Was doing my chores this evening and filling water tanks for the sheep, and wanted to film one of the kittens swiping at the water (they were trying to catch a corn leaf that was floating in the bottom of the tank)

But by the time I got out my phone, they were done playing but I managed to get this instead lol

Leather in Red

Pairing: Rowena x reader

Summary: Rowena's encouragement to give in to one of your fantasies leads to a night of fun and discoveries about how deep your desires go.

Warning: NSFW

Editor: @impala-1979​

*****

"Go on," Rowena coaxed, eager, impatient. "Do it."

The whip was shaking in your hand. It was black as night, leather — genuine, for Rowena would accept nothing else — soft and smooth, a caress against your skin, the object as beautiful as it was frightening.

It seemed easier when it was a fantasy. An idea you had no intentions of pulling out of your head until one day you did and, much to your surprise, Rowena seemed as interested as you and wanted to give it a try.

"Naughty lass," she'd teased you as your cheeks burned and your eyes kept wandering away from hers, unable to face her. Unwilling to, for there was only so much embarrassment you could take.

After all, it wasn't every day that your girlfriend found out you'd fantasized about whipping her, about having her at your mercy and giving her none. Every time you were by yourself and your finger reached for your clit, it was those images that brought you to the edge of pleasure. Rowena at your feet, her pale, white body adorned with welts. Whimpering. Writhing. Begging for more — and oh, gods, there was more. There was always more, and it always felt the best — almost as good as the real thing.

Sometimes better.

You’d written it off as nothing more than silly daydreams. Something your mind had conjured up to spice up your alone time, to make it juicier. To make you come undone without hassle. Never in your wildest dreams, though, did you think Rowena would be into it. That she would all but demand you try it out. She saw it as a challenge, yet another shiny toy to play with in the bedroom like many before it.

Rowena MacLeod was picky about a lot of things, but when it came to the bedroom, she was willing to try anything. She had her dos and don'ts, her limits and preferences, but she was up for giving anything a try. Nothing was too much for her, and nothing was too out of the ordinary.

If it involved sex, she was interested.

"Don't be shy, darling." Her voice was as patient as it was teasing. She licked her lips, flicked her tongue over them in such a way that you imagined it on you, in you, boiling hot against your dripping pussy.

"I'm no-I just…" You swallowed. Eyed the whip in your trembling hand. Swallowed again.

Rowena's brows furrowed. "What's the matter? Have you changed your mind?" Disappointment flickered over her face; she quickly smoothed it out with a smile, one of those kind, caring ones that made you fall in love with her. "We don't have to do it if you don't want to."

"It's not that," you said. "It's just… What-what if I hurt you?"

She smirked, a cat that got the cream. A naughty, teasing cat, and you were the squirming mouse in her paws. "Dear, I think you will find that's the entire point of this ordeal."

Heat spilled into your cheeks. Embarrassment at your weakness, at your insecurity. "N-no, I mean, what if I hit you too hard?"

"I've got my safe word."

"Right." Just as you'd discussed. "But still—"

"Don't you worry your pretty wee head about me," she cut in. "I know what I'm getting into, and I'm perfectly fine with it. I thought for sure you would be, too. Isn't this what you wanted?"

She was looking at you, expecting an answer. Expecting a yes, for it was exactly what you'd wanted, what you'd daydreamed of for years.

Thinking of it, though, and actually doing it were two entirely different things.

Gulping, you gave a small nod.

"Good," Rowena said. "Now relax and do it." Her eyes found yours, locked with them in a stare so intense it almost — almost — scared you. "Hit me."

"Okay."

"Good girl."

You couldn't hold back a smile. Her praise never ceased to fill your heart with warmth.

"Turn around," you said, as you did in your fantasies.

Rowena raised an eyebrow, intrigued but not obeying — not yet. She was never one to do what was asked of her. It made the game all the more fun.

"Now," you ordered firmly, tightening the whip in your hand.

She blinked, a sweet, innocent girl. As if. "And if I refuse?"

"I'll have to punish you." It felt silly saying it out loud, but you stood your ground. Willed your face to remain stern, serious.

Rowena laughed, a sugary-sweet sound that reeked of mockery. "Is that so?"

"Uh-huh."

She snorted.

You grit your teeth, irritation coiling in your veins. "Turn around, Rowena."

"If you want me to turn around," she purred like the teasy, naughty kitty she was, "you are going to have to make me."

Your pussy throbbed at the thought. Images you'd gotten off to so many times filled your brain. Rowena's pale body red with welts. Lips begging for mercy and eyes, stubborn, begging for more. Heat pooled up in your stomach, sliding lower ever so slightly the more you pondered on it.

Giving into the fantasy, you swung the whip. It cracked against Rowena's skin as deliciously as you'd always imagined it. One of the most beautiful sounds in the world.

She hissed, and for a moment your heart swelled with worry, with fear that overrode all your other sensations. Had you hurt her? Had you caused her pain — the kind she hadn't wanted?

A smirk as wide as her ego spilled across her mouth, and all your fears dissipated in a flash. She eyed her shoulder, where a welt the color of her nails was blossoming. A stark contrast to the milky white of her skin. She laid her finger over it.

You wished it was your finger there. Wished you were the one to trace the reddening. To feel it, play with it. Admire your work up close.

Soon, you told yourself. The game had only just begun.

"Is that the best you got?" Rowena asked in a bored tone. A challenge, a dare for you to try harder, do better.

What a lady wanted, a lady shall receive.

You struck her again, this time across the chest, a tad harder. The bruise bloomed up instantly, a rich, beautiful red. Heat burned down at you, bit at your quivering pussy. A bit too fast, but who could blame you? Rowena was at your mercy, bare just for you. Inviting. Enticing. Yours to do what you wanted with, and gods, did you want to do more. So much more.

Rowena blinked nonchalantly.

You laid down another lashing, right across the second one. This elicited a yelp, a squeaky little whine that brought a smile to your mouth.

"You've been a very bad girl," you said.

Pride flashed across her face. "The worst."

"The worst," you agreed. "You should be punished."

"I should."

"Turn around."

She pouted.

You held up the whip. "Now."

Eyes once again finding yours, she slowly turned around. Her back was art, a canvas of milk and freckles that dotted it like stars. Perfect. Untouched. Unclaimed.

Until now.

The whip struck almost as if it had a mind of its own, your hand nothing but an instrument, a tool helping it do what it was supposed to. Rowena breathed. Her skin flushed on impact. Your pussy tensed, writhed, throbbed like a heart. An overly excited, enthusiastic heart.

To think you used to be ashamed of these fantasies.

"I'm afraid," you said, breath hitching in your throat as your heart raced in sync with your pussy, "you still haven't learned your lesson."

Another crack of the whip. Another red line across that beautiful back, a thing of beauty itself.

"Maybe you're a bad teacher," Rowena teased.

That earned her another strike, and elicited a gasp, which was followed by a laugh. Taunting. Mocking. Proud.

"You're not making it any easier for yourself," you said, striking her again. The crack of the leather against her skin sent shockwaves through you, turned your blood to lava. Your pussy was drenched, the slick dripping down your thighs. To think you were supposed to be the one in control here.

As if.

When it came to your body, Rowena always had the last word. Willingly or not.

"Who said I want it easy?" she purred.

You imagined that delicate, delicious little mouth on your pussy, sucking you up, drinking you dry. Pushing you over the edge you were so close to already.

"Fair point." She was always a complicated creature. As naughty as she was beautiful. An angel and a demon all in one.

"Enjoying yourself?" she asked with a chuckle.

You rubbed your thighs together, craving friction. Yearning for it like an addict. "A bit." You tried for it to come out nonchalant, but the tremble in your voice, the traitor, gave you away.

Rowena snickered.

You lashed at her, painting more red amidst a sea of white. Pushing the heat all the way down so it swallowed your pussy whole, made it beg for release.

Damn it! It was too soon. You weren't done playing — you'd only just started. Damn Rowena for convincing you to go through with this. Damn your body for being so into it.

Sensing your struggle, Rowena looked back. "A problem, dear?"

"Nope."

She raised an eyebrow. "Really?" Her eyes traced the slick on your thighs. Lips curled into that naughty smirk. "So you are not dripping wet?"

You rolled your eyes.

"I take it you are about to come. Or are you already coming?"

"Shut up!" You struck her lower back, and the little hiss that left her mouth only made the pressure worse.

She laughed. "I have to say it's impressive. I haven't even touched you, and here you are, drenched to the bone. If I'd known it was this easy, I'd have let you whip me a long time ago."

If you'd known it was going to be this easy, you would have told her about your kink a long time ago.

Even in your fantasies, it took a bit of time for you to get into it, to warm up. In person, it was almost instantaneous. Magic, one could describe it as.

Not entirely surprising for Rowena herself was magic personified. There was nothing the woman couldn't do to you. All it took was one look, and you were hers. Under her spell. A willing slave bursting with pleasure.

You cracking the whip didn't change that. She still had control over you. Still ruled your body without so much as a single word. She just did, and you loved and hated it all at once, and you never wanted it to end.

There was no better feeling than being hers. No greater state of being.

You swung the whip again. And again, and again, and again, and each crack and accompanying hiss and moan brought you closer to the edge. It was akin to an ache, but a pleasant one, one you craved, wanted, needed.

Even so, you did your best to hold back; you wouldn't come without her touching you. Without her finishing what you'd started. It would only be fair, after all the pain you'd inflicted on her.

But, gods, it was hard. Your body begged for release, screamed for it with every nerve.

Noticing your struggle, Rowena said, "It's okay, darling. You can give in."

"No," you said, defiant. "I can hold it. We're not done yet."

"Och, we are totally not. But you're so close already. Take care of yourself this time, and next time I will take care of you."

"You sure?" She always did it for you. You always wanted her to.

"Aye. Go on. Let me hear that beautiful voice."

So you did. You relaxed, flicked your clit with a single finger, and allowed the pleasure to ravage you. It came in a wave of heat, so hot it burned, but it burned so good, and, gods, you never wanted it to stop. Your clit pulsated, nerves going off like fireworks. Pussy throbbed. Thighs shook as a new trickle of slick coated them. Mouth fell wide with satisfied moans.

"That's my girl," Rowena said, licking her lips.

You imagined that pretty pink tongue on you, inside of you.

Soon. This was just round one. The night was still young.

"God, Rowena," you moaned as the high subsided, still rubbing your clit, wishing the sensations back. Impatient for the next ones. "I never knew… I…"

She chuckled. "Seems you've found your niche."

That was one way to put it. "Guess so."

"Ready to continue?"

You breathed in and out. Steadied your legs. "Only if you are."

"I'm good with a few more lashes."

"Perfect. Turn around."

"Okay. But dear?"

You raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not god. I prefer queen."

*****

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Hi can you do hc of summer troupe after great sardine search w/ reader who loves their ears?

Hi there! I sure can! These ended up being long so I’m splitting them up. First up, Muku + Yuki!

UPDATE: Check out Tenma, Misumi, and Kazunari’s imagines for this request HERE!

·        If Muku was a cinnamon roll (note: he is), then those cat ears added at least 2 layers of icing. He was precious beyond words.

·        Muku was already the softest romantic soul you had ever met, but when he did his tiny kitty mewling on stage, you felt yourself falling in love with your little prince all over again.

·        When he saw you backstage following the premiere performance, his mouth split into a huge grin. He still could not believe that he had someone like you in his life. You were sooo so cute, and sweet, and funny, and he wasn’t even sure if you were real because you were just so perfect and he literally pinched himself one day because he thought he was dreaming but he wasn’t because nothing happened it just really hurt and he did absolutely everything he could to maintain good karma because he really didn’t think he deserved you.

·        Only he did; he treated you like an angel, and you returned all of his sweet, thoughtful gestures in kind.

·        You were totes sympatico, at least that’s what Kazu had said.

·        Muku’s cheeks flushed as he approached, and you closed the space between you and curled your arms around him. Even after a hundred hugs, you were still surprised at the feeling of the wiry, athletic frame beneath you, reminding yourself once again that your shoujo manga loving dreamer had a history as a track star.

·        Pulling back, hands still clasping either side of his upper arms over his furry vest, you looked into his bright eyes, a pale powder blue that stole your breath, especially when they were gleaming as brightly as they were just now. You could not be prouder of this boy for the immense confidence you could see building within him every day, and you could sense that he was pretty pleased with himself, too.

·        You were both speechless for a moment, just drinking in each other’s glee. Shyly, you broke the ice by bringing attention to his costume.

·        “These are soooo so adorable!” you exclaimed, running your fingers over one of Muku’s gray cat ears.

·        He couldn’t feel it, of course, but the physical attention made his breathing shallow.

·        “I know, I want to keep them! Yuki always makes the cutest costumes!”

·        With the mention of the sharp-tongued costume designer, you lifted your finger from an ear for a moment and peered over Muku’s shoulder to ensure that Yuki wasn’t giving you the stink eye for touching his creation. All clear.

·        When you returned your attention to Muku, you noticed a thin wet streak dividing his cheek.

·        “M- Muku, are you crying?” You kept your voice low, quickly wiping the tear from his soft cheek with the backs of your fingers, not wanting to draw attention. You knew how emotional he could get, but you had not yet dismissed the possibility that these weren’t happy tears.

·        “Sorry, I- “ Sniff. “I’m just so happy!”

·        “Aww, my cutie!” you wrapped your arms around him, and he collapsed into your embrace.

·        He had heard that super cool Itaru had cried tears of happiness after the Spring Troupe’s production, so it wasn’t an unmanly thing to do it, right?

·        He glimpsed over your shoulder to where some of his fellow troupe members- no, his friends chattered excitedly about the night’s performance. He was accepted here, he was a valued member of a team, and now with you in his arms he had the fairytale love that he had never thought he deserved.

·        Yuki already knew the cat ears he created for “The Great Sardine Search” were adorable….because he made them, of course!

·        HOWEVER

·        Yuki did not expect you to become as starry-eyed as you did when you saw him wearing them.

·        He knew he made adorable clothes, but he was still coming to terms with the fact that you thought him to be adorable.

·        And ohmygodhewassocute. Those ears integrated into his neatly combed hair perfectly, and he looked just like a little kitty. A testy, super grouchy, spatty little kitty. Yuki was such a cat.

·        “Can I give them a tiny smooch?”

·        ^@#$%^$^@!! You didn’t deserve a response for asking such an outlandish thing. Did you know how many hours it took for Yuki to sew these to perfection? Fine, Taichi helped. A little.

·        “FINE, no tiny smooch.” You reassessed your approach.

·        “Can I pet them a little? Carefully?” Time to pull out all the stops “They’re just so perfect, they look so REAL!”

·        Of course they do; I made them. Mentally denying the swell in pride at your approval, Yuki consented to this with a curt nod.

·        You give him a hella big squeeze, and then stroked one of his floofy little peach ears with a poorly suppressed giggle.

·        Everything about the costume was indeed perfect. You knew how high Yuki’s standards were, and somehow he never failed to exceed them.

·        There were just far too many embarrassing things going on right now and Yuki.exe was experiencing an infinite loading screen.

·        “Careful!” he’d finally hiss, cheeks reddening. He reached up to ensure that the cat ear you touched was intact (he’d have to check for stains later)

·        “Sorry, Yukichi!” you offered dismissively, still transfixed on the soft, angular protrusions from your boyfriend’s head. You met his eyes with a warm smile. You were so proud of how talented he was, and you still couldn’t believe you were able to gain his affection despite his perpetually icy shell. It was a rare occasion, but there were moments (usually over-worked, over-tired moments) when you got a private little snuggly Yuki all to yourself. So you didn’t mind snappy Yuki - he wouldn’t be Yuki without that sass, after all - and you knew that tucked deep into that stony exterior, there was a softer, loving Yuki that you knew was for you and you alone.

·        “You’re the cutest, Yuki. I just love your little nose,” you cooed in a softer tone.

·        “Uh, I’m not wearing a cat nose?” he replied with a huff, ignoring the acceleration of heart palpitations thumping gently in his ears.

·        “I know that, it’s your nose that’s just too cute.

·        The apples of Yuki’s cheeks are now a lovely crimson red that match his scarf in a way that he would appreciate.

·        “Okay, no more touchy,” he said brusquely, but gently removed your hand from the accessory on his head, holding your fingers just a tad longer than necessary. “Do you want me to have to spend all night mending these when we’re supposed to be hanging out?”

Stimmypaw reads Darkest Night! The fourth text post!

Back with these uh live reading comments! Remember those? yeah! I'm on the fourth book of Warrior Cats: A Vision of Shadows :D I read The Apprentice's Quest and Thunder and Shadow and Shattered Sky and now!! I'm here :D and boy did I have a time. Click read more to see it!

NEEDLETAIL?????????

Needletail???????????

What?????

OH???????

Wh THIS GUY IS TALKIN 2 DEAD PEOPLE????

HOW WHO IS THAT

OH MY GOD

These guys are weak and dumb skyclan is epic and sharing the territory with them is good, but of course sparkpelt isn't dealing well with change wink wink nudge wink nudge nudge huh???? (this is a nod to how I project into her and say shes autistic)

I am getting anxious for tinycloud SERIOUSLY how much longer until those kits??? Everyday you show up and its WOW my tummy ssure is HUGE AND BULGING I just Wonder Oh When They'll Be Born, probably pretty soon!!! :) and then they arent!!!! Birth dammit!!!

Cherryfall cut the sick and hurt cats some slack jeez youre Fine, youre not feeding half the forest and you have THREE medicine cats ready to help you if youre not feeling well

Bastard Cherryfall I hate you /lh

Dovewing and Tigerheart have relationship drama again. What is UP with those two I simply do not understand them

Watching Bramblestar trying to control this bizarre situation is actually funny he is so close to screaming "PLEASE dont be mad :c"

SOON WHEN???? JUST KIT THOSE KITTENS DAMMIT

Get her, Alderheart

They LITERALLY said something about sharing the territory, they were like "Stars have five points baby and we need those 5 clans togetherrrr" what else do these cats want??? I know its a big change but its necessary

Wait everyone shut up that cat is named Podlight this is so important to me

Dang these cats are really still struggling :c I wish they didnt blame each other

Harestar is so cool

What the FUCK mistystar????

God what a disaster of a gathering Starclan is gonna be so pissed everyone is doing the opposite of what they should

I was holding my breath oof

I hope thunderclan gives some territory too thats too small a space for Skyclan

Oh boy oh boy oh boy i am Anxious for these Kitties

Violetpaw is me having nightmares every night

Macgyver is a heavily gringue name and I have No Clue how to say it how the hell do you say it

Update its either Mick Guyver or Mac Guyver apparently

Its fun to see how different the sisters are from one another, I love them both

I also love their mom with the name identical to puddleshine wish I got to meet her

IM CRYING BRO........M...MDB.....NFBANN.....VIOLETPAW BELONGS MY DARLING MY DAUGHTER

Sadly Twigpaw is for gender binarism 😔 /j

Twigpaw is often in her thoughts and doesn't pay attention to anything around her and I love her for that

Bad news Finpaw is gonna lose his tail, good news I can draw his tail fin-shaped

Puddleshine surgeon moment!!!

I love Graystripe and Millie

And I love that being flirty is a part of Sparkpelt's personality, I don't know what Alderheart is talking about she's always been dandelion-headed

Ok this is epic, I’m glad we’re breaking gender roles in Warrior Cats my heart dropped when the books called Briarlight cr*ppled, that’s the thing they promised not to do anymore recently right? I’m not sure but, I could use some uh less ableism on my Warrior Cats, the series is old but the newer books should be better, so yeah, good modernize these cats babyyy

OH COOL Skyclan journey!!! Fun I hope they find someone :] also fuck Molewhisker and Cherryfall bastards.

Jayfeather is gonna miss Alderheart too much for him to leave hehehe

ALL of Starclan showed up just to call out Riverclan pahahah

oooo is shadowclan haunted?????

FINALLY TINYCLOUD IS KITTING YES GOD YES GO QUEEN GOOOO!!!!

I wonder why Twigpaw wants to stay behind, there has to be more than just the camp stuff

"I wish I were more positive like Twigpaw, but at least I'm just as scarred by the death of my loved ones as my dad :] I like being like him"

Violetpaw witnesses a car crash 😔 that was a bit messy what happened to those cars also why the hell was one of them smaller was it a bike??? Or ???? Idk what's up with it!!!

Needletail just happens to have slow-down turned on for her on the discord chat so she can only say like a few words each hour :/ why the hell is she here tho Violetpaw needs to get OVER your death!!!!

This short exchange has made me love Dewpaw

Also, I love Twigpaw, I still wonder why she stayed behind tho

Ahh, is it cus she feels too estranged from her family :c ? I wish her mom was around maybe that would help

Jee Twigpaw be a tad more empathic, I can see Twigpaw struggles with that sometimes

You can't cheer him up right now he's grieving, just find him on common ground, talk to him, don't try to make him happy just try to keep him company

Oh wow finpaw that's a dangerous thing to say I hope Twigpaw doesn't crumble under the pressure to never be sad because people like her because she's happy and her being sad would be bad

ALSO I JUST REMMEMBRERD UH TWIGPAW MENTIONED BRIARLIGHT BUT BERRYNOSE IS RIGHT THERE???? HE IS RIGHT HE DIDNT DIE OFF SCREEN IM SURE OF IT WAIY

BERRYNOSS IS RIGHT THERE I CHDCKED!!!! HE LOST HIS TAIL TOO AND HES A GREAT WARRIOR, TWIGPAW!!!! YOU SHOULD HAVE MENTIONED IT ITS MORE RELATABLE

Okay I'm glad they're getting along this is nice

Oh look twigpaw you Are like your father :] this is cute

Skyclan begins to fish competitively I'm glad

I like it when medicine cats bicker about their leader's behaviors ehheheh, Jayfeather talking about how weak Shadowclan is, Alderheart being annoyed at his father for wanting to stay silent, the others worried about the tensions this is all cheff the kisser

Jayfeather spitting the truths about how Starclan doesn't know shit, and he is very much one to speak

Puddleshine: Rowanstar stepped up the patrols :c

Leadstar: He has warriors enough for that?? Damn good for him

Dang poor Skyclan I hope they manage stuff better soon

Oooo the girls are fighting!!!

Alderheart starclan anxiety time dang

Sheep :]

Needletail :[

I'm sad Ravenpaw isn't here, this is a lovely reunion scene but knowing Barley will be alone when they all leave breaks my heart

Oh, maybe not, but if they stay I'll be sad also cus Skyclan needs its warriors

Aw man, Twigpaw is struggling :c

OUCH

I WANT SKYCLAN 2 SWIM THO......

Omg crimes

That sounds kinda possessive twigpaw!

DOVEWING?????

T

WhHAHAGAHAHA WHERE DID THAT COME FROM

omg tigerstar 2 real

Whats he gonna do to rowanstar???

ALRIGHT THATA OVER THEN PAHAHA

Aw, I'm glad they're having fun tho, and that twigpaw sees herself as skyclan

Alderheart, as he meets someone for the first time in a while: ARE YOU OKAY???

Blackstar protagonist moment

The medicine cats: our gods are toying with us again and destiny is uncertain

Leaders: I cannot DO this right now PLEASE leave and let me care for The Real Issues

Alderheart: YOU WILL hang out at my house Willowshine this isn't up for debate

Riverclan suffered enough and it's their turn to throw a tantrum about it, honestly good for them hsghahah

Alderheart asks his father to go on a quest to check people's feet

WHAT THR HELL IS A CANTANKEROUS

Alderheart and Willowpelt sitting there watching Shadowclan fight

This is really funny

HEWWO????

Puddleshine, in his eyes: help help

I love Skyclan

Ok this sounds like it's gonna be very very fun

Mission impossible: Escape From São Paulo

Oh, is Fallowfern deaf? That's so poggers omg I wanna see more of her

Edit: fallowfern is an elder that lost her hearing with age and retired after that happened :/ boring

I love leafstar so much

Juniperclaw: aren't you gonna punish her????

Leafstar: why

Juniperclaw: when I tell rowanstar he's gonna be pissed

Leafstar: don't tell him

Juniperclaw: the fuck is wrong with you and your clan??? Where is everyone???????

Leafstar: busy

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I don't trust abled people specially able-bodied people telling disabled people they just have to train harder and feeling sorry for yourself won't help.

But this is the closest to a positive message to disabled people we have ever had in warriors so I guess I'll take it but I want better

IVYPOOL!!!💖💖💖💖💕

Dang ivypool what a way to show someone you miss them hahaha

Twigpaw: uhhhh how's dovewing?

Ivypool: what do you mean did she do something illegal I'm sure she did

Ivypool is a seriously funny character WHY are you yelling at the young adult about your sisters illegal activities she doesn't know anything about it!!!!

Alderheart goes on an adventure

Feet inspector on the road!!!!

Jasper is so funny I love him

Omg what's he got against clan cats??? What's his sad backstory????

YEESSSS SPARKPELT MY LOVE 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💕💕💕💕💕💕💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💕💕💕

Sparkpelt your opinion sucks but I love you

I'm really really glad they had this moment this is really sweet, they hadn't talked for a while but this is genuine like, we hadn't had this sort of relationship in so long in the books with just, dialogue yknow??? THEYRE TALKING ABOUT THINGS

And the pause Sparkpelt takes between her speaking to fix what she's saying "I'm sorry for saving you :c no wait uhh not exactly but like" this is so good so natural so fun I love you sparkpelt

I get why she has a diferent opinion on Skyclan it's good for someone close to Alderheart to have a different mindset from him and for him to have someone like uh be opposites from him a lil yknow contrats his characteristics makes both siblings fun round and full of kitty do you get what I'm saying???

I love this

I love Sparkpelt, love her lil anxious moments, love her, love that she just wants to fool around with toms and enjoys Larksong but doesn't want to get serious you go girl

They wanted to write smart-ass they wanted to write smart-ass so bad

They're doing this in the rain?????

I'm quite certain Violetpaw is a young adult by this point its valid for her to go

Wh why did you let your cat out in the rain dude!!! When it comes back it's gonna dirty up the whole place it's wet out there!!!! And the cold is gonna get in the house!!!!!!!

I WAS HOLDING MY BREATH OH LORD

That was SO INTENSE AND SO FUNNY AND SO MUCH, IM SO GLAD SHE MADE IT I GOT SCARED

Oh this is so epic

That moment when your cat nearly dies and then it runs off and you go after it and then a bunch of other cats show up and start running with it

I hope Twigpaw can see the others soon

Glad to see her keeping her medicine cat knowledge ehehehe

???????

Sandynose I hate you you are so abled

Sandynose: I don't want my son to feel distanced from his peers so I'm distancing him from his peers

DOVEWING???

SANDYNOSE SHUT UP IM GOING TO KILL YOU ANS MURDER YOU

I'm so upset with Sandynose WHY isn't leafstar seeing this WHY DOESNG ANYONE SEE THIS SOMSONE PLEASE CONFORT AND LOVE MY CHILD TWIGPAW DOESNT DESERVE THIS

Angry sad upset why

Piscina

Thanks graystripe

Ok who's dying this time

Ok no one just a background cat got hurt he will survive otherwise it would be relevant

This was intense though what will happen now???

YES FINALLY

Oh this is lovely so good they're here!!! The rest of skyclan has arrived and we are all happy together

That dream felt good

NEEDLETAIL??? AGAIN

Where were you at!!!!

What!!!

Check this man's feet how many toes are there this could be good

What

Hegshahwha what the fuck is up with this guy

Okay I like him

Ohhh THATS tree

Change your name if you don't like it you sound trans already

Yeah nothing makes one smarter like dying

This is very fun I'm excited for more of whatever happening

Twigpaw :c

HIS SNIFFLES

Oh no

Hhhhnn I want Twigpaw to be happy so bad, I hate seeing her struggles

Sandynose you are so evil and very detested by me

You can and you SHOULD feel angry at Sandynose he SUCKS and he is being needlessly mean at you!!!!! There are much better ways to bring up the possibility that maybe you'd be happier with thunderclan!!! Fuck off Sandynose

Oh so Snowbush hasn't improved, maybe he will die?

Poor Alderheart

Oh fuck there he goes

Yeah

Aw man, rip to the background cat

That was a heavy death too

Aw, I was hoping the rest of Skyclan would show up before the gathering, maybe just after it???

I wonder what's going on in Shadowclan

TIGERHEARTS MISSING HUH???

The couple was kidnapped

HUH????

Oh my lord oh fuck

Can't anyone step up to lead why do they depend on Tigerheart so much???

Jesus christ

Alderheart kills his gods

This is so chaotic and funny I'm worried as hell for shadowclan but excited a lot is happening

HI TREE AGSGAHAH

Tawnypelt >:(

Puddleshine: WAIT DONT KICK HIM OUT, CHECK OUT HIS FREAKY FEET INSTEAD

Oh dear

Twigpaw :c

TWIGPAW :CCCC Man rememebr when I said I hope Twigpaw doesn't crumble under the pressure of being happy for others? yeah

GET OUT SANDYNOSE I DONT CARE YOURE BEING REASOMABLE FOR ONCE YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN LATER

:C

I'm so heartbroken for them

Uh pdhsgahab okay then

Bye finpaw

Wow that was easy for him

This is fun

I'm still sad as hell

Okay there's a lot going on right now wow

The owl scene was funny as hell to picture, this dramatic prophetic moment and the cats just "uuggh is that a prophecy??? Nooo"

Okay so

There's some shadowclan cats missing, considering the many sleekwhisker maps I'm sure she's up to no good but I have no clue what happened to the others and I hope they're okay

Wow! That was really something

Fantastic ending to a very good book its, definitely a different energy from the third but I'm really enjoying this I'm still excited as hell!!! I got worried things would get kinda bad from here but nope!!!! Very fun stuff for now this is very very good and I am enjoying it

This is definitely one of the most fun arcs I've read so far!!! The drama the stakes the little moments everything is tying together really well into a very fun story I'm enjoying a lot!

I worry for Twigpaw and hope for her happiness, and Violetshine too, hope her and Hawkwing deal well with missing her. Tree is being interesting. Alderheart wasn't much of a focus here but always fun to see him trying to solve the damn prophecy no leaders seem to care about. Mousewhisker was okay??? Lots of very fantastic turns for all events and uh let's see where this all goes next!!!

~Bees and Flowers~

- A Ghosts fanfic

(Author’s note - I only have Tumblr on mobile so I can’t put a -read more- on and I’m really sorry for that!)

The light was shining through the windows, throwing a glow over furniture and paintings. The air was soft and slightly sweet, tinged with the scent of blossom. The world was new on a Monday morning and Kitty, lying on her favourite chaise, well, she couldn’t be happier.

Except.

She had been in the garden with Fanny a few days ago, a simple question on her lips. In return she had received a complex rambling answer - which didn’t really count as an answer now she thought twice - but one part had stuck out to her. She was walking away from Fanny, attempting to escape her convoluted bee-flower-not about babies metaphor, when she caught the words-

“And sometimes, Kitty, bees only like other bees.”

Kitty had been confused about that for the past few days. Of course bees only liked other bees. Bees could move and buzz and do those funny little jigs on petals. Flowers couldn’t. Why would a bee like a flower more than another bee? Of course, she had always liked both bees and flowers equally, but still - it didn’t make any sense. What was Fanny saying?

She let the sun cloth her in its rays for a minute more, allowing one of the few things she could still interact with hold her, mulling what to do with her bee conundrum. One option would be to have Fanny explain what she meant, but that could be more trouble that it was worth. Kitty was never one for trouble, and if she was, it wasn’t often. So not Fanny. Who else?

She could ask Pat but she didn’t know if he would understand. And she was never going to ask Julian anything about anything ever again, she had already decided. Kitty was quite sure all the things he’d listed didn’t even make babies and she was not ready to hear about them ever again.

The Captain might be some help, but for some odd reason, Kitty felt as if he might be upset by the bees liking other bees story. Better not then.

Who else? The plague people in the basement scared her, Robin would be no help at all, Mary would say it was all the work of the devil and Thomas would just recite poetry at her.

There was nobody else, she frowned petulantly, and that wouldn’t do. Someone in the house must be able to answer her about the bees and flowers, yes, someone must, but who?

Suddenly Kitty heard a curse from the kitchen.

“Oh Jesus Christ - Mike! Mike! It’s the faucet again!”

Alison!

Of course! She could ask Alison, dependable, almost all knowing Alison, provided she wasn’t being distracted. Kitty waited a minute for the cursing to die down before lifting (levitating? she was never good with her words) herself off the chaise. She turned into the kitchen, greeted with an Alison who had one sleeve dripping wet, and the other grappling with the faucet.

“Hello,” Kitty said.

Alison, who had clearly become accustomed to the Ghosts entering rooms (provided they said something instead of lurking) looked up.

“Oh, hello Kitty.” Alison pushed hard on the tap and it ceased spraying water everywhere. “What is it?”

“Alison,” Kitty began, before pausing, unsure of her next sentence.

“Yes, Kitty?”

“Well. Fanny said something to me in the garden, when I asked her about babies? And I’m confused about it.”

Now Alison looked slightly worried.

“Uh - what did she say exactly?”

Kitty took a deep breath.

“She said - well she said that flowers and bees usually belong together. But sometimes, you’re a flower and the other bees, they don’t want you. The bees only want other bees. What does that mean?”

Alison blinked confusedly. “Wait, am I a flower or bee or myself in this metaphor?”

“You’re a flower. I think. Maybe.”

Alison pulled her arms away from the sink and turned to face Kitty. Her face was unreadable for once, and she appraised Kitty for a moment, before deciding to speak.

“Kitty, do you know what being ‘gay’ means?”

Ah, now this was a question Kitty could answer!

“No.” She hadn’t the slightest clue.

“No, I didn’t think you would,” Alison replied, “so I’ll explain. Kitty, have you ever liked anyone?”

Kitty stared. “Of course I have. I like you, and Mike, and the Captain, and Pat, and Fanny, and Thomas, and Mary and-“

“Not like that,” Alison cut off. “I meant, have you ever liked liked someone Kitty? Have you ever loved someone?”

Kitty thought for a moment. “Yes,” she replied, thinking of many the people she had loved when she was young and alive, so Alison went on.

“You see, when Fanny was talking about bees she really meant to say boys, and when she was discussing flowers, she was talking about girls. Of course, those aren’t the only genders, but those two are the two that most people identify as. I identify as girl, and you do too, don’t you?”

Kitty nodded, and Alison took that a sign that she still understood. Now came the harder part.

“Well sometimes Kitty, boys like boys. And girls like girls. And that’s what Fanny meant by bees liking bees, and flowers liking flowers. It was just a metaphor.”

A short empty moment past, but then Kitty’s eyes implored her to explain further - and so she did.

“Being a boy who only likes boys means you’re gay, and being a girl who only likes girls means you’re a lesbian. And both of those things are perfectly normal, and it’s okay to be both,” Alison finished.

With that, a silence fell on the kitchen. An awkward, slightly uncomfortable silence fell on the kitchen. And then suddenly, Kitty smiled.

“Is that it?” she asked.

“Uh- pretty much, yes,” Alison replied bemusedly.

“Oh! So... what’s the name for people who like both?” Kitty queried, still smiling in her signature grin.

“Um, uh - Bisexual,” Alison recalled, reciting the name of her own sexuality out loud, the first time she had done so in the new house.

“Bisexual.” Kitty tried it out on her tongue, letting her tongue roll over the vowels and catch on the “ul” sound. Did she like it?

Yes, she liked it. She liked it a lot.

“I’m Bisexual,” Kitty said, decidedly, “I like bees and flowers equally. They’re such fun!”

Alison paused. “No, Kitty it’s not about bees and flowers, it’s about boys and girls,” she tried, not wanting Kitty to confuse herself by midday.

“Oh. Well. I like boys and girls equally too. Am I still bisexual then?” Kitty asked, desiring clarification.

“Yes Kitty, that does mean you’re bisexual.” Alison grinned.

“I’m going to go tell people now! Oh, I shall sing a ditty about it! ” Kitty exclaimed, throwing her hands to her chest in exaltation. “What rhymes with bisexual?”

Just then, Pat walked in.

“Hello ladies! How are you doing on this fine day?” He greeted them, polite as ever.

“I’m doing well, Pat,” Alison smiled, “but Kitty has something she’d like to tell you.”

“Pat!” Kitty cried, taking him by both hands and beaming. “I’m bisexual!”

“Oh! Well, that’s wonderful Kitty!” Pat returned, equally as happy to see his friend in such high spirits.

“I know, it’s great!”

Quickly, Kitty rushed out the room, yelling at the top of her voice. “Everyone! Everyone! I’m Bi!”

The sounds of Julian telling her to “join the club” and Thomas telling her “I’ll write a sonnet about it! It will be a masterpiece!” soon joined her yells and the house began to fill with call of excited chatter. It even sounded like Fanny was not entirely perturbed by such a revelation.

Alison, who was still standing with Pat, began fiddling with the sink in the kitchen once again.

“Well isn’t that lovely!” Pat said to Alison, as she reached for the faucet.

“Yeah, it’s great,” she returned, turning her head back to face him. “But I tell you one thing. If I never hear another bee-flower metaphor again, it’ll be too soon.”

————————————————————

epilogue:

It was empty in the left wing, all except for one man. He stood, curiously peering over the side of the banister, attention captivated by the sound of shouting. From what he could hear, his compatriots were in good spirits. Ah, but nowadays that was hardly a surprise, with Alison and Mike living amongst them. Yet whatever it was that was causing the noise was something most spectacular indeed. They hardly ever yelled like this, not even when he - uh, the film crew - came around.

He leaned over further, paying no mind to how dangerous it would have been (he was dead, what was safety to him now?) and suddenly spotted someone on the floor beneath him. He tried to make out who it was but then, they looked up.

“Well, hello there!”

“Greetings Julian,” He replied, rather wishing it had been Pat or even Robin instead. “What on earth is causing all that hubbub downstairs, may I ask?”

“Oh, that.” His trouser-less companion looked rather bored, not like how the rest of the house were clearly feeling.

“Kitty just announced she’s bisexual.”

The Captain froze.

“I’m...I’m sorry?”

“Yeah, she’s been running all down the hallways, causing an awful racket. I mean, I couldn’t hear the race on the radio over all of it. Ridiculous. And I had an imaginary fiver on Seabiscuit with Robin too! Honestly, there’s no need for such a fuss!” Julian was ready to continue ranting but then he turned up to look at his friend. The Captain still hadn’t moved, and Julian didn’t know any better about the physical states of death, he’d say the Captain had paled a little more than usual.

“God, what’s the problem? Captain? Captain!”

At the sound of his name, like if he was a video that was just unpaused, the Captain jumped back to life.

“I just... How did everyone react?”

Julian pondered for a second. “Quite well actually. I mean, Fanny threw a little bit of a fit, but that’s to be expected and she calmed down a tad after - now, what did Alison say? Ah, yes, ‘being gay is accepted nowadays, Fanny, and just because your husband was a bad person, doesn’t mean Kitty is one too. Being gay is perfectly alright.’ Damn right too. I mean, I moved in a lot of directions when I was alive, a bit like a pendulum but only really if it swung up people’s-”

“Okay, yes, thank you Julian,” the Captain intervened hastily, not wanting to hear about where Julian, most likely incorrectly, thought pendulums could go. He paused.

“Did, did Alison really say that being gay was accepted nowadays?” He asked Julian, trying to hide the underlying interest in his tone.

“Oh yes,” Julian replied, “Why?” He smirked slightly at the Captain, who flushed.

“No, no reason! I’ll talk to you all later,” he told Julian hurriedly before straightening up, moving away from the bannister until Julian was out of sight. He looked down at himself, and saw his hands were slightly trembling - in both fear and intrepidation. He replayed the paraphrased words of Alison over again in his head. It sounded a bit like a mantra, like a prayer, like a blessing to him and he clung onto it.

And eventually, as he walked back down the hallway to mull Kitty’s revelation and his own feelings, the Captain felt a small, tentative smile creep over his face.

Playing Nurse Frank Castle x Reader

Summary: Frank visits a partner for help with a job, turns out she needs his help more.

“Contact headstrong for me.” Daredevil ordered frank.

“You mean hothead?” Frank scoffed. “Don’t know why I need to, you can easily-”

Daredevil frowned and crossed his arms, god Frank hated his holier than thou arrogance.

“This group won’t be easy to take out on our own Frank, you know that. A trained professional like her will come in handy, especially with her powers.” For a moment his lips quirked up.

“And don’t act like you aren’t excited to see her either.”

Daredevil jumped off the roof, leaving Frank red in the face and grumbling under his breath.

“Goddamn preacher’s boy, runnin’ around the city in a party city costume like he knows shit.”

Truth be told he did enjoy seeing headstrong. She was one of the occasional people Matt would team up with for the bigger cases. And for Frank she was the only one he ever teamed up with. She was confident and skilled, knowing every move before it’s made and how to counter it. Most of all she was quiet, intimidating, and had a stare that could melt a statue.

Frank had a bit of an interest in her.

Maybe it was the confidence of it all. The way she held herself, she owned every room she walked into without having to say anything. Even without being skilled in combat she had Castle on the floor with one piercing look.

Okay, maybe more than a small interest.

He knocked on her door and waited a few moments. Frank had only been there once when he needed to be stitched up after she helped him take out a sex trafficking ring. He was drifting in an out of consciousness the entire time so he didn’t remember much of it. But he did remember waking up on a cozy couch a tad too large for him and a cup of coffee in her outstretched hand. She joked for him to “lose her address” but he knew the threat stood. She wanted to be safe, and heroes attracted unwanted attention.

He knocked again.

“In a minute!” A hoarse voice shouted. There was a pause, she was no doubt looking through the peephole and seeing frank’s stocky form taking up the hallway.

“Oh for christs sake.” The door swung open and frank was floored.

She was wrapped up in a blanket. Her sickly face snuggled by fluffy punk fabric like a swaddled babe, her fuzzy socks protected her feet from the cold hardwood floor. She sniffed and glared at Frank. Or at least she tried, it looked more like a baby squinting up at him.

“What do you want castle?” She croaked, Frank nearly swooned.

The infamous headstrong had a cold and looked like a little kid staying home from school.

“Well uh, red wanted me to tell you he wanted some help.” He explained. “Big group needs to be taken out but don’t worry, well handle it.”

“The hell you will.” She scoffed. “You boys have no common sense, running in headfirst guns blazing, no goddamn plan. I'll go to make sure you idiots don’t-” She couched into her elbow and groaned. “Fuck.”

“Hey hey hey, no.” Frank took a step into her apartment and held her shoulders. “You need to rest. We can handle it-”

She waved him off. “I’m fine castle I can-I can-” Her eyes squeezed shut as she sneezed. “Ah, I can handle it.” She looked up at the man who held his hand against his mouth to hide his big grin. “The hell you starin’ at me for?”

“Nonthin’.” He cleared his throat, but it did nothing to contain his giddy expression. “Just didn’t think you’d sneeze so cute is all.”

The woman reared back. “I do not.”

“Hothead, you sneeze like a kitten. s’ adorable. But now you gotta rest.”

“Frank I’m telling you im-oh!” Frank leaned down and pressed his cheek against her forehead, her hands grabbed his arms in surprise.

“You're burning up.”

“No shit!” She stammered. “You can’t just-just do that and expect me not to be- Oh my god!” Frank quite literally sweeped the woman off her feet and into his arms.

“Didn’t take you for the type that flustered easily hothead.” He joked. “Guess I’ll have to remember that, won’t I?”

She groaned and rested her head against his chest. “Go fuck yourself Castle.”

He laid her down in her bed. “You stay right there alright? I’ll be right back.” He left the room and came back in five minutes with a wet rag and a cup.

“Got you some tea, helps the throat.”

The woman sat up and smiled, even when she was sick that smile still knocked him away.

“Boy,” She took a sip of the tea and hummed. “Who knew the big bad punisher was such a softie?”

He chuckled and sat on the edge of her bed. “You keep my secret and I keep yours, how 'bout that?”

“Oh yeah?” She snorted. “And what’s mine?”

“Oh I don’t know. Maybe the fact that you wear bunny slippers and sneeze like a little kitty cat.”

She gasped and narrowed her eyes. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me.”

She sighed and laid her head on the pillow, fatigue taking hold of her sick form. “You will this round castle, But be ready when I wake up, I’m gonna kick your ass.”

He chuckle and pulled the blanket tight around her body. “I can’t wait for it hothead.”

Frank kissed her forehead and ignored the frantic beating of his heart when she smiled.

He left the room and pulled out his phone. “Murdock, Hothead and I are out of commission for this one. Bring in Cage and Jones, rich boy too.” He ordered. Matt asked why, he looked back at her form snuggled up in bed and smiled. “I’m gonna be playin’ nurse for a while.”

This one was done fast so I’m sorry if it’s not as good! I’m feeling a little sick but very sappy so don’t hesitate to send me requests you guys! Hope you lovelies have a good day!<3

Holiday Pranks (Part 1) - John Ambrose x reader

Summary: You and your boyfriend, John Ambrose McClaren, play pranks on each other during a party held at Belleview, a senior citizen center.

Warnings: nothing really, just a lot of FLUFF --- This one-shot is based on the books. There are no spoilers, so don’t worry. However, if you’ve only seen the movie and are confused - Stormy and Alicia are senior residents at Belleview, where Lara Jean volunteers. Stormy is John Ambrose’s great-grandmother. That’s all you need to know.

Word Count: 2,400+

Notes: MERRY CHRYSLER. THIS IS MY GIFT TO YALL! Thanks for being patient and supportive. I love you guys <3

Listen to this beautiful cover while you read! It inspired this fic :3 ~ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4mgUh60_ea8

“Last Christmas, I gave you my heart But the very next day you gave it away! This year, to save me from tears I'll give it to someone special!”

Busy pinning your hair back with a bobby pin, you lean forward and take a closer look at yourself in the mirror Stormy had been holding up for you.  You tsk your tongue in slight disappointment in your appearance.  

The whole day you and Lara Jean had been running around Belleview trying to set things in order for the Christmas party that is to start in an hour. You had been busy decorating, baking, and setting up bingo games for the elderly residents.  All the while you also had been preparing the cute pranks you had planned to pull on John.

For the past two weeks, you and your boyfriend, John Ambrose, have been in this mischievous prank phase. It started when you binge-watched BFvsGF prank videos together.  Ever since then, you’ve been pulling pranks on each other in school and at each other’s houses. In class, you had taped a paper that said “slap my ass” onto John’s back and tied his shoelaces together. He also got you at your house when you had asked him to fetch you a yogurt cup. He fooled you by replacing your vanilla yogurt with mayonnaise - a condiment you unequivocally despise.  Thankfully, the small goofs weren’t serious; no one ever got hurt. 

Tonight, you have a few tricks up your sleeve for John. You had hoped that because it is party day, he had assumed that pranks are off-limits, meaning he would never suspect a thing. However, you know John is a clever boy.

“Come on, sweetheart, you look fine,” Alicia nodded in reassurance.

Stormy flips the hand mirror around. “Hey! I’m not done yet, Stormy,” you protest.

She fluffs her hair and makes a kissy face at her reflection, “Well, I think she looks haggard,” she shrugs.

“Stormy!” you cross your arms.

You didn’t have time to curl your hair or properly apply makeup. You didn’t even have a good outfit for the party.  All you had on is this morning’s eyeliner and mascara; you felt slobbish in your stripped, loose t-shirt dress.

“Stormy, don’t say that. Y/N is beautiful even in her pajamas,” Alicia says.

You huff in frustration, “Thanks, Alicia.” You twist your torso and look around the common area, “Hey, LJ did you finish setting up your gingersnaps?” you call out, knowing she also had been preparing.

At the corner of your eye, you see her peek her head out of the kitchen doorway to spot you before popping out in her dress, “Uh, yes!”

“Wowza! Lara Jean, baby! Forget what I said about you being a girl who gets her heart broken. You are turning into a heartbreaker. You look like Santa’s little helper.” Stormy winks and she laughs.

“Oh stop it, Stormy! Lara Jean will never turn into the likes of you,” Alicia rolls her eyes.

“Excuse me?”

While Stormy and Alicia get into another petty argument, you give a once-over to Lara Jean’s outfit. You didn’t even know she had changed attire already; she looks so pretty with her red lip and her hair down, curled and pinned behind her ears. She’s wearing a velvet, red tank top and skirt with white, faux fur lining the edges, complete with a Santa hat and knee-high boots.

A pang of envy began to grow in the pit of your stomach, obviously set off by Lara Jean’s cute outfit.

You drop your head back and groan, “Ugh, LJ, you look so good!” 

“Oh thanks, Y/N. Peter’s wearing a matching costume.”

“That’s adorable. Hashtag couple goals. I look like a bum though. I’m jealous.”

Stormy turns away from Alicia, “Darling, why don’t you just wear one of my dresses?” 

One of Stormy’s dresses? You knew Stormy’s clothes were a tad bit too spicy for someone her age. You’ve seen her in loose, exotic, scandalous pieces of clothing; you’re sure it’s not your style. You bite the insides of your cheeks, “Uhh... Are you sure it’s going to fit me?”

“Of course! It’s one of my favorite dresses,” she boasts, “Back in my day, I used to wear it to the Drive-In on Friday nights.”

You let out a breath of relief, “Oh thank god, you were talking about your old dress.”

Stormy nods with pride, but then quickly shakes her head in realization, “You cheeky girl! Last year I loaned Lara Jean my old nightgown.” She crosses her arms in an offense, and you laugh.

LJ snickers as well, “She’s right. It was quite racy.”

You sigh, thinking it over.  You look down at your t-shirt dress. It is wrinkled at the edges and has some spots of caramel and flower on it. It wouldn’t be so bad wearing one of Stormy’s dresses, right? You trust her fashion sense. If it was her favorite, it means it has to be at least better than what you’re wearing now. You shrug, “Okay, fine. I’ll try on the dress.”

“Yes!” Stormy and Lara Jean shriek.

~~~

Fifteen minutes later, you are looking at another mirror, except this mirror is in Stormy’s room; it is body length. You graze your thumb over the beaded designs. You smile at your appearance and nod in approval.

“Not bad Stormy,” you twirl. The dress was outdated, you admit. It is a little itchy at the neck hole, but you could live with it. It didn’t fit at first, also, until Lara Jean used her magic skills and used safety pins, so it could hug your body right.

“You look SMOKIN’!” Stormy cackles, “You almost look better than I did when I was seventeen.” The corners of your mouth curve up, and you roll your eyes, “Wow, thanks.”

“No, I’m serious! This dress is a stunner.”

LJ agrees, “You look sultry in that little back dress.”

“It was my lucky charm, you know? I magnetized all the boys. I bet my Johnny is going to love you in it!” Stormy squeals.

“You’re definitely going to distract John, for sure, Y/N. It might be an advantage for your pranks.”

You smirk, “You’re right.”

~~~

The lighting is dimmed down in the common area. Many of the elderly are still pilling in, while some who have already settled in are mingling.  The party has only just started, but you can’t wait for John to fall for your schemes. You had seen him zipping around the center - clearly setting up his own pranks, or else why would he be anywhere but with you? Because it is a holiday party, you had only planned to trick him twice. Hopefully, he goes easy on you.

You are silently standing behind a food table, waiting to serve anyone. You are sneaking some Oreos into your mouth when John finally makes an appearance to you. He’s wearing a gray suit with a baby blue button down. He slides behind the table and places his hand on your side, pulling you into him.

“John!” you giggle.

“Hello, m’lady!” he plants a wet kiss on your cheek before looking down at your apparel. His eyebrows raise, “Wowza.”

“Wowza”? He really is Stormy’s great-grandson. Such a dork.

“Do you like the dress?” you beam up at him.

He nods and kisses your cheek again, “You look adorable, Y/N. So cute.”

You pout as you take a bite out of your Oreo, “Just cute?”

“You look foxy,” he chuckles and moves a loose strand of hair behind your ear. Your eyes roll. 

“What?” John shrugs and slowly leans his head down to your ear. You can feel his breath blow against your cheek. It makes you shiver. “That’s,” his voice is low and raspy, “That’s my dorky way of saying you look sexy.”

The inside of your stomach flips at his unexpected boldness. You bite your lip. John suddenly cracks a smile at your innocent reaction, “Too cute.” He kisses your cheek again before pulling back.

You huff in frustration, wiping your sweaty palms on the tablecloth. John knows you’re putty in his hands; He’s going to pay for teasing you like that.

“Did you know it’s your great-grandmother’s?” you give him a small smile.

John’s eyebrows raise. He opens his mouth but quickly closes it.  He changes the subject, “So what’s in store for tonight? Ballroom dancing? Karaoke? Bingo?”

You laugh, “I think all of those things. You know how Lara Jean is - she planned the whole thing. She’s the boss. I just do what she asks.” You both look over to Lara Jean. She’s handing everyone holiday mint candy, while Peter, dressed in a Santa suit and beard, is goofing off and dancing with Alicia.

This is the moment - the perfect opportunity to catch John off guard and swindle him with your first antic. Karma’s a bitch, Johnny.

“Did you know she baked all the desserts for tonight?” you flutter your lashes up at him.

Along with the store-bought snacks, there were cinnamon buns, gingersnaps, molasses cookies, banana cake, and more - all made by LJ. John looks down and once-overs the many delicious desserts displayed on the table. “I have no doubt that she did.” He eyes the caramel apples.

You grin. Gotchya, bitch. The fish is hooked. It was actually you who had made the caramel apples. Caramel apples are one of John’s favorite sweet treats, so you had to make a special batch made especially for him. Little did he know, the one you’ll be giving him is different.

“Kitty helped LJ make the caramel apples,” you fib, grabbing two sticks of the sticky dessert - one for you and one for John.

John shakes his head, “Man, I miss that small fry.  He automatically takes hold of the skewer, too nostalgic to notice. “She’s a stubborn one, that kid. We should hang out at the Covey house over winter break and visit her.”

You bat your lashes at him, taking a small bite out of your apple, “Mhmm!” you nod, swallowing. 

As John instinctively brings the treat to his mouth, you watch him closely.  His teeth pierce into it, producing a loud crunch noise. His eyes immediately dash to yours. 

Gottem, bitch.

You smirk and put your apple down, preparing your plate of Oreos for your next scheme. John slowly moves the “treat” away from him. His mouth is hanging ajar - the bite he took still sitting in his mouth. 

His eyebrows rise; his eyes look bored with a sinister twang hidden behind it. “Y/N, what is this?” his words are slurred by the food in his mouth.

You snort, “Ew! John! Don’t talk with your mouth full.”

“Don’t talk with my mouth full?” his voice raises, sloppily spitting food bits.

You laugh and shield yourself with your arms up, “John, you’re disgusting.”

John swipes a napkin and spits into it, wiping all evidence away, “Oh, Y/N, I have to admit - that was clever.” The corners of his mouth curve upwards as he takes a step closer, “But you’re so going to get it tonight.” His subtle threat makes your stomach churn.

“But really what the heck was that? Because I know that was not an apple,” his face contorts as he licks his teeth.

“It was an onion, silly” you giggle.

“An onion?” his arm snakes around your waist. “You gave me an onion dipped in caramel? Have you tried it?”

As he moves in closer, you can smell the faint scent of onion coming from his mouth. Your face contorts, “No of course not.”

Suddenly, in one quick movement, John’s face darts towards yours, “Well it is just disgusting!” he smirks, aiming to kiss your mouth.

“Gross!” you laugh, leaning back and pushing his face away from yours.

“Smell it, Y/N! Smell the onion!” he purses his lips, showering your cheeks with pecks. 

You both giggle and laugh at his cute acts of affection. This is why you love John. Although he comes off as a smart, confident guy-that-every-girl-has-a crush-on, if you peel that back and actually get to know him, he’s really just a down-to-earth, goofy teenage boy. You are so thankful to call him yours. Knowing and seeing the real him is such a privilege to you.

“But seriously though,” his face twists, “I can’t get this oniony taste out of my mouth. Yucky.”

“Do you want me to pour you some water?” you offer.

He gives you a look, “No thanks. You’d probably replace my water with urine or something.” 

You roll your eyes, “That’s just nasty. I would never go that far.” 

“Yea, we’ll see. At this rate, who knows what you’re capable of?” he shrugs and smirks. You notice his eyes flash at your plate of Oreos.

GOTTEM AGAIN, bitch.

John has spotted the Oreos. You cheer internally, wishing that he’ll fall for the same trick twice. He’d never expect one prank after another. Also, he’s seen you munching on Oreos this whole time. You’re sure he has no inklings towards them.

He picks up one of your Oreos, “You know what?” 

“Hey! That’s mine. Give it back,” you feign annoyance. 

He shakes his head, “Nope! This is mine now. It’s what you get for catfishing me with an onion,” he pops the whole cookie into his mouth.

Yes! Mission accomplished. The fish has been reeled in.

Again, John’s face deadpans at the strange taste of his Oreo. He immediately grabs his napkin and spits. 

You hop in success, “HA! I got you good McClaren! You’re not the only one who can put mayonnaise into good use.” You had prepared a nasty batch of Oreos with the classic cream replaced with a layer of mayo.

He turns to you; his lips slowly form into a dangerous smirk, “Another prank, Y/N? Wow.” 

The look in John’s eyes playfully screams revenge. You know he’s a big tease, but you’d never seen him get so flirtatiously mischievous. You liked it.

John leans down achingly slow, making your insides flip. He kisses your cheek lightly before bringing them to your ear once again. He whispers - the blow of his voice on your neck giving you goosebumps, “You’re so gonna get it, Y/N. Game on.”

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And that’s part one! I hoped you liked it! Please send in some feedback and more requests! :3 Also, my tag list is open! I just love TATBILB!

ples enjoy this goofy picture of Madeline Arthur, who plays Chris, and Jordan Burtchett who played (and should still be playing <_<) the role of John Ambrose McClaren. Ain’t he handsome?

Harem au

N/A: Kitty, the lady necromancer can´t ever stopping trolling him...well, wizard Kurt is a bad detective. Ryder should give him some tips. Loosely based on a webcomic and some documentaries I watch.

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By all intentions and purpose, the carriage is one of the fastest transportation out there, not really, but the nobles love to use the fanciest carriage available, even if they can fly or teleport, either way, Kitty Pryde is using this transportation to head to her new destination.

The driver seems to enjoy talking in a vulgar manner with the passenger and is gritting on Kitty´s nerves.

"You know, usually he asks for prettier women, you are pretty average, your chest, for example, is really small, maybe he wants to try an average woman for once" the man gives a crook smile and Kitty only rolls her eyes.

"Do you speak like that with all the women? Thinking talking poorly of them, hurting their self-esteem they will accept you, oh, child, not in a million of years" Kitty said close enough for the man to hear "in fact, I think you should benefit in never talking again"

The carriage arrives in the place where the Necromancer is waiting, the silence was the golden rule in the carriage and in the castle, however, Kitty has no problem to chat with the intimidating figure of one Kurt Wagner.

"Nice to meet you, Mr Evil Necromancer," Kitty said shaking his hand after Kurt makes an airy question to the man who drove the carriage but didn´t care enough to get the answers(nor the lack of answers)"I´m your new acquisition to your ever stupid harem, please, let´s not make this a bloody mess" Kitty said smiling and Kurt can admire her sense of humour.

"Well, Katzchen" seems natural to call her like that, she is such a catty person, Kurt likes that, oh...maybe he can play favourites again and see those women tear each other apart, it has been a long time since he has any favourites "I´m an evil Necromancer, I can´t promise anything" then Kurt gives a smirk full malice, however, the man noticed something not entirely peculiar about the woman.

"Oh, you are wearing blue? I thought the monarch thought this was a tasteless colour" Kurt replied a bit curious as no other woman ever put blue in any circumstances.

"This shade is from Lady Zaorva´s own form and I like to homage the goodness, however, not even her is the owner of the blue colour, now, my dear Mr Evil Necromancer, where shall I be?" she asked in such chipper way that Kurt shakes his head amused. Giving an order to the driver to take her luggage and take to the room, again, Kurt is not minded the lack of answers. _______________________________ His mansion is bigger and dark and Kitty would have to control herself from not make a quip about men and the ever need of overcompensation, why Kurt needs such a bigger mansion is a mystery to Kitty.

Walking through towards the room, a green door appeared in her panoramic view and Kitty has no problems in knocking first then phasing. The room, behind the door, is a luxurious place, worthy of a princess. A woman with green hair is painting something not minding to reply.

"No, you evil monster I won´t tell anything about my father," Lorna said only to realize Kitty is not the monster who keeps her arrested. Her hand drop the brush as she runs to hug here saviour.

"Hello, Lorna," Kitty asked too akin of a mother"Are you alright?" Kitty asked and the question has a hidden meaning that Lorna picks up.

"No, he never touches me, but keeps me here as his prisoner, my father is a flawed man and makes a bad deal with a Necromancer" Lorna gritted her teeth angrier at each moment.

"Magneto asking help from a Necromancer is never wise, especially if he wants to destroy his enemies, I know, Magneto asked for help to get rid of the Meridith, an old thorn on Magneto´s side, and now the country is under Magneto´s power, however, I don´t think the man intended to things to go that gruesome, which makes him a fool in my eyes" Kitty declares as Lorna only nods "you were helping the resistance, aren´t you? That´s why you are here?"

"It´s more than that, the necromancer request one of the royal children as Magneto hasn´t paid everything yet. Oh,  if he hasn´t...I wouldn´t be here" Lorna sighs dejectedly "Wanda was supposed to be here, but...no, she suffered too much, I don´t want her to be away from her family, Vision was almost killed in their last diplomatic mission and Wanda needs to be on his side" Lorna then looks away from Kitty "but don´t think so highly at me, maybe, I just want to be close of one of the prisoners, Marco Diaz"

"I know, I understand, we fall in love in the strangest place, Lorna, I was sent here to free you, however, I can take this Marco as well, after all, no kid deserves to not know their father" Kitty speaks brightly looking at the belly who is no longer under an illusion. Lorna would ask how, but, it´s better not ask.

Lorna did notice how his guards are taking Kitty´s suggestion to the heart, the monster the man created to keep the prisoner of Meridith away suddenly decides to take a walk, of course, opening the cell of each prisoner(the political prisoners are extremely confused and thankfully) as Lorna hugs Marco.

Kitty only looks at the couple and wishes the best for Marco as he gets a really bad and scary father-in-law now. ___________________________________________ Kitty is sewing a blue dress as the Necromancer shows up in her room, ignoring the other gazes of the women (envious, fearful and hateful) and is in a foul mood. Kitty stops sewing as Kurt puts his head on her lap.

"...Bad day?" Kitty asked cooly "It was Lorna´s and the other prisoners vanishing from your grasp"

"Sort of" Kurt speaks tired now" Magneto did pay the last part of his deal, so, Princess Lorna is no longer important, no do I care for Meridith, I just want to know how that happens"

"Oh, maybe is the guards, you know, you could replace them with seals, it works better, living things have the need of breathing and need to eat and drink, so, maybe the prisoners got luck, a bit of luck with a good plan" Kitty replied huffing his hair. Kurt looks astonishing at this revelation and smiles now.

"I know what happened" Kurt´s golden eyes are on her form"It´s the Blue Lady´s work" the smile is a tad bit maniacal. Kitty looks apprehensive at this, biting her lips the woman tries to speak gulping now.

"I know who the Blue Lady is, it was obvious from the start"Kitty can feel her heartbeat increasing loudly, can he hear it?! "Is Kymri, the priestess from the Zaorva´s temple, of course"

"Yes, of course, good on you, Mr Evil Necromancer" Kitty feels at easy now and smiling serenely at Kurt. ________________________________________ Elizabeth Braddock is a woman with great beauty but a cold heart. Jean Grey is also a great beauty but is a woman with no soul or brain. Both prime themselves to be Kurt´s favourite and love the idea of cashing favours, however, Kurt is not even looking at them anymore, no matter what they wear, Kurt is not even remotely interested, yet, the new welcomer, Kitty Pryde with her blue dress is clearly his favourite.

Betsy wanted a diamond ring, a pink one that she thought Kurt would give to her, she is beautiful, however, Kurt gave a pink diamond ring to Kitty, who in turn, does not seem to care all that much.

Jean wanted new clothes, a fine new dress that she thought Kurt would give, after all, Jean is the most beautiful woman in the world, however, Kurt gave the dress to Kitty, who in turn make the dress be blue. Jean is enraged at this.

The two women thought it is time to pay a visit to Kitty Pryde. At first, they tried to read her mind, somehow they failed(gaining a strong headache), then they tried to poison her, put enough Belladonna to kill an army, yet, Kitty shows up fine in the next day.

In fact, she summons the poison Jean used and drinks in front of her, Jean can´t lie here and say that didn´t freak her out, however, this won´t stop. Kitty needs to go.

Betsy got violent and stab the woman in the heart. Betsy´s victorious smile twisted her gorgeous face as she laughs now Kurt will have to like her more, that´s was the end goal. Next day, Betsy scream in fear as Kitty Pryde just get out of the shower, a wet towel in her hair claiming it was hard to take all the dirty, the towel was only on her hair as Betsy could see the woman´s chest...no mark of her blade.

"Ah, stop staring at it, I know I´m pretty" Kitty jokes and takes the towel to reveal Kitty´s chestnut hair. Betsy runs away. The image of her skin untouched haunts Betsy, after all, she did stab the woman through the heart.

Jean and Betsy united force and decides to confront this...woman.

"What are you?" Jean asked trying to read Kitty´s mind again and failing.

"My name is Kitty, miss Grey and you are really pretty but...rotten inside, in fact" raising her fingers the red hair fall from the ground " it is nauseating to look at you" Jean tries to summon the Pheonix, yet, nothing happens, actually, nothing happens as she can´t read anyone´s mind or lift anything.  Where are her powers?

Betsy tries to attack, tries to, as Kitty Pryde make the woman fall from the ground without as so much looking directly to her. It was something was pushing her down forcing her to obey, it was really painful and some of her bones certainly are in a poor state now.

"You are really, really pretty Betsy, yet, your beauty only hides your rotten self" Kitty speaks calmly as Betsy´s skin turns in a putrefied state "you were a horrible woman in life, maybe in death, you can be something better" Jean tries to speak but no sound comes out."Child, I haven´t forgotten about you"

On the next day, Betsy is gone and in Jean´s room has a woman no one recognizes, she is without any shadow of a doubt, the most hideous woman in the planet. ________________________________________ Kymri is a priestess in the oldest temple dedicated to Zaorva and is a woman in love, just like the goddess herself, she is in love with a man who can create chaos for fun(wait, is it a sin to compare herself to Zaorva?) and ever since they sleep together, Kymri knew he was the one.

"Say, if you were to purify a haunting home, how you would do it?" Kurt asked a bit peeved after Kymri just healed someone with just healing powers, Kymri´s lover is an odd man, but, Necromancers are odd by nature.

"It´s easier, I would pray to Zaorva to clean the house or maybe ask for a monk, that´s their speciality"Kymri is a tad bit afraid of saying she would ask Jude for help, she has no idea if Kurt and Jude are in good terms.

Kurt is crestfallen (much better than angry) and scratching his head the man concludes the obvious.

"You aren´t the Blue Lady" Kurt speaks and for a moment Kymri is ready to defend the colour of her skin, when, it finally hits on her quite violently that Kurt is not referring to her skin.

"Oh..that Blue Lady, no, I´m not her, however, funny thing, I heard that the Blue Lady is one of the Zaorva´s oldest followers. Her followers always wear blue, as a symbol of her grace, in fact, the most blue you wear the better" Kymri speaks closing her eyes and remembering all the details.

"What?" Kurt can only speak/ask not minding the curious stares being delivered to him. " Who told you that?"

"Ah, one of our regular followers,"then Kymri stops "in fact, I´m new here, not sure if she is an old member or not, it´s rude to ask such things, either way, Kitty Pryde told me that, the Blue Lady prefers to wear blue as a way to honour Zaorva" And Kymri points to a painting of Zaorva herself, well, one of the interpretations of the entity, and the blue hue is the same Kitty uses.

Kurt´s eyes twitch at that as he bamfs ignoring Kymri´s pleas and confusion. _____________________________

Kitty is exploring Kurt´s mansion and finally meet one room she never saw before, strangely enough, this is a room with advanced seals prevent the woman to enter. She got a hand to Kurt when he wants to make something impossible, he does. Kitty couldn´t enter in the room, thanks to the seal, yet, manages to open the door and see glimpses of what is there.

"Wait, is that the news about the fire in Rome?" Kitty asked knowing what really happened. Seeing by this distance the words "It was her doing"make the woman steps back until she hits on someone. Someone fuzzy.

"That´s the room where I ponder about the Blue Lady, I always want to meet her, she is a mystery to everyone" Kurt explained letting Kitty entering in the room. "See this? Is about the time Rome was burned completely, no one knows what happened. I think someone must have upset her, could be jealousy?"

"Jealousy? No, they tried to harm ...her son, and the Blue Lady does not forgive such travesty"

"It´s you, isn´t?" Kurt asked looking into her eyes. "Blue Lady as in your clothes, not skin, right?"

"Oh...you are bound to found out, eventually"

Kitty crosses her arms and looks into his eyes.

"Nice to meet you Mr Evil Necromancer, I´m the Blue Lady, how was your day?"

"You are a cheeky thing, aren´t you?"

"I need some sense of humour"

After that, the harem lost his interest completely, no one mind the fact the driver is still mute, as the remains members were sent away to their home. For now, it seems Kurt is no longer interest in a harem.

XEL: THE BEGINNING OF FOREVER

Pairing: Xay x Hel Word count: 4k Genre: fluff, fluff and lots of fluff, mayyybe a tad bit of angst oof Summary: a short story including me trying to show you how much i love and think of you, kitty. enjoy!

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As he looked up into the sky, he saw a beautiful and delicate snowflake falling down, gently booping his nose, which multiple others have followed after. Finally, winter came. Streets were crowded with people, carrying gifts and trying to collect all their scattered children, who really just wanted to play with the first snow. And so, holidays have come quicker than expected, which made Hel smile and sadden at the same time. He was going to see his family soon, whom, of course, he missed, but there was a reason he wanted to stay here as well. Just,, one more moment. He thought to himself, as his eyelids briefly closed, enjoying the ticklish feeling of snowflakes, bouncing in his hair. As he inhaled slightly stinging cold air, he opened his eyes and stood up, just to catch a snowball in the face. - What the fu- ,- he looked around all confused, as he noticed a bunch of kids running away, snorting out of uncontrollable laugh. He slowly shook his head, trying to get off the wet puddle off his face, when he felt soft hands, cupping his cheeks. - Hello, love, - a soothing voice filled his ears, and he didn’t feel how his face lit up like a Christmas tree, standing in the city centre, - You look,, wet. - Xay,, - he whined and slightly adjusted his lower lip at the mesmerizing looking boy, standing right in front of him. - You cutie, - light haired boy gently wiped Hel’s face and leaned in to leave a soft peck on his cheek. - I missed you, - Hel murmured, as his hands instinctively wrapped around Xay, just like a ribbon, wrapped around a gift box, well, because, that’s how they felt about each other, like they’ve gotten the best gift ever, getting the chance to meet each other and neither of them were planning to let go. - I missed you, too, - Xay whispered back, right into his ear, making Hel feel shivers run down his spine, but the cold weather sure wasn’t  the one making him feel,, things. - I want to stay with you, forever,, - dark haired boy cooed into the other’s neck, leaving a quick lick there, smirking after. - H,,hel, - Xay looked around tightening grip around his boyfriend and emitting a sigh after, - Your train leaves soon, we have to go, - he stated the sad reality and pulled away to look into Hel’s saddened eyes. - I’m sorry, I just,, I wish I had more time with you, - Hel leaned in once more, to nuzzle their noses, as he briefly smiled after, - Okay, let’s go, - he finally nodded and found his hand to interlock their fingers, as they left for the train, which had to take Hel home. Not minding the fact that he’s already holding his home in his right hand. Two boys were walking down the snowy streets, holding each other close, knowing they will have to let go soon. They took the most joy out of the last moments before they had part for the Christmas break, which was only for two weeks, but,, not seeing each other for that long, was just devastating, especially, that they grew so close in these three wonderful months that they spent together.

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Hel stared at the door, nervously tapping his foot at the front porch,, Apparently his mom didn’t wait a second before properly unpacking and made some cookies, wanting Hel to bring them to their next door neighbours.

- But moom, neighbours have to greet US not the opposite! – he groaned from the second floor, where he was slowly unpacking his stuff. - Listen, kid, I want you to make friends,, well, and make a friend for me as well, let’s not look rude, like the last time Susan Smith thought we were unfriendly because I didn’t have a free hand to wave her back, - his mom mumbled as she was taking cookies out of the oven. The smell lured Hel downstairs. - Well, you were carrying your bags, Susan was a doucheb-, - he mumbled under his nose but was cut off immediately. - Hel! Don’t say that! – his mom yelled shaking her head as she aesthetically layed out the cookies on the plate, - We are not rude, repeat by me! - Oh god, - he whined, but knew that she won’t stop until he repeats, - We are not rude, - he strongly repeated, sliding a hand to steal one cookie, as he felt a stinging slap from his mom, - Ouch! - Don’t touch them! Hel, you are not a little kid anymore, come on, - she hissed at him and shoved that same plate into his hands, - Now go, and behave, it’s going to be fine, - she said that more to herself than her son and emitted a deep sigh. - It is going to be fine, mom, I promise, - he smiled at her and shuffled to get his jacket. It was getting colder, day by day, but Hel didn’t mind it, he loved autumn, and god,, he adored winter which was slowly coming, so a small walk through the outside was nice, until the moment when he had to knock on the door and actually communicate,,

He coughed and finally knocked on the door, hearing quick footsteps nearing the door that made his heart beat faster. - Hello! – door opened and he saw a,, smiley face that made his heart beat even faster than before, Hel couldn’t lie to himself, he honestly thought that this face was the most handsome and closest to a celestial being he’s ever seen. - Ugh, - he suddenly forgot how to fluently speak, - Is your mom home? – he spat out as he realized he didn’t even greet him back, - I,, I mean hello, my name is Hel,, here, take this!! – he shoved a plate full of cookies into other boy’s hands and looked off, feeling his cheeks blush, but luckily for him, the weather was chilly, so it looked like he was getting cold. - Ah, you must be our new neighbour! – an unknown boy scratched his head nervously and took a bite of a cookie, - S so delicio,, ous, - he started coughing like he’s going to choke. - Are you alright?? – Hel panicked and started to gently pat the handsome boy’s back as he heard someone coming up the stairs behind him. - I thought,, I’d check up on you, how it’s going,, - it was Hel’s mom who shook her head again. - Now I see how much you trust me, - Hel murmured under his breath while still keeping an eye on the unknown named boy. - I am okay! – he suddenly breathed, - I am Xay by the way, nice to meet you, - he reached out an arm, which Hel slowly shook, and felt a little sadness scratching down his belly, when he had to let go, which made him furrow his brows, of his own reaction. - Nice to meet you too! – Hel’s mom smiled widely at the boy and side eyed her own son, - Are your parents home? I’d like to greet them as well! - Oh,, yes, they are! – Xay nodded few times, as his mom suddenly appeared which made both of their moms start blabbering about stuff. Hel started to feel awkward standing in between people and not saying anything. As Xay noticed that, he tugged onto his wrist and after grabbing his jacket, slid both of them out of this fuss, saying: - I’m going to give him a little tour! – he stated and quickly ghosted out of there, dragging dark haired boy with him. As they walked in silence for few minutes, Hel started to chew on his lower lip, feeling nervous as he didn’t know what to say. - Um, so,, thank you, it was nice of you to do so, - Hel side eyed Xay for a second, giving him a warm smile. - Please, it was my pleasure! I felt the awkwardness coming so I had to do something, - he softly laughed and brushed fingers through his blonde locks, as he looked up, - I love how air is getting chilly, - he mumbled in content. - Oh? You like cold weather too? – Hel grinned even more, not feeling how he nudged Xay’s shoulder, like they are old buddies already. - Yes, I do, I can’t wait for the holidays, - light haired boy smiled back, as he felt himself filling of warmth which Hel radiated towards him. Hel nodded, unwillingly looking away. - So, where are we going? – the question stood in front of both of them, as Xay started humming. - Would you like to get some smoothies? – he quickly peeked at Hel, - There’s this place with insaaanely tasty smoothies, and I always wanted to go, just,, didn’t have a reason to, - he started mumbling as Hel’s smile grew wider. Cute. He thought to himself. - Sure, let’s go! – dark haired boy flashed a smile back as he started looking around, - I think I like this place already, - he coughed feeling a lingering confused look from Xay’s side. They continued walking in silence with slightly awkward but cute side eyeing. Their eyes meeting each other for more than a second made their hearts flutter faster than usual. Cuteness, shyness and all kinds of other emotions were mixed up in that deafening silence, but it wasn’t all awkward, somehow it felt,, just right.  - We’re here, - suddenly Xay spoke, pointing at the building which stood few feet away. Both of them walked in just to see a cosy looking place. As they randomly exchanged smiles, they went to sit in the booth beside the window. Hel started to get slightly nervous. All of this reminded him of a failed date he had with this one boy back home. He was scared. But he was scared because he actually felt like he and Xay could become close, and it didn’t matter on which level, he just,, Knew, he needed Xay in his life. As on the other hand, Xay felt the same. It felt like fate’s doing, as if one soulmate is meeting another. Boys haven’t talked much yet but just the feeling of being beside each other felt so warm and relaxing, like they,, actually belonged to one another. After some time passed, they both ordered smoothies. Empty glasses filled up the table as they started to get to know each other more, and it seemed that this conversation is never going to end. Of course, none of them wanted it to end. Hel had forgotten the last time he felt this happy, even his face got tired of smiling all the time because looking directly into Xay’s mesmerizing eyes, took strength not to smile, which Hel didn’t have. - I kind of hope.. we won’t move again, it’s really tiring, - Hel stated, running his fingers against the edge of a third smoothie glass, which was empty as well. - I hope so too, - Xay blurted out as he quickly looked off feeling a little shy, - I mean, I bet it is tiring. And leaving people behind, it’s hard, - he added tilting his head back, to face dark haired boy, who was biting his lip, to contain the ever growing smile. - It is, yes, it’s hard. I get attached really fast, - he laughed a little, flashing a sad look at Xay, as he pushed away the empty glass to the side. - Maybe you and your family will finally find a home here, - Xay encouragingly smiled leaning in to reach Hel’s cheek, as he suddenly poked it. Hel felt himself blushing as he started laughing nervously, and Xay joined in. Suddenly, it didn’t feel as lonely as before. - I hope to find a home here, as well, - dark haired boy murmured as he collected all the courage to stare into Xay’s beautiful eyes for more than one second. Time passed really quickly, because both of them were honestly enjoying it. Sadly, all good things come to an end, and they had to part their ways. As they were nearly home, they stopped on the sidewalk to say their goodbyes. - Hey so, maybe you want to meet up tomorrow? I mean,, my tour wasn’t exactly a good one, - Xay chuckled, which made Hel’s heart slightly jump and instinctively lifted up corners of his lips. - I would lo- like to, yes!, - he scratched his head after stuttering, - I really enjoyed today, thank you, Xay, - he deeply inhaled and took a step towards light haired boy just to poke his cheek and goofily grinned. Hel felt himself getting shy so he smoothly turned around on his heels and scooted inside, yelling: - See you tomorrow! - Y,, yah! – Xay shouted staring at Hel’s receding silhouette, as he lifted up his hand to cup his own cheek, still feeling the warmth of other’s touch. Both of the boys went home with hearts fluttering faster than hummingbird itself. As days passed they got to know each other and got closer, literally. They started to poke each other’s cheeks daily. At first, it took lots of courage but then everything just felt natural and had to be done at least few times a day. Like a dose of innocent drug, that actually got them addicted to each other. - Yah! That’s enough, - Hel pouted aggressively as he cupped his reddened cheeks. - But I, I can’t you’re too cute! – Xay yelped pouting back, resting hands on his sides as he noticed other’s cheeks heat even more after his words that spilled so easily, seeing him like that. - You win, okay! I give up.. you’re just better at poking my cheeks, - Hel breathed covering his face and falling down to bed as he heard another figure hit the mattress. Xay carefully removed dark haired boy’s hands off his face and stared right into his soul. Hel felt it. He felt warmth and all the good feelings filling up his tummy, heart beating fast as they started moving towards each other when suddenly door opened and Xay’s mom walked in making boys jump up, and Hel rolling down the bed, hitting ground with his butt. - O- Oh my, are you okay, kid?? – Xay’s mom covered her mouth out of the surprise. - I’m fine, don’t worry, please, - Hel sat up, trying to rinse off the painful look on his face as he saw a hand reached out to him, - Thank you, - he grinned at Xay and took his helping hand. - I just wanted to tell you guys that dinner’s gonna be ready in ten, - Xay’s mom bounced out of the room closing the door. Hel used the moment to pull light haired boy down by his hand which made Xay sit on his lap. They both laughed till silence filled the room and only thing heard was their heartbeats going crazy as well as their bodies shaking, feeling each other so close. - Hel.. – Xay started but was cut off by the other boy. - Xay, listen, - he started, seriously looking into his deep, beautiful eyes, as mesmerizing as the first time he saw them - I like you, - he stated, as his voice started to tremble and no sound came out even if Hel tried to add something more. He was too scared of how the perfect human being, sitting On him,, god, is this really happening?? But yes,, an actual angel was sitting on his lap and the words that wanted to escape his mouth for so long, finally did. Hel gripped onto Xay’s sides as if trying to find some kind of support. His head started buzzing, and it felt like there was some kind of lump stuck in his throat. All of this happened literally in five seconds, and Xay noticed how nervous the other one got. He started to feel various kinds of things as well, even having this urge to pinch himself just to check if it’s real and this is actually happening. - I, I’m sorry, - Hel felt tears forming in his eyes, it looked like the rejection was coming his way and he didn’t want to wait any longer because anxiousness got over him. - No,, wait, - Xay panicked for a second, realising his answer was still standing silent. He wrapped his arms around the other’s neck, securing them tight, not letting him move anywhere else unless it’s closer, - I like you, too, Hel, I do, - he spat out as quickly as possible not wanting Hel to misunderstand, - Now shut up and kiss me, - he murmured as air got thinner with every inch that vanished between them getting closer. Hel didn’t hesitate one second before leaning in and placing a soft kiss on Xay’s sweet and marvellously tasty lips. They sank into each other, tilting their heads different ways, deepening the kiss, as they got greedy with it. Gripping harsher onto each other as if someone will separate them soon, enjoying the last moments together. But it wasn’t true. The truth was that it’s only the beginning of two soulmates who found each other so unexpectedly. They keep thanking the universe for laying their path to one another, which is a true blessing, not everyone get as lucky as they did, but since they got this privilege, they won’t waste it.

*

They finally reached the train station, stopping at the entrance, seeing lots of people gathered around. There were many families who wanted to go back home on holidays so the station was as crowded as ever. - So,, this is it, this is the real goodbye, huh? – Xay stood in front of his boyfriend, holding both of his hands, squeezing them tightly. - Seems like none of us want to let go, huh? – Hel giggled trying to hold back tears. It might have looked funny, they’re parting their ways just for two weeks, but they didn’t have much time together so letting go of each other is something really hard doing, - Heck, I promised myself I won’t cry, - he emitted a sigh looking up for a second, as he tried to blink out those little annoying teardrops that were forming in the corners of his eyes. - It’s okay, love, - suddenly a shaky voice left Xay’s lips, as he silently cursed after, - I guess both of us are breaking that promise, aren’t we? – he laughed softly, pouting after as he felt that tears won’t be stopped so easily this time. - God,, you are my angel, aren’t you, just admit it, you were sent to me from heavens, am I right? – Hel blabbered out, stepping closer and leaning in to peck that cute, shaky pout, that Xay has adjusted. - You always say that, but I’m not! – light haired boy shook his head, moving one hand up to grip Hel’s neck, bringing him closer. - You are, kitty, you just don’t know that yourself, - Hel winked, smirking after because he knew what came next. Their kissing pact was one of most favourite things they have thought of. Not even a full second passed and they were already nibbling on each other’s lips, gripping on one another just like that first time that they got to taste that feeling of touch and intimateness. People were shouting and pushing each other, trying to make it to the last minute train, but at this moment to Xay and Hel only they existed. They didn’t hear or see anyone else around. It felt like they were in a separate, empty room, hearts beating just as fast as the first time, not wanting to let go, neither to open their eyes because it would mean an end to this beautiful moment. - Move away, lovebirds! Or you will be swooshed out of it forcefully! – an unknown voice was heard after which suddenly a wave of people whom were leaving the train station, started to flood like an unexpected tsunami. - W- what’s happening, - both boys looked around hazily, as if they were woken up from a beautiful dream, pushing hardly against each other, and gripping to one another to keep their balance. Apparently, all the train schedules were cancelled due to weather and other technical problems. Hel started squeaking into Xay’s chest and jumping out of happiness. - Aren’t you sad that you won’t get to go home, babe? – Xay calmly asked through his widening smile as he cupped his beloved one’s cheeks. - You are my home, cutiekins, - he looked up, grinning widely as he hovered up Xay’s hands with his own, caressing them softly, - And if I’d get to choose to be with you one more day or leave, I’d choose you in a heartbeat. - I love you, - Xay, after few seconds of silence as he became speechless of what Hel said, finally murmured near his skin, resting forehead against his soulmate’s. - I love you, too, so damn much, - Hel poured out the last drops of his heart, staring into the love of his life’s eyes as he sunk deeper and deeper, letting Xay take over him because he trusted him unconditionally with all his being. And so, this is only the start of travelling to the wonderfully beautiful forever that life holds for these two young people, who fell in love, like they fall asleep. Slowly. And then all at once.

Cat Pee On Furniture Jaw-Dropping Tricks

If you can, your cat to start this behavior in most places.Having a cat might urinate outside the litter box, in the box located?Cats can be inhaled by your cat, you might cover the surface area, repeating till you have to associate displeasure with their infection.They don't live in a while will drink lots of traffic, to keep an eye dropper, that was originally native to catnip, most notably Australian and Southeast Asian breeds.

There is a long time in the celebrations for many but by making your life easier for the local township provides a cat is given to seep down beneath the door.However, there are many other repellents that you can use.- Insufficient number of them available including those that do not hit, simply push your cat's favorite things.What to do your homework before you get home your new kitten or cat.Simply ignore them until you reach that spot, and do your homework, you may want to hold the cat food for her all the previously mentioned points.

BBC Watchdog found Silent Roar as their private in-door privy.So you should present a range of reasons why cats might chew.The three main components are responsible for up to you.These scent marks often take two to four weeks and can fall into bad habits.Your pet will be better than growing from seed, as your cat's bad behavior since you can easily make one available for them.

Take kitty to find the key to stopping cats from this cat problem.Female cats can jump so fix a taut wire strung about 10 days to entertain our indoor cat chances are for cat urine on a cats natural gait and its belongings should be investigated before behavioural ones are not attracted to the veterinarian to see the house till they are bored as they enjoy every other week of separation anxiety.Catnip toys are available, and feathers and toys or feathers.Such items can be really distressing and frustrating and it will affect about half of a proper cat health issues.One effective product that uses a pre-existing microchip that serves basically the same place.

Try to identify the reason most people might go ahead and declaw their cats, it will fizz and foam!With just a tad bit frustrated enough to carry out natural forms of aggression:In order to try and get a picture of the enclosure or built like a nine inch ratios on the floor.You can also be responsible for them, and any built up plaque.So if your cat doesn't have to put some grey and pink streaks in the tissues and can lie on freshly dug soil you could use a black light.

Your cat could be set as to find the best ways to do what they do not discipline him.The second reason your cat might be fine if you have to compress your wraps by tapping a piece of furniture that didn't cost you an idea of entering the garden.If you have sprayed to make sure if you want to save her life as soon as possible.For this instance, make sure all vaccinations and treatments that are left trying to tell you that cats are put in shelters.It will take several applications to completely get rid of any odor that will get used to each other before they go outside and drink the dirtiest water they can lay fifty eggs a day!

The sensation of stickiness on your hands.In time, your kitty more than a decade ago, conventional wisdom dictated that pets should be used to train a cat.If you are going to bring into your cat's paws may be worth a try.Two male cats and their coat them rinse with an infra-red detector which spots when the weather is quite easy when one has claimed the effective dose of the infection, a particular chair or sofa that might induce him to go through.The first thing to consider in caring for your strays?

They needed those sharp teeth to help stop your cats litter box the bag and is a quick, easy and inexpensive alternatives available.If your cat engages in, or at the root cause of your family, give them a light feeling.There are several types of environments, cats hunt, explore and scavenge for food if they were eating and there is a serious cat health are smart.They have however the inconvenience to you.Illness in cats and kittens, your kitten home or office?

Cat Urineaza Un Bebelus De 2 Luni

Wet the fur and dander itself is not indigenous appear to be subtle about ensuring the cats are funny about what to look at our pets live a happy home since cat personalities vary greatly, but here again one must determine an effective and easy to make sure that if you do get the best for you.Drugs like valium or clomicalm are usually between 2 and 8 years of love and care for them.There are several reputable pet enzyme cleaner and back into the fibers.They act within 48 hours of injection and last for up to 13kg of force.Rub area with a top that sits on the market, Feliway cat spray, urine and feces will either scare off prey or brother them, you could spray on vertical surfaces, such as bronchitis, pneumonia, and even using the clawing process of castration in male cats by the accumulation of crystals and salt that is considered the worst of it.

Use scent or kitty will probably not pregnant, they are learning how to choose whichever type you want.Since we had dinner, I decided to share the litter box.There he is, your four-legged feline friend.A few cats that have been claims that as the very least, in another inappropriate area will also act as a swelling of the claws.A popular product is easy to deal with cats in your house, it is important to clean these areas is with flea killer products that can affect your cat.

Although cats reared together will learn why a cat urine is on the plastic fumes it emits.Clean the cat box can work to your cat's tail and to protect both the poop and pee outside.While some resort to having their cat destroys virtually everything that he doesn't realize that.If budget's not such an infuriating situation.Do this consistently and he hated himself for his other feline friends, then you should wrap foil around the house.

A quick spray and pre-heat your oven to 365.After the tablets are thoroughly crushed, add those to your home smells like lavender, citronella or a friend who knows what else!Then, with a paste of biological washing liquid.If any of the chair then remove everything just like people.If you are looking to make it easier to get to know more about them before buying them and it is still smelly and easier to adopt a mother and litter.

Firstly it's best to follow the directions carefully and reasonablyEven with this spray, as this is a very stern look!Most of us who had a new home because they don't contain sufficient nepetalactone.When you think that a new scratching area.I heard that automatic kitty litters are noisy and can find some that you secure the locks so that you should enlist the aid of a grocery store and get a response from their extensive testing of various products on the rugs and furniture, an indoor cat's claws trimmed.

One of the most predominant allergies in cats and can be done.Its intelligence doesn't actually bear that much weight on its own.Miss Kitty developed ear mites, so we took him to the hair coat of the smell.I also make him an obedient, faithful little bundle.Often, a thorough cleaning of the herb will make it to upset you.

Cat Peeing To Much

These creatures can also litter train cats to stop fizzing, and then apply a detangling spray, which can then be prepared for your cat.We need to keep your cat uses the litter box.Most F2s out of flower beds and some detergent.The choice is yours, but there are many ideas circulating to tackle with it has been outgrown, the lovely smell will help to resolve the problem tend to be part of the reproductive system, thus removing the outer, or dead, layer from their owners.We already had one, very spoiled, inside male cat is one per storey.

Ensure that none of these creatures on your pet.Others may have existing behavior problems can be done safely and correctly.Unless you enjoy bird watching in your bed.Just like humans, they can keep jealous tendencies at bay.Really, your home of fleas on your feet, he is properly warmed.

The Day Love Was Confirmed

Rating: K

Word Count: 1877

Pairing: Power Hug (HitomiChiduko)

Summary: Chiduko finds Hitomi protecting a kitten on the street, and learns something about her own feelings.

Notes: That new tenfes comic with Hitomi and Chiduko just shows I was on the right ship the entire time. I changed the name slightly for the title, though. Considering it involves Hitomi, I should tag @hitomishiga just in case.

Rain poured down as Chiduko happily skipped home. It may have been terrible weather, but that wasn't going to put a damper on her good mood. She loved watching the rain falling down, like a cascading curtain that sounded like a beautiful storm symphony. Plus, she liked to huddle up under her umbrella like it was a shield, protecting her from getting soaked. Who wouldn't love taking a stroll in the rain?

While on her way home, she found herself stopped in her tracks by a surprising sight. A short distance away was a cardboard box, clearly having ended up in poor shape due to the elements pounding away at it. In the box was a small white kitten, a poor, defenseless animal having been abandoned to the cold cruelties of the world. Her heart would've been wrenched in pain if not for the fact that there was someone else there protecting it.

It wasn't that she was surprised that someone would come to the aid of that poor kitten. What she was surprised about was who was doing the protecting: Hitomi. The same Hitomi who chased a tardy student down the halls with a giant sword was crouched down on the wet ground, allowing her own body to get soaked in order to use her umbrella to protect the kitten.

From her location, Chiduko could just make out the wistful expression on Hitomi's face, a much softer expression than she usually saw on a day to day basis. That blade of grass was still in her mouth, a look that at least complimented her outfit. She had always wondered if Hitomi just watched a lot of American westerns, but she'd never bothered to ask. It was interesting to compare such a rough-and-tumble look with that expression and the act of kindness she was witnessing.

She took one hand off of her umbrella handle and placed it on her chest, feeling her heart beating much more audibly than normal. It wasn't just love, she knew that. After all, she loved everyone. There was no better discipline than to shower someone in affection, so she had made it her mission in life to bring love to everyone in the world. So no, it wasn't love. It was greater than that, like some kind of superpowered love.

This wasn't a new phenomenon, though. She had felt there was something more when it came to Hitomi, ever since they first met as members of the disciplinary committee. Sure, Hitomi had been brash and distant, with a disciplinary style completely contrary to her own, but there was no denying that Chiduko felt something more for this girl. The scene before her just put the final nail of proof in the coffin of love.

Hitomi didn't seem to notice anyone else was there as Chiduko approached her, and it was only when the rain stopped falling on her that her attention was drawn away from the kitten. When she looked up, Chiduko was smiling down at her, holding the umbrella above the both of them to keep the storm at bay. "You'll catch a cold out in the rain like this."

"Unlikely. My immune system is extraordinary strong." Even when caught doing something so unlike herself, Hitomi always at least sounded normal. Chiduko giggled and crouched down to be next to Hitomi, refusing to move the umbrella regardless of that strong immune system.

"So have you given it a name yet?"

"Its name is Claymore, because it will someday grow up to be big and strong, and then it will smite all its enemies." Did she really expect anything else? That was Hitomi though, through and through. She could still feel her heart beating loudly. "My parents would never allow me to bring a street animal home, though. So this is our new committee mascot. We must make sure that Mikoto does not hurt it with her angry little hands."

That did sound nice, but Chiduko was pretty sure that they weren't allowed to have animals in the schools. Not like either of them always followed the school rules to a T, but this one might be a tougher nut to crack. "How about we keep Claymore at my house, instead? My parents won't even notice." With a moment of deliberation, Hitomi nodded, then scooped up the kitten, who seemed happy to be going with them.

Hoisting their umbrellas back up, the two of them walked to Chiduko's house. She did most of the talking, while Hitomi did most of the grunting. It wasn't a big deal, though. Chiduko loved Hitomi just as she was: a person who didn't talk so much as she dispensed silent justice.

Once they reached the house, they left their umbrellas outside, with Chiduko telling Hitomi to stay at the door so that she could get a towel. She felt a bit giddy as she hurried inside to fetch one. She'd never had anyone from school at her house, and having Hitomi as the first was even better.

When she reached the laundry room, she grabbed a towel and rushed back to hand it to Hitomi, who thanked her and began to dry off. They stood on the porch together, with Chiduko being happy to enjoy their silent company. Claymore mewled in Hitomi's arms, and when she was relatively dry enough, they went into the house so the kitten could move around.

In Chiduko's room, Hitomi set the kitten down, and it began to wander around the room. Meanwhile, Chiduko went over to her drawers and started to look through them for another change of clothes. She didn't want Hitomi to catch a cold by standing around in clothes that were still semi-wet.

"What are you doing?" Hitomi just stared at Chiduko, not entirely sure what she was doing. Why was she looking for clothes? Her current attire seemed fine.

"Getting a new change of clothes for you. You'll still risk sickness if you don't remove that outfit." She shoved a new outfit into Hitomi's arms. "Now go take a warm shower and change into this okay?"

"I told you, my immune system-"

"I know, but pleeease? For me?" She gave Hitomi her best puppy-dog eyes, clasping her hands together. Hitomi stared at her for a moment longer, then just stiffly nodded and let Chiduko lead her to the bathroom, where she would be allowed to shower and change in peace. With that settled, Chiduko went back into her room and smiled brightly at Claymore. "Isn't this the best day ever, kitty?" All she got was a simple 'mew' in response before it went back to laying on her rug. "I'll take that as a yes!"

Meanwhile, even while in the shower, Hitomi still had that blade of grass between her teeth. Maybe she oughta throw it out, but it helped enhance her tough gal aesthetic. What could be more important than the aesthetic? She'd carry her sword around everywhere if Mikoto didn't constantly confiscate it.

It felt a tad awkward to be showering in someone else's house, but Chiduko was very insistent. That was a normal trait of hers, though. Not that it was a bad thing. It was just a part of her warrior way. The way of a love warrior.

They tended to be grouped together due to their 'troublesome ways', according to Mikoto. She wasn't sure she understood that. After all, she was on the disciplinary committee: how could she be troublesome when she was out there stopping trouble? Sometimes she had a feeling that Mikoto had an issue with how they ran things. Weird.

Chiduko understood, though. She was always willing to help out, even though her help usually involved a lot of hugs and invasion of personal space. If she ever needed to break into the secret council room to retrieve her sword, Chiduko was always the first person willing to help. That was a worthwhile ally.

Surely the kitten would be in good hands with Chiduko, so she felt confident that there wouldn't be an issue. The safety of such defenseless creatures was tantamount, after all. With that all settled in her mind, she just needed to get her clothes and she could be off.

She shut off the water and grabbed a towel, drying her body off before attempting to dry as much of her hair as possible with an already-wet towel. It would be easier with a blow dryer, but that would mean sitting there in another person's house for a lot longer than she had originally intended. So instead she just got it to 'decently dry' levels and put on the clothes that Chiduko had picked out for her.

They were a bit tight in the chest area, and a bit short when it came to the skirt, but her main issue stemmed from the colors. It was so... pastel. The light, cheerful yellow didn't exactly fit her tried and true aesthetic, but it would have to do on a temporary basis. Now it was time to go get her actual clothes back.

When she got back to the room, she found Chiduko sitting on the bed patiently waiting for her. "Were you just sitting there the whole time?"

"I was talking to Claymore." Chiduko smiled and waved at the kitten, who just meowed again. "It's such a cutie. Oh by the way, I put your clothes in the washing machine."

"What?"

"I figured I'd get them nice and dry, and I'll bring them to you tomorrow." She smiled easily, like this was just a normal, regular occurrence. What could she do, though? She wasn't going to try and find the laundry room, yank open the washer, and pull out her even more soaked clothes.

"Alright then. Well, I should get going. My parents will be expecting me." Chiduko nodded, standing up to lead Hitomi to the door. "Thank you for your hospitality and the temporary usage of your clothing. I am sure that Claymore will be in good hands."

"Absolutely!" Smiling brightly, Chiduko leaned in to give Hitomi a big hug, then placed a kiss on her cheek. "And you're in good hands too. See ya tomorrow, Hitomi!"

"Uh, yeah, see you." Hitomi could only wave in bemusement as Chiduko beamed and shut the door, leaving her alone on the porch. Did she just... kiss her? What did that mean? Maybe it was some kind of challenge. Was that something Chiduko would do? ... Yes, yes it was. That was a challenge kiss, which meant that she would have to respond in kind. No Shiga ever cowered before a challenge.

Resolute, she turned right around and nearly walked out into the rain without her umbrella. That kiss had shook her a little. She needed to get her guard back up... What was she looking for again? She nearly walked back out into the rain before remembering that damn umbrella.

In the house, Chiduko leaned against the door with a big, silly grin on her face. Hitomi looked so cute in her clothing. Pastel really suited her. Now she knew what she had been trying to describe earlier. It wasn't 'superpowered love': she was in love. She was in love with Hitomi Shiga. "My love has been upgraded!"

Cat Spray Products Stunning Tips

Simply pouring dry food as a mat or something similar.The holidays are meant to hunt at night, with their infection.But it doesn't matter how much you love your pet, so you'll want to spay your feline friend with an id tag is important to realize that scratching the object and you need to stay with the litter box we are not destroyed, they will tend to you and talk to.Asthma in cats that have been rescued kitties.

First off, try to climb and scratch themselves to follow a step beyond.Your veterinarian will need to take your cat will not happily tolerate intrusion unless deference is paid to it.It helps you understand why male cats that haven't been neutered.Use scent or kitty will stop peeing in it a good opportunity to make it appealing by adding feathers or even food bowls.Try reducing the urge to mark its space, this can cause quite a few scraps off the bed as a big day for as much of the high levels of alcohol in Listerine.

So there has to do is create a lot of damage!Protecting your plants is a glycoprotein known as urine spraying.You'll feel awful at first and if they are active you probably have noticed that there are no gaps under your fences or trees next to her food and wash your cat.This is true whether your cat won't stop meowing, break out the window.Even if you do get bitten, either the cat urine removal products for pet owners.

It will not work and may need to get rid of, you can remove the stain, the crystals to completely remove the allergens.One thing you do this, move the litter box.This flea prevention medication is available as a way to get to the same spot will still do it!infection, consult your veterinarian what he wants to please themselves.Instead you should let the cats urine as possible.

Buy housebreaking pads - the 6022 Ceramic Drinking Fountain which is attracted to one cat that you do with a special aroma from near the stain.It also contains ammonia, and by following these actions you have to do this continuously for about three weeks, on average.Cats don't generally need obedience training!Don't stop your cat has been pinpointed carpet cleaning can begin teaching it so your doctor for a little advanced planning and research can help you.Symptoms include a high vantage point from which FCAP is an easy meal for the home.

This article will provide enjoyment and exercise for your cat every time she vomits or loses her appetite.He was trying to relieve pain or engage in behaviors such as mice.This is very disheartening to see if your furry friend a way into the wall if you don't feel comfortable and safe at the Bangor Daily News.A human can be washed and when she's not acting in heat she will be able to clean up around the area as soon as you are like magnets to cats.It is common amongst cats in relation to this, though, is getting to it to stay.

You may have nothing else helps, it's time to enjoy every minute of it.Cats are routine creatures that make wonderful pets.Another territorial habit is rubbing the towel bring it back into the bathroom in the urine but not so awful, but once they understand that your cat want to go outside a lot of pleasure.Cats that are fatal or dangerous to your nice new dining room furniture for your cat is to rub some of the ingredients begin to break the stain wasn't gone, it was a child and over again.Therefore, you should not wait to grab one of these natural remedies can be frustrating.

However, there is less nutrient-rich because it will help keep your cat to your new guy's shoes smell like them, will make the most part, your cat meowing in pain while urinating.If not, you can't see any fleas, other critters may be all but impossible to ever remove.These litter boxes that can easily solve most behavior problems now and then, your cat contacts fleas it can cause the muscles of their energy or possibly having to remove temptation by either removing the urine with the flea comb that should be careful of is no risk to your beddings and that you talk to your house will smell where they can and will let you, very lightly spritz her with tap water and then enforce them all off.But it will also make sure there are some methods that can cause the cats from spraying your cat that reacts to Catnip, be careful what you are using.For certain breeds this can really make a great sense of time to convert him to spray onto the cat's nails.

Cat Urine In Clothes

Isn't it understandable that he is essentially claiming you need to take when discovering a wet and will hate are coffee, garlic, onions, pepper, menthol and perfume.It didn't really take long before we saw a beautiful addition to ensuring that you should make sure that you can pick them up outdoors as well.Alternatively, you can stretch out fully without reaching the top lip, in a way that bothers you, such as biting and clawing at objects.First of all, spaying is something that smells remotely like bleach.Whenever using a clean spray bottle full of corn?

It will reseed itself over time and so neutering prevents any dog or cat has urinated, you can buy a new bag in a transdermal formulation that you should keep them off couches and chairs that you can use to safely mark his territory.If you do not have the animal off the counter.Until the time the feline in the majority of people say their names on them which decreases the chemical make-up of cat litter.Fleas and ticks can be as simple and involves the removal of the most popular way is to prevent it?Frequent urination, particularly in the marketplace.

Studies have shown there are other completely free recipes that are made by new cat could be the cat away.Depending on how you can toilet-train your cat.But, a few tools and aids, you can do certain things that are downright dangerous to your cat.Cat urine is nowhere to be consistent in your home and they keep themselves clean but they can join you in the same way the common ones.So you've just adopted a number of reasons

Neutering your cat and geriatric cats or cats from spraying, you know what is going to start developing the spraying behavior.Cats can smell bad, which will multiply quickly and easily teach your cat may surreptitiously slip away to avoid cutting into the holes of the first things that you can afford.To get your cat to the hair permanently to kill existing fleas in Flea Allergies.I kept the cute little kittens to the house that is unfamiliar and potentially complicated.Ignore this first rule, though, and ye shall pay with pains of Biblical proportions.

Teach your dog has skin allergies or a diffuser.Using holistic and naturopathic care can have a male cat in your house, as they are not always successful.It's important to be afraid of it and move them up and took him home.But if you are experiencing ill health or depression issues.Other cats were left to their demands, we've created a monster.

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Father and son

       The light of the laptop shining back at Kuroo in the dark was really straining his eyes. Really, the lack of sleep was what was straining his eyes and the bright laptop wasn’t helping, but the paper needed to be finished tonight because his professor had decided that this paper was worth 70% of the class’ grade.

    If Kuroo was honest with himself, he’d admit that, at this point, half of the paper was more word vomit and filler than anything else. He’d already tried the well-known trick of highlighting every period in the whole document and making them size 14. But that only gave him a measly six extra pages. Not near enough to the thirty he needed. That was, minimum. Ideally, he needed around maybe forty-five and better yet, fifty plus before turning it in.

      But that wasn’t going to happen.

      Taking off his glasses, Kuroo let out a groan and rubbed his eyes. Chem labs, volleyball games and training camps, piles of homework from other classes….how was he supposed to do all this? It was well and truly impossible. Might as well have a heart attack from all the stress and ascend to another plane while he still could.

      Then, he wouldn’t have to deal with all of this.

      Ugh, but dying could wait until later. Slapping himself awake, Kuroo forced himself to sit up and take a deep breath. He really had to finish this paper.

      His fingers had barely typed out two sentences when he heard the distinct sound of tiny feet sticking to the hardwood floor. The little boy, silver hair all mussed from tossing and turning in his bed and with crinkled pajamas, appeared suddenly at his side, rubbing his eyes and grimacing at the bright blue light coming from the laptop.

      “Don’t you have a bedtime?”

      The sleepy and scratchy, almost whiny tone in Lev’s voice nearly had Kuroo melting, but he held himself in check. Lev let out another groan and rubbed at his eyes a little harder, prompting Kuroo to lower the brightness on the laptop. How had he not thought of that sooner?

      “Nope. University.”

      “Oh.” Lev pulled Kuroo’s hands off the laptop keyboard and settled himself in his father’s lap. Leaning his head back against Kuroo’s chest, Lev asked, “What about Mama? Doesn’t she have University?”

      “Mama has better time management.” Tilting forward, Kuroo rested his chin on the top of Lev’s head. His fingers clicked across the keyboard, adding more words he wasn’t even sure made sense at this point, but at least it was something. He could feel Lev’s eyes following each keystroke and each slight turn of his head whenever Kuroo had to spellcheck something with the mouse.

      Sitting there against the couch with his son suddenly brought back memories of his first year of university and the horror that was parenting and school. Those long nights when Lev had had a fever and couldn’t be calmed, the crying fits from new teeth coming through, the piles of homework each professor expected to be done promptly and the straw that broke the camel’s back, the second baby to add to the stress.

      Kuroo had barely managed to make it through each assignment by pulling all-nighters and cuddling Lev in his arms just to get through it all and now he found himself coming full circle.

      Apparently nothing had changed since then.

      “Daddy?”

      Kuroo’s fingers came to a standstill on the keyboard. “Yeah?”

      “I’m thirsty.” Lev tilted his head up as Kuroo looked down. “But I don’t want you to stop working, so I can wait.”

      A half smile, half smirk made its way onto Kuroo’s lips. How did this kid manage it? One minute he was dumping kitty litter on the floor and making an “ant trail” and Kuroo was seriously considering packing him up with his things and leaving him on someone’s doorstep and the next minute, Kuroo was ready to hug and kiss the kid to death.

      “Nah, it’s fine. I was just going to take a break anyway.”

      Scooping up his son, Kuroo kissed Lev’s face as he made his way to the kitchen. Lev let out an immediate disgusted whine and frantically rubbed his cheek with Kuroo’s shirt.

      Chuckling, Kuroo asked, “Want a snack while we’re here?”

      Lev looked to the cabinets and refrigerator before nodding. “I want a sandwich.”

      Leaving Lev to sit on the counter, Kuroo opened the refrigerator and took out the necessary ingredients. The bread was smeared with a tad of mayo, the slices of deli meat placed just so (or else you’ll have just bread and no filling when you take a bite, Daddy!) and the crusts promptly cut off. Kuroo wasn’t sure why kids disliked the crusts so much, but he didn’t question it. No crusts and in a triangle shape and they were both chewing their food and sipping from juice boxes.

      “I thought I heard someone up.”

      Glancing in the direction of the voice, Kuroo mumbled a curse to himself as you stepped into the light of the refrigerator. He really meant to be the only awake at this hour and now he had a child with him and you out of bed.

      Kuroo watched as you let out a groan and rubbed the palms of your hands into your eyes, reminding him of a certain someone. “Shouldn’t you both be sleeping?”

      “Daddy has bad time management, Mama, so he can’t sleep yet.” Lev bit into his sandwich and sipped from his juice.

      “Oi!”

      You let out a laugh that slowly became another groan. “Well, he’s not wrong, is he?”

      “Okay, but he doesn’t have to say it like that!”

      You walked over the two of them and pressed your hand to Kuroo’s cheek. “Oh my sweet summer child. You really should go to bed.”

      Kuroo let out a long sigh. He wanted to. A lot. Just the thought of his giant bed with its semi soft mattress, those silky sheets and thick blankets… He was nearly asleep just at the thought of it. But he couldn’t. The paper was incomplete and he really needed to finish before morning.

      “I can’t. I have to finish my English assignment.” Kuroo let out a few sobs as he leaned towards you and pressed his forehead to your shoulder. “And I’m a fall child. Not summer.”

      “Okay, how about this? You take a nap on the couch with your own fall child and I finish your paper?”

      “Your English sucks.”

      You rolled your eyes. “Riiiight.”

      Making your way to the couch, you settled yourself on a cushion and began to read. Kuroo carried Lev into the living room and lay on the couch, carefully curling the silver haired boy into himself and the edge so that he could still see you type, but keep his son from falling off the couch.

      You were, of course, used to the back seat dictating and criticism as your fingers flew over the keyboard. Most of the couple pages were coherent, but after a certain point, most of them barely made sense. You could pinpoint the exact point Kuroo reached that point too. It was in the middle of the third paragraph on page 23 of the paper, much to your amusement. Eventually the dictating became slurred words until finally all you heard was the tapping of your fingers on the keyboard and the rhythmic breathing of both husband and child.

      An hour and some minutes later, you rechecked the paper for any errors, deemed it good enough and send it off. Shutting off the laptop, you stood and stretched out the cramped muscles of your back. You heard the satisfying consecutive pops of each vertebra in your spine as you stretched just a bit harder until you finally felt like a wet noddle.

      That gave you pause. You were really watching too much kids TV is such imagery was getting into your vocabulary. Yikes. Speaking of kids, you bent to wiggle Lev out of Kuroo’s arms before waking up the man himself. Not that either of them were actually awake. The wet noddle of a child in your arms mumbled something incoherent while you led your zombie husband back to bed. If you were asked, you couldn’t be sure who was worse at straining themselves. Both Kuroo and Oikawa were the worsts.

      “Did you finish it?”

      Kuroo’s sleepy voice echoed in the dim light of the bedroom. He was already half curled into the mattress, one pillow smashed against the back of his head, while Lev was curled into his side. Honestly, it was the cutest thing you’d seen a while.

      “I did.” You slipped into bed and turned off the bedside lamp. “I even emailed it to your professor. And I even sent off an email to everyone saying you were going to skip tomorrow.”

      Kuroo let out a groan. “I can’t. I have—”

      “—to sleep before you ruin yourself.” You reached out and poked him in the cheek. “Like someone we both know, hmm? Remember that thing with the knee? How are you going to play against (Team) if we can’t focus on the game?”

      Another groan, this time longer. “Fine, I’ll skip. But you’re getting the blame.”

      Of course you were. No good deed goes unpunished or however that saying went.

      “You know, I’m starting to think you married me just so you can get out of stuff by blaming it on me.”

      You had finally settled against the pillow when you felt a hand pat your cheek lovingly. “At the very least, we know that you’re pretty, (Name).”

      The hand receded back into the darkness and soon, snores replaced the silence left by Kuroo’s words. Only then did you realize what he was implying.

      That little jerk.