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yerimbrit · 2 months

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cat parents : k. haerin

synopsis: you and your girlfriend are on your nightly walk, away from the media, when you find an abandoned kitten in a box next to a park lamppost. the two of you decide to do the obvious and take it home. spoiler: minji is not pleased.

# : pairing ! kang haerin x 6th member!reader

# : tags ! reader's gender isn't specified, fluff, this was made in like an hour

# : warnings ! none really but minji swears once

"i can explain," you said, voice shaking as you failed to look minji in the eye. instead, you watched the small kitten you and haerin took home roll around in the blanket on the couch. danielle and hyein were cooing at it, squealing when it purred at their pets and scratches.

minji snapped her fingers. "look at me," she grumbled disapprovingly.

you bit your lip, trying to think of a way to word the situation in a way that wouldn't set your older member off even more.

thankfully, haerin came to your rescue, briskly striding over to where you were sitting on the couch and picking the kitty up, presenting it to the older girl. she was unamused.

"it's a cat," she declared, her face twisting in pride. as if on cue, the unnamed kitten meowed, almost like it was greeting minji.

"it's a cat," minji affirmed, "yes, haerin, i can see that."

you gingerly took the kitten from your girlfriend, a small smile on her face before she looked back to minji with a pout. you looked down at the fragile kitten in your lap, giving it a few scratches behind the ear. you were rewarded with some purrs and a headbutt, the sound rumbling against your arm.

you joined haerin in staring at minji, nobody daring to make a sound. danielle and hyein had settled at the foot of the couch, choosing to watch the stowaway kitten lick its paws and bury its head into your legs. hanni stood at a further distance, observing the entire interaction.

the oldest member sighed, rubbing her temple. the kitten seemed to sense her disappointment, and hopped off your lap to rub its head against her leg. if you looked closely enough, you could see minji's fist shaking in restraint.

she sighed again, this time relenting and bending down and giving the (intruder? new group member?) cat a long pet from the top of its head down to its back. it meowed approvingly.

"fine. i'll try to convince our manager. but you two have to give it a bath later, and we're going to take it to the vet tomorrow."

you rushed forward and brought haerin and minji into a big hug.

"thank you thank you thank you, minji-unnie!" you exclaimed, jumping up and down in place.

"whatever," she replied, but ultimately giving in and wrapping her arms around the both of you as well, the others joining the group hug.

danielle spoke up cheerfully. "can we name it jerr-"

"no."

"you know, i think we'll be great cat parents," you mumbled into the crook of haerin's neck. you'd just finished giving a (very bubbly) bath to your new furry companion, and were now cuddling with haerin in your shared room. the kitty laid on top of your girlfriend's stomach, occasionally receiving pets.

"i agree," haerin said, leaning her head against yours. she locked your pinky finger with hers, smiling widely at you.

you yawned. "i hope we can keep it."

"me too."

"meow!"

haerin's eyes met yours, and you both burst into a fit of giggles. you brought the kitten closer to you, setting it in between you and your girlfriend. it curled up into a ball as soon as you put it down.

"let's name it tomorrow after the appointment," haerin mumbled, already drifting off into sleep.

you nodded and kissed her cheek. you were also starting to fall asleep. "yeah, let's."

a/n : hey guys.... LOL

#newjeans x reader #kang haerin x reader #newjeans smau #newjeans #kang haerin #haerin x reader #newjeans imagines #girl group x reader #girl group imagines #kang haerin newjeans

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sphylor · 5 months

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just saw a vid of a kitten walking back and forth on a piano and got to thinking

what does kitty dew do with his instrument or other instruments?? does he remember how to play it (maybe muscle memory?) or does he get all fascinated and like… amazed, when rain got the guitar out and sing for him?? and then he tries to like… pluck the strings but forget that he has claws or something…

could just be hc or a fluffy ficlet if you would be so kind to write it 😊😊

aa sorry this has been sitting in my asks for so long but i hope you like it!! ft. kitty Dew and cg Rain

(Dew does get a little scared and there are a few tears but it all works out fine in the end)

Dew tilted his head at the acoustic guitar sitting in Rain's lap. He had slipped in the ghoul den by himself and gone off to find his favourite water ghoul, following the melodic sounds coming from his room. He was sat on his bed plucking at the strings on the guitar, humming a little tune to himself. Rain stopped playing and lifted his head at the sound of the door opening. When he saw Dew standing in the doorway with his head tilted to the side and the blue mouse toy dangling from his mouth, he smiled wide and moved the guitar from his lap to make space for the fire ghoul.

"Hey, kitty. You okay?"

Dew rushed further into the room and climbed onto Rain's lap, purring and rubbing his cheek against the water ghoul's broad chest. He went to headbutt his chin but Rain pulled away slightly and reached out behind him for something.

"We can't have those pesky horns of your's skewering me." Rain said as he produced a hat with little bunny ears from behind him.

Dew chirped happily as he let Rain put it on his head, instinctively glamouring his horns away. He moved back in to gently headbutt Rain after it was secured in place and Rain graciously accepted the affection. As he was turning his head to rub his other cheek against Rain, Dew's eyes caught sight of the guitar again and he stilled. Rain peered down at the ghoul and watched his expression turn from happy and content to curious.

He reached out and ran his fingers across the strings. They made a funny noise when he did so he tried again but harder this time and the noise became louder.

Rain smiled but pinched his eyebrows together with slight concern. "Just be careful, Dew. Your claws might-"

PING

Dew jumped back and hissed as one of the strings snapped. Rain winced and the fire ghoul must have noticed as he stopped hissing and began to shrink in on himself.

"Hey, its okay. It was just an accident. I'm not upset." Rain scooped him up in his arms at the first sign of tears. He stroked the back of his head and held him close. "Its fixable. We can go restring it together later, yeah?"

Dew sniffled and nodded in Rain's arms. He peeked out of Rain's embrace and looked around. Just across from him on the other side of the room sat a stand with a couple of other different guitars sitting in it. He thought for a moment before wriggling out of Rain's hold and crossing the room to the stand. Gently, he tapped on the body of the bass guitar, looking back up at Rain.

"Meooowseyyy?"

"You want me to play a song for you?" Rain asked and Dew nodded enthusiastically. "Okay then go and get comfortable."

The smaller ghoul meowed happily and crawled over to the mountain of plushies on Rain's bed. He chose a plush bumblebee to cuddle up with as Rain set up everything.

The water ghoul pulled the guitar into his lap and began to play. It was a slow, calming song. One that was on the playlist that Mountain put on sometimes in the greenhouse. It immediately reminded Dew of butterflies, soft flower petals and napping in the warm afternoon sun. With just the bass guitar, though, it felt different and more special. He swayed back and forth as Rain continued to play the song. When the singing part came and Rain didn't start singing, Dew reached over and tapped at his mouth.

"If the kitty insists." Rain laughed and stopped playing for a moment to pat the top of Dew's head. Dew loved it when Rain sang. He had such a beautiful voice like no other. He settled back in with the bee and meowed happily as Rain began to sing.

"Its time to learn to be, more forgiving of yourself..."

#kitty dew #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #the song Rain is singing is 'Can't Go Back' by The Crane Wives

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kingofthe-egirls · 9 months

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INTROVERT: LUFFY x OC

(cw: food mention, eating, est relationship, reader is a devil fruit user)

(a/n: basically im an anti-touchy introvert sometimes)

Songs: "Supercut" by Lorde

words: 805

'cause in my head, in my head I do everything right

when you call, when you call i'll forgive and not fight

because ours are the moments i play in the dark

we were wild and fluorescent

come home to my heart

****

Love isn't so bad after all, you think.

You're watching Luffy jump around the deck, chasing Chopper and Usopp in another game of tag. You'd join in, but you've already run twenty laps around the Sunny, and now you have a stitch in your side.

You huff, hand on your hip, trying to puff out air on the opposite step as your stitch, slowly pacing around next to the citrus trees. Nami takes such good care of these, you think, seeing the soft, tended grass around the tree roots. A few ladybugs hum through the air: bugs allowed as aphid-devourers. No stowaway pests allowed.

"Nami!" You say, seeing her standing among the trees. She ducks around a branch, harvesting a few ripe tangerines. She smiles, and tosses one your way. You portal it to your hand: a small oval circle opening in space and time, halfway through the tangerine's arc.

It lands in your palm with a satisfying thump, dropping out of the horizontal portal you'd opened above your hand. Flicks of blue sparks hover, suspended in midair, before you close the portals shut.

"Nice," Nami compliments, surveying your devil fruit usage. She rips open a tangerine, swiftly peeling it with expert strokes. You watch her long fingers deftly separate the slices. She pops one into her strawberry mouth. You stick your thumb under the skin of your own citrus fruit, feeling the fizz of the juice spurt into the air.

"Food!!!" Luffy gasps, suddenly by your side.

"Ah!!" You scream, still not used to Luffy's little jump scares. He giggles, swiping your tangerine before you have time to react.

"Sorry, kitty," he grins, chewing next to your ear with a loud, open mouth. You glare at him, marching over to Nami to grab an extra tangerine replacement. He crinkles his nose at you, smiling at you with eyes like crescent moons. You roll your eyes.

He's lucky he's cute.

"You owe me," you tell him, letting Nami peel your tangerine for you. He slumps over in defeat, waddling toward you with his arms hanging loosely in front of him. He whines.

"Aww, c'mon, kitty! Ya let me share your food all the time," he headbutts your chest. He looks up at you with puppy dog eyes. He slowly lifts his hand to try and swipe your new tangerine, but you swat it away. He grumbles, rubbing his knuckles, but steps away.

"You're an animal," you tell him, and turn to huffily walk back to your cabin.

****

Luffy creaks open the door to your room.

"I brought ya a dumpling," he stage-whispers, his voice carrying across the moonlight room as he steps across the wooden slats. He has a plate in his hands, the smells of sweet pork and barbecue flooding your senses. You smile, breathing in the scent with your eyes closed. Your bed folds under Luffy's weight as he sits on the side.

The light pouring in from the porthole on the west side of your room silvers Luffy's shoulders. He's shirtless, in nothing but his lightweight red shorts, and his sandals. You push at his feet, trying to get his dirty shoes off your bed. He snickers, but he moves. He stretches out a gum-gum hand to plop a warm, steamed dumpling into your mouth. "Mmmn," you moan, eyes fluttering shut.

"Like it?" Luffy bumps your shoulder, thumbing at your cheek. You wriggle out from under his grasp, needing room.

"'Lone time, Luffy," you complain, slurping at the excess juice that runs down your fingertips. Luffy whines, leaning his weight against you. You shove him off you. "Mean it, Lu!"

"Vasya," he narrows his eyes, feeding you another dumpling. There's six more on the plate. He groans, frustrated. "What's wrong?"

"I just--," you huff, crossing your arms as you chew, "I'm used to being on my own, Luffy, remember? Raised by wolves?"

Luffy snickers, "So cool."

"Sometimes," you agree, taking a dumpling and feeding it to your darling captain-lover. He chews, humming happily at the savory taste. His feet tap together like a monkey's.

"Not used to so many people around," you stumble through your words, trying to find the right ones. You shift, your cotton shorts brushing over the skin of your thighs. Luffy's warm hand shortly follows suit. He squeezes your leg, and feeds you more food.

"Need alone time, kitty?"

You nod. He hesitates.

"Even from me?"

"Mhmm," you twist your lips, "M'sorry."

Luffy sighs, stepping up from the bed.

"Hmmm, okay! Can we play tomorrow though?" He stretches his arms over his head, empty plate in hand.

"Probably," you say, sleep heavy on your eyelids. Now that your belly's full, your body wants to sleep. "No more tag, though..."

You trail off, weight already settling back into your pillows.

Luffy quietly closes the door behind him.

#dumpster dive #my writing #one piece fanfic #luffy fanfic #luffy x reader #luffy x y/n #luffy fluff #one piece fluff #fox tales #vasya #luffy x oc #one piece oc

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deadfishisyeq · 3 months

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This is pretty random but I saw a post that was talking about how qFit and qCellbit being human was a really cool thing and I really agree honestly. I do like the qCellbit Catboy headcanon but I've always viewed him being a cat hybrid as different to the way I view like. qNiki. Because she's also a cat hybrid in my head but they're different!!

Niki's more of a Cat. She's allergic to coffee, she likes to hunt, she headbutts people for fun, she Has Hybrid Instincts And Stuff. Her ass WOULD chew on cardboard and have Really Sharp Teeth and go :3 if she was asked about it

But to me Cellbit's kind of just a human that has cat features. His ass is NOT allergic to coffee, he's just A Guy that happens to have ears and a tail and doesn't do much else

I think something funny would be Niki and Cellbit talking and they don't know anything about each other really and.

Cellbit: I really like coffee-

Niki: Aren't you a cat? A kitty even? Isn't that bad for you? Doesn't that hurt? Are You Ok?

Cellbit: No :3

Niki: Ok then

#qsmp #fishposting

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dusk-nightingale · 6 months

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Some RE4 characters as cats because I’m delusional

So… Resident Evil posting out of nowhere. This has been sitting in my brain for a while and I felt like sharing it so here you go

Leon

- Maine coon

- Quiet companion type

- Barely ever meows, only thrills and mrrps as a greeting

- Not too fond of being pet

- Can get VERY energetic while playing

- Rarely ever gets zoomies, but when he does you better stay out of the way because he’ll race through the entire house at impossible speed

- Slow blinks to show trust

- Please get him a scratching post, he needs his claws to stay sharp

- He only rubs against your furniture to mark territory, not much else

- He’d probably sleep near your chest, if you share a bed too bad he needs to keep you safe

- He’s very distant towards other cats, usually waits until someone else approaches him. If they do, he only thrills to talk and not much else

- Oh gosh he hates getting his nails cut. Will stay still, but will also hiss and growl throughout the whole thing

- Sometimes runs off to do his own thing, sometimes sits next to you for companionship

- I bet you can take him on a walk with a kitty harness like a dog

Ashley

- Ragdoll

- Sweetest goshdarn baby

- Meows occasionally, really softly and shortly

- Give her all the pets

- Is a bit clumsy while playing, but she’s learning!

- Has those short zoomies, like when she jumps or sprints a bit she halts and then continues

- If she likes you, she’ll give you headbutts and make biscuits on you

- She’s not a picky eater, but if you find the PERFECT treats she’ll be very very grateful

- She won’t touch your furniture. Aside from the cat hairs, she doesn’t leave much of a literal mark on your house

- Would sleep near your feet, she’s a bit too shy to sleep much closer

- She’s pretty social with other cats, most of the time she goes to other cats and is very friendly

- Doesn’t like getting her nails cut, but tries to be brave. Still lets out a little squeak at every snap

- Make sure to not leave her alone for too long, she needs friends

- She’s a purebred ragdoll, so she was quite pampered. Now she wants to explore more and go outside!

Luis

- Tortoiseshell

- Loudest and chattiest cat on the block

- Oh my god Luis sHUT UP

- Loves being pet

- Loves to play

- Watch out for his zoomies

- Shows affection by headbutting, hard. Like BONK

- Don’t give him too much catnip, he needs to lay off of it for a while

- Probably will scratch your furniture once or twice

- He WILL lay on your face and choke you when you go to sleep

- Constantly teases the other cats (doesn’t go over well)

- He’ll cry and cry and cry when it’s time to cut his nails. It doesn’t hurt, he just hates it

- He’s a social guy, but he can handle himself for a while. He can stay home alone, just not for more than a day at a time

- He prefers the indoors, it’s nice and warm, but he also doesn’t mind going for a walk outside

#resident evil #resident evil 4 #re4 #re4 remake #leon s kennedy #ashley graham #luis serra #luis serra navarro

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akumanoken · 23 days

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My mood is doing a rollercoaster, and those who are in my twitch discord know why but for everyone else....

So yesterday Cherry started acting really funny, and it turned out she was injured pretty bad. Nothing is definitive but it's got owl written all over it. The vet said there was nothing else wrong, no infection, so it's just a matter of treating the wound. She was really groggy and shy yesterday after the vet (they had to put her under anesthesia) but eventually she was alright enough to let me pet and headbutt her...

Today she's hiding in the room where I do tarot laying next to one of my little altar cloths and she's grooming herself and she even gave me a little kitty kiss on my hand and was being bratty and demanding pets but I'm... it was hard to wake up today and hard to concentrate when I see the wound on her shoulder and know that she was in so much pain yesterday and is just... laying so low. It's been hard not to cry thinking about it but I'm just so fucking thankful that nothing else happened and that she's still here... but I also have things to do I have work and I'm making progress and it really is just me trying my best to be chill.

I feel like I'm the only one ready to fall apart at any moment over it and I'm trying not to let it show.

Anyway just in case I just fuckin go manic one moment and then fall of the face of the goddamn earth the next you guys know what's up.

#outofteasing #sorry if this is too much infor and no one wants to hear it #but also thanks for reading I guess I'm going to focus now I think...

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collectivecloseness · 2 months

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omg how did I miss that ask about catboy kurt that is so cute!! Tbh I immediately would've thought puppy kurt because idk I guess because Joe has a very infamously puppy-like face lol. But kitty kurt totally makes sense! He seems like the type who likes to curl up in your lap and nudge you with his head when he wants attention 🥰

Absolutely puppy!Kurt works so so well and I would definitely love to talk about him too! But catboy Kurt Kunkle is also such an amazing thought lmaoo

(Obviously hybrid stuff ahead so just skip if it’s not for you! :))

Cat hybrid Kurt is a headbutter. Sometimes it’s to get your attention, sometimes it’s affectionate, sometimes it just feels good to him to do so. But he will absolutely ram his head into you if he needs to get his point across about something also. Even if you’re saying “Ow! What the hell? Kurt. Stop.” He wants something from you and he will keep going!

But then he’ll also lovingly nuzzle his head/face right into you too so it’s very sweet <3 💕 If not sometimes a bit ticklish, especially because he’ll be on top of you and pushing you down with his face with little to no escape

Attention whore of a cat hybrid, Kurt is a slut for attention anyway, but he’s so dramatic about it like this. He can be kinda fickle and sassy and a bit stubborn, and will bite down on you quickly just to get you to look up at him, even if he’s staring daggers at you when you do because hello why are you on your phone and not looking at him right now??

Biting you biting you biting you. Only quickly though. Enough to get your attention. And to move away before you pull his face off of you, don’t push him away >:(. Gaining your attention and pulling back so you’re immediately looking right at him once you’ve assessed ‘the damage’, and then he can tell you what you’re doing wrong; mostly not giving him ‘adequate attention’.

Clings onto you, and will accidentally scratch you with his fingernails. But it’s worse when he’s climbing all about, getting on the head of the sofa and crawling down you because clearly he was so uninteresting before this. Kurt will wait in the shadows and pounce; one second you’re putting your keys by the door, and the next Kurt is on your back in a surprise attack and is clinging on so you can’t shake him off, asking why were you twenty minutes late today he was so bored without you.

But kitty!Kurt is also so sweet. He absolutely curls up on your lap. Ends up dozing off on you some afternoons, but if you wake him up (because he’s heavy, and he’s breathing wetly into your neck, and he’s twitching in his sleep), then he’s complaining and trying to tiredly drag you to bed so you’ll nap with him. He’ll curl up to you in a much more comfy way in bed. He just wants to be all close and warm with you and snooze right now, please?

And again, the nuzzling is very very sweet of Kurt. Sometimes a bit ticklish, but he loves doing it so much until you’re positively snorting with laughter, his own chuckles escaping him as he scrunches his cute face up, not letting your face move anywhere away from him.

When Kurt’s feeling soft and domestic he will gently push and rub his hands into your body, you’re not sure if it’s kneading type behaviour or a stim, or Kurt just likes it cause he’s Kurt. He loves just moulding your thighs and your tummy and your chest and even your face, anywhere he can get at you. Although again, he’s pressing you down and you’re gonna be stuck with him on top of you if his eyes have turned to full moons and he’s caught up on smooshing your cheeks over and over.

Kurt baps at your nose too. Lightly and lovingly though, not full on smacking you. Not unless his coordination’s fucking him over again. Sometimes you wake up with a tickly nose, and Kur’s big brown eyes staring down transfixed at you. His face super close as he studies you, in his very Kurt way. And oh he’s straddling you to do so, good morning to you too man.

He will give you small little licks as well. I hc Kurt definitely does lick you occasionally in an everyday type au, but he’s very sweet with it in this one. Gives you little kisses planted all up the side of your face, then a small kitten lick there too. Kurt likes grooming you, which also spreads his scent everywhere so you stink like Kurt™️, and other hybrids can smell him on you, and vice versa.

It’s also a really nice way of spending lots of time together, and with him getting to be affectionate and mark you up and be loving with you, just in the somewhat quiet he rarely let himself have before you.

But he likes just sitting with you as you stroke through his, freshly washed, hair, and you kiss over his face softly, whilst he gives slow and small licks all over your face. Gentle laps here and there to your chin, your cheek, your nose, your head, your lips - which turns into him being able to kiss you very happily. Although Kurt does have to learn that yes you are going to wash off if he has absolutely laved your face in his spit, and he’s just lapped at your hairline as well, you are going to take another shower, yes he can join you while you do so.

He loves that you allow him to express his own way of love with you, you’ve never thought he was weird, or told him off for doing something he’s trying to be nice with, and he’s so thankful for you for that.

And after a long day of working on his social media and his life and all of that stuff that makes his head buzz, Kurt loves being able to crawl to you from behind, spooking you as he silently crawls up and over the arm rest, before snuggling in your lap. Purring into your neck, pushing his head in there because it feels stimulating for Kurt and it’s nice and warm and soft and smells like you, and a mix of you and him after he’s finished politely lapping and gently nibbling at it. All while you stroke his bare back with your soothing nails, and read to him. Answering any and all his questions that pop into his mind while he’s snuggling with you, and speaking with him so softly every time.

#also sorry I’m late to this i was not well at all the past couple of days haha #but I love talking abt hybrid au stuff pls send any more of that in!!#abt cat!Kurt or any hybrid of a character I write I love chatting abt that au with y’all! 💕#Kurt Kunkle #cat hybrid Kurt #kurt kunkle/reader #kurt kunkle hcs #Kurt kunkle drabble #Kurt kunkle thoughts #spree 2020 #anon #ask

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luxeavenger · 2 years

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My Girls

Rating: Mature (18+ only)

Words: 2522

Warnings: Drug use, true crime talk, fluff, and Clint Barton

Written for this ask from @trashpandagamer: Currently thinking about BP!Nat, BP!Reader, and BP!Alpine kicking the others off the bus for a girl's night in 🥰

If you like it, please give it a reblog! Your friendly neighborhood smut peddler loves that shit!

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“But I wanna stay!” Clint huffs petulantly.

“Puppy, I told you, it’s a girls night,” Nat says with a good deal more patience than Clint rightly deserves. She’d been trying to shoo him off the bus for the last 10 minutes. You, Nat, and Alpine were in dire need of a boy-free night. Bucky and Steve had, of course, understood completely.

Clint, on the other hand…

“I can be a girl! I’ll talk about anything you want to! You wanna talk about periods? Man, those heavy flow days, am I right? Then your boobs are all sore and shit… Cramps… Tampons... Midol an' stuff…” He trails off, knowing this is not a battle he’s going to win.

“You and I watched ALL of the Lord of the Rings AND Hobbit movies this weekend. I want girl time.” She straightens her spine, sweeps her feet out so they’re shoulder width apart, and her voice drops an octave, “Don’t make me throw you off this bus myself, Barton.”

Clint chuckles nervously, looking around in a frenzy, “Now where’d I leave those shoes?”

It takes him a full five minutes to find his shoes where he left them last night—in the shower. You remind him of this three times while he tears up the bus looking for them.

“Kitty, my shoes are wet,” he pouts, hoping he’s being cute enough for Nat to hold off on killing him for just a second.

“Wear some of Steve’s.”

“Steve’s wearing his shoes. It’s only his boots here, and he doesn’t like it when I wear them.”

“Because you spread grape jelly all over them the last time you wore them,” you remind him. “They got ants, Clint.”

He clutches his chest and looks at you in shock, “No! Not you too, lil mama! I feel so attacked. Why does everyone want me to leave?”

“Because—for the thousandth time—it’s girl’s night, puppy.”

“Oh, yeah. But-”

Nat says through gritted teeth. “Try Bucky’s shoes-”

Clint opens up his mouth to interrupt her, but she beats him to the punch, “If Bucky left his boots too, then take Scott’s shoes.”

I hate wearing Scott’s shoes,” he whines, “his feet are a size smaller than mine.”

You snort, “Then maybe don’t shower with your shoes on!”

“Shower shoes are a real thing, you know!”

“High-top, canvas Converse All Stars aren’t shower shoes,” you remind him, just as you had last night when he walked into the bathroom wearing nothing but those shoes.

“Clinton Francis Barton I swear to god-”

“JESUS KITTY WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN? Don’t use my full name. I hate that! You’re not my mom.”

“I feel like your mom right now.” Nat pauses, “Puppy listen. Hey,” she snaps her fingers to get Clint to focus, “pay attention. I'll tell you what. If you put Scott’s shoes on right now, and get the fuck off the bus, I will give you the last of my molly. It’s all for you, but you gotta fuck off.”

He grins at her and plops down onto the floor to throw on Scott’s shoes, “You got yourself a deal, kitty!”

Alpine winds around him, rubbing her cheeks on him, as he struggles to pull Scott’s too-small shoes onto his too-big feet. Once he’s done, he tackles Alpine and gives her loud forehead kisses until she swats at him and wriggles free. He takes eight hot-pink pills from Nat with a triumphant smile and gives her a kiss on the cheek. You get a hug and a wink.

“You guys don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” he says as he tromps down the bus stairs, “and if you do—take pictures.” He winks and cackles as he just barely dodges the foot Nat aims at his head.

Nat shuts the door with a heavy sigh. “Finally, it’s just us ladies,” Alpine headbutts her shin with a cheerful muurp, “isn’t that right, floof?”

You get Bucky’s laptop while Nat throws some popcorn into the microwave. “What should we watch, red?” you ask.

“There’s that Ted Bundy thing? Or, we can watch Saw again? Maybe something with lots of explosions?”

You mull it over for a minute, “I think I’m in the mood for the serial-killer biopic.” She nods in agreement.

Alpine hops up on your lap while you load the movie, making biscuits on your bare legs and head-butting your arm everytime it comes close enough to her face while she waits for you.

Nat comes back with the popcorn, and scoops Alpine up in her arms, “Watch it, furball, this lap is mine,” she gives Alpine a smooch on her forehead and spoons the purring kitty against her front, then plops her head down in your lap.

She sighs immediately, “You have the nicest lap, peach. Barton’s legs are too bony, and he doesn’t play with my hair right,” she complains, practically purring herself as your fingers card through her bright red hair to skritch her scalp. “Oh yeah,” she groans, “that’s the shit.”

Halfway through the movie you switch places, your head in Nat’s lap, with Alpine snoozing against your chest, purring softly. She rhythmically slips her fingers through your hair with one hand, and eats popcorn with the other.

Once the movie ends you get into a very involved discussion about who on the bus would be the easiest to lure into a vehicle to murder.

You both immediately discard Steve and Bucky as likely targets for a serial killer to pursue.

“I think Clint would be the first one to follow someone to a second location,” Nat muses. “Offer him drugs, candy, or sex, and you can pretty much get him to do anything, or go anywhere you want him to. Buuuuut,” she hedges, “even drugged—my money’s on Clint. He’s pretty fucking hard to kill. He disabled an attacker with a fucking shoelace once. And it wasn’t even his shoelace! I wouldn’t want to be the one trying to slip a knife between his ribs, that’s for goddamn sure.”

You nod slowly, “Clint would definitely be easy to lure, but I think Scott is the one most likely to be murdered.”

“Okay,” Nat nods, gnawing on the end of a Red Vine, “make your case.”

“Well Clint is easy to lure, sure, but he’s VERY hard to kill. I agree, that boy is scrappy as fuck, and I don’t think a serial killer would be prepared for that. But Scott is usually only inside the bus when he’s sleeping. So he’s outside more than any of us. And when he’s in the equipment trailer, working on the bus, or walking around, he always wears those big noise-cancelling headphones. If he’s not tinkering, he’s on the phone.”

“So there’s opportunity,” Nat nods thoughtfully.

“Exactly! And Scott is pretty scrawny, so it’d be easy to grab him, toss him in a trunk, and hightail it out of there. He’d also be easy to lure with food, drugs, or sex. And he’d be easy to kill too. He’s charismatic, and can talk his way out of some shit, and he knows his way around a fist fight, but I doubt he’d be able to defend himself against someone who was actively trying to murder him.”

“Right, cause he has no training.”

“Yes, exactly.”

“But you don’t have any hand-to-hand training either…” Nat trails off with a grimace, poking you in the shoulder.

“No, but I’d never follow anyone to a car, and I’m almost always with you, Steve, Bucky, or Clint when I go out, and we’ve already established that you guys are hard to murder. So…”

“You feel pretty safe,” Nat finishes for you.

“Relatively speaking, yeah.”

Nat starts digging around the RV for a piece of paper and a marker. “I know who would be the most entertaining person to watch someone attempt to murder.”

You both say Bucky at the same time, then burst out laughing.

“Yeah. It would be suicidal to try to kidnap someone that huge in the first place,” you snort, “You put a needle in his neck, and he may go down, but he won’t stay asleep long-”

“No shit. He’d for sure make a show out of being asleep though. Play along for awhile, then he’d just-” Nat makes a choking noise, and mimes snapping someone’s neck, while you chuckle at the imagery.

You both crawl into Nat’s bunk and lie beside each other eating pixie sticks and talking about anything and everything you can think of. By the time she runs out of pixie sticks your legs are tangled together and you’re both laughing so hard your abs hurt.

She extricates herself to crawl down to Clint’s bunk, and she comes back with two hot-pink pills clenched in her palm.

You laugh when she shows them to you, “I thought you gave Clint all your x?”

“So did he,” she giggles, “but I always stash a few pills in his bunk. He has never once found them.”

You open your mouth so she can pop the pill onto your tongue, and Alpine swats at your chin until you give her more treats. You start digging around in Nat’s bunk until you find her tin of nail polish, and insist on painting each other's nails.

Nat picks out a color for you—it’s a deep, rich red the color of her favorite lipstick. “This is my favorite polish, and it’s also the most expensive,” she explains, showing you the scrawled Louboutin signature on the front of the box, “so don’t you go letting those two boys of yours mess it up.”

For Nat, you pick a super glossy black, that goes on so smooth it looks like patent leather. Then she puts some drops on your nails, and ten minutes later they’re completely dry. “Sorceress,” you whisper, tapping the sleek red enamel in disbelief.

A scant four hours after Nat threatened Clint off the bus, just outside you hear, “Nah, I don’t think you need a ladder!” and “Go for it spider monkey!”

Then the trailer sways gently as someone slams into the side of it. There’s a clatter, a chaotic shuffling sound, then a thud, and Clint shouting, “MOTHER FUCKER!” followed by loud laughter from Bucky and Steve.

“NO! I CAN DO IT! I’M GOING AGAIN, DICKHEADS!”

“Come on, it’s not that hard,” Bucky’s muffled voice asserts, “watch!”

Then the whole bus cants heavily to one side as twin thumps sound on either side of the door. Bucky and Steve grunt, then there’s the sound of their rubber-soled Converse shuffling around on top of the RV.

Nat bangs on the roof and shouts, “CLINT DOESN’T HAVE SUPERPOWERS, IDIOTS. SO BE NICE.”

There’s a pair of muffled awwww’s and the thump of four-hundred-some-odd pounds of super soldier hitting the pavement all at once.

The door bangs open, and the three of them file onto the bus with Steve in the lead, a joint hanging out of the corner of his mouth. He saunters over to the bunk you and Nat are tucked into, and Nat makes grabby hands at the weed. He asks, "Did my girls have fun?", then passes the joint to Nat, and pulls you in for a kiss, shotgunning his lungful of smoke into your mouth. Alpine headbutts his arm until he scratches her chin.

Clint shoves him aside, “Move, I need my girls.” He clambers up into the bunk and lays on top of you and Nat with a groan. He mumbles into Nat’s cleavage, “Guys, I fell. I think I broke my ass.” Then he rolls over so his head is pillowed on your tits, and addresses you, “Your boyfriends are mean! I even gave them most of my molly. It took three tabs each to get those cocksuckers high.”

“So?” Steve snorts, “Whaddya want, a blow job?”

Clint hums, “I could use a blow job.” He blows Steve a kiss.

“Not even with Bucky’s mouth. Besides, you couldn't handle this roller coaster.”

“I don’t have to put up with this. I’m taking my hearing aids out," he pouts, making no move to actually remove his hearing aids.

Nat passes the joint to you, but Clint intercepts it. He takes a deep drag, but won’t give it to you, so you grab his wrist and bring his hand to your mouth so you can take a hit while it’s still pinched between his fingers.

“Not fair lil mama! It’s my weed.”

“Yeah, but it was my turn.”

“No one loves me.”

You wrap your arms around him from behind, “I love you, honey, but it was still my turn.”

“Devil woman,” he mumbles under his breath.

Bucky’s face appears in the opening of the bunk, and he grins at you, and loudly kisses your forehead. “You’re not the devil. You’re an angel. How’re my girls doin—HEYYYY do I smell pixie sticks?!?”

You giggle, “I want some of what you’re on.”

“Yeah, well, you can’t have any, because your boyfriends took it all,” Clint remarks sourly.

“Besides,” Nat stage whispers to you, “you already had some.”

“Damnit, you said you gave me the last of it!” Clint grumbles, rolling back over into Nat’s chest, “I’m gonna figure out where you’re hiding it, kitty. Mark my words.”

Nat scratches her fingertips over his scalp, “I know you will, puppy. Any day now.”

“Hey guys,” Scott calls, coming up the steps, “what goes on?" He aims a grin at Nat's bunk, "There's my girls!”

“HI SCOTTIE,” you shout, in chorus with Clint and Nat.

“Hi babies,” he blows a kiss in the general direction of your little pile of bodies.

“Hey man,” Steve rumbles from the couch.

“‘Sup, sucker,” Scott wiggles his fingers at Steve.

Bucky tips his chin at Scott.

“Hey swallower,” Scott grunts, returning the gesture.

“Eat your heart out, bitch,” Bucky fires back, flopping down on the couch and laying his head in Steve’s lap.

Scott arrives at his Captain’s chair, and scratches the back of his head. “So, ahhm… What the actual fuck is this?” He slowly spins the chair to expose the note Nat taped there earlier-

MOST LIKELY TO BE MURDERED.

“I’ll have you degenerates know, I am not the most likely to be murdered.” He points at you, “She is. Come on, look how goddamn adorable she is.”

Clint clears his throat, “Raise your hand if you think Scott is the person on this bus who is most likely to be murdered.”

Everyone’s hand shoots up in unison, except for Scott’s.

He looks aghast at everyone, “You ungrateful cum-stains. See if I find anymore strippers for you perverts,” he points at Clint and Nat, “or drugs for you assholes,” he points to Bucky and Steve. "And you…” he shakes his finger at you. “Oh, who am I kidding? You get a pass. I’d walk through broken glass for you, dovey.”

You smile broadly at everyone while they groan good-natured insults at you.

Before Scott falls asleep the next morning, he rolls the sign into a cone shape, and wears it over a few of his mohawk spikes like a dunce cap.

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13slovergirl · 2 years

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ft. Catsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todorokitty, Kittentoshi Shinso, Shota Aizawa

Summary: S/O gets a cat that suspiciously resembles them.

A 'small angry ball of adorableness' was the very first words you used to describe the new addition to the family. He caught on pretty quickly.

The light orange fluff ball hated you until you came home with some cat treats and toys that you patiently waited for him to take. Meanwhile, Katsuki was watching angrily as you sang compliments to the scared kitten.

"C'mere Cat-suki, it's okay!!!"

Yeah, he caught on.

Imagine how surprised he was when he gave in to your begging for him to give it a try and the kitty accepted the treat from his hand with barely any problem. And then the immediate 'annoyance' when he catches the smug look on your face.

You guys would have to give the cat over to his parents, but they don't mind too much.

He lays down in bed and the cute kitten jumps up onto him and lays on his stomach, head on his nice rack. After a few seconds of processing, he starts gently petting it. It's a bit awkward but the cat purrs nonetheless. The soft noise and repetitive movement starts slowly lulling him to sleep....

And then his mom walks in.

She never lets him live it down.

When you found an adorable and elegant long haired calico cat that had a gorgeous pattern vaguely resembling your lover's half n half, how could you not adopt it on the spot?

His first words when he sees it? "How are we going to keep it?"

I mean, yeah, it's valid. Very valid. Oh god how are you guys gonna keep it. Pets aren't allowed in the dorms and you don't think Principal Nezu is going to accept 'But Tokoyami lives in the dorms' as an excuse.

Eventually the two of you come up with a way to safely keep the cat outside of the school. It's a bit upsetting that you can't keep it in your dorm, but it's safer outside the school than inside.

Anyways, for a cat who YOU adopted, it really likes Todoroki. Cats just love him. I mean same but still.

If Todoroki wasn't a busy guy that cat would never move off his lap.

It probably would like to lay on his boobies when he's trying to sleep. And I bet you wish that was you.

I think that instead of getting therapy or 'bothering' you with his problems, he just talks to the cat. The cat doesn't care, more time with their favorite person in the world I guess.

"Have you decided on a name yet?" "What about Roki :D" ".....No." "Why not D:" "...That's my nickname :("

You did not make the choice to have this cat. Neither of you did, the cat chose you. The cute little Siamese cat laying on your porch was a manipulative bastard but the two of you had no option other to take care of it for the rest of your lives like a spoiled child.

He loves being able to sleep with the cat next to him while you're training/studying. He'd rather be doing what you're doing or cuddling with you, but you're insistent that he gets some much needed rest and ever since you started being with him while sleeping it's gotten harder to sleep without you.

The brat doesn't usually allow cuddling though, so he just has to settle for sleeping next to it.

Like Bakugou he figures out pretty quickly that you think him and the cat are very similar and he loves to tease you with it a bit.

He sees the cat curl up in your lap for a nice pillow? He rests his head in your lap in as similar of a place as the cat did. You mention how adorable it is when the cat rubs against you? He does the same. You coo at the cat when it headbutts your hand? He kisses the same spot.

If you don't catch on to his little hints he might just go out and buy some cat ears and a human-sized collar :]]]

It just so happened that a slightly older black cat with unkempt fur 'snuck' into Aizawa's classroom the same day that you planned on dropping some stuff off straight to his classroom. What a strange coincidence. None of the kids are able to keep the kitten in their dorms so I guess you two just have to keep it.

'Shota the Cat' became the class mascot and Aizawa hated it. Not the cat, just the fact the kids asked you if you could name the cat after him and you agreed. He hates hearing his name and turning to look at the person who said it, only for them to be talking about the cat.

But it's all worth it every morning and night when he sees you sleeping with the usually grumpy cat, knowing that he doesn't need to worry about you being lonely when he has to work. He doesn't admit it but he gets why you guys see him in the cat so much. He'd love nothing more than to be where the cat is.

No one's surprised anymore when he rolls up to school with the cat in his sleeping bag. However, after the first villain invasion he stopped. It's for the best that he stays home with you.

When the two of you get into a fight he likes letting you take Shota the Cat to bed and just get all your emotions out like that. The first time you did it was just a joke of 'I'm taking our child, I expect child support' but it turned into a simple way of calming down and resolving the issue faster. It also makes him feel better that you have a source of comfort.

#katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki x y/n #bakugou x y/n #shoto todoroki x reader #shoto x y/n #todoroki x y/n #shinso hitoshi x reader #shinso x y/n #shota aizawa x reader #aizawa x y/n #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #katsuki bakugo x y/n #katsuki bakugo fanfiction #:{[ 13's lovergirl

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your-hellhound-babysitter · 6 days

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*hits the floor but nods8 "but like WHAT?" :/ _Lynxie

Hmmmm…gentle headbutt maybe? I know some kitties do that. Or maybe instead of biting a small hand squeeze? Literally anything you want, squirt. Just not biting, if you don’t mind

#agere helluva boss #cg loona #helluva boss agere #loona agere #loona helluva boss #sfw agere #agere blog #age regression #age regressor

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sphylor · 11 months

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kitty dew head tilts. also his fav places to be pet!!!!

AAA kitty Dew head tilts are so important to me oh my god. whenever he's confused by something he just tilts his head and does a little "mrrp?" and it makes everyones hearts MELT because he is just so SO cute.

as for his favourite places to be pet: he loves being pet in between his horns, whenever anyone does he always stretches up to lean into it more and will do the thing where if you hover your hand close he will headbutt it and demand more pets. he also loves scritches at the base of his horns and just above his ears and at the top of the base of his tail (butt scritches are some of his favourite. thats the spot that makes him flop down and start purring like crazy). do NOT pet his belly, though. it is a dastardly trap

#kitty dew #dewdrop ghoul

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contentment-of-cats · 3 months

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Friday busies.

Signed the contract and signed up for the new cloudware program. Some folks did not complete their stories, so now this is used to monitor our word count and output. The story is not bad, it's an outline and formula, it's just not like anything I've written before. Still, $3500 goes a long way to getting my best effort.

Mr. Big Kitty is settling in and had a lot of time outside the confines of the Safe Space. He wants to run and go and see and play the way a young cat does. He peed in Dusty's box so now Dusty has her whiskers in a bunch. He loves praise and petting.

"Are you a big cat? You are a big cat? What a handsome boy!"

Nonstop purrs and headbutts. He's loving and curious, too. I think a harness and leash would go over well, and he might want to take walks like some of my other cats have done.

Onboarding a new thyroid med - you can't blast the human body with radiation and not have things go tits up. Spoke to the surgeon about the colo and was relieved. Biopsies are clean. I do have inflammation that they want to keep an eye on. If I have 'beat' cancer, why so I still have all these copays?!

Lunch, then back to work.

#life in general

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shadowqueen402 · 1 year

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Canine Cat-astrophe: Chapter 2

The smoke cleared to reveal two animals in Balan's and Lance's places. One was a fluffy dog that sported white and teal fur. It was, however, wearing an oh-so-familiar top hat on its head.

The other animal was a small cat that lay in a loaf position. The top half of its face was purple while the rest of its body was white. On its head and back were small, but familiar black tentacles. The same pointy elf-like ears that Lance had were on the feline.

Emma and Leo gazed at the two animals before they put two and two together and gasped. "Balan!? Lance!?" Emma cried. "But…how did this happen!?"

"The ingredient that I thought was salt must have done this," Leo guessed. "If only I had read the label, maybe this wouldn't have happened… I'm so sorry, Balan and Lance."

Balan just panted as he looked up at Leo before he decided to knock Leo down and attack him…with puppy kisses. "Gah!" The blonde-haired boy was surprised at Balan's response. Meanwhile, Emma just giggled before she felt something softly bat her leg. She looked down and saw Lance batting her leg while purring up a storm.

"Aww, hello." Emma smiled and gently pet Lance's back, earning more purrs from the elf-kitty. "You look so cute as a kitty. Though, you'll have to be turned back to your original self."

"Leo? Emma?" Mei's voice called out. "Have you guys seen Balan and Lance? Kaylo and the others haven't heard from them in a while. Are they okay?" She entered the dining room and stopped when she saw the dog and the cat. "Uh, where did those animals come from?"

"Don't freak out but, these animals are Balan and Lance." Emma sweatdropped, feeling Lance headbutt her cheek gently. His whiskers ticked Emma's skin, making her almost giggle. "They were turned into a dog and a cat."

"H-Huh!?" Mei was shook upon hearing the news. Balan and Lance were transformed into animals!? How did this happen!? Since they were in Wonderworld, odds are, something magic-related happened to them. But what? "This isn't good, especially since…Aria's highly allergic to dogs…"

"What do we do, Mei?" Leo asked. He still felt Balan's tongue brush up against him.

"Let's talk to the others first." Mei motioned for Leo and Emma to follow.

(At the Isle of Tims)

Kaylo, Aria, Rebecca, Trisha Jane, and the twelve Inhabitants gazed in shock at the dog and the cat that followed Leo and Emma to the place. Aria, however, couldn't stay shocked for long as her eyes began to water, her vision getting blurry.

"Oh no… My allergies are acting up…" Aria groaned, feeling the urge to sneeze. "H-Has anyone seen my purse? My allergy medicine is in there…"

"I didn't know that you were allergic to dogs," Iben said, handing Aria her purse.

"Highly allergic." Aria took some of the allergy medicine with water. "If a dog sheds fur, I have a sneezing fit. But if I'm unfortunate enough to get licked by one, that's when I get hives…"

Iben flinched, already imagining how painful it sounded.

"So how did Balan and Lance get turned into a dog and a cat?" Cal asked, tapping a finger to his chin.

"I accidentally added an ingredient inside the soup that Emma and I made for them," Leo confessed. "It looked exactly like salt, but after they took a bite out of it, I soon realized that it wasn't salt."

"Is the ingredient still in the kitchen?" Sana asked. She gently scratched Balan's ear, earning happy pants from him.

"It should be." Leo nodded. "I only remember putting it back on the shelf after I used it. I didn't take it with me. It was in a glass jar with a red lid."

"We have to find a way to bring Balan and Lance back to normal," Attilio said. "But we also have to make sure that they're watched so that way they won't wander off."

"I have an idea," Jose said. "We'll have to split into three groups. One group shall head to the library so we can look through the books and see what that ingredient was that they consumed. Another group will take care of Lance and the third group will take care of Balan."

"I love kitties!" Cass said. "So I'll watch Lance. And besides, I've been taking good care of Daisy. So I know what I'm doing."

"I'll stick with Cass in watching Lance," Aria said. "If I'm around Balan for too long, my allergies will act up again. I'm not allergic to cats, fortunately. Also, I'm a cat person too."

"Sana, want to watch Balan with me?" Eis asked.

"I'm in!" Sana said.

"So are we!" Kaylo and Trisha Jane said in unison.

Soon, the three groups were formed. Balan's group consisted of Jose, Fiona, Sana, Eis, Kaylo, Trisha Jane, and Leo.

Lance's group consisted of Emma, Yuri, Cass, Iben, Aria, Rebecca, and Bruce.

All the last group that would try to search for a way to bring Balan and Lance back to normal consisted of Mei, Haoyu, Cal, Attilio, and Lucy.

"Alright, darlings!" Lucy cried. "Let's get to work!"

Kaylo belongs to @kayssweetdreams

Mei belongs to @sundove88

Trisha Jane belongs to @lovelyteng

Rebecca belongs to @thehyperrequiem

Aria belongs to me.

#balan wonderworld #fanfic #ocs #balan #lance #leo craig #emma cole #inhabitants

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natasha-in-space · 4 months

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Matsuda lover anon again and i loved seeing your interpretation of how would it be if he and yoosung ever met. And i just got another thought

I remembered that these two men obviously speak a different language (yoosung is korean and matsuda is japanese) and I am imagining how both the men deal with the language barrier

I imagine that initially they start talking to each other in english, a language both of them can speak to an extent but as their conversations got deeper (because of their shared pains and interests) they couldnt express much in english

So because they love to talk to each other so much they decided to learn each others language

I can see yoosung initiating this by talking to matsuda in broken japanese and makes a mistake and matsuda politely corrects him and since that day the two men decide to learn each others language

I could initially see yoosung taking help of Saeyoung who being who he is purposely messes with him (and matsuda again correcting him being aware of the goofy ass friend of the younger man). Later Saeyoung does get serious but now yoosung is suspicious until matsuda assures him that saeyoung is correct. And since then he seriously starts to learn japanese (and matsuda learns korean on the other hand)

Learning a new language came in handy for both the men in their professional fields as well and they couldnt be any more grateful

However, because the korean language system is slight more easier than japanese, matsuda learns the language more quicker than yoosung. So one day matsuda tells yoosung that he can speak in his native language and be comfortable. And yoosung is like "you worked so hard for me to learn a foreign language let me return you the favour" matsuda is deeply touched by the younger man's gesture.

(Idk if its cringey but the two men addressing each other by the suffixes of their language like yoosung addressing matsuda as 'hyung' cuz matsuda is obviously a lot older than him and vice versa from matsuda's side)

(I just feel like their overall relationship is going to be like big brother and his lil bro type but both happen to have exactly same personality)

The language barrier is such a neat thing to discuss!

It's truly touching when someone is willing to learn a new language just to speak freely with you. I can totally see Yoosung wanting to do that. He's just the type to want to work hard for those he cares about. Plus, we're talking about a matured Yoosung from his good ending here! That man is a hard and diligent worker (that's not to say that the Yoosung we interact with in game is not capable of hard work, just that by the time of his good ending, he is in a much healthier headspace). It's sweet to think about him putting off a bit of time every day for his language studies. He might get a bit carried away sometimes, but he has you there with him to remind him to take a break whenever his eyes get too tired. And don't forget about Lisa! That lovely kitty will headbutt him against his cheek, if you are not there to usher him to rest.

Same with Matsuda. It's so darn cute to think of him determined on learning an entirely new language, just so he can understand the nuances that unfortunately get lost once you switch to English. Much like Yoosung, he's a rather diligent worker, especially when he sets his mind on something. I do know that it's a bit easier to switch from Japanese to Korean, than the other way around, so I agree that he'll probably be the first to speak more or less fluently. He has the advantage of having someone there to practice with, so it's way easier for him to grasp at all the small details of spoken Korean.

I also agree that Saeyoung might use the opportunity to mess around in the beginning, but he'll definitely lay off of it once he sees that those two are forming a genuine friendship with each other. He's someone who's prone to playing a supportive role for his friends, so he'll end up helping them out more often than not. Sometimes in rather sneaky ways. That's just the way he is!

Either way, it would definitely benefit them both to learn one another's language. It's nice to be able to visit a country without having to worry about finding those who can converse with you in English. Also, you know what this means, right? Sharing humor!! I feel like Yoosung and Matsuda are just the right type to send one another local memes and funny videos. Sometimes they get misunderstood, but it's a neat way to share different cultural experiences nonetheless.

Only that, when it comes to humor and memes, the difference in age gets noticed almost immediately. As someone who has a few older friends in their mid to late thirties: trust me, there are going to be many hilarious instances of Matsuda having outdated humor that just flies over Yoosung's head. Or Yoosung doing or saying stuff that Matsuda cannot understand for the life of him. Even the way they are texting is probably very different... Many potential for hilarious interactions.

They are still huge nerds with one another, though.

#mia talks #anon #also #didn't add it but #they would definitely send one another local snacks #idk they just seem like the type to do so!

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