Sero! Don't tell me after all that big pervy talk you've done with Mineta you're scared?" You teased him.

"I'm not scared! I just-" Denki began to say but was interrupted by an irritated Katsuki.

"I'm leaving, I'm not doing that dumb shit," Katsuki said, getting off the couch to leave. Eijiro quickly hurried after him. You turned around to see what looked like Eijiro pleading with his friend to stay.

"Maybe Kacchan's right, we could go play Super Smash Bros instead," Denki said to Hanta who seemed to be on board with leaving as well. Denki stood up just as Mina came back.

"Ok! I got Jiro and Hagakure to agree to play!" Mina said excitedly. Denki looked at Kyoka who was wearing a Bride of Frankenstein costume. His face flushed and he silently sat back down on the couch deciding to stay.

"Hey Hagakure, what is your costume?" Hanta asked, looking confused at Hagakure who was just carrying around a mirror and wearing a red cape.

"I'm a vampire and vampires don't have reflections in mirrors so... I thought that was funny with my quirk and all... since I'm invisible..."

"Oh! That's really smart." Hanta laughed.

Eijiro finally came back dragging Katsuki who was uttering curses under his breath.

"That's the spirit boys!" You said laughing.

Mina instructed the group to sit on the floor in a circle as she placed a bottle in the middle of you all.

"Ok there are a lot of different ways to play but this is what I think sounds most interesting. One person spins the bottle, and then whoever the bottle is pointing to gets to decide what happens. Any questions?" She asked.

"Yeah, what do you mean by deciding what happens?" Kyoka asked.

"Well that person can decide on either a kiss which can be wherever they choose or seven minutes in heaven," Mina explained further.

"Uh, what's seven minutes in heaven?" Toru asked nervously.

"It means I'll lock you both in the hall closet for seven minutes!" Mina said, laughing devilishly.

The group shifted uncomfortably at Mina's explanation of the game.

"Oh don't look so nervous you guys, it'll be fun! Sero start us out!" Mina said excitedly.

"What? Why me first?!" Hanta asked anxiously.

"Because I said so, that's why, now go!" Mina said harshly.

Sero shakily spun the bottle that was placed in the middle of the group. Everyone watched with eager eyes as it began to slow until it eventually stopped pointing at Toru. Once the bottle stopped everyone looked at Mina for guidance.

"Ok now Hagakure you decide what happens," Mina encouraged.

"You can kiss my cheek, Sero," Toru said sweetly.

"Uh right-" Hanta replied as he shakily moved over to Toru planting a kiss on what he assumed to be the invisible girl's cheek.

The group watched as Hanta's face lit up bright red.

"Oh!" Toru exclaimed. "That was not my cheek."

"I AM SO SORRY! I COULDN'T SEE!" Hanta apologized frantically.

"It's ok Sero," Toru giggled.

The rest of the group eyed each other curiously but were too shy to ask what exactly Hanta ended up kissing.

"Ok um- well.... it landed on you so that means your turn to spin Hagakure," Mina said, breaking up the awkwardness.

"Sure!" She said and the bottle began to spin seemingly out of nowhere as the invisible girl spun the bottle. The bottle spun until it landed on Mina.

"Oh um- is there a rule about that?" Toru asked.

"Hm- nah we're all-inclusive here," Mina shrugged. "You can kiss my cheek too if you're comfortable."

"Ok," Toru said as her cape, which appeared to be floating, moved toward Mina before returning to its original spot as she planted a kiss on her cheek.

"My turn then!" Mina said excitedly and spun the bottle. The bottle spun for a few moments before landing on Eijiro.

Eijiro's eyes widened at the bottle pointing directly at him. He was seemingly frozen staring at it.

"Um hello Earth to Kirishima," Mina said, waving her hand in front of his face. "You have to choose what you want."

"Me? I uh-" He stuttered as his face began to tint a slight pink. "What- what- do you want me to choose?" He asked.

"It doesn't work like that Kirishima, you have to choose," You said, reminding him of the rules.

"Oh man," He spoke seeming to shrink into himself with nervousness. Eijiro grabbed the shark hoodie of his onesie and covered his face with it.

Mina laughed, "Don't be so nervous Kirishima, just tell me what you want me to do." She encouraged him.

Eijiro mumbled from under his hoodie.

"Speak up shitty hair, we can't hear you," Katsuki yelled, annoyed at his friend's sheepishness.

"Ugh this is so unmanly," He mumbled again from under his hoodie.

"Come on man hurry up!" Denki said, nudging him.

"Just kiss me!" Eijiro said, voice loud and shaky under his hoodie.

"Ok, where though?" Mina asked, tilting her head and moving closer trying to get a look at him from under his hoodie. Eijiro squirmed more under his hoodie the closer Mina got.

"For fucks sake just tell her you want a real kiss dumb ass!" Katsuki grumbled beside his friend.

"Is that what you want?" Mina asked curiously.

Eijiro nodded his head from under his hoodie as a response.

"Then stop hiding silly," She said, pulling his hoodie back on his head as she moved closer and planted a gentle kiss on his lips, causing Eijiro's face to light up an even brighter red than his hair.

"Tch-" Katsuki let out an annoyed puff of air.

"Oh man, your face is so damn red!" Denki said laughing beside him.

"Aw come on man, leave me alone," Eijiro said, pulling his hoodie back over his face to hide from his friends.

"Don't hide yet, it's your turn!" Mina said giggling.

"Oh right-," Eijiro quickly stuck his hand out and spun the bottle.

You all watched as the bottle stopped spinning and landed on you.

"Uh-" Eijiro quickly stole a glance at Katsuki who looked away from the group feigning disinterest.

"Here," You laughed, holding out your hand.

"Oh uh- so formal," Eijiro laughed, feeling less nervous as he placed a kiss on the top of your hand.

"Alright, then my turn right?" You asked looking at Mina for confirmation.

"Yup!" She said, nodding enthusiastically. You spun the bottle and waited for it to stop spinning. The whole group's breath seemed to catch in their throat when it landed on Katsuki. Everyone stared at him with wide eyes waiting for his response.

"Tch- whatever let's go," Katsuki said, standing up and motioning for you to follow him.

"What?" You asked confused.

"Wait, you're choosing the closet?!" Mina asked, stunned.

"Yeah, let's just get this over with," He said, annoyed.

"Wooo! Our first seven minutes in heaven players!" Mina said excitedly, pumping her fists in the air. She quickly made her way to the hall closet, opened it, and motioned for you both to come.

"Hurry up now! I'll start a timer on my phone and we will all wait here for you both," She said, winking and shoving you both inside.

"Wait what you all just wait out there?" You asked nervously.

"Well yeah, we can't keep playing with you two missing. Have fun now," She said as she slammed the closet door shut.

The closet was pitch black with the door shut, and smaller than you anticipated, causing you to be just inches away from Katsuki.

Katsuki lit up the room with his quirk using his hand to create some light without an explosion.

"So you wanted to spend some alone time with me, hu?" You asked, teasing him.

"Shut the hell up, I just didn't want to do anything else in front of those other extras. This shit is so dumb and I don't want the attention," he replied back sounding frustrated as ever.

"Then why did you choose to play?" You asked curiously.

"For Kirishima obviously. He wanted to play and was too damn scared to do it without me here," Katsuki said as if it was the most obvious explanation in the world.

"You really expect me to believe that? You never do anything you don't want to do. Especially for the sake of someone else. So tell me, what did you want to happen? Who were you hoping to get stuck with?" You pestered him more.

"Fucking no one. You think I actually care about any of these damn extras," Katsuki laughed off your question.

You ignored his response and looked at his hand curiously as it illuminated light without an explosion. "I didn't know you could do this with your quirk. Is it warm?" You asked, touching his hand.

"I can do a lot of shit with my quirk dumb ass," He responded as he watched you graze his hand with your finger.

You looked up and noticed a slight tint on his cheeks. "No way are you blushing?" You laughed.

"The hell? I am not!" He yelled defensively but extinguished the light from his hand right away bringing you both back into darkness so you couldn't look at him anymore. "I'm not some fucking loser you know. I wouldn't blush from you just touching my hand."

You leaned a bit closer to him, almost brushing up against him as you did, "What would I need to touch to make you blush then?" You whispered.

Katsuki tried to back away from you but hit the wall of the closet instead, "Cut that fucking crap out," He said through gritted teeth and smacked your hand away from him. "Why the hell did you play this game? What did you want to happen?" He asked.

"This," you answered simply and honestly.

"Hu?" Katsuki exclaimed, sounding surprised.

"Why do you sound so surprised?" You asked.

"You don't have to fucking lie just because we're stuck in here you know. I saw you flirting with spark plug out there. Pinching his cheeks and shit," Katuski answered, still not believing you.

"Kaminari? No," You laughed. "I only mess with him because he gets riled up so easily, plus... I like how it pisses you off. Do you think I didn't notice how you grit your teeth and furrow your brows even more than usual when I do," You teased.

"Tch, whatever. If I'm really what you wanted- then get over here. Prove it. Do what you say you've been wanting to do," Katsuki said, challenging you.

You moved almost instantly, pressing yourself into Katsuki and colliding your lips with his. Your hands went up to wrap around the back of his neck and as they did. Katsuki's body went rigid for a moment, stunned that you actually attacked him so suddenly. Then as if coming back to life after processing the situation, he pushed you back against the wall roughly pinning you between his arms. Causing a loud thump to echo through the closet.

"You didn't think I'd really just let you have control that easily did you?" He whispered in a lowered voice, his words rumbling in his chest.

Everyone outside turned and looked at the closet following the loud thump.

"Should we be concerned?" Kyoka asked, looking around the group for consensus.

"Nah," Denki, Eijiro, and Hanta all said in unison. The girls eyed them curiously.

"It's just uh- Bakugo wouldn't hurt her or anything. Trust me," Eijiro said, his face tinting red a bit again as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Hm ok- well they do only have 3 minutes left so... I suppose it's fine," Mina said, eyeing her phone.

Back in the closet, Katsuki had pressed his lips to yours forcefully as you were pinned between him and the wall. You pulled him even closer to you.

"You like when I press into you like this?" He asked in your ear breath running down your neck.

You nodded, and Katsuki responded by grabbing your leg and wrapping it around his waist in order to press into you deeper while keeping his hand around your thigh for support. In this position, you could feel his growing bulge pressing into you.

"You know you're right," He spoke again into your ear. "It does fucking piss me off when you flirt with dunce face. Don't even fucking look at him anymore," he said and ran his other hand through your hair grazing your scalp as he tugged on your hair. "Keep your eyes on me, you understand?"

You nodded again but this time grabbed his face and pressed a deep kiss into his lips spreading them apart with your tongue.

"Fuck," he moaned into your mouth.

Katsuki's hand moved down from your hair to your chest grabbing a handful of you.

"The hell is with this skimpy ass witch costume, it's sluttier than your damn hero costume," He groaned and moved down to trail kisses on your neck while continuing to press his now full-grown bulge into you.

"What? You don't like it?" You asked teasingly.

"Mm- fuckin' love it," He growled while kissing further down your neck making his way to your chest ensuring to taste all of your exposed skin.

"Alright times up," Mina yelled, throwing the closet door open without warning.

"Oh shit!" You exclaimed, placing your hands on Katsuki's shoulders to push him off but he didn't budge.

"Holy shit-" Denki exclaimed before being at a total loss of words.

Everyone stared with wide eyes frozen at the sight.

Mina slammed the door back shut.

"Uh- maybe we leave them with their privacy," She said, her face flushed. "Let's just- um go back to the game," she stuttered.

"Yeah good idea," Eijiro nodded, as everyone awkwardly made their way back to sitting in a circle.

Thank you for reading everyone!

Tags: @unofficialmuilover

[danineedshelp]

Mr Grumpy is ticklish?

Heads up: I know for a fact you guys will like this....I think

Context: The God's have spoken (lol) it's time husk got that gross ass look off his face [jk] Angel wants to mess with the good ol bartender but things start to get messy when the cat doesn't answer the spider

Warning: includes tickling and some cussing (NSFW DNI)

A whole normal new day in hell or is it,As the spider walks down the hall he thinks about what he should do for the day I mean it's not like Val is gonna call em today he's off so ya for him! Okay Angel really did need to get his mind straight what the hell was he gonna do today?

He couldn't go talk to Al he was off in his own world, Charlie and Vaggie were on another date and Husk...wait husk wasn't doing anything right now actually he was still at the bar

"So go talk to husk?" Angel went in deep thought for sec or which what he thought was a sec which wasn't because it took more than a minute ,so if you would look at him he'd look like he was dead inside

"Okay go talk to husky....Oh wait shit where is he!?" Apparently husk went somewhere else when angel was thinking "Oh great..now I have to look for him." So as the spider did searching for the kitten who'd gone loose

Didn't take long to find him he was in his room with an unlocked door "Oh Husky~" Angel acting all flirterish usually catches the cat's attention but apparently today was different "Husk?" Angel stepped closer to the cat laying on his stomach "Hey baby you alive?" yes the cat was awake and living but still he didn't answer "Hey!" Angel got on to husk's back "Dont ignore your favorite spider~" That got husk attention.

He flinched a little before trying to turn over to look at angeldust "Oh so now you wanna look at me what's with you ,are you okay?" Husk ignored him again and just layed his head back on his pillow. Angel became a little frustrated while puffing up his cheek "Hey I just said don't ignore me and get the grumpy look of you face!" Angeldust then began fastly poking husk's sides out of frustration .

Husk was not expecting that he actually was so surprised he accidentally squeaked and started giggling "Why are you laughing?Nothing's funny" Angel started moving his fingers up and down the laughing man's sides "Unless.....your ticklish *gasp* you ticklish husky?

"Cause if you are I'm never letting you live up to this!" Husk's laughter went up an octave just because of that little bitty tease. Angel started going under the the kitten's stomach which tickled more to husk than he thought it would "Hahahahaangel donhahahnt you dare!" Angel chuckled evilly "don't I dare do what...This?" Angel fully put his fingers below and started scribbling rapidly on the base of Husk's stomach

"EEEHAHAAHAANGELNOHOHOSTOP!"___"Aww why does it tickle? Angel already knew the answer to that question he just wanted to spice up a little with a small tease! Angel then flipped the poor kitty over and stopped tickling him for a moment "Awww you should see your face its so adorable looking!"

The panting cat looked at the evil spider with a wobbly smile hoping his torture was over[SPOILER: it wasn't] Angel giggled "This will be for ignoring me!" Husk was about to answer him until he felt angel's mouth make the raspberry noise on his weak stomach

And when I tell you i'm pretty sure all of hell heard the ginormous giggly squeal Husk made I'm not lieing .Husk went into huge hysterics and started squirming violently trying his best to escape the tickle monster that was above him right now (it didn't work)

Angel just chuckled and kept blowing multiple raspberries into husk's stomach before he completely stopped which felt like ages to husker "Damn you okay?" Angel was a bit concerned for his victim unfortunately husk couldn't answer due to how broken he was

Angel pet husk's head to comfort him "I'll come back later to tickle yuh more you cutie" Angel then stood up gave the kitten a little kiss on the forehead and left the still gigging kitten to rest.

____________ Well that was something __________________ ☠️ _____

Hope you guys enjoyed reading! I CAN'T WRITE ANYMORE IM BORED AS FUCK

P.S I'll probably add more later (but that's a surprise)

[fhrlclln]

hi I saw u were doing Miguel O'Hara requests, can u do masc or Gn reader x Miguel and him reacting to you being super motherly/fatherly to a kitten

miguel o’hara x gn! reader

OOOH THIS IS CUTEEEE and i made the kitten to be spider-cat lol hope u don’t mind anon HAHAHSHSH.

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the soft purring and gentle cooing from the lounge in the headquarters caught miguel’s sensitive hearing as he quirks a brow at it. it was odd to hear some commotion inside the headquarters this late at night when all recruits were at home in their respective dimensions, only a few lounging somewhere in the cafeteria sure but certainly not at this time at night.

“aww, you’re just the cutest little thing aren’t you!” your voice echoed throughout the room, causing miguel to stop in his tracks.

“you’re just a baby, a lil teeny-weeny baby, yes you are—“ the pitch of your tone heightened at this nauseating squeal of some sort as he takes a look st what’s going on in there.

well, there you are, rocking his recruit in your arms as if it was a baby. too distracted you were to notice miguel standing by the hall as you continued petting spider-cat, making sure to rub his chin as he purred in your grasp as you smiled widely hearing the pleasing sounds coming from him. miguel watches in amusement as he stays there, seeing you sway gently, humming some tune, a lullaby maybe. the damn cat was loving it as miguel rolls his eyes, maybe a lil jealous you’re so soft with the cat. but you look cute, maybe extra cuter if you had a baby in your grasp— nope. miguel stops himself from thinking that embarrassingly as he interrupts, knocking on the wall to get your attention and spider-cat’s. a little smug in the inside as he sees the cat hiss at the interruption but he remains passive in his expression.

“don’t baby my recruit too much. 999, get back to work.” miguel points to the cat as you huff at him.

“now.” he commands as spider-cat hops off your arms disappointed, glaring at miguel.

“oh miguel, he needed some good rubs after a hard mission, am i right?” you frowned and pouted as spider-cat gave a affirming meow with that as miguel sighed as you walk alongside him, interlocking your arm with his as you waved bye to the little kitty. laughing a little hearing the grumpy mumbles from the man beside you as you pinch his large bicep.

“you don’t give me that after missions.“

“you’re so grumpy.”

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he lil jealous ‘s all <3

[hitomisuzuya]

AAHHH YOU'RE TAKING REQUESTS!! But first of all, I just wanna say that I adore you and your writing!!

Okay. So, like, just Wanderer coming home late to reader cuddling up w their cat in bed😭 fluff please!!

Wanderer x fem!reader. Fluff. Cat is Scarameow.

Aww, thank you very much, dear ❤️ This request is so cute.

Wanderer sighed heavily as he closed the door behind him. It had been a long day and an even longer night for him. And what made it even worse was that he had to be separated from you the entire time.

That was something like he very much did not like.

He was looking forward to collapsing down in bed with you.

The sight he was met with when he opened the door to the bedroom was one that made him scoff, but also made his chest tighten. There you were, curled up in bed, reading a bedtime story to the cat.

"Tch, are you seriously reading to that thing?" Wanderer scoffed, rolling his eyes as he closed the bedroom behind him.

"Scara!" You chided, looking up at him, "Scarameow is a cat, not a thing." Scarameow hissed a little at Wanderer, making him glare at the cat as he crossed his arms.

Honestly it reminded him of the time that he had called himself a thing. A puppet. And you had firmly told him that he was a person and not a thing.

That he was human.

Wanderer and Scarameow had something of a stand off for a minute before Wanderer crawled in bed. He picked Scarameow up off of your lap. Scarameow hissed, trying to claw at Wanderer.

"Here, take.." You narrowed your eyes at him, daring him to call Scarameow a thing. "...him. He is trying to flay me alive."

"Come here, Scarameow," You cooed, "don't mind the other grumpy cat." You cuddled the cat to your chest, smiling softly when you felt him purring. He was glaring at Wanderer with a look at in his eyes that Wanderer swore read: Ha, I won!

Wanderer rolled his eyes, and rested his head in your lap. "Well," He said, looking up at you, tapping the cover of the book with his finger, "finish the story. What happens?"

Even Scarameow looked up at you expectedly.

You smiled down at them before you continued. "And then the brave desert cat helped the poor, lost foxes find their way back to their mother with the help of the Aranara."

Wanderer could fall asleep to the sound of your voice. He would've happily listened to you read every single word of that silly children's book. He nuzzled his head into your lap, sleepily asking you to read another one.

[leorawright]

Junkers/shimadas plus Reaper and rein reacting to their s/o deciding to jokingly name a cat they found after them just because it kinda resembles them with a similar personality and affection towards them?

Aww that's cute!!

Overwatch's s/o naming a cat after them

Junkrat

He's so flattered

When you two find a smoky looking kitty and it keeps bouncing around and you jokingly call it Junkrat Jamieson immediately accepts the name

It's now Junkrat Jr. and he will claim the cat as his child

Roadhog

He'll chuckle and pat you on the head but he never rejects the name

The cat also gets extremely attached to you which you joke is just like Mako to which he will blush

Most days you come home to Mako alseep in a chair with Roahdog Jr. curled up on his stomach

Junker Queen

She eagerly agrees as soon as you propose the name

She'll even dye part of its head fur blur to match hers

If you two find another cat Odessa will insist on naming it after you

Hanzo

He'll act annoyed when you name the grumpy looking cat you found Hanzo Jr.

He'll never admit how he adores the cat

Genji

Genji finds it hilarious when you name the cat after him

He agrees that it does act like him

He'll proudly show off the cat and specifically get another cat so you two can have Genji Jr. and s/o Jr.

Kiriko

She is down for naming a cat after her (though she'd prefer a fox)

She'll definitely dress up the cat to look like her

Kiriko considers being named after an animal the highest honor

Reaper

He'll give you a look when you name the angsty and mad looking cat after him

He also gets annoyed when the cat gets attached to him

At least, that's what he tells you he actually adores the cat and sneaks it treats all the time

Reinhardt

He immediately let's out a boisterous laugh and happily agrees

He'll joke about making the cat a little crusader outfit like Reinhardt's armor

He'd get so excited if you got another cat to name after yourself

[stressed-and-fluff-obsessed]

I believe @cozydreamz asked for a fic so I deliver, hope you enjoy!

Crabby Kitty

Summary: Husk is being extra grumpy one day and Angel is going to do something about it.

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Angel was in a mood, one of the moods that involved irritating Husk. One of his more flirtatious moods.

The spider demon sat in his room with Fat Nuggets trying to decide on whether or not to go visit the grumpy bartender. “What do you think Fat Nuggets? Should we go visit Husk?” Angel asked his pet pig who snorted in response.

“Good idea I’m going to visit him.” Angel stated, standing up and petting the small pig before starting towards the door. “I’ll be back Nuggs!” Angel called before leaving and shutting the door behind him.

Angel walked down the hallway and down a flight of stairs to the parlor where he spotted the bartender behind his counter cleaning some glasses and talking with Niffty.

The parlor was mostly quiet it was mostly just Charlie, Vaggie, Niffty and Husk and lucky for Angel at that moment Vaggie left with Charlie out the hotel and Niffty set her sights on a roach that scuttled down the hall and she picked up her dagger and ran off towards it.

Husk smiled slightly as he watched Niffty run off before his face fell again into his usual grumpy facade as he finished cleaning a glass before placing it back on a shelf and pouring himself a glass of alcohol.

Angel smiled and sauntered down the stairs and over to Husk, “Heya Kitty~” Angel spoke, walking up and sitting on a barstool and smiling again when Husk flipped him off from behind his glass.

“Is someone in a sour mood~?” Angel crooned, reaching out and stroking Husk’s face which made Husk hiss and smack his hand away. “Don’t.” Husk snapped and went back to his drink.

“Aww but why not? Is the kitty in a bad mood~?” Angel teased lightly and the bartender growled a little at him. “Go away.” Husk snapped at him again but Angel only declined.

“Only if you come with me~” Angel told him and Husk rolled his eyes and finished his drink, now cleaning the glass, “What do you want?” Husk grumbled, “Because clearly you’re not leaving me alone.” He finished, finally looking Angel in the eye.

“Would you like me to leave?” Angel asked him, “Yes.” Husk replied and Angel stood, “Alright then Grumpy Cat but I’ll be back to see if you’re still being grumpy.” Angel called over his shoulder and walked away hearing Husk grumble over his shoulder.

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A few hours later Angel was bored again, he was scrolling on his phone looking through his Sinstagram with his pig and found he didn’t know what to do.

He didn’t have work until much later that night so he had a lot of time so he had to find a way to occupy himself. That’s when he remembered he was going to go revisit Husk.

He grinned to himself and stood, putting his phone in his pocket and starting for the door when he heard Fat Nuggets’ questioning snort.

Angel turned and told the small pig, “I’ll be back Nuggs I’m going to visit Husk again!” Angel called, opening the door and walking out, shutting it behind him.

Angel again made the walk down the hall and to the foot of the stairs where he spotted more people from last time.

Charlie and Vaggie were back at the hotel along with Alastor who also stood there chatting with the girls and on Alastor’s shoulder sat Niffty giggling excitedly at the conversation.

Angel shifted his attention to the bar where Husk stood but he was by himself, on his phone likely bored with nothing to do.

Angel walked over and sat himself on the counter catching Husk’s attention, the cat demon turned with a grumble and shoved the spider demon off the counter which he crashed to the floor making Husk snicker a little.

Angel’s head poked up from the other side of the counter with a smirk, “Kinky~” Angel spoke in a sultry voice and Husk smacked him with his wing, “Why are you back?” Husk asked Angel which he only shrugged.

“I’m bored and someone seems to be in a bad mood~” Angel told the bartender but he only flipped Angel off again from behind a liquor bottle.

Then Angel disappeared. Husk set the bottle down with a confused meow, looking over the counter still confused before..”BOO!” Angel yelled from behind him making Husk jump with a frightened yowl, all his fur standing on end.

Angel fell over laughing at the noise Husk made and Husk himself covered his burning face with his wings. “Fuck you.” Husk growled, as annoyed as he was he had to admit that was pretty good and he could tell the rest of the staff thought so too because they were looking at him with amused expressions before going back to what they were doing.

Angel stood back up, still laughing at little and grinned, “Yohou should’ve seheen your fahahace!” Angel snickered but Husk’s usual bored expression remained.

“Oh come on you gotta admit that was funny!” Angel spoke, clearly dumbfounded but Husk only shrugged. “Fine then I’ll get you to laugh.” Angel told him and before Husk could question what that meant he felt one pair of hands drag his arms above his head and another start skittering over his stomach.

Instantly again all of Husk’s fur stood on end and his wings drooped a little as he ducked his head and fought off a laugh. “Come on Husky Baby, why are you fighting it~?” Angel crooned, grinning as Husk shook his head and pulled at his “restraints”

“Fuhuck off.” Husk snapped, “Oh? Was that a giggle I heard Kitty?” Angel teased and Husk shook his head again, “I think it was~” Angel sing-songed, moving up to claw at Husk’s ribs making the cat demon jump.

“Dohon’t.” Husk demanded but it didn’t work, “Nuh-uh I’m just getting started!” Angel exclaimed before moving higher and prodding Husk’s underarms.

“Shihihihit!” Husk exclaimed, finally giving up. “There it is~” Angel teased, continuing the playful torment. “Gohoho awahahahahay wihill yohou!” Husk snapped through his laughter.

“Still being grumpy? I can fix that!” Angel exclaimed and reached up to scritch gently over Husk’s paw pads on his hands and his laughter quickly turned giggly. “Ahahahangehehel!” Husk whined, tugging at his hands but they wouldn’t budge.

“Yes Husky~?” Angel asked him which he replied with another giggly laugh, “I never pegged you as the ticklish type Husker~” Alastor spoke up, “Shuhuhuhut uhup you sohon of a bihihitch!” Husk snapped at him and he only chuckled, going back to his conversation.

“Don’t kill him Angel.” Vaggie also spoke up, “Don’t worry I won’t~” Angel spoke again, moving back down to scribble over Husk’s sides. “Ahangehehel!” Husk yelped as Angel hit a particularly bad spot.

“Bad spot~?” Angel crooned, reaching up and scratching at Husk’s ears in tandem with the tickling. Suddenly Angel felt something big and fluffy brush up against his leg, confused he looked down at the culprit and internally awwed

Husk’s tail was sweeping from side to side and it just so happened to brush over Angel’s leg, Angel smirked slightly and turned back to Husk, “You enjoying this big man?” Angel teased, implying that Husk’s tail was wagging.

“Nohohohoho shuhuhut uhuhup!” Husk snapped, “Really? Well your tail is telling me otherwise~” Angle taunted and laughed when Husk’s tail reached up and coiled around Angel’s arm but unfortunately for him the feathered end was still waving around.

“I think you are Husk~” Angel teased, hands creeping closer to Husk’s back. “Fuhuhuhuck ohohoff!” Husk growled but yowled loudly when Angel’s hands reached and started gently tickling Husk’s wings which flapped as he did so.

“AHANGEHEHEL!!” Husk yelped when Angel amplified the pressure, “Yes?” Angel teased, “SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!!” Husk snapped, “Oh ouch I just answered your question~” Angel taunted, moving his hands again to claw at the base while the hands holding Husk’s hands shot down to scribble under his arms.

Husk immediately slammed his arms down and curled in on himself to get away from the playful attack. “AHAHANGEHEHEL WAHAHAHAIT WAHAHAIT!!” Husk screeched, “Wait? Wait for what? You know how to make this stop Babycakes~” Angel teased, “AHALRIGHT FIHIHINE I’LL STOP BEHEHEHEING GRUHUHUMPY JUHUHUST STAHAHAP DAHAHAMNIT!!” Husk cackled and finally it stopped.

The cat demon slumped against Angel who was laughing at Husk’s reaction, “Yohou okay Kihihitty?” Angel chuckled, reaching up and scritching gently at the base of Husk’s ears making him softly purr.

“I’m fihine.” Husk snapped, condoning the petting for a moment before shoving the spider demon away and grabbing a bottle and drinking from it.

“Alright if you say so~” Angel sing-songed before turning and leaving the counter of the bar and walking up the stairs, Husk watching him the whole way as he thought.

He should act extra grumpy a little more often.

(Sorry this is so late I’ve been busy and I’m sorry if it’s bad or short I tried but hope you enjoy!)

[cloudcountry]

hiiii 👋 may i request lucifer + cats for your event, pretty please? thank you so much and warmest congratulations!! 🥺💙

you absolutely may!!! thank you for all your support !!!!! <33

lucifer is the grumpy old man that says he hates the family cat when it reality they're best friends

LUCIFER + CATS (1k event details)

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“I can see you smiling, MC.”

You snicker, holding up your D.D,D. in order to catch the scene in front of you. Lucifer looks so annoyed as no less than three cats clamber all over his body with their tiny little claws. Satan must have let some strays in again.

“You know, if you just let Satan have a cat he would probably stop this.” you point out.

“Absolutely not.” he responds gruffly, “You know Satan well enough to know he wouldn’t.”

Lucifer’s probably right. Actually, no—he’s definitely right.

“What if we got a kitty, hm? They could be best friends with Cerberus!”

“There’s no way that could work. Cerberus is a fearsome beast—”

“—who was nuzzling my palm yesterday when I gave him a treat!”

“Only because he knows I will discipline him harshly if he dares attack you.”

“Aww, so you do care!”

Lucifer groans, gently lifting the cat on his shoulder off of his coat. He sets it on the ground with an absurd amount of care, where it meows loudly and rubs up against his leg.

“Come on, Lucifer. They like you.” you say, and he sighs.

“...Fine. We can keep one. But the rest have to go.” he murmurs, stooping down to pet the one rubbing against his leg.

“I knew you were a softie.” you tease, and he lets you get away with that, too.

[hutchersonsgurl]

Baby girl, I need you - Mike Schmidt part 1

paring x fem reader and Mike Schmidt

contains: established relationship, smut 18+ MNDI some fluff mentions of the word daddy

summary: you just got home from work and your boyfriend Mike calls you to meet him at his work.

You just walked inside your house and fell onto your couch exhausted after a long day of work. You knew Mike was at work at the pizzeria and Abby was staying at a friend's house for the night, so you figured it was going to be a lonely night with pizza and your cat.

The pizza you just ordered finally got delivered. As you sat down the pizza on the counter, your phone rang, and you picked it up to see that it's Mike calling.

"Hey, babe, how's work?" You say it as your answer.

"It's alright, kind of boring. The animatronics are kind of mad that I didn't bring you or Abby," he says with a chuckle.

"Aww, are you not paying attention to them?" you ask.

"No, I have not really been too busy daydreaming about you," he responds.

You feel your heart dampen at the statement he just made.

"Uh, baby girl, are you still there?" Mike's questions are breaking you out of your thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm here. You just have me thinking about what I'd do if you were here," you say with a purr in your voice.

"Well, how about this, then, baby girl? I need you here with me at work, so bring that fine ass over here and I'll meet you at the door." He says

"Okay, babe, I'll see you in 5," you say.

"Alright, I love you," he says.

"I love you too, daddy," you say and hang up.

You know, every time you call him Daddy, it drives him wild. You smile to yourself as you put down the phone, and as you walk away, your phone blows up with text messages.

"I must have gotten him going," you say to yourself.

You took a quick shower and put on his sweatpants and sweatshirt that you stole from him. Why not? What's his yours too?

You spray yourself with your perfume. Mike's favorite thing that you wear

You put the pizza in the fridge and leave your house, locking your door and getting in your car.

As you drive towards the pizzeria, you can hear your phone in your cup holder vibrating like crazy.

Man, this boy is inpatient, you think to yourself.

You pull up to the pizzeria, and it's starting to pour. Just great, you think.

You pick up your phone and tell Mike that you are here.

In a matter of moments, he replies that he will meet you at the front door.

You get out of the car, lock it, and head to the door. As you reach it, you see Mike unlocking the door and letting you inside.

"Holy hell, woman, you know what it does to me when you are wearing my clothes," he says, admiring the view.

"Well, I just wanted to be comfortable, Daddy," you say with a wink.

You head to the main stage as Mike stays back to lock the door once again.

As soon as you reach the stage, you see Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica turn around and look at you with what you think is a smile.

Bonnie walks off the stage, and he hugs you and pats you on the top of your head. The rest of them come down to meet you and hug you. All three of the animatronics are around you at this point.

"Aww, I've missed you guys too. I'm sorry you have to deal with grumpy old Mike," you say as you hug all three of them.

"Hey, I heard that," Mike says, walking into the room.

You can't help but laugh as Chica winks at you.

Mike walks towards you as Foxy gets in his way, guarding you from Mike.

"Come on guys, I want to spend time with my girlfriend," Mike says.

"Cmon, foxy, be nice," you say.

Foxy moves to the side, and Mike walks over to you and engulfs you in a hug.

"How about we watch a movie with them, and then I get you all to myself?" he asked.

"It sounds good to me," you say happily.

You, Mike, and the animatronics sit in front of a TV that Mike rolled in that he found in one of the old rooms.

You guys watch Lady and the Tramp and spend time with the animatronics.

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Part 2 coming soon

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[kittykatkatelol2]

"Black Little Kitty" Jegulus Oneshot

Prompt by @jegulus-microfic (prompt: cat)

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"Ooo a kitty!! Hey little guy - or girl!!" James said with excitement as he crouched next to the small black cat.

If James didn't know any better, he would have thought the cat was glaring at him - hell, maybe it was.

"Aren't you just absolutely adorable!!" James continued, smiling happily at the cat who did not look amused in the slightest.

"Aww are you just a lil grumpy kitty? Don't worry, I don't mind. It reminds me of Reggie- he's my boyfriend you see. You should meet him! He's amazing, basically the love of my life," James would continue talking to this cat for maybe two hours, about mainly Regulus.

What James didn't know was that Regulus was holding back from hugging James and crying because the cat was none other than him, and the fact James didn't know it was him, meant all these words were from the heart, not just a show for Regulus's sake.

"Oh bye kitty, I have to get to class! Maybe we can meet again someday!" James says, quickly getting up and taking off to Transfiguration class, but not before the little cat - AKA Regulus - meows at James; a little goodbye it seems.

After James is long out of sight, Regulus transforms back.

That was probably the nicest things anyone had ever spoken about Regulus that he knew of, and best of all, he knew James meant it.

That meant the world to him.

Regulus swallowed back his tears and eventually got up himself to get to his own class that he was probably just a little bit late for.

James's words would be ringing in Regulus's ears all day, and Regulus couldn't be happier about it.

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[Word count: 277]

[cookiegirlsstuff]

The Hobi cheer up (pt. 1)

AN: This is part 1 of a series that will consist of 7 parts.I hope you like it!

Lee: Jungkook

Ler: J-hope

༉‧₊˚🖇🖤❀༉‧₊˚.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang and an angry-looking Jungkook stormed into the house.

He didn't even give his hyungs a glance before settling down on the couch.

"Jungkookie are you alright?" Jin asked worriedly as he watched the youngest drink a glass of water in a hurry.

"Yes, of course. I'm completely fine," Jungkook mumbled, although everyone could see that the opposite was the case.

"Bad day?" Yoongi asked, but Jungkook decided to just ignore him.

"Jungkook, if you're not feeling well, you can talk to us," Taehyung assured him.

"I'm fine, why don't you understand that? The training was just a bit exhausting, that's all and now leave me alone!" Jungkook shouted before getting up and disappearing into his own room.

"Yup… he definitely isn't well," Jimin commented.

"But what can we do to help him? He's not really going to let anyone get close to him right now," Namjoon said.

"I think I have a plan," J-hope smirked before quietly whispering his idea to the others.

In the meantime, Jungkook had practically fled to his room and was now lying exhausted on his bed. Lately, everything had become more and more exhausting and he felt like he was letting down everyone else.

Suddenly there was a knock on his locked door and he heard a familiar voice: "Jungkook, it's J-hope. Can you please open the door?"

Sighing, the younger boy shuffled to the door and pushed down the handle. He wasn't really in the mood to talk to the others, but he didn't want to upset his hyung either.

"What do you want?" he asked, his voice sounding more annoyed than intended.

"Jungkookie, that's not very nice. How do you talk to your lovely hyung?" the older one asked playfully.

Slowly, Jungkook was really fed up with Hoseoks childish behaviour and started to get really irritated.

"Shut up," he mumbled. He actually thought that his hyung hadn't heard him, but he was wrong.

"Did you just tell me to shut up?" shouted J-hope in fake disbelief.

Jungkook swallowed.

"I understand that you're in a bad mood today, but with this mood you really need a Hobi cheer up," said his bandmate smiling.

"What's that?" Jungkook asked in confusion, but he didn't have time to think about it because a few seconds later, J-hope was on his hip and had pinned Jungkook's hands above his head.

"Where do I start here?" Hoseok chuckled before lifting up Jungkook's hoodie and running his finger over Jungkook's tummy.

"No hobi hyung…pleahahase don't," Jungkook giggled and tried to free himself.

"Aww such a little baby. And you were just about to tell me to shut up?" J-hope laughed teasingly.

Meanwhile, he had started to trace all his fingers up and down Jungkook's sides and Jungkook was a just a cute and laughing mess.

"I'm sahaharry…..reahally," Jungkook laughed desperately while still trying to get free.

"That won't help you now. And apart from that, you really needed a cheer up my dear Mr Grumpy cat," said Hobi.

"Nahaha", Jungkook yelled or more....he tried.

“Oh but I strongly feel like you needed this,” Hoseok countered, now moving his hands under the younger’s arms. The maknae let out an undignified shriek and burst into even more loud laughter.

“You really are ticklish, Kookie,” he hums. “I didn’t think it was possible to be so ticklish.”

Jungkook immediately turned a pretty shade of pink, darkening every time his hyung teased him like that.

But then came the worst part: J-hope started to move his fingers along Jungkook's tummy in a spinning motion again. But he kept moving it near to Jungkook's belly button…his absolute worst spot!

Until he finally dipped it in. Jungkook's laughter went up another octave, if that was even possible. It was really embarassing but at the same time he could really feel how his stress melted away more and more with every touch of pure affection.

"And…cheerful again?" he asked after a while and finally finished his "cheer up".

"Yes, thank you hyung. I didn't realise how much I needed that myself.

"You are welcome", Hoseok replied before they both set off to the others in the living room.

What do you think? I know it's a little bit short but I tried my best! Which member should get a "hobi cheer up" next? .💜✌

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i really want to see more lee!L and ler!Light honestly for death note. it's hella adorable.

Aww! Thank you so much! 🥰🥰🥰 I definitely would love to do more; L is one of my everlasting love characters- the first one to really make me go “That’s him- that’s my guy!” So I definitely wanna write more of him and the others!

I’ve just had caffeine and feel good: I shall now share some Lee!L headcanons! :3 (below the cut for length and potential spoilers)

Light found out L was ticklish from Watari. The detective was so far gone exhaustion wise he nearly fell out of his chair- the older man had grabbed onto him to steady him and they got a sleepy “hehe, that tihickles.”

He doesn’t use it all the time- Light knows it’s ridiculously childish and the last thing they need during the Kira investigation: but when it’s late into the night and he’s desperate for anything beyond data and research, he’ll start tickling L into breaks and eventually sleep.

L is the definition of a brat when tickled: he’s self-proclaimed “childish and hates losing”- and in a way, being tickled is like losing. He gets all pouty about it much to Light’s amusement.

L is also very petty; big on “an eye for an eye”- even if it’s tickling. Only issue is L is completely defenseless when tickled; so he gets maybe- what, one tickle in before he’s fighting like an ally cat trying to wiggle away from Light’s vengeful fingers. He never gets too far- both cause of the chains and because he kinda likes it?

The most infectious laughter EVER. His giggle fits are smile inducing and endearing as all hell. Even the most grumpy of people will warm up to it: it’s that funny and cute sounding.

I kinda love the idea of L being loud as hell when tickled? He‘s got such a soft monotone voice but when he’s laughing he’s so boisterous and shrieky; the only time you’ll ever really hear him shout really.

His ribs are very ticklish, though his feet are absolutely his worst spot. Problem with that though is if you tickle him there he will kick you in the face. Light once tried it and came in with a broken nose. His stomach and knees are good giggle spots though!

I also like the idea of his back being ticklish? Not so much that he’ll arch and scream but more the kind of ticklish where it feels good. It’s likely one of the few things that’ll get him to rest; especially if your his S/O.

Hates his neck being tickled- he will bite your fingers off. I’m not kidding- Matsuba once tried it and he ended up needing several bandaids while L got the whole “You can’t bite people, Ryusaki” lecture from Watari.

If you bring him cake after tickling him, or any sweet for that matter, L will forgive you. He’ll still be pouting around said sweet- but he’ll forgive you.

That’s all I have for now! Thanks for asking :3