#i can't remember her name but she was cool and she had a pet cat who could turn into a panther

[c4ts4ndstuff]

if you haven't read the Septimus Heap books by Angie Sage, i definitely recommend you go read them. there's no way she hasn't had the desire to go live in the woods

[cosmicanemoia]

The 6ft Tall; Down on All Fours.

Larissa Weems x Reader

SUMMARY

Larissa shifts into a cat to get close to you.

A/N: I got the pics above from Pinterest. She's so cuteeee. Of course it's not proofread, none of my work is. Also, forgive me if I'm ungrammatical, english is not my mother tongue. Hope this makes sense to y'all. Hahasz.

Larissa have been watching you through the window of her usual café for quite some time now. She finds you adorable and she just can't keep her eyes off of you.

She doesn't love their coffee but she sure does love watching you pet stray cats. Suddenly-- a 'brilliant' idea popped into her head.

'I should shift into a cat.' She shook her head at the thought. But, after a few days she finds herself shifting into a cat, and walking over to you, 'best decision ever made' she meowed and purred at you when you went on to pet her.

She doesn't even realise that she's doing it more often. What seems like a brilliant plan for her is just plain crazy for most people. It's like her senses are out of place. You've reduced her to a hopelessly in love shapeshifter, transforming into a cat, for all the goddesses' sake. She had lost her common sense, her body having a mind of its own. She just can't help it.

From a strong, powerful, and highly intelligent woman, to a helpless fluffy cat. A cat as white as the cloud in a clear and warm morning sky. From a 6ft tall woman, to a cat down on all fours.

While you pet the cat, you went and talk to it. "What's your name, baby?" You spoke to it, "where's your owner?" Catrissa purred to answer and it translate to 'I'm right under her palms, she just doesn't know it yet.'

The interaction became frequent. One time, you talked to the cat and told her how your day went, until it became a daily routine.

Catrissa felt at home under your palms. You pick her up to hug her and she lets you, unlike the other stay cats. You hugged her, bringing her on your chest and squeezing softly, and told her you like her most and that she's your favourite cat. Catrissa meowed and it translate to 'I love you.'

You were waiting for Catrissa, but you don't see her anywhere so you decided to go into the café.

Once inside, you bumped to a very tall, goddess of a woman, which you would later know goes by the name, Larissa Weems.

"Oh god-- sorry, Goddess. Wow!" You inhaled deeply as you speak, "You're breathtaking." And you exhaled loudly and ask "are you real?"

Larissa is red and all flushed, how can she not, when you, the woman she transform into a cat for, bombarded her with compliments. She manages to keep her cool and answers "yes, darling. I'm very much real."

"Cool, cool." You nodded as you reach your hand out for her to shake, "I'm Y/N." Larissa quickly took your hand and shake them vigorously and replied "I know." You're confused by her answer and you thought to yourself 'how'd she know me?'

You decided to just nod and ask her, "oh yeah? Where and how?" Larissa suddenly remembers how she turns into a cat, she remembers how she's always walking up to you, just so you would pet her. How you would tell her about your day. Your frustration and your rants about certain things. She felt embarrassed and slightly guilty.

Larissa heats up even more while still holding your hand so you feel her heat up and see her face turn even more red. You took your hand and she immediately misses the contact, but to her surprise, you took her wrist and pull her closer. You put your other hand up to feel her forehead "are you okay, miss?" You inquired and she gulped and responded "I'm fine, darling." You slowly took your hands back to let her go and said "okay" as you slightly step back.

You squeezed her hand softly and give her a warm welcoming smile. "I have to go." Larissa rushes to get out the door, but before she could leave, you shouted, making her halt. "Hey goddess, I didn't get your name." You said and she turns on her back, and cleared her throat to reply, "it's Larissa Weems, darling." Then she rushes to leave. And you're left there completely mesmerized by her.

While walking towards the café, Catrissa shows up again, making you stop on your tracks to pet her. You told Catrissa about Larissa Weems. You told her how you felt something shift when you first laid eyes on her. How it was rather strange, all the while familiar.

Ever since, you started seeing Larissa at the café more often. Everytime you see her at the cafe, you would make your way to her, and she to yours. You have small talks. Sometimes without your knowledge, your hands sometimes finds their home to Larissa's thigh, or her shoulder, or her wrists, or even her hands, sometimes fidgeting with her fingers as well. And everytime that you touch her, she suddenly have to rush out. It's not like you make her uncomfortable, no it's not that. Everytime you touch her, she loves it, but she would remember how she lied and keep on lying to you, and she would feel guilty.

You give her the warmest and the most welcoming smile. She could get lost in your eyes willingly. Everytime your skin meets hers, she heats up, and her heart beats faster. Pleasure and guilt are mixed up inside of her. She felt guilty for lying to you, but she just can't help it. She's irrevocably drawn to you, as you are to her without her knowledge, of course. Well, at least not yet. Until you bare your heart out to her, not her- her, the cat her.

One morning, you were playing with the cat, and your mind drifted to Larissa. "If she would let me, I would hug her like this--" you bring Catrissa to your face to hug her tightly yet softly. "And I would shower her with kisses, like this--" you showered the cat with kisses all over her face, the cat purred at your actions. You thought to yourself 'I probably shouldn't do this to a stray cat,' then you chuckled and smiled to yourself. You shook you head, unimpressed by your wimpiness. There's something about this cat that doesn't make it believable that she's a stray.

You apologises to the cat, "sorry I'm smothering you, baby." She meowed at you as you speak, and you have hoped that it translate to "No worries." Which it does, but with slight changes. Maybe it translates to "you can smother me all you want, darling." (If only I speak cat.) ;) "You're always so understanding. That's one of the reasons I like you more than the other cats on the street."

Larissa was rather frustrated about something at her work, and she needed to relax. It is midnight and she's already on her night gown, but her frustration never seem to fade, so she tossed and toss on her bed, wishing and wanting to sleep, but she just can't.

Another "brilliant" idea popped into her head. She transforms into a cat and make her way to you.

The sound of a mewling cat wakes you from your slumber. You try to find where the sound is coming from, and you found it on your window. It's Catrissa, scratching and mewling at your window. You wonder to yourself on how she got there and even know where you live, but you are sleepy as hell so you just let it slip off your mind. You let the cat in and it settles besides you on your bed. You're cuddling the cat as you went back to sleep.

The next morning. Your nose welcomed a familiar scent and inhaled it deeply and unashamedly. The cat you were spooning have turned into a person. A very tall, gorgeous, and exquisite person. You hugged the body tightly, and you felt them shift closer to you. A few seconds after, you finally come to your senses. You don't have someone to go to sleep with and cuddle like that.

You jumped out of your bed and blink two or three times. You even pinch yourself just to make sure you weren't dreaming. "Larissa?" She hummed when you called her name, as she turns to look at you. Seeing the look on your face, she look back on her body and she saw that she shifted back to her human form unknowingly.

She jumped out on the other side of the bed. "Y/N, darling." She smiles at you awkwardly. You put your hands on your face. You inhaled and exhaled sharply.

When you took your hand out of your face, you looked around trying to find the cat that you were cuddling last night. This feels like a dream, and things are so freaking unbelievable. 'How did she get here?' 'When did she get here?' 'Why is she here?' 'Where's the cat?' "What???" Your head was full of question, but that's all that came out your mouth.

"I can explain, Y/N." She said and you just nodded at her. You were still looking for the cat, "have you seen a cat?" Your eyes now met hers-- she gulped and exhaled and she trailed off, "yeah. --about that." She fidgets with her fingers.

You sat on the bed and signaled her to sit beside you, which she quickly followed. And she proceeds to explain and tell you everything. EVERYTHING.

She felt embarrassed. "You must really hate me right now." She finally gained the courage to look up at you, she was expecting to see disappointment plastered on your face, but instead, she saw you grinning widely.

You took her hand and held it tightly. "How can I ever hate you? When all you did was try and get close to me? I'm really impressed, rather amused." Your grin growing wide by the seconds. "Larissa Weems; Goddess. Shifts into a cat 'cause she likes my company and my embrace, instead of actually asking me out on an actual date." You chuckled at her softly. "Need not rub it in, darling." She said as she shook her head from side to side, she try to put her palms on her face with her free hand, to try and hide her embarrassment and save the last of her dignity. You looked at her and saw that she felt a little guilty, "oh baby, it's not an insult. I think it's way too adorable. My face is hurting from smiling, and my heart is swelling in my chest."

You pulled her into a hug, and she melts between your hands. You cupped her cheek and rests your hands at the back of her neck when her gaze fixated on you. "You are such a goddess. So cosmic, and yet so very, truly, and utterly human. It's incredible. No one can do it like you. You're so exceptional." Larissa went to hug you again and she hummed by the warmth you were giving. She frowned when you pulled away. But you quickly wiped it off her face when you pulled her into a kiss. A passionately slow, and savory kiss. When you pull away for air, you shower her face with kisses.

"Now, let's go back to sleep. I'm still sleepy as hell. You're so comfy and soft. I want to cuddle you again." You both lay in bed cuddling and you went right back to sleep. Larissa, on the other hand, lay there all flustered, extremely happy, and blissful.

Two years have passed. You were cuddling on the couch watching a movie after you have dinner. Even though Larissa is the taller one, you would always be the one spooning her. You inhaled through her neck and give it a quick peck and it gives shivers down her spine.

"Remember when you transform into a cat just so you could get close to me, instead of asking me on a date like any person would?" She chuckled at the thought, "That was rather embarrassing on my part, darling." "Oh baby," you looked at her lovingly, "that's nothing to be embarrassed of." You showered her with kiss while still embracing her tightly.

The memories of when she was a cat came flashing back, reminding her of what's currently happening, but now it's even better. Now that you're married.

"Have I ever told you that I will always love you for everything that you are?" You asked and she smiled softly, "yes, darling. All the time." And you continued, "well, did I ever tell you--" she speak at the same time as you, saying what you're saying word for word, "that I can't help it, I just simply love you." You both chuckled and you kiss her, this time on the lips.

You both grinned from ear to ear as you pull away for air. Both of your hands exploring each other's, like it never went and touch them before. You kissed again. Softly--- now harshly, and then...

[misscorn]

Day 1 Blossom/Reunion

Oh my god im freaking out @takaritsuweek day 0 is almost freaking here and I can't handle it. I don't know what I'm going to do with myself. Enjoy some sadness LAKSJLKAJ

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Masamune’s eyes had become much more sensitive (and required an even stronger prescription) in his old age, causing him to slowly wake at the first hint of sunlight. Usually he would grumble and throw his blanket over his head - much too tired to be dragging himself out of bed to adjust the curtains - but today he would utilize every waking moment. 

Today was special, after all. 

He slowly sat up, more bones protesting than he would have liked as his feet touched the cool floor. His movement disturbed the big fluff ball that had been laying beside him, making her stand and stretch at her own sluggish pace. She padded across the mattress to bump her head against Masamune’s arm. 

“Being nice today, Sakura?” He asked, scratching her between her white ears. “Or are you just hungry?”

She meowed, making her way into Masamune’s lap and plopping down. She was an old cat now - sixteen years old give or take - and the name had been Masamune’s idea after he and Ritsu found her frightened and hungry on the street. Ritsu treated the name suggestion like a bad joke, but it just ended up sticking. 

Sakura head butted Masamune’s hand as he pet her, quietly purring. 

“Ah, are you maybe worried about me? Do you remember what today is?” He asked. “Come on, get up.” He gently nudged her, Sakura not typically enjoying being picked up and manhandled. With enough encouragement, Sakura hopped down from the bed, much more agile than Masamune despite her own elderly status. She took a few steps forward toward the bedroom door before looking behind her shoulder to make sure Masamune was following. 

“I’m slow, but I’m coming, don’t rush an old man.” He said with a chuckle, making his way to the small kitchen. He made himself a cup of coffee and got Sakura her food. He didn’t have much of an appetite himself, sipping his hot drink slowly as he watched Sakura eat greedily. 

“Now, don’t start expecting me to always wake up this early to give you your food.” Masamune warned and Sakura made some noise that couldn’t quite be classified as a meow with all her chewing mixed in with it. Masamune smiled a bit to himself in amusement, finishing his coffee. 

“I’ve got something for you.” He said, opening a specific cabinet that made Sakura’s pupils go wide and her ears stand up straight as her brain alerted her that this was the one that held the treats. She jumped up onto the counter, meowing loudly, making Masamune shush and shoo her. “Have some manners, Sakura.” He scolded playfully, getting out a treat for her as well as a little toy he’d stowed away. He set the treat down first, chuckling as she devoured it. “You’re going to choke.” He warned, but she didn’t pay him any mind.

She licked her lips once she was finished then looked up at Masamune expectantly, waiting to see if she was lucky enough for more. 

“Here, since you destroyed your last one.” He said as he gently tossed a small fish shaped toy to her. Sakura latched on to it immediately, biting and kicking with her back legs. She preferred toys she could grab rather than little balls to chase - that took too much energy. Masamune watched her ‘attack’ with affection. 

“Happy birthday, Sakura.” He said. Now, he and Ritsu didn’t know if today was actually her birthday - it was unlikely - but today was the day that the two had found her, so it seemed appropriate enough. 

With Sakura taken care of, Masamune began to walk out of the kitchen. First he went to a rather expansive bookshelf, very carefully scanning the titles that he and Ritsu had collected over the years for one book in particular and pulling it out once he located it. He then shuffled to stand in front of a simple and private shrine, tending to some of the cherry blossom branches on display he’d gotten the previous day. Sakura followed after a few moments, the fish toy in her mouth as if it were prey she had caught. 

“Today isn’t just your birthday, Sakura.” Masamune said, looking down at her when he heard the tinkling of the bell on her collar. She let out a muffled meow around the toy as she looked up toward the flowers and the picture front and center. She knew from past experience that if she tried to jump up there she’d get grabbed, so she stayed put. 

Masamune lit a candle, refraining from burning incense as he knew it wasn’t good for his feline friend. 

“Happy birthday, Ritsu.” He said, soon kneeling on a cushion, planning on being here for quite a while. Sakura watched him for a few moments before ultimately deciding to curl up next to him, gently dropping her toy between her own front paws. 

“I bought a small cake for later. And I have your favorite book here. I thought I’d read it to you. Sakura’s here too, to say happy birthday. She’s more clingy today. I think she’s worried I’m sad.” Masamune scratched her under her chin, Sakura leaning into the touch. “Well, she’s not wrong. I miss you.” Masamune took in a shaking breath, his already terrible vision becoming even more blurry with tears. “I can’t cry and read, though. You’d be mad if I got your favorite book all wet.” He said with a bittersweet laugh, pulling his hand away from Sakura to push his glasses out of the way and rub his eyes. “You’re lucky I love you so much, you know that? Otherwise I’d be royally pissed off that you left me again even though you promised you wouldn’t.” He continued. “I mean, I am pissed off, don’t get me wrong, but I’ll forgive you if you give me the thousands of kisses I’m owed triple fold when we meet again.” He said, sounding entirely too serious about his terms.

The photo of Ritsu just smiled wordlessly, an eternal flush to his cheeks, forever immortalized as a bashful, nervous, but excited groom on his wedding day.

Masamune took another deep breath, realizing he’d just been staring for a few minutes. “Sorry. Don’t mean to be giving you a hard time on your birthday of all days.” He smiled a bit. “I guess I should be giving you thousands of kisses, huh?” He chuckled. “Shouldn’t I, Sakura?” He asked. 

Sakura meowed in response, but stayed curled up.

“See, she agrees.” He said, trying to ignore the way his heart grew heavier at the lack of indignant protests and embarrassed denials. “You probably want me to get on with the reading already, huh? It’s not as fun to tease you without you here to yell at me, anyway. One would think you would have mellowed out, but I swear you got worse.” He joked, chuckling softly to himself, his laughter petering out into a sigh. “I’d give anything to hear you call me an idiot again, though.” A brief silence fell over Masamune before he smiled slowly. “Or a pervert.” His laughter returned. “How’d I get so lucky, marrying the cutest man in the world?”

Still no answer, not that Masamune was expecting one. Masamune sighed once more, admiring his husband’s features. “When did we get so old?” He complained. Although many things began to deteriorate the older he got - his eyesight, his strength, his energy - the memories of their youth were still bold in his mind. His heart so clearly recalled the feeling of falling love for the first time - how frightening, unexpected, exciting, and overwhelmingly warm it was. Although their separation had left a deep wound, it healed with time and the scar faded with the many wonderful years he and Ritsu were able to spend together after their reunion. 

Now, all that was left was the love that was so haphazardly but sincerely and passionately tended to and grew into something beyond what Masamune ever could have hoped for. Only, the person that love was for was no longer here to share it. 

“Mreow?” 

Masamune blinked, realizing his tears had overwhelmed him this time and began to fall down his face. 

“Sorry, girl. I don’t mean to worry you.” Masamune stroked her back reassuringly. “You miss him too, don’t you?” He added with a sad smile. 

It took at least a year for Sakura to stop looking for Ritsu after his passing. Sakura had always preferred Ritsu over Masamune, not that Masamune minded - nor could he blame her. Ritsu was great, after all. She’d get on Ritsu’s side of the bed, sniffing his pillow and laying down, meowing loudly to demand nightly cuddles - a ritual that she and Ritsu became quite settled in after years of companionship (And Ritsu finally learning how to handle and read the body language of a cat). However, her meows were left unanswered. She would look behind Masamune after he’d come home from running errands to see if Ritsu would be following, but he never was. She’d even sit and wait at the front door, meowing over and over again as if her voice could lead Ritsu back home.

Masamune’s grief had been volatile for a long time, even more so during the first year. Sometimes when he saw Sakura sitting and waiting he had to sit himself down on the couch as he became overwhelmed with body jerking sobs, unable to compose himself for hours. Other times he’d snap and tell her to shut up and that Ritsu wasn’t ever coming back. Much more rarely he would sit beside her and pet her head, watching the door with her. 

“I think that’s why we get along pretty well.” Masamune said to the cat. “Cause we both love Ritsu.”

“Mreow.”

“Only idiots wouldn’t love him.” 

Sakura started to purr and Masamune took that as agreement. He calmed down his tears and straightened out his glasses before he finally opened up the book to start reading out loud. Sakura’s purring quieted down before ceasing all together, her breathing calm and steady as she fell asleep to the sound of his voice. 

Masamune continued to read, letting himself get lost enough in the book that he could pretend there was another person leaning against his shoulder and following along with the words.

[fantomette22]

Triangle dot com sleepover time!!! Tell me more about your two bread shaped cats!

Ok so actually I never reblog the sleepover asks but let's go I guess XD Also the pictures where kind of funny ok

No seriously thank you for the question! I'm glad to got asks so I will gladly answer! But before talking about my lil current bread cats (help that was in winter!) I will talk about all the pets I ever got (we got a couple of fish as a child but they don't count, and there's currently a big red fish white now lol at my parents home.)

Patate (his name basically means potatoes I know) he was a black and white cat my parent got before their wedding and my birth. He died when I was around 4 I think. He was a really kind and cool cat. He even tried to sleep in my bed when I wasn't there XD Before my parents wedding (2y before my birth) my mom had to go to the hospital... when she came back the cat wasn't happy XD but forgive her eventually. Likewise for my birth we stay one week at the maternity he was a bit confuse but warmed up fast from what they told me.

Noisette. When I was hm 9y? I think? We got her from a friend of my mother. She was a white and red cat and only kitten of the litter. As the kitten she was really sweet but as adult idk she become agressive and caracterial. My lil bro was really scared and she started to attack us. So we had to gave her to a shelter... I hope she's doing great.. BUT before she leave she left us with 2 adorable angels :)

Cookie & Tigrou : My dearest baby cats ❤️ They are the sons of Noisette and were born in our house. I remember when they were kitten they slept both with me. Cookie was almost all white with a red tail and a few red spot on the forehead, ears and neck. Sadly he died when he was 1-2 years old.. I couldn't even see him before he was buried. That was a long time ago.

As for his brother Tigrou :) (named Tigre originally and on his papers lol) it's him! he's 12 years now I think! yeah it's my lil baby boy I love him so much.

Praline : A few years (3years??) ago, I discover a young and wild cat/kitten in our backward who was hiding. A little female. She end up sticking around and our cat tolerated her. Still she stay really afraid of humans and she can't live in a home for too long. You can't just take her in our arms and walk I got hurt the hard way XD Still there is occasion you can approach her and caress her.

And! She got 2 litters and even birth the first one my room damnit XD So for the first litter, 4 adorable kittens.<3

(2 male, one black and the tabby one & 2 females with black fur, the last one here being the one with long fur)

It was during quarantine I had all the time to take care of them. My recommandations: don't let unhinged kitten in your room h24 :) it's a bad idea. I miss them a lot but they all have super families now.

One of her daughter had long fur, i don’t have pictures on this phone but she is so pretty now.

A few months later we didn't managed to sterilize her in time and she got another litter. 6 kitten. I don't wanna talk about it but all you need to know is that we ended up with 3 kitten that grow up healthy and all have family now. (2 female : the marble and black one and a male, the tabby one). (The marble one was adopted by my uncle & cousins too)

I am doing my studies overseas so I can't really saw them now and it pained me so much ;-; but I know my parents & brother are talking good care of them.

[verndusk]

15 Questions - 15 Mutuals

Thank you so much @freesia-writes for the tag!

I guess this is a good opportunity to introduce myself and give a little bit about me since I never really did, haha. Not intended to be so secretive - but also not used to sharing so much on social media! So the answers to the questions are below!

Were you named after anyone?

Yes! I'd rather not reveal my legal name but I was named after a Polish jouralist, writer, and traveller! When it comes to the name Vern - the story behind that is a little funny, at least to me! I was browsing chickensmoothie.com and noticed a pet with a randomly chosen name "Verndesk" - thought it was cool, but also thought "Verndusk" would sound a lot cooler! And it does, so that's that. :)

When was the last time you cried?

Ah, a few days ago. I was imagning scenarions between my OC's. Specfically the padawan Towa, she survives order 66 but at the cost of her master, as it typically goes. She survives alone for years, living in shame and fear - until she sees one of the clones from her squad who defected. They're my babies, okay? I can get emotional over them... (T⌓T)

Do you have kids?

Nope! I am 19 and can barely take care of myself, no thank you! Though my mother and grandmother had their first child at 20... looks like some family patterns will be broken!

Do you use sarcasm?

Yeah... It's a little counterintuitive for myself since I have a hard time figuring out when other people are sarcastic to me - but I love to dish out some sarcasm. oops.

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Is "the vibe" a valid answer? I actually try not to look at people and avoid them when I can, my autistic ass hates (irl) social interaction when it's not needed.

What’s your eye color?

I have slight heterochromia, both my eyes are mostly green, but one is paler than the other - though it's not really noticable unless you look at me closely... it runs in the family actually!

Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings! I can handle horror okay but I prefer a good resolution at the end.

Any special talents?

I guess that depends on what "special talent" entails? I can move my ears, and bend my fingers up in a funny unnatural way. Does remembering obscure knowledge aboun niche subjects count as a talent?

Where were you born?

Poland!

What are your hobbies?

Art (kind of obvious), cooking, gardening, gaming, and writing!

Have any pets?

My cat Poppy, she's 2 and I love her with all my heart. She's a little bitch but it's not her fault. We got her as a kitten, and my whole family has been smitten by her! She's a void kitty! Fun fact, I named her after the poppy flower because her fur is black like poppy seeds, she wears red collars like poppy flowers, and has green eyes like poppy stems - also born in November (1st), which in the UK is known for it's poppies in rememberance of veterans. :)

What sports do/have you played?

Not many... dyspraxia be damned! But I did enjoy cricket and badmintom at school - I love watching volleyball games from time to time though!

How tall are you?

5''4 :)

Favorite subject at school?

Art, History, Psychology, Criminology! I can't pick just one, honestly!

Dream job?

Psychologist! Planning to go to university after this gap year to study psychology - hopefully become a therapist in the future. I would love to work with younger people especially, since I know that was the age I was most affected by my mental health, and would follow in the footsteps of my own therapist that I had when I was a teenager. I want to be the person my younger self would have needed.

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I don't think I actually have 15 mutuals to tag, so if you see this and are mutuals with @swarovski-yoda (that's my main haha), feel free to also participate! I am very bad at tagging games (especially on twitter) and inbox chains but I do see and appreciate all of them!

[hamatos-talk]

Anyway, Thunder grows up and a fire happens in the forest. He goes in with Grey Wing to save cats, and Clear Sky sees and finally wants his son. Not because of any bond or anything, only because he saw how strong his son was and was like "I'm gonna have him help me take over the forest" and like... No, sir, you kicked your little brother out when he broke his leg and was unable to climb trees or anything because it was broken and not healed-

Anyway, a sickness begins spreading through the cat groups. They begin dying. Then Thunder meets a cat named Star Flower, and he falls in love with her. Then she manipulates him and leads him, Grey Wing, Clear Sky, and a few other cats I think to a trap. Oh and during this time, Clear Sky had let a rogue named One Eye join him. Yeah. One Eye is a bitch and nearly kills them all. He doesn't, though. Thunder learns of the cure and helps cure cats of the sickness, meanwhile his dad is FLIRTING WITH HIS EX. And even GETS WITH HIS EX. Yep, Clear Sky got with the cat that helped her dad nearly kill everyone. But it's fine because she changed... And he didn't care how hurt his son was. Because Clear Sky only cares about himself. Clear Sky is a BITCH-

Anyway, so it turns out that in the fire, Grey Wing has caught some sort of like... Cat asthma from the smoke. And Turtle Tail is there with him. Until she leaves. Then she comes back because she had went and become a kittypet, aka a pet cat, and she got pregnant by the cat there named Tom. Which, to the groups of cats, that's like naming an amab human Male. Because they call male cats toms. Just a silly little things- anyway, there was a cat named Bumble that lived with Turtle and Tom. She was Turtle's best friend. She dies.

Anyway, Turtle Tail gives birth to... 3-4 kits I can't remember exactly, imma have to check my books.... Eh, anyway, Grey Wing helps raise them because he is head over heels for her. Like an absolute simp. He was sad when she left. But then, Tom appears and takes the kits so he can have them because they're his kids. Would make sense if he wasn't an asshole. He would literally attack Turtle and Bumble when he could but not in front of their owner-

Anyway, Turtle Tail goes after the kits. And then, since Grey Wing is too sick to go after her, Thunder and Lightning go. They run into the group of cats by the water, and their leader River Ripple is a cool cat. He's chill. And he goes with them to lead them to the two leg place, or a city/neighborhood.

And by the road they see Turtle Tail dead. She had been hit with a car. They go and find the house that Tom lives at, Lightning shows off to the kits what they would have to do if they stayed with Tom, aka being all cuddly with a human. The kits are like "ew gross!" and leave with the cats.

Then learn their mom is dead. And Grey Wing comforts them as he has to deal with the death of his wife. What's with the Erins and killing mates, I jsut realized how often they do that... *Yawns*

-Shadow

[medleymisty]

Tagged by the very awesome and cool @nigmos!

are you named after anyone? - My mother has said that she knew a babysitter at some point in her life with my name? I don't know for sure though.

when was the last time you cried? - I can't remember specifically but probably the last time I thought about cats not being happy and safe.

do you have kids? - nope

do you use sarcasm a lot? - No. I don't really get it, being probably somewhere on the autism spectrum. Sometimes I say really obvious sarcastic things and I tell the spousal person, "I was using sarcasm!" to make sure he knows. ;)

what sports do you play/have you played? - None, really?

what's the first thing you notice about other people? - If they're nice or not, I think.

scary movies or happy endings? - Both! I like horror and I also like silly stories that end happily.

eye color? - I think sort of hazel?

any special talents? - I used to be good at writing! The spousal person says I am good at petting cats. :)

where were you born? - North Carolina, US

what are your hobbies? - playing Sims and Elder Scrolls Online, taking pictures, watching Korean dramas with the spousal person because he's probably also on the spectrum and that's been his special interest since 2019, learning about humans and why they do the things they do, listening to podcasts at work about kdramas or debunking pop science or the history of how current cultural myths came to be or about how cults and other high control groups work, and petting cats.

do you have any pets? - Currently we are at 8 cats. In 2014 we found a pregnant stray in our backyard and she had six kittens and we kept the whole family, and there is one surviving member of the four cats we already had when Pixel showed up. Yes, we have approval from our vet, who called once to tell us that we're the best cat caretakers she's seen.

how tall are you? - 5 feet, 7 and a half inches

fave subject in school? - English and science. I actually got better grades in science than English, despite the aforementioned used to be good at writing thing.

dream job? -  The job I've had for...18 years come September. Taking pics and virtual tours of real estate. I get to drive around by myself most of the day, listening to podcasts, and I get to take pictures and see some cool properties and set my own schedule mostly. It's nice.

I tag anyone who wants to answer these questions!

[monstrsball]

HELLO!! I’m genuinely curious what got you into haikyuu and hwat made you stay… also you were one of the first few ppl I saw who liked oisuga/iwaoisuga and I was like Woah. headcanons you have of them maybe?? or like what you think of their general silly dynamic. what suga ship do you like other than iwaoisuga? also I apologise if thats a lot,, but thank you 4 answering anyway :3

i don't mind at all!! i love when i get asks with lots of questions!!

so, i got into haikyuu in... 2021? i want to say? that sounds right. i had a lot of free time and i had been playing mystic messenger (lol) and i wanted something to keep me occupied between chat rooms so i was looking for things to watch! i don't really remember why i decided to watch haikyuu, that was when it was on netflix so it may have been as simple as "i want to watch an anime, oh this one looks neat and i've heard about it before"

as for what made me stay.... not sure! it was really engaging and i remember the matches had me on the edge of my seat and freaking out in my bedroom and i was like "i can't believe a volleyball anime is captivating me (<- not a sports person)"

and the characters too! they're all well written and i always enjoy when creators give us extra information (character sheets). and i latched onto suga really hard and never let go. this was also a few months after the second part of season 4 wrapped up so the fandom was pretty active which helped.

answering the rest under the cut

trying to think of any iwaoisuga headcanons i have that i haven't discussed here... i've been thinking about pets a lot! about two years ago i made a whole bunch of pet headcanons but those are kinda outdated now. i've changed my mind.

i think iwa already has a dog when they start dating. an akita he got in high school named kenji! (she is a girl but is named kenji because they thought she was a boy and the name stuck) when iwaizumi told oikawa he was naming her this, oikawa was like "AFTER FUTAKUCHI??" and iwa was like "who?" [doesn't remember names]

anyway. oikawa has a love hate relationship with her. she is, all things considered, a lovely and well behaved dog but she's also very stubborn and doesn't always want to listen to oikawa specifically. also oikawa in my mind is the type of guy who would get kinda jealous over a dog. [in a... silly way, not a serious toxic way]

suga loves her <33 they're besties... she loves him too, very excited when suga comes to the apartment. animals and children love sugawara koushi. bc he's so cool and has a comforting presence.

(and then i have thoughts about a cat too! but i have a wip about this so i won't go into detail)

some other headcanons/thoughts on their dynamic (many are inspired by conversations i've had with friends - shout out to ash and bex specifically)

i think suga specifically has a way of bringing out iwa's sillier side. a little better than oikawa can. suga tells people that iwaizumi is the funniest guy he knows and people are like "... Him?" because funny isn't the first word they think of when they think iwaizumi hajime. but suga thinks he's very funny. they both really enjoy puns and jokes that other people would argue are bad.

as we know, oikawa can be dramatic and overreacts to things sometimes. it is very intentional and he does it because he know it annoys iwaizumi. suga likes to enable him sometimes because he ALSO likes seeing iwaizumi exasperated

iwaoi have many silly arguments. suga likes listening to these silly arguments and thinks they are very entertaining. (the fact that he's endeared/entertained and not annoyed by this is how they knew it was meant to be)

suga also likes when iwaoi get competitive over silly things. (suga is also a guy who gets competitive over silly things but the things he gets competitive over doesn't always overlap with what iwaoi are getting competitive over) sometimes oikawa talks about winning at being a boyfriend and iwa is like "you can't win at that" but iwa is also invested in 'winning' at being a boyfriend. <- they are not serious, ofc. i must make it clear this is in a silly way, not a toxic way. they have a healthy relationship.

before they started hanging out with suga, iwa always teased oikawa for not having much of a spice tolerance. and then they started hanging out with suga and iwa realized that compared to suga, he ALSO doesn't have much of a spice tolerance. suga often has to tone down spicy meals he cooks for them because his spice tolerance is absurdly high. iwa indulges him sometimes too though... even if it means his mouth will be burning.

i like lots of suga ships other than iwaoisuga!! i really enjoy kurosuga and i've made a few posts about it!! also a fan of sugaten but i haven't really made any posts about them. i think they're neat though. and sugayaku! sugayaku is lovely and really cute. very underrated too. ASASUGA!!! asasuga is so cute. i think about asahi calling to suga to set to him a Lot. there are others but these are the 'big' ones i would say.

i am very picky about daisuga though, i like when some of my mutuals do it and i like poly ships with daisuga (asadaisuga, kurodaisuga, etc) but otherwise i usually only talk about their dynamic platonically lol.

[astrabear]

15 questions, 15 tags

tagged by @ongreenergrasses. Not gonna tag 15 people, that's like 30% of all the people I follow.

Are you named after anyone? I have the name that my mother would have had, if my grandmother hadn't changed her mind at the last minute and given her a popular name instead. My mother always resented being one of many [name]s in her classes at school and was determined that if she had a daughter, she'd use this name.

When was the last time you cried? Man, I don't fuckin know. My dad died a year and a half ago, my stepfather died a few months ago, I've been unemployed and looking for work since December (just accepted an offer the other day, so that's cool), I visit my mom regularly and she's having a really hard time, and there was an ice storm a couple of weeks ago that left us without power for 36 hours and brought up a bunch of trauma from a debilitating storm two years ago. Also I have depression and anxiety. I can't be bothered to keep track of when or how often I cry, is what I'm saying. Sometime in the past week, probably.

Do you have kids? nope

Do you use sarcasm a lot? When joking with my roommate, yes. As part of general communication, I use it but I think not a lot?

What's the first thing you notice about people? Doesn't this depend on what's noticeable? Like if someone has blue hair, I'm gonna notice the blue hair first. Anything that stands out or seems unexpected - unusual hair color, tattoos, certain hair styles, size/height/other features that are at either end of the bell curve, dramatic clothes or accessories.

What's your eye color? Dark brown

Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings, definitely.

Any special talents? I notice and remember stuff about people, and I connect pieces of information. Someone once described it as my superpower. This makes me very good at giving gifts. Sometimes I have to keep it to myself in order to not sound creepy (because people aren't necessarily prepared for you to remember something they said in passing a year ago, and then connect it to something that someone else mentioned last week, and use that to infer something they had not yet told you.) I'm also bizarrely good at finding specific Old Guard fanfics.

Where were you born? Houston, Texas

What are your hobbies? I have had so many hobbies that I no longer currently practice. I want to get back into cooking and baking (as hobbies rather than just necessity). I write. I play the Sims. For a while I was using the Sims to make fanvids, but that's fallen away as the writing has picked up. I'd like to start drawing again. It's going to take some time to get back in shape enough to do it, but I'd love to one day take up weightlifting again.

Do you have any pets? I have two cats, Truffle and Tristan. They will be turning 4 in a couple of months. I adopted them in 2019 and I can't imagine getting through lockdown without them. I made up these song lyrics about them, back when "Bad Guy" was still a thing: So he's a buff guy Not got lots of fluff guy Likes to play real rough guy Tail always so puffed guy She's that smart type Take my things apart type Face a work of art type Got a loving heart type They are good cats Duh

What sports do you play/have you played? None. The only physical endeavor that I've ever been serious about was weightlifting, but never competitively.

How tall are you? 5'3, 160cm. I'm basically a hobbit.

Favorite subject in school? In high school, English. In college, probably history.

Dream job? Alas, there is no job out there that would include doing complex work in spreadsheets and databases, and coaching/mentoring other people, and doing some kind of problem solving/information and referral work that gives people immediate assistance. When I did social service type jobs, I felt like I wasn't getting enough mental stimulation, and now that I'm working more analytical jobs I miss the satisfaction of helping people. Oh well.

Like I said, I'm not going to tag 15 people. But I will tag @lazaefair, because you're my most recent follow so I know you the least well.

For cat pics, see below

Truffle, my perfect angel baby:

And Tristan, my little goblin boy:

[writingathesisonthoseweirdcats]

LOG 33

Well well well if it isn't my old notebooks from my thesis time... Thesis... i haven't heard that name in years...

Well no. In three years exactly why is still quite a lot, but not so much happened except in my personnal life (did I mention I married Anita? long story. will never tell you the details because that's not the point of that blog. also I got accused of a triple murder that happened in the neighbourhood but don't worry i got exonerated of all charges because i'm innocent)

If we want to do a quick summary of kitty drama, here it goes:

Sunstar died. The russian blue went through the five stages of grief the trial by pain or whatever - I REALLY need to follow the next guy to become the boss of their group and install a spycam where those trials are held because it's still a big mystery to me - and is now Big Boss of the Forest group.

Bailey, a stray cat which had given birth to a litter recently, joined the Moorclan? Or something? Tagged one of her kits next to a tansy bush so called her Tansypaw, and noticed the other's fur was well groomed so called him Brushpaw. Tansypaw and Brushpaw immediately started going into the village behind Windover Farm with two of the younger Moor Group cats. Allowed me to tag those two too. Tagged them during the night it was one o'clock i was not inspired I named one Onepaw and the other Morningpaw - cause i wished we were in the morning not the night.

Crookedja...star, let's not forget he's big boss now, had kits with his mate! His mate and nearly all the kits died. That was sad. Anyway.

Bluestar's abandonned kids became adults! I witnessed them go through all the rites that wildcats can subject each other to (which by the way is a very whadafak moment to realize). Decided to give them new names to celebrate, now they're Stonefur and Mistyfoot, cause those names sound cool and I'm getting invested in them.

Onepaw and his sisters got adults too! Can't remember how i named thme. I'm not even sure I named them. I don't think the pet cats of the neighbourhood are safe with a bunch of wildcats roaming around in town.

Loads of cats died. Multiple reasons. That includes Raggedstar. Last I checked, the new big boss of the Swamp Group was Yellowfang's abandonned kid, Brokenstar. Crazy how many kittens are being abandonned around here.

Also Brokenstar made all the third age group leave his camp? They went to establish their own a bit further down the river? Wild. Idk what's happening.

Anyway i'm back in business babies. I don't know what I'm doing here. I don't know what's happening. Anita said she's ok with me starting to liveblog my cats again as long as I don't give identifying details about our family (I already basically gave you my address so yikes but hey i was a dumb student)

[violetjedisylveon]

Into The Market

Summary: Eda takes Enzo and King to the market for a grocery run. On the way back, Enzo gets a protective friend.

Word count: 4.0k

Warnings: trauma, referenced child abuse, child abuse, gaslighting, manipulation, referenced manipulation, implied harm to child, nightmares, multiple Philip/Belos mentions. Typos

A/N: I've decided that the name of this AU is pretty long so I abbreviated it to Er2g AU if you want to use that as well as the longer version for talking about it or whatever. Also, there is an adorable snake in this chapter, please do enjoy.

Eda raises two gods AU link here. Nibs the Cat Snake here.

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The food markets were a whole different experience from the selling market. It was much louder and busier. Enzo made sure to keep Eda in their sights at all times when he couldn't hold her hand.

Eda had turned away to inspect some packaged food and Enzo caught King sneaking out of the cart. Acting instantly, they scooped King up into their arms before he could get any further. He squealed and flailed around.

"It's not playtime King, you needa stay with the owl lady." Enzo scolded him.

He pouted and tried escaping again as they tried to set him back in the cart.

"We're gonna need some way to keep track of this little guy." Eda sighed.

Enzo nodded, it would be nice to have something that would let them keep track of King. They wouldn't have to worry every time he was out of their sight.

Something shiny caught their eye. A bunch red collars with gold tags were hanging off the edge of the pet aisle.

"What about one of those?" They pointed it out to Eda.

She set the bag of dried fruit she was holding down and took a look at it. She examined one, pulling it to see how strong it was and make sure it wouldn't stay caught on anything. It looked able to take quite a bit of punishment.

"This should be good enough for now, I can put a tracking spell on it at home." Eda dropped the collar into Enzo's hands.

They held it out to King, he sniffed curiously and tried to bite it. Enzo giggled and gave King some head scratches, their brother leaned into the touch with a soft little chuff.

"Hey Enzo, which one of these do you think our little escapee would like?" Eda asked.

They glanced away from King to see what she was talking about. Eda was holding up two bags of dried meat, each had different scents with them. Enzo tapped their chin in thought. Well, Dad and Cel liked smokey foods, King should like them too, right?

"The smokey smelling one." They answered.

Eda tossed the selected bag into their cart and pushed the cart out of the row of dried food. Enzo held on to the side of the cart so he wouldn't get lost.

They passed a cool area with packages of meat sitting on shelves. Eda picked out a few packages of griffin sausage and other griffin meats. Enzo looked over the other options available, there were various sea meat options. Enzo remembered eating some kind of thin and wiggly sea animal with Dad, Cel would join them in hunting and eat it too. They searched through the sea options for anything that resembled it, they had liked it, it had a nutty and slightly salty flavor.

They found it under the name Nut-headed Squid. It looked almost the same as he remembered it, they grabbed one and showed it to Eda.

"Um... can we get this too?" Enzo asked shyly.

Eda took the package from them and examined it, making sure it was nothing poisonous for the kid.

"d-Dad and I used to eat it, he ate the bigger ones and I ate the smaller ones." Enzo added.

"Sure kid, if you'd like them." Eda put the squid into the cart.

"Do you have any other foods you like?" She asked.

"Uh, I dunno, a lotta things have changed and I don't recognize much. Sorry." They apologized, fearing the reaction for forgetting again.

"Don't worry about it, it's not your fault you can't remember." Eda told them.

Enzo stared at her. It wasn't their fault they couldn't remember something? Philip always got upset for their 'bad memory' and blamed them for forgetting about something important even if they hadn't known.

"Is something wrong Enzo?" Eda asked.

She sounded concerned, it sounded genuine, more genuine than Philip ever sounded.

"N-no, nothing's wrong." They shook their head.

Eda was silently concerned about the reaction a simple comment had received. Enzo had expected some sort of punishment for forgetting? She made a mental note to write that, and the other behaviors she'd observed on their little trip, down somewhere she wouldn't loose it.

"C'mon, let's gets some milk and eggs, after that we can go and get as much Blossom Bat fruit as you can carry." Eda told the kid.

Their face lit up with excitement.

"Really? Let's go!" They shouted, pulling the front of the cart to make it go faster.

Eda chuckled when King jumped onto his sibling's head with a triumphant squeak.

XXX

Enzo dropped their armful of fruit onto the checkout counter with a big smile. Eda was surprised by how much they could carry, but didn't back out and was going to buy it all. She had enough money to cover the groceries bought from her market sales today and Blossom Bat fruit was very cheap.

She put the rest of the groceries on the counter and snagged King back when he wound up on the counter with the food. She had gotten her usual groceries, with some kid aimed stuff like cereal, some snacks that she figured they'd like and the couple of things that Enzo recognized and nervously asked if they could get it. She didn't have much of an idea of what she would need outside of food for the kids, but she figured she had the bare minimum at the moment, she didn't have enough toys yet. She could stop by the kid friendly part of the market on their way back and see what toys they wanted.

The cashier checked them out without any problems and she payed, the full amount and legally this time. She didn't need to attract attention today.

She took the grocery bag that was offered to her, it had an expansion spell on it so everything fit and it wasn't too heavy due to the counter weight spell it also had. The bag would last for a good amount of time and she could use it for a while until she got around to putting such spells on a bag of her own and using that instead. She put King back in the carrier and took Enzo's hand to leave the store.

"We have one more stop, you and King can pick out something you like there." She told Enzo.

XXX

King was currently attacking a chew toy meant for large beast demons, ones much larger than he was. It was cute to see the little guy think he could take the massive toy.

Enzo thankfully came to the rescue and stopped their brother from getting hurt. Eda flipped through another parenting book, this one intended for demons. It was highly rated and proven to be a successful help according to reviews. She might as well take it too in addition to the more witch intended parenting books, the kind that was made for how to deal with all the emotions and uncertainty for parents and another that was how to deal with the kid part of it.

She bought all three books and put them into the grocery bag, grateful the owner of this stand had books and toys for sale. She saw King playing with a raccoon toy that he seemed to like a lot out of the corner of her eye, but she didn't see Enzo. They never went far, she scanned the other stalls and to her relief found the kid quickly.

Enzo was standing with their face pressed against the glass of some sort of display at a pet stall. The stall looked pretty legitimate, Eda was pretty sure she'd seen posts from the owner on penstagram about how to care for all sorts of critters.

"See something you like, Enzo?" She asked, going over to them while keeping an ear on King.

Enzo pulled their face away from the glass and nodded vigorously. They pointed to the creature in the enclosure. It was a young Cat Snake, three months old, patternless and a Grassland one if the sign was to be believed.

The Cat Snake had uncoiled from it's perch and extended it's head towards Enzo. It's nose was pressed agaist the glass and soft brown eyes followed Enzo's every move. It tongue flicked and Enzo cooed. Eda could already tell the kid had fallen in love with the endearing creature, and the snake seemed to like them a lot too.

"Well that's a first, this little one hasn't taken a liking to anyone." The owner, and likely breeder, commented.

Enzo turned big puppy dog eyes on her with a pleading expression.

"Eda, can I please get them? They like me and wanna be friends." Enzo asked in a very nervous voice.

"They want to be friends?" She repeated.

"Yeah, they told me so!" Enzo nodded.

"Now hold on, you can't just buy an animal without knowing how to take care of it." The owner warned.

"I know how, I kept some wild Cat Snakes when I was a kid." Eda told the owner.

"Wild?" The owner repeated with a slightly judgemental expression.

"I let them go." She rolled her eyes.

She turned back to Enzo, who was still looking at her with that pleading expression.

"You have to take care of them, you understand that, right?" She asked them sternly.

"I'll do everything for them, I promise!" Enzo swore.

"Alright, I have an old tank you can use for their enclosure, we can fill it up at home." She told the kid.

She saw the Cat Snake doing a sort of happy little dance, followed by Enzo's little 'aww'.

"How much is it?" She asked the owner.

The owner gave her a tired, untrusting look.

"I'm not sure I trust you with this animal's health and safety since you are so spontaneously buying one." They stated.

"Relax, I know what I'm doing and we both know how tough these guys are." She said while pulling out the rest of the snails from her market sales.

"I suppose this should cover the cost and whatever else you think we might need?" She prompted.

The exchange was quick. The owner passed the Cat Snake into Enzo's hands very carefully, gave them a bag of the essentials they thought necessary. Eda gave them the required amount, and happily had a couple snails left over. Enough for a toy or two.

She went to find King a few toys he liked, listening to Enzo happily talking to their new friend. Titan shit, these kids could be so adorable sometimes.

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"I've got it!" Eda almost dropped the pan she was washing when Enzo suddenly shouted.

"You've got what kiddo?" She asked, peering over the counter.

Enzo ran up to her with their new pet in his hands.

"I've got her name! They like it too!" Enzo said happily.

"What did you pick?" Eda asked them.

The kid had been deep in thought and in intense conversation since they got home. She was more than a little interested in learning what they picked out.

"They're name is Noodle Bellatrix Spring. Nibs for short." Enzo told her.

Heh, figures they couldn't pick just one name.

"What do you think?" Enzo asked.

"I think that is a great name for that little cutie." She told them.

Enzo was so, so happy. There was a light in their red and yellow eyes she had rarely seen. In the few hours she'd been in their life, Nibs had already eased some of the demon kid's intense fears and insecurities. Cat Snakes were a widely trusted companion, it was said they could help most relax and reduce stress significantly. They were intelligent creatures fully capable of understanding those subtle near hidden signals that would go off before something happened to their friends. They were so good at this that they actually worked great as service and emotional support animals.

Eda felt good seeing the almost instant impact of the calming, friendly creature on Enzo. This would help her with figuring out Enzo's situation and hopefully prevent any disasters from happening.

"Can you go get King? It's almost dinner." She asked them.

Enzo nodded and ran back to the living room where King was playing with his new toys. He was standing over them like the conquering king in the book Eda just read to them.

"C'mon King, it's dinner!" They swooped in and plucked their brother off his little tower.

Any protest was silenced by the smell of food. King wiggled around until he was put in his baby seat so he wouldn't fall in his ravenous excitement. He seemed to like his new collar too.

Enzo set Nibs down at her own spot at the table and held out a small eye rat (those things Vee drained magic from, it might not be what they are actually called but I'm calling them that.) that they'd thawed for her to eat. They hissed and went into a strike pose then struck at her food and started lining it up to eat it.

A bowl with warm, spicy and salty smelling liquid in it was put in the center of the table. Eda had been curious about the Nut-headed Squid and wanted to try some too, she'd found a way to make it that smelled so much like when Dad, them and Este would catch and eat them.

Eda set a plate with some slices of bread down and a bowl of salad. Enzo waited for her to sit before eating, even if she'd told him it was okay, they still felt like there'd be some punishment for it.

Once Eda was seated, Enzo snatched up one of the squids and bit into it. It was full of that slight spice and salty nutty flavor, it was just like they remembered. They cracked the hardned ink sac and let the dark fluid soak the rest of the squid and slurped the tentacles down after.

"Tastes like Peanut butter." Eda commented.

"Whaths Peanuth buther?" Enzo asked around their food.

"We can have some for lunch tomorrow." Eda said.

Enzo shrugged and went in for another squid.

"These ones are pretty small, Dad used to catch these really, really big ones, and he'd eat them whole too!" Enzo told Eda.

"That is really impressive."

"And Este could eat some of the bigger small ones, they'd help me catch 'em." Enzo added as King slurped up a tentacle of the squid, just like Este used too.

Eda didn't miss the soft, wistful look Enzo gave their brother as they talked about this, friend, she assumed. It was nice to see the kids both relaxed for once. Their trip had been a successful one and she hadn't made a fatal mistake taking them out today.

XXX

Enzo shivered in their sleep, an unnatural cold creeping up their spine. They felt a non-physical pull, like their whole body had been grabbed by something sticky and was being dragged down. They didn't like that feeling.

And they definitely didn't like the feeling of losing to the relentless pulling. Which was happening.

They were losing.

And not even the terrifying prospect of whatever punishment was undoubtedly in store for them was enough to wake them up.

Philip is going to be so mad at me for resisting the tablet this long!

They'd been resisting the tablet's influence for about two weeks since Philip had first summoned them. He didn't like when his orders were disobeyed.

Enzo felt the cold stone and the warm nest at the same time. They'd lost. They were projecting.

They saw something different this time, they were in a large room with a beating heart above a chair. Something broken was scattered across the floor. A child with a white hood was frantically trying to clean it up.

Then he entered, and, oh no, Philip was mad. Enzo wanted to tell that kid to run but they couldn't speak, a hard lump in their throat prevented it.

"What have you done?" Enzo shivered, the fierce cold anger was always a bad sign.

"u-Uncle! I'm sorry! I ran into it and it fell and-" the boy cut off with a scream as Philip let his true form be seen for a moment, it looked worse than last time.

Enzo covered their mouth as the boy was knocked to the floor, a bloody gash in his cheek, he felt the wound and -oh the look of horror on his face when he saw the blood! It made Enzo's stomach churn. Philip's body rippled and throbbed as his form went back to human, his eyes were glowing a cold blue as he loomed over the boy.

"Don't give me excuses, Hunter, I expect more from you." Philip hissed.

Blood dripped off his hand and onto the ground, Enzo got a better look at the boy, they looked familiar, much too familiar. Sounded familiar too, in a very bad way. They remembered the last time Philip had red blood on his hands.

Philip had someone come at take the kid away without so much as another word, feigning being upset beyond words.

Once the door shut and everyone was gone, Philip turned to Enzo's shadowy form, projecting on the wall with the beating heart.

"Ah, Collector, I'm glad to see you've finally decided to listen." Philip's voice was full of cold anger.

"Who was that?" Enzo asked.

"Hunter? He's just my nephew. He disappointed me, and you know how much I hate to be disappointed." Philip said with a pointed look at their chin, their scar must have showed with the shadow projection.

"I think myself to be a rather reasonable man, though I do have my limits," Philip paused and inavded their space.

Enzo shivered and flinched away when the horrible human came closer to them. They hated the uncaring coldness he had, they hated he was still alive, that he could summon them, they hated everything about him.

"So why are you ignoring me, Collector!" Philip's arm shot towards them.

Enzo flinched and tried to pull free of his influence over them, their physical body twitched as they fought.

Nibs tongue flicked to try and pinpoint the location of the foul stench they were picking up. It was coming from the nest. She glanced around her enclosure, it was well sealed, but they could find a gap to slither through. That smell was bad news.

She dropped to the ground and slithered over to the nest. Peeking over the edge, they found the witch asleep with the tiny island smelling demon curled up on her chest. However, they found the problem quickly, Enzo was twitching in his sleep, it was unnatural and the rotten smell was coming from him.

Nibs slithered around the edge of the nest and nudged Enzo with her tail. Something was especially off about them, she made a light spell to get a better look. Enzo's body was only twitching with small movements, but their shadow was spasming, thrashing and convulsing violently.

This was bad, Nibs concluded. It needed to be solved quickly, Enzo was going to hurt themself soon. There was a concerning bruise on them already.

Nibs slunk into the nest and coiled around Enzo's head.

Enzo felt the added weight in their projection. A way back! Enzo grasped onto it like a lifeline, hoping it would save them from this nightmare.

Nibs felt this response and thought it right to alert Enzo's mother to their plight. She sent her light over to shine in the witch's eyes and hissed until she woke up.

Eda covered her eyes, thinking the sun had come in through the not shut window, then she heard the insistent, worried hissing. She carefully maneuvered King off her chest, only for him to wake up from the hissing as well.

She heard the soft rustling from twitching and caught Enzo twitching out of the corner of her eye. Nibs was coiled around their head and looked worried, she was tongue flicking. Eda picked up a strange, foul stench herself.

Enzo's shadow was on the ceiling and thrashing violently.

Eda was pretty sure that wasn't normal.

Fuck! What do I do?! There is nothing about this in any of the books I bought!

Eda slapped herself.

"Alright, pull yourself together Eda, you can do, something, about this." She told herself.

"But what?" She whispered.

Nibs was sitting on Enzo's head for some reason... maybe they were doing something that was helping? Eda cast a communication spell and the hissing transformed into words.

"Needs bridge back." Nibs was hissing.

"A bridge back? Back from where?" Eda asked.

Nibs gave her the snake equivalent of a shrug, she assumed.

"Does contact with their physical body help?" She wondered as she took Enzo's twitching hand.

They instantly grabbed onto her hand like it was a lifeline, the squeeze was a bit more painful than it should have been. Eda shook her head, she'd have time for that later, there would be time for all of the questions later. King scampered over to his sibling and climbed on top of their chest with a couple of worried squeaks.

"Enzo? Can you hear me? Kid, we're all getting worried, we need you to wake up."

The owl lady's voice was crystal clear and cut through the panic. Enzo felt the weight of King on their chest, and their hand squeezing.

"Leave me alone Philip!" They shouted.

"No Collector, I won't. We made a deal, afterall, and I am holding you to your end." Philip said, flicking his pinkie finger and sending another shot of goo at them.

"You lied! You broke the deal and you lied!" Enzo yelled.

"You are calling me the liar? I remember you promised me something and then lied about it, honestly Collector, I am disappointed you would call me the liar." Philip scolded.

Enzo flinched. They didn't like that voice! They didn't like it when he did this!

"Leave me alone, you're just a liar! A liar! Liar liar pants on fire!" Enzo screeched while lurching free of the influence.

Their eyes flew open with a sharp gasp. Their heart raced.

Slowly, the world returned to them.

King's nose.

His soft breath on their face.

The owl lady's nest.

Cozy blankets and pillows all around them.

Nibs's tongue.

Her weight on their head.

Concered golden eyes looking down at them.

Eda.

Enzo sat up slowly, wide, terrified eyes staring at nothing. Their shadow was back where it was supposed to be. Another bruise was forming on their chin.

"Enzo?" Eda said in a near whisper.

Enzo flinched and turned to her with shame on their face.

"I'm sorry I woke you up again..." Enzo mumbled, twirling King's fur around their fingers as small tears started forming.

What kind of kid apologizes for having a nightmare? Just what happened to them?

Whatever.

Those questions could wait. Everything could wait.

She had a kid to comfort.

"Enzo, it's okay, you don't need to apologize. It's a good thing I woke up, I can stay up with you now. You don't have to apologize for anything you can't control." Eda said softly, placing a gentle hand on Enzo's shoulder.

The little demon kid hesitantly glanced up at her, their little ears bent back in fear. The tears fell silently for a moment, then Enzo started sobbing.

Eda took note of the reaction every movement got out of Enzo as she scooped the kid up into her arms. She rubbed their back in large circles, whispering quietly to them as King wiggled his way into Enzo's lap and tried his hand at a hug. Nibs even joined in, curling around Enzo's head and purring.

Eda rocked back and forth in the dark room, listening to the distressed, mumbling rambles of the kid until the light came through the window.

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For reference, Cel/Este are both nicknames for Celeste, Celeste is/was an adolescent Titan friend of Enzo's that hung around with them and King's dad. Celeste was an older adolescent Titan, old enough to be more independent from their parent. They are/were one of Enzo's best friends.

More trauma for Enzo! Yay!

And also baby Hunter trauma! Toh crew is right, it is really easy to torment him.

Do you like Noodle Bellatrix Spring?

Here's the link to the post about Nibs!

I know that the way I wrote Eda and Enzo getting Nibs isn't super accurate to real life and what most snake breeders would do, but I, well I don't have an excuse, I just didn't want to write that. I wanted to get to the snakey! And the trauma! Please excuse me for being impatient with myself.

I make no promises for less trauma in the next chapter, but I'll try to keep it to a minimum.

I have no idea how you're supposed to eat squid, I searched up how to eat it properly and couldn't find anything so I just assumed head first. Sorry if the way it was eaten is not accurate.

I hope you all have a good day, whatever that is for you.

VJS out!

[telepathicsnail]

For the dashboard osmosis game!! :DD

RWBY or Warrior cats? (Ye can chose either one!!)

Ok, here we go!

RWBY

Created by a company called roosterteeth. Why the rooster has teeth is unknown to me, but the concept is horrifying.

There are four girls. They are color coded: Red, White, Black, and Yellow.

The red one is named Ruby. I'm pretty sure she has this wild giant scythe looking thing that transforms. (This might be from another show; I don't know.)

The white one is named Weiss, I think. She has wings, possibly.

The black one is named Blake, maybe. She has cat ears. I do not know if they have a functional purpose.

I do not know the yellow one's name. She has purple eyes and lost an arm. I thought she had a very cool large fur-lined brown leather jacket but she does not. My brain made it up based on distorted memories of what her outfit actually looks like.

There is also a robot girl with ginger hair. She may be dead.

There are these very large doglike things. They are maybe called the grim or something. I think they are fighting them.

Characters keep dying. All of the time.

Warrior Cats

I read many of the original warrior cats books many years ago. I think I only got through the first three arcs. They were quite beloved. I remember the first arc the most, and my memory decreases as the arcs go on.

Rusty/Firepaw/Fireheart/Firestar is the protagonist of the first arc. He was a pet that travelled into the wild where there are four clans of feral cats. He joined Thunderclan. There was also Shadowclan, Riverclan, and Windclan. All the dead cats are in Starclan.

Firestar's best friend is Greystripe.

The leader of Thunderclan during Fireheart's time and his predecessor is a cat named Bluestar.

Fireheart's enemy is Tigerclaw/Tigerstar.

A wildly edgy cat named Scourge led a more urban ban of feral cats. He somehow attached dog claws to his own.

Scourge killed Tigerstar by taking all of his nine lives at once by disemboweling him. Even though most of the books are shockingly brutal for a series about cats approved for children, I remember this sequence being particular notable, with Tigerstar coming back to life every time only to bleed out again.

There are meetings of all the clans at full moons at somewhere to do with a tree.

There is a prey pile in the center of each camp - one time the one in Thunderclan was rotting and this was a very bad omen.

Medicine cats were consistently some of my favorite characters.

Near the end of my memories the cats travel to the mountains for reasons I can't remember. There was another group of cats living there. They told the forest cats to groom their kits in the wrong direction to warm them up when they were dying of the cold. There were some weird ancestral visons going on there with a pool of water.

Some of my favorite cats were: Firestar, Greystripe, Yellowfang, Leafpool, and Brightheart.

Now what I have learned through tumblr:

There is a cat named Jayfeather. He is blind and has visions. He has two siblings. They are the subject of a prophecy. They have powers. One of them drowned or died in a different way and they just kind of ... replaced him with another kit?

There are two cats I have completed the pickling of, and I read their wiki articles for research. One is Needletail. She got sentenced to death for rebellion, I think. This concept of cat executions inspires deep dread in me. The other is Flametail. He drowned. I think he is the drowned one mentioned in the previous bulletpoint.

This was quite fun, thank you! :D

[millieindeed]

Hah, haven't done this in a while. Tagged by @notabuddhist

Ages ago admittedly, but then I lost the tab in my pile of tabs.

1. are you named after anyone?

Yep! A few people actually. Millicent comes from my great auntie Millicent. A ferocious and seriously impressive lady. I only met her a few times due to being several continents apart, but she always amazed me. I'm somewhat also named after Millicent from Ozy and Millie, the excellent comic by Dana Simpson.

My middle name Alice also comes from my Grandma. It's actually her first name though she typically goes by her middle name. Plus I like the association to a good friend and to she of Alice in Wonderland.

2. when was the last time you cried?

I think about a week ago? I've been rereading the exceptional Old Addictions Die Hard by @logjammer9000 and there are quite a few parts that made me sob. Indeed a big part of why I started my third reread is the most recent chapter included a character death that had me absolutely sobbing. She knows exactly how to destroy me it seems.

3. do you have kids?

No, but I'd love to. It's gotten harder (being trans is a complicating factor), and I often worry that I won't get a chance, but I really would love to be a Mum. On the plus side my sister is interested in having kids and I would be pretty happy to be a cool aunt to them.

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

Hm. I don't think so. I think I did when I was younger, as I seem to remember having that as a reputation? but can't recall specifically.

5. what sports do you play / have you played?

Tennis and Basket Ball. I think the tennis was mostly just learning not matches, but it was outside school so I think it counts. The basketball was matches, and our team were....not amazing. But I really enjoyed it and it was crazy how much better I was at it than people who didn't play (crazy to me because I assumed I was bad) when I tried it out later.

6. what's the first thing you notice about other people?

Hrm. I'm not sure there's like, a body part or w/ever I go to consistently. It's mostly just 'do they have any distinguishing looks that make them look a bit queer', otherwise my attention often doesn't last long. Y'know, cool jacket, tattoos, pins, coloured hair, that sort of thing.

7. what's your eye colour?

Brown. I used to dislike that cause it was 'boring' and 'normal' but I think it's a fairly nice shade.

8. scary movies or happy endings?

Yup! Love scary movies, all about that. Love happy endings too, big sap for stories where things are just, nice. Doesn't even necessarily need stakes some of the time.

9. any special talents?

I'm bad at complimenting myself so I sorta just don't think I'm good at anything? I'm a bit of a jack of all trades and can pick things up pretty quickly. And generally do them reasonably well when I get a chance to figure it out. I can be really good at retaining instructions and then teaching others (was complimented on this recently so I can ignore the internal criticism).

I also think I'm pretty good with people. Listening to them and empathising when needed. I've been told I have capybara energy which I think is pretty special.

10. where were you born?

Misread this as 'were you born' and was wondering why Macbeth was fishing for information.

I was born in Arica, in Chile. I have few memories from there, mostly from when I revisited at age 5. We left after about 2 years.

11. what are your hobbies?

haaaah. Well. All of them.

I draw and paint; I crochet and knit; I like building models; I do puzzles; I game; I run & rock climb; I write; I like making things in general regardless of medium; I paint miniatures; I make games; I play TTRPGs (mostly D&D).

Not all the time, but those are hobbies I like and where I haven't done them in a while I intend to return to them when the mood takes me.

12. do you have any pets.

Yes! I have an absolutely adorable cat named Kita. She's a princess and meows a LOT and likes to sit on my chest while I work.

I also just recently got a puppy! His name is Ozy (officially Ozymandias King-of-Kings). He's a bit of a terror at the moment due to the puppy madness, but I adore him. He's the softest and cuddliest thing you've ever seen and when not mad, he's a pretty chill and snoozy guy. Also real smart, it's a danger.

13. how tall are you?

Last I measured I was 5'11. That was before the hormones though, so it's possible I'm shorter now.

14. favourite subject in school?

I loved anything that let me be creative. I got a lot out of creative writing, photography, painting etc. Sadly didn't really pursue many into the later parts of schooling as I went with the uni required English Lit which wasn't creative and was just reading and analysing which I didn't like. Some good teachers tho. I also loved Programming (the class had a few names) and was pretty decent at it. Also what I do now for a living.

15. dream job?

Ahhh, I'm currently struggling with this personally! I don't really know. The work I do is...fine. It pays well and keeps me engaged at least some of the time. I was liking it more because I got them to give me a 4 day week. But I found the income hit hard and am back on 5 days and hating it.

I think my current dream would be to run a Bookshop/Event Space. Somewhere fairly cosy with room to host like queer community events, or D&D games or that sort of thing.

That or some kind of artist/writer.

[fandomsareforlife]

Bianuca Week Day 1: First Meet

@rainbow-frog-earrings @gay-otlc

Is this not something I love? Yes. Also, it's based off a writing prompt that I saw a while ago that I can't remember.

Not beta read.

Summary: Biana Vacker, the most beautiful woman in the town, was known for never taking a lover. Unfortunately, Maruca had a huge crush on her.

Maruca had always been attracted to the mysterious woman who lived up in the hills. Of course she was. Almost everyone in the town who was even remotely attracted to women was infatuated with her. Unfortunately, Maruca had very little information about the women. All she knew were the basic information about her. She was 23, same as Maruca. Her name was Biana, and had gotten fed up with the amount of suitors she had gained. In order to gain her favor, one must get the key from her pet cat's neck. That seemed simple in concept. However, it was anything but that. The cat was distrustful, and it had learned quickly who to avoid. Honestly, Maruca wasn't even sure what the cat looked. She never was one to do things that would just bring pain to her. One of those things included trying to win the affections of a cat that never wanted to be tamed. She was content with her life for now. Love wasn't a high priority for Maruca.

One day, however, that was going to change. It was going to change without Maruca even knowing.

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Maruca was walking home back from the store when a black cat came up to her. It was wearing a pink collar, and it had a key instead of a tag. It was Biana's cat. Maruca truly didn't know what to do. She didn't want to get on Biana's bad side at all. She took out a sandwich she had bought and offered it to the cat. "Hello there, little one. Do you want some food?" Maruca sweetly whispered. The cat gave her an apprehensive look, but it eventually took the offered food. Maruca gave it a little grin. "It must be very annoying always having to deal with being chased. Ancients know that if I was in your position, I would just give up and hide away. You are a cat, and you are so much braver than me." Maruca felt silly giving up this much information to a cat, but she felt that it was safe.

The cat gave Maruca an apprehensive look, then it stalked away.

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Over the next few weeks, Maruca felt like the black cat was everywhere. She was a bit curious about it, but she treated it the same way always. She had even started carrying treats with her in case she saw it. Another thing she had started doing was talking to the small black cat. It was strange, but the idea of having an animal, even if it wasn't hers, to tell her problems was surprisingly therapeutic. Eventually, something strange occurred. Maruca was simply talking to the cat like usual when it suddenly backed up. Its eyes were shifty, and its posture was tense. Slowly but surely, a light began to engulf the cat. Maruca turned away as the cat slowly began to grow larger. What felt like hours later, a voice called out to her. "You can look now." Maruca turned to face the cat, but it wasn't there anymore. Instead, there was a woman. "Hello there, Maruca. I'm Biana Vacker," the woman, now deemed Biana, greeted. Maruca couldn't help the gasp that escaped her lips. Sitting right in front of her was the supposedly most beautiful woman in town. And the most beautiful woman she was. She had dark skin, brown hair, and her dress was just stunning. It was just the right shade of pink to compliment her skin tone. She truly was a goddess among humanity. Maruca couldn't talk. The cat she had told her secrets to was actually her crush?! "If it makes you feel any better, I think you are pretty cool. You really loves cats, don't you?" Biana had an easy smile on her face, and she had moved so she was right next to Maruca. "Uh, I mean. You are so cool, it's not fair. Also, sorry if I creeped out at all," Maruca stumbled through her words. "I genuinely didn't know it was you. I though the cat was just your pet. I didn't mean to offend-" Biana cut off Maruca suddenly with a laugh. "I'm not offended. I thought you were endearing. That's all, love. Also, I believe congratulations are in order." "What?" Biana gave that little smile again. "You were the only one to not try to hurt me, or rather me as a cat. You have won my favor. I offer you a place in my heart, if you so desire. If you do not want it, I understand. However, I do wish to get to know you more." Maruca could barely form a response. "Of course I want to be with you. You seem so kind, and you are truly so beautiful." A small laugh escaped from Biana's lips. "Well, thank you. If you aren't opposed, we could have lunch at a café that I am partial to? If you aren't okay with that, then I can make changes." "No, I love that idea." Maruca felt joy bubble up in her. She had finally love in the one everyone said wouldn't love anyone.

[ask-paradox-and-friends]

HORROR DOLLY CHAP 5 THE ACHS

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Ames Pov.

I had a lot of fun today! I had learned about Ms.Dolly's life! She's so cool and nice. She had helped so many kids! And and and….I I hmm..I remembered her mentioning a Mr.Candii. They explained that they had many children Lulu Sapphire Solar Jr Bella Max and Chibi! And more! I have heard so much about her friends as I had started making more plushie friends and I've been quite the busy bee! Hehehe. I've been doing well! Who knows maybe I'll be a Loveheart like them! And huh???? Who is Lucina???

I clicked the call button….Who knew I'd be finding my future home from here….

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3rd person POV

*in a large hidden Grey building a squad is talking.*

They are a large greyscale humanoid, a giant stick figure, a muscular doctor, a tattoo covered nurse and a man in tactical gear.

Moontear:WE FOUND HER!

Sunblood:Who?

Moontear:ALEXIS LOVEHEART!

*This scared everyone. They had spent months finding her after re-assembled her friend Jackie and capturing her other friend Sonya. They had even brought her many children to their facility*

Who are these people? Why the Anomaly Capture and Help Services. Or ACHS they are a group of people that stop any Anomaly that could pose a threat to the world at large but unlike others they're a lot nicer. They had been chasing Dolly for a while and her family, while kind, all had dangerous powers. And unfortunately all of the family have made various things. Like Lulu's pet cat. Bella's crystals or even Sapphire slime and unfortunately the parents were the worst in this regard.Dolly had made so many toys and Candii's sweets had caused so many pains for them and they had acquired another child. Thankfully this little girl seems so innocent. Let's hope she used the wish grant jewelry correctly.

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Ms.K Pov

This was not what I'd hear…Ames talking to a nurse. This nurse seemed nice but what is this ACHS? AND WHAT DO THEY WANT WITH HER!?

Ms.P pov

We had been watching Ames for a week now and we had so many questions but we had learned about what Ames can do. And she now has a wish granting crown….somehow?

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Dolly Pov.

NO NO NO NO NO NO **** **** **** THEY FOUND ME! THEY CAN'T THEY WON'T AND THEY FOUND MY FAMILY! AND THEY WANT AMES! NO NO NO NO NO I WON'T LET THEM! EVER! in some good news my children and friends had found some more children! A star child named Hakari, another plushie loving little girl Eevee, and a young woman who loves cats and children who runs her own orphanage Shelby! I won't let them get hurt. I won't let them. I know we worked together once upon a time Fredrick but. I promised myself I'd get away from all of THEM for as long as I live.

@the-plushie-friendships @the-stuffie-buddies @ask-shelby-and-her-kitty-cats @shadrax-official

[cosettepontmercys]

Hiiiiii!!! 🥰 secret santa here! ☃️🤍☃️🤍 Have a super wonderful week! 🩷🩷🩷

Omg, your toto is the cutest!!! I'm so in love!!! Awwww 😍😍😍 He's almost the same age as my cat! I think pets were made to be spoiled. Hehe My cats are called Jiji, Pipoca and Olivia! That's unfortunate. My best friend is also allergic to cats and was thinking about getting those shots. I'm not really sure if she did end up doing it or not. She has two Siberian cats! They're so cute and fluffy, but she still has some allergies to them sometimes. Even though they're not as bad as other cats, yes, she's a little bit crazy for this. Awwww

Oh, that's interesting, I might have to give it a try. Hahaha really??? Oooh, I do hope you find one. That's so cool of you!! I struggle with finding good translations sometimes that's why I read a lot in English, when I compare it's like some of the beauty of the text is lost, sadly. I did try to read some Spanish classics in Spanish last year and it was awesome. I'm hoping I can get my life together a bit more so I have more focus on learning more languages. 😝 Sorry for the rambling.

No, not really, any song I get I'm going to be so happy!!! Even if it's only the young. 🤭😅 I'm going with my best friend and one of her work friends.

Yes, yes, yes!!! That bridge takes my breath away like I'm already so in awe of it and then, boom, there's moreeee! Album of the year for me! 🤔

Definitely, cakes are the best thing ever created in terms of food. That sounds delicious!!! Oh, I love these kind of french toasts we do and "filhoses" which is a very traditionally portuguese Christmas pastry. Those are my absolute favs!!!

Thank youuuuu, my weekend was okay. 🩷��💖 How was yours? I've just finished your gift. I do hope you like it. 🤭😊

hi secret santa!

i actually just ordered some new years postcards so i can mail them out to our family and friends, and then also some christmas cards for next year with toto's santa photos! i think they're getting here today? i'm super excited! those names are so cute — i was going to ask for photos but then remembered secret santa </3 but maybe after the reveal, i'd love to see photos of your cats :) i am super allergic to cats but i used to go to the cat cafe like once or twice a month and just hang out with them haha! so i get it!

you're totally fine! ramble away! i took a few years of spanish in middle school (so a very long time ago) but i do want to pick it back up again; i was thinking of doing duolingo in the new year (for both spanish + mandarin), but we'll see! i was doing very good with duolingo this year until i got busy and then ... i stopped one day and never went back to it.

i hope you have so so much fun! do you know what you're wearing? i just booked my hotel for my eras show next year and i've changed my outfit ideas twice now! i was originally thinking of getting a purple dress and diy-ing it "i want to watch wisteria grow" but then started thinking about a christmas tree farm inspired outfit since i'm going to a december show! what is your favorite taylor era? trying not to give too much away but definitely curious to see what your favorite bits are!

googled filhoses and they look DELICIOUS!!! and now i am craving sugar at 8 am :) what kind of french toast do y'all do? i grew up in hong kong and one of my comfort snacks is like, toast + peanut butter + condensed milk and it is sooooo sooooo good (and incredibly sweet).

i can't wait to see! i'm sure i'll love it 🤍 my weekend was lovely! i went to a hockey game, had some good family + friends time, and i went ice skating on monday! hope you're having a good week! x