#haha ME BEING LIL BIT MORON

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i was rlly rlly enjoying that it felt like s11-esque SP again which, my personal fav seasons are like s6-s12 n around there so i was having a blast and then that ending just. pulled down its pants and projectile-shit all over me. it wasnt bad ig it was just. gross which i mean i'd expect nothing less but. yeah idk this is my way of saying cartman nipples ruined a whole special for me. that being said tho that was. probs my fav special yet? ending aside gkfkf

cartman went back to his roots a bit and i LOVED it (pointing guns at people, correctly deducing a situation like a little genius but then drawing a wildly inaccurate conclusion about it like a little moron, I MISSED HIMM), he even bullied butters into helping him like the good ol days n the cartmanbutterstoken combo like christian rock hard made me SO happy theyre such a good trio. cartman w the two boys who call him by his first name... speaking of i love how token calls him eric even tho he hates him.

i love token sm actually he was so good in this special. hes been rlly good lately in general actually, the one good thing to come out of the weed plot has been the black family (...ahh...) getting more screentime and development. tokens highkey the stan of craig and those guys which rlly Makes the rival weed farm parallel bc theyre both just. the normal ass kids next door dealing w insane bullshit. i LOVED his compassion for the little. chuck chuck creature it reminded me of the goonies and it was cute. cartman scoffing in the background was funny but it was rlly sweet n did remind me a lot of goonies which. childhood nostalgia always good. also im a child and the thing squirt-shitting made me laugh KGFKFK toilet humor will always get me bc im a 8 yr old boy ig

it was cool to have an overarching villain again i do think SP handles narratives with like. Big Bads well? idk i never see it praised but i personally enjoy those plots and i liked how it was done here. tho this is a bit morbid, the, er, conclusion of pipi's story reminded me of that ummmmm verruckt incident in kansas (if u kno u kno; if u dont and u google, sorry) and it made me wince. im sure it wasnt intentional but my macabre lil mind drew the parallel n i cringed fff. but i enjoyed the rest of that story

and oh my goodness it was nice to see south park shit on celebrities again FKFKF like TRULY getting back to its roots. felt like classic sp mockery i loved it a ton

ummm what else. OH RANDY oh my lord. when he went back to normal i was like. holy hell i missed this. tht was nice to have back. modern randy can be plenty funny but he's overwhelmingly annoying and played out and the meta behind his plot made me wonder if m&t agree w that sentiment? ik they started using randy as a mouthpiece for themselves once they hit. 40 or 45 or whatever idk when it started but them acknowledging the weed shit was played out (when previous recent eps had had more of a "haha we know u hate the weed shit and WE DONT CARE LOL!!!" stance) was kewl. ik randy reverted by the end but im hoping maybe smth might carry over. and it was nice to see the marshes being. normal n supportive n smiling again. i dont rmr the last time i saw sharon smile ;( and the sacrifice stan made of letting randy do what he needed to do... he sounded so sad. he'd only jus got his dad back. man i luv stan hhh poor kiddo

the karen shit actually made me laugh i thought it was funny. i don't hav any deep thoughts on it it jus amused me

ummm anything else. oh the fucken. cartmans boobs fkfkf just the boob physics. the way they bounced i was so distracted by them FKDKFK that was cursed but also real af tbh

ok thats all goodbye til more sp content luvs

#sp spoilers #mine #txt

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i love the way i instantly feel myself spiralling when i spend more than half a minute thinking about Things other than the few silly pieces of media or games or w/e that i’ve been cycling between to pass time and distract myself from uhhhh Everything it’s so sexy of me <34

#all i have rn is my cats. a few ppl I say a few words to every other day or so. play oberwatch...?? ignore anxiety #but also; vague hopes and ideas of plans I could have and dreams of a future thats even a little sustainable and brings even a lil joy #and the hope that once pandemic is over. if. it ever is.ha. haha ha haahahahahaha. i can act on those things better and #maybe. mayhaps. make more friends I guess?? have human contact ??? #romantic love and/or getting ass would be neat and all like believe me I’m a lonely bitch but I’m also a mess with approx 0 direction #but I’d also love close friends who I can hang out with and maybe feel comfortable being physically close to like yknow how some friends #r really cuddly and stuff??? i vaguely had that for a bit in high school and by a bit I do mean very briefly and I kinda miss it!! #just people to have fun with and trust and be silly and love each other like idk rhgigkngkngkrrkgb I miss friendship and human connection #never been very good at it! both a touch starved bitch and repulsed bc sensory and anxiety and asd and. h. god nerfed me so hard I swear #also the part where i’m a hopeless moron with nothing like no marketable skills other then idk general labour and good at math BUT: disabled #and easily fatigued and no high school diploma. so. 😂🤣😂🤣😂😂😂😂 #the future has always looked bleak lmfao. idk. ysee. spiralling #escapism and cuddle cats and wait is all I have rn. also I should really shower and do my t shot bc I missed it on thursday whoops #and finish the paperwork for the surgeons and go to the post office fuck #unless maybe I can scan and fax..... 🤔 #I haven’t faxed things in years oh my god I don’t know if I remember how #if u read all that: I’m so sorry lmao. you may call me one (1) slur free of charge

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Demisexual Anakin representation ftw! What an idiot darling boy ❤ I was cringing at his seduction attempts in size of the fight so much and also laughing at poor Obi-Wan and his panic (though the lone about him not keeping his nice things and losing the people he loves and Anakin being his nicest and most loved was a sucker punch 😢) It is a good thing Obi-Wan is as in love with him because someone needs to come collect this baby he needs a lot of looking after and is mortifyingly brave and sincere. I too would be horrified at others humping him in a club in case he mistook it for a courting declaration (not saying demisexual people are idiots, just Anakin). Poor Obi-Wan essentially has to be his debutante padawan's chaperone.

Obi-Wan panicking Anakin was going to tell him he must never darken his doorway for inappropriate humping when Anakin was literally straddling him was such a good character moment of Obi-Wan anxiety making him an equitable moron to his beloved. As was Anakin heart eyeing Obi-Wan over throwing himself down literal stairs to see him again. I'm just picturing Yoda and Mace's faces as he explained that.

I loved it, thank you! You've made me curious though, how do you think Obi-Wan would react if he thought Anakin was dying I'm non Mustafa circumstances?

aw yeah thank you so much for the love!! in the new fic, i was absolutely trying to balance anakin being a bit of an endearing idiot when it comes to love/commitment vs demisexuality so im glad it worked pretty well!! it was sooo much fun to just write a straightforward brave and slightly silly anakin and you're absolutely right obi-wan must have put all of his slutty activities aside because someone needs to be watching anakin at all times just in case he like kisses someone once and then decides to, idk, marry them

i LOVE imagining what the council must be thinking as they watch this all unfold i bet they have secret sessions without obi-wan just to gossip. anakin and obi-wan's long separation must have like started out as a punishment (just for the funniness of 'obi-wan if you don't behave, we're going to take away your padawan privileges! don't think we won't!') but then the council just keeps it up because it's absolutely fascinating. obi-wan and anakin are being studied like lil animals. when obi-wan throws himself down the stairs and hurts his shoulder he tells the council who are like 'aw dude that sucks haha walk much? haha anyway when are you leaving to the battle here's some bacta---' and obi-wana just like. swats it out of their hands like a cat and turns up his nose like 'shan't.'

as for how obi-wan would react if he thought anakin was actually dying i really don't know! that'd be really interesting to explore. maybe something like hanahaki where anakin really is dying but he won't tell obi-wan who is causing the flowers and obi-wan just has to help him and hold him and despair that he's losing his padawan while his presence just makes anakin get more sick because his master is caring for him but not in the way anakin wants

#asks #thank you for this ask im so glad you liked the fic!!! #it was so much fun to write because it's just very silly the entire time #but yesss that line of obi-wan's where he calls anakin his nicest and most loved loved one...... #:>

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pls scream about Leo a lil bit cause my love for that man is neverending and i live for you guys' blog,,, and ur comte love fuels me??? head empty except for those two pureblood clowns

HNGNGNG I hope that both you and everyone that reads my shenanigans knows how utterly understood I feel when I see anyone stan Comte, if not both of those idiot purebloods bc good lord...I live for two tired fossil men that just want DOMESTIC BLISS. Literally they have no brain cells beyond respect women and we love that for us, it’s spectacular!!

Under a cut bc I went off and is long:

That being said I’d be happy to yell abt Leo!! Where do I even begin, this man was the reason I got into Ikevamp in the first place, and I’ve read just about every single one of his events at this point. He just makes me so TENDER!!!!!! For whatever reason the first thing that came to mind was this one time he lies about being jealous and MC is lolol u a fool if you think I can’t tell when you lie to me. And he’s so fuckiNG SHOOK?????? It’s even funnier because she’s internally like [I’m not 100% sure but for a second there he almost looked mad...time to test this theory even if it’s just A GAME T H E O R Y] And he’s so fucking pikachu meme that shit sends me. I can’t handle the fact that he’s so used to people just assuming he’s fine, that he can handle himself. That he’s lived for so long without really anyone noticing at all. (Comte absolutely notices and will lightly roast him, but doesn’t really push him about it or wants to overstep). And so when MC just actively pays attention and is so gentle with him he’s just floored???

God I’m crying now, but I will just never forget the funeral scene in his fucking rt. This asshole, this absolute moron, straight up tries to come at us with “yOu GeT uSeD tO iT aFtEr HaLf A mIlLeNiUm, i’M nOt SaD”. Like are you serious. Come here and let me hold you before I throttle you. Absolute clown. He’s just always trying so hard to get by on his own and it breaks my heart. How long...how long has he lived just getting by, nursing his own wounds and dragging himself up all by himself. HE LEFT HOME AT LIKE 14 (whatever the fuCK SOME TOO YOUNG AGE) AND RAN STRAIGHT INTO THE HANDS OF PEOPLE THAT HATED HIM FOR HIS TALENT. HE REMEMBERS HIS MENTORS DESTROYING HIS UTENSILS WHILE TRYING TO ESCAPE PARENTS THAT WHOLEHEARTEDLY REJECTED ANY EXPRESSION OF LOVE OR COMPASSION FOR HUMANITY THAT HE CHERISHED SO DEEPLY. I DON’T NEED SLEEP I NEED TO HUG HIM IMMEDIATELY FUCKING HELL.

Like.........there’s just........I don’t know how to explain it, but I once saw it explained so well in a post. It was basically talking about Castlevania, and how in that show Dracula sees humanity’s folly and develops so much hatred he just goes straight to murder rage. And while in some ways I understand that, I understand even more deeply Trevor’s response to humanity’s fear and violence. He says that he knows they’re short-sighted, that maybe we all just don’t deserve saving...but that he’s going to do it anyway. Leonardo just so much gives me that energy of knowing there’s so much pain in the world, but all we can do is keep walking--keep trying, even if we have to claw our way forward. Because if you only see the awfulness in front of you, you forget the way that strangers make silly faces at babies to make them laugh on the train, how a friend will put everything down to race over to someone and comfort them with some ice cream--do anything they can to distract them from the hurt. How the sight of a child crying will prompt careful cooing from a stranger as to their bravery, an offering of cool water, the gentle placement of a bandaid. How a pair of teenagers will spot a lost child in milliseconds and help them seek out their parents protectively. There is so much wretchedness, but also so much beauty in it all, and the older I get the more I see myself wanting to believe in the latter. I want to be hopeful, and easily impressed, and full of love. To be bitter and jaded accomplishes nothing, and only becomes a worsening self-fulfilling prophecy. The more you seek negativity, the more you will find it; and worse, create it.

I also scream a little bit bc like. I’ve gone on and on about how Comte is very obviously in love with MC all the time, and sure that may be true. But...I really don’t think Leo is exempt from that either if I’m honest lmfao. Only because what does Leonardo do when it isn’t his route? He almost never shows up. Once in a while he might appear for a split second in a scene, but he almost never converses with MC beyond those short moments. While Comte is the one to pine openly, I’d wager Leo is the opposite. He pines in absolute silence, because he knows that if he gets any closer--he’s going to fall. He’s going to enjoy it too much, going to keep seeking out more before he can stop himself. And losing another person he loves...he just can’t do it anymore. In his first meeting story he talks about seeing MC’s eyes and feeling like he’d known them all his life, and even in his MS he speaks to just being completely fascinated by and enamored of her. She doesn’t hesitate, always does her best, meets people head-on and without much hesitation. After a lifetime of people that are probably just immediately interested in him for his talents, or always seeking out his company for the novelty, this is someone that doesn’t give a single fuck if he’s Leonardo da Vinci. Sure she’s aware, and sure she’s impressed to some extent, but her respect--her attraction and admiration--is something that has to be earned. 

There’s something so refreshing about how their love was written. Sure it’s the whole fake marriage to a real relationship, but it’s also a kind of subtle enemies to lovers pulled off masterfully. MC is 100% minding her own business, just wants to do what she must in order to get home, tries to focus on her work to keep from thinking about how much she misses her old life. She doesn’t rely on anyone, doesn’t talk about how hard it is or how scary it is or how confusing. And even Leonardo forgets in his curiosity, is just chillin and also just trying to do the bare minimum to keep from getting too attached--figures he can admire her from a distance. And then he sees her staring at the hourglass. And suddenly, he can’t just watch her do that herself. Just wait for the hard times to pass, just sit with her own loneliness--that hollowing silence. There’s something so moving about it because he reaches out precisely because he knows that feeling to his fucking marrow, and literally just cannot watch somebody else do that to themselves. Sure he’s been dealing with it for three hundred years, BUT THIS GOOD BABIE CHILD DOES NOT DESERVE THIS. SHE WORKS HARD AND DESERVES NICE THINGS!!!!!!!! And so he drives her crazy as he races ahead of her, intercepting any attempt for her to preserve that silence and hide. She doesn’t see any pattern to it, and that’s just how he likes it--he doesn’t want her to worry about the how or why. 

Like I fully remembering playing in Japanese and being like oh my fucking god this is hilarious, this man is just a wild fucker and I love this. I was enjoying myself, mostly laughing and shaking my head. But then it just gets so, so serious. I was having so much fun that I, like a fool, forgot the anime effect. If you’re having fun, it’s going to come crashing down without mercy soon enough. And it does. He helps a little girl without any hope play her violin again, and maybe I’m just too English major but I was fucking FLOORED when I realized I didn’t see that that was straight foreshadowing. That little girl without hope? That was MC (and by extension depending on how you play, us). Though the metaphor isn’t quite so easily mapped without a physical space, the connection is clear when you think about it. With his careful social awareness, he makes a place for MC to exist in the mansion so naturally--as though she was meant to be there from the start, crafts a positive impression of her presence with each of the residents. And he does it with zero expectation of anything in return; he’s just happy to see her not stressing herself out anymore or trying to do everything alone. MC doesn’t fall in love with him despite their differences, she falls in love with him because they are the same in a singular and all-encompassing way that matters; they both care about other people so deeply, to the point where they will forego any personal needs in order to make that person’s life easier. Whether it be muting their own hardship, or working to involve another person in a new space (or opening up to the point of self-destruction to keep a person from feeling alone), they go above and beyond what anybody asks of them--perhaps strong to the point of their own detriment, in some cases. 

It’s why I always laugh when he says to Sebastian “That cara mia, she has a good heart.” Of course she does, Leonardo; it certainly takes one to know one. 

And because I literally have no brain cells beyond being in fucking love with Leonardo THE LAKE SCENE IS AN AFFRONT TO MY DIGNITY AND SELF-CONTROL. HOW DARE YOU, SIGNORE. HOW DARE YOU ASK ME TO SIT THERE AND WATCH YOU OPEN YOUR HEART TO ME AND NOT BAWL MY EYES OUT AND TRY TO KISS YOU ALL AT THE SAME TIME. SIGNORE “hAhA yOu’Re So SmAlL yOu LoOk LiKe YoU’rE DrOwNiNg In My CoAt.” I WOULD DROWN AND DIE HAPPY--BITCH I TELL YOU THAT.

Like. I can’t think of another route I’ve ever done where I spent a good amount of time like “lmfao this guy is so wild im gonna punch him” to just be in a whirlpool of my own tears, regretting my entire fucking LIFE days later. Like Leonardo’s cultural impact???? Fucking immeasurable, I wish every white man disaster I ever met had a hidden heart of gold in all of his boyish dumbassery, an ICONIC himbo of our time. 

Also because I remembered it before posting and I am Dying^TM. The event where MC was a pureblood and he was human. That entire fucking event. I literally can’t think about it without screaming and crying. Her just so flustered at his reaction to her like “oh look, free real estate” as he plops her in his lap, absolutely no fear, treating her like a princess because of her noble title despite NO NECESSITY BEYOND PLAYFULNESS BUT ALSO STILL MEANING IT IN AN EARNEST WAY, being charming to no END just to see her laugh or look away shyly. 

WHEN HE SAID. WHEN HE SAID “...Can’t leave you alone, or you might go off someplace I can’t follow.” I. CONGRATULATIONS, YOU STRIPPED DEVOTION DOWN TO ITS BARE ESSENTIALS!!!!!! GAH HOW MC HERSELF SAYS “I would tell him the truth but...he’s much too generous for a human. I know he would offer his life without a moment’s hesitation.” How Leo describes the aftermath of her biting him: “Lucky for you, I’m a true gentleman, Unlike my principessa, who took me like a storm” HELLO??????? H E L  L O ???????????????????????? ARE WE JUST GOING TO SLEEP ON THE FACT THAT HE LOST HIS ENTIRE SOUL WHEN SHE BIT HIM???? I--

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

(Also as much as I love him the cigarillos have got to go at some point, boy do you have any idea the shit secondhand smoke does good lordt)

#asks #ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp leonardo #ikevamp comte #can you feel me going through 800 different emotions in the course of writing this #fucking hell #he absolutely kills me i love him so much #would do ANYTHING for him #if you listen v closely you can hear the soft sound of me grabbing tissues #god i was just rewatching some of his events and i just #THE SHEER WARMTH OF HIS PRESENCE HOW IT WASHES OVER YOU WHILE READING #IM SHAKING AND CRYING I LOVE HIM SO MUCH #SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #like leo is just one of those routes where its like 'my life was before and after this moment' #otome is honestly destroying my standards OTL #he just makes me feel So Much my coherence disappears #brain cells???? don't know her only Leo tiddy #in conclusion: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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I have BEEN waiting for a fic in which there’s a hot piece of ass Lexa and her hot piece of ass identical twin Alex. Posting this so maybe a nice fic writer will make my day 😭

Well Anon I have news for you, the last time I touched this draft was Dec 8th, 2016 It's UNTITLED and not even finished but since you are thirsting I guess I can't do anything but share a little bit of the first part I wrote. ENJOY! 

 Chapter 1: Introduction 

 It was a silent, relaxing night. No other sound could be heard except the pages of a book being flipped as the young photography student read about the history of photography for her upcoming exam. It was another long night in the Woods’ household where Lexa was dedicating her time to study as hard as she could to become a professional photographer. She was one of the most intelligent, talented students from Polis University, at least that’s how her Professor Titus described her after one of his lectures. However, Professor Becca didn’t agree and told her that even when she was very skilled, her pictures lacked heart.

Lexa was still frustrated about those comments because she had no idea how to give ‘heart’ to her pictures. Still, she was hell-bent on proving that maybe all she needed was to become more skilled and the heart would follow. Green eyes scanned dates and information to store it in her memory. She reached for her cup of tea, right below her beloved Sony A6 digital camera. She always took it with her wherever she went. Lexa and her camera were like a marriage, completely inseparable since her uncle Gustus, the man who took her of her and her sister, gifted it to her for her 18th birthday. 

For Lexa, to capture images behind a lens meant to freeze time for just a second, to burn memories and make them everlasting. That’s why she wanted to major in photography, even when her aunt Indra wasn’t too keen on the idea because she thought she had the potential to become a lawyer, even a business tycoon, her aunt who was extremely strict, allowed her to pursue her dream with one condition - that she had to share this place with her twin sister until both graduated from Polis. 

Lexa removed the glasses from her face resting her sore eyesight, she had been sitting in her desk for hours. She peeked at the digital clock over her night table. The red numbers blinked as the seconds passed signaling that it was closer to midnight. She let out a tired breath and stretched a bit. Her bones cracking a bit as Lexa twisted her spine. She was going to take another sip of her tea when suddenly the door of her apartment was busted open and drunken giggles started to fill her house. This is what Lexa hated, there was not a single day when her twin didn’t bring back home one of her conquests. She loved her sister but days like these made her regret accepting the deal to share this place with her.

Lexa, irritated, went to open the door to her bedroom and stormed out into the dark living room. She heard the sounds of kisses and moans intensify as she got closer to the front door. 

 “Alex! I fucking told you I needed to study tonight!” Lexa shouted on her way to the front door. Soon, the sounds of ugly kissing stopped and she heard her twin talk to her companion. 

“Shit! Uh, you better get going, gorgeous.” Lexa’s twin chuckled. 

“Yeah, don’t want the commander to kick my ass. It was fun though.” The stranger girl said. “Commander? Damn, that actually fits her.” Lexa’s twin cackled in laughter to Lexa’s chagrin. 

As Lexa stepped into the entrance she caught a glimpse of blonde hair leaving her apartment. She turned on the lights to see a mirror image of herself but dressed in ripped blue jeans and a white muscle shirt revealing toned arms along with the three-band tattoo that she had on her left arm. Lexa had the same design but in her right arm. Three bands that meant each other and their parents - Family. Lexa shoved her hands inside her sweatpants looking with certain anger at her twin.

“You’re an idiot! I friggin’ told you with time Alex!” Lexa growled.

Green eyes with flecks of gold and a mischievous smirk greeted her back. “Hey baby sis. Sorry I forgot about your study sesh but hey, Clarke’s gone. All is good now. Go and be the wonder twin.”

“Stop calling me baby sis, Alex. We’re the same age, you moron. And you hooked up  with a Clarke? That’s an odd name for a girl.”

Alex stumbled on her way to meet her sister and hung her arm loosely around Lexa’s shoulders. “You’re always going to be my lil’ sis, twin of mine.”

“Shut up, I was just 1 minute and 11 seconds behind you.” Lexa helped her twin sister get to her bedroom seeing that the probabilities of Alex making it on her own where very low. The smell of cigarettes, booze and sex permeated her sweaty skin. Lexa scrunched her nose trying to push the smell away.

“Haha yeah. Clarke is an odd name but she’s fucking wild! Best damn tongue in all Arkadia for sure.”

“Really? You said that last time regarding some chick with another weird name, um, what was the name?” Lexa narrowed her eyes thinking. “Right!” Lexa snapped her fingers, “Niylah?”

“Ah right, great bod, good fuck BUT she talks too much. With Clarke I don’t even have to talk at all, we got it on fast and hard and BAM! Instant orgasm.” Alex slurred. 

TO BE CONTINUED (well not really, this shouldn’t have seen the light of day)

#clexa #the woods twins fic #oh oh #abandoned fic I guess #anon #ask me

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— pumpkin spice & everything nice.

requests: hi ♥️♥️ idk why i thought of if but its spooky season at target and they have all the Halloween stuff now and i thought about hcs where the reader and the rks dress up as couples costumes or the reader comes out in like this gorgeous makeup look and the bois r SHOOK. haha ilysm and ur writing 💕♥️💕:)

Would you consider writing something for Halloween? I'm a bit of a Halloween nerd (though i cant handle scary things- no horrors for me!). I can just imagine the boys being so confused about people dressing up and everyone handing out candy :') maybe the reader and the Connors could carve pumpkins or watch a scary movie while hiding under blankets and eating all the sweets they managed to get while trick or treating? Anyway, I love ur blog more than I love Halloween, it always makes me smile💕💕

Soooooo it’s October. . . Do you have any ideas for cute couples costumes for the RKs and their S/Os?

i am a slug ahahah pUmPkINKs

Connor:

• he has thought about a cute costume idea for two whole months now • but he’s such a nerd everything he has come up with was too difficult to do or for others to understand • human custom are weird and straining how do people put up with this every year without crying for a solid week • ok maybe he’s got it: either sumo or a cop • no no please don’t tell him he can’t be one of those • you propose a lil’ change tho: you’ll be the cop and he’ll be your criminal, handcuffed to you and all • aND BOY DOES HE LOVES THIS WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL HIM SOONER • not only he gets to be handcuffed to you all night but it’s pretty fun • you go out to a party with some friends and some detectives of the precinct • dragging Hank out of his crib is a hassle but totally worth it he makes the party lots of fun • oh!! if you can he’d like to go home a bit earlier he wants to try to give candies to children he wants to see them smile! • the same smile he has the entire night because?? he was so worried about ‘not doing it right’ but it all turned out so well and,,,, there was no need to worry at all in the first place what a stress fueled android he is!! cuddle him with tiny pecks • he realizes pretty soon that his fav part about this ordeal is coming home with you, the scenery illuminated by thousands of pumpkins hollowed out • of course you two did one too, it was a nice first experience and he ended up with smelling like pumpkin for two days somehow • everyone is out and the streets are filled with laughter and kids • when you and your boyfriend enter the rooms are dimly lit by the scented candles you brought • it’s actually very relaxing and he never noticed • he’s very happy, at night he’s mostly alone so being with you like this is very nice • oh?? you want to watch some movies? • he’ll melt yes he doesn’t want anything else if not hiding under the covers with you and cuddles while the tv softly speaks 

RK900:

• “it’s the fifteenth of September” • “you won’t stop me from buying these tiny pumpkins decorations” • he’s extremely concerned to say the least • like?? why?? • why do you need this many decorations what purpose do they serve • why do you even like having this many decorations it’s a mess • just stop you’re tearing this family apart with your halloween obsession • nevertheless he still helps you putting fake cobwebs on room corners and cooking pumpkin pies • i mean isn’t he the perfect boyfriend? he doesn’t have a fucking clue about what’s going on but still wants to help i love him! • what?? carving?? you won’t carve pumpkins you stupid what if you get hurt that’s a sharp knife right there woah • ok on a second thought you might get to carve the face since you asked so nicely • no you didn’t ask you just exasperated him enough to say yes • he’s still gonna watch you doing it v nervously & worried tho • please let him empty them?? if only that please • ah yes roasting pumpkin seeds is nice plus they are a healthy snack you can have those • why does he have to carve a pumpkin too,,,, • no ‘it’s fun’ it’s not a valid reason he doesn’t have any imagination you’re putting him under pressure™ • yes he does have all the capacities to chisel in a perfect way but?? what?? what does he need to carve?? eyes nose and a mouth?? you sure?? a smiley face maybe?? can’t he carve ‘i love you’ on it give it to you and call it a day? or that would be too cheesy? • “you’re too old to go door-to-door and ask for treats” • “sounds like you’re in for a trick, baby” • oh god if he’s in for a trick, just ask him that again and he’ll make sure that you’ll be too occupied with another kind of treats during Halloween’s night • do we want to talk about the costume? i think we do: a helpless vampire who has no idea about why this holiday is such a big deal and you, his immortal partner vampire for centuries • also,,,, fangs • he’s so handsome and sexy with that red and black outfit he should be arrested • tell him and you’ll have a blue red and black outfit bc he’ll be blushing all the time • i swear if you don’t grab his ass in those leather trousers you’ll live with regret • WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE GONNA EAT ALL THOSE SWEETS IN A SINGLE NIGHT HE’S GOING TO DIE PLEASE STOP MAKING HIM SO WORRIED • FUCK YOUR SUGAR LEVELS DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT HE’S TALKING ABOUT YOU’RE A TOTAL MONSTER NOT ONLY BECAUSE OF YOUR COSTUME • which he very much like btw • he doesn’t think he’ll survive another Halloween 

RK800-60:

• H̶̨͍̠̻̱̮́͋͋̀͞E̷̢̯̭̖͔̺̝̅̍͊̀̃̋͑̃̕͡ W̖̫̤̻̬̭̯͍͛͋͗̂̌̾̈̀̀Ą̢͍̺̳̹̱̼̬͂̈́̂͋͐͢I̶̡̦̦͈̤̠̠͓̫̘͆̉̎̿̍̚͘̚͡T͔͍̠̞͈̟̊̐̆̀̃͛͋̇̈̚͟Ȇ̵̡̧͔̘͈̥̘̳̌͋̚͡D̹͚͓̹̪̞͇̻̎̀͆́̇͆͒͝ A̷͈͚̖̪̟̼͖̪̍̓̓͌͜͢͡ Ẇ̡̨̤͍̲̺̫̟̥̰͌̀̐̀͠H͎̤͇̮̮̭͇́́̽̐̂̉̊̋̕͝O̡̼̪͇̦̥͛̀̇͆̑̎͂͘̚͟͝Ḷ̷̜̗͊̆̐̌͛͟͢͞͞E̩̫̮̺͈̙͈̓̆̓͐̀ Ȳ̙̥̱͕͖̼̠̓̉͋͐͑̇͘̚͟͡Ę̶̠̗͓͈̦͓͓̙͑̇̔̽͐̚Ą̻̗̲̱̓̀͋̏̍͠R̢̝̤̝̦̩̖̠̿̑̈́̀̀͒ F̷͇̗̤̱̠̂̒̎͛͛̍̐͒̆O̵̺̗̳͍͔̙̰̒̌͂̓̔̃̕̕͜͝Ṟ̨̡̦͔̹̫̠̻̎̃̈̿̂ T̹̝̟̺̊̈́̔̑̌̀̿ͅH͙̠̞̝̝̲̣͗́͛̍̍̉͐͠I͔̥̻̬̩̰̓̍̈̉̈͗̿̂̒͜͡ͅS̸̢͔̗̫͔͈̥͔̬̔̔̂̂͂̀

• no seriously he loves Halloween • yeah he says that about every holiday he experiences but • why didn’t you say it sooner that carving vegetables would be this fun • help how do you stop him from wanting to sculpt every cucumber you have in the fridge • hello yes he wants to choose the costume(!!!!) • what do you mean sailor moon is not a valid disguise he likes her • you’re a real party pooper >:( • OKAY FINE you won’t go as Haruka and Michiru • yeah why are you asking he would be Michiru • so,,,, he’s Frankenstein and you’re his bride • pretty neat honestly do his make-up and he’ll be the most beautiful monster you’ve ever seen • just look at him!! all purple and green he’s a messy handsome android • you both hope make-up will go away from his synthetic skin • oh gosh you’re telling him you’ll have free sweets from strangers? • he tears up when a human give him some candies for the first time • 🎶 two morons chilling on the couch five feet apart cause they have stomachache 🎶 • the third time you announce you want to watch The Nightmare before Christmas again he desperately hacks the tv and puts on some real horror movies • he loves them whatchu gonna do about it • you’re scared? well too bad you’ll have to hug him to feel safe oh noooo 

#these aren't even headcanons anymore this is just my playground are you guys fr how do these even remotely appeal to you #freaks #DBH #dbh connor #connor x reader #RK900 x reader #RK800-60 x reader #RK800 #RK800 x reader #RK900 #RK800-60 #dbh RK800-60 #dbh RK900 #dbh RK800 #detroit become human #dbh imagine #headcanons #writing #request #halloween #spooky #october #pumpkins #i keep writing pumpkinks and not pumpkins #frankenstein #monster #vampire #android #connor #sailor moon

[kookiesjhope]

Our Song II (kth)

Pairings: Kim Taehyung/Reader

Genre/au: songwriter!au, college!au, y/n has lil bit of anger issues, cutie tae, cheeky tae, songwriter!taehyung, professor!yoongi, bandmate!jin and bandmate!jungkook, roommate!jimin and roommate!jungkook, some namjin, also some sope.

Tags: fluff, angst, e2l ig

Words: 2.8K

a/n: i wrote this years ago on wattpad and thought about ‘re-touching’ it in a different way and changing the characters ig haha. idk if i should continue it tho

Summary: You were a music major college student and part of an infamous local band. You were running late to a class when someone bumps into you and knocks all your stuff down. Little did you know that that encounter would change your life forever.

“There you are!” Jungkook screams as I come out of Jimin’s bedroom, making me jump.

“Shit, Kookie, you scared me!” I hit him on the shoulder and he pretends to be hurt.

“So... you and Jimin, huh?” He wiggles his eyebrows up and down. “I mean, I kinda knew this was going to happen sooner or later.”

“Shut up. There’s nothing happening. You know he’s like my brother.” I walk towards the bathroom and he follows me.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever... So how did you and Kim Taehyung meet?”

I stop and turn around to face him. Jungkook bumps into me since he’s looking at something in his phone. “Why do you ask?”

“Well... he started following us on twitter and sent us a song request.” He looks up from his phone, his hair falling on his eyes. I have to admit, Jungkook is a very good-looking guy and I love his weird red hair. He usually dyes it natural colors, but recently he’s been feeling... rebellious. If it weren’t for him being part of the band, I would totally consider going out with him, but that’s out of the table since he’s one of my closest friends. I got to admit that when he dyed his hair red, it made me see him in a completely different light.

“Yeah, so?” I cross my arms and arch my eyebrow.

“He’s asking for a song called 4 o’clock.” I freeze at the mention of the song, my song. There’s no way I’m going to sing that song in front of a bunch of people, it’s to sentimental.

“I don’t know what he’s talking about.” Jungkook leans on the door frame.

“You’re such a bad liar, y/n.” He chuckles and moves closer to me. My gaze falling on his light smirk. “You know the song, don’t you?” He’s so close to me that I can smell the orange juice he probably had for breakfast. I cross my arms and sigh heavily.

“Alright... I know the damn song, but we’re not playing it.” I say as I slightly stand on my tip toes so my face could be at the same level as his.

He huffs and licks his lips. “You’re kinda hot when you’re in a crappy mood.” He shakes his head and arches one of his eyebrows as if taunting me.

“Leave me alone, Kook.” I storm out of the bathroom and go straight to my room. I close the door with a loud thud and rest my head against it. I sigh and shake my head. Why would that dumbass suggest my song? Does he get a pleasure knowing that this was gonna make me panic?

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“Y/n, can I come in?” I hear Jimin’s soft voice on my door. I don’t answer, but he enters the room anyway. He sits on the edge of my bed facing me. He looks at me worriedly. I sit in front of him and he grabs my hands.

“I’m alright.” I shrug.

“Y/n, c’mon, I can tell when something is wrong with you.” He crosses his arms and flares his nose, clearly mad at me that I’m not telling him something.

“It’s nothing, Jimin. Stop worrying... please.” I look down at my hands, avoiding his stare.

He moves closer to me and puts his hand under my chin tilting my head up so I have to look him in the eye. “I could never stop worrying about you, y/n...” He sighs and drops his hand. He ruffles his hair and licks his plump lips. “What are you not telling me?”

“Just drop it, Jimin. I swear, I’m fine, see.” I force a smile and he narrows his eyes.

“Well, let’s see, first you tell me you don’t like this Taehyung guy, but you say you don’t know why. Then last night, you have a nightmare and end up in my bed all scared, which hasn’t happened in a long ass time, but what a coincidence that Taehyung kept staring at you all night long and you were obviously pissed about it and yeah, I did notice, I’m not a moron, y/n! Then Kookie tells me you were pissed this morning when he told you about the song Taehyung requested.” He rubs his chin and ruffles his hair again. Jimin stands up and faces the door. He turns around sharply. “What the fuck did he do to you?”

“Who said it had anything to do with him?!”

“I’m not an idiot, y/n.” He glares at me. I gulp and stare back at him thinking of what to say. I sigh and turn my gaze to my hands.

“It’s his eyes...” I say softly.

“His eyes?” Jimin furrows his eyebrows, probably thinking this is stupid.

“I don’t know, Jimin!” I look up at him. “This is why I didn’t want to tell you. You’re probably thinking this is stupid.” He shakes his head and looks down at his feet. “There’s something about his eyes, I swear, they just make me feel some kind of way. It scares me...” I stand up and step closer to Jimin. He breathes and looks up to the ceiling. I step closer to him, carefully. He raises his head and nods slightly. He takes my hands in his and rubs them with his thumbs. He’s quiet for a few minutes, looking down at our hands. I know he doesn’t like talking about these things with me. He pulls me into his arms and caresses my hair. Jimin is not that tall nor big, but I always feel safe and protected with him.

“Don’t worry about this guy, y/n. He seemed fine to me, you’re probably being paranoid.” He steps away from me, still looking down.

“Yeah, I guess.” I shrug and he smiles. He nods as if contemplating whether to say something to me or keep it to himself. Jimin’s a cutie, no doubt about it, with his soft gaze and his black hair and that sweet smile of his. He caresses my arm, still nodding to himself, and he turns around to leave the room. Leaving me in complete confusion.

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The rest of the weekend went by fast. On Sunday we spent half the day in one of the practice halls trying new songs for the band. It turned out we had quite a few requests, apparently we are more popular than we thought. It’s now Monday and I’m headed to Professor Min’s class. Even though he’s strict, I really love his class and he’s actually one of my favorite professors. He’s a really cool guy despite all the rumors that go around, saying he’s cold.

I enter the room which is still more than half empty and sit on my usual spot in the front row. I take out my notebook and put my headphones on to listen to some music. I open my notebook and start writing down some ideas for songs. I’m so involved with this that I hadn’t even noticed that someone had sat on the seat next to mine. I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn my head; I’m so startled that I even drop my pen. I bend down to get it, but he beats me to it.

“Thanks.” I turn my music off and take my earphones out.

“You’re welcome.” He smiles so big that his eyes nearly disappear. He actually looks really cute. I smile to myself and shake my head.

“What are you doing here?”

“Mm, I take this class.” He looks me in the eye and I immediately gulp hard. Something inside tells me to look away but then I remember what Jimin said and try to hold his intense stare, but fail miserably.

“You do?” He nods. “But I’ve never seen you here before.” I point out.

“That’s because I always sit down there.” Taehyung points to the last row. “And you’re always here in the front plugged in your own little world.” He smirks and touches both his ears, referring to my earphones. So, he’s been watching me all this time, then? That’s kind of creepy. And what’s with that thing on his head, I mean it’s not really a bandana like the one’s Seokjin wears. But I got to say it makes him look good. I look down at my notebook and nod.

“What made you move up front?”

“I want to have a better view.” He smirks. I shift on my seat uncomfortably and look at my watch, where the hell is Professor Min? I hear Taehyung lightly chuckle to himself.

Half way through class, Taehyung leans closer and places a piece of paper on my notebook. I look at him and he mouths ‘open it’ and winks. I roll my eyes at him and open it.

Doesn’t Yoongi look just like a soft cat? He looks tough but don’t believe him, he a softy ;)

I shake my head and cover my mouth with my hand to try to hold my laughter, but it’s too late.

“Miss Y/L/N.” Professor Min looks at me and I bite my lower lip, fuck. He walks a little closer. “Do you care to share what’s so funny?”

I can feel my cheeks starting to turn pink from embarrassment. I was to punch Taehyung so bad right now. I hear Taehyung clear his throat beside me.

“It was my fault, sir.” His voice sounds even deeper than usual. I turn my head towards him and open my mouth but he shakes his head at me. Professor Min looks at him and sighs.

“Well, save your jokes for later Kim.”

I’m so pissed at Taehyung for embarrassing me. I make an effort not to even look at him. He leans closer again and drops another piece of paper. I huff and open it.

Sorry about that :) You have a nice laugh though.

I tear our a piece of paper and write back.

Stop passing stupid notes. We’re not in high school :)

I pass it to him and I hear him mutter “party pooper”. I ignore Taehyung for the rest of the class although I can feel his constant stares.

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The apartment seems awfully quiet, in fact, I haven’t seen Jimin nor Jungkook all day today.

“Hey y/n. What’s up?“ I turn around to see Jungkook standing in front of the refrigerator with a big smile on his face. His hair is wet and some of his red strands fall over his eyes. He’s wearing just a pair of grey sweatpants, no shirt. He looks so attractive, it’s hard not to stare.

I shrug and turn back to face the counter. I hear Jungkook open and close one of the cupboards. “Are you gonna’ do that guitar gig that The Red Room offered you?” He puts two glasses on the counter. I nod and turn the grill on. “Did you tell Jimin?” He pours orange juice in both glasses.

I turn sharply to face him. “Haven’t yet...why?”

“Well, he was so worried about it yesterday.“ Jungkook sits on the counter. “You should tell him.”

“I know.” I turn around to check on my grilled cheese. Jungkook quickly grabs one of the sandwiches and I hop on the counter next to him.

“You’re not going to quit the band, are you?” He looks at me with a worried expression. A strand of red hair falling into his forehead. I brush that strand out of his face and shake my head.

“Why would I even do that?” I whisper, furrowing my brows.

“I don’t know.” He looks down at his lap and shrugs. “I know you love the guitar and with us you don’t get to play it that much. And now this dude is offering you to play it. Maybe you’ll like it more with him.”

“Kook, I’m not gonna’ quit the band because of one stupid guitar gig, trust me.” I grab his chin so he’s looking at me when I say this. It’s true, with the band I don’t get to play the guitar as much, but I love what we do and I love the way I feel when I’m with them on stage. We’ve been playing together since high school so it feels like we’re a family. I huff and drop my hand from his face, turning my gaze to my lap. I can feel Jungkook’s stare on me while he eats his sandwich. Maybe this is what’s bothering Jimin also.

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I walk into class early and head for my usual spot in the front row. The room is almost empty and I’m glad because I probably look like shit. I sit down and pull out my headphones and select a random playlist. I’m deeply involved listening to the music when I feel someone sit next to me. I open my eyes and slowly turn my head to the side. A pair of green eyes meet mine and I’m relieved in part, I don’t think I’m in the mood to deal with intense stares from those brown eyes right now. I turn my gaze back to my notebook and all of a sudden I see a paper airplane fly by and land on the floor about a foot away from my seat. I turn around and back to the direction it came from. I see Taehyung sitting on the last row wearing his big ass bandana and a dorky smile. I roll my eyes at him and get up to pick up the paper. I unfold it and read what’s inside.

Hello, you beautiful thing :)

A chuckles escapes my lips as I glace up to where he’s sitting. His smile grows even wider as I shake my head smiling back before I go back to my seat. I find it kind of cute that he’s quoting a Jason Mraz song. I got to admit, he’s such a dork.

I turn around and head towards the room’s exit. I look up and my eyes meet Taehyung’s. I avoid his gaze and keep walking.

“Made you smile didn’t it?” I hear his deep voice behind me as I walk.

“I guess...” I shrug.

“That’s all that matters.” He start walking next to me. I tilt my head to the side and can’t help but admire his side profile, almost like a Greek God, too perfect almost, almost.

He walks a little faster and moves in front of me, turning around to face me so he’s walking backwards now.

“Have coffee with me.” He looks at me so intense that it makes me stop dead in my tracks. Time stops and my breathe quickens. I can hear my own heartbeat pick up its pace and my mouth slightly open at the sight. I forget where I am for a moment as his stare changes to confused.

“Oh, you probably don’t like coffee... Maybe tea then?” He asks in a sweet tone.

“Sorry, I can’t, Taehyung. I have another class now.” I snap back to reality and shake my head. I continue to walk past him.

“I’ll walk you to class then?” I chuckle and look down at my feet. I turn to look at him and he’s looking at me confused again. He reminds me of a lost child and for once his stare doesn’t bother me at all.

“Come on, I’m going to be late.” I grab his wrist and start walking faster. The smile on his face is so big that it reaches his eyes. 

We walk in an awkward silence while he carries my jacket. I glance at him once in a while and he looks down at his feet and smiles to himself, almost giggling. I roll my eyes and look ahead. I shrug and look up at Taehyung. I smile just as we approach my classroom. I stop walking and stand in front of him. “Well, this is my stop.” He smiles looking straight into my eyes as he hands me my jacket. Something about him seems so sweet and tender that I find myself smiling back without taking my eyes away from his. I gulp and stare at my feet. Why is my heart beating so fast?

“Yeah, well, I’ll see you around.” I turn around but he grabs my wrist and I feel him come closer to my ear. He moves my hair behind my ear and I can hear him lick his lips. The hairs at the back of my neck stand up as my chest rises.

“The offer still stands,” he whispers so low that it gives me goosebumps. I turn around, confused. I tilt my head up to look at him, his smirk getting bigger. He looks down at his feet and puts his hands in his pockets. “You know, for the coffee or tea... which ever you like is fine for me.” His eyes look up quickly to me and then to his previous state.

“Oh... ok.” I turn around and start walking inside the classroom. I can tell he’s still standing there watching me. I’m not entirely sure of what to think of him. The hairs at the back of my neck still sensitive from the touch of his breath.

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[mysticalfriends]

Anon Asks: Pets

It’s under the cut for length reasons. I hope y’all enjoy this peek into our lives~ Thank you for asking anon! We all had a lot of fun writing this <3 Mod Vem

Us Mods’ Pets:

Vem - Oh dear, sweet nonny. You have no idea what you just asked. I have all sorts of pets in the house. The ones I claim are 3 cats and a snake. If you want to count the snake food, I’ve got another...7 mice in the freezer. Wow, that sounds really bad to people who don’t have special diet pets doesn’t it? I didn’t intend to have 3 cats either. There are stories for each of my cats, and I’d be happy to share but otherwise this is going to get unreasonably long. Their names are Neko, Drei, and Zuko, and they are all adorable. The snake is actually the oldest, and I actually never liked any names suggested, so she’s just ‘Snakey’. I got her when I was 12, and if you can guess how I got the names for my cats you can tell that I’m really bad at naming things. Thank you for asking, I love talking about my ‘non-human friends’! You give me smiles <3

Ro- Unlike everyone else, I’m forever alone and I have absolutely no pets. However, I do like to hang out with my friends cats and dogs, though they don’t live with me so I only see them about once or twice a week. Thanks for asking! <3

Rikyn: (I think I wrote too much, I just love talking about my cats) I love animals so much~! I have four cats. Fluffy is the eldest cat that all the others respect. She's a fluffy black cat, and she's treated like a true queen. My mom treats her like Jumin treats Elizabeth the 3rd. Then there's Princess. She was my older sister's cat, but she was unable to take care of her. Princess is my absolute favorite cat we've ever had. Her and I talk to each other through series of meows. She's also a black cat, but she's short haired. Next is Flower, she's the most gorgeous cat ever. She's a tortoise shell cat, and her fur and eyes are so pretty. She loves attention from everyone, even little kids. My sister found her on the streets of New York, but she couldn't keep her, so we took her in. Lastly, there's Lily. We found Lily on our porch almost two years ago. She was the runt of the litter, and her mom abandoned her. So, my older sister and I sat out on the porch and petted (is that a word?) her for hours. My mom knew that there was going to be a giant snow storm the next day, so we let her into the house. My mom and dad both have soft spots for her. It's so pure.

Jaenna: Nah, no pets (but I’d love one!) My mum’s allergic, so I can’t really. I have a solar panelled waving cat on my desk though, does that count? And actually, I did once have a rabbit named after Jake from the Tweenies and 2 gold fish named Ant and Dec.

Jelly- I love talking about my pets. I have two dogs, a lab mix named Luna and a beagle mix named Charlie. Luna loves attacking towels. We don't know why. She loves being in a car and driving around town with us, and it's adorable to see her reactions to other dogs and hoomans. Charlie isnt as playful, he'll attack Luna and they'll fight (playfully though) but he doesn't play with us often. He has separation anxiety so he whines a lot when my oldest brother is working. Next, we have two cats, Ming-Ming and Stripers. Ming is a Siamese mix. We're not too sure what else there is in her. She's the daughter of Stripers and loves being pet and loves playing. Stripers, on the other hand, is scared of us for some reason. Some days she's fine and will let us pet her, other days she runs away if we happen to step in the same area. We used to have more cats but they either died (;-;) or ran away. I used to own a cat named Rascal. He was my favourite animal to exist ever. But one day, after school, mom, my sister, and I were driving into the garage when Rascal ran straight into the tire. I cried for about four hours straight that day and we had a lil funeral and buried him. I didn't mean for this to become so sad haha. Thanks for the ask~

Sarin- ohhhh boy! A chance to talk about my pets~! I have two cats, and a horse! My oldest cat is Kitty Kinz. She’s sassy and fluffy, and loves to suckle on soft things for some reason? It’s adorable, but it’s also gross going to grab my robe and there’s a wet spot. My newest addition is named Cheeto. He kinda adopted us, in a way. He just started hanging around our house earlier this year, maybe around March, and as he was skinny, we fed him. It took a while, but we were eventually were able to get close and pet him (he’s very cuddly!), just don’t pick him up, lol. Now, for my dog horse Mija! I got her about 8 years. I got her when she was 2. We both learned together, and she is my baby girl. She follows me around like a dog and gets super jealous when I work with other horses. She was abused, and I’m not going to get into it here (its a super long story), but if you are curious you can pm me on my personal blog and I will certainly tell you more!

Saemoni: I have an old dog, his name is Tito (I named him like that). He’s been with me ever since I was 6 years old (a lot of years), I got him after moving to the city where I live in. He’s a beagle, doesn’t know how to behave (still love him), and he’s blind, he’s been blind for about 3 years? Doctor said it was because it’s something common in beagles, so it’s no problem. I haven’t been with him a lot recently because I have so much HW and other activities, but I love bathing him and playing a bit (he gets tired pretty easily because he’s old). He barks at night, worst time ever, I always tell him to quiet down, but I can only get him to do that if I stay with him for a few minutes and let him sleep in (I usually leave him out in my garden because he prefers it, and it’s common to do that here where I live), but if it’s raining or really cold I let him sleep in the kitchen or in a bathroom my family and I don’t use. He’s my only pet, but I want a cat hehehe, I won’t buy one soon because my dog gets jealous pretty easily and also because it would be too much for me to take care of two pets.

Rion - So I have 4 pets. 1 dog, her name is Daisy and she’s an English Springer Spaniel who is a complete moron. She will cry if she can’t be a little spoon at night time and runs into doors on a daily basis. Then theres the 3 cats. Nala who is our Bengal, she likes to escape from the living room and hide in cupboards, yelling when we have to put her away. She jumps onto my shoulders automatically when I enter the living room and she only does it for me. She’s also a show cat, we have pedigree papers and sometimes take her to local showings. We have Ash who’s a British Shorthair, he’s super chill and quiet. He literally purrs when someone enters the room. Then there’s Denzel, we adopted him from a family friend as their toddler was really bad with him, he is so food orientated and yells when you take food away to refill the bowl.

#anon asks #pets #Mod Vem #ask the mods