#I love dogs but I want a variety in the animals I pet

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Three for One 11

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, cheating, customer service abuse, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: As a customer service associate, you’re used to work with a wide variety of characters. Your efforts to go above and beyond draw the attention of a certain set of customers who want more than what’s on the shelf.

Character: Andy Barber, Lloyd Hansen, Ransom Drysdale

Note: yall doubted me.

As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. I will do my best to answer all I can. I’m trying to get better at keeping up so thanks everyone for staying with me 💞

Your feedback will help in this and future works (and WiPs, I haven’t forgotten those!)

Love you all. Take care. 💖

A deep growl rolls around you. This one is beastly. Not lurid or lusty. Your head dangles over Andy’s arm as he carries you into the bedroom, stalling as Ernie snarls at his entrance. You whimper as your body thrums from head to toe.

“Shhh,” Andy hushes, both you and the dog. He lowers you onto the mattress as Ernie’s rumble deepens. “Honey,” he pets your forehead, “you did so good.”

You turn your head, staring at the wall. Disgusted with him but just as repulsed by yourself. The tenderness tingling between your legs stains you with shame. As much as you detested every violation, every intrusion, you enjoyed it all the same. Your body delighted in it and even then, you feel that empty longing clenching inside of you.

“You just need to get cleaned up,” he looms over you as Ernie growls.

“Puppy…” you murmur and wave your hands senselessly.

Ernie lets out a soft boof and the bed jolts as he jumps onto it. He sniffs you as he jostles you and lays against you, licking your arm with his warm, rough tongue. It’s soothing. You turn and embrace him, shuddering as the afterglow fades to humiliation.

“Let me take care of you,” Andy intones.

His shadow hovers around the room and his footsteps fade into the distortion of your new reality. That fog of disbelief returns, thicker than before. That first night when you couldn’t fathom the absurdity of it all can’t compare to the haze that consumes you then. After all they’ve done, your only shield is denial. 

It didn’t happen. You didn't just let them do all that. You didn’t crawl around and obey them like an animal. No. No. You’ve been in here this whole time, it’s only a bad nightmare.

You squeeze your eyes shut and whine. Ernie lays his head down next to yours. It’s just you and your puppy. You’re safe. He’s safe. That’s what matters. When you took him in, you took on the duty of protecting him. 

That’s how it should be when you take someone in. When you promise to take care of them. That’s not how it always goes, though. You know that better than anyone.

You quiver as you remember the nights in the group home. Scared and alone. Even with the other kids, you were never really wanted, never accepted. You had no one to talk to, no one to help you.

Those days are far behind you… but the feelings creep back in. You thought you were stronger now. You’re just as weak as you were then.

The noise of water pouring down splices through your daze. You shift onto your back as Ernie’s hot breaths puff over your shoulder. You move, just a little, and give up as the effort tinges in your muscles.

Andy returns, a fuzzy silhouette over you, as he takes you by the arm and sits you up. Ernie bristles and you flutter your hand behind you. That’s the one thing you couldn’t handle; him getting hurt. He licks your palm as you feel the tension of his body through the mattress. He knows it’s all wrong but he’s a good boy and he’ll listen to you.

Andy lifts you from the bed again, this time with his arm across your back as he makes you stand. He walks you around into the bathroom. He sits you on the open toilet and you hang your head.

“Honey, you should… go, it will help,” he girds, “you don’t want an infection, huh?”

“Leave me alone,” you babble and cover your face with your hand.

“I have the bath running for you, sweetie,” he coos and steps away, “I’ll add some bubbles.”

You shakily lift your head and watch his back as he goes to the tub. He uncaps a bottle with a click and you fold over your lap. The pressure in your core begins to burn. A ripple flows through you as your bladder releases. The trick of your urine on the porcelains adds to your shame.

You grab toilet paper to wipe yourself, hissing at the touch of the tissue. You drop it into the bowl and sit up. You shake as Andy returns to you and takes off the stockings. You’re completely naked. He scoops you up entirely and lowers you into the tub, the water lapping up higher and higher around you.

“Did you like your presents?” Andy asks as he turns. He takes a stool from beside the counter and unfolds it, sitting on the other side of the tub wall.

You stare at the tiled wall as the hot water sears your oversensitive skin. You can feel the pearls dangling from your ears, a reminder of their game. You reach to the jewelry and he catches your hand.

“Those are really pretty on you,” Andy hums, “not that you need help.”

You slip your hand free of his and drop it back into the water. Your eyes singe. His betrayal is worse than anything else. He said he would keep you safe. That he wouldn’t let them hurt you but all you can think of is how much he hurt you.

Andy stirs the water with his fingers as the bubbles foam over the top. The smell of fake vanilla wafts in the air. You lean your head back and look at the ceiling. You hate him more than the others. He’s a liar. For all their faults, the others don’t hide what they are.

“You can just relax until dinner,” he coaxes as he touches your chest, “recover…”

You hear claws tapping and look over as Ernie fills the open doorway. He sits, staring intently at you. Maybe you should have them take him to a shelter… you can’t take care of him here. Not like you should. Your eyes sting and you look away. No, he doesn’t deserve that either. You’ve failed him.

With no response, Andy doesn’t say another word. For a while, he touches you, soft, almost curious touches, then he stands. You peek up as he undresses and the world shifts as he moves you from against the porcelain. He steps in behind you and eases down into the tub, pulling you over him as he reclines.

The intimacy of that moment churns in your stomach. It’s how he acts like this is all normal, like there’s anything more than there is. This isn’t a relationship, this isn’t a utopia he’s built for you, he’s using you. Just like those other two.

“You’re so precious, sweetie,” he frames your face and kisses the crown of your head, “so… beautiful.” 

His hands trail down your neck and chest. He fondles your tits as your body locks up. Ernie snorts and treads closer. Your head drifts to the side and you stare at him. His jowls curl up with unease. You hush him. He huffs and circles around, once, twice, then lays on the bathmat.

“He loves you,” Andy comments as his hands continue to explore, “that’s sweet. You must be really good to him.”

You sniff and swallow down your horror. You don’t want to hear him. You want him to go away, to leave you to wallow in his desecration. You reach up and catch his hand, trying to pull it off your stomach. He resists, far too easily for your comfort.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?”

You shift, the water sifting around your bodies. You feel the twitch beneath your back. Despite everything, he’s getting hard again. You are sickened by his insatiable appetite.

“Just relax,” he coaxed as he tickles your sides, “soak up the heat and then we’ll lay down, huh? Get some snuggles in. I got a turkey in the oven–”

“Shut up,” you snip, surprising even yourself.

“Honey,” he rebukes, “don’t talk like that. It’s Christmas.”

Your lips trembles and you take a deep breath. You notice how his hand braces your hip firmly. You gulp and try to ease the knots in your muscles.

“Sorry,” you eke out and let his hand go.

“It’s okay, sweetie,” he releases your hip and instead tickles the bottom of your stomach, “I know you’re a good girl.”

You close your eyes and grit your teeth. You’re not good, you’re scared.

❄️

Andy puts you in a pair of fuzzy pajamas. A crop top and short shorts. Everything is designed to keep you a display. He lays you down in the bed and you lay there, paralysed. You’re trapped in this room, in your own body, with no way out.

Ernie lays at the foot of the bed as Andy leaves. You stare at the door and wonder. Is that it? For how long?

When the door opens again, you tear your eyes away. Andy carries in a basket and sets it on the side of the bed. He starts to unpack the contents; the gifts. You recoil in disgust and cross your arms.

He hangs the new sweaters and puts the new pieces of jewelry in the box on the vanity. He sorts out the perfumes and lotions and other toiletries and takes them into the bathroom. You curl your lip and fall onto your back.

You can’t just roll over and give up. You’ve been through stuff before. You can do more. This is only the first day and you saw the cracks. Right now, it’s three against one, but the three is very close to dissembling.

The plan. Whatever it is they keep going on about, it’s going to fall apart. It has to. All they do is bicker. You see their hate, you just need to needle away at it.

You sit up and take a deep breath. When Andy comes back in, he seems surprised. You look at him and smile. You worked in retail for years, you can play the role he wants.

“Honey,” you get to your knees, ignoring the sensitivity between your legs, “do I have to stay in here?”

He looks at the door then back to you, “well, I…”

“You said you had a turkey cooking. I could help with dinner,” you offer with a flutter of your lashes.

“Sweetie, are you okay?” He asks.

“Yes,” you say, “I… Ernie’s too big to be locked in here.”

He glances at the dog and frowns, “yeah, I guess.”

“And he’ll need to go pee soon,” you insist, “Andy, I know you have a son. Ernie’s like that to me. I just want to make sure he’s okay.”

Andy flinches, “...I know.”

“You’re a dad, you must be a really good one,” you come to the edge of the bed and sit on your knees, “you said you’d take care of me.”

“I will,” he crosses his arms. 

“So, you need to help me take care of my puppy,” you pout, “right?”

He lowers his chin and drops his hands to his hips. He exhales as he pokes his cheek with his tongue, “I guess.” He looks up slowly, “it’s sweet that you care so much about him,” he treads closer, “you’d be a good mom.”

You blink. You hope he isn’t implying anything, “I already am. Ernie’s just like a kid.”

“Well, yeah, I know that but…” he sits on the bed beside you, his eyes roving up and down, “once you’re all settled… we could… talk.”

Oh. Okay. He really is nuts. 

“Maybe then,” you reach to his hand. “I could really use a hot chocolate, I could make some for all of you. Or coffee?”

He smiles and the rigidness leaves his shoulders, “how did I find someone so sweet, huh?”

You squeeze his hand and cautiously stand, “how did I get so lucky?”

He rises with you and Ernie drags himself off the floor. You outstretch your other arm to the dog in an effort to keep him calm. He’s probably just as scared as you.

You walk with Andy to the door and he lets you go to unlock the door with the key. You wait patiently as you latch onto Ernie’s collar. You know he’ll try to bolt, he’s restless.

Andy steps back and lets you out first. You walk with the dog calmly down the hallway. You stop at the impasse of the two doorways.

“Can I put him in the front room? He’ll only mooch in the kitchen?” You ask.

“Should we grab his leash?” Andy asks.

“He’ll be good,” you promise.

“Alright, go then.”

You tug Ernie with you into the front room. You let go of his collar and scratch his head. As you enter, Ransom sprawls over the sectional, lazily thumbing at a tablet. He peers over and sits up as he sees the dog.

“Shit! How did you–”

“He won’t bug you,” you insist as you turn to Ernie, “Ern, be nice. Lay down.”

You point to the floor and the Saint Bernard dips his head. He circles and obeys. You give him a ‘good boy’ and turn to Ransom as he narrows his eyes at the dog.

“Mmm, damn, why don’t you call me a good boy, baby?” Lloyd startles you as he struts in from the other doorway.

“I… did you want hot chocolate? Or coffee?” You ask.

“Whatsa matter with you? Cock hungry again?” Lloyd snorts.

You wince, “it’s Christmas.”

“Oh, damn, she’s got stamina,” Lloyd snickers, “I didn’t think you’d be back on your feet again so fast. Maybe on your back…”

“I’ll have coffee,” Ransom slides up to lean against the armrest and rolls his shoulders with a groan, “I’m stiff as fuck.”

“Me too, but coffee won’t do much for it,” Lloyd sneers as he rubs the front of his pants.

“I’ll put a pot on,” you say and try to side step Lloyd.

“I’d love something warm,” he catches you by the throat, “I could just drink you up, sweet cheeks.”

He flicks his tongue at you and you struggle to hold your smile. You can do it. You’ve made it through how many Black Fridays?

“That will wake you up, Hugh–”

“Don’t call me fucking Hugh,” Ransom snaps back.

The tension is cut with a sharp ahem. You glance past Lloyd as Andy lurks in the doorway. Lloyd retracts his hand and wiggles his fingers. You let your breath out.

“Do you want coffee or not?” Andy grits out.

“Dark roast,” Lloyd gestures derisively as he spins on his heel, “maybe you numbnuts needa drop a blue pill into yours but I’ll take mine black.”

“Fuck off, Hansen,” Ransom mutters.

“What? I’m just saying, if you can’t keep up, I got enough to give her a merry christmas.”

“Talk, talk, talk,” Ransom rolls his eyes.

“Come on, sweetie,” Andy offers his hand,“let’s go get that hot chocolate.”

“Fucking cuck,” Lloyd sneers under his breath.

Andy sighs and you take his hand.

“Sounds yummy,” you chime as you lead him out.

#andy barber #lloyd hansen #ransom drysdale #dark andy barber #dark!andy barber #dark lloyd hansen #dark!lloyd hansen #dark ransom drysdale #dark!ransom drysdale #lloyd hansen x reader #andy barber x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #au #multifandom #multicharacter #fic #dark fic #dark!fic #series #three for one #the gray man #knives out #defending jacob

[unoislazy]

BES Characters and Pets

How they would react to you bringing home an animal

Characters:Mizu,Akemi,Taigen and Ringo

A/N: Pretty short but I want to give you guys more variety than just I Am No Coward back to back

(Apparently I can’t spell cause I’ve had to edit this four separate times so I’m sorry if there are any spelling errors)

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Mizu

-The moment you walk through that door with an animal in hand, no matter how small or cute the first thing she says is

“Put it back.”

-of course you would’ve already been committed to the little creature at that point so that wasn’t even in the question.

-she would begrudgingly allow you to continue to have it, but she wouldn’t want anything to do with it

-she thinks you give it more attention than you give her, but she never says anything about it

-very slowly she would eventually start to come around, It would take a fair amount of convincing though

-one day something in her just clicks and suddenly she doesn’t mind the animal at all.

-if the animal was a cat the moment to cause this click would definitely be it rubbing up against her for the first time

-you’d catch her talking to the animal occasionally when she thinks she’s alone, almost like she’s having a conversation with it

Akemi

-Akemi would be more a fan of more delicate animals, maybe a bird or a bunny

-she would also feel guilty for having one in the first place so you’d have to explain that the chances of it surviving on its own are low

-that’s literally all it would take to convince her

-don’t expect her to take care of the messy parts though

-she may grow fond of the animal but the moment it makes a mess, that’s your pet not hers

-she can handle dirt and grime but if she doesn’t have to, she’s prefer not to

-you have found her ranting to the animal before about her father which you decided was best if you didn’t interrupt

Taigen

-this man is a dog lover through and through there’s NO way he isn't

-100% thinks cats are all mean

-If you brought back a dog with you he would be secretly ecstatic

-you thought that was your dog? Nope not anymore

-mans best friend for a reason I suppose

-would find training him extremely entertaining and when he’s not training himself, he’s off training the dog

-tried to teach the dog how to fight with a sword once…

-didn’t end well.

-you tried to tell him but Taigen has an issue with listening apparently

Ringo

-all animals

-he loves them all

-you give him any animal he would protect it with his life

-no convincing needed

-that man would find joy in any animal you give him

-I could see him looking after a duckling

#x reader #mizu blue eye samurai #unoislazy #fanfiction #mizu come home the kids miss you #bes mizu #mizu x reader #blue eye samurai fanfic #blue eye samurai x reader #x gn reader #blue eye samurai x you #ringo blue eye samurai #blue eyed samurai #blue eye samurai ringo #akemi #akemi blue eye samurai #bes akemi #taigen #taigen blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai taigen #heacanons #headcanons #headcanon

[cosmerelists]

The Most Annoying Things About Living on Roshar

Notice that I said annoying. I’m not talking about real problems like, uh, slavery and war crimes and a broken social system and etc etc. I’m talking about things that I think would just kinda be annoying about living in Stormlight Archive.

1. You can’t tell little white lies about how you’re feeling.

Thanks to those pesky emotion spren always showing how you’re REALLY feeling! As illustrated here: https://www.tumblr.com/taravangians-storming-balls/716486386153291776/me-if-i-lived-on-roshar

2. If you’re Alethi or Alethi-influenced, you have to be religious to get food variety.

Are you a woman? Sweet food only! Are you a man? Spicy/savory food only! Want the food of a gender not your own? Looks like you need to join the church! 

Like...what?

3. Nothing is fluffy.

Outside of Shinovar, everything on Roshar is a crab. Crab-dogs, crab-cows, crab-bugs, crab-crabs, you get it. Which is great if you’re an animal who wants to be protected from the constantly dangerous weather, but bad if you’re a human who, like me, wants to pet things that are fluffy. I just feel like petting an axehound isn’t quite the same.

4. If you’re an Alethi woman with naturally hot hands, life sucks.

Now, I wouldn’t understand this myself, since I have icy hands forever, but some women have hands that naturally run hot. And yet those same women must, if they’re Alethi or Alethi-influenced, keep one hand covered at all times. That must be torture for Lady Hot Hands.

5. If you’re an Alethi man, you can’t kick back with a nice book.

At least prior to Dalinar, Alethi men could never just, like, chill out with a lovely book...at least, not without joining the church. And just because many men didn’t realize their loss does not make it any less sad. 

6. “We’ve gotta get you a spren.”

Adolin is like the last main character to not have a spren. And I remember when someone said something like “We gotta get you a spren!” to Adolin in the same “jovial” tones as people keep saying, “You need a girlfriend!” to Kaladin. And that’s a lot of pressure. I think it would be annoying, especially to people who just don’t want to join the Radiants thank you very much.

7. You can’t share funny undertext with your guy friends.

If I were reading a book aloud to one of my guy friends and there was a funny undertext, I would be legitimately bummed that I was forbidden to share it with him due to a seemingly worldwide ladies agreement to hide the existence of the undertext from men. But, like, what if it was really funny?

8. The anxiety of constantly leaking Stormlight.

Gems constantly leak Stormlight, and they can only be renewed during storms. People are fairly casual about this in the books, but man, that would make me SO anxious, especially during the Weeping when apparently it’s just expected that all gems will just sort of run out. Like, in my actual life, if there’s a power outage, I’m there huddled like a little ferret nervously checking my phone battery every few seconds, watching the battery percentage tick slowly down and fretting about how I can’t recharge it until the power comes back on but who KNOWS when that will be.

...Okay, so maybe this one is just me. 

#cosmerelists #cosmere #Roshar #Stormlight Archive

[doubledash7]

I always love more variety in my game, and I love the conversion of The Sims careers to The Sims 2 by LientebollemeiS2I. I wanted to make them more integrated though, so with the permission of LientebollemeiS2I, here are my amendment's to these careers to include:

Chance cards (for every level)

Different career levels (since some of the levels match other careers)

Connection to University Majors

LifeTime wants! The only things they don't have are specific career rewards and Wants that will roll in the Wants and Fears panel.

Please see below for a list of the career levels (the first three levels are matched for Teen/Elder) and also links if you need information such as job descriptions, wages, work days and skill requirements:

Animal Care (https://sims.fandom.com/wiki/Animal_care)

SimFileShare or MediaFire

Level 1: Dog Walker Level 2: Obedience Trainer Level 3: Sheep Custodian Level 4: Aquarium Technician Level 5: Zoo Keeper Level 6: Dolphin TRainer Level 7: Animal Acting Coach Level 8: Alligator Relocator Level 9: Veterinarian Level 10: Pet Stylist

Circus (https://sims.fandom.com/wiki/Circus)

SimFileShare or MediaFire Level 1: Popcorn Vendor Level 2: Ticket Taker Level 3: Midway Carnier Level 4: Sideshow Barker Level 5: Clown Level 6: Human Cannonball Level 7: Acrobat Level 8: Trapeze Artist Level 9: Lion Tamer Level 10: Ringmaster

Fashion (https://sims.fandom.com/wiki/Fashion)

SimFileShare or MediaFire Level 1: Department Store Clerk Level 2: Tailor Level 3: Makeup Artist Level 4: Painter's Model Level 5: Fashion Photographer Level 6: Tradeshow Model Level 7: Runway Model Level 8: Supermodel Level 9: Fashion Columnist Level 10: Fashion Designer

Hacker (https://sims.fandom.com/wiki/Hacker)

SimFileShare or MediaFire Level 1: Beta Tester Level 2: Support Tech Level 3: Web Master Level 4: Hacker Level 5: Security Consultant Level 6: Software Designer Level 7: Internet Entrepreneur Level 8: Software CEO Level 9: Venture Capitalist Level 10: Information Overlord

Xtreme (https://sims.fandom.com/wiki/Xtreme)

SimFileShare or MediaFire Level 1: Daredevil Level 2: Bungee Jumper Instructor Level 3: Whitewater Rafting Guide Level 4: Extreme Circuit Recruit Level 5: Bush Pilot Level 6: Mountain Climber Level 7: Photo Journalist Level 8: Treasure Hunter Level 9: Grand Prix Driver Level 10: World Surfing Champion

There are four files per career (eg. AdultCareer_AnimalCare, AdultCareer_AnimalCare_Conditions, AdultCareer_AnimalCare_LTW and TeenElderCareer_AnimalCare).

All four files are required and can just be put straight into your downloads folder.

You will notice some of the above career levels do not match the original careers. Some of the levels are already represented in other careers in the game, so I decided to swap some around and include some new jobs.

These files have new GUID numbers, so they should not conflict with other downloads, even the original versions of these careers.

The Lifetime Wants are also compatible with @lamare-sims 50 New Lifetime Wants for Sims 2: https://modthesims.info/download.php?t=669675

I'd like to thank the following members of our community for their assistance in these updates:

@sims2idea-lientebollemeis2i for creating the converted careers to begin with and providing their permission to share my amendments. Their original careers can be found here: https://s2idownloads.blogspot.com/search/label/SFS%20-%201t2%20Maxis%27%20Careers

@lamare-sims for creating the 50 New Lifetime Wants for Sims 2 mod and providing me assistance in making the Lifetime Wants compatible with their mod.

@sharlasims for her assistance and support with creating the chance cards.

@teaaddictyt For her Photoshop skills and support with converting the career icons.

@episims for their assistance troubleshooting the career outfits.

@rio-sims & @palominocorn for creating a tutorial on how to create Lifetime Wants.

I hope you enjoy my version of these careers and please do not hesitate to contact me if you run into any trouble. 06/07/2023 - EDIT: Thank you to @lamare-sims who found some errors in the files. I have fixed the LTW and Conditions files to reflect some correct instance numbers and I have reuploaded the zip files to include up the amended files. Please replace these two files for each career if you have already downloaded it. 05/08/2023 - UPDATE: @bothersomecryptid has touched up the icons and been kind enough to share them! They made them with to work better with the Clean UI. You just need to replace the images in the career file through SimPE. You can download at this link: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1q5j3AniepLh_lE_kgWgOYOkZkq9EzHNJ/view 03/09/2023 - EDIT: Thank you to @equinoxts2 and @lamare-sims for their further edits to the conditions files. I have reuploaded all files as new links, so feel free to replace the ones in your game. Children should no longer roll LTW's and you shouldn't get any errors when choosing these LTW's. 06/09/2023 - @venomander has been kind enough to create alternative icons for the careers. You can download them at these links: MediaFile 1

MediaFile 2

#the sims 2 #the sims 2 custom content #the sims 2 cc #the sims 2 careers #the sims 2 lifetime want

[hellenhighwater]

This may be a mildly weird question, and I apologize if it is, but do you have any advice for how to figure out if a person (specifically oneself) would be a good cat owner? I love cats, and a lot of my future dreams involve owning one (or several). However, I often worry that I wouldn't be a good cat owner. When I was a kid, I was often nervous/skittish around animals because I couldn't predict them and was afraid of getting scratched or bitten. I'm a lot better now than I used to be (will actively seek to interact with my friends' pets, have been trusted to look after peoples' dogs for short periods of time), a lot of my instinctive reactions to being startled by animals are still . . . not entirely helpful. (Not directly harmful! I would never! But stuff like freezing up or pulling away in such a way that it can give the wrong signal to animals.) Plus, I'm not always great at picking up cues/body language from people, and based on what I've read, that's about 75% of how animals communicate, so even during good interactions, I'm always a little worried that I'm doing something wrong because I'm missing some cue.

Again, I love cats and would very much like to have one or more someday. But I only want to do that if I can be sure that I'm going to be able to give any cats of mine a good life, and I don't want to get a cat only to have to rehome it a few months later. Any tips on how to handle all this?

Thanks so much for your time and, more generally, for the delight of seeing Malice and Vice (and the kittens!) periodically on my dash. Your posts about them always brighten my day. <3

It sounds like you'd be a good owner to the right cat, and that you may want to find someone who can help you pick that cat out when you're in a position to adopt one. If you're lucky, a local shelter or rescue may be able to help you with this. If you can, call ahead and explain that you're looking for your first cat, and would like some help finding that one; ask if there's a good time to come meet some cats where someone who knows the current cats well could maybe point you to one that might be right. Also, if a personality profile for a cat includes "good with kids," that probably means they're going to be tolerant of any mistakes you might make re: body language.

You should definitely look for an adult, at least six years old, maybe even a cat in the senior category (which, depending on how a shelter or rescue categorizes cats, can be any cat over the age of 10. Cats can live a long time, so 10 is really not that old.) Try to not get attached to specific looks and just go by personality.

Cats have a lot of personality variety, and there's tons of cats out there that are truly very friendly and cuddly, and really just need someone to meet their basic needs and shower them in affection. An adult cat that has lived with people before, or who was just a friendly stray is probably going to take it fine if you freeze up or pull back suddenly, and if they're old enough to have become chill, will just walk away if you're bugging them. Crucially, you do not want to try to take a difficult or traumatized cat as your very first one. Those cats need help, true, but you need to learn first.

You can learn a lot about body language for cats online, but mostly you learn it by exposure. Plus, cat body language can be very individual-specific, so it's fine to just learn over time what your cat is saying.

There's tons of cats that are just sweet-natured. A'Tuin, my momma foster, would make a great first cat for someone! She's not shy about coming up and asking for attention, and will even use her paws to pull my hand to her face for ear scratches. She's good with not using her claws, has never tried to nip or bite, and mostly just wants to be looked after and cuddled. And there's tons of cats like her out there.

#I actually picked mal and vice by looks specifically because I didn't really have strong personality preferences #Vice particularly fell into the category of a Difficult Cat #and i like all sorts of cat personalities so that was fine

[astrologythingzzz]

Moon sign observations ✨🌝

Hi everyone! I've thought about doing these for a very long time now! I'll be using my own experiences with the moon signs! 🌙

Some observations are going to be more accurate than others!

Take what resonates and please know that none of these are meant to hurt anyone! 🌝

P.s. I started a tiktok account. It's called Astrologythingzzz too. Check it out if you want to! 🧡

Aries moon

My mom has this placement. She's very ambitious, but also really loves to experience new things every other day! She can be very impulsive with money (it is in her 2nd house). Her emotions sometimes get the best of her. She needs variety and stimulation, when she was in her 20s she travelled a lot and had a big friend group! Personally, I've never met many people with aries moons so she's my only reference.

Taurus moon

My dad is a taurus moon. His most used sentence is "You can save money in every part of you life, but you should never save money when it comes to food." I think that's very typical for taurus placements. He craves stability and peace. He loves good food, dancing and family time. His love language is also giving you food that you like! He likes tradition, he's from Italy so he always makes sure that his children are very much in touch with his roots.

Gemini moon

That is my placement! I don't know anyone else with that placement, so I'll write down my own experience with this one. I'm bored easily, but I'm not superficial. Actually I'm not that social and not very outgoing. As a Child i loved reading and fantasising. I get very restless and nervous, sometimes I have sleep issues if my body is in distress (it is in my 12th house tho). I feel like there are two different gemini moon people, the one is the social, outgoing one, the other is socially withdrawn and nervous. Guess I got the latter one! 🌝

Cancer moon

These are the most loving, warm hearted people ever. They do everything for their family, they provide and make the best gifts! They really listen to the people they love, they also sense your feelings and are amazing at comforting. One of my best friends that I used to talk to had this placement. Sadly we are not involved with each other anymore, but she always felt like home to me. You can count on them to cook you your favorite meal or bake your favorite cookies!

Leo moon

Sadly I've never been truly involved with one. The ones that I know are very obsessed with their image. The girl has really long hair, she's even known for it. But the guy has always been very attention craving. He is very sweet deep down and romantic. But also kind of toxic, I feel like he's an unevolved leo moon. Hopefully I'll get to know more leo moons, they seem so warm and welcoming!

Virgo moon

My girl bestfriend has this placement. We both love talking about kind of everything (mercurial moons) wether it be books, gossip, personal stuff... She gets stomach issues when stressed. She loves animals, she has a very deep bond to her pet dog. She lives vegan and loves minimalistic interior design. She always cared for her younger siblings, cooking for them, sometimes even taking the role of a caretaker (she's a cancer sun). We haven't been very much in touch lately, but I still cherish her a lot! She helped me getting through many things and I can count on her to always be honest with me. I have also shared a flat with two other virgo moons, the one was absolutely crazy about houseplants, she had like 30 in her room. She was very nice and gentle, but a little too naggy for me. The other one is my soulsister, we always grabbed food or cooked together which was very fun!!

Libra moon

Sadly, I didn't have the best experience with this placement. A friend in school had this, and she just was very passive aggressive. She wasn't romantic or warm, she was rather cold and aloof. When I started dating my boyfriend, she got so jealous and accused me of never having time for her. We never really hung out anyways, but that's when she started getting toxic. Her mother was very strict so she also became like that. She was also the one person that always complained about the exams but in the end she always had A's. We lost touch after school and I'm very glad about it. I know that she was probably an unevolved libra moon, so I hope I'll get to know the nice, gentle and loving ones! 🌚

Scorpio moon

I lived with one for about 4 months. She was very shy, but she was willing to open up. When you criticised her, she felt completely offended and never really talked to me ever again. She moved out very soon and my other flat mates and I weren't so sad about it. She never talked to us, she didn't even get out of her room after this one incident, where we criticised her for never coming out of her room. We were 4 girls sharing a big flat, 3 of us were always going out and having fun together, she never even read our text messages so we just assumed she didn't want to be involved with us. She just seemed very cold. In the end she blamed us for being cold, even though we invited her out for like a 100 times. We were even a little scared of her, she just seemed so unfriendly. I have never heard of her every since and I'm not mad about it.

Sagittarius moon

I know some people with this placement. Actually many of them are studying to become a lawyer and they're pretty good at it. One of them is becoming a police officer the other wants to be a politician. They cherish their own opinion a lot, they love living life as they want to. They are down for partying every weekend, I also saw a connection with drinking too much... Sometimes the girls are "not like other girls" because of their love for danger and adventure. One of them always felt the need to rub under my nose how much she liked to perform sports and whatever. They are very sporty though. But I sometimes get the feeling they take themselves too seriously. Not my favorite moon placement, but they're alright. They can be a little braggy and their political views can be a little extreme. A love for animals and justice.

Capricorn moon

Sorry, but no. 🧡 They treat everything as a transaction, if they're giving you something, you automatically owe them. They can be funny though and really nice. They are very ambitious. I noticed they do have a problem with feelings, and if they're getting involved with you, it is for the long run. On the other hand, if you don't seem like the one, they will just leave you hanging around until they find a better option. Maybe that's just my experience. I feel like their childhood was very strict, they had to look after themselves and their parents weren't very supportive of them. Might have a narcissistic mom.

Aquarius moon

That's another placement that was my flatmate. She also had a very rough childhood. Her father wasn't even involved, her mother always favoured her brothers over her. It was really hard getting to know her and even though i had loved to stay in touch with her, I haven't heard of her after moving out, which is kinda sad. She was very emotionally codependent on her boyfriend, so there wasn't really space for any other relationship in her life. I just hope she's happy now. :) The other aqua moon I know studies the same subject at university like me. We get along very well, but we're not best friends. She also seems a little distant, she lives in her own world and has her own circle of friends. But she's very nice and very human(?) I love talking to her, it just makes me feel great! 🧡

Pisces moon

This one is a little tricky. My boyfriend has this placement, and he's the most gentle, kind, supportive, understanding and loving person I know. Pisces moons can be the most creative, selfless and caring people in the world. On the other hand, my bully in high school had this placement 💀 She always used me for homework and talked sh*t about me behind my back. I feel like pisces is a placement in general, that really needs to learn how to deal with their gentle and sensitive nature. It seems like many of them try to mask their feelings by being mean/ dominant/aggressive. But it's no weakness to show emotions! 🧡 Because of my boyfriend, it's probably my favorite moon sign! 🧡

That would be it! Hope you liked it!

If you can't resonate, please know that these are my personal experiences with the moon signs. Every moon sign has an evolved and unevolved part. I feel like I met a lot of unevolved ones. Sadly.

Anyways, see you soon, love you. Byee🧡

#astrology #moon signs #moon observations #leo moon #cancer #cancer moon #aquarius moon #pisces moon #libra moon #taurus moon #aries moon #gemini moon #sagittarius moon #virgo moon #capricorn moon #scorpio moon #astrology observations #astro observations

[ineed-to-sleep]

Tagged by @seldaryne <3

I'm tagging @alongtidesoflight , @peachshroom , @boghermit to share some BG3 oc info if you'd like! ^^

And anyone who wants to do this, pls consider yourself tagged and feel free to tag me so I can see your oc!

Name: Nawen Farlong

Nickname(s): No specific nicknames, though she does get "darling" from Astarion and "soldier" from Karlach. She's generally more often the one that gives people nicknames instead of receiving them skdhakd Astarion gets "angel" and "kitten" a lot, Shadowheart gets "my heart" and "my love" and Karlach usually gets "general"(a lot of the nicknames she gives were initially meant with sarcasm, but after a while became actual terms of endearment).

Pronouns: She/her

Star sign: Whatever the in-universe equivalent of a scorpio is

Height: 5'3" with the attitude of 6'4"

Orientation: Everyone is game. If she were a romance option, rest assured you could probably romance her, as long as you're being a cunt ♡

Race: Half-drow

Romancing: Astarion, but it's kinda hard to tell unless you spend a long time with them. Astarion isn't 100% comfortable with touching and she's not fond of PDA(she gets all light headed and giggly with physical affection and she hates being seen like that by most people. it breaks the bad bitch fantasy). You could see them occasionally flirting or teasing each other but they're also just Like That with most people, so it's hard to tell if they're really an item. They mostly look like coworkers. Partners in crime if you will.

Favorite fruit: She doesn't really have a particular favorite. She likes melon pies and cranberry wine, so by association she might feel more inclined to like those fruits, but nothing she's too crazy about.

Favorite season: She generally likes fall and spring, when it's not too hot out but not too cold either. Wearing too many layers of clothing makes her feel trapped and constrained, and as much as she likes showing skin, warmer temperatures make wearing armor extra uncomfortable, so middle of the road is her favorite.

Favorite flower: It's a tie between lavender and jasmine- lavender providing one of her favorite scents and jasmine one of her favorite teas. She's also fond of water lilies, graceful reminders of the wetlands she grew up in.

Favorite scent: She's never been one for dedicated worship but loves the smell of incense you usually find in temples. She rarely gets inside temples, but when she does she usually comes out with at least a couple "borrowed" incense sticks. Her favorite varieties are lavender and rosemary scents. Other than that, she likes very subtle perfumes that you can only really smell if you get your nose right up on her neck.

Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: Tea. Coffee tends to make her shaky and more anxious, and hot chocolate tends to be a bit too sweet for her tastes. Tea usually helps calm her nerves, so she feels encouraged to drink it quite often.

Average sleep hours: This woman is paranoid and right after popping out of the nautiloid she gets maybe a total of 2-4 hrs of sleep a night. She knows she needs to sleep to function like a human being the next day, but because of a constant fear of attack and distrust for her companions, her sleep time is sectioned and she wakes up several times during the night because there was a weird noise or her internal clock said "ok you've had enough, get up and do the rounds for the 100th time". She always gets up earlier than everyone else. She gets a bit more comfortable as she starts to trust the people around her, but bad habits die hard and it'll be years before she can get an actual full night of rest.

Dogs or cats: She likes animals in general, and her favorites are little mice(quick, can get in and out of places really easily, make for great messengers and easy-to-hide-in-your-pocket pets), but if she had to choose between cats and dogs, cats would probably win, just because they're usually quieter companions and she feels she has more in common with them than with dogs.

Dream trip: She's been to most major cities along the sword coast and is honestly a little bit sick of the place by now. She also has a bit of an aversion to the underdark due to having her differences with some of the locals. Overall, she would love to visit other places in Faerun, maybe farther up north. She's also always been curious about Candlekeep, not because of the endless book collection, but because of rumors of hidden magic and strange creatures living beneath its halls.

Amount of blankets: None at all, if she can help it. Blankets can get in the way if you need to get up quickly in the middle of the night or struggle with an attacker- not that it's happened to her before, noo, nothing embarrassing like that. But she'd rather prevent any mishaps.

Random fact(s):

She gets new piercings on her ears by the beginning of act 3, courtesy of Shadowheart, and helps her change her hair in return.

She and Karlach have the most unexpected friendship and she would probably die for Karlach while Karlach really believes she could fix her.

She's a magic nerd and can often keep up with Gale when discussing the arcane(usually alienating everyone else in the party from the conversation).

She fights with double rapiers instead of double daggers or swords because she understood, from a very early age, how to serve cunt.

#bg3 #tav #bg3 tav #oc.nawen #tag game #iloveyou tag games iloveyou free chance to infodump #every time I get to infodump my lifespan is extended by at least a couple months

[kaaaaaaarf]

imagine if I never met the broskis

Hogwarts Era. Rated T. 1.4k words. Crack. Toronto Mans Remus.

It's at this exact moment that the door to the bathroom opens, and a much more relaxed looking Remus walks out in an entirely different wardrobe from when he went in—wearing a beige Gucci branded muggle bucket hat and a Toronto Raptors jersey over matching jogging pants.  “Wagwan, fam. Reach!” Remus grabs James’ palm and pulls him in for a one armed hug. When he pulls back, he looks him up and down admiringly, “Hooooly, your quiddich pajamas are mad lit, fam."

Okay, so I wasn't going to post this, but @imsiriuslyreading told me I should (she's really scary guys), so here it is. The concept behind this is what if Roadman Remus was actually Toronto Mans Remus.

Note: I really want to stress that this is just silliness!!! If you want to know what a Toronto Mans is, this is a great explanation, as is this video from UofT. TL;DR think Drake or a Canadian rude boi/roadman. Toronto Mans slang is a multiethnical dialect used by a wide variety of people and is a linguistical result of the Canadian cultural mosaic.

Anyways.

Ratchet Happy Birthday, Remus. 🎂

Fic under the cut.

It's Sirius Black's first night at Hogwarts. So far, it’s been everything he’d hoped for. He was sorted into Gryffindor—first Black in a hundred years to not be sorted into Slytherin. He couldn’t wait to owl his parents in the morning to let them know. Maybe he’d get a howler back! Gosh, that could be fun.   

After the sorting, he met his new roommates. First there's James, who Sirius met at dinner and immediately fell a bit in love with as he watched him stick a third year’s pet frog into the pocket of a red headed girl named Lily. Her face turned the same colour as her hair when she reached in to pull out her wand and felt slimy skin instead. It was so funny, but even he has to concede that it’s a good thing they haven’t learned how to hex anyone yet, or else she would have hexed his bollocks off. His parents would hate James, say he’s a bad influence—he's perfect. Maybe he’ll talk about his new best friend James Potter in his letter in the morning.

Next there was Peter—short and kind, with a wild sense of humour—he’s had Sirius in stitches all evening. He really should be writing the comic strips that come in packs of Drooble’s Best Blowing Gum, his talents feel wasted here.

Then there was Remus. Remus...well, none of them know what to make of Remus yet. He’s tall and quiet, with a wicked scar that stretches across his nose and under the golden curls that fall over his brow. He didn’t say much of anything at the feast, but the three boys overheard some of the professors saying that Remus and his family had just moved to Wales from Canada, after some sort of animal attack had happened in the Rockies. As soon as they made it to their new dorm, a tense looking Remus had shut himself in the dormitory toilets without a word. 

"Black, mind if I use the toilet next? I drank too much pumpkin juice at the feast."

Sirius looks over at James from where he’s hanging up a Holyhead Harpies poster. "Yeah, no worries, Potter. You’re welcome to it if Remus ever comes out. Do you think he’s okay in there?”

It's at this exact moment that the door to the bathroom opens, and a much more relaxed looking Remus walks out in an entirely different wardrobe from when he went in—wearing a beige Gucci branded muggle bucket hat and a Toronto Raptors jersey over matching jogging pants. 

“Wagwan, fam. Reach!” Remus grabs James’ palm and pulls him in for a one armed hug. When he pulls back, he looks him up and down admiringly, “Hooooly, your quiddich pajamas are mad lit, fam."

The three other boys look at each other, confused tilts to their brows. “Er—sorry, Remus. What do you mean fam?”

“Oh, before I was sayin’ fam, I was sayin’ bro, and before I was sayin’ bro, I was sayin’ dog. And a dog and a bro are still your fam, so I just took away the dog, took away the bro, and now I'm sayin’ fam.”

Remus moves over to his trunk, putting away his robe and clothes from dinner. Sirius leans into James’ space, smiling at Remus in a way that he guesses is a bit mad in the way that it doesn’t quite reach his wide eyes, whispering, "Do you know what he’s on about?"

James shakes his head, "No idea...Pete, any guesses?”

Peter shuffles across the room to join them, "Oh, my great aunt Perpetua is from Canada. I can try to translate. So far I think he’s said he quite likes your pyjamas, James, and he seems to think we’re his family.”

James looks pleased with that, and tries to start over, "So, Remus—what do your parents do for a living?"

"My parents are muggles, fam. They just get money, I dun know, they don't really have jobs, but they got hustle. They finesse down Weston Road, fam. They finessin' the mans out of their pockets."

Sirius and James both look at Peter, who just shrugs with a frantic look in his eyes. Sirius shakes his head and grins at Remus like he understands, "Oh, right mate. Where in Canada did you say you were from again?"

"I didn’t. I'm from the 6ix—Weston Road, fam, you already know! It's plush."

James looks hesitant when he replies, "Oh, er. We didn't already know...that's why we asked. Never heard of the 6ix."

Remus nods at them, a look of sadness suddenly crossing his lovely face, “Turonno, fam. Weston Road’s a little bit rough, I didn't fit in too much at school, fam. I used to come home and chill on the block—Weston lines, you already know. But I would say if you know what's up, stay with yourself, you move how you move, fam.”

“...Sure.”

“—but it's cool, cause now I'm here with my new fam, you know?” Remus jumps up and down suddenly excited, a spark in his eye, “Oh! Fam, fam—let me tell you the story about how I almost died smoking a muggle cigarette."

Peter rears back at that, "You were smoking a muggle cigarette? Are you not eleven like the rest of us?"

“I’m thirteen, fam. Anyways, so here I go outside to smoke a cigarette, and I'm on my porch sittin' down. I was bare tired fam, bare tired. Then a car drives by slowly. He's grillin' me, so I'm grillin' him."

Sirius tugs on James’ pyjamas, “Do you have any idea what's happening?”

“Not a clue, mate.”

Remus doesn’t seem deterred by their whispering, “So I got the cigarette in my mouth right, and I'm grillin' him, and he rolls his window down and he starts shootin' me like bom bom bom.”

“He starts shooting you!?”

“And like, fuck, fam—I was cheezed. After the first shot I fell, but they hit me so I flipped over. I ran into my back yard fam, and I hopped a fence, and when I hopped the fence I realized the bogie was still in my hand, and I was like what the hell is this bogie still doin' in my hand, so I tossed it and I was like fuck and I ran to the store."

Sirius turns to the other boys, “Pete, really going to need you to translate here.”

“I…I don’t know…”

“I thought you said your aunt was from Canada!”

Pete looks frantic, “Yeah, Manitoba! She says eh and oot instead of out. Not...whatever this is.”

Remus still doesn’t seem to notice their crisis. “—and I asked the store man one more time, did I get shot? And he's like yes. So I'm like call the ambulance, fam!"

There’s a long silence then. The three boys look at each other, waiting to see if he's going to finish the story, but he doesn't.

After a minute, a pale looking Pete mutters, "Crikey."

James shifts from foot to foot and offers, "Erm...well, we're glad you're alright, aren't we chaps?"

Sirius nods profusely, "Yeah, yeah, yes. So glad."

"Yeah, for sure, fam. That was some scary shite. That was the scariest thing I've ever seen in my life, it was moshed. That's why I changed my rap name."

After another beat of silence where nothing else is offered, Sirius mumbles, “...Right.”

Remus jumps onto the end of his bed, swinging his legs, “Anyways, you don' wanna hear about that shit, fam. You wanna hear about the time I got gerked by this wolf? I gerked him back though, don' worry."

James looks at his wrist as if he were wearing a muggle watch, “Erm, it’s late and we're a bit tired, aren't we lads?"

Peter and Sirius answer in enthusiastic agreement, “So tired. Exhausted, really.”

“Ah, no worries, fam. You mind if I listen to Drake before bed? My moms got me this sick muggle music player, fam. Helps me sleep.”

Sirius has no idea what a Drake is, but he’s relieved to be getting out of this conversation, “Yeah, yeah, go for it, mate. Have a good night.”

He soon finds out, and as he lays back on his bed, listening to this Drake sing about God’s Plan, he thinks of the dimple on Remus’ cheek whenever he says fam and the way it makes something swoop in his belly.

It’s going to be an interesting year.

#fic: toronto mans remus #remus lupin #sirius black #marauders #wolfstar #james potter #petey p #Spotify #not posting this to ao3 because reasons

[bonefarm]

my wife grew up with a cockatiel. i did not grow up with birds (cats family). my wife and i now have 2 cats a large dog and fish tanks even. i try not to mention birds to her but i did today (i heard a neighbor’s apartment emitting Bird Sounds recently) and she got sad. she really misses her bird and wants one again. i’m very against it for a variety of reasons. do you have any advice? i really don’t think it would be a good idea. the noise bothers me (she’s HoH so it isn’t quite as bad for her), i work from home a lot, she works outside the house, a lot of pet tasks fall to me, we have lots of animals already, the money, the long lifespan, the naughtiness and intelligence, the difficulty in keeping parrotids with sufficient enrichment so they don’t have issues to their health or behavior. i think logically she knows most of this (we’ve been to a parrot rescue / sanctuary / shelter thing. we know what happens). it worries me how much she wants a bird. i try suggesting that one day we could compromise and do a domesticated species like pigeons or chickens or quail.

I think you are on the right track! I wish I had better advice for you because I was (and am) very much in your shoes and my partner went out and bought a bird against my wishes. My birds are very lucky that, it turns out, I really like birds and find their needs interesting, he, on the other hand, ended up not actually liking living with parrots.

So it goes.

If you work from home say goodbye to phone calls unless you have a dedicated room across the house where the bird can be, you’ll need to get up early to prepare fresh or pre frozen food and fill foraging toys, and your lunch break will probably be spent with the bird. I probably spend about 3 hours a day on bird stuff and probably $150-$200 per month on food and toys all told.

The cats and dog will need to be put up if the bird is ever in communal spaces. That can be its own constant game of musical pets.

Truly a banty chicken or pigeon or quail would be a great option and all of those are a great reminder of how messy and demanding birds can be without involving an animal that will get deeply emotionally dependent on you for a long, long time.

I feel for her because I love my birds and they are extremely endearing animals but they are a LOT to live with in practice.

#asks

[a-dinosaur-a-day]

I am back to complain more but do you ever notice how like. Every pet that isn't a cat or a dog is often labelled "exotic"? It really confuses me. It seems like sometimes a very good domesticated pet and a wild animal that is deeply unethical to keep as a pet both get put into the same category. Idk. I don't like when people do that. I don't think "cats and dogs" and "not cats and dogs" is a very useful way to categorise peoples pets.

I have also seen people suggest that the only domesticated animals are cats and dogs!

ITS RIDICULOUS

humans have NEVER only practiced husbandry with domesticated animals. NEVER.

first off... we had to domesticate things in the first place

second off... most animal husbandry until recently was practical, not companion-based, so *all* pet husbandry now is just very different from the past

third off... many populations of animals have been "tamed" for human husbandry, including things you would never imagine to be possible (Cassowaries! FUCKING CASSOWARIES WERE REARED ON NEW GUINEA.)

fourth off... Human-Animal Bonding (HAB) is in fact a universal thing - we see signs of it across animal groups (and probably other organisms, but anthropocentrism = not acknowledging plants have feelings), with zoo animals and even wild animals bonding with humans in a variety of forms, leading to a release of bonding chemicals in both the human and the non-human animal's brains. idk where this "your pet cant love you" shit came from, because the science shows it happens in the most random animals (fish. fish release bonding chemicals with their humans. fish.)

fifth off... there are SO MANY ANIMALS IN SHELTERS THAT NEED HOMES it is irresponsible to say that people shouldn't have x or y pet if they are able to actually take care of it (admittedly, there are many ACTUALLY exotic pets where that last part doesn't count, but not as many as these anti-pet schmucks say)

sixth off... so. many. things. are. domesticated. chickens! pigeons! ducks! geese! and you know what? a lot of those things DONT MAKE GOOD PETS. domesticated doesn't equal good pet, and non-domesticated doesn't equal bad pet. it's NUANCED. NUANCED. LIKE EVERYTHING.

seventh off... the actual problems that occur in pet care come from not respecting the animal as an individual and as a different kind of individual than yourself, not from an inherent problem in caring for certain kinds of animals. you have to view the human-animal bond as a *partnership*, not a hierarchical relationship, that just happens to include you physically caretaking for the partner. bah. when you think you "own" the animal, have control over it, get to dictate it - that's when you have problems.

eighth off... there are many animals that can *only* survive in captivity, whether its proper pet care, a shelter, or a zoo/aquarium. maybe they're disabled, maybe they were reared by humans, maybe they were traumatized. the list goes on. so many people would just "free" these animals into the wild where they would, ya know, die (remember Keiko, anyone?)

ninth off... anthropocentrism means assuming other animals want the same things as us... I s2g if I see another person say "oh poor pet birdie in a cage it should be free" when I know for a fact these pet birds actually appreciate the safety and security as long as they get enough out-of-cage and bonding time...

tenth off... this all goes back to the fundamental truth that humans are a PART of nature, that we are ALSO ANIMALS, that we are just connecting with other creatures and that is NORMAL, and it is OKAY that we shape the world, the problem is HOW we shape it... like... we are not separate from nature, and thinking that is how we got into this climate crisis in the first place!

G A H

idk what the actual definition of "exotic" pet should be, but "non-domesticated" isn't it

#anthropocentrism #mammal bias #pets #pet care #zoos

[marixrose]

JJK Boys: What pet you share

Characters: Gojo, Geto, Sukuna, Yuji, Megumi

!!WARNING: ALL CHARACTERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18 ARE AGED UP!!

Gojo

You two would not buy animals, you would take in strays. So you both have a variety of animals.

Geto

He would want a black cat. He lets the cat curl up on his lap while he is doing work. 

Sukuna

He would want a snake, probably one with pretty scales. He loves feeding it dead rats. 

Yuji

A cat or a bunny, probably a bunny more. He finds both animals to be adorable. 

Megumi

He would beg you to get a dog. He loves taking the dog on walks and playing fetch with it.

© Marixrose everything is written by me and should not be rewritten or sold𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 I do not own any of these characters, they are owned by Gege Akutami and his franchise 呪術廻戦 (Sorcery Fight) “Jujutsu Kaisen”

#jjk #jujutsu geto #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu kaisen #jjk megumi #megumi fushiguro #yuji jjk #yuji itadori #sukana #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #sukuna x reader #yuji x reader #yuji x you #yuji x y/n #megumi x reader #geto x reader #jjk geto #geto suguru #getou suguru x reader

[sleepingdeath-light]

claude + s/o who enjoys being treated like a pet hcs ; 18+

requested by ; imakequestionablelifedecisions (26/05/23)

fandom(s) ; black butler

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | anime-only

character(s) ; claude faustus

outline ; “Can I please have Claude who has a s/o who really likes being owned/someones pet and wants Claude to be their owner (fem reader please)”

warning(s) ; pet play, nothing explicit but heavy implications of sexual contact occurring, spanking/impact play, praise kink, humiliation, implied degradation, dominant!claude, semi-public kink

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

there is no chance that this demon will turn down the opportunity to have a partner who is so naturally submissive that they downright beg to be owned and treated as a pet

so, needless to say, he’s more than eager to accommodate your wishes

just be warned that he does not half ass things — it’s just not in his nature — and he’s only going to step back unless it’s socially necessary or if you call the agreed upon safe word

he’ll go all out for you so you can expect the full nine yards of pet play

you only get to eat and drink out of bowls on the floor — pets don’t sit at the table

misbehaviour will lead to a night in the crate or a thorough spanking — good pets don’t act up

you don’t speak or communicate, you bark/meow and yap and growl/hiss — pets can’t talk, after all

if you’re good you get to sleep in the bed with him, otherwise you’re in a large dog bed — pets shouldn’t even be in bed in the first place

you are not permitted to remove the heavy collar that he places around your neck, nor are you permitted to move unless he gives you permission — if that means kneeling on the floor, unmoving, for hours then so be it because good girls listen to their owners

and if you have the room to do so, then he might even attach a leash to your collar and take you for a walk around the estate

you’re also gifted a variety of toys — some from your owner, others from alois (who treats you like a house pet rather than a servant) and others from hannah who tends to spoil you more than the others

he calls you ‘good girl’ and ‘good pet’ and praises you for obedience and compliance — especially if that means quietening down and bowing your head and listening to what he tells you to do

he talks about you like you’re a pet (well… you are) to the other members of staff — mentioning how well you’re taking to your training, how clingy you’ve been and how loud you were yowling overnight

the triplets only add to this aspect of humiliation by whispering amongst themselves, loud enough for you to hear, about you in the same way they’d talk about a cat or dog (how loud you are, how claude should scold you, asking whether they think claude will let them scold you, etc.)

hannah, meanwhile, will spoil you and sneak you treats — she’s always had a soft spot for animals — and she might even speak to your defence or let you stay with her overnight if she thinks claude is being particularly cruel

all in all, the demons around you are all very accepting of this want of yours and all quickly adapt their language and habits to accommodate it — after all, what demon wouldn’t want to be gifted a position of inherent authority over a mortal woman like you?

of course there are moments where you have to be treated like a human, but aside from that your life as a pet is all set in stone

filled with treats and affection and head pats and toys — and the same level of punishment for misbehaviour that would be afforded to any other pet

cushy and comfortable but fair and it’s all thanks to your partner, claude, who was more than happy to step up as your owner the moment you asked it of him

what a loving master you have

#sleepingdeath #female reader #claude faustus x reader #black butler x reader #kuroshitsuji x reader #suggestive hcs #suggestive #minors dni #minors fuck off #minors don’t touch #black butler smut #kuroshitsuji smut #claude faustus smut

[hisui555]

Hazbin Hotel thoughts : Pets 1

(Pets 2 : Vees + Overlords here)

Masterpost here.

"How would they be with a pet ?"

(Yes, the actual animals, sorry to disappoint.)

Because that's the next stage of evolution after kids anyway, right ? Along those vaguely vertebrated, reality defying cell-constructs that take over your life and present odd behavior to a large variety of situations, that also have the strange but well-documented observable ability to have power over some peculiar form of magnetism : attracting trouble. Rumor has it that this particular species is called by the common name of "siblings".

Where was I before I got grossly interrupted by myself ? Ah, yes, pets. Since this is quite long, I'm only putting the Hazbin crew for that one, will do the others later. Mixing some stuff already seen in canon, stuff that's now loosely canon, and own speculations, here we go :

The Hazbin Crew (not forgetting Lucifer this time around) !

Charlie technically has Razzle and Dazzle as familiars (well... Razzle anyway now), though she's not seen interacting with them much, but she does have some small moments with KeeKee. She treats her well and the two are seen to go quite nicely along, surprisingly treating her like a normal pet (and not a substitute child or something), so I think she's one of the ordinary pet owners. She could love soft pets the most (as seen with her excitement to get to pet a koala in Heaven, implying Hell pets aren't that soft or nice usually - which, no wonder, given what we've seen from Helluva Boss' Hellhound adoption center, also with Hell being, y'know, Hell) and love to cuddle them, distractingly give them scritches and strokes with one hand while working on something else. She naturally wouldn't like to see her pet hurt, but would be the type to forget regular check-ins for minor shots and general health-care, not out of malice or anything but just because it's such a small thing (compared to how busy she is with the Hotel) that it simply slipped her mind. Vaggie would probably have to remind her that they better get the hellbies shot soon, and Charlie would drop anything to wrench a timeslot on her busy schedule, wait, maybe next Wednesday...? But I promised Niffty we could go buy new cleaning supplies on that day, oh, jeez, umm, Friday ? No, no, that's Share Your Feelings Day, can't skip that - uhh... until Vaggie simply says that she'll take care of it.

She'll be the owner that actually doesn't overcoddle her pet (contrary to how she behaves with Sinners), and sees it like the animal it is instead of something else. However, she'll also be empathetic, enthusiastic (especially with big-friendly-dog-like energy pets), and always eager to interact with it, whether in a calm (awww, who's up for cuddles ? You ? Why yes we can have cuddles) or energic way (Who's a good boy/girl ? Who wants to go for a walk ? Ready ? Fetch !) given the type of pet. Expect photos of moments she finds endearing or milestone celebrations. Any abandoned kitten in a box found is immediately saved and showered with affection. She will also have a high chance of incorporating them into therapy with Sinners, because "puppy dog kisses" and all. Hurt an animal, especially for sadism, and she will get very pissed. Not violent, but very threatening at least, demon horns and all : animals may be animals, but they're still living beings to be respected and loved.

Vaggie is on the more pragmatic side, getting all appointments ahead of time, has a vaccine planning for the next 20 years, and if the pet requires it, a stern but adapted education plan (in case of specific breeds with dangerous behavioral issues). She's a bit more commanding, but also shows a softer side around her pet, and would see a middle-to-high maintenance one as a challenge. While she doesn't think she'll be able to afford caring for every lost pet, she'll make sure to find them a home. Might co-own a pet with Charlie most likely than having one of her own, but she'll take care, as said above, of anything practical for her - she's a manager after all. She'll be more fussy about flees and shedding than Charlie, but in an annoyed way rather than being a clean freak (that's Niffty). She's also aware of safety problems (don't let a pet unsupervised around a kid), but trust the animal's instincts the most : if it reacts the wrong way to something, then trouble is up. I think they'd have a good companionship, in a sort of busy-owner/sidekick-competent-pet kind of way : it would bring items to Vaggie when she's looking for them, sniff out what she tells it to, and support her emotionally when distressed or frustrated - like said, she's softer around it and would like some nice cuddle session to relieve her stress.

The funny side would come up if the pet is enthusiastic and has trouble understanding commands, winging it through accidental disobedience and just being happy-go-lucky rather than being a spiteful little rat. Vaggie won't have the heart to tell it that it did wrong, just huffing out a smile and resolving to do better next time. Her strong points are training, and physical exercice with the pet. Hurting a pet will make her angry, and hurting her (and/or Charlie's) pet will make her furious enough to pull out her spear.

Lucifer, as seen with KeeKee, has a massive case of cuteness proximity. He has at least 4 full photo albums on his phone from a pet at all angles, and this is KeeKee slightly to the left, and this is KeeKee slightly more to the left, and... he'll be the one to treat it like a fuzzy animal-child that just happens to have four legs and a different diet, putting it in different costumes, and just gush over it all day. That doesn't mean he'll excuse misbehavior, but he'll downplay it some bit. Might also be petty enough to let the pet be a little jackass to people he doesn't like (ie, Alastor) and play it up as if baby is incapable of hurting anyone, I dunno what you're talking about. If it's a bird, he migh train it to redecorate Alastor's furniture in the latest artistic guano trend (to the sound of Drop It Like It's Hot. Sorry not sorry. It was that or a joke about "polka dots"). While his life doesn't revolve around the pet, he'll sure spend a lot of his day just goofying around or look at it, poking and booping it then giggling like a schoolgirl with a crush on the math teacher, to the incomprehension of everyone else. The pet is allowed to go everywhere (unless it's dangerous), but there are moments when Lucifer is more serious and needs comfort, which he'll look for in his animal companion, and calmer moments when it's just simply him at his workshop with his pet on his lap.

He might be more fond of birds, cats or bird/cat-like pets than dogs or reptiles (I know, missed opportunity about snakes, but he seems more to be into waterfowls, and snakes might bring up some unpleasant memories - but I can see him adopt pretty much everything though), but curiously enough I can also see him being a fan of vivarium pets (like beetles or butterflies), because he'll make them the best vivarium ever - and the decor changes so often the poor tykes don't know where they dug their house anymore. Nevermind the thing also being the size of a whole room, and having to be shower-sprinkled every damn five minutes to keep up humidity. But my bet is that he's more into fuzzy, fun-sized cute pets (or his own metric of cute, which everyone else could be finding questionable at best). Don't bring him to the vet with the pet, he'll cry at the same time as the thing even if he's not the one receiving the shot. Might try to pull the "swivel in the chair with the pet on lap and stroking it in an evil overlordish way", only the effect is ruined because that's a cross-eyed aadvark or something.

Angel Dust, as seen with his hellpig Fat Nuggets (given to him by Valentino of all people - no, really), is the type to utterly adore and spoil his pet, but not to a completely unreasonable degree. He deeply cares about it and keeps it in his room, and seems to be the type to gravitate towards comfort pets as companions than maintenance pets, decorative/competition/status pets or friend pets. Fat Nuggets is part of the family, plain and simple, but while baby-talking, Angel wouldn't treat it like a pseudo-child either. He's fond of carrying it around under one arm while doing something else, bringing it along with him, as a comforting weight and source of affection. Doesn't mind sleeping with Fat Nuggets next to him I bet, and goes to hug it on particularly bad days. Hurt the little piggy and you get gunned down. I don't think he'll have many pets at once, just one by one (unlike my household where we have 3 cats, a mom and her two daughters, all adults, and hellbent on never letting anyone sleep a full night), so he can give them his full attention. But he'll be also fond to giving them ironic names (like "Fat Nuggets" to a pig) and adoring nicknames overall. Forgets to go to the vet, but knows it's necessary and if reminded (and having his schedule free), he'll go. Has a lot of photos, mostly for cuteness points and personal enjoyment, but won't film himself making silly dances with his pet like Lucifer would do.

Husk would do best with a low-maintenance pet, and har har fuckers, yes I know I'm a cat in Hell, never heard that one. He might not naturally gravitate to them, but like Vaggie when he finds one in need, he won't have the heart to turn it down. Independent, free-roaming pets are the best match for him : he doesn't have to keep an eye on it all the time, it can gather food for itself, and go through the day with the bare minimum of his intervention. But having something to scratch and nuzzle with on the counter at the end of a hard day at the bar is always a plus. He might also carry one-sided conversations just for the need to vent out when nobody's looking, and when somebody's looking, just exchanging a deadpan did you see that shit ? glance does it for him too. He might also keep it around for the benefit of keeping drunk or drinking people from going overboard, turning some violent alcoholics into crying softies at the sight of the pet - indirectly using it as a therapy pet, more or less consciously (he'll never admit it). Will aslo put up a sign : "Watch your drink, the pet is an asshole." with said pet being drawn knocking it off the counter. He'll let someone else take care of the vet thing, no this problem, tyker can take care of itself. Maybe doesn't name it, because what's the point, it's not like he owns something that decides to butt in and sit on his bar counter, but likes it for its free spirit.

Niffty would be... a clean freak. She might get the idea of plucking every strand of hair off the pet so that it'll never shed again, and do things borderlining animal cruelty out of a misguided attempt to "make things simpler". Hairless animals would work best for her, and there might be a kindred spirit if it's as psychotic as her. She'll be quite strange with affections, because licking and climbing on her are not advised (keeping things clean, and also she zips around like a squirrel in traffic on caffeine), but she'll give it words of praise and quick pats on the head if it's well-behaved. Feeding time will be on the dot, she might teach it tricks for her own amusement (and then everyone shudders at the thought of what "tricks" might mean for Niffty), and probably transform it into a cleaning sidekick just as bugfuck crazy as her. Others often have to intervene because No, Niffty, you can't do that !! but the beastie will, somehow, learn to use knives despite everyone's best efforts and not having arms at all. One of the safest ways for Niffty to have pets is fishes : they are well-cared of, don't risk much, and sometimes you'll find her on a break gazing calmly at the colorful dancing and shimmering in the waters, almost looking normal for once, lovingly feeding them and the whole looking adorable. If you forget that they're pirhanas ripping some poor sentient dust bunny to shreds.

Now Alastor. I can't see him having a pet (no the Egg Bois don't count), but for the sake of this thing, let's pretend he does. Dogs are ruled out though, given his manner of death, he'll despise them. He might like something silent, clean, autonomous, obedient yet with its own spirit but that doesn't steal the attention from him (all cats of the world, you can go back to where you come from). A sort of hype-man pet, that he'll thoroughly train with precise discipline, that looks like a shadow to his own shadow and gives emphasis to what he does or says - if there was a cool, hellish version of a radio parrot, it'll be it. Absolutely would use it to prank or freak out people, and put it to use to get information. Will use the full overlordish-status potential of having such a dangerous but tamed-at-his-command pet, letting people wonder how that came to be in his possession, and how threatening he can be with it. Will also talk to his pet like to a butler, with full sentences and gentlemanly inflections (So who shall we visit now, my fine, fuzzy fellow ?), monologues at it a lot with faux-dialoguing on its expressions (You're right, my friend, this is a pile of rubbish) and loves to terrorize the vet with it. The only one who likes it as he does is Rosie.

Sir Pentious (and again, the Egg Bois don't count. The blimp even less) on his side will try to pull the overlordish evil pet stroke, but he's actually a big softie that, if even saddled with and cuddled by a pet (as seen when KeeKee goes to nest on his lap) will feel chosen and emotional. Expect huge nuzzles to the point of disturbing the pet in whatever it does, at all times, but also spoiling it in material ways : best food, best toys, best bed, he might even build most of it himself. The end result might look like a pet-house that doubles as a tank so it can defend itself should anyone attack, and assist Pentious in his conqueering endeavors. He might be fond of stuff like hamsters or bunnies, building it their rolling ball so that the thing can go around and spy for him - but unlike Alastor, this fails completely, as it doesn't possess the intellectual capacity to process anything beyond "lettuce". Pentious might also do extensive research on every little thing about the pet, and ask his minions to hold a pet-journal, Karl Lagerfeld style. If the critter looses three hairs it's the end of the world. Every trip to the vet is treated like treading into the battlefield, the atrocious march to the gallows, we might not come out of here alive, men, it was a honor flying with you...! and alright, sir, the nail-clipping is done, you can stop fainting now.

Cherri would be more into robust, strong pets that can keep up with her and not afraid of bombs. Her lifestyle makes it so that she realistically might not be able to afford a pet, nor does want one, but again, like Alastor, let's pretend she can - so either a resilient big pet, or a small one she can carry around. Maybe even a preferrence for something that could act like Hell's answer to a zippo Pokémon or something, so let's say something reptile-like, a pocket dragon of sorts. A dangerous, but cute critter, that no one in their right mind would try taming, but Cherri is going at it and loving every second. If her pseudo-Charmander grows big and impressive as an adult, even better ! No mad bomber likes it more than to drop it from a flying beast like the new atomic bomb carrying plane. She might cuddle with it for sleeping, and is fond of patting gestures and dynamic exercises with it, getting her thrills flying around. The only problem (that matters to her) ? It keeps trying to eat Fat Nuggets, so anything looking vaguely pork-ish tends to distract it from its course. Because obviously, it has the attention span of a spastic monkey - which would be her second choice : it can climb around, carry and hand her stuff, and escape just as fast out of a sticky situation along with her.

Stay tuned for the rest.

(Pets 2 (Vees + Overlords) here)

Again, Masterpost here.

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[objecthusbandry]

keeping objects as pets #1: backpacks!

hi there! in this series, i’ll be going over basic descriptions of commonly-kept object species (and some rare ones too!), facts about them, why you might want one as a pet, their basic needs and necessities provided you want to house one, and things you should NEVER do. to start, we’re going with backpacks! backpacks are a great starter object in my opinion because they’re both hardy and also very friendly creatures. alright, let’s get started!

description

backpacks are a common domesticated object species. their limbs are typically fabric- or leather-like, commonly (but not always) furred, with powerful digitigrade legs built for running and walking long distances. each hindpaw has three toes with non-retractable claws. their forepaws have four fingers with semi-retractable claws and thin pads. the first finger on each forepaw is somewhat comparable to human thumbs, though this is a case of convergent evolution and they are not ‘true’ thumbs. body shape does not vary too much; subspecies include school backpacks, hiking backpacks, travel backpacks and rucksacks, among others. colors can be anything you can imagine, as can patterns. their bodies, when not mimicking leather, typically have a very thin, fine layer of fur.

facts about backpacks

backpacks in the wild are pack animals. they live together generally in groups of four to six, but sometimes will stay with only one other object, or in even larger packs. a group of backpacks is called a carry. backpacks are omnivores, and have been observed in the wild eating a wide variety of things such as fruits, small rodents, grubs, fish, and even carrion. as far as object biologists can tell, backpacks evolved so many compartments as a way to store food during the winter. think a squirrel’s hoard of nuts, if the hoard was inside its body! or perhaps like a hamster’s cheeks cranked up to eleven. while they’ve evolved past the need for using these pockets out of necessity, they still enjoy collecting treats such as berries and seeds to be stored away for later.

why as a pet?

i’m often asked why i believe backpacks are the ideal beginner species, and i have no idea where to start because the reasons are so numerous and vast. fortunately i have time to think about this here!

backpacks, by nature, are a social species and need companionship to function. without at least one carrymate, they will become severely depressed. this means that, provided a backpack accepts you into its carry, you can function as that carrymate, and the relationship is mutually beneficial. backpacks are known to be naturally bold, loving, affectionate objects. they aren’t strangers to cuddling and grooming each other, so if you like a pet that you can hold and hug, backpacks are both the perfect size and shape in addition to being loving in nature! not only that, their body language is unusually easy to read, even for beginners to object keeping. their charming, docile personalities make them great housemates if you have other objects as well. they typically live peacefully with non-object pets such as dogs and cats, and may bond with other pets if you have them. they do well with children as well.

housing necessities + do’s and dont’s

if you’ve decided a backpack is the right companion for you, wonderful! i’ll use this section to tell you what you need in order to make your house object-friendly as well as their basic needs to be happy and healthy.

firstly, backpacks needs lots of space; if you can’t walk your backpack every single day for at least 30 minutes and you don’t have an open fenced-in yard, you absolutely cannot have a backpack for a pet. they will get bored and this may lead to self-destructive actions in an attempt to entertain themselves.

outdoor-only backpacks, despite what some may tell you, are bad. why? because they are natural climbers and will escape pens if left alone for long enough.

backpacks are a naturally curious species, and will often take things they find interesting or valuable to be put in their pockets. before bed each day you absolutely MUST open each pocket, inspect carefully, and close back. i’ve had friends who’ve never had an object before ask me why things kept going missing and why their backpack was so sluggish and withdrawn, only to have a massive amount of ‘stolen’ things stuck in their pockets where they can no longer reach them. this can lead to sickness, depression, agitation, and even death if allowed to happen for a prolonged period of months.

that’s all! hopefully this helps educate anyone who is considering this species!

#speculative biology #spec bio #spec evo #speculative evolution #object shows #osc #backpacks #species info #object husbandry #object biology #hfjone #hfjone liam

[wangxianficrecs]

💙 What We Grew in this Forsaken Place by Admiranda

💙 What We Grew in this Forsaken Place

by Admiranda

T, 27k, Wangxian

Summary: Wei Wuxian is the sole cultivator stationed in Yiling Tower out in the Forsaken Battlegrounds, the loneliest post out across the jianghu. No one else in memory has ever lasted the five years of a cultivator posting, but he's determined to do it and make it out before the sheer emptiness can affect even him. His quest becomes that much easier when he rescues a snow white fox that unexpectedly appears one day, giving him the companionship and friend he so desperately longs for out here in the desolate wastes. The mystery of just who this giant, white fox is and how he ended out here in the first place is a secondary concern to the joy of finally having someone at his side.

Kay's comments: I absolutely adore this story, it's everything I ever wanted! Modern AU with cultivation and Wei Wuxian who is on watchtower duty in the Burial Mounds, where he lives an isolated life as a researcher and well, watcher, of the Burial Mounds, at least until one day, a horde of Fierce Corpses chases a wounded fox to his watchtower, who soon becomes his new companion! I absolutely adore the story-telling of this fic and I love how Wei Wuxian writes his reports about the situation and comments on the strange happenings of his lonesome watchtower-life. I also love that he calls his fox companion Bunny and soon adopts some real bunnies (with the intent of having his fox friend eat them) and just the general vibes of this story are impeccable. Wei Wuxian's parents live! Which I wish more people would write in modern AUs, like, why do you keep killing them? I also love the atmosphere the story built with Wei Wuxian slowly succumbing to the isolation of living like this and how the fox and later the bunnies help him out of it. And of course, there is the fox' secret idenitity and the whole mystery around that too...

Excerpt: “Dear Whoever is Responsible for Reading My Reports. The Forsaken Battlegrounds continue to be the Forsaken Battlegrounds. Resentful, festering, rotting corpses sometimes getting up and getting into big fights with each other. Considering testing their ability to dance with a few choice flute solos. Supplies are adequate for another month, although I am running low on tea. Refill on non-necessities would be appreciated. Also send extra meat in new varieties. New houseguest can't eat tofu. Discovered that the hard way. “Unexpectedly found a fox in the area. It was alive when I found it and remains alive to this day. Was quite savaged by fierce corpse pack, but is responding well to basic treatment. Additional supply requests to continue caring for unexpected companion: fresh bandages, needle, thread, salve. Three queen sized fluffy blankets. Basket fitting these dimensions: 48-48-6 with a dip so that it can climb in and out easily. Hind leg is badly broken and bitten to all hell and back, so no jumping possible. Wooden box with same dimensions and enough sand to fill it. I am not making this poor animal go outside to do its business. “Why did you never consider sending the previous cultivators a pet? Much easier to ignore everyone outside with a fox to talk to now. Strong recommendation that future cultivators who take my position adopt a cat or a rabbit or something. “Regards, Wei Wuxian, Yiling Tower Cultivator.”

pov wei wuxian, modern setting, modern with magic, shapeshifters, animal transformation, fox lan wangji, secret identity, wei wuxian has a fear of dogs, genius wei wuxian, identity reveal, getting to knew each other, friends to lovers, slice of life, gardens & gardening, location: yiling, reincarnation, loneliness, isolation, research, cangse sanren and wei changze live, lan wangji loves rabbits, fanart, getting together, fluff, @ladypfenix

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[mailjeevasfan]

hi thsi is the first rime i ever did this request thingy, so sorry if i did it wrong or someyhing ☹️

..but mayeb some just some gwnral dating matsuda or mello hcs 🤭

thank u for ur req! you did just fine 😁 i think i may have done something similar for these so apologies for any repetition (i kind of just ended up rambling icl)

-matsuda and mello x gn!reader

-matsuda/mello relationship hcs

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matsuda relationship hcs ❦

-whilst matsuda was working in the task force, things could be quite hectic. given that you guys living together, sometimes it’d be a pain as he’d have to stay overnight at work. sometimes he would even have to stay away from home for longer than that. however, he would definitely text/call you as much as he was able to and bring you some sort of gift as an apology. like flowers or something pretty romantic like that. even if you reassured him that it was fine, he’d still feel obligated.

-this is also kind of linked to the incompetence he’s led to feel after being unappreciated a lot at work. you have to reassure him often, but you ofc don’t mind. your comfort is honestly what keeps him going

-you guys live a very comfortable life after the kira case is closed. right after the meeting with near, matsuda was distraught and you did everything you could do make things better for him. once again, having you around was what really kept him going

-ok that was all kind of sad let’s have some happiness now

-matsuda always makes time for you no matter what. you guys are always going out for dinner or just chilling and watching a movie or doing whatever but he always makes sure he spends time with you

-he loves rom coms and a bunch of snacks with you. you have attempted to show him a variety of horror movies but he just clings to you

-i do feel that matsuda would be a dog lover and would love to have one. however he probably loves most animals so whichever pet you wanted would be perfectly fine for him. i guess he’s kind of a golden retriever boyfriend on his own anyway

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mello relationship hcs ❦

-things can be a struggle with your relationship very often. mello has certainly got a lot going on and as much as you want to help him, there are a few things that hold you back. he doesn’t want to accept help from anyone but he also doesn’t want you associated with the danger of his job. however, if he really is in desperate need of help, he would trust you. this is somewhat of a comfort to you because you know that you’d be there in a heartbeat

-you would typically go out fairly often for food or whatever before the explosion, but after the incident mello was very very hesitant to go out. his insecurity also took a toll on his general mood and therefore affected your relationship. you managed to help him through this and become more comfortable with himself

-although mello is a serious person more often than not, you do encourage a lightness out of him every now and then. (although he’d never admit it in a million years)

-you guys hang out with matt and play video games sometimes and he gets competitive of course, but it’s a more laid back and humorous kind of competitiveness which is nice to see

-i can also imagine mello being drunk at some ungodly hour and dancing around the kitchen. he INSISTS that you join him

-when mello isn’t wearing his usual clothes, he’s probably wearing a band t shirt and joggers. you frequently steal these t shirts and especially love to wear them when he’s away for a while

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#death note #matsuda #matsuda touta #matsuda x reader #mello #mihael keehl x reader #mihael keehl #mello x reader #death note x reader