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faeriekit · 4 months

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#i'm very pro danny accidentally adopts a whole bunch of talons previous installments

The next day, the body was back.

The green was gone from its eyes, but the awareness wasn't; it spent about an hour watching people go around outside Danny's apartment, which was new behavior. None of the corpses that shadowed him had shown any interest in garden-variety humans before. Now it sat at the window and watched families come home from school or head to their afternoon shifts.

That went into Danny's notes.

After that hour, it taught itself to flush the toilet repeatedly, rearranged the contents of Danny's half-assed linen closet (again) and then stood hovering over the safe where Danny had stashed the ectoplasm.

"...Okay," said Danny.

The dead body croaked. It was a new sound, but there was no context for it. Danny just kind of...wrote it down and hoped for the best.

The day after, Danny woke up at a very reasonable ten forty eight in the morning to find stray corpses feeding each other spoonfuls of ectoplasm in the kitchen.

At that point he kind of had to throw out the notes on how much each one was dosed with, because what the fuck.

"Really?!" Danny shouted, spooking the bodies into fleeing behind chairs and doors and back into his closet again. The only one that didn't flee was Danny's ringmaster corpse of the hour, of course. "You really couldn't wait??"

It stuck out a withered black tongue out at the mortician, who was, really, the victim in all of this. A victim to his parents' whims and a victim to the dead people who followed him around all the time.

This was how Danny found out that, when it doubt, the corpses could just tear through solid steel if they were motivated enough. The finger-marks were so deep and so embedded that they actually looked more like rough claws in the metal.

Great.

Danny ordered a new locking cage for the fridge on Prime and darted off to work. One of his regulars was on the table, though, so Danny just ended up doing what he would have at home— sewing up a gash in its neck and reattaching dead fingers back onto dead stumps.

On the third day, in which four of Danny's frequent fliers had learned from the first how to flush the toilet (and therefore raise the water bill immensely) Danny got a ring from a dark voice he (almost) recognized.

"Is he here?"

Danny squinted, jerking the phone further under his ear as he whipped up some scrambled eggs. The dead girl leaning over his shoulder leaned a little closer to watch the egg froth up. "Is who here? Who is this?"

"This is Batman. Is— the body requisitioned from your facility currently at your place of residence?"

Danny fully let go of the whisk. It landed haphazardly in the glass bowl he'd been stirring in. "What on Earth is a Batman?" he asked, incredulous.

"I visited your workplace previously."

Oh! "Yeah, the cop's friend. I remember now." Danny pulled the whisk out of the liquid eggs and held it out to the body. The unusually animate cadaver mostly prodded the whisk wires and paid no attention to him. "No one's here but me, though. Not that it's your business...?"

"And there are no non-living bodies currently in your apartment?"

Danny ignored the flushing noise in the other room. "I don't know, dude. They practically live in the walls at this point. Don't come over unless you have a warrant."

The call ended with a click.

His omelette turned out amazing, by the way. In case you were wondering.

On the fourth day, the ectoplasm was gone, because the corpses had apparently all taught each other how to lockpick the container in the fridge.

"Okay, some of that was meant to be my dinner. No more lotion at the funeral home now, okay? Now you all can be ashy forever. I'm so serious," Danny complained to the only visible dead person in the room.

The dead person held up a cracked egg. It was probably a gesture of peace, but now there was egg on his vinyl flooring to deal with. And. It wasn't exactly all that comforting in the end.

On the fifth day, Danny awoke to the sensation of a hand jamming itself through his neck until it punched into the mattress beneath him.

Fuck.

#dp x dc #I'm very pro Danny accidentally adopts a whole bunch of talons #could absolutely be an excuse for #talon!dick #talons #faer fic #dpxdc #dcxdp #death tw #well. the funeral industry anyway #medical tw #corpse tw #dead people #dcu crossover #the original post is free to a good home but I'm just chugging along here

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saigawrites · 1 year

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Hey siri, how to take care of an aura jelly blob?

Continuation of my series | part 1 | part 2

Seelie! Genshin characters x Platonic! Gn! Reader

Sumeru men edition

Tags : fluff, crack, scenarios

Warnings : cursing, mentions of animal attack

Summary : you took home a strange creature, that looked nothing like anything from your world. So, you try to take care and somehow live with this sentient balloon.

You didn't know what had happened at all. You didn't know how and why you took home an intellectual blob with pretty colors. But, right now there is no time asking questions, as this flying circle thing has been squeaking for about 30 minutes, trying to explain you something. You came up with an idea in your mind, but for a moment thought it would be impossible. But, who knows? Maybe this creature actually has an intelligence and can write what they wanna say on a notebook?

Grabbing a empty notebook and a pencil from your workspace table, you open it and give the pencil to the creature. Shockingly, it holds it with tiny arms, and levitating themselves closer to the paper, they start to scribble something.

Wanderer ♥︎

"Filthy humanoid creature! I am the unnamed wanderer from teyvat! I know nothing about the surrounding environment around me. Tell me, where am I, so I can figure out a way to return to my homeland. And don't you dare to take advantage of my current state! I am powerful beyond your understanding, even if I'm not in my original form."

Okay, that's kinda freaky. Why is an aura balloon acting all supreme now?

When you read what he wrote, an "really?" expression set on your face. That's probably why he zapped you when you took him out of your bag.

As much as you know, there isn't a place called "teyvat" in any part of the globe. So, this thing is from another one. Great. You somehow bringed an alien into your house.

But at least, some of your questions were answered.

You found a bit funny that a floating circle with cat ears and tail was deliberately trying to boss around, though you didn't wanna get electrocuted again, so you simply followed whatever demands this alien thing could have.

Oh, his demands were BIG. No sleeping past 6 AM, doing intense research on the topic of multidimensional lapping, and long explanations about literally everything your world can offer you.

Well, you are glad that you don't have to feed him or watch after him.

That last part was a lie, as this seemingly harmless boss companion of yours was dangerously curious, and happened to cause trouble even if he was as soft as jelly.

Yeah, that time he wanted to see what type of clothes do your humans wear, he shaked that closet a little too much, as it almost fell on you.

You learned that he is surprisingly very strong after that, he even helped you put the heavy wood rectangle back in place.

Or that time you both were taking a walk in the forest, and he came too close to an aggressive tank with antlers, a 6 feet tall moose, making him react violently to you.

Gladly, the moose couldn't come any closer as your blue-purple friend somehow casted a heavy gust of wind, strong enough to push the animal away.

Your angry little jelly blob rushed to your side after that, afraid of you damaging yourself in any way. After scanning your face for any injuries and finding none, the cat blob made sure to not to stray away from you far.

Kaveh ♡

"Thank you, kind-hearted humanoid! I was so scared when I woke up in that place. Your rescue will be forever remembered by me. I am Kaveh, the architect of the sumeru city! It is an honour to be acquainted with such a peculiar creature like you! Please, help me find a way for me to get back to my planet."

First off, did he mention sumeru? The ancient city that existed centuries ago? Second off, did he call you peculiar? These balls be wildin

The warm-yellow bunny eared balloon floated around you excitedly, waiting for your response. You wanted to pet him and slap him into the void at the same time.

You got his vibe just right in your first interaction. The jelly ball acted all cute and adorable, but the clinginess of his made you progress on the aggression part in the cuteness-aggression feeling way more.

Seriously, this piss blob's ignoring of your personal space is on another level. The amount of times you had to shove him away from nuzzling all over your face and hair is overwhelming.

In his eyes, you are a majestic architectural masterpiece. He takes notes how your eyes and ears are on the same level, how your brows are exactly perfect centimeters away from your eyes. He loves your nose structure, he often stares at it to much, gaining a questioning look from you.

He is just like that with literally everything else in your apartment. He takes notes of the proportions of some objects, and in his seelie mind he finds ways to project your modern structures into his own.

Other than disturbing your piece he likes to look out the window, stare down at all of the other buildings and examine them with extreme focus.

Sometimes he even tries to make a sketch with his itty bitty hands, but fails miserably and comes crying to you, burying himself in your arms and making you pet his smooth body.

Al-haitam ♥︎

"I am Al-haitam, and I come from another world, as you probably already have guessed from our appearance differences. I thank you for taking me into a safe environment, may the archons bless your kind-soul. I ask you to fulfill my another wish, help me return back."

Who are archons? Are they some kind of deitys? Gods perhaps? You truly don't know.

His calm and reserved behavior matched his talking style. He kinda reminded you of the mystical tree, his colors and a leaf like antenna confirmed your statement further.

That's probably why you would burst out laughing whenever the green aura circle would act all smart, reading books and watching educational videos on youtube with you.

Though, after laughing your ass off, you would always think of his behavior as cute in a way. So much that you would have to hold your hands in place and resist the urge to just squeeze the life out of him.

Sometimes you couldn't hold it tough, and give in to your desires, smiling and giggling as you nuzzle this jello orb body of his.

Fighting back and eventually winning, he would aggressively bring your communication notebook and write down that your relationship is purely professional and you are disturbing his necessary research.

Making a ridicilously serious face and nodding repeatedly you would leave him alone for some time, only to come back again to lay on him and fight in the process.

Eventually he would just give up and go with the flow of your playfulness, seeing as he got exhausted of reading multiple books already.

And when you would get tired, you both would just lay there, napping peacefully as he nuzzles in your chest, listening to your heartbeat and think of how strange you are in his world perspective.

After waking up from a quick nap, he would poke you with his tiny arms and tug you to stand up to go to the library with him.

He really loved your libraries, the sight of your extremely detailed and textured bookshelfs and scriptures would make him scream like a fangirl on the inside.

He also liked your concentrated state, with your reading glasses on and gaze fixed on the letters. He would enjoy it even more when you would take notes of the subject, he's genuinely amazed of your handwriting.

Cyno ♥︎

"I am the general Mahamatra, Cyno. I thank you for saving me from the streets. I would be more than happy if you could get me back in my world, teyvat. Thanks in advance, or should I say, in later on."

What the hell was that. Was it... a joke? Okay, now is not the time to question what type of humor does this purple circle has.

Oh, but he's questioning you, looking at you with such a attentive gaze. Is he waiting for you to laugh?

Fulfilling his wishes, you chuckled from the amusement of not getting the joke at all. The blob didn't care though, as he simply jiggled in his place, proud of himself.

From that moment you discovered that this alien orb is a terrible jokester, as he would literally pull you from whatever you were doing to just check his new made ones.

And everytime you couldn't help but laugh histerically at his antics, because you wouldn't get the premise at all. All of his jokes never made sense, but were the most hilarious thing you laughed at in a while.

And he would always jiggle with pride after you laughed, bro really thought he gained a fan of his jokes💀.

One day you thought about showing him your world's perspective of humor, as you sat him up on the couch and turned on the tv with popular comedy shows.

Safe to say he would repeatedly jump from his seat, and roll on the couch from side to side, as his purple anubis ears would jiggle uncontrollably.

You took it as a sign of him liking it, and soon enough you both had a routine of watching comedy shows and gasp from laughing.

At first you thought he was just a happy go lucky guy, not realizing he can be sort of a guard dog.

Really, you only saw him being serious when he sensed something and flew to it's direction, only for it to be a racoon that he scared away with mini thunder.

Now you got why he was such a bright color of purple. Not gonna lie, you were a little scared to hold him after that, afraid he'll electrocute the shit out of you😰.

But it never happened, so you guess he's only friendly to you? Honestly, you felt kinda honored to have this status.

Tighnari ♡

"Greetings, suspectable another species of humankind. I am Tighnari, the forest ranger of the sumeru region. It is a pleasure to be in your natural environment, being able to study your world. Though, I would appreciate it if you could help me return back to sumeru. I still have a ton of things to do back there, so please, make sure to fulfill my request."

Is he some type of a scientist? "A pleasure to be in your natural environment, being able to study your world" yeah, my ass.

And he was an ass. Pain in the ass, to be exact.

He wouldn't leave you alone, wherever you would go or whenever time it was. He was always around you, floating and examining your features.

He just can't help himself, you look so strange! And everything around you looks so strange. He just has to know atleast something about the place he is in right now, what type of setting it is, how does it work, and yada yada yada...

That's what lead you to the situation you are in now, as he peeked out of your hoodie pocket, staring at all the contests of the supermarket you were in.

Even if you had told him already a thousand times that he can't go with you because he doesn't look like everybody else, he didn't listen and sneaked inside your clothes, successfully getting out of the house with you.

You desperately tried to cover his enormous ears with your hands, stuffing him further inside the pocket only for him to pop out from the other side. What a nosy aura blob.

It would get even worse when he would fly out to scan some object like salty pickles, thinking of it as peculiar, when in reality the only thing that's peculiar was him.

He would closely watch whenever you would put something in the cart, taking notes on how you hold the product and how you place it inside the metal structure.

He especially got very freaky about your world's greenery, demanding you to go out with him into a park, a nearby forest or literally anywhere where there is some type of plants.

You instead decided to take him into a local botanical garden, and when I say he went crazy, he went crazy.

Stopping every 3 minutes to find a new plant and examine it for about 20 minutes you and him spent the whole day in that garden.

He would poke your shoulder to it being numb, asking you to explain or tell what kind of plant it is, where does it grow, how does it grow, can we take it home, all that nerdy shit.

You did end up taking some small house plants afterwards, due to his unstoppable crying and squeaking, like a child wanting their parent to buy candy in the store.

He then made sure to always bug you to take care of the plant, saying that he is "incapable" of doing so himself. What a troublesome circle.

Oof, this ones LONG. And I'm proud of it😜. Genuinely hope you enjoy this, cuz I spent an eternity writing this😭.

Tag : @vault-of-reblogs

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lumiinix · 1 year

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Hey, Pardon for the Intrusion and sudden ask but is the request close? If yes, you can delete this ask and message me but if not. I appreciate it a lot

Could you make a headcanon of Suna, Osamu, Oikawa and Iwaizumi with Silent and Mean but secretly caring S/O (Like Raven from Teen Titans. S/O is snarky, sarcastic, dark and grounchy but secretly gentle to kids, their boyfriend and animals).

Haikyuu boys with a secretly caring S/O.

Pairing(s): Suna, Osamu, Oikawa x gn!reader.

Summary: To others, you are snarky, sarcastic and dark, but to him. You’re someone else.

Warning(s): None

A/N: Hey there, sorry but I only take 3 characters so I will only take the first 3 characters you choose. Other than that, enjoy!

Suna:

He’s your classmate and the two of you actually sit next to eachother.

He saw how people fear you and avoid you and honestly, he kinda did the same for a while.

That is until he saw you stay behind and feed the stray kittens that had just lost their mothers. He was just sneaking away from the Miya twins when he saw you playing and feeding them. There’s a box that have little blankets on them and milk and food around it.

And there was you, your annoyed and gloomy expression change into a much softer one as you play with the kittens, and did he even heard a giggle from you??

He was about to dip out when you caught him, your expression changed into a sort of flustered but still scary one. Clearly trying to intimidate him.

But he isn’t scared anymore, he knows your secret now and he began to teased you about how you’ve gone soft for kittens, which flustered you very much. And the rest is history.

When you two started to date, your favorite activity is to wait for him to finish volleyball practice and then the two of you to go to where the kittens are.

He values this so much as it lets him see a very different you compared to the you everyone else sees.

And boy does he feels special when you suddenly become soft for him, kissing him and holding hands after literally roast the shit out of a guy for breathing wrong-

Osamu:

The first time he meet you is when Kita told ordered him to save Atsumu’s ass from you-

He reluctantly went there when he saw you just verbally bullied the piss haired Miya, and honestly, he’s impressed.

Like it’s not everyday you get to see someone more brutal than Miya Atsumu.

When you saw him tho, you were about to verbally insult him too bc you thought he was with his twin. And he notices this.

So what does he do? He also started to verbally assault Atsumu to show you that he’s on your side and it honestly becomes fun as the both of you just straight up roast the other Miya. And the two of you begin to bond after this encounter.

Yeah Kita did not like that-

When you two started dating, it was Atsumu’s worst nightmare when the two of you were together. Like he literally cower in fear when you started to walk into the room.

And to add salt to the injury, you would become very soft to Osamu, making him bentos and such and acting like a genuinely sweet person. Which freaks Atsumu out even more.

He would love to call that out but didn’t dare to ask you both will verbally assaulted him more.

Kita is now very pleased about the fact that your present cause less fight between the twins, he even personally request you to be in their practices.

Oikawa

Nah yah gotta be childhood friends or smt cause anything besides that you’ll both just hated eachother’s guts for sure.

Like as your childhood friend, he will really hold a grasp on your true soft self and why you always have that mean and dark facade.

And you would know his facade too. A very mutual understanding.

So that’s why you both work so well with eachother…Is what close enough people like Iwaizumi would say.

The rest of the world, they still can’t get a grasp on how the fuck are you two together in the first place, much less together for years.

The volleyball team thought that you’ll be another Iwaizumi until they saw you softly comforting Oikawa when he ran into your arms after he got hit by Iwaizumi.

Yahaba tried to get to your soft side to only to be roast into crips. He took a while to recover from that.

Oikawa’s fangirls hated you because they thought of you as “too mean” but never actually have the balls to do anything about that.

Takeru lowkey loves you since you were soft with kids, it actually makes Oikawa a little jealous tbh, because he thought that he’s the only one that can see it. Let’s just say it took you a lot of milk bread and kisses for him to stop pouting (what a baby).

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

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harrysmimi · 1 year

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Grocery Shopping

Synopsis: Harry and YN being domestic

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"Look at him!" YN cooed, watching their new kitten walk out of his carrier.

"He seems a bit hesitant." Harry pointed out.

"He'll get used to it." YN shrugged. It was just today that they got to go pick up their little fur baby. It was love at first sight case with YN and the kitten as he wouldn't leave her. Even now he was waddling upto her. "Look at his little bum!" YN laughed watching his tail up as he walked upto her making Harry giggle as well.

"He's quite fond of you, isn't he?" Harry said, "I don't blame him though."

Harry teased her how men would hit on her randomly, whether it's at the grocery shop or at her cafe. Or even her Turkish neighbour. He didn't mind it because, one, he trusts her and two, it pisses her off and he finds her very adorable with her puffy angry face.

YN was lied om the floor om their bedroom as the kitten approached her, climbing onto her stomach he made his way to her chest lied down and curled up to a ball purring the loudest. "I'm gonna cry. Harry!" She whisper screamed making her Fiancé laugh.

"Why do I think he's gonna steal you from me?" He lied down next to her petting the small animal with his pointer finger.

"Probably the only man I'm gonna gush over after you." She commented, her eyes teary. "I've always wanted a kitten, thank you for agreeing to get one Haz!"

"Awh, love!" He snuggled his nose in her hair. "He's very adorable!"

"He is!" She cooed. "I wanna give him a house tour but I don't wanna get up and ruin his sleep!" And she sobbed quietly.

"Okay... You're gonna cry all day, aren't you?" He found her very adorable in that moment, "aren't you going be up for lunch?"

"I can't. I am now obliged to stay here."

"Yeah? Mr. McKitty have you obliged to stay on the ground as his royal highness naps away?" He poked fun at her.

"Oh for god sake we're not naming him McKitty!" YN rolled her eyes.

"Why? It goes with McFish, doesn't it?" He teased.

"Leave us alone!" She whined crying, "you're just going to poke fun at me all day."

"You're going to forget me for another boy? I see how it is now." His faux offence had her giggling. "All jokes aside, do you have a name for him?"

"Oh, I kinda wanna name him Loki!"

"Loki?" He looked at her confusedly, "I thought you'd say Eros or Star Fox!"

"No, I wanted a cat named Loki since the first Thor movie came out." YN explained. Watching the cat get off her and plop down on the cold floor on the soave in between her and Harry. He was already playing when they went to go pick him up and had tired himself up so he was napping now, comfortably enough. "My dad didn't wanted pets at home so I never got one. Though, I used to sneak in stray cats and feed them all the time."

"You have one now." He was admiring the little feline too.

The little kitten was asleep curled up in a ball with his tail tucked under his bum, paws all tucked in under his chin. With his baby pink nose on display. He was the one they ended up picking because the kitten took liking towards both them, he seem weirdly comfortable enough already to nap on the floor in middle of the room.

"He looks like you." YN spoke after a second of complete silence.

"How so?"

"He's got green eyes and pink nose." YN went onto to point out the features. "...and he's white."

He laughed adding, "I must have forgotten giving birth to him."

"You're weird sometimes."

He giggled. "Do you want to name him Loki?"

"He's yours too, Harry, do you have any suggestions?"

"I quite like the name." He said, "it suits him for some reason. I believe anytime he'd ask us to Kneel in front of him." YN laughed at that, though she sensed a but coming up.

"But..." He raised up his pointer finger in air, "he looks like a Milo to me. I don't know, he just does."

YN looked at the kitten plopped on his tummy with his back paws played out out a bunny, napping away on the cold floor. He does look like a Milo to her too now that Harry has pointed it out.

"Yeah!" She sighed, "we can name him Milo and we can get one more and name him Loki!"

"Baby, we just got him." He sighed, "in two years or so, yeah?"

"Maybe in next Six months?" She negotiated.

"Two years."

"Eight months?"

"A year and half..."

"Ten months and two days?" That made him chuckle.

"A year." He made a deal.

"Deal!" She agreed.

Milo Styles was officially part of their family now!

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Next day, Milo was settling in quite well. He used his litter box twice but had an accident this morning which is fine. He's a wee little baby he'll learn. He slept in his carrier all night which had a blanket Harry bought for him and a toy which his previous gave them. He already knew a few tricks, like to roll over and fetch.

He keeps trying to trip Harry over for some reason since this morning, having YN fangirl over everything he does. She had him placed in the pocket of her robe as he napped and she prepared for breakfast with her Fiancé.

"Baby we need to go grocery shopping." Harry announced closing the fridge door getting out the last carton of eggs.

"We can go after breakfast?" She suggested.

"Mhmm." He agreed.

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Later that day YN and Harry headed to the grocery store, but YN realised they forgot the reusable bags so she ran upstairs quickly to fetch them whilst he got his car out front.

"Hello YN." Deniz, YN's neighbour greeted her by the lift as she was waiting for it with reusable grocery bags in her hands. She was responding to Brielle complaining about how fucking messed up faux contractions are over the trio's group chat. Her choice of memes to describe her misery had YN giggling.

"Hi." She smiled politely.

"How have you been, haven't seen you around that much?"

"Oh I was away for the weekend and work's been a little hectic." She explained, "I got engaged, so I'm really good. How about you? Your roommate said a couple of weeks ago that you went back home when I went to return your plate." Just when she finished her talk the lift door ding open, both of them got in to go the basement parking.

"Yeah, my grandmother was sick so I had to go visit. She passed." The blue eyed man shared. "I'm coping quite well since yesterday."

"Oh no, I'm so sorry to hear that!" YN cooed, "how is your family doing then?"

"They're doing fine." He shared and in no time they were in basement. YN waved him bye before jogging her way to her Fiancé.

"Was that Deniz?" Harry asked, "haven't seen him around."

"Yeah, remember his roommate said that he was visiting his parents in Turkey? He said his grandmother was sick and she passed." YN shared.

"Awh! That's sad." Harry cooed. He pulled out of parking lot and drove to the grocery store.

"Do you have the list?" YN asked peeping into Harry phone. He had the list pulled up on the notes app with the things they needed to get this week.

"Mhmm, we can start with the fruit and veggie aisle?"

"I say we start with the snack aisle and go to veggies last." She smiled cheekily, "we don't want veggies to go bad whilst we walk around, do we?"

"Cheeky! Come on." He followed her as she pushed the trolley with her.

"One more bag! It's different flavour!" She whined for another family pack of Lays chips.

"Baby remember you can't eat processed food?" He reminded, "you get the blue packet or the yellow one."

"But it's Indian Masala Harry, you can't handle that!"

"I don't eat that anyway love." He shrugged.

"You're annoying." She huffed and switched out the packets and walked ahead of him. "No, no, no, no we gotta eat healthy!"

"These are protein bars."

"No, no, no put tem back. Put them back." She shook her head. He just held back his laugh and snuck in a few in the trolley anyway. He makes sure she has one on herself all the time as she sometimes get's too distracted at work that she somehow forgets to eat.

Both of them mostly had fun at the grocery store, weird but it was true. No one spots him at the store or they just don't care enough. But he saw a trio of his fans at the store taking a few sneaky pictures of him. He asked YN to split up so they can wind up early before a potential mod of his fans gather by the store if those people post the update in that moment. It was a weekend.

He picked out a few fruits whilst YN was just six feet away from him picking up veggies. She cooks most of the time or is incharge of everything, Harry can only make simple pasta dishes. But he is learning, okay!

Last night he made lasagna for dinner in his own!

YN always wondered how he ate properly and healthy food when he couldn't cook anything but pasta. She seems to forget he's (or used to be) on tour most of the time and he's actually rich as hell and heaven that he had hired personal chef coming up to his place to prepare his meals, or he just popped at his mum's or sister's. He's been humbled since he met her, he said.

"Hello love." YN was approached by a man, she glanced at him briefly being spooked for a second. Chose to ignore the man. "I needed help picking from these big aubergines." He was stood merely five inches away from her. Same about her height just a little taller and bulkier build enough have her intimidated and disgusted.

Ew!

EW!

"I don't know if I can help, sorry." YN walked a few steps away from him, picking up Tomatoes and bagging them. She looked over her shoulder to look for Harry who had his back facing her picking out the most perfect looking apples he could. He's been wanting to make a fruit salad for the longest. But that man made her really uncomfortable there. He stood next to her picking up carrots and cucumbers, seeing that he actually tried to touch her hand picking a carrot next to the tomato she was reaching for. She felt his gaze burning into her skin.

Not wanting to tell him off like she did once ages ago and almost got herself hurt, she hurried up with what she was doing so she could go fetch her Fiancé to accompany her. With her hands full of little bags of veggies she went back to Harry not knowing what to do.

"Harry!" She plopped the bags in the trolley and stood close to him, holding onto his arm.

"You alright, darling?" He enquired seeing her so anxious out of nowhere.

"Don't look, but that man there really made me uncomfortable." She shared whispering, "we still need to get onions and potatoes for your soup that you wanted to make tonight, he's stood right there." But he looked over and spotted the man stood there.

"Did he tried to do something?"

"He tried to touch my hand, but let's just not make a scene get our stuff and leave, please?" She requested knowing he would make a complain to have the man thrown out of the store.

YN wouldn't mind that but she goes to the same store even when Harry is not home. Once she almost got herself (god forbid) abducted from the parking lot when she politely declined to help a man load his car with groceries. It was back when she had just moved with Brielle and her mum, making a short trip after classes to get some stuff make something to surprise her friend for her birthday.

"Okay," Harry nodded and walked with her to the aisle and picked up everything they needed from that section. "Baked goods!"

"We passed it two times!" She whined, already tired of walking. He walked behind her close by.

"We're almost done here." He announced, "do you want to get icecream on the way home?"

"Oh yeah!" She nodded. "Oh I also need pads and stuff."

"Already got 'em." He had her caged in between the shopping cart and him, his hands rested on the handle bar on either sides on her as they walked. She read him the list and checked things off as he placed each item in the cart.

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In the car park, loading the boot with their grocery YN heard Harry sigh.

"What?" She asked.

"Don't look behind, there are people taking pictures of us."

"Oh!" She sounded nervously, almost dropping the egg carton but he caught it.

"Careful, baby." He giggled, "it's ok—" he was interrupted by someone tugging at the hem of his shirt.

It was a little eight year old girl. She looked nervous het happy as she looked up at Harry with her big brown eyes. "Hi Harry!"

"Hello love." Harry greeted her.

"I, I am here with my Mummy. Can you please sign this for me?" She held out her Hello Kitty diary and unicorn pen towards him. She also had a unicorn bag pack. Harry looked at the direction she pointed out, two cars away was stood her mother.

"Sure," Harry crouched to match her height, "what's your name?"

"Ellie." She announced, "I love your music. Mummy took me to see you last time."

"Yeah?" Harry sounded in amusement, "did you had fun? Was I a good performer?"

"Mhmm, I really love Adore You, it's my favourite song. Especially the fishie!" She held out a hand, her thumb and forefinger held close to one another to show how little she thinks the fish in the music video is.

"You love fishes, huh? It's my favourite too. We've got a fish too, haven't we YN?" He was still busy writing a note to her.

"Yeah!" YN nodded.

"Thank you!" Ellie smiled taking back her diary and pen from Harry.

"Can I give you a hug?" Harry asked.

"Yes!" Ellie launched herself at him with a bear hug, he hugged her back. The little girl proceeded to give YN a brief hug too before she was running off to her mother waving bye to Harry.

"She was cute!" Harry cooed.

It warmed YN's heart to see him interact with babies and little kids. She haven't yet gotten over the time of Brielle's baby shower day when both of them hung put with her little nephew all day. The boy was very much infatuated by Harry but he still preferred YN more. She can only imagine how he'd be with their own little one.

"What you thinking about, darling?" Harry caught her attention when he shut the back door of the car closed.

"Nothing." YN shook her head, "I'd say we go on an impromptu picnic but we have to put the produce away in the fridge."

"Hmm, we can do that." He agreed, went to open the passenger side door for her. "We can go tomorrow, yeah?"

"Okay." YN got in the car, mumbling a little thank you to him.

"Also, we need to put together a decoration set up. I'll let you pick that 'cause I picked the venue." He shared once he was in driver's seat.

"Oh, how kind of you, sir!" YN gasped in faux surprise.

"We can make a Pinterest board." He suggested, earning an excited laugh from her. He drove back home readying himself to drown in deep waters of what pinterest is.

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N O T E :

This is just a filler chapter, plus introduction to His Royal Highness Milo YLN-Styles, brother of His Royal Highness McFish.

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faust-the-enjoyer · 7 months

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A Moment of Joy.

Warnings: gn!reader, reader and Keegan have a kid, kid's nickname is "Charlie", the kid is 7, sfw but minors dni, domestic bliss, fluff.

You're crouched next to your child, looking at her in awe as she looks at the birdfeeder you just filled, and at the same time, Keegan's got a camera recording the both of you, talking in the background. "Charlie, what do you see?", he asks his kid, "Birds!", Charlie points at the birdfeeder, a big smile on her face, the same reflected on you and Keegan's face. The birds gather around the posted birdfeeder, their chirps filling up the ears of all three of you as Keegan turns the camera towards them, sunlight beams coming through some clouds in the sky in the background, then after, turns towards you and Charlie. "Are they happy? They sound happy.", she asks you, hearing the birds singing, and seeing them eat away on the house-shaped birdfeeder, "Yes! They're getting food, so they're no longer hungry.", you reassure her, "Are they gonna travel with their friends?", she asks you innocently, "No actually, these types of birds don't usually travel far away with their friends!", you tell her, "Do you know what type of bird they are, pumpkin?", Keegan chimes in, curious, as you and Charlie spent so much time in the backyard, so maybe the kid knows some bird names now?

"Uhm, they're red? I don't know daddy.", she laughs, you read so many animal books to her, it would be surprising if she didn't know some bird species, "No baby,", he laughs, "bird colours are different than their types, see this one is red, it's called a Cardinal.", "Oh.", Charlie says, "Yeah, these little birdies usually come to people's backyards.", you tell her, you three watched the birds come and go in your backyard through your windows, but never up this close, that's why you and Keegan installed the birdfeeder, so you can all take a better look at the birds, you were sure Charlie would love it, as she loves animals.

"I wanna draw them!", she says excitedly, "Alright, want me to get you your painting stuff?", you ask her, you two have taught her to have good manners, so what she's supposed to say is- "Yes please!", you stand up, Keegan pointing the camera at you then back at his daughter once you disappear inside the house, "Will they be cold in the winter?", she asks, pouting, she's always had a big heart for animals, asking you to help her put water for some stray cats outside during the summer heat, or having Keegan help her clean up her windows so that the birds can lay their nest on it, "Well sweetheart, as long as we keep feeding them, they'll stay warm in the winter, that's how we can help 'em.", he tells her, and you emerge from the door again, walking towards the two, a pencil case and a small sketchbook in your hands. Keegan turns the camera off, having decided he recorded enough memories for the weekend.

You handed her the book and pencil case, pointing to a wooden table with four seats for her to sit on, it's close to the birdfeeder so she can see the birds quite well from there. You all sit down, seeing her open the pencil case fast, the zipper getting stuck for a minute, making both you and Keegan laugh sweetly. She takes her pencils out and opens the sketchbook, flipping through her older animal drawings, and one cute and simple sketch of you and Keegan as stick figures, until she finds a new, clean page on her sketchbook.

You look over at Keegan as she starts drawing, smiling with content at him as he looks back at you, his hand reaching yours on the table, holding it, gently squeezing it, "What should we make for dinner tonight, Sweetie?", you ask him, "How 'bout some beef stew? Does that sound good?", you nod yes, and after a few minutes of discussing dinner, your daughter calls out to the both of you, "Done!", she shows you the picture she painted; cute, fat, round little red birds with hints of black on them, "Good job Charlie! I like the details you put.", he points at the black parts of the bird, although the shapes are quite messy, it's expected from a child. "They're so cute, Sweetheart!", you chime in, and she smiles, smiles widely, and jumps up from her chair while giggling, coming to hug the both of you.

-(divider by vase-of-lilies)!

#cod x reader #my writing #keegan p russ #cod keegan #keegan p russ x reader #keegan russ x reader #keegan russ

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maxattax · 7 months

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Black Cat

Ectoberhaunt Day 3: Black Cat

CW: Description of neglected animal

Summary: Sam makes friends with a black cat. He does her a favor in return.

Sam’s heart broke the first time she saw the stray black cat wandering her neighborhood. He was clearly malnourished, his bony hips jutting out of his side and his skin stretched over the bones. No animal deserved to live like that. As soon as she saw him, she knew she needed to help.

Sam saw the cat again the next day. She clicked her tongue to get his attention. The cat’s ears rotated towards her. He turned and met her gaze. She peeled open a can of cat food and placed it on the ground in front of her, then took several steps back and waited.

The cat’s head tilted in curiosity. He stepped forward, hesitant at first, then eagerly when he smelled the food. The cat circled the can, nose twitching as he sniffed it. He apparently deemed it safe and started to ravenously scarf down the food. Sam watched, tears in her eyes, glad that she was able to provide what may be the first decent meal he’s ever had.

For the next couple weeks, they’d follow the same routine. Sam would come home from school and put out a can of cat food, and the cat would come out and eat. After two days, Sam decided to name him Shadow, after the main character of a book she had recently read. After a week, Shadow allowed Sam to come close enough to pet him. After two, he was coming to her for pets.

“You’re looking much better now,” Sam told Shadow as he rolled on his back, begging for attention. His figure was starting to fill out, and he didn’t look nearly as bony as he had when they first met. His jet black fur was sleek and shiny, rather than patchy and dull as it was before. “And you’re much more social, too,” she continued. “Seems like a pretty comfy life you have now, being out in nature all the time and getting expensive canned food. I wonder what it’d be like to be you.”

Shadow said, “Mreow?” He kicked one of his front paws into the air. Sam laughed and stroked his fuzzy belly.

“Yeah,” she responded as if she’d understood him. “You seem happy, anyway. Must be nice.”

“Mreeow,” Shadow agreed. He took Sam’s hand in his front paws and forcefully rubbed it on his face.

The next day was Saturday, so Sam slept in, curled up on her enormous four-poster bed. When she finally awoke, she stretched across the bed, her tail vibrating in the air. Wait - tail? Sam scampered across the room and into the bathroom. The furniture towered over her. She jumped onto the counter and looked in the mirror.

A black cat stared back. Sam tilted her head in confusion, and the cat in the mirror did the same. Oh my gosh, she realized; she turned into a cat! Sam dashed to the front door, but found it closed. The doorknob was so high up! If she stood on her hind legs, she could just barely reach it…

Stomp stomp stomp! A giant came barreling towards her. “Shoo! How did you get in here? I don’t know why Samantha insists on feeding those strays.” Sam looked up to see her mother tearing across the foyer. As soon as she opened the door, Sam bolted into the yard. The door closed behind her.

So, Sam was a cat. Now what? She laid in the grass and took a deep, calming breath. Her sense of smell was so much better than a human’s. She could smell the freshly cut grass beneath her, the musk of several cats who had walked past her yard, and the neighbors grilling burgers out on their patio. Sam’s mouth watered. No, burgers were meat, she’d never eat a dead animal! But cats would. Sam may be a cat now, but she drew the line at eating meat.

Sam stalked across the yard to the sidewalk. Her paws made a gentle pat-pat-pat sound in the grass. Birds sang overhead, and the grass rippled in the wind. The neighbors chatted, the bugs skittered, the neighborhood cats meowed. It was sensory overload!

Sam’s legs jittered as energy coursed through her body. A squirrel chittered in a nearby tree. Before Sam even knew what she was doing, she took off like a rocket and scrambled up the tree. The squirrel, of course, was terrified and dashed down the other side of the trunk. Sam was horrified with herself; she felt guilty for scaring that poor squirrel.

Still full of energy, Sam jumped out of the tree and ran in circles, chasing nothing. The dirt was soft under her paws, and the wind blew her ears back as she ran. It felt so freeing to just run, as fast as she could, not going anywhere in particular.

Sam was out of control. Her cat mind was following its every whim, and she was going to end up hurting another animal, she just knew it. She resolved to find Shadow and figure out what was going on. She turned into a black cat, after all, and he was the only other black cat she knew.

It wasn’t hard to find him. His scent was stronger than all the others, due to his habit of coming by every day. She sniffed the sidewalk, recognizing his scent through some kind of feline instinct, and followed the trail. It led her away from home, down the road, and into a nearby park.

Shadow was curled up on a bench, snoozing peacefully. Sam jumped up onto the bench and poked Shadow with her paw. His eyes opened slowly as he woke up.

“Hi Sam,” said Shadow. Well, what he actually said was “meow”, but Sam knew what he meant.

“Hi Shadow. You may have noticed I’m a cat now. Do you know why?” Sam asked.

“Well, you’ve been so kind to me, and you were curious what it would be like to be a cat. So I helped you become one of us.”

“Are you a magic cat?” Sam asked, confused.

Shadow laughed, or got as close as a cat can to laughing. “We’re all a little magic,” he said mysteriously.

“Well, how do I turn back?” Sam pawed at the metal bench nervously.

“Why would you want to?” Shadow didn’t seem to understand.

“I’ve got a life, I’ve got friends, and I’ve got responsibilities. Plus, consider this: I need thumbs to open cans of cat food,” she pointed out.

Shadow let out a long, mournful meow. “You make a good point.” He jumped down from the bench and paced around it. “When you wake tomorrow, you’ll be human again. And I expect more of that good canned food. The tuna is my favorite.” Shadow winked.

The next day, Sam sat on her lawn, very much human now, waiting for Shadow to arrive. She opened a can of food and set it on the ground beside her. Right on cue, Shadow came running.

After he had eaten his food, Sam stoked his silky fur. “Thanks for yesterday,” she said. “I had fun.”

Shadow meowed in response. Sam couldn’t be sure, but she thought he said, “You’re welcome.”

#Danny Phantom #ectoberhaunt23 #EH science #day 3 #black cat #cw animal neglect #my writing

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soapiemomorphine · 1 year

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2012 Tmnt yakuza au cont, ‘,;)

The first is here,

Aftermath

So don and raph realized they kinda fucked up whoops

With Casey and Mona’s help they make a pizza and cake as an apology

“ Look Mikey” Raph twiltled with his thumbs in a nervous gesture as he shifts from foot to foot, “ I can’t take back what I said,”

“Or what we haven’t said,” Donnie’s face is red stained with tears and his eyes shine with unshed tears

“But we’re sorry,” Ralph’s voice breaks under the weight of guilt, “ and you deserve better than a couple of bums for brothers”

“And I’m so sorry that you didn’t see what you were going through because of my own dumb-dumb brain, of course you were going though the same grief and I am so sorry that I’m a terrible older brother-,” Donnie’s breathes come out shaken as he hiccups and sniffles.

But he’s stopped by Raph and Donnie nearly being knocked over with the speed Mikey had tackled them into a tight bear hug.

“ I know” Mikey sniffles into Ralph’s shoulder, “ I know”

And for the third time, Raph just breaks down.

He tries to silence what’s starts as small trails of tears down his cheeks but it’s hard with Donnie’s chocked wails and Mikey openly sobbing.

Raph joins them as they huddle each other, for the first time im since they were 15, they were just scared little kids with only themselves for comfort.

It’s impossible to say how long they stayed on the floor- a minute? 10 minutes? An hour? Because they hugged each other for as long as they could, until there were no tears left to cry, until there wasn’t enough water in their bodies, until what felt like eternity.

After that they all went to therapy!

Now they are quite literally closer than ever

They have almost all meals together, except for the dates Mona and Raph, and Donnie and Casey have

They were close before when they were younger; but that was in a sibling way; they way you are close with ur siblings when you are both young and forced to be in the same house; you fight each other and annoy each other but you still love each other at the end of the day

But now it’s different; they are close in the way veterans are close, they share the same trauma and the same grief and now they willingly spend the rest of their days together

And they were planning to spend it like retired veterans lol; no jobs rlly, cooking nice meals that take hours, finding new calming hobbies,(knitting, piano, baking, playing cards, all that old ppl shit lmao)going to the park, volunteering at animal shelters, feeding strays

Old domestic shit

But remember when raph in his grief was beating up yakuza members?

Yeah those bitches don’t forget easily

Whoopsie, the hamato fam is now on a gangs hitlist what else is new?

Some of the members who got their asses sorely kicked by raph wanna become his disciple

Raph doesn’t give two shits ab them

“BOSS!” “Get tf off my porch before I kick ur ass-again”

Mikey sees them, and is all, “Raph don’t be meeeaaannn!”

He feed the teenagers

When the yakuza tries to beat the hamato family’s asses

They failed severely

The punk teenagers in the area then start to look up to the hamato family

However, raph and Mona are unapproachable, Donnie is impossible to find, Casey doesn’t speak Japanese; so the one all the wannabe gangsters approach is Mikey lol

Gangsters aren’t the only ones who look up to the hamatos

Families that ever are in trouble with other yakuza are all like; “🥺 mikey-san, these men are beating up my sons and asking for money,”

And much like in The Godfather and in Goncharov they became know as a family that can do favors for good people

And the local punk teenagers began to treat Mikey like their boss

And that’s how the Hamato family-completely on accident- became a yakuza gang! 🥳

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suspiciouslackofclowns · 2 years

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Giving something a name is the hallmark of becoming attached, and Steve knew he had a reason to proceed with caution when Billy brought “Miss Whiskers” in off of the street. When he said that he was just going to clean her up, that he’d try to re-home her once she was in better shape.

Every bone in Steve’s body was against the idea when he saw the sickly little kitten for the first time. He’s always considered himself an animal lover, though he’s more partial to dogs than anything else, so that’s not the reason for his wariness.

Steve knows that Billy is a cat person. He also knows that his boyfriend, bless his heart, loves so fiercely and without abandon that sometimes he winds up hurting himself in the process.

So, yes, Steve approaches the situation with a great deal of caution.

The first day is fine. The two men spend the afternoon hovering over the kitten, bathing her and checking for fleas. Cleaning her face and feeding her ever so carefully with a syringe full of goat’s milk, which they learned is a safe substitute for kittens to drink after some research.

Miss Whiskers, aptly named for her long, scraggly whiskers, is clean and cozy on her first night in their apartment.

Deathly thin, but still. She’s purring and Billy looks so happy swaddling her in a fluffy blanket, so Steve is content. He starts to consider how to go about training Whiskers to not scratch the furniture in the future. Thinks about buying a litter box and scheduling for her to get her shots at the vet, just because he can never say no to Billy. Especially not when he gets so excited.

But Billy also has abandonment issues. It occurs to Steve that maybe he should really learn to say no to his boyfriend more often, even when it feels like the wrong thing to do.

The second day is spent in grief.

Something vicious stabs at Steve’s soul when he and Billy are sat on the back porch, looking out at the grass as the wind gently swishes the blades together. Neither of them acknowledge the fresh patch of upturned dirt near the base of the wall at the other end of the yard.

“I’m sorry, Billy,” Steve coos. He reaches around the blond’s shoulders and gently draws him into an embrace. “You gave her a good last day. She got so many pets and kisses that she wouldn’t have gotten without you.”

The blond sniffles. His shoulders shake with it, and his tired eyes are red and still streaming with tears when Steve looks at him.

He’s never seen him cry like this before.

“She didn’t deserve to die,” Billy rasps.

“I know, love.”

“She wasn’t even… here for that long.” Billy squeezes his eyes shut and leans into Steve’s shoulder. “She was so little, Stevie. She didn’t get to enjoy her life at all.”

He tightens his fist in Steve’s shirt, and the brunet wraps him up in a tight hug. Shushes him and rocks him back and forth as the sobs rattle out of him, broken and raspy.

“At least she had someone love her before she moved on, right? I’ve never seen someone fall in love with a kitten so fast.”

That earns a sad laugh.

“Yeah.”

“Whiskers is a lucky girl, if you ask me.” Steve cards his fingers into Billy’s hair. “You would’ve made her the happiest cat who ever lived, baby. Today just wasn’t her day.”

Billy’s breath hitches and he grips Steve tighter. They sit there for a while, just until Billy has calmed down enough to relax his hold and regulate his breathing again.

Steve takes him out for a burger and a milkshake that evening, and smiles when the blond insists on sitting beside him in the booth.

They’re inseparable for the rest of the night. Even after they’ve gone to bed, Billy is tucked into Steve’s chest, arms and legs wrapped around him like a koala. And maybe it’s a lapse in judgment that causes the brunet to have these thoughts, but…

He’s pretty sure they’re going to spend their next night off combing the streets for strays to keep.

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #tw death #tw pet death #tw grief #hurt/comfort #fluff and angst #sorry to do this to y’all #but this just happened to me and this is how I cope #crying so hard rn that my brain is on fire #ficlet #drabble #Billy’s a cat person you can’t change my mind #my writing

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what pets do you think steddie would own... i would like your thoughts

oh my god you have no idea how much i've thought about this it's actually insane. i find it so interesting wondering what the fuck steve was doing between christmas 1983 and halloween 1984 specifically because his only friend was his girlfriend and bc of that i think he had an ABUNDANCE of both time and care to give and a fuck off big house with enough space to do whatever he wanted theoretically. i DON'T think he was the kind to grow up with pets or anything and he has absolutely no clue what to do with any animal but he has this natural affinity for them and they're obsessed with him like a disney princess so it would infuriatingly work out. and these facts combined with my own small town knowledge that there WILL be stray cat colonies all over hawkins and he would be stressed out of his MIND post-s2 demodogs if he saw a cat just on the street post-mews i think he'd just start taking home any stray he can on impulse and feeding the ones that he can't. and he like stresses himself out and is like i'll just look after them until the snow melts :) and then the snow melts and he's like well it's going to get too hot for their little feet :) so he initially just names them after where he finds them to not get attached or anything which is how they end up with names like Parking Lot and Wheat Farm and Road. "that's Becca's House" "that girl u dated? u found it outside her house?" "not exactly" (she had let him outside when steve was dropping her off and he just went oh well that's no good :) let's get you home buddy)

also i have this really specific image in my mind of him having the gang over and he's like Hold on i need to feed the cats and theyre like ? what and he walks to the kitchen and whistles and like 7 cats scramble out of all corners of the mcmansion and mow him down. BUT it's just a very sweet idea to me in general for him to fill the space of a very empty house with an insane amount of cats it gives me the fuzzies. also he one HUNDRED percent has a cat named munson and its literally just like "you named a cat after me?" "NO. idiot. her name is trailer park munson cat i found her under your house last year" "we didn't know each other last year" "uh yyyeah i know 🙄"

so anyway yeah. i don't think he's a dog person bc they're a bit higher maintenance + i actually have a hc that the whole gang are a bit weary of anything above a medium sized dog post-demodogs as well so if he had a dog it'd be like a super tiny little purse thing. i don't think eddie would have any pets either but i think he'd be obsessed with the cats but i could see him having like a massive german shepherd or something. eddie is a hamster anyway. ive seen ppl have eddie own a snake a few times which is a cute idea but i also think of the two steve is actually the more likely if not for the comedy potential alone of eddie being SUPER squeamish and shrieky and steve being like awww cmon babe she's just a little corn snake and eddies like shaking and crying (metaphorically) and steve thinks they're SO cute which scares everyone deeply and eddie tries VERY hard to not throw up and pass out when steve's like cooing at his massive burmese python or whatever

#asks #steve snake agenda starting cuz he babysits dustin's new gecko or whatever the hell and becomes a little obsessed #plus i totally think he'd be into like the meticulous care aspects plus they need a lot of space and are EXPENSIVE #could see him dedicating like half his room to 3 different snake tanks or whatever #last time i talked abt this was on the tail of a daemon au discussion.... i love that one where eddies daemon is a coral snake i think ?#or whatever the non venomous one is but she looked like the venomous one AUGH the metaphors...#sts #credits 2 misty who came up with beccas house which makes me CRY to this day #he just so totally would steal someone's cat . like winston from new girl

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casspurrjoybell-20 · 2 years

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Blueberry Muffins - Chapter 13a

*Warning Adult Content*

Assumptions - Part 1

When Wren saw Aaron and Joshua walk off together, he didn't know why but his chest tightened ever so slightly. As far as he knew, the two had barely interacted before. Maybe they'd grown close since they both lived at the pack house? Wren wasn't sure. Still, he found it odd. Aaron's behavior around Joshua was odd too. Wren wasn't even sure how to describe it but it almost felt like Aaron was holding something back when it came to his interactions with Joshua. At least, that's what it felt like from the few times Wren had seen them together.

After some thought, Wren figured asking Joshua about it made the most sense. If Wren asked Aaron, he worried he'd keep something hidden from his friend as he tended to keep personal stuff away from them all if he felt like it would burden them. Still, I Wren didn't exactly know where the mate conclusion came from. Maybe it had been in the back of Wren’s head the entire time and it finally made sense. He just didn't know. But, asking Joshua that felt right. Like it clicked or something. And apparently Wren might've been on to something because Joshua's face quickly morphed into one of shock the moment he finished his question.

“What?”

Heat flooded Wren’s cheeks as he tried to explain himself.

"Well, I mean, you two have been kind of awkward around each other and it kind of makes sense, I guess. Aaron hasn't found his mate yet and you both have plenty of time to be together at the pack house to try and work stuff out. Am I wrong? Are you two not mates?"

Joshua opened his mouth to say something but an arm was suddenly flung over Wren’s shoulder, pulling him away from him.

"Wren, Joshua, are y'all ready to go now?" Ryder asked excitedly.

Wren looked around and realized the others were back and ready to go hunting for dinner now. He guessed his and Joshua's conversation had to be cut short for now. Still, he wanted to figure this out. If they were mates, then maybe he could help them. Joshua had been trying to help Wren with his own mate issues, so why couldn't he do the same? Oddly enough, that thought didn't sit right with him.

"Yeah, we're ready," Joshua said, smiling.

The Beta quickly stood up and Ryder and Wren followed. Wren could feel someone's stare on him and it made him aware of Erin again. Wren desperately tried to avoid looking back at him in fear of what could happen and instead focused on Ryder's excited ramblings as he guided us away from the campfire. The others followed as they walked further into the forest. After stripping and shifting, they all stood in a group. They'd already decided to not stray far from the campsite and track any nearby animals large enough to feed all six of them.

Within two hours, they had caught a nice-sized deer and brought it back to camp. It was nice being in a hunting group. Wren hadn't been in many before because of his wolf but it was something fun to experience with his closest friends. After they'd brought it back to camp to skin and prepare to cook, Wren had decided to stay in wolf form for a bit. Even if he was small, his wolf and he liked to be in this form. It was compact and cozy, especially when Aurora brought a blanket over and draped it over his body. Wren watched the others work, trying his best not to look at Erin for too long.

‘He looked so handsome, even when he was doing something as simple as cooking meat.’

Wren’s eyes slowly began to slide shut, though, as the exhaustion of the hunt finally caught up with him.

‘So warm.’

"Hey, so what are we going to do about tent arrangements?" Aurora's voice cut through the peaceful silence and Wren’s eyes quickly peeked back open.

"Well, obviously, you and I are getting a tent together, sugar-bear," Ryder said with a wink, to which Aurora hit him lightly on the arm.

"I told you not to call me that in front of others."

"But it's so cute. You're my lil' sugar-bear."

Ryder reached out from his seat on a log to pull her to him, since she was still standing. Even in the firelight, Wren could tell her cheeks were stained red with embarrassment. Still, from the smile she fought hard to hide, I could tell she enjoyed Ryder's antics anyway. Wren felt a small pang of jealousy shoot through him as he watched them. They looked so happy together. Ever since his conversation with Joshua, it seemed that mates have been on his mind. A small huff left his wolf as they kept their head on their paws. His wolf had pushed forward a bit more for some reason, probably because Wren was feeling such raw emotions while in wolf form, he was stronger when they were in this form anyway.

Aaron suddenly coughed, drawing everyone's attention again.

"I'll be okay with sharing with Erin if that's all right with him," he offered, glancing over at his Alpha.

Erin, who'd been staring off, snapped back to reality with a quiet...

"Huh?"

Aaron raised an eyebrow at his behavior but said anyway...

"We're deciding tent arrangements. I said I'd be cool with staying with you if you're okay with it."

"Oh," Erin replied, his eyes briefly flitting over to where Wren lay on the ground but it was so quick, he wondered if it was just the flicker of the flames reflecting on his face.

"Yeah... sure."

"Great, so Joshua, Wren, are you two okay being paired off?" Aurora asked, now seated next to Ryder, who had his arms wrapped around her waist as he rested his head on her shoulder.

Joshua smiled, nodding his head.

"Yeah, I'm okay with that if Wren is."

Joshua looked down at Wren, silently questioning if he was okay with the arrangements. Wren figured it was better than spending an awkward night with Erin or something...

‘Goddess, I didn't know if my heart could've handled that quite yet.’

So Wren let out a yawn and closes his eyes in silent agreement.

"Now that that's settled," Aurora started, smiling widely. "Let's eat."

They all started to pass around plates, piling on whatever meat they wanted, along with sides they'd brought along with them. Wren figured now would be a good time to shift back, so he quietly stood up and trotted off into the forest, grabbing his clothes in his mouth on the way there. When he was safely alone he shifted back, beginning to put his clothes back on. As he was about to put a shirt on, he heard a faint rustling behind him. Whirling around quickly, he almost screamed when he saw a person's shadowy figure behind him. Before he could get a scream out, though, a hand quickly covered his mouth. The person stepped forward and Wren wanted to scream for a different reason now.

"Um, hey," Erin awkwardly greeted, glancing away. "I'm going to take my hand off now, so please don't freak out on me."

Erin removed his hand from Wren’s mouth but all he could do was gape at him. Heat suddenly spread throughout Wren’s face as he realized he was half-naked in front of Erin, which he found odd since nudity wasn't that big of a deal in werewolf culture and Erin had seen him naked plenty of times before let alone without a shirt on. Still, he felt exposed for some reason, so he turned away to slip on his shirt.

"Why are you here?" Wren asked quietly, still turned around.

He wasn't sure if he could face him now. For one, Erin had caught Wren completely off-guard.

‘I mean, who even sneaks up on someone while they're in the middle of changing like that? And it wasn't like I'd been too keen on having a chat with him just yet. I still felt so hesitant. But the fact that he came to me had to mean something, right?’

"I... I wanted to apologize."

Erin's answer made Wren turn around to face him again, slowly looking up into his face.His eyes looked so tired, so pleading. Wren’s heart lurched painfully in his chest seeing him like this.

"You hurt me. You made me feel like my emotions were invalid," Wren admitted, still looking at him.

The Alpha sighed, letting his head hang a bit.

"I know, I know. But at the time, I was so certain that I had to let you go. I was doing it for both of us, you know?"

"Now I do but I didn't before," Wren mumbled.

Erin winced, rubbing the back of his neck now.

"Wren, you know I love you right?"

Even now, with all of Wren’s conflicting emotions, his heart still fluttered when he heard those words.

"I..."

‘But why couldn't I say the words back?’

Erin looked at Wren, his eyes as mesmerizing as usual. He took a step forward and without another moment of hesitation, reached out and grabbed Wren’s hand, pulling him into a kiss. Erin’s soft lips moved against Wren’s still ones, his other arm moving to wrap around his slim waist to pull him even closer. Wren was shocked by the sudden move but what shocked me, even more, was how he felt kissing Erin. It wasn't warm and fuzzy or passion-igniting like other ones before. It was... dull. Like there was something between them.

There was something between them.

"Don't give up on your happiness. Sure, you and Erin could mate and spend the rest of your life content, but is that what you want? To just be satisfied? Wouldn't it be worth all of this pain you feel now to be with your other half, your destined mate?"

Joshua's words filled Wren’s head and made him pull away, which Erin had obviously not been expecting.

Erin let go of him and he quickly took a step back.

"Wren?"

Erin’s voice was strained with confusion, stuck in a pleading whine Wren didn't think he'd ever heard from him before.

"I'm sorry, I have to go," Wren quickly said, pushing past Erin to run away before the Alpha could see the tears of humiliation trailing a burning path down his cheeks.

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byanyan · 1 year

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anonymous sent: meta + pets

enable my rambling ✧ * º • accepting

ㅤbyan has actually never had a pet. their own life has never been stable enough to allow it, even if they could afford it (which they couldn't) — it's just not practical when you're on the street or living in a children's home. some of the foster homes they've lived in (briefly) have had animals, which is probably the closest they've been to having a pet of their own. however, knowing they wouldn't be with any family for long (mostly due to their own self-sabotage), they never really bothered interacting with or spending much time with these pets.

that said, ever since they were younger, byan has had a habit of feeding strays they come across. if they have food available at the time, anyway. most of the time these are cats or dogs they never see again, although they did get in trouble once when they were like 7 because they, along with a few other kids, accidentally got a few neighborhood strays into the routine of showing up to the children's home around dinner time, looking for food.

ㅤwould they like to have a pet of their own one day? ...yeah, probably. they'd be lying if they said they wouldn't like the companionship of a cat or a dog (probably the latter) at home. it's not something they'd take active steps toward unless their life was more stable though — they know far too well how awful it can feel to have your living arrangements constantly changing, out of your control, and to be looked after by someone who can't necessarily afford to care for you from day to day. they wouldn't want to inflict that on anyone, pet or otherwise.

#anonymous #━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ ANSWERED: OOC ⋮ DON’T CITE THE INTERNET.#━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ HEADCANON ⋮ DANGER IN THE FABRIC OF THIS THING I MADE.#i aspire to have them in a place one day where they can adopt a pet #because they'd actually love to have a dog sm #someone who loves them unconditionally and there's no chance of them ever turning their back for any reason???#god yeah. they need that in their life lmao...#anyway!! thank u anon i appreciate u sm ♡♡

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that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main · 2 years

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Hello!! hope you’re having a good day or night but may i request viktor dating headcannons :D

Dating Viktor Headcannons

Reader: female implied

Arcane Masterlist ◇◇ Here's the Dump

Being good friends since the Lanes

Holding hands as kids

Saved together

Yet separated unfortunately

You were sent to a school to marry a high ranking Noble

Writing letters back and forth by the handful but they just died one day, neither of you knows why

"Ah! Y/n! You've returned!"

Mans BLOWN AWAY by seeing you again

You ended up growing up so beautiful: he knew you were beautiful as a child, but now. Wow...

What? That crush from like 16 years ago came back? Immediately

He found it easier to ask you out on a date than anyone he ever liked beforehand: not many people

Oh yeah everyone knew you were both made for each other.

Holding his face while you give him your first kiss

"Are...we um..." "yes."

The happiest man in the world

Taking care of each other when sick/having a rough day

Sleepy morning kisses

Scared to sleep with you, mostly because he thinks he can't perform good enough

You tell him no matter what you'll love him

*cough* silco's younger sister separated from him when young* cough*

Talking about the Lanes aka Zaun now

"You miss it?" "Yeah. Sometimes. You?" "All the time."

Rubbing over his collar bone with a thumb after smexy time as he has an arm around you.

Calling him embarrassing pet names especially around others to tease him

Like Love button, or sweetie cakes, something really tacky

The only kids ya'll ever have is the crazy amount of stray cats you both feed

"Y/n. My love. What is that?" "....bandit cat?"

It was a raccoon

A baby one too

How you get to tame these animals no one will know

Scientists assistant raccoon child.

Uno game? It'll get violent in the threat section

Angry Uno game

"You give Jayce that plus four and I'll fuck you how you like it"

Sometimes- a lot of the time- most of the time: you have no filter.

"Didn't they spend money to send you to a private women's academy?" "Well, Mel. The women's private academy can suck my-" "Y/n"

Loves you but would never EVER eat your cooking he's sure it's poison

But your baking? SIGN HIM UP

He likes watching you bake as well, it's calming to him

likes to read with his head in your lap, maybe you reading as well and brushing your fingers through his hair

Helping him with his leg brace, and his back brace.

#viktor arcane #viktor x reader #viktor arcane headcannons #arcane headcannons #viktor headcanons #arcane viktor #viktor #female reader

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jadegreenimmortality · 3 years

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Bungou Stray Dogs Men as Househusbands pt.1 - Sakunosuke Oda

A/N: I’m sorry that this isn‘t a request, but this brain rot has been going on since forever and now I can’t resist it anymore. I totally blame @hanazou for this. There will also be a part two featuring Chuuya, but his part has a completely different feeling to it, that's why I'll post these separately. Besides of that, this is basically an “Way of the Househusband!AU”. Go watch the show or read the manga if you don’t know it, it’s absolutely hilarious! This is mainly focused on them as househusbands, but since you are their spouse, there’s also a bit of reader insert. Also, a lot of Oda as a dad to his orphans. And the whole thing is feat. Dazai. (^^)

Pairings: Oda x gn!reader

Genre: Crack, domestic fluff

Warnings: none

Summary: You, Oda and the orphans move in together. While you become the working spouse, your loving husband stays at home and becomes a full-time househusband.

pt. 2

First things first - If you agree to marrying Sakunosuke Oda, you are also agreeing to become the parent of five children. Oda loves you and you are one of two main reasons he’s leaving the Mafia, the other being his life purpose. But if he’s leaving the Mafia, he’s keeping those kids in (if they want him to of course, but you can’t tell me they don’t, come on -)

So yeah, be ready.

He only cooks spicy curry at the beginning. The curry shop owner gave him the exact recipe of his favourite plate as a goodbye gift and that’s the only thing he is cooking for days on end. He has some basic cooking skills, but this is the only really elaborated dish he knows how to prepare as of now, so be ready to suffer from the spice. It will go on like that until all six of you you and the kids hold an intervention for him. The kids will paint nice banners like they were going to a demonstration saying "No more curry" that they hang up in the living room and he’ll be greeted by your sorrowful face when he comes back from buying groceries.

“What’s this?” – “Oh honey, I’m so sorry, its just…” – “WE CAN’T TAKE THE SPICE ANYMORE STOP COOKING CURRY ALREADY!” – “…I mean…yeah.”

Of course, he’ll be a bit embarrassed and disappointed. May scratch his neck and look to the side thoughtfully. But he’ll take your plead seriously.

This is also how you bond with the kids for the first time. Congratulations, huddling up against someone is always the best way to bond!

He works hard on his cooking skills after that and becomes quite the formidable cook. He takes suggestions from you and the kids and will try to learn how to cook anything you might fancy to eat. It’s really important to him that all of you are happy and cooking may be the most important job of a house spouse, so he takes it very seriously.

There will be curry Tuesday though. One day of spice hell. Enjoy.

Please picture Oda in his usual attire, wearing a beige “kiss the cook” apron over it and bunny slippers. You’re welcome.

He'll learn how to make anime and cartoon-themed bentos for the kids, so it's highly probable you'll get cutely designed bentos as well. Again, you may drop suggestions, he’ll absolutely take them into considerations. Octopus sausages, bunny apple slices, cute bear faces made out of rice, he’ll learn to do them all. He isn’t too sappy of a person, but if he’s feeling romantic while cooking, your rice could also have the shape of a heart. Either way, your co-workers will be very envious of your food and your husband.

Oda iss the master of negotiation at the food market. He’ll be completely stoic all the time, not aggressive or dismissive at all, but he’ll point out little flaws of the products in a way that most shop owner’s won’t be able to deny and that’s how he gets discounts. He doesn’t want to cheat anyone out of their money, but he does have seven mouths to feed.

He may not look like it, but if any of the kids tag along for his grocery shopping, it's really hard for him to deny them something if they beg for it. He may seem unnervingly calm all the time, but he’s a big softie, especially for those kids and for you, and if they hang at his sleeves long enough, they’ll get that ice-cream they want so badly. That doesn’t work on pricier items though, he can be a strict parent when really needed.

Oda is great at handling the finances. He’s well aware that he has to be thrifty with five kids. Still, there is one thing where he struggles to keep his control: books.

If you agree to it, the apartment will have an absolutely minimalistic interior, but! In your living room, there will be a shelf full of books, so big it covers a whole wall. That’s it, that’s Oda’s only weak spot when spending money.

It’s not only books for him though. He buys books for you when he sees something from your favourite author or genre. He buys books for the kids so they learn the joy of literature. Poems, bed time stories he wants them to grow up appreciating the possibilities of the written word.

You can bet that he’ll read them bed time stories. Only one book for all five of them though, so one kid gets to choose a story each day.

He’ll read to you as well if you want him to. His voice is incredibly calm and soothing, he’s a really good reader. There’s a high probability you’ll fall asleep while he reads to you. You can cuddle up in bed and rest your head on his shoulder or sit on his lap and hide your face in the crook of his neck, feeling the vibration of his voice in his chest.

Whenever he has some time to spare, he’ll retire to your shared bedroom to write. Mind you, that won’t happen often. It happens mainly on weekends, when the kids are with friends and/or you are at home. If you want to do him a favour, consider cooking on the weekends, he’ll be more than thankful for the opportunity to submerge in his beloved writing. But don’t worry, it won’t consume him – he’ll always put some time aside to spent with you, without the kids, as well ¬‿¬.

He's so polite with the neighbours. Will pay all his neighbours a short visit together with the kids to introduce himself and bring little gifts. Just imagine him standing there in the door frame, witih all five kids around his legs, smiling at their new neighbours angelically - what's not to love?

He really wants to maintain a good relationship to all of them. Basically, he’s the perfect neighbour – always polite, always up to a little chat, always ready to listen to neighbour A complain over neighbour B without snitching. He’s mainly concerned for the wellbeing the kids though. He wants them to feel part of the community and often arranges play dates with the neighbour kids. If it's possible at the neighbour’s house because five kids are a lot to handle already…and when they are all out of the apartment, it’s cleaning time.

Oda is an angel of patience and the ultimate multitasker. He isn’t left with much of a choice with five kids, but thankfully, calm lies in his nature. You may see him explaining Sakura her math homework while cutting vegetables for today’s lunch. Then, he’ll take a quick glance out of the window to see if they boys are still playing on the street where he can see them and then he’ll check on Sakura again. Isn’t he lovely?

His ability is unexpectedly helpful for all of this. If he’s in the living room to clean, his ability will alarm him if the food’s about to burn. If he’s around the kids, he’ll know in time if one is about to trip. If you come home from work so tired you fall asleep face first in your soup, he’ll be able to catch you. So useful.

He’s a very attentive and loving husband. His love is mainly expressed by keeping the house as clean as he can and putting a lot of effort into cooking. Your work is hard enough, he takes it upon himself to manage everything else. He’ll also try to have the kids well-behaved so they don’t demand too much from you after you come home from work. Though if you decide to pull yourself together and give them attention and love even when tired, he’ll be more than thankful. He knows it’s a lot to ask to be a parent, especially to not one, but FIVE kids that are not yours by blood. So if you actively seek to have a close bond to them, it will make him so incredibly happy because he knows it’s not the natural course of action for everyone.

Will give you head, shoulder and foot massages after an especially excruciating day of work. His hands are skillful and he knows where to touch to make you moan to release the tension from your muscles.

Likes to lie his head in your lap after both of you had a long day of work. Yes, you may be the provider, but keeping a house clean and five kids under control isn’t an easy job either! So, he’ll seek peace laying his head on your thighs and closing his eyes while you tussle his hair and tell him about your day. Don’t expect more than a mumbled “Mm” or “I see” from time to time, but be sure that he’s listening.

And the Port Mafia? You’re in luck - since he was the lowest-ranking member, The Mafia, by which I mean Mori isn’t bothered that he left. He refused to kill anyways, he’s to no use to them him.

Of course, Oda will try to be absolutely sure there is no hidden reason for Mori to hinder his leave beforehand, or to resent him for it. The last thing he wants is to endanger you or the kids by leaving his job as a criminal.

If he ever meets a member of the PM in public, he'll act as if he doesn't know them. He may give them a polite nod if they make eye contact, but that’s about it. It’s not that he resents them, but he really wants to start a new life here that isn’t connected to killing and cruelty at all. If they approach him he'll be very polite, but try to keep the conversation short, even if they seem to have no ulterior motive.

Of course, there’s one member of the Port Mafia that marks the exception, by which I mean to say that you’ll have Osamu Dazai over for tea regularly. No, he won’t announce himself at all. The first time he appears at your apartment, you’re just finishing to unpack. He’ll tand at your doorstep all of a sudden to tell Oda that Mori already knows where he moved to. Oda will just nod as an acknowledgement. He expected as much. And then he’ll give you a questioning look. If you nod, he’ll officially asking his friend to stay for dinner. You’ll be having curry.

From then on, he’ll just drop by whenever. You may come back home from time to time to find dinner ready, the kids in bed and your husband and Dazai drinking. If you join them, you will have some truly joyful evenings spend together. You’re Oda’s chosen one, so Dazai is a bit more inclined to let you get close than he is with others. You may make a new friend in the process.

It doesn’t take a lot of time for the kids to start calling him Uncle Dazai. He’ll actually be Uncle Dazai before they ever call Oda Dad or you Mom/Dad. It will take them mere weeks to call him uncle, but months, maybe years to call the two of you Dad/Mom. It will happen eventually though, and the day it happens, I assure you that you will see Oda spill tears of happiness. He’ll be looking away, wiping his face with one hand and smiling. He never thought he would want this, but now he knows he does.

Back to Dazai! He’s reserved with the kids at first. As we know, he doesn’t feel all to comfortable around “childish behaviour”. But kids are like cats, the feel drawn to the one that’s most cautious. By which I mean to say that they are all over him. Literally. Oda will leave for five minutes and when he’s back at the living room the kids will have tackled a slightly unnerved Dazai on the floor. Sakura wants him to see the drawings she made, Katsumi, Kousuke and Yuu want to play, Shinji wants to ask him what's under his bandages. He’ll have no choice but to oblige and it goes surprisingly well. Oda may abuse him as a baby-sitter when he visits from then on.

Then suddenly, Dazai stops visiting altogether. You are worried, but Oda, for some reason, isn’t. Even more, whenever you ask him about it, you may catch him smiling to himself in a satisfied, proud way. No, Dazai didn’t tell him anything. If Oda would know, it would endanger all of you. But he knows. He knows that Dazai finally made his choice to leave the Port Mafia and needs to lay low now. And that’s okay.

It takes Dazai two years to come back, which will be just as sudden as him leaving. You’ll be astounded to see him a changed man at first sight. Oda will scold him for not sending any notice and then everything is normal again. And after some more years, he’ll start bringing along a scrawny kid with white hair.

A/N: Wow, this is the first post I put a "keep reading" link in because it's so long! That's kind of a milestone for me. ｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this! Thank you for reading!

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mouthfulloftoothpasterry · 3 years

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Feeling like a family

Summary: Y/n visits Harry during his lunch break, letting him in on the relationship both her and Milo have with Xavier. Then they go to the zoo and have a little family day :)

warning/ disclaimers: swearing, family issues.

Things have been going amazing with Harry and Y/n. Ever since their date a couple weeks ago they have been seeing each other more and more. Harry has been coming into her bookshop while she’s working when he can. Just to surprise her and make her day a little better, sometimes he brings her lunch on the weekends and she visits him when he is spending hours after school hours grading art work and setting projects up for his students.

It’s been new and exciting, and extremely fun. Not to mention the kissing has definitely been a plus. They went to have coffee with each other a couple days after their date, spending a good portion of the morning together. They have basically been inseparable since, Harry even invited Y/n and Milo over for dinner so they could all get to know each other better. Loralie was just excited to have guests that weren't family, and also to see a friend from school outside of school. She had a great time with Milo, they played together while Harry and Y/n cleaned up dinner together and snuck kisses in the kitchen.

It's another Wednesday. Harry had Loralie and Milo's class now and he is letting them finger paint. It’s mainly been a calm class, he didn’t have to deal with much usually and if a kid did have a melt down the teacher and/or teachers assistant would deal with it instead of making Harry deal with it. “Looks great, Lora,” Harry says, kissing the top of Loralies head before scooting past her and walking over to his messy desk. He has papers, projects, markers, paints, all over his desk, even with all the time he spends after school he feels like he may never get it organized.

“My mummy likes your daddy.” He hears, looking up to see Milo and Loralie talking. His cheeks turn crimson when he hears it, did they really give it away that easy? Their children now caught onto the fact that the two were dating? That was just embarrassing. “My daddy likes your mummy.” But that was more embarrassing.

Harry ignores it (and the burning in his cheeks) and just hopes that the teacher will hush the class. He busies himself with cleaning his desk, trying to shove the papers into the drawers and file folders that they belong to but his mind is still distracted. He’s gonna have to tell Y/n that their kids know. The bell rings and he looks up from his desk. “Okay, you can leave your paintings where they are. I'll put them on the drying rack and you’ll get them tomorrow!” Harry sings, moving over to Loralie to kiss her cheeks and say a goodbye until he sees her at lunch time. “Bye daddy” she says, waving to him after kissing his cheek and joining her class.

Harry laughs, letting out a sigh and putting the messy finger paintings on one of his many drying racks. It’s his lunch time now. He has to supervise lunch so he gets his break before everyone else.

He wanders around his class room, doing random things and cleaning up his messes that he’s made from the two days of the week before him. He didn’t have plans for lunch, he would probably just have an extra big dinner. He’s happy to find Y/n cured his rumbling tummy when he sees her walking through his classroom. He smiles, chuckling at her big dramatic smile that was obvious teasing. “Hi, darling.” He says, leaning over his desk to press a kiss to her lips.

She sits on the art table in front of his desk, setting two to-go boxes down. “Hi,” she says back, handing him one of the to-go boxes. “No sitting on the tables.” Harry teases while he reaches out to take the white Styrofoam box in his hands, quickly thanking her. “Suck it up.” She shrugs, her feet setting in the chair that was once tucked under the art table. “I just got you a sub and fries.” She says, plucking a chip from her box and taking a bite out of it.

“Why Are you here? Not that I’m not happy to see you, of course.” He smiles, reaching over and giving her hand a squeeze. She shrugs, tapping her shoes down on the chair while she pulls her food into her lap. “I forgot to put Milo's' lunch box in his backpack so I had to drop it off.” She says, making Harry smile. So he thought she would have lunch with him? She’s adorable. “So how’s your week been, babe?” Harry sings, sitting back in his big office hair and relaxing into it while he eats.

“Fine. Milo's dad visited.” What?! Since when did he come around? And since when was he “Milo's dad” and not “Xavier”? Harry knits his brows, gulping down his food before he responds, a little nervous. Harry and Milo are best buds, they have grown closer and he’s tried to pay him more attention when he sees him in class as well, he doesn’t want their friendship to be ruined now, even though what he is thinking is selfish. Milo deserves a good daddy.

“Since when does he come around?” He asks, Y/n rolling her eyes at his tone. “He’s a photographer so he’s always traveling the world. I mean he pays child support, he’s not a shit dad. I just have my own issues with him.” She says, her tone heavy with annoyance. Harry was under the impression that he was a horrible dad and didn’t even try to care for Milo, but now he hears he pays child support and visits?

“I just thought he didn’t care.”

“Well… he’s trying. Like I said he’s traveling the world so he can’t always see him but he pays child support and he’s trying to come around more. He did come over and take some cute photos of Milo though.” Y/n smiles, remembering how her baby posed so well for the camera. He was shy at first but then they found a stray kitty out on a walk and he was more than willing to pose with it.

Harry nods, taking a bite out of his sub. He finishes his bite and wipes his mouth with the brown paper napkins, “Is he gonna take Milo for the night or something like that?” Harry questions. Y/n is happy that Xavier is trying to see him more but she doesn’t think she would be able to be away for a night, especially when he doesn’t see Milo that much anyways. “I don’t think I would be comfortable enough to let Milo stay with him, for now at least. But he’s flying off and leaving Friday so I don’t have to worry.” Y/n confesses, taking a bite of her sub while she waits for Harry’s response.

“Yeah, I understand that.”

They eat together before Y/n deems it time for her to go. Giving him a hug and a kiss goodbye before she heads out and opens the book shop back up, letting Harry finish out his day.

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Harry and Y/n had made plans to take their little ones to the zoo. Y/n told Harry that Milo had been going on and on about lions so it was the perfect time for them to go. Harry has packed up Loralies stroller, putting snacks, his wallet, and her diaper bag in the bottom carrier. Luckily (but also unluckily) Milo is at the age where he does not want to be in a stroller, every time Y/n tries to put him in it while they are out he complains and tries to get out of it the whole time.

Harry had picked them up, driving about an hour to the zoo. Milo and Loralie babbled to each other the whole ride which made their parents happy- meanwhile they were just humming to the radio and making small talk the whole ride.

“Are you ready to see the lions?” Y/n coos to Milo, pulling him out of his car seat and setting him on the ground, holding his hand so he doesn’t run off in the car park. Harry pulls Loralie out, pulling out her stroller from the back, preparing to put her in it. “No! I walk today.” Loralie says with a bit of aggression in her voice. Harry hands with his hand up defensively, “okay, but you're gonna want it after walking in the heat for hours.” Harry takes her stroller despite her not wanting to be in it, she takes Harry's hand instead, walking next to Milo.

Their first stop is the stingrays, getting the food from the people who work there then getting down in front of the large pond to pet their slimy skin. Milo and Loralie giggle the whole time, pulling their hands away as soon as they feel like slimy stingray and making dramatic gross faces that make their parents laugh. The kids definitely had fun feeding them and petting them but Harry and Y/n instantly shipped them off to the bathroom so they could wash their hands.

Next is the walk through aquarium, “come on, it's this way.” Y/n says, cooing down at Milo and fast walking toward the cave shaped aquarium. When they walk inside it's lit up blue. They look all around them and they see lots of fish, big whales, all different things. “Woah!” Loralie exclaims, making Harry laugh, kissing her cheeks. All of a sudden Milo breaks out in loud giggles, pulling at the length of her mom jeans. “Mama, Look!” Milo giggles, pointing to a fish sticking to the aquarium glass, looking like it's making a silly face at everyone. Y/n laughs, squatting down and wrapping her arm around Milo, resting a hand on his belly. “Let's go see them” Y/n says, pulling him up on her hip and kissing over his cheeks. She takes him over to the silly fish while Harry lets Loralie look around, staring above her at the large fish swimming by until she stumbles back. Harry catches her, standing her back up and taking her over where Milo and Y/n are, showing her the fish that Milo was trying to touch through the glass.

“He's so cute.” Harry compliments, laughing at how Milo's is so obsessed with the silly looking fish. Y/n turns to look at Harry, thanking him cockily- taking all the credits for his adorableness. Harry bumps his nose with hers in a butterfly kiss while their kids are looking straight ahead. He gives her a peck while the kids are still distracted then he turns back to the fish. “Okay, it's time to go look at the animals!” Harry cheer, pulling Loralie off of the ledge she was standing on.

They walk through the entrance of all the animals, seeing some monkeys. Loralie and Milo start to imitate the monkeys, giggling at each other and the animals. They move onto koalas, waving at the cuddly animals before they get to see the lions- this is what Milo has been waiting for. “ROAR!” Milo yells, trying to climb on the wooden fence between the people and lions. Y/n giggles at him, pulling him off the fence and on her hip. “You’re a baby lion, aren’t you?” Y/n coos, kissing his forehead. Milo nods before she pulls him in her hands, extending him out. “Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba!” She sings, making the boy giggle, roaring again before she pulls him back in, kissing all over his face, making him squeal and push away.

Meanwhile Loralie wants to pet the real baby lions. She’s got a frustrated face on since Harry didn’t let her climb over the fencing and pet the furry lions. Harry can’t help but laugh at her. They walk a bit more, walking for a while until they go to their next exhibit.

It’s all calm until Milo starts screaming. He sees a bird wandering free, it was a large blue bird with huge feathers framing its head. Y/n knew that the peacock was harmless, they wouldn't let it wander free if it was, but Milo was gonna be scared of it regardless. “No, no!” He yells, backing away from the bird, trying to scold it for just walking around. Y/n laughs while Milo grips onto her leg, wagging his finger at the bird and yelling at it for scaring him. “It’s not gonna get you, bubba.” She laughs, pulling him into her hip while they get to the penguin house.

They walk into the cold penguin house, their noses instantly crinkling from the smell. “Brrr” Loralie says, running her arms up and does while her teeth chatter. Harry laughs, tossing her little jacket over her shoulder to warm her up. “Look at the baby penguin.” Harry coos to Loralie, holding her up to the glass so she can wave at the little puffins. “Tiny!” She squeals, waving at the baby penguins.

“Yeah,” Harry laughs at her. “They are tiny, Lora.” He agrees with her, giving the back of her head a kiss before settling her back down on the ground, letting her wander off a few feet away to look around at the penguins a bit more before they leave and look at the polar bears.

After the polar bears, they head to the gift shop, Loralie gets a purple bucket hat with a blue monkey on it and a stuffed penguin she named “tiny”. Milo got a shirt of the name of the zoo and a matching stuffed penguin that he couldn’t choose a name for just yet.

They head back to the car, Loralie’s legs are tired on the walk but she refuses to go in her stroller, instead Harry holds her while they take the long walk back, one arm holding Loralie up to his hip and the other latched with Y/n’s hand while her other hand holds Milo's. Once they get to the car Loralie and Milo get buckled up in their car seats, sure to fall asleep soon.

Harry and Y/n get into the front seats, their hands instantly finding the others. “I had a nice day with you.” Harry smiles, his face only inches from hers. Y/n blushes, giving his hand a squeeze. “Yeah, I had a lot of fun.” She says, focusing on Harry’s thumb rubbing at the back of her hand. They hear little whispers and giggles, turning their heads back to their little ones. “Kiss, kiss, kiss!” They whisper- chant. Their parents' cheeks instantly burn, looking back to each other with big cheesy smiles on their faces.

“Well?” Harry shrugs, leaning in and pressing his lips to her. She giggles on his lips, both of the kids in the back yelling. “Ew!” Loralie says. “Gross!” Milo agrees.

The parents laugh, pressing one last peck to each other's lips before Harry starts up the car. They had a good day together. Harry got closer to Milo and Y/n got closer to Loralie. It kinda feels like they are becoming a little family.

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Fallout techno(could be any of the games) discovering vault dweller Tommy on his first day out. I know almost nothing about the games but apocalypse techno is great.

Technoblade had told himself not to feed any more stray animals.

It was a difficult rule for him to follow. But food was too hard to come by for him to justify wasting it on whatever sad creature was making puppy eyes at him from the side of the road next. Too often animals would grow aggressive once they had that first taste, awakening their instincts reminding them they could fight for more. Or they bolted off once their stomachs were full and then Techno had to go hungry for the night because he was an idiot who had fed an animal over himself.

The sole exception to this rule - a mutt with patched fur and eyes that had not a single thought behind them - was Apollo. Apollo had swallowed down the meat scraps Techno threw his way with starved keenness. Then he had promptly rubbed up against Techno's leg and fallen asleep next to his fire. When Technoblade set out in the morning, Apollo had followed him - and hadn't stopped following him since.

Not that Techno minded having him around. While not the smartest dog in the world, Apollo was pretty good at alerting him to raiders or other trouble sneaking up on him. He sniffed out ruins for Technoblade to salvage, and even knew how to lead them both away from nests of wildclaw.

Today Apollo had led him towards a kid, though.

Or maybe a teenager? Techno wasn't too good at ages.

Technoblade watched them clumsily attempt to wrap bandages around a cut in their leg, sitting on an overturned fridge amidst the rubble of what once could have been a family home. As their fingers fumbled, they cursed. And then Apollo decided to make the boy aware of their presence by barking joyfully.

Yep, definitely not the smartest dog.

The kid swung back, almost falling off their makeshift seat. Techno raised an eyebrow at them pulling a knife out of their pocket, the blade much too shiny to be threatening. It didn't look used, if he were to guess this was the first time the boy had wielded it at another person.

"Who's there?!" Their eyes settled on Techno almost immediately, it wasn't like he was making an effort to hide. "Stay the fuck away from me!"

Techno wasn't exactly impressed. "With pleasure." He whistled at Apollo, urging the dog to follow him so they could leave.

But they didn't make it more than three steps before the kid called after them. "No, wait! Shit- Antibiotics, do you have any?"

Techno watched them, half-turned away. "What do you got to trade?"

"I got cans," the kid said and at least they knew how to get straight to the point. Shelf-stable food was one of the most important currencies of the wastelands. "I'll do you one can if you give me something to fix up my leg because it's fucked."

"Two," Techno bartered.

"Man, why do you gotta be an ass about this?"

Assuming it to be a rhetorical question Technoblade didn't answer, just waited. He took his time looking at them, taking in the blond hair and undamaged clothing. After a few seconds, the kid sighed.

"Yeah, fine, whatever." They stuck out their hand. "Give me the medicine first though, I don't trust you."

Finding that to be a fair enough statement, Techno reached into his bag. He had a half-empty tube of antibiotic cream left which looked perfect for the type of shallow injury the boy was dealing with, so he threw it for them to catch. They immediately started applying it.

"My cans?" Techno reminded them.

"Geez, can't you see I'm busy? You can get them yourself." The kid nodded their head to the backpack on the ground next to them. Techno approached slowly, but they were too busy wrapping up the wound properly this time to pay him much mind. Adjusting the respirator mask covering the bottom half of his face first, he dug through their supplies, picking up a can of pickled meat and one with what seemed to be soup. Techno hadn't had soup in forever.

"You're a vault dweller," he said as he pulled back.

The kid had just finished wrapping up their leg, whipping up their head to stare at Techno dumbfounded. "Wha- How the fuck did you know that?"

Techno snorted. "You mean aside from your way too clean clothes, the fact that you're trying to defend yourself with a pocket knife and you apparently managed to cut yourself by tripping over rubble? Your cans are too new. Can't find ones like these up here, thus you must have brought them from a vault."

Their mouth opened and closed a few times, seemingly on the verge of either protesting or delivering some witty retort. They decided on neither. "Yeah, first day out."

"Good for you," Techno said, then promptly turned around. He had his cans, there wasn't any reason for him to stick around.

Except the kid got up, testing their leg but finding it perfectly capable of carrying their weight (if probably a little sore) before picking up their stuff and following him, running to catch up. "I'm Tommy by the way."

Oh god, Techno thought. Not again.

"So do you have a name?" they prodded after bearing his silence for all of five seconds.

"It's Technoblade. This is Apollo."

Apollo barked, pleased to be included in the conversation.

"Cool!" Tommy seemed genuinely excited, reaching out to stroke Apollo down his back. "I've never seen a real dog before, only pictures. No animals allowed in the vaults, you know."

"I wouldn't," Technoblade said, then clarified when Tommy threw him a confused expression. "I wouldn't know, I've never been in a vault. Not one that was still in use anyway."

"Wait, do you mean you were like... Born on the surface?" Tommy asked, clearly surprised.

"Uh... Yes? Is that hard to believe?"

"I mean, we were always told most surface walkers have lost their marbles and are all feral and shit. And also way too busy surviving to even think about getting a wife, what with the mutants and the radiation and everything."

Technoblade decided to ignore Tommy's strange choice of words. "Then why are you up here?"

Tommy had to skip every few steps to keep up with him, Techno was a fast walker. "Hm?"

"If they taught you that the surface is a dangerous and terrible place, why did you leave your vault?"

"Oh..." Tommy's face fell for a moment as if reminded of something painful, before breaking out in a wide grin again. "I'm up here searching for my brother! We don't look anything alike though, we're not like, related by blood. My parents died when I was a kid and-"

Technoblade stopped walking. "You're an orphan?"

Tommy stopped too. "Is that a problem?"

"Nope. Probably a lot more common than having your folks still around, at least for people living on the surface. But vaults are supposed to be different."

Vaults were supposed to be safe heavens. Technoblade had seen too many derelict ones to believe that, too many where people starved like rats caught in a trap, unable to get out or get in or breathe while the free space closed in around them. Overpopulation would lead to terrible circumstances. He would pick the danger of the surface any day.

"Yeah, well... They got sick." Clearly not wanting to talk about it, Tommy changed the subject. "Wilbur took care of me, we were raised together. So he's my brother! And he-" Tommy tugged at his sleeve. "He left the vault, came up here. He had to go find something, but now I have to find him."

"Great," Techno started walking again. "Good luck with that."

Of course, Tommy still followed him.

"What are you doing?" Techno asked.

"What the fuck kind of question is that, I'm coming with you."

"No, you're not."

"You're going to abandon me in the middle of nowhere?" The way Tommy said it, all scandalized, was almost hilarious.

Slowing down to redo the bun he had his long hair in, Techno shrugged. "You got here by yourself, pretty sure you can make your way back. It's not my problem."

"You're a jerk!" Tommy said, still trailing behind him. "You can't tell me what to do! Besides, you wouldn't let me die out here, would you?"

And Techno realized he had fed the animal. He had broken his own damn rule.

"Fine, I'll get you to the nearest town," he sighed. "From there, you're on your own."

"Wh-"

"And take this. Your knife isn't going to do much good against a night stalker." Detaching the spiked baseball bat he kept on his belt, he gave it to Tommy. The kid turned it over in his hands while Techno tugged the rifle strapped to his shoulder (and which was previously hidden from sight by his cape) to the front. Tommy's eyes grew wide.

"Hey, no fair! I want a gun too!"

"You're not getting a gun because anything that is too far away for your bat to reach, I will shoot. And anything that does get close enough for your bat to reach I don't want you wasting my bullets on."

Tommy pouted but didn't ask again.

"Novac is only a day's travel from here," Techno told him. "I'll bring you within half a mile off the city, should be easy for you to find your way inside."

"You won't come in with me?"

"Too dangerous," Techno said.

"What, you got a bad rep there or something?"

"I got a bad rep everywhere. Trust me, you don't wanna stick around me, Tommy. It's not good for you."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

Losing his patience with the inane questions, Techno turned towards him. "You really wanna know? Cause I can show you." Reaching back, he undid the buckle on his mask. Techno pulled the dark burgundy plastic away, revealing the lower half of his face - or what was left of it. The skin had long fallen from his lower jaw, some small patches still attached to the off-white bone visible beneath. The rest was just an open wound. His teeth, muscle, flesh. The radiation had affected all of it.

Tommy froze, unable to completely conceal the horror he felt at the gnarly sight. "You're a ghoul."

"Part ghoul," Techno said. "And ghoul enough to be treated as one by most people. You don't wanna stick around me." He repeated the words with more vehemence. "I'm sure there's somebody in Novac who can help you look for your brother, but it won't be me."

But instead of agreeing, or continuing to be appalled by his appearance, or doing any sort of logical thing Techno would expect Tommy to do at having his true nature revealed, Tommy's eyes lit up.

"No that's perfect, you're perfect!"

Techno was so stunned at the reaction, for the first time in his life he momentarily forgot about putting his mask back in place. "Heh?"

"Ghouls are immune to radiation. Wilbur, he... It's a long story to explain, but where he's going there might be a lot of it. I really need your help."

"No, Tommy, that's not-"

"Please."

Don't feed the strays. Don't fall for their puppy eyes.

Techno was so, so bad at following his own rules.

"We'll talk about it once we get to Novac. I don't wanna stay out in the wasteland when night comes. We should hurry."

Tommy grinned. "Can do, big man!"

It's as if he already knew he'd won.

Techno supposed at least they'd be sharing all those cans now.

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