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There's a small-time, just starting out villain staring the Flash down.
The villain has an older dog in his arms.
Or he assumes this kid is a villain, seeing as he just stole that dog from the shelter that was literally right behind him.
"Kid," Flash starts, feeling a headache starting up, when another villain comes out from behind the first one.
This one is smaller, a girl, and clearly related to the first.
"Can I at least know why-"
Another one comes out, this one huge, and clearly the father. He has two older dogs in his arms.
"It's a kill shelter! They aren't getting adopted because they're older dogs!" The first villain, a teenage boy meta, explains. Shouts. Both.
"They're precious and cuddly!" The second one, the girl, says, holding up a geriatric and practically rabid Chihuahua.
"Everyone deserves a chance." The final one says, voice just shy of a growl.
Flash sighs.
"Do you have somewhere to put them?"
"Vlad Masters," they all answer with particularly vengeful grins.
Flash decides this must be another relative, and just opts to go pay for the dogs they're leaving with.
And also a bunch of other dogs, swearing to hold onto them until the trio can come back for the rest.
#dpxdc#dcxdp#dp x dc#dc x dp#phanfic#story prompt#Vlad ends up being a Dog Sanctuary#whether he likes it or not#(he actually does it cements his redemption arc)#it started out as a prank but Vlad took it seriously and now it's a Thing
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#Baldur's Gate 3#BG3#Shadowheart#Gale of Waterdeep#The Underdark is Going Well#When I finally managed to get there because the game wouldn't let me fast travel out of the Mountain Pass until I'd had another long rest#Also I keep seeing pictures of Early Access Gale and it freaks me out#Early Access Gale isn't real and he can't hurt me#I find him very upsetting#He is not as friend-shaped#My current mission is actually to find a way to get Astarion's approval up at least a little bit#He's the only companion still in Neutral#I've got 3 exceptional#2 fair#and the vampire still doesn't gaf#I am determined that he will be my friend#whether he likes it or not#He's right on the cusp of fair#I will get him there#Without brutally murdering everyone#I think I misstepped in a couple of conversations where I could have got approval and instead just didn't get anything#I might never get him to exceptional#But I will get him to good at least
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this is so aizawa
#uMY HUSSBANNDDD#whether he likes it or not#that’s me in his comments on all his socials that’s me in his work inbox and the ua teacher slack group#m.aizawa
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They’re coming. Run.
#Idk if he can escape actually#Snufkin#woodies#little my#I added too many details on what was meant to be simple yet again#Snufkinpappa#whether he likes it or not#I’m sorry Snufkin but you took on the responsibility of caring for them when you liberated that park#The feather in his hat is from a Eurasian Bullfinch or something Idk and the flowers are maybe apple blossoms Idk#(yes I did think that through but it’s not relevant-)#Or… is it#no no it’s not relevant#Unfortunately:/#Moomins#MoominValley#The woodies#Snufkin and the woodies#My art
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Cat Burglar
Relationship: Izuku Midoriya X Gender Neutral Reader
Word count: 1,556
Notes: Some domestic fluff, cats, and poor attempts at humor I wrote at 3am
Summary: When someone breaks into your home during the night, you and Izuku are ready to defend the house...until you realize just what broke in.
Quinn’s Masterlist
A quiet thud woke your already restless sleep. The bedroom was still layered in shades of darkness. Only the last dregs of the lamp lights outside filtered through the slits in the curtains. You half squinted your bleary eyes open, still on the precipice of sleep when another thump echoed from the hall, clearing your still sleep-bogged mind. Something was in the house.
Beside you, Izuku snored softly, dead asleep. It wasn't all that surprising. He'd just come home from working a double. The man took his work seriously; something you usually admired but not when it came at the cost of his health. He probably only had a few hours of sleep under his belt this week so it was best not to wake him if it could be helped.
His arm had found its home loosely wrapped around your stomach at some point in the night, face pressed into your shoulder as he cuddled against your warmth. He was always so affectionate but even more so when he was asleep. It was something you found adorable, and he found flustering whenever you brought it up. The last thing you wanted to do was disturb him when he needed this downtime the most, so as carefully as you could you lifted his arm off and slipped out of bed. Now that your side was empty, Izuku frowned, muttered something incomprehensible, then rolled to the other side.
Another small crash echoed down the hall. This time it sounded like glass breaking. A flutter of anxiety swirled through your stomach as you made your way to the closet where you stored your trusty baseball bat. Hefting the weighty hunk of metal over your shoulder, you crept into the shadows of the hall. Your quirk might not have been all that impressive enough to win a fight, but you had one hell of a swing.
After a few featherlight steps down the hall, focusing on what little you could see of the living room at the end, a hand suddenly fell on your shoulder. With a startled yelp, you put all your power into your swing and spun around, waving the bat like a mad woman. The force you put behind it would've put the pro batters to shame.
"Whoa!" Izuku caught the bat mid-swing as if it were nothing more than a foam toy. "What are you doing?
Blowing a sputtered sigh of relief, you wrenched the bat from his grasp. "You scared me Izuku!" you scolded quietly, clutching your chest. "Don't sneak up on me like that!"
"Sorry." He rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "Why are we whispering? And why are you sneaking around with my bat?"
"I heard something," you said, pointing the bat towards the living room. "So I'm investigating."
"Why didn't you wake me?"
"Because you and I both know you need the sleep." With a grin, you patted your bat. "And I got 'Ole Rusty here."
Izuku quirked a brow, opening his mouth to say something, but another muffled crash came from the direction of the kitchen. He frowned, his defenses kicking into gear, and stepped in front of you, intent on taking the lead. With a frustrated huff, you stepped around him, hiking the bat over your shoulder.
"Y/N," he grumbled, not entirely shocked by your actions. After all, this wasn't the first time you'd taken things into your own hands. "Let me handle this."
"Uh, excuse me," you haughtily scoffed, "but who's the one with the bat here?" Turning a challenging glare on him, you watched as he struggled with what to say so as not to offend you.
A couple of garbled words died on his lips a few times as he debated before he thought better of it and sighed, resigned to your whim. He waved his hand in defeat and with a triumphant smirk, you continued down the hall. It didn't matter that he was a top pro hero with the crazy-powerful quirk. This was your domain…although it didn't hurt to have him as backup…just in case. Regardless, the man could never win an argument with you, something you were quite skilled at by now.
The living room lights were shut off, but through the dim glow coming from the window, you saw the overturned lamp with a ripped shade lying by the sofa. One of the curtains had been torn off the rod, piled in a heap by the open window. That must've been the entry point for whoever dared to intrude in your home.
With a few overly dramatic hand signals you'd picked up from a movie, you proceeded to the kitchen. Izuku cocked his head, completely at a loss on what you just did, but followed closely behind anyway. The entryway into the kitchen was dim with only the oven light to go by. A large shadow stretched across the floor before quickly racing to the other side of the room. This was it. Someone really was in there. Squeezing the bat tightly in your hands, you glanced behind you to make sure Izuku was still with you, then made your move.
Stepping up to the threshold, you flicked on the lights. The bat raised over your head, and you leaped into the room with a war cry.
"FREEZE!"
Dishes rattled from one of the cabinets before a few cups fell out and shattered on the counter. The door burst open and a small black ball shot over onto the island and scampered towards you like a dart. Yelping, you ducked down just as it soared above you, and clashed into Izuku in a fit of indignant hisses.
The poor man stumbled back, nearly tripping over his bare feet as he struggled with the angry ball trying to attach itself to his face. After a few attempts, he managed to detach the claws hooked into his skin and held the wriggling cat at arm's length while the small feline struggled to free itself in panicked alarm.
"Aww, it's just a sweet little kitty," you dropped the bat and walked over to the two.
"Sweet?" Izuku gave you a delirious look as he strained to keep his grip on the wailing creature. "You call this sweet?"
"Oh please," rolling your eyes, you easily grabbed the cat by the scruff who immediately calmed down and went limp in your arms after a few gentle pats to the head. "You're not scared of this little cutie pie are you?"
"How did it even get in here?" He ignored your question, crossing his arms.
"Oh," pointing to the open window in the living room, you gave him a sheepish smile. "I think I might've forgotten to close that window before we went to bed. He must've climbed in." The cat snuggled into your arms with a deep purr. "Where'd you come from little guy? Are you hungry?"
"Hold on, if you feed it, it's only gonna keep coming back."
"Oh, hush. You're just upset 'cause a cute wittle kitty cat bested you in your jammies."
"It surprised me I didn't- why am I even arguing this?" His face flushed as his argument spluttered into embarrassed mumblings. "Does it have a collar?" He finally settled on.
"I'm pretty sure it's a he." You cooed at the little cat who had nuzzled his face into your chest, practically melting in your embrace. "And no, he doesn't."
"Y/N, you know he can't stay, right?"
"Oh come on, you're really going to turn down a cute face like this?" Holding the cat up to his own face, you stuck your lip out in a pout. "Have a heart, hero!"
"Did you see what that cute face did to my cute face -" he paused, realizing what he just said, and shook his hands wildly. "Wait, no I meant- I'm not- well, you know what I mean!"
Seeing him crash and burn in his own words had you giggling. "Are you threatened another man is gonna take over the house?" you teased, cradling the cat. "Aww, honey, it's okay. I'll still love you too."
It was his turn to roll his eyes dramatically, but a small smile did quirk up on his lips, matching his bright red cheeks. "Fine…but we're going to figure out if he already has a family before you start adding him to the will."
"Oh, don't listen to him," you babbled to the purring cat. "He's just embarrassed. Come on kitty, let's get you something to eat."
"I'm not emb- it's the…I…" he was once again struggling for the right words. It didn't take long for him to give up and let out a breathy sigh.
"Go to bed, Honey." He blinked when you kissed him on the cheek, running your thumb lightly over the tiny scratch there. "I can handle it from here."
He thought about arguing some more, but there was no changing your mind once something was decided. Especially with the way you were lovingly staring with those giant doe eyes of yours at the little black furball purring away in your arms. Closing his eyes, he ran a tired hand down his face and wordlessly turned back to the bedroom, resigned to welcome the newest member of the family tomorrow, and he would definitely need his sleep for that.
#pro hero deku#izuku x reader#deku x reader#cats#domestic fluff#some humor#established relationship#cat burglars#just some silly nonsense#Izuku really just needs some sleep#and now a new furry companion#whether he likes it or not
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FOUR MORE DAYS UNTIL HIS RERUN‼️
I've been saving up primos and wishes for so long istg if I don't get him I'm bombing someone's house (/j)
ANYWAYS EVERYONE GET OUT YOUR ALMOND TOFU AND GOOD LUCK ON THE BANNERS NEXT WEEK!!!
#genshin impact xiao#primogems better not fail me now#I have 90 bucks and I am not afraid to use them‼️#lantern rite 2024#xiao deserves the world and i am going to give it to him#whether he likes it or not#genshin impact#(I'm desperate)
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None of the wet food offered to Tiny Tim got his attention
So I stole borrowed some chicken breast from mom's freezer and I have it boiling on the stove now
I will get this cat to eat
#mod post#cats#tiny tim the cat#i am not going to forcefeed him unless he still won't eat by tomorrow evening. then i'm gonna bust out a jumbo syringe and feed him#whether he likes it or not#or maybe. maybe he will eat this chicken#i have a can of tuna too. i will try everything#also thank u to the couple of people who suggested boiling chicken breast let's hope it helps
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@gammaragee liked my starter call
"Look, it's not that big of a deal, okay?" Eliot stubbornly wouldn't meet his dad's eyes as he rubbed (more scratched) at one arm. "I know Mom thinks I have that stress disorder, but I'm fine. Shit happened in the five years she was gone, and-- She's making a bigger deal out of this than she needs to. We- We don't need to talk about anything. It's fine." She wasn't making a big deal out of anything, she was exactly right; he did need to talk to Bruce. If either of his parents understood trauma, it was his dad, and it's not like Eliot was willing to talk to a stranger about what was going on in his head.
#{☢} eliot ross ; threads#gammaragee#closed starter#//i need bruce getting to be el's dad#whether he likes it or not
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@justiceburst asked// “eat a potato and relax.” (from mona lol)
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"But-!" Ren was about to protest. He didn't want to eat a potato or relax! However, he couldn't actually think of anything to say to oppose the not-cat's advice. He probably should eat something at least, since he hadn't eaten much of anything that day, and relaxing was usually a good idea...
"Fine, but only a small potato!"
#mona yet again looking after Ren's health#whether he likes it or not#Getting Out There (amamiya ren)#justiceburst
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Okay, so like, I'm claiming @ask-rk800-connor-dbh now. And no, you can't have him back.
#hes my new friend#whether he likes it or not#his brothers are still far more attractive#but im keeping connie
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Yeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Absolutely loved your conclusion to you latest Bughawk fic! It was absolutely brilliant and superb!
Thank youuuuu! I tried to pack as much bughawk in there as I could, while still dealing with the Garp stuff. Which is funny, because that's what Mihawk has to do from now on. XD
#I hope he knows what he signed up for#it's weird father-son bonding time#whether he likes it or not
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Hey what do you think about Lawyer Thena defending the Gangster Gil? I see this more like an enemies to lovers hahahahah🤣
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Yeah, Blondie, I'm listening," Gilgamesh responded lazily, although he knew it would just get him an eyeroll and probably one hell of a lecture. The woman really had a way with words, and the way was boring.
"What did I tell you about calling me that?"
"Uh-"
"You don't know," she supplied for him with even more bite than usual, which was already plenty. For a woman who looked as soft as an angel she was really more of a 'hell in high heels' creature. A very special brand of she-demon, Gil thought. "You don't know because you weren't listening!"
"Okay, okay, sorry," he groaned, lowering his feet from the chair across from him and looking at the lawyer just about frothing at the mouth about it. And as fun as he found it to ruffle those platinum feathers of hers, there was a limit to how much he would let her bark at him.
"I'm sorry, here I was under the impression you'd hired me to defend you," Thena scoffed, tossing down the file she'd been waving around at him onto the table. "But if you'd rather I let them convict you, then-"
"Okay, jesus christ, relax," Gilgamesh snorted, reaching for the file she'd slapped down in her huff. "It's been a long day, y'know. Am I really the first to zone out after having you yapping all day?"
She glared at him, and he was sure if he were any normal man, he'd be pissing his pants from it. "No, but if you zone out, then you don't do well on the stand. And if you don't do well, then I lose this case. And I have no intention of letting that happen."
Gilgamesh allowed his own eyeroll at her devotion to his cause. "Wow, so dedicated."
"I'm defending you after you organised a bank robbery," Thena hissed at him, lowering her voice to a whisper (as aggravated and agitated as it was).
"Hey, that's why banks have insurance," he shrugged. "And I have business with the ass hole that owns all those branches."
Thena lowered herself even closer to him, "don't confess even more crimes to me, moron!"
Gil just held his hands up and shrugged. She'd been the one to ask him to be transparent in his dealings with her.
"Unbelievable," she grumbled, leaning up and away from him and rubbing her temples. "Maybe you're right, maybe it is time for a break."
"Trial's not exactly tomorrow, Angel," he chuckled, leaning back in his chair again. "We do have time, y'know."
"A week goes by much faster than you'd think," she countered, easily ignoring every little pet name he'd thrown at her so far. "Anyone who's ever gotten up there and been found guilty, I assure you, wishes they'd spent more time preparing than they did."
"My god, you're wound tight," Gilgamesh laughed, and was indeed rewarded with another glare. "Do you even sleep at all?--or do you just plug yourself in and lean against the wall of your office?"
"Such a comedian," she replied flatly with that icy stare of hers. Shit, was she as sexy as she was annoying. She snapped the file shut. "At least look at these again while I go get us some food."
"What?"
"Food, I'll go get some," she huffed at him, circling around the desk of the conference room for her coat. "God knows we'll need the coffee."
"Where are you going?"
"Are you really in a position to make demands?" she replied flippantly. She had her coat on and was fanning her hair out again when suddenly he was beside her, grasping her wrist in his hand. She snapped it out of his grasp, shuffling a precious few inches away.
"You're not going out there alone."
"The chivalry act?" she raised a cool brow at him, but Gil was already slipping his coat on as well, meeting her scowl for scowl. "You can't just go waltzing around, you are literally a criminal on trial."
"Hey, I'm out on bail, I can go anywhere a law abiding citizen can go," he argued, tugging at the collar of his coat as he did. "And I'm not letting a lady walk around at the dead of fuckin' night by herself."
"A gentleman crime boss, are you?" she gave him that same infuriating - bordering on cute - smirk.
"I'm a criminal, Sunshine, not a pig, and I'm not letting you go alone, so stop complaining and come on," he growled, rattling the doorknob loudly for extra effect.
"Lucky me," she snarled at him on her way past, her nose in the air and her hair swinging behind her as her heels clacked on the floors.
"Unbelievable," Gil muttered as he followed her out, hurrying his steps so he could keep up with the she-demon and her high heels.
#I have long thought about#how I would do a real and true#enemies to lovers#for these two#so thank you for the opportunity#Thenamesh AU#Thenamesh Lawyer AU#let's call it#I guess I just have a thing#for badboy Gil calling her every petname he can think of#because this is his way of flirting#whether he likes it or not
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Remember that time when Eobard Thawne literally stole Ray’s heart? It was wild.
#legends of tomorrow#lot#rewatching#ray palmer#eobard thawne#there’s an eobard/ray tag on ao3#just saying#ray does attract villains#whether he likes it or not#lot season 2#reverse flash#the atom
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Literally anyone not part of the gang: How many kids do you have?
Millie’s grandpa: Biologically, emotionally, or legally?
#maurice is just about everyone’s dad now#whether he likes it or not#fnaf count the ways#ctw#fazbear frights count the ways#fnaf ctw#count the ways#fnaf au#fazbear frights#fnaf ctw au#fazbear frights au#fnaf fazbear frights#fazbear frights into the pit#ctw au#fnaf alternate universe#fnaf into the pit#fnaf incorrect quotes#incorrect fazbear frights#incorrect fnaf quotes#ctw millie’s grandpa#fnaf millie’s grandpa
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oh so comfy guy @mybelovedpeepy
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Now we’ve got whatever’s going on with Dhawan!Master(/??)Jo, it kind of makes me wonder about their thoughts on other companions.
Like Peri. That’s got to be a ‘you’re annoying as hell and I can’t help but respect you’ one.
Kamelion!Master: “I am the Master!”
Peri: “So what? I'm Perpugilliam Brown, and I can shout just as loud as you can!”
(Planet Of Fire)
Not necessarily an off-the-clock feeling relationship like with Jo, but got to be some thoughts there.
And I feel like (especially now) the Master doesn’t care about the sanctity of time - he would be fine to rescue her from her Bad Ending variant, cus eh, more interesting if she lives for the Doctor to be sad about another day etc. etc. various self-justifications.
#whether he likes it or not#there’s similarity there#adversarial friendship with the doctor#obnoxious#annoying and kinda whiny#chihuahua energy#neither wants to be here nor wants to not be here#i just feel like the master has a lot of queer(platonic??) energy#with companions
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