#the people who had her own a few big dogs and other cats so she’s completely unbothered by our pets

[brutal-out-here]

There’s been a development <3

[hyuny-bunny]

｡⋆˚under the stars ｡⋆˚｡⋆. LK + HH

pairing: hyunho x fem!reader, hyunjin x reader, lee know x reader,

synopsis: camping with 9 people, 4 tents leaves you stuck with sharing a tent and bed with minho + hyunjin who fight for your attention

MNDI 18+: somnophilia, implied consent, thigh riding, kissing, groping, masturbation, fem!reader

part ii

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you can't recall to anyone raising questions at the wise idea it was to plan a trip with nine people without any consideration for the sleeping arrangements. of course there was gonna be some sacrifices made considering their couldn't possibly be 9 tents available for you each to have your own space and yet you were still shocked to find only 4 tents.

minho had the made the suggestion to organize a camping trip now that you all had an upcoming week of a completely free schedule. it wasn't often you had this so who were any of you to object ? it would start as early as 4am, rounding everyone into the rental van, an ungodly amount of luggage, and 8 unruly passengers who would be bouncing off the walls once 6am rolled around. the first few hours were quite, chan was driving and minho as the designated passenger princess offering directions and company as the only other person awake at 4am.

i'm the rows of seats behind were jisung who had already found the perfect angle to his pillow pressed against the window with drool slipping past his lips. felix also laid against changbins shoulder in a similar manner, opting to use his bicep as a make shift pillow. seungmin had his head tilted back against the seat and every so often waking up like a puppy fighting sleep. jeongin stayed leaned against the window watching the passing trees and rain droplets shower the window, once he was woken up he found it hard to sleep.

then there was you, directly behind the drivers seat with your own princess sleeping on your lap. hyunjin complained that if he slept on your shoulder, it'd cramp his neck too badly to sleep. so he spread himself out across 3 seats (yours included. it was only a matter of minutes it took for him to fall asleep aided by your hands running through his hair.

minho would glance back at every so often before giving you his cat-like grin then gesturing you hit hyunjin awake, forcing you to stifle a laugh. finally arriving to the camp grounds, you were fortunate enough to find minho had found a camp ground with luxury style tenting. all the tents had been set up perfectly, cutting out the labor of setting it up yourself. along with the tents were a plethora of chairs, a man made pit for fire, along with any other necessary camping amenities for cooking and survival. it was tucked away from the roads and next to a gorgeous lake with a breath taking view.

as everyone is unloading the bags from the car, it becomes apparent that the next standing conflict is the sleeping situation. you all stand in the center, surrounded by the 4 tents while everyone argues about who has first dibs and who has to sleep with who. eventually chan is directing seungmin and jeongin to one tent, felix and changbin to another, then the dilemma. the five you stand there staring at one another.

".... i think maybe we should give her own tent?" chan is the first to speak.

"hyung you want us to dog pile in one tent with 4 of us on one bed?" jisung turns to him with his arms crossed.

"i really don't mind sharing it's just-" you begin to say but end up cut off by two voices.

"i'll do it" "i'll do it"

your turn to find hyunjin and minho staring each other down, both surprised to hear the other offer to bunk with you.

"i think she can decide for herself who she wants to sleep with- i mean ! not sleep with but share SHARE i mean share." chan speaks up flustered as jisung laughs with a shaking head.

you feel your face growing warm with the way minho and hyunjin stare down at you, ironic given how the cold wind nips at your face.

"i uh... let me see how big the room is first." you say making a bee line for the tent furthest from. you can hear hyunjin and minho muttering something to each other when you brush past them.

you take a peak inside noting the bed size, the makeshift air mattress couch. you could sleep on that right ? they can have the bed and you could have the couch. you put your bag down on the outside portion, adjusting your scarf as you approach them. jisung had already taken his bag to the other tent, deciding his input was no longer needed by whatever decision you made.

"there's a blow up couch inside, i can sleep on that and they can take the bed so..."

"you're not sleeping on the couch? minho can sleep on the couch." hyunjin slaps minho's shoulder as he says while the person in question shoots him a death glare.

"are you sure you want those two in your tent? i'm sure one of them wouldn't mind sleeping in the tent with ji and me-"

"i'll sleep on the couch! really it's no problem." you interrupt chan's objection.

you couldn't say refuse either minho or hyunjin sharing the tent. part of you wanted to bunk with both of them, another part of you took comfort in not sleeping alone. you waived chan off saying it would be okay and watched hyunjin grab his bag bolting for the tent. chan reassured that if you wanted to kick one of them out, he'd gladly help.

minho looked at you asking you if you were really sure but you reassured him that it would be alright.

"you're still not sleeping on that couch, i'll drag hyunjin out by his hair if i have to make you sleep on the bed."

"i really don't think that'll be necessary."

"i beg to differ."

the two of you walked towards the tent to find hyunjin splayed out across the bed in a starfish position staring back gleefully. he leans off the bed to grab your wrist when you approach the night stand to plug in a charger.

"you'll keep me warm tonight?" hyunjin ask's in a flirty tone but is only met with a pillow minho has swatted at him.

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the lake was too cold to swim in but you and felix rolled up the ankles of your pants to dip just your feet in the water. the two of you collected pretty rocks before venturing off to find some twigs and branches to help start the fire for later tonight. minho being the vetted camper, had assembled and prepped everything for the barbecue. hyunjin sat perched on a rock enjoying the view of the lake and mountains surrounding. he had brought a retro camera, capturing some pictures and videos of you and felix sword fighting with twigs before seungmin killed the fun deciding to chase you with a muddy stick.

as night time approached, felix and you felt it would be best to step away from the lake, bundle up as the wind blew colder then before. for as isolated as the camp grounds was, this truly was more luxurious then most hotels. after a quick and very cold shower out door, you headed back to the tent to retrieve any and all heat that had left your body. layered in clothes sitting on the couch trying to warm up just the slightest before making the 10 ft journey to sit by the fire. minho came in taking in your shivering appearance.

"just a little cold?" he half laughs while looking in concern, you were already wearing sweats, a tank top, a long sleeve thermal, thick fluffy socks, a beanie, and the warmest/thickest sherpa jacket you owned.

"why does it look like it?" you ask through shivers. he's rummaging through a bag, he stops and pulls out a black knit sweater, extending his arm out to you.

"here, put this on." he says waiting for you to take it.

"i'm fine, ill warm up in a bit."

"please, just put it on. you're making me cold just by watching you shiver."

"but what about you? aren't you gonna be cold-" you're cut off by him walking over to you and kneeling in front. without missing a beat he pushes your jacket off the shoulders and is already bringing the open down on your head. he helps you put your arms through before pulling your hair out from the opening to readjust it.

your flustered at the gesture and truly speechless. minho had always been caring and really shows it in his actions so why should this be any less of surprise? he'd given you his jackets before when you were cold but this gesture felt more personal, romantic even. whatever it was, it made your heart swoon and your cheeks pink with blush. even as he fixes the loose hairs flying your face all you can focus on his the feel of his finger tips brushing against your face.

"better?" he asks, his eyes bore into yours before flickering down to your lips.

"yes. a lot better, thank you." you don't miss the way his ears are turning red, you can feel his breath fanning against you. fighting the urge to lean in and kiss him on the lips just for being so sweet. his hair falls over his eyes bit, you push a strand back with a feather touch that his him leaning into your hand. your hand stops momentarily on his cheek.

"what is taking so long ? i'm hungr-" the sound of hyunjin's voice cause you both to jump back a bit.

minho scrambling to his feet to grab his other jacket and head towards the entrance hyunjin stands at. you head feels dizzy at what happened, thinking about how you should've just kissed him. it's when hyunjin walks into your line of vision pull you both literally and metaphorically out of your thoughts.

"jagi sit with me! jeongin won't let me hug him so you're going to."

you don't have time to object before hyunjin has already pulled you down with him into the rocking chair loveseat. to anyone who didn't know you're friendship with hyunjin, you would've looked like a couple with the way his arm is thrown around you and pulling your legs to rest on top of his giving the ability to rock you both back and forth under the blanket. for as long as you had known hyunjin, he'd always been like this. he loved to hug, cuddle, and hold you but i guess there was no alarm bells to be rung when you noticed he didn't hold any of his other friends that were girls like this. it was clearly platonic and he felt comfortable, right?

minho and chan were grilling, you basked in the warmth of sitting next to hyunjin in the blanket. every once in a while you were reminded by the the fact that you were wearing minho's sweater since his cologne seemed to seep into the threads of the sweater. it smelled heavenly, his cologne was vanilla mixed with sweet tobacco but mixed with his own musk had your chest feeling like butterflies swarming where your heart should be. hyunjin so close to you didn't help either since he always smelled of florals and now the breeze of pine wrapped you in comfort, a state of melancholy. your nose twitched at the smell of the bbq, hyunjin clocked it giggling saying you looked like a bunny.

he retrieves a plate for you to both share and demands you feed him. his arms wrapped around your waist under the blanket, you take notice of the way minho stares down hyunjin with every bite you feed the drama queen, he only offers a smug smirk to minho. you spend some time around the fire talking, laughing, that is until seungmin decides now is the best time to start telling scary stories. unfortunately, as tough as you are about scary stories, you can't help the growing paranoia at every branch snap or twig snap. you're so engulfed in seungmins story you don't notice jisung has disappeared and is now currently crouched behind the love seat waiting to scare you.

you scream louder then you could've possibly anticipated when jisung grabs your shoulders from behind growling. hyunjin screams too pulling you closer, everyone else folds over in laughter. it only takes a moment for you to move out of hyunjins grip to chase jisung around the fire with a shoe in hand. you're only stopped by minho lifting you off your feet to keep you from further charging at jisung.

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as the fire burns lowly, everyone begins to make their way to the beds for the night. hyunjin and minho stand outside the tent to give you privacy while you change your clothes to sleep. you shed the layers keeping a tank top, minhos sweater and boxer briefs on. no matter how cold it was you could never sleep in pants or too many layers. they both make their way back into the tent noticing you attempted to make a bed out of the couch.

"....at least let hyunjin take the couch." minho says as you turn to find them both standing in shorts and t shirts.

"i promise ill be fine to sleep on the couch."

"just sleep in the bed with us?" hyunjin says, you both turn to him. he has a look on his face that says 'isn't this the obvious option?'.

"w-wouldn't it just be uncomfortable for you two ?" you ask. the thought crossed your mind but didn't want to be too forward, you had slept next to hyunjin like this before but it would be a new thing to sleep like this with minho let alone with the both of them.

"ahh its fine. besides minho can sleep in the middle." this earns hyunjin another death glare. so it was settled. no one was sleeping on the couch and you'd be sleeping between them ? it's fine it was only gonna be for a few nights. what could possibly happen?

you slept on your side, back towards hyunjin and facing minho who laid face up. it was a bit of stirring before you felt yourself drift. hyunjin had threw his arm around your waist and minho eventually turned to his side, you were too deep in sleep to have even noticed how close you had all been squished to gather. you hadn't even noticed that minhos thigh had pushed up against you between your legs and your own between his.

the room was peacefully quite with the only sound coming from the nearby lake and crickets tucked away in the grass. minho was a light sleeper so when he heard soft whimpers coming from you, he barely peeked his eyes open. your face was a bit scrunched but nothing to worry. he took a moment to take in how beautiful you looked with moon light barely peaking in, he could just make out the features of face in the darkness. he did notice hyunjins hand on you waist had made its way under your (his) sweater just laid atop over the curve your waist on top of the tank top.

as minho begins to reach over to remove hyunjin's hand, you stir a bit letting a louder whimper fall past your lips. he's afraid he's woken you up in his attempt to pry the hands of the other off you but when he feels movement below, he realizes that your legs are interlocked. minho is about to shift when he feels your hips moving around again but this time he feels it on his thigh.

minho looks down to find that you're practicing straddling his thigh at this point. he knows if he wakes you up, you'd just feel embarrassed. he should stop you but how can he when all he can do is focus on the way your hips are subtly shifting for friction against his thigh. the same thighs he caught you drooling over on far too many occasions for him not have fantasized what dirty things must've run through your head, surely enough this very moment of you grinding your cunt against his thigh was one of them.

your whimpers are becoming more erratic with every move, he feels himself growing harder with every brush of your own thigh pressing up against his strained cock. he tried to close his eyes like he was sleeping convinced this had to be a dream. his eyes shoot open when he hears a grunt that clearly isn't yours. he finds hyunjin now pressed closer to you then before and his hand have moved from the curve of your waist to groping your tit.

hyunjin was not the heaviest sleeper so enough movement could wake him up. he tried not to lay so closely to your back as the way you slept made it nearly impossible for his own hard on to stay at bay. as he fell into a wonderful sleep, he dreamt of you. of laying closely pressed to your backside and rutting himself against while you cried out his name. when he woke to hear your actual whimpers, it turned out that his dream state began to seep into reality as he had been grinding himself into you from behind with his hand groping your covered chest. this was wrong he should stop while he still can but clearly his dreamlike state hadn't left him just yet as he kept grinding his hard cock into your bottom pulling himself closer to be flush against you.

your boob felt so soft and warm under his hand even on top of the knit sweater. hyunjin's eyes shot open when he heard your gasp. he couldn't see it but your eyes were shot open wide at the realization you had been grinding against minho's thigh, he was already staring back at you with a pained expression. your hand was clutching the fabric of minhos shirt as your movements had stopped but there was no denying the reality of the situation. the fact that you had been grinding so hard against minho's thigh, his shorts had risen up and your owner brief shorts did nothing to hide the seeping wet spot.

"minho, i-"

now wasn't the time for explainations or apologies as minho quickly decided that would be a conversation for later, stopping your sentence to kiss you. his lips were soft against yours but his kiss was anything but. unlike you, hyunjin hadn't stopped his own movements. he continued to grind against you, moving his hands under the sweater, warm soft skin against his hand as he made his way back up to your chest and pressing his forehead against your shoulder. minho held your hips in place while scooting himself closer without breaking the kiss. your hand stayed clutching the fabric of his shirt as he pressed his thigh firm against your drenched cunt and ruined panties. he slipped his tongue past your lips rewarding himself with your moans and soft cries.

as you pull back from the kiss momentarily, the reality that hyunjin had been egging this moment on hits you as you realize his hand his fondling your chest. the moment you pull back from your kiss with minho, you take in how red his lips look even in the darkness, eyes twinkling with need. its only split second before you feel hyunjin's hand pushing you back into him and his own face coming into view, lips crashing down against yours. he's quick to pinch your nipple that has you gasping, he takes the opportunity to slip his own tongue against yours and drinking in your whimpers. minho is locked into the feeling of your continued movements down below, he almost doesn't notice your hand traveling down his abdomen to his crotch. his cock is straining hard against his shorts, helping you he guides your hand to lay just on top of the fabric outlined cock where you take no time to begin stroking him over the fabric.

hyunjin pulls back from the kiss, leaving a string of saliva connecting your lips still, his attaches his lips to your neck sucking a hickey right below your ear as he feels desperate to for relief. he's picking up his pace rutting against your ass while minho goes back to guiding your hips. your cries are becoming louder as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach, your orgasm feels like wave about to crash down. you reach behind to hyunjin who his more than happy to slide your hand into his shorts guiding you to stroke him. you return the favor to minho sliding your hands down the front of his shorts earning a groan from the two of them.

blissed out on the feeling of your hand wrapped around their lengths, stroking them to their own orgasm. it only take a few strokes before their both spilling into the their shorts and painting your hands white with their cum. they both work quick to pushing you onto your back. hyunjin pulling your thighs apart and minho pushing your sweater up and over your chest. hyunjin makes good use of his fingers skidding them into the briefs gathering your slick on his fingers giving your clit a few circles before plunging one into your hole. your so warm and tight, it's everything he has ever dreamed of. his fingers are long, perfectly reaching the wet spongey spot inside that has your toes curling and crying out for more. minho on the other hand has one of your tits firmly in his grasps, massaging the warm flesh in his hand while his mouth latches on the other. he's not satisfied until your nipple has pebbled in his mouth before moving onto the next. once satisfied with their state he blows air onto them making you shiver and arch back in pleasure. he leaves a few hickeys across the top's of your breasts as to leave his mark behind, of course hyunjin shouldn't be the only one allowed to leave his mark. your orgasm is quickly approaching as hyunjin moves the heel of his palm against your clit and thrusting his finger even faster against your g spot. minho moves quick to kiss you again, capturing all your cries and moans against him as to save the rest of you from being caught by the others. your orgasm hits your hard as your legs stretch and toes curl against the mattress, body twitching as you cum down from the feeling and hyunjin's fingers ride you out through the orgasm almost leaving you too sensitive to touch.

so there the three of you laid out tired, wet, and messy. your briefs are ruined with your wetness, the other's shorts spoiled by their own cum. no one loves just laying in the silence, soft panting and small groans. minho looks over at you to find you've already drifted off to sleep, hyunjin picks up his head from the other side of you. he makes sure minho watches him bring his fingers up to his mouth before sucking and dragging them out with a quite sucking noise.

minho taking the high ground decides to ignore it to the best of his abilities getting up to change his soiled shorts, hyunjin follows suit to do the same. right as their slipping back into the bed with you centered. minho swiftly scoops the blanket and you to lay against him once more before shooting hyunjin a cocky grin.

this would only be the first mark of a very long weekend sharing a tent and bed with these two...

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part ii

[asbealthgn]

(the thrilling conclusion. also posted on ao3! here's some art of the kitten i did. part 1, 2, 2.5, 3)

The Corroded Coffin fan base find out about Steve entirely by accident.

It starts, of course, with the kitten. After Eddie’s had her for a few days he decides to make an official post on his Instagram, which is a big deal because he normally just lets his PR people handle posting. All he normally does is post shit to his story, but the kitten deserves more formal recognition than that.

So he picks his favorite pictures of her (his camera roll is filled to the brim at this point) and posts them with the caption meet the light of my life, Lemon Verbena Deathclaw Goblikon Munson (Lemon for short). It’s like kicking a wasp’s nest, but, like, the good version: everyone and their dog shares the post to their stories, edits set to any number of Corroded Coffin’s hit songs are spread across TikTok, coffintwt is in an uproar.

Several hours later, Eddie posts a video to his story. He films Lemon on the couch and asks her, “Miss Lemon, how does it feel to be the best, most famous cat in the world?” She responds by meowing loudly and trying to bite his camera. Steve is sitting on the couch, so part of his thighs end up in the video.

Aside from having great thighs, the odd sliver of Steve’s legs or torso or arms showing up in various photographs and videos that Eddie puts on his story over the next few days does not draw a lot of attention from the Corroded Coffin fanbase. If Eddie were to guess, he would probably say they assume it’s just Eddie or one of his bandmates. It’s not until Eddie posts a video of Lemon trying to climb onto the couch on her own and Steve’s hands make an appearance steadying her that people take notice. More specifically, the Twitter account that’s dedicated to posting close-ups of the members of Corroded Coffin’s hands posts a screenshot of the video with the caption those hands do not belong to our boys.

From there, it becomes a wild source of controversy on Twitter as coffintwt tries to figure out for sure if those hands belong to anyone in the band. There’s a lot of back and forth, but ultimately they seem to agree that the original poster is The Authority on the matter. Then it becomes a game of going back through other pictures of Lemon and trying to figure out if the guy showing up the background of so many of them is also someone outside the band. A lot of screenshots start flying around with captions like none of the corroded boys would wear yellow or the rest of the band other than eddie were in LA when this one was posted and so on and so on. 

A consensus is reached: Eddie has been spending a lot of time with someone not in the band, quite possibly a boyfriend.

On a rainy Tuesday three weeks after they met, Eddie lays back on his couch with Steve laying on his chest and Lemon laying on his chest. “They’re onto you, Stevie,” Eddie says. 

“Who’s onto me?” Steve asks, not looking away from the basketball game on the TV. He’s terminally offline and has been blissfully unaware of the saga unfolding. 

“Twitter,” Eddie explains. “My fans have noticed you in the background in a lot of pictures of Lemon and they’ve started putting the pieces together.”

Steve scratches Lemon under her chin and she purrs happily. “Why are they looking at me instead of her?”

“Hell if I know,” Eddie says, reaching around Steve to rub Lemon’s head. “It’s not like you’re super drop-dead gorgeous or anything.”

Grinning, Steve turns his head to kiss Eddie. “Thanks, baby.”

Before Steve can turn his attention back to the game, Eddie hooks his finger under his chin to keep Steve’s eyes on him. “I have a question for you,” he says, “Well, two questions.”

“What’s up?” Steve asks. 

“First, do you want to be my boyfriend?” Eddie knows that three weeks is kind of ridiculously fast, but Steve has practically moved in already, spending all his free time here and sleeping in Eddie’s bed most nights. So Eddie’s not super worried about what his answer is going to be.

Sure enough, Steve smiles. “Yeah, I do,” he says. He kisses Eddie before asking, “What’s the second question?”

“Well, since you said yes, do you mind if I post something about us to stop the speculation?”

“I don’t mind,” Steve says, “But can I tell Robin first so she finds out from me?”

Eddie nods. “Yeah, of course. Do you want to go ov—?” But oh, Steve is already pulling out his phone and calling Robin. Okay then. 

“Hey, Robbie! Just wanted to let you know that Eddie’s my boyfriend now….No, he wasn’t already….Well, we hadn’t talked about it….Okay, that’s kinda mean….No, it’s okay….Yeah, Lemon is great! Do you want to talk to her?” Steve holds the phone up to the kitten and she bites the microphone. Steve puts the phone back to his ear. “That was her….Okay, I actually have to go. I just wanted to tell you….Bye, love you!”

Steve puts his phone back in his pocket and then grins at Eddie. “Alright, I’m ready.”

“If there’s one thing about you, baby, you’re a go-getter,” Eddie says, laughing. He gets his own phone out and holds it out to take a picture of them. Lemon, who is fascinated by phones, looks up at the camera as he snaps the photo. Perfect. 

Eddie posts the picture with the caption the rumors are true, Lemon has two dads. she gets her looks from Steve’s side. Then he puts his phone down and wraps his arms back around Steve. He can worry about his fans’ reaction later. Right now, he has other plans.

“What do you say, boyfriend?” he murmurs in Steve’s ear. “Should we go put Lemon in the bathtub?”

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[ennabear]

hii !! 🫶🏻 just discovered your account and i love it !! :) i was wondering if you could write some more headcannons about ellie? like, what job would she do? etc. i like to think that if she existed today, she'd probably be an illustrator for children's books !! that'd be so cool, tbh. i can see her making books about space or dinosaurs, and going to book fairs at schools to meet kiddos and talk to them about it. (crossover with professor!abby who used to teach little kids 🫶🏻🫶🏻) aah. sorry for rambling. but like, i just think ellie would have a blast if she existed today. like with all the museums ?? all the new ways to make art ?? but anyway !! what are *your* headcannons for modern ellie !! 🪐🫶🏻

modern!ellie’s job!! (hc) 🦕

thx for the request bae cause this made me smile so big. i have SO many hcs for modern ellie like i’ve been waiting for this moment!!!!! also dw about rambling i love to hear your thoughts 🤗

ok for starters i think ellie would be a nerd in high school. i know that some people headcanon her as a jock or a stoner (and that ellie has a special place in my heart) but i definitely think she’d be the opposite tbh. i imagine her with only a few friends (dina, jesse, cat). and i also think she’d have insanely good grades because she’s just smart like that. and all of her teachers love her because even though she’s quiet, she’s really kind and creative.

also i think her family would be just her and joel and maybe a dog. like imagine her spending her weekends getting guitar lessons from joel and then taking her dog on a walk and documenting it in her journal. she would fr have such a blast!!!!

for college i definitely think she’d major in astronomy/astrophysics or maybe art history?? and in her last years of college, she’d get a job as a secretary for a science museum. honestly, she didn’t hate it, but she was super jealous of the tour guide because she got to take all of the cute little kids on a walk and talk about the fun stuff while ellie had to sit behind a desk all day. but after begging her supervisor enough, she’d get promoted to tour guide after the mean old lady who used to do it retired.

and guess what??? the kiddos loved her!!! she always made sure the kids were having a great time and she knew a lot about what she was talking about, whether it was dinosaurs or planets or volcanoes. and the joke book came everywhere with her!! absolutely nothing made her happier than hearing the little monsters giggling and squealing about a joke that wasn’t even that funny.

abby and ellie would become good friends because of the time abby took her class to the museum on a field trip. they ended up actually really liking each other, especially because they had so much in common. and sometimes after work they’d meet up at a bar and talk about life, it was nice for them to both have a new friend who was equally as nerdy.

ellie would be a tour guide for quite a few years while abby got her doctorate. a few years after abby became a professor, ellie tried out illustrating a childrens book for a local visitor at the museum who was really fond of ellie. it was nothing too big, but she was really proud of it.

after she finished the drawings for the book, she wanted to try writing one of her own. so she decided to write a textbook for kids about dinosaurs with her own illustrations and a joke on every page.

safe to say it was super successful!!! she ended up going to local elementary schools and educating the littles about the different types of dinosaurs and each era they lived in. and you better believe old man joel was so proud!!!! his little girl ellie that he used to take to dinosaur museums was now writing her own dinosaur books!!!

i think eventually she’d quit her job at the museum and focus on being a writer full time, along with keeping art as a hobby. and i can 100% see her getting married and adopting a kid just like joel adopted her, and she’d pass on all of her science knowledge to her mini self. also i think she’d mainly only write science textbooks for kids, but may end up publishing a sci-fi novel or two.

i think that’s all :3 thanks for the ask sweetie pie ilysm 🫶

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[sweetbbyshion]

-> Kitten

Touya Todoroki (Dabi) x Reader (no pronouns used)

characters: Touya Todoroki (Dabi)

genre: fluff

summary: you decided to adopt a kitten and dabi isn't sure if he likes it

warnings: established relationship, just very fluffy

Dabi is not an animal person. If he was he would have a dog, maybe a lion (not like it would be possible nor he would actually want one) but Dabi just doesn't feel the need to own a pet.

You, on the other hand, decided to adopt the tiniest kitten, so small on his big scarred hand. It’s honestly quite ugly in Dabi’s eyes. You proudly announce that the ugly looking cat is your new daughter, Tuna. Dabi wants to argue why you would name it like that but he decides to let you enjoy your moment. Your boyfriend doesn't expect to be very present in the cat's life and settles for watching you from afar.

“She looks just like you.” you coo, taking pictures of Dabi holding the fur ball.

“Are you calling me ugly?”

“Of course not! She's the prettiest baby.” you smile at the cat, talking with an annoying baby voice.

“Where did you even find it? The trash?” The look you send Dabi’s way is scary enough to make him shut up. After years of dating you, Dabi mastered the art of shutting up when you give him the look. He turns his eyes to the thing meowing loudly on his hand. He doesn't know how long he will put up with it.

It takes a few weeks for Dabi to get used to the cat’s presence. He feels like he already made a mortal enemy. Tuna is still small but her meowing sure is loud, always trying to get your attention when you are too entranced in Dabi. He swears on his life that the little fucker smirks at him every time you stop cuddling him to pick her up from the floor and rest her against your chest. So Dabi does what every adult man would do - he shows the competition that he is the favorite. Whenever the two of you go to the bedroom, Dabi makes sure to lock the door behind him, stopping the cat from entering. But after five minutes the little fur ball will start meowing loudly and you will get up to get it and bring it to bed. Tuna always lays by your side, preventing Dabi from getting close to you and holding you. Not to say that the tiny thing pisses everywhere but you only softly scold it before showing the way to the litter box, leaving Dabi to clean it.

So yes, Dabi hates a small kitten that can't even go down the stairs alone.

Either way, you choose to ignore the one-sided (though Dabi would argue otherwise, the cat definitely knows what she’s doing) fight and force Dabi to spend time with the cat. “You two need some bonding time.” you had argued while placing the cat on Dabi’s lap before leaving the house. Your boyfriend simply stares at the cat before awkwardly petting it. “Your fur is kind of soft, it's cool.” he caught himself speaking to the cat. He puts the cat down and goes to his room before he starts going crazy. There's no way he’ll become one of those people who talk to cats. When he's halfway up the stairs, Tuna’s meow catches his attention. He looks back and sees the cat trying to climb the stairs, still struggling a bit. Dabi sighs, weighs his options, and decides to go back and pick up the cat to bring it up the stairs. However, Tuna follows him like a baby duck to the bedroom and sits by his foot when he sits on the desk chair and turns on his computer. Tuna decides the game he's about to play is interesting so she sticks her claws on Dabi’s sweatpants and dangles on his leg, failing to climb. Dabi sighs again and carefully grabs the cat to place her on his lap. She makes herself comfortable, promptly falling asleep on his lap. Dabi catches himself smiling at the scene as he plays a random game on his computer, careful not to wake the cat up. And if you get home and coo at the scene, he pretends to hate every moment of it. But you can tell the way his eyes soften as he looks back at the kitten to make sure she's still asleep.

[marksbear]

"I know who you really are."

JOE GOLDBERG X SLASHER MALE READER

Warnings! ONESHOT, Stalker joe, killer reader, killing, blood, gore, Y/n is a manipulator, animals eating human flesh, reader loves animals.

J/n - Job name.

JOE POV:

Everything was perfect. I had the perfect wife, perfect job and an amazing son.  Our life was perfect. 

Until he came. 

He was new to Madre Linda. He was young and ( tall,short, regular.) He never made an effort to talk to the other neighbors, only talking to them if he's spoken to or absolutely necessary. He lives alone but has multiple strange animals. Like snakes, way too many cats and dogs,birds, rats, raccoons, ferrets and fish. 

 Love and I watch him almost everyday to see is he a threat to break this “Peaceful and loving community”.  He sticks to a routine only breaking it to go to a neighbors party or event. In the morings he usually goes on a run for thirty five minutes and stops on the second when it is past thirty five. Then he’ll go back home and let his land animals walk around the yard for their fitfhteen minutes of play time. After that he goes back inside to eat and feed the pets.

Now it's work time. 

He hires a sitter most of the time, male but sometimes female. Once he gets the sitter ready and double checks with his animals he leaves for J/n. By the time he comes back it's about 10:10 on the dot. Sitter leaves with Y/n walking them to the door with a smile. And the smile disappears fairly quickly as they sitter gets into their car.  

Today

Sherry and Cary had this great idea to have the biggest house party in the neighborhood. To which the whole neighborhood agreed too and all went. But I didn’t expect that He was gonna be here as well. Which surprised everyone that he brought a lovely man with him named Ken. 

Love and I watched Y/n and Ken every single second of the party. Every few minutes Y/n will whisper something in Ken's ear about someone in the party. From Ken's reaction it had to be the most craziest and dark secret about them.

Y/n looks at his phone and doesn't spare a glance at Ken leaving the party. Ken quickly follows like a lost puppy making me scoff.

I turn to Love and she's busy talking to her so-called friends. I quickly exit the party going to my car and start it and turn the headlights off. I begin to drive slowly behind not drawing too much attention.

The couple walks to Y/n house without sharing any conversation. Once they get there Y/n opens the door for Ken who kisses his cheek as a thank you. I clench my jaw tightly and park my car somewhat away from his house.

3RD POV

"You are one lucky man Ken" Y/n says to him once he gets in the house leaving the door unlocked. "Really? How so Y/n?~" Ken asked seductively unbuttoning his dress shirt.

“Well it's simple most people never see an ecosystem this big and diverse in one house!” Y/n shouts with Enthusiasm smiling ear to ear to finally talk about someone beside the pet sitter about his animals. Ken lets out a fake ohhh. Y/n turns his face around to see Ken that's naked on his couch. “Before you get the wrong idea, I do have a license to own them. Don’t want you to think i’m some porcher.” 

“Come eat, girls and boys!” Y/n shouts walking to the kitchen and getting an axe from behind the fridge. 

Joe watches multiple animals leave their rooms upstairs hiding in the closest watching them pass. The house became silent for a while with only a few dogs barks. 

Joe slips out of the closet looking for an escape. He finds an open window and begins to approach it but gets stopped by a harsh hand on his shoulder. There Is Ken holding onto Joe for his life. Blood everywhere and bite marks and tiny holes from the bird's beak littered on his body and one of his eyes was missing also his other hand that looked like it was chopped off.

Joe uses all of his strength to push Ken off of him and makes a b-line to the window but gets bounced back from a strong chest. Joe hand springs to his neck gasping for air hitting the snake that is slowly suffocating him.

“That's Jane! She's a Boas constrictor. She's such a good hugger.” Joe's legs begin to buckle and his face turns a slight purple. “Just say the word and I'll help you.” Joe tries to speak but nothing comes out making Y/n laugh.

“Jane off.” The large snake immediately loses her grip and slither off the semi-purple man. “You remind me of my rats. Quiet and mysterious listening when you don’t expect anyone to listen. You don’t spread diseases and damage like them. You bring death and tragedy.” You walk up to Joe picking him up, taking him to the bird room and using one of the chains putting them on his wrist trapping him in the room.

“When you are well rested, You will help me out with the animals then text your wife your gonna be gone for a few days maybe weeks even. FyI this is the bird habitat so pray they don't poke your eyes out or something goldberg~"

"I think me and you are gonna be one great couple once Love is out of the way.~ Maybe i'll be your new Love or beck who knows?"

"I know who you really are joe..."

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

Oh i have a modern sihtric idea! Animal carer Sihtric where he's not the biggest fan of animals but all animals enjoy his company. He can handle grumpy cats and bratty birds while Finan only gets along with happy cheerful excited dogs. Uhtred gets hissed at all the time😂

Warnings: mention of an evil parrot.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

Summary: see request and: You work in an animal shelter and, against your will, you're suddenly working with three new men.

Word count: 3,1k

Note: the ending is rather open. I felt this story would either have a rushed ending if I tried to wrap it up or it would become waaaay too long. And I guess I also left the option open to possibly return to this if anyone seems to enjoy it. This was just a little fun thing to write!

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'The parrot is right.'

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'You want me to deal with that bunch?' you grimaced at the sight of two strange men on the other side of the room, 'why me?'

'You've been here the longest, apart from me, but I don't have the time to teach them. Nor the patience,' your boss, Thyra, admitted.

'Oh, and I have?'

'I hope so.'

'Who are they and why are they even here?'

You watched Thyra flip some papers on her clipboard.

'That guy on the left, his name is Uhtred. What a strange name. Anyway, the Irish man is called Finan and… there should be another guy named Sihtric, but he hasn't shown up yet. Big surprise,' she sighed, 'but they'll be here only a few days… for community service.'

'What?!' 

'I know, I know! I didn't want them at first either, but it's nothing bad. I mean, nothing to be scared of.'

'What on earth did they do?'

'Apparently,' Thyra giggled, 'they stole a holy relic from a church and they got caught.'

'You're kidding?' you started to laugh.

'I knew you'd be amused at that,' she grinned.

'But how did they end up here? This is an animal shelter, shouldn't they volunteer at that church?'

'That was the plan, but the church doesn't want them. And since we need the help, I accepted the request. So,' Thyra patted you on the back, 'good luck!'

'Well, thanks,' you scoffed.

'Oh,' Thyra stopped at the door, 'they always show you a picture of the people who come to work, so they can't send someone else in their place, and,' she paused to give you a smile, 'I hope that other guy shows up. I think he's your type,' she winked, 'he has tattoos.'

'What? What is that supposed to mean?!' you called after her, but she only gave you another wink and left.

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'Okay, so, now that you know who I am and what we do here, are you two ready?' you smiled.

Finan nodded and Uhtred gave you a hesitant smile.

'Okay, let's go. Uhtred, you can clean the enclosures. Finan, I think you'll do good helping my colleague, feeding the animals.'

You sent both men on their way and quickly noticed that Finan was good with overly excited dogs, and you chuckled when you figured that Finan actually had the same energy. As for Uhtred… well, let's just say Uhtred tried. Uhtred did his job well, it was just that the animals didn't seem to like him. You told Uhtred that animals can sense fear, to which Uhtred quickly said he wasn't scared. But you saw the terror in his eyes when he faced that one vile parrot that had been in the shelter for years already, and you expected Uhtred to gain a few more scars the next couple of days.

You let them do their job and went back to your own duty, walking a few dogs. But before you could leave, you were stopped as a handsome man entered the shelter, looking sleepy and a little lost. You saw his face had a couple of scars and soon your eyes spotted a tattoo in his neck, and you figured this was probably the guy Thyra told you about.

'H-hi,' you stammered when he looked at you, 'can I… can I help you?'

'Eh,' the man smiled and a rosy colour appeared on his cheeks, 'I- I'm here for my community service.'

'Oh!' you blushed too, 'yeah, I was told we, eh, were missing one guy.'

You held out your hand and introduced yourself, albeit with a lot of tripping over your words, and the blushing man seemed to have the same issue.

'Nice to - to meet y-you. I- I'm Sihtric, lady.'

'Sihtric,' you smiled, still holding his hand, which he didn't seem to realise either, and your eyes darted over his toned arms, 'you're like an animal, I mean, I mean… you, d-do you like animals?'

'I actually do not, lady, not really,' he chuckled lightly, still holding your hand, 'I apologise.'

'Well… maybe, maybe you'll learn to l-like them… or something,' you felt yourself get lost in his eyes once you noticed they were two different colours. You only snapped out of your trance when you heard Finan mimic the bark of a very happy golden retriever, and you finally let go of Sihtric's hand. You both looked away and cleared your throat while looking red in the face.

'S-so I was about to walk the dogs. M-maybe you could help with that? We have a-a great Dane, a lovely dog, but huge and doesn't really listen. He dragged me over the street once already, so maybe you,' you looked at Sihtric's muscular arms again and sighed when you thought about how he would have to flex those while walking the dog, 'y-you could…maybe, flex- I mean help! H-help with that dog.'

'I, eh, I suppose,' Sihtric chuckled.

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When you just started your walk with the dogs, the great Dane was overly excited and Sihtric really had to showcase his strength to not let the dog escape, but he did it with grace. And it made you weak to your knees. Luckily, soon all dogs seemed to calm down, especially the great Dane, and the dog didn't seem to stray far from Sihtric, and if he did, Sihtric would whistle and the dog obeyed immediately. You didn't even know the dog could do that.

'I can't believe he's actually calm,' you smiled in disbelief, 'who are you, the dog whisperer? He really seems to like you.'

Sihtric chuckled and patted the great Dane on his head, 'I don't know,' he smiled, 'maybe it's because we're both Danes,' he joked.

'You're a Dane?'

'I am, lady. Maybe the dog knows,' he winked, 'and… I guess I might be a little fond of him as well.'

'Really?' you raised an eyebrow, 'and a few hours ago you told me you didn't like animals.'

Sihtric shrugged with a sly smile and continued to pet the dog. You looked at them and thought how Sihtric would be the perfect person to adopt this dog. They say dogs tend to resemble their owners, and that's exactly what you saw. The dog's fur was smooth and dark, he was well built, friendly but clumsy, shy at first but curious and simply won over your heart in no time. And Sihtric, with his dark, long hair tied together, his muscular body and his dazzling smile gave you the same energy.

'What's his name?' Sihtric asked, crouched down next to the dog.

'Oh, sorry, I never told you. It's Thor.'

'It is?' Sihtric's eyes grew big and looked up at you. Then he looked back at the dog and reached into his shirt. He pulled out his necklace and clutched it in his hand. You weren't sure why, it was only moments later when Sihtric got back up that you saw his pendant. Thor's hammer. And you couldn't help but smile.

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When you and Sihtric got back to the shelter it was almost time for the men to leave already. You placed the dogs back in their enclosures and took out one of the recently brought in kittens. You had grown fond of the little thing and simply couldn't leave her alone. You held the cat in your arms while you thanked the men for doing their jobs today and looked forward to seeing them tomorrow, and unless they wished to stay longer today, they could go home now. Finan, with his thick accent, told you how he had loved the dogs and was excited to come back again. Uhtred, who was hissed and scratched at, gave you a polite but fake smile and mumbled that he'd see you again tomorrow. The two men left while Sihtric seemed to linger around a little longer before he awkwardly walked over to you.

'I, eh, I- I was wondering if, if maybe I could, eh,' he stammered, 'I- I just wonder how it would work if I were to, you know, want to look into … adopting a pet.'

'Really?' you smiled widely, 'eh, it requires some paperwork and rules, but, I-I can tell you some stuff about it tomorrow, if you like?

'Yeah, yeah,' Sihtric blushed, 'I-I'd like that.'

'Me too,' you felt your own cheeks reddened too, and you both quickly focused your attention on the kitten in your arms, 'would you like to hold her?' you blurted out.

'I-I don't think I'm good with animals,' Sihtric said.

'Are you sure?' you chuckled, 'you seemed great today. Here,' you said and handed him the young cat, 'try.'

Sihtric tensed up and awkwardly took the cat in his arms. The cat, however, seemed completely at ease rather fast and nestled against his chest as he held her. You almost squealed at the sight of Sihtric, the muscular "thief", with Freya, the white fluffy kitten, all cuddled up in his arms. And you saw Sihtric slowly relax and his face softened into a shy smile when he chuckled.

'I think animals just love you,' you said as you stepped closer to pet Freya.

'It seems,' Sihtric smiled, watching Freya while you petted her. As you petted the kitten, you accidentally brushed your fingers against Sihtric's arm.

'Oh, sorry,' you blushed and looked up at him, to find he was already looking at you, and you both stopped breathing for a moment when you locked eyes. You could just kiss him right there, and you felt he thought the same when you saw his eyes trail down to your lips. But then Thyra walked in and you both took a step back quickly.

'H-hey,' you greeted her and cleared your throat, pretending to look for something that wasn't there while you tried to hide your red cheeks. But you were lucky that Freya drew all the attention to her right away, so you didn't have to feel awkward much longer. 

Eventually Sihtric brought Freya to her enclosure, and you saw how he stopped by Thor, the great Dane, to pet him before walking back over to you.

'I was actually thinking,' Sihtric mumbled slightly, 'maybe… maybe you could, if-if you want, m-maybe explain the adopting procedure to me, eh, while y-you maybe get a-a, a drink with me?'

Sihtric quickly looked down at his feet and sighed, feeling he completely fucked that up.

'Oh,' you said softly and felt flustered again, 'I-I would actually… like that, but… I-I have to work here until later tonight.'

'Oh,' Sihtric said and shook his head, 'no, it's okay. I-I understand.'

'But,' you quickly said, 'maybe… I mean, if the offer is still standing tomorrow, then I-I'd like to, to get a drink with… you, yes.'

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The next morning you were anxious to see Sihtric again. You had agreed to get a drink together after work, but you still felt he might cancel it. There was no way he could be interested in you, you thought. And as you arrived at the shelter, usually being the first to do so, you found Sihtric, smoking a cigarette, while waiting for you near the entrance.

'My type,' you muttered in your car as you studied his side profile, 'you're not wrong, Thyra, I just wish he didn't smoke,' you chuckled to yourself before you got out.

'Sihtric?' you smiled, 'you're early. And also you can't smoke here,' you grinned.

'Oh,' he chuckled, 'sorry, lady.' And he threw the cigarette away before he turned to face you.

'Oh, god!' you said when you saw his hair, 'what happened to you?' you snorted, 'I mean, oh, sorry, I don't mean it badly! I-I just… I didn't… expect this to…,' you coughed slightly.

'It's fine,' Sihtric chuckled and rolled his eyes, 'I actually only wanted to shave the sides, but I messed up. I either had to go completely bald or,' he shrugged, 'make the most of this.'

'Oh, god,' you snorted again and took a step closer, inspecting his half shaved head. You saw he had a small braid with beads in it, and on the other side of that braid he still had his longer curls, 'Actually,' you smiled with a blush, 'it's kinda cool.'

'You don't have to lie, lady,' Sihtric laughed.

'I would never,' you said and couldn't help but look away and bite down on your lip. Goddamnit, you thought, he looks really good.

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After Finan and Uhtred arrived later, and had finally stopped laughing at Sihtric's haircut, you put them all to work again. Today Finan was to walk the dogs with a colleague, and because Uhtred had taunted Sihtric the most, you told Uhtred he was to feed the evil parrot again, much to his disgrace. 

You nudged Sihtric and told him to watch. You both stood at safe distance while Uhtred closed in on the parrot's cage.

'You're a good bird,' Uhtred kept saying, to which you and Sihtric already giggled. You watched Uhtred cautiously open the enclosure, and just as you expected, the parrot started screaming curse words to Uhtred.

'Did he just call me arseling?' Uhtred yelled back to you.

'The parrot is right,' Sihtric whispered to you, and you both couldn't stop laughing while Uhtred kept being cursed at by the hostile bird. After a few minutes you thought it was enough and told Sihtric you'd help Uhtred, but Sihtric was quick to offer his help too.

'Are you sure? The bird is pure evil,' you laughed, 'I'm serious.'

'I'm sure,' Sihtric smiled, and you beckoned him to follow you.

'Okay, try to get him out then. We need to clean the cage,' you told Sihtric.

Uhtred quickly stepped away and you told him he should go and feed the rest of the animals, you'd take care of the bird.

And to your surprise, and Sihtric's, the parrot grew rather quiet when he approached. Sihtric held his hand out, a little nervously, but you gave him an encouraging smile, and before you knew it the parrot calmly stepped onto Sihtric's hand.

'There is just no way,' you whispered, seeing the event unfold in front of you, 'that bird hates everyone. No one can get him out.'

Sihtric looked at you with a smirk and shrugged lightly.

'You're like… like Ace Ventura or something,' you laughed, and Sihtric definitely appreciated the joke and chuckled.

The rest of the day went by fast. Finan, once again, was completely in love with all the overly excited dogs, while Uhtred needed a few plasters after a cat named Brida had scratched him. Sihtric was given the task to clean the enclosures and every time you checked on him, you found him petting a different animal. And just like every animal at the shelter, you were also absolutely smitten by that man.

You wished the men a good evening again and like the day before, Uhtred and Finan left while Sihtric waited around, but this time he was waiting to take you out for a drink. You quickly got changed in some comfortable clothes and met up with him outside the shelter.

He took you to a quiet, local bar where you came to realise that Sihtric was just all kinds of interesting. And attractive. You explained him how the adoption process goes, and if he was really serious about it, you could help him get approved. Sihtric said he'd love that, and soon after that you both chatted about all kinds of other things.

'So,' you said after a while, 'I have to ask this.'

'Ask what?' Sihtric raised his eyebrow with a half smile.

'Your community service,' you tried to hide your smile as Sihtric looked at you while he took a sip of his drink, 'a holy relic? Why?'

'Yeah,' Sihtric sighed and chuckled, 'in my defence, it wasn't my idea. It was Uhtred's. But,' Sihtric sighed and clicked his tongue, 'look,' he said curtly and locked eyes with you, 'I am not a real thief or anything, I am not a criminal. We were drunk, we passed the church as we walked home and we just thought it was a good idea,' he shrugged.

'But what did you steal? Or, well, try to steal?'

'A comb.'

'What?'

'An ivory comb.'

'Sihtric,' you snorted, 'you got arrested for stealing a comb?'

'St Cuthbert's ivory comb, yes.'

'Still a comb.'

'Uhtred said it's worth a lot of money.'

'Is it?'

'I don't know, lady,' Sihtric hissed playfully, 'we never got to sell it.'

'Oh my god!' you laughed, 'this is the most outrageous thing I have ever heard. I love it. But what were you going to do with the money? I mean, if it really was worth a lot?'

'I don't even know, I was drunk, okay,' Sihtric laughed.

'Who even is St Cuthbert?' you frowned.

'I have no idea, lady,' Sihtric snickered, 'I am a pagan.'

'You don't even know who you stole from? Jesus. Well, I hope it was worth it,' you smiled and shook your head.

'Yeah,' Sihtric smiled and looked at you, 'it was worth it.' 

You blushed and looked away when you understood he was flirting, and you didn't know what to do.

'Hey,' you finally said, 'I know you keep saying you don't like animals. But they clearly like you. Have you considered continuing working at the shelter after the community service? I mean, we could really use your help.'

'You know,' he sighed, 'I wouldn't mind. But, I need a paid job to live.'

'We have those too,' you said quickly, 'I get paid for example. It just depends on how many hours you can work. If you can work full time, you'll get a contract and a payment. But a lot of people only come in for one day a week, and those are the ones who volunteer.'

'Really?' 

'Yeah.'

'Hm, I might consider that,' he nodded, 'but would you want me to work there?'

'Maybe,' you blushed, 'you're the only one who has been accepted by the evil parrot.'

'Oh,' Sihtric laughed, 'is that all I'm good for?'

'Well, that and… y-you're good on the eye,' you blurted out, 'I mean good on the…the,' you sighed and buried your face in your hands, 'I can't talk myself out of that one, can I?'

'Nope,' Sihtric smiled and sat back, watching you in amusement as you tried to regain your confidence.

'But if it helps,' Sihtric smiled as he leaned in, 'I think you're good on the eye too.'

[bedlamsbard]

Have a little Yonderverse ficbit of Thor and Loki and some of New Asgard's animal life. (Freki is the cat on the table.)

About 850 words below the break.

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The third night Thor woke up with three hounds and two cats tucked in around him, he finally snapped and demanded, “Where did the animals come from?  They weren’t on the Statesman with us.”

He wasn’t exactly opposed to the company – he liked animals – but he had no idea where they had come from.  Given how efficiently and ruthlessly Loki seemed to have micromanaged all of New Asgard over the course of the past five years, he also had no doubt that Loki knew exactly where they were from.  Probably each and every one of them, individually, down to the damned Álfar geese that seemed to be running rampant across the thorp.

His brother didn’t bother to glance up from the glowing model of the settlement that he had set up in a corner of his study.  There was another cat perched on top of his desk, studiously cleaning a paw, and a hound sprawled on the floor in front of one of the room’s several braziers, its tail and hind legs twitching a little as it dreamed.

“Here and there,” Loki said.

“Loki,” Thor said meaningfully. “These aren’t from Earth.”

Loki finally raised his head and looked vaguely around the room, then pointed at the hound and said, “Those are from Earth.”

Thor looked at the hound, which looked like the most common kind of Asgardian or Vanir hound – big, wolf-like, with a plumed tail and a thick ruff of fur around its neck. “That dog is not from Earth.”

“Not the dog,” Loki said meaningfully.  When Thor stared at him, he let out a little annoyed huff and came out from behind the model, crossing to the dog and crouching down in front of it to rub at its ears.  The hound woke up, thumped its tail, and raised its head, revealing three small kittens that had been nestled between its front paws, hidden under its chin.  Loki handed one of the kittens up to Thor.

It fit neatly into the palm of his hand, about half the size of an Asgardian kitten of the same age, but was old enough that its eyes were open and it had a little white stub of tail.  It made a mewling sound as Thor ran a finger down the soft fur of its back, making the big cat on the desk stand up and fix a meaningful glare on Thor.  After a moment she leapt down to the floor and trotted over to them, touching noses solemnly with the hound before settling down to groom the kittens.  The contrast in size made Thor smile before he crouched to put the kitten he had been holding down beside her.

“All right, those are from Earth,” he agreed.  “Where did the other animals come from?”

Loki sat back on his heels, resting his wrists on his knees.  His mouth twisted a little, like he was trying to decide what to say, then he shrugged and said, “The destruction of the Infinity Stones five years ago split open the world-paths in Yggdrasil.  They’re not impossible to wander into normally, but it’s difficult.  For a time it became less difficult.  There were also a large number of animals in the Nine who suddenly found themselves without their caretakers.  The settlement had certain needs, so I sent out a calling.”  He shrugged matter-of-factly.  “The world-paths went back to more or less their former state a few years ago, though we still get the odd newcomer.”

Thor stared at him. “You stole people’s pets?  And livestock?”

Loki looked aggrieved. “I’ve never gotten any complaints.  And even if I had, stealing cattle is a time-honored tradition of our people.”

“All of those animals’ owners are back now!”

Loki stroked a hand down the cat’s back. “They’re welcome to come here and take it up with me,” he said, thought about it, and then added, “And the animals themselves, of course, I wouldn’t keep them here if they wanted to leave.”

Thor dug a thumb into his forehead.  “Brother…”

“It’s not as though the animals couldn’t have left on their own if they were so inclined,” Loki said pointedly. “The world-paths go both ways.  And honestly I wish the damned Álfar geese would go, but having been the bane of my existence for the past five years I’m glad that they’ve at least moved on to tormenting you too.”

“Thanks,” Thor said dryly.  “Where did these cats come from?  The ones from Earth.”

“Darcy brought them by when she visited last week,” Loki said, his expression saying, obviously, you oaf.  “I think you were out.”

Thor stared at him. “Since when do you know Darcy?”

Loki raised his eyebrows. “You were busy being dead.  What, I can’t make friends?”

Since Thor had spent the past few weeks trying to shake the uncharitable feeling that Loki had not only stolen all of his friends but also his life while he had been dead, he didn’t have a good response to that.  He just shook his head and reached out to scratch the dog’s ears as it thumped its tail against the floor.

[butmakeitgayblog]

Ok, you can’t just imply about our precious midwestern baby and dr handsome fighting, any type of angst does not belong in their beautiful world🥺

What would be their fist fight about? How would the reconciliation play out?

They have squabbles before it. Little tiffs and instances of butting heads. Huffing matches over a collection of somethings trivial, rolling eyes and pouting silences in the car. They're both incredibly stubborn and strong-willed women. It just kinda comes with the territory.

It helps that they're very, very good at the making up part by now 😏

But the thing is that they're getting serious. Like... really serious.

The kind of actually starting to make life plans together for the future caliber of serious. Their first anniversary has already come and passed and Lexa spends more time at Clarke's house than she does her own anymore. It's been months since they've spent a single night not sharing a bed. Lexa has her own entire dresser in Clarke's bedroom, not just a measly single drawer.

So they serious. And they had both apparently thought they were on the same page.

Clarke, unfortunately, realizes that they truly were not.

Because she had just casually been talking about maybe getting an apartment together some time down the road. Maybe a cat too, because dogs tend to take up too much room. But god, what if they want kids? More than one, because she hated being a single child. How would they even make that work in a one bedroom?

It takes a couple minutes for her to realize Lexa has grown entirely silent. Just sitting there, staring at her with that blank face mask she gets when she's thinking something important. The same damn face that doesn't give Clarke any kind of idea what the hell that 'something' could possibly be.

After some coaxing and an honest to god staring contest just to get her to fucking speak, Lexa just says like it should be obvious:

"Clarke, babe... I'm never gonna move away from here."

And that's... That's just... it. That's the long and short of it. The needle in the balloon of all of the ideas Clarke had been constructing in her head over the last few months. Because she'd thought Lexa knew this job was only ever supposed to be temporary? She thought it was a given that she'd practice here a few years and then move on to another city once she had more experience under her belt. To an actual city. One that doesn't run their water system from a goddamn well...

So it's a pretty big fucking deal when Lexa just calmly says that uh, no, she wasn't aware of that plan. And that, no, she doesn't have any intention of following Clarke if she ever does decide to go.

It's like a punch to the gut and like the world has tipped sideways, and unfortunately, Clarke has a tendency to react to fear and hurt with anger. Which is how it comes to the point of her not-really-shouting, but almost shouting, about how she can't believe this is even happening. Because goddammit Lexa? You're really going to live here your entire life? Here? The place that has one fucking gas station and no grocery store? You're really going to spend your entire life just playing servant to these fucking people whose idea of showing gratitude is to just start bitching about their next problem the second you've fixed this one while they hand you a lukewarm beer?? Your entire life is going to be drunk ass Big Ed calling at 3am asking for a sober ride and— and— and cookouts and little league games and book drives and—

That is just about the time Lexa has had enough 👀. Because Yes, ClarKe, that's exactly what her life is, and it's exactly what her life will always be, because that's who she is. She'd been clear from the start that this was her home, and that these were her people. And fine, maybe they're a little backwards in some ways and yes there's a lot more to be done, but that's exactly why she does what she does. Before her this town didn't even have a damn stop sign, much less any of the other fifty thousand improvements she's implemented. She's made their lives better and she likes knowing that, and wants to keep making it better for the generation that will take over after her. This is little town is her clan. She has a legacy here. She knows what it's like to grow up in a nowhere town that barely has enough resources to function. She's spent the last 10 years of her life working to never let another kid here have to feel those kinds of struggles.

She has no intention of just abandoning all that.

It culminates in Clarke storming out of her own house because,,, Lexa had already chosen to dismiss herself to the bedroom with only a somber, "I love you, Clarke. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone. And the last thing in the world I want is to hold you back. But at the same time... I want— I want so many things with you. I want all of it. I want all of you... But you can't ask me to leave."

[typingwithmyhandstied]

all of the asks. (ask game)

(you don’t actually have to i partially just thought it would be funny to say this i can pick specific ones if you want but also please do if you want to)

This is hilarious. I will do all of them because why not.

favorite chore: organizing things mostly but sometimes even that sucks, sweeping, or not really a chore--- peeling potatoes

least favorite chore: cleaning anything that's sticky/slimy/etc

aquarium, planetarium, museum, or zoo: it really depends on the kind. The aquarium in my town has a really big otter enclosure, so I love that. I really really like planetariums and museums but don't go enough.

favorite kind of museum: The ones that are pretty much people's houses turned into museums especially big old fancy houses with old artifacts. I do love a good art museum of course too.

cooking or baking (and your favorite thing to cook or bake): baking and apple crisp. It has peeling, cutting, etc.

favorite thing in your room: My bookshelf or all of the quotes stuck up on my wall.

favorite class you’ve ever taken: I haven't gotten much variety yet. I really like choir, Spanish, and English though.

what kinds of clothes do you typically wear?: tshirts, jeans, overalls, sweaters, really anything but if you see it it makes sense.

favorite way to be creative (can be anything: playlists, outfits, drawing, writing, decorating cookies, anything.): WRITING but I actually kind of have done a lot. I paint some. I make cool outfits. I actually painted a bunch of jean jackets last summer while listening to the FLF audiobook. I might do that again.

are you superstitious?: Yes and no. I am in the ways that I think are funny like sayings and jokes and having a "lucky necklace." I used to be more so.

favorite article of clothing you own: It's either this gray sweater I found thrifting, my Evermore sweatshirt, or my best jean jacket.

favorite way to carry things (pockets, purse, backpack, etc): I apologize in advance for the rant this will cause. I want to say pockets, but I can not because WOMEN'S PANTS POCKETS FIT NOTHING. I also have to carry an Epipen which can't even fit in men's pants pockets so a purse. I like satchel like purses that can fit a book.

what things do you usually have on you when you leave the house?: As stated before my Epipen, my phone which has my wallet stuff in it, a purse, a book, headphones, chapstick, some cash, etc.

favorite errand: grocery shopping or essential other things

dream job: a librarian who writes books in her spare time (with a dog and a cat <3)

favorite thing get when going out to eat: a burger or spaghetti usually

when did you lose your first tooth?: first tooth lost was pulled by the dentist, and I didn't know what was going on. It was HORRIBLE. I have gotten many pulled actually. First "naturally" lost was because my friend's friend hit my chin with her knee while we lifted her in the air at recess. I lost it in Spanish class a few days later.

any childhood memory you want to share:

do you like camping?: Yes, but mostly because I was taken a lot as a kid.

have you ever gone to summer camp and did you enjoy it?: I went to girl scout summer camp but family camp, so my mom was there. It was fine.

favorite place to write things: At a table anywhere without too much distractions

lucky number(s): 4, 7, 13, 14, 16

favorite place you’ve traveled to: Canada probably or just somewhere camping

place you want to travel to: Broadway or London or the Netherlands (to meet an old online friend)

favorite snack: gold fish

favorite smell: lemon verbena

something you’re proud of: all the progress I have made

do you have any pets?: I had a bunny as a little girl. I loved her. I had a dog, but she died two months (ish) ago. I miss her.

do you want any pets that you don’t have?: I want to have a dog again someday. I also will probably have a cat someday. (If I could get an orange cat, I would name it Kell.)

favorite place to go in your neighborhood: THE LIBRARY DUH

[elysia-nsimp]

OC introduction: Comet Yuusonya (Twisted Wonderland)

Basics

Comet Yuusonya (she/her) (sometimes Comet Morningstar depending on the AU and storyline we’re going with) is the protagonist of my main TWST AU. She gets isekai’d to Twisted Wonderland at the age of 16, and becomes Ramshackle’s Prefect. She’s in the same class as Ace.

Comet is asexual (& sex repulsed), as well as polyamorous. She can’t figure out what label works best for her sexuality, so she just uses heteroromantic since that’s as close as she can get.

Comet is around 5’1” (does not appreciate her height), a little underweight at around 95-100 lbs. Her best subject is astrology, but she generally excels at artistic and physical science classes. Any class that includes math in some way is not her forte.

She’s dedicated herself to both the Mountain Lovers Club and Gargoyle Studies Club, as well as eventually starting up her own club, being Dance. How did she get into several clubs? Threatened Crowley.

Hobbies, Talents, Preferences

Comet enjoys the arts. She’s a digital artist, typically sketching traditionally first—she also enjoys singing, dancing, theatre, making and listening to playlists, and writing, as well as cooking and baking. She’s also big into astrology AND astronomy, loving anything space-related. She’s also pretty good at interior design.

Her main talent, and the one she’s most renowned for, is her ability to psychoanalyze people. This talent of hers is what got her through the first few overblots with no magic. She’s also well known for spewing out the most insanely specific threats when she feels unsafe. She usually won’t go through with them, but… there’s been a few she has.

She enjoys helping people, like as a general concept. She also enjoys her art and baking. Her favourite foods are bean and cheese burritos and chicken tacos :). She does NOT enjoy large bodies of water (especially the ocean) and others being overbearing. She also absolutely hates it when others ignore what she’s saying, whether with good intention or not. Her least favourite food is anything pig meat, especially bacon.

Backstory

Comet comes from a rural town in Oregon, United States. She lives with her mom and her dad, and has an older sibling (they/them) who has moved out. She used to have two cats, one was her best friend, before they both passed from old age complications. Her family dog is still alive and well, though.

Comet had a rough childhood, but she doesn’t think of most of it was very traumatic, though. She is very autistic (and ADHD), so she went through quite a bit of bullying and alienation for being different than the other kids. Still, her parents loved and supported her as best they could.

On several DIFFERENT occasions, Comet has had… bad experiences with the ocean. At least twice, she’s almost gotten swept up at sea, and she once watched her dad nearly drown. Because of this, she has very intense thalassophobia.

She also had an incident regarding an ice cream truck that ended up with her about a state away, in a police station, waiting for her parents to come pick her up after biting the shit out of a guy. Because of this, Comet has a pretty big fear of men too.

The incident that sent Comet to Twisted Wonderland was… yet another experience with the ocean. She doesn’t remember exactly what happened, but she does remember walking with a friend before falling into a river.

Being sent to an all-boys school was… not helping Comet’s fear, so she disguised herself as a boy, going by the name Kuiper, and remained distant until the secret got out. She ended up feeling safe enough with a couple students that she opened up again and went back to being herself. This happened shortly after the events of book 3.

Unique Magic

She learned magic entirely from scratch after spending a damn while in Twisted Wonderland.

Her signature spell is… ironically enough, Gleam and Glow. This spell has two functions—either heal or hurt. If Comet sings her incantation in a major key, the spell heals, while if she sings it in a minor key, ir causes damage. It’s all based on intent, since a key can be either major or minor. The incantation is LITERALLY just the healing incantation from Tangled. Comet did not intend this.

Flower, Gleam and Glow,

Let your power shine.

Make the clock reverse,

Bring back what once was mine.

Heal what has been hurt,

Change the fates’ design,

Save what has been lost,

Bring back what once was mine.

Relationships

Here’s… just a list of the canon characters.

Riddle Rosehearts

Comet is terrified of him. Yelling is an emotional trigger to her, so his anger issues is a BIG problem for her. She avoids him whenever possible.

Trey Clover

They’re baking buddies! She considers him a Safe Guy.

Cater Diamond

She adopted him as her brother. He didn’t get a choice. She heard one (1) thing about his sisters and decided she was replacing them.

Ace Trappola

She’s stuck with him… and hasn’t been able to shake him since. She thought he was annoying at first, but he grew on her. He is Safe.

Deuce Spade

She’s liked Deuce since they met. She considers him Very Safe.

Leona Kingscholar

Comet is very unsure about him. She’s not a big fan of him, but she doesn’t think he’s unsafe or anything.

Ruggie Bucci

She’s neutral about Ruggie.

Jack Howl

He is Friend Shaped

Azul Ashengrotto

She did NOT like him when they first met, given he TOOK HER HOME FROM HER. But after his overblot, she realized they have a lot in common. She works at Mostro Lounge for an extra few madol occasionally. She may or may not be crushing.

Jade Leech

Much like Azul, she didn’t like him AT ALL when they met. She didn’t trust him in the slightest. However, as time went on, she ended up liking him quite a bit, even joining his club just to spend more time with him. By this point, they’re dating. He is Very Safe to her.

Floyd Leech

She didn’t like him at ALL… hated him and his stupid grin, even. She avoided this fucker like the plague… until after book 3. After her secret was out, she had a BAD day of not being very accepted by her peers. Floyd found her crying outside and they ended up talking. All of Comet’s opinions of Floyd did a whole 180 when he basically told her that the gender she presents as doesn’t matter to him—she’s just shrimpy. It meant a lot, given the day she had. They started dating a while after that. He is also Very Safe.

Kalim Al-Asim

He was one of the first people who found out her big secret. She’s always considered him a friend. Very Safe.

Jamil Viper

You have no idea how DISTRUSTFUL Comet was of Jamil. She was narrowing her eyes at him the entirety of book 4. When Kalim didn’t punch him, she DID. Anyway now she thinks he’s pretty

Vil Schoenheit

He has made her cry with his strictness on several occasions. She’s not sure if she likes or hates him.

Rook Hunt

BAD. AWFUL. UNSAFE. He needs to stay at least 50 feet from her at all times.

Epel Felmier

She thinks he’s annoying lowkey

Idia Shroud

They talk online sometimes.

Ortho Shroud

She loves him very much she thinks he is adorable and they have similar energies

Malleus Draconia

Safe!!! She doesn’t care that he’s a prince tbh she just thinks “this bitch autistic. good for him.” She calls him Lunie and they are very obviously romantically interested in each other. Mutual pining ftw

Lilia Vanrouge

He keeps startling her. And keeps trying to adopt her. She’s fine with this tbh

Sebek Zigvolt

SEVENS HES ANNOYING. And loud. Again with the yelling thing. He has made her cry many times.

Silver

Completely neutral. No opinions either way.

Crowley

Comet wishes to remove his esophagus.

Trein

She’s… fine with him. He’s one of the teachers ever.

Crewel

Crewel is her fav teacher :) she helps him grade sometimes.

Vargas

He scares the shit out of her. He is LOUD and he is … loud and she doesn’t like that >:((

Sam

She likes Sam a lot actually. He knew her secret from day one because she went to buy a wig (she didn’t know she was gonna be STUCK THERE) and he was super cool about it.

Other Works

Comet’s Twisted Adventure (CH 1)

Comet’s Overblot

POV my links ARENT WORKING so I have to add links later… for now go into my twst masterlist on my pinned post, they’re there

Comet has her own Tumblr account. Talk to her here! @starcrossedmoonlet

Her playlist ⬇️

Media

This last one was made by my buddy Howl

[romirola]

Aggro, Bob, and Cheese at the Vet

When @claracatlady shared the brilliant headcanon that William Solaire owns a pampered, spoiled ragdoll cat named Bob, I was inspired to imagine how Bob and Aggro would get along, resulting in this post, and then this post, and then even a few fics that feature cameo appearances by Bob. (This fic is complete, while this one is currently ongoing. Recently, though, @slushiepizza shared that they headcanon Guy and Honey adopted a cat named Cheese. Obviously, this development led me to wonder how this kitty trio might cross paths...

Despite their many differences in lifestyle, fur type, and preferred petting, Aggro and Bob are best friends. It's no surprise that during a playdate, Milo gives William the name and contact information of Aggro's feline-exclusive vet when William decides that he won't subject Bob to a waiting room full of barking dogs, squawking birds, and even the occasional ferret scurrying about the floor. By pure happenstance, Aggro ends up getting stung by a bee the same day as Bob has his first annual check-up.

The diagnoses? Aggro is going to be just fine, though he needs to stay the night due to the heavy bout of antibiotics he's on to prevent his eye from developing an infection. Bob is in tip-top shape, but due to the vet wanting to be thorough and get a baseline of Bob's health, he will have to stay the night to complete some bloodwork and wait for the results.

William and Milo are so sad to leave their sons at the vet, but their health comes first. So, after many goodbye kisses and pets, they leave with empty carriers, counting down the hours until they can pick up their cats again. They are supposed to return to pick them up around 4PM the following day.

Meanwhile, Bob and Aggro are settled into the back room. The staff takes very good care of all boarding patients, including a spacious cage, providing soft towels, a clean litter box, and nutritious food based on the cat's health.

But, still. It's the vet. And Aggro and Bob hate the vet. They hate being in this strange place, with strange people, who all smell and sound strange. It's awful, and neither cat has any problem making that displeasure known. They hiss and growl, swat and bite. If given the chance, they'll even make a break for it and try to escape into the examination rooms. When any staff member tries to do anything to Aggro or Bob, they have to wear big, thick gloves and sometimes, even try to get a mask over their eyes to "relax" them.

Neither Bob nor Aggro finds that mask relaxing. And, yes, they take it off.

Bob and Aggro happen to be placed in adjacent cages, facing a cage that is occupied by none other than Cheese, who is waiting patiently and quietly for her humans to come get her. She is a good girl. Guy and Honey always tell her so. She does not bite or claw, because that would be rude. The staff all speak nicely and softly to her, even if they are jamming some syringe full of icky-tasting liquid down her throat. When Cheese arrived at the vet, her paw really, really hurt when she walked on it. Now, her paw still hurt a little bit, but it was much better, so these different humans must have been doing something good.

Aggro, ever one to establish himself as alpha-cat no matter what kind of medication he was taking, yowls at this newcomer. He puffs himself up so that his gray fur stands on end, claws extended, as he side-hops around the edge of the cage. Bob is unamused, licking at the paw the vet tech had the gall to shave to draw blood from him.

Cheese stares at Aggro with odd fascination. She's not used to aggression in the slightest. "Me-rrow?" She pushes a ball towards Aggro, through the bars of his cage. Maybe if this gray cat batted around a ball, he'd feel better? Batting around a ball always made Cheese feel happy, especially when Guy chased it around with her

Aggro continues his tirade. Bob, however, suddenly grows attentive when he saw the ball hop out of Cheese's cage and onto the hard floor. Bob loves chasing balls around William's mansion. And suddenly, the fact that he was cooped up in a cage is quite an inconvenience. Ever one to handle inconveniences, Bob begins to scream his displeasure, begging for someone to procure that ball from him.

Cheese pulls her ears back at Bob's desperate cries. She flattens herself against the floor, long fur splaying out from her belly. All she had wanted to do was share her ball, and now these other cats were all upset.

Alarmed at his friends sudden change in demeanor, Aggro joins the calls, adding his own voice. The chorus of cries rang out loudly, echoing throughout the room and beyond.

Soon enough, Cheese, too, feels compelled to join in with the meowing. It looks fun, and she always wants to help. She let her own voice squeaky voice add a particularly desperate, pitiful tone to the song.

It doesn't take long for a human to come bursting into the room. "Oh my gosh, what is it?" they ask worriedly. "What's wrong? What?" They spot the ball on the floor. They quickly retrieve that ball and two others, giving one to each cat, before rushing off to an examine room. "Bye now! Be good!" they trill.

Silence falls over the room as Aggro, Bob, and Cheese enjoy the spoils of their vocal hunt...

...until the cats collectively realize the power that their voices held when together. Alone? They were powerless. But together?

They had this vet clinic at their beck and meow.

It's a long, long day for the staff. At 8:01AM, Milo, William, and Guy all receive the following phone call:

"Hi, yes, your cat is all set and ready to come home. Could you come pick up your cat early? As early as you can get here, preferably. Aggro/Bob/Cheese just really wants to come home. Please? Please come get your cat?"

Aggro, Bob, and Cheese hate the vet, but they are quite pleased to have made a new friend.

[ohforficsake]

I keep going back to the part about Hannibal and now I can’t stop thinking about Frankie and Audrey adopting a dog together. 🥹 Would it be too mushy to make them Moose.

Ahhhh I love this ask so much (also how cute is that faaaceeee 🥹). I think this is actually the first ask I've gotten about the inner machinations of this story and I can't tell you what that means 💚

I've always pictured Frankie and Aud as cat people, but I actually think that a dog is a really interesting thing to think about from a character standpoint, so let's get into it.

I can see Frankie with a dog, easy. A dog would force him into a routine. Give him the relief of knowing there's someone waiting for him at home whenever Audrey is away on a job. Someone who needs him. Someone he has to keep his head on straight on for on the daily because he'll be damned if he lets anyone he loves, who loves him, down again.

Audrey on the other hand feels like a different story, at least in the immediate term. She does love dogs. Other people's dogs. She'll save a dog off the street and find it a home, no problem. But once retirement hits, I'm actually pretty torn as to whether she could handle the realities of having a dog.

Audrey wants to be needed by someone who isn't needy. It's part of why she told Frankie 'I'm not gonna fix you and I can't give you more than this' at the very beginning. It's hard for her to be wanted all the time. And I think her gut reaction to a dog is "they need more than I have to give right now." Because she would take the responsibility for another life very fucking seriously. Far more seriously than she regards her own life. And I think she needs time to catch up to herself and see that she's worth something too. Audrey needs time to be selfish for a minute, for lack of a better way to put it.

But maybe give her a few years? Maybe once her nervous system ticks cool from not being out in the wind all the time. Maybe once she adjusts to having another human in her space. Maybe once she stops reaching for a knife at the sound of the doorbell. Maybe once she's had a few years of Frankie doting on her, loving up on her, looking at her every morning from under mussed curls through soft brown eyes before bringing her coffee (which she will initially be extremely annoyed with because "I can get it myself, Francisco").

Maybe once she realizes that she can but she doesn't have to anymore.

And let's face it, she's going to get extremely bored in retirement. Maybe it would be nice to have a big, quiet dog that barks only when there's something really important to be said. A buddy to take on hikes and to swim in the river with. A goof that frolics in the snow who she takes to Starbucks every Thursday for a pup cup that he inhales in five seconds. A big boy who puts himself between her and sketchy strangers even though she's the most dangerous thing in a ten mile radius. Maybe in a few years' time a dog wouldn't be such a foreign idea to her.

Maybe then when Frankie asks, she'll say yes.

As for the name? Moose would definitely want to be the only Moose. 😉

Thank you so much for this ask, this was so fun to think about!!! 💚

[bisexual-in-every-gender]

Survey

What are three names you like that start with the same letter as your first name?

Amalia, Annika, Anjali

How old will you turn on your next birthday?

33 :/

What are three things you like about your birth month (besides it being the month your birthday is in)?

It's usually warm and sunny but not too blazing, it's Pride month and everything looks gay

And what are three things you dislike about it?

Sometimes it rains, I get older and it's the month we have a big work event every year

List three celebrities that are the same height as you.

Danny de Vito, Melissa Rauch, Judy Garland

Are you happy with your height or do you wish you were taller/shorter?

Taller. Much, much taller.

Which family member did you inherit your hair colour from?

My dad.

List three things in nature that are the same colour as your eyes.

Moss, fir trees, algae

What was your favourite class in high school?

English and Arts

How many sisters do you have?

Two.

How many brothers do you have?

Zero.

If you had a twin sister, what would she be named?

Salome? That's the name I was almost given.

How many dogs did you have in your lifetime?

One (Luna) for a very short amount of time. We only had her for three months, then we had to give her back to the shelter, unfortunately. She was sold to us as a "family dog", but she had been severely abused and re-building her trust in people would have required an expert's knowledge, not that of a first-time dog owner, and time that I as a full-time employee did not have. In the end, it was better for her to find someone better suited to her needs.

How many cats have you had in your lifetime?

Two: Kaveri (bless his little heart, he is now in his final resting place 💔) and our current cat Bertha

Do you prefer dogs or cats?

I like both, but cats flock to me naturally.

Where was your dad born?

Berlin, Germany.

Where was your mum born?

Berlin, Germany.

Where were you born?

Three guesses.... Berlin, Germany.

Have you ever met anyone unrelated to you with the same surname as you?

No, but it's common, so I'm sure I will at one point in my life.

How many sisters-in-laws do you have?

Technically 5, but Izzy only grew up with two of them. The other 3 are her half sisters.

How many brothers-in-laws do you have?

Two

How many nieces do you have?

Technically 7. My own sister has three daughters to whom I'm not allowed contact, my sister-in-law has twin daughters and one of Izzy's half sisters got two daughters as well, but Izzy's got no contact to said half sister. So I only really know two of my nieces

How many nephews do you have?

6. One of my sisters-in-law has a son, the other has two. Then Izzy's half sister to whom she has no contact has two sons and my brother-in-law who Izzy also cut off due to transphobic behaviour has a son as well.

How many of your grandparents are still living?

One.

What are three things you have been complimented on?

My organisational skills, my intellect and my humour

What is your dream job?

Probably an employee in a cat cafe or something.

Do you consider yourself religious?

I believe in God, but I wouldn't call myself religious.

When was the last time you stepped foot into a Church?

A good few years ago. I have a complicated relationship to the Church and like to separate it from my faith.

Do you regularly attend a Church? Why or why not?

I used to. I grew up very religious, going to Church was normal for me. However, it's a breeding ground for abusers. I was sexually and emotionally abused by Church members of different Churches and different affiliations, which made me lose hope in the Church as an institution. I still believe in God, but I am of the opinion that you can live your faith without attending Church.

Have you ever been to a mosque?

No.

Have you ever been to a synagogue?

No.

What is your favourite religious holiday?

Christmas.

If applicable, does your faith mean a lot to you?

It does, but I don't try and convert people. I also stopped believing in the kind of God that is spoken about by so-called Christians. I have read the Bible three times and attended Bible studies, so I know the historical context of the Scriptures and know that the reason a lot of the rules in the Bible exists is because it served a purpose at that time, especially hygienic reasons. Also, that book was written over 1,000 years ago by cishet men who couldn't imagine homosexual people even being a thing. And also, Jesus never mentioned gay people. At all. That was Paul, and he hated women, too. Don't listen to that misogynistic prick. In other words, yes, my faith means a lot to me personally, but I practice it within the confines of its historical and logical context.

Do you have the same worldview as your parents?

Absolutely not. They're creationists and while they accept me being queer, they think it wasn't intended for me to be so and that originally, God had other plans for me. We butt heads over it a lot.

Have you ever attended a Christian school?

Yes, twice. Though with all the bullying taking place there, you'd hardly know it.

Have you ever been baptised and if so, when or where?

Yes, when I was 14 in a big pool at my Church.

Are you happy with the current state of your nation?

No, Germany is becoming more and more right-wing and xenophobic, so as a queer person, it definitely worries me.

How many different medications do you take each day?

Three: Blood pressure pill, diabetes prevention and antidepressant

Which medication do you hate the most and why?

I'm frustrated I'm reliant on antidepressants, they also reduce my fertility which is already a problem and they sometimes give me auditory hallucinations.

Is your current doctor male or female?

Female.

Do you prefer male or female doctors? Why?

Male, just because female doctors often include me in this "us women" speak, which gives me dysphoria.

How is your mental health?

F***ed. I suffer chronic depression and anxiety disorder and lately, I've felt more burnt out than usual.

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i would love to know more about tudor tbh, especially how his funky animals guide him 👀 i cant wait to draw cizel and tudor again 😁😁

I'll start with the funky little guys!

(some music because this is a lot)

Okay lol I don't think I ever gave the funky animals names, so the cats name is Yara (yar-ah) and the dog's name is Dobi (doe-bee)

(One thing to note is that Yara and Dobi are smarter than the average pet so they usually can understand exactly what someone is saying unless they don't know the language but they'll eventually learn)

So for Yara and Dobi they essentially do exactly what real life hearing/seeing service animals do, you can use these as an example, I'd recommend watching videos about guide dogs it's very informative plus it's fun to learn something new!

*Tudor usually snaps is fingers to get the animals attention and communicates with hand signs when giving Yara and Dobi commands

Yara acts as Tudors eyes and ears, clawing or nudging Tudor to let him know if someone is approaching and can let Tudor know if they are dangerous or friendly

(side note Dobi no longer has three legs, instead Yara will now have three legs for now on, I guess she's a caterpillar )

As for Dobi he acts as Tudors eyes and ears as well, specifically he guides Tudor, Tudor puts a leather harness on him when he needs help, an example of Dobi guiding Tudor would be letting him know if there is chair to sit in or just guide Tudor safely

Specifically this leather harness (courtesy of Amelia)

And here's how Tudor would hold it, I took a screenshotit from this video! You should give it a watch it should help with the harness thing!

Hehe I just had to draw Dobi in it

And here's little bit about their personalities!

Dobi is a classic goofy dog, he acts like a husky except when he barks it's more like a weird monster sound, Dobi gets distracted sometimes but Yara usually gets his attention back on track

(he has a weird mouth)

Yara has big ol' eyes, you can almost never tell what she's feeling, she's untrusting of strangers but there are rare cases where she can tell someone is not a threat on the spot, she's protective of tudor and loves cuddles, she almost never leaves Tudors side

And now here's a speedrun of Tudors backstory!

So Tudor is from the plane Gahenna(basically hell), life is tough there, the strong only survive, the people that live there are known as demons

Despite his disabilities he built his very own tavern with his friends! Life was good, the other demons seemed happy, until one day out of the blue his hometown was attacked and burnt to the ground leaving him feeling a bit hopeless, his friends had disappeared as well nowhere to be found, his tavern was damaged but nothing a few repairs could fix, oh and I forgot to mention since Gehenna is a dangerous place Tudor and his friends designed it in a way where it can move, it's a tavern on wheels pulled by a chimera, the tavern (also has an emergency teleport, which teleports the tavern to a random area, it's not a guarantee safety measure hence why it's only for emergencys, it takes a lot of magical power for it teleport once) unfortunately the chimera died during the pillage so it took Tudor about 4 weeks to find another one but after that debocle, Tudor was inspired by the Imps who had escaped Gehenna a century ago and was now determined to escape Gehenna as well.

(*the towns demons couldn't get to the tavern due to them being at a festival that was being held out of town)

So Tudor ends up wandering by himself, he's not completely helpless by himself though, he can take care of himself pretty well using a broom stick and ASL (ASL is pretty common in Gahenna it's usually used for safety reasons) but anyways he travels for about 8 years, over those years he first finds Yara (the cat) in her demonic form injured and fighting for her life, Tudor decides to help not knowing who he was helping, soon when they are both safe Tudor tends to Yaras wounds and she calms down and returns to her relaxed form and he lets her rest in his tavern however Yara escaped the next day but flash forward Tudors in trouble and Yara comes in and saves him, turns out shes been following his tavern this whole time and she lets herself in and makes herself at home, next is Dobi! Ummm...Dobi found Tudor this time, he was a little puppy when dobi found Tudor he was all alone in the open barking at Tudors chimera playfully Tudor decided to take in Dobi seeing as Tudor needed all the help he could get to escape (Tudor may not be able to see but anything small is cute to him lol) , Yara acted as a replacement mom for Dobi, showing him discipline and teaching him how to hunt and so on. Tudor had to make deals with other demons, sometimes to his disadvantage.

One day something strange happened in Gahenna, a gate to the mortal plane had opened, he could feel it for some reason but he didn't know where it was, so he took a chance and pulled emergency teleport lever and got lucky enough to be teleported to the mortal realm, Tudor was shocked he didn't know what to do

I hope that's enough info! (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)👍

If not feel free ask me for some more info! ( ⁠´⁠◡⁠‿⁠ゝ⁠◡⁠`⁠)/

My phone is at 3% so excuse the typos I'm rushing now ヘ⁠（⁠。⁠□⁠°⁠）⁠ヘ

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HELLOOOOO?! IS ANYONE THERE?!?!?!?!

Lmao, welcome back to me !!! I know, it was the longest hiatus I've had since I started this Tumblr account but life has been C R A Z Y.

I've already talked about the fact that I was taken off the Latin Honor list, so that's 3 years of hard work trying to maintain grades, extracurriculars, and social life down the drain. Such a wasteful thing cause I only needed a few points to secure my grade— grades that I had after a loooot of efforts but the idiot 'instructor' randomly decided to take out. A shame really, since I only have one year left to finish my Bachelor's. My mother's 50th birthday gift was supposed to be my Magna cum Laude. I guess I have to think of a new present, lol.

Also, I had to process a lot of trauma since last year and the first half of this year has been traumatic for me. 😂 Had to process these bad boys.

Last September my father had a newborn son. (Child of separated parents here.) Decided to play house with his new girl and her kids, with their new baby (not me) while the rest of his relatives sided with them, too and went against me. It was a messy business standing up for myself (yuck, toxic grown adults arguing with and gaslighting a twenty something) but I managed it. They've learned not to fight me nor ignore me, so I'll take that as a win.

Soon after, my mother adopted a toddler-boy, too. Then played house with her new boy and their own son, too.

I came from a country where being a boy is more impressive than being a golden child your whole life. My house right now is literally filled with gold medals, trophies, certificates, sash, crowns, and awards. But of course, I'm not a boy, so... "I won't be able to pass on the family name." (Like, fuck off. I'll be the most successful member of this family anybody will ever know; you'll only be known cause of your association with me.)

I am soooo glad I don't live with any of them anymore. I've made a home for myself (yes, their money but the point still stands).

Numerous health scares. Appendicitis attacks. Astigmatism attacks. I got bitten by a puppy twice in a span of two weeks. Then the puppy died so we knew he got rabies. (I got my shots, don't worry.) I twisted my ankle. And I've been coughing and sneezing every morning for three weeks now (allergies). You know, the usual.

In good news, I have fallen in love with Eve Best. So... If you watch edits of her on TikTok, you have probably already seen my account since I comment on the edits ... A lot... you just have to guess which one is mine. Lmao, good luck with that.

Also, I was chosen by the cat distribution system!!! I got a cat now. Her full name is Zumi Issi Sannanna Malyk. She came down from my ceiling's open panel one day, laid on my lap, and stayed at my house. I named her Zumi because she likes zoomies (she broke two glasses and one vase in three months!); Issi because I loved Valyrian even though I don't speak it; Sannanna because I got addicted to that Bollywood song that became a TikTok trend; and Malyk after one of my pen names. She's an orange cat so you know she's a handful. Aside from her, stray cats also stay at my garage when it's raining and it's rainy season where I am, so they fill my garage. (I can't adopt them all cause they don't stay in one place. I feed them and keep them warm instead.)

I guess, you can also say that I've been chosen by the dog guarding system, too. Since there are a few stray dogs that are guarding my house from the outside. They run away when I try to come near though, so I just leave the food on my door or toss it in their direction.

I've grown two plants. They bloomed, by the way. Then the one that's got three flowers in it (after ten weeks of me taking care of it!!!)— got stolen. RIGHT AT MY FRONT PORCH. I didn't really mind, 'cause the people who stole it might need it more you know. I hope it cheered them up. Then the other one who stayed with me for five weeks more, got a big chunk of its stem stolen, too. My mother said they probably used it to plant more. I hope the stem grows cause my plant died! I cried about it, too.

University starts again next, next week. Aside from my regular extracurriculars, thesis, internship, and usual busy-ness, I am also set to lead my program's Theatre Org so that's fun (and busy).

So that's the update on my life. Thanks for coming to my TED talk. 😂 I'm back for my usual shenanigans and yapping now.